by Nikki Chase
Meanwhile, deft hands undo the buttons on my blouse and push the fabric of my pencil skirt up to my waist. A thumb hooks into the waistband of my panties and yanks them down. Someone pulls my foot out of the panties and lets them dangle off my other foot.
My pussy grows wet and needy. I have five men who want me desperately and have essentially promised me they’re going to make me feel so good I’m going to forget all my problems. And they’ve also said they’d help me with those problems in the first place.
My mom would probably call me a slut—she’s called many other women in Ashbourne that for having sex with fewer than five men, although it remains to be seen if she can bring herself to say that when it concerns me.
But then again, who cares?
I mean, their opinions may hurt me, but I don’t have to do what they want me to do. Contrary to what they’ve told me my whole life, their way of living is not the only correct one.
So what if some people will call me a slut? I’ve never felt more alive.
I hear the Hunters saying things like “Grab her leg” and “lift her ass up” as I get lost in a fog of passion. As I’m laid down on my back on the couch, there are mouths on my thighs, my nipples, my lips—everywhere. Male hands roam all over my body.
I gasp as I feel a tongue run lightly over my pussy lips. Instinctively, I reach out and grab something—Nathan’s muscular arm. I feel him flexing as he takes off his shirt, revealing his tight six-pack abs.
My moans fill the living room as Ollie eats me out, making happy little noises as he does. Mason climbs up onto the couch with me, lies down behind me, and presses his hard cock against my ass.
“Are you ready for what we’ve been training for?” Mason asks as he spoons me. I don’t have to look behind me to know he’s got a smirk on his face.
“No,” I say softly.
“I think you’re wrong,” Nathan says as his hand runs down my back and his finger presses against my asshole. “I think you’re ready.”
They Hunters, especially Mason, have been playing with my ass more and more, starting with just a finger at the entrance, progressing to an entire finger all the way inside, and finally to two fingers inside me.
I knew this was coming. I’m looking forward to the new possibilities, and I’d trust these men with my life at this point, but there are still some traces of apprehension within me.
“It doesn’t have to be right away, of course,” Mason says as he pulls my hips back to line up his dick with my pussy. “We can start with this one first.”
When Mason thrusts inside me with his thick cock, my breath hitches in my throat. My jaw drops open, but no sound comes out. Liam and Nathan have their mouths on my tits, while Ollie’s fingers play with my clit.
Noah’s lips form a lopsided smile as he watches me, primal lust burning in his green eyes. He undoes his fly and pulls out his cock. Even with his large hand wrapped around his shaft, he looks enormous.
My mouth salivates at the sight, and I reach out to touch his thigh and pull him closer. Noah climbs up, putting his knees on the cushion and his hands on the back of the couch, leaning forward so his cock is right in front of me.
I wrap my lips around Noah’s cock and run my tongue over his head, licking up his salty pre-cum.
His groan makes my pussy muscles clench, urging Mason to pick up the speed of his fucking as my arousal grows into a wildfire. Ollie’s fingers zero in on my clit, too, making tight circles around my sensitive pleasure nub.
But just as soon as my body starts to shudder, Ollie takes his fingers off me and Mason slows down. With Noah’s cock in my mouth, I can’t say anything, but I reach my hand behind me to grab Mason’s hard, chiseled ass and pull him close.
“Oh, don’t worry, beautiful. I’m not going anywhere,” Mason says darkly. “In fact, there’s nowhere I’d rather be than deep inside of you right now . . .”
To make his point, Mason pushes all the way into me, until his balls are pressed up against me. As Mason grinds to get just a little bit deeper, my lips slide on Noah’s dick, taking him deeper inside my mouth.
“I think we’re ready to try a new way for me to get deep inside of you . . .” Mason whispers in my ear.
Mason wraps his arms around my waist, then he pulls me on top of him, until I’m lying with my back on his chest. With his strong thighs, he parts my legs so I’m spread wide open for everyone to see—not that they haven’t seen me naked before, but this position makes me feel vulnerable.
I can’t deny that only makes things hotter, though. My pussy’s so wet I can feel my juices dripping down my taint.
My heart pounds in my chest as Mason pulls his cock out of my pussy.
Noah’s cock is still jutting out in front of my face, but I’m afraid I’m going to do something unexpectedly violent when Mason penetrates my ass, like biting, for example. So I wrap my fingers around Noah’s cock, which is still slick with my saliva, and I slide my hand up and down his shaft.
I focus my attention on the hand job so I don’t freak out about the anal sex. I try to maintain a rhythm. Up, down, up, down, up . . .
Ah! I cry out as the head of Mason’s dick presses against my asshole.
Mason’s body stills. I can feel his cock throbbing against my skin.
“Does it hurt, Ava?” Ollie asks.
“No.” I shake my head with embarrassment. “I was just . . . It was a reflex.”
Mason wraps his arms around me. “It’s going to be okay. Trust me.”
I melt as Ollie’s fingers play with my pussy lips, placing just enough pressure on my clit to keep me craving more. Liam and the twins have got their hands on me, too, pinching and rubbing and caressing me.
Before I know it, I’m arching my back, pressing my ass against Mason’s thick, hot, throbbing cock.
As Mason’s hands grab my tits and wrap around my neck, I surrender to his lust for me, letting him take control. I let go.
“Relax,” Mason says.
Still coated with my juices, Mason’s cock slides inside smoothly.
But that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt. My muscles struggle to accommodate his girth, and thankfully, Mason knows to pause if I stiffen up, letting me get used to him while I enjoy the attention of the other four brothers.
Ollie rubs my clit with the pad of his finger. I’m already sensitive from his attention from before, so it doesn't take much for me to come, with Mason still inside me.
“That’s right, relax and come on my cock,” Mason says. “Good girl.”
Mason’s words, combined with Ollie’s finger, gives me a prolonged, body-shaking orgasm that seems to stretch forever.
Eventually, when my forehead is dotted with sweat, Mason says, “I’m all the way inside your ass, beautiful.”
Noah’s cock, which is still in my hand, pulses. Obviously, he enjoys watching me lose my anal virginity. He shoots me a naughty smirk.
Mason starts to move in and out of me. It feels strange at first but when the rest of my body's being worshipped by multiple hands and mouths, it’s hard not to associate the feeling of having a cock in my ass with pleasure.
“Looks like you’re starting to enjoy it, sweetheart,” Nathan says, cocking an eyebrow as he stares at me. “You think you can handle me, too?”
He’s kneeling between my legs with his hard cock in his hand. It’s obvious what he means.
I nod. Then, I question my own sanity.
But as Nathan sinks into my pussy, I can only sigh at just how amazing it feels. I’m completely filled up. I feel like I’m almost bursting but, like, in a good way. I tighten my grip around Noah’s cock in my hand.
I close my eyes and let myself get lost in the sensations as Mason and Nathan sync their rhythm. With Mason’s arms around my waist, there’s nothing I can do but take their exquisite assault on my body.
It feels dirty and loving at the same time. I feel degraded and worshipped, all at once.
I take Noah’s cock back in my mouth and w
onder at the insanity my life has become, that I have three cocks inside me right now, with two of those cocks belonging to a pair of identical twins. Oh, and also, there are two other erect cocks in close vicinity, waiting their turns.
Noah hops off the couch and Ollie takes his place. With the tattoos on his body, Ollie looks more threatening than his usual sweet self.
But that’s just on the surface. One night, he told me all about how he likes to collect tattoos as he travels, and he explained the story behind each one of them. Now, when I see his body bared before me, I see the history of how he came to be the man that he is.
I take his cock in my hand and kiss the side of his shaft, running my lips over his velvety skin until I reach his spongy head, which is already slippery with his clear, glistening pre-cum.
“Where’s Liam?” Nathan asks as he pulls out of my pussy, leaving an empty feeling behind him. “You’ve got to come here and take my place, man. Five of us, all together with Ava. Make this official.”
Despite how hot and heavy I’m feeling, I giggle around Ollie’s cock. I can’t help it. They’re so silly sometimes.
Mason lightly smacks his palm over my pussy. “Anything funny, beautiful?” he asks as he continues to fuck my ass while his fingers play with my pussy, dipping inside me and rubbing my sweet spot.
Mason only pulls his fingers out of me when Liam climbs up between my legs and watches me being fucked in the ass, while a cock is jammed into my mouth.
Despite the raunchy situation, the way Liam smiles is full of tenderness. There’s no judgment there; only adoration.
“You have no idea how perfect you are for us,” Liam says.
And somehow, despite the ridiculousness of it all, I believe him.
“I know you’re ready for me,” he says as he thrusts into my pussy in one smooth motion.
I don’t know how long we go on like that, with Mason and Liam fucking me while I struggle to give Ollie a decent blowjob. The twins always have their hands and mouths on me, too, playing with my tits, my legs, and my clit.
As another orgasmic wave washes over me, I feel Liam growing harder. He’s pounding me faster, sending me to a higher climax than before. Liam comes with a loud grunt, his cock pulsing against my pussy walls as he deposits his thick, hot cum deep inside my pussy.
When Liam leaves, Mason gets more freedom to move and he uses it to his advantage. Grabbing me by the hips, he lifts me up so he can fully control how deep and fast he’s going. He wastes no time, pumping up into me hard and fast, tearing me in two with his impressive girth, until finally he comes.
After a quick wipe with the Kleenex on my coffee table—funny to think that when I bought it, I never expected to use it to clean up after a gang bang—Mason pulls out of me and kisses my sweaty forehead. “You did great, beautiful.”
“But you’re not done yet,” Noah says, grinning.
The boys flip me onto my hands and knees. Noah kneels behind me and starts to fuck my ass.
Noah's added some lube before going in and he’s not as thick as Mason. It’s still a strange sensation, but I’m getting used to it—I never thought I’d say that about anal sex. It's even starting to feel really good. Really dirty, too, but in a good way.
I feel Ollie’s cock grow slightly thicker in my mouth, and I know he’s about to blow. I look up at him and see his face scrunched up in ecstasy. He puts his hand on my head as his muscles tense up and he shoots his hot cum into my mouth.
“Ready for the big finalé, Ava?” Noah pulls me up and back against him.
“Yeah.”
“We’ll see how ready you really are,” Nathan says as he picks me up with complete ease. He hooks the crooks of his elbows under my knees, spreading my legs for him. I can only wrap my arms around his neck, afraid of falling on my ass.
As Nathan enters my pussy and starts to fuck me in earnest, I realize how little control I have in this position. I’m completely restrained and gravity’s working against me every time I get impaled on Nathan’s cock.
And then, Noah enters me from behind.
Suspended in the air between the twins, I let them fuck me with abandon, our bodies sticking and slapping against one another’s.
I didn’t think I had another orgasm left in me. But when Noah and Nathan come at the same time, so do I.
Our moans and grunts fill my living room until we all collapse in a big heap all over the couch and the rug on the floor.
“That was amazing,” I say with a big smile on my face.
Noah
“So, what’s the plan?” Ava asks.
Hers is not the only pair of eyes staring at Nathan, Mason, and me with high expectations, though.
Has Nathan hyped this up too much? That idiot. I should’ve been the one to make the calls to arrange this family meeting.
After all the scheming he’s been doing with Mason and me all day, Nathan has no time to cook for dinner. So here we are at Sunny Side Up where, even though it’s already getting dark outside, most of the tables are covered with breakfast fares.
“Don’t get too excited,” I remind everyone, trying to ignore the waiter putting plates of food on our table. “Remember, we’re essentially stuck between a rock and a hard place. We don’t really have any good options.”
“And the judgment definitely needs to be paid,” Liam says, vigilant as ever when there’s the slightest potential of legal trouble.
“I know,” Nathan says. “But still, listen to this. I think it’s a good way to make that asshole see he’s been messing with the wrong girl.”
I take a glance at Ava, knowing she’ll be blushing or smiling or both—it’s just the blushing this afternoon, by the way. There’s something so real and pure about this girl; it’s sometimes hard to believe she can do insanely dirty things, too.
She picks up a sausage with her fork and, even though we’re supposed to be having a serious discussion, I can’t help but get distracted when she lifts the phallic object up to her mouth and wraps her full lips around it.
“So what we think we’re going to do is, we’re going to publicize the hearing,” Mason says.
“You what?” Ollie asks, looking up from his plate. “You want even more exposure?”
“No, listen to this,” I say. “We’re not the people who should be ashamed here. It should be Joseph. We have nothing to hide. So what if there are six people in our relationship, rather than two?”
My brothers nod in agreement, while Ava just takes a deep breath to prepare herself for more details about the plan.
“The one who did wrong was Joseph,” Mason says. “He was a shit boyfriend, and now he’s a shit ex. I’m sure people will see that when they know the facts.”
“As long as we give them our version of the facts first,” I say.
“Who’s ‘them’?” Ava asks cautiously.
“The media. The press,” Mason says.
“You want to bring this to the media?” Liam asks, tilting his head with mild surprise.
“Yes.” Mason, Nathan, and I nod.
“Just the bit about the case,” I add.
Ollie and Liam fall quiet as they think. The food’s getting cold because nobody’s eating.
“But won’t people find out about us and scrutinize our relationship?” Ava asks.
“They might,” Nathan says. “I’m sorry to say that, sweetheart, but that is a risk.”
“I’m about to lose my job anyway, but there’s no need for you to also bring your names into this as well. This could end up affecting your business, your livelihood,” Ava says.
“It’s not just our business that's at stake, Ava,” Ollie reminds her gently. “If the news about us spreads, you’re going to find it impossible to find another teaching job.”
“That’s why, if you’re planning on teaching again or going into a profession where our relationship could be an issue, we won’t carry out the plan,” I say to Ava.
Ava shakes her head. “I think I’m done with teachi
ng. But I have no idea what I want to do yet.” She lets out a big sigh as she rests her chin on her hands. “I feel like such a loser.”
“Don’t be too hard on yourself. You’re only twenty-one. It’s normal to take some time to figure out what you want to do with your life,” Liam says.
“You really think so?” Ava asks.
Liam nods, while the rest of us sound our agreement.
“I’m not going to deny that the plan has some . . . flaws,” Nathan says. “But if we manage to get this news spreading, Joseph will forever be known as the asshole who sued his ex-girlfriend.
“When Joseph applies for a job, the HR person will Google him and totally get a kick out of reading these crazy articles about him.”
“I like the sound of that . . .” Ava says.
“Awesome,” Nathan says. “And, of course, if I were the HR person, I’d hire a non-crazy applicant.”
“Also,” Mason adds, “when Joseph gets a date, that girl will go home to also Google him and learn about how he treated the last girl who gave him a chance.”
“And that sounds great, too,” Ava says.
“Think about it carefully, Ava,” Liam says. “I know it sounds like a great idea to make Joseph pay for the rest of his life—I want that, too. It does sound like it might work and—”
“Of course, it’ll work,” Nathan cuts him off. “It’s a piece of cake.”
“He’s right,” I say. “All we have to do is spread the word and watch as it takes on a life of its own. This is a good story—as in, you know, so crazy it would get noticed.
“We’re going to get so many clicks on those articles.” Nathan’s starting to get excited about the idea, his eyes darting to and fro like his entire body is trying to keep up with his mind. This is how he usually looks when he comes up with a new sales pitch he likes. “Imagine the headline: ‘Woman Sued by Ex-Boyfriend, Made to Repay Dinner Bills from Past Dates.’”
“If you see that in your Google search results, you’d click on that link and read that article,” I add.