Chapter 6
6
Tanya
H oly shit. I know I should scream and protest. There’s no way that this could be legal because it’s sexual blackmail! Sexual slavery even! I should bring a complaint … but to whom, exactly? To the rent stabilization board? The DA? The mayor’s office? Even if I did, I’d probably lose my apartment anyways because these things always take forever to wind their way through the proper channels. The truth is that my neighbors have me in a pickle, and they know it. Hell, I know it, too.
But at the same time, I have to admit that I’m intrigued by their words because Chris, James, and Carl are godawful handsome. All three are incredibly athletic and built, and I’ve seen them working out in the ground floor yard multiple times. It’s a small space so there isn’t much more to do than lift weights, but still. These guys are ripped and beefy, like a Playgirl model come to life.
And yet, I won’t give in just like that. After all, I’m Tanya Smead, and no one gets the best of me. As a result, I cock my head to the side and throw them a seductive glance.
“So you want a piece of me, huh?”
The three men chuckle deep in their chests, their eyes going dark with desire.
“Very much so, sweetheart. We’ve been observing your little rituals for a while now, and they’re very fetching.”
I frown for a moment.
“Wait a minute. How long have you been watching me?”
James shrugs.
“Long enough. We liked what we saw, that’s for sure. In fact, we loved what we saw, and are very intrigued.”
I smile then, suddenly emboldened by his words.
“Well, I can give you more of what you witnessed,” I mewl. “No moonlight needed, even.”
“A sunlight ritual, then?” James drawls, his blue eyes sharp. “What do you mean?”
“Yeah, we could call it that,” I agree, standing at the table. “It’s evening at the moment, so a bit dusky but that’s okay. There’s enough light to worship.”
Then, I prance out to the center of the roof, smiling at the men before me. They stare hungrily, unable to tear their eyes from my curves. Good, because I’m going to give them what they want … and more .
With a graceful sway of my hips, I begin to dance. My hips sway to the left, and then to the right, and without breaking eye contact, I lift my arms to the sky, tilting them towards the descending sun.
“Oh Mother,” I chant. “Oh Father. I beseech you. Show me how to please these men, Heavenly Parents.”
For a few moments, I close my eyes and merely commune with the spirits around me. Warmth blossoms in my chest and a tingling feeling begins between my thighs. My nipples harden and suddenly, I know what I should do.
My lashes lift again, and I smile seductively at the men before me. Still swaying, my fingers undo my topknot so that the blonde curls tumble over my shoulders, and then I reach behind myself to undo the zipper at the back of the patchwork dress. It’s a modest outfit, actually, loose and comfortable. But the best part of these tent-like dresses is that with one zip, it’s off. Sure enough, the fabric slithers down my frame immediately, leaving me clad in nothing but a pink bra and tiny pink panties.
“Holy shit,” Chris rasps, his eyes glued to the wet patch at my crotch.
“Goddamn, baby, you’re gorgeous,” James murmurs worshipfully, staring at my big breasts.
I giggle and sway again, turning so that I’m facing away from the three men. Then, I reach in back of myself to unbuckle my bra, letting the lace drop before turning back to them. The three men inhale sharply, taking in my huge bust. That’s right, I’ve got a set of generous Double D’s, and the ivory flesh bounces and jiggles slightly as I tease the men.
“You like what you see?” I purr. “There’s more.”
I tug at my nipples with my fingers, showing off the hard pink crests, before pinching each nipple and then shaking the big ivory bags of cream, making them wiggle, jiggle, and bounce about. Meanwhile, my three neighbors moan headily.
“Oh shit,” James grunts.
“Fuuuuck,” Chris hisses.
“I’m going to come,” Carl rasps. After all, the big man’s undone his fly and that huge member sits in his palm, already beginning to drip.
“So soon, Daddy?” I coo flirtatiously. “It looks so enormous already, and I just started.”
“This is all for you, sweetheart,” he grinds out, watching as I continue squeezing my nipples. “But keep dancing because we want to see everything. I’ll hold it in somehow.”
I know exactly what these men want, and not only that, but I have a surprise for them too. Still smiling in their direction, I gently reach between the vee of my thighs and pull the gusset of my panties to the side, revealing the sopping pink slit of my pussy.
“Oh my god, my kitty’s so wet!” I cry with mock surprise. “She’s swollen too.”
“Fuck you’re beautiful,” Chris grinds out. “Let us see even more.”
“Even more?” I coo. “I can do that for you, big boy.”
Then, I slip my panties all the way off my legs, leaving the lace in a heap on the floor. Bending over, I pull my butt cheeks apart, showing off my tight holes.
“This is for you, Daddies,” I whisper with my head between my thighs. “This is all for you.”
The men grunt and groan, all three of them squeezing themselves now. In fact, there’s so much fluid oozing from their dicktips that long strings of semen connect their cocks to the floor.
“Oh shit,” Carl groans again. “Fuck me.”
“No, not yet,” I say in a coquettish tone. “Because I have something special for you tonight. Remember how I said I like to commune with nature? Well, I’ll show you how it works. You’ve seen me perform before, but tonight, it’s going to be even more special.”
Then, I dance over to the table before picking up the cactus I brought. It’s a mid-size plant, and shaped like a fat cylinder. It’s maybe nine inches long, and about three inches in diameter with skin the color of a lime. Not only that, but I’ve plucked all of its needles out so that the surface is relatively smooth with just a few bumpy parts.
“Do you like what you see?” I ask, gently skimming my fingers over the smooth surface of the plant. “I think this could be fun. Don’t you agree?”
“Oh shit,” Chris gasps, his eyes practically popping out of his head.
“Are you fucking serious?” James hisses, his hand going like a blur on his cock now. “Hell yeah.”
Carl doesn’t even speak. He merely grits his teeth as he rubs one out, his eyes fixed on my curvy form.
“Oh, I’m serious,” I say coquettishly. “I’m always serious when it comes to my spiritual practice.”
Then, I set the cactus down on the floor so that the huge makeshift dildo points straight at my pussy. It’s thick, green, and at least nine-inches, making my pussy weep with anticipation. My fingers slide to my clit, massaging the hard nub, as I throw my head back.
“Mmm,” is my delicious moan. “This feels nice. This will definitely be real fun.”
“But I thought you said you were de-nuding the cactus for your cat,” Chris interrupts. “Are you fucking serious, Tanya? You don’t have to do this. Trust me, you don’t. We’ll make sure you stay housed, no matter what.”
I open my eyes, still fingering my clit as my little hole clenches with anticipation.
“No, I want to,” I purr. “That cat stuff was bullshit. I don’t even have a cat! I don’t know what you saw in the windowsill, but there was definitely no feline in my apartment. I just said that as an excuse so that I wouldn’t seem weird, plucking the needles out of this cactus. Trust me, this ceremony was part of the plan all along.”
Then, without waiting any longer, I gently lower myself so that once again, I’m in a nude squat with a plant pointed directly at my privates. I brush the top against my little hole, and moan melodiously.
“That feels so good,” I pant. “Mmm, yeah!”
Then, I begin to lower my pussy onto the cactus. It’s not easy because it’s big and green, but I’ve handled larger sizes before. I think it’s the unexpected nature of my actions that make the men gasp. They stare at me, their hands working in a blur on their cocks as slowly, the monster begins to work its way into my swollen folds.
“Mmm!” I cry out again, throwing my head back. “Yes, take me, Cactus Spirit. Mmm, fuck, you’re big!”
Okay, these words aren’t exactly the most holy. In fact, I’d say that I sound like I’m in a bad porn sometimes, but hey, it feels so good that I don’t care. I love getting my pussy breached, and right now is no exception. Slowly, I ease my kitty further and further down the length of the plant until it’s about halfway embedded. Then, I look up and throw the men another naughty smile.
“Do you like what you see?” I giggle.
The men can’t tear their eyes away from the filthy sight. There’s a nude woman before them, big boobies swaying, giggling with half a cactus jammed into her cunt. Yeah, it doesn’t get dirtier than this, and I laugh again.
“I can see the cat’s got your tongue,” I coo. “Our mystical, wonderous, fantastical cat named Misty,” I add. “Her spirit has stolen your ability to speak.”
But my sixth sense tells me that Chris, Carl and James aren’t speaking because they’re about to come. I have that effect on men sometimes. I’m such a super-slut that they blow their loads much earlier than expected—even handsome, experienced playboys like my three neighbors. Oh yeah, I take them back to the days when they were fifteen and unable to hold it in more than one minute, tops.
With a secret smile, I begin fucking myself with the cactus. I reach down between my legs and begin to plunge the cactus in and out of my steaming pussy folds while keening with pleasure.
“Oooh,” I mewl. “Oh oh oh yeah!”
“Fuck,” Chris grunts.
“Oh shit,” James grinds out.
“Goddamn!” Carl roars as a huge spray of ejaculate blasts from his dicktip into the potted plants by his feet. “Oh shit!”
That’s when all hell breaks loose. The three men bellow as they come like conquerors. They’re absolutely beastly, yet gorgeous and imposing to behold. There’s white fluid spraying everywhere – covering the bushes, the plants, and some of it even lands in the bowl of cucumber and carrot chips, if I’m not mistaken.
Meanwhile, I, too, let go. The cactus feels incredibly good, and I’ve been stretched out to the max. With a naughty smile, I reach in back of myself and gently slide one finger into my rectum, enjoying some backdoor penetration even as the cactus teases my pussy. That’s all I need. The double reaming pushes me over the edge, and with a shrill scream, I climax as well. My head falls back as my kitty and ass spasm, pulsing with delight.
“Oh!” I shriek. “Mmm, fuck!”
“Oh shit shit shit,” Carl gasps in front of me. “Fuck!”
Our grunts, groans, and cries of ecstasy rise into the air, twining about each other in a song of worship. But you know what? This is exactly what communing with nature is about. After all, I have three gorgeous men wrapped around my finger … and now it’s time to work the real magic.