Page 41 of Stepping Up

“Nothing you don’t deserve, baby,” Nate said, edging closer to me on the bed. “You’re so, so sweet to us. Now, be a good girl and open those pretty lips again, beautiful. I’m not done with your mouth just yet.”

I obliged him with more enthusiasm than he expected, I think. My bra straps were restricting my arms a little now that Bennett had shoved them down, so I rooted around for Nate’s penis with my open mouth, using my extended tongue to guide his turgid tip back inside.

I’d only barely gotten back to my sucking routine when Logan’s mouth brought me to my first climax. He licked around my clit a few times, savagely, savoring the taste of my juices, and then he sucked my clit between his lips hard enough that I wanted so badly to scream. Instead, I bobbed my head lower onto Nate’s cock, letting him into the back of my throat to muffle my sounds as my hips jerked and tensed, my whole body shaking in orgasm. Nate fucked into my throat for a few strokes, and I knew I’d be sore, but then he swore and pulled himself free of my swollen lips with a pop.

“Someone had better fuck her before I do,” he said quietly, his control clearly hanging by a thread.

“Bennett,” Logan ordered as he wiped his mouth and moved to stand up again at the edge of the bed. “Come fill her up like she deserves.”

“Yes, sir.” Ben rolled his eyes, but he threw a smirk my way, leaning in to steal a quick kiss before he and Logan started to trade places.

“Wait,” I said, and the movement stopped. Taking the moment when they weren’t on me to undo my bra and throw it across the room so I could be fully naked and free, I pulled myself up onto my knees, then, and turned around. The guys watched me as I positioned myself at the edge of the mattress with my ass in the air, my thighs spread. I propped myself up on one hand and used the other to beckon Logan closer. “I haven’t gotten to taste you yet, Logan. Please, can I suck you while Bennett is inside me?”

All three of them groaned in perfect unison that made me laugh, then shush them. We were doing so well with keeping this quiet until now. Each of them looked chastened, but I suspected they kind of liked me bossing them around, too.

The guys followed my lead as I positioned them where I wanted them, starting with stripping off their clothes so we could all be naked together. It was a feast for my eyes, these three gorgeous men with their very different, equally amazing bodies, all hard and ready for me, only me. Logan was leaning back against the pillows at the head of the bed with his huge cock jutting up toward the sky, and Bennett was figuring out the best way to pound into me from behind. I edged closer to Logan, reaching for his girth, which I could hold in my hand without my fingers touching. Bennett massaged my hips, my ass, as he positioned his own dick at my entrance. This left Nate to use his imagination.

“Christ, you’re perfect, Carly,” Nate’s voice said as he stood beside the bed, just watching us for a moment. I could feel his eyes on me as I started a slow lick from the base of Logan’s shaft all the way up to his substantial head. Bennett nudged himself inside me, hissing as he did so. I was trembling a little with need, even as I tried to concentrate on giving Logan pleasure with my mouth.

“She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever touched, and the only one I ever want to touch again,” Ben murmured as he rocked his hips forward, filling me a little more with his cock and the warmth of what I could only call his love.

I felt utterly full, perfectly helpless as Ben, Logan, and I found a perfect rhythm. Logan was too big for me to take as deep into my throat as I wanted, but he had no complaints about how I focused on his head, sucking at a steady pace, slurping the salty silkiness with great pleasure. He cradled my head in one of his huge hands, whispering how pretty I looked, how grateful he was to get to touch me. Meanwhile, Bennett replayed our kitchen adventure this afternoon, but slower, letting me feel every inch of him sliding in and out, in and out, as he held my hips for purchase. A couple of times, he leaned forward to press his entire front to my back, kissing softly across my shoulder blades, whispering sweetness into my ear. And eventually, Nate found his place at my side, kissing my neck with perfect passion as his fingers found and massaged my clit.

When I came again, Bennett followed me over the edge, too. He stayed inside me, whispering quiet curses almost like prayers as he released every drop of his seed within my channel. My aftershocks took a while to fade away, and though I really wanted to try more, explore this new dynamic with my guys maybe by getting on top, watching their eyes drinking me in as I rode them to our mutual release, I suddenly felt like jelly. Nate noticed my exhaustion and snuggled up against me from behind, not even attempting to address the hardness he still had pressing between my thighs.

“Are you through for tonight, baby?” he asked me carefully as his brothers came in to soothe me with gentle touches as well. Logan hadn’t let himself finish in my mouth, so he was still hard, too, red-purple with need and precum beading at his head. He had shifted over to let me snuggle my head against his chest, ignoring that sizable erection for my sake. Bennett sat closer to my feet, his caring hands massaging my ass in a way that was more comforting than sensual. He kissed my belly, and I sighed.

“I don’t know,” I whispered in response to Nate’s question. I looked between my three guys, my heart full to the brim. “Are you done?”

“We could never be done with you,” Nate said. “But if you’re tired, you should rest.”

“I will,” I said then, even as my hand slid over to cup Logan’s balls. “But not yet. First, I want both of you to make love to me like Bennett did. Please.”

Logan and Nate exchanged a look, nodded to each other like the business partners they were, and jumped into action.

Jumped, I guess, was too harsh a word. But Logan swiftly adjusted so that he was facing me, lying on his side. I snuggled up to him and did what my body told me to, which was sling my leg over his hips and, since I was so wet and open from the two orgasms I’d already had, sheath myself easily over his cock in one swift pelvic thrust, no hands needed to guide him home.

I sobbed at the perfection of his overfull feeling. It was so slow, so intimate like this, both of our movements restricted because of how we were lying down, our legs tangled together. Nate pressed himself to my back as Logan and I gently rocked our hips together for that perfect friction, and I felt those long chef’s hands slide between our chests, coming up to play with my nipples. It was gentler than he’d been before, sweeter, but because I was so over-sensitized already, it still sent electric jolts through my entire body. I was coming again before Logan could, burying my face into his neck as I gasped out how good it felt, how I never wanted this to stop.

Logan was the next one to finish, of course, slamming his hips home with as much force as he could muster in this intimate tangle of a position. It was three, four, maybe five hard thrusts before his cock twitched hard inside me and exploded his cum all over my inner walls. Before I could catch up, he slid out of me, and Nate’s skilled hands turned me over onto my back again as he moved on top of me next.

“My turn to see God with you, Carly,” he said gruffly. He surprised me by shoving my legs apart and then up, folding me in half so he could more easily see my entire pussy exposed and spread out just for him. I whimpered, loving where this was going already. Unable to resist, Nate dipped his head to kiss me with an open-mouthed, erotic kiss, but then he swore and pulled away so he could drive his cock into me in one long, quick plunge.

“Oh, my God,” I sobbed as he hit my G-spot perfectly from this new angle. I reached my hands up to grip the backs of my thighs, pulling my legs closer to my chest, urging him deeper as if that were even possible. “Nate, yes, please, I think… I think I can come again.”

“Together,” he promised me, and he waved a hand to Bennett at the other end of the bed, gesturing him to come over.

Ben came over beside me, his cock hard again after watching the beauty of Logan and Nate finding their homes inside me. I opened my mouth for him, begging him to fill me up, and soon, I was muffling my cries of orgasm against Bennett’s delicious, perfect dick.

It was like magic, then. Somehow, the stars all aligned, and Nate’s thrusts became erratic at the same time that Bennett started to pant. All at once, I felt myself being filled with two perfect streams of hot cum, Nate jerking his hips as he slammed home inside my pussy, Bennett shooting his load straight down my willing throat. I came again and again, until I lost count of how many times these men had given me the ultimate pleasure in one day.

I’d never felt so cherished, so safe, so perfectly understood than I did in the aftermath. I knew when we’d all cleaned up a little and climbed back into bed, all naked limbs and warmth that they each focused entirely on me, that this was exactly where I was meant to be. How could I ever deny myself this perfect pleasure now that I’d gotten to experience its full glory?

The only imperfect part of any of it was the nagging little fear at the back of my head, the voice I tried to silence as we all drifted off into sleep. This was such an unconventional lifestyle, a big leap for my by-the-book brain. Was I being foolish, following the whims of my body and trying to justify it by saying it was my heart?

And even if my heart was the reason I never wanted these men to be far from me again, did following it mean I was just like my flighty, impractical mom?

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