by Blythe Reid
Jaxson tucked his cock back into his pants and looked at me, leaning in and kissing my lips softly. I could tell I made the right choice, and I leaned into him, kissing him back. He was just one of the men I would get to spend a really long time with, but he was fucking amazing.
“Send Aaron back,” I whispered, kissing him again on the lips. He smiled and nodded his head, creeping out of the bathroom.
When Aaron arrived, I was ready for him, yanking him into the bathroom and wrapping my arms around him, my lips pressed firmly against his. We stumbled backward, tearing at each other’s clothing. I yanked my pants down and stepped out of one leg, turning back just as Aaron picked me up and wrapped my legs around his waist and pushed my back against the wall. He reached down and pulled out his cock, stroking it for a moment before guiding it into my wet pussy and deep inside.
I gripped onto Aaron’s shoulders, burying my face into his shoulder as he fucked me against the bathroom wall. Before that day I would have looked down at anyone joining the mile-high club in the plane, but at that moment, I found it completely intoxicating. I moaned into his shoulder, feeling the vibration of the plane against my clit. I ground into him as he thrust forward into me, feeling his long hard shaft pushing further and further inside of me. I could feel the orgasm coming, and I gripped onto his shoulders, my body going stiff as the waves of pleasure hit me once again, pushing my warm juices all over his throbbing cock. As my body pulsed against his, he gritted his teeth and set my feet down on the ground, grabbing his cock and jacking it hard over the sink. He leaned in with one hand and groaned as his seed burst out, spraying across the metal.
When he had caught his footing, and washed away the cum, I pulled my pants back on and walked over, wrapping my arms back around his neck and leaning in to kiss him deeply. He was an amazing, sexy, and strong man, and he made the perfect partner in the relationship we had all decided to begin.
“Send Derek back,” I whispered into his ear, pulling my lips to his cheek and kissing it gently.
I waited there impatiently, my pussy throbbing from the rough quickies in the bathroom. Finally, Derek walked in, his cock already hard inside of his pants. He already knew what he was walking into and I reached up, kissing his lips gently. He hooked his fingers in my pants and leaned forward, pursing his lips at my ear.
“We have to hurry, they are starting to get suspicious,” he whispered, thrill filling my chest.
He moved me over to the sink and pulled down my pants, setting me up on the cold steel. He pulled out a condom, unzipped his pants, pulled out his cock, and rolled the rubber over the tip and down the shaft. My eyes glowing wildly knowing I was going to fuck my boyfriend while people outside waited patiently to use the bathroom. He pulled my thighs, so my ass was hanging off the metal and slowly pushed his dick deep inside of me. I leaned back against the mirror and breathed deeply, feeling his hips rolling into me. He was gentle, soft, and his soft skin massaged my pussy like nothing I had ever felt before. I groaned into my hand, wanting to feel him cum so bad, feeling my own orgasm coming to a head.
As fast as he could he pumped into me, my body twisting and pushing to me his cock. He reached down and gently ran circles around my clit, biting his lip and watching as his dick moved in and out of my pussy. I arched my back and grabbed onto the side of the sink with one hand and covered my mouth with the other, my body convulsing in pleasure in front of him. As soon as my juices hit his cock, he pushed in deep and hard, thrusting in short bursts as he groaned, cumming hard inside of me. It was extremely sensual, and I could feel him resting his head on my chest as he let the waves of orgasm wash through him.
I pulled his face up to mine and kissed his lips. He was hard on the outside but my gentle giant on the inside, and I couldn’t wait to grow my feelings even further for him. He kissed my lips and helped me down, pulling me back through the plane and to my seat. I smiled big, surrounded by the three men I cared so much for.
On the way back in the cab that we were taking to my apartment, I sighed, looking out the window. I turned to the guys and cleared my throat, glancing over at the driver for a moment and then focusing in on them.
“I’m really glad we decided to be together like this,” I said. “It’s absolutely perfect.”
The cab driver glanced over at us and tried to hide a smile. We may be unorthodox, non-conformant to the way the world operates, and even upsetting to some, but this was my new family, and I couldn’t have asked for anything more. The four of us were going to go places together, and I was definitely up for the adventure.
Epilogue
One Year Later
Aaron, Derek, Jaxson, and I had been living together for a year. We had moved into our new place almost immediately after we got back, and I had never been happier in my entire life. Everything about our life was perfect, from the way we scheduled sleeping arrangements, to the way we curled up at night on the couches and watched movies together. I had been through so much in my life, and I never thought that I would actually find love, much less love with three men that absolutely captivated my mind. Not only were they my lovers but they were three of the best friends I could have ever asked for.
This year’s Thanksgiving was much different than the last, and we decided that we were going to host it our place. Aaron ended up being a phenomenal cook, Derek a connoisseur of amazing wines, and Jaxson was the guy that kept everyone entertained. I was still me, career-obsessed, serious most of the time, but now I was just really happy to go home at the end of the day. I had dreamt my whole life about having Thanksgiving at my house with the man I loved, and now I got to do it with all three of them. All of our family and friends were coming over to celebrate the holiday together. My mother flew in from Richmond, and Hayden and her new husband decided to spend Thanksgiving with us instead of having their families fight over where they would be.
Everyone’s parents ended up coming, which was interesting but also amazing at the same time. The house was full of love and laughter, something I had always wanted in my life. My choices seemed scary at first, but I knew now that they were exactly what I wanted. The penthouse that we rented was that dream house that I always wanted. It had high ceilings, floor to ceiling windows overlooking the city, an amazing balcony, and all the bells and whistles. We hired a decorator to come in and meld our styles together, though the guys really didn’t care as long as I was happy. I wanted the place to feel just as much like home to them as it did me, especially since it was our home together. We all had worked so hard to get our careers off the ground, and after completing that killer audit a year before, we skyrocketed. The company we worked for was too afraid to lose us, so they offered us a huge amount of money, each to stay on. We couldn’t turn it down and the fact that the four of us split the penthouse rent, it was like a drop in the bucket to us now.
I looked around the room and smiled, watching our guests laugh and talk, paying little attention to the fact that the guys were standing in the kitchen, looking across the penthouse at me. They smiled and nodded their heads, motioning to the hallway. A tingle ran up my spine, knowing exactly what they were suggesting. I smiled and nodded, slowly making my way back to the bedroom, not wanting anyone to see. We piled inside, and as soon as the door was shut, the guys were all over me, pulling at my dress, and taking all of my clothes off. Derek picked me up and tossed me on the bed, and I laid there as they quickly undressed and piled into the bed.
We rolled around, passing me back and forth between them, their hands running all over my body and their mouths lapping at mine. When they had calmed enough, I watched as Jaxson laid down beside me, his hard cock sticking straight up in the air. I climbed on top of him lowered myself down, leaning forward as Derek stood behind me, grabbing the lube from the side table and slowly inserting himself deep into my ass. Aaron wasn’t left behind, and I smiled as he approached, rubbing his cock toward my mouth.
I gave him a coy look and leaned forward, licking the tip of his cock. He looked at
me playfully and watched as my facial expression went from mischievous to completely breathless from the cocks moving in and out of me at a rapid pace. I screamed out, quickly covering my mouth and moaning as they pounded my body in rhythm. I reached up and took Aaron’s cock in my hand, pulling it into my mouth and sucking it hard and deep. He groaned, pushing my head forward and back, getting exactly what he wanted. I reached up and rubbed his balls, slight wisps of moans echoing around his shaft.
I could feel every inch of Jaxson and Derek inside of me, and I pushed back as Derek thrust forward, sending pleasure straight to my clit. Knowing there was a party just a few feet away made the situation even more erotic, and I could feel that I wasn’t going to last long at all. From the looks of it though, neither were the boys. The rubbing of my clit against Derek’s stomach and the rising tide of pleasure coming from Jaxson pushed me over the edge, sending me spiraling into a deep and intense orgasm. I could feel every muscle in my body restricting and opening once again.
Derek and Jaxson pulled out of me, and Aaron rolled me to the side and onto my back. They all got up on their knees and surrounded me, jacking their dicks with their hands. As the music in the party blared out Christmas tunes, I felt the hot salty seed of all three of my men exploding over my body. I moaned loudly as my hands trailed through the sticky goo, watching the boys grit their teeth and feel every moment of their orgasms. It made them feel good to get me off, but it made me feel like a Queen to be able to get three men off at one time.
When we were done, we cleaned up, dressed, and went back out to the party, enjoying the rest of our Thanksgiving with family and friends. The craziest part to me was that no one noticed the four of us disappear. We had this huge secret, but instead of this secret destroying us like so many tended to do, it only made us feel that much closer. I may not be able to scream my love from the rooftops, or plan a huge wedding like Hayden did, but I did get to spend my life with three men that took me to the next level. Whatever was next, I was most definitely ready for it but with Jaxson, Aaron, and Derek right there by my side.
Story Three
1
The North Dakota air was crisp with the impending fall. The wind blew through the yard, rustling the grass as the leaves on the dying trees slowly fluttered to the ground. My heart clenched with pain. This was my mother’s favorite time of year, and it was the first autumn season I wouldn’t hear her laughter.
Wouldn’t experience her warm smile.
Raking my hand through my hair, I heard my father calling across the house. The newly-hired ranch hands were going to be arriving over the coming days, and I was to make sure everything was in order. My mother was in charge of the hospitality around the farm, and when her cancer diagnosis ripped her from us just three months after she was diagnosed, it fell upon my shoulders to run that part of the ranch.
I walked out back to the guesthouse and readied the last of the preparations. There were beds to be made and bathrooms to be stocked. Toilet paper to store away and food to stock. My mother always wanted to make sure the hired ranch hands had everything they would need to keep the guesthouse clean. She always wanted them to feel at home, complete with a little note placed on their beds.
I wrote out a basic little note for each of the men coming into the house before I set some chocolate on their pillows and headed back to the house.
By the time I got there, my father was already greeting someone at the door. His high-and-tight haircut boasted of his days in the military, but his piercing blue eyes caught my attention immediately. He was tall. Much taller than my father, who stood at an average five-foot-ten.
“Jacob Combs. I’m one of the new ranch hands,” he said.
“Claire Roberts, hospitality extraordinaire. Welcome to our farm,” I said, smiling.
His grip was strong but steady. My eyes lingered on his skin a bit too long before I pulled away, smoothing my shirt over my body as my dad approached us both.
“Claire was just about to start dinner,” he said. “How about some stew?”
“No need!” a voice called out into the house. “We come bearing barbecue!”
I squealed at the sound of Bill Pratt’s voice. I ran past him and embraced his daughter before I took the bags of food from her hands. Bill and my father clapped backs before Jacob introduced himself again, and as I dragged Bailey past him, I could see her eyes lingering on his ass.
“Holy hell, is that the new ranch hand?” she asked.
“One of them,” I said as I sat the food on the table.
“He’s sexy,” she said, grinning.
I had to admit, she was right. I couldn’t deny how wonderful it felt to have his strong fingers curling around my skin. I honestly wasn’t sure anyone that attractive had ever descended into the small town of Beulah, but I had to keep my staring under control. I knew I would be underneath my father’s scrutiny, making sure I was keeping up the hospitality end so he wouldn’t have to worry about so many things.
“Well, since we got dinner, how ‘bout we all sit down an’ eat?” my father asked.
“Iced tea for everyone?” I asked.
“Sounds just fine to me,” Jacob said.
“Iced tea it is, then!” Bill exclaimed.
“Do you always have to yell everything, Daddy?” Bailey asked as she sat down.
“Only to get over the raucous laughter of you and your mother,” her father said, smiling.
I divvied out the drinks, and we all sat down to eat. Jacob told us a bit about his background, hopping from ranch to ranch across the country helping out where he could. The only thing he divulged about his military background was that he was enlisted at one point, but that was all he would talk about.
And we had enough respect not to push.
Bailey kept asking him embarrassing questions. Things like ‘how does your girlfriend feel about your job?’ and ‘should they bring in a separate bed for your child?’ I kicked her underneath the table while Jacob smiled, and for a second I melted at how his blue eyes sparkled at the yielding of his lips.
I cleaned up the table while my father and Bill walked away with Jacob. They took him into the fireplace room where I’d already stoked a roaring fire, no doubt waiting for me to offer coffee or some shit.
“You gonna fuck ‘im?” Bailey asked.
“You’re relentless. And those questions were totally inappropriate,” I said. “And besides, my father would kill me if I indulged in something like that with his ranch hands.”
“What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him,” she said, winking.
I couldn’t help but giggle as I shook my head. Bailey was always trying to put these insane thoughts in my head, and for a split second, I entertained the idea. I was engaged when my mother got sick, but my grief sank me into such an isolated state that my fiancé left me. Bailey always told me a good fuck would help me get over that selfish bastard, and as Jacob rounded the corner with his thick arms and his strong thighs, I started to wonder if she was right.
“Claire? Why don’t you see Jacob to the guesthouse? Don’t worry about serving coffee tonight,” he said.
“Mr. Combs, if you would follow me,” I said.
“You better do it,” Bailey said, winking.
“Shut up.”
I walked out to my truck and simply instructed Jacob to follow me. The guesthouse was on the other side of the ranch, next to the two barns we kept that housed our feed and equipment. It was more convenient for them to be back here, but I loved coming out here when it was unoccupied.
I spent a great deal of time grieving over the loss of my mother out here, where my father couldn’t see.
We came to a halt, and I quickly scrambled out of my truck. Even though Jacob kept denying me, I insisted I take one of his bags. I ushered him into the room that was set up for him and gave him the grand tour, but as I turned around, I saw his piercing azure eyes grow polar.
“I heard your friend up there,” he said.
His voice was lo
w. Rumbling. Like the distant roar of a thunderstorm approaching.
“Please forgive her. She doesn’t get out much.”
He took a step forward, his body heat radiating onto me. His strong hand came up and cupped my cheek, his thumb rolling over my bottom lip. I felt myself melt at my knees, breathing deeply as I tried to keep my composure.
“Kinda wished she might’ve been foreshadowing something,” he said.
I felt my pussy spill into my panties as his eyes connected with mine. Without thinking, I stepped forward, closing the gap between us. That was all the signal he needed as he leaned his lips into mine, and once they connected, I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.
His thumb stroked the curve of my cheek while his other hand cradled the back of my neck. His strong body pulsed against mine, and I could feel his cock growing against me. I broke the kiss, gasping for breath as desire raced through my veins.
The smile on his face was innocently devious as he took a step back.
“Thanks for the tour,” he said.
“Anytime,” I answered breathlessly.
2
Bailey’s words echoed in my mind as my body stood still in the guest house. Bailey had always been telling me that I needed to step out. Needed to live a bit with my gut instead of always being inside my head. I watched Jacob’s form standing in front of me, his eyes dancing in between mine. He had stepped back to study me. To see what my reaction would be from here.
And I decided, in that very moment, to take a risk.
I stepped forward and slid my arms up his chest. His hand cupped underneath my chin as I felt the strength in his muscles, groaning as he tilted my lips into his. They were so warm and soft, and his tongue was so light as it swiped against my lips. I parted myself willingly for him as my hands slid around his neck, his rippling arms rushing around my back as he dipped me backward.
