Page 88 of Dozer

With her riding my dick and Romeo fucking her mouth, Pippa was a mess of whimpers and wetness. I held her hips and rocked her, sliding my cock in and out of her. Glistening cream from her cunt slicked the condom.

Those long dark curls I loved to wind around my fingers tumbled around her shoulders.

“Suck my cock while you fuck your boyfriend, Pip.” Romeo cradled her head in his palms.

She moaned, her inner walls clenching me tighter. Fuck, I wasn’t sure if it was his cock, my cock, Romeo calling me her boyfriend, or a combination of all three, but a warm gush of fluids drenched my lap.

“She’s about to come,” I said.

Like an approaching storm, small tremors from her pussy rippled along my shaft. Clenching my buttocks, I thrust deeper into her, anchored her harder to my groin, and aggressively rocked her on my cock.

“We go together,” Romeo said.

She hummed her need for the same. Slopping sounds of sucking and fucking filled the room.

“You want to go together, go now. She’s fucking creaming all over my dick.” I gripped her hips and bounced her on my cock. Muscle and tendon in my neck strained. My balls tightened. A hot flare ofheat scorched through me, pooled in my guts, surged lower, and erupted in hard pulses from my cock as I came.

“Fuck.” Romeo followed, his body becoming rigid as we filled our girl with cum.

Pippa mewled, slurping and swallowing. She trembled, shivered, and struggled for breath.

Breathless and shaking, Romeo sat back on his haunches. “Fuck, Pip.”

She wiped her mouth with her hand. I lifted her from my lap, spun her to her back and claimed her mouth. I kissed her hard, tasting her and tasting the bitter essence of Romeo. I powered over her, showing her how much I fucking needed her.

She groaned into my mouth, her fingertips ghosting over my flesh in a gentle touch. Those perfect nipples beaded on her chest as she pressed closer to me. Scents of sex and the subtle fragrance of her perfume swirled around me. I was drunk on her mouth and sated from being lost inside her.

With our faces still close together, I stared into her eyes. “You remember?” I’d told her I’d taste his cum as long as it was on her tongue. But I recognized I couldn’t share her with anyone else. Only Romeo.

“I remember. Do you want to kiss me again?”

I kissed her again, sucking her mouth, drowning in the dark flavor of knowing she’d swallowed Romeo.

Romeo stretched out behind her and draped his arm over her hip. He chuckled against her shoulder. “I knew he wanted me, too.”

I groaned as I rolled out of bed, stripped off the condom, and tossed it in the garbage.

“It’s because you’re so pretty.” Pippa giggled, sending a tingle over my flesh. He was pretty, but that wasn’t my fetish. It’s that he’d been in her mouth, and I wanted every part of her, even Romeo.

***

The bed rustled. Romeo leaned over Pippa and kissed her head.

“Where are you going?” I asked.

Romeo gathered his hair and pushed it off his face. “The MC.”

I sat and rubbed sleep from my eyes. “What’s up?”

“Nothing. I’m just going to my own bed.”

“Weren’t you the one giving me shit about running out on her in the middle of the night?”

Romeo stuck a cigarette between his lips. The wheel spun, and the flame painted his face in a warm glow. Then the steel lid snapped closed.

I reached over the side of the bed, grabbed my jeans, and shrugged them on. My cigarettes were in the living room. Hellers had fully taken over Pippa’s house. Cigarettes, weed, booze. Bikes in the garage and bikers in the beds.

I sat on the couch, and Romeo sat next to me.

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