She cried out and thrust backward pushing against Weston.
“Oh God, York. Oh God, what are you doing?” she cried out and thrust then widened her thighs.
“Getting this ass wet for my cock,” York said and pressed against Aspen’s back.
“Widen your legs, Weston. Give me some room. I’m joining in.”
“In the backseat of the truck? How the fuck are you going to fit?” Zin asked, sounding shocked. But Weston didn’t really care. His own cock was so fucking hard and Aspen’s pussy was milking it, working it with her inner muscles.
Weston grabbed her face and kissed her as he widened his thighs, spreading Aspen’s while holding her to his chest with his cock buried deep within her cunt. He heard the creaking and moaning of the seats. Then Aspen pulled from Weston’s mouth just as Weston felt York’s knees hit his legs as he thrust into Aspen’s ass.
“Holy shit, that is hot,” Storm said, and Weston glanced to the right to see Storm leaning on the door frame watching the scene.
To the right Winter stood with his arm on the doorframe appearing pleasantly surprised. It was all so erotic and natural for them to be watching one another and taking Aspen like this.
He wasn’t exactly comfortable, but his cock felt about ready to burst with every stroke from York. “I can’t take it. I’m going to come,” Aspen said.
The sound of the truck rocking and moaning from their thrusts fed their egos. It was like something out of a teenager’s wet dream to fuck a girl in the backseat of a vehicle making the entire vehicle rock. Here he was nearly forty and he finally had a youthful fantasy come true with the woman of his dreams and his team, his best friends and family watching and participating.
It made him wild with lust and desire as he began to move faster with York as Aspen rocked in between them. Her pussy was so wet and slick he felt it everywhere.
Weston used some inner thigh and hip muscles he never knew he had to counterthrust against Aspen and York. It only took about three strokes when he felt his cock explode and come.
“Holy shit!” he cried out.
“Oh!” Aspen screamed until her voice was horse as she came. York followed, pumping his hips so hard and fast that
the truck continued to rock and shake.
“We’re going to need new fucking shocks,” Zin teased.
The three of them panted and York kissed Aspen’s shoulder then pulled from her ass.
“Oh God, York,” she whispered.
He caressed her hair and Weston hugged Aspen to him. “You definitely can fill every fantasy a guy has ever had,” he told her then kissed her.
“Well now it’s time she fills ours,” Storm said and reached for her.
Weston released her to Storm. His cock ached as he pulled from her pussy. But he caressed her ass under her skirt that fell into place as Storm lifted her up and out of the truck.
“That was so fucking incredible,” York stated as he zipped up his pants.
“How the hell did you think of that, never mind actually fit in that space to do that?” Weston asked.
York ran his hands through his brown hair. His hazel eyes sparkled and he smiled.
“Aspen does it to me. I love her, Weston. I love her more than anything in this world.”
Weston smiled. “Well hell, York, join the fucking club. I love her, too.” York chuckled and they took their time getting out of the truck knowing that now Aspen was with Storm, Winter, and Zin.
* * * *
Zin undressed and then helped Storm and Winter take off Aspen’s clothes. Winter looked for the lube as Zin pulled Aspen forward and suckled her breasts. She held his head and ran her delicate fingers through his hair.
“I love your breasts, baby. Every time we saw you out in one of your fancy gowns or at an event glamorous it drove me wild. Knowing that I couldn’t touch you. That I couldn’t cup your breast like this and take a taste.” He cupped her breasts, squeezed the mound, then licked the tip.
“Oh, Zin, I wish you would have made a move,” she told him as she softly ran her fingers through his hair.