She leaned in and relaxed fully. “So I get to watch you guys, too?”
“You want a show?” Fred teased.
“No, I mean, I wouldn’t mind watching, but you don’t need to perform. I love the sex.” Ash had no idea how to answer that and not sound as if they were her live-action porn.
“Come on, time for desert.” Fred held her hand tightly and led her back to the dining room.
The table was cleared, and there was nothing on it.
“What’s for desert?” she asked.
“We do have ice cream,” Eli said.
“Stop it.” Jackson nudged Eli. “Ash is the desert. Unless, she doesn’t want the full screwing we promised her earlier today.”
She couldn’t quite form words, but she smiled big. Leaning on Fred, she slid her hand under his polo shirt.
“The bedroom is right this way.” He led the way.
Ash followed. Knowing these houses were small, she was intrigued about the sleeping arrangements. They passed one small bedroom that looked as if they used it as an office, judging from the printer, desk, and computer stuff. There should be two more bedrooms in this “standard” Lucky Springs cottage.
Fred opened the door to a large bedroom that was clearly the two rooms combined to one. A double king-size bed was off to one side of the room up against the wall while dressers and a couple armchairs filled out the space. The decorations were fairly basic with black and white being the color scheme.
Sitting on the bed, she smiled. The sheets were soft and the bed firm. Slipping her feet from her shoes, Ash watched the men undress each other. Bared to the waist, they were delicious. Hard-muscled chests and arms dominated the room. She stood and helped with buttons and zippers until jeans were kicked aside. When she tried to push away Jackson’s boxers, he picked her up and deposited her on the bed.
Eight hands were on her from all sides. Her dress was peeled off her slowly, and those rough hands massaged her from neck to toe. Not to be outdone, her hands roamed shoulders and strong backs. Her fondness for lace was displayed again in the sage-green bra and thong set she’d changed into. Their fingers seemed to approve, and they teased her. Finally, someone kissed her, and to her shock, it was Eli. She extended it, deepening the kiss until he moaned. They might not communicate just right when they spoke, but when they were naked, the tension magically left and they understood each other.
Her fingers curled over his package and urged him to a full erection. Reaching out with her another hand, she found Fred’s cock already out and throbbing for attention. Jackson and Xavier were each licking up her thighs then battling to have access to her lace-covered cunt.
Fred leaned down and sucked her breasts through the fabric. Eli squeezed them, and she moaned at the friction on her sensitive areas. “Like my underwear?”
He smiled. “Lace is sexy. Fred never wears any.”
Chuckles filled the room.
“I would, but it itches and makes my balls look fat.” Fred tugged the bra cup down to suck on her flesh.
“I love lace. I never had it in high school.” Ash snapped her mouth shut and reached behind her to undo the bra.
“What? No lacy under things to tease the boys?” Fred turned the bra over and rubbed it on her stomach.
“Her mama was strict.” Jackson rubbed his fingers over her clit through the lace.
“That strict?” Eli asked.
She nodded. “A lace dress was okay but no lace underneath. She thought that was slutty.”
Eli kissed her hard and licked down to suck her breast. “It’s beautiful on you.”
“We can wrap you in lace if you want.” Xavier snapped the waist of her thong.
Ash laughed and lifted her hips. “Now, I just want to be naked and fucked by four hot guys just like you promised. Southern gentlemen are supposed to be men of their word.”
“Oh, we are,” Jackson assured her.
The thong was gone, and the men shifted around. Fred’s tongue was between her legs as condoms and lube packets appeared on the bed. Xavier offered her his cock to suck on while he squeezed her breasts.
Lifting for more than tongues and fingers, Ash groaned when she heard the tear of a condom wrapped. Eli was ready, and she opened for him. He tested her once again with his fingers, and she rocked on them. Men! They couldn’t tell how wet and ready she was? This was so much better than the college boyfriends who took no time for foreplay. She’d been primed all day for this.
“Please, fuck me!” she said.
Eli filled her in one stroke, and her body vibrated with pleasure. The world stopped for a second as she watched him, the intensity in his face. Every thrust sent her higher, and she knew this connection was rare. Maybe it was the frustration between them, but he hit spots that made her want to freeze the moment. Turning to Xavier, she sucked his cock again and reached for Jackson’s with her other hand. Feeling how much they wanted her only edged her closer to release.
She looked for Fred and spotted him behind Eli, not fucking him but probably tonguing him. The idea made her shiver, and she gripped the cocks harder in her hands.
“Make her come, Eli.” Jackson rubbed her breasts and tweaked them to add the zing of pleasure.
Lifting for more, she rocked with Eli until he fucked harder. The climax was right there; she could feel it. Xavier kissed her, and her body relaxed for a second. As soon as she locked eyes with Eli again, the orgasm hit and she screamed his name. Thankfully, he didn’t stop fucking her as she came down. Hearing his orgasm muffled against her breast gave her a nice aftershock.
When he backed off, she felt empty but didn’t have the energy yet to move. But there was no need to move as Fred licked her pussy playfully while he put on protection. The position felt a little old-fashioned, but she wanted four men. Sucking Jackson’s cock, she wondered how long they’d hold out. Taking turns seemed inefficient, but it was only their first time at this.
Fred’s tongue flicked her inner folds expertly. Gasping, she lifted until he got the hint. His hands cupped her ass as he slowly filled her pussy. That cock was thick, and her body shifted. She tugged on balls as Eli knelt by her head. The used protection was gone, but the dark look in his eye wasn’t. He leaned down and kissed her softly.
“Not bad?” he asked.
“Amazing,” she admitted.
“Not tired?” Jackson tickled her bellybutton.
She smiled. “Not at all. I do get all of you, right?”
“Twice if you want,” Eli laughed.
“Don’t underestimate me.” She lifted to Fred and quickened the pace.
Xavier kissed her. “A true Lucky Springs’ native.”
The kiss was good, but Fred’s fingers spreading her ass cheeks awakened new nerve endings. One finger rotated on her asshole, and she shivered. Tensing for a second, she knew anal sex only made sense. All these men. They screwed each other there, right? She’d never put anything back there, and it seemed Fred understood that by her reaction. Still, she wanted it. She wanted as much as she could possibly get of them at once.
He didn’t advance the digit, but he drew little circles over her opening one way then the other to keep her on edge. She didn’t want him to stop, and while her cheeks clenched, in the very next breath, she was pressing to that finger.
Damn! Maybe she was too fond of boys like her mama had always said. Focusing on the cock inside her, she squeezed until Fred fucked her at full speed. Ash leaned to Jackson and sucked his balls to muffle her moans as the slow release further opened her body.
Fred shouted his climax to the ceiling then kissed a path down her body as he slowly released her. He disappeared from view, and she felt a little lick along her ass crack.
“Every tried it?” he asked.
She shook her head. “Never had a man ask or try it without asking.”
“We don’t need to push it.” Jackson slid her up on the bed more and out of Fred’s reach. “When she’s ready, she’ll ask for it.”
“Does it feel good?” she asked.
Jackson nodded as he reclined on the bed and slid on protection on. “Now, you better roll over and get on this thing. Stay too long in the same position and your muscles will cramp up then you’ll curse us tomorrow.”
He was right, and she should’ve known better. All that cheerleading had started with stretching. Jackson’s muscles were even better now than in high school. Ash straddled his hips and lowered herself onto his cock as naturally as doing the splits.
“Easy, you don’t have to prove anything.” Jackson held her hips.
“She wants it all.” Xavier slid up behind her and rubbed his cock between her cheeks. “She’ll make you come like a freshman.”
Ash liked this position. She controlled the pace and got all of the cock every time. She loved sex, and here, it didn’t seem as if she needed to be ashamed of it. Jackson licked Eli and Fred’s spent cocks as all three of them watched her breasts bounce and her hips grind. Why did she love a crowd? Showing off? It was always a fantasy, and now, it was a turn on.
Xavier matched her move-for-move and rubbed that long cock on her skin, tapping her asshole to keep her on edge. When his thumb rubbed it hard, she pressed back, and her body opened a little. He pulled back instantly, and she groaned in frustration.
“She likes it,” Fred said.
“A little. Put it back,” she demanded.
Xavier slowly eased the tip of his thumb to her, and she shuddered. Fucking Jackson was priority number one, but that little something extra made her feel dirty and bad in a very good way. Ash tilted forward so Jackson hit that spot just right deep inside her while Xavier’s thumb followed along. She took all of that big cock. Jackson gripped her hips so hard his fingers were pale, and she knew she had him on the ropes. Grinding on him, she screamed as her orgasm blasted hard inside, egged on by Xavier’s gentle probing.
She paused long enough to get air and lifted again. Jackson met her three more times, and he arched. Holding her body down to his, Jackson cursed and gasped for hair. Behind her, Ash felt Xavier squeezing Jackson’s sac while he kept working her rear. She wiggled on the thumb and got just a little bit more.
“You might need more than four.” Xavier licked up her spine and bit the back of her neck.
Ash shook her head. “Four is perfect. Any more and I would be a slut.”
She saw Eli’s brow furrow. He had no idea what it was like to be the only girl in a house of men with a mama who protected her daughter’s virtue as if it were the 1800s.
“Anyone calls you that, and they’ll answer to us.” Xavier lifted her off Jackson and slid her backwards onto his cock.
She braced herself on the bed as he guided her down. The angle of his cock and new position hit her cunt deep. Trembling, she lowered herself to meet his upward thrusts. The only problem was she couldn’t see him. However, she saw the other three watching her get fucked. They were such a sweet group, rubbing each other’s cocks and kissing.
Seeing Eli lick the head of Jackson’s member then kiss Fred slowly made her light-headed. There was love and sex here. Now, she understood why men like watching two women have sex. Seeing men being intimate with each other fueled her fire, as well.
“Doing okay?” Xavier asked.
“Don’t I get the thumb here, too?” she asked.
“Damn, she’s good.” Fred moaned.
Ash smiled when she felt Xavier’s thumb waiting for her as she lowered onto his cock. Talk about incentive to fuck! She worked faster, and he matched her, adding force like only a man could. Eli moved closer and licked her clit. Her legs began to shake as Xavier filled her pussy fully, his thumb teased her rear just enough, and Eli flicked her clit like an ignition button. Suddenly, her whole body quaked with climax. She pressed down and gripped Xavier’s cock as if she’d never get four men again.
His shouts mingled with hers, and finally, she had to get Eli off her now super sensitive clit. Pulling his head up, she kissed him. This kiss was different. His arms wrapped around her, and his chest pressed to hers. There was something possessive about what they’d all just done.
“That was…” She gasped for air.
“Was?” Eli prompted.
“Worth coming back home for.” She smiled.
“Didn’t scare you away?” Xavier asked.
She shook her head. “Not at all. But I’d like to see you four together.
“We do each other too and like it. Don’t think you’ll be the only one getting screwed, Ash.” Jackson winked at her.
“You won’t join us?” Fred asked.
Licking her lips, she eased from Xavier and stretched out on the bed. “Let me catch my breath.”
* * * *
Eli watched her snuggle up with a pillow and stare at the men dreamily while they fucked. No one at school had ever called her a slut. That odd information plucked at the back of his brain. Families were different, and in the conservative south, a girl’s reputation did matter. People talked and knew who was with who. However, the wilder attitudes of modern life came through the TV and from bigger cities as well. Even now, in Lucky Springs, there were some women who didn’t want to be pinned down to one group and who did the sex parties where they enjoyed as many men as they wanted.