by Chloe Lang
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Carol obeyed, filling her lungs to the max. Then she felt an instant searing pain as Jack pierced her virgin flesh, causing her to release her breath.
Her passion exploded inside her, washing away the sting quickly. As he went deeper into her pussy, she wrapped her legs around his waist. When he started rhythmically going in and out of her body, her desire took over and her hips began to move, matching his every stroke.
A deluge of need she’d never known possible filled her. With her hands on his shoulders, she raked his skin with her fingernails.
In a heated whisper, she confessed, “Jack, I love you so much.”
He kissed her deeply, expanding her desire for him.
Moving faster and faster, Jack was pushing her to the brink. Her body seemed to have a mind of its own, as her insides clenched down on his cock, again and again. She felt warmth and overpowering sensations throughout all her body, inside and out.
Her back arched off the mattress, as Jack filled her with one powerful, lasting thrust. She screamed, feeling tears of pleasure stream down her cheeks. Vibrations rolled through her, igniting all her nerve endings, and she began to shiver uncontrollably.
Her husbands gently massaged, kissed, and touched her as the orgasm they’d given her continued to undulate through her body. The feeling seemed to last forever.
When her climax softened to a glow, Will lifted her off the bed and into his arms. Hoping she had pleased her three men, Carol whispered, “Did I…well, was everything…okay?”
Will gazed down at her, causing her another little tremble. “Darling, you were amazing.”
She saw Jack and Tom stripping the bed as Will carried her out of the bedroom and into the bathroom. Will lowered her onto the toilet seat.
Placing the stopper in the drain, he turned on the water to fill the tub. “Honey, you like your bath really warm, right?”
She nodded.
He made a couple of turns on the faucets and then came back to her. He cupped her chin and leaned down and kissed her tenderly. Now, she had no qualms that they were both naked in front of each other. In fact, it felt so natural to her.
Tom, also still naked, came in with a full glass of wine and handed it to her. “Baby, this is for you.”
“Thank you.” She took a little sip and glanced at the steam rising from the bathtub.
Tom stroked her hair. “How are you feeling?”
“Wonderful.” She set down her glass. “And a bath is exactly what I need right now. Time for me to get into that watery oasis, fellows.”
Will shook his head. “No you don’t, Carol.”
Confused, she asked, “What do you mean?”
“You’re exhausted.” He lifted her again into his arms.
“I can walk, Will.”
He grinned. “Sweetheart, let your husbands take care of you tonight.”
“Okay,” she said, feeling like a princess.
Will lowered her into the tub. Immediately, her body began to relax in the warm water. He sat on the edge of the tub on one side and Tom sat on the other. Each had a sponge that they plunged below the water’s surface.
Will pressed his hot mouth to her waiting lips. A shiver rolled through her, despite the warm water. Tom washed her legs with his soapy sponge. Will worked on her shoulders with his. Her lips began to tremble slightly. She sighed and closed her eyes, letting herself relish being bathed by Tom and Will.
Tom moved up her legs. “How does this feel, baby?”
“Good. Really good.”
When the sponge in his hand pressed against her sex, she moaned softly. Will moved his sponge to her breasts, sending new heat between her legs. Her men washed every inch of her body, igniting a craving inside her. Tom, Will, and Jack had been so tender and patient with her. Now, she wanted more, needed more.
Tom and Will lifted her out of the water. After placing her on her feet, they began drying her with the plush, soft towels. Wearing his robe, Jack came in the bathroom carrying her negligee and some slippers in one hand and his brothers’ robes in the other.
“Hi, sweetheart,” Jack said, handing Tom and Will their robes. “You must be famished. Thankfully, someone stocked the kitchen and fridge for us. I’ve got some fruit, cheese, and crackers ready for you on the back porch. Do you like hot tea?”
“That sounds so refreshing.”
“Let’s get you dressed.” Jack stepped in front of her, lifting the negligee over her head. The silky garment fell softly down her body. Then he put the comfy slippers on her feet.
“Hey, there’s a bit of a chill in the air tonight.” Will put his arm around her shoulders. “We need to get our lovely bride a robe before we take her outside.”
Tom grinned. “There’s only one robe that I can think of that will fit her.”
“I bet you’re right, Tom.” Will laughed. “Jack, you still have that robe Mom made for you?”
Jack shook his head. “How would I know? I’ve been in Korea for a year.”
“Now, I’m curious,” she said, noticing the mischievous smirks from Tom and Will and Jack’s obvious unease on the topic of the mysterious robe.
“Best to show you first, baby. I know right where it is.” Tom walked out of the bathroom.
“Jack, tell me about this robe of yours?” she asked.
His eyebrows shot up. “Honey, you’ve got to understand that I was just a kid. Will and Tom love picking on me since I’m the youngest of the three of us.”
Will snorted, “Mom always loved spoiling him, honey. Besides, you never got rid of it, Jack, did you?”
Tom was back holding Jack’s boyhood robe in his left hand. At first, Carol didn’t see what the hubbub was all about. “What’s that sewed onto the shoulders?”
Will and Tom burst into laughter. Then Tom turned the robe around. Carol giggled at the sight of the red cape with the gold capital “S” attached to the white robe.
Jack just stood there, shaking his head.
“Come on, brother. Say it for us,” Tom teased. “Faster than a…what?”
Will added, “More powerful than a—”
“Shut up, guys,” Jack said with a chuckle. “Just put it on Carol and let’s get her some food.”
Tom placed the robe around her and picked her up into his arms.
“If you guys keep carrying me around everywhere, I’m going to forget how to walk. After all, with this robe, I bet I can fly to the porch.”
They all laughed as Tom led the way to the back of the cabin with her in his arms. Once they were out on the back porch, Tom sat her down in one of the wooden chairs. The goodies Jack had put together were delicious.
The cup of tea Jack brought tasted wonderful, and it warmed her insides.
She and her three husbands sat in silence for a bit, enjoying each other’s presence and the world around them.
She gazed up into the cloudless night sky filled with millions of stars. When a bright streak shot across the blackness, she gasped. Pointing, she said, “Look, a falling star.”
“Hurry up, sweetheart. Make a wish.” Jack took her hand and squeezed.
She hadn’t seen such beauty in the sky since seeing the northern lights one early-spring night during her childhood in Maine. Closing her eyes, she made her wish.
“What did you wish for, baby?” Tom asked.
She shook her head. “If I told you, that would ruin the magic.”
“So that’s how you’re going to play this.” His mouth curved up into a wicked grin. “Well, I think it’s time to show you a little more magic, sweetheart.” Then he lifted her back up into his arms once more.
She hoped they were going to make love to her again. She’d never expected her own body could experience such glorious feelings. She wanted to learn more and more about the bedroom, both for her own pleasure and for the pleasure of her husbands.
Tom carried her back into the bedroom. Jack had remade the bed and it looked so inviting to her.
Gently, To
m lowered her facedown onto the soft blankets and pillows. “Time for your next lesson, baby.”
Though she was unsure what was coming next, anticipation overwhelmed her. Her cravings for the sensations they’d given her earlier drove her mad.
Tom crawled onto the bed next to her. His hands drifted lightly down her back, raising goose bumps on her skin. Jack got on the other side of her and began stroking her hair. She felt Will position himself between her legs, pushing his fingers up and deeply through her sex. Her husbands’ intimate touches incited a hundred hot vibrations inside her.
She felt Tom apply something slick to her backside, which puzzled but also aroused her. Odd, but true.
Turning her head to the side, she came face-to-face with Jack. He smiled and plastered his full lips to her mouth just as Tom pierced her tightness back there with his finger. The pain was tolerable, especially since it gave birth to something stronger and more powerful—unabashed desire.
Will continued pressing her sex with his hand, making her even wetter than before. “I can’t wait to have you, love. I want to fill you up with my cock.”
His words ignited a firestorm inside her. Crazed and so very hot, she began to pant.
Jack stroked her chin. “We’re all here for you, Carol. This is all for you.” As he licked her neck, she felt the heat in her cheeks explode.
Tom continued to manipulate her ass, sending another finger inside her. His handling of her backside expanded her need for more from her husbands, her need to have them inside her body once again.
Jack reached between the mattress and her chest, and she felt him capture her nipple with his thumb and forefinger. When he pinched her tiny bit of flesh, she moaned, licking her lips.
“You’re all I could’ve ever dreamed of, darling.” Will applied the perfect torture to her clit with his hand, making her deliciously dizzy.
She felt Tom crawl on top of her, pinning her body with his entire weight. The tip of his dick touched her anus, making her shiver. Realization of what he was about to do caused her to hold her breath, though she was willing to surrender everything to him, to all of them.
“Baby, keep breathing,” Tom instructed.
“I’m trying,” she choked out.
He kissed her neck and whispered, “Trust me, Carol. This will give you pleasure.”
His words softened her anxiety just a bit, and she was able to breathe more deeply.
“That’s my baby. In and out. Really slow.”
Inhaling deeper than before, she felt her desire for him to claim her in this unusual way grow. She’d never thought about sex in this fashion, but being possessed by Tom this way was something she wanted, needed, craved. As she exhaled, Tom pushed his cock past her tightness and into her backside. The sting was intense but tolerable. She chewed on her lip and fisted the sheets, fighting back the pain. In no time, the ache turned into something hot, extreme, and fierce. Her passions were alive and well and exploding inside her body.
Tom thrust further into her ass, and her womb began to clench. Without a word, he rolled over, pulling her along with him, keeping his cock seated inside her ass, until her back rested on his front and her front faced the ceiling.
She looked up at Jack and Will, gazing down at her with apparent awe. Will moved onto the bed and got on top of her, positioning his dick until it pressed on her pussy, which was soaked from passion.
“Please,” she begged, unable to hold back her desire any longer. “Please, Will. Take me.”
He kissed her, and pushed his cock into her channel. She’d never felt so taken over in all her life, as her two husbands filled her completely. They began to pump their dicks in and out of her body, one from behind and the other in the front, and she closed her eyes tight, mentally holding on for the ride of her life.
She was sandwiched between these two men, her husbands. The thought sent her into the stratosphere, and more sensations shot through her.
She felt Jack touch her cheek. “I want to feel your pretty mouth around my cock, sweetheart.”
Opening her eyes, she found his erect dick only a fraction of an inch from her lips. He’d moved himself onto the bed to feed her his cock. She stuck out her tongue and tasted the salty drop glistening on the slit of his dick.
“Yes, darling. Perfect,” Jack said.
His encouragement spurred her on, and she opened her mouth as wide as she could. Pleasing her husbands was all she wanted, and her reward would be ultimate pleasure.
Jack leaned into her and gently sent his cock past her lips. Twirling her tongue around the head of his dick, she cupped her hand around his beefy balls.
“Wow,” Jack growled. “That feels great, honey.”
She sent her other hand around Will’s neck and her legs around his waist.
Tom and Will continued thrusting into her, driving her to the very edge of insanity.
Sucking hard on Jack’s dick, her body began writhing between her three husbands, as if it had a mind of its own.
Everything—Tom claiming her ass, Will filling her pussy, Jack possessing her mouth—mixed together into a brew of hot, unimaginable pleasure. It was as if her entire life had led her to this very moment—her wedding night.
Will’s eyes closed tight. “I’m coming.”
She felt his cock pulse inside her, and her womb clenched tight around him, accepting his seed.
Jack cupped the back of her neck. “Drink all of me, sweetheart.”
She swallowed every drop of him.
Tom thrust into her ass, and came inside her, too.
With every beat of her heart, another detonation of wild, climactic sensations came alive inside her. What to call the things they’d imparted to her this night? Wondrous joy. überwältigende liebe. La petite mort.
Though she spoke English, German, and a little French, there weren’t words that could describe what Tom, Will, and Jack had given her.
None of them moved for a little bit. Carol was glad to be surrounded by her guys.
As her breathing and heartbeat slowed, Will and Jack moved off the bed. Tom kept his arms wrapped around her from behind.
Jack leaned down and kissed her again. “I love you, my wife.”
“I love you, my husband.”
Will also kissed her. “Love you, honey.”
“I love you, Will.”
Tom rolled her onto her side, and then swung his legs off the bed. Next, he lifted her up into his arms.
“What now, Tom?” she asked.
“A little refreshing shower, sweetheart.”
“You guys must be the cleanest cowboys in Nevada. You realize this will be my third washing tonight?”
“We do, but this one is special, love,” Tom said.
He carried her into the bathroom with the shower that they’d gotten ready in while she had taken her bath. Since it was large enough for all three of them, she easily stood in the middle of her three fellows.
One at a time, her husbands went under the showerhead, soaking their muscled bodies. Though they didn’t ask for her help, she wanted to wash them, just like they’d done for her. Taking one of the cloths hanging from the rod on the wall, she put it under the shower’s stream, getting it nice and wet. After adding soap to the cloth, she placed it on Jack’s muscled chest first.
His cock lengthened, and she giggled, reaching out to squeeze him. “I have quite an effect on you, cowboy.”
“You bet your ass you do, sweetheart.”
She turned to Will, and instead of washing his chest first, she went straight for his dick.
He smiled, and she felt his shaft grow under the cloth. “Me, too, doll. Me, too.”
Getting up on her tiptoes, she kissed him. Turning to Tom, she saw he was already aroused.
Tom’s voice rumbled deep in his chest. “My turn, baby.”
He lifted her up as if she was a feather, and then he slid her down until his hard cock entered her sex. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. W
ith brute strength, he gently lifted her up and down, sending his dick deep into her body. There was determination in his piercing eyes, his rhythmic movements, and his hot breaths. He thrust into her again and again, sending her quickly into a state of euphoria filled with tingles and shivers. Then he shot his seed deep inside her.
She raked her nails on his shoulders.
Totally spent, she melted into his body. As her three new husbands helped her back into bed, she sighed with contentment before drifting off to sleep.
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The dew sparkled on the trees like little diamonds, and birds sang from every branch. The mountains off in the distance looked so majestic. Northern Nevada was quite beautiful. Living here was going to be wonderful.
Enjoying the gorgeous morning, Carol sat on the back porch sipping the fresh cup of coffee Jack had just poured her.
Tom sat by her. Though he was reading the newspaper, he also held her hand.
Jack sat on the other side of her, sipping his own cup of coffee. His eyes never left her, which made her smile.
“Maybe you should take a picture, Jack. It’ll last longer.”
“Sweetheart, I plan on taking lots of pictures of you. Hell, I might even take up painting. Here you are, right in front of me—perfection.”
Even though she loved hearing him say that, she replied, “I’m absolutely not, and you will soon see that fact after I’ve been around longer.”
“We could argue about this all day. You’re never going to change my mind, honey.”
She shook her head and smiled.
Will came out of the cabin, balancing several plates of hot waffles. The aroma of the breakfast he’d made for all of them was wonderful.
“Darling, I hope you enjoy this,” Will said, placing Carol’s plate in front of her on the table and handing her a fork.
“If the mouthwatering smell is any indication, I’m sure I am going to love it.” She looked down at the simple white plate, filled with a golden-brown waffle covered in maple syrup and a generous amount of fresh butter. Two crispy strips of thick bacon sat on the rim of the dish. The breakfast he’d whipped up for her was ideal.
Tom put down the newspaper, and took his plate. Jack set his cup down and took his. Will sat across from her, and they all began to eat.