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“Please!” she screamed and slid forward.

  He held her safe as her orgasm rocked her from head-to-toe. Landon jerked Dane’s cock as Dane sucked his. Ang’s moans filled the kitchen and triggered Tucker’s release. A good Dom, he kept her safe and held his footing. Landon knew that face, Tucker was coming deep as he stayed buried inside her. Landon came in Dane’s mouth as Dane’s hips jerked. Finally, Ang got her hands firmly on the counter and her feet tried to find the floor. That sweet ass rotated against Tucker.

  When he lifted her off him and let her stand on her own, she turned and kissed him fast before looking at the other men. “Enjoy the show?”

  “Yes, thanks.” Dane licked his lips.

  Landon rubbed the mark where the counter edge had pressed into her breasts. Angie didn’t even seem to notice it. She really did belong here.

  “You made them both come. That’s good.” Tucker winked at her. “So you’ve earned a fantasy of your own. Pick wisely. You have to be able to stop and go to your dress fitting.”

  “You like to tease me.” She hugged him. “What I really need is a spanking. I’ve never had one.”

  “Then that’s what you’ll get.” Tucker kissed her.

  Landon kissed Dane, knowing they’d get their share of fun. Watching a first timer take a spanking was a real turn on. Rubbing the cum in Dane’s skin, Landon pulled his hand back and licked up the extra.

  Angie shivered. Spanking sounded so good. Sex certainly made chores more fun. Her body hummed with afterglow, but when Tucker and Dane opened their flies, her mouth watered.

  They were dressed for the weekend in jeans and T-shirts that advertised beer or sports teams. Real men. Deep down, she really didn’t want to go for the dress fitting with the girls this afternoon. She wanted to stay with the guys! But she’d known Cassie forever, and Angie couldn’t let her down. The small wedding had blown up into a huge Lucky Springs event.

  Cassie’s career as a photographer spanned Hurricane Katrina and the oil spill. When she’d finally come back from New Orleans, she’d started taking photos of Lucky Springs residents, highlighting the diversity and quirks of small town love and life. She’d really put Lucky Springs on the map, and everyone shared in the success. This would be the biggest wedding of the year.

  Tucker sat her on the table and rubbed her aching breasts. Then he kissed them. “You liked that position? If you don’t like something, tell me.”

  Her chest hurt a little, and it made her feel even better. “I’m not a princess. I want it a little rough.”

  Tucker patted the table. When she sat primly on the edge, he pushed her onto her back and turned her on her side at an angle. For a second, she braced herself, but he had her safely.

  Dane grabbed her hands and held her wrists together.

  Landon held her knees pressed together and Angie knew she was in for more than a spanking. It only turned her on to play along. “I’ve dreamed about a spanking for so long. I just want to please you.”

  That was a little lie. Her clit throbbed harder with her legs firmly pressed together. She wanted the sex and the great orgasms. Getting the guys off made her releases so much better.

  Tucker rubbed his hands all over her body while Dane bent over and kissed her. Their tongues teased, but just as she went for more, he pulled away and pressed his cock to her lips.

  His cock tasted like cum, but he was growing hard again, she couldn’t resist. Licking his sac, she looked up and admired his erection. When Tucker’s hand landed on her ass, she gasped.

  That was the game, and it made her pussy tighten. Tucker couldn’t fuck her while spanking?

  Damn! She just wanted more and more.

  “Don’t bite him. You have to prove you can juggle multiple men and your fantasies.

  Control yourself.” Tucker smacked her ass again.

  Angie moaned and sucked Dane’s cock. “Don’t stop,” she said.

  Landon leaned over and licked her breasts, pinching and teasing them. More distraction.

  Just what she needed! Angie relaxed as Tucker hit her bottom again. The sting and heat of it spiked her arousal. She tried to swallow Dane’s cock, but when another slap landed, she had to control her jaw. Work and sex and submission—her mind whirled in a happy fog.

  “She’s pretty good at this,” Dane said.

  Landon kissed Dane, and Angie trembled. Watching their intimacy notched her desire up another level. Her high-school fantasies were right in front of her now, with Tucker adding a new level of kink.

  “You’re too easy on women,” Landon said to Dane.

  “We can’t be rough on Angie.” Dane stroked her hair.

  She couldn’t keep quiet and realized no one had said she had to. “Please, someone fuck me.”

  Tucker smacked her rear again. “You like being spanked?”

  She nodded. “I love it, but you shouldn’t have to do all the work. Fuck me now. I need it but have to leave this afternoon for a little while. I’ll make it up to you later.”

  “You want to be fucked and spanked?” Tucker’s hand landed and squeezed her flesh.

  She shuddered. “Yes. I love it. I need both.”

  “She’s not good at begging yet. That ladylike air about her.” Landon smiled.

  “Please!” She rocked on the table and filled her mouth with Dane’s balls.

  Tucker pushed her top leg forward so he had more access to her pussy. When his fingers probed her wet folds, she groaned and tried to open for him, but they held her knees. His tongue licked over the cheek he’d spanked, and Ang flinched at the new feeling. It hurt a little, but the sensation eased into a warm glow deep inside.

  The rustle of a condom wrapper made her pussy tighten. Tucker filled her cunt, which was tighter than normal in this position, and held her thigh down so she couldn’t give him more room. Her body shook slightly, but she squeezed him to egg him on. Then she went back to work, straining her neck for Dane’s cock, but Landon’s hand was already stroking the shaft.

  “Lick behind the balls, babe. He’ll come like a fountain.” Landon nipped at Dane’s neck.

  Dane pulled Landon close, and that meant Ang’s hands were suddenly free. She wrapped her arms around Dane’s hips and licked at that sensitive spot like a good little sub. Landon knew Dane’s body better than she did, and she wanted to help get him off.

  Ang wanted to learn all their little tricks and fantasies so she could act them out as naturally as this felt. Tucker slapped her rear again. It felt so much better when her pussy was stuffed tight.

  “More please.” She squeezed Dane’s sac and licked that spot as Landon jerked Dane faster.

  Tucker pulled out then filled her again before she got another smack. Moaning, she nuzzled Dane and heard his grunts. Looking up, she saw him come as Landon kissed him and rubbed the head of his cock. The warm droplets landed on her neck, shoulder and breast. All she could do was suck his balls and lick her way up his shaft, over Landon’s fingers. She needed to suck the head and taste him.

  “You like it.” Tucker gave her one more smack and drove his cock in and out of her faster and faster.

  “Yes!” Angie clung to Dane as Tucker controlled her lower body.

  As Tucker rapidly fucked her, Angie found herself in a zone of abandon. She’d never trusted like this before. The freedom and security added pleasure, but being held down and taken was another dream come true. Her cunt tried to hold onto Tucker every time he filled her. The climax tore through her, and her nails dug into Dane’s thighs.

  “Please, Tucker!” she screamed.

  He filled her again and ground against her, his hand pressing to her swollen ass cheek. It made her release last longer. Angie craned her neck to look at Tucker, and finally, she got something right! He came, and she got to see his face as his orgasm hit. It almost felt as if she were floating. He leaned over her body and sucked her breast.

  “Good?” she asked.

  “Not bad.” Tucker rubbed her breast. They were really concerned about h
er safety and thought she was delicate. She had plenty to show them.

  “You’re perfect.” Dane kissed her forehead.

  “I’ll try harder next time. It might be easier if you actually tied me up. Your hands would be free.” She looked at the clock on the wall. “I need to go get my clothes. I’m sorry, but I have to get to the dress fitting on time, and I can’t wear that blue dress.”

  Tucker stood straight. “You’re absolutely right. You owe your friend your time for her wedding. You can discuss your new relationship while you’re there.”

  Angie laughed. “Right, I’ll ask Cassie what she thinks of me submitting to you and fucking three men at once. That won’t be awkward at all.”

  “Ang has no clue.” Landon kissed her softly. “People in Lucky Springs can keep secrets.”

  “What secrets?” Ang considered herself plugged into the gossip of Lucky Springs.

  “Tell Cassie you’re staying with us and see what she says.” Tucker winked and dumped his protection.

  Ang shrugged and sat up properly, putting weight on her punished side. Tucker had made one cheek good and pink. It wasn’t anything serious, but sitting would be interesting for a while.

  She’d been trained to sit like a lady from a young age. Being good in public was imperative for her father’s good image at campaign functions. Good girls didn’t fidget, but no one would suspect her secret.

  She’d always tried to be appropriate, and some thought she’d tell her father every bit of gossip she heard. She had close friends who trusted her, but other people didn’t always tell her things because of who her dad was. But her family didn’t need to know any of this. She looked for her dress. “Can we go get my stuff now?”

  “Hang on.” Landon licked Dane’s cum off her body.

  “Thanks!” She kissed Landon. As much as they’d play with her, they’d also look out for her. It couldn’t be permanent, but she’d enjoy it as much as she could. A weight-loss boot camp at her gay friends’ house—people wouldn’t believe her. It couldn’t go on forever.

  * * * *

  At the dress shop, Angie hugged Cassie. The bride was glowing and looked fabulous as she got her fitting. There was only one place for dresses in Lucky Springs, and every girl got her prom and other formal gowns here. They had everything from wedding dresses to funeral-apparel. It felt like home.

  Angie had gone to formals because her parents expected it. The boys were popular and appropriate. They also bored her. She’d also done pageants a little as a child, and the whole southern cotillion world bored her. Her parents just wanted her to get married and be envied while she raised pretty blonde daughters. Angie’s singleness was a rebellion of sorts, and weddings were nice reminders of her lack of husband, but this was all about Cassie.

  “How’s life? How’s work?” Cassie asked.

  “Fine. Nothing new here.” Working at her uncle’s insurance office wasn’t exactly thrilling, but she was good at helping people and making sure they were protected. It also kept her from working for her dad.

  The saleswoman held up Angie’s dress. “Let’s get you in the fitting room.”

  Angie went into the room and changed. Stepping out to look in the mega mirror that showed her from three angles, she nodded. It fit. The thrill of it not being too tight across her hips or bust was huge! Ang twirled.

  “You’re perfect in that! Last eighteen they had in stock.” The saleswoman knelt to pin the hem.

  Cassie rolled her eyes at Angie. “So that means you’re a ten in real sizes. You look great!”

  “Thanks. I’m really a twelve at best, a fourteen in some brands. Tucker, Landon, and Dane have been helping me stay on my exercise routine so I don’t blow it.”

  “All three?” Cassie smiled.

  Angie blushed and looked at herself in the mirror. The dark purple dress looked good on her, and Angie couldn’t wait for the guys to see her in it. She shouldn’t talk about the guys though. “They’re friends from high school.”

  “Friends.” Cassie went into a room to change out of her white dress back in regular clothes.

  Once the saleswoman was done, Ang was free to change back to her clothes. Oddly, Cassie followed her in. “What’s up, Cassie?”

  “Change and tell me about Tucker.” Cassie folded her arms.

  Angie changed slowly and felt as if Cassie could read her mind.

  “What? The guys work out a lot. They keep saying I don’t need to lose weight but are helping me exercise to keep from messing up the dress thing.”

  “Right. You’re grinning like an idiot over exercising.” Cassie pointed at the mirror.

  Angie was smiling like a fool. She tried to stop and couldn’t, especially when she slid into her jeans that pressed so nicely to her pink cheek. “I’m happy for you. It’s about time you guys made it legal. The wedding will be a blast.”

  “Yeah, right. I’m not dumb. I know those guys.” Cassie nodded.

  Angie remembered Tucker telling her to ask about it. “What about them? I mean, we’re friends.”

  “Friends do a lot of things. Be careful. It starts out as fun and turns into something you can’t live without.” Cassie chewed her lower lip.

  “What do you mean?” Ang frowned. Sure, Cassie lived with three guys, but two were gay and in a relationship. One was the groom’s brother. It was just a nice, middle-class family in a big, old house. Not weird in small southern towns. Sometimes there were a lot of generations sharing a roof, and sometimes it was siblings. But maybe… “You and those three?”

  Cassie smiled wide. “I should’ve invited you to a party. The mayor’s daughter, though…

  People might get nervous, or you might get offended.”

  “Party?” Ang sat on the small stool and wiggled her feet into the cute shoes she’d picked out. The guys had taken the rest of her clothes to the house while she’d showered and gotten ready for this.

  Cassie moved in closer. “The parties are just sort of a way to spice things up. You don’t have to do anything with anyone, unless you want. But your guys have come by from time to time. Hot. They get the schedule. You’re invited. You’re not the only one with a group thing.”

  “Not alone in the group thing? Wait, your cousin Jessica? She lives with four guys. You mean…?”

  Cassie nodded. “See. Three is nothing. But it is a big commitment. If you need a little girl talk, just call me.”

  “No, no commitment. It’s just for now. Until the wedding. For fun. For exercise,” Ang said hastily.

  Cassie laughed hard and covered her mouth. “Please, you can use any excuse you want, but nothing is just sex. We’re not that type. They aren’t ‘no commitment’ guys. Don’t hurt them.

  They wouldn’t pull you into what they have if it wasn’t serious.”

  “I’d never hurt them,” Angie insisted. She loved them all.

  “Good. You’ll be amazed how your life changes. But make time for your female friends.

  They’ll keep you grounded. See you at the bachelorette party!” Cassie winked as she headed out of the changing room.

  Angie looked at herself in the mirror as her brain cranked through all the new info.

  Parties and group love with commitment. Tucker wasn’t kidding about the secret side of Lucky Springs, and Cassie was right. As much as Angie didn’t want control, she could still hurt those big sexy men. Her insides warmed. At the moment, she just wanted to get back to them.

  The glow in her cheeks said she was in love, and Angie couldn’t deny it. They made her feel special and it wasn’t just the sex. She could be herself with those three men in ways she couldn’t be with her family or friends.

  Chapter Four

  Tucker heard Ang’s car pull into the driveway. By the time she rang the doorbell, he was in the front room waiting for her. Landon and Dane pulled in after her, just returning from their movie afternoon. All three walked in smiling.

  “Hi.” She looked at him. “Is something wrong?”

  Tuc
ker shook his head. “Nothing. I just wanted to know if the dress fit well. I made you a promise, and everyone in this house is dedicated to you looking great at the wedding.”

  “Oh. Right.” She looked around and shifted her weight from side-to-side. “It’s still a little tight in places. Not too much but I think if we keep up the workout sex and healthy eating, I’ll be fine.” Angie looked around. “Where are my suitcases? I’ll unpack.”

  “Already done before Landon and I went to the movies.” Dane kissed her cheek. “But babe, you shouldn’t lie to us.”

  “Lie?” She blushed.

  Tucker held up his cell phone with a picture of her in the dress. “You look perfect. Not tight anywhere. I’m afraid we’ll need to do our own inspection.”

  “Where did you get that? Cassie?” Ang demanded.

  Landon laughed. “No, one of the salesgirls is my brother’s sister-in-law. She was just showing off how good you looked. You’re hot in that dress.”

  “It felt tight in the rear.” Ang took a step back.

  Tucker chuckled. “Maybe that’s just the spanking. But we’ll check to be sure. Guys, strip her and put her on the coffee table.”

  Tucker went into the main bedroom and grabbed lube, condoms and cock rings. He wanted to shake things up and see how everyone reacted. Landon was a switch; Tucker had always known that. While Landon loved following orders, he also loved being responsible for others and giving pleasure along with correction.

  The group was shaping up perfectly. Dane and Ang were pure submissive. Now, Angie needed to learn that even little white lies weren’t going to help her. Total honesty was the only way this worked. The relationship would evolve more and more over time, but they had to be able to trust her first.

  Walking into the living room, he saw the guys had done their job quickly and quietly.

  Ang knelt on the coffee table without restraints. Her legs were spread, and her back was arched.

  There was a little wobble in her posture as she tried to keep her hands behind her head and her chin up without slouching.