Wicked Winters: A Collection of Winter Tales

by Lucy Smoke

  "Come on, baby." From somewhere on the other side of my head, Dex urged me on. "You can take him all the way. Show us how good you can suck him."

  I was no virgin, but the way Dex whispered in my ear as I sucked another man off made a flush rise up over my skin. I wanted to prove that I could do this. That I could be good enough. I lifted my head an inch or two and closed my eyes, breathing through my nose. Taylor sank further inside, and the sound of his groan rumbling up his chest as his hand gripped my hair was music to my ears. It was the sound of victory. When the entire length of his cock was buried in my mouth, my eyes opened again and I saw his abs clench as his hand tightened in my hair.

  Dex's breath in my ear disappeared as Taylor adjusted my head and moved me where he wanted me, slowly pulling halfway out before sinking back in. When he was almost completely inside a second time, I began to suck. He stuttered to a stop and then hissed out a breath. Almost as if he couldn’t help himself, he pumped a few more times, tensing each time I sucked him with fervor. I curled my tongue around his length as he drew back and pushed forward again. Hands touched my thighs, spreading them again. A warm mouth descended, and kisses rained over my inner thighs. I clenched and moaned around the hot cock in my mouth.

  I jerked when a tongue entered my pussy again, lapping at my juices. Fingers trailed through my folds, spreading me open. I grasped the edges of the table, feeling as though I were rising up, on the verge of levitation. Hard hands grasped both of my breasts as a mouth snapped over one nipple, biting down relentlessly. The more I moaned, the faster Taylor thrust until he was grasping my head with both hands, pumping into my mouth and throat. Two thick fingers sank into my pussy and swirled, turning and curling up. Whoever was down below scissored those fingers apart before they started pumping them, making me gasp around the cock in my mouth. I could feel the wetness from my pussy soaking his hand, soaking my ass, dripping onto the tabletop. I shuddered as tears leaked from my eyes, and Taylor dragged his cock over my tongue again and again.

  "Fuck!" Taylor cursed, slowing the motion of his hips. Over the roar in my ears, I heard him speaking to me. "I'm gonna come in your mouth, pretty girl. You ready?"

  I managed a limited nod, and though I couldn’t see his face, he stroked my cheek once before he resumed his fast pace. After several more pumps, he groaned and cursed again and unloaded in my mouth. I swallowed as fast as I could, but still, some of his cum leaked out of the corners of my lips. When he pulled back, Dex was there, leaning down to swipe up Taylor's cum from my face. He pushed it back in my open and waiting mouth. "It's okay, baby," he said. "I know you don't want to miss a single drop."

  Jesus fucking Christ, I thought. I shuddered under Dex's command. I wanted so badly for him to fuck me again. Our gazes clashed and I sucked the remainder of Taylor’s cum off of his index finger. The moment was surreal. I felt different. I felt fucking wanton.

  After I finished sucking Taylor's cum off of Dex's finger, he took my hand and pulled me into a sitting position as Darren stopped what he was doing and backed away. Dex urged me to turn over onto my hands and knees. Shaking and still hungry and ready to come, I followed his silent ministrations, letting him place me how he wanted. Cody crawled onto the table in front of me, and I lifted my head as he went on his knees before me. His cock pulsed in his grip, long and energetic. I smiled at him and slowly lowered my head.

  Cody thrust into my mouth with more force than he had the first time, but after having taken Taylor's punishing cock down my throat, it wasn't nearly as brutal as it could have been. I swallowed reflexively as I descended the length of his shaft, loving it when Cody’s hands slipped into my hair to direct my movements as he guided me back and forth. I felt Dex lean down next to my side again, getting close to my face.

  “Do you have any idea how gorgeous you look right now, baby?” The rumble of his voice made me shudder. It was dark and wicked and hot in my ear. I swear to God I hadn’t known he could talk like that. He’d seemed so mild mannered in class—polite and appropriate. He was anything but right now and I couldn’t get enough. “You’re going to be a good girl and suck Cody’s cock, aren’t you?” he continued. “And you’re going to let us give you all of the pleasure you deserve. You’re going to let us fucking worship this body, Jamie.” His hand slipped down my naked side and I trembled, caught between trying to pay attention to Cody’s cock and wanting to focus on Dex’s attention. “Answer me.” I nodded as best I could while Cody continued to fuck my mouth.

  Dex reached up and stroked my hair away from my face. "Good girl,” he said.

  Someone moved in behind me and I felt the press of a new cock—obviously not Dex’s and it couldn’t be Taylor’s as he’d just cum. It had to be Darren, I realized. Darren Maverick was about to fuck me. I couldn't resist the urge to squeeze my thighs together as Darren sank inside, his thick, meaty cock making slow but delicious progress. I could hear Darren's low groan as his hands palmed my hips.

  This was really happening, I thought with marveling wonder. I was fucking four guys, and I was fucking loving it.

  "Fuck, she's tight. Are you sure you fucked her earlier?" Darren asked on a grunt. "I know what we walked in on, but goddamn."

  "Too tight?" I heard Dex ask.

  "Nah, I don't think so. I can still fuck her, but she ain't making it easy." I smiled around Cody's cock, tightening up my pussy just because I could. I wanted him to fuck me, but it was kind of amusing to hear him struggling back there. That is, until a swift hand landed across the top of my ass. I gasped, pushed forward by the force of the spank onto Cody’s cock as my mouth opened wider. Another smack, and I melted, releasing a low moan.

  "That's all you gotta do to get her to loosen up," Dex said, sounding smug. The asshole. Had he known what I was doing?

  I squirmed. The two places he had smacked were burning hot, and instead of feeling angry about being spanked, I felt needy. I wanted more but I wasn’t quite sure how to say so. Darren fucked my pussy long and deep. Every so often he would pull all the way out only to shove his cock back in full, balls against my inner thighs. Each time he plowed into me, I gasped around Cody’s cock, causing him to moan in pleasure. Dex continued to lean beneath my swinging breasts, teasing and twisting my nipples like the sadistic bastard that he was as Cody fucked my face and Darren pounded my pussy.

  I licked, and sucked, and moaned until all I could feel or remember were these men’s cocks. Eventually, Darren snaked a hand around my hip. His fingers lightly tapped the top of my clit, and my eyes popped wide open. I groaned and wiggled my hips.

  “I think she likes that,” Dex said. There was even a smirk in his tone, damn him. I needed to come.

  “Fuck, I don’t think I’m gonna last,” Cody gritted out.

  His cock throbbed in my mouth. I pulled it out and lapped at its head, sucking up the dribble of precum spilling from the tip before going back down and taking him to the back of my throat. I tried not to choke. It got easier the longer I kept myself on his cock, and I could tell he liked it when I looked up at him with my lips wrapped around his root, my tongue pressed flat against the underside of his cock.

  “Go ahead, man,” Dex said lightly. “We’ll keep her going until you recharge.”

  Keep me going? I thought. He didn’t actually mean that we were going all night, did he?

  I didn’t get a chance to pull away or ask because Cody chose that moment to palm the back of my head with both hands, redirecting my focus. I sucked and licked the underside of his deliciously hard shaft as he moaned and shook between my lips. I reached around with my hands, holding onto the back of his thighs as he tightened and finally released. I swallowed reflexively as he poured his cum down my throat. When he pulled back, I was left gasping for breath.

  “Sorry,” he said, bending down in front of me, “was I too hard?”

  I smiled at him and reached for his face as Darren pulled all the way out and rammed me hard again. I slammed my lips into Cody’s as Darren made his entry an
d cried out into Cody’s mouth, his tongue twining around mine, probably tasting his own cum. Another punch on my clit had me seeing stars as Cody pulled away.

  He chuckled. “I guess not.”

  10

  I pressed my cheek to the table as Darren rammed into me, his fingers sliding across my clit as he pinched and flicked it, making me shudder beneath him. I gasped, pleaded, and whined, begging him to let me come. Dex stood over me, his eyes watchful and hungry. For some reason, knowing he was standing there, watching another man fuck me left me feeling tingly. I really liked it—his eyes on me, almost as if I were a performer and every move I made even if it was sucking off another man or letting him fuck me on all fours was pleasing him just as much as it did me. It felt like he was waiting for something, but for what, I didn't know.

  I gasped again and screamed as Darren pinched down on my clit and slammed into me at the same time, holding still as he came. A bubble, that I had been unaware of, burst inside of me, flooding me with undulating heat and a sharp tingling sensation throughout my limbs. I groaned low and slumped forward as Darren backed away and pulled out. I wouldn't have been able to stand up straight even if I’d tried. Every few seconds, my limbs would tremble with the effort and strain I’d just expended.

  A warm hand stroked up my back and when someone pressed a few tissues against my folds, I jumped and craned my neck to look behind me. Taylor stood there, half-dressed with the fly of his pants hanging open, but his cock tucked conveniently out of sight. With an amused smile, Taylor winked at me and finished cleaning me. He must have gone to the bathroom while I was with Darren and Cody.

  Cool air brushed over my heated skin, and I shivered again. "Is it just me?" I asked sleepily. "Or is it colder in here?"

  Dex lifted me up from my position on the table and cradled me in his arms. I wrapped my own arms around his neck and snuggled closer, closing my eyes. God, he was so warm.

  "Don't worry," Cody said. “We’ll keep you warm.”

  I snorted. “Cheeseball,” I muttered, amused.

  I glanced over Dex's shoulder and realized he, too, had pulled his pants on. Was I the only one still naked? I pushed against Dex’s chest, earning a disapproving frown, but he acquiesced to my silent demand and dropped my legs to the floor, allowing me to stand on my own. He kept me close though, rubbing his hands up and down my arms and back.

  "Is that it?" I asked. "Are we done?"

  Dex's eyes sharpened. "We are not even close to being done," he replied darkly.

  "Then why is everyone else dressed? Why am I the only one naked?" I looked at Taylor, Darren, and Cody.

  Taylor chuckled. "I didn't want to run to the bathroom without pants," he said. "Still feels weird. We are in the library after all."

  "Oh," I replied. "Well, maybe we should take a break anyway. If it's going to get colder, I wonder if the library has emergency supplies or anything like that."

  "A break will be fine," Dex said before leaning down and nuzzling the back of my ear. My knees went weak, and I sagged against him.

  "So long as you understand that as soon as this little break is over, your ass is mine," he whispered. My heart stuttered in my chest. Surely, he didn’t mean my actual ass … did he?

  Dex squeezed me tighter to his chest for a quick few seconds before letting me go. Darren reached for me, whipping his shirt over his head and then gently tucking my arms in the sleeves and helping me put it on instead. I blinked as my vision was completely obstructed by dark fabric for a brief moment before he pulled it down over my face. As it fell down to cover my front, I noticed that his shirt hung lower on my thighs than Cody's had. I suppose that made sense, he was just a smidge taller than Cody.

  "I'll take her to see what the emergency closet downstairs has," Darren announced.

  Dex kept his eyes on me as I took Darren's hand. "Don't take forever."

  My heart rate continued to gallop in my chest. Darren nodded and waved his free hand over his shoulder in answer while pulling me toward the door. Just before we reached it, however, Taylor stepped in front of us and leaned down, stealing a kiss. His tongue pushed between my lips as he cupped my face and when he pulled back, I felt myself sway toward him, not wanting it to stop.

  “See you when you get back, sugar,” Taylor said with a wink before releasing me back into Darren’s care. Dare opened the door and held it, his arm stretched over my head, and I wobbled on my legs, slightly dizzy, as I passed through. I couldn’t remember if I’d had a chance to eat anything today aside from the twizzlers Cody had given me earlier. That couldn’t be good.

  The library was silent as we strode along the aisles heading toward the staircase that led to the main floor. Darren pulled me along through the dusty volumes. I stared at the back of his head, noting the way his hair curled slightly when it reached the nape of his neck. I wanted to push those curls aside to lick and nibble that space. As we descended the stairs, the air grew colder, and I moved closer to Darren. He looked down at me and smirked as he wrapped his arm around me, making me shiver for a completely different reason.

  "Darren?" I asked, cuddling closer.

  "Yeah, sweetheart?" He ushered me toward the circulation desk and then around it, to the back closet.

  "Do you think this is normal?" I asked.

  He paused, dropping his arm as he opened a drawer and grabbed a set of keys to unlock the closet. "What do you mean?" He moved to the door, fiddling with the ring of keys and selected the right one before looking at me over his shoulder.

  I shrugged, hugging myself. "This sharing thing," I said. "You and the others, sharing me. I mean, is it … normal? Is it normal for you?"

  He frowned, turning his head to insert the key and unlock the door. "We told you none of us have ever done this before," he reminded me. "Did you think we were lying?"

  "No," I said quickly. "No, that's not what I meant." He opened the door and disappeared inside.

  "Then what do you mean?" he asked.

  I leaned against the circulation desk’s counter and huffed in frustration. How could I get my thoughts out of my head for him to understand? I just wanted to know if this was as serious as ... well, as it felt to me. Darren must have thought that I dropped the question because I heard him fumbling around in the darkness of the closet before he called out to me again.

  "Jamie? Can you come here real quick? I can't see a damn thing. I need some help."

  I sighed. I should have just asked the damn question and demanded a straight answer.

  "Sure." I headed toward the darkened interior of the walk-in closet. "Where are you? I don't want to step on your toes."

  Two large hands grabbed me around the waist and jerked me inside. My lips parted on a gasp as I was lifted and slammed into the back wall of the closet as a masculine mouth crashed down hard over mine. I moaned into Darren's sudden kiss, automatically lifting my legs to wrap around his hips. He ground his pelvis into me, pushing his erection between my legs. I shuddered and grabbed a fist full of his hair as I let his naked chest rub against me—though the feeling was disrupted by the fabric between us.

  Darren pulled his chest away quickly, but I kept my legs locked tight. As if he was reading my own thoughts, he jerked my borrowed shirt up and whipped it over my head before returning to my lips. The feel of his smooth chest rubbing over my nipples was exquisite. I panted, reaching down to undo his pants, yet again. I had barely released his cock before he was pushing my hand away. His fingers closed around my wrist and pulled it roughly up just before he lined himself up with my entrance and sank inside. I cried out and jerked, feeling the reverberation of his groan against my sensitive skin as his cock spread me open once more. Panting, I clenched tight as he pulled out and slammed back in, rocking me against the wall.

  "Yeah," he said through what sounded like gritted teeth. "This feels normal to me—being with you. With anyone else though?" He kissed me, disrupting the sound of his melodic voice before breaking from my mouth again. I moaned in despair as he p
ulled away, the shadowed outline of his head hovering over me. "I would rather have you all to myself, but if this is what you're willing to give me, I'll take it."

  “It’s just for one night,” I said, breathless.

  He pumped into me again. “Unless you want us too,” he growled. “Tonight doesn’t have to end, Jamie. Think about it.” But I couldn't think. I could barely breathe. Oh, God, I needed this. I needed him.

  "Fuck," I cursed as he reached down and pinched my clit, sending me rocketing toward a very quick and cresting orgasm. "Yes!"

  I cried out as his grip tightened. Darren pistoned into me, thrusting his hard cock deep before stilling suddenly and growling low in his throat, a sound that made me shake in his arms. I could feel the warmth of his cum inside me. And when he releaesd me, the sticky remains of our sex was left to dry on my inner thighs. Making me feel both filthy and wonderful when he slipped his fingers under my chin and tilted my head up.

  "You," he said, leaning down to kiss me gently. "Are something fucking special."

  I wavered on my feet as he backed away and straightened his pants. He bent over to pick up the shirt we had discarded as well as a box of supplies he had found. Darren’s hand grazed mine as he offered me the shirt, and reached for the door.

  “Shit,” he cursed a split second later.

  “What’s wrong?” I asked as I finished pulling the shirt over my head.

  “The door,” he said. “It’s locked.” I could hear him jerking on the doorknob in the dark and when I moved to take a step toward him, I bumped right into his back.

  “Maybe it’s just stuck,” I suggested, reaching around him. His hand released the handle and he moved back to allow me room, but when I, too, tried the knob and found it unmoveable. Horror dawned. Panic settled in. I gripped the knob and yanked hard.

  “Hey! What are you doing?” Darren must have put down the box of supplies he’d found because a second later, his hands grasped my upper arms and gently tugged me back.