Dr Jolene Ch 14

CHAPTER 14: CONTENT

I was lying on Robert after a fuck that felt comfortable and pain-free. Ever since I returned from that weekend, I had an overwhelming need to have them back inside me but I did so one at a time. Each time the pain, especially my nipples, clit, and cunt opening, became less. This time it was gone. It almost didn't really sink into me, I had just enjoyed it so much and the orgasms he gave me weren't diminished by residual pain.

I ended up on top of him, having ridden him cowgirl facing him when my second and his first orgasm overtook us. I collapsed onto his broad chest, his heavy breathing causing me to rise and lower with his chest and stomach. It was tremendously erotic to me that my 110 pound, 5' 4" frame was next to nothing compared to these two ex-football players. I loved the way they could manhandle me to get me into any position they might desire. I loved that I could collapse on them and that my body completely relaxed caused them no discomfort. And, I loved that they could treat me like a princess with her ultimate warrior-protectors or as a slut with her dominate masters.

His cock was still deeply embedded in my cunt as we rested. I continued to flex my cunt walls around his shaft, teasing him to stay hard, but the reality was his cock soft would still remain four or five inches inside me unless one of us moved too much. I kissed his left nipple before raising myself enough to place my forearms under my chin.

"I think that balm you have been using on my intimate parts really works."

He put an arm behind his head to look at me, "The pain is really gone?" I nodded with a lusty smile. We'd all been waiting for this moment. I hadn't been able to properly service everyone as we enjoyed doing since that weekend. He put his fingertip to my nose and let it trail to my lips. I opened my mouth and sucked the tip suggestively. He smiled, "We were afraid that experience might adversely affect you. We weren't afraid for ourselves but for you. We would have understood if you wanted things to change, you know that, right?"

"I know that and that's why I love you guys so much." I studied his expression as he did mine. I kissed his chest and clarified my statement, "When I say I love you, Robert, it is the way I love James and Mr. W, too. I love the three of you."

"We understand that, Jo. And, we feel the same even if the word doesn't come out." I told him they don't have to say it, I already know it.

I looked up at him sensing a change in topic might be good. "Tell me, again, what that magical balm is."

He chuckled, seeing what I was doing. "It's a topical CBD salve. It's made from hemp oil from Colorado but the salve is produced in Missoula, Montana. I checked at a natural remedies shop and he gave me that stuff. It is supposed to have a wide range of therapeutic effects for chronic and acute pain, spasms, and calming anxiety. I'm glad it worked so well."

"Very well, indeed ... well enough that I think you should get several more jars. You know how I can get a little sore after some prolonged fucking by my big male cocks." A big smile came over his face and I could see his mind making a mental note to go back to that shop.

I was making a mental note, too. This weekend we would have a 'fuck the slut party'. I wanted the men to know that I was back and ready for them as I should be.

Saturday morning, I found all the guys at the kitchen table still having some coffee. Robert and James were in tee-shirts and boxers while Mr. W was wearing a light robe. What he might have had on underneath it was a mystery at that point. I had slipped on the baby-doll I had discarded the night before after James had dropped me onto his bed. I took a mug from the cabinet, filled it with coffee and took a seat at the table with them. We engaged in small talk of little consequence as if they were allowing me the minutes to fully wake up to the world. But I was already fully awake. When I woke up, I was disappointed when I stretched out my arm and didn't find James' body next to me. I was hungry for his cock ... actually, any of their cocks. I was turned on, excited, aroused ... Saturday ... if they were all intending to be home today, I had plans for them.

I casually asked what plans any of them might have today. They all said the weekend was completely free for a change, even Mr. W was planning to spend the weekend away from his home office.

I stood up, nearly knocking over the chair in the process. At least, that gave me their full attention, if not displaying my clumsiness. "Good! Since all my sirs will be in one place for the day, I have a pronouncement to make."

Robert raised his eyebrows at me, "Pronouncement? You're the slut here ... now sluts give the men 'pronouncements'?" I caught the wink he shared with James. They never did take all my 'sir' talk too seriously. They knew my real submission was to Mr. W but they were as devoted to protecting me, and using my offered body, as much as I was devoted to all of them. I also saw the smile on Mr. W's face as he quietly watched the banter while peeking over the morning paper.

"Sir ... yes, sir ... if you'd please allow your slut this opportunity." He looked up at me and shook his head in amusement. Then, he nodded. "Thank you. Sirs, I wish to declare that this day be 'Fuck Your Slut Day'."

James chuckled, "Jo ... err, slut ... we can fuck you every day ..."

Mr. W interjected, "I love the idea, my dear. I suspect you have something very special in mind, though."

I smiled my biggest smile. I stood before them as I generally was around them, the negligee hiding nothing of my body, the hem not even covering my cunt, which I could feel was very wet. "Yes, sir. The events of last weekend left me unable to properly perform my duties for all of you. At least not all together." I looked at Mr. W, "For you, sir, I would do it all over, again, though, of course." He opened his mouth to speak, but I put up my hand to stop him. We had already talked it all through. I knew he hadn't comprehended what Harrison might do, but he understood that it didn't matter to me as long as the weekend achieved the purpose. In a way, the weekend solidified much about my relationship. He and I fully came to understand how deep my devotion and commitment was.

"I thank you for giving me the time to heal by being gentle with me, but I am now ready to fully service you and, if I can be bold enough, I would like you to intentionally fully use me throughout the day as kind of a celebration."

They all looked at me, but I simply nodded. Mr. W put the paper down and leaned his arms on the table, "You will be sore, again."

I smiled, "Yes, probably. But this time it will be the proper kind of soreness."

I didn't even wait for any more dialog, I pulled the negligee over my head and dropped it on the floor, then dropped to my knees to crawl under the table. "But ... first, my breakfast ..." I heard laughter as I disappeared underneath.

James was in front of me so I slid my fingers to the waist band of his boxers and tugged on them. He raised off the chair so I could strip the garment down his thighs and off his feet. I pushed apart his legs and began licking his large balls before moving to lick up his long growing cock. When I reached the head, I put it between my lips, pushing saliva from my mouth to his cock as I then moved my lips down his cock. By the time my lips were again on the head, his cock was harder and the surface glistened with my saliva. I took the head between my lips and sucked the pre-cum forming there. I took more into my mouth, sucking and twirling my tongue around it. I moved my mouth down over the shaft, sucking and using saliva to get it ready to go deeper.

His cock was hard and his moans told me everything. According to them, they had made me into a premier cocksucker and I loved to hear them vocally express their enjoyment without embarrassment when the other men were present.

I took the head a few inches into my throat, breathing carefully, and swallowed to close my throat tighter around it. He groaned and I pushed more into my throat, pulling back to allow my throat to adjust to his size, then pressed back down to take more down my throat. By the time my nose was nearly touching him, I felt his cock twitch. I massaged his balls, then press the base of his cock with my thumb to pinch off the pending ejaculation. He tensed, his hands firmly on the seat of the chair next to his hips as I continued to suck and drive my throat over his cock. I could feel the pressure below my thumb as if I were holding back a flood with a single point of pressure, the Dutch boy at the dike, so to speak. I pulled my mouth up until only the head was inside and released my thumb. The first spurt was amazing, forcing me to swallow in gulps, making slurping sounds as I tried to take it and the next spurts to follow.

I cleaned his cock. Lovingly kissed the head, then moved to Mr. W who had opened his robe to reveal he was naked underneath. I gave each the identical effort and was pleased to hear similar vocal responses in return.

I stood by the table. I checked each face and found satisfied looks. I smiled. "I am going to get a few things arranged on the patio. Maybe, by then ... you'll be recovered ..."

They laughed and started moving. They knew I was more interested in having water and fruit available. If they wanted beer or anything else, they needed to get busy. I smiled inwardly. A slut might be the submissive one, the one who has given herself to others, but a slut also wields tremendous power through her body.

By the time I arrived back at the patio, the guys had already planned the start of the day-long use of me ... air-tight. I didn't know how they determined the order and, frankly, didn't care. They all were stroking their hard cocks waiting for me. James lay on his back on a lounge chair and I straddled him with my knees alongside his body on the lounge as I moved my cunt over the head of his massive cock until it sank inches into my hole. It took me a few strokes up and down on his cock to become fully penetrated. Then I felt a hand between my shoulder blades pushing me forward.

As I gladly lowered my upper body to James', I smiled down at him and covered his mouth with mine, releasing my hands from supporting myself as I rested on his chest. My hands moved behind me to spread my ass cheeks, presenting the next hole for penetration. I felt a glob of lubricant pressed onto and into my asshole with one, then two fingers before feeling the head of a cock pressing at and stretching my anal opening. I raised my mouth off James' to gasp as the cock stretched my sphincter before driving inches inside. As I dropped my mouth back to James' to devour his mouth, I glimpsed white legs moving to my side, which told me two things: one, Robert was the one forcing his cock into my ass; and, two, Mr. W was positioning himself next to me to be sucked.

I gave James a quick kiss on the lips, then turned my head to the side. Without looking up, I opened my mouth wide for the remaining cock to be inserted. Air-tight. Three large cocks in my three holes and the sighing, moaning, groaning, and gasping I was releasing as the three cocks began moving were witness to the feeling I had of being in lustful heaven.

Once Robert was stroking forcefully into my ass, I raised back up to my hands, my massive, hanging tits swinging and rubbing over James' chest. He managed to push his fingers between us to take the nipples between fingers to tease and pleasurably torment. I came quickly by the sensory overload of three cocks stroking deeply into ass, cunt, and throat. My orgasm was muffled by Mr. W's cock in my mouth.

I felt Robert's cock pulse inside me, first. Not surprising, either. My ass still very tight for these cocks, normally, but with James in my cunt, it made the fit even tighter for Robert. After he came inside my ass, Mr. W pulled out of my mouth and quickly took my asshole in one thrust to the hilt. James and I (again) came next, my cunt now washed with cum. James stayed in place as Mr. W continued to fuck my ass, James' cock barely diminishing in size by the constant stimulation. Mr. W pressed hard into me, thrusting hard and deep as he approached his own climax. I, however, was rising to another orgasm myself. His strong thrusts pushed James still hard cock against my g-spot and his continuous torment of my sensitive nipples brought me to orgasm as I felt Mr. W tense and spurt his cum to join Robert's.

I collapsed against James as Mr. W rested over me, his cock embedded in my ass. Both my ass and cunt slowly clenched and released over the two cocks as if milking both for all the seed they had to offer.

I sighed as Mr. W slowly pulled out of my ass. I stayed on James, his slowly softening cock still well inside me, as first Mr. W, then Robert, brought their cocks to my mouth for cleaning, which I greedily performed. It seemed like forever since I held any concern or hesitancy about ass-to-mouth cleaning. After finishing with them, I raised my cunt off James' cock until it fell from me and slapped his abdomen. I then backed down the lounge to clean his cock.

I stood up, feeling their cum leaking from ass and cunt. I smiled at the three men, my own hands stroking my energized body from my gaping, messing cunt up to my sensitized, heaving tits. I stared at them as they relaxed onto chairs, each taking something to drink. What to do? I wanted more. I needed more. This was my day to once again be the used slut they had shown me I was meant for. They caught the look on my face as I watched them settle and I caught their shared looks back and forth. The realization came to them at the same moment ... I was serious about this day.

I stood among the three men, pointing at each of the men in turn, my lips moving soundlessly. James asked in puzzlement, "What are you doing, Jo?"

Robert added, "Yea, you don't need to cast a spell over us, you know. You already have us caught in your web."

Even Mr. W got into it, "Keep that up and your jiggling, swaying tits will have us hypnotized."

The men all smiled and chuckled. I loved ... absolutely loved ... how comfortable we all were in the casual, obscene banter we could have about me and my body. "What I am doing, sirs, is deciding ... eenie, meenie, miny, moe ...." More fucking wasn't happening until someone was hard, again. So ... where do I start?

Sitting across Mr. W's lap during a rest period after all my males had been fucked the second time, he cuddled me close, hands stroking lightly over my body, tits and hips. "I sense something different in you, dear. Do you know or am I being too sensitive about you, again?"

"Perceptive as always, sir." I kissed his shoulder. "And, I don't need you to hover over me worrying. It is a nice feeling that you do that, so thank you, but I am good. Coming back to you guys was my elixir." I wiggled into him, pressing my left tit and erect nipple into his bare skin. "What you sense ... that Harrison woman was shocked when she found out I endured that weekend for you. I don't think she could imagine doing that for someone. I told her it was the ONLY reason I did it. I told her I would do ANYTHING for you ... and for the others two, of course, too. It was then that I truly realized the truth about myself. I truly am your slut ... and Robert's and James' by extension. Discovering yourself is a series of steps, right sir?" He nodded. Something I felt more than saw. "Learning that when I submitted and I wasn't really drugged was a step. Moving forward eagerly even after finding that out was a step. And, this is a step. A big step of realization. I am a slut who would truly do ANYTHING for you and the others. And I mean that, sir. YOUR SLUT. ANYTHING. You might not be able to understand how freeing that is, sir, because you aren't that way. But I am. You were right about me, sir. That, sir, is what you sense about me." He kissed the top of my head and held me tight. And this was exactly where I belonged.

Shortly after, Mr. W started off the next round of my use in consideration of my confession. He moved me to my feet. I looked at him questioningly as I was very content to be in his arms and lap. He pulled his chair to the edge of the patio and into the grass only a few feet. He took his seat and held his soft cock in his hand and looked at me. I smiled as I sank to my knees between his legs and replaced his hand on his cock with my own. I looked up at his peaceful face and the soft smile on it. I stretched up to kiss him on the lips before kissing his body down to his abdomen where I kissed the head of his nine inch cock showing new interest in my hand.

Yes, this is where I belong ... naked with my three men ready and eager to use my body ... my body I have eagerly, willingly, and freely given them. With that sense of purpose and contentment, I took the head of his cock between my lips and sucked, tasting some pre-cum escaping to my lips and tongue. I licked down his cock, my other hand cupping his balls, lifting them to my loving tongue and lips before licking back to the head. After a few minutes of licking, tonguing, and sucking, his cock was again the nine inches of hard cock I appreciate is attached to this powerful, yet generous and caring man.

His hands on my arms encouraged me up. As I stand, his hands on my hips direct me to turn so my back is to him. Without any additional direction, verbal or physical, I spread my legs outside of his, grasp his hard cock and maneuver it to my cunt opening and slowly but steadily lower my body over it, my cunt still soaked with cum from earlier.

I am not questioning in any of this. He wants me in this position and that is all I need to understand to focus my attention to pleasing him as I fuck my hips up and down over his cock, his hands on my waist assisting my movements. While the position isn't new for any of us, his movement of the chair onto the grass was new. Weather permitting, I fuck the men on the patio. My attention and effort are singularly on the cock inside me, my motion up and down, squeezing my cunt walls over the cock, and providing alternate motions to add to his stimulation.

Mr. W's playful experimentation wasn't lost on the guys, either. Moments after Mr. W sagged beneath me after his climax, Robert pulled me up and off Mr. W's cock, which slid out of me with his cum trailing out of my gaping hole, his cock slapping his abdomen. He remained on the lawn where we were and hoisted me into the air, catching me around the waist and pulling me into his strong body, my legs wrapping around him. As one hand held me in place, the other reached below my ass and I felt him moving his cock head along my slit until it sank just into the opening. As had happened on other similar situations, I expected him to simply release me to let gravity embed his cock into me, but that didn't happen. Instead, his two hands grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them. I dropped my head to his shoulder, now fully understanding what was going to happen. I felt another cock pressing at my asshole now and knew it was James, the two of them once again devising a plan jointly to maximize my use.

A combination of his moving and them moving me had James' cock spreading my sphincter. Once the head was inside, they dropped me onto their cocks. Thankfully, I already had two loads of cum in my ass. I cried out at the sudden, deep penetration in both adjacent holes. The abruptness instantly had me near an orgasm and the fucking motion of the two added stimulation as they lifted me up the two massive cocks and dropped me back down sending their cocks deep but also causing Robert's pelvis to jam my sensitive clit. The fuck was almost brutal but, at the same time, heavenly in the wild stimulation and jolting shocks their cocks sent through my body. When my body exploded in orgasm, all I do was go limp, my hands still around Robert's neck, but my head and upper body sagged back against James as they continued to thrust into me powerfully.