Seven Roses: Reverse Harem Romance

by Kelli Callahan

  Seven minutes. Fuck.

  “I’m up then.” Joe turned Mia towards him and I watched the beautiful pussy disappear from my sight.

  I guess it wouldn’t have been fair, even if I would have enjoyed doing it again.

  Chapter 7: Joe

  As a kicker, I only got to be a hero when the game was on the line. In those few minutes, I either drilled it between the goal posts or listened to a crowd of people instantly hate me. I practiced way more than I played, and I rode the bench most of the time when I wasn’t warming up. I spent my life in my brother’s shadow, even though I was older than him. For two seasons in the NFL, I was a free man—until the Texas Cowboys decided to draft him too. The season hadn’t even started and he was already the only Rollins people seemed to care about. I thought high school would be the last time until he ended up at the same college I was attending and when that nightmare was over, I surely expected to be home free in the NFL. For some reason that sibling rivalry didn’t seem to matter much with the beautiful Mia in the front of me. He may have brought her to the dance, but I was going to be the first Rollins to go down on her and with enough finesse, I could be the first one to fuck her.

  “Get over here, gorgeous.” I pulled her close. “I’m going to make you cum in record time.”

  “Make her cum faster than I do and I’ll grill you a steak every weekend for a month. Lose and you do the same for me.” Matt extended his fist and I bumped it, agreeing with the bet.

  “Time is already started.” Coach Dawson said with a growl.

  Shit.

  I dove between her thighs so fast with my tongue extended that I almost split her hymen in half when I penetrated the opening of her pussy. She let out a groan of concern before I withdrew it from the thick webbing and started circling the entrance as fast as I could. She tasted like divinity, easily the sweetest pussy to ever grace my taste buds. I moved up to her clit and started letting my tongue rise and fall against it. I strummed it like I did my guitar when I was playing a sweet country song and her body reacted immediately. I started mentally picturing the chords for my favorite Kenny Chesney song and strummed her pussy to the tune in my head. I was a bit of an anomaly being a country music fan from Michigan, but I never could get into the hip hop or the random rap and roll music that seemed to be so popular. I felt her body react, especially when I started going through the chorus.

  Mia, I don’t see...how you could ever be...anything but mine.

  The lyrics for the song echoed in my head, even though the situation at hand meant she was going to be everything but mine—exclusively at least. She was going to equally belong to us once the formality of her hymen was plucked and we each of us got a turn. I wondered what was going through her head—besides the pleasure my tongue was bringing her. I couldn’t believe a virgin girl had agreed to come back to Coach Dawson’s ranch and live with seven guys who were all interested in being her first. It was like a twisted bachelorette television show with no cameras. I moved my tongue against her pussy with the song echoing in my head. When it was done and she was still moaning with no end in sight, I tried to play the song faster the second time around, moving down and plunging my tongue into the opening of her pussy again. I tasted the sweetness of her virginity a few more times and then moved back to her clitoris, rubbing it furiously with my tongue.

  “I don’t think I can cum again.” She moaned and lifted a hand to her lips, biting down on it.

  “Just relax, Mia.” Coach Dawson’s words were kind. “You’re going to cum for everyone at the table, no matter how long it takes.”

  “It won’t take me long.” Jerrod tapped the table. “Give me my turn next.”

  “You’ll get her when the table spins her to you.” Coach Dawson’s words started to distract me, so I tried to focus on nothing but her pussy, blocking out the noise around me.

  Mia may not have thought she could cum, but my tongue was determined to carry out my cock’s wishes and get a turn. I could feel myself losing track of the song, so I just went with the chorus as fast as my tired tongue could go. I started wishing I had gone a little slower until she was close, but I had already gotten her hyped up for the speed and it was all she was really reacting to, so I had to force myself to keep up the pace. I felt her pussy started to spasm lightly and I closed my eyes, visualizing how nice her tight pussy was going to feel when it wrapped around my cock. I was going to stretch her virgin pussy out so much she would never forget me. I sampled the entrance again, feeling it still in a light spasm, so I moved back to her clit and picked up the intensity until I thought my tongue was going to cramp. My jaw was tight and stretched as the muscles flexed. I felt her body start to shake and I knew she was there. I rolled her clitoris in my tongue several times and forced her over the edge until she was almost screaming.

  “Yes!” She started to pant loudly. “That’s it, I’m cumming!”

  “Good job, Joe. That’s seven and a half minutes though, so you’re now the bottom man on the leader board.” Coach Dawson sealed my fate with his words.

  “That’s okay.” I sat back and watched her quivering body struggling to relax. “It is going to take longer from here. She could barely orgasm for me.”

  “That’s because you suck at pleasuring a woman.” Jerrod hit the table with his hand. “Come on Coach, spin her around again.”

  Chapter 8: Mia

  My body was in absolute havoc. Chaos swirled in my head. Three orgasms back to back, each one brought on by an amazing man that wanted me in his bed. I was nervous with the arrangement when Coach Dawson pitched it and even more nervous when I was face to face with all seven of the men who wanted me, but after feeling how amazing they were at making me cum, I started to just let my inhibitions go. I was never the prettiest girl, even though I was a cheerleader. My body was mine to use for my pleasure and I couldn’t even fathom fighting it anymore. I was going to belong to whichever guy managed to win his way into my bed for the first time and after that was done, the remaining six would have their turn at some point. I didn’t think I could lose my virginity in one night and immediately take six more cocks, but I would make sure each of them was taken care of in some way.

  “Matt, you’re up.” I stopped spinning and felt myself being pulled towards Matt.

  “Time to set a new record.” His eyes met mine and he smiled. I did my best to return it, even though I was feeling numb from my head to my toes.

  I would have been perfectly fine with Matt being my first—in fact, I probably preferred it. I wasn’t afraid of Jerrod’s comment about him jackhammering my pussy. I felt like it was going to take a jackhammer to make me orgasm from a man’s cock after having so much pleasure from their tongues. Matt was big, cut with muscle instead of fat like a lot of the linebackers in the NFL. He could literally pick up men bigger than him and throw them like a child tossing a sack of marbles. I had also watched him take plenty of cocky quarterbacks like Jerrod and snap them in half when he sacked them. The timer started and Matt pulled me closer. He started off slow, moving his tongue around my labia. If I hadn’t already experienced three back to back orgasms, I would have probably felt it a lot more. I could feel the heat of his breath that had a hint of longing on it as he brushed his lips along my slit.

  “She ain’t even moaning yet.” Jerrod leaned over. “She’s still conscious though. Coach, you may have to call it. Mia is spent.”

  “She’ll be fine.” Coach Dawson replied in a growl

  Easy for him to say, he’s not the one being shared by seven men desperate to be the first one to sink their cock into a virgin pussy.

  Matt’s technique was different from the others. He started off slow, but he started to accelerate as he got closer to my wetness. The anticipation of feeling his tongue in the sensitive area started to build and then I began to want it. I reached down and rubbed both hands through his hair, pushing myself closer. I tried to shift my body towards him, but he kept me teased. I was surprised I had anything left, but the pres
sure started to build even before he got near my clitoris. He started to massage the entrance of my pussy and although it wasn’t the spot that felt the best, the teasing intensified from feeling his tongue there. He finally started moving up the middle of my pussy with his tongue resting right below my clitoris and I nearly exploded on the spot. The pressure got more intense, almost building on top of the previous orgasms I experienced from his teammates.

  Damn, he’s really good at this.

  Matt finally let his tongue rest on my clitoris and moved it in a circle that kept my building orgasm stimulated the entire time. My body was already reacting and moving towards the point of no return. There would have been no way for me to hold back, even if I wanted to. I could feel the other players looking at me and I knew he must be going faster than them. Time had kind of become meaningless for me. Matt’s magic tongue was like a sexual torpedo focused on hitting the target every time he pressed against my clitoris with his quick circles and the pressure was out of control. I thought I was at the point where I couldn’t orgasm again before he started, but I was feeling a second wind of sexual energy when the orgasm began. It rushed out of me like a cannon and the moment it started to surge, I felt a second one building on top of it. I squeezed my hands around Matt’s hard and shoved my hips against him, riding his tongue until the second orgasm—technically my fifth—erupted on his tongue.

  “He made her cum twice? That’s fucking cheating.” I heard Joe’s voice resonating anger. I heard the bet he made with Matt, so I wasn’t surprised that he was upset. I was in nirvana.

  “We’re doing this for Mia.” Coach Dawson replied. “If Matt got her that turned on, he probably deserves bonus points. As it stands, he’s now the new record leader at five minutes and thirty seconds.”

  “That...” My body just slumped against the table. “That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had.”

  “Says the virgin who has never had a cock. Want a real orgasm, let me be the first one to fuck you.” Jerrod’s cocky noise made the room vibrate and it was almost like I felt his words instead of heard them. Even my senses were blown after Matt was done with me.

  “It looks like you owe me a few steaks.” Matt chuckled.

  “After that, it is probably only fair to let Mia have a break.” Coach Dawson stood up from the table and stretched. “Let’s grab a beer and we’ll pick this up after halftime.”

  “Sounds good to me.” Matt started to stand. “I definitely wouldn’t want to have to follow that.”

  “Wait until you see what I do to her.” Jerrod stood up as well.

  The team left the room and I stretched out, feeling my pussy almost throbbing from the constant spasms of my orgasm. My limps were almost dead weight. My head felt like it was just held onto my shoulders with a thin piece of tape and could go rolling off if I even made a move. I would never have been brave enough to ask for halftime after the arrangement was made, but I sure as hell needed it. I was a bit concerned when I realized Coach Dawson said he was going to be number seven, but he had turned out to be the glue that kept everything together. As much as I liked Matt, I could easily see myself enjoying the loss of my virginity to an older, experienced man. If the math in my jumbled brain was right, Joe was out of the running for my virginity. He was a nice guy, but he probably wouldn’t have been the first choice anyway, so I couldn’t feel a lot of disappointment with that. I knew I would be having sex with him at some point during our arrangement, but I was okay with him not being my first.

  This halftime can last forever...

  Chapter 9: Coach Dawson

  The plan was going better than I expected. I wasn’t entirely sure putting six bulls in a pen with a virgin was going to end well, but even Joe seemed to be okay with the realization he wasn’t going to have Mia’s virginity. It was a prize, but an elimination really was the first test of our arrangement. I had a bit of lingering fear about Jerrod. He was such a cocky prick who was used to getting what he wanted. If he wasn’t the best quarterback I could afford, I would have probably replaced him. He had plowed his way through most of the cheerleaders that weren’t married—and maybe some of them too, but if he had, he was at least smart enough to keep that to himself. Matt had been a bit of a surprise. I didn’t expect him to be as skilled with his tongue as he was. He might even be better than me.

  “Okay boys, beers for everyone.” I pulled them out of the fridge and started handing them out.

  “Do you really think this arrangement is going to work, coach?” Hank twisted the top off his beer and took a large gulp.

  “That is up to everyone in the room. If there are concerns, I’m not forcing you to stay.” I shrugged and sat down on a bar stool.

  “No, I’m good with it—I think. I just never even considered an arrangement like this.” He shook his head and took another large gulp.

  “Why do people get married?” I looked around the room.

  “Because they’re in love?” Matt traced the eyes of his teammates and a few of them laughed.

  “Babies.” Jerrod stated firmly. “That’s the only reason to get married—make babies and have a family.”

  “Lots of sex. All the sex you could ever want.” Chad grinned from ear to ear.

  “The sex stops after you get married and she starts popping out kids. Just ask my dad.” Roger grunted. “That’s why I’m never getting married.”

  “It’s a touch of that, yeah.” I twisted the top off my beer and took a sip. “Marriage is definitely about love, normally. Sometimes it is about obligation—because you forgot to wrap your dick. Lust—lust is a big one. I’ve been there, but I didn’t quite get down the aisle before it fizzled out. Kids, family, all that shit is great, I guess. I wouldn’t know, personally. At the core though, when you strip away all of that, it is about commitment. You commit to spend your life with one person and agree you won’t cheat on them, unless they’re into that kind of thing.”

  “What’s the point, coach?” Jerrod sipped his beer. “We have a virgin to deflower.”

  “The point is this. You can go out there, blow your money, and take a different girl home every night. You can do that for the rest of your life if you want. You can get a girlfriend—or multiple if you prefer. You can even get a wife. You’ll never know if she’s cheating on you. You’ll try to trust her, but trust is a fragile thing. Wouldn’t it be easier not to worry about all of that? To know that you’ve got one of the hottest girls in the world here where you can have her anytime you want. She’ll never have a reason to stray or cheat on you, because she’ll always be satisfied. When the babies come, we raise them together. We don’t worry about who knocked her up, we just love them. All she needs is devotion and your promise that you’ll always be there for her.”

  “So, coach.” Chad sipped his beer and folded his arms. “You’ve done this before?”

  “I’ve helped others arrange it, but I’ve never been tempted before now. That girl though? She’s worth it. She calmed all six of you and none of you started fighting over her. That is the kind of woman you hold onto. That is the kind of woman you do everything in your power to keep, even if you have to share her.” I lifted my beer. “To the incredible Mia.”

  “To Mia.” Matt was the first to respond.

  I could see that my words were resonating with everyone except Jerrod. He seemed to still have some concerns nestled behind his eyes. Halftime ended and we returned to the round table. Mia was sitting up slightly and she watched us as we filed into the room and took our seats. I had never seen such satisfaction on a woman’s face that was also filled with desire. She was anxious for the next tongue, even if she had been brought to climax multiple times. She lay back on the table without a word and I started spinning it. It went around several times and then it came to a stop directly in front of me. It was my turn and I was ready to taste her for the first time. She made me harder than I was when Brandy and Tiffany were doing their best to inhale my cock—and I hadn’t even touched her yet.

  Okay
, let’s see if the old man still has some tricks up his sleeve.

  “Good luck, Coach.” Matt smiled as I pulled Mia close.

  Her pussy tasted like paradise. When I pushed my tongue inside of her, I could taste all the orgasms she had experienced. They had left her sticky and so wet I wasn’t even sure her virginity could stop me from getting my cock inside of her with a few hard thrusts. Her pussy was so tight that it would be an amazing to feel it wrapped around my dick. I hadn’t been with a virgin since college and we were both getting in the sack together for the first time so it wasn’t exactly pleasurable for us both. Having one so many years later with all my experience would be a dream come true. I pushed my tongue inside of her pussy several times and circled her hymen, mentally imagining her tightness as I pushed past it and sank myself to the hilt inside of her. I snapped out of my fantasy as my cock pressed against my pants and moved my tongue along the middle of her pussy, quickly moving to her clitoris and circling it with my tongue. It started to tighten quickly, which was a good sign since she had so many orgasms she was likely exhausted.

  “I can’t believe I can still feel anything, but that feels really good...” She let out a load moan.

  I still got it — not that there was any doubt.

  I knew how to treat a pussy like it was the most important thing on earth, which is exactly what the one in front of me was. I belonged to all of us and we could all claim it. Taking care of Mia and making sure every desire she had was met without question would be our mission. None of the other arrangements I had put together ever tempted me to join, but Mia was different. Mia was so sweet and innocent, in need of our protection and our love. The reward would be well worth it, especially when I had my turn between her luscious thighs. I moved my tongue around her clitoris and back down here lovely labia, teasing the tender flesh with my tongue before pushing inside of her again. That hymen would feel wonderful when it shattered so her pussy could stretch out to accommodate her first cock. I really hoped it was mine. Getting in contention meant I had to make her cum, so I focused all my efforts on it. I formed a hard point with my tongue and flicked it against her clit several times before circling it and then moved back to the entrance, pushing my tongue inside in rapid, quick thrusts. When I felt her start to tremble, I moved back to her clitoris.