Ella Mansfield (7 page)

John
opened the door wide, wearing just a robe.  He never once looked at Bill as he grabbed her hand and pulled her inside.  “How was your day?” he asked as he led her down the hall toward his bedroom.  The layout of his apartment was similar to Bill’s but he’d put his own touches on things.

As she rushed through the place, she noticed a picture of him with a man who looked vaguely familiar to her in a Cowboys
’ uniform.  There was also a football in a case.  A Cowboys’ jersey in another case.  The whole apartment seemed to be a shrine to his career as a Dallas Cowboys’ quarterback.

When they got into the bedroom, he shut the door behind them and unfastened the belt to his robe.  He let it fall open, but made no move to push it off.  She couldn’t take her eyes off his erection, standing straight out from his pubic hair.  He reached down and stroked it a couple of times, watching her face.  “Do you want it?” he asked.

She swallowed hard, knowing she did.  She nodded, unfastening her own robe and dropping it to the floor.  She turned away from him, climbing onto the bed and turning to wait for him.  He pushed the robe the rest of the way off his shoulders and joined her on the bed.  “You’re not afraid I’ll crush you now?”

She blushed.  She’d been taken four times since the last time he’d been inside her, and a lot of her fears had left her.  “Not anymore.”

He grinned.  “Good.  I’m still not going to crush you, though.”  He laid on his back with his hands linked behind his head.  “Ride me.”

She stared at him for a moment, her eyes wide.  What did he want her to do?  When she figured it out, she turned even redder, but crawled to him, straddling his hips.  He reached up and cupped her breasts in his hands, squeezing them gently.  “I’m not sure I know how,” she whispered.

“You’ll figure it out.”  He thrust his cock up and poked her in the belly with it, because she was sitting on him with his penis in front of her. 

She stared at it for a moment, before raising up on her knees and moving until he was pressing against her soft core.  “Like this?”

He nodded, thrusting upward again and entering her just the slightest bit.  She moaned softly, loving the feel of him in her.  She felt the heat rushing to her face as she slowly lowered herself until he was in her to the hilt.  She moved her hips around him, wiggling slightly, groaning with pleasure.

“It feels even better this way,” she murmured, leaning forward to rest with her hands on his shoulders. 

“It’s deeper this way.”  He took her hips in his hands, raising them and bringing them back down to help her find her rhythm.  

Within moments she was controlling their pleasure, moving up and down on him, riding him like a horse.  Much quicker than usual, she started moaning.  “Oh.  I think I’m almost finished!”  A few more thrusts and she was done, moaning and clutching him tightly inside her.

John was still hard inside her, and he moved her hips up and down a few more times before letting out a groan.  She felt his seed fill her pussy as he pushed her off him to lay beside her.  He looked at the clock on his nightstand behind her.  “You shouldn’t have stopped until you’d pleasured me,” he told her, his voice stern. 

“But, I finished.”  She hadn’t know what to do at that point. 

He shook his head.  “But you should be seeing to my pleasure.”  He pulled into a sitting position with his back to the headboard.  “Next time you’ll see to my pleasure before you stop.  Do you know why?”

She shook her head, her eyes wide.

“Because I’ll spank you if you don’t.”  He pulled her across his lap facedown.  “Have you ever been spanked?”

She felt her pussy tingle at the mere thought.  “No, of course not!”

His hand came down three times on her tight ass, before one of his hands moved between her legs, fucking her wildly with his finger.  He watched the clock carefully, and just as she was about to climax, he pulled his finger out.  He sat her up, a smile on his face, as if he knew what he’d done.  “Go clean up.  David’s turn.”

She groaned loudly but stumbled into the bathroom and washed herself, wanting to scream at the pull of the washcloth between her pussy lips.  Three more strokes of his finger and she’d have been done! 

She shrugged her robe back on, not letting her eyes meet.  She let herself out of the apartment, knocking quickly on David’s door.

David
answered before her hand could descend twice on the door, already totally naked.  He pulled her to his room, pushed her over the bed, so she was bent over with her ass in the air, and lifted her robe, thrusting into her furiously. 

It was just what she needed. 
John had left her on the edge of orgasm, and five thrusts from David and she was there, screaming her pleasure. He kept pumping into her for another minute, before collapsing atop her.  After a moment he disconnected and climbed onto the bed, pushing her robe off and pulling her up to join him. 

“That was intense,” he told her, his eyes showing how pleased he was with himself for bringing her pleasure.  “You must have been really turned on at the idea of my cock inside you again to come that fast.” 
He was thrilled he’d had her moaning so quickly.

She nodded slowly, not explaining about
John spanking her and fingering her to the brink.  “I love your cock.”

“Did
John bring you pleasure?” he asked.

She nodded.  “He did.  Almost twice.”

David raised his brow at that.  “So he brought you to pleasure, and then had you mostly there again and sent you to me?” 

April flushed
, realizing her mistake.  “Yes.”  She hung her head.

“So it wasn’t the idea of my cock that had you all turned on?”

She shook her head.  What would he do?

“You know none of us like you to lie to us, right?”  He pulled himself to a sitting position, just as
John had.

She felt the liquid flood her pussy, wondering if he would spank her as well.  “I’m sorry.”

He reached for her and brought her down across his lap, the exact same way John had.  His hand caressed her bare ass.  “Why is your ass red?  Did John have to spank you?”

She nodded, humiliated.  “He let me ride him and I stopped when I finished, but he wasn’t done yet.”

“And did it turn you on when he spanked you?”  His hand rubbed her abused flesh, like he was trying to decide if he should spank her or play with her.

“It did. 
A little.  It turned me on more when he put his fingers inside me afterward, and stroked me with them,” she admitted softly.

He stroked his hand over her ass again, three of his fingers dipping into her pussy which was totally saturated with his juices.  “You mean like this?”

She moaned.  “Exactly like that!”

He pulled his fingers out and swatted her ass five times in rapid succession and then stuck the fingers back into her, fucking her with them.  She squealed at the unexpected pain followed by the intense pleasure.  “Do you like this?” he asked.

“Yes, I love it!”  She clenched around his fingers, trying to keep him trapped inside her pussy.

He pulled them out again and swatted her ass five more times before shoving them deep.  “So, you like being spanked and then fingered, do you?”  He moved his fingers around, splaying them as he fucked her with them.

She groaned, “Please don’t stop!”

He laughed and pulled his fingers out, sitting her up.  “Don’t lie to me.”  He stood up and left the room, leaving her ready to scream for release.  Her fingers went to her own pussy, wondering if she could make herself climax.  She stroked herself for less than a minute, not doing nearly as well as he had, when he called
, “Clean up.  Time to go.”

She groaned, walking into his bathroom and cleaning herself off.  She shrugged her robe on and all but stumbled to the door.  She was so turned on, she was ready to agree to anything to get a good fucking.  “I’m sorry,” she whispered
noticing he was already on the phone using his soothing voice as she closed the door behind her.

She knocked on Steve’s door.  Steve was standing in front of the door, totally nude, his cock at attention.  He motioned her inside and sank down on the couch.  “I’m sure by now, you’ve ridden someone.  Show me.”

She took a deep breath and walked to him, straddling his hips and taking him inside her, dropping down and taking his whole long shaft.  She moaned her pleasure, immediately moving up and down on him, climaxing within seconds.  She kept going though, not wanting a repeat of the scene with John.  Her muscles felt like noodles, but she forced herself to move up and down on the huge cock inside her.

He put his hands to her hips, sinking his fingers into her ass, and started helping her, thrusting her up and down hard on his shaft.  She moaned, feeling another climax coming on.  How many times could she climax in one day?

When the next one hit her, she leaned forward, resting her head on Steve’s shoulder, not sure she could use her muscles ever again.  He still wasn’t finished.  He stood up, leaving them connected, so she wrapped her legs around his waist.  As he carried her through the apartment, she was surprised at all the plants.  She’d been so busy staring at his cock as she’d come in that she hadn’t noticed them.  It was like a jungle.  Each plant had a name attached on a white card, and had its likes and dislikes listed.  When they got to the bed, he pushed her off him.

“On your knees.”  He climbed onto the bed behind her as she scrambled to her knees. 

He was inside her moments later, driving himself to completion.  She fell forward, her cheek on the bed, and stayed that way.  He didn’t seem to care as long as her ass was in the air and available for him to fuck.

Finally, he let out a loud groan and spilled his seed inside her, rolling to her side.  He looked at her, where her cheek was against the bed.  “You were horny when you walked in.  Why?”

She swallowed hard.  “David fingered me until just before I came and sent me on my way.”

He laughed.  “So you’d have let any random cock in you at that point?”

She shook her head.  “Just the four of you.”

He raised an eyebrow.  “But you didn’t care which of the four of us?”

“No, sir.”

“At least you’re honest.”  He sighed, stretching out.  “I think it’s time for a group session.  All of us at once.”  His lips curled.  “Go clean up and go back to Bill.”

She rushed into the bathroom and washed herself off, before coming back and shrugging into her robe.  “Goodnight.”

He looked at her
, waving her away. 

April sighed.  Of the four men, Steve was the hardest to read.  She could never tell if he wanted her around or not.

She hurried back to the apartment she shared with Bill and let herself in.  Bill was sitting on the couch waiting for her, stroking himself hard.  She took one look at his cock and groaned softly.  He smiled.  “This is the last one tonight.”

Her thighs wanted to scream in protest at the thought of taking him, but she knew it was her duty.  He held his hand out to her and she sank down onto his shaft, riding him as the others had shown her
throughout the evening.  She didn’t climax that time, but was careful to ride him until he did, and then he took her hand and led her to their bed.

She sighed, snuggling close to him.  Would her pussy always hurt this much?

Chapter Four

April spent the next day in the apartment with just
Maurice.  She had her two hour massage again, and when it was over, she took another hour long bath with the jets streaming over her.  When she finished that, she spent the rest of the afternoon in her study, using the computer.

This computer was a lot more advanced than the ones she’d used back home and it took her a little while to become acclimated to it, but once she did, she found she liked it immensely.  She dictated what she wanted to say, talking about her experiences since she’d met her
trillionaires.  She talked not only of her feelings and emotions but of the way they used her body and made her sometimes feel like just a sex object to them. 

Of course she didn’t blame them for treating her that way.  It’s what she was to them and she knew it coming in.  The men had purchased her for her pussy and her ability to breed. 
Nothing else.  It wasn’t stopping her from developing feelings for them, though.

By the time Bill came home at the end of the day, she was ready to see him.  They had a leisurely supper before he took her into their room.  She was surprised that during the time he’d used the restroom earlier, he had tied scarves to each of the four bedposts.  She immediately started shaking her h
ead, but he asked, “Do you trust me?”

Shenodded
slowly.  “Of course.”  At least she thought she did.  Could she trust anyone who wanted her to let him tie her up, though?

He indicated she was to take off her robe.  “If you trust me, then you’ll play a little game with my friends and
I.”  He pushed her to her back on the bed and secured each of her limbs to one of the posts.  “It’s called, ‘Who’s touching you?’”

Her eyes were wide and frightened.  “Don’t worry.  You’ll like it.”  He took a blindfold from the nightstand and put it over her eyes, lying down beside her on the bed.  She could hear him say, “She’s ready.  Come on over.”

She shuddered, wondering what it would be like to have all of them there, touching her when she couldn’t even see which one it was.  Within five minutes the door had opened and closed three times, and she knew they were all there, surrounding her. 

Someone sat beside her on the bed.  “Here’s how it’s going to work.”  Bill.  That was Bill’s voice.  “One of us will touch you, or kiss you, or even shove his penis into your pussy.  It’s your job to tell us which one it is.  One of us will say something like ‘Who is touching your breast?’  You’ll need to answer that question.  It could be the person touching you who is asking.  It might not be. 
You’ll have no way of knowing.  At the end of the night, you will get a swat for every time you’ve answered wrong.”

“Not swats!”  She struggled against her bonds.

“The swats will be followed by a finger fucking that will get you off.”

She groaned.  “Do I have a choice?”

She heard the laughs of all four of the men.  A pair of lips brushed against hers.  The bed didn’t dip again, so she was sure it was Bill.  “Who kissed you?” David asked.

“Bill,” she answered, suddenly sure she could play this game.  “Is someone going to tally?”
  She really didn’t want to get more swats than she earned.

“We’ll keep track.  Don’t worry.”  That was Steve’s voice.  He sounded like he liked the idea of swatting her.  She was still a little scared of Steve
, but the fear only added to her arousal.

She felt the bed dip in three places
, and a pair of lips latched onto her nipple, the tongue laving it.  “Who is touching your nipple?” a voice asked.  It was asked in a whisper, so she had no idea who it was. 

She groaned, arching into the mouth.  “
David?” she asked.

No one told her if she was right or wrong, but she wasn’t sure if anyone planned to.  A hand moved between her wide-spread legs, touching her pussy lips.  One finger sank deep
, and she thrust up against the hand.  “Who’s got your pussy?”

She had no idea.  All the sensations were coming from everywhere now.  “
John?”  There was no way she could keep track!

The finger plunged in and out of her, and soon two more fingers were added.  There was a mouth on hers, kissing her, and a mouth on each nipple.  Suddenly at the same time, everyone stopped touching her and she felt the bed move as if everyone stood.  Someone moved between her thighs and a hard cock plunged into her wet pussy.  She concentrated on the sensations.  It wasn’t big enough to be
John or Steve. 

“Who’s fucking you, April?” A voice asked in a harsh whisper.

“David?” she asked.

Hands stroked her body, pinching her nipples, while another mouth latched onto hers.  She had no idea who anyone was anymore.  There were so many sensations coming at her, she wanted to scream with frustration and ecstasy at the same time.  She felt her orgasm building and suddenly the cock inside her jerked from her, not finished.  They all pulled away again and she felt another cock move into her pussy.  She groaned. 

“Who’s in your pussy, April?”

“Bill?”  It was again one of the two smaller men, so she made an educated guess, hoping she was right.  A cock was laid against her lips, and she stuck her tongue out to taste it. 

“Lick it.”  The voice was a harsh whisper.

She licked it as if it were an ice cream cone, groaning as the cock in her pussy moved a little faster
, and she screamed her pleasure.  She tried not to slow down on the cock at her lips, licking it madly to keep the man above her pleased.

They all moved away and changed places.  She was well aware that she was the only one of the five of them who had climaxed.  Her pussy was in for a rough night if they kept this up.

A larger cock plunged inside her.  It was big.  Almost too big. 

“Who’s in your pussy, April?”

“Steve.”  There was no doubt this time.  That was Steve’s cock in her pussy.  He was the only one who was so rough with her.

Another cock landed at her lips.  This one must be
John’s.  “Suck on it, April.”  The whisper shocked her, but she opened her mouth for the cock. 

She was so close to another orgasm.  Having the men take turns inside her, while all touched her this way, was more than her senses could bear.  There were tongues on her nipples, a cock in her mouth and one pounding away at her pussy.  She arched off the bed, climaxing again. 

As soon as she climaxed they all switched places again.  A cock pushed into her pussy.  It was one of the smaller ones.  “Who’s in your pussy, April?”  She expected it to be John next, but it wasn’t this time.  It couldn’t be.

“Bill?” she asked, hoping she was right.  She’d probably already earned a couple of swats.  Of course, if they were going to bring her to pleasure afterward, did it really matter if they spanked her?

“Suck it.”  A cock was pressed to her mouth again, and this time she sucked it greedily.  John, it must still be John’s cock unless they were washing off after being inside her…

The man in her pussy went nuts this time, thrusting hard and deep, not paying attention to her feelings.  Oh crap.  That was at least one swat.  It was
David in her pussy this time.  She tried not to think about the swat as she concentrated on the cock she was sucking.  She couldn’t take much more than the head into her mouth, so she worked her tongue over the head to keep him happy.

She felt her orgasm building, and this time when she came, the man kept thrusting, finally spraying his seed into her.  He pulled out, but the others kept their positions.  She wondered if they’d planned all this ahead of time.  She felt a washcloth cleaning her off, and then they all moved.  The other small cock…she knew this one was Bill plunged deep inside her. 

“Who’s in your pussy, April?”

“Bill.”  She answered with confidence this time.  The same cock returned to her lips.  She opened wide and sucked him hard.

So she knew it was David and Steve at her nipples.  David was on the right.  She knew because of how rough the one on her left nipple was.  He bit her just hard enough that she squealed a little jerking.  Her hips were grasped in Bill’s hands as he pounded into her with all the force he had, dragging another orgasm from her.  She opened her mouth and let out a scream as she came.  Bill pounded her a couple more times, before spraying his seed.  The others stayed with her.  She heard, “One extra swat for pulling away from my cock when you came, April.”

She shuddered and opened her mouth for it to come back in.  He didn’t seem to be close to orgasm, just enjoying her sucking him.

She was washed clean and they switched around again, John staying at her lips with his cock.  She kept sucking, trying to suck harder to make him come.  He laughed.  She felt a cock plunge deep.  “Who’s in your pussy, April?”

She pulled her mouth off
John’s cock to answer.  “Steve.”  She turned instinctively back to the cock nudging her cheek and opened wide for him. 

Steve was as rough as ever, his hips
pistoning in and out of her.  She lifted her hips to meet his, in such a state of arousal, she’d have spread her legs for anyone at that point.  She climaxed twice more while Steve fucked her, being careful to not let go of John’s cock.

Finally Steve came.  He pulled out
, and she felt the juices drip out of her pussy onto the bed.  She sucked harder on John while Steve got the washcloth and washed her off.

They all switched places again, and this time the cock at her lips was not
John.  He had moved down and plunged into her pussy.  The cock at her lips…she thought for a moment.  It must be David.  She sucked him deep.

“Who’s in your pussy, April?”

“John,” she replied with confidence, turning back to David’s cock.

John
let out a chuckle above her, obviously pleased she’d known him.  He didn’t have much left in him after being sucked for so long, and finished long before she was ready.  She felt him leave her and wash her clean.

“Who’s in your mouth, April?”

April carefully removed her mouth from the cock, and said, “David.”  David had been flaccid when she started on him, but he was as hard as he had been earlier now.

All of the men moved away from her.  Each went to one of her limbs and untied her.  She took the blindfold off and stared at the men surrounding her.
David was the only one with an erection, so she knew she’d gotten at least one right.  She was afraid to ask how she’d done.

Bill sat down beside her on the bed.  “You missed four.”

April swallowed hard.  “Four?”  That wasn’t too bad, was it?

“With the extra swat you get for pulling away from Steve, that’s five swats.”  He shook his head sadly.  “From each of us.”

“Wait!  From each of you?”  They hadn’t said that before!

Bill nodded.  “
Me first.”  He propped his back against the headboard, and pulled her across his lap, face down.  His hand came down hard enough to make her wince, but it wasn’t nearly as hard as the others had spanked her the night before.  After five swats, he helped her up.  “That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

She shook her head, knowing the others would be worse.  They were all rougher on her than Bill was. 

Bill moved, and John took his spot.  He pulled her across his lap and his hand rained down five times.  When he was done, he slipped one finger into her pussy, thrusting in and out.  It wasn’t enough.  She pushed against him, and begged, “More please!”

John
laughed.  “More fingers?”

“Yes, please!”

John slipped one more finger into her, fucking her with them until she was about to climax, then pulled them out.  “There you go.”

She wanted to scream.  She expected
David to take his place, but he didn’t.  Instead it was Steve.  Steve pushed her face into the mattress, his hand coming swiftly and pounding her ass.  She could feel his cock stirring against her stomach as he spanked her.  When he was finished, he plunged three fingers into her pussy, slamming them in and out of her.  “Oh, God, yes!  I’m going to come!” she screamed, and suddenly she was empty.  She groaned.

He pushed her off him
, and David took his place.  David with his cock hard again and pushing against her stomach.  He spanked her hard, his hand caressing her ass between each swat.  “Do you want me to make you come with my fingers?” he asked.

She nodded.  “Please.”

“If I make you come with my fingers, then you have to let me fuck you one extra time tonight.  With everyone watching.”  He thrust his cock against her stomach again, making it clear he would not change his mind.

She swallowed hard.  “Okay.”  She hated the idea of the others watching while he fucked her, but how was it really different than all of them taking turns fucking her while she was blindfolded?

David’s fingers slipped between her swollen pussy lips and he fucked her with three of them, moving them in and out of her quickly.  It only took five thrusts before she was squealing with pleasure, finally coming around his fingers.

He pulled his fingers out and smiled at her.  “Get on your hands and knees.”