Shared by her Lumberjacks: A Bisexual MMF Menage

By Ellie Hunt

These mountain men want to show her their hard wood!

When Bridget first meet the two big, burly lumberjacks, she's a breakfast waitress and they’re her flirty customers. Even though they’re rough, rugged, and ripped, she's not the kind of girl who thinks that.

But hours later, when she overhears their conversation in their hotel room, she can’t believe what they’re saying! It turns out that both men are thinking the same thing - they want to take her, together.

She's never done anything like it before - she's barely been with one man, let alone two at the same time! But Bridget's not sure she wants to say no....

Shared by Her Lumberjacks is a filthy, X-Rated MMF menage short that features two bisexual men, a threesome, filthy talking, and tons of orgasms!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ellie Hunt
• Release date: Aug 19, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005263560

Ellie Hunt

Ellie is wine-loving, latte-drinking mom of three who loves her dog a little too much and her treadmill not enough.When she's not dreaming up dirty stories, she's probably supervising dance class or taking notes at a PTA meeting, where no one is the wiser about her secret writing life!

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Shared by Her Lumberjacks

Shared by Her Lumberjacks

A Bisexual MMF Menage

Ellie Hunt

Shared by Her Lumberjacks

A Bisexual MMF Menage

Bridget spent most of breakfast service trying to figure out if the two burly men from Washington State were a couple or not. When she’d checked them in the night before, they’d mentioned that they were on vacation, down from some town in Washington state, looking forward to their room overlooking the Columbia River.

That meant they had to be a couple, right? Did straight men vacation together at a Bed and Breakfast? Did they share a room?

But still, as Bridget gave them breakfast, they didn’t seem romantic at all. In her experience, most couples on a weekend at a bed and breakfast on the Columbia - gay, straight, whatever - got kind of lovey-dovey, what with the candles and the wine and the dessert. But here they were, just drinking coffee and eating eggs and sausage like they were friends or business associates.

Anything else? she asked, refilling their coffee at the end of breakfast.

One question, said the one on the right, the one with blue eyes, dark hair, and a beard. What was in that tart?

It’s a blueberry-blackberry blend, Bridget said. My grandmother came up with it.

I told you, said the one on the left. He had lighter hair, brown eyes, and no beard. He thought it was raspberries, he told Bridget.

"I never claimed to be a