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One Shots

Preds Gang Bang Part 1

I love, love, LOVE gang bangs and I honestly think a lot more women would love them as well if porn movies didn’t always show them as non-con/rape scenarios. I mean, come on, a room full of men dedicated to getting you off as many times as humanly possible? That’s the stuff dreams are made of. Anyway, that’s why I was so happy and excited to write about a woman with gang bang dreams that come true. Let’s be honest here, these are actually my gang bang dreams, but who cares, right? It’s gotten unwieldy, so this is just the beginning. I hope to finish it soon, probably in a few different parts because I have hard time keeping it under control. (As an aside to this aside, I’m real sorry if you don’t like the Preds D-corps, because they are the majority of this filth. Also, I would apologize for writing Calle as a perv, but, you know, then I’d have to apologize for writing them all as pervs. And I’m not going to do that.)

After the Preds swept the Hawks and after the Preds took care of the Blues in six games, but before the team flew to California for the Western Conference Finals, one Nashville resident saw all her wildest dreams come true. Olivia had met Ryan Johansen the year before, oddly enough when she had been kind of sort of dating Ryan Ellis. The thing with her and Ellis was brief and flirty at best. They went on a few dates, shared a few good night kisses, but never took it further. But when Ellis invited her to a team dinner, Olivia met Joey and that was all she wrote.

The two hit it off in a way that was so painfully obvious that no one in their group even batted an eyelash when Olivia went home with the “wrong” Ryan at the end of the night, not even Ellis who knew that things with her would never work out. Ellis was looking for something serious, something permanent, while Olivia and Joey were just looking to have a good time for as long as possible, no commitment needed.

A year later, while Joey and Olivia were still together, it was decidedly less than serious between them. Sure, they lived together, but that’s only because Joey was hardly ever home and he didn’t see why Olivia should waste money on rent when he had an empty house she could use for free. And because he was gone all the time, they also decided early on that they wouldn’t be exclusive while they were apart. The only rule being that when Joey was in town they wouldn’t see anyone else.

And it worked for them. They were best friends who also liked to fuck each other and didn’t mind if the other person also fucked other people. Every once and awhile someone, usually someone who didn’t know about their arrangement, would ask when they were going to make things official. Olivia would glance at Joey, grinning as he winked at her and think, if anyone could make me settle down, it’s him. Until either one of them decided to stop sowing their wild oats, however, they would keep things as they were. Which was good and satisfying for both parties.

On Wednesday, while the Ducks and Oilers were getting ready for Game Seven, the Preds had a brief morning practice and then Joey took Olivia to lunch. Driving home, he told her, “I have a surprise for you before we leave.”

“Ooo, I love surprises. Please, please, pretty please tell me it’s a gang bang with your sexiest teammates.”

Joey laughed as Olivia wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. “Well shit, now you ruined the surprise by guessing.”

Olivia just chuckled and leaned her head back against the seat, closing her eyes against the warm Tennesse sun that was busy making it such a beautiful day. Joey couldn’t wait to see her face when she realized that he wasn’t kidding.

Home for Joey and Olivia was a sprawling house in Brentwood, big enough that the two of them could spend days in the house together and never see each other. Coming through the door, it didn’t even phase Olivia to see half the Preds roster in the living room since so many of them hung out at their house normally.

Offering them all a smile and nod, Olivia also greeted Ellis separately, just because. “Hello, boys. Ellie.”

Ellis was reclined with a beer in his hand. “How you doing, Ollie?”

“Peachy keen. I’m putting sweatpants and then it’s you and me and Mario Kart. Deal with it.”

Ellis laughed. “Sounds good.”

Joey flopped down in his armchair and when Olivia was up the stairs and out of sight, Josi leaned forward. “Uh, did you tell her?”

Joey chuckled. “I sure did. She thinks I was joking.”

PK barked out a laugh. “So who’s gonna tell her?”

James Neal shrugged when PK glanced at him, as if he were the resident liaison. “Don’t look at me. I’m the quiet one, remember?”

Colin Wilson pulled a face. “Wait, I thought Järny was the quiet one.”

Calle Järnkrok smiled shyly and replied in his baby soft voice, “I’m just here to watch.”

Joey shook his head. “Un-fucking-believable. I invite you over to gang bang my girlfriend and you just wanna watch.”

Ekholm chimed in, “Don’t worry, she won’t even miss him.”

Joey had no doubt that was true. “I’ll tell her.”

“Tell me what?”

Olivia was bouncing through the living room, pressing a kiss to the top of Joey’s head before grabbing a beer and rejoining the boys in the living room. She was just smooshing herself in between Ellis and massive couch’s arm when Joey told her, “That they really are here to gang bang you.”

“Ha ha, you don’t need to mock.”

Olivia set her beer down and then noticed that all of the men were staring at her. Some of them were smiling, Calle looked away when she meet his eyes, and Joey raised his eyebrows at her.

“Wait…are you…you’re serious?”

Joey threw his hands up. “Surprise!”

Olivia felt her jaw hanging open, but couldn’t muster the stable frame of mind necessary to close it. She looked at Neal. “Nealer…my dude…you’d never lie to me. What’s going on?”

He shrugged again, as he was wont to do. “Joey already told you, sweetheart. Hope you’re not tired. This is gonna take a while.”

“Ellie, my one true friend in this room. Tell me what’s going on.”

Ellis looked Olivia up and down before he answered. “Just because we never fucked doesn’t mean I didn’t want to.”

Olivia laughed, but it was definitely forced. “PK, will you please be the voice of reason?”

“Sure thing, babe. Take your pants off so I can see what we’re working with.”

Finally, it dawned on Olivia. They were not joking. Not even a little bit.

“Holy shit.” Olivia looked at Joey who smiled. “Holy effing shit.”

Olivia vaulted out of her seat and on top of Joey, wrapping her arms around his neck as she kissed him almost violently. “I seriously love you for this.”

Joey managed to laugh against her mouth and mumbled. “Yeah, sure you do. Go have some fun.”

Olivia smirked at him and circled her hips against his body. “Why don’t I get things started right here?”

His hands eased her away as he shook his head. “Later. I’ll be here when they’re gone. Enjoy the rest of them while you can.”

“Saint Ryan of the Nashville.” Olivia kissed him once more and then stood, turning to the face the room full of hockey players she was going to get to fuck. She did a quick head count. Eight of them. Two d-pairings, PK and Ekholm, Josi and Ellis, occasional linemates Colin and Calle, plus Neal and Joey. They were all grinning, all already visibly hard. It was a goddamn beautiful sight.

She couldn’t help but squeal and clasp her hands behind her back to keep from clapping in excitement. “Okay, boys. You’re literally making my dreams come true right now, I want you all to know that. So, how are we gonna do this?”

Joey, because he just couldn’t help himself, took control of the situation. “Ollie, get on the coffee table and do as PK asked.”

The massive, solid wood table had been cleared off, which let Olivia know this had been planned in advance, which only made her even more excited. She tried to disrobe slowly, make it sexy for them, but she was also in a hurry to get things going. As such she ended up nearly ripping her shirt and bra off and just tugged her sweatpants down without ceremony.

Joey stood and they were almost eye to eye. He kissed her, sweet and slow, while he pulled her panties down, allowing her to step out of them. He could feel her lips tremble and everywhere he touched her skin prickled with goosebumps.

“Hey. Look at me.” She opened her eyes to meet his, already appearing high off pleasure. “If you don’t wanna do something or you want to stop, just tell me, okay? This is for you, not any of them. That means when you’ve had enough it’s over. Right?”

“Right.”

Joey turned around and glared at the men in his living room. “Right?”

All of them answered gladly. “Right.”

Joey smacked her ass to lighten the mood again. He waved a hand towards Olivia, presenting her to the crowd like the MC of a roadside attraction. “Ellie, since you brought this gift into my life, you get to go first.”

She stood on the table, unashamed of being the only naked person in the room thus far. Ellis stood, looking unsure but excited, which only made Olivia feel a similar combination of lust and apprehension. Ellis called her out on it, probably to deflect attention away from his own hesitation.

“You look nervous.”

“It’s just weird. With you. Since…well, we’re just friends.” Soft laughter from several men made Olivia smile. “Yeah, well, we’re all just friends. But Ellie…”

He nodded, understanding what she was saying and feeling it as well. They had a past. It hadn’t been physical and Ellis never resented Olivia picking Joey over him, but there was something strange about the idea of fucking Ellis, technically her ex, in front of her current boyfriend and several of their close friends. Even stranger than a gang bang in general, if one can believe it.

Ellis figured the best way to settle this was to just jump in. “Sit down. Spread your legs.”

On the tabletop, Olivia leaned back on her elbows, knees bent and falling apart. Ellis looked between her thighs and then watched her reaction as she looked around the room to watch the other men observe her as well. Calle blushed, but didn’t look away this time. PK and Colin smiled, while Neal and Josi seemed serious, looking at her with intent. Ekholm whispered something to Joey, who nodded and then winked at Olivia.

Olivia had to look away or she wouldn’t be able to catch her breath. It was already too much. Eight men, eight huge hockey players were all staring at her, all of them waiting for their turn to touch her, stroke her skin and play with her. They all wanted her. It didn’t matter that they were simple minded men and would have lusted after any naked woman spreading for them. It only mattered that she was here, that that woman was her and no one else. The look of pride in Joey’s eyes didn’t hurt either.

Still, Olivia leaned her head back, staring at the ceiling. Waiting. Trying to steady her breathing and pace her heart rate just so she could get through them all without having a heart attack. She wanted to ask for Ellis to touch her. For someone, any one of them to get off their lazy asses and put their cock inside her. But she already knew that that sort of thing wouldn't fly with Joey. This may have been about her, but she was never under any illusion that he wasn’t still very much in charge.

Ellis finally came closer, hovering his face over hers until he leaned down to kiss her. This was familiar, she had done this before and it was as good she remembered. Ellis’ beard was even fuller, even rougher against her lips while he quickly went about making her feel weak from his kiss.

He stopped before she was satisfied and walked around the table, looking her over. When he stopped in front of her again he said softly, “You know I can see how wet you are from here, yeah?”

Olivia didn’t trust her voice, so she only nodded and murmured, “Mmm-hmm.”

“You know that we can all see how wet you are. Yes?”

She nodded again, but Ellis gripped both her thighs, squeezing until she gasped out, “Yes.”

“Feet on the floor. Legs wider.”

Scooting forward and laying on her back, Olivia’s ass rested at the edge of the table and her thighs spread even further, just as she was told. Ellis sat down next to her on the table, pulling one of her legs across his lap to open her up even more. With one hand he held her thigh against him and with the other he stroked two fingers along her slit.

Olivia whimpered and quickly bucked her hips against his hand. Ellis laughed quietly and gently spread her lips. His voice was low, almost reverent. “Look at you. Are you seeing this, PK?”

“Yes I am. Fucking beautiful. So pink. And so sweet I bet.”

PK moved to the edge of the sofa, bending to lick the dew from Olivia’s lips. She bucked up towards his mouth when he took another taste and then groaned when Ellis started to kiss along her torso.

“You want PK to eat your pussy?” Olivia kept her eyes shut and made an incoherent, noncommittal sound. Ellis said, “Tell me you want to come on his face.” She made that odd sound again and shook her head. Joey, to their left, laughed.

“Sorry, boys. I trained her a little too well I think. Ollie knows better than to ask for something. She always waits for it to be given to her like a good girl. Isn’t that right?”

Olivia nodded this time and turned her head to meet Joey’s eyes and then to smile at Ellis. Joey knew what she wanted, as he always did.

“Ellie, you eat her pussy. PK, you wait your turn. I have a feeling Ollie’s been waiting a long time to feel that beard on her thighs. God forbid we make her wait a minute longer.”

Before he even touched her, Olivia was moaning, smiling at Joey and mouthing, “thank you.”

Ellis was more than happy to oblige, peeling off his shirt and settling on the floor. He held her legs down and apart, rubbing his lovely ginger beard on her inner thighs, letting her grow even wetter. Josi and Neal sat behind him on the couch, both of them leaning forward with their elbows on their knees to watch him work. Olivia didn’t even need to look to know she was the center of attention. That wasn’t going to change for a good long time.

Ellis started slowly, licking her smooth outer lips, then inside as he spread her open with his fingers. When she started panting, he pressed his lips to her clit, sucking gently just once before letting his tongue go to work on her.

Josi could only watch for so long before he got up to kneel on the table next to Olivia. He didn’t ease her into anything, but bit down on one of her nipples right away. When her eyes flew open, he licked along her neck until he reached her mouth. The kiss was brief, because there were more important things to attend to. Like her other nipple, for example.

Wrapping her legs over Ellis’ shoulders, Olivia held Roman against her body with a hand on the back of his neck. As one licked and sucked at her clit, the other licked and sucked her nipples, one then the other. Then Roman’s mouth was on her neck, kissing and biting while his long fingers toyed with her breasts, kneading and pinching.

When Olivia came, she held Ellis’ head against her cunt with one hand and Roman’s against her tit with the other, writhing her body under their mouths, milking it for all it was worth. Which, looking back, she would admit was a little silly considering how many more times she was going to come in the next few hours. Still, there’s nothing quite like the first orgasm of the night.

She let both of them go and Ellis manhandled her until she was on her knees facing everyone with Ellis behind her. She felt him press his cock inside her slick channel, but she was entirely distracted by the sight in front of her. This time, it wasn’t their eyes on her that was turning her on, but rather the fact that Calle had his cock out and was stroking it.

He was the only one, the others willing to wait for their turn to use Olivia instead. Sweet, quiet Calle who had just come to watch was waiting for nothing. He was enjoying everything, right now.

Behind her, Ellis groaned and pressed in deep, bringing her attention back to the man who was fucking her. On all fours, Olivia came forward and jutted back with every delicious push and pull of Ellis’ body inside hers. Her breasts felt heavy and sore already after being worked over by Josi, but she still teamed with the urge for more. Her mouth watered at the sight of Calle’s cock.

Rather than attempt to gain eye contact with Calle who wouldn’t look directly at her, Olivia looked at Joey. He shook his head, which seemed odd to Olivia.

She started, “Calle -”

“No. I just like to watch.”

That explained Joey’s reaction, but Olivia was unwilling to let it go. She was having too much fun and wanted everyone to join in, Calle included. She inched forward and to her right, a little at a time, making Ellis eventually kneel on the table behind her if he wanted to keep fucking. And since there was no way he was going to stop fucking her, he followed along. Olivia moved them until she her knees balanced on the table ledge and she put her hands on Calle’s flexing thighs.

He finally met her eyes and stopped pulling at his erection. Olivia smiled and after moaning when Ellis picked up his pace, said softly, “I just wanna watch, too.”

Ellis groaned deeply and Olivia felt his cock twitch inside of her at hearing that. While Calle put on a show in front of her by jerking himself off, Ellis did his best to distract her from behind, thrusting until his thighs bounced against her ample ass and then pulling out to start again. For several long minutes, it worked. Olivia balanced her hands on Calle’s thighs, but eventually closed her eyes, letting her body’s rhythm match Ellis’ and it wasn’t until Calle mumbled something that she looked up.

Smiling and open-mouth breathing she asked, “What was that?”

“You’re so, so pretty, Ollie.”

“Oh, God, Calle.”

Olivia moaning another man’s name while he was working hard to make her come did not make Ellis happy and Olivia felt it. He pushed harder, worked deeper and she rewarded him by thrusting back against his body and tightening around his cock. She knew she was going to come again and she wanted it to be long and hard, if only to let Ellis know she appreciated all his hard work.

She looked toward Calle’s lap where his fist was still pulling at his cock. The head glistened with precome and Olivia could practically taste it. She swallowed hard, trying not to drool.

“Calle…I won’t touch you if you don’t want me to. I can’t, unless you tell me to.”

He started to shake his head again, but Olivia stopped him in the midst of disagreeing by moaning his name again.

“Calle, goddamn it. Please, please tell me to touch you.”

He started to shake his head no again, but Joey spoke with a warning tone to his voice. “Järny, I thought we all had an agreement that what Ollie wants, Ollie gets. Now stop acting like a fucking weirdo and tell my girlfriend to put your cock in her mouth.”

“Yeah. Yes. Okay.”

That was probably as good as Olivia was going to get out of him, so she took it. Leaning down, she licked just the head of his cock, tasting how close he was to the edge.

She groaned and told him, “Don’t stop. I love seeing your hands around it. I’ll just help you, alright?”

This time, Calle nodded. His hand worked his shaft and Olivia licked the tip again. When she put her lips around him gingerly, she ended up moaning against him as Ellis sped up, working her g-spot faster and pushing her towards another orgasm. She let go and came around Ellis’ cock just as he released as well, filling her with so much warm wetness.

She was still moaning as she sucked on Calle, ever so slightly. He gasped and worked himself faster. Free to move closer now that Ellis had pulled out, Olivia crawled into Calle’s lap, kissing his neck and then his ear.

She whispered loud enough for everyone to hear, “Will you please come in my mouth? Please, Calle?”

He only answered with a groan, but Josi, who was next to them was more articulate. “Jesus Christ, Olivia. You’re gonna make me come in my fucking pants talking like that.”

She spared him a smile and then sank to the floor, hands braced on Calle’s knees, her tongue licking the tip of him again in short needy bursts. Before he came, he held her head still with one hand, jerking his cock until he came along her outstretched tongue.

Olivia sat back on her heels, grinning happily as Calle tucked himself away, blushing again and clearing his throat like nothing untoward had just taken place.

Joey, for the first time that afternoon, actually sounded affected when he spoke, his voice raw and reflecting how hard it was to hold himself in check and not impale Olivia on his cock right then and there. “Enough goofing around. Time for a serious fucking. Ollie, I want you to ride Mattias and I’m pretty sure you need PK balls deep in your ass while you do it.”

Notes

Part two should (fingers crossed) be up this weekend. But if the Preds lose I might be too busy crying into my pillow.

Also, RIP to Joey's playoff season plus prayers for a speedy recovery to my favorite greasy scumbag.

Comments

So it would be nice to have a sequel to this!

Polarvortex Polarvortex
10/8/20

If you decide to do these again, can you have a Braden Holtby story? Name: Kelly, Premise is that she gives him an X-rated surprise when he gets home from winning the cup in Vegas. Rough and filthy please!

hockeyyy hockeyyy
6/12/18

Can you write a chapter with John Tortorella and any player

Lmarina2000 Lmarina2000
4/11/18

damn that was hot

TangersGirl58 TangersGirl58
7/28/17

if you are still doing requests

Kris Letang Pittsburgh Penguins to this song http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/elliegoulding/lovemelikeyoudo.html

Thanks

TangersGirl58 TangersGirl58
7/28/17