by Sam Crescent
She stood before them in only her red heels, and lacy red panties. Her black hair tumbled down her back, but as far as he was concerned, she was perfection. There was no other woman that could compare to her. Not now, not ever.
“This is who I am. I’m not perfect. I’m not slim, or fit. I have wobbly bits, and I enjoy owning a book store. Tonight was fun, but I prefer watching movies, and drinking hot chocolate to dancing. I like turkey at Thanksgiving and Christmas, lamb at Easter, and I always dress up for Halloween, even if no one sees me. Joe’s my best friend. He’s like a brother to me, and I would never want to give him up. I want children, lots of children, and I love cooking. I’ve never had a lot of sex, and I’ve told you what I think about that.” She turned full circle. “I want to give this a try. I want you all, and not just for sex. I enjoy being with you, and I don’t want this to stop. I’m ready for you all.”
From the looks of all of his friends, they were all ready as well.
Chapter Seven
Rosie’s heart was racing, and she was nervous. She hoped that they couldn’t see how nervous she was. Staring at Pops, she saw his gaze hadn’t moved from hers. All of the men were rock hard, or at least according to the outlines against their jeans, they were. She was soaking wet and desperate to feel one or all of them.
She was surprised when Gavin took the first step toward her. He shoved his fingers into her hair and pulled her close. Gasping out, she didn’t get another sound as he claimed her lips, ravishing her mouth. He plundered inside, and she gripped his shoulders, whimpering as he slid a leg between her thighs, rubbing her pussy.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Billy said, coming right up behind her and moving her hair out of the way to kiss her neck.
Every single man surrounded her, and when she opened her eyes, she saw this time that Pops was looking at them. His gaze was hot, and just by looking at him, she knew he was loving the sight of her among the four men.
“Do you know how sexy you look?” he asked.
She shook her head.
The sound of tearing filled the air, and her panties were gone, tossed aside.
“Hey, I liked those panties.”
“You really shouldn’t wear them, babe,” Ethan said. “They’re only going to get in the way, and I want you fucking bare.”
Gavin sank down to his knees, and they shuffled back, going to the bed.
“You going to taste her pretty pussy?” Pops asked, pulling his shirt over his head, and throwing it into a pile.
This was it. It was going to happen, and she wanted it. She wanted all of them, and it wasn’t just because they had paid for her loan. The attraction she felt toward them was strong, and that was never going to stop. What if she actually loved these men? Was it possible to love five men at the same time?
Looking at each one of them, she knew it was the truth. She loved them, and there was no coming back from that. Each one was going to make love to her, and in the process, they were going to own every single part of her.
****
The others had already started to get naked, and Marshall already stood completely naked, wrapping his fingers around his cock, and pumping the length. Marshall was a large man in everything. Pops wasn’t jealous or envious. He was more than happy with what he had.
“You ready for this, babe?” Gavin asked.
“Yes.”
With her sitting on the edge of the bed, they pulled her toward the edge, and lifted her thighs so that they were spread open. He saw her red cunt, and knew he was going to be balls deep inside her tonight.
She was perfect. Her tits quivered with each of her indrawn breaths. Ethan sucked on one nipple, Billy the other, and Marshall was near her head, stroking and loving her.
Removing his jeans, Pops gripped his cock, smearing the top with pre-cum.
“Do you want to suck Marshall’s cock?” he asked.
She nodded.
Marshall moved so that he was against her lips. Pops watched as Marshall held the tip to her lips and ran it across, leaving pre-cum.
“Lick it.”
She licked it up and moaned. “I want more.”
Rosie opened her mouth, and Marshall slowly slid his length inside her. Seeing her mouth stretch around Marshall’s cock nearly brought Pops to his knees.
“Oh, she tastes so fucking perfect,” Gavin said.
“I did tell you,” Pops said. He’d only had one taste, but he knew that wasn’t enough. Gavin opened the lips of her sex, showing off her swollen clit, and the tight hole of her cunt. Pre-cum leaked out of his own cock, and Pops smeared it over the tip, gritting his teeth as he watched.
Marshall moved out of the way and gave Billy the chance to let her suck his cock. They stroked her body and sucked on her nipples.
Unable to not touch her, Pops stepped forward, tapping Gavin’s shoulder. His friend moved out of the way, licking his lips as he did.
Kneeling in front of her, Pops kept his gaze on hers as he moved closer.
She sank her teeth into her lip as he swiped his tongue from her entrance, up to her clit, and circling the bud.
“Oh fuck,” she said.
“That’s right, baby. You belong to us,” Gavin said, moving up beside her. He cupped her cheek, pulling her away from Billy’s cock to kiss her.
Their tongues collided as they deepened the kiss. Billy fucked his fist, watching. They were all touching themselves as they watched Rosie.
Plunging two fingers into her cunt, Pops started to stretch her pussy, loving the way she was thrusting onto his digits. She was perfect for them. Rosie was so open, so giving, and he loved her. He loved her so much, and life before her had been pale in comparison. It was stupid that the past five days had been the fucking best of his forty-five years. What did that make him? No other woman could compare to Rosie, and he didn’t want anyone else. Rosie was his everything, and he wanted the future to be surrounded by her.
Looking at each of his friends, the way they looked at Rosie, he knew they all felt the same.
Maybe they were fucked up for wanting what they did. Who cared? They didn’t hurt anyone. This was among the six of them, and he would call anyone out for giving his woman shit. No one else stepped forward when Peter was giving her shit. They were the only ones that cared, and they were the only ones that fought for her.
Sucking her clit into his mouth, he flicked his tongue against her clit, and released her. Sliding his tongue down her pussy, he plunged inside her, fucking hard while also wishing it was his cock going deep within her.
“Oh, that feels so good. So good. Don’t stop.”
Pops tongued her clit, drawing her off the bed, and teasing her cunt, coating his fingers through her slit. Once they were really wet, he drew them back, teasing her anus.
“We’re going to want you here. Are you ready for that?” he asked.
“Yes, I’m ready. I’ve been using my dildo, preparing my ass,” she said, surprising him.
“You’ve been wanting this?” he asked.
“Yes. I did the math. Five men, I knew I’d need all the help I can get.”
He laughed. “You’re just full of surprises.” He teased over her anus, working a slick finger into her tight little hole.
She gasped, and he waited for her to relax before pushing more of his finger inside her.
“Are you sure you’re ready for this?” he asked.
“Yes. I want it, Pops. I want it all.”
He pushed his finger into her ass at the same time he took her clit into his mouth, sucking hard. Using his teeth, he bit down on her clit, soothing out the pain.
“She’s so fucking responsive,” Gavin said.
Billy moved from her mouth, and Ethan took his turn, sliding his cock into her mouth, getting him nice and slick.
“Her mouth is fucking heaven,” Ethan said. His eyes rolled back in his head, and he groaned, going deep.
Pops worked her ass and her pussy, stretching her, and giving her a chance to take
all of him.
When she came, he swallowed her cream, loving the taste of her.
“Tell me, baby, what do you want me to do?” Pops asked.
“I want you to fuck me. Please, fuck me.” She released Ethan long enough to beg him.
He looked at his men, and Ethan pulled away from her.
“This first time, we’re all going to take our time,” Marshall said.
Pops was surprised when his friends stepped away, leaving him to be the first. They didn’t leave the room.
“I don’t understand,” she said.
“There’s five of us, baby. That’s a lot to take in for your first time. How do you feel to taking each of us?” Pops asked. “Do you think you can handle that?”
She nodded.
“There’s no judging here,” Gavin said. “We won’t think less of you. This is what we want.”
Again, she nodded.
****
Rosie was aware of the men around them, but she kept her gaze on Pops. He moved her up the bed so that she was against the covers. Her body was on fire, and she couldn’t believe that five men wanted her. They really did want her.
“I’m going to grab a condom.”
Pops climbed off the bed, grabbing a large box from one of the drawers. He threw several packets at the others, and she watched each of them tear into the foil packet, and slide the latex on.
This is happening.
I’m going to have sex with them.
Not just sex.
You’re going to make love to them.
She was in love with them.
Her own feelings consumed her, and as Pops crawled on the bed, she couldn’t hide her feelings. She wanted him so much.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
They were always asking how she was.
“I’m fine.”
“You tell me to stop, and I’ll stop.”
She didn’t want this to ever stop. The feelings they were inspiring inside her were not going to stop.
“Make love to me, Pops.”
He pressed his lips against hers, pushing her back to the bed. Placing her hand on his shoulders, she held onto him, moaning as he plundered inside her mouth.
Suddenly, he pulled away, and she couldn’t look away as he ran stroked his cock covered with the condom. He held the latex at the base as he did so, keeping it on.
He moved the tip through her sex, stroking over her clit. The moment he touched her, she gasped, arching up. Her nerves were on end, and not in a bad way. Pops moved his cock down to her entrance, and she cried out as in one quick thrust, he filled her to the brim.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he said.
“You’re big.”
Pops took hold of her hands, pressing them against her head, as he held her down. He felt so right inside her, so big and so perfect.
She squeezed his hands.
“I’ve been dreaming of being inside you for years, baby.”
“You have?”
“Yeah, I have.” He pressed kisses against her lips and neck, each touch heightening her need for him.
She closed her eyes, basking in his touch, knowing that she had been waiting as well. Pops and his friends had been on her radar for as long as she could remember. She’d never acted on her attraction for him because it felt wrong to her. There was no way she could ask one man out, let alone five.
This was what living was all about.
He pulled out of her and slammed every inch of his cock back inside. She screamed his name, begging for more.
Pops rode her hard, and she didn’t look away, wanting him. His cock worked on muscles that she’d not used for years. He was by far better than her dildo or a vibrator.
“Fuck,” he said. “I’m not going to last.”
“Please, Pops, please,” she said.
He released her hand, and reached between them, teasing her clit as he did. That was all it took, a few strokes, and she came apart, screaming his name.
Seconds later, he joined her, groaning as he filled the condom.
She felt the jump in his cock and the pulse as he filled her.
“I love you, Rosie, I fucking love you.”
She soared. There was no other explanation for it. His admission was so pure, and spoken from the heart that she knew he didn’t lie.
He kissed her lips, taking his time as she came down from heaven in his arms. “Are you ready for another?” he asked.
Yes, she was ready. She was ready to face the future with her men, head on.
Chapter Eight
Pops sat down in the chair watching as Billy moved onto the bed. They would all take their turns, and when she had enough, they’d stopped. Billy didn’t slide inside her. He stroked her body, getting her to respond.
“Are you okay?” Gavin asked.
“Yeah, I’m good.”
“You told her you loved her.”
“I do.”
“We all do.”
“Well let’s hope this is the first night of the rest of our lives.”
Pops watched as Billy took his time, awakening her body once again before making love to her.
The connection was there with Billy as it was with him. This was more than he could have ever hoped for. As Billy drove her toward another climax, he joined her, and Pops heard the same sounds of love that he’d spilled.
Pops just couldn’t keep them in anymore. He loved her, and he wanted the world to know how much he loved her. Marshall took Billy’s place, and he watched as Rosie opened up, accepting them all. He saw the worry be replaced by love, and the hesitation taken over by acceptance.
As each of them took their turn, making love to her, Pops felt the tightness in the chest start to ease. He hadn’t realized how fucking nervous he was until that moment.
The love he felt consumed him, and he wanted this feeling to last.
Ethan and Gavin took their turns, and Pops left as they took care of her. He made his way toward the kitchen, and put together some sandwiches for all of them. He was the oldest of all of the men, and he felt it a duty to make sure he did everything right.
Billy came to the kitchen. “You okay, boss?”
“Yeah, I’m fine.”
“We all love her. We know how important this is for all of us, and for you.”
Pops looked over at his friend. “Why aren’t you with her?”
“They’re all taking care of her, lavishing her with attention and love, showing her that we don’t judge. We all want her. I figured I’d come and see how you’re holding up. I know you like to put a brave face on it. You don’t need to.”
He sighed. “We’re so close.”
“Yes. Some women can’t see past this being a good time. We’re going to show her differently,” Billy said.
“I just, I don’t know what I’d do without her. Being with her, inside her, it makes it harder to deny my feelings for her. For five years I’ve kept my distance, hoping that these feelings would fade, and yet they never do. They get stronger.”
Pops finished assembling the sandwiches, and finally, he was composed and ready for the day. “Let’s go back up to our woman.”
Following behind Billy, he found Rosie lying in the bed with the men surrounding her.
“I can brush my own hair,” she said, giggling.
The moment he entered the room, she turned toward him. Her smile was practically glowing, but he also saw the slight edge of fear.
“Hey,” she said.
“Hey, baby. So, I left the party a little early because I thought food would be good.” He put the plate on the edge, and took a seat.
“Are you sure that’s the only reason you left?”
“What other reason is there?” he asked.
She searched his gaze and shook her head. “Nothing. It’s fine. I’m starving.”
Rosie put the brush down and picked up a sandwich, taking a large bite. “Thank you.”
He couldn’t speak in that moment, so he only nodded
. “You’re welcome.”
Words failed him.
Pops didn’t know what to say for Rosie to know what he was thinking or feeling.
He hoped the others could speak for him.
****
Two weeks later
Rosie smiled at Gavin and Ethan as they continued to install the café that she always wanted. Joe was serving a customer, and she felt … empty. No, that wasn’t right. She didn’t feel empty. Scared, worried, strange.
Two weeks had been the best of her life, but there was something missing. Something didn’t feel right to her, and it was putting her on constant edge.
Joe sighed. “Well another man is going to be feeling wonderful.”
“Why?” she asked.
“His wife has just bought the manual of all sex manuals. The only reason a woman buys that is when she’s in need of some real action.” Joe looked at her. “Are you feeling okay?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. Why?”
“You seem a little distant, and you clearly have a few issues. I’m your best friend, and I can see them. Come on, let’s go and have a coffee, and talk.”
She followed him into the back, and she didn’t know what she was going to say. It was next to impossible to think of the right words, and told him so.
“Then tell me the truth. I’m your best friend, Rosie. Be honest with me, and I may be able to help.”
“I’m scared.”
“Of what?” Joe asked.
“Of losing them, Joe.”
“Who?”
“Pops, Billy, Marshall, Gavin, and Ethan. I love them so much, and I didn’t have a clue how much until I think that I might lose them.”
“Sweetie, you’ve got no chance of losing them. They love you.”
“How do you know that? Have they told you as well?” she asked, wiping her eyes.
“Because I see the way they look at you, and anyone who looks at someone like that, it’s love. Besides, don’t you believe them? They must have told you.”
“They did. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”
Tears fell down her cheeks, and she wiped them away. There were no words to describe the pain she was feeling in her chest.