Little Birdie

Elicia:

I’ve never been so nervous in my life, well, besides the flight that plucked me from the lonely existence I had established in Texas, dropped upside-down, folded, twisted, and slap shot into an incredible, jaw-dropping adventure of my life.

Yep! And on cue, their grumbling voices echoed through the shadow hugged club, waiting for my ‘Sexy Duo’ to signal my adventure of stealing four, powerful, energetic, soft-hearted, lovable comedians, breaths away with a special aerial acrobatics show, which will probably result in me being ravished by the very same men that stole my breath with the faintest smirk or look.

WHOA! GIRL! WHOA! Slow them horses before you spontaneously combust, but look at them, all those juicy muscles, beautiful hazel-ambered eyes gleaming under the spotlights as the deep silky threads of crimson glowed seductively against the hot rays of artificial light.

I’m going to be a sweaty mess by the end of this.

Chuckling softly at my silent thought because it was so true, even if I’m not sweaty enough by the time my performance ends, the four sexy men stumbling to their chairs would make sure to drench me in heavenly sensations, not realizing that my body had responded to the cues, scissor kicking my legs as my arms hoisted my body up parallel against the stretchy silks, wrapping my foot to hold my weight.

I didn’t need the thumping bass or catchy words to display my emotionally driven routine, the gleaming ambers and bright smiles assured me I was blowing their minds, plus the occasional palm to the groin also was a dead giveaway.

Twisting my body up, arching enough to flip out of the twisted fabric, swooping down as my toes grazed across the shiny black flooring, rotating my body as the silk fabric acted like a flimsy dancer pole. Using my legs in mid-swing, twirling around like a floating figure skater in a sit spin, extending my leg and arm out to counterbalance the weight shift.

“She’s beautiful,” Elias spoke in a raspy tone, coughing enough to clear his throat as his words swirled and dipped with my playful wink positioned in an upside-down dip with the silk wrapped around my right foot and arm.

“She’s perfect, like a butterfly.” Biting my lip to hold back the tears, rolling down the fabric into a gentle split, pulling my legs in to cause the silks to rotate.

“A regal Hummingbird.” Chris tossed a playful wink at me spinning down the fabric to my feet, stalking around them, curling my fingers in their smiling faces, playful rolling my body as my feet shuffled in a rhythmic beat. Sliding back every few steps to avoid the pawing hands that stretched out to capture their prey.

Stepping back in a gentle moonwalk as ‘Dig Deep’ by Muse started its electronic beat, waving my arms through the air like a fluttering ribbon in a gentle breeze. Snapping my arm up in a regal pose of seduction like Marilyn Monroe, running my free hand down my face, biting my fingertip with a playful purr. Swaying my hips out into an dramatic hip roll with my hands positioned like I was resting against an invisible baseball bat.

“Our Goddess,” Roger growled hoarsely leaning forward in his chair with his elbows planted firmly on his knees, watching me with a hungry gaze mirroring his brothers as the cool silks slipped over my open palm.

Tossing them a playful wink as my body dropped to the ground using the momentum to swing my legs around into a twirling leg swivel, climbing up the silk enough to twist the silky fabrics around my body to stretch out into a floating gazelle. Smiling brightly at the four hungry beasts awaiting my descent at the bottom, wiggling their fingers to entice me down from my floating euphoria.

“Come here.” They growled out in that sexy unison thing they always did, untwisting the silk to allow my body to roll down in a graceful fluidity of limbs, halted abruptly by strong muscular arms and hot silky lips.

Pulled from my sweltering embrace, laid gentle down onto a plush fluff of blankets and pillows surrounded by the fresh smell of hay. Covering my mouth in delightful shock as Chris and Elias pushed open the barn doors to overlook the glistening pastures draped in a soft dew under the warm illumination of the moon. Aries, Lady Luck, and Milky-way grazed peacefully below us by the watering pond with breathy ‘nays’ and squeals echoing from the other horses roaming the lush green acres.

“Oh, Kitten, don’t cry.” Elias dropped to his knees, brushing a gentle thumb over the salty traitors trickling down my cheek.

“How can I not?” Motioning around the hayloft twinkling with fairy lights and mason jars with tea candles flickering against the glass positioned in clusters around the massive makeshift bed of blankets and pillows.

“It’s nothing compared to your surprise, but we wanted to do something special for a very exceptional woman that danced her way into our hearts.” Leaning into Chris’ warm palm gently caressing my cheek with bright hazel eyes swimming in emotion.

“Well, my New Year’s got rerailed, but this is…perfect.” Gripping his shirt, yanking his smirking lips into mine in a toe-curling kiss as everything washed away into a swirling blanket of emotional yearning. Snapping my fingers as our clothes disappeared, leaving only glistening flesh and muscles as our hands roamed over one another in a delightful tingling of heated flesh.

“Remember what Amelia advised.” Roger chuckled lowly sitting lazily with his arm draped over his bent knee looking like something from Michelangelo’s ‘The Creation of Adam’ but well-endowed compared to the first man.

“Well, what she doesn’t know, won’t kill her.” Crawling over to Ben with a purring growl as his swirling hazels scanned over my prowling body with an electrifying twinkle.

“It won’t be you she kills.” Kissing away his protesting words as his hands roamed over my swollen breasts, pinching the pebbled nipples with gentle fingers.

“Then we better make tonight count, now shouldn’t we?” Pulling back from his shocked expression, licking his lips with a growling grunt as his eyes darted over my shoulder between his brothers. Squeezing his hand in reassurance leading him over to the center, pushing his back as his muscles flexed and twitched under my heated gaze.

Sliding over his thighs with a firm palm wrapped around his hardened shaft, brushing my pelvis against the thumping mass as his panting breath hitched in a growling gasp. Leaning down next to his ear, trapping his twitching cock between our bodies.

“A little birdie told me you’ve never experienced anal.” Whispering into his ear, sucking on his earlobe with gentle lips as his sweltering palms gripped my hips like he would blow away if he let go.

“You’ll be my first.” Kissing his parted lips with a quick swipe of my tongue, sitting back to straddle his thighs, smiling down at the stunned expression across his sharp features.

“I don’t want to hurt you.” Ben’s voice rasped out with a cough, cupping his cheek brushing over the tightly trimmed beard with a gentle thumb.

“That’s why I prepped already.” Standing up from his tensed thighs and twitching erection, accepting Elias’ hand to stabilize me, turning around lowering myself back down over his thighs. Staring into Elias’ blazing hazels as his hands held firmly to my waist, positioning my backdoor over Ben’s throbbing head as it breached the tight flesh with a moaning breath.

“OH FUCK!” Looking over my shoulder at Ben’s contorted expression biting his lip in concentration. Elias leaned forward capturing my parted lips in a breathless embrace, dropping my head back as he slid his heated shaft into my already stretched walls, firmly sheathing himself deep into my quivering walls.

“Total ‘ass man’ now,” Ben growled wildly biting into my shoulder as they thrusted into my overstimulated body, alternating their movements so that every nerve was pleasured into a tumbling explosion of euphoria. Unable to concentrate on what felt better, just lost in this moment as their teeth and lips feasted on my sweaty flesh with animalistic sounds of pleasure ripping from our mouths.

“I-I …OH GOD!” Thrusted into sexual oblivion, panting cries of erotic bliss as our bodies melted into one another, reaching for Chris and Roger as their sweltering lips teased and manipulated my taut nipples into a slurry of moaning curses. Two was overload, but four, talk about supercharged as their hardened shafts swelled against my slick palms.

That tight coil of heated bliss built with each tantalizing thrust and jerk, breaking past the peak of sexual euphoria as my body shattered into a million pieces, coated in a sweaty layer of tingling electrical charges.

“I can’t hold on,” Ben growled wildly. “Me too.” as they both came undone, spewing their hot seed deep into my quivering walls as Chris and Roger layered my chest in a sticky heat of white goodness.

“FUCK!” Delirious with euphoria as they leaned back on their heels, panting erratically with glistening chest muscles and hooded eyes of blazing hazels.

Collapsing back onto Ben’s panting chest, kissing his sweat-tinged lips as Elias kissed across my collarbone, dislodging himself with a panting groan. Slowly dislodging from Ben laying limply on his back, panting with closed eyes as the guys cleaned off my body with warm washcloths.

“YEP! I just died a Happy Man.” Ben chuckled lowly, peering out from under hooded eyelids with a bright smile etched across his face.