Ella Mansfield (8 page)

She moved to the position he wanted her in and only then saw that all three of the others had pulled up chairs to watch her face as he fucked her.  She blushed furiously, her eyes going from one to the other.  How could she face them while David was inside her?  She was so embarrassed.

David
moved behind her, and she felt him push her legs further apart, his cock slipping easily into her wet pussy.  She closed her eyes as he plunged deep, staying still inside her for a moment. 

“She closed her eyes,”
John complained.

David
swatted her ass.  “Keep your eyes open.  They want to see you as I fuck you.” 

April opened her eyes obediently, looking at first one man and then the next.  It felt so strange to have them watch her this way, but she really didn’t seem to have a choice. 

David kept his movements slow and steady and she moved back against him, becoming more and more aroused.  Finally, he started moving faster, his thrusts pounding her, and she was squealing every time he entered her.  This was so much more arousing than just being with one of them at a time.  She couldn’t believe how it made her feel to have three of her four men watching while the fourth took her this way.

She arched, letting out a low scream as she climaxed, clenching hard around the
cock inside her.  He pounded into her a few more times before grunting and spilling his seed.  He left her there, lying on her stomach while he got a washcloth and cleaned her off. 

She lay there
in a state of bliss as the men wandered around her.  She didn’t know if it was three minutes later or an hour when Bill climbed back into bed with her.  He pulled her into his arms and kissed her sweetly.  “Did you like that?”

She nodded, almost afraid to admit she’d enjoyed it as much as she had.  “I did.”

He smiled.  “Good.  You and I are going to do one more new thing tonight, and then it’s off to sleep for us.”  He stroked his hand down to her bottom, caressing it.

“What’s that?”

He grinned.  “You’ll see.”

His hands both caressed her bottom, and then one of them went to her anus, rubbing against it.  He took a small bottle that was labeled “lubricant” and squirted some onto his finger.  His hands both went back to her ass, and she felt that finger invade her anus.  She squirmed a little, not expecting the sensation, but not finding it painful either. 

He played with her ass for a few more minutes, his finger thrusting in and out, before he added more lube and thrust another finger inside her.  She groaned this time.  It stretched a little more and hurt a bit, but not so much she’d make him stop if he was enjoying it.  His fingers moved in and out of her and she moved against them.  She preferred fingers in her pussy, but she could handle them there if he wanted them to be there.

After a moment, he reached for the bottle of lube and smeared it all over his cock.  When she realized what he was doing, she shook her head.

“That won’t work.  It’s too big,” she protested.  Holy crap!  There was no way he was going to shove his cock into her butt!

He laughed.  “You’ll get used to it.”

“Please don’t.”  She shook her head, certain he would rip her apart.

“It’ll either be me or one of the other guys.”  His hand stilled on his erect cock, which was now slathered in lube.  “Take your pick.”

She stared at him thoughtfully.  She knew ‘neither one’ was not an answer he’d accept.  “You.”  She rested her head against his shoulder.  “If it has to happen, I want it to be with you.”

He smiled.  “Get on your hands and knees then.”

Once she was how he wanted her, he squirted some lube directly onto her anus and worked it in and out with a finger.  She felt him kneel behind her and braced herself, knowing it was coming.  He pushed into her from behind very carefully, just working the head in at first and then a little more.  Before she knew what was happening, he was thrusting in and out with easy even strokes, obviously trying not to hurt her, but not willing to give up on the idea either. 

After a few minutes, he let out a loud grunt and poured his seed into her ass. 
When he pulled out, he went to the bathroom to clean off and then came back, pulling her into his arms.  “Thank you,” he whispered, kissing her forehead.

“Are the other men going to want to do that
, too?” she asked, desperately afraid of his answer.

He nodded.  “Only me and
David until you get used to it, though.”

She sighed.  She was going to be really sore tomorrow.

Chapter Five

April sat at her computer the following afternoon trying to write. She’d been massaged and had eaten her fill of Maurice’s fabulous lunch.  She stared at her computer screen. What to write about?

She thought for a minute, and wrote about how it had felt that first night standing on the stage in front of ten thousand men.  The words flowed into a description of how Bill had made her climax in the van, and then her first experiences with each of the men.  She groaned, shifting in her chair.  Her pussy was dripping.  What was it about those men?  They were turning her into a wanton slut who could think about nothing more than the next cock in her pussy. 

She wandered into the kitchen and smiled at Maurice.  He looked over at her.  “Oh.”  He didn’t say anything else.  Just, “Oh.”

“Oh what?” she asked, snapping more than she’d meant to.

“You’re all turned on, baby.”  He grinned at her.  “You know what?  I happen to know of a nice little sex shop that would deliver just what you need.” 

She stared at him in wonder.  “What do I need?”

His smile grew.  “You need a nice thrusting dildo that vibrates a bit.”

“What?”
  What was a dildo?

He laughed.  “You need something you can stick up your twat that will simulate how it feels to get fucked.  Then you won’t miss the men so much while they’re at work.”  He shook his head.  “I bet having four of them going at you all night you feel really empty come morning.”

She nodded.  “Is there really something like that?”  She didn’t know what a twat was, but from his description of a ‘dildo’ it did sound like what she needed.

“Oh, girl?
  The things I can teach you.”  He pulled his phone from his pocket and looked back at her.  “You like big or small?”

She blushed.  “Umm…I like them all. 
So maybe medium?”

He nodded, talking quickly into the phone. 
“Hey there, Leonard.  It’s Maurice.  I need one of your special toys.”  He paused, listening for a moment.  “Uh huh.  Make it about eight inches, thrusting, fifty speeds.  Sure.  Oh, it’ll be the house account.  Yeah, she’ll need that.  Thanks.”  He turned back to April and winked.  “It will be delivered here in about fifteen minutes.”  He winked at her.  “I had them add in some lube, just in case you go dry.”

She thought about the lube in the drawer of the nightstand, but she didn’t say anything about it.  She didn’t want to admit to Maurice that she’d let Bill stick his cock in her butt.  It was too embarrassing.  “If I wait in my room, will you bring it to me?”

“Sure, baby.  They won’t care if they see you, though.”  He winked again.  “Oh wait.  You being here is like a super-secret thing.  How could I forget?  Yeah, you wait in your room and I’ll bring it on back as soon as it gets here.  You’re going to like this!” he promised.

She rushed back to the bedroom she shared with Bill, embarrassed about the talk she’d just had with Maurice.  Maybe she was a slut for her men, but the cook didn’t need to know about it.  She wondered if the men would be able to see how much she wanted to be taken by the look on her face like Maurice had.

It wasn’t five minutes later that Maurice knocked on her door.  “Here you go.  It’s the latest thing on the market.  All you have to do is lay back and enjoy while it fucks the bejeebers out of your twat.”  He handed her the discretely wrapped package and closed the door behind him.

She opened it with shaking hands, wondering if she was betraying the men
by even thinking about taking matters into her own hands.
 
She stared at the phallic shaped thing in her hands.  It even felt like flesh.  She shuddered.  Was it wrong to do this?

She swallowed hard and squirted a bit of the lube onto it.  She wasn’t sure that she needed it, but she didn’t want to tear anything there and make it more painful when the men took her that night.  She eased out of her robe and laid back on the bed, her hand reaching down and inserting it into her sopping wet pussy.  She shoved it all the way in and found the remote control that came with it, pushing the on button.  She played with the speeds for a moment until she found one she liked.   It did two hard thrusts,
and then vibrated then two more hard thrusts.

She arched her torso, groaning at the feeling of the hard cock in her pussy.  She suddenly didn’t have to worry about whether the man with her enjoyed himself.  It was just her and this amazing toy.  After her first climax, she reached down to remove it, but decided against it.  No, she was going to ride this thing for a while.  She looked at the clock.  She had a full hour before Bill was due home. 

She lost count after the first six orgasms, falling asleep with the dildo still working inside her.  She moaned softly in her sleep.  So nice!

*****

Bill called for April when he walked in the door.  He’d been gone from her all day, and he was turning into a sex maniac.  He wanted to be inside her, and he didn’t want to wait.  He wandered into the bedroom, and the sight that met his eyes shocked him at first, but then he grinned.  So she liked to play with toys, did she?

She was on her back, sound asleep, her legs spread and a dildo thrusting inside her soundlessly.  Her hands were on her tits as if she’d been plucking at her
nipples while the dildo did its job.  He stripped quickly, kneeling between her spread thighs.  He couldn’t help but wonder how long she’d had the thing inside her.  Tonight was going to be rough for her if it was too long.

He pulled the dildo out and shut it off, laying it aside.  Her eyes fluttered open at the lack of thrusting inside her, but he was in her before she was fully awake, thrusting into her over and over.  “Bill?”

“Yeah, I’m here.”  He didn’t slow his thrusts, just kept going.

She seemed to be beyond orgasms.  How many had she had?  She clutched his shoulders and wrapped her legs around his waist.  “That feels good.”  Her breath shuddered out.  “I missed you.”

He laughed, his thrusts picking up speed.  He was close.  “You missed a cock in your pussy.  Didn’t you?”

She nodded.  “I don’t know what’s wrong with me!  I don’t feel whole unless I have someone driving into me!”

He thrust twice more, groaning as he sprayed his seed into her.  He rolled to his back, pulling her head down on his shoulder.  “Where did you get the dildo?” he asked.

“Are you mad?” she asked, embarrassed he’d caught her with it.

“Not at all.  Where’d you get it?”

“Well, I went into the kitchen for a snack, and Maurice knew, just by the look on my face that I was really turned on.  So he called this place he knows, and they delivered it.”  She sighed.  “It was wonderful.”

He laughed.  “I’m glad you didn’t go out for it.”  His hand played with her long hair.  “We’re going to have to tell the other men about it though. 
You’re
going to have to tell the other men about it.”

“What if they get mad?” 

“Oh, they’ll probably all pretend to be mad so they can take turns spanking you.  And then I’m sure one of us will use it on you.  Or all of us will use it on you.”  He laughed.  “You’ll like it.  I promise.”

She sighed and buried her face against him.  “Can I wait before I tell them?”

“No, you have to tell them this evening.  They’re all coming over again.”

She shuddered.  “Are we going to play the game again?”  She’d love it, but
she wasn’t sure she could play it every night.

“No, we have other plans for your sweet body.”  He rolled away from her and sat up.  “Go get cleaned up, and we’ll have dinner.”

He frowned as he saw that she’d been wearing the robe again.  “I’ve got a seamstress coming tomorrow.  You’ll be measured and they’ll get you in some other clothes.  Not just robes.”

“Oh good!
  I want to wear something pretty.”  She loved the idea of being able to put on some sexy clothes for him and the other men.  She hurried into the bathroom and cleaned up, coming out a minute later.  “I’m ready.”

He grinned at her.  “
You look great.”  He led her to the dinner table, holding her chair out for her. 

She sat down and waited.  Maurice had promised her lobster that night, and she couldn’t wait to see what it tasted like. She sat back while Maurice served them, placing two lobster tails in front of both of them.  He put a bowl of mashed potatoes and a bowl of broccoli there as well.  “It looks wonderful, Maurice.” 

Maurice grinned.  He placed a small bowl of butter in front of each of them before leaving the room.  “I’ll be in the kitchen if you need me.”

Bill nodded, his fork immediately spearing a piece of the lobster tail.  He cut it and dipped it into the butter.  She mimicked his actions, having no idea how to eat a lobster tail.  When she put the first bite into her mouth, her taste buds exploded.  She let out a small moan.  “Maurice?” she called.

He came back into the dining room right away.  “You don’t like it?”  He looked crestfallen.

“It’s the most wonderful thing I’ve ever put into my mouth.  I want to eat it every day for the rest of my life.”  She took another bite and sighed. 
“Absolutely marvelous.  Thank you!”  She jumped up and hugged him, making Bill laugh.

He grinned.  “I’ll make it as often as Bill will allow.”  He hurried from the room, obviously thrilled that he’d pleased her. 

Bill took her hand in his.  “You really liked it that much?” he asked.

She nodded.  “I’ve never liked anything that much in my whole life.  It’s better than chocolate!” 

Chocolate was something she’d only had a couple of times in her life.  It wasn’t something her community had been willing to trade for often, and they weren’t able to grow the cocoa beans themselves. 

He saw her face when she said chocolate and grinned.  He’d make sure Maurice knew of her penchant for chocolate as well.  They were going to spoil her as much as they could.  She was going to be the mother of the human race, after all.

John was the first of the other men to arrive, and he came in as soon as they were done eating.  He pulled April onto his lap on the couch, moving her legs to straddle him and kissing her passionately.  She wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him back with abandon. 

After a moment, Bill came over as well
; he touched her breasts and kissed a trail along her arm.  “You’re going to like tonight, April.”  His eyes twinkled as he made his promise.  She was half afraid, because the men were always coming up with strange ideas for her.

Within a minute or two the other men had arrived and
John pushed the robe off her shoulders, his hands going to the front of his slacks to unfasten them.  He lifted her hips and pressed her down onto his hard cock, but instead of thrusting, he held still there, as if he was waiting for something.  She felt Bill’s hands caress her back, and then one of his fingers, very lubed, slipped into her ass.  She shuddered.  He wouldn’t touch her that way while John was fucking her, would he?

John
kept kissing her, still holding still inside her, his hands stroking her breasts, raising her need to a fever pitch.  She jumped when she felt Bill’s cock pushing at her ass.  “No!”  Surely he didn’t think it was okay to do
that
to her while John was in her pussy!

She felt Bill push deep and let out a low groan. 
“Oh my God!”  She couldn’t believe how full the two men were making her feel. 

They rocked together
, each pulling out and pushing in at the same time.  How long had they been planning this?  She felt her climax starting.  She hadn’t expected to like this so much, and she didn’t like Bill’s cock in her butt alone, but add in John’s cock in her pussy?  She was in ecstasy. 

She leaned forward into
John, kissing his neck and stroking his shoulders.  It only took moments for her to let out a scream as she climaxed for the first time with both men inside her.  She glanced over at the other two men, the two rough men, and wondered if they were planning on taking her together.  By the looks on their faces, she could see they were.  They were both watching avidly with their cocks swelling.  She could see them through their open robes. 

She couldn’t believe how much more turned on she felt knowing they were watching and would be fucking her the same way in just minutes.  She came again, louder than before, her thoughts on the two men and their cocks and how they’d feel so deep inside her.

Bill came next his stream filling her well used ass and pouring out.  He pulled out, groaning, and went to the guest bathroom to clean up, bringing back a washcloth to clean her with.

John
started shaking in the way she knew meant his orgasm was upon him.  She squeezed him as tightly as she could, milking him of his seed.  He pushed her off of him and she stood with her legs slightly spread while Bill cleaned her pussy and ass of the cum leaking out of her.

She groaned
, wanting to sink to the floor, but she glanced over at Steve and David.  David had already lubed himself up, and Steve had his cock out stroking it as he stared at her.  “Come and ride the Steve train, April.”

She walked to him slowly, sitting down to straddle him.  As usual, he didn’t bother to kiss her, just positioned her and plunged inside.  Once he was deep, he thrust a few times, before holding her still so
David could take her ass.  They were rougher than the other two, as usual.  By the time the three of them had all finished, she was panting and sore.  David cleaned her up and she sank down on the couch beside John.