by Vi Keeland
Leif’s hand stilled again, and I knew without doubt if I said no this would all end. The problem was I didn’t really want to say no. “I’m afraid.” I hated the weakness of my words. As a woman who had always stood strong, the thought of letting go that way was terrifying.
“We would never hurt you Zoey.” Leon had walked out of the kitchen and was now kneeling down at my side. The seductive smile on his face made me ache to give in.
I was surrounded by four of the most handsome men and they all wanted to please me. How could I refuse that? Even if I could, why would I want to? I nodded, unable to speak the words that longed to spill forth.
“You have to say the words. I promised you nothing would ever happen unless you asked for it.” Miles continued the almost impersonal massage now, and I remembered the conversation.
“I want this.” I might hate myself tomorrow for being so weak, but the thought of them lifting their hands away was more than I could consider.
Leon lowered his lips to mine and kissed me gently. It was the barest touch of flesh and I sighed against the feel. With unhurried hands he separated the towel splaying it open to display my body. Without conscious thought my hands moved to cover my breasts.
“Put your hands under your head, Zoey.” Samson softly demanded. “Let’s us please you.” After I complied he tilted my chin back slightly with his hand and kissed me. The action lifted my breasts and they were soon enveloped in two separate large hands.
Samson released my lips and rested his hands on my forearms at the top of the cot, imprisoning me gently. His head lowered and he whispered in my ear. “Watch them pleasure you.” The seductive command was all I needed to lower my eyes to Leon who was cupping my right breast, then he pinched the rosy nipple between his fingers sending a shaft of pleasure down to my core.
Leif’s mouth lowered to my other breast and suckled my nipple deep inside his mouth making me cry out at the bliss of duel sensations. This was insanity but I never wanted it to end.
“Spread your legs for Miles, and let him show you good he can make you feel.” Samson’s words in my ear felt like a caress and I slightly parted my thighs, still unsure about displaying myself so completely. “She needs a little help.”
Leon and Leif released my breasts and moved to each of my thighs, parting them widely. I couldn’t help it. I whimpered.
“You’re beautiful, Zoey. Let us look at you.” This from Miles whose long digits now stroked softly over my aching flesh making me forget everything but the feeling of desire that touch brought me. “So soft, pink, and wet.” He continued to whisper positives about my body as he gently caressed the throbbing folds. My legs were spread wide with my feet touching the floor on either side of the cot.
“Keep them there and we can worship your breasts while Miles shows you how good he can make you feel.” Leon moved back up and took a nipple deep into his mouth before biting down lightly. I cried out at the pleasure and felt I would combust from the two sensations at once. I attempted to pull my arms from their resting place as the feeling overloaded me but Samson refused the action.
“No Zoey. Those sweet little hands would only get in the way.” He kissed me again and I was almost beside myself at the sensory overload. Leif was suckling me again, Leon never stopped, and Miles’s fingers were working magic bringing me so close to the edge I knew I’d soon explode with pleasure.
Then I felt his tongue replace his fingers and I unraveled. My soft cry was captured by Samson’s tongue and the sensations just kept going on and on as Miles speared deeply in and out, forcing me to ride out the release.
I’d never known being devoured that way could bring such incredible pleasure and tears streamed down my cheeks. When his tongue laved over my clit the sensitivity there made me tense. He lifted his head and licked his lips. “Sweetheart you taste like heaven.”
“She comes apart so completely.” Leon released my breast then caressed my cheek. “I wonder how many times we can make her come in one night.”
He stood up and Miles changed places with him. “I say we find out.”
I couldn’t believe they wanted to do that again, and I wasn’t sure I could live through it. “I can’t.” Was that my voice that sounded so breathless?
“You can, and Leif and I want a chance to prove it after Leon is done.” Samson was massaging my scalp again and I knew that I couldn’t refuse them. Even through the languid feeling of release I’d been given, I was longing for more.
Leon’s finger slid deep inside me and I gasped. It had been so long since that part of my anatomy had been invaded that I couldn’t help myself. “She’s so tight. Samson you have to feel her.”
A part of me knew I should be embarrassed as Samson moved between my thighs, his finger taking the place of Leon’s, but the pleasure? It was so incredible feeling his thick, long digit slide deep then curl. When he added a second and rode me slowly with it, I couldn’t stop the moan of ecstasy that escaped my lips.
“Taste her, I want to continue fucking her with my fingers.” The way he spoke was so dirty, but when Leon’s tongue flicked over my clit and Samson’s fingers rode me, I didn’t care what they said. My hips arched off the cot and followed the rhythm of sensation. The soft cries of pleasures echoing in the room shocked me when I discovered they were my own.
My core clenched against Samson’s invading digits, on the brink of finding release again. When he removed them I couldn’t stop the sigh of disappointment. “I know you’re close baby, but I think you’ll enjoy this more.” His finger rimmed my other entrance and I tensed.
“Trust me Zoey, you’ll love this.” With ease he slowly pressed his finger inward, the juices from my sex lubricating the way.
It felt so strange to have his finger there, but not in a bad way. “Taste her now, Leon.” Samson slowly worked his finger in and out of my tight hole but the moment Leon’s tongue speared my core all thoughts of what he was doing left my mind. Miles and Leif’s mouths on my breasts along with being so completely pleasured by the other two was too much. My orgasm peaked and flowed over leaving me drenched in my own juices.
I barely even noticed Samson adding another finger and pressing forward except for the strange burn in the aftermath of such pleasure. “You’ve never taken a man this way before?”
I shook my head no, still trying to come down from the sensations of pleasure I’d been given. Now I felt the stretching of my other entrance but it wasn’t exactly painful, it just let me feeling very full.
“I wonder if you can take three.” Samson’s words made no sense until I felt another finger join and tensed at the increased burning sensation. “No baby, don’t tense up. Bare down.” I tried to follow his command but the pressure was too much.
“Leif, come down here and pleasure her pussy, she’s thinking too much.” He quickly moved between my legs, doing as Samson asked and within seconds my hips were straining toward his tongue. Samson fingers pushed in knuckle deep while my mind was otherwise occupied, then slowly inched in further.
Leon took the place at the top of the cot by my head and gently nibbled on my earlobe. “That’s it, Zoey, just relax and let them fuck you with their fingers and mouths.” Miles was worshipping my breasts and again I was overwhelmed by a myriad of sensations, unable to focus on one single thing.
I could feel Samson’s fingers sliding in and out of my ass, Leif’s tongue plunging into my core, and the beauty of Miles suckling my breasts. Leon’s gentle words in my ear was almost hypnotic as he encouraged me to just let go and feel everything. When I found paradise again my entire body was nothing but mush. When they each lifted away I felt empty and longed for their touch again.
“Let’s clean up then eat.” Samson winked down and held out his hand to help me stand.
I wasn’t sure how I was supposed to feel now that each of them had pleasured me. I took Samson’s hand and stood, glancing at my feet.
“There will be none of that Zoey. We all enjoyed feasting on you and if
you’ll let us, we’ll do it again after we eat.” Samson lifted my chin with his hand, forcing me to meet his eyes. The look of sincerity in those gray depths spoke nothing but truth. That’s all it took to make me feel that what we’d done was alright.
We walked outside to the standing shower and I was shocked when all the men stripped down. They were beautiful with clothes, without them? Each was a sculpted work of perfection. Leif walked under the cool spray and pulled me with him.
I shivered as the coolness splayed across my once again sticky body, but was heated up when he began washing my breasts. All of them were sporting rather impressive hard-ons, and I could help but gape. “None of you, um, got off.” I wasn’t very comfortable talking about a male’s anatomy.
“Would you like to watch us do that?” I was a little surprised to hear Miles ask the question, since he was usually the most reserved.
I nodded my head because I’d never watched a man do that and I was curious. Miles grinned at my response and his hand moved to his long, hard shaft. My eyes were riveted as he worked his fist in a pumping motion and it grew even larger. My hand reached out to touch him, but Samson stopped me.
“Later, Zoey. If you want us to fuck you, and I hope you do, we will. But for now just watch.” Feeling almost chastened I watched. When Leif, Leon, and Samson began stroking their massive erections, I felt like I had a front row seat to the best porno ever.
Each of them had a distinct way of pleasing their body, and I couldn’t look away. Leon worked his shaft slowly from base to head, Samson rolled his fist just over his wide mushroom shaped head, and Leif seemed to go at it with the same gusto he had for life. Almost yanking to the point where I was amazed it didn’t cause him pain.
“I want to come on you, Zoey. Will you let me?” Miles was pumping slowly and met my eyes as he asked the question.
“Yes.” Fascinated and a little shocked that he wanted to do that, I moved closer. With a few more pumps of his fist, his body sprayed my hip with his essence. It felt warm against my skin.
“We all should cover her with our pleasure.” Leif grinned and waited for me to either agree or not as he continued the fast motion with his hand. I nodded. I wasn’t even sure why I now wanted them to follow Miles’s lead, but I did. The other three men surrounded me, continuing their hand jobs until they all found release.
I felt marked before I was ushered back under the cool spray and cleansed off by four sets of masculine hands. When I was about as clean as a girl could get, Samson took over the shower and then took me in his arms when he was clean. Being pressed against him chest to chest felt incredible, but my body was soon pulled away from his and into Leon’s arms.
Leon kissed me deeply until I was dragged away by Miles. I laughed softly at how they were passing me around, but my body was soon aroused again. Leif was the last to grab and hold me against his chest. “Let’s eat before I forget what a feast we have in her right now.”
Food was the furthest thing from my mind as we dried off with towels. I’d just had the most incredible sexual experience of my life and it wasn’t with one man, but four. None of us dressed. I kept on my towel as we sat on blankets on the floor to eat our sandwiches. The men just let it all hang out. I couldn’t help that my eyes kept drifting down.
“See something you like?” Of course Leif would make a joke out of my ogling. He was wolfing down his food like a man who hadn’t eaten in days.
Flushing I put my attention back on my sandwich managing to eat half before I was so full I couldn’t take another bite. Sipping on the bottle of water Leon had given me, I forced myself not to stare.
“We like it when you look Zoey.” Miles’s humor-filled words forced me to lift my head.
“We’d like it more if we were deep inside you.” Leon raised an eyebrow devouring the rest of his meal.
“Is that even possible?” I was thinking the thought. I really didn’t mean to blurt it out there.
“Three of us could be inside you, and your hand would pleasure the other.” Samson’s matter-of-fact answer made my mouth fall open. “That’s only if you want it Zoey.” He was more refined in eating, seeming to study me almost like he was trying to read my mind.
“I’ve only had sex with one guy, and it wasn’t really fun.” There’s was no reason not to be honest with them after everything that had happened tonight.
“Do you think we’d fuck you and not make sure you enjoy it, sweetheart?” Miles gave me an encouraging smile and I really couldn’t doubt his words.
I nibbled on my lip, nervously. The thought of having sex again was terrifying on its own, but with all of them? “It was really painful the last time.” I wasn’t sure how to make them understand my fears.
“He hurt you?” Samson looked pissed and self-consciously I wrapped my arms around my waist, not liking him angry.
“You’re scaring her.” Leon pulled me into his lap and held me like a child. “None of us would ever hurt you Zoey. I think we promised you that already. If you don’t want this, all you have to do is say no.”
I rested my face against his chest and closed my eyes while he stroked my hair. “I know it’s crazy, but I do trust all of you.” I whispered the words, then kissed his chest lightly.
“It’s not crazy. This isn’t about just getting our rocks off baby. We want you to enjoy the things we do to that luscious little body.” Leon kissed my forehead and I felt truly cherished.
“We’ve all had an exhausting day. I think we should let Zoey get some sleep and decide what she wants next.” Samson stood, gathered all our plates and Leif disposed of the water bottles. “Tonight we can cuddle.”
Hearing Samson say we could cuddle was funny and I couldn’t stop the small laugh. “I think your much more of a softy then you let on.”
He put the plates in the sink and shook his head. “The last person that thought that ended up with a tanned ass.” He walked back over and sat down on the make-shift sleeping bag beds on the floor.
“I thought you said you wouldn’t hurt me.” The look in his eyes told me he wanted to pull me over his lap and not in a nice way.
“Spanking you would bring us both pleasure but that’s for another discussion. Get some sleep before I prove just how much you’ll love it.”
I didn’t want to test his theory out, because I was seriously tired. We had the cushioning of sleeping bags, but even that cushion wasn’t enough to make me forget about the hard floor beneath. “This place really needs a bed.” I tried to get comfortable but it really did suck.
The other guys had settled down on the floor. Miles and Leif on one side of me, Leon, and Samson the other. “Come here.” Leon pulled me over on his chest and covered me with his sleeping bag. “Get some sleep before we decide to wear you out even more.”
I wasn’t sure that would be such a bad thing. My body was so sated after being pleased so well that I couldn’t wind down. Long after they’d fallen asleep I was still wide awake. Thoughts of the pleasure I’d received made me crave it again, and subconsciously I entwined my leg with Leon’s rubbing against him.
His soft growl made me realize I’d woken him and what I was doing. Of course I immediately stopped but my clit was throbbing so I pressed my legs together tightly to stop the ache.
I felt his fingers slide down, rubbing exactly where I needed them. I cried out softly before covering my mouth with my hand, not wanting to wake the others. With expertise he stroked my sex until I came undone.
“Sleep Zoey.” Pulling me back over on his chest, his arms wrapped tightly around my waist. Listening to the rhythmic beating of his heart finally lulled me to sleep.
Chapter Seven
Fantasy
Waking up surrounded by all the beautiful flesh was an experience I wouldn’t soon forget. My towel had come off during the night and Leif’s arm was splayed over my breasts. I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. The passion last night had been incredible, but was I this person?
I maneuvered my way o
ut of fantasy land and managed to stand up. Arranging the towel so I wasn’t showing off everything, I glanced around the room until I found my suitcase. Opening it I saw the string bikini resting on top that I remembered specifically unpacking before I’d left home. Rachel! Shaking my head I decided at this point showing off my body wasn’t that big a deal so I slid it on.
I was at the front door when Samson’s voice stopped me. “Running away?” I turned back and knew it was the wrong move when I saw his beautiful body standing in all its glory. The man was like a walking Adonis with his chiseled abs, tanned skin and even his prominent sex thick and long, giving me its own morning greeting.
“No. Just thought I’d take a walk on the beach.” Yes I was staring but hell who wouldn’t? The man was beautiful dressed in a business suit, with his sculptured face of the gods, undressed he was damn near irresistible.
“Let me grab my trunks and I’ll join you.” I didn’t stop looking as that well-rounded ass walked over to his own suitcase and almost sulked in disappointment when my view was stripped away by his bathing suit. He slid on a pair of sandals and I decided that wasn’t a bad idea so I rummaged through my bag until I found my own. We walked out the door leaving the rest of the men sleeping soundly.
Sunrise on the island was a sight to behold. The beauty of the waves crashing against the shore, the scent of the tropics, combined with the sounds it was easy to believe I’d stepped into another world. Having Samson walking beside me made it even more surreal.
“Tell me what you’re thinking.” His hand reached down and grasped mine as we continued to walk along the sugary white beach.
“I love this place. I think the Isle will be a great investment.” It just felt right to be walking with him holding my hand.
“I’m glad you think so, but I was talking about last night.” He stopped, forcing me to come to a standstill as well.
Glancing up into his gray eyes I knew what he was really asking. Did I want to explore what happened more? “Honestly?”