Chapter 48
Winnie
I remain in the middle of the bed, sitting on my knees, still panting and wanting and needing. I glance over to the entrance to the gazebo to see Theo and Leo moving in. They’re still fully clothed. Boo .
As if reading my mind, they yank their shirts over their heads.
“Axel told us to go quick so you wouldn’t be left growing cold,” Theo says.
“Want us to warm you up, love?”
They know I do. Theo joins me first, pulling me against his gorgeous body and kissing me deeply. He touches between my legs and growls. Then he slides his thick cock inside me.
“Oh, yeah. She feels so fucking good, dude,” Theo says. He thrusts and I cry out.
I hear the pop of the lube bottle and my whole body quivers. The mattress moves and Leo climbs in, too. My nipples grow hard at Leo’s touch when his hand goes to my ass.
Theo is giving me sweet kisses, teasing my tongue and keeping me smiling, but I expect him to stop, and help me onto my knees. But he doesn’t. He holds me tenderly but tightly, against his chest as Leo crawls over our tangled legs.
Leo grips my hips in his large hands, and parts my ass cheeks with his thumbs. “Mmm…”
The air feels cool against my skin. But not for long. Theo slides out of my pussy, but keeping me pressed against him, kissing so deliciously. But as soon as I’m empty, Leo lines his cock up with my ass and pushes inside.
There’s a moment of pain as I stretch around Leo, but before anything grows worse than uncomfortable Theo is sliding into my pussy and then they’re fucking me at the same time, both wrapping me in their arms.
I’m so full. Oh, fuck. My eyes close in sheer contentment as they gently stroke me with their cocks, finding the perfect spot to elicit pure bliss.
“You like that, huh, love?” Leo chuckles, kissing my neck as he pumps into me.
Theo groans. “So fucking tight.”
Leo matches his groan. “So fucking sweet .”
So fucking perfect.
Then Theo nuzzles my mouth with his, whispering sweet words of love against my lips as he fucks me. Leo does the same along my spine, kissing, licking, and whispering. I can feel their cocks all the way through me, both of them spearing my heart and soul. It’s as if Leo and Theo are a well-oiled ecstasy machine, thrusting in unison.
“Oh my God,” I cry.
I hope Leo is enjoying my ass-wriggling because I can’t be still. I whimper as they both prepare to come, ready as well. And as they buckle and thrust, we unravel together.
I have about four-point-two seconds to recover after Theo and Leo pull out, before Cruz and Gavin pop their heads inside the gazebo. And I realize it’s not ‘recovery’ that I need. I might be rolling in the waves of orgasmic pleasure, but I’m far from sated.
The grin on Cruz’s face shows his dimples, and the wash of excitement that rushes between my legs hits even before he pulls out his bungee cords.
My eyes widen when I see them. I might have moaned. Ever since Gavin and Jack restrained me with them, my fondness for bungee cords has only grown.
“I had this thought to fill your bungee-fuck fantasy, but I’ll need Gav’s help,” he says.
Gavin gives me a wink as meanders over to the side of the bed, where I realize I’m perched eagerly. I watch as Cruz hooks the bungees around the frame of the gazebo, and after a moment, realize that Gunnar and Axel have slipped away.
Oh. Should I feel bad that I didn’t notice? Should I have said goodbye?
I think I need an Official Hammer Orgy list of rules. I’m sure Jack will be more than happy to oblige.
I don’t worry for more than a second before Gav’s mouth lands on my shoulder and his teeth find my neck and his pierced tongue trails a long, sensuous line behind my ear. In a matter of moments, he pulls me up from the bed and over to the contraption Cruz miraculously put together, what looks like a giant swing.
I am going to die. Not because it looks dangerous, which it kind of does, but because it looks like FUN. And the boys are holding their giant dick-missiles between their legs, which I can see through their jeans already look ready to blast the fuck off. Well, I am, too.
Gav picks me up and I link my arms around his neck, and wrap my legs around his waist. He grips the globes of my ass cheeks while I lick his nipple rings. We kiss as he brings me over to the Bungee Web of Pleasure or Pain (or Both?). I carry on kissing him, stopping only to kiss Cruz, as the two of them set me on the cords like I’m sitting on a swing. Cruz has that gorgeous, mischievous grin on, again and they each take turns keeping me from falling from the bungee swing and kissing me while the other undresses.
My fantasy comes true, only it’s with a delightful twist. As Cruz fucks me, bouncing me up and down in long, fast strokes, I grip Gav’s cock, stroking in the same rhythm. I’m so sensitive, having already come once, and it makes me shiver as I kiss Cruz and he thrusts up into me. I moan and cry and forget I’m even holding on to Gav until he and Cruz both come. Cruz grips me tight and jams his eyes closed, moaning as he shakes. Gav makes a hissing sound, and then his cock surges in my fist and spills over.
They’re both loose-limbed and for a moment I worry that I’ll be dropped, but another set of strong arms comes around me from behind.
“I got you, Peach. ”
Diesel shoos the others away as he untangles me from the bungee contraption.
And his smile stretches into one that is much more wicked than Cruz’s. My heart begins to slam when he turns me around and bends me forward, using the bungees to give me something to hold on to. Something to keep me upright rather than face first into the ground from weak knees as Diesel runs his fingers over my fully exposed ass.
He whistles. “Look at this sweet pink bottom.” He spreads my ass cheeks and touches me once, whistling. “Nice and ready for me. You’re so fucking hot, Win.”
I cry out when he snaps open the bottle of lube, and quiver when the cool gel touches my sore skin. It feels good. And surprisingly, it feels even better when Diesel runs his finger through the gel and then into my ass. “Like that, dirty girl? Yeah I know you do.” Then he slides into me, in one easy thrust.
I cry out for him, and cry out for Mason.
Diesel laughs. “You’re a ball of energy, tonight, aren’t you? But, baby, you have got me wrapped around your finger, tighter than these bungee cords were squeezing your ass cheeks and leaving all these pink stripes.” He gathers my hair in his hands, taming the wild red curls, and uses it to hold on to as he begins to bounce me on his cock. “Where do you want Mason, Peach?”
My mouth .
I long to say it. But I can’t tell him that. I am too breathless.
“Mason! Get in here, quick! ”
Mason comes in and begins dropping his pants as soon as he sees that I’m licking my lips, parting them for him.
“Hey, Cupcake.”
He bends before me, lining our faces up and kissing me quickly on the lips before giving me his cock. He looks into my eyes as I take him into my mouth, and gently touches my face, watching the changes my expression goes through as Diesel pulls out and thrusts back in, faster this time.
“So beautiful,” Mace whispers, as if to himself.
His cock is the perfect taste and texture, thickness and length to distract me from my impending orgasm as he begins to fuck my mouth and match Diesel’s tempo. I moan onto Mason’s cock, which causes him to moan in turn, as Diesel slowly pulls in and out.
I don’t know how long Diesel can keep fucking my ass or how he has such incredible staying power, but odds are I will not be sitting down tomorrow without a donut pillow.
I don’t care. I don’t ever want him to stop.
But even as I think that, he comes hard, with a wild and sexy shout. I think he says my name, but it’s mostly an incoherent babble.
After Diesel withdraws, I’m ready to give sucking Mason off my full attention. Then I hear Max say, “Can I give that pussy the fucking it deserves, now, princess?”
I am the textbook definition – if there is one – of sex-drunk. Fuck, I want Big Max inside me.
“Ye-ee-eess.” I moan around Mason’s cock .
Max settles into the space Diesel stood, and takes me quickly from behind. My pussy clenches from the tightness as he pushes in. We both make similar sounds of satisfaction deep in our throat. It makes us laugh, and as we do, he pushes deep inside me. And as I gasp with pleasure, I pull Mason deeper into my mouth, the head of his cock pushing into my throat.
His groan sounds tortured.
“Fuck, Win,” he hisses, carressing the top of my head. “Deep throat me once more like that and I’ll be filling your throat with my cum, like, now.”
So I do, and as he comes, he shouts, a sound like pure joy, as he pours himself into my throat.
Max bounces me on his cock harder once my mouth is free.
“ Winnie .” He gathers me against his chest and buries his nose into my neck. He kisses my shoulder, and lets me fuck him like that, at my own pace, for what feels like hours.
This time when the orgasm hits me, it destroys me. I might have blacked out. I’m not sure. When I come to, I find myself out of the bungee contraption and nestled in Jack’s strong arms as he carries me back to the bed.
“Hi, Jackhammer.”
“Hi, Winifred.”
He gives me one of his famous smiles, the kind of smile I can feel . Swoooon.
“Your turn,” I whisper excitedly.
His reaction is all wrong. He barks out a laugh. “Absolutely not. Are you crazy? Your body needs to rest– ”
“My body needs you , Jack.”
He shakes his impossibly stubborn head as he climbs into bed beside me. “You need–”
I push him down onto his back and climb on top of him.
“Win,” he protests.
But he doesn’t protest too hard. He’s a zillion times stronger and could stop me from undressing him. Because he’s fully dressed, unfortunately, but I undo the button of his jeans and tug them down enough to spring his cock free.
“Win,” he protests again, even weaker than before.
But then he’s rolling out of bed and scooping me up. He tosses me over his shoulder and stalks off toward the entrance of the gazebo.
“Jack, put me down, right now!”
He listens, slowly lowering me down the front of him. But as I meet him face to face, I hook my arms around his neck and wrap my legs around him.
He’s hard. I squirm against him.
“You want me,” I point out to him, proudly. “You’re hard.”
“Of course I fucking want you,” he growls, shaking his head at me. “I always want you, you know that.”
I catch his eyes and hold them. And as I do, I reach between us for his cock. His eyes widen and he lets out a soft sound, then his gaze drops down between us.
He stares at my pussy, pink and glistening. He licks his lips and then his eyes are back on mine, but now it’s like the pupils, brimming with desire, have swallowed Jack’s irises up .
I’ve won, but I can’t gloat. I can’t manage to do anything other than tip my chin up so that he captures my lips in a kiss, and wrap my fist around his cock.
We moan in unison. He shifts me in his arms, maintaining his balance easily, and then he’s sliding his cock into me.
We moan again, longer and louder. I thought the torture was over, but Jack has other ideas, and by the time he’s done plunging into me until I see an entire galaxy of stars, I’ve been rocked by an orgasm that melts every single one of my bones. We drop into bed and he pulls my limp body alongside his, gathering me into his arms. He drops kisses on my eyelids, which I didn’t even know could feel this heavy just from sex.
“Hey, Win, by the way,” I hear Cruz say from the entrance of the gazebo, “I could be hard again instantly if you–”
I laugh. “Sorry, Cruzie. Every part of me needs downtime. Like a week’s downtime.”
“Fair enough,” I hear him agree, and then I’m drifting off to sleep, nestled in Jack’s arms. Wrapped up tight in all of their love.