Jason is on board immediately. “It’s brilliant. There couldn’t be a more perfect time. Look at this gorgeous woman. I’m getting hard just thinking about it.”

After witnessing the intense blowjob I just gave Ian, they all agree.

“Jason’s right,” Zilla says. “Sleep can wait.”

Just having Jason and Zilla in my bed would usually be more than enough, but this time is different.

I need more. I want all my men.

Everyone abandons their posts and we all walk up the big winding staircase, my desire growing stronger with each step. When we get to my bedroom, I stop them.

“You guys go up and wait for me. I’ll be right there.”

I want to freshen up and change. No woman in her right mind would show up for her own gangbang wearing pink velour sweats.

Five minutes later I step into the hallway wearing something I’ve been saving since I bought it in New York weeks ago. It’s lingerie by La Perla, a stretch tulle sheer tiny slip embellished with lace. Elegant macramé roses cover my nipples, but apart from that my breasts are clearly visible, and more roses line the hem. I paired the slip with some sheer lace bikini underwear and stay-up silk stockings with floral lace designs at the thighs.

When I purchased the outfit, I remember second-guessing myself about spending half of what I paid monthly for rent for my Manhattan apartment. Now I’m glad I did.

I slip into my black spike heels and I take the stairs to the third floor, where I walk the length of the hallway to reach the stairs leading to the fourth-floor glass room with the King’s Bed. If this extravagantly expensive lingerie didn’t make me feel sexy enough, wearing it while walking in a centuries-old British country manor would have. Not to mention what awaits me at my destination.

Every step I take builds my sexual excitement until I’m practically sizzling with desire. I’ve been waiting for this moment since I first laid eyes on that bedroom, and that bed.

I am going to show my men a time they’ve never had. Nothing is off limits tonight.

There’s very little light as I approach the door at the end of the top of the stairs, and the darkness takes my breath away. I imagine the looks on my guys’ faces when they see me dressed like this. I picture them quickly stripping out of their clothes and laying me on the bed.

Imagine my surprise, then, when I slowly open the door and step inside to see a moonlit room with five totally naked men awaiting me. The ceiling tapestry is opened all the way, so glass surrounds us on every side except the floor. This setting is unimaginably sexy. It’s like being in a glass cube suspended high in the air. An almost-full moon hangs in the nighttime sky, and the surrounding countryside is eerily illuminated. I can see everything, but no one can see in because we’re up so high.

The moonlight casts a sexy glow on everything, including the ridiculously fit bodies in front of me.

I stand there, admiring them as they admire me.

Jason sucks in a breath and Brandon utters a soft, “Wow.”

The canopy hangings have all been rolled to the top of the bed frame, opening everything up. Jason and Ian sit on the edge of the massive bed, with Nick reclining behind them. Brandon is standing nearby, as usual already half erect, and Zilla… oh my god. Zilla is near the window, and as impossible as his tall body is to ignore, that giant cock hanging between his thighs gets my full attention. My body tingles at the mere thought of having that in me again.

I have so many delicious options in front of me I don’t know where to start. I look around and can’t resist Brandon, since he’s already hard with anticipation. I cross the big room, feeling sexier than I’ve ever felt before. This room, the moonlight, the huge bed, my lingerie, my five men… it’s all very intoxicating.

“Hi, baby,” I say as I put one hand on Brandon’s chest and wrap my other around his cock. “You’ve been thinking about me, haven’t you?” He grows harder at my touch.

“You look amazing,” he says, his eyes glassy with desire.

“Thank you for coming back. I don’t know if I would have wanted to continue all this if any one of you left.” As I stroke his hard-on, he traces a finger over my slip, across my breast, and my nipples stiffen immediately. Brandon has developed quite the touch. I can’t help but remember when he came only seconds into a blowjob the first time we were together, in that beautiful cove in Fiji. Clear pre-cum is already leaking from the tip of his cock, and I bend over to lick it off, savoring its silkiness on my tongue.

I feel a hand on my lower back, under my slip, sliding down to my ass. I turn and see Jason behind me, his rock-god face mere inches from mine. I’m already loving this and we’re less than a minute into it. What not to love when you have all these gorgeous men aching to fuck you?

I gesture for Ian to join us because I desperately need one of those amazing kisses. He doesn’t disappoint. In fact, I’ve never had a kiss with Ian that didn’t excite me. Jason’s hand continues downward, his finger lower over my butt until he finds my opening and starts teasing it. That really sets me off and I reach for Nick’s cock, never taking my other hand off Brandon and still kissing Ian.

This is what I love, having all my men interacting with me at once, letting them use my body for their pleasure. I want to be connected to every one of them simultaneously.

But where’s Zilla? I stop kissing Ian and look around, finding Zilla nearby, his cock growing as he watches his bandmates play with me. Letting go of Nick and Brandon, I reach for him. Even with both of my hands on him, Zilla still has a couple of inches left over. I don’t know if I’ll ever get over what a sexy sight his massive cock is.

“Mmmmm,” I say as I play with him, turning him even harder.

“This is your night, beautiful,” he says. “Tell us what you want.”

What I want? No, this is not about me.

I’m Harem’s woman.

Among all the things I am for these guys, I want to be their sex toy. I want them to use me, to explore themselves through me. I want to be so much for them that not even a hundred women could replace me.

“No, my gorgeous men. This night is your reward for the amazing music you’ve created here at Wolfshire. I want you men to lay me down in that massive bed and do whatever you want to me. Anything you’ve ever wanted to do to a woman, you can do to me tonight.”

“You’re asking for trouble, love,” Nick says with a smile.

“More than that, baby. I’m begging for it.”

“Well, fuck. You don’t have to tell me twice,” Ian says, picking me up and laying me on the bed.

In no time, Nick and Brandon are kneeling by my head, their cocks nudging my needy lips. I grab each of them in a hand and begin licking. My heels are carefully slipped off. Someone tugs my panties downward and I look to see Ian remove them, then kiss his way up the insides of my thighs. When he reaches my pussy, I’m almost embarrassed by how wet I am.

Then I see Zilla kneeling next to me, that huge cock protruding over my stomach. His normal intense stare is now crazed with lust, and my breath hitches, just as Ian’s tongue slides into my wetness, Zilla grabs my slip between my breasts and pulls it apart, ripping it right down the middle and exposing my body.

I don’t mourn the loss of my beautiful lingerie because there won’t be a problem replacing it. I suddenly have an insane urge to get Zilla’s big cock in me, but Ian has me occupied for the time being. Instead I refocus on the two cocks I bring into my mouth, one at a time, sucking each for a few seconds before switching. Brandon is positively dripping pre-cum, the silky liquid coating my lips.

Zilla’s hands find my tits, his fingers gently playing with my hard nipples. When Ian finally gets to my clit with his tongue, I’m ready to burst with lust. I bring Brandon and Nick to my mouth at the same time, pressing the heads of their cocks together so I can run my tongue over both without stopping.

In all the commotion, I’ve lost track of Jason. As Ian’s tongue traces over my clit, driving my desire ever higher, I continue to somehow suck these two cocks simultaneously like a champ, as if I did this sort of thing every day. To be honest, I have done this quite a few times since I met these guys, but it always seems to drive everyone crazy, even the ones who are only watching.

A hand gently pulls my wrist away from Brandon’s cock and places it on a different rock-hard one that I recognize immediately as Jason’s. I squeeze my fingers around him.

“You ready to get fucked?” I hear him ask.

“Please.” My voice is a shameless, needy rasp, muffled by the two cocks I’m licking. I’ve been wanting Jason since I saw the hard-on he got earlier while staring at my exposed tits as he sang to me.

I see him tap Ian on the shoulder, and Ian’s mouth leaves me as he rises and Jason takes his place, moving his hips between my legs. His hard cock nudges my opening, then stops there.

I wait, needing this badly. When I realize I’m about to be fucked in the same bed that the King of England once slept in, I can hardly breathe. Then Jason pushes into me and slowly sinks into my depths. Having him inside me goes way beyond simply being fucked, though; with everything else going on right now, I feel ravished.

I still don’t know what part of my psyche responds to this feeling of being used for physical pleasure by the men I love. Since I met Harem, though, I’ve more than admitted it to myself; I’ve embraced it. Nothing makes me happier than my body serving as a canvas for the sexual expression of the band. And I know the guys will always make sure it’s gratifying for me physically, as well.

Jason’s cock feels so delicious inside of me that I feel an orgasm building in no time. I moan softly at first, then louder as it approaches, continuing to suck two cocks at once while Zilla and Ian suck on my nipples. As I slip over the edge, I hold those twin cocks firmly in my hands and cry out loudly, the electricity surging through my body. That’s enough to set Jason off and he comes hard inside of me, holding my hips so he can hammer away until his orgasm subsides.

As Jason slowly withdraws from me, I’m instantly ready for more. Ian is right there, waiting. He positions me on my stomach, then gets behind me and slips his hard-on into my eager pussy. While Ian fucks me, Zilla moves in front of me, holding his big cock out for me. I open my mouth wide and let him feed it to me.

I’ve been through this with Zilla enough to know that if I can get him nice and slippery with my saliva, and if I can relax my mouth enough, I can get quite a bit of that monster into me. One day I hope to work his entire length into my mouth and throat, but I’m not there yet. I lick him thoroughly, then begin to suck on just the head. Zilla loves this. I do, too, especially with Ian sliding in and out of me from behind as my other guys watch intently, stroking themselves.

I work more and more of Zilla into my mouth, until I feel him against the back of my throat and have to stop. Zilla has other plans, though: He grabs my head and holds it still while he slowly pushes his hips forward. I panic at first, then force myself to relax as I feel him moving into my throat. Ian is fucking me harder now, making me more excited and receptive to Zilla’s insistent cock.

Zilla pulls out a little, then pushes back in, repeating until I begin to get comfortable with the feeling of him being that far back. I wrap a hand around his cock against my mouth, then pull back, taking him out altogether. When I look at the position of my hand on his shaft, I can see that I’ve managed to get some three-fourths of him into me.

Maybe this will be the day.

He pushes back into my mouth and we continue. Ian’s thickness feels really good in me and I’m beginning to sense a second orgasm won’t be far behind. I moan into Zilla’s cock and he responds by pushing a little further in, his big head moving deep into my throat. That pushes me past the point of no return and I start to spasm, my pussy clenching hard against Ian’s fat dick.

The moment my orgasm hits, I feel the urge to push against Zilla and I feel him magically glide into my throat, all the way. It’s an amazing thing, to realize I’ve trained my gag reflex to be able to take his entire cock. As I come hard, he holds my heads and slow-fucks my mouth, groaning as he leaves a load of cum so far into my throat I never taste a thing.

Ian’s not far behind us, pounding a few more times as he unloads inside my needy pussy. Zilla slowly withdraws his length from my mouth and I look up to see the stunned faces of Nick, Brandon and Jason.

“Holy shit, woman,” Nick says. “Is there anything you can’t do?”

Still on my hands and knees as Ian pulls out, I grin, feeling quite proud of myself for somehow being able to handle all of Zilla. The sore muscles around my mouth are proof it actually happened.

“Hold that pose,” Brandon says, sliding under me. He holds his achingly hard cock up for me to impale myself on, which I do eagerly. While Jason, Ian and Zilla relax and regroup, I ride Brandon, my hands holding his ribcage as I bring my hips up and down over him.

I blush as I think what an absurd pleasure it is to have one rock-hard cock after another to service me.

“Turn around,” Brandon says. “Face the other way.”

I manage to accomplish the feat without removing him from my body, then holding onto his thighs as I continue fucking him. Nick appears in front of me, dripping erection in hand, and I take him into my mouth without breaking stride and suck him expertly for a while.

I’m on fire now, a total sexual monster. I take Nick out of my mouth and continue riding Brandon as I look around the room at all these gorgeous bodies, all gray and blue in the moonlight.

I suddenly feel that I can do anything asked of me.

I want more.

“Push me harder,” I moan. “Let’s try something new.”

Nick must have already had something in mind, because he sticks his cock back in my mouth for a few seconds, then removes it and repositions my legs so that I’m lying down, my back against Brandon’s chest and his hard cock still inside me. Nick leans over and kisses me, then licks his way down to my pussy, all while Brandon is thrusting in and out. His tongue on my clit feels exquisite, but he doesn’t remain there long.

Instead, he moves back up and holds himself about Brandon and me, lowering his cock until the head is sitting at the top of my pussy. I hold my breath, not knowing what on earth he has in mind.

Then I feel him attempting to push his way in.

While Brandon is still inside me.

“Hey!” Brandon says.

“What are you doing?” I ask nervously.

“Brandon and I are going to fuck you. At the same time.”

He says it very matter-of-factly, looking down into my eyes. Then he looks past me and says, “Right, Brandon?”

“Oh, hell yeah!” I had no idea my sweet Brandon had such a dirty side to him.

“Will that even work?” I ask. “I mean, will they both fit?”

Nick looks at me again and I see that filthy little mischievous streak that I love so much. “You’re going to have to trust me on this one, love.” He kisses me softly on the lips and says, “Tell me if you want me to stop.”

Brandon resumes slowly sliding in and out of me. I feel Nick positioning his cock again, then he lowers his head to my breast and takes my nipple in his mouth, gently biting it and running his tongue across it. I suck in a breath at the heavenly sensation, and a second later realize he’s simultaneously pushing his cock into me, pushing Brandon’s down as he slides in above.

At first, it’s just the head, which is astounding enough. I grab the back of his hair and pull his head to my tit and he slips further in. I feel myself filling up in a way I’ve never known before, not even when I have Zilla in me. This is so different, especially from a mental standpoint.

I have two hard cocks in my pussy at the same time.

It’s ridiculous, mind-boggling.

“You okay?” Nick asks, releasing my nipple for a moment.

I nod. I’m more than okay. I’m about ready to fly off into space.

“Amazing.” That’s Zilla’s voice. I turn my head to see the other three watching, mouths agape.

Nick pushes all the way in and I moan in ecstasy as he and Brandon start to fuck me together. It’s touch-and-go at first, but eventually they fall into a rhythm. Of course they do, this is Harem, for fuck’s sake.

Nick steadies himself and looks down at me while Brandon reaches up to play with my tits. I stare at Nick’s face, his long hair hanging straight down, and not for a single second am I able to forget that these two men are both fucking me, together.

The mind-fuck is so strong that it doesn’t take long at all before I feel my muscles tightening up and I know I’m about to come incredibly hard.

“Fuck me harder, both of you,” I urge.

My men respond, their cocks slamming into me in synch. There’s a second or two where I hover on the brink, marveling at the act I’m taking part in. Then I feel my body absolutely detonate. My pussy clenches like crazy as giant waves of pleasure course through my body. Then I hear Brandon says, “I’m gonna come,” and feel him explode in me.

Not two seconds later Nick groans, “Oh, fuck.” I can actually feel his cock pulsing inside me as he releases himself. All this while I’m still coming so hard I can barely stand it, and I see little stars in my vision.

Afterward, nobody moves. We’re all breathing heavily, and my thighs are actually quivering.

Nick kisses me gently on the lips, a gleam in his eye. Then he proceeds to kiss me hard and passionately, and all I can think of is how he and Brandon both just came in my pussy at the same time.

We cautiously untangle, and I’m surprised at how good I feel. This was empowering, to handle two of my guys simultaneously like this. It makes me feel like there’s nothing I can’t do.

So of course, now I want Zilla. I look over and see his cock is already hard again.

“Trevor, baby,” I say, “your turn.”

He knows I mean business when I use his birth name. He moves his tall frame over me on the bed and seconds later I feel that massive hardness filling me up. After what I’ve just done, I’m more than up to the task, and I relish the sensation of having even more cock in me.

After we’ve fucked for a while, I wrap my arms around his strong shoulders and urge him on. “Fuck me harder. Give me everything you’ve got.”

For the next few minutes I lie there and let Zilla fuck me as hard as he can, hammering into me again and again. I don’t expect to have an orgasm myself; I’m just doing this because he’s the only one who hasn’t come in my pussy yet, and I have a burning desire for them each to leave a load in me tonight.

But when I look up into those smoldering green eyes, the sheer intensity of that gaze combines with the size of his cock to drive me straight into a totally unexpected orgasm. It springs out of nowhere and overwhelms me. I cry out, again and again and again. Somewhere in the middle of all the convulsions that rack my body I hear Zilla grunt and feel his hot cum inside of me.

I lie there, my pussy still spasming around Zilla’s cock every few seconds, sending a chill through my body every time.

When he slowly leaves my body and lies next to me on the bed, I realize I’m a sweaty mess. But I also realize I’ve never been fucked so thoroughly, so perfectly, as my men have fucked me tonight.

We take a break and talk, and the guys are all compliments about how aggressively sexual I am tonight. I soak it all in, lying in the gigantic King’s Bed with the stars visible in the sky above us.

It’s surreal, this setting, and me experiencing it with my Harem.

After a while, I notice Jason’s cock is starting to harden again. Brandon is stroking my thigh and he, too, is become aroused.

“Kelsey, is there any fantasy you’ve ever wanted to indulge?” Jason asks.

I laugh. “Yeah, I always dreamed of having sex with one of the guys in Harem.”

They all laugh with me. “Seriously, though,” Jason prods. “Surely there’s something. Now’s the perfect time.”

I think for a minute and realize there is one scenario I’ve thought of while masturbating.

“Okay, there is one thing,” I say, then hesitate “No, never mind. It’s silly.”

“What?” Jason asks.

“You have to tell us!” Nick demands.

I take a deep breath. If there are any men I could ever share my fantasies with, these are them.

“Okay, okay,” I begin. Despite everything we’ve just done in this bed, I feel embarrassed when I tell them. “I love the idea of playing with myself while men watch and jerk off. When I reach my orgasm, they do as well, coming all over me.”

Nobody says anything, and I look around at their faces in the moonlight, trying to gauge their interest.

“What do you guys think? Is it too dumb?”

I’m half-convinced they do think that, but Ian speaks up.

“We think you’re about to live out your fantasy,” he says.

“Touch yourself for us,” Zilla says, his eyes suddenly fierce again.

I see the first faint light of dawn peeking near the horizon as I nestle into the giant pillows behind me and begin to play with my breasts. As I do, my guys gather around me on the bed, kneeling next to my body. They all watch me with interest. I feel a little self-conscious so I close my eyes and concentrate, pinching my nipples as I think about everyone staring. Then I slide one hand down my stomach and across my pussy. I’m wet as can be when I slide a finger into my slit.

“That’s so fucking hot,” I hear Nick say.

Opening my eyes, I’m delighted to see five hard-ons being stroked around me. I’m in Heaven and continue to play with myself, rubbing my clit as I look from face to face and from cock to cock.

For the next few minutes, I’m in total ecstasy, living out a fantasy I never dreamed would ever come true. When I feel that inevitable orgasm approaching, I try to hold off so I can make the fun last. My attempts to delay it prove fruitless, though, as the visual stimulation is just too much and I quickly feel that familiar tension between my legs. I squeeze my thighs together, but that doesn’t help.

“I’m getting close,” I say.

“Good,” Ian says, “’Cause I’m tired of holding off.”

“Me, too,” Jason says. “Let’s do this fucking thing.”

I moan as my body begins to writhe, out of my control. I see hands moving faster all around me. The tension builds and I look at my men and see the anticipation etched on their faces. Then I look at those glorious cocks, all rock-hard because of me, just waiting for the signal to let go.

The first wave hits me quickly, and hard. I groan, “I’m coming,” and that opens the floodgates. I see Ian’s cock erupt, sending several streams onto my tits, then Zilla, who’s been positioned between my legs, unleashes a torrent right on my hand, coating my fingers and my clit as I stroke myself furiously. Even now, I’m still amazed at Zilla’s capacity to come this much.

While I continue to spasm uncontrollably, one after another the rest of my men come with me. Nick comes across my belly, leaving long trails of warm, white cum. Just when I reach my zenith, Nick and Jason, kneeling on each side of my head, point their cocks at my face and gush several hot jets over me.

The entire act takes much less time than I envisioned, but is so much hotter. As I come down off my little cloud, I lie there, covered in cum, and look up at my guys as they stroke those beautiful cocks, coaxing out ever last drop.

“Oh, my god,” I say, feeling the warm liquid all over me. “That was amazing.”

“Was it as good as in your fantasies?” Nick asks.

I lick the cum off my lips and grin.

“Better; in my fantasies, there were only two or three guys.”

Ian brings me a towel and helps to clean me up. It’s a very sweet gesture and the tenderness of it makes me love him that much more. Then we talk about what has taken place in this bed tonight, how we’ve like outdone every other act of debauchery ever committed here.

Eventually we all fall asleep. I awaken a short while later to bright sunlight streaming in from the entire room. I walk naked to the window and look out over the surrounding countryside, all golden in the early morning light. It’s so lovely that I wish I never had to leave this room.

Then I remember that my men have to record vocal harmonies in a few hours, so I find the button that closes the ceiling tapestry and I release the canopy’s hangings so that the guys will have enough darkness to carve out a few more hours of time.

Before I get back into bed, I stand and stare at them as they sleep soundly. My five absurdly handsome men in all their naked glory.

I’m a very lucky woman.

Then I climb in between Brandon and Zilla, and reach one hand over to Jason and the other to Ian. Lastly, I sneak a foot over and place it gently against Nick’s belly.

Sleep comes quickly, and is deep and satisfying.