6. A Sticky Mess
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What do I do now? Webster has made it perfectly clear, we’ve gone as far as we’re going to go. But he also wants more. And I know Kelly and Royal want more. I definitely want more. More of them. More of us. More of everything.
Jake and I aren’t children anymore. I know, deep down, he would just want his sister and his friends to be happy. If they found that happiness together, wouldn’t that be something to celebrate?
Maybe if it was only one of his friends. That would be easier to accept. I don’t know how my brother would feel about me dating more than one guy, no matter who they are. At least, if they’re his friends, he knows he can trust them to treat me right.
My god, would Webster, Kelly, and Royal treat me right.
I’ve never fantasized about having sex with more than one man at a time, but I can’t imagine anything else anymore.
All those hands and lips on my skin. A cock for every hole, filling me up so full.
Hot water rains down on me from the shower head. I put my face under the stream to relive the shower of cum they shot all over me.
I can’t live my life without knowing that feeling again and again. It’s too good to give up so easily.
As soon as I’m clean, I step out of the shower. After patting myself dry with the fluffy white towel, I toss it aside, leave my clothes on the shelf beside the sink as I exit the bathroom completely naked.
“What the...” Kelly says, choking on his orange juice.
“Holy shit.” Royal sets down his fork, turning to watch me cross the kitchen to join them at the table.
“Go put your clothes on. Right now,” Webster orders, slamming a fist on the table.
Ignoring him, I sit at the place setting already made up for me, pick up and take a bite of the strip of bacon that sat next to the small stack of waffles, like nothing is out of the ordinary.
I catch Royal out of the corner of my eye, smirking as he picks his fork up and starts eating again. Kelly still cautiously eyes Webster.
“I’m serious, Melody. If you don’t get your ass back in that bathroom and put some clothes on—“
“What? What are you going to do? You’ve made it perfectly clear nothing more is going to happen between the four of us this weekend. Why should my attire or lack there of matter? We’re all adults here. In fact, it’s quite warm, why don’t you all join me?”
Royal snorts a laugh and Kelly bites back a smile.
The fire in Webster’s eyes burns so bright, fear licks up my spine, telling me to run before I get burned.
“You want to know what I’ll do?” Plates rattle and drinks spill across the table when Webster stands up faster than his chair can get out from under him as he marches around the table. “I’ll show you what I do to bratty little girls who don’t do what they’re told.” Grabbing my wrist, he lifts me to my feet. After swiping one hand across the table to clear it, he bends me over the edge, smearing my tits in the mess before using his other hand to spank my ass so hard I’m sure it raises welts.
“I’m not a little girl. I’m older than you,” I yell, fighting against his grip on the back of my neck, holding me bent over the table as he swats my ass again.
“Hold her still,” Webster barks.
Kelly and Royal stand on the other side of the table and pull my arms straight out in front of me so my chest and stomach are flat on the table as they each hold one of my wrists.
Webster’s hand lingers on my stinging skin a little longer after each smack. Almost turning into a caress. I’m so fucking wet. I can’t help but push my ass up into his touch, trying to guide his hand closer to my needy cunt.
“Why you acting like a spoiled little brat? You want Daddy to punish you?” Webster’s hand comes down again. This time his fingers slip through my slit, too quickly for me to tell if it was on purpose or not, before he takes them away.
Hoping it was on purpose, I answer, “No, Daddy.”
Webster gently places a hand on my ass. He rubs the cheek in circles, trying to sooth the ache. “Please be a good girl. Daddy doesn’t want to hurt his Little Mouse. You know that, right?”
I nod. Blinking back tears, I ask, “What does Daddy want to do to his Little Mouse?”
Webster growls. His soothing circles stop and his fingers grip my hip.
Before I know it, Webster’s behind me, his cock driving into my soaking wet pussy.
Grunting, and gripping my hips, Webster pounds into me.
Kelly and Royal hold their position and my wrists firmly to the table, but their eyes are on me, soft and sweet.
“You’re a good girl.” Kelly reaches out his free hand to push my still-wet hair out of my eyes.
“You’re our good girl, Sunshine,” Royal confirms.
“We’ll take good care of you, Little Mouse.” Webster runs a hand up my spine.
Kelly and Royal nod their agreement.
When Webster drags his hand back down, he doesn’t stop at the small of my back. He slides his hand around my waist, finding my slippery clit with his fingertips. “Come on, Little Mouse. Come for Daddy,” he says, circling my clit, making my pussy pulse around his thick cock as it pistons deep inside.
Only a few more strokes and I milk Webster’s cock. His body jerks as he comes with me.
My pussy is still clenching when Webster takes hold of my wrist and Kelly takes Webster’s place behind me.
“Oh, fuck.” I wince as Kelly’s thick tip stretches my entrance. “You’re so big.”
“Good thing Daddy got you nice and sloppy, huh?” Webster coos, a coy smile spread on his lips. “Or Kel would hurt even more than my hand across your ass. We wouldn’t want that, would we? You think you learned your lesson, Little Mouse?”
“Yes, Daddy.” I wince again as Kelly pushes all the way in and his hips slap against my ass.
“You promise to be a good girl from now on? Do as Daddy says so he doesn’t need to punish his Little Mouse?”
“I promise, Daddy. I’ll be a good girl.”
“Fuck yeah, you will,” Kelly growls and grinds against me, rubbing his hands all over my ass and back and up my sides to caress the sides of my boobs, squeezing out where they’re pancaked to the table and covered in juice and waffles soaked with butter and syrup. The sensation of all the textures coming together on my bare skin makes my pussy flutter, greedy for another orgasm.
“Damn, baby girl’s got a tight, juicy cunt.” Kelly grunts and thrusts his hips, forcing a squeak from my throat. “Takes this big cock like a fucking pro.”
“Because she’s a good girl,” Webster says, running a hand up and down my arm.
Royal kisses the back of my hand before looking me in my eyes. “Our good girl.”
I love how Royal doesn’t let me forget that all three of them are claiming me. I don’t have to choose. They won’t fight over who gets to be with me. Even though they’re taking me one at a time, we’re all in this together.
“Need you to come around Kelly’s monster cock, Little Mouse,” Webster says.
“I’m close.”
Kelly’s so big that he has no trouble hitting my G-spot in this position.
“You want Daddy to help?”
“Yes, Daddy.” I don’t think Kelly needs help making me come, but I’m not about to refuse the opportunity to find out how exactly Webster plans on helping.
“Help us out here, Roy,” Webster says, gesturing for Royal to follow him around the table to join Kelly and me.
It doesn’t take a verbal command for Kelly and Royal to know what Webster has planned. Like a well oiled machine they move effortlessly into position.
First, Kelly backs us away from the table a few inches, firmly gripping my hips to keep them locked against his. His cock buried to the hilt inside of me. Then, Royal, now naked himself, lifts my upper body, pinning my back to Kelly’s chest as Webster drops to his knees between us, taking hold of my knees and hooking my legs over his shoulders as he buries his tongue in my slit to lick my clit.
We’re a wet, sticky mess, but it’s worth it for the luscious pleasure of Kelly’s monster cock inside of me, Webster’s tongue licking through me, and Royal’s mouth, sucking on my tits, heavy with need.
“Oh, yes! Yes!” I scream as I come again, squeezing the life out of the Kelly’s python-sized dick, but failing to make him come.
And I couldn’t be happier. Because he held out, I get the gift of Kelly, the bear of a man that he his, lifting me off his still-hard cock, turning me around just to spear me on it again, facing him as he sits on the edge of the table.
“You ever been fucked here, Little Mouse?” Webster rings my rear entrance with the tip of his finger.
“No, but I can take it.”
Just when I didn’t think I could get any wetter, Webster grips the back of my neck, pulling my mouth to his, kissing me deeper than I’ve ever been kissed before.
With his mouth cemented to mine, Royal positions himself behind me. His wet tip prodding my puckered hole.
“Relax, Sunshine,” Royal says as he pushes slowly inside, making all of my muscles tense with the electricity exploding from the nerves he excites as he stretches my virgin star.
Royal has barely breached my entrance and already I’m so full I feel like I’m going to burst.
Kelly shudders and moans with every short stroke of Royal’s cock as he works his way in, rubbing Kelly’s fat shaft inside of me.
“You’re doing so good, baby girl.” Kelly threads his fingers in my hair, guiding me to face him before kissing me full on the mouth.
His kiss is like warm honey, spreading from my lips, all over my body.
“Fuck, yeah,” Royal breathes as he pushes all the way into me as I relax and fully submit to them.
“I knew one weekend would never be enough,” he whispers as Kelly and Royal pump in alternating rhythms in my neighboring holes. “We’re never going to be done with you.”
“It feels so good. I never want it to end.” Tears well in my eyes. Cinnamon, maple, and sex fill the air around us and I lose all sense of where I end and they begin as we slip against each other. Our breakfast smeared between our naked bodies only adding fuel to the erotic fire I never want to extinguish.
“It never will,” Webster promises, looking deeply into my eyes. “You’re ours now, Little Mouse.”
“Told you,” Royal says, turning my head to look back at him before he seals our fate with a soul shattering kiss as he and Kelly come together, filling me so full it leaks out from both holes and drips down my thighs.
“What the actual fuck is going on here?”
All four of us whip our heads toward the new voice in the room. “Jake,’ I gasp, wide-eyed.
My brother’s brow furrows. His jaw clenches as he grinds his teeth. I keep waiting for him to charge over, rip all three of them away and start beating the shit out of them. Not sure how that would actually work, three against one. Maybe they’d take it. I’m sure Webster believes they deserve it.
Instead, my brother just drops his bags inside the door, turns and walks back outside.
“I need to talk to him,” I say, struggling to break the connection with Kelly and Royal. My body aches. I want to savor this connection, but I have to go to Jake. Explain.
“We’re coming with you,” Webster insists.
“No. Please. I need to do this alone.”
Webster frowns, but nods, helping me to stand and taking Kelly’s shirt off the back of the chair next to him before pulling it down over my head. “We’ll be right here if you need us.” Webster leans in and places a kiss on my forehead.
“I’m so sorry, Web,” I whisper between us. “I didn’t listen. I—.”
Webster shushes me gently and kisses me again. “You didn’t do anything wrong. I knew from the moment I opened that closet door, this is where we’d end up. I was a fool to try and fight it.”
“You’ll always be our sunshine,” Royal says, standing next to us, leaning down to kiss the top of my head.
“Love you, baby girl,” Kelly says, mirroring Royal’s kiss on the other side of my head.
“You love me?” I look into each of their eyes. “All of you?”
Royal smiles. “Damn right.”
With Webster’s lips touching my forehead, he whispers, “With all of my heart.”
“I thought I was crazy, but now… Yeah. I love you all, too.” If this was just a fling, I’d accept my brother’s fury, apologize, and let them go. But this is so much more than that. For the first time, I can see a future and it’s with these three men. If my brother loves me, he won’t deny me a lifetime of happiness. He’ll understand.