Page 23 of Christmas with my Three Best Friends

“Oh, so you’re spent, then?” I ask, watching her eyes slowly peel open so she can look at me.

To think she was a genuine virgin when we first walked into the playroom. By midnight, she had two cocks in her mouth and one deep inside her, moaning and writhing in unadulterated pleasure as she gave herself to us. Her mind is a cornucopia of colors and shameless desires, while her heart has the strength of a thousand lions. Her body, on the other hand, is a wonder in and of itself. I’ve never felt this way with a woman before, so naturally… I’m dangerously addicted to her. That puts a cramp in my plan to keep things strictly physical. I’ll cross that bridge when I get there.

“Not spent. Just a little tired,” Shay says.

“There are ways to fix that,” I reply, gliding closer.

The hot spring pool is fitted with underwater jets, making the four of us weightless and utterly relaxed as we huddle together. There are others enjoying the pool and its surrounding gardens. It snowed last night, but the staff have already cleared the whole place. They even mounted outdoor heaters to assist the hot spring in keeping the entire area warm beneath the gray, wintry sky. I’d love it if it would snow, though. I’d love to watch the snowflakes melt into the pool around us.

“Oh? And what exactly did you have in that dirty mind of yours, good sir?” Shay laughs lightly.

“Mymind is dirty?” I feign outrage. “Shall I remind you what we did with almost all the toys we had available in the playroom?”

Her face turns pink, then red as her lips press into a thin, bashful line. “You got me into it…”

“And you took the lead,” Jax chuckles softly.

He and Marius flank her, holding her with her back against the pool’s edge. “What are you three planning?” Shay asks with playfully narrow eyes. I could lose myself in those smokey blues of hers. “I’m sensing a plot here…”

“You call it a plot, I call it a consequence of your actions,” I reply and close the underwater distance between us. “Either way, I’m not done with you yet.”

On a bench nearby, two couples chat and exchange impressions about the place. As the afternoon slowly descends into a quiet evening, they get closer and more intimate, hands sneaking around and underneath the fluffy white bathrobes, lips meeting and tongues playing. I love this place. There is absolutely no regard for decency, and people can be as depraved as they wish. Yet somehow, they’re just the right amount of depraved.

“What do you intend to do about it, then?” Shay challenges, desire flickering under her eyelashes.

A woman with as much self-confidence as Shay will likely rule the world someday. I’ve admired her from the moment we met, but now… Dammit, my heart is working overtime to screw me over, but I can’t help myself as I bring my hand forward in search of her pussy. I find her slick with want, the steamy water obscuring most of what we’re doing.

“You should be punished for being this addictive,” I murmur, moving closer.

I kiss her on the lips, taking my sweet time to explore her soft mouth as I remember how it felt with my cock deep down her throat. It’s an experience I seek to have again. Soon.

I feel her moving against my hand as she moans roughly.

“How are you able to turn me on so fast?” she gasps, and I penetrate her with two fingers.

I use my spare hand to flick and rub her clit in deliberate, circular motions. “You’re only responding to what you desire the most.”

“This is too soon,” Shay whimpers as I feel her tightening around my fingers.

She must be sore. But she doesn’t ask me to stop. Instead, she rides my hand as I carefully lift her just high enough above the water for Marius and Jax to take her nipples in their mouths to suckle and lick freely. She’s so close to a climax.

I finger-fuck her steadily, enjoying her every moan and fractured breath. I flick her clit, then rub it firmly to finally push her over the edge. “Please, fuck me,” Shay cries out, completely oblivious to the other couples.

Some of them chuckle discretely. Others turn their attention to us, and I am compelled to oblige, so I get closer and wrap her legs around my waist.

“Are you sure about this?” I ask with a low voice. “There are people watching us.”

“Let them watch,” Shay says, still writhing in a surprisingly long orgasm. “I want them to see the luckiest woman in the world, right here, right now…”

How could I ever deny this goddess anything when she tells me such things? I count on Marius and Jax to keep her against the pool’s edge as I go deep inside our woman. Ours and only ours. Damn, she’s so tight, so fucking hot. It’ll be impossible to pull myself away from her when things inevitably go sideways.

An arrangement like ours can’t last. We all know it.

“Fuck me, Richard,” Shay hisses.

I lose control. I forget about everybody else. As Marius and Jax kiss her bouncing, full breasts, her soft shoulders, her beautiful, long neck, I ram into her. Hard, fast, ruthlessly throbbing with every thrust while my fingers dig into her hips. She’s got her arms around Marius and Jax’s shoulders, licking her lips as I fuck her brains out, as I claim her over and over until she’s creaming and quivering, until I shoot my shot and fill her to the brim.

She shudders in yet another orgasm while her pussy clenches tightly around my cock, squeezing the last drop from me. It barely took a minute, that’s how hot and arousing this woman is. But she’s not letting go of me, yet I’m compelled to cock my head to the side with a curious look on my face.

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