One Shots

(Two things I’m sorry about: 1. That I always write about buttplugs, but they are my most favorite thing in this world and 2. That there isn’t more Colin Wilson in this. I wanted to work him in again, but there was no room. Well, I could have been made room, but I was distracted by Joey. And I’m not sorry about that. I have been planning a part 2 for Colin since I finished his first story, so look forward to that.)

In their bedroom, Olivia turned on the shower and sat down on the bed, leaning forward to rest her forehead against her palms. Without a doubt, she needed a moment to collect herself. Maybe she should have been questioning the wisdom in letting several men have sex with her in a single afternoon, but that really wasn’t a concern.

Rather, it was Joey. And that confession he had made seemingly without thought or care as to how it would affect her. How could he even mean it, first of all? What sort of a man who loved a woman let his friends, his teammates, men like brothers to him, gang bang her? This was supposed to be fun, they were supposed to be fun, carefree, but now? Now Olivia felt the sharp sting of reality start to impede and that was simply no fun at all.

Before she could make up her mind about anything, she felt a delicate touch on her shoulder, looking up to see Calle standing there.

“Hey.”


“Hi. Joey said I should come check on you.”

Olivia smiled at that. Well, if nothing else the man knew what his words had done to her, which was a source of solace.

“I’m fine, thank you, Calle.”

He nodded and then looked away, but he didn’t leave the room.

“Do you…Can I help with anything?”

Olivia stood, shaking her head. “I’m really okay.”

“Do you want us to leave? I’ll tell them all to go.”

Of course he would. Sweet, sweet Calle. Olivia thought about it for a moment and told him the truth. “No. Whatever else is going to happen today with me…and Joey. I’m not missing out on Neal and Josi.”

Calle grinned and then blushed a bright shade of pink. “Good. I’m glad.”
Heading into the bathroom, Calle follow behind her. When Olivia looked back, he shrugged and mumbled something.

“Yes?”

“Do you mind…if I stay and watch?”

Any other day a man asking to watch her shower might have seemed a little strange. However, considering that just a little while ago Calle had put his tongue on her asshole, she figured certain concessions could be made. Extenuating circumstances and all that. In fact, his strange request served to once more immerse her in the fantasy they were all playing out, which was just what she needed.

So Calle stayed and Olivia showered behind a glass door that left her entirely visible. She didn’t make any attempt to put on a show, but clearly being wet and naked and soaped up was more than enough to excite him. He made quiet yet emphatic sounds of agreement that could be heard over the running water whenever she touched her body here or there.

Soft, floral smelling soap bubbles rose from her loofa and the feel of it gliding along her skin, plus the rather lovely sensation of being watched was enough to block out all the questions and doubts Joey’s utterance has created. She was back to just feeling, to being in her body, to racing after pleasure alongside anyone who was willing and able to keep up.

She turned and met Calle’s eyes, not breaking that contact as she stroke a hand down her stomach towards her aching, already sore pussy. Still wet, and not from the shower, Olivia explored herself with two fingers. Aside from soreness, she felt tender and open. Exposed in a way that had nothing to do with Calle being there, watching. And it felt good. Just good, pure and simple.

“Calle. Come here.”

He took only a single step forward, but Olivia opened the door to the shower, letting out a cloud of steam and reached out to pull him forward. Resting her wet head against his chest, she reached down and freed his cock. Instead of touching him herself, she took his hand and guided it towards his shaft.

Without further encouragement, he stroked himself, watching as she did the same. Olivia leaned back against the far wall of the shower, bending and widening her knees as she played. The stream of water just barely grazed her thighs and it was like a teasing lovers touch that egged her on.

Olivia shamelessly moaned his name as she watched him jerk himself off to her naked body. Calle shamelessly watched, panting and speeding up his actions to match hers. Olivia came with a groan, knees shaking until she finally slid down the wall to sit on the ground. Calle sprayed his seed into the shower and then jumped when he saw Joey standing in the doorway, watching them both.

“That’s cheating.”

The sarcastic tone of his voice, his wide smile made Olivia feel like nothing had changed between them. Maybe it would eventually, how could it not, but for right now it he was the same and they were the same together.

She stood, rising away the rest of the soap still clinging to her body. “You’re just jealous that we didn’t invite you.”

“And yet here I am.”

“Typical Johansen.”

Calle scuttled out of the room while Joey and Olivia shared a smile. He remained leaning against the door jam while she dried her hair with a towel. After several minutes of silence she finally asked, “Do want to tell me what that was all about?”

“It wasn’t about anything.”

“Joey…”

“I just felt like saying it.”

Olivia threw the towel in the hamper, but didn’t turn to face him. “You have shit timing.”

“Ollie, I’m sorry if I ruined this for you.”

Now she turned. He had his arms folded, a defensive, defiant look on his face. He said he was sorry, not for what he had done, but for what it might mean for this little exercise is sexual excess.

Olivia took a deep breath and told him, “You didn’t ruin anything. I already told Calle, I don’t want them to leave. Maybe that’s what’s bothering me. You tell me something like that and I still want to fuck your friends while you watch.”

Joey cracked a smile. “I didn’t just mean the first part, I meant it all. I want you to be happy, that’s what l-”

“Don’t say it. Please don’t say that word again.” She snuggled into his arms, breathing him in as he held her.

He kissed the top of her head and said, “Can I tell you something else?”

Olivia groaned against his body, worrying about what he was going to say next. Joey laughed and pulled her back to look at her.

“This, today, but also the way we’ve always done things…it doesn’t change the way I feel about you because it’s just sex. You can fuck whoever you want, whenever you want, even after today, after what I said because I know you’re gonna come home - to me. You’re my best friend and, yeah, I love you, just like I love Jos and Fil and Arvi, the only difference is I like sticking my dick in you. That’s it. That’s all I wanted you to know. I’m not trying to fuck this up or fuck you up, but you know hockey players, we’re very…free with our affection. Okay?”

Olivia wanted to cry. She wanted to tell him that of course she loved him, too. As a friend, as a lover, as the only man maybe on the face of the earth who would gladly let her screw around as much as she wanted.

But she only smiled and said, “Okay.”

“We’re okay?”

“We’re okay.”

“Wanna get fucked some more.”

Olivia’s laugh burst from between her lips. “Yeah, I wanna get fucked some more.”

“Now you’re talking. Go downstairs. I’ll pick out a toy for you.”

“Joey, is that really necessary? There are plenty of cocks down there for me, I don’t need a fake one, too.”

“Necessary? No way. But this will be a lot more fun.”

When Joey came down the stairs, he stopped short when he saw Olivia on her knees slowly teasing Josi’s cock with her tongue. Maybe there was something irrevocably fucked up about him, but this was hands down the sexiest damn thing he had ever seen.

He knew Olivia saw other men just as he saw plenty of other women, but he had never allowed himself to imagine her with someone else. It had been a simple fact of their relationship and this day had done nothing to change his mind about the rightness of that fact. Olivia needed this, to be adored by more than one man, to be stroked and pleasured by more than just him. She needed it and, Joey knew better than anyone, she deserved it as well.

Joey could play the needy, possessive, jealous meathead when that’s what he thought a woman wanted from him, but in all honesty, it was never genuine. He had a hard time claiming ownership over another person, probably because his most enduring quality is that he just wanted everyone around him to be happy, to be themselves. Watching Olivia moan and smile around another man’s cock made him happy because it made her happy.

And it was clearly making Josi happy. Meanwhile Neal, a man who did more than just play as possessiveness, looked downright hostile. Olivia, bless her heart, she was trying to give equal attention to all of them, even though it was impossible. Joey knew when she needed some help to stop playing favorites.

Joey squatted down next to Josi and Olivia, tisking at her. “Are you trying to make him come before he fucks you? Because sucking him like that after he’s been watching you get fucked all this time is a good way to do it.”

Olivia pulled off his cock with a smile. Josi grumbled something about how he damn well wouldn’t mind coming, but Joey had other plans, of course.

“Make room on that couch. Let Neal lie down.”

With Neal on his back, Joey finally managed to get Olivia away from Josi, putting her on all four over Neal, mouth near his cock. Never one to decline such a blatant invitation, Olivia licked along the length of him before sliding her mouth down his shaft. Neal likewise grabbed her ass, hauling her down until she spread far enough to be close enough for his tongue to reach her pussy lips.

Both of them made muffling moaning sounds, Neal happy to finally be involved and Olivia thankful for Neal’s beautiful and talented mouth. She was so enthralled by Neal’s mouth and cock that she just barely heard Joey ask Ellis, “You know to use one of these?”

Ellis chuckled and got up from the opposite couch where he had been taking in the action.

“What kind of idiot do you think I am?”

“You really want me to answer that considering you didn’t even manage to fuck Ollie when you dated?”

“Just give it to me, asshole.”

Joey handed over the toy and the lube, settling back in his chair to watch. Ellis slipped a lubed finger into Olivia ass and she pushed back against him. Having been fucked by PK’s massive cock not too long ago, her ass opened easily, welcoming Ellis’ fingers and then a shiny, wide buttplug with no resistance.

Ellis asked Joey, “Serious question, how often do you fuck her up the ass? Because I have never seen anything like this.”

Joey grinned. “Only when she asks me to.”

Olivia pulled off Neal’s cocking, panting. “A lot. I ask him to a lot.”

Neal, who could very much rival Calle for the title of “quiet one,” stopped licking her pussy long enough to finally speak. “Tell us how much you love a cock in your ass.”

Olivia groaned. “So fucking much. Goddamn.”

Ellis wiggled the plug around in her ass and Olivia would have sworn she felt it vibrate through her entire being, soul and all.

She tried to suck Neal’s cock, she really did, but most she just licked at him, panting, moaning. “Yes. Oh, fuck yes.”

Neal said again, “Tell us,” and then he sucked and pulled at her clit with his mouth.

Nearly shouting, Olivia answered, “I love it, I fucking love a cock in my ass. So deep. Fuck. Don’t stop, Neal. Please, please, please don’t stop.”

Ellis, who was tugging the buttplug, asked, “You want me to stop?”

“Fuck no. Please, no.”

Between Neal licking her clit and Ellis toying with the plug in her ass, Olivia was teetering on the brink. When PK spoke in his raspy voice, she knew she was done for and soon.
“Let me show you what she really likes, Ellie.”

Ellis let PK take hold of the plug and he promptly pulled it free. He nudged it back in, not all the way, just gliding the tapered tip in and out of her ass slowly. Olivia responded with a ragged moan that ended on a gasp.

“Holy fuck, please, yes.”

“See? Told ya.”

Ellis smiled and took the plug back from PK, stretching the rim of her ass again and again with the fat part of the plug as Neal tongued and sucked until finally she came, pushing her hips back so hard that the plug slipped inside of her again. She was still trying to catch her breath when she heard the telltale buzz of a vibrator.

She looked over at Joey who was holding the damn thing and smiled. “Ryan Johansen, you said one toy.”

He shrugged and waved the vibrator around a bit. “I changed my mind. You wanna argue about it, or you want me to fuck you with this?”

Decisions decisions. Olivia really wanted Neal to fuck her. And Josi. But she also loved that greedy look in Joey’s eyes that said he was desperate to shove the toy in her pussy.

Josi was then by her side, running a hand along her side, stroking every inch of skin until he reached her neck. He leaned down whispering, “Neal in your ass, me in your mouth, Joey shoving that thing in your pussy. Yeah?”

Well, if he insisted. “Yes. Yes, please.”

“That’s a good girl.”

The men shifted around her, but she remained on all fours. Joey sat on the couch, directly underneath her midsection, giving him free reign over her body from there. Josi stood, cock hard and poised near her mouth, while Neal knelt on the couch behind her, tugging on the plug to free it.

Olivia whimpered at the loss, but it was short lived. Neal had his cock coated in lube and pressing against her hole in no time. Just as he pushed in, Joey pressed a sweet, gentle, lingering kiss on her hip. Josi seemed mesmerized by Olivia thrusting her hips back to take Neal even deeper, but he soon warmed to his own task.

Cupping her jaw in his palm, Josi guided Olivia’s already moaning mouth toward his shaft. Smiling at him once again, she wrapped her lips around the crown of him and sucked, hard and then gently, almost suckling him.

Neal worked her ass slowly at first, but when she was pushing back harder and more aggressively than he was moving forward, he took a hint. Using his hands on her ass for leverage Neal sped up, snapping his hips against her softness each time, putting on quite the show for the other men who were still enraptured by what was happening, even if their role had already ended.

Joey proved to be the most distracting of them all. Yes, even with Neal fucking her ass, even with Josi groaning gratefully when she took him down her throat, and even with the other men murmuring words of praise and encouragement. Joey kissed along her body, nibbling little bits of skin as he went, teasing her flesh with his tongue, using both hands to cup her breasts that jostled underneath her body.

His sweet caresses made Olivia want to curl up in his lap, snuggle her nose against his chest and just let him stroke her softly until she fell asleep. His were touches of affection, of comfort, simultaneously urging her on and making her want to slow way the hell down and drink it all in.

He shattered any and all thoughts she had when he, out of nowhere, slipped the fat head of the vibrator between her pussy lips and shoved it in hard. Olivia made a choking, gasping sound and Josi immediately backed off.

Olivia reached out, pulling him back closer, merely shaking her head as she damn near swallowed him whole again. Full. Complete. Content. In all her years of dreaming about a gang bang, she never imagined it would be this good. She had gotten a taste it earlier from Mattias and PK, but having something, a cock, a toy, it didn’t matter, filling every hole on her body was a bliss so pure and visceral that she felt like she was having a goddamn religious experience.

She wanted more. Deeper. Harder. Faster. More.

Joey chuckled against her skin as he was back to mouthing along her body. Switching on the vibrator, he thrust it in time with Neal, letting Olivia set her own pace with Josi. The vibrator was thick and ribbed, made of hard ceramic, meaning that when Olivia clenched down on the thing, it didn’t budge, didn’t buckle. The too hard object now inside her body felt more filthy and nasty than even letting several men fuck her in one afternoon. It was unnatural, obscene, unnecessary, but also a whole lot of fun.

Between the three men, their cocks, mouths, and toys, Olivia shook and bucked, writhed and moaned. And just when she was about to come, Joey pulled the vibator of out of her pussy, shocking her so harshly she lost the peak of pleasure just as she was about to grasp it.

She tried to turn and scowl at him, but he grabbed a fist full of her hair, pushing her mouth further onto Josi’s cock until she could take him no further.

“You don’t get to come again. Not yet. I want to see you earn it.”

Unable to speak, Olivia groaned around Josi’s cock and then sat back slightly, bring her hands into the mix. Earn it, he says. Fine, she could do that.

Olivia stroked Josi’s shaft with one hand, his balls with the other, while her mouth sucked his tip, her tongue swirling around him. At the same time, she flexed her ass, squeezing down on Neal’s cock and making the otherwise silent participant moan deeply and thrust a little harder.

Olivia sucked and played until Josi was panting, eyes closed, head thrown back. He tried to pull free of her mouth, but Olivia held him in place, savoring the salty burst of come he let forth just before he moaned her name and then collapsed onto the coffee table.

Smiling with pride, Olivia bucked back, reminding Neal that he wasn’t done yet and neither was she. Joey could have laughed, but instead he nudged Josi’s depleted form and handed him the vibrator.

“Help my girl out. I want to give her a taste.”

Josi managed to make his arms work and he eased the virbator back inside Olivia. Ready for it this time, she widened her thighs, cradling Neal between them and making more room for Josi. When she looked up, Joey finally had his cock out and he was finally bringing it towards her.

All day long, having been satisfied by several other men, Olivia hadn’t realized how badly she had been longing for Joey’s cock until he brought it out to play. Her mouth watered, her body tightened, her lungs gasped for more air, and that was just at the sight of it. When he brushed it against her lips, she nearly come right then and there. Just as she stuck her tongue out lick at him, he pulled away.

Joey came closer again, letting the baby soft skin of tip just graze her wet lips until she opened her mouth and then he pulled away. It was the cruelest thing he could have done. She whimpered his name softly, gave him her very best puppy dog eyes.

He ran his thumb along her bottom lip. “Cock in your ass, vibe in your pussy, and you’re still begging for my dick in your mouth?”

Olivia nodded, leaned back to sat against Neal’s lap, and grabbed for Joey with both hands. He came close, so damn close, but he only traced the line of her jaw and then neck with his cockhead.

He fisted a hand in her hair again and told his teammates. “Fuck her harder.”

Neal’s thrusts became frantic, desperation to get Olivia off before he came now obvious. Josi shoved the vibrator as deep as it could got and then cranked it up to another setting, the buzzing pattern drumming a rhythm against her g-spot that was brutally intense. Using one hand to hold to the toy in place, he used the other to stroke his thumb around her bulging clit.

“Oh, God. Jos. Yes!”

Joey stroked her cheek, making her eyes open. “Have you earned it?”

“Yes, yes, please, Joey.”

“Tell me how you earn it.”

Olivia gasped, both frustrated that he was still making her hold back and loving the fact that he was going to make her say it.

“By being a good girl.”

“Oh, come on, Ollie. You can give me more than that. Say something sweet and I’ll let you taste my cock again.”

Olivia nodded, shuddering slightly and reaching for Joey. “I took so many cocks. So, so many. Joey, please.”

“Yeah, and?”

“And I fucking loved it. Love being fucked by all these guys. Love feeling their come in my mouth and on my body.”

“Yeah, but you still want me to fuck you. You are a hungry little slut, aren’t you?”

“Yes! Joey, fuck! Please.”

“It’s alright, baby. You can come.”

He knew it was going to be good when Olivia didn’t even try and get closer to his cock. He pressed it to her panting mouth, but she was too involved in what Neal and Josi were doing to even care at this point. Neal kept up his relentless pace until he just couldn’t anymore. He came just as Olivia’s own orgasm started. The wet warmth in her sore ass was just one sensation of many. Her g-spot vibrated along with the toy, making her pussy clench around the hard thing. Josi stroked and strummed her clit again and again, sending jolts of electricity through her.

It was several moments before every flutter, every twitch, every throb of pleasure finally subsided. When she finally opened her eyes, all she saw was Joey’s smile.
She closed her eyes in a haze and when she jolted back to reality was surprised to find herself in bed alone. Joey’s voice carried through the house, accompanied by other murmurs and then finally the closing of the front door. When he joined her, he was smiling, pulling off his shirt and then tugging down his pants.

“You okay?”

“Okay is not how I would put.”

Laughing, Joey climbed into bed and under the covers. “And how would you put it?”

As he snuggled closer, Olivia laid on her back and answered, “Great. Spectacular. Luckiest girl alive.”

“Wow, prettiest and the luckiest? Must be nice.”

Olivia turned to face him, but then returned to her back when he rolled on top of her.

“I have another surprise for you.”

“If the other half of the Preds roster is downstairs, I’m gonna need a minute first.”

He kissed her as he laughed and then said, “Nope. But I asked Calle to come back later.”

“Why?”

“Why? Why do you think?” He eased her legs apart with his thigh, nestling his cock against her slit as he kissed her neck. “Because I want to fuck you with him. I want him to fuck you with me.”

Just before he thrust inside her, Olivia stopped him. “Why?”

“Because I was telling you the truth. I love you. And you like Calle. You want Calle. And I’m going to give you everything you want for as long as you let me.”

He got her thighs apart again and thrust inside, groaning into her ear. Olivia felt worn down, too raw and sensitive to enjoy yet another man fucking her. But Joey, in spite of the way he had so roughly said he was looking forward to using her already overused body, went slow.

And Olivia fell into it with him, letting herself open and stretch for him even when she didn’t think it was possible to do so. Joey bent to kiss her and it was as sweet and gentle as his thrusting.

Whining against his mouth, Olivia told him quietly, “I was telling the truth, too. I seriously, seriously love you for this. For everything.”

“See? It’s not as complicated as it seems.”

Olivia had a feeling he was very wrong. It was complicated. And morally corrupt. And probably absolutely ridiculous. But it was also a hell of a lot of fun.

Notes

If you enjoyed this story, please pray for my Preds to win the cup. No offense to the Pens, but most of those guys are going for their 3rd or 4th Cup, I just want my boys to have 1, they deserve it.