Slowly his hands pushed her legs apart and he put his hand between them to touch her most intimate place, his fingers spreading the lips of her pussy open, knowing he needed to stop, and he dug his hand into his pants and pulled out his phone, calling Trent.
“Get in here. I’m with Gabrielle in her bathroom. Bring the others.”
He put the phone back in his pocket.
“I think it’s time we reacquainted ourselves with your body. Four days has felt like a hell of a long time without you,” but he pulled his hand free from between her legs; the desire to bring her to orgasm with his fingers taunting him as he impatiently waited for the other to join him. He wanted to pull her from the bath, bend her over it and pound her; release his anger, his pain; his need to exorcise the grief from his mind.
Trent and Brandon walked in, their strides purposeful, their faces hard yet heartbreakingly handsome, both dark haired and firm-jawed; Brandon’s five o’clock shadow lending him a swarthy look and Trent’s deep blue eyes set off even more by his near jet black hair. They looked like modern-day Knights, astonishing in their physical appearance, both tall and broad, hard and firm; solid bodies exquisitely defined by their muscles.
Conrad reached for her to pull her from the bath, wrapping the towel around her and sitting her on his lap to dry her off, his erection straining against her thigh as he dried her breasts, back and arms, bringing the towel to the front of her and drying her thighs before rubbing it purposely vigorously between her legs, his hand grasping her soft mound through the towel and squeezing it, feeling her welcoming plumpness, pulling the towel through her legs back and forth deliberately stimulating her crotch, the friction on her clitoris awakening a fierce need she’d repressed for the last few days.
“Gently Conrad.” Trent warned him, realising that Conrad was being unusually rough with her and that he might hurt her, and he pulled the towel from Conrad’s hand and threw it to the floor. Going into a crouch in front of her he said to Conrad, “Hold her thighs open for me.”
With his fingers he pulled open her pussy lips and immediately brought his head between her legs, sticking his tongue deep inside her, feeling her lips fold back around the sides of his tongue, encasing it with her lips in the most intimate sensation as he stuck his tongue up into her, driving it deep into her with forceful thrusts, his face pressed tightly against her as he pulled out his tongue and sucked her clitoris into his mouth, pulling her into him, devouring her with a hunger that was astonishing, and the suction on her clitoris had her reaching to him, grabbing his head, pulling his face against her and into her further if that were possible; she wanted to grind her pussy on his face and she bucked her hips from Conrad’s lap practically squashing Trent’s face between her legs, her sexual appetite ravenous after days without them.
Kane was enjoying the view, the sight of her rolling her eyes in abandon as she thrust against Trent’s face, his cock pressing uncomfortably against his pants, and he unzipped and pulled it out, walking to the side of her and reaching for her face, pulling her to his cock, taking it in his hand, rigid and inflexible and pushing her head down onto it, needing her to suck it, needing to fuck her mouth, unable to hold back.
The atmosphere in the bathroom was tense and fierce, and they all knew deep down that this new roughness was driven by their grief, their need to banish it, to lose themselves in sexual nihilism; an aggression in them Gabrielle had not seen before but that she herself felt. She latched onto Kane’s cock with her mouth, taking it in, sucking on it hard as he pushed it deep into her mouth.
The room smelt of raw sex as Gabrielle’s pussy dripped into Trent’s mouth and Conrad could barely contain his pressing erection for her. Unzipping, he pulled out his cock and lifting her buttocks up from his lap with firm hands he pushed his cock between the cheeks of her ass, squeezing her cheeks together and squashing his cock between them, pumping his cock thrusting upward, his cock almost reaching Trent’s mouth as he rolled his hips and rubbed the head of it between her cheeks, the friction of it getting him off alone without even being inside her as she continued to fuck herself against Trent’s mouth, rubbing her clit all over his face in her writhing.
The teasing sensation of Conrad’s cock rubbing against the tender rim of her ass reminded her of much of their previous times together when they had taken her past the point she had never been before and fucked her in ways she had never dreamed of doing before, and the memories of that drove her to orgasm as she came against Trent’s mouth letting out a long moan of carnal satisfaction at what she had done, all the while Kane’s cock pumping in her mouth as he fucked her face, barely holding back, his balls slapping against her chin, his raw masculine scent filling her nostrils, his roars of pleasure loud in the confined space of the bathroom as he kept reaching the point where he would nearly come.
Trent was desperate to fuck her after she had come all over his face, the scent of her sex filling his nostrils, driving him crazy. He rose and as he watched Conrad’s cock pocking up between her ass cheeks as he pumped between them, Trent grabbed his cock and plunged it straight into Gabrielle’s cunt, soaking wet from her orgasm and her muscles inside grabbed him tightly as he entered her, trying to pull him even deeper into her as if he needed any help from the pounding he was giving her; pure primal urgent need running through every sinew of his body, his grief driving him on to a ferocity he was not used to forcing on her but he could not hold back and Conrad found it near impossible not to cum as his cock felt the vibrations of Trent’s fevered thrust, the speed and force he was using, though not hurting her but fucking her like she’d never been fucked before, the wildness in his eyes, the intensity of a hunger so strong as they seared into her, pure male dominant power that she yielded to, bonding her to him with a passion stronger than anything she had ever known, and he came hard into her, his thighs locked as he shuddered against her and he threw his head back with a guttural roar.
Pulling out of her he moved aside quickly to let the other brothers at her and Kane pulled his cock from her mouth urgently to fill her cunt with it, as Conrad knew that Kane would have to be quick or he would end up shooting his cum between her ass cheeks as he held them squashed against his cock, her delicious fleshy softness encasing them completely in a tight erotic embrace, but Kane was quick; he had stopped himself several times from cuming in her mouth, easing off and slowing down, wanting to bury himself in her, re-claim her after her absence.
She knew they all had strongest will-power she had ever witnessed, being harnessed, she presumed, from their hardened time in the military. The discipline they showed was incredible. As Kane took her hard and fast, Trent leaned against the wall of the bathroom, recovering and taking in the beautiful sight of her, legs spread wide open receiving Kane’s cock, her face a study in decadent pleasure as Kane fucked her and Conrad thrust his cock between her cheeks.
Brandon was almost out of control as he stood watching, his cock hurting him as it strained and his balls aching to get at her. As Kane pulled out of her, Brandon took his place and plunged his cock into her wetness, luxuriating in the slippery wetness of his brothers’ cum inside her. As Brandon pounded her, Conrad exploded between her ass cheeks, his cum shooting up hitting her pussy and Brandon’s cock in a filthy display as Trent and Kane watched it, and Kane carried on pounding her cunt without hesitation, pumping his thick cock hard into her, driving her further into orgasm again as Trent and Kane held onto her tits, pulling on her nipples erotically, watching her get fucked as Brandon drove her hard until they both came against each other in wild abandon.
Trent picked her up into his arms off of Conrad’s lap, and carried her down the stairs to the huge shower they had installed where there was plenty of room for them all, and as the water ran over their bodies Gabrielle was caressed and washed by them all, their hands running over every part of her body softly, surrounding her and encasing her in a slow sensual devotion as though she were their most precious possession, the care they took with her.
They had decided the entire day was to be dedicated to sexual pleasure. Usually she did not stay the night, returning to her apartment in the early hours to sleep and study during the day time, retuning in the evening to the Club, but the tragedy had led her to stay with them the night before and though usually the men were not at the Club in the daytime either, off seeing to their multi-million dollar businesses, today they all needed to stay here together to work through their grief by taking their sexual demands to the maximum, to lose themselves in a hedonistic orgy of pure animal carnality.
The agreement between the brothers had been that none of them were to be in relationships, nor marry whilst coming to the Club, unless they chose to take that path, in which case at that time they would have to leave. Given that condition, none of them had anyone to go home to. This was in effect their home, and Gabrielle their woman.
They led her from the shower to the basement pool area, warm and softly lit with blue lighting lending the room a relaxing sensual air. The men, Kane, Brandon, Trent and Conrad had between them decided that before they dressed for lunch they wanted Gabrielle to pleasure herself on them.
Each lay down next to each other on the padded recliners by the side of the pool. They told Gabrielle that she was to do whatever she liked to them to satisfy herself, craving to be used by her body and encouraging her to use their bodies sexually to bring herself to orgasm.
As she stood naked in front of them she was overwhelmed by the stunning sight of their glorious naked bodies, their perfectly toned flat stomachs muscular thighs and broad firm chests. Each of them maintaining their bodies in a peak state of fitness as dictated by their profession.
She stood in awe at the gifts they were so willingly giving her, the freedom to let herself go on all of them, to do anything she wanted. She didn’t know which of them to go to first, impossible to make a choice, and so moving to Brandon who was closest to her she straddled him, putting one leg over the other side of the recliner and picking up a bottle of oil beside the chair that they kept there to massage her with some evenings. She opened the lid and pouring some onto her hand she rubbed the oil between her legs, drenching her pussy with it before pouring some onto Brandon’s cock.
She held absolutely no modesty at the thought of all the other men watching her, not now, after everything they had done together, after the many times they had reassured her in the beginning that they adored her body, which she knew was far from perfect, but they truly seemed to love it, treasure it.
Keeping her feet flat on the floor she sat herself down on top of Brandon’s cock and with her hands holding either side of the recliner she began to rub her pussy all over his cock as the other men watched her, rolling her hips and rubbing back and forth along Brandon’s cock, feeling it harden almost instantly as her clit rubbed on the head of his cock, feeling the hard throbbing pulsing of her clit sending deep arousal up inside her, her muscles inside clenching from the delicious sensations.
She didn’t want to stop but she knew she was neglecting the others and she wanted to give back to them everything they had given her and so she pulled herself reluctantly off Brandon and moved to Kane, repeating exactly what she had done to Brandon, and as Kane stiffened beneath her, reaching and rubbing her breasts as she rubbed herself off on his cock.
He tweaked her nipples sending electricity through her and she couldn’t stop herself this time from climaxing as she slid back and forth fast along his cock, rolling her hips and rubbing her clit hard on the big head of his cock, her hands reaching to cover his as they squeezed her breasts and he exploded onto her clitoris, covering her pussy in his cum as her clit relentlessly rubbed against his head, aftershocks rushing through him. She almost collapsed on top of him, her legs turning to jelly as her orgasm reverberated through her, but before she had the chance she felt arms lifting her up and Trent pulled her off Kane and bought her to his recliner where he lay back down and pulled he immediately on top of him, sitting her on him like the others, his firm erection hard between them as his hands reached between her legs and he opened up her pussy lips with his fingers, pushing two of his fingers inside of her to feel her wetness from her orgasm; his fingers making slurping sounds as he thrust them in and out of her wet pussy, fingering her fast.
Unable to wait any longer he pulled his fingers out and eased his cock into her slowly, his size big and careful not to hurt her with his girth, but she took him into her sticky wetness easily and her muscles latched onto his cock greedy for him as he started to fuck her with long upward thrusts.
Conrad watched, so close to him as he lay there, his own cock erect for a while having taken in the whole scene of her massaging the other men’s cocks, and he knew what he wanted to do to her.
Standing, as he watched her breasts wobble from Trent’s pounding of her, he walked behind her and grabbed hold of her buttocks, holding her still while Trent fucked his cock into her and gently rubbing the oil from around her pussy onto her ass, he rimmed it with his finger, teasingly beginning to poke his finger into it, stretching her gently before sticking another finger inside her and with his two fingers he started to fuck her ass as his other hand held onto his cock and he stroked his cock toward her beautiful ass slowly, trying to slow himself down but needing to touch himself from the sexually beautiful sight of his fingers in her ass as she got fucked by another man; his raw desire to fuck her obsessing him as he watched her, her head thrown back in a state of sexual bliss and he could hold off no longer as he positioned himself behind her and brought his cock between her cheeks pulling out his fingers and pulling her ass open to fill it with his cock, going in gently carefully at first, this still new to her, wishing to pleasure her not hurt her, and ever so slowly he held onto her hips and eased his cock up her ass, and as it went deeper he could feel Trent’s cock pumping hard inside her, the excitement he felt from that action taking him ever the edge instantly and as Trent took her pussy, he came in her ass, his mouth against her back, his breath hot against her.
Brandon rose from his recliner as Conrad pulled out of her, waiting for Trent to finish, needing to claim her himself, and as Trent came hard into her with a loud cry of pure release Brandon pulled her from Trent’s lap and turned her around, bent her over Trent and entered her pussy from behind, as Trent pulled her hand down onto his cock, still feeling the pleasure of his climax. Brandon pumped hard unremittingly fucking her as the others stood and watched him, his thighs solid, his ass tight as he rammed into her from behind until he came, Trent now rubbing her clitoris teasingly from underneath her as she stroked his cock, rolling his fingers on her sweet sticky nub which was pulsing desperately and she let out a cry as she came against his fingers.
When they were all done, Conrad told her that he wanted her to go and relax in the lounge for a while but that he would expect her formally dressed for a late lunch.
Chapter Four
Despite their frequent nakedness they enjoyed dressing with sartorial elegance. They wore immaculately tailored three piece suits, tightly fitted shirts, and ties, looking like they had just stepped off the runway of a fashion show. With the chiselled features of their faces they could all have been mistaken for male models, save for the odd small scar here or there from their military escapades yet their bodies were bigger than models, more pumped, rugged, and firm beyond belief.
For Gabrielle they had purchased or had hand-made the most exquisite dresses that when she wore them made her feel like she had stepped back in time to a more glamorous age, the lavish decadent designs utterly luxurious and fitted to her figure perfectly. From ball gowns to the most sensual negligees and lingerie of the finest materials, so soft and seductive against her skin that she felt absolutely pampered; silk panties that caressed her sex as she walked; silk stockings so smooth against her legs as they ran their hands up her.
They were to have a late lunch and they wanted her to dress up for it. She had chosen a black corseted gown with tiny purple flowers em
broidered, taffeta layers in the skirt that ended just below her buttocks, deliberately designed like that so that if she leaned she would expose herself to them.
Brandon and Kane had prepared the food. They kept no staff here, valuing their privacy although a team of cleaners would come early each morning to maintain the place.
She’d never dined with them before and they sat her down with them in the dining room, raising a toast to their fallen brother with his favourite whisky before opening a bottle of champagne. The sadness they had felt earlier fell over the table and they ate in a quiet sombre mood.
They asked her about what she had done on the short holiday they had sent her on.
“We’re you a good girl?” Conrad asked.
“Yes, of course. I wouldn’t want anyone else. I spent the time reading, swimming, having spa treatments; it was amazing, thank you so much.”
“It’s our pleasure. Well, we’re glad you behaved yourself. We are not prepared to share you.”
“I know.” She reassured them, thrilled by his possessive statement.
After lunch Conrad suggested that Brandon and Kane, given that they had taken the time to prepare such a delicious light meal, should take Gabrielle into her special room.
“Take her into the room we decided on earlier and warm her up.”
Though this was a treat meant for Gabrielle, Conrad knew full well just how much unadulterated pleasure Brandon and Kane would get from it themselves, and so it was just as much for them.
She wasn’t sure to which room Conrad referred, but she stood ready to follow them. As she left the table Conrad gestured for her to go over to him and as she stood in front of him he reached to her neck and with a hand around the back of it possessively pulled her down gently to him to kiss her luxuriously, his lips meeting her mouth tenderly as he brushed his lips softly against hers, his tongue coaxing her to open her lips to take his tongue, and his tongue found hers, slowly provocatively playing with it, his hand coming to her face to stroke it lovingly as his kiss deepened.
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