Page 37 of Puck the Halls
I used to worry about someone feeling left out, but we’ve been together for so long now, in every way, that we all know what we need and want and what the other three people in the room want and need. We move and work in beautiful, dirty choreography that’s fun and satisfying for everyone.
“Any requests from the star of the show?” Nathan asks, leaning over and taking my mouth in a long, deep kiss as his hand slips under my shirt and he starts playing with a nipple.
I arch closer to the touch and gasp into his mouth as Crew slides the mistletoe to the side and circles my clit with his thumb. Being with these men for this long means they know exactly how much pressure to put on which spots of my body to get me going.
These two clearly want a quick hard orgasm from me before anything else.
I always get multiple orgasms, but my men almost always start with making me come first and foremost so that I’m ready to take three huge cocks.
When Nathan finally lets me answer, I say, “I just need you. All of you, everywhere.”
My favorite thing is when all of my guys have hands on me at the same time. Mouths too. And yes, it is not unusual for me to have all three cocks at once. But even when I’m not doing that,I love to feel them all touching, stroking, or just pressed against me.
“Whatever you want,” Nathan says. He peels my shirt up and takes one nipple into his mouth, sucking hard. I reach out for Michael, finding his hand and tugging him close, encouraging him up onto the bed beside me.
I feel the mattress dip on his side, but Crew has now put his tongue against my clit and I start to float to that place where I’m just a mass of nerve endings and sensations.
I am fully taken care of with these men. I trust them implicitly. I know not only is my pleasure guaranteed, but so is my safety. They all love me and right here, in the middle of them, being loved and loving them with my body, is my favorite place in the world.
My eyes are closed as someone’s fingers, I think Michael’s, start combing through my hair and Michael starts kissing up and down my throat on my left side. Nathan is working over my breasts, pinching, rolling, and sucking on my nipples as he presses his hard cock against my thigh. And Crew's magic tongue is between my thighs. He swirls and licks over my clit, then sucks before licking down to my opening and fucking his tongue in and out.
“Oh my God, you fucking taste so good,” he mutters against my folds. “Come for me, baby. I need you hot and wet.”
I’m already hot and wet. He could easily fuck me right now. But my orgasms are something that my husbands seem to collect like prized trophies.
I turn my head toward Nathan seeking a kiss, but his teeth are scraping lightly over one nipple and he doesn’t seem inclined to leave my breasts. I turn toward Michael and he is immediately there, holding my chin and kissing me deeply, his tongue stroking over mine as Crew slides two thick fingers intomy pussy, spreading them wide to stretch me as he sucks hard on my clit.
“Come on now, Michael didn’t get all of those gorgeous screams. Did he?” Nathan asks. “We know this sweet body, Danielle. We know what you can give us. Open those thighs and fuck Crew’s face.”
I moan but do what he says, almost without thinking. My thighs open even wider and I lift up against Crew’s mouth.
He growls against my clit, then sucks hard as he curls his fingers perfectly, and I come apart.
Giving them what they want, I wrench my mouth away from Michael’s and scream out, “Ohyes!”
It does feel good to be able to scream. It’s been a long time since I’ve been able to fully let go without fear of waking a baby.
Crew doesn’t even let me catch my breath before he’s rearing back, grasping my hips, and flipping me onto my stomach.
“Nathan feels really bad about everything that happened,” he says. “Show him that you forgive him Dani.”
My ass in the air, I angle my body slightly, wrapping my hand around Nathan’s hard cock.
“You don’t need to feel bad.” Stroking up and down his length with one hand, I brace myself on my other elbow, preparing for what I know is coming.
“It was my fault we weren’t here last night,” he says, his hot eyes watching me.
“That’s true, but I know you feel bad. This is all about being together and feeling good.” I lean in and lick the head of his cock then suck it into my mouth, sliding him past my lips and over my tongue.
His hand moves to my hair, gripping tightly.
It amazes me that no matter how many times we do all of these things, they always feel amazing to all of us.
I love making these three men lose their minds. They are confident, intelligent, masters of each of their universes, and yet I can unwind them with my hands, and my mouth. They truly do worship me. It is a very powerful feeling.
Crew's fingers grip my hips as he positions himself behind me. “Hang on pretty girl,” is the only warning he gives me before he surges forward, sinking deep inside me.
God, I love when he fucks me from behind. Actually, I love when any of them fucks me in any position. But this is one of my favorites.
