Thankfully, I didn’t and she continued to blow each of us in turn.
A few moments later, Jada got up from Ben’s face and pushed Ace down, sliding her body down onto his cock. She fiercely rode him, rubbing her clit the entire time, until Ace grunted and came inside of her.
Seki kindly brought out a package of baby wipes so we could clean ourselves off after we fucked Jada’s asshole, not wanting to fuck her pussy without first doing so.
When she climbed off Ace, Seki picked her up and thrust inside her as he held her.
“Ben!” she cried out, “Come here.”
Ben was on her in an instant, lining up his cock and slamming inside. Seki and Ben quickly found a rhythm, simultaneously pumping into her. So raw and desperate, Jada’s wails were unlike anything I’d ever heard before. Those sounds went straight to my throbbing cock. I refused to touch myself because I knew once I did, I would cum and wouldn’t be able to slip inside one of Jada’s tight holes. At least not until I was able to get hard again.
Seki didn’t last long. He came inside her and then joined Ace on the floor. They both had a dazed expression on their face. I couldn’t wait for that to be me as well.
Ben cleaned himself and hauled Jada up the same way Seki had, giving me the chance to finally get inside her ass. It was like a vice on my cock, tighter than anything I’d ever felt before. I hadn’t even cum yet but I was already imagining what it would feel like to bend Jada over and fuck her asshole.
After just a minute or two, Ben came with a jerk, letting his cum mingle with Ace and Seki’s.
Finally, it was my turn.
I took a moment to clean myself before I laid Jada down on Seki’s bed, spread her legs, and sank inside her.
Unsurprisingly, I didn’t last long, cumming inside her with a shout. Pulling out, I flopped next to Jada on the bed.
We were silent for a long time, all lost in our own thoughts. Jada broke the silence when she said, “Is anyone starving, or is it just me.” We all laughed.
It took us a few minutes to dress. Seki gave Jada one of his T-shirts to wear as her shirts were still down in the kitchen and, now that we were done having sex, the house was a bit cool.
“Oh shit!” I exclaimed as we tromped down the stairs. A burnt smell lingered in the air.
Running to the oven, I quickly turned it off and opened the oven door. Smoke poured from inside, setting off the fire alarm above the kitchen doorway.
The tallest, Ben stretched up and grabbed the smoke alarm and pulled the batteries out so it wouldn’t go off again.
Snatching the oven mitts from the counter, I pulled the lasagna from the oven and set it atop the stove. The entire top layer was blackened beyond recognition.
Jada walked over, her phone in her hand. She aimed the lens and snapped a photo. “For posterity’s sake,” she said, a large grin on her face.
I couldn’t help but smile back.
“While I’m starving, I can’t say I’m too sad about dinner,” Ben said. “That was some fantastic sex.”
A blush spread across Jada’s face. Ben gave her an incredulous look. “You just pulled some sex goddess-level moves, fucking four guys at once, and now you’re shy about it?” he teased.
“Stop!” she wailed, burying her face in her hands.
“She’s multi-faceted,” Seki said. “I think it’s cute.”
“Very cute,” Ace agreed.
“Sorry about dinner, everyone,” I said, turning away from the stove to face them.
“Like Ben said, I’m not too sad about the fact that our dinner got burnt,” Seki said, giving me a good-natured smile.
“I can’t deny that,” I replied. “So, who’s up for pizza?”
Seki
One Month Later
The next several weeks were the best of my life all thanks to Jada. And, well, having some really great friends at the ranch was part of it too.
We continued to have sex, sometimes alone with Jada, sometimes with any combination of the four of us. We took her out on dates and hung out and, all in all, had a fantastic time together.
Somehow, we all just seemed to fit. None of us got jealous if one of us got to spend time alone with Jada. We were happy for each other and knew we’d get our own chance soon enough. And Jada? She had a heart big enough for all of us. Watching her with the animals, it wasn’t surprising that she was such a loving person.
I’d even gushed to my mom about her when I met her for dinner about three weeks after that night.
“What’s on your mind, dear one?” she asked me. For as long as I could remember, she’d called me that. Even at twenty-eight, it still made me happy to hear. I was lucky to have such a good relationship with her.