With Cherry on Top [Loving in Silver 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More)

by Lynn Stark

  Cherry laughed softly and winked. “They’re not going to be shocked if they see you naked. We just don’t want any awkward questions.”

  Once inside the luxurious bedroom suite, Gracie felt like she was in a five-star hotel. Not that she had ever stayed at one. She had cleaned at the Silver Star Hotel for two years. But she had never been a guest.

  The entire house was near picture-perfect, but this obviously new addition was absolutely beautiful. She wondered what the house where she would be living with Cherry and the Preston brothers was like. Not that she would complain if it wasn’t as nice as this. The house she had grown up in was, only in a simplistic, homey style. If she was to describe it, she guessed it could be called country chic. It had all the basics and her fathers and mothers had done everything they could to make it a wonderful home. It just wasn’t fancy.

  There certainly wasn’t a tub large enough for three or four people, or a shower which was almost a room in itself. Maybe she could suggest it. She gawked at both, and then admired the simplicity of the white oblong basins standing on the black granite counter.

  “Do you want a shower or bath?”

  Gracie grinned. “Bath.” She wanted to feel Cherry all wet and slippery against her. She was also hoping they would continue the fun they had started in the living room. Just the memory made her think of something else. She watched Cherry turn on the water and add liquid soap to it. White foam churned up instantly. Oh, yeah, it was going to be fun. “What about the guys? Do you think any of them will want to do those things to me?” She resisted the urge to cross her fingers.

  The smile Cherry gave her was reassuring. It warmed her down to her toes. It even made her nipples turn into hard little nubs. “I don’t know their experience, but I believe Mick and Collin would have more than a little interest in doing lots of dirty, nasty things to you. Just remember, you never have to do anything you’re uncomfortable with. Everyone has different limits. And no one will be mad if you decide there is something you don’t want to do.”

  Nodding, Gracie thought about how safe she felt with Cherry. And the guys, well, she really didn’t know them any better than she did this woman. All their conversations had basically been very superficial. Topics had ranged from ranching, farming, family, sports, to the odd-looking black-and-white dog which ran around town searching for a free meal. They were warm, friendly, funny. She thought those were three very good qualities in men. And it didn’t hurt any that they were very sexy…though she hadn’t really liked the beards. Thank God all that fuzz was gone. She shuddered.

  “You just thought about their beards, didn’t you?” Cherry asked, and then laughed when Gracie grimaced and nodded. “I like the rough, dirty-boy look they shaved down to.”

  Yeah, the rough growth of beard they had left on their handsome faces was very sexy. If they had shaved down to their skin she knew that any place there had been heavy facial hair would have been white from the lack of sun exposure. Now they just looked like they had a couple of days’ growth. It was nicely groomed, of course. And it was very yummy. How would it feel against her skin?

  When Cherry began stripping down Gracie forgot all about herself and their men. One scar after another was revealed on a too-thin body. “Oh, my, do they hurt?”

  There was a reassuring smile on her lover’s face. “Not so much anymore. I have good days and bad. But I’ve been getting better since I’ve been here. The change has been good for me. Are they too ugly?”

  They were ugly, but only because they shouldn’t have been there. They didn’t, however, detract from Cherry’s sexiness, her beauty. Gracie shook her head. “No,” she returned honestly, meeting the other woman’s brown eyes and seeing the doubt there. Cherry was so confident it was odd to see it. “You’re beautiful.”

  “Thank you,” she said, smiling at her obvious sincerity. “Now, come on, let’s play then go to bed. We’re going to have a very long day tomorrow.”

  They bathed, they played, and they loved on one another until Gracie fell completely under Cherry’s spell. Strong but soft hands explored her body, teasing her nipples, molding her breasts, as they laughingly tried to keep from drowning themselves. Their legs were entwined. Their skin was warm and slippery.

  When Cherry had Gracie get on her hands and knees facing away from her, she nearly came then and there. Foamy bubbles slid off her skin, over the mounds of her ass, and down her legs. Anticipation sizzled through her veins as she waited for what would Cherry would do next. Her clit ached. She was certain it was peeking from the hood, begging boldly to be touched.

  Gracie squeaked in surprise as Cherry’s warm breath touched her wet skin just before the tip of her tongue flicked her clit. Those strong yet gentle hands caressed her ass, molding it, her thumbs getting closer and closer to the crease of her ass as that bold tongue swept upward and dipped into the creaminess filling her pussy. It laved her from top to bottom, sliding between swollen lips before dragging over her clit and dipping in again, before sliding up to where the flat base of the butt plug was tucked neatly between the mounds of her ass.

  Moaning, Gracie could barely contain her excitement, or her eagerness. She wished they had more toys. There was so much she wanted to do, so much she wanted to experience. She wondered if Cherry would wear one of those strap-on dicks and fuck her with it.

  Feeling herself flush hotly from head to toe, she didn’t know if she would have the nerve to ask. A yelp escaped her when Cherry began playing with the plug, pulling it partway out before letting it pop back in. Moaning, she couldn’t hold still, but began thrusting her ass back in invitation. She had never been so hot, so turned on.

  “We’ll put a larger plug in tomorrow,” Cherry whispered against her wet skin, kissing and nipping in the small of her back. Gracie trembled and moaned, eager for so much more. “Those guys are going to be impatient. You need to be ready.”

  “Does it hurt?” There was a tremor in her voice, but she thought it was more from the thrill of anticipation than fear of the unknown.

  “Sometimes, just a little. It won’t hurt much, if you’re prepared properly. Don’t worry, they’ll be gentle. We’ll be sure they know your safe word.”

  Just when her body had regained a measure of calm, after building toward an orgasm, a finger began stroking her clit until she was bucking wildly. When she came her body exploded with pleasure, her blood running through her veins like wildfire, her nerve endings feeling so sensitive that the water on her skin was almost too much to bear.

  “You’re beautiful, baby,” Cherry whispered as she was gathered close. “Don’t have any worries about tomorrow. Those men would no more hurt you, make you do something you don’t want to do, than they would hurt themselves. They’re good men with good hearts.”

  A short time later Gracie found herself dried and tucked gently into bed. She watched as Cherry began what seemed to be a nightly ritual of rubbing a thick cream into her skin. When all that remained to be done was her back, and the two long scars on it, Gracie quickly got out of bed and went to where Cherry was seated on a padded bench. She took the tube of cream and squirted a generous amount onto her fingers. She warmed it for a moment in her palms before she began spreading it over the soft skin and the lines of the scars.

  “How did you get hurt?” she asked in a shaky voice, affected by what must have been a horrible experience.

  “I used to be a cop. I was out on patrol by myself. I stopped a guy one night for a minor violation. He had a taillight out. No big deal. I probably would have given him a warning and let him go on his way.” Cherry’s voice was almost flat, emotionless, carrying little inflection. “I’d called in his plate, a description of the car, et cetera. I was just approaching the driver’s door when a car coming from the opposite direction suddenly veered toward us. The next thing I knew I was being run down. They learned afterward, during the investigation, that the man I’d stopped was talking to a friend as I pulled him over. He asked his friend for help and he got it. The g
uy was only a couple blocks away. They were meeting at a friend’s house.” Slender shoulders lifted. “They took turns running over me until people in the neighborhood came out and chased them off. Of course, I didn’t know any of this. I went out like a light with the first hit. But I owe those people my life.”

  Gracie had tears running down her cheeks by the time Cherry recounted the story of her attack. She wrapped her arms around the other woman, holding her close, pressing their cheeks together.

  “You poor thing. No one should have to go through something like that. I hope those bastards went to prison for a very long time.”

  Cherry nodded as she pulled back and wiped the tears from her face. “They did. They’ll be old and gray by the time they get out. Not only did they attack me, they were involved in an assault on an elderly couple earlier in the day. The husband died. Now, come on, sweetheart. Let’s get in bed. You should call your parents to tell them you’re here. Then we’ll call the guys and tell them good night.”

  Trepidation filled her as Gracie called her parents. She hadn’t been going to tell them yet that she was doing more than staying over with Cherry. She wanted to tell them in person that she planned on moving in with the other woman and the Preston brothers. But as they talked she spilled her guts. There was surprise at first, and then her parents, who were suddenly all there on speakerphone, were congratulating her. Tears stung her eyes and her chest hurt. It felt good to have the love and trust of people she loved and respected so much. She knew they were very surprised by this sudden turn of events, and probably at least slightly concerned, but she knew they would support her no matter what happened. The Preston brothers were good men and they knew it. And though they didn’t know Cherry, they knew Peaches, saying they were looking forward to meeting her lover.

  The call to the Preston brothers had Gracie laughing most of the time, which felt good after the tense moments she experienced while talking to her parents. When she wasn’t laughing, she was moaning. She had never talked dirty on the phone before. It was very exciting. With the phone again on speaker, each one told her what they were going to do to them. As they described their plans in detail, Cherry sucked on her nipples and played with her soaked pussy, shoving her fingers deep, while her thumb stroked her rigid clit. Gracie was in heaven. Her entire body vibrated with pleasure. She wiggled down on the butt plug, driving it deeper, as Cherry began pulling on her clit.

  When she screamed Mick demanded to know what had just happened. She blushed furiously as Cherry gently forced her to tell the men what they had just done. The men told her that the two of them would have to show them the next night.

  Sated, happier than she had been in a very long time, Gracie fell asleep curled up beside Cherry in the huge bed.

  The next morning Cherry and Gracie took a quick shower and dressed. She hated the fact that she had nothing else to wear, something she would correct once they got to her apartment in town.

  But first they had to go to the Preston ranch to see if the house needed anything. Cherry would have to buy many personal items, since she had only been planning a two-week stay, but they doubted they would have to get much for the house they would share with the men.

  Those men were waiting for them on a porch which ran the length of a single-story log house. Huge stripped logs supported the roof. Their burnished color was beautiful, as was the dark, honey-gold of the log structure. Rough stones formed the chimneys and were set in the wall around the entranceway. The front doors were huge and covered in hammered copper, panes of stained glass depicting the rich scenery and wildlife in the area set within. They were spectacular.

  Gracie had little time to soak it all in as the men overwhelmed both Cherry and her with their welcome.

  Though she was certain they were extremely horny after their long abstinence from women, Gracie didn’t feel like they were only showing her a superficial affection. They really, truly wanted her beyond what she could give them physically. And she was all for that. Despite wanting to soothe a few aches of her own, she wanted to be loved and cherished above everything else they were able to give her.

  As they were given a tour of the large house, Gracie couldn’t find anything wrong with it. The place was spotless. It didn’t even need to be dusted. It looked clean and well maintained by the four men. Fresh vacuum marks were on the thick carpets spread out on the beautiful hardwood floors told her the men had cleaned before their arrival. It made her smile.

  Jake was all but plastered to her side, an arm around her waist, while Cody was holding her hand. Mick and Collin were on either side of Cherry as they were shown each room. There were six bedrooms. Each brother had his own room and bathroom. Then there was a master bedroom, which contained a bed so huge she wondered if the house had been built around it. The bedframe had four heavy posts that went nearly to the ceiling, with beautiful wrought iron set between in the head and footboards, though the footboard was lower than the mattress. It was beautiful. This was the room which had been planned for Cherry to use. Now she and Cherry would both use the room, if they chose. Otherwise she could have a room to call her own. She didn’t mind in the least that the other woman would keep the room. After all, it had been planned for her by the men.

  The kitchen was every cook’s dream. Large and well planned, the butter-colored cabinets lined two long walls. There were two stainless ovens in one wall, as well as a huge six-burner professional stove with a tall, stainless vented hood above it. A round table, large enough for ten or twelve people to be seated at, was in front of a bank of windows which looked out over the ranch.

  “Oh, this is so cool!” Gracie cried, looking closely at the granite backsplash. They were a combination of browns and grays, all flowing together, with weird little creatures, as well as fish, fossilized in it. The under cabinet lighting showed them off beautifully. “I love it.” The counters were rich golden-brown granite with flecks of black.

  Jake hugged her, obviously pleased by her reaction. He pressed a kiss to her temple before they went to look at a pantry so large it could easily hold enough canned food for a year. It was a good thing when living in a place where getting to the store was not always an easy thing to do in the winter. She wondered if they enjoyed home-canned goods. She loved growing her own food and canning it.

  The longer Gracie spent with the men, the more positive she became that she was making the right choice. The six of them were so comfortable together. Oh, she was certain problems would crop up. What relationship didn’t have them? Especially when there were six distinctive personalities involved. But she was willing to face any future problems in order to achieve something she had all but given up hope of having.

  When they finished the tour the men seemed to all focus their attention on her. “Hey, Gracie,” Mick growled in his deep voice. The sound made her nipples hard. “You have something you want to show us?”

  Gracie swallowed hard as she realized what the men wanted. She glanced at Cherry, who gave her a reassuring smile. It was now or never. If she couldn’t do this, then she would balk at other things the men wanted. Or what she wanted. The tip of her tongue peeked out to wet her lips, displaying her nervousness. All eyes were on the tiny act. She heard Collin and Jake groan.

  Turning around, she lifted the skirt of her dress, pulling it up over her bottom. Then she caught the band on her white panties and pushed them down, remaining bent over so the men could admire her bare ass, as well as the butt plug Cherry had lovingly inserted that morning. It was larger than the first, stretching her out. It made her wonder how large the men’s cocks were. She enjoyed the sensations the plug created. She was both nervous and eager to experience a cock pressing deep into her body. Cherry had told her she would have an even larger plug inserted later in the day. She couldn’t wait.

  Trembling, Gracie yelped as large, callused hands began stroking her bare skin. Over the creamy mounds of her ass, down the backs of her thighs, then fingertips stroking up and down the crease.

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sp; “Oh, yeah, man! Look at the cream coming from that pretty pink pussy.” Cody was definitely impressed.

  A finger pressed in, going deep, only to withdraw a moment later. There was a pause, then a moan of pleasure. Someone smacked their lips and she blushed as she realized what one of the brothers had done. “You’ve got to taste her,” Jake said, confirming her suspicions. “She tastes like a dream, so tangy sweet.”

  Each of the men took turns exploring her pussy, plunging fingers deep inside of her, gathering her creamy juices on their fingers so they, too, could taste her. Some even came back for seconds, which made her relax enough to giggle with feminine delight.

  It turned to a moan as someone grabbed the base of the butt plug and began playing with it, pulling it until the ring of muscles were stretched around its thickest part, then pushing it back in with a quick thrust. This play continued until her legs began to tremble. She was so close to an orgasm she nearly wept with frustration when the play stopped.

  “Do we really have to wait until tonight?” The plug was pulled and shoved. Gracie whimpered with pleasure. She knew Cherry had plans for them. She didn’t know how to answer. “My cock is about to fall off.”

  “Please, Gracie,” Jake begged, sounding desperate. She guessed he was, they all were, if they hadn’t been with a woman in over three years. “Let Cody and me fuck you while Mick and Collin fuck Cherry.”

  “Yes,” Gracie whispered, wanting this as much as the men did.

  When Cody stepped in front of her, unzipping his jeans, she looked up at his handsome face. There was an intense expression on it. The tanned skin was pulled tight over his high cheekbones. His blue-gray eyes were burning with the dark fires of lust and desire. It scorched over her, leaving her overheated and wanting. Her body responded. She kicked away her panties just as strong hands grasped her from behind, steadying her. She heard foil being ripped. There was a pause where she guessed Jake was sheathing his cock in a condom. A moment later a strong, capable hand was back, holding her as his other hand guided his cock to her throbbing pussy. Even as he pushed in, Cody very pointedly got her attention by offering his cock to her. It was long and thick, with veins running along its length from base to the angry, purplish head. The sight of the pre-cum weeping from the tiny hole made her mouth water. As she opened her mouth she looked up at him again through her lashes, watching his face as she took the wide, spongy head into her eager mouth.