Four Kicks

I fall flat onto the sheets, a quivering mass of very well-satisfied woman.

My muddled brain starts to revive. Three. That was just three men, so there’s one more. Can I handle more?

I’m allowed to rest for several moments. There’s motion in the room, but I don’t pay much attention. I’m in a marathon, psyching myself up for the last few miles.

The bed shifts again; it’s a heavy weight this time pressing down the mattress next to me. There’s a strange sound, and then big, warm, slippery hands caress my back, thumbs gently pressing into muscles at my shoulders before palms slide down to my waist and back.

I sigh with pleasure.

I’ve had professional massages before, and this one feels as good as any of those. Sometimes when I’m getting a massage, lying in a dark room with my head in the little donut pillow, I like to daydream that I’m on the beach, or at some tropical location. Not today, though. I’m exactly where I want to be, and I keep that in mind as these masculine hands glide over my body. I’m in a plush hotel suite with the four hottest men I’ve ever met, and they’re giving me endless orgasms while also being very enjoyable company.

They’re making me feel like I’m the only woman in the world.

I hear a bottle being squeezed and the sound of hands rubbing together. He’s taking care to warm the lotion before rubbing it onto my back. So thoughtful.

I sigh again as thick fingers slide up along each side of my spine, out toward my shoulders, then down my sides, teasing the sides of my breasts. Involuntarily, my pussy responds.

His hands slide lower making arcs across my back until he’s massaging my ass, my upper thighs, inner thighs and then his thumbs slip between my cheeks, teasing my puckered hole before starting the cycle over again.

I’m so lulled into a pleasurable, relaxed state that my thoughts come out aloud before I can stop them. “That feels so good, Derek.”

His hands still on my shoulders. “How did you know it was me?”

I laugh. “I recognized all of you.”

“You didn’t.” It’s Landon’s voice, full of disbelief. “We didn’t say a word, and you couldn’t touch us.”

When I attempt to use my arm to push the bandana away from my eyes, Derek helps me remove it. He unties the cloth binding my wrists and I sit up, facing all of them.

“So who was first?” Landon challenges.

“Nathan.”

“And how did you know?” Nathan asks.

“You made me wait and you made me beg. You like to be in control and you like things on your terms.”

Nathan smirks while Landon and Ash nod in agreement.

“Landon, you were next. You’re almost always smiling, and though I obviously couldn’t see your smile, it carries through to your actions. You were playful.”

“By process of elimination you’d know that I was third,” Ash says.

“I knew it was you because you don’t mess around. You get right to the point, and right to the good stuff every time. You don’t waste a moment or a motion.”

Ash chuckles and looks a bit embarrassed, but also pleased to be known.

“Plus, you kissed me. I can tell each of you from your kiss.”

Landon smiles; Nathan looks thoughtful.

“Finally, Derek, you always smell amazing – like the ocean – so your scent was a giveaway, but I also recognized your touch. It’s the most sensual.”

All of the men look a combination of surprised and impressed. Did they really think I wouldn’t be able to detect who was who?

I wonder if they’d know me if they were blindfolded. I shake away that thought. It really doesn’t matter.

As I sit there I can still feel the memory of Derek’s hands on my skin, and staring at the men’s naked bodies as we talk, it’s no surprise that I’m once again feeling a physical need for them. They have me spoiled, and I just keep wanting more.

19

So much more

The four of them join me on the bed, and we have sex. No games this time.

I don’t know if it’s my imagination or if my head is in some kind of haze from so many orgasms in so short a period of time, but things seem to have shifted between us. Their actions are more tender, their gazes more intense.

Maybe they’re feeling self-conscious about how I knew them all so well. Maybe I said more than I should have. I try not to think about it, and instead lose myself in the pleasure they give me.

I used to think that having two men take me at the same time would be like the stuff of internet porn, but it doesn’t feel that way with these men. Like this morning with Ash and Nathan, the men lie on either side of me, taking me from front and back. This time the pairings are Ash and Derek, and Nathan and Landon, and the way they all hold me – before, during, and after – feels like cuddling.