Hearing soft romantic music attracted Margo Needy like a magnet. She hadn't realized anyone was home tonight. Obviously she was wrong. Looking out her bedroom window she discovered only Brian's truck outside under the pole light along the circle drive. This type of music didn't seem his style. Curiosity led her to slip on one of her favorite mini dresses minus any undies. This was the same dress she wore when they had all taken Elliot to the airport three weeks ago. She had been very lonely the last few hours, so perhaps Brian might scratch her itch. These itches becoming quite intense with each passing day. The term nympho was easily matched with her need to be loved.
Barefoot she steps from her bedroom and finds the shock of her life. Dozens of tiny candles lit her way along the hallway, down two flights of stairs. A more vivid glow cascaded around her lower floor family room from the fireplace. Sitting in the dark upon her sectional was Brian Hancock nursing a beer and listening to of all things the singer Sade. He was wearing only boxers. stepping up behind Brian she leans on her arms over the sofa back and lets her hair dangle across his face and shoulders.
"You called?" She teases him with a palm led over to rub his chiseled chest.
"Dance for me."
"Mmmm!" She eases away and tiptoes around the sofa and stands atop her large oak coffee table, instantly grinding her body sensually. Hands moving over her dress to caress her body. Thin straps are guided from her shoulders and left alone as her hands played amid her long brown locks. Ignoring the dress it easily toppled to her chest reaching peaked nipples. Smooth Operator was certainly a perfect song to begin her emotional journey. Eyelids closed to feel the music she moves softly side to side allowing her hands to caress her chest drawing her dress beyond her nipples to well below them. Again ignoring the dress due to teasing her nipples with gentle fingertips circling around her areolas, the dress slid ever so softly to her hips. As one song ends it moves directly into Sade's Cherish the Day.
As the dress finally loses hold it follows her legs to hit the table. Nude she continued her siren dance. She knew Brian wanted her badly, he always did, so kept her eyes closed for the duration. The journey was mesmerizing. Turning her back to him she offers a stimulating dance that gave him a stunning flesh song. Her butt cheeks swaying slowly as her hands return to her hair. Another song fades, leading into The Sweetest Taboo.
A chill overcomes her as she feels fingers trailing her legs and caressing her ass. She refused to end her dance and turn. Finally, she had no choice as a hand taunts her own into a slow erotic turn.
"Keep your eyes closed." He tells her.
Obeying, she found his lips kissing her stomach, her hands moving to his scalp in loving adoration. Sensuality moves to her chest lightly nuzzling her nipples. Margo Needy was wet as hell. As Brian lingers she sighs and whispers, "I adore you."
No words reply, nor did she expect any. Lips move lower crossing her belly in a nomadic succulence. Now this is what Margo needed. To be romantically made love to. Drum beats to the song Feel No Pain excites her hormones. She wanted nothing more than for him to take her to her fur rug below. In her loss of muscle control she feels a weight step up behind her. Afraid to panic she endures the sudden appearance of a second set of hands. They were gentle, whishing her hair away from her neckline to kiss her neck just below the lobe of her ear. She melted. Had one of the other boys come home and joined Brian? This was perfectly fine by her. The sensuality and the music was intertwined to offer a rash of passion. She did not wish to face reality. Eyes remain sealed.
In a loop the Sade songs begin again with Cherish the Day. In her trembling soul more hands caress her from the side, she tenses but smiles reluctantly. All of the boys were home. They wanted to show her a night of true passion.
When more hands rub her calves she takes a deep breath. Jeffrey must be here as well. Five sets of hands. Fingers were roaming every inch of her. Kisses to her neck and stomach lead to warm exhales over her trickling pussy. A tongue upon her clit makes her head crane backwards at the bequest of intimate nerves.
Moans escape her amid rapid huffs of sensitivity. A hand palms her left cheek lovingly. That calculation in her mind, meant seven. "Oh my God!" She barely whispers. The hands thumb lightly pulls at her lower lip making her reel within her pleasure centers. Overwhelmed, she now feels six sets of lips succulently roaming her flesh. So warm, so tender, so expectant.
As the music ends with the applause of a live track, silence falls. The hands and lips fade away to leave her shivering. She couldn't take the abandonment and whispers, "Please." A single hand cups her lower back and guides her forward into mighty arms, drawing her from the table into his arms, holding her aloft as the music returns with Sade's Your Love is King. Margo clings to she presumed Brian and wraps her arms around his neck. Her legs circling his hips, the boxers were long gone. A python cock taunted her thighs and lower belly. In a backwards motion he carries her to the sofa and sits down carefully. She falls into him with starving lips, locating his, for a steamy make out session. Her hips lovingly gyrating over his girth, labia molding about his crown to tantalize her. The song switches to Nothing Can Come Between Us. She couldn't agree more. It truly was about faith and trust just as Sade spoke.
This meant keeping her eyes closed for the duration of this passion play. She does hear seats being taken all around her. She did not let it spook her. A hand leading to Brian's cock guided him into her pussy as they kissed. He let her do all the work. Her gyrations deep and slow, lost in love making. Their kiss sweltering and emotionally charged. His hands roaming her back, pulling her closer to his chest, her massive tits crushing against rock hard pecs.
"I love you." She manages between stealing his tongue fiercely.
Behind her found another soul kissing her shoulders. A single hand reacts by reaching over her shoulder to caress his scalp. A hand in her deep brown hair peels her kiss from Brian in favor of luring her into her intruders lips, a palm on her chin holds her in check to maintain his own passion. She accepted him without a second thought. She does her best to continue riding Brian in the balancing act. With her body arching backwards she finds two more sets of lips to each side of her sucking upon her nipples. A gasp is lost within her lovers mouth. A thumb lowered between her thighs softly rubs her clit amid her heartfelt thrusts. Brian was assisting her now with upward thrusts of his own.
Her muscles quaking, she knew she was closing in on an orgasm. Attention feeding upon her every step of her journey, she convulses and cums hard on Brian's cock. The second she loses her mind the kisses and touches fade. Brian pulls her back and cradles her in his arms, burying his face in her throat with warm kisses. She clings with ushered whimpers of delight. Breathless, her hands palm his face as she claims his lips as her own. With strength unexpected Brian takes them from the sofa into a standing position and fucks her standing up. Her legs barely holding her to his hips, her arms around his neck. Surprisingly, he sways to the soft music and carries her around the coffee table to the fur rug before the fireplace. Lowering them carefully he sprawls her out on to her back and fuels her kiss to keep her motivated. She sighed and caressed his ribs and shoulder at the same time. After a balmy five minutes Brian rears to his knees and vacates her without even cumming. She nasally whimpered, "Nooooo don't leave me." He does regardless. In her soul she knew what that meant. One of the others would replace him.
Still denying vision she awaits the outcome. She senses bodies surrounding her on the rug. Lips unite as a single force and devour her flesh in starving kisses and licks. Between her thighs a mouth frolics amid her labia, tantalizing then her clitoris. No fingers are inserted, merely a very amazing tongue that dug deep. She writhed in ecstasy at his talent, whomever it was. Uncaring at this point she relished in the swarm of lips sucking her nipples, her belly, her neck. None of them were being forceful, trying their best to be tender and devoted to her needs. Treated within minutes to a second orgasm she manages, "LOOOOOVVVVE MEEEEE!"
That they did.
Kiss after kiss greets her mouth. She passionately devoured them and fed with every ounce of her attentive desire. She knew by their kisses that not one of them were Eric, Cabot, or Heath. That meant Brian had invited new lovers. She found herself sad, yet fulfilled. Feeling for all intent and purpose that Brian was whoring her out. If not for their tenderness she might retaliate, yet this whole ordeal felt wonderful. Why ruin a good fantasy being fulfilled she thought. Still, Brian had indeed overstepped his authority. His anything goes rule should have at least been ran by her. In the future she would make herself clear concerning using her like this. Not wanting to make a scene and have these others be mad at Brian, she merely improvised that she most certainly loved their attention. Truth known, she did. A little too much. A lot!
