A New Adventure
Taylor POV
Today is the day! They’re all moving here to Ireland with Ian and I. No more plane rides to see one another. Finally, all in one place.
Ian and I moved in together immediately after they left. My lease was up and he had a castle big enough for all of us that had been in his family for generations. His main club in England would be run mainly by Nadia now. He would run the Ireland one. He would still need to do business trips, but now that everyone was here together, we had all made changes to do that.
Zoe moved her home office to Ireland. Amelia started her own marketing company working from home. Patrick’s home office was already in Ireland, so he simply appointed someone to oversee the New York office. He sold his home and Zoe kept hers for the trips needed to New York. Isla became a social media and brand ambassador allowing her to work anywhere.
They had packed up everything and shipped it. It arrived yesterday. They were held up a day due to Patrick’s work and saying goodbye to friends and family.
We had divided up rooms but had made a giant sex room in the basement. It had all kinds of fun toys and things. Ian often used them on us to show us how they worked. Amelia was the mistress, though and orchestrated our sexdates as a group. I would do anything that she asked. I was always rewarded with orgasms and kisses.
We still had one on one times. Switching between the males. Two girls and one guy always. The guys hadn’t had sex with one another yet. Patrick was controlling that.
“Tay, are you up here?” Ian called for me. I was sitting on the windowsill remembering the dream from last night. A girl that I did not recognize was playing in my head. Her almond shaped eyes were dark brown, and her jet-black hair was shiny. Amelia had texted me this morning after the dream and asked me about it. We had talked and decided to discuss it when they arrived.
“In here!” I called out.
He walked in looking around my room. “I like what you’ve done with it.” I laughed at him. I hadn’t done anything. Just moved my small apartment of goods.
“Mmm, you’ve done something.” he said as he slid his hand under my skirt. The ladies all agreed either crotchless, silk, thong, or no panties. Skirts and dresses as often as possible. That gained me a new wardrobe thanks to Ian. I was no longer a driver. My grandfather was thrilled. Ian talked me into going to school for nails as I liked doing them so much. He even paid for the classes. I was opening my own salon with Zoe when she arrived. She sold braid extensions and we thought that it be perfect to offer hair braiding with nails. I was excited.
I kissed him back and pushed his fingers deeper. “So impatient,” he teased as he played inside of my pussy. He picked me up while kissing me and placed me on his lap. His hand returned to play. I moaned as I started grinding his hand and dick. I undid his pants, freeing his dick. He groaned as I stroked it and started grinding again. He pushed my thong aside and placed his dick at my entrance. “Is this what you want, little one?” He asked.
“Yes,” I moaned as he slid inside of me. He held my ass bouncing me up and down on his shaft. He squeezed my ass and picked me up. He put me on my bed and ripped off my thong and dress leaving me naked in front of him. I laid there watching as he undressed. He was glorious to look at. Abs for days, ebony skin, chocolate eyes, an ass to smack and lips to enclose mine. He ravished my body with those lips. I moaned as he thrust. As he sucked and kissed. His licks sent shivers through my body. “Ian, yes.” I moaned.
“Here.” He kissed and thrust. “Or here?” He nibbled my ear and thrust.
“Yes, please. Both. More. All of it. Don’t stop. Faster.” I pleaded as his pace picked up. I climaxed as he bit my shoulder and again as he touched my clit. And again, as he bit my nipples. “Fuck, yeah. Oh. Damn,” I was shivering and shaking in pure pleasure.
“Mmm. Keep clenching that tight pussy. I love when you milk my dick like that. Oh yeah, so fucking good, Taylor. Don’t stop, baby. Mmm. Yeah. Fuck, yeah.” He moaned.
After several orgasms from me, he found his release and laid there still inside of me holding me tight. “Mmm, I can’t wait to do that all the time with our mates too. You’re so amazing, little one.” He kissed me and started pumping again.
Still sensitive it didn’t take long for an orgasm to form. I was moaning and grinding his dick. “You make the cutest sounds. How many can I make you have, Taylor?” He asked as he pounded my pussy. I was shaking in pleasure as my orgasm exploded. I could barely breathe but he didn’t stop. He flipped me over on top of him and guided me to ride him. His dick deep inside. I pulled it out and all the way in and then would grind it. And so, the rhythm went for an hour before we collapsed, completely exhausted, onto the bed.
“When will they arrive?” I asked.
Ian looked at the clock by my bed. “In two hours. Why?”
“Good, I get you all to myself a little while longer.” I grinned and kissed him.
“And what will you do with me, little one?” He teased me while kissing me back.
I grabbed a set of silk ties and tied him to my best. He grinned. “Have I been naughty?” He teased me.
I pulled out the cock ring and anal plug. His smile widened. Then I grabbed the feather. He was salivating. I placed the cock ring on his erected dick and turned it on. I lubed up the anal plug and placed it into his ass, turning it on. Then I teased him with the feather while mounting him. He groaned. “I’ve created a monster who doesn’t play fair.” He teased me.
I grinned and started rocking and grinding his dick. Sliding up and down his shaft. He was longer and wider than Patrick by an inch. I couldn’t take all of him in. But I slid down as far as I could go. Long slow slides as I traced the feather over his body.
“Oh, fuck.” His breathing got harder. “Yes, Taylor. Yes,” He moaned. I tortured him this way for an hour, soaking his dick with my juices. My room smelled of us and gave me a high. I was so damn tight, and he felt so good. The vibrators made both of us cum several times. I didn’t know how we went for so long and rallied so easily and quickly. I’ve never had sex as amazing as when I have sex with my mates.
We headed to the airport to pick up our mates after a much-needed shower. His hand holding mine. We drove a short distance to get them.
We arrived a few minutes before the plane taxied up the runway. They pulled into the hanger that we owned. We were leaning against the car. Amelia was the first one off and ran to us hugging us together. She gave each of us a deep kiss. Zoe was next doing the same. Followed by Isla doing the same. When Patrick descended, I ran into his arms. He picked me up with ease and kissed me. “I missed you too, little one. Mmm, you smell like Ian. Been having fun without me?” He asked.
“Sorry, I couldn’t resist him.” I whispered.
He smiled and kissed me again. “Don’t worry, I can’t either.” He walked over still carrying me and kissed Ian. All I wanted to do was join them as my thong got wet. “Mmm, someone’s aroused.” He kissed me again.
“Um we all are. That shit is hot,” said Zoe. Gone was the shy quiet Zoe. She still is in the bedroom, but not so much around all of us.
“Mmm, when will you two fuck so that we can watch and touch?” Amelia asked, wiggling her eyebrows.
“He can’t resist me forever.” Ian joked and we all laughed.
Patrick put me on the ground and wrapped his arm around me as Ian wrapped his arm around Zoe. They shared a room. As they were perfect mates. Amelia and Patrick also shared a room, being perfect mates. Isla and I were waiting for our perfect mates but shared our beds when the others were playing together for private play. We respected everyone’s special time and together time. No one ever got left out. Normally there are three of us in a room together, but rarely two.