“I can’t,” Danny said. He looked down and met her eyes. “I want to be inside you.”
“Here,” Tyler said, holding out a condom. “I found a stash over there. Take it.”
Danny straightened and put the condom on. He yanked on Marian’s legs, pulling her ass to the very edge of the table, and then he was inside her. No sappy love words, no warning, just slid right into her. “God, I needed that so bad,” she moaned.
“I know you did,” Danny said, pumping his hips. “I know.”
Marian reached her arms over her head, thrusting her chest out. “Please, Tyler,” she begged.
Tyler walked over and leaned down to lick her nipple slowly with the flat of his tongue. “That’s not right,” he said with a grin. “You like it rough—isn’t that what Cass said?” He bit her nipple gently.
“Harder,” she panted. She looked over at Tom. “Please.”
Tom walked over to the other side of the table, facing Tyler. Then he leaned down and bit her other nipple. Marian cried out and dug her nails into the table. All of a sudden Beau was there, kissing her. Marian wrapped her arm around his neck and let him have her mouth. He fucked her with his tongue and she thrust her hips up at Danny, taking him deep. This, this is what she’d dreamed about. It was perfect. And she knew Cass was watching. He loved to watch her with Beau. She put on a show for him, letting go of all her inhibitions as she enjoyed the attention of the others. She liked the idea of Beau pressed side to side with Tyler, liked that Tyler got to see how amazing he was, how sexy and sweet and hers.
It took a few minutes for Marian to realize that Danny was just going through the motions. His thrusts were steady, but he was silent and distant. She broke away from Beau’s kiss. “Danny,” she whispered to him. Beau straightened so she could see Danny. “Stop,” she said breathlessly, and Tom and Tyler both pulled away. “Danny, stop,” she said again. He stopped, but his eyes were closed, his face stoic. “It’s not working,” she said sadly, “is it? I’m sorry. I’m sorry I made you do this.” She scrambled to sit up, pushing everyone away, suddenly embarrassed. Then Danny stopped her with a hand on her arm. When she looked at him he pulled her into a tight hug.
“It’s not you,” he said, clearly frustrated. “It’s me. I can’t. I want to, but this wasn’t what turned me on that night.”
“What?” she asked, confused.
“They held you down,” he whispered in her ear, anguish in every word.
She processed what he was saying, her body still struggling to catch up with events. “You want to hold me down?” she asked. Cass quickly stepped over to them, but she shook her head when he started to say something.
“No,” Danny said. He had his face buried in the curve of her shoulder. “Not you.” Marian didn’t understand.
“Okay,” Tyler said in his no-nonsense way. “Switch places.” He climbed up on the table behind Marian. “Danny on your back on the table. Marian, you’re going for a ride.”
Danny pulled back and stared at Tyler. Marian could see he was wary but excited. Tyler had figured out what Danny wanted. In this situation she trusted Tyler’s judgment. “Okay,” she said calmly. “I’d like that.” That broke Danny out of his trance and he let Marian sit up. She came to her knees and crawled over to the side of the table, waving her hand at the spot she’d been in. “Go ahead. I warmed it up for you.”
Cass still looked alarmed, but Beau stepped over and pressed his shoulder to Cass’s, drawing away some of his tension. Danny turned and sat on the table. Then, with a deep breath, he scooted back until he could put his feet up. “More,” Tyler told him. “All of you on the table.” Danny hesitated, breathing deeply, and then he scooted back even more, until he was completely on the table.
“It’s a damn good thing this table is big and sturdy,” Tom said. “How much weight can it hold?”
“All of us,” Cass said. “If it has to.”
“It just might,” Tyler said with a little grin. “Arms up,” he told Danny. Danny slowly stretched his arms up over his head until they lay flat on the table. Then Tyler leaned over and grabbed hold of Danny’s wrists, pinning him down. Danny visibly shivered, and his eyes closed. His cock was hard, bouncing against his stomach as he panted. Tyler looked up at her. “Ride ’em, cowgirl,” he told her.
“Have you ever done this, Danny?” she asked, a little worried. She didn’t want him to freak out the first time he tried this scene. He shook his head. “Is that what you want? To be held down?”
“Yes,” he whispered. “God, I’m sorry, Marian.”
She climbed on top of him and slid down on his cock. He felt so big this way. She loved to ride a man’s dick. She rocked her hips and he moaned. “Don’t be sorry, stupid,” she said. “Whatever makes you happy is all good.” She rocked again and her breath hiccupped. “This feels amazing,” she said with a sigh.
Danny wrapped his hands around Tyler’s wrists, as if he was afraid Tyler was going to let go. Marian almost cried at that little gesture.
“Don’t worry,” Tyler whispered, as if he’d had the same thought. “I’m not letting go.”
Tom climbed up on the table. “I want you to suck my dick while you do that,” he told her. She glanced over in surprise. “Too much?” he asked.
“Absolutely perfect,” she said, smiling. “I desperately want to do that.”
Tom stepped up beside her and grabbed a fistful of her hair. It was just the right amount of pressure, dominant but not hurtful. She flexed her hips, grinding on Danny while Tom fed her his cock. Tom was a surprise. She hadn’t expected him to take the lead like this, to give her what she needed before she even knew it herself. But she had needed this, needed more. She wanted to be used and pleasured. Feminists might not like it, but they weren’t here right now and she was having a wonderful time, thank you very much.
There were no more words then, just Danny’s cock fucking her and Tom’s in her mouth and Tyler holding Danny down. Danny was wild beneath her, panting and groaning, his hips thrusting, driving his cock into her forcefully. Tom held her mouth on him, but he let her do what she wanted. She played with his cock with her tongue, not taking him deep, but toying with the head, licking the sensitive spot underneath it. She braced one hand on his thigh and felt the muscles flex as he moved slowly in and out of her mouth.
When Beau climbed up behind her she reached back and cupped the back of his head, bringing him in close. She wanted him to watch, to see how well he and Cass had taught her to suck cock.
“That’s good, baby,” he told her in that slow, sexy voice of his. “You are so good.” He kissed her neck and cupped her breasts in his hands. “I want to fuck you, too,” he whispered. “I just can’t stay away. Can I fuck you with Danny?”
She let go of Tom and laughed breathlessly. “Yes. Always yes. You don’t have to ask.”
“I’ll always ask,” he said, nuzzling her ear. “Because I love you.”
She looked up at Tom who was waiting patiently. “I’m sorry,” she said. “I can’t do it all. I’m just not that good.”
“That’s all right,” he said with a smile. “My hand works well enough.”
“Get over here,” Tyler said in a rough voice.
“Who?” Marian asked. “Me?”
“No.” He shook his head. “Tom. I need something over here. Holding down the Monster of the Midway has its own special rewards, but I need something a little more immediate.”
“Wait,” Tom said. “Are you saying you want to suck my cock?” Danny moaned below them and thrust frantically up into Marian, making her gasp at how good it felt.
“I think Danny likes that idea,” Tyler said. “So come on. I know my way around a dick, don’t worry.”
“I’ve heard that about you,” Tom told him. Marian could tell he was thinking hard about it.
“No judgment here,” Cass said, standing off to the side of the table. “You know Marian and Beau and I don’t care. And Danny seems on board with it.”
“Yes,” Danny said breathlessly. “Anything. Whatever. Just don’t let Marian stop fucking me yet.”
“Oh, I’m not done with you yet,” Marian said, leaning down over him until her breasts were pressed against his chest. She playfully teased the corner of his mouth with her index finger. “Not by a long shot.” He was so delicious like this, desperately horny and so, so hot. He licked his lips and she had to kiss him. He raised his head from the table, kissing her back hungrily. Tyler leaned over and rubbed his cheek on both of theirs and she took pity on him. She broke off kissing Danny and turned her head to kiss Tyler. Tyler’s kiss was practiced, smoother and more controlled than Danny’s, but no less devastating. He was a master at it, using lips and teeth and tongue to tease her mercilessly. His kiss made you think of his mouth on other places. She tightened around Danny’s cock inside her and shivered at the surge of lust tingling along her nerve endings. Tyler moved away slowly, so that their lips clung damply, and then he smiled. He looked down at Danny, who’d been watching them, his eyes a little hazy and crazed. And then Tyler simply leaned down and kissed Danny. More surprising was that Danny let him.
“That seals the deal,” Beau said. Marian felt his slick finger on her ass and straightened her arms but kept her back arched. “While we fuck Marian, Tyler sucks Tom’s cock.”
Marian heard both Tyler and Danny groan, but she was too focused on what Beau was doing to look at them.
“Did I just kiss the fucking quarterback?” Danny whispered.
“You did,” Tyler told him.
“Good enough for me,” Tom said. “Kiss this.” Marian did look then, and watched as Tyler took Tom’s cock deeper than she had. Tyler’s moan of pleasure was positively decadent.
“Shit,” Tom said breathlessly. He caught hold of Tyler’s head the same way he’d held Marian’s and moved his cock in and out of Tyler’s mouth. It was one of the sexiest things she’d ever seen. “First time a guy’s given me head,” he said, blushing.
“Not the first time they wanted to, I bet,” Marian told him. Her breath left her in a rush as she felt Beau press his cock against her ass.
“Ready?” he asked.
“Yes,” she said. She met Danny’s eyes. “Are you?”
“You’re going to feel me in there,” Beau warned. “It’s pretty intimate.”
“And pretty amazing,” Cass added. He touched her cheek and she turned, knowing he was going to kiss her. She wanted to kiss him as Beau entered her, needed to connect with Cass right now. He held her head in both of his hands and kissed her tenderly as Beau slid inside her.
“Pull out, Danny,” Beau said, his tone urgent. “Until I’m in. She’s tight.”
Danny pulled out and she moaned but Cass wouldn’t let her go, wouldn’t stop kissing her. She was powerless, held between the three men, and she felt another orgasm coming, even without Danny inside her, even with the slight sting of Beau’s entry. She cried out into Cass’s mouth and Beau pushed all the way in, forcing himself through her contracting muscles, heightening her pleasure.
“Now,” Beau told Danny sharply. “While she’s still coming.” Beau controlled her hips, pushing her back down on Danny’s cock as he pulled out. “Like that. You, then me, then you again.”
“I got it,” Danny said, his voice so rough and broken she barely understood him. “God, I can feel you.” He thumped his head back on the table, closed his eyes and bit his lip as Beau pulled her hips up and onto him. It was a rhythm she had come to crave, two men inside her, filling her completely.
“Damn,” Tom said. “She really, really likes that, doesn’t she?”
“She does,” Beau said, running his hand down her back from the nape of her neck to her ass. “So do I.”
“Is that a request?” Cass asked against her lips, kissing her with his words.
“Yes,” Beau said in his forthright way. “I want you to be a part of it.”
“If I fuck you, I’ll control it. You know I will. I’m just that way,” Cass told him. Danny bucked beneath her, pushing her up into Beau and she groaned.
“Danny likes that idea,” Tom said. She glanced up and saw him watching them all with avid curiosity. “I like it, too. I want to see it.”
“Why?” Cass asked him.
“Because you make it all seem so…normal. And because someday I want to say I had a fivesome and all five were fucking at the same time.” He frowned. “Does giving me head qualify as fucking?”
“For tonight it does,” Cass told him. “I don’t think you’re ready for more yet, rookie.”
“This is a lot to process,” Tom agreed. “Damn, Tyler. I’m going to come too soon if you deep throat me like that.”
“I don’t think Tyler cares,” she said with a laugh. Tyler was pretty lost in holding on to Danny and blowing Tom.
“I can pretty much guarantee that when Cass makes me come, you’re going to come,” Beau told Tom. “And I’m not ashamed to say I’m probably going to be the first to come. I’ve been hot for this all day. Personally, I can’t believe Danny hasn’t come yet.”
“It takes a lot of concentration, man,” Danny gasped. “Get fucked so I can come. And don’t fuck Tyler. I don’t want him to let go. Also, I’ll kill anyone who ever speaks of this again.” They all laughed because he wasn’t really in a position to be making demands.
“Watch and learn,” Cass told Tom. He climbed up on the table and knelt behind Beau, pushing him forward until he was braced on his arms over Marian, pressing her and Danny closer together. She couldn’t see what he was doing after that, but Beau took a deep breath and then let it out in a rush. “Tell him, Beau,” Cass said. “Tell him how it feels.”
“So fucking good,” Beau groaned. “That’s how it feels. One of my favorite things is to fuck Marian while Cass fucks me. God!” he cried out, thrusting hard into Marian.
“I’m going to set the pace,” Cass growled. “You and Danny better keep up. Marian, let me know if it’s too much.”
“All right.” She struggled to answer because she was going to that place were words weren’t easy anymore. She felt drunk on what they were doing. But she knew Cass would stop until she’d answered him. He always made her own her pleasure like that.
Cass fucked Beau into her and Danny pulled out, then they did it again. Cass kept increasing the pace and pushing them all harder, and it became intense and sweaty and very, very real. So far it had felt like a dream, living the fantasy. Now it felt like she was getting fucked—hard and fast and deep—by five guys. Tom and Tyler might not be part of it in the same way as everyone else, but they were there in the moment with them. They were connected to what they were doing through Tyler’s hands, holding Danny down. She looked up, panting, to see Danny still gripping Tyler’s wrists tightly. They were both holding on so tightly. What was Danny thinking right now? His eyes were closed and sweat was running down his temple. Had they done the right thing, making him acknowledge the desires he’d been fighting for so long?
“Marian,” Beau said in that breathless, strained voice he got when he was about to come.
“Yes,” she told him, knowing she was going to come again. How could she not, when they were making her feel so good, so special, making her the center of it all, of everything? “Yes, all of us. Yes.”
Suddenly Tom moved behind Tyler and Marian saw him reach around, between Tyler’s legs. Tyler moaned. “Thank you,” he said, clearly relieved and grateful. “Rub on my ass,” he panted over his shoulder. “Come on me, it’s okay.”
“It better be okay,” Tom said, “because it is so going to happen. Hurry up, Beau.”
He was too late. Beau had started coming inside her. She could feel it, felt how hard he was, how deep, the pulse of his orgasm. She let out a little scream as ecstasy clenched her vagina around Danny and she rode the waves of it, rode him. Danny shouted, thrusting his hips up rapidly a few more times before his back arched and he groaned. Tyler joined him, hanging his head as he made a little whimpering so
und.
“That’s it,” Tom said, grunting as Tyler rocked forward to the beat of Tom’s hips against him. Then Tom grabbed Tyler’s hair and held him tightly, pulling his head back. Tom threw his head back and bit his lip as he came silently all over Tyler’s back, every muscle frozen. Then they were all panting and shaky, the only sound in the room that of Cass’s hips meeting Beau’s ass as he fucked him, still.
“Now,” Cass said between clenched teeth. “Now.” Then he thrust deep into Beau and held himself there. His arms were shaking and Beau reached back and put his hand over Cass’s on his hip.
After Cass’s orgasm it seemed as if everyone just sort of collapsed on the table. Marian lay there sprawled across Danny as Beau rubbed his hand absently over her back.
“That was really sort of amazing and wonderful,” she said when she could talk again. “Just as great as I always thought it would be.”
“It was,” Danny whispered into her hair. “Thank you.”
Chapter 30
Cass ran the comb through Marian’s wet hair while she yawned. The other guys had left, Tom and Tyler promising to get Danny home safe and sound. Danny was still pretty strung out from what had happened. Marian was sitting on a little stool in the bathroom in front of what she’d called a vanity. He’d always wondered what that little alcove was for. He and Beau just figured it was for decoration. But as soon as Marian sat in it he’d known it was for her. Thank God no other woman had ever sat there.
“I’m sorry I don’t have a brush,” he said, pulling the comb gently through a tangle.
“You shouldn’t brush wet hair,” she said sleepily. “A comb is better.”
“Good to know,” he said. In the mirror he watched Beau step out of the shower behind them. Beau grabbed a towel and began drying himself off, unaware that Cass was watching. Then Cass noticed Marian was watching Beau, too. Of course she was. Who wouldn’t?
“He’s gorgeous, isn’t he?” he whispered.
“Yes, he is,” she said with a smile. “I like that, that you both understand what I see in the other. It’s sort of a shortcut.”
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