Yours, Mine and Ours
Isha
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You would think being f*cked by four men in the matter of two days I’d be sore as f*ck and exhausted. But with the help of a icy d*ldo and the wonderful after-dinner massage that Davis was currently giving me, I feel fantastic.
Dawson, Mic and Ford had to go out for whatever supplies they needed for the mission they were to go on. They didn’t
have enough here at the house, so they went to Becks Security to get what they needed. They were initially leaving
tomorrow to go back home and work in their branch, but with this mission and them here, it would be better for them to leave right away after they were geared up. Once Davis got the blueprints they needed, they were leaving, and I was so sad about it. But I wasn’t going to show them that. They didn’t need me to burden them with my feelings.
“Mmm, that’s so good, Davis. Can you dig just a little harder where my thighs meet my butt, please.”
He did as I asked and I moaned again. We were in his room. After dinner, when the guys left, he asked if I wanted to
cuddle in his bed and watch a movie and, of course, I said yes. Who wouldn’t want to cuddle with a gorgeous light-brown-haired, green-eyed muscular man? He had one tattoo. He said it was the SEALS emblem. It was an Eagle with
an anchor, trident and gun. It was on his left shoulder and absolutely beautiful.
Davis was also hairless. He didn’t have any chest hair like Ford and Dawson did, and Mic had just a little brown happy trail
that circled his belly button and went down his abs, but Davis was smooth.
I was in my underwear that he bought me, and that was it. When he suggested a full-body massage, I thought that was code for s*x, but he surprised me when he brought out some oil. I took my sundress off that he had bought me and laid
down on his bed while we watched Superbad.
I barely paid attention to the movie. His hands were magic, his fingers found the right spots to dig and turned my
muscles to jelly.
“You’re so good at this, if you ever get tired of the security business, you could be a massage therapist. However, not sure if I’d like your hands all over other women,” I said.
He chuckled. I felt his lips trail down the middle of my shoulder blades.
“I’ll only ever give you and the guys massages. I’ll never touch another person. I’m only yours,” he said quietly.
I rolled, and his hands went straight to my breasts. He started to knead them, it felt phenomenal.
“Is that so? So if, say, Henry Cavill walked up and said, Davis, ‘I want your c*ck,’ you wouldn’t be tempted?” I asked.
“No, I’m not g*y Isha, I just have a connection with Mic, Dawson, and Ford. I don’t find other men attractive.”
“Okay then, what about Kate Upton? She comes to you and is like ‘Davis, I want you, ravish me, you wouldn’t?” I said in a
breathy voice. He started pinching my n*pples, and I couldn’t help arching into him. It felt so good.
“No, you’re it for me Isha, no other woman will ever be in my bed, my heart, my life.”
I blinked at him. He couldn’t mean that?
“Isha, you still don’t understand, do you? Do you think this is all temporary? That one ddday we wwwill just wwwake up and saaay wwe are dddone?”
He was getting upset, and I didn’t mean to upset him.
I brought my hand to his cheek, he leaned into my palm.
“You all can’t know. We’ve just met, we’ve just started this relationship, someone else could come along and capture your
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attention. And although I don’t want that to happen, it could,” I whispered. Because I never thought it would happen to Jason and look how that ended up.
For some reason, I think if the four of them left me like Jason did, I would be more devastated, because I really really liked them. They’ve dug themselves deep, they’ve opened me up to a whole new world.
“It won’t, you’ll see Isha. Just give usss time,” he whispered.
He leaned down and started to kiss me. I wanted to believe him and right now I shoved my insecurities away and enjoyed having him right now. He put his whole weight on me, his hands dove in my hair and held my head at an angle he wanted and devoured my lips. I opened my legs, and he nestled himself in between them. For a good ten minutes, we made out, our hands roaming each other’s bodies, gasping into one another’s mouths when we found a particular delicious spot to caress. We dry humped each other and I don’t think I have ever had a more enjoyable make-out session.
My panties were pulled down my legs and I kicked them the rest of the way off. I was so wet for him. I felt his warm, silky-smooth, c*ck glide between my p*ssy lips. I cried out in pleasure.
“Gggoood,” he gasped, as he put more pressure on my clit with his c*ck. I moaned in agreement.
He lifted his body and kneeled between my legs. He grabbed his c*ck and started smacking it against my clit, making me
gasp.
“Oh, God, Davis,” I cried out. He dipped his c*ck into me and then took it out to slap my p*ssy with it.
Over and over he did this until I exploded. He shoved his c*ck into my spasming p*ssy and slammed into me over and
over. His face was fierce, his eyes blazed as he stared into mine.
“You’re mine, Isha, and I am yours. Believe it. I’ll never let you go, not even if you want me to,” he growled. His
possessiveness turned me on even more.
I arched and he latched onto my left breast. He sucked hard almost to the point of pain and I shattered again.
“F*ck!” he shouted, but kept pounding away. He was relentless.
I wrapped my legs around his waist.
“This p*ssy is so good, it feels so f*cking right. It’s tight, wet, and warm. So. F*cking. Perfect,” he said, with each thrust.
“Look at this, our Davis, f*cking that p*ssy up. He’s going to town,” Ford said. Davis and I both looked at him. Davis kept
pumping away.
“I need some of that, either her mouth, or his ass,” Mic growled. He was stripping as he said it.
“You take his ass, I’ll take his mouth and Isha can have a fantastic show,” Ford said with a huge grin, unbuttoning his
khaki shorts and kicking them off. He was still in his white tank and I giggled.
Davis slowed and I looked at him. His pupils were blown and he had a small grin. He moaned, and I could see Mic using the massage oil to prepare Davis.
“Oh, sh*t,” I whispered.
“You haven’t seen anything yet, Princess,” Ford said as he guided his c*ck into Davis’s mouth.
Watching Davis’s lips wrapped around Ford’s c*ck was the s*xiest thing I’ve ever seen. I thought watching Savage and Rage together was hot, this was blazing, maybe because I cared for them all. Ford slowly thrusted his c*ck in and out of Davis’s mouth, and I could see Davis’s tongue peek out and twirl around Ford’s tip when Ford’s tip was on Davis’s lips. Then Davis gave a low long moan and I saw Mic pushing into Davis’s ass. His eyes glued watching his c*ck disappear into his best friend’s hole.
With every thrust Mic made, Davis made into me. Mic was pushing Davis into me. Ford and Mic set up a rhythm and all I
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could do was enjoy and watch the three of them. I felt myself getting wetter and the heat in my lower belly was spreading.
Mic picked up his speed, Davis plunged into me over and over.
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“That’s it baby, take your daddy’s c*ck,” Ford said to Davis, and I exploded. No, he did not just say that to Davis. F*ck it was scorching.
My p*ssy squeezed around Davis and he moaned. His body shuddered, I felt him c*mming in me, he was flooding my walls. Then Mic and Ford roared at the same time and I watched Davis swallow, which set off a mini orgasm inside me.
“F*cking beautiful,” I heard Dawson say. My head whipped over, and he was sitting in a corner of the room where he was watching us. C*m on his stomach.
“Dawson,” I said. I reached out to him.
His eyes locked on me and he smiled.
“My beautiful baby. Did you enjoy it all?”
“Yes,” I whispered.
“Good. Everyone clean up, the blueprints are in, we leave in an hour,” Dawson said. Davis pulled out of me, and kissed my
belly. I smiled at him.
Dawson walked over and lifted me. He carried me to his room and started the shower in his bathroom.
He didn’t wait to clean either of us off, he just filled me with his long thick c*ck as he stepped into the shower. He
slammed me up against the shower wall and went feral. His mouth was on my neck as he pumped into me. I held on for
dear life. He pummeled my p*ssy without mercy. My legs were locked around him when I exploded. I screamed, and he
grunted loudly, pushing all the way inside of me. I could feel his c*ck jerking as he came.
“You’re f*cking mine. Ours. Remember that while we are gone. Don’t give this p*ssy to anyone, Isha, you understand?” he
asked, pulling back to look at me.
“I understand. I’m yours and Mic’s and Fords, and Davis’s. No one else.”
“That’s f*cking right,” he said, slamming his mouth on mine.
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