by D STEP
I felt a little shiver of pleasure run through my body at his touch.
“Nothing hotter than a sexy babe on a surfboard…” he murmured, running his hand back up, but slipping his fingers between my legs, running them up along my boy-shorts against the crease of my ass, and back up my spine. I swallowed, my heart beat gaining speed.
“Let me just adjust you a little, here.” He said, reaching to the swell of my breasts at the side, just beneath my underarms. His hands were warm against my heated skin and my pussy trilled with sensation as he shifted himself over the top of me, straddling my ass. I could feel his cock, hard in his board shorts. It wasn’t a straight one, it seemed to be curved in a delicious way that I knew if I had that inside me, I’d be literally ‘hooked’ on him.
My mind flashed with sinful thoughts of him pumping me hard with his cock and I bit my lip and closed my eyes for a moment in delicious abandon of my senses. Theo slipped his hands between the board and my breasts, fingers slipping around to touch the nipples before he lifted me slightly, shifting my upper body to the right a little.
“There… now, we paddle and then…” he shifted, grinding his cock into the crease of my ass a little harder for good measure. “We get up in a crouching position…” he shifted back off my ass and I almost moaned for the loss of his heat, but his hands gripped my hips and I pushed up to my feet, then into a crouch, Theo ran a hand up my side, the other still in a firm grip on my hip as we balanced on the board, kept stable by the hard sand beneath us. His hand reached my underarm and he guided my left arm out, then he reached across, thumb brushing the hardened points of my nipples as he passed them, reaching my other arm he raised it until they were spread out as if I was balancing on the board.
“Then…”He whispered into my years. “When we have our balance, we stand up, legs spaced apart for balance, but keeping in a slight crouch for control.” He helped me up, placing his hands on the underside of my arms. His breath warm on my neck, I heard him inhale the scent of my hair, his nose pressed hard against my locks. I heard him moan softly, his hips pressed against me, harder, I lost balance and fell off the board into the sand, and Theo fell on top of me in an explosion of sand.
I heard laughter as I brushed the gritty grains from my face. Theo and I looked up as Cullen and Xavier came up to us, arms fill of driftwood and fallen branches from the nearby wooded area that backed onto the property.
“Having fun you two?” Cullen smirked, his eyes on my body, eye-humping me unabashedly. I spat out a few choice grains of sand. Xavier’s eyes were dark and I couldn’t tell what he was thinking. He was a silent giant, the biggest one of them all, and no less sexy.
Damn it was going to be a long weekend with these three hot studs and no parents.
“Come on you two surfer dudes… let’s fire up the barbecue.” Cullen said nodding to the house. He and Xavier dumped their wood into the pile that they had been adding to all day.
I picked myself up, brushed the sand from my tits and collected my towel and magazine before I headed up to the house, Theo trailing behind after collecting his board.
I smiled slyly at him, and he gave me a wink back.
The rest of the evening was quite uneventful. A barbecue, a few beers and I retired early, exhaustion of my long drive, being tackled, billiard ‘lesson’ and surfing ‘lesson’ all taking their tolls. Tomorrow was another day. I bid the men goodnight and went to bed.
My fingers gave my poor pussy some much needed release to the mental images of Theo, Cullen and even Xavier fucking me hard, soft, sweet and rough. I moaned into my pillow, my panties were so drenched by the time I had finished my third orgasm, to the image of Xavier, that I had to change them.
Through the night I awoke, certain that I had heard my door open and close. I didn’t think anything else of it
Chapter 4
I awoke around ten, the boys still crashed out. Xavier had taken the spare room, Theo the couch and Cullen his room. I got up and made coffee, the scent of roasted beans drifting to meld with the scent of the sea and stale beer bottles that lined the kitchen counter. I quietly put them in the recycling and came back into the kitchen where the coffee maker had finished heating up, the little green light showing it was ready for a coffee pod.
I made my coffee and smiled as I picked up my cup of morning goodness.
Xavier came out in a pair of boxers. His muscled chest was glorious and his eyes roved over my body, I wore a tight tank top and short-shorts - the kind that when a 16 year old girl wears them it should be illegal, but on a 22 year old, they were perfect.
“Morning.” I said, leaning back against the counter, sipping my coffee.
His response was a grunt.
“Coffee?” I asked, he nodded. His eyes focusing on my pert tits, at least something was perky this morning… oh, hello soldier! I thought as I saw his bulge increase in his boxers. I smiled and turned, making a show of reaching up to the cups. His shadow fell over the counter in front of me, the sunlight coming in from the open French doors to the patio that looked out over eastern side of the property to make good use of the morning sun.
His presence crowded me, and damned if I liked it… ok I loved it. It was one of my secret fantasies to be crowded in, given no choice but to let the man or men have his –their- way with me, and knowing I was going to enjoy it.
As I rose to the tips of my toes, my ass rubbed against his bulging cock, straining itself against the satin material of his boxers. My inner slut, who had been hiding under the covers all my college years, finally decided to show her face this weekend. And why not? Surrounded by three of the hottest, most muscular and stunningly sexy guys I had ever laid my eyes on.
I’d never forgive myself if I didn’t get action from at least one of them, god knows they were eager.
I heard Xavier’s moan behind me as I seductively ground my pert little ass against his erection, sliding down, I imagined what it would be like to take what my ass interpreted as one mother of a cock into my mouth, my pussy and even my ass. My panties became damp just thinking about it, my mouth watering and not from the scent of the coffee as it brewed, dripping from the machine.
I turned in a dainty pirouette on the balls of my feet and faced the broad shouldered man behind me, his satin boxer-bound cock rubbing along my boy-short-clad hips to press against the softness of my drenched mound.
“Cream?” I asked innocently, with an eyebrow raised.
Xavier grunted with a smile, and a chuckle, I felt his hips moving over to touch my hips. Of course as he began to press himself harder against my needy pussy, we heard the heavy footsteps of Cullen descending the stairs in all his mood-ruining glory. His hair too short to be messed up, but he was shirtless. Xavier shifted away from me, taking the cup from my hand and serving himself his coffee.
“Morning, Jai, Xav.” He said with a brilliant smile, something told me that he had caught us out in our little naughty moment. My face felt like it was aflame with the blush that spread across my cheeks.
“What’s the plan for today?” Cullen asked.
“I was going to call Dad and Susan and see when they were going to be able to get down here.” I said, refilling the coffee machine with another pod for Cullen. Theo came out of the living room, yawning and stretching. All three were bare-chested and they all had the same tattoo, an eagle holding a sword in its talons.
I looked from one gorgeously sculpted chest to another, my curiosity piqued.
“So, what’s with the ink?” I asked, pouring Cullen’s coffee and then popping in another pod for Theo
“Ink?” Cullen asked, turning to me, I ran a finger over the tattoo.
“You’ve all got the same tattoo.” I said, holding the tips of my fingers against his skin, I felt the pulse of his heartbeat speed up just a little. He smiled, and put his hand over mine. His palm was warm.
“It’s a mark of our brotherhood, we were all in the same unit together on our first tour. We went through a few trials by fire,
“A shared experience, that bound us together as bros.” Theo explained taking his cup from me.
“We’ve since shared in many experiences.” Xavier finished, as he drained his cup. He left us for a moment, heading up the stairs and to the guest room where he was staying, returning quickly in shorts and a shirt. He strolled to the fridge and pulled out the pack of bacon and the carton of eggs.
“Gonna fire up the barbecue.” He muttered, his eyes flashing over my body.
“I’ll get some toast cooking then, if you guys want to get in to the showers before I jump in and like a typical chick use all the hot water.” I smirked. “Or do you do that together as well?”
I was too busy pulling bread out of the packet to notice Cullen had grabbed a tea-towel and twirled it around, tightening the material into a coil before snapping the end on my ass. I yelped and jerked a leg up, balancing up on the ball of my foot before the sting. I rubbed the spot that burned and itched. Cullen ran up the stairs laughing his ass off
“Asshole.” I muttered as Theo chuckled and turned back to the pieces of bread which would soon be turned into toast.
My ass cheek smarted and I tentatively pulled down my boy-shorts to see the red welted mark that Cullen’s childish hijinks had gifted me on my perfect ass cheek. I ran my fingers over the welt, hissing as the little battle-wound sizzled with the angry welt.
“That looks painful… want me to rub it better?” Theo asked, leaning against the door frame. His smile was charmingly boyish, making my heart jitter a little.
“Uh… no… no I’m fine.” I said, pulling up my boy-shorts, covering my injury.
“What if I kissed it better?” he said with a wink. I rolled my eyes and turned away with a giggle.
“Men.” I muttered under my breath.
“Yeah… can’t live with us, can’t fuck us all… or can you?” Theo whispered in my ear, and then waltzed away to the second bathroom. I gazed at the hallway where he disappeared to, the deliciously mouth-watering scent of bacon cooking caught my nose. My mouth watered and my stomach rumbled. I turned my attention to toasting bread and had a plate piled high and ready to go with the bacon and eggs that Xavier had fixed on the barbecue.
Theo and Cullen came back downstairs, clad only in shorts their chests both still glistening in the morning sunlight with the droplets of water that they had failed to dry.
It was going to be a long, hot day.
Chapter 5
I picked up the silicone ice cube mould, filled with coloured Jello and vodka mix and placed them in the fridge. I heard the boys shouting in the rumpus room and the noise of gunfire as they sat in front of the Xbox and played Fallout 3. The sound system was up so loud that I almost didn’t hear my phone ringing.
“Hello?” I said, answering the call.
“Hey Jai, the storm has finally cleared up a bit but they are expecting another supercell to hit Denver in a few hours, the place is a mess, the roads are cut and the airport has closed as well, apparently one of the runways got partially washed away. Susan and I have headed back home, looks like we aren’t going to make it.”
“Oh no, Daddy, that’s not good!” I said, moving to the patio door, the sounds of explosions drifted out through the rumpus room door followed by the sounds of hysterical laughter and Theo’s voice “Oh my god, did you see that shit?”
“What’s going on? Sounds like world war three…” Dad said.
“Oh, Cullen brought some friends over for the Fourth, they’re playing on the Xbox.”
“Sounds like they are destroying the place, good thing the neighbours are so far away that we don’t get noise complaints when we are there.” Dad chuckled. “Well. Susan’s just come home from checking on Mrs. Willoughby, I have to go now so you be good and have a nice time with Cullen and his friends.”
I smiled as I said goodbye to my Dad and looked to the door where the noise of utter chaos was emanating from.
I finished up in the kitchen and changed into a bikini top and bottoms. I picked up my kindle and a beach towel and went out to destroy some skin cells and raise my risk of getting a melanoma in the solar UV rays of Southern California. Damn it felt good to get a nice tan.
My phone rang again and I answered it, one of my girlfriends started on how her boyfriend was sleeping around and she was totally distraught. I picked myself up and headed back into the house, the boys had finished their destruction on pixilated people and were sitting around picking at the platter that I had made up for the bonfire.
“Hey! Hands off my goodies!” I said, indignantly, my girlfriend’s tittering laugh sounded through the speaker on my phone. “Kelly, I’ll call you back, and if he’s sleeping around on you, dump his cheating ass, it’s what I did with that loser recently, why do you think I came here on my lonesome?”
“Want me to come down and have some girl time with you?” she asked.
“I think I have my hands full with my step brother and his friends, but thanks.” I said. I ended the call with a promise to catch up with her after the holiday.
Cullen watched me as I walked to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water. I tilted my head back and drank deeply, my body curved backwards slightly as I swallowed the water, droplets dribbling down my lips and chin to drop down to the swell of my breasts in my halter-top bikini.. I tossed my hair over my shoulder and smiled, walking back out to the beach as the sun was starting to wane in the western sky.
“What time are you guys going to light the bonfire?” I asked him.
“Soon, probably in the next twenty minutes.” Cullen replied.
“Cool.” I said, a smile on my lips.
In a half hour, the boys were sitting beside the bonfire, the flames rising high in the sky and a pile of spare wood waiting to be added as the fire went down through the evening.
I had a bottle of vodka and another of orange juice sitting on the picnic table along with the ravaged plate of nibbles that the boys had decimated.
“So, let’s play a game.” Theo said, setting his beer down. “The person with the hottest sexual fantasy wins.” Xavier raised an eyebrow and Cullen smirked.
“What do they win?” I asked, taking a sip of my vodka and orange juice.
“They win the prize for the hottest sexual fantasy.” He grinned.
I smiled as they began.
“Ok, I’ll start.” Theo said leaning back on his hands. “My hottest sexual fantasy… two chicks, one riding me cowgirl style, the other riding my face and they are both facing each other and making out while I finger their clits, fucking one and eating the other out – all while we are on my surfboard.”
“Wouldn’t you fall off?” I asked, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.
“Not if we were on the sand, like I was giving them a lesson in how to ride a surf…er.” He said with a wink. The flickering firelight caressed his blonde locks, turning them golden. “Xavier, what’s your hottest fantasy?” he asked, his eyes casually drifting over to me, catching my gaze for a pointed moment before he focused on Xavier. I felt my cheeks redden, but the light of the fire seemed to hide my blush, I felt my pussy tingle with need.
“Hmm…” Xavier said, taking a swig of his beer and then admiring the bottle as he went deep in thought.
“Chick laying on a kitchen counter, there’s jello-shots along her body, one on each nipple and one nestled between the succulent lips of her pussy. I take each shot, starting with the ones on her chest, then suck the shots from her nipples, moving down, licking and sucking the melting jello from her body before I lick the last one out from her lips, tongue fucking her as I clean the shot from her cunt.” Xavier grinned and licked his lips in desire.
I felt my heart rate speed up, his eyes had me entrapped. My breathing hitched. “Then I’d climb atop her and make her scream my name as I fucked her hard… and fast...” I took a big gulp of my drink, then topped it up, my pussy was screaming for his mouth and tongue to do just that…
“Cullen?” Theo said, taking a swig of his beer. I turned my attention to my step brother, and hadn’t realised his eyes had been watching me the whole time.
“Oh I think that we should hear Jai’s next.” He said with a smile.
“Mine?” I asked, a little shocked.
“Yes, yours, what is your hottest sexual fantasy?”
“O-okay…” I said, clenching my thighs together in a vain attempt to curve the neediness that I felt down there. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.
“I am with three really hot guys, they’ve got me held down, not too rough but just enough that I know that I can’t get by them, but I know I’m safe with them, it’s all consensual, and we all want it. They each take turns with me, licking, fucking, sucking. Using my body as we all fall into the deep pleasures of our bodies. I get fucked six ways from Sunday, double penetration. Two cocks in my pussy as they stretch me and one in my ass, a triple fucking. I’m theirs to play with, but they are also mine to play with as well.” I opened my eyes and look at the guys.
Their eyes were locked on me. I blushed.
“And on that note… I’m going to take a nice cold swim.” I said. I drained my drink and got up, brushing the rough grains of sand from my body. I walked down to the waterline and entered the water. It was cool on my skin, heated from the flames of the bonfire and my own arousal. I ducked under the water, feeling it cool and calm me as it washed over my needy body. I broke the surface and pulled my hands over my face, running up to my hair and sluicing the salty water from my mane.
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