by Dark Angel
“Does it have anything to do with your finger?” I ask, not even realizing that I’m asking it, but feeling very pleased once the question is out there.
“It can have anything to do with anything you want.” Nico’s pretty quick with that one, too.
“Anything you desire.” Ford’s dulcet tones are music to my ears as I hear him taking a few steps closer to me.
“Anything.” Ethan’s adding his voice to the mix now, shedding his goofy demeanor at a moment’s notice.
It all starts to become overwhelming, almost a little cheesy―it would be, that is, if these men weren’t all such pros at conveying their true feelings and their utter conviction.
“First things first,” Sean insists, breaking this particular momentary spell, “We should take a step outside, just for some fresh air. And then we can―and will―start having whatever real fun, the kind that Alyssa wants to have.”
Those words spurn my growing sea of desire to evolve into a stormy ocean, turbulent with anticipation at what this day might bring.
As if there’s a silent agreement, we all start walking quickly towards the lobby, the guys seemingly almost as excited as I am.
We progressively pick up speed going into the lobby, jogging swiftly as we pass the security desk.
It’s pretty darn funny, and it gets even funnier when I notice the hordes of office staff walking in and out of the building to stop to stare, mouths agape in disbelief, at four of the most powerful men in the company―not to mention the industry―tear through the lobby like grade schoolers on their way to recess.
I’m still catching my breath outside when I see it, towering off to the side of the entrance.
I knew they were going to have a surprise waiting for me, but…
How did they get it out here and ready so fast?
Ethan, Ford, Sean, and Nico are all standing close behind me. I can feel them staring at it with pride.
“I’ve never seen one in person before,” I exclaim softly.
“Until now.” I hear Sean’s voice talking in a similarly, love, reverent tone behind me, and his hand very lightly touching the small of my back.
“Now that you’ve seen it,” Ethan stares stridently from behind me, “it’s time to get in and ride.”
The balloon, decked out in a classic striped rainbow pattern, towers dozens of feet multiple stories above the ground.
Not that I know much about hot air balloons, but this one looks fully inflated―if that’s what they call it―and ready to fly.
There’s no way I’m going to let it fly without me, and I doubt the handsome foursome are going to let that happen, either.
I spin around briefly to catch their overjoyed expressions before leading the way over to the basket of the balloon myself, listening to the foursome laugh and try to keep up behind me.
“I am so ready to for a flight on this this thing,” I declare just before climbing in.
“It’s called an aerostat,” explains Sean.
“It’s called a what?”
I turn while asking the question, and I see all four men are sporting amused expressions. They’ve never seen me quite like this before.
“An aerostat,” answers Sean, not helping much at first. “An aircraft that’s lighter than air. You know, a hot air ballon.”
The other three men instantly burst into laughter. I get caught up in the spirit and start cracking up at the absurdity myself.
“Yes, Sean,” responds Ford between deep, hearty laughs, “it’s called a hot air balloon. We’re all very proud of you.”
This sets off Sean on his own laughing jag, and I’m having a terrific time sharing a moment with these four men. This is part of that feeling of fulfillment, of realized fantasy, that I was thinking about earlier.
I’m anticipating a few more fantasies coming true not long from now―maybe even up in the air.
After our little laugh session, the astonishingly sexy quartet leads me to the balloon’s basket and assists me as I climb in first―each of them gingerly touching my arms or my upper back as they do.
The operator―a short, unassuming man who looks past retirement age―nods at me smilingly as I’m the first to climb in.
“Lovely day for a flight,” he observes with a thick Maine accent.
By the time I notice the insanely upscale looking picnic spreads laid out at my feet, the men have already boarded, and we’re rapidly leaving the ground.
“Take off time.”
The operator’s announcement comes a couple minutes late, but that doesn’t bother me even a little, not while I’m watching the ground disappear, the terrain I’m so familiar with retreat as we venture into the sky.
“How could it get any better than this?” I scream happily at the ground.
It’s just hitting me―the lengths these guys have gone through, the planning and the work they’ve put in―all for me.
“It starts to get even better with the gourmet bruschetta, the Brie and prosciutto sandwiches, the lemon pine-nut biscotti, and all the other things we have in case you don’t want any of that.”
Ford’s booming voice reading me the picnic menu is going extremely well with the views of the peaceful, increasingly rural-looking landscape hundreds of feet below us.
“Not to mention the amazing fucking champagne,” mentions Ethan.
I turn away from the view to face my balloon-mates.
“What about dessert?” I inquire.
“The biscotti is only the start,” Ford assures me.
Chapter 25
Alyssa
Never in my wildest dreams have I ever imagined a hot air balloon ride with one man, let alone four. Since watching Wizard of Oz, this has always been a fantasy of mine.
Up, up, and away into the wild blue yonder. Like an eagle soaring through the skies. It’s incredible.
The meal has been fantastic, everything so delicious, and I can't believe how spoiled I am right now. I have four handsome men in the balloon with me, and all I can think of is, are they all going to fuck me? Is it even possible to have sex in a hot air balloon?
I want to find out.
I stand at the edge, watching the world below when a body presses against me from behind. I push my ass back against Nico's groin. I can tell it's him by his scent.
Nico's lips rest near my ear. "Enjoying the view, Alyssa?"
"Very much. It's still hard to believe I’m here with all of you. It's like a fairytale come true for me."
I take a deep breath. My lungs fill with fresh air. A chill runs through my body in anticipation. I know something is coming, but I’m not yet entirely sure what it is. Hopefully, it’ll be me!
Are they are planning on taking me right here in the balloon? That would take this fantasy to a whole new level.
I turn to look at the other men, smiling. "How far up are we?"
Ethan, looks over the edge. "About a thousand feet right now."
"Holy fuck!" I gasp, my hands tightening around the railing. I’m not scared, but that's a lot of fucking feet in the air.
Nico wraps his arms around me, kissing the curve of my neck. "Take your clothes off. All of them."
For a moment I think about what he asks of me, but when he backs up, I do exactly what he wants. I can’t seem to deny these men. Not when I want this just as much as they do.
Starting with my skirt, I slip it off, dropping it to the floor of the balloon. Next go my blouse and bra. I toss those into the pile of clothing.
"Panties, too. Take them off," Sean commands from the other side of the balloon.
I watch them all as my fingers loop in the fabric, sliding the silk panties off.
No one can see me up here, but it's still odd to be this high in the air and naked.
Without saying a word, Ford gathers up my clothing, dropping them over the edge of the balloon. Before I can protest, Nico presses his lips to mine, kissing me with intense passion.
Wow. I’m totally bared to them, with no chance
of getting my clothes back now. And that only makes me wetter.
Nico wraps his arms around my quivering body, our lips locked in a passionate kiss. Tongues tangle and massage each other. Up above the Earth like this, I feel for a moment like there’s no one else in the world. That doesn't last for long.
Nudging against me from behind, Ford presses his still-covered cock against my ass, holding my hips and grinding into me. He’s so damn hard, and all I want is for him to take that massive thing out and shove it inside me.
I don't know how they plan on doing this, but I anticipate them all fucking me as we float above the world. It’s so fucking erotic that my pussy clenches and my juices flow freely down my thighs. That’s how insanely horny these guys make me.
When you’re that high in the air, who will hear the cries of pleasure? Still, I hope that my voice is carried in the wind for all to enjoy. Everyone deserves to feel this fucking good, am I right?
"My clothes!" I protest against Nico’s lips. But only for a second because I realize it's no use. It will get me nowhere. The clothes are gone. But who am I kidding? I’m perfectly happy to be totally naked here with these four men.
With two sets of hands moving up and down my body, I feel trapped between two feet of rock-hard cock.
There’s no better place to be than right here, right now. The day is extraordinarily beautiful, not a cloud in the sky.
Still in my ear, Nico whispers, "Tell me you want us all."
Do I want them all?
Do I need them all?
Fuck yes, I do.
I nod. "I want you all."
My body quakes, knowing I'm going to be fucked good and hard by these four men.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Sean stripping his clothes from his body. He’s tall, exceptionally handsome, and I know his cock is magnificent.
"Open your legs, Alyssa," Nico demands.
His hand is moving down to my cunt, two fingers stroking over my pussy lips. I am already dripping wet, gushing with anticipation. I moan out, arching my back to push my pussy harder against his fingers.
I’m overwhelmed for a moment. Warm, sticky juices trickle down my legs.
Ethan moves closer to us. He’s naked now, too. His hand moves up my inner thigh, catching the falling wetness.
"You need to taste yourself." Ethan smiles as his fingers push into my mouth.
I suckle them till I’ve lapped up every last drop.
"So sweet. I taste incredible."
I’m not being arrogant, just telling the truth. I love the way my pussy tastes. Especially when my cum is all mixed up with these guys’.
Nico smirks. "I know something she’ll like a little more than that."
He pushes two fingers inside my pussy, finger fucking me so, so deep. Nico works his digits in and out of my sopping pussy, the wet sounds making me impossibly hornier. Even over the roar of the balloon fuel, we can all hear my cunt getting fucked hard by Nico’s fingers.
I lean back into Ford's chest, and his arms wrap tightly around me. He holds my body steady. Good thing, too, because I already feel my knees going weak. Yeah, that’s totally a thing. You try getting fucked by four hot guys and see if yours don’t give out on you, too.
Ethan and Sean stand beside me, groping my tits as though they own them. And I want them to. I want my body to belong to all of them.
All of this has my head spinning in wild circles.
I moan as the pleasure builds inside me. I'm so enthralled that I don’t realize Ford’s ready to fuck my ass until I feel him pushing his cock against my tight little hole.
He lubricates the head with the torrent of juices continually pouring from my pussy, not pushing inside of me just yet, but simply rubbing his large cock head up and down my ass crack.
Who wouldn't love this? Being worshipped by four of the hottest men you’ve ever seen?
I can't seem to get enough of everything they do to me.
At one point I wonder if this is all to distract me from True love and finding out the truth.
Even if it is, I won't stop them. There’s a part of me that enjoys it far too much.
I buck my hips against Nico’s hand, forcing his outstretched fingers to enter me fully, even deeper than before.
"Oh, fuck. Please don't stop."
I don't realize I'm screaming till the first orgasm rushes through my body. My walls contract around Nico's skilled fingers.
Whimpering, my body shakes after the long drawn-out moments of ecstasy.
Nico pulls his fingers back, pushing them into his mouth now. "So fucking good. Your cunt juices are sweeter than spun sugar."
His words makes me blush from head to toe.
Ford pushes me forward to bend at the waist, his huge palm flat on my back. His cock is rubbing up and down my pussy lips now.
Then he’s thrusting inside of my pussy, stretching my walls.
Ford spears me hard, balls deep in my hungry cunt.
"You want all that cock, don't you, Alyssa?" Ford asks.
Before I can respond, Nico pushes his cock into my mouth.
"Take it all down your throat. Suck that cock, Alyssa." His hand in my hair, Nico is giving me all of his twelve inches in my mouth.
I can't believe I’m doing this. Who fucks one man in a hot air balloon, let alone four of them?
I’ve never heard of anyone giving a blowjob at a thousand feet in the air.
They bounce me back and forth. I slide down on Nico’s cock as Ford pulls back, then Ford is deep inside me again as my mouth slides up and over the thick shaft I’m feasting. My body is shaking from the force of being tossed back and forth between them like the sex toy I’m loving being.
What must the man who is flying this balloon think? I assume he’s paid to be silent. I hope so. Let’s be real, though. I’m enjoying this way too much to give a fuck.
Thrusting his cock deeper down my throat, Nico grips the railing of the hot air balloon.
My throat is just getting fucking pounded by a full foot of man meat.
Ethan and Sean stroke their cocks, both watching the show. It’s mere moments later when Ford pulls out of me and Sean enters my pussy. He’s swollen and hard and throbbing, and not gentle with me at all. Just the way I like it.
He grunts hard. His big dick buries itself deep inside my hot, clenching pussy walls.
Nico pulls from my mouth to give Ethan a turn.
Men taking turns using my body was never on my bucket list, but it should've been. If people knew how good this was, they’d want it as well. I’m here to tell you, babe, you will want as many cocks as you can handle, and not one less.
The pilot asks Nico if he should keep flying. He tells him that he’s to keep us up in the air till they've finished with me. That better be fucking hours from now.
Sean pulls back from my pussy, rubbing the head of his cock over my tight asshole. He doesn't push inside of me, but he does tease my hole with the head of his cock, now soaked in my cum.
"Fuck, that's a tight little pussy, Alyssa!"
Sean pushes right back inside me the moment he speaks. My pulsating pussy is taking every inch of that massive cock.
Ethan holds his hands on the side of my face. His cock pushes deeper into my throat each time he thrusts.
His balls bounce against my chin each time he bottoms out deep inside my throat.
Music is playing softly in the hot air balloon. It's a romantic venture into the unknown.
All of this started with me needing to learn the formula for a perfume. But it's so much different now. So much more.
With the rocking back and forth of the balloon, remaining standing is almost impossible. Nico suggests we use the floor.
All of us move to the middle of the floor, and I lie on my back, looking up at the flames the keep us afloat. It's breathtaking. And I can’t help thinking that burning hot fuel is nothing compared to the raging heat coursing through my body.
Nico moves between my legs, his cock posit
ioned at my entrance.
He slams into my core with one thrust.
"Oh, fuck!"
I cry out in abandon at the pure pleasure of him being so deep inside me. Having my pussy stretched makes me shiver in excitement.
Ford is to the right of my face, and Sean to the left. Both want me to suck their cocks.
Ford strokes my hair back from my face, his hand on my cheeks to pull my face in his direction. "Now be a good whore and open that mouth for me. Nice and wide, Alyssa. I want all twelve inches of my cock in your mouth."
I widen my eyes, my mouth doing the same. Ford called me a whore, and I feel like one. Is it wrong that I just got turned on more by a simple word? Oh well, I don’t care because right now I want to be these men’s whore. I want them to use my body for their pleasure.
Nico lifts my legs to rest on his shoulders. He fucks harder into the core of my pussy. So deep that I feel him in the pit of my stomach. Each time he bottoms out, my body shakes from the impact.
With my mouth wide open, Ford takes advantage of the moment and pushes his dick into my throat. Not to be left out, Sean takes my hand, wrapping it around his cock. I stroke him without being told. My fingers can't wrap entirely around his thick cock, but I try.
Ethan is on the other side of the balloon, stroking his dick as he watches.
The slapping and sucking and slurping fills my ears.
Nico's fucking me hard and deep. My pussy aches with a pleasurable sensation from the intensity of his cock forcing its way inside me. Nico doesn't hold back. His cock is demanding every inch of my pussy, and he takes it.
I feel every vein and curve of his beast of a cock. It's an overpowering feeling, to have a body that can handle the intense fucking of these alpha males. Each of them just as powerful as the next.
While I have my mouth and pussy filled with cock, Ethan takes the opportunity to manipulate my clit. At first, my legs won't stop shaking, but he knows he will make me come.
"You like when I rub that clit, dirty girl?" Ethan growls out. His voice fills with desire. He is the only one not using me. That doesn't last for long. Not when he straddles my chest, rubbing his cock against my tits.
Holy fuck, he is going to titty-fuck me while the other three take turns. Oh my fucking god, this just keeps getting better.
