Chapter 25
“T here she is!” Carlee said from the other side of the screen. “Girl, you look... I’m not sure how you look.” She grinned. “You look seriously satisfied.”
Petra nodded. She was satisfied. She had woken up with Leo, had some perfect morning sex, and then lazed about in bed another hour with him before he left for work. No running, just cuddling. And it had been one of the best days of her life.
"That's the face of someone that's been thoroughly fucked," Victoria said, squinting at her screen. "Spill it. Now."
“It’s been an...intense twenty-four hours,” she admitted. “I’m sure you guys don’t want the gory details,” she teased.
“The fuck we don’t. You know how long it’s been since I got laid?” Carlee said.
"Not as long as I've been dry," Fiona said mournfully. "I'm starting to think mine might have closed over. So yeah, we need the details."
“Cobwebs... I’m pretty sure I got bats up there. It’s like a cave.” Carlee laughed. “So let us live vicariously through you, cuz it’s obvious it was one hell of a dicking...unless you have switched sides?”
Petra shook her head. “Oh, it was dick,” she said and smirked. “A few, actually.”
"You had a gang bang?" Fiona gasped, her eyes alight with curiosity. "You dark horse! Tell us everything!"
“No...well... No, a threesome,” she cocked her head and looked up squinting, and then frowned. “Nothing more than that yet,” she offered.
“Yet... Pet, what are you into? Are you...are you seeing two guys? I mean clearly you have been with two but are you...”
“Seven,” she said softly. “Seven men.”
"I'm sorry, I think I misheard that," Victoria frowned at the screen. "It sounded like you said seven men."
She nodded. “I did. Seven amazing men.” She smiled wistfully.
Carlee, who had her tea cup poised at her mouth moved, and dumped tea into her lap. “Ah, fuck!”
"What the fuck?" Fiona was staring at the screen, her jaw dropped. "Seven?"
"How?" Victoria screeched. "Stop this coy shit and start at the beginning!"
"What the fuck?" Fiona whispered again.
“Starting at the beginning...” She laughed. “That’s a bit of history there.” She shook her head. How much to tell them? “Well, I met them three years ago. Halloween weekend.”
“Hold up, that’s what you are doing Halloween weekend? Seven hot dudes?” Carlee had recovered enough to be indignant. “Fuck beans, how the hell is that fair?”
"Wait!" Victoria was literally screeching. "You've been fucking seven guys for three years and you're only just telling us about it now?! What kind of shitty friend does that?!"
"It's a cult, isn't it?" Fiona said, sobering. "That's why you didn't say anything. You've been inducted into some cult that passes you around like a sex toy."
Petra scrunched up her nose. Fi was closest to the truth. “I mean... I’m not in a cult,” she offered. “And I’m not passed around as a sex toy.” Okay, that was stretching it.
"There's a 'but' coming," Fiona sighed. "And that's probably exactly what you would say if you were in a cult. Do you need an intervention?"
“No but ,” she offered. “I met them three years ago, and we got on, and we get it on, no strings,” she swallowed, “before this year once a year...Halloween.”
“So what happened this year?” Carlee asked.
“We all decided we wanted more.”
“Okay, but...how did you guys get together?”
“It was a party here.”
“Since when do you go to parties?” Carlee frowned.”
She shrugged. “My first year here, I went with a friend...” She smirked.
“She left after a bit, and it was kinda cool...they were masked and all. It was very Eyes Wide Shut really and there was not one chance I wasn’t going to miss out on that.
” Okay, it wasn’t completely the truth, but it wasn’t a lie.
"And they're all just okay with it?" Fiona was frowning. "You managed to find seven guys at one party that don't mind sharing?"
"What the hell kind of parties are you going to?" Victoria was still screeching. "And why didn't you invite us?"
She laughed at Victoria. “Girl, it wasn’t like I found this shit on my own.” She looked to Fiona. “They are friends, brothers of a sort. Grew up much like us...together, and alone and they...well, they share things. Me being one of them.”
“Okay, this sounds like a goddamn romance novel, but they aren’t hurting you, right?”
Define hurt? she thought and then shook her head. “No. I wouldn’t be in this three years if they were,” she offered. “I mean I’m clearly a deviant, but I don’t have a death wish.”
"It still sounds like a cult," Fiona said doubtfully. "A bunch of guys growing up together and alone and sharing everything? How is it not a cult?"
"What difference does it make?" The decibels were coming down but Victoria was still clearly overexcited. "How does it work? Do you have massive orgies? Do they fuck each other as well? Details!"
She laughed again. “No orgies, they aren’t like that, they are all hetero, but they have learned that one between them all keeps them bonded.
” She smiled. “As to how it works? Well, I have time with each of them and it’s.
..well, it’s delightful. I’m something different for each of them, and they are something different for me.
” She smiled again, wistful. “You know it’s refreshing to have a man be something, not all things?
Like if he’s something, he can’t drop the ball on the other things, making him so very good at being that one thing. ”
"Not even one orgy?" Victoria looked disappointed. "Well, fine, I guess. You do you. I'm still pissed you didn't tell us this before."
“No orgy yet.” She shook her head. “We have had limited time together up until this point. Though we have a weekend away coming up. One of them has a birthday and we are going away for it, to celebrate properly. As to why I didn’t tell you guys,” she looked to each of them in turn and then shrugged. “I didn’t know how originally...”
“And now?” Carlee asked.
“Now I need you guys to know, because they are precious to me, and things are going past some naughty, kinky sex.”
“I knew it! Tons of kinky sex!” Carlee fist pumped. “Spill.”
“It’s not that simple,” she offered.
Fiona was still staring moodily at the camera, obviously unsure about the situation, but Victoria had no such reservations.
"Why are you being stingy about the details?
Do they have dick measuring contests? What are their names?
Are they employed? Any of them have funky kinks?
Piercings? Tattoos? You're killing us here! "
“Dick measuring contests...not that I know of. Names? Leo, Emerson, Easton, Finn, Carter, Kendrix, and Jack. Employed? Yes, two of them own their own companies, one’s an artist, one is an accountant, and three of them work in animal welfare,” she started.
"Well don't stop there," Victoria said, making a gimme-gimme motion.
“Kinks? Well, let’s see...there’s the fire kink, which is really hot...and the toy kink...the oral kink. Ooh and one of my guys has a real hard-on for blaspheming.” She giggled. “Another likes to chase me like he’s a movie slasher...”
"Okay, now I know you're just making this shit up," Victoria said. "That kind of stuff doesn't happen outside of books."
“It does in my life.” She smirked at her friend. “One of my guys is into piercings, too.”
"As in he has them or he wants you to get them?" Victoria asked.
She grinned. “Both. His kink is very specific...you remember that time we went to the fetish show, and they did the workshop on erotic needling?”
"You let him stab you with needles?" Fiona was definitely unhappy. "Some guy you picked up at a party and have only met three times? How are you all being so cool with this?"
“Fi...” She sighed. “Look, being with them I have been able to explore things...things any vanilla guy wouldn’t dream of.
..things that I have found that I like. Honestly?
Back then I was interested but where the fuck was I going to explore that?
He let me explore that with someone that knows how to do it right. ”
"Don't give me that face," Fiona replied primly. "I'm just worried about you. Are you sure he's being safe? Do you know how he stores and sanitizes his needles? How do you know he's not sharing them around his other fuck buddies and giving you hepatitis? Someone has to ask these questions."
"She is kinda right," Victoria agreed reluctantly. "But you'd know if he wasn't safe, right?"
She nodded. “Fi, I’m not dumb. He’s always safe and everyone has always been tested.” She smiled. “I’m safe, and I’m happy.”
“Well, I wanna know how I could be happy,” Carlee said. “Seven men sounds like a lot but...”
"Yeah, where do we sign up for the sex parties?" Victoria demanded.
“In your cities? I don’t know.” She laughed and shook her head. “But honestly, you guys would get into something like this? Really? I thought you were one man kinda girls.”
Carlee scoffed. “You kidding? College I was less into dudes and more into girls.” She grinned. “Though I did enjoy the occasional orgy, and before you even disapprove, Fi, they weren’t with the shitty jocks. Goth boys had all the skills.”
"Lay off it," Fiona snapped. "I don't have a problem with fucking around, or with orgies for that matter.
I've done my fair share of non-vanilla snacking.
You don't get to judge me as a prude because I'm worried that one of our best friends let some guy she only met a couple of times stick needles into her.
I'm allowed to be worried, and frankly I'm concerned that you aren't."
"Hey, now," Victoria soothed. "No one is saying you're a prude—"