“Party?” joked Carey. “We’re gonna be married men, soon. We can’t go out and party no more!”
“Just as long as we get to eat,” added Kyle. “I’m starving.”
I walked off the field with the guys. We were going to live our lives the way we wanted; with no regrets.
Epilogue – Lexi
Six months after the Super Bowl, so much had changed in my life. The guys and I had made a commitment to each other, so we bought a house in an exclusive Philadelphia suburb. It had larges tracts of land, so we had our privacy and the house was so big, we could each have privacy when we wanted it.
Carey and Kyle were still on the Sea-Eagles. For now, Jackson was retired. He wasn’t going back to football as a player, although he thought about coaching. We were planning a trip overseas to see a tiger preserve that we were going to do a fundraiser for. Carey and Kyle had some time off, so they were planning to come too.
My favorite part of the house was a shared balcony on the second floor that connected all our bedrooms. It became a thrill for us to have sex there, not only because it was outside but because there was still a chance of getting caught! Jackson was even able to install a sturdier, free-standing sex swing so we could use that whenever we wanted. I was sunning myself in a bikini, when the guys walked in wearing shorts and a smile. Jackson got the swing ready, so I knew it was time for some kinky fun.
“Mrs. Blake-Ellis-Fowler?” asked Jackson. “Would you be so kind as to have sex with us?”
“Wait, why is my name last?” asked Kyle. “It should be Fowler-Ellis-Blake.”
“That’s alphabetical order, dude. It’s the only fair way,” assured Jackson.
“I think my way has a better cadence,” insisted Kyle.
“Maybe I’ll just keep my maiden name,” said Lexi. “I know it’s a little untraditional, but you know me!”
“Fuck all that! Let’s get it on!” said Carey excitedly. “I need some sugar!”
“Since we’re outside,” I said seductively. “I think we all need a little suntan lotion.”
I poured some of the bottle of the gooey substance on myself and started rubbing. It smelled like coconut and the beach. Kyle came up from behind and grabbed my ass with both hands. He then untied my bikini top. It fell to the ground.
“Oopsie!” I said in my sex kitten voice. “I hope my panties don’t fall off too!”
Jackson kneeled in front of me and grabbed either side of the bikini ties. He pulled them, they untied and my panties fell away. I had just gotten waxed and left a perfectly groom landing strip. Jackson parted my pussy lips gently with his fingers and slurped at my waiting snatch.
“I love eating your sweet pussy,” he whispered. “Tell me to eat your pussy.”
“Eat my pussy, Jackson! Eat my pussy!”
Kyle started kissing my neck and fondling my breasts. I poured some of the suntan lotion onto Carey’s tight chest and rubbed it in. Then my hand drifted down into his shorts and inside. I grabbed his massive cocked and rubbed it in my hand.
“We have to make sure your little man is covered,” I said, pouring more suntan lotion on his cock.
“Little man?” he said jokingly. “Give it a minute!”
I was rubbing Carey’s cock and I could feel it getting bigger. Jackson was going to town on my little snatch and I came once in his mouth. Kyle kissed me deep and twisted my nipples so they would get hard.
“You like that?” he whispered in my ear. “You like me to twist your little titties?”
“Yes, Kyle,” I said seductively. “Twist my titties. I love it! I love it!”
I was getting so turned just standing there and being manhandled. My hand was moving faster and faster on Carey’s shaft.
“Oh, God, yeah!” said Carey. “You’re gonna start a fire on my dick, you’re rubbing so fast!”
Almost on cue, I slid down to my knees. The guys dropped their shorts and stepped out of them. I took a towel off the lounge chair to protect my knees on the hard patio. What stood before me were three hard, throbbing dicks ready for sucking. I took Jackson into my mouth, then Kyle, then Carey. I switched with rubbing the other two. My boys were all nice and hard.
“Oh, my God, such beautiful cocks.” I laughed. “All for me? Thank you!”
“Yeah, that’s right,” said Jackson in pleasure. “Feels so good! Oh! Your hot mouth!”
“You like my tongue on your cock, Jackson? Beg me to suck you. Beg me!” I commanded.
“Please! Please!” he said breathlessly. “Please suck my cock!”
I obliged sucking him as hard as I could. I slobbered down his shaft to his balls. I took turns putting one or two in my mouth and sucking on them. Then I flicked them with my tongue while he moaned. I concentrated on the hole at the tip of his penis where it was most sensitive.
Next, I stuck my head under Kyle’s balls and I licked each one with my tongue. He had gotten into manscaping, so he was complete shaved now.
“So smooth,” I said. “I love to suck you, Smooth Kyle.”
Then switching, I moved under Carey’s ball sack and rubbed my tongue all around. He loved getting oral most of the three.
“God damn, yes. God damn, yes,” he muttered over and over.
Without a word, I stopped and stood. I put my hands on Jackson’s shoulders and jumped up on his cock. There was no need for condoms now, we had been faithful to each other for months. Kyle entered me from behind. While Jackson held me, the two of them fucked me. Carey reached down and rubbed my clit, while kissing me deeply with his tongue. I came on Jackson’s cock so many times I lost count.
“It’s time,” I whispered to Jackson. “You know what to do to me.”
We were experts at this now, so the next move was the swing. Jackson set me down and I got myself strapped in. I took Carey into my mouth. He loved to be sucked and I had gotten better at loosening my mouth muscles to accommodate his mammoth manhood. Kyle slid his erection into my pussy. It felt sooooo nice.
“Oh, yeah, like that! Fuck me Kyle!” I cooed. “Stick your cock in there! Do it!”
Jackson pressed into my tight little asshole. It opened for him like a blossom, his man shaft stretching my little hole. I could feel the head of his penis deep inside of me. Kyle and Jackson’s cocks pressed on my insides making the orgasms more intense.
“Oh, God, so tight!” he said, sliding in. “I love to fuck your ass!”
“Fuck my ass, Jackson! Fuck it! Fuck all my tight little holes!’
“Oh, baby! Oh, baby!” said Carey in delight.
We were getting a good rhythm going. Carey reached down and started flicking my clit as Kyle fucked me. I started cumming almost immediately. His big, manly fingers knew just where to touch me!
“Uhn! Uhn!” I moaned, vibrating in the sex swing. “Fuck me, you dirty boys! Fuck me!”
I was shuddering, but suspended up in the swing that was all I could do. I couldn’t fall, couldn’t collapse on anyone--- The fucking just continued even as I came and came and came! Water was now pooling beneath us. It had ran out of my pussy and all down Kyle’s cock and legs. He pulled out for a second and I squirted on him.
“Uhn!” I squealed. “Yes! Oh, God! Pull my hair!”
Jackson obliged while plunging in and out of me with reckless abandon. My asshole was being ravaged by his strong, hard dick. It made me cum so hard. I didn’t want it to stop, but I had an idea.
“Wait,” I said, almost out of breath. “I want to try something.”
Jackson grunted as he pulled out of my ass.
“What is it, baby?” he asked. “Anything for you.”
“I want you and Kyle in my pussy at the same time while Carey’s in my ass,” I requested. “I want to feel two of you in my pussy.”
“You down?” asked Jackson of Kyle.
“Yeah, why not?”
It took a minute to reposition everyone. Kyle slid into the top of my pussy, while Jackson slid into the bottom. The fullness of their erect cocks made
me gasp.
“Oh, God! Yes!” I squealed. “Both of you fuck me!”
The boys obliged and I felt like I was being pumped like a piston. One went in, while the other pulled back. In between there was a moment when both were equally inside of me and I was so full! The tighter fit made me feel their hearts beating. Their cocks were throbbing, pumping blood and pumping me!
Corey was slowly entering my ass from behind. I could feel his giant cock push apart my ass cheeks. I braced myself for the next bit.
“You ready, baby?” he asked.
“Yes!” I screamed. “Stick it in me! Stick it in my ass! Fill me up!”
His massive cock stretched my tight little asshole again and I screamed in ecstasy. I further enhanced the experienced by rubbing my clit and opening my legs as wide as I could. I needed my men to have as much open access to my pussy and ass as possible. I was reeling from all the orgasms. They came in waves, one after another. I didn’t know which cock I was feeling when.
“Ooh! O-oh! O-oh!” was all I could manage to gasp.
“God damn! God damn!” said Carey, increasing speed as he fucked my ass. “Oh, Lexi, your tight ass! I love this tight ass!”
My ass and pussy muscles had never been stretched so far. At times, they seized as I had an orgasm. This made the sensation even hotter, so I’d seize again. It was like one big spiral of pleasure. My eyes rolled back into my head, I was gasping to breathe, and I lost all control. Again and again I came and came, shaking and shuddering. It was as if I had put my entire body and soul into the hands of these men and they knew just how to pleasure me. I trusted them utterly.
“I want you to cum!” I demanded. “Cum inside me at the same time! Cum in my ass and pussy! Oh, yes! Please!”
Then, all three exploded inside me. Cum filled my ass and pussy. The hot jism made me quiver even more and deep inside. The guys howled in pleasure and I could feel the massive gobs of gooey sperm running out of my holes as the boys came. I shuddered in the swing for several minutes. The orgasms were earth shattering!
“Ah, fuck! Fuck!” said Jackson cumming.
“Uh! Uh!” Kyle grunted.
“Oh, yeah! Fuck!” strained Carey.
Carey staggered back a few steps and his cock slipped out. I could feel is cum spray on my back, while the rest ran out of my asshole and onto the balcony floor. Kyle pulled out, but I grabbed and pulled him toward me. I sucked the last bit of cum out of his dick.
“Mmm, so good,” I moaned.
Jackson staggered back a few steps too. He flopped down on one of the lounge chairs, exhausted. A stream of jism shot out of his dick as he did so. He was still having minor orgasms as well.
“Holy shit, that was amazing,” he said out of breath. “How does it keep getting better? Six months and it feels so amazing. Even more amazing.”
“I know,” I said, still shuddering from the experience. “Mmm, oh, God. Give me a minute. Oh!”
When it was finally over, spent and exhausted, we retired to Carey’s room. We laid down together and went to sleep.
“I’ve never been this happy,” said Carey. “Seriously.”
“Yeah, me too,” added Jackson. “Except, the only thing that would make me happier is if we could take a special, private trip back to the zoo and let out our animalistic side all together.”
“How could that even happen?” I asked, laughing.
“Oh, I have my ways to make things happen,” Jackson answered.
“I believe you,” I told him, seriously.
Kyle smiled and just nodded.
“I’m happy to have you all,” I said sweetly.
This was my life and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
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Now that I found her, I'm going to hold on to her. Tight.
Since returning from war, I've purposefully secluded myself from reality.
I built a cabin in the woods, but even that wasn't reclusive enough for my needs.
So I also have a cave I go to when I really want to hide out.
I've never taken anyone else there. Until, by chance, I meet Michelle.
Her sultry eyes and seductive hips open up something in me I thought was forever closed off.
When we get trapped in the cave, it's the opportunity I never knew I needed so desperately.
To tie her up. Dominate her. Control her.
And find myself again in the process.
She says she's game.
But does she have any idea what she's getting herself into?
And while my c*ck is in her, what if my heart is plunging just as deep?
Chapter 1 - Elijah
Cheep, cheep. Chirp, chirp. Tweet, tweet.
The sound of birds drew my attention away from focusing on the spot where I was sure I would be able to find my next meal. I had been waiting in the woods for what seemed like a very long time, without seeing a deer.
I didn’t mind though, because I loved being outside and I was certain that one would come my way soon. In the meantime, at least I had the birds to keep me company— which is much better than human companionship, in my opinion.
If anyone were to ask me— which no one ever would, since I make it a point not to talk to people— I would say that there were few better feelings in life than being hunkered down in the woods surrounded by thick evergreens dusted with powdery white snow.
The occasional sound of these birds taking flight or saying hello to me, or a lone wolf howling like a freight train whistle, were the only ones that ever broke the welcoming silence, unless there was a deer or other prey alerting me of its presence. Making my home in the woods had turned out to be one of the best decisions that I could have ever made.
The forest had provided me with everything that I could need or want. Finding food was more than a simple task of walking outside my house and looking around for it. The fertile soil had made it possible for a small garden of vegetables to grow, even in the cold climate. And not having much foot traffic counted as a huge plus, because I never had to worry about my crops getting trampled underfoot by unruly or adventurous children or hikers.
The woods themselves had provided a vast array of wildlife such as deer, rabbit, and different birds that made for delicious main courses. Pairing them with fresh picked vegetables selected from my garden transformed a normal meal into a feast fit for a king— though I would hardly consider myself one. There was something very rewarding about sitting down to a meal fully supplied from a day's trip made from both the forest and my own backyard.
There was no doubt about it: Ever since returning home from war, I had grown really fucking comfortable in my solitude. I loved the fact that there was nothing that I needed civilization for. Indeed, there wasn’t anything that I need another person for at all.
Even the cold seemed to provide some sort of comfort. I knew that it was chilly because each breath let out a cloud of smoke from my nose and mouth, respectively. But the cold didn't bother me much when I was out hunting. I focused my mind and energy on becoming one with the woods, so to speak.
I stayed completely still, honing my gaze through the lens of my rifle, listening carefully to nature for signs of life that might provide me with the perfect opportunity to hunt a delicious entrée. I wasn’t sure how long I sat there, listening to the wind blow in sharp bursts, whistling through the trees, making snow fall in drifts from the tops of the trees.
I didn’t even bother to dust off my head and shoulders that were being covered in the cold sprinkling of snow that fell with each gust of wind. I was deep in concentration, listening to the sounds arou
nd me.
Suddenly, I heard the loud snap of a nearby stick. I perked up, scanning the area around me for what I assumed must have been a deer or other large animal. My heart began to beat quickly as I thought of all the tender deer meat that I would soon be feasting on. I spun around in a complete circle, my eye fixed on the lens of my rifle, looking for the source of the noise.
I couldn’t see anything. I started to get a little confused because I was sure that I’d heard something move. I began to search frantically, hoping that I wouldn’t miss my chance to take home a great specimen.
It only took the slightest movement to scare off the majestic creatures that made their home in the woods. They were not used to seeing any human beings, so they were sure to run and hide if they had an idea that a predator was nearby.
My mind went back to one of the first times that I had gone out into the woods to hunt. Back then, a very long time had passed since I’d last hunted, and I seemed to be all thumbs and left feet for some reason. I’d dropped my rifle and it let out a shot that seemed to echo for miles. A flock of birds flew away from a nearby tree.
I had sat there for hours that day and there was no other movement detected in the woods. I went home that night cold, exhausted, hungry, and disappointed. I vowed that I would be more careful from that point on, and I had been very good about keeping my word to myself, up until that very moment.
Now, just as my fear began to mount at the prospect of losing out on a great hunt, I heard something that put even more fear into my heart: the sound of people in the woods. My heart sunk a little as I felt my hopes of having a successful hunt slip through my fingers.
Letting out an exasperated sigh, I abandoned my hiding spot between the trees. I needed to get these people away from this area so that I could get back to hunting in peace and quiet. I moved closer to the voices, growing more irritated with each step. They needed to go— and fast— before they scared off all the animals in the area.
As I was about to call out to get their attention, I immediately recognized who they were. It was Harlow, Jensen, and Ramsey Bradford— “the Bradford brothers,” as everyone knew them as— and Darren King, along with some other people who appeared to be their family members. It seemed that I’d stumbled upon a reunion of sorts.
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