Lucky Springs 4: Training Party (2 page)

He grabbed her hands and held them to the bed. “You need to learn this game faster. If you want to have sex, if you want me to fuck you, then you need to obey me.”

“You want me?” She wiggled her hips. He did, and the jolt it gave her was better than ice cream or a new vibrator. This was real.

Tucker smiled and ran his tongue up her slit once. She shivered and groaned when he avoided her clit. He was in charge. Unlike most men, he had self control to spare and wasn’t only interested in his fun.

“I’ve never been watched before.” Ang squeezed her eyes shut.

“You’ll get used to it.” He let her go and stepped back two feet from the bed. His arms were crossed as he stared at her expectantly.

Ang grabbed her pillows and piled them behind her, against the wall. Her bed was in the corner so she had plenty of things to lean on while she played and read. There were three toys on the bed. If he’d gone to her other dresser’s bottom drawer, he’d have found many more, but these were her current favorites.

The vibrating ones would be too easy, and she’d get off before her proper build up. She’d played with the glass one so much. Now, someone had found it. Her face burned as she picked it up.

“When did you do this for the first time?” he asked.

She looked at him then away as she pressed the cool glass to her cunt and twirled so it got wet. “Masturbating. I started…I don’t know. High school.”

“Liar,” he said.

How did he know? They were friends, yet he seemed so intense now. His focus was all on her, and that made her pussy tighten. Rubbing the tip of the toy up her slit, she made it slick for him to see, and her fingers could help her to the goal.

“When?” he asked.

“Middle school, okay? I didn’t really discover this trick that you want me to do until high school when I got a toy.” She pressed the glass to her cunt and her body took it eagerly all the way to the ball end she held onto.

“Maybe you need a longer one?” he suggested.

She groaned and fucked herself with the toy. Arching her back, she rubbed her clit with her other hand. Her hips rocked. The orgasm was easy, but she had to feel her body open to give Tucker what he wanted. The urge to please him turned her on more.

Looking at Tucker, she saw the lust and something more in his eyes. His cock was hard, yet he stood there clothed and serious. Was he really a Dom? He might be too much for her. Add in Landon and Dane…

The idea made her hips lurch. Her body moved faster than ever to the goal. It was messy, but once she’d found out she could do it, it was a rush unlike any other. This time she didn’t need a made-up fantasy of a man making her or standing over her, waiting to punish her if she failed or if she made too much of a mess. Now, it was real.

“Oh God!” Her hips pressed into the bed as her body opened, squeezing out the juices as she shuddered. It was out of her control now, and she pulled the toy from her pussy. Her muscles tightened again and there was more. Tucker did this to her, and she looked at him as she gasped for air.

He had a slight smile on his face, and her cunt twinged again, but there was nothing left.

When he leaned in and kissed her thighs, she trembled. Then his lips brushed her slit. He tasted her cum and inspected the wet spot.

“You must go through a lot of sheets.”

She smiled. “If it was just for me, I’d put a towel down or two. Did you like it?”

He stood up, and for a second, she worried he’d found fault with her. Not enough screaming and noises? More begging him to join her? Angie didn’t play games well. She just threw herself into her needs. Now, she might have a man to please.

“Not bad. You enjoyed it.” He unzipped his fly and eased out his hard cock.

Without asking, she scooted toward him, right into the wet spot, but she didn’t care. He unbuttoned his fly and pushed the denim aside before sliding his hand in her hair. “Too tired?”

She grinned at him and leaned forward; her feet hung over the edge as she wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed his cock. Toys were good, but the real thing was something she hadn’t had enough of in life. Pushing thirty and another round as a bridesmaid didn’t depress her.

The problem was she needed a man who wanted her and wasn’t afraid of her dad being the rich mayor of Lucky Springs. She couldn’t change her family or her need for approval. Her secret hope had been for a strong man who’d understand her. Tucker was that man, and she’d never really seen it. Ang pressed to him.

Giving his firm ass a squeeze, she ran her fingers over his muscled lower back and hips before stroking his long cock. He wasn’t made of glass, but he’d trigger some serious orgasms.

Sucking the head, she focused on him. Pleasing her Master—learning his taste and what he liked was all that mattered in that moment.

She sucked his balls and took her time. The male form turned her on, and Tucker was perfect. Part of her worried what happened next. For all her reading, she’d never submitted to someone. How did he do this with Landon and Dane sharing a house with him? As she licked up his shaft, she knew the gay guys would love to share Tucker, but were things that kinky over there? She was eager to find out everything.

“You want to suck all day or you want to come home with me and see how much fun submission can be?” His hand fisted in her hair.

She moaned at the feel. He had the power, and she wanted him to use it. Kissing his hips, she pressed her breasts to his cock and rubbed until he thrust against them. He must really enjoy her curves. If only she could diet to a flatter stomach and not lose any cleavage.

“You don’t want to suck me off?” he asked.

“I do. This is crazy, Tucker. I want to try it all with you.” She looked up at him and stopped worrying about what he thought or wanted. She sucked his cock and let herself fully enjoy the experiment.

His hands tightened in her hair and guided her pacing. He never gagged her. Even when she tried to take more, he pulled her hair until she backed off. The slight ache in her scalp sent a shiver down her back. He knew exactly what he was doing. It was Tucker, and she trusted that he’d never hurt her. No doubt he could make her a sex slave.

Ang wanted to taste him. She sucked the tip of his cock, flicking it with her tongue until Tucker groaned. His hips rocked slightly, lifting just into her mouth. Her hands worked the rest of his shaft faster and faster until he released her hair and came in her mouth.

Smiling, she licked and sucked up the cream shamelessly. A blowjob had never felt so natural and perfect. Before she’d been awkward trying to figure out what her partner wanted. She licked Tucker’s cock clean and kissed his sac. “That was amazing.”

He grabbed her chin and kissed her hard. “Wait until Landon and Dane get to play with you.”

“What?” She smiled harder but didn’t press the question further. If she trusted Tucker, she trusted the other two even more. She’d do anything they wanted just for the experience of submitting and group sex. Three men! It was a theme in any sexual fantasy or dream yet always the one she dismissed as impossible. Tucker must’ve seen that page marked in her book, too.

“Get dressed. We’re going to my place where I can watch what you eat—if you want to lose weight. Hell, we’ll keep your body moving so much you’ll need more calories.” Tucker pinched her ass, but suddenly kissed her mouth. Slow and deep, he took over her body more with his lips on hers than by finding her dirty little secrets in a drawer. He liked her, and it felt so good to be herself fully. She kissed him back, clinging for more until he pulled away.

There was one question she couldn’t resist asking. “So the super wet orgasm didn’t bother you? I always thought men would find it gross.”

“Did you ever ask one?”

She looked away. “One time. In college. The guy was adventurous and not from Lucky Springs so I felt sort of anonymous. He thought I had to be peeing.”

“Idiot. Don’t worry. You don’t need to hide your books or toys anymore. I want to know all of your fantasies.” He tucked her hair behind her ears.

She reached for her shirt and cargo pants then changed her mind. “Any particular way you want me to dress for you guys?”

Tucker smiled. “Good question. A dress and heels would be better than hiding your body.

Get ready for that wedding.”

Nodding, she went into her closet in search of something she owned that looked a little sexy. She couldn’t be the town slut, with her dad being the mayor and all. That was her mom’s constant lecture all Angie’s life. Her dad had always been in town politics of some kind. Angie had a few slinky summer dresses in the back of her closet that her mother had pronounced too short to be decent. Her pussy throbbed at the idea of wearing them for three men.

She should’ve cheated on her diet a lot earlier!

Lounging on the couch, Dane rested his head on Landon’s shoulder as they watched TV.

Dane checked the clock. It was getting late. Tucker had just gone out to check on Ang and grab a pizza. One of those things had gone wrong.

“Call him,” Landon said without Dane asking the question. They’d been together forever and could read each other like a book. Landon understood Dane worried about the group. That didn’t mean Dane didn’t love his time alone with Landon. They had their weekly fix, and Tucker never got jealous.

Dane leaned up and kissed Landon cheek. His reddish brown hair and green eyes always made Dane feel lucky, as if he had his own sexy leprechaun. Somehow, he’d fallen for a white guy—actually two, but Landon was his first and what they had was special.

By the time Dane got his phone out, he heard Tucker’s car in the driveway. Landon shrugged, and they both watched the door. Tucker was predictable and a planner. Late meant there was a story. Dane snuggled back with Landon now that the concern was gone.

When Angie walked through the front door wearing a skimpy blue dress and high heels, the men exchanged a smile. Dane felt the bubble of arousal deep inside. He knew Landon felt it, too. She was the one who’d stood by them in high school. A gay interracial couple meant taunting at school and confused parents at home. Dane’s family had really struggled with him dating a white guy. Accepting their bisexuality had taken longer. Throw in the submissive play, and things weren’t so simple.

Dane loved having Tucker in his life. Tucker had confidence and took the lead. The way Angie was looking at Dane and Landon, Dane suspected Tucker had worked his magic on the sexy blonde once already.

“Hi guys,” she said.

“Hey,” they answered.

Tucker carried in two large pizzas and nodded toward the kitchen. “What are you two staring at? Let’s eat.”

Dane grabbed plates while Landon got the drinks. “Sweet tea or something else, Ang?”

“Tea is good.” She stood nervously and stared at the boxes.

“Sit down and eat.” Tucker pulled out a chair for her.

She shook her head. “I can’t eat that. You promised to help me lose weight so I’ll look good for the wedding.”

Dane stepped in behind Ang and grabbed her hips playfully. He turned her to the left and right. His hands slid up her waist to either side of her breasts, and he cupped them. He’d been one of her gay boyfriends, harmless and fun, for years. They’d seen each other naked, but now, it would be different. “You don’t need to lose an ounce. We keep telling you that.”

She blushed and sat in the chair. “Thanks.”

“What’s up?” Landon asked.

Tucker opened the pizza boxes on the rectangular wood table. “Everyone relax and eat.

Ang, I promise you’ll burn more calories than you’ll eat here. But no rabbit food. It’s pizza night, and you’re eating because we got extra just for you.”

She grabbed a slice and dabbed the grease with a napkin before she took a bite. The guys dug in, but Dane kept an eye on Ang. She was nervous and a bit more reserved than normal.

Dane and Landon shared a shrug and looked at Tucker.

“Ang is going to stay with us until the big wedding so we can help her burn a few more calories.” Tucker dug into the pizza.

“Okay, but how? She hated gym in school and sports of any kind. The girl doesn’t get dirty.” Landon gave her a wink.

“You have to find an activity that you enjoy to keep fit,” Tucker said.

Ang put down her slice. “I’m not moving in. I can’t. People will talk.”

“Let them. Your friends are helping you slim down for the wedding. I caught you with a pint of ice cream and all sorts of junk food in the house. Besides, how else can you cover being here and having submissive sex with three men?” Tucker took another bite.

“Ang? Finally, we see the wild side.” Dane stared at Ang who was now so red she looked sunburned.

“I knew it.” Landon smiled as he took a second slice.

“You wanted her. We both did. But submissive?” Dane asked.

“He searched my room for food and found
stuff
.” She filled her mouth with pizza.

“You can’t have secrets from the guy in charge.” Landon put another slice on her plate and got rid of the empty box. He leaned over and kissed the top of her head. “Welcome.”

Ang swallowed and looked at the three men. “Explain how it works. What you three have isn’t typical. Tucker is in charge of you two, too?”

“Sexually, yes. He’s the Dom, but it’s not seriously strict or harsh. The rest of the time it’s all equal. Everyone works, does chores and gets a vote.” Dane leaned in kissed her cheek.

“Never thought we’d get this lucky.”

“Ang makes four?” Landon asked.

“That’s the plan.” Tucker nodded. “We’ll give it a try until the wedding and see if she wants to stick with us longer.”

“So you’re all flexible?” she asked.

“Bisexual,” Tucker corrected. “Yes. Does that make you uncomfortable? Be honest.

That’s the only way to get what you want.”

“No, it doesn’t bother me. I thought these two were gay so it’s a surprise.” She blushed.

Dane chuckled. “Don't stress about it. We’ve only wanted you since high school.”

“Me too.” She smiled and ate her second slice. Tucker watched her but talked to Dane and Landon about the factory changes and expansion. When they were done, they cleaned up.