“I’m going to come,” she cried out.
“Come for us, Julie,” Keith whispered loudly into her ear. “I want to feel your body lose control with your need.”
Noah’s face buried itself in her pussy, his tongue fucking her with firm, even strokes. She groaned as the orgasm built into a crescendo of pleasure that shook her from head to toe. Mark’s tongue and lips continued their assault on her nubs with an urgency that, together with Noah’s tongue, pushed her over the edge of sanity. She cried out, tears running down her cheeks. Her entire body shook with each rapturous wave of carnal euphoria that transported her into a world of their creation—a world she craved without inhibition.
She felt her dress being ripped off her warm body. She looked down to see Keith’s hands now running and up down her stomach and breasts. Mark and Noah were standing in front of her, too, watching Keith caress her with lust in their eyes.
“Thank you,” she croaked out, trying to regain control of her breathing. She still couldn’t believe how quickly they could bring her body and mind to such an extreme state of arousal. When they were together, nothing else seemed to matter. All she wanted now was to please them with her mouth, her ass, and her pussy. She needed to feel their desire drip down her throat and into every crevice of her body. When they gave her their cum, there was no denying how much she pleased them.
Keith lifted her and placed her on the bed facing them. His fingers massaged her pussy, then he brought them to her lips. She licked each finger he gave her, tasting her need.
“You’re so beautiful, Julie.” Noah spoke from above her. “And when I see you lying naked like this, your body so open and your mouth so eager to taste your own juices, I want nothing more than to give you everything you desire.”
“I desire you,” she breathed. “I desire all of you.”
“And that’s exactly what you’ll have.”
She watched their clothing disappear. Hard cocks jumped toward her to show her how much they wanted her. She loved their cocks, but more than that, she loved them. She loved the way they made her feel and how gentle they could be with her. Tonight, they had wanted her to feel the power of their love. She knew this even if they didn’t know it themselves. No one could make another person feel the way they had without it being more than just sex. They were smart men, and she would be smart not to lose control of the fantasy that went along with being with three men. It had no place in reality, and yet, sometimes she couldn’t help but wonder what would happen if they lived in a different world.
Touching herself with light strokes, she moaned softly with contentment and anticipation. Greedily, she licked her lips. Now it was her turn to give back to them. She knew they each had their preference for her body. Mark loved her ass and Noah her pussy. Keith couldn’t seem to get enough of her pussy when he fucked her from behind doggy style. However, they all loved her mouth. She was eager to show them her love in the only way she could.
She lifted herself to her knees, opening her mouth. Leaning down, she took a breath before paying homage to the beauty of their cocks that were all dripping pre-cum. She licked each one hungrily. She ran her tongue over the ridges of first one cock and then the other, letting her fingers caress their hardness. Capturing their balls in her mouth, she lightly sucked on them. She could feel their need. Their cocks growing harder and more demanding excited her. They groaned their approval as she continued to jerk them off and suck them deeper into her throat. She knew it wouldn’t be long before they had her on all fours.
She looked up at them as they stared down at her, their eyes on her mouth and the sway of her breasts. Noah’s cock slipped from her mouth. She spoke to them the way she knew they loved. “I want you to spray me with your cum. I need to be fucked in the ass and cunt. I need you to drain your cocks. Please give me what I need. Your sweet slut is so hot for your cocks.”
Julie pulled on her nipples, extending them painfully. The nipple clamps had been removed, but her nubs still ached. She fingered her cunt, widening her legs to expose her puffy clit between her labia that she held apart. “Look at how horny I am for you,” she continued, watching their eyes glaze over with wanton lust. “Look at how your sweet slut drips for you, aches for you.”
She gave them her fingers that they eagerly took turns sucking. Noah grabbed her hand and twisted it gently behind her back. She bent over to bring her ass high in the air. She felt several slaps across the cheeks of her ass as another hand pulled on her clit. When she looked up, Noah’s cock was in her face. He shoved it in her mouth, forcing her to gasp as his balls hit her chin. She choked, but he was relentless in his need to fuck her face.
She felt Mark’s huge, well-lubed cock enter her ass. He pushed further and further until he was deep within her, fucking her in rhythm with Noah’s cock that was ravaging her mouth. She lifted upward to accommodate Keith, who had slid his body beneath hers. He held his cock with one hand as his other guided her up and then downward. Once he was deep inside her cunt, he grabbed her tits, sucking on her nipples. She was totally consumed by them, and she loved it.
Keith’s cock pushed her up and down. Noah’s and Mark’s powerful thrusts worked with Mark to pommel her body. She felt like a rag doll with no will of its own. When they came, she was filled with not only their cum but a feeling of such overwhelming love, she thought she would burst from it. Loving three men was something she had never thought possible. The thought that they must never know came to her as hard and fast as her orgasm.
One they had gained control of their own bodies, they gently extracted themselves from her. She felt the tears running unheeded down her cheeks. She was so full of emotion, she was beyond speaking. Cooing sweet words to her, Noah lifted and carried into shower. All three men soaped her body with loving hands, kissing away her tears and the water from her lips. She couldn’t distinguish one from the other as they massaged her and tended to her with such care that she again felt she might simply combust and disappear.
When they each had cleaned themselves, they carried her to the bed and covered her. She knew there would be more before the night was over, but for the moment, she let herself recover from the intense emotions that had drained her of all energy. Smiling, she slept, knowing they would be there when she opened her eyes.
Chapter Sixteen
The anniversary party for the Dentons was beginning in less than hour. Julie surveyed the ballroom that had been decorated with an out-of-this-world theme due to the fact that both Mr. and Mrs. Denton had met when they worked for NASA. They were long retired, but their time spent in Houston, Texas, was something they both cherished.
She liked the couple and had enjoyed spending time them to come up with an appropriate décor that would be within the theme but also sophisticated. She was happy with the end result. A thousand tiny lights twinkled against a black backdrop that focused on a night sky with a full moon. Mark had referred her to a company that had taken what could have been hokey and designed something that could be used on Broadway stage. The tables had been draped in lavender and silver lace. Centerpieces had been created at a low level with tiny rockets arranged between blades of shimmering light. Although the design had been hers alone, seeing it come together like this took her breath away.
Back in the kitchen, she spoke to the waitstaff. They lined up, dressed elegantly in silver and black with lavender ties. She knew they were all experienced. Mark had made sure of that. However, she always liked to give the staff the party’s background and a picture of the guests of honor to ensure they were given the royal treatment and always referred to by name. Next, she checked with the chefs who were preparing food based on the Dentons’ favorites and lastly Kelly, who was working on the cake.
Kelly smiled when she saw Julie. “Wow, I saw the room. It’s beyond out of this world,” she said, stepping away from the five-tier anniversary cake that was covered in the most realistic and delicate wildflowers Julie had ever seen. Both the Dentons had wanted it to be as close to a weddi
ng cake as possible, but with oodles of flowers, since their own had never made it to the wedding due to an accident that had spread it across two lanes of traffic. Thankfully no one had been hurt except the cake.
Kelly knew the story and had brought the cake over in pieces. So far, it was turning out beautifully. The buttercream frosting and different flowers gracing each layer were magnificent to behold. It was like a Garden of Eden, only edible and with no forbidden fruit.
“Thanks, Kelly, but this cake is truly the frosting on the cake of this event. I can’t wait for them to see it. You’ve outdone yourself.”
“I love doing it. Thanks again for allowing me to step away from the business side of things. I couldn’t be happier. I hope you are, too.”
“Of course I’m happy. We’ve more than doubled our book of clients, and the events coming are extremely profitable and high profile. Without James, we would have never been able to do two large events like this on the same day. He’s busy with the Leslie’s engagement party across town and here we are. I feel blessed. I just hope it stays this way.”
“I know you keep saying everything is fine, but honestly, sometimes there’s a look in your eyes of such sadness.” Kelly stopped cleaning up the remains of the frosting to look directly at Julie. “I hope you’re not keeping something from me.”
“I guess,” she said, not wanting to lie to Kelly but still not wanting to discuss the men in her life, “that there’s more to life than just business. But I’m not complaining. I appreciate how lucky I am. We all get lonely sometimes.”
“If you’re finally ready to have a personal life again, you’re going to have to open your eyes first.”
“What do you mean?” Julie asked, confused.
“I mean that I see men look at you with interest in their eyes all the time whether it’s at an event or just walking down the street. You walk around like you’ve got your head in the clouds. I’ve never seen you give a guy the time of day. If you don’t show an interest, they’re not going to ask you out. Men don’t like rejection either.”
“Do I really do that?”
“Yes. You really do.”
Julie honestly didn’t know that she walked around with her “head in the clouds” when it came to men. However, she wasn’t interested in just any man. She was interested in three men, and although they made love to her like she was the only woman for them, they couldn’t offer her a future. She felt suddenly sad.
“I’ll try to work on that,” Julie said with a smile.
“Well, now that I know you have an interest in meeting someone, I’m going to make sure to bring your attention to men who are giving you the eye. In fact, I’m thinking we should go to a club some night. We haven’t done that since college.”
“That’s because we’re so busy and when we have free time, we veg.”
“Something we need to remedy.”
Julie had no desire to go clubbing. She might not have a choice. She glanced over to see Mrs. Denton walking quickly their way.
“Oh my God. Oh my God,” she repeated, putting her hands over her mouth.
“Do you like it?” Julie asked.
“It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. It’s absolutely perfect.”
Relief and pride filled Kelly’s face. “You don’t know how happy that makes me.”
“When Noah Jamison recommends someone, you know you’re getting quality,” she gushed. “The room looks fabulous, and this cake really is out of this world. You two are the best.”
“Thank you.” Julie smiled broadly. “We appreciate Mr. Jamison’s support.”
Mrs. Denton went on for another few minutes about how happy she was before Julie turned to give Kelly a hug. “I better get back out front. The guests will be here soon.”
Mrs. Denton followed her, talking nonstop. When the guests began to arrive, Julie tried to fade into the background, keeping a watchful eye on the staff.
Before the dancing was to begin, they had scheduled the cake cutting. Kelly’s masterpiece was wheeled out into the center of the room amongst thunderous applause. Mrs. Denton had asked for Kelly to come out from the kitchen and take a bow. Kelly beamed as she was honored for her role in the evening. Julie had a feeling that if Kelly wanted to, she could do nothing but bake cakes from now on.
By the time the party was over and they had broken everything down, it was well after midnight. Exhausted, Julie went directly home and fell into bed. She had told Noah, Mark, and Keith that tomorrow there was a garden party for one of the lady auxiliaries. They had told her not to worry about them and although she worried about them all the time, she knew there was no way she would be able to fit them in without pushing herself beyond her limit.
She had promised Kelly that she would help with the setup since James had to take his wife to the obstetrician for a checkup. Remembering she needed to set her alarm, she reached over to turn it on. She was just about asleep when her cell phone rang. It was an unknown number. She normally would have just let it go, but it was so late, she worried something was wrong.
“Hello.”
There was silence. However, she could hear someone breathing.
“I said hello. Who is this?”
Click.
That was strange. Julie set her phone back down on her nightstand and made sure it was still plugged in. It was probably nothing more than a wrong number. She hated when that happened. All the person had to say was “Sorry, wrong number.” People could be so inconsiderate.
* * * *
Carol Lansing was holding the garden party in the backyard of her very California-style home. Lots of windows and wide-open space greeted Julie as she and Kelly walked through the door that Carol held for them.
“The delivery men are out back setting up the tents and tables. Are you sure everything will be in place by one o’clock this afternoon?” A worry line creased her forehead.
“Yes, I’m sure,” Kelly said with a reassuring smile. “Everything is going along as scheduled. We could have set up last night, but you asked us not to because your daughter was having friends over for a small pool party.”
“I know. And I trust you. It’s just that we have a special guest and I want everything to be perfect.”
“Not to worry. It’s going to be a beautiful party.”
“With your reputation, I don’t even know why I said anything.” Her eyes darted around the house, her mind already elsewhere. “I have a lot to do and errands to run. My husband already left the house. He won’t be back until the party is over. My daughter’s sleeping with friends in her room. I doubt you’ll see them since they probably won’t wake up until God knows when.”
“Just relax and know that it’s our job to make everything perfect.” Julie knew that, at this point, they needed Carol to leave them alone to work their magic.
Carol nodded with a smile. Julie watched her leave the room and then followed Kelly, who was already heading out the sliding glass doors to the backyard.
The hours before the party went by in a blur as she and Kelly along with their staff worked to turn the backyard into an island getaway. She had ordered fans to keep it comfortable and breezy like the beach. The tents were open and mostly just for shade. They were lightweight in bright, basic colors. Exotic flowers were placed everywhere. Several tiki bars had been set up, offering a variety of frozen drinks that Julie was sure would appeal to the women attending. Carol had been at Noah’s party and liked it so much, she wanted the theme replicated
The guests began arriving around twelve thirty. Julie had dressed, as had the female staff, in a colorful wraparound skirt and halter top. The men were wearing flowered shorts and shirts. Kelly, as usual, remained in the kitchen. Julie found herself cooking less and less. She missed it, and yet she enjoyed working the clients.
When most of the guests had arrived, Julie signaled for the staff to start helping them find their seats. She was just about to review the updated agenda Carol had given her when she felt a tap on h
er shoulder. Turning, she felt the smile on her face freeze. Deanna Jamison was looking at her, an unpleasant smile on her face.
“I must say, you’re the last person I expected to see here. Whoring must not be that lucrative for you.”
Julie held her breath and counted to ten. She needed to remain calm. There was no way she wanted to create a scene with this woman, especially when she working.
“I didn’t expect to see you here either. If you’ll excuse me, I have a lot to do.”
“Yes, of course. Busy little thing, aren’t you. You were working the last time I saw you.”
Deanna’s barbed insult hit home. “I’m no whore,” she said between gritted teeth. “I happen to be a part owner in the firm that’s catering this event.” She knew immediately she had said the wrong thing by the look of surprise that turned to glee on Deanna’s face
“Now isn’t that interesting. This really is luck, my running into you.”
“This conversation is over,” Julie said, moving away from the woman whose face she wanted to slap in the worst way.
Deanna grabbed her arm. “Not so fast.”
Julie looked down at the finely manicured nails that were digging into her arm.
Releasing her, Deanna said, her voice sickly sweet, “You’re not going to see Noah again. Not ever. He and I may be divorced, but he’s still in love with me. It’s obvious to me now that you’re being paid in trade. You fuck him and the boys, and he makes sure your client list grows with the elite of San Francisco society. He always was a generous man.”
“That’s not true. You’re just jealous. You must be delusional if you think he still loves you or that he’s the only reason I have clients.”
“You’re the one who’s delusional. Once the women hear about your sexual appetite, which is much more creative than any event you’ve catered, they’ll be less inclined to want you anywhere near their own husbands. I can ruin you, and I’ll take pleasure in doing it.”
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