by Lynn Stark
Once David left for home Cherry, Gracie, and Peaches, with help from Lois and Sylvia, as well as Gracie’s mothers, began planning their wedding. It would be a simple affair. They would be married in church, where there commitment ceremony would also take place. Silver wasn’t an ordinary town in any sense of the word. None would balk or protest the six of them committing themselves and their lives together. Hell, they wouldn’t even blink at yet another ménage relationship.
There would be nothing elaborate. Certainly nothing compared to Peaches’s extraordinary wedding to Logan, Damien, and Ryan, which had been a medieval theme with fantastic clothing, period music and food. It had all been breathtakingly beautiful and memorable.
Cherry’s mother Olivia was coming up to spend a couple weeks to help. Then the whole family would come up for the wedding.
Once everything was arranged, their wedding dresses chosen and fitted, the women got back into a more normal routine. Cherry had finally told the men that she had decided to start rigorous training so she could go back into law enforcement. She was surprised and pleased when they supported the plan wholeheartedly. It made her love them that much more.
Tad, her therapist, had asked her a multitude of questions, evaluating her state of mind. Once he was satisfied, which had not happened in just one very long phone call, he had finally given her the green light. Relieved, she had started jogging around the ranch. Slowly at first with a lot of breaks as needed, but then she increased her speed and distance. When she realized she wasn’t in pain and she was actually going longer and longer before needing to rest, hope finally began blossoming into a reality. She would be able to do it.
One day just a couple of weeks before the wedding, she entered the house through the mudroom after her run. She put her shoes in the rack before stripping out of her sweaty clothing as she walked through the house. She tossed the clothes into the laundry room between the bedrooms. Then she was retracing her steps to go to the master bedroom when Jake suddenly appeared from his bedroom. She was surprised to see him. He was usually out with his brothers and fathers now that he was fully recovered.
Jake shifted uneasily and she frowned. “What’s up, darling?” she asked, walking toward him down the hall. “Are you in pain?”
“No. I wanted to talk to you while everyone was out.” Gracie was spending the day with his mothers, going over the plans for the cake and other small details. “I can wait until you shower.”
“It can wait.” Puzzled, Cherry followed him into his bedroom. It wasn’t like any of them to have secrets. The closed door signaled one thing in the house. Whoever was inside wanted privacy. Since they often spent nights together as couples, giving each man alone time with Gracie and her, the bedroom door was closed. “I’ve wanted to ask you something.” He looked helpless, not quite meeting her eyes. She moved closer and touched his broad chest as she looked up at him. “But you can’t tell the guys. My brothers wouldn’t understand.”
“Hey, anything you tell me is between you and me. I would never betray a confidence.”
“Well, it’s like this.” Jake then just seemed to freeze up, looking terrified and helpless as he stared down at her. His skin had lost some of its color.
His behavior was beginning to worry her.
Then he moved, going to his closet where he pulled out a metal box with a lock on it. He paused for a moment, just holding the box in his hands as he stared at it. Then he carried it to his dresser and set it down. He unlocked it and lifted the lid. Reaching in, he turned so she could see what was in his hand.
Cherry got hot all over when she realized just what Jake wanted from her. She swallowed hard even as her nipples puckered into hard little points and her pussy began overflowing with creamy juices.
“I want…” he began in a voice little more than a whisper.
“You want me to fuck you, darling?”
Jake nodded, looking at her with eyes begging for understanding. “Yes.”
Cherry smiled and moved closer. “Oh, I think I can do that. It’s making me hotter than hell. Can you tell me one thing first?” He hesitated then nodded. “Are you bi?”
“No. I don’t have any desire to have sex with a man.” Then he grinned, regaining some of his usual brashness. “But I do have a fantasy of you fucking my ass.” The smile faded suddenly. “But just you. I don’t think I would even want Gracie knowing. I don’t like keeping secrets, but this…”
“I understand. Some things are just meant for two people to share.”
It only took a moment for her to put on the harness. It fit snuggly around her hips and thighs. It was very similar to the one she had purchased that day at the adult store, but had yet to use. The dildo was different, however. This one was long and slender with a slight curve to it. She suspected it was a good size for two novices. Jake was all but drooling as he stared at her standing there in the erotic device. If the size of the bulge behind his zipper was anything to judge by, he was as aroused as she was. Oh, yeah, they were going to have some fun.
“I believe you should get undressed. Do you have any lube?”
The bottle was tossed in her direction before Jake began ripping off his clothes. Then he was crawling up onto his big bed, positioning himself on all fours. Cherry got on the bed behind him, admiring his taut, muscular buttocks. Leaning forward she nipped at each firm cheek, and then licked the spot until he was moaning with pleasure. Reaching between his thighs, she stroked his balls, lifting and caressing them, putting him at ease with the familiar play. There was little she could do to soothe him as she began rubbing a slick finger over his virgin asshole. It was a tight rosette and she knew she would have go to carefully. This had to be fun for the both of them.
When Cherry began pressing her finger through the tight ring of muscles Jake pushed back. Her finger worked into him, stroking a few moments before she worked a second finger into his tight asshole, scissoring them as she stretched him. She didn’t add a third finger until he was moaning and pushing back against her hand.
She didn’t attempt to introduce the head of the dildo into him until Jake was begging for it in a low, guttural voice. Her pussy ached, throbbing viciously, fire beginning to flare on the insides of her thighs as she watched the head of the dildo pop through the rosette. She thought her entire body would go up into flames of raw passion as inch by inch of the flesh-like shaft sank into Jake’s eager ass. It was quite the hottest thing she had ever seen. At least it was in the top five.
When she began to thrust into Jake, Cherry thought he was going to lose it completely. The man begged for more and more as he lowered his shoulders, changing the angle of the penetration. His moans were rough, almost continuous, as she began long, measured strokes.
“Yes, just like that,” he panted, shoving back against her. Obviously she had found his prostate gland. Their skin slapped together and sweat poured off them both as she began riding him long and hard, giving him what he wanted.
Leaning over him, she reached between his powerful thighs and grabbed his balls, squeezing them gently, tugging and stroking the smooth orbs within. Then she took his steel-hard cock into her hand and fisted it vigorously, matching the thrusts of the dildo into his ass. She watched as he grabbed handfuls of the blanket covering his bed.
“Harder, baby! Fuck me harder!”
Cherry didn’t know the wisdom of that, but she gave him what he wanted. She fucked him hard and fast, burying the rigid length into his ass until she felt him stiffen. His cock swelled and jerked in her palm. As it did so her own orgasm grasped her tightly and her body arched, driving the fake cock in as far as it would go. Her body jerked, her legs cramping as wave after wave of unbelievable pleasure swept through her. She gasped, her eyes closed tightly, as she savored every last moment of the starburst of ecstasy.
After she withdrew she removed the harness and set it aside on the floor. Then she was sliding up against Jake’s big, damp body until he was wrapping his arms around her and pulling her close. S
he grimaced as her thigh encountered cum cooling on the blanket. No biggie. She shrugged it off and let him hold her close for long, quiet minutes until they both calmed.
“Thank you, baby,” Jake whispered, seeming embarrassed again by his request and what they had just done.
Cherry cupped the side of his face, looking into his gray-blue eyes. “I’d do anything for you, darling. Remember that. I’m not a prude by any stretch of the imagination. If there’s something you want to try together, just let me know.”
She nuzzled against his neck, kissing the salty skin. He hugged her closer and she felt his lips against her forehead. “You can top me anytime you like. I got the feeling you enjoyed it, too.”
“Oh, I did. Don’t ever mistake that. Next time I’ll bring along handcuffs.”
Jake managed a chuckle. “You do that, baby. I can’t wait.”
In the days before the wedding she discovered all of her men had their kinks. Much as Jake had done, they each caught her when she was alone. Mick confessed he wanted her to use a crop on his ass as he was fucking her. She obliged. Each stroke of the crop caused him to drive into her pussy with amazing force. What she hadn’t expected was how much pleasure she got not just from being fucked into the mattress but by giving another of her men exactly what they desired. It wasn’t so much about giving him pain but satisfying a need within him. When he was pleasured, she was as well. He asked if she would be willing to try other things with him, specifically tying him up and using a whip. She said that she would but silently decided she would get some lessons from Logan before she proceeded down that path. She wouldn’t want to do anything to hurt her man.
Cody was the next to corner her. When he got Cherry to agree to go off into the forest with him for a little fun, she was puzzled by the request until she saw the blanket, the restraints, and a harness like the one she had worn with Jake, as well as a ball gag. With her nipples about ready to rip her blouse and her pussy juices soaking her panties, Cherry made the requisite promise not to tell anyone about how they were going to play with each other. Like Jake, Cody wanted her to fuck him. No, he wasn’t bi and he had no desire to be with another man. But he did want to be topped by her in this particular manner. Oh, yeah, she could do that. She was discovering a whole lot about herself, as well as her men.
Once Cody was on all fours on the blanket, gloriously naked and boldly male, Cherry saw he had prepared himself with a sizeable butt plug. She played with it, pulling it almost all the way out before letting it pop back in. She strapped on the harness with a dildo that was long and thick. She was secretly grateful he had used the butt plug to prepare himself. She put the ball gag in his mouth and handcuffed his hands behind his back as he requested. It couldn’t be comfortable as he rested on his chest and shoulders, but she doubted he had expected to be. She lubed the dildo then tossed the bottle aside.
Before she fucked him she moved where he could see her. Cherry played with her nipples, squeezing her breasts before running her hand down her flat stomach to the fake cock thrusting boldly from her groin. She played with it with one hand while playing with her pussy with the other. Cody groaned around the gag as he watched her every naughty, teasing move. Then she moved behind him and pulled the plug none too gently from his asshole before pushing the thick cock into him with one sure stroke. She fucked him over and over, waiting until the moment she knew he was about to come before withdrawing completely. He would groan a protest. His balls were drawn up close to his body. When he would relax she would begin to torment him again. She continued until she couldn’t take anymore herself. Cody shouted around the ball gag, his body jerking against the restraints as he jammed his ass back onto the cock. The impact with her pubis was intense, sending shockwaves to her clitoris and vagina. Grabbing his narrow hips she drove into him one last time, screaming her own raw pleasure.
If Cherry had thought that nothing the men wanted from her could surprise her at that point, she was wrong. Collin came to her last and what he wanted could potentially be discovered by anyone, not just someone on the ranch. While they were driving to town two days before the wedding he pulled off to the side of the road. It wasn’t a heavily traveled road but was access to three ranches and two farms. There was traffic, just not a lot of it. But it was broad daylight, the middle of the day, and she never would have guessed Collin was into danger sex, the kind where there was a very good chance of getting caught at it.
She didn’t even blink when he pulled out a leather duffel bag and took a strap-on dildo from it. Smiling when he looked at her uncertainly, she undressed and put it on without a word. She was surprised when he got out of the truck and walked around to the passenger side. He opened the door, undressed quickly, and then helped her out. He lifted her into the back of the truck then went back for a folded blanket. She glanced around, looking up the slopes along the road. There didn’t seem to be anyone around. It was a remote area, but it wasn’t out of the range of possibilities that someone could be around to witness their activities in the back of the truck. With her senses on high alert, Cherry knew she was going to enjoy this as much as Collin. Hell, she might enjoy it even more than he did. Like Cody, Collin had prepared himself. She removed the butt plug as he kneeled in front of her, then lubed and finished stretching him. The dildo was almost twice the size of the one Jake had. She didn’t bother to ask if he was bi. These men wanted to be dominated by her, if only secretly. She could do that. She suspected there would come a day when they were comfortable enough with their own desires and fantasies that they would tell all to their brothers.
Knowing the danger of them getting caught increased with every passing second, Cherry finished preparing Collin before she fucked him hard and fast. When he whimpered his pleasure, she added a few phrases like “That’s it. Take my big, fat cock,” and “Who’s my bitch?” Collin moaned as if he were in agony and writhed against her. His growled “I am” sizzled over her. Oh, yeah, she loved her men and these games. “I should fuck you in the town square. Then everybody could see who you belong to.” She slapped his ass hard as he began fucking himself hard on the cock, obviously inflamed by the image of her dominating him in front of everyone he knew in Silver. If they ever really wanted that they could go to Colt Redford’s club. It was an idea she would suggest later on. “Don’t. I fuck you. Not the other way around. You’re my bitch. Now grab that cock and come for me. Do it. Jerk that cock off.” He did so eagerly, his fist pumping his cock vigorously.
That’s all it took for them both to lose it. They came hard together, collapsing onto the bed of the truck, panting as if they’d just run a mile and sweating in the hot noonday sun.
“Thank you, baby,” Collin said before righting himself. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
He kissed her long and hard and then pulled her out of the truck bed to help her get dressed. The harness and plug were stowed away and hidden beneath the seat. Less than five minutes later they were grinning like idiots and back on the road, heading for town.
They were planning on grocery shopping, but decided to wander around the charming downtown area first. It was a nice, late summer day and the park in the center of town was crowded with parents and their children. They stopped and talked to people on the sidewalk, Collin introducing her to them. They were all welcoming and congratulated them on their upcoming nuptials, all promising to attend the reception which would be held outside town at the new party center.
One thing she had learned was in Silver you just couldn’t invite a few. The residents in and around Silver would show up regardless of whether they were invited or not. When she had been told this Peaches had reassured her that they wouldn’t have to provide food and beverages for the huge crowd. They would bring their own covered dishes and it would end up being a picnic with music, dancing, and games afterward.
It was only after Cherry was given this reassurance she remembered that she had gone home before Peaches and her husbands had given a town reception aft
er they had honeymooned in the middle of nowhere for several days. The family reception after the wedding had been terrific, though. That she remembered with some pleasure, because it was the first time she had gotten to dance with her men.
Cherry and Collin were on their way back to the truck when Sheila came out of the bakery. When she saw them she stopped in the center of the sidewalk. There was a smile on her lips, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes.
“Hi, Collin. I haven’t seen you in a while. How are your brothers and your parents?”
“Hi, Sheila,” Collin responded in a friendly manner. Obviously he didn’t see what Cherry did. The woman was just someone he had grown up with. “Everyone’s good.”
She and Gracie had not shared their encounter with Sheila with the brothers. Obviously that had been a mistake and would piss them off again. The men wouldn’t tolerate anyone verbally abusing either Gracie or her. They would want to take care of the matter, which was something she had been trying to avoid. She didn’t look forward to fessing up to the men.
“That’s good to hear.” Her gaze shifted to Cherry. There was a barely noticeable twitch to her upper lip. It was the beginning of a sneer. “Hi. I’m Sheila Peterson. I grew up with Collin and his brothers.”
Was the woman nuts? Did she think Cherry would forget about their last meeting?
“Cherry Malloy. It’s nice to meet you, Sheila.” She didn’t say more. She didn’t need to. The two women understood each other very well. “Well, we need to get going. Have a good day.”
“You, too.”
Since Collin seemed completely clueless, Cherry didn’t bring up the fact that Sheila didn’t mention the wedding or the reception like every person they had met since coming into town had done.