short entries

You’d never been more nervous—or more turned on—in your life.

After the interview with Macklin turned into the hottest night of your existence, he’d texted you days later with a single blunt message: My place. Saturday. 8pm. Bring nothing but that pretty mouth and a willing attitude. The boys want to meet you.

You knew exactly what it meant. And you showed up anyway.

The door opened to Macklin’s intense stare. He pulled you inside by the waist, kissing you deep and possessive right there in the entryway, his hand already sliding under your skirt to cup your bare ass.

“Good girl. No panties. I told them you’d be ready.” He smirked against your lips. “They’re in the living room. Strip.”

Four of them lounged on the massive sectional— Macklin, Will Smith, Jack, and Fraser. All tall, athletic, eyes darkening the second they saw you. Your clothes hit the floor piece by piece until you stood completely naked in front of them.

Macklin guided you forward like a prize. “She’s tight. Eager. And she takes direction beautifully. Who wants to go first?”

Will stood up first, tall and broad, already palming his thick cock through his sweats. “I’ve been thinking about this since Mack described how that virgin pussy felt.” He pulled you down onto your knees in front of him. “Open.”

You barely had time to obey before he fed his cock into your mouth, stretching your lips wide. He groaned as he hit the back of your throat. “Fuck, that’s good.”

Behind you, Macklin knelt and spread your ass cheeks, dragging his tongue from your clit all the way up. Two thick fingers pushed into your already dripping pussy while Will fucked your face. The wet sounds filled the room.

Jack and Fraser watched, stroking themselves, waiting their turn.

Will didn’t last long in your throat. He pulled out and moved behind you, lining up and thrusting in deep in one smooth stroke. You cried out around Macklin’s cock now filling your mouth. Will fucked you hard and fast, gripping your hips, the slap of skin loud and filthy.

“Goddamn, she’s squeezing me so tight,” Will growled.

He came with a deep groan, flooding your pussy. The moment he pulled out, Jack took his place, sliding into your cum-filled hole with a satisfied moan.

“Sloppy seconds feel fucking incredible,” Jack laughed, pounding into you mercilessly. He reached around and rubbed your clit until you shattered, coming hard around his cock.

Fraser was next. He flipped you onto your back on the couch, threw your legs over his shoulders, and drove in deep. His thrusts were long and powerful, hitting spots that made your eyes roll back.

“Look at her,” Macklin said, voice dark with lust as he stroked himself. “Taking cock like she was made for it.”

Fraser filled you too, adding to the mess leaking down your thighs. By the time Macklin finally stepped up, you were a trembling, whimpering wreck—pussy swollen and dripping with three loads.

He gripped your chin, forcing you to look at him. “One more, baby. Then we’re running it again.”

Macklin fucked you like he owned you—deep, dominant strokes that had you screaming his name. He pinned your wrists above your head and hammered into your overstimulated cunt until you came again, harder than before. Only then did he bury himself to the hilt and unload, claiming you with the fourth load of the night.

You barely had time to catch your breath before Will was pulling you onto his lap, sinking you down onto his renewed hard-on.

“Round two, sweetheart,” he murmured against your neck.

Jack moved in front of you, feeding his cock back into your mouth. Fraser and Macklin watched, stroking themselves, waiting for their next turn.

They ran train on you for hours—passing you around, filling every hole, covering you in cum, making you come until your voice was hoarse and your legs shook uncontrollably. Macklin directed it all, telling them how to fuck you, when to go harder, when to make you take two cocks at once.

By the end you were wrecked, blissed out, and covered in them—exactly how they wanted you. Macklin pulled you into his lap at the end, kissing your forehead while the others caught their breath.

“Such a good fucking girl,” he praised softly. “Think you can handle the whole team next time?”

You smiled, exhausted and aching in the best way.

"Fraser fuck please" you beg as Fraser stills his hips inside you.

Fraser pins both your legs to your chest before he starts pounding into you at a fast pace. You moan loudly as Fraser speeds up fucking you at a fast pace, you almost would feel bad for the neighbors because the headboard was hitting the wall hard, but you really can't feel bad for the neighbors the way Fraser's fucking you.

"Squeezing me so tight baby" Fraser says, "Good girl I can tell your close."

You moan before digging your fingers into his back and scratching him up, Fraser groans as your nails dig in.

"I'm cuming" you moan before your cuming all over his cock with a loud moan of his name.

"Fuck baby" Fraser says before stilling inside you and filling you up.

Fraser gives you a few minutes to catch your breath before he pulls out, Fraser watches your legs shake as his cum drips out of your entrance.

"You okay?" He asks

"Yeah" you reply, you squeal as Fraser flips you so your ass is in the air.

"Good, can you take some more?" Fraser asks

"Yeah" you say.