Piper climbed off the bed, smoothing the blanket as she did so, and wandered into the bathroom. It was much larger than a normal hotel bathroom. For a start, there was a full-sized tub as well as a standalone shower. For two days she’d been picturing herself pressed up against the glass wall of the shower with one of her three hosts fucking her from behind. Or even better, herself sandwiched between two of them, a cock in her cunt and another one in her ass. She’d never had two men at once, but there was nothing wrong with her imagination. She was sure double fucking would work just fine in that nice, big shower, with steam coating the men’s chests and hot water pummeling their bodies as they pummeled into her.
Piper sighed. Right now the only pummeling going on was the rain on the roof. It must be some nasty storm out there. It sounded really loud.
She opened the door to the stairs, flipped on the light as she’d done so many times before, and walked down the stairs and into her cave. That part of the advertising had delivered on its promises. There was an honest-to-God genuine cave underneath her cottage, with real rock walls. It was furnished with a St. Andrews Cross, a spanking bench, and a rack on the wall holding three different-sized paddles; two canes, one thin and the other thick; two whips, one with a forked end; and several floggers, one with a dildo for a handle.
She could imagine the men using those toys on her, flogging her and then fucking her with the dildo. Or maybe one fucking her cunt with the dildo while another one paddled her ass. She longed to know what being whipped and caned would feel like. Hell, would she even like it? Piper was sure she was a sub. She knew because she ached for a Dom to take control of her life and guide her into serenity.
Her job was a shitfest of deadlines impossible to meet, a manager who was a complete and utter narcissist, as well as a bully, and a collection of colleagues who came and left with dizzying speed. Her latest assistant hadn’t even lasted until lunchtime, and the one before that had only stayed three days. Piper wished she was free to quit herself at least ten times on an average day. She’d even taken to keeping a list on her cell phone of the number of times each day her manager told her to lie or cheat in case he tried to make her take the blame for it. She never lied or cheated, but she had to walk a really fine line between fact and what the manager wanted, and it drained her energy completely. She handed in her work correctly and truthfully. She left it to him to massage the data, twist the facts, lie, and cheat to enhance his sales results.
She’d really, really hoped this vacation would leave her refreshed and restored so she could go home and find herself a Dom. If her sex life was good, then her shitty work life wouldn’t be so soul-destroying. Right now she wasn’t sure she’d ever find out. Next week she’d be home again, back at work again, and likely nothing would have changed.
Maybe instead of cleaning her already clean apartment every Sunday she should look at moving to another state, a warmer, sunnier one, where even if her job was horrible she could go hiking or to the beach on the weekends.
California? But she’d heard there was a lot of unemployment there.
Florida? But she was frightened of alligators.
Hawaii? But that would be a hell of a long journey.
Her grandmother spoke in her mind. You just stay right where you are, dear. Everything will work out fine. You mark my words.
Piper dropped the flogger she was holding. “Shit, Grandma. Can’t you knock or something before talking to me? I wasn’t expecting you. Are you sure everything will be okay?”
Piper closed her eyes and concentrated on picturing her beloved grandma sitting on her favorite cane chair on the stoop of her old house. But she didn’t speak to Piper again.
Still, Piper did feel more relaxed. Sometimes she had a full conversation with the old lady. Sometimes, like now, Grandma just entered her thoughts, left a message, and disappeared. But her visits always made Piper feel better. She picked up the flogger and hung it back on the rack before heading upstairs again.
Piper hadn’t even reached the top when her cottage door opened and all three of her hosts came inside. Each was dripping wet despite wearing a poncho and a raincoat, and each was loaded down with backpacks and parcels. What now? Would she finally experience sex and BDSM or was something quite different about to happen?
As soon as the waves of release lessened, all three men withdrew and then drove into her hard and fast. Piper understood that they were all just as aroused as she was. It was good to know. She’d begun to wonder if it was just her. But knowing they were as eager to come as she’d been made her feel better, as though she was truly an equal participant in the sex.
Surprisingly the moment they began to pound in and out of her hard and fast, Piper’s nerves began to tingle, and she began to prepare for a second orgasm. This was a first for Piper. She rarely had two orgasms closely together. She’d even been in the embarrassing position of going dry when she’d come too fast and her partner was going slowly.
That wasn’t going to happen now. Already Eliot was teasing her shoulders and neck as he guided her as to where and how to suck him. Zac’s hands were on her hips, but he also petted her sides and her thighs. She suspected Ryder was doing most of the work of keeping them stable against the wall, but from time to time he lifted one hand off her waist to tease and stroke her sweaty skin.
All of them were damp with sweat. Piper could smell it now, could recognize the aroma of their mutual lust. As the three men jack-hammered in and out of her, filling her almost too full until the pressure of extreme fullness was only a hair’s breadth away from pain, she reveled in their thick, hard cocks.
They drove into her deep and fast, filling her to bursting point before withdrawing, leaving her empty and craving their return. Eliot matched his cock in her mouth to the movements of Zac and Ryder in her cunt and ass. That meant she didn’t have a lot of time to lick the shaft of his erection or to scrape her teeth over his soft cockhead. But she made sure she got a good hard suck in on every second or third stroke. She was also able to tilt her head a long way back and open the back of her throat. The very next time he plunged inside her, she sucked him deeper until his cock slid down her throat. She closed her lips over his shaft, letting her mouth fill with saliva and wet him thoroughly.
Piper continued to hold Eliot deep in her throat as Ryder and Zac pulled out of her ass and cunt, and then slammed inside her again. After that she let him pull out slowly and swallowed. It was awfully hard for her to concentrate on Eliot, though, because her second orgasm was growing ever larger deep inside her belly. And she was far from dry. Her cunt was so wet she could hear the slight sound as Zac drove in and out of her. That was a great relief. It had taken her weeks to get over her embarrassing failure of being dry for that long-ago boyfriend. It was good to know that even though she might have come too soon again, this time it was only because of their extremely arousing techniques, techniques so good she was wet and would soon climax again.
Ryder jackhammered straight back inside her ass again, but Zac waited, which confused her. And then as Ryder began to pull out, Zac drove deep into her cunt. The change of method sent her hormones racing through her body, and when Eliot placed his cock at her lips she sucked him thoughtfully. Piper truly wanted to please them all, but her body was screaming for her climax, and her mind was split between her intense need to come, and her overwhelming desire to please Eliot.
The sounds of the men driving in and out of her body were loud on her ears. The scents of sweat, lust, and need were like a heavy blanket cloaking her mind as well as her nose. “Oh God,” she moaned around Eliot’s cock as her second climax roared through her, causing her to shake every bit as hard as during the first one.
Zac and Ryder halted for a moment and then pumped into her hard and fast, and two lots of hot cum fill the condoms deep in her ass and her cunt.
Eliot’s hand was tangled in her hair as he moved her mouth over his cock. Piper opened the back of her throat, but even before he pushed his cock down it, her mouth filled with cum, and she smiled, knowing that he, too, had found his release.
Six arms were around her holding her tightly. Sweaty bodies encompassed her from every side. Harsh breathing was loud on the air. It was only then that Piper realized she’d been able to hear little noises for a while now.
“The hurricane has passed,” she mumbled.
“No, this is the eye of it,” Ryder corrected her.
Eliot jumped down off the chair and helped her untangle her legs from around Zac’s hips. When Eliot stood her on the ground and went to lead her across to the bed, she shook her head. “Shower.”
“That’s not very safe,” warned Zac.
“Oh course it is. The eye will last for half an hour or even an hour, won’t it? I’ll just take a quick shower.”
“We’ll all come with you,” said Ryder.
Piper didn’t mind. They all really needed showers anyway.