“We want you to go away and think about it. We will be here for you if you decide you would like to spend your evenings with us. There is an envelope for you at the small desk by the front door.”
As Gabrielle started to rise from the couch Conrad put his hand to her face, and gently kissed her lips, before Nathan too kissed her, and Conrad’s hand began caressing her neck as Nathan’s kiss deepened and her mouth began to part automatically to accept his tongue. She felt Nathan’s hand brush against her thigh, beginning to stroke it gently, his fingers soft and slow as Conrad kissed her with the erotic rhythm of his tongue, his hand straying down to her blouse, running his finger across her breast slowly, feeling for her nipple and trailing his finger around its tip as Nathan’s hand travelled across her thigh to her lap, touching her soft mound, feeling the plumpness between her legs and Gabrielle felt the stirring inside her, naturally, instinctively, aroused so quickly by the sharing of her between the alluringly sensual actions of these two dangerously attractive men. Nathan’s fingers slid down between her legs and he ran them between her cleft, already wet through her panties.
Suddenly they stopped, although she did not want them to, and they helped her up from the couch and said good night to her.
She walked out of the library and as she reached the front door she saw the envelope. She picked it up and let herself out of the door, remembering the pool below her where she had seen the two other gloriously naked men.
When she reached her apartment she lay on her bed, revisiting the mysterious evening she had just had, the seduction of her by the suited men who treated her as though she were a precious possession, who had brought her a forbidden pleasure of the kind of fantasies a woman could only dream of, and she felt as though she had been awakened into a darkly erotic secret world she had never known could exist. Shocked that she had so willingly allowed them to seduce her yet willing it to continue.
She read the contents of the large envelope, explaining to her what it was they sought from her, sought to give her, their exclusive desire for her alone, their most precious pet. Inside the envelope was a significant amount of money, more than she could have earned in a year at the bookshop. And though initially she felt sordid, the letter clearly explained to her that if she were to visit them in the evenings, she would not be able to work in the day time and so it was given to her to provide for her needs, to ensure she would not have to worry about finding another job and working full time. It also stipulated that if at any time she chose to leave them, to stop, she could walk away and keep the money, that they would only wish her well if she chose to leave them.
Gabrielle put the money back in the envelope, placed it on her bedside table and got herself ready for bed. Climbing in she lay and looked at the envelope, thinking about what they had written to her, the loving way in which it had been worded, and as she lay in the dark her mind relived the events of the evening as though it had been an erotic imaginary dream.
Chapter Two
The next morning Gabrielle woke from dreams of sex with strangers in immaculate suits, handsome faces and firm virile bodies; the men she had met the night before. She had not been able to get them out of her mind, and though in the light of the day she realised there was no way she could involve herself in so debauched an arrangement, so completely alien to anything she had ever done before, as the day wore on and she sat at her computer job searching, she could not keep her mind focussed on the job listings, drifting off in her mind to fictitious scenes with the men at the club, sexual acts running through her mind, images creating the wildest of fantasies with them, the raunchiest of sex scenes flooding her mind, and as she got up from the computer she felt a wetness between her legs from her unexpected arousal; filthy images in her mind as she remembered their beautiful firm bodies, their muscular physiques and she imagined them touching her, fucking her, each of them taking their turn with her.
After talking herself out of it continually throughout the day, as the evening wore on she sat with a glass of wine considering her bleak jobless future and the desertion by her fiancé, and wondered why she should not return to the Club. They had promised they would look after her, be careful with her, do nothing she did not want them to do to her, and she told herself this was something that would never be offered to her again if she turned it down. She would never experience something that was the stuff of the most erotic fantasies every woman might secretly wish for.
Hesitating no more, she changed into one of her few dresses and quickly put on a little make-up, before rushing out of her apartment and calling a cab.
Outside, nerves gripped her and she almost turned back before she rationalised that she was just here to talk again, to get clarification on their plans; that she could walk away at any time.
Conrad opened the door to her and led her in, taking her coat.
“It’s lovely to see you Gabrielle.” He took her into his arms and kissed her, without inhibition or restraint. “Come and join us, spend a relaxed pleasant evening with us. Everyone is downstairs in the pool. Come and watch.”
As he led her down the staircase he said to her, “Remember Gabrielle, we will never do anything to hurt you, you have our word.”
They went down to the pool where four men were playing water polo. She had seen three of them last night, but there was another, his dark hair slicked back in the water, his shoulders broad as he reached into the air for the ball and hurled it at one of the others.
They played for a few minutes longer, as Conrad pulled Gabrielle onto his lap and stroked her hair. She watched them climb out of the pool, shaking the water from their hair, and Gabrielle saw that they were all naked again. She watched in awe of their glorious forms, their confident inhibition, and erotic stirring ran through her at the thought of them touching her, caressing her. Conrad’s hand stroked her back, reaching up to caress the back of her neck, and turning her toward him he began to kiss her neck tenderly as Gabrielle watched the men. His other hand ran slowly up her leg, to the inside of her thigh, and as one of the men approached her, Conrad’s fingers reached between her legs and gently began to stroke her there, as Trent reached for face and kissed her passionately, his tongue entering her mouth in hot desire, as his hand reached for her breast, feeling her fleshy softness and he stoked her nipple, rubbing it as Conrad’s finger stroked her clitoris, throbbing against his finger. She could feel Conrad’s hard cock beneath her and in front of her Trent’s cock was inches away from her, erect and glistening as he fondled her breast. He reached for her hand and placed it on his cock, the size of it filling her fist as she held it. The others joined them as Conrad hooked his fingers into her panties and pulled them down, exposing her to the men surrounding her, all of their cocks inches from her, surrounded by the most beautiful men full of desire for her.
Kane crouched before her, his thighs firm and strong and he put his hands on her thighs, and gently brought his tongue to her pussy, licking at it slowly, lapping it as Trent held her breasts in his hands. Kane’s tongue reached her clitoris, rolling his tongue around it expertly in the most exquisite exploration of her as the other men watched.
Before things went too far, Conrad suggested that they go upstairs and wait for the men to dress and join them, finding it difficult to stop with his cock hard against her.
Shortly after, they all met around the long desk of the Library, softly lit and warm. This was where they held their meetings, this was where tonight they discussed freely their desires and what they wanted to do to Gabrielle. They all spoke openly with ease, comfortable with each other, knowing they were bound by a brotherhood that enabled them to be honest and hour able with each other, maintaining their agreed standards and boundaries, and as Gabrielle sat on the couch watching them, listening to them, she had never felt so desired nor utterly aroused as they described the things they wanted to do to her. At the end of the meeting, having agreed all of their plans for her, they would celebrate with Gabrielle herself.
The bond
these men shared was sacred, developed and deepened over their years of serving together in the Military, laying their lives on the line for each other, loyalty and brotherhood the tenets by which they lived, and Gabrielle their gift to each other, their sacred property to be adored and shared. They had not done this before, it was Conrad who had come up with the suggestion, him being the older of the pack and therefore if anyone were their leader it was him. He had suggested the idea one night as they all sat together in the lounge, musing on a fantasy that had been playing on his mind for many years in truth, and as he half jokingly talked about it as they sipped their whiskeys that night, the group realise just how aroused the thought of it was making them and they knew that now it had been raised by Conrad they wanted to follow through with the fantasy of making it a reality, that just his description of what he had fantasised for them all to be a part of had turned them on in an unusual and unexpected way, a way of bringing them even closer as a loyal group of men, exclusive in their arrangement, their secret brotherhood that would bind them even more in faithful loyalty to each other.
And so tonight, the meeting concluded, their desires set on stone, they all sat with their cocks straining, incredibly aroused as Gabrielle sat on the couch nearby listening to these devastatingly handsome, magnetic men discussing how they were going to share her, bring pleasure to her in the most forbidden ways and she knew that her panties were completely wet.
Conrad walked over to her. “We have found much to agree upon and I hope that you will be pleased with all of our plans and very excited by what we have in mind for you. Come and join us for a drink.”
There were no spare seats around the table for her to sit on and Conrad lifted her into his arms.
“To the most beautiful woman, who brings joy to our lives.”
They all raised their glasses at Gabrielle and she felt a little embarrassed by their earnestness, yet flattered by their undivided brooding attention.
“We want to show you just how much you are wanted, how much we adore you.”
Nathan brought over three of the large cushions from the couch and laid them on the table.
“We are going to show you. Lie down and relax Gabrielle”
Conrad lifted her and lay her down.
Nathan began to stroke her hair gently. He leant over her and kissed her mouth with a long and passionate kiss as she opened her mouth for him, excited beyond measure at being the centre of attention to the most exclusive and exotic group of men she had ever seen, opening her mouth for Nathan’s tongue as it found hers, his tongue sucking on hers. Kane reached forward opening her blouse and touching her breasts tenderly, seductively rubbing his hands over them, caressing them, releasing them from her bra and placing his mouth on them, holding them together with his hands and sucking her nipples. As Nathan continued to kiss her deeply, Conrad moved to the further end of the table and began running his hands up her legs, slowly, from her ankle upwards, in long slow strokes as it edged up to her thighs, beginning to push up her skirt and raise it over her panties, and up over her waist. He eased her thighs apart gently and ran his hands back up her thighs until they reached her panties and she felt his hand close around her soft mound, squeezing it softly, feeling its full roundness. Pushing his finger up between the cleft he ran it between the lips of her pussy through the material of her panties and moaned in pleasure at the feel of her. He reached up to peel down her panties and pull them down to her ankles.
“Put you knees up darling and let us all look at your beautiful pussy.” He told her.
As she raised her knees up she felt Kane run a wet finger over her nipples having dipped it into his whisky. Conrad put his hands on her thighs and gently spread her legs wide open, wanting to let all of the men see her open pussy fully exposed to them, and Trent and Brandon took in the full erotic sight of her spread legged on the table in front of them. Kane’s fingers went to her pussy and he began giving her long leisurely stokes between her cleft, parting her pussy lips and running his finger through her wetness, rolling his fingers on her clitoris as her hips automatically began to buck toward his fingers to meet his rhythm on her clit, to feel him harder on her most sensitive spot, uninhibited as she opened herself to these men who stroked her so seductively and smoothly, in luxuriating decadent pleasure. Trent joined Kane, as Kane rubbed her clitoris and he gently eased a finger into her pussy, feeling her sweet wetness, sliding deep inside her and he pushed another finger inside as she moaned with pleasure at the sensation, her muscles inside gripping his fingers, pulling them deeper as Kane stroked her clitoris so capably in just the right way that she knew any moment her body would shudder in absolute pleasure and release, and she came with the most delicious orgasm she had ever had, every part of her body being stroked and caressed by their hands, Nathan licking and sucking her breasts in a way that stimulated Gabrielle to the heights of desire.
She was lost in a blur of stroking, kissing, and caressing as her body was claimed by them, expertly bringing her to the edge and taking her over it again and again until she could take no more.
It seemed like hours later that Conrad lifted her up into his arms and carried her into a bedroom that he told he was hers now.
“Get some sleep my love; we’re all going to bed now. There is a key on the bedside table. It’s your to use.”
After he left Gabrielle fell asleep within minutes.
Chapter Three
The next evening Conrad came into the bedroom to collect her. She had gone home that morning after a deep sleep and enrolled on a course in Librarianship, using some of the money they had given her, and she would be able to study now in the daytime. Conrad sat on the bed talking to her, checking that she was ok, that she had enjoyed the night before and that she was happy to continue, that she had no fears or worries.
“Because there is so much more that we want to do to you.” He told her.
Gabrielle emphasised to him that she wanted to carry on. She was eager to replicate last night.
Conrad took her into her dressing room and with a surprise she found it had been filled with the most beautiful dresses, lingerie and shoes.
“Choose anything you would like to wear this evening. It’s all yours. Anything that does not fit you or you do not like we will replace. Tomorrow evening come a little earlier and I will arrange for a dressmaker to be here to measure you and fit you properly. As I told you, we aim to spoil you.” He kissed her neck before leaving, pulling her to him, running his hand up her thigh as his erection pressed against her crotch.
“Join us in the Library when you are ready.”
Walking into the Library she felt suddenly self-conscious wearing a cream lace dress and a pair of designer heels. Underneath she had chosen matching lingerie, with silk stockings and suspenders. It felt wonderfully sexy and she felt provocatively naughty dressing up like this, knowing it would entice them.
They were all present, the five stunning former military men, now in their sharply cut tailored suits, broodingly handsome and immaculate as ever, and the illicit thrill ran through her again.
Trent spoke. “We wanted to thank you properly for such an enjoyable evening last night; we want to show you tonight how glad we are that you are with us again. There is so much more we want to do to you, as we indicated last night, and I think it’s time we got down to it, don’t you?”
His voice was threateningly erotic. She was entranced.
“Of course.” She acquiesced.
“We need you up on the table, for all of us to play with you.”
He swept her up effortlessly, laying her across the table, only this time, Conrad immediately pulled her closer to him toward the edge of the table and lifted her dress up above her waist, as they gazed at her thighs, her stockings and black panties.
“We need to remove some of your clothing.” Conrad said.
He slid his hands up her thighs and pulled down her panties. They gathered around her and Conrad held her legs wide open. He lifted her legs, prep
aring her for them to fuck her. Teasingly he put his fingers in his mouth and wet them, bringing them down to rub them on her clitoris and she began writhing as he rubbed hard, mercilessly bringing her so quickly to orgasm. He moved aside as Kane came between her legs and Conrad held one leg as Brandon held the other and Kane moved into position and pulled out his cock, erect and ready to fuck her.
The sexual tension in the room was palpable and she watched as all of the other men unzipped their pants and pulled out their cocks as they watched Kane begin to fuck her, slowly easing his cock into her pussy, all of them watching him push it into her and begin to thrust, his hips moving back and forth as his rhythm grew to a frenzy and Nathan and Brandon edged closer to her pussy, their cocks in their hands, stroking them with an urgent desire to grab hold of her and fuck her too, but they controlled themselves, these men being the most controlled you would ever find from their days of discipline in the Military. They knew they could and would always hold their willpower for the needs of the group, would never go too far, which was why they had agreed they could do this in a gentlemanly way, that she would never get harmed, that they would always respect her and each other.
As Kane fucked her willing cunt, they continued to stroke their cocks, their balls straining so that they had to slow themselves down for a while as they let Kane fuck her and as they watched her writhe and moan on the table they each took a thigh and licked them as they felt the vibration of Kane’s pounding into her. They raised her by her buttocks, pushing her further onto Kane’s cock as her buttocks bounced in their hands, exciting them beyond composure as Conrad joined them and brought up his cock to pump it in his hand hard directly above her pussy, his eyes fixed in her pussy lips as they spread around Kane’s cock and he jacked his cock with a fury, pumping it hard and relentlessly until he could hold back no longer and shot his cum all over her pussy as Kane came hard inside her, pulling out quickly to let Brandon stick his cock into her and fuck her next, and his solid thick cock pounded her, making her cum with a juddering shattering intensity as Brandon continued to fuck her and she felt aftershocks running through her as his cock thrust into her. Trent stood by her pussy watching Brandon fuck her and in his unremitting arousal he reached for her hand to wrap it around his cock enabling her to jerk it in her hand, as his fingers sought her ass and he pushed a finger deep inside her, finger fucking her ass as she jerked his cock in short sharp strokes that had him moaning to cum. He looked over at Conrad who was watching, and his desire for Gabrielle became uncontrollable and he pulled his cock from her hand and vigorously pounded it in his fist until he shot his load all over her pussy, just as Conrad had.
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