by Lynn Stark
When they were finally standing naked in front of her, expectant expressions on their faces, Maggie just grinned. Her body began swaying to the music, her hips mimicking the grinding thrusts of sexual coupling. Low moans and hard cocks were a good indicator of how her performance was affecting them. Her hands stroked over her body from her neck to her thighs. She turned gracefully to give them a view of her jean-covered ass. She pushed the heavy fall of her hair off her neck, her elbows out, as she made her ass jiggle.
The sounds from behind Maggie told her she couldn’t do anything wrong. Lowering her arms she reached for the hem of her shirt. She lifted it slightly as she twisted her body, giving them a glimpse of what was beneath, but not a full exposure. They would get that soon enough.
With her hips moving seductively, she slowly peeled the shirt up and tossed it aside. Her hands went to the snap on her jeans. She undid it, turning to face them, as she lowered the zipper.
“Fuck, look at that bra,” Max said, adding a low, tortured groan.
Maggie’s bra was black and designed for a woman with fuller breasts. It had sculpted lace edges and hooked in the front. Until now she hadn’t thought it was that sexy, just the sexiest one she owned. She would have to do some searching, give up some money, and find more lingerie to tantalize these men.
Running her hands over her breasts, then beneath them, she plumped them up in the bra. Her gaze fixed to the men. They were all stroking their balls or cocks, which she thought was very erotic. Though she wasn’t inexperienced as far as sex went, she had never experienced this kind of play with men before.
Turning around again, Maggie made a big show of wriggling out of the snug jeans, but stopped at the top curve. There were more moans before the begging began. “Come on, baby, show us that beautiful ass!”
How could she resist? Maggie twitched her hips as the fabric slid down. She turned and swirled and lowered them a little further. The V the open zipper made gave them a peek of the black lace panties she was wearing. Another wiggle and turn and she showed them the dimples above her ass.
Bending with deliberate slowness, she pushed the jeans down her legs and kicked them off, leaving her in only the bra and panties. She knew they showed off her rounded rear end to perfection.
Maggie wasn’t surprised when strong, callused hands cupped the mounds of her ass, sliding around until they were grasping her hips. She was pulled back until her body met the one behind. A very large, hard cock pressed into the crevice of her ass, grinding, sending shockwaves through her body as her pussy began to throb with growing passion.
She didn’t know which man was behind her until Sean and Ethan walked around in front of her. When they touched her pleasure hit her so hard that it shook her body. She was surrounded by the men. Their body heat enveloped her. Inhaling, she was tantalized by their combined scent. It was heady, blending perfectly, making her mouth water as she wanted to take a taste out of each one of them.
Smiling, Maggie dropped to her knees, their hands skimming her body, her curves, as she took the bulbous head of Sean’s long, thick shaft into her mouth. She looked up at him as the tip of her tongue flitted, teasing, sliding over the small indentation to wipe away the pearly droplets of liquid. It was both salty and tangy as it spread over her taste buds. She watched as different expressions crossed his handsome features. Their gazes met and a half smile curved one corner of his sculptured mouth.
Sean watching her made Maggie’s stomach quiver. Awareness flared, heightening her own pleasure. She never would have thought that she would enjoy pleasing any man so much, but she found that she wanted to do so, to make them forget every woman they had known before her.
The silky smooth skin stretched taut over the head of Sean’s cock slid over her tongue. She swiped it over and over, her tongue running around the flared edge, and then lingering to stroke the bundle of nerves beneath.
Sean’s moans encouraged Maggie, so she released his cock to lick her way down the length of it until she reached his balls. She cupped them in her hand, holding them as she explored the texture and the shape with her tongue, before sucking each in turn into her mouth.
The trembling in Sean’s large body raced to hers as Maggie pressed her hands to his muscular thighs. She looked up again as she traced the large, twisting vein on the bottom side of his cock with the tip of her tongue, her gaze locking with his as she followed it to its end. The fierce desire in his eyes caused her to tremble yet again. Blue fire flared as she took the head of his cock back into her mouth. Her desire grew in the heat of his stare, as she slowly took inch after inch of his flesh, devouring it, not stopping until he touched the back of her throat.
As much as Maggie was focused on Sean, her body was making its own demands upon her. Her nipples were puckered and aching. Her belly and thighs were growing taut. She could feel the creamy juices flowing from her body, telling her she was ready to make love to these three men. First, however, she would ignore her own burning needs to give each of them as much pleasure as she could. Closing her eyes, she concentrated on that, hearing the sounds around her, the scents of the males pressed close, the taste of the turgid flesh throbbing between her lips.
Strong fingers slid into her hair and gripped it tightly. Moaning, Maggie hollowed her cheeks, sucking hard on Sean’s cock as his hips began to thrust. She licked around his cock as he began to fuck her mouth. It was mere moments before he came, salty cum splashing over her tongue as she swallowed eagerly.
Riding on the edge of her own orgasm, Maggie eagerly allowed herself to be swept up into strong arms. These men made her feel small, delicate, and that in itself was sexy as hell. Max carried her to a large, cushioned lounger. It was circular in shape and probably eight feet across, covered in tufted burnt orange cushions.
Max lowered Maggie until she felt her body sink into it. Then she was being surrounded by three highly desirable men. There wasn’t one of them that she didn’t feel a connection to, though they each had a distinct personality. Max was rather gruff at times. Sean was easygoing. Ethan was definitely the playful one, proven now as he tried to remove her panties with his teeth. She laughed and lifted her hips, making his task a little easier. Max unhooked her bra and peeled it back, exposing her breasts. She was happy to be out of it. Having a man remove it was a huge bonus.
Smiling at the three men touching and kissing her body, Maggie then sighed as the desire began to lick along her veins like hot little flames.
Chapter Seven
Settling himself between Maggie’s thighs, Max braced himself above her. Ethan, the idiot, had successfully removed her panties with his teeth. Max took a moment to stroke the soft, swollen flesh at the juncture of her thighs. The neatly trimmed auburn curls were wet with the creamy juices of her arousal. Parting the soft folds, he stroked her clitoris until her hips began to undulate. Max continued to stroke it with his thumb as he inserted a finger into her slick channel. Muscles quivered around the digit as he stroked, watching the expressions on her beautiful face as he did so.
Only when Maggie’s eyelids closed in bliss, did Max remove his hand and replace it with the head of his cock. Hopefully there would be a time in the future when he wouldn’t have to use a condom. He didn’t want anything between them. For now, it was necessary.
Max watched Maggie as he began working his cock into her. She was tight around him and he resisted the impulse to push forward hard, claiming her body as his. She had told them that she hadn’t been with anyone for a very long time. Hurting her was the last thing on his mind as he finally buried himself within her. The soft, throbbing flesh welcomed him and Max couldn’t quite bite back the groan of pleasure. Long lashes lifted. Green eyes looked up at him and a smile curved plump red lips. Fuck, if that smile didn’t go straight to his aching cock. His balls pulled tight and he knew if he wasn’t careful, he would come too soon.
Slender hands reached up to cup his face. Maggie brought his head down so she could kiss him. Her soft lips parted, giving him a
ccess. There would be no way he would ever forget the silky texture of her lips. Resting on his elbows, his fingers slipped into her hair to cup her head. Max did groan then, as he melded their mouths together. His tongue stroked along the edge of her teeth before he plunged beyond. It was a deep, passionate kiss, their tongues tangling, teeth nipping at lips, appreciative moans escaping them both.
When Maggie lifted her legs and wrapped them around Max’s hips, he began to move. His pelvis rocked into the cradle of hers, his cock, slicked by the juices her heightened senses were producing, moved easily in and out of the tight channel. Closing his eyes, Max concentrated on the feel of her body clenching around his, the scents and sounds of their combined passion.
Sliding one hand beneath Maggie’s hip, Max pulled her closer as he began rocking his hips against her, creating friction where his cock was stroking her clit. He wasn’t going to last, but he didn’t care as long she came before him. Maggie’s pleasure was his entire focus. He was determined to give her as much pleasure as he could. Nuzzling against her neck, he could detect the change in her breathing. It was quickening, soft bursts of breath against his hot skin, as she got closer to the edge.
“Please, harder,” Maggie moaned, her fingers digging into his shoulders. “Harder, faster.”
Max chuckled and lifted his head to look down at Maggie. They grinned at one another as he began to ride her as hard and as fast as he could, her heels thumping against his ass. His jaw clenched as she began to moan and cry out, challenging his control. Moments later her body was shuddering and twisting beneath his, a scream of ecstasy filling the air.
With his balls pulling tight, Max chased Maggie’s orgasm with his own. His body arched and jerked as his balls emptied, cum pumping into her clenching vagina. Her body had his in the best kind of death grip. He tipped his forehead against hers, groaning again as muscles tightened around the throbbing length of his cock.
“Like that, do you?” Maggie asked with a giggle, obviously doing some kind of muscle magic to continue the torment. Her green eyes were sparkling with mischief. He loved a playful lover.
Max growled and nipped her chin. “Hell, yeah! Feel free to do it every time.”
He took a moment to reach between them. He withdrew slowly, reluctantly, but some things couldn’t be ignored. Catching the top of the condom, he moved away and took care of business as discreetly as possible.
Then he was stretching out beside her, an arm over her waist to pull her close. “Hey, what’s going on over there?” Maggie asked, pushing up so she could see beyond him. “Well, that’s interesting.” She tipped her head to the side. Max looked over his shoulder to see Ethan nearly bent in half on another large chaise, Sean fucking him mercilessly. “Fuck, if that isn’t hot.”
It was. Max had lost track of the pair. They had obviously decided to give him some “alone” time with Maggie. He appreciated it, but it wasn’t necessary. If they were hoping to develop a ménage relationship with her, they couldn’t be hesitant about what would take place between the four of them. They should have made love right next to Maggie and him. Now that would have been hotter.
Going to a long couch loaded with pillows, Max grabbed a few of them. He took them back to where Maggie was still watching their lovers with a fascination which had him chuckling. Her eyes were wide and her mouth all but hung open. He placed the pillows behind her so she was able to relax as she watched Sean and Ethan together.
Maggie tipped her head back to smile up at him. When she reached out, he took her hand and let her pull him down so that he was on the couch in front of her. Max leaned back so that his head was resting against her shoulder.
“They’re beautiful together,” Maggie said softly as her hand stroked his shoulder. His cock was perking up at the touch.
Well, Max thought with relief, that answered the question of how accepting she would be of bisexual lovers. As they watched Ethan and Sean together, Maggie’s hand began wandering over him. She slid her fingers through the hair on his chest. It wasn’t long before she found a nipple. The tip of her finger circled around it until she was finally stroking the hardened nub. Max caught his breath when she gave it a small pinch.
Turning over, Max looked up at Maggie. She gave him one of her lovely smiles. It went right to his heart. Though he knew he wasn’t in love with her yet, he realized it wouldn’t be long until he was. As far as he was concerned, she was incredibly special. Everything about her called to something deep inside him. He could remember when they were in high school. He would watch for her in the halls, going from one class to another. She would be walking with her friends, Bambi and Amanda. There always seemed to be a smile on her lips and a sparkle in her green eyes.
By the time Max had reached his sophomore year in high school, he had known he was bisexual. There had been some confusion before that, trying to figure out if he was straight or gay. After a time he had realized he was equally comfortable with men as he was with women and just went with it. He had never tortured himself with the knowledge of who he was. Having the support of his family and friends had gone a long way. No one ridiculed him. It was rare to run into a bigoted asshole in Silver, though there were a few. The world wasn’t perfect, after all.
Max had just as much of an attraction back then to Maggie and other girls, as he had for his two best friends. Though he hadn’t even considered asking Maggie out, mainly because she was older and he was a dork, Max hadn’t ever forgotten about her. Not even when he and his two best friends had finally become lovers their first year out of high school and had maintained a relationship since, even through college.
Now there was a chance that Max would have them, as well as Maggie, the woman of his dreams. He couldn’t say he had been dreaming of her every night for the past fifteen or so years. But having a chance with her now was bringing together the different pieces of his dreams, helping him get closer to making his life complete.
When Maggie’s fingers began sliding through the hair covering his abs, Max’s cock decided to meet her halfway, lengthening and thickening. She tugged at the hair trapped between her fingers. She was still smiling and he lifted a hand to touch her cheek, his fingers gliding along her jaw to her chin.
“I like it when you smile,” Max told her. He sounded like a dork he was, but he didn’t care.
Maggie laughed and dipped her head to press a kiss on his lips. Her hair fell to form a curtain around his head. Taking a fistful, he held her hair, keeping her in place as he opened his mouth, letting her explore to her heart’s content. It was a long, lingering kiss. It grew hotter, more passionate, the longer it went on. Max moaned, releasing her hair to wind his arms around her. He held her close for a moment before he put his hands on her waist, lifting her so that he could admire her breasts. Pale pink nipples were puckered and begging for his attention. Lowering Maggie slightly, Max took one into his mouth and began suckling it.
“Oh, that’s so nice!” Maggie moaned, squirming around even as she pressed closer to him. She slid a leg over his body, straddling him, her hands now braced on his chest. “You need to get a raincoat on this bad boy of yours. I want to go for a ride.”
Max was all for that. He let her nipple slip from his mouth. He looked to where his partners were now cuddling. Somehow he had completely forgotten about them. “Hey, get a condom over here.”
A few seconds later Ethan and Sean were on the lounger with them. Sean was laughing while Ethan moved in on Maggie, his mouth nuzzling her ear.
Without warning, Maggie was crawling off of Max and the lounger. “Hold that thought,” she said, rushing out of the room. “I’ll be back in a few.”
“What the hell?” Sean asked as they stared after her.
Max sat up and swung his legs over the edge, planting his feet on the cool stone floor before standing. “We might as well use this unscheduled break.” He chuckled, wondering what Maggie was up to. “E, why don’t you get those things we got for Maggie? Sean, you’re in charge of the wine and c
heese tray. I’ll finish getting the fire going.”
When they had finished arranging the furniture closer to the fire, taking advantage of the luxurious lanai, and gathering the “gifts” and the wine and cheese plate, they wondered what was keeping Maggie.
“Why don’t you go check to see if she’s okay? Maybe she’s sick,” E suggested, frowning. “Ow! Damn, don’t be smacking me.”
Sean shooed their lover away when Ethan reached again for the cheese tray, trying to grab a grape. “Then stop picking at it. Pour some wine. That’ll keep you busy.”
“I think we should grill those steaks.”
Max chuckled and shook his head. “We just ate. You can’t be hungry already.” Of all of them, Ethan had the biggest appetite. But he was worried that maybe Maggie wasn’t feeling well. “I’ll go check to see if she’s okay.”
Max was relieved to find Maggie looking quite healthy. She was in the huge bedroom, wrapped in a towel, and belly-down on the bed with her cell phone to her ear. There was a huge smile on her face and it didn’t take him long to guess that she was speaking with one of her children.
“Mama is having a very nice vacation,” she told the child on the other end of the conversation. “I had steak for supper and a big baked potato.” She paused. “Dessert? Yes, we had the cheesecake you helped make. Everyone loved it and I remembered the whipped cream.” She paused again and looked up at Max, another smile sent his way. “You be good for Grandma and Grandpa when you go to the swimming pool tomorrow. They’re really, really old and can’t be chasing three rowdy kids around.” She laughed. “Now, you and your brothers need to go to bed. Love you lots and I’ll see you Sunday.” A moment later she was putting the phone on the bedside table. “Sorry about that. I forgot to call the kiddos before they went to bed. The problem is, they won’t go to bed until they talk to me.” She shook her head as she walked up to Max and wrapped her arms around his waist. “Now, where were we?”
