Deep 6 (Multiple Love)

Six men and just one of me.

My Deep Six.

Deep because of our connection.

Deep because of their love for each other.

My eyes find Andrew’s, and it’s like a jolt of electricity zaps my body from within. My pussy draws tight, and then I’m coming and coming, muscles convulsing around the stiff rod of his dick.

“That’s it,” Greg croons as he pulls back, giving me breathing space to soak up my pleasure. Andrew rocks into me slowly while the orgasm has my body in its throes, and then faster, chasing his own release. It aches when he empties high up inside me, rooting so deep I feel a cramp, but then he’s withdrawing carefully and kissing my lips, telling me that I’m beautiful and that he’s so happy that we’re together. And I am too. So happy I can barely think straight.

“Get her onto her knees,” Greg orders, assuming the role of director to the group. Tyler and Damien take my hands, pulling me into a seated position, and then I clamber onto my hands and knees and look up at Greg.

He’s staring down at me, his dark eyes unfathomable. His big hand cups my throat, tipping up that chin. “Can you take two of us?” he asks.

“She can,” Arden says quickly.

“Three,” I say. This might be the first time that I’m sharing a bed with so many men, but I’m not a group-sex novice. Since Connie and Natalie hooked up with their harems, I’ve watched a fair bit of porn with three or more men. I know the positions that I think I can deal with. I want my men to know that I’ve got what it takes to keep them satisfied because they’ve already shown me that they’ve got what it takes to rock my world.

There’s an audible inhalation of shock at my response, or maybe it’s arousal.

Andrew has worked hard to spread me open, now two of his brothers will get to reap the benefits.

“Able, lay on your back,” I say softly. He’s there in a flash, his bright blue eyes open wide as I straddle his muscular body and settle my pussy over his sheathed cock. He holds it at the root as I work him inside me, thick inch by thick inch until I’m gasping, and he’s buried deep. I roll my hips a few times, acclimating to the position, resting on my arms, so I’m leaning low over him.

He leans up to rub his nose against mine, and I kiss his soft lips, loving how gentle he is with me.

“Arden,” I whisper. “Do you think you can find space too?”

“Hell yeah.”

I knew he’d handle this part with enthusiasm. When he’s behind me, he kisses the base of my spine, the heat of his breath sending a cascade of shivers over my skin. When he notches at my entrance, alongside his brother, I wonder if I’ve made a huge mistake.

Their cocks are so big.

I’m filled with one, so how will they squeeze in two?

They’ll tear me open and make soup of my insides. The girls in the porn movies must have trained for this, but I’m just an ordinary girl, who up until a few weeks ago, had only slept with one man.

Now look at me.

“Just breathe,” Able says, stroking my damp hair from my face and holding my cheeks so I have to look into his eyes. “Arden will go slow. You’ve got this.”

And Arden does as his brother says, easing his cock over his brother’s, stretching my entrance, and then deeper…deeper. I have to close my eyes as his body presses against me. The sensation is overwhelmingly good, but my heart is skittering in my chest with panic as much as anticipation.

What will it be like when they move? I want it to feel good, not to hurt.

“Slowly,” Able says again. Maybe he feels my nerves. Maybe Arden does, too, because he slides his hand down my side and over my ass, keeping totally still inside me.

They know how to bring me into the moment and keep me there, and when Arden begins to move, all that exists is deep rolling pleasure that makes me gasp.

“Open that pretty mouth for me,” Greg says, tipping my face to him. I gaze up, over his broad tattooed chest to his coal-dark eyes. When I obey, the flicker of pleasure on his lips fills me with warmth. This huge, terrifying man came to find me. He held me close and told me that everything would be okay, and I want to show him the same thing.

I keep my eyes on him as I take him deep into my mouth.

My body isn’t my own anymore. I’m a vessel of desire and pleasure for these men, and they’re going to fill all the places in me that need security and love. Tyler’s hand strokes over my breast, and his lips nip my earlobe.