"Sounds like a good plan." Frost teased my nipple with the tip of his tongue before drawing my sensitive peak between his lips and sucking.
"I always have good plans," Storm said. He wrapped his fist around Frost's length and pumped slowly.
"If your plan is to make me come in about three seconds flat, keep doing that," Frost said.
"Surprisingly, that's not my plan." Storm stroked him a couple more times before reaching for the lube and preparingFrost's rear hole for himself. Without dislodging Frost from my breast, he notched his cock into Frost's ass and slid into him.
Frost's eyes widened. "Fucking hell, that feels so good."
"Chelsea feels so good," Dallas said thrusting with deliberate slowness.
"They both feel so good," Storm said. Chances were, he was the only one currently in the room who'd find out, so no one could tell him he was wrong.
"I'm with Storm," Frost said, looking at my nipple. "Chelsea and I both feel incredible. Right, Chels?"
"Absolutely," I said. What else could I do but agree? I was feeling pretty damn good right then. "So you know, you all feel amazing inside me."
"Of course we do," Storm said. He pulled out of Frost slowly and with some reluctance, before handing him the lube. "Dallas, on your back so she's riding you. Chelsea lean forward."
We gave him the side eye, but did what he told us to. He clearly had something in mind. I was curious to see what it was.
My hands on Dallas' chest, I leaned forward as far as I could. Frost readied my rear hole with the lube and his fingers, before Storm gestured for him to straddle Dallas' legs behind me.
"Gladly," Frost said. He stroked his cock a couple of times before positioning himself and sliding into me.
I let out a long, low moan. If there was something I enjoyed, it was having as many of my guys inside me as I could take. If I could stop time, I'd stop it right there. Live in that moment forever.
If I did, I would have missed looking over my shoulder and seeing Storm position himself behind Frost and slide back into him.
"Holy fuck," Frost whispered. "This is…" He shook his head. He had no words for what this was. Honestly, neither did I.
Especially when Storm started to thrust, driving himself into Frost and pushing him deeper into me. In turn, rocking me onto Dallas.
Dallas' eyes widened. "I've never…"
"Neither have I," Frost said. "But I'm pretty sure this is what they mean when they say teamwork makes the dream work."
"Never say that again," Storm growled.
Frost chuckled. "I'm not wrong though, am I?"
"Definitely not wrong," I said, my eyes crossing with pleasure. "This is certainly a dream."
"It's not a dream," Storm assured me. He started to thrust more quickly, setting the rhythm for the rest of us. At the back of the pack, but completely in control. Just like he was out on the field. Exactly the way he liked it.
"Good, because I'd hate to be dreaming this," Frost said. "I'd like to put it on the menu and have it more often."
"Me too," I agreed. If we could find a way to include the other three guys, that would be even better. For now though, I was just going to enjoy this.
I rolled my hips in time with Dallas' and Frost's thrusts into me, savouring every second of having them both deep in my body. Knowing they must be tapping against each other every few strokes. Every so often, Frost would moan, confirming that.
Dallas just lay with his eyes closed, thrusting, smiling and enjoying every second.
"I could do this for days," Frost said. "Except for the fact I'm going to come very soon."
I responded with a half laugh. "Me too." I was right on the very edge of the precipice, my toes over the side. Ready to fall and fall and fall.
"Me three," Dallas whispered. "This is fucking incredible. Fucking…ahhh… Good." He thrust harder as he came at the same time I did. Our cries mingled like beautiful music. Morebeautiful still when Frost joined in a few moments later, quickly followed by Storm.
