Two Guys One Girl Novels & Stories

Something is wrong, guys,” said Nicole. "What do you mean, are you feeling pain in your stomach?" "No, I mean over there." She pointed in the direction of the men. That’s when the two men noticed that the girls had seen the one guy walk towards them with his hands behind his back. "So ladies, I think you can see what is happening. How about you, little princesses, empty your pockets and give us your belongings." "Oh boy, you guys are barking up the wrong tree." "And why would that be?” The man grinned, exposing his chipped yellow teeth.

"Why don't we ever do two guys and one girl?" "Yeah." Susan says, sitting up and looking at me. "How come?" "Because we are two girls and one guy." I answer lamely. "Do you have someone in mind for the other guy?" I ask, thinking that there's no reason we can't make this happen. "What about Ken?" Susan asks Sherrie. "You could do Ken and Nick together." She explains.

Finally, when all three thought they had their guy almost there, they all started furious fucking motions and sure enough all three guys exploded at nearly the same time. Since the girls were concentrating on timing the guy's orgasms, they had given up on their own. So, they pulled themselves from the dicks and all sat down on a long bench. They all spread their legs and motioned for the three guys to get their heads down there to make them cum. The three guys jumped up and got their heads down into their pussy. Trina's guy hesitated and then refused and said, "I don't do that."

The second guy sneered. Just then Koa let out a loud howl and it was returned by I don’t even know how many from the woods. The two guys looked at each other and I was sure I saw a hint of worry in their eyes. “Who said it was just us two girls anyways?” Koa asked. “That’s it. I’m done playing around!” The first guy said as he started to shift but was caught off guard when Koa jumped up and took him down.

Another man runs in to help keep our tiny friend from reaching us. “Mind your own business,” the raper girl bellows. “This IS my business. You’re killing and raping my friends.” I cheer him on in my head. “Fuck off, shorty!” Guy two shoves Lee back. At least the distraction temporarily stops the woman from touching my friend’s balls. “Make me,” Lee sounds pissed. He holds up what looks like a steak knife. I fucking hope he knows what he’s doing. The guys are at least double his size.

He chuckled at her reaction and was about to again cover the distance between them when Cara strode and stood right in front of her friend. “Please….sto..stop” Cara stuttered. “And who the hell are you?” brown eyed guy asked in irritated tone. This time the third guy who was sitting with his friends lifted his head from his phone and his eyes fell on the girl who was standing in front of his friend, staring into his friend’s eyes. “Please.. let her go… we under.. understand it was her mistake and we will pay more attention… next time..” Even though Cara was shaking from inside she tried saying in firm voice.

" i mean you left little to the imagination, did you want to kill all the guys on the first day in college?" they both laughed and their attention was caught by three people entering the school, two guy and a guy, the girl was wearing a red bandage dress and a black hill, her black bulbed hair was bouncing along with her, the two guys by her side was like gods, the guy were both muscular and sexy, Thera could not keep her eyes off the guy with black long hair reaching to his shoulder, and he too could not keep her eyes away from her.

A smirk comes onto her face as she wraps her arm around my shoulders. " Watch." She points to the scene which unfolds before us. The girls approach the guys, who seem to be in the middle of a conversation. It's only when they get closer, does the first guy look their way, followed by the rest. Except Sam and Alan. Whatever they are talking about, seems serious by the looks on their faces.

I love it. I grab a drink from the bar—something red and sweet that tastes like sin—and turn to survey my options. That's when I see them. Three guys standing together near the VIP section, and holy shit. It's like someone ordered them from a catalog labeled "Scarlett's Wet Dreams." Guy one: tall, dark hair, shoulders for days, wearing a black shirt that shows off his arms. He's got this intense look, like he's cataloging everything in the room. Guy two: blond, pretty-boy face but a body that says he works out religiously. Slightly shorter than guy one but built like he could throw me around. I am extremely into it.

I saw a group of guys sniffing something off each other’s abs while a girl fingered herself to the beat. “I…” My voice cracked. I sounded like a fucking child. “Tasha… this place is too wild for me. I don’t… I don’t know if I can..” “Ugh,” she groaned. “Fuck you, Lyra. Butchered live a little!” And then she fucking did it. Right in front of me. She reached out. Grabbed two guys standing by the bar..one blonde, tall, sharp-jawed with a smirk like the devil. The other dark, tan, thick arms, tribal tattoos crawling up his neck. Neither of them hesitated. Not even for a second.