Cruise Control (Watchers Crew) (12 page)

“I was.”
 

It took me a moment to understand the meaning behind Hawk’s two words. I’d lost interest in our conversation watching his girlfriend get flipped and passed around like an acrobatic sex toy.

“Before Ellie, I’d fuck any and everything in a pair of panties. That is if Eagle hadn’t gotten them off the girl first. But Ellie…” He shrugged his shoulders as he looked back out at the scene.

Eagle and Crow held Ellie between them now, each taking a hole. They pumped into her pussy and ass like a seesaw until she came for a third time. I had forgotten that I’d asked Hawk a question, and he hadn’t completed his thought. I’d assumed he wasn’t going to continue until he did.

“Ellie settled something in me,” he said. “It’s like… Do you remember the first time you had an orgasm?”

Did I? It was a very recent memory, but I wasn’t about to tell Hawk that.

“That’s what it’s like. Like I’d been jerking off with other girls. It felt good and all. But when Ellie showed up, it was like I actually nutted for the first time in my life. I don’t know if that makes any sense?”

It did. It made perfect sense.

“Don’t get me wrong, I still like to ‘jerk off’. I don’t hide that from her. She knows exactly what I’m about. I showed her who I was the first time I touched her, and she accepted it. She accepted me. There are things I like, like rough sex, which I won’t do with her. I’ll go find somebody else for that. But most of the time I’d rather come home and fuck her, or watch her get fucked. She’s fucking beautiful when she comes, isn’t she.”

I looked over at Ellie. I looked at the unbridled joy on her face. I looked at the two men cradling her in their arms as they brought her to another climax. I looked at the man who loved her revel her pleasure.

“Most girls try to hold on to their man so tight because they think he’ll cheat,” Hawk continued. “There’s no lies between me and Ellie. No deception, no tricks. No need to hold on because I’m not going anywhere for too long. She knows I’m always coming back home to her, that I’m going to wake up beside her every morning.”

Owl returned with a platter of sandwiches and drinks. He planted a kiss on my head before he sat down and we watched Ellie climax for a fifth time.

Crow withdrew from Ellie, his dick dripping with her juices. I watched a few drops splatter down onto the floor. A healthy dollop hung from his cockhead as he made his way over to the side of the couch where I sat. His dick swung between his legs all along the way. The drop of fluid was more sticky than watery and it dangled like a reverse yo-yo with the cum as the string and his cockhead as the roving ball. He reached for a wet wipe, which seemed to be all over the house, and wiped his dick with one wipe and his hands with another.

Eagle hefted a dazed Ellie into his arms. His bare dick also swung back and forth as he made his way across the room. But Eagle’s dick had been buried up Ellie’s ass and there were no drippings coming off of him.

Eagle reached Hawk and handed Ellie over and into her boyfriend’s outstretched arms. Hawk curled Ellie up into a fetal position in his lap. He gazed down into her glazed face with that same prideful look of love bright on his face. He stroked her hair and her eyelids and lightly kissed her swollen lips.

My attention broke from their intimate moment when Crow sat down on the other side of me. His dick, which was still semi hard, looked at me from his thigh. He reached over and grabbed one of the sandwiches Owl had made for everyone. “Hey, Kira.”

“Hey…hi Crow.”

“Want a bite?” He extended the chicken salad sandwich to me.

I shook my head. “No, I’m good. But thanks.”

“I been meaning to ask you something,” Crow said after he swallowed a huge bite of the sandwich. “Your nipples. Are they a light brown like caramel? Or more a dark chocolate, like a Hershey’s Kiss?”

My mouth fell open at the audacity of such a personal question, especially while my boyfriend sat just behind me. But then again, I’d just watched this man fuck another man’s girl in a filthy, arousing, acrobatic, hot way while her boyfriend and my boyfriend watched.

“Owl won’t tell,” Crow said after the final bite of his sandwich. “He said I had to wait for you to show me. Can I see for myself?”

My finger went to the top button of my shirt. I had no clue if I was about to clutch the fabric surrounding the button or pull it open. I didn’t know what I wanted to do?

I looked to Owl, the man who for the last few weeks had complete control over my pleasure. Owl shrugged, leaving the decision entirely up to me.

I looked to Ellie who lay with her head resting against Hawk’s heart, his fingers twined around hers. Ellie tore her gaze from Hawk and regarded me. Her eyebrow tilted up in that challenging way, just like Owl’s did. In fact they all seemed able to do that eyebrow tilt thing. Looking around the room, there were five eyebrows tilting up at me.

“If you show him your tits,” said Eagle. “I get see your pussy.”
 

My index finger circled the plastic button of my shirt. “Is this some sort of initiation to the gang?”

“We’re not a gang.” Crow laid his head on my breasts and looked up at me with puppy eyes. “We’re just friends.” He leaned his head over to poke with his nose behind the flap of my shirt. “I’m guessing their Hershey’s Kisses. I could suck on Hershey’s Kiss all day long.”

Eagle came and sat on the coffee table before me. “We’ve all shown you ours, Kira. Show us yours.”

Chapter Sixteen

They waited patiently for me to pop open every button of my shirt. Once the last clasp was free, Crow spread the edges apart and down my arms. He inclined his head at my bra. Though Eagle may have used a bit of peer pressure to get my shirt open, I knew that no one would force me to do anything I didn’t truly want to do. I undid my bra and let it fall off my chest.

“Look at that,” sighed Crow. “They’re dark like Kisses. Can I kiss them Kira?”

“I…”

Crow stuck out his tongue and took a swipe at one of my nipples. “Tell me to stop if you don’t like it,” he said around a mouthful.

I gasped as both my nipples instantly hardened into tight points. Owl gave my breasts plenty of attention on a regular basis, but there was something about Crow’s tongue that was…different. I looked down as Crow took another taste. He curled his tongue in a way I can’t describe. Then he flattened it out and circled my entire areola. A low moan escaped me as I tried to keep my eyes open and watch his technique.

“I think she likes it.” Eagle leaned back on the table.

My head dipped back, and I saw Owl’s chin. I stiffened for a moment, fearful that he’d get angry at my reaction to another man’s touch. Owl leaned down and smiled at me. He planted a light kiss on my lips. My head rolled into the middle of his chest and I heard his heartbeat. It was in tune with mine.

As Crow switched to the other breast, Eagle parted my thighs. He reached for the elastic of my panties, and with Owl’s help in lifting my hips, Eagle slid my panties off and put them in his pocket. Then he knelt down on the ground and disappeared under my skirt.
 

“I love the contrast of a chocolate pussy,” he said. “Brown and pink are a fucking hot combination. My favorite is brown, pink, and the white from a girl coming. It’s like a Neapolitan ice cream sundae.” Eagle’s head reappeared. “I’m gonna make you cream, Kira. That cool with you?”

My response was gurgled as Crow chose that moment to suck my nipple hard.

Eagle rolled up my skirt. He reached into a side table drawer and pulled out two sex toys. Neither were the long traditional dildos I’d seen before. Neither were they like the small vibe Owl had gifted me at the beginning of our relationship.

“You get in that ass, yet?”

I realized Eagle was talking to Owl.

“No, but she likes to be rimmed. She’s had anal sex before but she’s never liked it.”

Owl and I had never talked about that, but like all things to do with my pleasure he somehow knew.

“She will tonight.” Eagle grabbed some lube and rubbed it on my asshole. I squirmed at his touch, but in a good way.

He held up a small, squat dildo with a stoppered end. He looked me dead in the eye as he oiled it, waiting for an objection. I realized the dildo looked so different than anything I’d seen before because it wasn’t for the vagina.

I opened my mouth. I had no idea what I was about to say, but it didn’t matter. No words came out. Crow chose that moment to bite my nipple.

They all chuckled as I bucked and jerked. Though they were using toys on me for my pleasure, I felt like I was the shiny, new toy that everyone wanted to play with and use for their pleasure.

Eagle swirled the butt plug around my anus. Owl was right. I liked ass play, the rimming part where he’d flick his tongue down past my clit, past my pussy, over that patch of skin that connected my pussy and my anus, and then finally flick open my back door.

That tiny patch of skin that was my anus had more nerves than my clit. Owl would have me dancing around the bed as he laved over it. None of my exes had bothered much with that. I’d been thankful in the past when they at least oiled me up before venturing inside that entrance. Eagle played, teasing with me, until I felt my ass hole puckering like a thirsty baby.
 

I felt fingers grazing my temple. Owl stared down at me, a light, thoughtful smile on his face. He brushed his thumb across my eyebrow, then over my cheekbone.

I forgot that another man was about to push a dildo up my ass. I forgot that yet another tongued my left tit. I wasn’t even thinking about the couple sitting off to the side watching the whole exchange go down. My entire world narrowed on Owl as I lay against his chest with pleasure swirling all around me.

I felt such a connection to him in that moment. Even though his hands barely touched me, I felt like he held my soul in a secure grip that would never break. I felt like his soul was wrapped around mine. We were entwined and nothing could ever break us apart.

“Aww,” I reared up as Eagle slid the butt plug home. It wasn’t a thick plug, nor was it a long device. The tip was a soft arrowhead that fed into a more bulbous center that narrowed again at the end. It was the bulbous part that my mind focused on. I clenched around it involuntarily.

A buzzing sound broke my concentration. I looked up to see Eagle with the second sex toy. This one was a wand. It looked like a dental instrument; the mirror the hygienist would put in your mouth to see your wisdom teeth. But this toy didn’t have a mirror. It had a small, curved head that was shaped much like the dildo presently inside my ass. Only this one vibrated.

Eagle’s eyes connected with mine. He waited again for me to object. Part of me wondered if he wanted me to say no. Would he force me into submission? Was that his thing? Well, he would not have those dark needs met tonight. My thighs relaxed open. My channel was already dripping wet from Crow’s constant suckling of my breasts. Eagle would need no lube for my pussy.

At first contact of the vibe, I jerked. Eagle left it there until I relaxed into the buzz. The moment my breathing normalized, he pushed it into me.

I thought he’d put the whole vibe into me. But he didn’t. In fact, he couldn’t. The device was shaped at such an angle it could only go in a short distance.

I frowned. Exactly how was this short-ended dildo going to get me off? Little did I know.

Like a doctor manipulating one of his instruments, Eagle maneuvered the vibe around inside my channel. It wasn’t comfortable. It wasn’t pleasurable. I was about to open my mouth in protest until-

“There it is.”

Eagle pressed the vibe upwards, into the front wall of my pussy. I dug my heels into the couch and arched my pussy into the device as it drilled into my G-spot. In a matter of seconds I went from the bottom of a cliff to the top of a mountain of pleasure. I only held on by my pinkie toe.

But I didn’t want to hold on. I wanted to be flung over the edge into the oblivion of pleasure that had built inside of me.

The combination of Crow grazing his teeth over my nipples, of Eagle pressing firm with that vibe, and of Owl gently stroking my temple, not to mention the pressure in my ass, all of these were forces pressing against my back, urging me to jump, to leap. But I couldn’t let go.

There were ticks happening all over my body. The fingers of my left hand shook uncontrollably as though a fault line were cracking it open. My right knee bounced up and down. My chest shook. Parts of my body were cracking at the seams, trying to get the orgasm to come out of me. But the cracks and fissures weren’t enough. I needed more. I needed something more.

“You wanna come, baby?”

I looked up at Owl. That was what I needed; for him to say the words. He’d begun this whole adventure into bliss. I couldn’t go any further without him.

“Come for me, Kira.”

And just like that, my body released the pressure that Eagle and Crow had built up in me. It was a massive explosion as everything gushed out of me.

“Fuck, man,” groaned Eagle. “You didn’t tell me your girl fucking squirts.”

I had felt more wetness than usual leave me. I peeled open one eyelid and saw a puddle of fluid on the leather couch. I was mortified. Had I peed in front of these guys?

“Ooh, I want a taste.” Crow let go of my breasts and moved between my thighs. He lapped up the liquid. Then he looked up at me and grinned. “Sweet as berries. Do it again, E. I wanna see this time.”

“All right. Fuck her ass.” Eagle indicated the butt plug.

Crow took hold of the end of the plug and thrust it in and out of me. They were small movements, but they felt like he was ramming all the way into me. My ass grabbed at the plug and squeezed each time he brought it back into me.

In my pussy, Eagle found that spot just inside my front wall again. He stroked harder, faster. That same pressure built up again, instantaneously. My hips shook as it battered against me to get out. This time I felt the fluid get called down. Some of it leaked out of me in anticipation. The pressure was delicious. My eyes rolled back in my head and landed on Owl.