(A/N chapter fifty! So for that, a very long smut chapter)

Owen sweetly smiles at me.

"Let's just forget about that. I'm dying to be inside you," he whispers in my ear. I close my eyes, feeling his soft fingers play with the straps of my dress. He places sweet kisses in my neck, a gentle attempt to drive me crazy.

I whine when he doesn't do anything to calm the burning heat between my legs. He chuckles, sending another rush of heat down there. "Look at you, all pretty and begging for my touch." I hear the smirk in his voice.

I like how he's gentle with me, but this is straight up teasing. "O- Daddy," I whimper. I've just caught myself from saying Owen, and I'm glad I didn't. Because now, he kisses my closed eyelids. "Hm, so impatient. Should I give you what you want, because you're begging me so nicely?"

I quickly nod. Yes, please. My eyes open. He's not doing anything, just staring down at me. I sit up a little straighter to give him a kiss on the lips, making him break out of his trance. "You're fucking beautiful, darling," he grins and kisses me, gently pushing me down on the bed again.

He starts lifting up the skirt of my dress, but I want it out. "Daddy, don't you want to see me naked?" I whisper in his ear. He groans, shutting his eyes for a second. "Gosh, why are you so sexy? Take it off," he pleads.

Grinning, I do. I knew I could get my way. His eyes lock on my chest and he keeps staring at my breasts. "Damn," he mutters. My cheeks flush and I hide them with my hands. He's already seen them, why am I so shy?

Maybe because Aaron, Ethan and Jordan are watching us this time, and I'm trying something new?

But then again, they also watched when Jordan and I... did that. And apparently, also when Ethan and I did it.

Owen slowly unfastens my bra, leaving soft kisses on them. He throws it away, somewhere in the room, but we both don't care where it ends up. 

His teasing eventually disappears, making his kisses get rougher and his grip on my waist tighter. I moan. Everything they do is just so good, I can't believe how they do it. 

Owen's hands travel lower, until they reach the edge of my undies. His mouth follows and I feel his lips turn into a smile when they reach it, too. He tugs at my panties, but sadly, it doesn't work like that.

A frustrated grunt sounds from his throat. But then he decides to lift my hips a bit, causing them to easily slide down my legs. He smirks. "What's this color, darling? I think it's my new favorite," he smiles and climbs back on top of me.

I frown, feeling his shirt under my hands on his chest. Between our kisses, I manage to ask, "Why are you still dressed, daddy?" 

His hands travel down my thigh, but I shake my head and grab his hand. I stop him from doing anything. He frowns, staring at his hand. "Clothes off, then you get to touch," I say, confident. He cocks an eyebrow, slowly look up.

"Little brat."

My cheeks flush again and I let go of his hand. He does take his clothes off, though, and I'm happy he listens to me. When he's in his boxers, he stops and comes back to me. I'm satisfied for now and go back to kissing his lips while his hands travel down my body.

I feel a strong hand on my inner thighs, moving closer to my sensitive parts. A moan escapes when it touches me, exactly there, but he's swallowed by Owen's mouth.

"Hm, I love how noisy you are," he groans against my lips, moving his finger closer and closer. Then, it's in me, causing my eyes to flutter closed with the small amount of please it's bringing. Owen buries one finger deep in me, making me moan.

"Daddy, please," I plead, needing more. He chuckles, giving me what I need by bringing a second finger in. They curl, leaving me gasping. I grab his arms, needing at least something to hold on. "What do you guys think, can she handle three fingers?"

My eyes widen. Three? That's a lot. I look at my side, seeing the three of them smirk. My eyes narrow. Assholes. They know I won't say anything, because yeah, I love it, but three is a lot.

Owen locks eyes with me, softening at the look on my face. He gives me a warm smile, calming me down. "Darling, what's your safe word?"

Right. "Blossom," I whisper. He nods. "Do you want to use it?" I shake my head. I'm not using my safe word for this, although I'm a bit nervous. But if they can fit in, then three fingers can too, right?

He nods, bending his head and starting to kiss me neck. I get another glance of Jordan, who's sipping whisky while watching me and Owen. I try to glance at Ethan or Aaron too, but Owen brings in the third finger, making my eyes flutter.

My jaw drops in euphoria. This feel so good. He curls his fingers, hitting my sweet spot in one single movement. I moan, loud. Owen locks our lips again, muffling my high pitched screams when he drives me closer to an orgasm.

"Oh sunbeam, you better ask for permission to come," I hear Aaron's voice sounds through the room. I whimper. "Please, please, let me come," I beg. I don't know who I'm begging, I guess all of them.

Ethan makes a disappointed noise with his tongue. "Is that all you can do, princess? I thought you could do better." I whimper again when Owen doesn't slow his pace, making it hard for me to even take an attempt to beg.

"Please let me come, daddies. My pussy needs it," I moan, knowing these words will make them crazy. Owen takes in a sharp breath. "You can cum, darling. Fuck, cum as much as you want."

I let go of myself and am knocked out of breath by the intensity of this orgasm. Owen rides it out, prolonging it by slowly moving his fingers out of me. I curl up, panting heavily. I'm facing the couch with Jordan, Ethan and Aaron on it now and see their satisfied smirks.

"That was a good one, baby. Damn," Jordan mutters. I smile. Owen gently rolls me back on my back again. "Hey, darling. You wanna be on top now, or shall I go?" he softly asks, brushing some hair out of my face.

His words bring my body back to live, especially that part. I know he's a switch and doesn't care if he's bottom or on top, but so am I. I hesitantly shrug, not knowing what I want. 

Aaron gets up, I can see from the corner of my eye. I frown. Is he leaving? While Owen and I are still in doubt, Aaron thankfully doesn't leave, but walks closer to the bed. I smile up at him, admiring how his broad shoulders flex when he leans on the frame of the bed.

"I know how we can fix this, guy," he smirks. Owen grins too, a knowing grin. I frown, not happy I don't know. "Remember when we said 'something new', sunbeam?" Aaron softly ask. I nod.

He nods, too, sitting down next to me on the bed. "Well, we're gonna try that, okay? If you're not comfortable, or you really want to stop, just say the safe word, okay?" he reminds me again. I not, anticipation rolling through my body. What's gonna happen?

His gaze wanders over my body, then settles on my butt. I blush again. "Hm, you have the nicest butt," he sighs, eyes glinstering. Owen kisses my cheek, making me turn to him, which gives Aaron the full show of my ass.

"You're on top," Owen grins and pulls me on him. I widen my eyes when my girly parts are pressed exactly there, and although he's still wearing his boxers, I can feel he's pretty hard. Owen chuckles. "All for you, darling. Now come on, don't let me wait any longer, please."

I nod and head for the boxers, feeling brave. I pull them down and throw them away, where they probably end up next to my bra and panties. My eyes widen again when I see his hard cock, proudly standing against his lower abdomen.

Owen groans. "Please, darling, I'm dying over here." I start nodding and look around, then remember I don't know where the condoms are. I frown in myself. I don't want to do it without, but Owen seems to be dying...

I shut my eyes in doubt. Should I search for one? But that would take ages, considering I'm horrible at searching.

I feel a hand on my shoulder and look up, seeing Jordan smiling down at me. "Here, baby. I believe that's where you're nervous about?" He hands me a condom, still packed. I sigh in relief and nod, really grateful.

"Thank you, Jordan," I smile, giving him a kiss. He smirks. "You can show me how thankful you are after these two are done with you." Then, he walks back to the couch, sitting down next to Ethan again.

So they're all getting their turn?

I can't help but feel turned on by that and feel the heat rush down again. I unfold the condom and roll it down over Owen's cock, causing him to let a strangled noise out of his chest. "Shh, sweetie. I'm settling down," I whisper and lift myself up.

I'm happy I've already done this, so that he doesn't have to wait any longer. I sink down on his shaft, stopping a few times to adjust myself to how deep he is. I can't wrap my head around the fact he's so thick and large.

They all are. Well, Jordan, Owen and Ethan are. I'm yet to see Aaron's and Elijah's, but I'm pretty sure they won't disappoint. They all hit my sweet spot without moving, let alone when they do move.

Unlike Mike's dick. That was half of theirs, and he didn't even pleasure me as good when he was moving as when they're just still in me. I realize now that it was very tiny.

Owen moans again. "Oh fuck, I'm loving this." I nod, agreeing. I'm not moving yet, I need a few seconds to get used to being filled again. His hands move up my thighs, stopping with a soft touch at my waist. "Can-can I grab your waist?" he asks.

"Sure," I whisper. I move my hips, feeling his grip tighten. I study his face and see he's biting his lip, very hard. "You okay, cutie?" I frown.

He nods, quickly. "Yeah, I'm good. I just need a second to stop myself from cumming already." Oh. I nod and wait with moving until he gives me a slight nod. I move my hips again, and he seems to do better this time.

Grinning, I start moving my hips faster. He teased me, I surely can tease him... But Aaron comes up behind me, gripping my waist too. His grip is tighter, stronger, and it stops my movements. I frown and look behind me to glare at him. He's ruining our moment! 

But then my eyes fall on his completely naked body, and I frown. Huh? He has to wait his turn... Owen groans. "Fuck Aaron, could just hurry up?" Aaron smirks. "Chill, calm your tits."

Owen's eyes open. I'm looking from man to man, not understanding why Aaron is here, interrupting our moment, and why he has to hurry up. "I don't even have tits," Owen says, clearly frustrated. Aaron shrugs and settles his gaze on my face.

"Hi, sunbeam. We're trying something now, alright? I'm gonna fuck that delicious ass, while Owen is fucking your pretty pussy." My eyes widen, my cheeks flushing at his dirty words. Fuck my ass? How?

He smiles and brushes his knuckles against my cheek. My eyes close at the gentle movement, but immediately open when I hear something pop open. I look in his hands, seeing it's some sort of... transparent glue?

I nod at it. "What's that?" Aaron looks down too. "Oh, that? It's lube, baby. To fit my dick. It's pretty huge," he smirks. I roll my eyes, but can't help my eyes to drop and look. He's right. I gulp. "I don't think that's gonna fit. Sorry."

He chuckles. "Oh, it will. Can I try?" He gives me a calculating look. I frown, doubting as I look from the bottle of lube to Owen, who's clearly on the verge. His eyes are closed, his hands balled to fists.

I look back at Aaron. "Will you stop when I ask you to?" He shakes his head, kissing my forehead. "Only the safe word can help you with that, sunbeam. But yes, when you call blossoms, I'll stop and pull out immediately."

Keeping that in mind, I nod at him. "O-okay. But be gently, please." He nods again. "Of course, sunbeam."

I turn back to Owen and shut my eyes, leaning down on his chest, giving Aaron access. I'm nervous for this, I really don't know how this will feel. Will it hurt? I doubt it will feel good, but I'm willing to try. I know Aaron has always been crazy about my butt.

Owen kisses my hair, his eyes still shut closed. "It's okay, darling. Just relax against me, I'll make sure you're okay," he whispers. My heart flutters at his words and I smile, feeling reassured. Aaron comes up behind me and I tense for a moment.

"Sunbeam, it's important to relax. Let your muscles go loose for me, please," he gently says. I sigh and do the best I can. My body relaxes against Owen, who's whispering nice things to me. I close my eyes and wait for Aaron.

His tip circles around my asshole before I feel the cold lube spreading around and a bit in it. I gasp, "That's cold!" He just chuckles and spreads it out. Then, he pushes the tip in. I shut my eyes and grab Owen's hand. This shit hurts!

Aaron presses a bit deeper and I can't help the whimper coming from my mouth. He stops his movements, I think to give me some time. I take a deep breath. Losing my virginity hurt too, so it's normal this hurts too. And because it's in your freaking asshole, maybe? 

I nod at Aaron and he presses even deeper. I look behind me, down, to see he's half in. He kisses my neck when I look back at Owen. "You're doing so good, sunbeam. Wow. I love you," he praises me.

I feel his praise in my stomach and let out a soft moan. Owen grins and starts playing with my clit, distracting me from Aaron pushing in deeper. I moan again, feeling both of them deep inside me now. 

Owen thrusts upward, just as Aaron thrusts in. I gasp and moan at the same time, overwhelmed by how good this feels. Aaron in my ass doesn't feel as good as Owen in my pussy, but together it's... it's wow.

I can't even describe how much please is going though me at the point they're both thrusting in hard. They're going harder, faster, deeper, and I totally love it.

"Can-Can I—?" I gasp, grabbing Owen's arms again to keep myself steady. If my mind wasn't this occupied with the pleasure they're bringing me, I'd have complimented him on how hard his muscled feel.

He keeps playing with my clit, but doesn't answer. I moan again when they both pull out, then in again. "Go, sunbeam, you don't have to ask anymore," Aaron whispers in my ear, making me shiver.

I let go and the pleasure hits me like a truck. The air is knocked out of my lungs, wave after wave of pleasure hitting me. I gasp, pant, lean on Owen for support.

He chuckles. "Oh, pretty darling. You look freshly fucked, and we're not even done yet." I open my eyes again, the feeling of my orgasm slowly fading. Not done yet? They're really all going together?

I hear a small, manly whimper in my ear, coming from Aaron. "Sunbeam, can I cum in your ass? please," he whines in my ear. I nod, my breathing increasing. I look at Owen's face, noticing he's close too.

I move my circles, slowly, teasingly, making his eyes widen. "Yeah, I'm not sure I can keep this up for any more longer," he silently moans. I entangle my fingers in his hair and with a swift movement of my hips, I feel him blow his load in me.

So does Aaron, and the three of us are a moaning mess as I come again, too. I hear our panting, which is coincidentally synchronised. Aaron pulls out first, very gently. He kisses my cheek and smiles at me.

His hands softly brushes over my cheek again and I find myself leaning into his touch. "I love you, sunbeam. And that delicious ass of yours. Fuck, I think I'm addicted to it." I blush and give him a small shrug. 

He grins and lets go of me, probably heading to dress up again. Owen grips my waist, pulling me up. I feel him sliding out of me and softly moan at the feeling. He smirks and lies me down next to him, gently caressing my breast area.

"I love you, darling. Don't forget that either," he whispers before planting a kiss on my forehead and standing up. I roll to the couch-side of the bed and see Aaron sitting there again, grinning like an idiot. I smile at him, resting my head on the pillow.

Woah, sex is exhausting.

But I can't help but feel excited for what's coming next. I glance at Ethan, then at Jordan, then at Ethan again. Neither are doing something, just smirking at me. I sigh and mekt in the bed. Maybe they're giving me some time to rest?

The mattress lifts a bed and I know someone is on the other side of the bed. It's Owen. He plants another kiss on my lips before sitting on the couch. He's wearing his sweat pants again, but lucky for me no shirt. Aaron is wearing his suit bottoms again—but no shirt either. I love that they're not wearing a shirt, their chests are things to admire.

Eventually, Jordan gets up, smirking. He kneels next to the bed, smiling at me. I smile and reach for him, curious about what's he gonna do. His hands go through my hair, his eyes set on thinking. 

"Daddy?"

He smirks down at me. "Loosen your hair, baby. And lie down close to the headboard. You might need to grab it in some time." He winks at me, then undresses his suit jacket. My mouth waters at the sight, my hands stopping somewhere in the air close to my head.

He looks so good in a suit. But he looks better without. He cocks an eyebrow at me, unfastening his belt. I blink a few times, remembering I had to removing my ponytail. So, I quickly do that and climb on the pillow, closer to the headboards like he had asked.

His shirt gets removed too, now only leaving his boxers. My gaze drops there, and I can already see he's pretty hard. For me. By seeing me naked, or perhaps by seeing me mess with Aaron and Owen?

He climbs on the bed, eyeing me with the lust and desire clear in his eyes. It's like he's hungry... for me. His hands travel down my stomach, his eyes following them as quickly as they can. He's admiring me.

"Daddy, what are you doing?" I giggle, a bit nervous. He softly bites on the skin of my inner thigh, making me close my eyes. "I'm looking at what's mine. Ours."

I feel him move on the bed and peep one eye open to look. He's rolling off bed on the other side. I frown, but before I can ask what he's doing I see him rip a condom open. He smirks at me, pulling down his boxers. 

He's very hard. And ready to go. He rolls down the condom, then climbs on top of me. I cup his face and kiss him, all wet mouths and lips. His hands cup my face, too, his chest falling up and down rapidly. 

"Oh fuck, baby, you're hot as fuck." He's groaning, desperate for some friction. I move my hips upwards, to his, and he moans. My jaw drops. Man moaning is so hot—I want more.

I circle my hips, earning another moan from him before he places a hand on my waist. He keeps me down and locks eyes with me. "You like teasing me, don't you?" No. I love it.

I blush and nod. An evil smirk creeps its way up to his lips. And then I know he's gonna tease me. I gulp, seeing what he's planned for me in his eyes. He grips my waist and pulls me