by Amber Drake
Here’s the thing, there aren’t many rewards in this job; the occasional bottle of wine at Christmas, a box of chocolates at Easter, sometimes a friendly card or bonus at the end of the year. So when you get one it makes all the difference.
That water looked good. All blue and cool and wet. It had been way too long since I’d been swimming and the water was calling to me. Without wasting any more time I stripped off my dress so only by two-piece bathers remained I ran to the edge and dived in.
I moaned as my body shot through the water and came up smiling and laughing. The cool water tingled on my hot flesh making my whole body feel alive and ready for anything. I swam laps of every stroke I could remember from grade-school, remembering the days when I was on the team, remembering the cheers and the thrill of coming first.
It was like I was back there all over again. I could actually hear the cheers. I could see the crowd lining the sides of the pool…
Wait. I stopped and looked up, treading water and almost screamed when I saw three men standing by the pool in nothing but speedos and what looked like bowties.
I swam to the opposite side of the pool and settled myself with one arms thrown over the edge. “I thought you three had gone home.”
Greg grinned and jiggled his bowtie with two fingers of each hand. “There was one more thing we had to do first.”
“Oh really?” I fidgeted where I was and looked at all three, nervously. “Your mum invited me to swim today. To say thanks for cleaning up after you three,” I added with an indignant tilt to my chin. “You can call her and check.”
“But that’s what we had to do today,” John replied then pulled the bottle of wine from the ice bucket and plucked a fluted glass. “We are your personal butlers for the day.” He filled the glass with wine and held it out.
Still watching them I climbed out of the pool, well aware of their gazes drifting over my barely covered body. Water dripped from my hair and slid down over my curves, down my legs, making my whole body shimmer in the sunlight.
“And why would you want to do that?” I asked as I slowly walked around the pool, taking my time.
Greg grabbed a towel and asked, “May I?” Then when I nodded gently patted my body dry.
His large hands patted the towel firmly against my legs, my thighs, my bottom, my waist and stomach, then higher to my breasts and back then breasts again.
Finally when he was squeezing the water from my hair he said quietly, “You left so quickly the other day. I wasn’t sure you’d come back.” His towelled hand patted round my throat and my chin and my cheeks. “I didn’t get a chance to tell you how amazing I thought you were.”
My whole body flushed. “Thank you.”
Dry and warm with the towel wrapped around my waist I walked towards John who handed me a flute of wine. I thanked him and took a sip. It was good, sort of dry and fruity at the same time.
When I turned towards my chair Perry was waiting there, a bottle of sunscreen between his fingers.
“Don’t want you getting sunburnt, now do we?”
I shook my head and let him lead me to the chair. My hand felt so small in his larger one and when I met his eyes a part of me melted under the heat of his gaze.
“Lay on your tummy and I’ll start with your back.”
I did as I was told and rested my head on my folded arms. “Not that I’m complaining,” I started to say. “But what is this about?”
Perry squeezed some sunscreen onto his hands then rubbed it over my back. “We may look like three big strong…”
“Well endowed,” John interrupted with a grin as he sat near where my head rested and brought the flute of wine to my lips.
“Men of the world.” Perry finished with a pointed look at his brother. “We’re mummy’s boys at heart. And its hard living so far away, we worry about her.”
“That’s sweet,” I took another sip of wine. “But she doesn’t strike me as a delicate flower.”
Greg sat at my feet and I shut my eyes with a sigh when he started rubbing and massaging them. “Yeah, mum is a shark at work. She can smell blood a mile away and I’ve personally watched her tear shreds of men twice her size and left them shaking in a corner.”
Perry laughed. His hands were on my lower back now, massaging, rubbing his long fingers into my flesh. “Remember the time he made the CEO of Walibaster Publishing cry?”
All three laughed. It was a nice sound. Solid and strong and unifying somehow.
“Sort of backs up my, ‘not a delicate flower’ argument,” I said, only half interested since Greg had placed the first foot back down and had started rubbing my other foot. “Greg that feels incredible,” I moaned.
“As I was saying,” Perry moved back to my shoulders and massaged the muscles. “She can move mountains in the work place but she’s never been so good at looking after herself.
“When we were kids it was nothing to find her still up working on one project or another way past midnight then in the morning she’d be running the house like an army commander, getting us up and out the door for school.”
“She will work and work until she collapses into bed at night. If anything gets in the way of work, besides her three adoring sons, it simply doesn’t get a look in,” John finished, offering me another sip of wine. “She wouldn’t notice most of the time if the house was falling apart. That’s why you are so important. And it makes us three negligent bastards feel a whole lot better knowing that you’re here looking out for her.”
“So we wanted to thank you.” Perry’s lips touched the shell of my ear and I shivered when his breath ticked my sensitive lobe.
“I was going to suggest chocolates,” John said. “Chicks dig chocolate.” He gave me a wicked grin and ran the tip of his finger over my lips.
“I was going to suggest a gift voucher for a day spa,” Perry said.
“I suggested dinner and some flowers,” Greg added and ran wet fingers up the middle of my foot, making me fidget and giggle.
“Then we had a better idea,” Perry murmured into my ear. “What if John feeds your luscious mouth some rich dark chocolate while I lick your pussy till you scream?”
My breath caught in my throat. My heart skipped a beat. My whole body seemed to stop and fill with adrenalin at the same time.
I looked up at him, wide-eyed. There was no mistaking the smouldering look in his eye or the twitch of a smile at his lips.
“Would you like that, Vicky?” His voice was deeper and huskier suddenly.
My breath was coming way too fast and my heart was beating way too fast for me to respond.
“Yeah, you’d like that.” The tone of pure male pride made my body flood with heat. “Now roll over, it’s time for your present.”
I did as I was told and smiled up at the three men I’d been lusting after the last few weeks. Nothing like this had ever happened to me before and there was no way I was letting this opportunity pass.
When my gaze met Perry’s my stomach fluttered and my whole body hummed with excitement when he dropped to his knees and started kissing up my left foot, up over my ankle and up to my knee.
Greg offered me another sip of wine and after swallowing John pressed a line of chocolate against my lips. It was sweet and smooth and ooh chocolaty. I sucked at the first square and closed my eyes in delight.
Aside from sex, chocolate was my biggest weakness.
“Fuck that’s hot,” Perry said. He’d stopped kissing his way up my thigh and was now watching my mouth.
I liked him watching. I liked Greg and John watching two. Beside me I could hear Greg breathing hard and John’s hand was trembling. I parted my lips sensually and licked my tongue up the side then slipped the line of chocolate into my mouth again.
“Oh, baby,” Greg moaned.
Perry resumed kissing up my thigh and I moaned when his thumbs hooked into the elastic of my bikini bottoms and slowly pulled them down and off. He resumed kissing up my inner thigh till his mouth grazed the junctu
“Oh!” I let out a soft cry. Every part of my body was just buzzing with arousal.
Greg took my hand and pulled my arm straight then processed to kiss each sensitive fingertip. Such a simple thing and yet it made my pussy clench and tingle.
“Oh yeah, she like’s that,” Perry murmured the throwing a wide, lusty grin at his brother he parted my nether-lips and licked his tongue, slowly, firmly up over my tiny pink hole and paused to flicker his tongue over my already swollen clit.
I moaned and bit down on the chocolate still between my lips. My teeth sliced easily through the tip and John let out a pained yelp. I chewed and swallowed the chocolate square then smiled up at him and parted my lips for more.
John teased me with it this time, holding it just out of reach. He brought it close so I could just smell the rich scent then pulled it back as my tongue flicked out to taste it.
Just then Perry swirled his tongue around my clit and sucked it between his lips. My head fell back and all I could do was feel. Oh fuckfuckfuck.
I was on the edge. So close. Greg’s lips reached the inside of my elbow and he flicked out his tongue against the sensitive point just as Perry was flicking his tongue mercilessly across my clit. John sucked the tip of the chocolate line into his mouth then drew a chocolate gloss over my lips.
So much sensory stimulation. Too much.
All at once all our positions shifted. Perry was now sitting on the chair, I was straddling his hips and John was placing wet hot kisses down my spine.
Greg gripped the back of my hair in his fist and forced my head back then licked his tongue roughly up my throat. I groaned and he muffled the sound with his mouth on mine. Taking first my top lip then the lower he sucked off the chocolate then kissed me again, forcing my head to the side so he could deepen the kiss.
I kissed him right back. God this man knew how to use his mouth, giving and taking, the sensual flick and slide of tongues my whole body was on fire by the time he pulled back.
“God you are a hot little slut,” Perry growled as his mouth slid over my jawline.
All at once Perry’s hands were gripping my hips and something thick and hot was pressing against my tight opening. Fuck he was bigger than his brothers. A shiver of fear had me looking down at him. I licked my lips and willed him to understand.
“Trust me, lover,” he rasped and slowly started shoving his cock upwards and into my tight cunt.
I gasped and shut my eyes. My hands gripped his shoulders and I just held on as he crammed that monster cock into me in short thrusts. Two inches in, one inch back. In. In. In. OH FUCK! He grunted and shoved those last three inches to the hilt so his tight balls were resting against my bottom.
There was pleasure and pain and a kind of fulfilment that I’ve never felt. He was stretching my cunt so wide I thought I might break apart.
“Bloody hell, you’re killin’ her with that horse cock of yours.” Greg laughed from where he was still beside me.
“What a way to go,” I managed to reply and all three laughed.
Perry grinned up at me. “Ride me you sexy bitch.”
Biting my lip I rose up off his dick, till only the tip remained trapped within my pussy then dropped down hard, taking his length and thickness all the way in one long stroke.
“Oh yeah!” He cried out.
His fingers gripped my hips but he let me chose the rhythm. I took it long and slow at first but with each downward plunge my clit pressed against his pubis and coarse hair. Each stroke sent shots of pleasure up my body so it didn’t take long for me to speed up.
Gripping his hair in my fingers I rose high and plunged down hard, slamming him into me and my clit against him. Oh yeah. It felt so good I did it again and again.
“That’s it, lover.” His voice was rough, teeth bared. “Fuck me. Ride that cock. I wanna feel you coming all over my dick you dirty slut.”
My climax came so quickly I couldn’t do more then give a shocked yelp when the pleasure rushed through from my clit and up my spine and leaving me trembling.
Perry groaned. “Fuck that felt nice.”
I smiled down at him and squeezed my inner muscles around his still hard cock.
With a groan he grabbed my hair and pulled my mouth to his. As we kissed I felt another set of lips at the back of my neck then at my ear. John had disappeared there but he was back now and I had a feeling that this was just the beginning.
“Are you tired, little slut?” John murmured into my ear.
“Not even close,” I managed to return. “I sure hope you’re planning to fuck my ass because Perry here is still busy.”
“Way ahead of you, babe.”
With that Perry took my face between his hands and kissed me. His mouth firm but languid, sucking at my top and lower as I bit down gently on his, making him groan. All the while John pushed me forward slightly, pulled apart my ass-cheeks and pushed his lubed cock against my puckered hole.
“Relax, honey,” he moaned into my ear. “We’re going to make you feel so good.”
I forced myself to breath and relax and in the next breath his cock broke through the ring of my ass and pushed smoothly inside.
“Shit, John I can feel your dick in her.”
John laughed, pulling out slowly before pushing back inside with a moan. “Feel you too, Brother.”
Between them they held me in place and fucked me. One cock slid in as the other slid out, the other slid in and the other out. Oh! My head fell back and all I could was feel as these two men fucked my ass and cunt long and hard.
The way they talked to each other and me was akin to something taboo.
“Hell yeah,” Perry moaned, he was on his knees now, pumping his hips with barely controlled urgency. “Fuck her ass, brother. How does it feel?”
“Feels good,” John gritted out. “So fucking tight, brother. She’s so hot and tight, her ass is so round and spankable.”
The sound of slapping flesh caught my attention and I turned my head to see Greg still standing to the side, pumping his cock in his fist. No way could I let that slide. I reached out, cupped his balls and licked my lips.
“Oh, babe.” He didn’t need any further invite.
Stepping closer he pushed his swollen cock head against my lips and I opened gladly, sucking him deep into my throat.
“Oh fuck!” I had no idea who said it.
The surroundings were filled with the sounds of hot male pleasure. Perry pumped hard, erratic, and deep into my cunt. John moaned and kept his rhythm, kissing the back of my neck and whispering crude compliments into my ear. Greg wrapped my hair in his fist and fucked my mouth, his eyes never leaving the spot where his shimmering cock slid in and out from between my lips.
“Oh fuck, brother, I’m close… Gonna come in her tight twat.”
“That’s it, brother,” John moaned, his dick pumping harder in my ass. “Come. Empty your balls into her tight little whore cunt.”
“Oh yeah!” Perry was thrusting so fast I was shocked by his stamina. “Fuckfuckfuck. Ooooh Yeeaahh”
John let out a breathless laugh then moaned as his own body shook and I could feel him pumping his cum deep in my ass. Someone. I don’t know who reached down, even as I kept sucking Greg’s dick, and started flicking and rubbing my clit.
Seconds before I came Greg pulled his cock from my sucking mouth with a POP and stroked himself furiously. Watching his hand on his dick was so fucking hot I felt my cunt clenching around Perry’s softening cock. The fingers rubbing my clit sped up, rubbing harder, circling, flicking, squeezing and rubbing again. My climax was rushing towards me so fast I was almost scared.
“Oh yeah she likes that, I can feel her sweet cunt squeezing me.”
“Come over her tits, brother,” John said and I think it was his fingers on my clit.
“Fuck yes!” Greg moaned, his fist pumping harder and faster on his dick. “I’m coming, brother. Gonna cum all over her sweet tits.”
“Vicky’s coming too, aren’t you, slut?” Greg murmured into my ear, fingers rubbing my clit as the two cocks in me were getting hard again.”
“Oh… Oh… Oooh!” Greg’s hands suddenly slowed to long strokes as his cum shot from him in long, ropey streams and splattered over my tits.
All at once I was flying, weightless then falling and with a scream. My climax hit me like a white water wave and all I could do was hold on as the molten rush of pleasure flooded my shuddering body.
It was a while later that we all jumped in the pool, cooling our heated flesh, laughing and playing like kids.
All too soon it was time to pack up and go home but Perry met me at the door.
We didn’t say anything. I’m not sure what I was expecting him to say and I had the feeling he was at a loss too. He lived on the other side of the country after all.
Instead he cupped my face between his large hands and kissed me. The kiss was soft, intimate and when he tipped my head to the side to deepen the contact I moaned and let him.
We exchanged a smile and without a word I turned and walked away.
Over the next few years Greg and John called me a few times when they were in town and we hooked up for several nights of raunchy, satisfying sex.
Perry never did. Which was just as well. No way was he going to pack up and move closer and no way was I ready to settle down with one man. Being a naughty slutty maid was just too much fun.
End
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