22. Willow
22
WILLOW
I close my eyes and let Skyhigh wash my hair. It feels like my insides are melting into a hot, gooey mess as his fingers massage my scalp. I almost don’t notice the way his cock keeps bumping into my hip when he moves. Almost. I try to play it cool, but I don’t think I’m very good at it.
I have to concentrate on standing, as my body wants to collapse and just let him do whatever magic it is that he does with those powerful fingers. I have to put my palms flat against the shower wall so I don't just slide to the bottom of the tub like jello.
When I moan, deep, deep in my chest, he chuckles. “Feeling better?”
“What do you think?”
He laughs under his breath as he picks my loofa out of my shower basket and soaps it up. When it drags down my back, I moan. When he washes over and under my breasts, the rough texture of the loofa over my nipples makes my knees weak. I arch my back and lean into the wall as he washes my hips and ass reverently, scrubbing first the outsides and then the insides of my thighs. He pulls me close, his thick cock pressing into the small of my back while he slides it down my belly, his other hand caressing my breast. By the time the water starts to run cool, I want nothing more than to have him deep inside me. Shower, bed, right here in the tub if that's what he wants. I've never been this horny in my life.
I turn quickly, stretching to my tiptoes as I press myself against him. Skyhigh’s tall enough that the head of his cock nearly bumps into the bottoms of my breasts. His hands go to my waist, steadying me, and then his mouth is on mine and I forget to breathe, too obsessed with devouring him like a starving woman. His slides against mine, claiming my mouth. He's so warm, so strong, so… present.
“Looks like you might want something? What did I tell you about using your voice?” Blackout says in a husky rumble from just outside the shower. I’d honestly forgotten that we’re four in here and not just two.
“I… I want…” I look up at Skyhigh, knowing exactly what I want to say. What I want to beg him to do. “I think I’m ready for the next lesson,” I say thickly.
“Dragon,” Skyhigh says simply, not taking his eyes off me, and I'm yanked right out of the shower and into the taller biker’s arms.
He's naked too, I realize. And hard as granite. I glance down and my mouth waters. His erection is deliciously long, curving up towards his stomach, and I realize that the tail of the dragon actually ends on his shaft. I touch the ink in wonder, and he makes an animalistic noise deep in his throat.
Blackout has one of my towels, holding it open so Dragon can roll me from his arms right into Blackout's. They bundle me up, and carry me to the bedroom. I laugh as he unrolls me onto the bed and I land on my back. The laugh dies in my throat as I look up to see three naked, incredibly hard bikers surrounding me like starving men at a feast.
I chew my lip nervously while I take in the view. So many muscles, so much ink, so many scars. So many… inches.
They climb on, Skyhigh on my left, Blackout on my right, and Dragon coming up between my legs. None of them touch me… yet, but as I look from one to the other, seeing the horny gleam in their eyes, the hardness of their cocks and the way they've got me completely surrounded, I don't think it'll be long.
“This is my lesson, right?” I ask playfully.
They nod.
“I think for my book I need to know how to describe what it’s like to have more than one man in the scene.”
Skyhigh grins. “I think we can help you figure that out. What do you think, guys?”
Blackout strokes a hand up my damp hip. “I think that’s smart. One-on-one is fine if you want to keep things tame, but if you really wanna fire up your readers, just one cock can't be enough, right?” He slides the flat of his palm over my nipple, barely touching. I shift without thinking about it, wanting to feel more of him.
Dragon leans right in close to my ear and says in a low voice, “It’s the least you can do, but I bet we can make the most out of it.”
“God, yes,” I release in a sharp breath that I've been holding in while they spoke. “But…”
“If you want, but that’s more of an advanced class,” Skyhigh teases.
“I didn’t mean that! I just—” I sigh, my insecurities peeking out. “Look, I need to say this. If we have sex, and I don’t… you know, it’s not your fault. I’m sure I’ll still have a great time.”
“Baby, you came on my hand from nothing but a little rubbing,” Dragon says dryly.
“And you came all over my fucking mouth, no problem.” Blackout adds.
Skyhigh leans in. “Relax. Have you considered that maybe it’s not you there’s a problem with? I think you’ve just been with poor fucking excuses for men and they turned it into your fucking problem so they didn’t have to try harder.”
“No, I—” Is he right?
“And just to make sure we get the party started. Sit back and enjoy the ride,” Dragon rumbles. “Gimme a fucking pillow. Baby, lift your hips.” He slips it underneath, then yanks me to the edge of the bed so he can kneel in front of it and spread my thighs, opening me up for him. Normally I'd say give a girl a chance to warm up a little, but they've got me so hot that I'm probably dripping on the sheets already.
He lowers himself so he can slide his thick tongue through my pussy, stopping on top of my clit to swirl it around. He licks with authority, holding me so firmly that I can't move and he can play exactly the way he wants.
And then he does it again, sending my thoughts flying.
I moan, and Skyhigh takes the opportunity to kiss me, his beard tickling my chin. Based on all two of my experiences, I’m definitely a fan of receiving oral, but having someone to kiss, too? It makes it hard to overthink, and that allows me to just feel, magnifying the intensity by ten.
A hot mouth covers one of my nipples and sucks. I groan into Skyhigh’s mouth as Blackout plays with my breasts, swirling his thick tongue around their sensitive tips, and leaving trails of kisses going down one peak and up the other. He blows softly across my nipple, sending chills straight to my pussy.
Skyhigh kisses around my lips and then down my jawline, all the way back to my ear, which he nibbles while he whispers encouragement to me.
“Your tits look fucking amazing.”
“Spread your legs for him, baby.”
“Good girl.”
“I wanna be so fucking deep inside you.”
“I wanna feel you come around me.”
Dragon captures my pussy lips in his teeth, a little nip or two, and then kisses it better, right before he drives his tongue right through my middle and slides the broad, flat, textured surface of his tongue across my clit. I move to put my hands in his hair, but get stopped.
Blackout captures first one of my wrists in his big hand, and then the other before pinning them up behind me on the mattress. “I wanna tie you up while I fuck you. What do you think of that?” he growls.
It sounds terrifying, but I trust him, and the blindfold was really hot, so… “You're the teacher,” I whisper, punctuated by a sharp gasp when Dragon pushes his tongue into me.
Skyhigh chuckles at that. “Are you going to come for teacher like a good girl, Willow?”
“Which one?” I tease back.
“All of them.” Skyhigh swings a leg over to straddle my ribs, so his big dick looms over me, while Blackout moves towards the headboard behind me.
Skyhigh presses his dick down into the valley between my breasts, then grabs one in each hand and squeezes them together around him. His big hands almost completely envelop them, his thumbs resting on my nipples, brushing softly back and forth, almost in time with Dragon's broad swipes behind him. Skyhigh pushes forwards, just a little, and the thick head of him emerges, slick and glistening. He pulls out, uses his hand to spread his precum along his length and then puts it back, sliding even easier this time. And then he starts fucking my breasts while teasing my nipples and grinning down at me.
I never even knew that was a thing, but it feels dirty. Naughty. And the way he keeps his fingers working, it feels really good.
Blackout wraps both of my hands around his length. “Just squeeze a little,” he rasps. “I'll do the rest.” He uses my hands to stroke himself, in long, languid movements. With all three of them vying for my attention at once, it's just as well that they take charge, because it’s a lot .
I can't really look at Blackout, just feel the slickness he's leaking spreading onto my fingers, but I've got a front row seat to Skyhigh aiming at my face with every stroke. I try to crane my neck and give it a little lick, but with my hands restrained behind me, I can't reach.
He laughs and leans forwards so it's right in front of me. “Want a taste?”
Curious, I swipe my tongue across the tip, loving the soft moan he lets out. A little salty, but mostly it just tastes like skin. Like Skyhigh. He pushes a little closer, and after a moment of decision, I envelop the whole head with my mouth. I explore it, tracing the ridge gently, figuring out how to make him feel good. This time it's a throaty groan telling me I'm on the right track. He falls back out when I gasp as Dragon slips a finger inside me and Skyhigh thrusts back between my breasts. “Not gonna distract you while you got so much going on. You can make it up to me later.” He makes it sound like he's doing me a favor, but I don't mind. I like making him feel good.
And Skyhigh's right. Doing is hard when all three of them are using me in such different ways. Blackout hisses when I squeeze him a little too tight, but it's hard to keep track of everything all the time. The fire they lit in the shower is about to boil over. My breath grows ragged and my heart beats faster. My moans louder. All my senses growing more vivid, like I can feel more, hear more, taste more.
There’s a quivering sensation deep in my core, spreading slowly to fill every inch of my body. I shut my eyes, groaning as my back arches entirely on its own. My toes curl, and then my first orgasm of the night hits me with a force I didn't expect. I moan out loud, pressing my shoulder blades into the mattress and my hips thrust up so I can writhe on Dragon’s tongue and fingers. I see colors that fade to bright white as I drift. There's just me, floating, while Dragon works some kind of eldritch magic between my thighs. Skyhigh brushes his fingers over my nipples, giving them little tugs, and Blackout holds me down so I don’t float away. Finally, I drop to the bed, spent.
That was intense.
The pretense of them giving me lessons is getting harder to stick to. There's more going on between us than just that. I might not know every biker in the world, but I’m pretty sure what I feel is about them as men, not just them being sexy, tattooed bikers. That’s just the three cherries on top. But is this something I would want long term? They live rough, and dangerous, I'm starting to understand that. But other women seem to manage. Could I? All I know is that for now, I'm going to enjoy every new experience and not think too hard about when it might end.
When I open my eyes, I find all three of them watching me. I might not be sure where this is eventually headed, but I do know what I want right now, and with the glow of my climax still making me brave, I don’t mind asking. “So, is someone going to fuck me?”
Dragon and Blackout shift out of the way as Skyhigh kneels on the mattress between my legs. Blackout tosses something his way, and a quick tear of plastic later, he's ready, looming over me and sliding the thick tip of his cock up and down between my folds. I groan as a tiny zing of pleasure shudders through me.
Now that the moment has come, it’s a little scary. “I've never… I mean, I have, but no one as big as you.”
His smile is so dirty it should be illegal. “Girl, you can tell me that all day.”
Then he nudges himself forwards, just enough to notch the head in my opening. God, even that feels huge. It's like it's my first time all over again. And when he works himself inside, a little in, a little out, a little more in, my fingers fist the comforter. It's a stretch, but it's sooooo good. Makes me know that he's really, really there, filling me up.
Dragon captures one breast in his mouth, giving me another thing to think about before Blackout latches on to the other one, and I'm drowning in the trio of sensations. I relax my hands and slide my fingers into their hair on either side, feeling the difference between Dragon’s silky strands, and Blackout’s wild curls. I grip both of them tight, making sure they don't go anywhere. Because where they are now is just perfect, while Skyhigh works more and more of him inside me.
Pleasure ripples through me. I was already so swollen and sensitive from coming, so the feel of Skyhigh inside me is so much more intense than I’m used to. Someone's hand strokes my hip, and I don't even know whose it is. I shiver and cling to them like I might float right off my bed if I let go.
Skyhigh’s hips finally press against mine as he seats himself fully inside. I can't believe I've taken all of him. The fit is so tight that I swear I can feel the pulsing of his thick veins. When he moves, I rock with him, and God, it's so good.
Sliding my hand down Dragon's tight abs, I find his hip and hard ass. Searching forwards, I find his thickness jutting. He's the only one who hasn't gotten at least a little attention, so I wrap my fingers around him and stroke. He moans softly, hips thrusting ever so slightly into my hand. I blink up at him. “Is there anything I can do?”
“Flip her,” Skyhigh orders, backing off so just a little of him is still inside me, while Blackout and Dragon literally lift me and spin me until I'm on my hands and knees. They work together like a well-oiled machine, Skyhigh never even falling out. And when I'm stable, he grabs my hips in his big hands and pushes right back in, taking my breath away. So, so thick.
Dragon gets on his knees in front of me, putting me face to face with one of the biggest cocks I've ever seen. There’s no point in comparing them, but it's thick and veiny, and right at the tip, a bead of precum has gathered. Reaching for him, I smooth the drop down and use it to make the head slick. He groans at my touch, and again when I lean forward to give it a lick. Skyhigh thrusts firmly enough to drive me forwards, like it's a hint, so I open my mouth and take Dragon inside.
I get my lips around Dragon, and slide my tongue under the head, but there's not a ton of room for moving back and forth. And with Skyhigh fucking me from the other end, I have to concentrate to take both of them at once. Still, after a little bit, we find a rhythm, and they rock me back and forth between them. Deep in my pussy, then bumping against my throat, then back into my pussy, while I do my best to just keep up.
Blackout puts a couple of pillows under me so he can put his head on them and get my nipples into his mouth, switching back and forth between them, and I'm in Heaven. Skyhigh slides in and out of me with wet slippery sounds that only get louder as my excitement grows. I moan around Dragon's cock, and he moans in response. I think the vibrations are getting to him. And with Blackout's talented tongue teasing my breasts, I think I'm going to explode.
Again.
One of them, I’m not sure if it’s Blackout or Skyhigh, reaches a hand between my legs and teases my clit. I’m so close already, that all it takes is that tiny touch to shatter me into a million pieces. I come apart around them, clenching down on Skyhigh and making him curse. Hands hold my hips, holding me in place. Dragon has his thick fingers buried in my hair, guiding my motions. I’ve never felt an orgasm while being totally full. It’s the same, but totally different, more intense, and I can feel even the smallest movement of Skyhigh inside me.
He thrusts faster, which keeps me riding my orgasm, while Dragon growls deep in his chest. Suddenly, my mouth is flooded as he goes over the edge. It spills out of my mouth because I’m too distracted to prepare. And then it's Skyhigh’s turn to groan as he pushes deep and holds himself there. He lets out a long, slow groan while he pulses and flexes inside me. The idea of him filling me, making a mess in me, hits like an aftershock, making me quiver around him.
When he pulls out, I drop to the bed and roll over, catching my breath. Blackout kneels next to me, jerking himself hard while his hungry gaze roams over me. “Your tits,” he groans and leans forward.
Understanding at the last moment, I push them together, providing a target and breathing hard as I watch. It’s the first time I’ve actually watched a guy just make himself come. Or felt it on me.
Blackout moans deeply, then pushes through his tight fist so the head is almost touching my breasts. Thick spurts of white cum spatter onto my flesh, painting me with burning hot stripes, marking me as his. He pulses, over and over. I had no idea guys could come that much. By the time the last couple of drops drip from his swollen tip, my breasts are glistening, thick cum sliding down the sides and towards my belly button.
“Wow,” I whisper as he settles back on his heels breathing heavily.
“Fuck, you're so goddamn hot,” he lets out between strained breaths.
I run my fingers through the cum on my breasts, spreading it around and getting used to the slippery texture while it cools on my skin. I smile up at them, feeling like the heroine in my own romance novel.
“I think I need another shower.”