by Dark Angel
“Now that you are all dirty, lets clean you up in the jacuzzi I saw.” Max picks me up and carries me into the bathroom. The jacuzzi is still full and hot. He lowers me into the water and hot water teases my well-fucked cunt. He turns the jets on and steps into the whirlpool with me.
Max kisses me and I wrap my wet limbs around him. He settles on the bench seat and pulls me on top of him. I straddle his toned hips and guide his throbbing man meat to my waiting pussy.
He slides inside me and I realize he is sitting over one of the jets. Rushing water dances across my stretching pussy lips and massages my well-fucked asshole. My body vibrates with the pulsing of the rushing water. Max chuckles as a surprised yelp escapes my lips. I smile at him and grind my hips. He’s put me in control of our pace and I’m going to take full advantage.
I fuck his cock slowly, thoroughly enjoying every last inch of him and the buzzing jet of water. I feel weightless and soon the water is churning around us. My face feels flush. I’m holding on to the side of the tub, my knuckles straining white.
Max below me has his eyes closed, head tilted back. His hands roam my slick body. They range from my hips to my breasts then back to my ass. He starts thrusting upwards faster and faster. I slow my pace. I want to make him wait.
“Room for two more?” Robin’s voice comes from the bathroom door. I look up and see Jake and him standing there, hard again. I smile and nod to him. He steps over to the pool and kisses me deeply over Max’s head. Jake slides into the pool and traces the curve of my side with his hand.
While I entwine my tongue with Robin’s, Jake is pressing his hardened cock against my ass. The rush of the vibrating water and his pulsing head send a wave of pleasure through my body.
Max’s breath catches when I grind down on him driving his cock into my G-spot. Jack slides his love muscle into my ass and once again I am gloriously full, now with the added benefit of jetting water teasing the places where our bodies meet.
“Open up,” Robin says breaking our kiss. I look up at him and obediently open my mouth. His slides his cock across my tongue, glazing it with a new layer of precum. I moan. More than before I’m filled.
I listen to the sounds of pleasure coming from the three men. I’m making them feel what I feel being fucked by three cocks and it’s driving these three alpha men crazy with as they press against my body and fuck my holes.
It feels amazing to have my mouth, my cunt, and my ass full of prime fuck meat, so I make them feel the same way. I please all of them.
I’m lost again to my body, feeling used but in total control of the men around me. I sit up, driving Max deeper into my cunt. I put my hands behind my head, giving them free access to every inch of my body.
Robin’s cock slides deeper down my throat when I tip my head back. Max draws one nipple into his mouth and twirls it with his tongue. Jake has the other between two fingers pinching and rolling.
I open my eyes and look up at Robin, his head tilted back in ecstasy. Seeing him enthralled by my tongue and feeling the sharp sensations of Jake’s pinching and Max’s sharp teeth, I fall over the edge again.
My body throbs and my pussy pulses around Max’s cock. He and Jake hold my slick body. Robin’s hands find my hair and he thrusts his thick cock further down my throat around the moans of my orgasm.
An eternity later, I relax. Robin pulls his cock from my mouth with a loud popping noise. Max is biting his lip. I can tell he wanted to come with me, but is holding back. Jake pulls me off of Max’s throbbing cock and back onto his own for some last few thrusts before Robin helps me out of the tub.
“Now that you’re all clean, let’s get you dirty again.” Robin says. Max slaps my ass when I’m pulled from the water.
Robin wraps me in a fluffy towel and leads me back to the bed. He kisses me deeply. I press the length of my body against him. His skin feels cool after the hot water. While we’re kissing, the other two join us, kissing down my shoulders and across my back.
Suddenly Robin spins me around and throws me down onto the bed. He slaps my ass sharply. My skin is warm from the hot water and the strike sends an aftershock straight to my pussy.
I try to get up on my knees thinking he will climb on the bed behind me and fuck me from this position, but my movement is rewarded with another stinging slap to the ass.
“You’ll move when we say you can, Eve.” Max’s voice is stern. The commanding tone makes me shiver. I almost forgot in the tub who these guys are. They’re my delicious alpha males. My dominating gods. I’m here to serve at their pleasure—that’s what I wanted tonight.
Max and Robin each take one arm and hold them spread out on the white bedspread. Robin is rubbing my ass with his hands roughly. Peppering his attention with occasional swats, making me squirm. He stops for a moment and I’m tempted to look back. I want to know what’s going on.
Jake traces a swirling design up my arm that he’s holding out. I relax. I’m here to serve their pleasure, which happens to bring me intense pleasure in return. I take a deep breath and relax deeper into the mattress. I trust them, I want whatever they have planned. I submit.
Crack.
A leather belt licks at my warm skin. The sharp feeling radiates out from the now red mark on my ass. My breath catches and my eyes widen. Jake is looking at me softly.
“Ready, Eve?” He asks me. The other two have stopped moving. They’re waiting to hear that this is what I want. That I submit. That I want to feel the striking pleasure.
The silence in the air is palpable. However alpha they are, they wait for me to consent. They give me a taste of what they know I crave, then they wait. Bated breathing. No one’s pushing me to submit, but I know.
This is what I want. This is what they know I want. What they’ve known I wanted since they saw me fucking myself in front of them while I watch them dominate a female client and drive her insane into submission.
I nod.
“Please, Eve, give us a little more than a nod,” Max says, as Jake traces the same pattern along my arm. It feels like cursive, is it Scarlet?
“Yes, please. I’m ready.” I say. My voice sounds foreign, calm, husky.
Crack.
The belt hits my other ass cheek this time, the noise louder than the sting would account for. Something about the noise make the slap seem more intense.
Jake and Max start massaging my ass between blows, coming faster but no harder now. Each one, a tiny shockwave of pleasure.
Robin plays on my skin with his leather belt. First, a staccato pattern on my ass. Now he teases up my back, trailing the belt then striking between my shoulder blades. This strike is harder and I gasp, stinging pleasure rolls down my arms. Jake reaches over and kisses the stop the belt just kissed.
“Up on your knees now. Then put your arms right back where they are. I want your ass in the air. Display that wet cunt for us.” Robin taps my tender ass with his hand. Max and Jake release my hands and I scramble to get to my knees.
When I am on all fours, Max presses my shoulders back to the bed. My ass and my pussy are above my head nicely displayed to the three men. The belt licks my ass again, lower now.
The same trailing striking pattern is picked up across my thighs. I long to press them together around my now throbbing clit. Each blow sends a shock of sensation straight to my center of pleasure.
I’m moaning now into the bedspread. I’ve never felt this intense mix of pleasure and almost pain. I’m glad no one asked me to count this time. It’s all I can do to hold my position.
My thighs are crisscrossed with red belt marks. The swats pause. Jake runs a hand across my shoulders. He is readying me for what is to come next. My mind is blank. I take another deep breath and trust.
Slap.
The belt lands on my dripping pussy lips. A flood of juices soaks my cunt dripping down my belly from the angle I’m at. I cry out with pleasure and surprise. The weighted silence again. I can’t say anything, I can’t make my mouth form words. I’m too lost t
o the sensation. I nod and moan.
Slap.
Again, the leather licks my cunt, almost softer this time. The same flood of cunt juices. I swirl my hips. I don’t even know what I want right now. My pussy throbs. I want a cock, but I also want to see what more I can feel.
Slap.
One more, the tip of the belt strikes my sensitive clit. I see stars, the feeling is so intense. The moan is caught in my throat, I can’t make a sound. I’m overwhelmed.
“Yellow,” I gasp. I’m on a precipice. I don’t know what’s on the other side, and I’m not sure I’m quite ready to go there. Someday yes, but right this moment I need …
The belt hits the bed. Robin drops it and puts his hands on my hips. Jake helps me back up and Robin wraps his arms around me from behind.
“Such a good girl.” He murmurs in my ear. His hands run down my body softly, his fingers reach my dripping cunt and he teases my pussy lips with soft fingertips. “You liked that didn’t you. Would you like it if we fucked you again now? No more belt for tonight?”
I nod, and moan against him. Jake is in front of me so he kisses me. Robin is still teasing my pussy lips and my clit with his soft hands.
Jake pulls me down on top of him and reaches between us, guiding his cock to my sopping slit. His thick precum mixes with my dripping cunt juices and I sigh when he presses the head of his cock into me.
Robin and Max run their hands along my back and thighs tracing the path the belt blazed. Their fingers and then their lips are soft reminders of the biting pleasure I found at the end of the lash.
Max stretches the length of his body on top of mine. The head of his thick cock presses against my tender asshole. He kisses my shoulder and I nuzzle into him. He slides his throbbing man meat into my tightest hole. Again I’m filled front and back. Fuck, I love that.
They thrust slowly into me, gently bringing me back to the simple pleasure of fucking. Max drives me down onto Jake’s cock again and again. I arch my back and they pick up the pace. I kiss them both again and again, savoring the difference in how their mouths taste.
Robin lays next to us and I kiss him deeply, my hand trailing along to his thick cock. I stroke him in time to my fucking.
I feel warm and safe and cared for. They pushed my limits tonight then brought me back to simple pleasure. Feeling their bodies and their strength. I wish for a moment the others could have been here too, then I stop thinking. There’s nothing but this bed, these men. There’s nothing but my body and theirs. Nothing but waves of pleasure from being filled again and again.
Robin’s cock twitches in my hand. Max and Jake both make low growling sounds in the back of their throats. Together, we’re close to coming. I ride the wave. The crest and fall of pleasure builds around us. The room is filled with moans, deep noises driving each other to greater heights.
I feel a crashing inside me and every cell in my body cries out in ecstasy. I catch Robin’s mouth with mine come hard. At the same moment, Max and Jake explode inside me. Hot jets of cum pour into my ass and my cunt. Robin comes at the same time shooting a thick ropy load onto my skin.
I hold Jake and Max inside me as long as I can, their cum dripping out my ass and cunt. Finally, I roll off Jake and each of them kisses me deeply. They lay back on the big bed, legs and arms entangled with mine.
I run a hand from my dripping cunt, catching Max and Jake’s cum mixed with my own juices with the same hand covered in Robin’s hot load. I can feel their eyes on me as I drag the sticky mess up my torso, across my breasts and pop a delicious glob into my mouth.
“Damn, we taste good.” I giggle.
Chapter 30
Eve
Last night was beyond my wildest dreams. The charity event raised more money than I thought possible, and my men were a huge hit. I swear, every woman in the place thought they would have the chance to bed them last night.
Not my men. They sleep with one person. Me!
Standing by the window, watching the world below start the day, I can't believe how lucky I am. I have a very successful business, a loving family, and ten men who are willing to lay their lives on the line to make sure I'm kept safe. What more could a woman want?
As they all sleep, I shower. The heat from the water caresses my aching flesh. Last night was one hell of a workout. The sex has my pussy still tingling. I’m almost to the point of waking them all up for round two, but there’s too much to get done today.
After a twenty-minute shower, I put on makeup, do my hair, and get dressed. All of this is done in complete silence. I don't want to wake the men up, or they’d want to go with me.
I want to do something sweet for them. Not because I must, but because I want ten of the sexiest men in the world to know they’re appreciated.
I can't thank them enough for what they did last night. The charity will receive a check that will top any other contributions for the year. I’m so proud of that, plus, my mind is still spinning over the way these women act when a handsome man is flashed in front of them. I guess the tables have turned when it comes to women standing up for what they want.
I walk to the balcony to make a private call out of any potential earshot. I want to get each one of the men a very nice watch.
The saleswoman assures me she has enough in stock, and that they can have them engraved before I get there. Money does talk when you need a rush order.
Each watch will say "Time is not measured by clocks, but by moments." I’ve always loved the quote, and I think that it fits for all of us. I’ve shared some of the best days of my life with them. I know that I have every day for the rest of my life to make more memories.
I look at my own watch. The saleswoman asked me to give her one hour to finish. Just enough time for a cup of coffee in the hotel lobby. I can make a few phone calls and send some emails while I wait.
I take a deep breath before leaving the room. All the ten are still asleep. I know the men will be mad that I've gone without at least one of them, but it wouldn't be a surprise if I take them with me, now would it?
I close the door gently, taking the elevator to the main floor. A little coffee shop is a perfect place to wait out the hour.
"Black coffee, and a bagel, light on the cream cheese."
While I dictate my order, the waitress smiles, just nodding instead of speaking. She looks kind of young, and I remember being a little shy at that age. Hell, until a few months ago I could have been her. Meek, mild, and unassured.
I’m mid-email when my order comes. The waitress leaves me a cream and sugar just in case. I know I shouldn't, but I pour both in the coffee. I worked off enough calories last night to be able to splurge a little bit.
I people-watch as I sip at the hot liquid. A few have come and gone that I remember seeing the night before. Women in small groups of two or three, probably on their way home to fuck their husbands. All that testosterone they witnessed last night would make a nun faint. Little does anyone know that I got what they paid for!
Lost in thought for a moment or two, I reflect on how lucky I am to have these guys by my side. I know that last night I might have been a tiny bit jealous, but only because I was worried they’d feel they needed to do something they weren't comfortable with. Women can be vultures when it comes to men who look like mine do.
I recheck my watch. An hour has passed, and I know I have time now to get to the jewelry store and the office before anyone wakes. I’ll give them a wake-up call once I settle in for the day.
After paying the bill for breakfast, and leaving a ten-dollar tip for the waitress, I decide to walk. It's a beautiful day, and the birds are singing. What could it hurt? The store is only right around the corner.
I’m only footsteps away when it all stops. As I walk past an alley I don’t notice the hand reach out from the shadows until it’s far too late. A hand places a small cloth over my mouth and nose, muffling my screams. A strange scent floods my nostrils, and the day suddenly goes dark.
I really should have woken one of them up.
Chapter 31
Jake
Well, fuck. If that’s what you get for helping out sick kids, sign me up for the next charity event.
Light is streaming through the windows of the hotel room. I reach across the bed, and my hand finds a very hairy ankle. Not Eve.
I look over, and Max is laying backward on the other side of the king bed. Looking around the room, I see Robin has crashed on the couch. No Eve.
I get up and step into the bathroom. Still no sign of Eve. Pity, I had plans for the dual shower head this morning. I take a quick rinse then head back into the bedroom with a towel slung around my hips. She probably went downstairs for breakfast.
“Jake, you hiding the boss in the shower?” Robin is awake, and he’s cracking open a bottle of sparkling water from the mini bar.
“Nah, not me. Maybe she went to get some food? We definitely worked up an appetite last night.” I answer, laughing at my own joke.
Max throws a pillow at me from his spot on the bed. “If you don’t know where the beautiful woman is, please shut up. Some of us are trying to regain our strength for another round.”
“Jake’s right. Eve is likely downstairs, and downstairs, there’s bacon and coffee. Let’s find her and help her finish breakfast.” Robin tosses my slacks to me and heads into the bathroom himself. In a few minutes we are all dressed again and headed down to the hotel restaurant.
No Eve. The restaurant is bustling with the brunch crowd, but our girl isn’t there. Robin pulls out his phone and calls her. I can hear her voicemail message. He hangs up.
“Maybe she went for a swim?” I suggest.
I picture Evelynn Travers in a swimsuit, and something about wet fabric clinging to her curves seems even sexier than her absolutely fucking naked. I hope she’s swimming.
She isn’t in the pool. She isn’t in the co-ed sauna. We wait around in the fitness/spa area for a little while hoping she’s in the changing room. Nothing. Max pulls out his phone and calls her.