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The orgasm starts and doesn’t stop, it becomes continuous and I can’t hold my body up as they fuck me into being boneless. It’s everything I have ever wanted. Stretched to the max, feeling every ridge, the smallest movement earns another moan from my lips. Once they find the right rhythm, I can’t stop screaming in orgasm and the stars that burst in front of my eyes turn into grey splotches and I can’t feel anything.

Twenty-Two

Bruce

“Pull out, she’s fainted,” I shout. Tasha’s eyes are closed, her muscles lax and her breathing shallow. Forrest moves from behind me, I pull out and Ash follows suit. We haven’t done something like this together before but it was incredible. I refuse to fuck someone when they’re unconscious though. Consent feels less sexy to me when someone can’t give it. I get up and head to the bathroom to get a cold cloth, and as I return to the bedroom, Ash has brought a couple glasses of cold water and we set to clean our girl up.

“I’m so sorry. I feel stupid,” she says as she comes to. I shake my head and hand her the water as I wash her face with the cloth.

“Never, that was incredible, but maybe we needed time to adjust everything. We can revisit it next time.”

“But you all didn’t come. I can’t lose you tomorrow without sending you off with an orgasm to remember,” she says, and her eyes don’t meet mine.

“Didn’t say we wouldn’t continue. We’re taking a break. You need some water and then we will do round two,” I tell her. As I take a gulp of water, I think of the memory of my come on her face. Something about the way it drips over her skin just makes me feral.

It’s almost midnight, and her phone rings and she talks to her best friend. I’m glad she has a good friend around. I don’t want her to be pining for us until we can come back. She wishes her friend a Happy New Year as I watch Ash play with her hair and Forrest stare at her lovingly. I know I want this to come home to every night.

“Water, then round two.” I tell the room, watching her to see if she seems up to it.

“Happy New Year!” She exclaims, tearing her eyes from mine. She lifts her chin to kiss Ash, and then moves over the bed to kiss Forrest. As she tries to get off the bed to reach me, I walk to her to capture her lips with mine. I grab the globes of her ass, and hold her in my arms as I deepen the kiss. I manhandle her onto all fours, and slide into her perfect pussy.

“Fuck, baby girl, you are so wet for me. You feel absolutely perfect,” I breathe into her ear. I grab onto her hips and watch my dick slide in and out of her as I fuck her harder. I admire her perfect ass as her walls clench around me.

Forrest is under her sucking on her clit, and he strokes his thick cock as his mouth is busy under us. When I pull out because I’m going to blow my load, he scrambles to take my place pumping into her until he fills the room with a low growl.

I take aim at her face with Ash, and together, we jerk ourselves off onto her face, covering it entirely with our seed. Forrest has already returned with wash cloths and is cleaning her up.

Exhausted, we all curl around her. She passes out without speaking. I watch her face relax as sleep envelops her. I can’t believe she found us.

“I think it’ll work. I can feel it,” Ash whispers. I don’t speak, circling my arm around her.

Twenty-Three

Tasha

The day passes quickly, and nothing could have prepared me for this moment. As much as I wanted the day to go at a snail’s pace, the goodbye time has come. Although they will come back in December, Liz is coming this afternoon to be with me and ease my heartache.

“Baby girl, you know we’ll still be out there, watching over you, but I’ll talk to you in December.” Bruce tells me, his rich mahogany scent surrounding me, his hug tight until he lets me go.

“Darling, you know I said nothing lasts forever, but this will, I promise. I love you. I’ll wait forever to be with you,” Ash says as his arms circle my waist. I take in his sandalwood scent and my eyes fill with tears.

“No tears, we said. I love you and I’ll see you soon,” Forrest says as he grips me tighter. He lowers his lips to my ear and whispers, “Remember we can see you.”

They all strip down to their boxers. The holes are dug and sanded.

I can’t help but turn away as the light brightens. Snowflakes similar to the lot where I found them fall and the guy’s faces are gone. I place the tree stumps in their holes and cover the bases with sand.

After, I gather their clothing and stand looking at the trees, with tears streaming down my face until I’m too cold.

I start to walk away to go inside, but I glance over my shoulder and whisper,

“I love you all. I’ll be back to visit when I’m less cold.”

When I walk back into the house, I throw their clothes into the washer, except for the three shirts that hold their scents. As I hold them to my nose my heart aches, but the loud knocking startles me from my heartache. I unlock and open the door to see Liz.

“Bitch, I missed you! I have presents, snacks, and alcohol,” she smiles.

“How was Christmas?” I ask her. She only rolls her eyes,

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