“I’ll stay. But you only get to boss me around for sex. No macho crap the rest of the time.” She kissed Tucker’s knee.
“You have to stay open because three men will do different things to you than one. Plus, sex can happen at any time.” Tucker picked her up and settled her on her back in the low comfy chair.
Without orders, she wiggled until her ass was on the edge and hooked her knees over the arms of the chair. It was a fantasy come true, and she wanted to enjoy every second.
“Ever been tied up?” Tucker asked.
In her dreams. It’d all been in her head. “No.”
“Hold her.” Tucker nodded to the other guys.
“I’m not going to run.” She giggled and reached up to hold the back on the chair.
Dane and Landon moved to either side of her, and each held a thigh and an arm tight.
Angie tensed at first. Looking at them, she saw their muscles and knew she’d never twist free.
Then she noticed how they looked at her, as if she were a treasure and a part of their world they wanted to hold onto. Ang wanted the full experience.
Taking a deep breath, she relaxed and lifted her hips. Tucker slid on protection and knelt in front of the chair. He licked her cunt, working his tongue through her inner folds until she lifted to his face.
He repositioned himself, and his long cock finally filled her pussy as Dane and Landon leaned down and sucked on her breasts. Angie tried to touch their amazing bodies but found her hands pinned. They were serious about the restraints. She’d read and dreamed about being a captive, but now, there was a flash of panic. It disappeared when Dane kissed her mouth.
Tucker eased back and rubbed her clit. They’d felt her fear? She’d never been with men like this! Men who cared and paid attention to her every move. Once her exes got going, nothing had stopped them. Sometimes, she’d felt like a sex toy. Angie knew she’d never feel that way with these three, and while she wanted to fuck all of them, she promised herself she’d never treat them like her toys.
The thumb rotating her clit sent deep charges of pleasure through her body. She arched and tried to sit up. The men held her, and Tucker filled her again. Her body stopped playing and submitted to the heavenly sensations. Hands and mouths kept her in place as his cock filled her again and again. Her release built, but for so long she’d been in charge of her own orgasms with the toys that it threw her off to be under their control.
“Tucker, please!” she screamed.
The orgasm sent her out of control. They held her safe as her hips snapped and her body twisted. When Landon kissed her mouth she deepened it and bit at his lower lip. It was so good, but it wasn’t enough. She wanted to feel more.
Tucker rocked hard to her again, and his groans told her she’d succeeded in pleasing him.
Smiling against Landon’s mouth, she licked his chin. “More.”
The men chuckled and let her go. Angie sat up as the loss of body heat and men made her ache. “What?”
“You’ve read all those books, yet you call me by my first name and demand more?”
Tucker pulled her to her feet and guided her to the couch.
“Sorry. Master doesn’t feel right. Like I don’t know you. Any Master won’t work. I couldn’t do this for someone else.” She wanted to be close to them, not a random slave who didn’t matter.
“Obviously. You’ve barely done anything.” Tucker nodded to Dane.
Dane sat on the couch and slid protection on his hard dark cock. Moving to straddle him, Angie felt an arm grab her. Tucker had her, and she realized that could be for either of them.
Clearly, all the men were bisexual, and she couldn’t be greedy.
“Sorry,” she said. “It’s been so long, and I’ve never had this many men. I need it.”
“You need to be grateful for whatever you get and do what you’re told.” Tucker squeezed her ass then smacked one cheek hard.
“Please.” The discipline tingled all over her body, and she wanted more. A spanking was top on her list of fantasies. It wasn’t original or outrageous, but that had made her feel as if she fit into the lifestyle.
“You can handle them both?” Tucker asked.
She nodded and looked him in the eye, but that felt wrong. When she looked down, she saw his beautiful body and wanted to get him hard again. No wonder Doms didn’t want their subs making eye contact. They needed to be focused on the goal. The sex. At least for subs like her, that’s what she needed.
Tucker let her go, and she straddled Dane, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him slowly. She lowered herself on his cock and pressed her breasts to his hard chest. He was so hot, and it was Dane. She couldn’t do this with any other men. Some people could have anonymous sex and have it mean nothing but not her. Ang felt safe with these three guys, but Dane was special. The south was still funny in some ways, and dating a black man would send her family into a tizzy. That attitude in her parents shamed her, but kissing Dane felt a little more forbidden. That was saying a lot, considering she was having sex with three men! Her sluttiest cousins had probably never done that! For Ang, it just felt right.
His cock felt so good, and he held still, not in a rush or demanding anything. Angie knew now that others understood her feelings and desires. She could snuggle with three hot men and get spanked. That was a fantasy. Tucker moved behind the couch so she could see him, and she knew it was absolutely true.
Then she gasped as cool lube ran between her ass cheeks. Ang moved on instinct, but Dane held her hips firm as Landon’s cock teased her rear entrance. Her mouth gaped in shock as her body both craved him and tensed.
“You’ve never been fucked in the ass?” Tucker asked.
“With toys.” She leaned forward and tried to relax.
Dane scooted down a little so Landon had more room to play. “Relax. We won’t hurt you.”
“Until you beg us to,” Tucker said.
She smiled. “I want it. I just don’t know how.”
“Trust us. We know a little about fucking ass,” Dane said.
Landon kissed the back of her neck and licked down her spine to her crack. “We know a lot about it.”
She nodded and rocked her hips on Dane’s member to trigger all those good nerve endings that made her relax. When Dane’s fingers worked her clit, she felt her body open even more.
Landon’s cock pressed to her, and he went so slowly that she wanted to push back for more. But Dane had her and slowed her hips. She loved her man-cage of arms and hard bodies.
Tucker’s eyes were on her as if she needed a keeper. It made her smile and want to show him how much she could take. She’d played enough, and when her body tightened, she took a deep breath and controlled those muscles to invite Landon in fully.
When she felt his body pressing to her and the tight ache deep inside with two cocks pressing, Angie inhaled and moved her hips slightly. The men groaned, and she gave Tucker a sweet southern smile that told him she was just fine.
“Like it?” Tucker asked.
“God, yes!” Angie’s body tightened on them, and she realized she didn’t have as much control as she thought. They weren’t plastic! Their cocks strained for each other as well as to fill her. That sent new sensations through her body.
“They’ve wanted to do this a long time.” Tucker moved closer.
“Share a woman?” she asked.
“Share you,” Dane said.
Angie focused beyond the sexual passion to feel the longing in them. It wasn’t just her dream or fantasy in high school. Crushing on gay men wasn’t new. They’d wanted her, too, and they still wanted her now. Their desire fueled her, but she looked at Tucker.
His pull and power were the center of the group. When Tucker nodded, Landon pulled back then filled her again. Angie lifted slightly and waited for correction. None came so she lowered herself on both men and felt their torsos press closer to her.
When she lifted again, Dane held her hips, and she froze. They
filled her together and then alternated. Gasping, Angie went from tight to empty to being teased. Her hand reached out for Tucker, and he stepped closer. Kissing his hip, she wanted him hard again, but he shook his head. Touching his firm body was enough. Her boldness was rewarded when the men synchronized their thrusts again, and she got both cocks deep inside her. They stayed inside, fucking her and driving her to edge by only moving inches. How such small motions could create such intense ecstasy amazed her. The men were well hung but hadn’t hurt her at all.
Her hips finally rebelled, and she rocked harder between them to get the full feeling.
Landon kissed her shoulder blades. She felt him lean over and sample Dane’s mouth. Looking to the right, she watched the men make out as their bodies worked together.
Grabbing Tucker’s hand, she drove toward her release and didn’t let the guys change the pace. Landon’s fingers worked her clit. That was all she needed to come hard. Squeezing them both, her body hit climax fast. Tucker’s fingers laced with her, and he kissed her hair as she groaned and trembled.
When she could finally hold still, Angie realized the men were still hard. Next time, she’d make sure they came with her, but for now, she let their efforts extend her pleasure. Landon came first and pressed deep. Dane shouted and lifted as she ground down to him. Tucker smiled down at her. The small approval was a big rush for her. Hugging Dane, Angie knew she was a submissive who could please her men.
“Well?” Tucker asked.
“I think she fits right in. Like she’s juggled men before, at least in her dreams.” Landon eased from her and sat next to Dane.
“She likes the middle.” Dane’s arm curled around her waist to keep her close.
Tucker smiled. “Then she won’t mind sharing a bed with three big men tonight, will she?”
Angie frowned. “I didn’t bring pajamas or anything. If I’m really staying, I need to get some things from home.”
All the men chuckled, and Ang sat back. “What? I’m not living naked. You said sex was the only submissive playtime. I can’t wear the same dress every day. I can’t wear that to work.”
“You’re right. But you’re not bringing any pajamas into this house. Sleeping naked is the rule. There are a few more you’ll learn. We’ll get your stuff tomorrow. You have everything you need tonight.” Tucker leaned down and kissed her hard.
Her body was tired, but she didn’t want it to end. Would it still be real tomorrow?
Moaning, she kissed Tucker deeper and didn’t argue with his plan. As long as she had what she needed and made it to the bridesmaids’ dress fitting tomorrow, she’d be fine.
It was still dark when Ang woke in a strange bed. Her leg was tangled with a very masculine thing and there were at least three hands on her body. Lifting her head off a strong shoulder, she saw it was Tucker holding her and her insides melted. She shifted and saw the hand on her ass was Dane’s.
Turning, she studied Dane and Landon curled up together in the moonlight not a foot away. So intimate and at ease, it felt perfect. The arms around her tightened and she looked up at Tucker.
“You’re not running are you?” he asked.
She shook her head. “Do they always sleep like that or am I in the way?”
He looked her dead in the eye. “You are never in the way. Those two have been through a lot together. They sleep wrapped up like that most nights. You can join them, they won’t bite.”
“I just meant you three have a nice setup. If I’m stepping on private time or whatever.
Just tell me.” She kissed his chest and inhaled his scent.
“Those two usually do a date every week, just the two of them. High school love can linger. It’s strong. Don’t worry, they love us as much, it’s just different.” He kissed her chin.
“I can’t believe they’re bi and wanted me. I had dreams about them but no clue.” She let her lips press to his for a second. “And you hid this so well.”
“People see what they want to.” He stroked her hair.
Ang tucked her head under his chin and listened to his heart beat. “If this is real, and you three felt this way, why didn’t you ever ask me out before?”
“The three of us? Just me? It was complicated and juggling three men might not be too much to ask, but if you weren’t at all submissive then you’d be turned off. We might lose the friendship. None of us wanted to risk that. Wanting you to have a wild side and having proof are two different things. As close are you with Dane, you never showed him your books. Outwardly, you’re a perfect southern lady.”
She groaned at the title but couldn’t argue with his logic. “I have to be good and I see your point. Plenty of women might not like this stuff. It’ll take me some time to figure it out.”
“It’s not super serious. Really. It’s fantasy play and a little control. You can tell me any fantasy and we’ll try to fulfill it for you. Everyone here just wants to make each other happy.
Don’t be shy.”
Shifting until she was fully on top of him, she pressed her breasts to his chest and kissed his mouth. “I’m not good at this outside lady, inside sex slave thing. I want to, but I’m not going to be natural at it.”
“Don’t stress about that. It’s my job to make you feel safe. I’ll never do anything you don’t want. Be honest with me and it’ll get easier every day.” He pulled her in tight and kissed her hard.
“It’s not hard, but to be honest, I’ve been keeping this side in private, in my house for so long.” Ang wrapped her arms around his neck and held on.
“This house is another safe place. I’ll never ask you to do anything sexual in public. If you want to start something, we’d love it but don’t worry about that.” He massaged her back.
That did make her feel safer with the sex play. The relationship wasn’t just sex; they’d all been friends for too long. Maybe that was why she was so nervous about the development?
While Tucker wasn’t big on admitting his feelings, she saw it in Dane and Landon’s posture as well as Tucker’s eyes. It was more than kinky sex and she needed that because she was already getting very attached to the idea of these men in her life.
Tucker yawned and Angie nuzzled his chest. The big hunk of man underneath her rolled toward the other men. She found herself sandwiched between Dane and Tucker. Lots of hands were on her as she fell back asleep.
Chapter Three
Finishing off his eggs, Landon watched Angie sipping her coffee innocently. She looked anything but innocent in that little dress. Later, they’d take her to get her things. It had been an interesting night of kissing and snuggling all around. Somehow, a woman made things feel permanent in a way men never could.
At least, for them. He loved Dane and Tucker, but it wasn’t complete without her.
Landon put his dish in the sink, and everyone else followed along. It was Tucker’s turn to do the dishes, but Angie had to hop in on the chore schedule, too. “I think Ang might want to get her chores done early since she’s running off for wedding stuff later. She can do the dishes,” Landon said.
Tucker shook his head. “My turn. Don’t drag our guest into work until she’s permanently staying.”
“Wow, you guys take chores seriously. It’s only dishes. I’m not above filling a dishwasher and doing my part.” She reached for the door.
“No, it’s broken, and we’ve never gotten around to fixing it. We have to do them by hand.” Landon tossed Tucker a dishtowel.
Landon and Dane watched as Tucker got to work, but Ang stayed close to him. Tucker whipped some bubbles at her as the sink filled with hot water. Her expression was playful, but there was a hint of seriousness in her forehead. As much of a pain as Angie’s family was, they were rich and powerful. Odds were this was her first time washing dishes by hand so it was good for her to learn.
“You guys always watch whoever washes the dishes?” she asked.
“It’s a nice view. You keep teasing us with that ass, and Tucker might get the wrong
idea.” Landon nodded to Tucker.
Tucker was hard already, and Landon could tell. All of the men were turned on looking at Ang with bubbles.
“You guys like to make chores more fun?” She leaned forward and turned off the water, making sure her ass was up in the air and those creamy thighs stayed tight.
“Let’s wash fast and get to the fun. They want a show.” Tucker worked on the plates while Angie scrubbed silverware.
Landon leaned over and rubbed Dane’s growing member as they watched her rinse forks and get ever wetter. Dane freed Landon’s cock and stroked him while the others were still washing.
She looked back and blushed at them. “It’s that hot?”
“Never had a rich society girl washing our dishes.” Landon leaned over and kissed Dane.
“What doesn’t turn you guys on?” She wiped her hands on the dishtowel.
“We could ask you the same thing.” Tucker grabbed protection, opened his fly and slid up behind her, running his hands under her skirt so everyone could see. No panties but such warm curves. They could get lost in her.
“Here?” she asked.
“You want to obey and do what you’re told, right?” Dane asked.
“Yes, please. Come over here. All of you!” she begged.
They chuckled. “Not this time. They get to watch now. You watched them last night,”
Tucker said.
Angie trembled, and Tucker wrapped his arms around her hips and lifted her up and onto his cock. She grabbed the sink and a plate slipped. Tucker didn’t stop, thrusting in and out of her tight cunt as her breasts pressed to the counter. She held on, and her hips worked with him.
There were bubbles in her hair as she slipped on the wet counter, and he filled her again.
She muffled her moans as Tucker fucked her faster.
“Trust me, I won’t let you fall.” Tucker rubbed her clit and fucked her hard.
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