by Jools Louise
I laughed at them, having an idea what the “show” later would include.
A loud knock on the door sounded.
“Max, I know you’re inciting the slackers. Some things just don’t change,” Marcus shouted through the door.
“Oops!” Max gave a cheeky grin. “Damn, I didn’t realise the door was locked, Marcus! So sorry!” Max got a gentle cuff to the back of his head as soon as he opened the door for Marcus, followed by a loving kiss to the mouth. Easing back, Marcus gave Max a smile, hugging him close. The hug ended with a light slap on Max’s ass and a nip to his earlobe.
“Hey!” Marcus gave him a smirk as Max protested.
“I smell an orgy.” He sniffed, looking at Michael, who lay sprawled on my bed with his pants around his ankles and his cock on full display. Then he looked at Dean, who smiled back, fluttering his lashes innocently.
“You missed a bit.” Marcus grabbed the back of Dean’s head, licking at the blond’s smiling lips and swiping at the drying cum on his mouth. The pair kissed hungrily, humming with pleasure as the exchange became more heated. Finally they parted, sharing a hug, Dean’s head resting on Marcus’s broad shoulder, hands caressing his lover’s back.
Finally, Marcus turned his attention to me, swatting Dean on the ass lightly as they separated.
“Hey, sweetness. I take it these idiots gave the game away?” Michael snorted, pulling up his pants and easing off the bed.
He moved around to stand next to Marcus, cupping his ass.
“I gave more away than the game!” He gave Marcus’s cock a tight squeeze then laughed as Marcus retaliated with a tweak to his nipple. Marcus fondled Michael for a moment, nipping him on the side of his jaw.
“Just so long as you save me something for later. My ass is hungry for a double dose of dark meat.” I gave a whimper at the thought of watching Caleb and Michael double-fucking Marcus. Marcus’s gaze locked on mine and the smile he gave was full of wicked promise.
He leaned down until lips were flush with mine. Licking along the seam, he teased for a moment before accepting my tongue into his mouth. Lightly sucking, he sighed with pleasure.
“It tastes like you’ve already sampled some of what’s to come…pun intended.” His kiss deepened and I moaned blissfully. “Of course, when you’re fully fit, there’s the little matter of your disobedience again.” I gave a jerk, about to protest. Then I remembered. I’d left the safety of the bunker and gotten myself taken prisoner. Crap!
Max chuckled. “We did warn you last time there’d be trouble. And you know how much you love being…reprimanded.” I gave him a sideways glare, since Marcus was still devouring my mouth.
The last time I’d been “punished” had them tormenting me for hours before they let me come, then they’d fucked me so hard I’d ached for days. I couldn’t wait!
Marcus’s fingers went under the covers, finding my hot, wet core. Shoving three fingers deep inside me, his thumb pressed hard on my clit as his tongue sucked hard on mine and I came with a muffled scream.
He licked his fingers, humming with pleasure as he tasted my cream.
“I’ll be the first one eating you out tonight, luscious.” He gave me a quick peck on the cheek before all three men left me in a puddle of melted bliss. Damn, I loved my guys! Years of abstinence followed by two years of sexual bliss. For me, finding guys was kind of like waiting patiently for London buses…none for ages and then seven all turned up at once.
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My fingers were buried in my pussy, and I was so wet with desire I was dripping. As good as their word, my guys had decided I needed entertaining to cheer me up, and in true stud style…Well, you can guess their idea of entertainment!
I’d been released from hospital, with strict instructions on suitable activities. Now that there were so many children on the island, it was decided to take our sexy time inside my villa...with the doors firmly locked and blinds down. My bed was a super-duper, extra-large king-size and could comfortably accommodate all of us…and right now, it was filled with me and my men as the orgy got started.
Right now, I had my eyes fixed on Louis, Dean, Max, and Jackson. My back was propped on pillows against the headboard. The four studs writhed together. Dean lay sprawled on his back, cock firmly embedded inside Louis’s succulent mouth. His hips jerked, fucking himself slowly as Jackson sank his cock between Dean’s gaping lips, straddling Dean’s face. The three were covered in sweat, the smell of spunk and arousal like an aphrodisiac in the air.
Max moved in behind Louis, pushing him onto his stomach, mouth still sucking hard on Dean’s meat. I heard a groan from Louis as Max parted Louis’s ass cheeks, then began licking along his crack. Bucking his hips back against the marauding mouth, Louis suddenly reared back, hooking Dean’s legs over his shoulders before spearing his cock deep inside Dean’s ass. Max shifted, his ass pointing up as he began rimming Louis as Louis fucked Dean slowly.
I moaned, smelling my arousal mixed with theirs as I watched the orgy unfold. My clit ached, my nipples hard as pebbles. There was a twinge in my ribs, reminding me of my recent injury, but right now all I could focus on was the mindless pleasure at hand.
A mouth found mine. I opened my eyes to see Caleb’s lion eyes gleaming at me. His fingers joined mine, pushing deep inside me. I moaned around his tongue, breathing heavily as he crooked his fingers and began fucking me with short, shallow strokes. His thumb was firm on my clit, rubbing me into a frenzy, and I bucked against his fingers, coming hard.
“Hmmm, delicious. Have a taste,” Caleb murmured, removing his soaking fingers from my suctioning pussy. I opened my mouth, sucking on them and tasting myself. When they were clean, he replaced his fingers with his mouth. His fingers once again returned to my pussy and I parted my thighs, helplessly addicted to his skilful touch.
“I want you to keep pleasuring yourself as you watch the next part of the show, sweetness.” Caleb licked my lips before moving to the side. He reached for a large dildo on the bedside table. Flicking a switch, a quiet hum could be heard as he turned the thing on. He grinned at me, pressing the large toy against my engorged pussy lips and delighting in my tortured moans at the renewed onslaught.
My hands gripped the hilt, thighs parted as he moved away. I felt the vibration from my clit right to every nerve ending, writhing as my too-sensitive flesh responded to the friction with new zeal.
Michael and Marcus had entered the bedroom, both naked with cocks jutting urgently as they watched Jackson, Louis, Max and Dean enjoying a four-way. I heard the grunts and groans as the four men all came, one after the other, and the smell of spunk grew stronger.
Caleb went to stand behind Marcus, his hard body looking like a dark-skinned Greek statue. Tall, over six feet in height, every muscle was cut to perfection. Rippling with each move of his body, he moved like a panther. His cock was an impressive ten inches, thick and hard and dripping pre-cum as he guided it between Marcus’s pale ass cheeks.
Marcus groaned, his head lolling back against Caleb’s shoulder. Twisting to the side, he found Caleb’s mouth with his, making out as Michael moved in close to the front. I pressed the dildo more firmly against me, feeling the wide head sink into my wet heat. I could see Michael’s cock, rigid and pulsing with lust. His hand guided it between Marcus’s thighs, wedging it alongside Caleb’s, which peeped cheekily from the other side. The three rocked together, their cocks gliding together sinuously, hands gliding over sleekly muscled flesh. Michael’s mouth began to glide along Marcus’ jaw, licking a path down to one flat male nipple. Marcus gave a groan as Michael lightly bit on the tiny nub then began sucking it into erect life.
The dildo between my legs had me moaning in unison. Pushing it deeper, I began a slow thrust. Alternating between my pussy and clit, I was soon writhing in ecstasy, trying to focus on the show before me but wanting desperately to close my eyes and enjoy the pleasure in my cunt.
The trio moved toward the four men writhing further down on the bed. Rearranging t
hings, Marcus dragged Max toward him. Max ended up with his ass tilted at just the right angle to receive Marcus’s cock. Max froze for a moment, jaw clenching tightly, eyes closed and every muscle in his body rigid with fear.
“Darling, I know they hurt you badly. Please let me take away the fear. I love you so much. Let me take you from hell to heaven. This ass was meant for my cock, babe.”
Marcus gave another low murmur of comfort, moving in behind Max and placing soft kisses along his bandaged spine randomly as he went. Max relaxed, his whole body sighing as Marcus began loving him tenderly. Marcus then moved to explore the narrow crack of Max’s ass, his fingers parting the taut globes. A long lick from the top of Max’s crack to his balls had Max gasping in pleasure, his butt pushing backward. Another long lick, then another and another had Max writhing restlessly. With a hungry growl, Marcus went to work, finding the small pink rosebud. His tongue probed the small hole, licking the ring of guarding muscles before pushing deeper. Max’s back arched, his cheek resting on Louis’ strong back as he moaned with each tongue-fuck.
“Fuck that feels so good.” Max murmured, eyes still closed, but his expression now one of utter bliss. He began raining kisses along Louis’s back, biting and kissing and licking at Louis’s ass, body bucking back into Marcus’s hot tongue like he couldn’t get enough. Lifting one knee to stabilise him Marcus moved up so his groin was flush with Max’s ass. Grinding against the taut curves, he positioned himself so he was rubbing against Max’s hard cock with each sinuous move of his hips. Max let out a whimper of need, face flushed, mouth open as he begged for more. Marcus then gripped Max’s hips, pulling him backward, being careful not to press against his back. Prepping the slimmer man with his fingers, he began by slipping one finger gently in to the knuckle, then withdrew. Each time his finger was removed, a tongue replaced the digit until Max looked almost insane with want. The finger pushed forward to the second knuckle, before crooking a little.
A hoarse moan left Max, his cheek against Louis’s back again. The finger in his ass moved and he whimpered lustily. A second finger joined the first, stretching the tight chute for several mind-blowing moments before, with a last, teasing swipe of his tongue, Marcus moved again, kneeling behind Max.
Gripping his cock, Marcus pushed the glistening head against the tight rosebud, rubbing lube and pre-cum along the crease. A harder push and the broad head disappeared, popping past the sphincter and pausing there for a moment. Inch by torturous inch, Marcus sank deeper, gripping Max’s sleek hips and murmuring his love for Max over and over before giving a guttural groan and sinking to the hilt. Both men let out whimpers of pleasure at the balls-deep connection.
“I told you I was gonna get this ass first, stud,” Marcus told Max gruffly. Max swore hoarsely, pushing back against the fat cock in his ass, and Marcus gave a breathless laugh in return. Slowly at first, he gave shallow, short thrusts, still deeply embedded.
“Fuck me, hard, Marcus. Please. Make me forget those bastards!” Max cried desperately. Marcus cried out, then amped up the pace, hips pistoning hard and fast as he hammered away mercilessly at Max’s tight tunnel.
“Fuck!” Max screamed as Marcus pummelled him, his fingers gripping the sheets as his ass was pounded. Marcus suddenly groaned as Michael began stroking his ass, slapping both cheeks in turn with hard little slaps, which had Marcus’s cheeks turning red.
“I love this tight ass, Max. I love how you grip my cock. I love filling you full of cum.” The slap of balls against ass filled the room. “This ass is mine, stud. Come for me.” Max screamed again, fingers gripping his cock as he jacked off vigorously. Then, with a loud cry, Max came, spurting hot cum over his hand and the sheets.
Marcus jerked, head thrown back as he came hard in Max’s tunnel before collapsing to the side of Max’s heaving body. The smell and sounds and sights were too much for my overwhelmed senses. I came with a hoarse cry as my lovers both came, the dildo impaled to the hilt inside me as my soaking-wet pussy clamped down, milking the thing relentlessly. My show wasn’t over, though.
Michael suddenly pushed Caleb onto the mattress beside the other four men.
“Time for third act.” Michael grinned at me, skin gleaming with sweat, eyes black with lust.
Marcus gave a gasping chuckle as he was shoved onto the bed. Straddling Caleb, he leaned forward, making out with Caleb as he guided Caleb’s cock to his little rosebud. Grunting a little, he gasped around Caleb’s tongue as he sank down a little, pausing for a moment to let his ass adjust to the monster now perched just inside the ring of muscle. Michael slapped his ass, stroking his sweaty back gently and caressing his red cheeks. Michael knelt behind the pair, leaning down to swipe his tongue along the tortured hole, spitting around the rim to help lubricate the overstretched tunnel.
Marcus gave a gasping groan, his mouth leaving Caleb’s as he sat upright, sinking lower and lower until his ass lay flush on Caleb’s thick thighs, impaled to the hilt by the thick slab of meat. Michael tweaked his nipples, pushing him forward and slapping his ass again.
“Okay, I’m moving!” Marcus chuckled hoarsely, beginning to move his hips, back and forth, shuttling the giant cock slowly in and out. Picking up speed, he was soon gasping in pleasure, hands gripping Caleb’s biceps as he rode the dark-skinned stud hard. Another slap on his ass from Michael had him pausing, sweat dripping from him, breath coming from him in gasping pants.
Pushing him even lower, Michael moved so his cock was flush against Marcus’s already-filled hole. Every muscle in Marcus’s body clenched, standing out in stark relief as a second monster cock began to slide slowly, millimetre by millimetre, into the slick tunnel. I could see Marcus lying almost flat along Caleb’s body, his teeth against Caleb’s shoulder as he struggled to take the impossibly thick double dose of meat.
Finally, incredibly, Michael was fully impaled. His expression was one of tortured ecstasy, his fingers gripping Marcus’s ass clenching until his knuckles were white. He stroked his hands over the pale cheeks, gripping Marcus’s cock where it lay trapped between his and Caleb’s bodies. Easing up a little to give Michael more room, Marcus gave a tiny shunt of his hips. Moving very slowly, careful not to move too fast at first, he built up a bit more speed.
My eyes were glued to the erotic sight, seeing Marcus sandwiched between the two large men. Michael gripped Marcus’s ass again, holding him in place as he picked up the rhythm. Everyone in the room groaned as we watched the incredible scene.
Suddenly I felt fingers at my clit, looking down to see that Dean had moved, his fist gripping the dildo and removing it from my cunt. With a wicked grin, he knelt between my thighs, dipping his head, and with a low hum of pleasure began to lap at my slick nether lips like a hungry cat.
Groaning, my thighs opened wider, my head lolling back as I reached down to stroke Dean’s bright-blond head as he ate at me. Jackson moved to my side, his lips finding mine, his fingers plucking at my nipples. I kissed him back hungrily, still watching the double-fuck before me out of the corner of my eye.
Michael was now moving like a jackhammer, his hips slamming against Marcus’s pale ass, the slap of his heavy balls in harmony with the groans of pleasure emanating from below. Marcus licked at Caleb’s chest, pits, and mouth, whatever he could reach. Caleb came first, convulsing beneath the two men as his cum splattered deep into Marcus’s chute. Marcus let out a cry, fingers clenching around Caleb’s biceps as he jerked between the two men. The clenching of his ass around Michael’s pistoning cock was too much for Michael. With a guttural groan, he slammed in one last time, freezing for a moment before a trickle of white cream oozed from Marcus’s stretched chute, signalling his orgasm.
Dean began sucking hard at my clit and I cried out. Louis and Max knelt beside me, jacking off as they watched their lovers pleasure me. With a scream, I came, convulsing as Dean bit down firmly on my clit, slurping at the flood of juice which rushed out. I felt the lash of cum splatter against my breasts and belly. My eyes watched in a da
ze of pleasure as Dean knelt between my legs, fisting his cock until he gave a groan and shot spunk all over my pussy. Jackson, not to be outdone, swiped his fingers in the mess of spunk on my torso, feeding me the delicious treat as he jacked off with one hand, before aiming straight at my greedy mouth. I moaned, my tongue enjoying the spurt of thick cream which shot from his slit in long ropes, covering my face.
“Our turn,” Caleb said gruffly and Dean moved aside to make room for his lover. Kneeling behind Caleb, he helped Caleb as the stud stroked his cock into renewed arousal. Michael and Marcus joined him, looking godlike as their hard bodies glistened invitingly from their sex play. I opened my mouth, my fingers spreading the first loads of cum around on my breasts, licking at the spunk on my face.
Almost simultaneously, Marcus, Michael, and Caleb all came again. Another sticky load joined the first, showering my face and belly and tits and I shoved my fingers deep into my cunt, vigorously rubbing my clit until, with a gasping scream, I came one final time.
“Fuck that’s hot,” Max murmured, his lips at my breast lapping at the mess of cum greedily. I dragged his mouth up to mine, sharing the taste of his lips and the mess of cum. I ate at his mouth hungrily, my fingers gliding restlessly over his sleek sweaty torso and back.
“I love you, Max. I’m so glad you’re ours.” The others hummed in agreement, each kissing Max in turn and caressing his tight body. Before too long, all seven were sprawled around me, feasting at the sticky banquet in between, slurping up my own dripping juice. They looked like a pride of lions indulging in a bowl of thick cream. Their tongues were like rough velvet on my body, leaving no inch untouched. Max lay next to me on his back, eyes closed, head lying next to mine on the pillows. His mouth feasted on mine, lapping at the cream on my face. My body sank further into the soft mattress, eyes closing in exhaustion, and I was lulled to sleep by the feel of soft caresses licking me clean.
