by Sam Crescent
“How many men have you had before?” Ethan asked.
“One.”
“You’ve only had one man?” Marshall asked.
“Yes. Only one man, and he told me I was useless.”
“Wow, I never thought we’d have a virgin at thirty years old,” Gavin said.
“I’m not a virgin.”
“No? Tell me, have you ever been fucked that it is almost impossible for you to walk?” Gavin asked.
She moaned. “No.”
“No?” Gavin smiled.
“How about your ass?” Billy asked.
“What about it?”
“You ever had a man fuck your ass? Push his cock in that tight little hole and stretch you to take all of it?”
No, she really hadn’t, but she wanted it. She shook her head. “No.”
“Babe, you’re sounding more innocent with every second we’re talking.”
“What about your mouth?” Marshall asked.
“What about it?”
“You ever gagged on a man’s cock as he thrusts it in your mouth?”
She sighed and shook her head. She’d never experienced anything that they’d talked about.
“Would you like a little taste?” Pops asked.
“A little taste?”
“Yeah.” He kissed her neck, the hard stubble around his mouth rubbing against the sensitive skin, turning her on. “Marshall, come forward.”
The large man stepped in front of her.
“Open her shirt.”
She held her breath as Marshall without any other instruction worked open the buttons of her white shirt. She’d dressed for business in a plain black skirt and crisp white shirt.
“Damn, I hope your panties match your bra.” Marshall ran a finger across the lace covering her bra. “Look at those tits. I can see how red her nipples are.”
“You want a taste?” Pops asked.
“Yeah, I do. She’s going to taste so fucking sweet. My mouth is watering.”
“What do you think, baby?” he asked, licking her earlobe. “Do you think we should let him have a taste of perfection?”
Why did he have to sound so bossy and hot at the same time?
She couldn’t believe the power he had over her.
Rosie nodded, moaning out a yes at the same time.
“Go on, Marshall, have a taste of her tits.”
There was no turning back, and she didn’t want to.
Chapter Four
Rosie’s tits were so pale, and big. Pops held her in his arms as Marshall ran his finger over the lace and pulled it down, exposing her tit to the room. Her nipple was puckered, the tip begging for some lips wrapped around it.
“You want me to lick your tits?” Marshall asked.
Pops didn’t say anything, waiting for Rosie to make that decision.
“Yes, please, yes.”
Even now with five men wanting to bend her over and fuck her brains out, she was still being polite. He wanted her dirty, screaming, and begging to be fucked. Her pussy would be so damn tight, and he couldn’t wait to be one of the men to stretch it out.
Marshall lowered his head, and Pops watched as he flicked one tip with his tongue, then ran it across her chest toward the next. He sucked her nipple, biting down, and making her cry out.
Pops gathered up her skirt, exposing her thighs.
“Can I touch you?” he asked.
“Yes, please, touch me.” She rested her head against his shoulder.
He nodded toward Billy and Ethan, and they moved, kneeling at her feet, and gathering the skirt up then taking the panties away from her pussy.
“You want this to stop at any time, you tell us.”
“I don’t want you to stop. I want you to touch me,” she said.
“She smells so good,” Ethan said.
Pops couldn’t resist a touch, so he ran his hand up the inside of her thigh, and cupped her pussy. She had fine pubic hairs, and he was going to have to shave all of them off. He liked his women bare.
“I’m going to prepare you for us, baby. Have you nice and bare. We can suck and lick the whole of your pussy,” he said. “Will you trust me?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” He sucked on her neck and plunged a finger deep into her tight cunt. Pops had known she was going to be tight, but he didn’t realize how much. He added a second finger and started to pump in and out.
“She looks so fucking beautiful,” Ethan said.
“Yeah,” Billy said. “She’s so wet. Go on, Pops, pump in and out.”
“Please, it feels so good.”
Marshall grabbed her tits and pressed them together.
“I need more,” she said.
“She’s such a greedy little bitch,” Gavin said.
Pops stared at the man who was watching them. “Why don’t you come and touch rather than look?”
“You don’t know how sexy she looks among the four of you.”
Billy touched her pussy, sliding his fingers through her slit. Pulling his finger from her pussy, he sucked it into his mouth, tasting her.
Wrapping an arm around her waist, Pops growled against her ear. “You taste so fucking good, baby.”
“Pops?” she asked.
“Yeah.”
“I need…”
“Tell me what you need?” he asked.
“I need to come. Please, let me come.”
“You heard that, boys?” Pops asked.
“Fuck, I want to taste her.” Ethan moved in, and Pops watched as he flicked her clit, and then move out of the way for Billy to have a go.
Marshall was always a tit man, and he was happy licking, sucking, and biting her nipples.
“I’m going to fuck these beauties.”
“Do you see how fucking hot you are? We all want to fuck you, Rosie.”
“I’m not very good.”
“Your ex tell you that?”
“Yes.”
“How about we ignore what your ex says? You have me, and the boys, and we know what we’re talking about. The bastard, whoever he is, didn’t know what he was talking about. Let us take care of you, Rosie.”
“Okay,” she said, moaning.
Gavin stood, watching, and Pops saw he wasn’t unaffected by the view. His cock pressed against the front of his jeans. Wanting to share a woman, you soon learned not to be bothered by another man’s desire.
All of these men were his best friends. They were all loyal to each other, and he wouldn’t replace them with anyone else.
Sliding his hand down between her legs, he slammed two fingers inside her as Ethan and Billy licked her pussy.
It had clearly been a long time for their woman as Rosie came apart. Her orgasm was so natural, so beautiful, and so perfect. He didn’t want to stop, not ever, and he’d not even fucked her yet.
Her pussy tightened around his fingers, covering his fingers with her cream. None of them rushed away to wash the scent of her off their bodies.
“Oh, God, we just did that and anyone could have walked in,” she said.
Her cheeks were flushed, and her body shaking just a little bit.
“No one would have walked in here.” He wouldn’t have let anyone see her. The only men who were ever going to see her naked was them.
“We don’t want you to sell your shop,” Gavin said.
“Why?”
“We’re going to pay to have the shop extended, and for you to have your dream.”
Pops continued to hold her as Gavin talked. Right now, they were all reeling a little from her reaction to them. He knew he was, and Gavin seemed to be the only sane one there.
“I don’t understand. Why would you do that for me?”
“Don’t you get it right now?” Pops asked.
“Get what?” she asked.
“It’s simple. As far as I’m concerned, you belong to us. You let us touch your sweet little pussy, and we’re going to be inside you, and as such, that means we take care of you. You’re ours
.”
“I’ve never belonged to anyone before,” she said.
“Well now you’re going to have to get used to it.” They were never going to let her go. He saw the pleasure in his friends’ eyes, and they’d talked often. Rosie was the woman meant for them.
****
The men wouldn’t let her drive back, so Gavin was driving her back toward her shop.
Rosie didn’t have any panties on either. The men had ruined them.
She glanced over at the man who was sitting beside her. He’d not said a word, and she didn’t have a clue what he was thinking. Four men had been touching her body, bringing her to orgasm while he watched.
“You don’t have to worry.”
“I can’t stop worrying.”
He took hold of her hand and pressed a kiss to her knuckles. “Why don’t you tell me why you’re worried? You have nothing to be upset or afraid of.”
“I was just naked in front of five men.” She pulled her hand away from his and moaned. “God, I’m a whore. I’m sleeping with men for money.”
Gavin growled and swerved the car, parking it up against the side of the road.
She frowned looking around them. “Why have you stopped?”
“It’s simple. You’re not a whore.”
“You’ve paid off my loan.”
“We did that before you even fucking agreed. We’re not going to force you to fuck us, Rosie. This is about us sharing, and finding a possible future together.”
“Possible future?”
“Yeah, the six of us. One big happy family.” He cupped her face, and before she knew what was happening, his lips were smashed against hers. The hand on her cheek moved behind her head, keeping her captive with his touch. Gavin slid his tongue across her bottom lip, and she gasped, opening up to him. He took full advantage, plunging inside, and she tasted him. It was her first real kiss, and it was like the past few kisses she’d gotten were nothing in comparison.
He bit her bottom lip, sucking on it as he released her. “What are you feeling?”
“I don’t want you to stop.”
“Are you attracted to all five of us?”
She bit the same lip he had seconds before, not wanting to answer. “It’s wrong.”
“Why is it wrong?”
“Hello, five men. Slut!”
He tilted her head back with his thumbs underneath her chin. “You’ve got that wrong. You’ll only ever know the five of us. We don’t share.”
Again, she was confused. “Five of you? Isn’t that sharing?”
“Not in the right way. We’ll be the only five you ever fucking touch, and you better get used to it. We don’t share with anyone else.” He groaned, kissing her one final time. “I’ve got to get you safely to your shop. I don’t want to cause too much damage.”
Her heart was pounding. “You want this?”
“Yes, I want this.”
“Why?”
“Why not? You’re a sexy woman, and I’ve been wanting you for fucking years, babe. I’ve stood back, watched and waited, wanting you but knowing the truth that I could never have you.”
“Why couldn’t you have me?”
“You had to be ready for the five of us. I wasn’t about to attempt to claim you by myself.”
“I really don’t understand what you guys can get out of it. What if you find someone else attractive?”
“It’s not going to happen. We all want you, and you alone.” He kissed her again, and finally pulled away. “Rosie, we’ve all been to hell and back over the years. For the most part, we’re like brothers, stronger than brothers. There’s no one else I’d want to spend the rest of my life with. They’re my family. Today, seeing you held by the others, I wasn’t jealous, or consumed with a need to tear you away from them. I loved watching you. I loved seeing the way you let go and gave them everything.” He ran fingers through his hair. “I love being able to watch, and to know I’m going to get my turn. There’s a connection among all of us. We’re hoping you’d be willing to be part of that, and it doesn’t make you a whore. We’ve always agreed that we’d take care of you.”
He started up the car and pulled on the road toward town.
She was still shocked by everything that happened. He pulled up outside of her shop and handed her the keys. “We’ve called ahead, told Joe not to let you drive. You have our number, you need anything, call us.”
Gavin climbed out of the car, and she watched as Ethan pulled up.
There was no cocky wink, or lewd comments. She looked around the town, seeing that no one was paying them any attention.
“It’s private, Rosie. We’ll never do anything to hurt you.”
He left her stood at the side of the road. She waited for him to jump into Ethan’s truck. “We’re not leaving until you go into your shop,” Ethan said.
She turned and made her way upstairs, and finally looked back at them, giving them a wave. Entering the shop, she glared at Joe. “You’re fired.”
“No, honey, I’m not. Besides, I’m bored, as staring at the mirror all day at my awesomeness gets a little boring.”
She glared at him. “Pops called you?”
“Yep. Told me to make sure you’re taken care of. I told him that I didn’t need him to tell me how to look after my girl.” Joe was filing his nails. “I’m not sure I like this red. What do you think?”
“I think you’re not my friend.”
“So, you got freaky with the five Old Boyz?”
She paused, staring at her best friend, and not knowing what to say.
“You did? Oh, wow, this is the best news I’ve heard all day. You must tell me everything.”
“No, I’m not telling you anything. You’re on their side.”
“I’m totally on your side. I want you to get laid.”
She removed her jacket and handed Joe her keys. There was no point in arguing with the men in her life. They would stop her, and right now she didn’t feel in a good enough place to drive.
“I like them, Joe. It’s not just about the sex, even though it’s—”
“A dream come true.”
“It really is.” She sighed. “Is it wrong to want this?”
“Sweetie, it’s wrong to not want this.”
She chuckled. Trust Joe to make her feel better.
Chapter Five
Over the next couple of days, Rosie stayed at her shop as each of the Old Boyz came and did some measurements. She was surprised that each of them had a certain skill installing a café. When she asked Billy about it, he promised they would get someone with the appropriate skills required.
“Damn, are you hiring me again?” Joe asked.
“No, and I don’t know why you’re still here.”
“I’ll be here when there’s something like that to look at. Just look at them. Roar.”
She rolled her eyes but couldn’t disagree with him. They really were something hot to look at. By the fifth day, she stood at the curtain staring into the room and fanning herself. Her mouth was salivating, and she caught Pops bent over, measuring for her sink. She took a sip of her coffee and gasped as the hot liquid touched her lips.
“Like what you see, babe?” Pops asked, turning to look at her.
“A little bit.”
He laughed. “You’re a bad liar.”
“I’ve never been really good at it.” She shrugged. “Would you like a coffee?”
“Sure.”
She left him alone to go and make a coffee. The shop was closed as it was late, and Pops was the only one left for the day. Humming to herself, she was spooning in the sugar when she felt Pops move in behind her.
“Hello, beautiful.”
“Hey,” she said. Her heart was pounding, and she didn’t know what to make of his sudden close touching. Five days had gone by since she’d agreed to be with them, and even though she’d seen them every single day, not once had they initiated anything intimate. Sure, there had been a few touches, some light stroking, a
nd certainly a lot of flirting, but nothing major.
“Here,” she said.
He took the coffee from her and placed it back on the counter. “Gavin said that he’s worried about you.”
“There’s no need to be worried about me. I’m good.”
Pops kept staring at her, and she didn’t know what to do or what to say to make him see that she was fine, more than fine. “What did I tell you about being a bad liar?”
She rolled her eyes. “I’m not lying.”
“Tell me the truth. What is going on in that head of yours?”
“I don’t know.”
“Lying?” he asked.
“No, I’m not lying. I don’t know what you want me to say or do. I’m confused. All five of you have said that I belong to you, and yet other than that first day, nothing has happened. Have I done something wrong?”
He tilted her head back, running his thumb across her lip, and the simple action drove her crazy. Didn’t he know how much she loved his touch? Craved it.
“We’re giving you time to get accustomed to us.”
“I’m ready.”
“Really? You’re ready for the five of us? To become ours?”
“Yes.”
The hand on her chin moved down, stroking down her neck, across her pulse toward her breasts.
“You’re ready to have five men see you completely naked, without a stitch of clothing on?”
“Yes.”
“To have all five of us completely naked, our dicks rock hard, waiting to be inside you?”
“Yes.” That last one wasn’t said with much conviction. She hesitated, staring at him.
“We all want you, Rosie. It’s not a question of if. It’s a question of when. When will you give us everything? It’s not just about sex.”
“What more do you want?” She knew the answer to that. It was so clear. They had all told her at least once over the past five days that they wanted more than just her body. What they all wanted, all five of them, was a complete commitment from her. This wasn’t just about a quick fuck, or getting their rocks off ordering a woman around. They wanted it all from her, and she had to be willing.
Joe thought she was an idiot to wait so long.
This was a once in a lifetime offer, maybe not even a once in a lifetime. She didn’t have just one man after her, she had five.