The Perfect Man

As I expected, he was right on Time and brought a bottle of Pinot Noir, settling in on the couch as I dug through the drawer for my corkscrew. We picked up right where we left off, Nietzsche, Tsung Tzu, and were deep into Kant when we finished the bottle.

"I find you very attractive."

"You're really nice. I love your brain."

"I have something else you'll probably love."

In an unexpected twist, Steven went from completely unsexual to quite aggressive, grabbing my hand and placing it on the incredible piece lurking beneath his dark denim. Without even being hard, it was easily the biggest penis I've ever felt and my mind went wild.

"Woah."

"Yeah, it's ok if you can't take it. A lot of girls can't."

"WOAH."

It swelled within my grip as he leaned back and popped his button. I was overwhelmed by his manhood as I unzipped his fly and helped him shimmy out, pausing for a split second to pull a Magnum XL from his pocket. Taking it in both hands and dropping down to the floor in front of him, he quickly expanded to the size of two stacked beer cans.

"HOLY SHIT."

"I know, right? Try to suck it. Can you even get past the tip?"

Holding this monstrosity in my clasp, I stroked and twisted, then struggled to fit my mouth over the head. Barely fitting it past my lips I stared up at his confident smirk.

"I feel like I'm giving you a LOT of teeth."

"I'm used to it, don't worry."

He pushed my head further than my aching jaw could take, almost reaching my hands doubled up on top of each other over on his shaft, my fingertips not even close to wrapping completely around. My pussy oozed down my thighs to the point that I felt like it was going to leak all over the floor.

Standing in front of him, I dropped my shorts to the floor along with my lacey panties, dying to feel his stretch. Steven lifted his shirt over his head and I stood on the couch, straddling over him. Just as I was about to drop down, he reached between my thighs and pulled his face into my juicy honeypot. Gripping my ass, he deftly tongued around my center, sucking hard on my clit and lapping up my essence.

He was an expert. His tongue and lips found every nerve ending at the perfect Time, as if I was controlling him myself. Seconds later, I trembled and came, unable to contain my vocalized approval.

"OH MY GOD!!!"

Another a moment later, then another directly after. I was dizzy and shivering, bracing myself on the wall behind us.

"Now you can have it." he offered, scooting back, tearing the wrapper with his teeth and quickly rolling the oversized condom on as best he could. He pulled behind my knees, his confidence cutting through the air like he knew exactly what was about to happen.

My legs shook as I reached between us and guided myself onto his ridiculous monument to masculinity. The first couple of inches were incredible, stretching me to the point of hurting. Painful in the best way. Lifting myself up, I dropped back down further, taking almost half of it and shuttering another orgasm that I felt through the tips of my hair.

"Fuuuuck."

"You're doing great."

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuck."

Another rise and descension, I was completely full with inches to spare. My entire body was electrified with every movement, and orgasm after orgasm rifled through my body in rapid succession. Within the span of 5 minutes, this little nerdy guy had me cumming more Times than I could count.

"I'm going to fuck you now, bend over." Steven commanded.

"Oh..."

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle."

I took him at his word and got on all fours onto the couch. Steven lifted his leg onto the couch and raised my ass up, slowly working himself into my depths. I've never felt anything like this before, not even my first Time. I heard the squish of my wrecked pussy, stretching to it's fullest as he once again found my uterus. He slowly worked himself in and out, hands clamped at my hip and straining my t-shirt, nearly choking me as he twisted and pulled. I rested my head in my hands atop the arm of the couch, his unhurried penetration stuffing me with satisfying discomfort followed by delightful relief as he pulled nearly out every Time.

My insides ached and the rapid-fire orgasms subsided a few moments later while Steven continued his methodic pace. I reached back and grabbed the unused inches, working the froth over his girth as he leisurely destroyed me.

"Your tight little pussy is going to make me cum, flip over."

His dead panned calmness mirrored is action and with relief I rolled to my back, immediately greeted with Steven standing over top of me, both hands working himself in my face.

"Play with my balls.... Open your mouth and tell me how much your pussy hurts. How much MY pussy hurts."

"Oh my God, my little pussy is so stretched out from that big dick. My little pussy is no match for you Steven, I couldn't possibly take any more. That huge cock has ruined me for days. I can't imagine..."

With a little grunt, he exploded across my forehead, the hot jism streaking from eyebrow to hairline. The next flex sprayed hard into my open mouth, splashing the roof of my mouth and filling my throat. Several more spurts spackled my lips, nose, and eyelashes, painting me with a gallon of cum from the bottom of his massive tightened balls, still jiggling in my hands.

I froze, completely engulfed in his icing, as he laid onto me and kissed me deeply, with zero regard for the mess he had made. Our first kiss shared his fluid, something I would later find was totally 'his thing.' I was still frozen, feeling the wet run down my face and through my hair while he lightly ground his softened cock up and down my gaping hole.

"Let me grab you something" he whispered, slipping off of me and disappearing for a moment. A hand towel from the bathroom met my outstretched arms as I reached into the ether.

After cleaning myself up, Steven got dressed and complimented my ability to "handle" him, but I acknowledged that I would indeed, be not right for a few days.

"It happens. It helps if we use toys first. Or I go second or third after someone else."

"Is that a thing you've done a lot?"

"I wouldn't say a lot, but it has happened several Times. It's actually how Matt and I became good friends. We both had a problem with our girlfriends. He wasn't enough and I was too much."

"Oh, weird."

"Yeah, it is a little bit. Kind of a long story, but you didn't really think we actually had anything in common, did you?"

I giggled, "Doesn't seem that way."

"No. Nothing at all. Nothing."

"Ok, now I'm curious. What's the story?"

"I was tutoring Matt so he didn't lose his lacrosse scholarship while working on my thesis. His girlfriend had a roommate who 'needed a boyfriend' because she was always 'cockblocking' as he put it. So we went out on a double date and she was actually great. But, she was a virgin. We dated for a while, sex just couldn't happen, so we tried toys, but she hated them. Blah blah blah the girls got to talking, we all got drunk and started playing truth or dare, then we all had sex together."

"Ahhhhh college."

"Yeah."

"And you guys started doing this regularly."

"No, it was a one-Time thing. Well, one Time with my girlfriend. It fucked her up and she felt guilty, then hated me for fucking Becca, and well, it all fell apart. Then Matt started getting off watching me 'finish off' his girlfriend and we did that for a while. Then they broke up and we had a few other things with some other girls, and a couple."

"Oh, another couple?"

He laughed, "Yeah, that's a wild one. We hooked up with these two girls one night and apparently, my neighbors enjoyed what they heard. Next thing you know, I had a knock at my door and this good-looking middle-aged woman in a short silk robe wants to know if I smelled 'gas.' There was no gas, but she insisted I come over to check her place. When I did, she started getting more obvious. The robe was open and I couldn't help but look. She asked if I liked it and I did, then she jumped all over me."

"Like a porno."

"Sounds dumb, but yeah, it worked. Then she slipped a DVD under my door. Apparently, her husband had a hidden camera in their bedroom."

"Crazy."

"Super crazy, but her husband left his number on it with a note saying, 'next Time bring a friend.' I wouldn't have done anything with it, but guess who was with me when I came home and found it."

I smirked and nodded.

"Yeah. He texted him and the rest is history. Gang bangs and everything."

"Gang bangs, huh?"

"I learned a lot of things about myself that summer."

"Sounds like it."

About an hour after Steven left, Matt sent me a text.

'Told you :D'

Steven and I agreed to meet the following weekend and, in the meantime, I was to arrange everyone getting tested. Shane assured me he hadn't been with anyone else, Derek and Steven agreed, so I went to the clinic that Monday for testing and Depo. A couple of days later, I was all clear, then Steven sent a message telling him and Matt came back all good.

Given the timing of my last period, the doctor assured me I was protected right away so I started making plans to see each guy. Shane was traveling, but the other three were available pretty much any time. I made the decision to see Matt first, that next weekend, as he was the only one I hadn't experienced.

We met for drinks that Friday at a little hole in the wall bar on the beach. He was just as fun as usual, wickedly gorgeous, and full of youthful exuberance. We got a little more drunk than I planned for and as the bar was closing, Matt demanded with take to the beach.

He playfully shoved me as we walked and I reciprocated with little slaps and a bite on his arm as we lightly wrestled in the moonlight. He kissed me hard as I giggled after he tickled me, and then pulled me tight as the chilly water splashed over our feet. His hands raced up and down my body, a mix of light and hard, but with zero inhibition as if he was trying to touch every inch of me at once.

"Let's get in the water."

"I'm good on that."

"I'm just going to throw you in then!"

He dove in and hoisted me up on his shoulder slapping my ass as he ran into the water and I pounded his back, shrieking in protest.

"MY PHONE!"

He spun around, walking back up through the surf and laughing uncontrollably, dumping me into the soft sand and immediately stripping naked.

"Oh my God, what if someone sees you!"

"It's fucking 230 in the morning, anybody seeing me is looking for this anyway!" he mused, shaking his hips and flopping his soft dick, his completely hair free body highlighted under the soft moonbeams.

"Come on, get naked, cause you're going in either way!"

He grabbed my wrists and lifted me up, dragging me towards the water.

"Hold on!" Fuuuuuck, I can't believe I'm doing this!" I panned, looking around to make sure there were no prying eyes on the desolate beach.

"Believe it!" he chortled, skipping off into the waves, his bright white tan-free ass flexing with every leap before disappearing into the black water.

If not for the night sky, my blushing cheeks would have been a beacon for anyone's passing glance as I pulled my shirt and shorts off, leaving my silky red bra and thong as a testament to my modesty.

"Come on!!!" Matt screamed, inviting every night owl within miles to watch us.

"Shhhh!" I protested, scurrying into the small churning curls preceding the larger swells.

"What? Nobody can hear shit over the sounds of these waves!"

As the water hit my more delicate parts, Matt rushed forward and splashed, sending a chill through my entire body, immediately grabbing and hauling me into the deep, forcing us both under.

"Ha ha! It's not so bad once you're in!"

"You asshole!"

"You love it!"

I did love it. It was fun. It was kid stuff. It was like college all over again. Letting loose, being care-free and silly. Not worrying about what's next or what might happen, just enjoying living in the moment and having pure, somewhat innocent, fun.

"You're still wearing so much clothes" Matt chuckled as I wrapped myself around him and we began to kiss, the taste of salt on our lips.

"I'm not trying to get arrested tonight."

"Where's the adventure in that? Let's definitely get arrested."

I giggled, feeling his sinewy physique against my softness in the cool water. His hardening cock flowed against my ass just below the surface as he held me up by my thighs, propping my face up above his head. He bit the bottom of my bra, dropping me down and drawing it over my tits, my diamond strong nipples finding his mouth. His tongue swirled around each one of them, licking, sucking and nibbling with feverous excitement. Biting hard on my chest, he looked up to me, releasing his grip underneath and I slid down his rippling body, catching his prick and locking it between my thick thighs.

His hands dug under the water, forcing my underwear past my ass and I kicked them off in the throes of passion, losing them in the abyss. My bra, soon followed. In the bobbing waves, we ground against each other and his hands continued all over my body, never find a place to stop for more than a split second, just devouring every inch of my flesh. I directed his nicely formed piece onto my slippery twat, writhing back and forth over it between my thighs, the flushing water no match for my natural lubrication.

He smiled into my mouth, ripped my hips and spun me around, grabbing my hilt and cupping my chest, running his oak between my legs. Pressing himself in with the ushering of his fingertips, my body shuddering in pleasure and the chill of the ocean. Everything was a mix of strong and soft, but high speed and exciting. He tongued up and down my neck, biting my ear, and dragging his teeth down to my shoulder, sucking and holding on with his mouth as he ravished me amidst the froth and breeze.

He clawed all over my body, continuing to consume me and rifling himself in and out of my eager pussy as we swayed up into the shallows. Another moaning bite on my shoulder, his hands mashing my tits, and body violently splashing water over me, pumping at an incredible rate, I knew he was going to cum.

"Cum in me, Matt. Cum in that pussy" I panted as his muscular body crushed me and he calcified into a statue.

"MMMmmm AhhhhhhhhHHHHHH!"

His throbbing member coated my womb with considerable force, each pulsating surge the only motion between us, sending me into orgasm.

"Keep fucking me, I'm cumming!"

The death grip he had on me fell loose, he welded his hands to my hips and thrust hard and fast, perfectly timed to match my peak. My body flush with warming hormones, he slipped out and pushed away from me, both of us falling into the tide, my steamy slit washed cool with the ocean.

"Don't go falling in love with me now." He teased.

"It wasn't that fantastic." I quipped.

We swam for a bit and I made him retrieve my clothes from the beach to meet me just as I came out of the water, just in case anyone happened to be around. I used his shirt to towel off as he slipped into his shorts. We ventured back to our cars and with a grab of my ass, we parted ways and I had my... harem.

"Harem?"

"Yeah, kinda what it is, no?"

Caroline raised her eyebrows, pursed her lips, and nodded, "I guess so."

"What else would you call it?"

"I'd call it being a total whore!" she laughed.

"Hey fuck you! It was your idea!"

"No slut-shaming here girly, I'm suuuuuper jealous."

"It's totally crazy huh?"

"So crazy. I love it. When's the orgy?"

"I don't think there is one."

"Why not? They're all into it, so why not?"

"I dunno, I figured that was a one-time thing with Shane and Derek. Maybe have a threesome with Matt and Steven cause they do that sort of thing."

"Duh. But they're all into it, right?"

"I think so."

"You know so."

"Sure."

"Don't roll your eyes. Might as well live that hot girl summer shit. Live your best life. YOLO. All that. God, I think I'm getting wet just thinking about it."

"Gross!"

"Sorry, it's fucking hot! You have to do it!"

"And tell you all about it, right?"

"Uh, yeah! Mike will appreciate it."

"OH MY GOD, you CANNOT tell Mike any of this! What have you told him?!"

"Please. I would never do that. You tell me, I get horny, and then I take it out on him."

"He never has any questions?"

"Are you kidding me? He's just glad to get some. And these days, with your stories, he's getting more than some!"

Every few days for the next several weeks was a new adventure with my men. Nice dinners and passionate sex with Shane. Drinks and hard fucking with Derek. Late night craziness with Matt. And the quiet wine nights and mental (physical) dilation with Steven. My perfect man. All four of them.

Caroline harped on me constantly to "bring the boys together." I really didn't feel it necessary. Every evening quenched my thirsts and there was no reason to complicate things. My needs were fully met in every way, did I really need more?

"I'm guessing this is Derek, nice to meet you bro!" Matt beamed, stretching out his hand across the corner of the bar.

My Wednesday haunt with Derek was invaded by Matt and Steven.

"Who are you?"

"Oh shit, you didn't tell him about us? Fuck man, sorry to blow up your spot."

"Derek, this is Matt and Steven. You know, the other guys."

"Oh, yeah. Good to meet you bud."

Derek stood and shook Matt's hand.

"Well, since we're all here..." Matt grinned.

Derek smirked, "we're not ALL here."

"Ugh, what is this?"

"This is the dream, Tanya. You got us together, so what's the plan."

"There is no plan, Matt. What are you doing here?"

Steven perked up, "We used to come here all the time. Been a while."

Matt's shit eating grin wouldn't be wiped from his face with a power sander, "should we grab a booth, or just get out of here?"

"Shane's in." Derek nodded, looking up from his phone.

"Excuse me? In for what? You guys aren't running this show, sorry" I fumed.

"Woah woah woah. Sorry hun, I just figured..."

"You figured wrong, Matt."

"Ok ok, sorry. We'll just walk away. Still on for next week?"

"We'll see."

"My bad, you two have a good night."

Matt and Steven disappeared onto the patio.

"So, I guess I should tell Shane to turn around."

"He's on his way?"

"Yeah, texted me right back and said he was only a few minutes away."

"This is bullshit."

"What?"

"This is about ME, not about you guys. I thought we had an understanding."

"I thought it was about all of us."

My frustration shifted as I stared across the table at Derek, visibly confused. It was about me. It was about them. It was about all of us, but I was in control. They all agreed that I called the shots.

"I'm feeling used."

"Sorry?"

"Like, you guys are just using me for sex."

"You're using me for sex. And drinks."

"it's not like that."

"What is it like?" Derek stated sternly.

Just as I started feeling the weight of my responsibility to other people, Shane walked in.

"Where's everybody at?"

"They're outside, she's pissed, and I'm hitting the can." Derek bellowed, pushing himself away from the bar and stomping towards the bathroom.

"Is everything ok here?" Shane quizzed.

"I don't know."

"What's going on?"

I nearly broke down, opening myself up to Shane about how I felt uneasy about the entire situationship. I vented that I was being greedy, while also feeling like I was a user... a manipulator.

"You know we talked about this."

"I know, but it was all just fun until tonight. They showed up and I just... I felt... I don't know..."

"it's ok. Like I said at the beginning, you can move forward with this, you can pick one of us, you could bail on all of us. You have options and we're all ok with whatever you want to do."