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As her orgasm hits, she screams around Bruce’s cock. I pull back and watch as Ash throbs inside of her, filling her with his come. Ash pulls out of her, and I remain kneeled in front of her. I wrap my arms around her thighs and bring her to the edge of the couch so I can lick her freshly fucked cunt.

Her beautiful eyes lock with mine as she begs me to make her squirt. I slide my fingers into her, exploring her until I can feel her walls tense around me. It’s so fucking tight, and I keep pushing further until I know she’s going to lose it. When she squirts, I put my mouth against her and drink everything she offers. She tastes so fucking good I can’t stand it anymore. I bend her over the arm of the couch, her glorious ass a sight to appreciate, before I slide into her hot wetness. I slide in slowly but lose my cool and fuck her harder as I reach under her to play with her clit, wanting her to come at the same time I do.

It’s a race to the orgasm finish line, her unravelling from the sensations, Bruce holding her hair as he fucks her mouth. Bruce loses it first, and he groans his release into her mouth. I fuck into her harder, losing traction on the couch, but I reach my fevered climax as I feel her tighten around me, gripping me in a death grip, something I will always remember. As I empty inside of her, I reach over and hold her to me as we come down from our orgasms.

I get up to run her a bath, and she follows me sheepishly. I love how she accepts everything we give her like a fucking porn star, but afterwards is shy. I tie her hair up as she sinks into the bubbles and kiss her forehead before going out to get dressed and ask the guys what is for dinner.

Thirteen

Tasha

It’s a few days before Christmas and I’ve gotten all my shopping done. I spent way too much on my work friends again. Every year I tell myself I’m not going to spend a lot and I always do. I bought each of the guys a nice shirt, because I want to take them on individual dates, and I got the rest of Liz’s presents too.

The guys have fixed every single thing in my house, learned a lot about our technology, and fucked me in more ways than I knew existed. I’m falling in love. I know it will suck for me when they turn back into trees, but I can’t stall my heart. The small gestures, the long talks about different subjects, the different cuddles, and the way I felt like we all belonged together made me realize this is what I want most.

The way Bruce is protective of my wellbeing and safety warms my heart, the way he is the strong, silent type. But his tall, bearded god appearance made my pussy tingle just as much. The way he has willfully given into every roleplay fantasy I had when it’s the two of us, and the way he always takes his place at my face when we all play together.

On my way to the grocery store, my mind wanders thinking about how dominate Ash is. He always manhandles me the exact way he wants. When he wraps his hands in my hair, I feel like the rest of the world doesn't exist. He has shown me it doesn’t matter my size or curves, he will lift me like a feather. The way he helps with chores and cooks dinner is one of my favourite things, almost as much as his cuddles that soothe my soul in a way that feels like home.

I work through my list of groceries for the next week, planning to savor every moment we have left. I think about my soft spot for Forrest, the way he makes me squirt. The way he watches me be fucked by the others always makes me crazy with arousal. While he licks me as someone else fucks me, fuels my carnal need for him and he always teases me until I might lose my mind.

When I pull into the driveway, they all come out of the house to bring the bags inside. I’m going to miss having the help around here. I’ve already decided I’m going to replant them and wait for next December. As I walk into the house, I carry the package that I picked up from the post office. It’s a silly activity but I’m super excited.

“How was your day gorgeous?” Forrest asks me, as we sit down for dinner.

“It was good. Everything is done for Christmas. Dinner is fantastic,” I say as I lift my gaze to Ash.

“Meat and potatoes can’t go wrong. What package did you get today?”

“It’s a surprise,” I whisper.

After we finish dinner, Ash takes the plates and Bruces washes them. I walk to my bedroom to wrap presents. After I’m done I pad out to the living room and I notice three little boxes under the mini tree I bought and look at them in question.

“What are those?” I ask.

“We each made you something. We couldn’t go buy you stuff, so we did the next best thing,” Bruce says with a shrug.

“You all didn’t have to do anything. I have spent the last few weeks over the moon and am always fully satisfied,” my voice trembles with emotion. I open the box that came today, and pull out the three smaller boxes.

“What’s in the package?” Forrest questions.

“First, I wanted to tell you all. I’m not bringing you back to the Christmas lot. My heart is falling for you, my pussy is already yours, and I don’t want to give up. I’m going to replant you here and wait until next December,” I watch as they take in what I’ve said. Each of their faces brightens up. Ash doesn’t dry his soapy hands before he marches over and places his sudsy hands on my face. He kisses me so hard, it almost takes my breath away.

“Second, I bought these to make replicas of your cocks. This way, I don’t need to miss that part of you all year. It’s probably uncomfortable but there is a mix we make to mould to each of your dicks,” I bite my lip. I watch them digest the information. Ash laughs first and it ripples through all of us.

“Anything for you gorgeous, we will do this tomorrow,” Bruce says.

We start talking about Christmas day and how in the next days we will prepare the backyard for the replanting. I didn’t know it would be so time consuming, but I’m glad I asked.

“Another question. When you are trees, can you hear me talking to you?” I ask them.

“Yes, we can see and hear everything, but we can’t make contact,” Ash says. I nod and keep this information filed away in my mind for later.

We move to the couch, and watch sitcoms. I rest my head on Bruce and lay my legs over Ash’s lap. We cuddle until my eyelids fall, the day has caught up with me and I’m asleep. My eyes snap open as I’m being carried to the bedroom by Bruce.

“You were fast asleep. I was going to put you to bed, baby girl,” he whispers gruffly, I hold onto his neck and watch Ash following us, but Forrest isn’t around, which means he must have gone to bed.

Fourteen

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