Shit, I wasn’t prepared to be put on the spot.
“Well...” I felt my voice trembling.
“You can be honest. If you’re honest with me, I’ll be honest with you.” He leaned over the edge of the balloon and looked down. “Consider this a truth balloon.”
“It is a bit scary, I’ll admit.” I let out a sigh. “I’m not convinced it will work.”
“We talked about it in great detail last night—all of us except Markus.” He turned his body towards me. “Not everyone is on board.”
“Some are?” I raised my eyebrows in surprise.
“Charles is, obviously.” He chuckled. “I’m coming around to the idea though.”
“You are, really?” I tilted my head. “You would really agree to a relationship where you had to share your girl?”
“I don’t look at it as sharing—not really. Yeah, that was my first thought as well, but after I’ve had some time to contemplate it, I look at it as more of a union—a union of people with needs.” He nodded and shrugged. “Charles made a good point on a lot of things and what really stuck out to me was the fact that I probably won’t ever have a real relationship or real companionship.”
“Why not? The rock star life is something you are choosing to do.” I looked over at him. “You could find happiness in other ways and have a real relationship. Plenty of rock stars are married.”
“Yes, and plenty are divorced. Those that stay married aren’t always locked in fidelity. There’s a lot of cheating going on, even in what is perceived as a happy marriage. Some just haven’t been caught yet—some have, but the wives just tolerate it because they like the money or they’re cheating themselves and don’t give a shit. I’m not saying it’s impossible, but you don’t see that many rock stars that get married to the first person they fall in love with and remain loyal forever.” He let out a long sigh and I could see there was a bit of pain behind his eyes.
“I guess that’s true everywhere, not just with rock stars.” I knew plenty of normal people that fit those descriptions.
“What is happiness, anyway? Is coming home to the same person and keeping your dick tame when you’re not with them happiness? Is love a magical force that makes you only want one person?” He took a step closer and put his hand around my waist. “Or is happiness just the moment—the experience that you’re craving when the moment comes.”
“You’re getting a little too philosophical for me.” I smiled and put my hand on his.
“Companionship is everything. That’s what I’ve always wanted. No matter how many groupies I fuck, I’ll never have that. I’d give it up if there was one person for me, but the temptations are always going to be there. It is usually my own inadequacies that lead me down that road. I worry that I’m not good enough for the person I’m with and that worry leads to self-loathing which leads to self-destruction. I destroy it because I don’t deserve nice things. I can give a woman the world, but that doesn’t mean I can always be there for them. That is why this arrangement intrigues me, because I do feel like I deserve companionship, but until I considered what Charles Montgomery said, I wasn’t sure I would ever find it.” He leaned towards my neck and kissed it. “I think I could find it with you—I could be loyal to you knowing that when I’m not there, you’re still being taken care of. I wouldn’t feel inadequate.”
“You’re serious?” My body started to tingle as his lips moved along my neck.
“I am.” He wrapped his arms around me and squeezed my breasts as he moved his lips to my ear and ran his tongue along the earlobe.
“I can’t...” I pulled away, fighting against my urges. “I like you, I really do, but I’m not sure about this.”
“I’ll be ready when you are.” He took my hand and then started to guide the hot air balloon around the lake.
I was surprised Dawson took rejection so easily. It made me respect him a lot more. I’m not sure I could have resisted him if he kept pushing. We spent the rest of the date cruising around Lake Michigan. The heat from the balloon was enough to warm us a little bit so it wasn’t as cold as it could have been. I had never seen Chicago from that distance—I had never even flown before. It was a unique experience, and seeing how small the world was beneath us really put things in a different perspective.
We were seven people—seven people among billions that spanned the globe. Almost all of them were hunting the one match that would last a lifetime. I wondered if it was even possible to get it right.
My thoughts were confusing, but when the hot air balloon landed I was questioning whether or not I really could have it all—seven guys who wanted to take care of me and provide companionship. I felt like I needed to talk to Markus. We rode back to the Seven Roses mansion and walked through the doors hand in hand, with the film crew still complaining about our disappearing act until we were inside.
“I need to talk to Markus.” I turned towards Dawson. “Today has been great and you’ve given me a lot to think about.”
“I understand.” He smiled and pressed his lips to my forehead. “Take the time you need.”
“I THOUGHT PULLING YOU into a hallway was a good way to get you alone—apparently Dawson’s game is on a whole different level.” Markus was outside on the patio, drinking a beer and reading a book when I found him.
“We need to talk about last night.” I sat down beside him.
“Is this the part where it gets awkward?” He put down his book and looked over at me. “Last night was special.”
“It was and it always will be, but I need to know how you feel about the arrangement. Are you really interested in this or were you just interested in me?” I put my hand on his. “There is no wrong answer here and I promise I won’t be upset.”
“Both—I guess.” Markus sighed. “That’s the most honest answer I can give you. You understand that my job requires me to be away. It makes relationships difficult. Last night was a gift. It was a beautiful moment, but I can’t give you that every night. There will be times when you won’t even know where I am.”
“Dawson said something similar.” I nodded and leaned against his shoulder. “I’m not sure I know what the right answer here is myself.”
“What feels right?” He ran his hand along my arm. “What do you really want?”
“I’m just not sure.” I looked over at him.
“Let’s try something.” He took me by the hand. “Go upstairs to your room. I’ll be up shortly.”
“You mean...?” I raised my eyebrows and smiled. “Like last night?”
“Just trust me.” He kissed my forehead and stood, helping me to my feet.
I WENT UP TO MY ROOM, unsure of what I should expect. I wasn’t sure if I was breaking one of the rules by allowing Markus to join me in my room again after the previous night. It was technically Dawson’s date, but I had seen others struggle with those rules without recourse when I watched the show, so I had to believe it was something that happened from time to time. Knowing that Markus wanted me again made me start to get wet as I paced and waited. Having his wonderful lips on my body again made me tingle with excitement. I was interested in Dawson, but it was different because I had already been with Markus.
I heard footsteps on the stairs and quickly started to remove my dress. I took one quickly look in the mirror to make sure my panties weren’t folded around my ass and confirm that my breasts looked good in my bra before the door opened. I smiled when Markus walked in—but the door stayed open. Markus wasn’t alone. Walking behind him was Dawson, who stepped into my room beside him and closed the door. I quickly brought my hand across my breasts in confusion.
“What’s going on here?” I looked at Markus and then shifted my focus to Dawson.
“You don’t have to settle for just one of us.” Markus walked over and put his hands on my hips. “You’re the focus here. If we agree to this arrangement, you can have as many of us as you want—even if it’s more than one at the same time.”
Whoa!
“Our date doesn’t have to end yet.” Dawson walked over and wrapped his arms around my back. “We can keep going and Markus can join us.”
Before I had a moment to really think about it, Dawson pressed his lips to one side of my neck and Markus started kissing the other. My body immediately began to shiver and the combination of both sets of hot lips on me at the same time made my pussy almost spasm with desire. I never considered having two of them at once—I wasn’t even sure how that would work.
Dawson unfastened my bra and Markus pulled it off of my shoulders, squeezing my breasts once they were exposed. Both sets of lips continued to work over my neck, each of them moving to an ear and sending electricity coursing through my veins. Markus pushed his hand into my panties and started rubbing my clitoris. My hips twisted as the surge of pleasure swept through my body. Dawson ran his hand down my back and pushed his hand into my panties from behind. His hand curved along my ass and then started to massage the entrance of my pussy, which was saturated with my growing lust.
The two of them rubbed furiously while their lips attacked my neck and my ears. I was sandwiched between the two powerful men with their breath against my neck. It was an incredible feeling and I wanted both of them—I was suddenly happy that I didn’t have to choose.
“We both want you, Lyn.” Dawson whispered into my ear. “We want to take you to heights of pleasure you’ve never imagined.”
“Let us.” Markus whispered into my other ear. “Let us worship you—let us consume you.”
“Okay...” I whispered and my lips quivered in anticipation of feeling more than just their fingers.
Markus pulled me towards the bed and tugged my panties down. Once they were around my ankles, I kicked them off. Both men continued to kiss me, moving their lips along my shoulders. I fumbled with Markus’ shirt and removed it, moving to his belt next. Once he was undressed, I stroked his cock, remembering how incredible it felt inside me the night before.
I reached behind me and found that Dawson’s cock was just as hard, but he was still dressed. I turned towards him and started to undress him as well. Dawson was extremely well built, with more tattoos adorning his body, making him even more delicious. Once his shirt was off and I was able to run my fingers across his chest and his abdominal muscles, I started working on his belt. I could hear Markus crawling onto the bed as I stroked Dawson’s cock. It was a little longer than Markus’ but it wasn’t quite as thick. Dawson guided me towards the bed and when I turned around, I found that Markus was laying on his back with his head near the edge. Dawson helped me onto the bed and guided my legs across Markus’ neck until my knees were against his shoulders. Markus wrapped his hands around my back and pulled me closer, extending his tongue and caressing my clitoris.
“I’m sure you can find something to entertain yourself with while we work on you.” Dawson pushed down on the back of my neck until my lips were nearly on Markus’ cock.
How am I going to concentrate on pleasuring Markus when his tongue is sending me into the stratosphere?
I took Markus’ cock in my hand and started to stroke it, gasping as his tongue moved faster around my clitoris. Dawson rubbed his hands along my back and my ass for a moment and then I felt his lips kissing the same spots his hand had traced. He knelt down behind me and then I felt his tongue between my thighs. Markus was already making my body quiver with desire, but Dawson seemed to be moving in the same direction with his tongue. Dawson kissed up my thighs and then started to move his tongue around my labia, pushing it into the entrance of my pussy.
I squeezed the sheets with one hand while I struggled to stroke Markus’ cock. Having one tongue on my clitoris and another one pushing inside of me was amazing. I leaned over further to give them a better angle and extended my own tongue, swirling it around the head of Markus’ dick. I heard him moan with pleasure so I continued the motion, pulling the glans between my lips and sucking on it lightly. His cock was enormous and I wasn’t sure how I was going to get it into my mouth, but I was so overwhelmed by the feeling of ecstasy between my legs that I wanted to do it. I let my saliva saturate the head of his cock, pulling a little more into my mouth and working it over with my tongue while I stroked the remainder of his shaft.
They’re going to make me cum so fast...
I continued to slide more of Markus’ cock into my mouth while the tongues moved in unison on my pussy. Markus was setting my clitoris on fire and it was already a hard knot with the protective hood out of the way for his tornado of a tongue. Dawson plunged his tongue into the entrance of my pussy and pushed it as far as he could before he withdrew it, practically fucking it as he went deep into me.
The combination of pleasure was so intense it was almost impossible to keep my lips focused on Markus. I kept gasping for air between the surges of pleasure. I had managed to take about half of Markus’ enormous shaft into my throat, but getting it any further seemed impossible. I used the moment between my gasps to swallow as much as I could and bob my head against it to pleasure him. Every time I did, his tongue seemed to pick up the intensity which forced me to break the seal my lips had formed.
I wanted to please him. I wanted him to feel the same moment of bliss I was feeling, but it wasn’t an easy process. I concentrated on separating the reaction of my body from the pleasure I was giving him and after several minutes, I finally got a rhythm going that allowed me to take his shaft into my throat without having to stop. My head spun with the collision of pleasure, but I slowly started pulling more and more of his cock into my throat.
This is euphoric.
My body was carried to a plane of bliss so tremendous that I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer. I focused all of my efforts on pleasuring Markus while my body dealt with the orgasm that was rapidly building inside of me. I worked his cock further into my mouth until I was swallowing him every time I descended on his shaft. When I finally felt my lips against his pelvis, I gave my throat a moment to adjust and then started to rapidly move my lips along his shaft. I massaged his glans with my tongue each time I reached the top and then quickly swallowed his entire cock with so much speed my lips were being slammed into his pelvis and practically numb.
I lifted slightly so I could support myself on one hand and started massaging his balls while I let my lips and tongue pleasure his dick. I felt him tense up and his tongue even paused for a moment from the combined pleasure, but then he refocused his attention on my clitoris. I felt his cock start to throb after a couple of minutes and I knew he was about to explode in my mouth. I was so close I could almost taste it mixing with the lust in the air. Dawson picked up the speed of his tongue when he felt my hips rotating and then it was over.
The orgasm swelled to the breaking point and started to roar from within me. I managed to bury Markus’ cock in my throat as my moans got louder and then I felt him begin to release from the combination of my tongue and the vibration of my vocal chords.
“Oh god!” Markus pulled his tongue away for a moment and let out a loud gasp.
I started swallowing Markus’ cum as fast as I could while it rushed out of his cock. I could feel the thickness surging through his shaft moments before it coated my throat, which gave me a moment to prepare. I was in the middle of an extremely powerful orgasm and after Markus’ initial reaction, he started furiously licking my clitoris again, which only served to heighten it. Both men kept me suspended in the moment of pleasure as my orgasm intensified, even as Markus was finally drained of cum. I lightly moved my lips along his shaft and sucked the last of it from him while my body continued to erupt.
My muscles tightened so much I could feel my pussy spasming and squeezing on Dawson’s tongue. My toes curled in ecstasy and finally my body began to relax after the last sensation of pleasure roared from within me. I pulled Markus’ length out of my mouth and lay against his thigh, breathing heavily as my body sucked sweet oxygen from the lust-filled atmosphere of pure heat surrounding us. Dawson finally stopped thrusting his
tongue into my pussy and I heard him standing up. A moment later I felt his cock pressing against my exhausted pussy.
“We’re definitely not done.” Dawson began to enter me.
“Dear lord!” I squealed when his cock began to stretch my pussy, which was still sore from being fucked by Markus the night before.
It wasn’t nearly as hard for Dawson to get his cock pushed inside the entrance of my pussy as it had been for Markus, especially after he had spent the entire time stretching it with his tongue. Once he got it further than his tongue would reach, I felt the pressure intensifying. I let my head rest on Markus’ thigh, watching his cock start to get excited again. Dawson started to pull back and thrust inside of me, making my body shift forward against Markus. After he gave me a few thrusts, I felt Markus’ tongue once again teasing my clit.
The feeling sent surges of pleasure through me that ignited the spark of passion I thought I had lost with my orgasm. Hearing my moans made Markus’ cock get even harder and I knew he was going to need more attention. I stroked it with my hand while I Dawson continued to shove his dick into my saturated pussy. Dawson was eager to bury himself inside of me and he worked it in faster with each thrust. It was painful, but it was nowhere near as painful as my first time with Markus. He rubbed against my g-spot and made me quiver until his length started to stretch areas that Markus’ cock hadn’t reached. I felt his hips against my ass and with a hard thrust, he was all the way inside and deeper than anyone had been before.
“Your pussy is incredible.” Dawson started to pump his cock with most of it buried inside of me. “It is so tight that I can barely fuck it.”
“She’ll make you cum harder than anyone you’ve ever fucked.” Markus pulled his tongue away from my clitoris for a moment as he spoke and then started to circle it again.
The feeling of having two tongues on me was amazing, but having my g-spot drilled by Dawson while Markus devoured my clit made me practically scream with pleasure. I ran my hand up and down Markus’ cock until I adjusted to the feeling and then positioned myself over him again. My mouth opened wide and I started to descend on his cock, feeling it swell back to full size once he was buried in my throat. He seemed a lot more sensitive the second time around and I understood it because I was so sensitive that I could hardly stand the combined stimulation.
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