Sharing Her

Both men exchange looks of smug curiosity, which makes me nervous.

“You would do anything, yes?” asks Warren.

“Yes. Anything,” I answer firmly. Wilson rummages through his briefcase on the seat beside him and slides a document across the table to me. Frowning in confusion, I read it over. My eyes widen and my heart pounds wildly. I look at both men in shock.

“What is this?” I ask quietly.

“A contract,” Wilson says coolly.

“Yes, I see that. But… what you’re asking of me… This is crazy,” I admit, putting the paper back down. “I-I can’t possibly do that. It’s wrong.”

“How so? You want to save your house, and we want a willing participant for an evening of enjoyment,” Warren explains, as though it’s the simplest thing in the world. “As soon as Travis told me about your outburst this morning, about how passionate and gorgeous you were, I drew up this contract. I’m a businessman. I’m pragmatic. And the way I see it, this is a win-win.”

I lean in closely and whisper, “Are you sure? This seems, I don’t know, illegal or something. Besides, how do I know I can trust you?”

Wilson grins. “I suppose you don’t. But you said you would try anything.”

I bite my lip, thinking it over. These men want to fuck me. Tonight. No holds barred. And in exchange, I might just save the family home. I flash back to my sexy dream from last night. In a way, tonight could actually be a dream come true.

“Okay,” I tell them. “Let’s do it, then.”

Wilson glances at the watch on his wrist. “The evening begins… now.” Both men stand up and gesture for me to follow. I guess dinner isn’t actually happening. They want to get started immediately. They leave a hundred-dollar bill on the table and we all head out of the restaurant to the confusion of the maitre’d.

“So, should I drive to meet you somewhere else or…?” I ask.

Wilson opens the door of a shiny black Cadillac. “No. We’ll take my car.”

Warren gets into the back seat and I reluctantly follow, not knowing what the hell they have in store for me. “You know, my mom used to tell me never to get into a car with a stranger,” I tell them as Wilson gets behind the wheel and drives us away from the restaurant in the direction of my house.

“After tonight, we won’t be strangers anymore,” Warren says. “We intend to get to know you very, very well.”

And with that, he leans in and kisses me. I freeze up at first, not expecting him to move so quickly. But he caresses my face with one hand, the other trailing down to grope my breasts through my dress, and I moan. Wilson glances back at us in the rear view mirror, watching as Warren feels me up. My body is warming to his touch, leaning into him as his hands slide up and down, grabbing my ass, my breasts, my hips. They are both impeccably dressed, with the kind of cologne that smells intoxicatingly delicious. Warren hoists me onto his lap, yanking up my dress so I can straddle him while we kiss. At first I was worried, but now, I think I might actually enjoy it. He smacks my ass and begins kissing my neck, nipping and sucking, leaving purplish bruises in his wake. I moan and close my eyes, giving in to the intense sensations.

Before it can go any further, I mumble, “I’m a virgin.”

Wilson chuckles in the front seat. “We know. I could tell just by looking at you. But don’t worry, we intend to take very good care of you tonight, Emma.”

Warren slides his hand down between us, his fingertips stroking my clit through the thin fabric of my tights. I shiver and moan, giving in to the sensations. He kisses my neck and plays with my nipples while his o

ther hand works my clit. All the while I can feel his massive, rock-hard cock straining against my thigh. I’ve never had a cock inside me before, but I’m nearly salivating for it. Warren strokes my clit faster and faster, rocking against me, until I’m cumming, making my tights all wet.

“Oh my god,” I gasp.

“Good girl,” Warren whispers, kissing me. He unzips his pants and pulls out his enormous shaft, placing it in my hand. I swallow nervously as I start to stroke his immense length, hoping I do it right. By the look on his face, I’m doing just fine. He groans and pushes up into me as I pump his hard rod with both hands. I want him to feel as good as I do. This carries on for a few minutes, until Travis clears his throat.

“I think it’s time to switch off for a minute, don’t you?” he says pointedly. Warren chuckles and nods.

“Get up there and suck his cock,” Warren commands me. Wordlessly, I climb up into the passenger seat, thankful that there’s nobody around on these dark country roads. Wilson unbuttons his slacks and slides his cock out. His is massive, too, seemingly too big for my mouth. I give him a worried look but he only smiles.

“You can handle it, Emma,” he says. “Go ahead. Suck my cock. Right here in the open.”

I crawl over and crouch down, lowering my head into his lap and letting my tongue flick lightly over the engorged head of his shaft. “That’s it, baby. Keep going,” he urges me.

I slowly pull his full length into my mouth, my cheeks aching as his enormous thickness stretches my mouth. “Oh, fuck yes. Just like that,” Wilson groans, pressing gently on my head. As nervous as I am, it turns me on to know that he likes it. I begin to bob up and down on his cock, relaxing my jaw to take him in down to the hilt, the head of his cock brushing against the back of my throat. To my surprise, I don’t gag or cough at all.

“No gag reflex, huh?” Wilson growls. “We can make use of that.”

He pushes my head down a little harder and I suck him off eagerly, pleased to be doing a good job. I deepthroat him again and again, feeling my pussy dripping wet between my legs. At this rate, I can hardly wait to get to our destination. I need more. Finally, we arrive at my house. Wilson and Warren zip themselves back up and then Warren scoops me up over his shoulder to carry me up to the front door, making me giggle excitedly. I unlock the door and we burst into the house, both men feeling me up and kissing me all over. I’m almost overwhelmed with the pleasure of having two men pay so much attention to my virgin body. I’ve never been touched like this before. Wilson picks me up and they hurriedly carry me upstairs, walking into my bedroom and tossing me on the bed. Between the two of them, they get my clothes off in no time, leaving me naked and exposed in front of them. The men strip down, as well, and I finally get to see them naked in the light of my bedside lamp.