As he continues pushing his cock in and out of me, I’m not quite sure he’s kidding. I’m embarrassed, but also intrigued. I can’t believe he would risk getting me pregnant. Or perhaps he wants to get me pregnant.
“But what about diseases?” I ask.
“We get checked frequently, as part of our physicals for being Olympic athletes,” Kevin says.
Oh yeah. Duh.
“We’re clean,” Gerald says. “And I suppose that, being a virgin, you are too. It’s fine. Relax.”
I do. As I give in to the sensation of Martin’s cock sliding in and out of my pussy, I give up on worrying about the condom. Gerald starts massaging my breasts and it’s not long before he’s sucking on one of them and Kevin is sucking on the other. So now, I not only relax but I let myself go, trying to hold back from screaming.
“I’m coming,” I yell. “I’m coming on your cock.”
“Cum on my cock, my little virgin,” he commands.
His domineering voice as his cock is inside me, combined with the way that the other two are sucking on my nipples, only serve to enhance my orgasm even more. Soon I’m moaning and groaning, not bothering to care who hears me.
“Look how wet she is,” he tells the crowd, pulling his cock out of my pussy a bit before sliding back in. “There’s definitely room for another in here.”
“I was beginning to think you’d never say that,” Kevin says, and I can feel him reaching down behind me to pull out his own cock.
“How can two of you fit in me?” I ask, but Gerald squeezes my nipple, hard, and Martin slaps my ass.
“Ouch!” I cry out, but, I have to admit that I enjoy it. Much like losing my virginity just was, it was a sting of pain, following by deep pleasure.
“Don’t ask questions,” Kevin says. “Let us do what we want with you.”
I nod, yet again feeling rather humiliated, but also curious at the same time. And also, somehow liking the feeling of being humiliated.
Kevin picks me up by my waist. Then he holds one of my legs up in the crook between my calf and the back of my knee, while Martin wraps my other leg around his waist and holds it there as he continues to fuck me. My legs are spread up high in the air so that everyone can see his big cock in my pussy.
Several other men unzip their pants and begin to play with themselves. It’s obvious that they really like the view.
“This is amazing,” Martin whispers into my ear. I can tell that this big, strong man is feeling overcome by the feeling of fucking me, and right then I feel so powerful. All these men want to fuck me; so many of them are watching. Three of them get to, because they bought me for three million dollars. I never realized I could have such an influence on how people feel and act.
Kevin holds me up a bit further and slides his dick into my pussy, under Martin’s. His cock is so long that he’s able to reach it into me, and it’s pretty wide, too. I had no idea that one big cock could fit in me, let alone two.
Meanwhile, Gerald has come around to the front of me. His head is between my legs and he starts licking my clit— teasing me, tempting me. Then he sucks on my clit, making it engorged as his friends stuff and cram my pussy full.
“We’re both popping your cherry at the same time,” Martin says. “We’re both going to spill our seed into you, and who knows? Maybe one of us will get you pregnant. Even though we’ll get you that morning after pill.”
“Why do you keep talking about getting me pregnant?” I ask, intrigued. A baby wasn’t part of the deal. They’d have to pay me a lot more for that. I’m still young and have my whole life ahead of me. And yet, it feels so right to be with all three of them at once, and I can’t help but love that they’d like me to have their baby. Maybe not just yet, though.
What am I talking about? I ask myself. Why am I even thinking about having their baby?
“Because we love filling you up with our big cocks and we want to fill up as much as you as we can,” Kevin says.
I love the sensation of both of their cocks in my pussy, rubbing against each other and against me. All while Gerald is eating my pussy. Kevin bends in towards me and begins to suck on one of my nipples and then Martin sucks on the other one.
I can’t believe I get to have three men making me feel so good, and I’m getting paid a lot for it, too. I feel close to climax again, and then I feel both of their cocks start to pulse inside me.
“I’m going to shoot my cum into that virgin pussy of yours,” says Martin.
“And so am I,” echoes Kevin.
I lean back and completely let myself go as both of them come in me at the same time. Meanwhile, Gerald is still licking my clit. All four of us moan and groan, while people watch us.
“I’m coming,” I cry out, shouting now, not caring what people think and feeling so liberated at being able to let myself go like this. “You’re all making me cum so much! On two of your cocks and one of your mouth.”
They grunt, coming too, as I thrash my hips around. I’m quivering, and shaking, and feeling better than I ever have in my life. Finally, the world returns to normal once my climax passes, and so do theirs.
They both take their cocks out of me and Martin tells the crowd, “Look what we put in her.”
I feel their cum dripping out of me.
“What a great creampie,” Kevin says.
He pulls me in close to him and kisses me on the lips.
“That was amazing,” he says. “Thank you.”
I look into his eyes and, I know it’s the craziest thing in the world since I just met them and I’m totally slutting it up with them for my very first time, but I honestly think I see love in those eyes.
“I’m next,” Gerald says, but I look over to see how Sheila is doing. She’s still involved in her own threesome, and it looks like she’s having fun.
“Let’s do what she was doing earlier,” Kevin says.
“Good idea,” Gerald agrees. “But it’s my turn.”
He spanks my ass and pushes me a bit– but in a gentle way— closer to where had been spread out doggy style on the ground. Then he pulls my hair and lowers me down onto the floor.
“Ass up, like you’re my good little slut,” he commands.
And I do it. At that point I’d do literally anything he asked me to do, and I’d love it. I have my ass sticking up in the air, and Martin says, “Okay, Gerald, we know it’s your turn. But we claimed her first.”
“Oh whatever,” he says, in a jovial way, as if they were joking on the slopes, teasing each other about their snowboarding skills. “I’m going to make her feel the best.
His cock enters me, plunging into my deepest, darkest depths. “You guys weren’t kidding. She’s nice and tight.”
“We went ahead and stretched her out some for you,” Martin says. “Warmed her up nice and good.”
Gerald pumps his cock into me, faster and stronger. He spanks my ass and pulls my hair. “I can’t believe you made me wait until last,” he scolds me, taking my ass cheeks in his hands and squeezing them. “But you’ll never have a ride like you’ll have on me. I’ll make sure of it.”
I decide to take him up on that challenge. Free to concentrate on how good he’s making me feel, I lean back and ride his big cock. Martin approaches me from the front and rubs his cock— already hard again, with traces of his juice and mine still all over it from being inside me and coming in me— all over my breasts.
“Yeah, I love to fuck your gorgeous tits,” he says.
I come on Gerald’s dick and then I feel him shooting his load into my pussy.
Then he spanks my ass and holds it up for everyone to see his cum dripping out of me.
“Look at what I added on to the pile already inside her,” he says.
He sticks his finger up my hole to stop his cum from leaking out, and then takes his finger back out and lets his cum flow out. Meanwhile Martin finishes fucking my tits while beating off his big cock on them. He lets some extra cum he’s squeezed out of his cock drip out
all over my breasts.
“That’s right,” he says. “You’re mine. Forever. And I’m marking you that way.”
Forever? I think, as he gazes down at his cum on my breasts. Did he just say forever? He didn’t really mean that, right?
I can’t say I would mind if he meant it. In fact, I’d be quite thrilled. I’m beginning to think nothing can satisfy me but two or maybe all three of their cocks at once. I’m afraid sex will never feel as good as it does this time, my first time, with the three of them. But it felt so fucking good that I don’t even care. And I’m half hoping that they were kind of serious with their talk of knocking me up or fucking me forever, because, I just want this to last for good.
But just like that, our auction prize is over as quickly as it started. Other people were also having sex in public, but everything’s wrapping up now.
“Thank you, everyone, for coming,” Amy says, into the microphone. “And I mean that in more than one way. You may pay, and get paid, on your way out. Good luck to those of you who are competing tomorrow.”
My three men hold me tight, and Martin says, “I’d love to see you tomorrow. Is that… against the rules? Is it bad of me to ask? Fuck it. I don’t care. I do what I want.”
“You sure do,” I say, laughing, my pussy aching and sore from his cock and the other two, as well, as I find my clothes and put them on. Then I start looking around for Sheila, and see her over near the stairs to go downstairs to the restaurant, where we can collect both our coats and our money.
“Come watch our competition tomorrow,” Kevin says. “We’ll be watching for you. You’ll be our lucky charm.”
“Okay,” I say, unable to believe my own good luck. I just lost my virginity in the best way possible— feeling great the whole time. And I’m getting paid so much for it. And, they want to do it again. I’d do it as much as they want, forever, as Martin had said. “See you then.”
As I go to meet up with Sheila, I almost think better of it. But she grabs my arm as soon as she sees me. With wide eyes, she says, “I’m sorry I was so mean to you, Melissa. Really. I was just so jealous.”
“Well, that’s refreshingly honest of you,” I tell her, although Sheila’s always been one to tell things like they are— one of the many things I like about her. Even though she can be a real bitch sometimes, which is one of the many things I don’t like about her.
“You know,” she says, a slight smile coming over her face. “I invited you here so you would experience something new. But I too experienced something new tonight. I’d never done anything like this before. And it freed me up to look at how I’ve really been living my life.”
“Oh yeah?” I ask her, a bit annoyed that she’s still finding a way to make everything about her. “And how have you been living your life?”
“Like a selfish bitch,” she says, hugging me. “But I’m going to change that. Because I really appreciate you, and the way you’re always here for me in this big, foreign city, and you’re always down to do what I want, like this crazy idea.”
She gestures around at the place we both just had crazy group sex.
“Well, I liked your crazy idea,” I tell her, hugging her back. “Thank you for making me get out of my comfort zone. I enjoyed it more than you’ll ever know.”
But as we walk downstairs, I can’t help but wonder what tomorrow will bring. What did the guys really mean when they kept talking about a baby, and forever? What if they weren’t being serious? But what if they were?
Chapter 9 – Martin
Bright and early the next morning, I’m feeling better than I should, for a guy who just attended a crazy sex fest, spent lots of money to share a girl with two of my team mates and best friends, and was up late—not to mention the alcohol I drank last night. I know it sounds crazy, but I feel like a whole new me. Something about Melissa has just absolutely floored me.
My buddies seem to agree, because on our way to the slopes, there’s an air of excitement and optimism.
“I really hope she shows up here today,” Gerald says. “I want a repeat of last night.”
“Me too,” Kevin admits, “even though it was fucking crazy.”
“Sure was,” I agree. “But it just felt… right.”
“Right.” “Right.”
Both men agree with me and then stare off into the blankets of snow awaiting us for the slopestyle event.
“But we can’t really… continue this way, right?” Gerald finally asks. “I mean, I know we were going on about some things in the head of the moment…”
“Yeah,” Kevin sighs. “That was crazy, too.”
I thought back to our talk about getting Melissa pregnant. About how I’d said I wanted to fuck her forever.
What the hell has gotten into me? I wonder.
But I already know. Melissa.
“I don’t think it’s that crazy of an idea,” I finally say. “I mean, fuck it. We’re world class athletes. We can do what we want. People can judge us, but all that matters is that we’re happy.”
The guys look at me with skeptically raised eyebrows. Then, we all just start laughing.
“I guess you only live once, right?” Gerald says, as the opening music starts. That’s our cue to line up and get ready to start the event. “YOLO? Or, as people used to say before YOLO was a thing, ‘carpe diem’?”
“Carpe diem,” I say, looking out into the crowd. The only person I want to see here today is Melissa. “And good luck.”
“Good luck, guys,” they both say back.
Gerald goes first. He cruises down easy, and his run looks solid. I think he will easily get his bronze medal— but I don’t think that was ever up for dispute, anyway.
“I’m next,” I say, nodding at Kevin. “Good luck with that silver. I know you can do it. We’ll sweep the podium. USA all the way.”
“USA all the way,” he repeats. He looks nervous, but not as bad as he used to get. I think that being with Melissa last night was as freeing and empowering for him as it was for me. I think it was that way for all of us.
I head for my victory run, knowing that gold will be mine today, thanks to all my previous hard work, and my fucking awesome experience with Melissa last night. On my way down, I see her in the crowd, and I know that everything will continue to be great. We’ll all four of us find a way to make it work. After my two best friend and I fill up every spot on that podium, we’ll again fill up every crevice of our princess.
Chapter 10 – Kevin
It’s my turn to compete, and I’ve never been more ready. Sure, I’m scared shitless, but I know I will do all right. Last night convinced me that anything is possible.
I start out strong on the course, maneuvering easily and quickly through the obstacles of rails, jumps and terrain park features. I do tricks in all four categories: spinning, grinding, grabbing and flipping my way to victory.
I love the freestyle disciplines. It feels amazing to be making my way down the slope, twisting and turning in the chilly air. I literally feel as if I’m flying. I relax and enjoy myself, just like I did last night. I realize that the crowd is going wild for me.
As soon as I finish, I see my friends down at the bottom of the slope, waiting for me. And Melissa is in the crowd cheering the loudest for me.
I did it. I fucking did it.
When my score is announced, everyone is impressed— myself included. I did well enough to win silver barring some extremely unanticipated performance of one of my competitors. In fact, I come dangerously close to Martin’s score.
“Watch out, world,” he says, joking— but I know he would have been mad had I actually beat him. He’ll have to watch out four years from now. “There’s a new expert slopestyler on the block.”
We all three run over to Melissa, or at least as well as we can “run” in our snowboarding boots. We pick her up and spin her around.
“Good job!” she says. “I’ve been paying attention to the scoring and asking around about what the results mean.”
“Exactly what I would expect when a self-proclaimed academic nerd sets her mind to learn about a sport,” I joke.
“Very funny. But, I did learn that you guys are slated to take all three medals. Congrats!”
“We’ll share that podium just like we shared you last night,” Kevin says, wrapping his arm around her.
“Yeah, we’ll own it like… well, you get the drift,” Martin adds, realizing that he is overdoing the analogy Kevin started.
“About that,” I say, with a grin. “Melissa, I’d like to make you a proposition.”
“Another one?” she asks, with a grin.
“Yes. Come hang out with us, back at the hotel and hot tub. Come to the opening ceremony with us tonight. You can bring your friend Sheila. Where is she, anyway?” I look around, but don’t see her.
“Oh, she’s off with some of her own Prince Charmings,” Melissa says. “But don’t worry, we made up. And we’ll get together later. Apparently last night was a real eye opener for her too.”
“Who would have thought that being sold to a bunch of guys would be such a great experience for two girls in one night?” Martin jokes.
“Yeah exactly,” Melissa says. “But, really. I’d love to hang out with you guys. Of course.”
“Good,” I tell her. “Because my proposition doesn’t end there. Keep being with us. All three of us.”
“How would that be possible?” she asks, looking back and forth among us.
“I know, you’re still studying here in South Korea, but, how long do you have left in your program?” Martin asks.
I’m glad to see he’s been giving this as much thought as I have.
“Three more months,” she says. “I’ll be done in May, at the end of the semester.”
“Perfect,” Gerald says. “We’ll all be together again in May then, if not sooner. We could always fly back out here and see you.”
Good old Gerald. Always doing what it takes to look out for others.
Melissa noticeably blushes. It’s so damn cute.
“I think that sounds like a great plan,” she says. “But I guess my question was more along the lines of, how, practically, we could make it work? Isn’t the arrangement a bit… unconventional?”
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