by Blythe Reid
“Oh, fuck,” I groaned.
“Not yet, my love,” said Mason with a wink.
“We didn’t go too crazy,” assured Andrew. “But, we did get you a ring.”
Matthew held out a package, and I snatched it from him fast. I didn’t know what kind of ring I was in store for, but my heart was doing somersaults.
I rolled my eyes, seeing just what he meant. Inside the present was a set of cock rings, all picked out to fit my men’s various sizes.
“Har-har,” I said. “Okay, you guys had me worried there for a second.”
“Why, what kind of ring did you think we got you?” asked Darren facetiously.
“Here’s what we really got you,” said Jacob as he held out another present.
I took it from him, opening it carefully.
I beamed. It was a framed photograph of the seven of us together by the bar on New Year’s Day at closing time on opening night of Rock Hard. We looked incredibly happy and quite sexy.
On top of the photograph was a silver necklace in the shape of a heart with the initials RH, Rock Hard, carved into the heart.
“We’re really proud of you, baby girl,” said Andrew.
“Yes, wholeheartedly,” concurred Matthew.
I looked around at all of them, tears forming in my eyes. “I wouldn’t have been able to keep this place going with such momentum if it weren’t for every single one of you.”
“I think you would have done just fine on your own, love,” said Darren.
“There’s a few things that I can’t have just as good when I’m on my own,” I said to them suggestively.
I gave them a slow, seductive striptease. As each piece of clothing came off me and fell onto the floor, one of the guys would start to get hasty and take off his clothes.
“Not so fast, you,” I told them. “Ladies first, remember?”
Once I was completely nude, I walked over to the bed and laid on my back. I spread my legs wide for them, giving them a full view.
I masturbated for them, applying hard pressure against my clit and aggressively shoving my fingers up into my dripping pussy. I loved it when they would watch. I often encouraged them to exercise their imaginations because it often translated into spectacular lovemaking sessions.
Once I came for them that was their signal. They each threw off their clothes as quickly as they could and practically leapt onto the bed next to me. My glistening pussy was sparkling in the dim light of the room.
Darren got on top of me, claiming my dew-soaked orifice for himself, inserting his fat cock deep inside me. Matthew took my mouth, which was a pleasant change from his usual spot where Darren currently was. I held out my hands, and Mason and Will filled them for me to jerk them. Jacob and Andrew stood nearby, masturbating their own cocks for me, keeping themselves nice and hard for whenever their turn came up.
Will moved out of my hand once Darren had emptied his cum inside of me. Darren slid back out of my sight, and Will came into my line of vision. The sound and feeling of him bouncing against my wet walls after another man had just filled my hole with his seed made me fill insanely aroused, which in turn gave me another chance to cum for my boys.
While Will continued to pound his way in and out of my tight pussy, Mason was busy turning me over just enough so that Will could continue and so that he could enter my ass. I had become quite used to the feeling of a cock going inside of it since I’d met these men, and so the pain was exclusively orgasmic. As Will and Mason took care of my holes, I took care of Jacob and Andrew with my hands, rubbing their throbbing dicks while Matthew’s throbbing dick continued to hit the back of my throat.
I had lost track of how many times I actually came. My pussy was so full of cum and it was throbbing from the repeated dicking I’d received and since I knew the guys liked when we did the “assembly line,” I decided to oblige them.
I had them all lay down next to each other on the bed, and I proceeded to ride each one of them, aggressively and individually. I came for all six of them, and they came for me. I enjoyed the sight of watching my men go crazy at the way I fucked them. Sometimes they participated actively, and sometimes they just let me take control. On a night like this one, I wanted control.
It was a minute to midnight. We were all totally spent, exhausted to the point where speaking was a challenge. We were all out of breath, and seemingly out of cum. Orgasms were drying up all over me, the bed, the floor, and the walls. All of my guys had found a free spot on my body to rest their bodies, and we relaxed together as the music picked up outside the door.
“I love you,” I told them all.
“I love you, too,” said Matthew.
“Love you too, baby girl,” said Andrew.
“I love you,” said Will.
“I’m so in love with you,” said Mason.
“I love you so much,” said Jacob.
“Love you to the sun and back,” said Darren.
As we lay there in peace, we let the old year disappear without looking back.
“Ten… nine… eight… seven… six… five… four… three… two… ONE!”
“Happy New Year,” we all said together.
And, the next year was going to be a good one. I would make sure of it.
The End
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Blythe is Ali Parker’s Romantic Erotica pen name! Ali’s a romance writer that has called Texas her home for over 30 years. She is inspired to write from her love of reading. As a young woman, she enjoyed the company of a good romance novel and after reading several thousand wanted to become an author.
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