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The room is full of the sounds of our combined moans and sighs, and the obscene slapping of wet flesh. Susan’s body quivers with delight, her skin flushed and glistening with a sheen of sweat. Her gasps of pleasure mingle with the raw intensity of our own pleasure.
Susan takes Artie’s cock in her mouth while Ollie plays with her tits, rubbing his hard cock against her nipples. Susan holds her breasts together so Ollie can slide his dick through the middle.
Our bodies writhe against each other like entwined snakes.
And then, with a powerful surge of pleasure, it happens. The climax sweeps over me like a tidal wave. I grunt and spend myself entirely inside Susan while Ollie comes on her chest, and Artie in her palm.
As we catch our breath and bask in the afterglow, I can’t help but wish for time to slow down and stand still, freezing this moment forever.
17
SUSAN
Iwake up to gentle rays of sunlight filtering through the curtains, casting a warm glow on the room. Stretching my limbs, I feel a sense of contentment wash over me as I realize I’m surrounded by the people I care about—Ed, Ollie, and Artie.
Yes, it’s only been a few days, but I’ve begun to care about them. A part of me fears it’s more than just attraction.
I look up to see the first rays of sunlight coming through the window. Any other winter morning, I would have walked to the window and soaked it in. But the sight of it now fills me with dread. The snowstorm has ended, and I don’t have any reason to stay anymore.
As I lie here, my thoughts start to wander, and a playful grin spreads across my face. Today, I’m feeling particularly adventurous, and I can’t resist the urge to indulge in a slow and intimate session of passion. I want to explore every inch of our desires and create unforgettable moments with these men, before I have to leave.
Turning to Ed, who’s still in a peaceful slumber beside me, I gently trail my fingers along his arm, slowly waking him up. His eyes flutter open, and a mix of surprise and desire flickers in them as he meets my gaze. I can tell he’s intrigued by the mischievous glint in my eyes.
I lean in closer, capturing his lips in a lingering kiss.
My hands glide over his body, tracing the contours that I know so well now. As the heat between us intensifies, I guide his hand to my breast.
As he cups and kneads gently, my breath hitches and a soft moan escapes my lips. Not wanting to neglect Ollie and Artie, who have begun stirring beside us, I reach out and run my finger down their bodies.
My own body becomes a canvas for pleasure as hands explore and lips roam freely over my sensitive flesh. I revel in the sensation of being desired by all three of them, the delicious friction of skin against skin. When they look at me, I see the reverence clear in their eyes.
Moans and whispers fill the air, merging with the sound of our racing hearts. Blissful exhaustion settles over me as I orgasm again and again.
I nestle into the warmth of their arms. Artie strokes my hair. “I could get used to this.”
Ollie stretches his arms above him. “I don’t want to ever be woken up any other way,” he declares.
We all freeze in our positions as the shrill ring of a phone shatters the post-sex silence. It takes a moment for us to register the sound, and we exchange confused glances. Then Ollie speaks up. “That’s my emergency phone.”
His eyes widen, and he quickly answers the call, a hint of concern etched across his face. The voice on the other end sounds urgent, and I strain to hear the conversation. Ollie’s brow furrows as he listens intently, his gaze darting between us.
“What’s going on?” I ask, my voice filled with a mixture of curiosity and apprehension.
Ollie holds up a hand to signal us to wait, then speaks into the phone. “Yes, this is Ollie. We’re all here and safe. Thank you for checking up on us.”
After a few more moments, Ollie finally speaks, his voice laced with relief. “Thank you for letting us know. We’ll make sure to take the necessary precautions. Please keep us updated if anything changes.”
He hangs up the phone and turns to face us.
“That was Calvin, our wood guy. They were checking up on us after the snowstorm. It seems there was some damage to the road leading up to the cabin, but they’ll clear the path by tomorrow.”
“Oh,” I say, trying to hide my disappointment. “That’s great.” I try to summon some kind of enthusiasm but find nothing.
Ollie turns to me. He looks like he’s about to say something but seems to think better of it.
“The snow is melting. We better go out and assess damage,” Ed says.
I frown. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
