Sold on the Beach_A Reverse Harem Romance

by Sierra Sparks

  Then he spanks my ass and holds it up for everyone to see his cum dripping out of me.

  “Look at what I added on to the pile already inside her,” he says.

  He sticks his finger up my hole to stop his cum from leaking out, and then takes his finger back out and lets his cum flow out. Meanwhile Martin finishes fucking my tits while beating off his big cock on them. He lets some extra cum he’s squeezed out of his cock drip out all over my breasts.

  “That’s right,” he says. “You’re mine. Forever. And I’m marking you that way.”

  Forever? I think, as he gazes down at his cum on my breasts. Did he just say forever? He didn’t really mean that, right?

  I can’t say I would mind if he meant it. In fact, I’d be quite thrilled. I’m beginning to think nothing can satisfy me but two or maybe all three of their cocks at once. I’m afraid sex will never feel as good as it does this time, my first time, with the three of them. But it felt so fucking good that I don’t even care. And I’m half hoping that they were kind of serious with their talk of knocking me up or fucking me forever, because, I just want this to last for good.

  But just like that, our auction prize is over as quickly as it started. Other people were also having sex in public, but everything’s wrapping up now.

  “Thank you, everyone, for coming,” Amy says, into the microphone. “And I mean that in more than one way. You may pay, and get paid, on your way out. Good luck to those of you who are competing tomorrow.”

  My three men hold me tight, and Martin says, “I’d love to see you tomorrow. Is that… against the rules? Is it bad of me to ask? Fuck it. I don’t care. I do what I want.”

  “You sure do,” I say, laughing, my pussy aching and sore from his cock and the other two, as well, as I find my clothes and put them on. Then I start looking around for Sheila, and see her over near the stairs to go downstairs to the restaurant, where we can collect both our coats and our money.

  “Come watch our competition tomorrow,” Kevin says. “We’ll be watching for you. You’ll be our lucky charm.”

  “Okay,” I say, unable to believe my own good luck. I just lost my virginity in the best way possible— feeling great the whole time. And I’m getting paid so much for it. And, they want to do it again. I’d do it as much as they want, forever, as Martin had said. “See you then.”

  As I go to meet up with Sheila, I almost think better of it. But she grabs my arm as soon as she sees me. With wide eyes, she says, “I’m sorry I was so mean to you, Melissa. Really. I was just so jealous.”

  “Well, that’s refreshingly honest of you,” I tell her, although Sheila’s always been one to tell things like they are— one of the many things I like about her. Even though she can be a real bitch sometimes, which is one of the many things I don’t like about her.

  “You know,” she says, a slight smile coming over her face. “I invited you here so you would experience something new. But I too experienced something new tonight. I’d never done anything like this before. And it freed me up to look at how I’ve really been living my life.”

  “Oh yeah?” I ask her, a bit annoyed that she’s still finding a way to make everything about her. “And how have you been living your life?”

  “Like a selfish bitch,” she says, hugging me. “But I’m going to change that. Because I really appreciate you, and the way you’re always here for me in this big, foreign city, and you’re always down to do what I want, like this crazy idea.”

  She gestures around at the place we both just had crazy group sex.

  “Well, I liked your crazy idea,” I tell her, hugging her back. “Thank you for making me get out of my comfort zone. I enjoyed it more than you’ll ever know.”

  But as we walk downstairs, I can’t help but wonder what tomorrow will bring. What did the guys really mean when they kept talking about a baby, and forever? What if they weren’t being serious? But what if they were?

  Chapter 9 – Martin

  Bright and early the next morning, I’m feeling better than I should, for a guy who just attended a crazy sex fest, spent lots of money to share a girl with two of my team mates and best friends, and was up late—not to mention the alcohol I drank last night. I know it sounds crazy, but I feel like a whole new me. Something about Melissa has just absolutely floored me.

  My buddies seem to agree, because on our way to the slopes, there’s an air of excitement and optimism.

  “I really hope she shows up here today,” Gerald says. “I want a repeat of last night.”

  “Me too,” Kevin admits, “even though it was fucking crazy.”

  “Sure was,” I agree. “But it just felt… right.”

  “Right.” “Right.”

  Both men agree with me and then stare off into the blankets of snow awaiting us for the slopestyle event.

  “But we can’t really… continue this way, right?” Gerald finally asks. “I mean, I know we were going on about some things in the head of the moment…”

  “Yeah,” Kevin sighs. “That was crazy, too.”

  I thought back to our talk about getting Melissa pregnant. About how I’d said I wanted to fuck her forever.

  What the hell has gotten into me? I wonder.

  But I already know. Melissa.

  “I don’t think it’s that crazy of an idea,” I finally say. “I mean, fuck it. We’re world class athletes. We can do what we want. People can judge us, but all that matters is that we’re happy.”

  The guys look at me with skeptically raised eyebrows. Then, we all just start laughing.

  “I guess you only live once, right?” Gerald says, as the opening music starts. That’s our cue to line up and get ready to start the event. “YOLO? Or, as people used to say before YOLO was a thing, ‘carpe diem’?”

  “Carpe diem,” I say, looking out into the crowd. The only person I want to see here today is Melissa. “And good luck.”

  “Good luck, guys,” they both say back.

  Gerald goes first. He cruises down easy, and his run looks solid. I think he will easily get his bronze medal— but I don’t think that was ever up for dispute, anyway.

  “I’m next,” I say, nodding at Kevin. “Good luck with that silver. I know you can do it. We’ll sweep the podium. USA all the way.”

  “USA all the way,” he repeats. He looks nervous, but not as bad as he used to get. I think that being with Melissa last night was as freeing and empowering for him as it was for me. I think it was that way for all of us.

  I head for my victory run, knowing that gold will be mine today, thanks to all my previous hard work, and my fucking awesome experience with Melissa last night. On my way down, I see her in the crowd, and I know that everything will continue to be great. We’ll all four of us find a way to make it work. After my two best friend and I fill up every spot on that podium, we’ll again fill up every crevice of our princess.

  Chapter 10 – Kevin

  It’s my turn to compete, and I’ve never been more ready. Sure, I’m scared shitless, but I know I will do all right. Last night convinced me that anything is possible.

  I start out strong on the course, maneuvering easily and quickly through the obstacles of rails, jumps and terrain park features. I do tricks in all four categories: spinning, grinding, grabbing and flipping my way to victory.

  I love the freestyle disciplines. It feels amazing to be making my way down the slope, twisting and turning in the chilly air. I literally feel as if I’m flying. I relax and enjoy myself, just like I did last night. I realize that the crowd is going wild for me.

  As soon as I finish, I see my friends down at the bottom of the slope, waiting for me. And Melissa is in the crowd cheering the loudest for me.

  I did it. I fucking did it.

  When my score is announced, everyone is impressed— myself included. I did well enough to win silver barring some extremely unanticipated performance of one of my competitors. In fact, I come dangerously close to Martin’s score.

  “Watch out
, world,” he says, joking— but I know he would have been mad had I actually beat him. He’ll have to watch out four years from now. “There’s a new expert slopestyler on the block.”

  We all three run over to Melissa, or at least as well as we can “run” in our snowboarding boots. We pick her up and spin her around.

  “Good job!” she says. “I’ve been paying attention to the scoring and asking around about what the results mean.”

  “Exactly what I would expect when a self-proclaimed academic nerd sets her mind to learn about a sport,” I joke.

  “Very funny. But, I did learn that you guys are slated to take all three medals. Congrats!”

  “We’ll share that podium just like we shared you last night,” Kevin says, wrapping his arm around her.

  “Yeah, we’ll own it like… well, you get the drift,” Martin adds, realizing that he is overdoing the analogy Kevin started.

  “About that,” I say, with a grin. “Melissa, I’d like to make you a proposition.”

  “Another one?” she asks, with a grin.

  “Yes. Come hang out with us, back at the hotel and hot tub. Come to the opening ceremony with us tonight. You can bring your friend Sheila. Where is she, anyway?” I look around, but don’t see her.

  “Oh, she’s off with some of her own Prince Charmings,” Melissa says. “But don’t worry, we made up. And we’ll get together later. Apparently last night was a real eye opener for her too.”

  “Who would have thought that being sold to a bunch of guys would be such a great experience for two girls in one night?” Martin jokes.

  “Yeah exactly,” Melissa says. “But, really. I’d love to hang out with you guys. Of course.”

  “Good,” I tell her. “Because my proposition doesn’t end there. Keep being with us. All three of us.”

  “How would that be possible?” she asks, looking back and forth among us.

  “I know, you’re still studying here in South Korea, but, how long do you have left in your program?” Martin asks.

  I’m glad to see he’s been giving this as much thought as I have.

  “Three more months,” she says. “I’ll be done in May, at the end of the semester.”

  “Perfect,” Gerald says. “We’ll all be together again in May then, if not sooner. We could always fly back out here and see you.”

  Good old Gerald. Always doing what it takes to look out for others.

  Melissa noticeably blushes. It’s so damn cute.

  “I think that sounds like a great plan,” she says. “But I guess my question was more along the lines of, how, practically, we could make it work? Isn’t the arrangement a bit… unconventional?”

  “Sure,” Martin says, shrugging. “But there’s never been anything conventional about me. I just want to live life the way I want to live it. With you. And these two gentle giants, of course.”

  He hooks a thumb at Gerald and me.

  “I just want to make you happy,” I tell Melissa, and mean it. “I think the three of us can give you all the love you deserve… times three.”

  “Love, huh?” she says with a grin.

  “Love. I love you, Melissa,” I tell her. “I never knew I could fall in love with someone so quickly, or make such on the spot decisions, but I think everything happens for a reason, and I love you.”

  “I love you, too,” Kevin says, and Martin says, “Me too. I love you. So much.”

  “I guess, hooray for love, then!” Melissa says. “And for Olympic medals. Now, how about that hot tub?”

  Chapter 11 – Melissa

  It’s been a full day of fun and celebration. My three men did end up winning all three places in the slopestyle competition. We soaked in the hot tub and then met Sheila and her new companions for dinner before the ceremony.

  Now, Sheila and I are watching all three of my guys standing on the podium, wearing their shiny new medals. They all wink at me at once.

  “Aren’t I just the luckiest girl in the whole world?” I ask her.

  “You sure are,” she says. “Just remember who invited you here.”

  “I’m so glad you did,” I tell her, truthfully. “Thank you.”

  The closing song is played and only then can I meet up with my men again. We decide to go back to the hotel for a private session, this time.

  I was amazed at how great it felt to have sex in public. I never expected to do anything so wild and daring. But now, laying back on a big king sized bed with my three men in private, I’m feeling a new kind of bravery wash over me. One that requires me to be open and vulnerable, and actually love another human being. Three human beings all at once, to be exact.

  At this moment, one of my beloved human beings— Martin, is fingering my pussy while the other two— Gerald and Kevin—are sucking on my nipples. Then Martin begins playing with my clit, making me cum while the other two each expertly work one of my breasts with their own mouths.

  I arch my back, coming in Martin’s mouth as Gerald and Kevin start to beat their big cock against my breasts.

  “Oh my God!” I call out, as they titty fuck me into oblivion. “Martin. Gerald. Kevin. This feels amazing.”

  We’re all gasping for breath, trying to gather our wits back about us, and then we fall back onto the bed together. Their hands are all over my hair, their lips are all over my body. They want me, over and over, and it feels so good I can’t stand it.

  My three guys are resting now, but as soon as Martin puts his hand on my ass cheek, I snap back into action, rubbing my pussy up against his hand.

  “I need your cocks again!” I tell him.

  “What does the lady want?” Martin asks.

  “Two cocks at the same time again,” I beg. “Or maybe three. In my mouth this time. Please. And then in my pussy. Maybe even my ass.”

  He slaps my breast and leaves a red mark.

  “Say please,” he says.

  “Please. Please!”

  “Let me put my cock down her throat first,” Gerald says. “You guys got to go first last time.”

  “You sure you’re ready to go again already?” Martin asks him.

  “Of course,” he says. “We’re Olympic athletes, aren’t we? Known for our stamina?”

  “Among other things,” Martin says with a wink.

  I’m kneeling on the bed on my hands and knees, and Gerald puts his cock in my throat. It fills it all the way up, just like it did my pussy. But after I move my mouth up and down its shaft for a while, cupping and playing with his big balls, I suck on the head and he moans as if it’s the best feeling ever.

  Then I move over to Kevin’s cock and do the same thing. And then I do it to Gerald, too. I got back and forth, taking each one of their big cocks in my mouth and eating them.

  It’s exactly what I was craving. I feel such a mixture of relief, satisfaction, and pure pleasure.

  “Is this what you wanted?” Gerald asks me. “To be our little slut, with our cocks jammed down your throat?”

  “Yes,” I moan.

  “You’re our shared little whore and we can do whatever we want to you, whenever we want,” he says. “But you can do whatever you want to us, too, whenever you want, right? You begged us to fill up your mouth, and you want us to fill up your pussy again, too, don’t you?”

  Suddenly all three guys are shoving their cocks in my mouth, so I’m completely filled up by their cocks. I nod my head and hum “yes” as they fuck my throat.

  “Don’t worry,” Gerald says. “I’m not going to cum in your throat. I want to fill up other parts of you, too. And I do mean every part. Do you want that?”

  “Yes,” I admit, again feeling a mixture of humiliation and satisfaction as they’re crammed into my mouth and hinting that they want to cram my pussy and my ass.

  It feels different now, that it’s just the four of us—but I still feel a bit humiliated in a good way at the thought of them enjoying my body together. At the thought of them doing anything they want to me because I’m their shared who
re. I want them to do whatever they want with me, whenever they want, just like they’re suggesting.

  “Good, because we’re going to fill up your ass and your pussy, because you’re our little slut, and our girlfriend, forever.”

  Girlfriend. I like the sound of that. Almost as much as I like the sound of forever. A girl can get used to that. Just like she can get used to being pleasured and admired and loved by three men at once. I thought I was selling them my body, but they ended up stealing my heart.

  Chapter 12 – Gerald

  I look down at my lovely princess, with her mouth open wide and my cock shoved down it, along with Martin’s and Kevin’s, and I feel like the luckiest man alive. I’ve always been someone who likes to help others and now I’m glad that my friends and I can all three help ourselves to Melissa’s amazing body.

  She goes back to sucking and licking our shafts, one by one, and letting us take turns fucking her mouth over and over, until we’re all panting. I’m dangerously close to coming, so I get up onto my knees.

  “Come on, guys,” I say. “It’s time to explore those other holes we were just talking about.”

  I put Melissa into position: on her hands and knees on the bed. Her ass and pussy are exposed to us—straight up for the taking. I spread her ass wide and spank it, while Martin sticks his fingers in her pussy.

  “Hey, hold on,” I tell him. “I know you’re impatient, Mr. Gold Medal winner. But we are going to take this nice and easy, because she’s going to get a dick in her ass. And it’s going to be mine.”

  “Hell yeah, baby,” Melissa says, and I give her ass a good spank, letting her know that I’m glad she’s mine.

  Kevin positions himself in front of Melissa and she takes his cock back into her mouth like it had been before. Then Martin slides his cock into her wet, gaping pussy hole. I watch every move, loving how her pussy opens up and then closes around his big cock.

  “Okay, are you ready for me?” I ask her.

  She nods and says, “Ready as I’ll ever be,” although her answer is muffled since Kevin’s cock is in her mouth.