One Shots

(I did not mean for this to take a sappy turn, BUT WHEN THEY ASKED JOSI WHAT HE SAID TO JOEY HE JUST GOES "I TOLD HIM I LOVE HIM" I STARTED FEELING A WHOLE LOT OF EMOTIONS THAT NEEDED TO COME OUT!!!!!!!)

Olivia took a deep breath, surprised at how reactive her skin still was to Joey’s mere suggestion. Well, maybe not suggestion, but rather a gruff order. She felt her skin run hot and cold, icy chills alongside blushing heat. Mattias smiling down at her didn’t help the situation and it wasn’t until Joey hauled her up to sit on the table again that she was able to refocus.

And all she could see was Joey’s intense green eyes, drinking in her blissed out expression before he bent to kiss the side her neck. One of his lovely, long-fingered hands stroked down her body, already damp with exertion, until it settled between her legs.

“You know what the best part of this is?”

Olivia shook her head and then pressed closer to him, forcing his kisses towards the crook of her neck and shoulder.

“When this is all over, I’m going to be the last man to fuck you. When you’re sore and bruised and used, you’ll still have to take me.”

For a single moment, no one else in the room existed. There was just Joey, his hand playing with her, his words inciting even more lust. Olivia moaned when he easily pressed two fingers in her cunt, slipping through the come of his teammate before pressing against her g-spot. His palm rubbed against her clit and Olivia writhed her body against his.

She turned, biting down on Joey’s neck before nuzzling the same spot. “You love that, don’t you? Being last. Because it technically makes you the most important.”

“Yeah, I like that. But I also like the idea of watching you get fucked within an inch of your life and still be begging me for more.”

“Ugh, yes. Yes…Joey. Don’t stop.”

“Uh-uh. You don’t get to come like this.” His hand was gone and Olivia whimpered over the loss. “If you come again before there are at least two cocks inside of you I’m going to be very disappointed.”

Olivia nodded and Joey chucked her chin, knowing she wouldn’t ever want to disappoint him in anyway.

“Good girl. Now look what I’ve brought you and say thank you for it.”

Olivia looked past Joey towards Mattias and PK, both had stripped down and she saw now why Joey was demanding her gratitude.

Probably not the reaction they were looking for, but Olivia giggled out of pure delight. “Good Lord, thank you.” She was so mesmerized by the sight that she nearly pushed Joey out of her way, much to his amusement.

PK stood while Mattias sat on the couch. PK was perfect, tall and broad and defined, everywhere. Olivia used a finger to trace down his abs to that perfect V shape at his hips until finally her hand wrapped around him. Her fingers didn’t touch when she did so and it literally took her breath away.

Joey was big, naturally. Not just a big bodied hockey player who was nice to look at, but one with a hefty cock who knew how to use it. But PK was something else altogether, longer than Joey and thicker than anything she’d ever taken inside her, cock or toy or otherwise.

She stroked him a few times, almost in awe. “Wow. This is, uh…nice.”

“Thanks, babe. This is nice.”

PK used both hands to caress Olivia’s sides and then down onto her ass. Remembering what Joey had said, she felt only a slight moment of hesitation.

“That’s sweet, PK, but I gotta be honest. That thing is not going to fit in my ass.”

He flashed that winning smile and gripped her ass a little harder, spreading her cheeks as he did so. “Oh, it’s gonna fit. And I promise it won’t hurt. You’ll be begging me to go deeper.”

Olivia still wasn’t convinced, but right now she let it drop as there were other things that needed attention. Being the centerpiece of a gang bang is a lot harder than you would think and Olivia felt like she was leaving Mattias out when it was supposed to be his turn as well.

She slipped away from PK and climbed onto the couch to straddle Mattias, letting his cock jut between them and rest against her stomach. He was smaller than PK, but that’s an unfair comparison - probably 99% of men were smaller than Mattias’ defense partner. As it was, Mattias was plenty impressive.

Mattias didn’t say anything, but his look was poignant. He pulled her into a kiss, nibbling her bottom lip before taking a taste of her mouth. That was good enough, but then Olivia felt PK press against her back, licking along her neck, his breath hot against her ear.

Before Olivia could fully enjoy the combination of two men kissing her, PK surprised everyone by lifting her hips and forcing her down onto Mattias’ cock. She gasped into his mouth and they moaned together. Olivia adjusted and then worked her hips slowly, just barely bucking against him, more teasing than pleasuring.

Nonetheless, Mattias seemed to enjoy it, gripping her hips and then her ass, looking between them to watch her body surround his and then slide away again.

PK was back kissing her neck, but only for a moment. He was speaking to Mattias, but it was meant to excite Olivia. And it worked.

“Why don’t you spread her for me. Show me that tight little asshole I’m gonna fuck.”

Mattias used both hands to squeeze and spread her ass, while Olivia had all her nails digging into his shoulder blades. Her body and mind were already being pushed so hard, so fast that she struggled to keep up and also slow down. She wasn’t supposed to come, but she was so damn close and she wanted it so damn bad.

All she could do was moan and press her nose against Matthias’ neck, mindlessly kissing him now and then as he stretched her ass for PK. Olivia knew what should have been coming, the cold press of a lubed finger; she was ready for it.

She was not, however, ready to hear Calle, in his innocent, soft spoken tone say, “Will you let me?”

Joey laughed at that. Olivia shook her head. And Joey laughed at her.

Joey teased her. “Ollie says no? You sure about that? You moaned his name pretty hard when you were begging for his cock. I thought you liked Järny.”

“I do. But please don’t let him do that.”

Now Joey seemed almost concerned. He said softly, “Tell me why.”

Olivia babbled out quickly, “Because he’s so damn cute and shy and if he touches me right now I’m going to come and you told me I couldn’t.”

Several of them, including Mattias underneath her, laughed, but it was Calle leaning forward to press his lips to the back of her neck that really made her feel better. She just knew it was him somehow. Probably because of how hot his skin felt against hers and she knew the shy forward was probably blushing like crazy. His kiss seemed to be a thank you for the compliment, that he could make her come just by touching when PK maybe couldn’t.

Joey, as usual, solved everything.

“I said two cocks, Ollie. I didn’t say who’s they had to be. Colin, why don’t you help Ollie out.”

“Yeah, I’d love to.”

Sweet, smiley Colin got up and stood behind the couch. Winking at Ollie as he shoved his sweatpants down to expose his cock. Olivia couldn’t help but smile, shifting closer to Mattias who held her against his chest. She resumed fucking Mattias, keeping her pace slow and steady to accommodate what else would be coming down there. She met Colin’s cock with her lips as he came forward. The sensation of fullness from both ends was already getting her off, but when she felt Calle lick at her puckered hole, she half moaned half screamed around Colin’s dick.

Colin chuckled at both Olivia and Calle, while Mattias must have felt Olivia clench around him. He groaned deeply, spreading her ass a little more and gasping out, “Jesus, Järny, who knew you were so fucking nasty.”

Nasty, yes, but also, in Olivia’s opinion, a real fucking man. Only one secure in himself would have the nerve to lick her ass while his teammate his cock buried in her pussy just a few inches away. Quiet. Nasty. Confident in who he is. Olivia was damn near in love with the adorable Swede at this point.

He pressed his tongue inside her, lubing and stretching all at once. When he added a few lubed up fingers, Olivia decided she was in love with him after all. Her bucking became more frantic, moans muffled by the cock of Colin, her body being stretched and worked and stroked by so many hands she lost track of who they belonged to. Some were inside her, some trailing fire along her skin everywhere they went. Some pushing and pulling. Others gripping and guiding.

Her eyes were closed, lost in the sounds of skin on skin, masculine grunts and groans, her own needy, pleading sounds. Her orgasm burst from her body suddenly, shattering something inside of her as it came. There was a sharp, intense peak followed by a long, slow dull throbbing that Calle managed to draw out with every thrust of his fingers and that Mattias prolonged with his hardness inside her and that Colin’s cock continued to coax for what felt like years.

The lingering pleasure built and built until Olivia rose higher and higher. She pulled greedily at Colin, using both hands to tug his hips closed until his cock slid fully down her throat. She pushed her own hips back, forcing Calle and Mattias both deeper. Calle had three fingers in her ass, but she clearly wanted more so he added a forth.

Then, just because it was stretched so beautifully and bright pink, Calle licked along rim of her ass. And then again when her whole body shivered from it. Olivia had already started to come again when she heard PK’s raspy voice praise Calle’s work.

“Goddamn, Järny, I’m gonna have to put you on speed dial so you can come get all my girls ready.”

Olivia was still feeling her orgasm when Colin pulled out and came on her neck and chest with a throaty moan.

“Dude, seriously?”

Colin and Olivia both started laughing as Mattias frowned at them both, clearly upset that Colin hadn’t aimed very well. All was forgiven when Olivia licked the white droplets from his shoulder. Olivia gasped when she then felt a sudden, almost violent sense of emptiness and loss.

Calle pressed a gentle kiss to her cheek and then he was gone. PK replaced him, the fat head of his thick cock now demanding entrance into her ass. Suddenly, Calle’s efforts felt futile as Olivia felt as tight and closed off as she ever had.

Instead of asking Olivia, PK said to Mattias, “You good?”

“Yeah, I’m good.”

And suddenly Olivia felt her body relax and open and beg for more, even before her mouth could do it. PK wanted Mattias to last, so they could fuck her together for a long as possible. And wasn’t that just the sweetest notion.

Now PK addressed Olivia. “I promised to make you beg for more, remember?”

“Yes…yes.”

“Tell you how I’m going to do it.” He paused to nod at Mattias, who returned the gesture and then lifted Olivia until just the tip of his cock was cradled by her pussy lips. PK pushed inside her ass, just a bit, just until the tip popped into her tight pink ring of flesh.

He was too thick. It was going to be too much. She whimpered softly, but PK didn’t move. He just pressed his lips to her neck and shoulder. Mattias didn’t move either, he just held her, her body just hovering over his cock. While she was getting used to the size of PK, the wispy rubbing of Mattias around her hypersensitive pussy lips was torture. She tried to take more of him, but neither he or PK would allow it.

“This is how I’m going to make you beg. You take as much of Mattias as you can handle of me.”

So unfair. Just a gross injustice and abuse of power.

Olivia’s outburst came strained and breathy. “Fuck you, PK.”

She felt his rumbling chuckle against her back as he now pulled her closer, cupping both her breasts in his hands.

“That wasn’t nice, Ollie. Here I am trying to make you feel good. Make you feel full. Make you come so hard you can’t walk afterwards and that’s how you say thank you?”

“I’ll thank you when I come.”

“Damn right you will. Now be a good girl and rub this nice ass against me. Be a sweet girl and take some more of this cock.”

Olivia did as she was told, popping her hips back and resting her forehead on Mattias’ shoulder. She went slow, letting just a inch of PK’s cock inside her. He was well lubed, as was she thanks to Calle, but he was still just so damn big. She took a breath. Then another.

Her hips pressed back and she took a little more of him. As a reward, Mattias guided her down, just a bit. She started to feel that wonderful fullness again, but it still wasn’t enough. And she knew it was up to her to fix it since they clearly weren’t going to play nice.

She braced herself, two hands on Mattias’ chest and pushed while PK held himself still. He was so deep now, she was sure she had taken all of him, but knew she hadn’t when he laughed and smacked her ass.

“So close, but not quite.”

Now PK braced himself on her, pushed her shoulders until her chest pressed against Mattias, Colin’s come a sticky mess between them now. He pulled out of her ass with a pop and then thrust back in, only going as far as she had taken him before, which suddenly felt not far enough to Olivia.

He did it again. Freeing his cock from the tight, wet heat of her ass and then stroking in again with measured control everyone in the room was amazed he could maintain. He never went further than he had, never pushed her, gave her just want she had taken from him and not an inch more.

Mattias joined in. Matching the depth and pace that PK set. Pushing and pulling at Olivia’s hips to fill and empty her in time with the man behind her. It was good. And it was terrible because it was never going to be enough. Not when she had felt Mattias press all the way in not ten minutes earlier. Not when she was used to feeling Joey deep, deep inside her no matter what part of her body he was filling with his length.

“PK…please.”

“Mmm, please? Already?”

Olivia nodded and when she tried to thrust her hips back PK’s hands were like iron restraints, holding her in place.

“I need you to really beg for it, Ollie. I mean seriously fucking beg.”

“Fuck. Please, please, please, please, PK. I’ve been good, haven’t I?”

“Well…maybe. What do you think, Eky?”

“She’s been alright, I guess.”

Olivia was desperate. She kept her head pressed to Mattias’ shoulder, but reached back to move PK’s hands to her ass, holding them there until he squeezed. She mumbled, “Please. Please, spread my ass and fuck me. Deep, PK. I’m begging you.”

Mattias and PK both rewarded her, Mattias turning his head to kiss her neck, PK squeezing her ass and kissing her back.

“Now that’s a good girl.”

He pulled her ass apart, thrusting a little deeper, widening her inside to make room for himself. Mattias let her shift down another inch, taking more of him inside her pussy. PK thrust against, still pulling all the way out each time and this time going even deeper.

Olivia felt every additional inch, both in her ass and her pussy. Her body bending and contorting to its outermost limits to allow this to happen. That turned her on more than anything. She had almost forgotten about the six other men in the room watching this happen and her thoughts turned inwards. She should not be able to take PK’s girth inside her ass. She shouldn’t need it so badly. But she was and she did. So, so badly.

PK pulled out and thrust in again and again until finally she felt his hips brush and settle against her ass. That alone elicited a relieved and grateful moan, but it was Mattias telling her, “I can almost feel him,” that really set her off.

“Yes. So fucking full. Fuck me. Please.”

The two of them that had finally found their on ice rhythm together towards the end of the season put all that coordination to work on Olivia. Mattias let her rise and fall on his cock, riding him harder and faster than she had before.

PK came along with, but stayed deep, giving Olivia minute, quick thrusts, pulling only an inch or so back every time. Just as this was driving Olivia wild, they switched. PK’s cock came free and pressed back in shallowly, the tip of him rubbing and stroking the sensitive ring of her ass while Mattias held her close and bucked to hit her g-spot just so, again and again.

Then, they switched again. PK going deep just as Mattias pulled free of her pussy. One going in just as the other came out, leaving Olivia full and empty in an alternating rhythm that made her head spin.

Then, they switched again. PK having loosened her up now pounded hard and fast and deep while Mattias barely moved and didn’t let Olivia move at all. Instead he kissed her slow and sweet. Breathing in her moans and gasps and utterances of their names.

Then, they switched again. Mattias setting Olivia up to bounce her body up and down his shaft as PK slid in and out of her ass slowly. Just when Olivia was going to come, they did something else, setting her back a few steps only to build her back up again in no time.

By the time they were back to both pushing in deep together, Olivia was nearly sobbing. She couldn’t even form words, let alone thoughts. She just wanted more, consistently more of one thing so she could come and maybe never stop.

In the midst of that insanity, she felt the couch depress next to her and Mattias and she saw Joey’s smiling face greet her. The two men inside her both went faster, their breathing as ragged as hers. Joey stared at her so intently it was unsettling, but also familiar, comforting.

He licked a bead of sweat from her arm and kissed her ear as his hand came between her and Mattias to find her clit. He whispered so only she could hear.

“I love you. I know you were just joking when you said it before, but I’m not. I love you. I love to see you this happy. I love that I can do that for you.”

A more sentimental sob formed in her throat. “Joey…I -”

“I just want you to come. Please, come. It’s the most beautiful goddamn thing in this world.”

Between Joey, his words and his playing with her clit, and PK in her ass, and Mattias against her g-spot, Olivia didn’t have any trouble coming and coming hard. While she spasmed around them both, Mattias groaned before pulling out to come on her stomach. Luckily Joey had already moved his hand away. But PK finished in her ass, emphatically, emphasized by another smack on her ass.

PK then stood next to her and smoothed her wild hair as he told her, “You didn’t say thank you.”

No, she had been distracted by Joey telling her he loved her. She grinned at PK and replied obediently, “Thank you, PK. Thank you, Mattias.”

The Swede patted her ass affectionately. “It was my pleasure, darling.”

She turned to her boyfriend. “Thank you, Joey. I-”

He cut her off again, this time with a kiss and a directive. “Take a shower and bring your favorite toy when you come back down. We’re not done yet.”

Notes

Sorry this is late, but the Preds kept winning and I was busy pacing, throwing up, yelling, crying, yelling again, and crying some more.

Part three coming soon. And I think it's even better than this section, but you can be the judge.