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No one pressures me to do anything more though as we watch. My boyfriends obviously don't need any encouragement other than the movie though, because they're all scrunching down the front of their sweatpants just enough to pull out their stiff cocks.

They aren't nervous or ashamed to jerk off in front of each other. That confidence is attractive. It also makes me wonder how often they do this, or did this before I moved in.

I cross my legs to stay warm and to clench my thighs together because watching the five of them touch themselves is very sexy. I understand now why they want to watch me touch myself. I'm just not sure I'm ready for that.

Quintin and Miles have other ideas though. They pry my legs apart and each hook one over one of their knees. They don't do anything else, just continue watching, mostly ignoring me. I'm on display, but at least I'm not out in front of them and the sole focus of their attention.

The porno does a little bit for me, but watching my boyfriends touch themselves is turning me on even more than the video. As soon as one of them looks over between my splayed legs, they'll know it too. The damp spot on my panties is spreading. Proof that I'm as naughty and dirty as my boyfriends.

I want to get more comfortable, but Quintin and Miles are holding my knees so when I shift, I slide down on the sofa, spreading my legs even more until I'm practically on my back with my pussy lined up with the edge of the sofa.

This is absolutely not what I'd intended.

I'm even more on display than I was before.

From the sidelong glances my boyfriends send me, they've noticed as well. Now they're half watching me and half watching the video.

This will continue until I give in. And the longer I watch them touch themselves, the more I want to do the same.

Slowly, my fingers inch over my hip and walk down to the damp gusset of my panties.

I trace the edges, then run my fingers through the center, warming my pussy even more.

It feels good to be touched there even if it's through the fabric, and only by my own fingers.

It'd be nicer if it were their fingers, and they were taking control.

Or if I had the little vibrator that's upstairs in my bedside drawer.

My boyfriends seem to have enough of their own toys though, so they could produce one at any moment.

The idea is exciting, and has me reaching beneath my panties to my bare pussy.

They can't see my fingers now and the freedom of doing something secret and hidden from my boyfriends even as I'm on display is invigorating.

The female pirate on the screen is now being held in another pirate's arms as he stands and fucks her. His friend stands behind her and fucks her ass, bouncing her on both of their cocks at the same time.

"Do you want to try that?" whispers Quintin in my ear.

"Do you think you're ready to take us both as the same time?" Miles asks, his voice rough.

"I'm not sure I can wait," says Helix. "I need your ass so bad, Clarissa."

He pulls a bottle out of the side table and stands up, dropping his sweatpants completely. He positions himself between me and the projector screen, his hard cock jutting out proudly, begging to be licked.

"Stand up and drop your panties," orders Helix.

I look to the other gamers for confirmation, but they're all just staring, waiting to see what I'm going to do.

Miles and Quintin release their hold on my knees, allowing me to pull my legs from their laps.

It sounds like Helix is about to help me make decisions, which was what I'd wanted.

I'm definitely interested in whatever he's planning.

Especially if it involves that thick cock of his.

As I stand, Helix's cock bumps against my sweater, leaving a small drip of pre-cum on the fabric. I've barely let my panties fall to the floor before Helix spins around me and plops us both back on the sofa so I land on his lap, his hard cock pinned beneath my ass.

"Are you going to be our good little girlfriend and let me fuck your ass?" Helix slides his hands up under the front of my sweater, cupping my tits and pinching my nipples with his dexterous gamer fingers.

"Yes." The moan is practically pulled from my throat under Helix's skilled touch.

"Good girl," says Helix against my ear. My pussy clenches.

"Let me help you take off your sweater," offers Lionel. "You promised us we could watch. We don't want to miss anything."

My sweater had been baggy and bulky, so I hadn't needed a bra. When Lionel tugs it over my head, I'm laid completely bare before my boyfriends. And based on how stiff their cocks are, they're loving it.

I am too.

The bottle in Helix's hand opens and closes behind me, but my eyes are locked on Lionel's.

Helix lifts my hips, then pulls me back farther on his lap. His cock doesn't line up with my wet pussy, though. No, he's pressing it against my puckered back entrance.

My eye go wide. I'd figured Helix's words were just dirty talk to get me wet. But this is really happening, right now.

Helix reaches around me, past my needy, aching pussy, and slips a lube-covered finger over my asshole.

His wrist brushes against my clit and my hips buck, seeking more contact, but his other arm snakes across my waist and holds me still against him.

The finger skating over my hole presses inside slowly, pushing and pulling just like Helix did with the plug at first. I suck in a breath when he adds a second finger, slowly working me open, preparing me to take his thick cock up my ass.

Finally, he must decide I'm ready, because he pulls his fingers out and squirts more lube onto my hole. He scoops some of it up and rubs it over the length of his cock before pressing the tip of it against my tight, slippery asshole.

The head of Helix's cock is bigger than the butt plug they used on me the other night, and it's stretching me as he attempts to press his cock inside a hole where things aren't supposed to go. I tense up, whimpering at the assault on my forbidden hole.

"Relax, Clarissa, let me in," says Helix, laying my back against his chest and slowly pressing my hips down so my own body weight eases me on to his cock.

There's a moment of pain as the head slips inside, followed by the sensation of being stretched and filled in a way I could never have imagined.

"There's a good girl. You're doing so well.

This is the same thing as that butt plug you liked. You enjoyed being so full, didn't you?"

"Mm-hmm." My body slowly adjusts to the big, warm-blooded cock penetrating me. Helix's body heat warms me as he runs his hands up and down my sides, nothing between our bodies, just skin to skin. I begin to relax, giving myself over to the warmth and stretch.

This is even better than the toy was.

Miles and Quintin each take one of my legs again and hang them over their own as they stroke their own cocks, rubbing them along the outsides of my thighs.

My boyfriends aren't shy about showing how much they want me and enjoy my body.

Especially Lionel, as he lowers himself to his knees before my pussy, leaning in to worship me with his tongue and fingers.

The pressure of his mouth eases me another inch onto his teammates cock, and I let my head fall back onto Helix's shoulder as I appreciate the full feeling in my ass and the teasing tongue on my clit.

My eyes flick up to the projector screen, where the first mate is riding the captain's dick as I sink ever further down onto Helix's. There are so many stimulations at once, I'm not sure my body can handle it.

But I'm doing it, and I'm so close. My hips buck again, trying to get Lionel's tongue to apply more pressure on my clit.

Helix hasn't even moved yet beneath me, but my own little movements are sliding him deeper into my ass in a way the toy never did.

I roll my hips forward against Lionel's tongue and back onto Helix's cock.

Reaching out, I grip Lionel's hair and hold him right where I want him. Where I need him. He sucks on my clit as he spears two fingers into my pussy, rubbing against the inside wall until I'm bucking faster and coming hard, not even caring how loud I'm being as I cry out my release.

I release my grip on Lionel's hair as I come down from the orgasm, and moan a weak protest when he sits back, withdrawing his fingers from my body and wiping the back of his other hand over the moisture glistening on his lips and chin.

"Did our girlfriend enjoy riding Lionel's face?" asks Quintin, stroking his cock with one hand and massaging the inside of my thigh with the other.

"Mm-hmm." My pussy feels empty without Lionel's fingers. It's unbalanced with my ass still so full of Helix's cock.

"If you loved my tongue, you'll enjoy my cock even more." Lionel has shucked his sweatpants and moves back into position between my legs, lining up his hips with mine.

This is really happening. Never in a million years would I have thought I'd find myself spread wide on a sofa, surrounded by five men watching me and stroking themselves, but there's absolutely nowhere else I'd rather be in this moment than about to be pierced by one of my boyfriends' cocks as another fills my ass with his.

"Fuck, your pussy feels so good," groans Lionel against my neck as he sheaths himself. "You're so tight with Helix stretching your ass. I don't think I can last."

I'm so full, and I'm not sure what to do with my hands, so I reach up and pinch my nipples, rolling them between my fingers like Helix had done.

All I can focus on is the fact that I'm sandwiched between two of my boyfriends as they use me exactly how they want.

This is what I wanted, what I needed—for them to take over and show me what's possible.

Nothing exists but this moment between all of us.