The lights outside of Bonnie Hastings’ bedroom were
too bright, even for living in Reno. Her apartment on the outskirts of the city
faced the rugged surroundings, not the casinos. She kicked off the flat sheet
and grabbed her camera. The aurora borealis was amazing this year and much
further south than normal.
When she opened the window, Bonnie saw that it wasn’t
the northern lights. Something was hovering out there. She hung out the window
trying to get a decent look and snap a few pictures. Wouldn’t her old neighbor
love to see her like this? Nearly falling out of the window naked! The chill was
too much, and she still couldn’t see. Clothes and a trip outside were her best
options.
Bonnie slid back inside.
Before she could grab a robe or even close the window,
she felt it. The light hit her, and it was more than just high wattage. The beam
had force. It pulled her, and she lost her grip on the camera as she was sucked
through the window, and the world went fuzzy.
* * * *
When Bonnie woke, she found herself in a metallic
chamber on a table. She tried to sit up but couldn’t.
“What the hell?” she demanded. Nothing appeared to be
holding her down.
“Relax, you’ll enjoy this.” The raspy voice came from
above or was it in her head? She couldn’t tell.
“Let me go. Put me back!” Bonnie hadn’t done anything
to cause this sort of dream. No drugs since college, no drinking and no horror
flicks to cause nightmares.
The light over her changed to radiate heat as well.
The warmth seemed to trigger her nerve endings. Scooting on the table, Bonnie
couldn’t believe she was actually able to move now. She looked around for a
sense of place. Never one to be ashamed of her body, she didn’t care if all of
Nevada saw her naked, but this wasn’t a peep show. This felt more like an alien
abduction. After her whole life looking up, she’d never had any close
encounters. Hell, she’d never seen a UFO! She was no fool! Her father’s secret
work on an Air Force base in the middle of the Nevada desert always made her
suspicious. Lights in the sky were nothing new to her but she’d never had any
closer encounter than that. Why now?
Three nude male figures appeared around her, all good
looking with brown hair and eyes, their heights and features varied. She knew
them. College graduation had been only five years ago. How could she forget her
sexy boyfriends? Pierce was the leader, Zane the funny one and Adonis the
brooding romantic. They were all amazing lovers and a team no woman would
forget.
“What are we doing here?” she asked.
“Don’t you want us?” Adonis kissed her
shoulder.
Bonnie shook her head. Her body ached for them. Once
she’d tried three men, just one wasn’t the same. But this wasn’t
right.
“You want us.” Zane licked over her many tattoos. From
the flowers on her ankle to the moon and sun on her hips, he made sure her skin
hummed for the three of them.
“Of course, I do, but you left me. You said you had to
go off for training and poof! you’re gone.” She sat up.
“We didn’t want to.” Pierce held her hand and eased
next to her on the cold table.
He pulled her in and kissed her. Bonnie relaxed and
took in his body heat. His legs naturally spread hers and that zing of arousal
sped through her body. Lying back, she knew it had to be a dream. She tried to
pinch herself, but Adonis held her arms over her head and guided them to his
erection.
Playing with his long member, Bonnie watched Pierce
kiss down her body and lick her pussy. Zane leaned in, sucking her
breasts.
“We really didn’t want to leave you.” Zane’s urgent
touch convinced her.
Wet and ready, she lifted her hips, and Pierce nipped
at her clit in return. They could eat her all day, but she needed more. Three
men who loved sex with her, especially oral, and loved to fuck each other—it’d
felt like a dream in college. She’d missed them so much.
Her hands caressed their bodies as Pierce finally
pressed his long cock to her cunt. The man could be a tease with his
self-control. How could it be a dream? Bonnie felt every inch of him as he
stretched her. When Zane kissed her, she pulled him in and deepened it. One hand
still stroking Adonis, her tongue curled with Zane’s.
Pierce finally fucked her right, and her hips rocked
with him, desperate for the release. It felt so right. Natural. In college, it
had been a rebellion thing. Her overbearing father had demanded that she be a
good girl and go into a safe career. All she’d wanted was free love, no war or
hunger. He’d called her a hippie. So she’d gone to college and found three men
who made rebelling feel so easy.
It took them leaving her after graduation for her to
realize it’d had nothing to do with rebellion or her father. She’d fallen in
love with all of them. Unconventional was her normal, and there was no one to
blame but herself.
Pierce’s thrusts sped up, and Bonnie tried to sit or
rollover, something to get more of her men. But they kept her in missionary, a
very dull position, but it felt so good she couldn’t fight them.
The window. The ship. The lights. Was that a dream?
She tried to focus, but everything beyond their group was pitch black. If it was
a dream, she’d repeat this night after night. Kick back and enjoy the
sex.
“Relax, we just want to love you. It’s been so long.”
Adonis kissed her then Pierce.
Watching the two sexy male forms in a rough kiss sent
Bonnie’s insides into a twist. The force of her orgasm pressed her hips to the
table as she shouted for Pierce never to stop. He worked harder, and his climax
was muffled in Adonis’ mouth. When they let go of each other, Pierce gently
relinquished his spot, and Adonis flipped onto the table and was atop of
her.
The superhuman strength and moves… It couldn’t be
real. If this was a dream, she’d be happy to let it play out and never wake up.
Groping Adonis’ gorgeous arms up to his shoulders, she again tried to sit up,
but they all held her.
“What? No other positions allowed?” she
asked.
“Not today. Enjoy. Lie back and let us serve you.”
Adonis’s huge hands worked over her body and teased her pussy with one finger,
then two. Bonnie moaned for something bigger. Squeezing his fingers, she looked
for Zane. Maybe they’d let her suck on something at least.
Zane’s mouth was occupied, sucking Pierce’s spent
member. Zane loved getting fucked by his men, and Bonnie loved that part of it
as well. She reached out for them, but Pierce shook his head. Adonis spread his
fingers inside her, and Bonnie arched.
“Fuck me! What’s wrong with you guys?” she
demanded.
Finally, Adonis rubbed his cock along her slit, and
she locked eyes with him. As if bending to her will, he filled her in one
stroke. The tension melted and built again. Wrapping her arms around his neck,
she shifted her hips to drive him crazy. When her eyes drifted to Zane and
Pierce, she saw that Zane wasn’t just sucking for fun while he waited. He was
getting Pierce hard again. Zane’s tongue was behind Pierce’s sac while his hand
worked the head.
A marathon? She saw Zane’s hard cock bobbing as he
moved. That man wanted to fuck her, as well. Zane needed his men, and it turned
her on how natural and shameless he was about his adoration of cock. She loved
it too, but he was addicted to his two men.
Adonis slowly thrust in and out of her. He was the
patient one who loved to watch. Deliberately, she squeezed his cock, and he
groaned. Bonnie smiled up at him, and he sped up his efforts. Adonis buried his
face in her neck and rocked her faster and faster. He knew the spot and hit it
until she lost control.
Shaking, Bonnie screamed as her body clenched. She
wanted to hold onto that pleasure forever. Adonis grunted, and she felt the rush
of his release. A soft kiss later and he slid back, holding onto the table for
support. Zane’s mouth was now on hers. Again, she tried to sit up and Zane
pinned her into the traditional sex pose with his gorgeous body.
“Don’t you want me any other way?” she
asked.
“We want you every way. There’s no rush. It’s been so
long. We want to see you. Watch you.” Zane thrust home fast.
Bonnie trembled and arched. So good! Zane loved the
never-ending sex with breaks of making out and fingering each other while the
pleasure and intimacy continued. It was college all over again. She dug her
nails into his back and lifted for more. Zane fucked her slow. He also loved to
drag things out if he could. She looked down at him. He was pressed to her, but
the arch of his back suggested he wanted more.
Then the real fun began. Pierce’s lubed fingers worked
on Zane’s ass. She craned her neck to see Pierce hard for his man. With no
effort, Pierce hopped on the table and crouched behind Zane as he filled that
well-used ass. Everything was still until Zane moaned. Then Pierce knelt in and
kissed Zane’s neck as they fucked.
A few strokes and they found a pattern that extended
to fucking Bonnie, as well. The view of the two men sent her hormones spiking.
Adonis stood next to her, massaging her breasts as if they were treasures. Most
guys preferred girls with bigger assets, but these three had always shown great
affection for her smaller chest and slim figure. The way Adonis’ fingers worked
her nipples, Bonnie knew the men didn’t think of her as one of the
guys.
Zane’s groans as Pierce drilled him hard fed Bonnie’s
lust, and every time Pierce filled Zane, Zane fucked her. The sparks and the
connection made her feel dizzy. That wasn’t normal. Plenty of times in college,
she’d had Adonis in her pussy and Zane in her ass while Pierce took Zane. This
wasn’t new or a stretch.
She’d missed it!
Adonis reached down and rubbed her clit as Zane drove
faster.
Moaning, she let the orgasm spread, but every time she
opened her eyes the guys seemed fuzzy. She couldn’t focus, and as Zane filled
her again, a second orgasm turned everything black.
