Chapter 7: Anything interesting to see? Maybe
Only just 3 am, I groan, turning back around. I'm still not able to sleep. I feel like I have a fever, my body is burning up, filled with liquid fire. If I were made of wood for instance, I would have been burned up completely by now. Turned to charcoal. My mind can't seem to settle down either, continuously switching between everything that happened so far. I've helped myself two times already, both times the orgasm coming quickly, but the heat in my body stays, and burns hotter still, so I stopped. When my scattered brain wants to revisit Tyler's touch, a tiny scream of frustration leaves my lips, I kick the sheet covering me off me and get up. I dress myself and quietly tip toe my way down outside. Coming to my usual spot, I find it occupied. Jay is lounging back, looking up at the sky full of stars. "Can't sleep", I ask quietly. My question makes him sit upright immediately, turning his head in my direction, and I see his right-hand slide back to the armrest. 'Where was that hand going' I wonder. "No, unfortunately not. I sometimes have insomnia. And you?" He sighs tiredly.
"No sleep, but also no insomnia. Last night and today, too much happened, and my mind is keeping me hostage", I laugh, but not really. I need to get rid of this arousal. I'm so filled with a burning; I'm astonished I haven't combusted yet. He chuckles at that, "I can imagine. So, what's your favorite thing that happened?" I look at him, my thoughts jump from the first thing that happened to the last thing, the cycle repeating itself. I can't settle on one thing, so I sigh, "I can't really pick one thing, but if I have to, I would say the kiss at the club, purely because not knowing who adds a level of mystery. And you? Which show did you enjoy more?" I ask with a grin plastered to my face. "definitely the first one. The second was quite tame next to the first one."
"That may be", I reply fiddling with my fingers looking down at them before I add on a whisper, "but it still had the same effect as the first", he regards me intently, I can see the wheels in his head turning when I lift my head again to look at him, deciding on what to ask me. "So", he drawls, " you're attracted by those two only?" I look at him, "I'm attracted to all of you", I blurt out. His eyes light up hearing me say that, and he shifts his legs a little. I fight the temptation to look down, instead keeping his stare, letting the silence stretch. He does the same, a war being held in his eyes with different emotions running behind them, flattery, pride, longing, to finally settle on lust. He licks his lips slowly, drawing my eyes, "you know", he swings his legs over the side of the lounge he sitting on, facing me head on, leaning in to my face, stopping just before connecting his lips with mine, " when Tyler had his hand down your panties, I wished it was my hand, and me holding you in my arms." He let his statement sink in, while my breathing accelerates, then he pulls slightly back and stands up. Now my eyes are trained on his crotch, which is sporting an obvious bulge, right before my eyes. I lick my lips before leaning back a little and looking up at his face again. He smiles, seeing me acknowledge his arousal, taking a step back, he bends down, our noses touching, "like what you do to me?", he whispers huskily. An involuntarily small moan leaves my throat, his smile turning into a devilish grin. Snapping out of the sexual haze he created over me, I can only nod once. My limbs don't seem to function correctly. Satisfied with my response he slowly walks back inside the house, knowing, I'm watching his ass, how it flexes when he walks away from me. As soon as he is gone, and I can't see him anymore, my body slumps in on itself and all the tension leaves in a giant wave, sighing with relief, I close my eyes and relax into the chair. Laying there, my mind doesn't give me any peace. 'What the fuck is happening? I'm seriously going to die before they even go back home. 'When I'm with all seven, three steal my main focus, one flooring me with his duality it's freaking insane, one with his presence , so strong, I can only submit to him, and the last with his confidence, knowing he does his absolute best with everything he does, the sexual attraction and tension with all three equally strong. Then when I'm alone with just one of them, no matter with whom, the sexual attraction and tension is just as strong as with one of the three when they're all together' I realize laying there, letting all of it run through my mind. They seriously have me wound as tight as a spring, ready to snap at any moment, the release promising to be mind-blowingly delicious, bordering on the edge of pain. I didn't know I liked to be surprised like this, with words whispered, or groaned, or even growled, and almost gestures, keeping me on edge all the time, wondering what's going to happen next, but they managed every time so far. I like this on edge feeling. 'Tomorrow is definitely going to be interesting', and with that thought I finally drift off to sleep.
I get woken up by a loud shout, I shoot upright, trying to figure out what that noise was. When it comes again, I instantly recognize it as the voice of Lindsy, my best friend, who's supposed to come over later. I checked the time and bolted off the chair seeing it was already 5.30am. She has been waiting for half an hour already, I see the missed calls and notifications, quite a lot, I quickly reply, apologizing and telling I'm on my way. How did I sleep through those, then I see the sound was turned off, figures? As I rush inside, going straight to the front door, the house is silent, the boys are still asleep. Luckily, I told Lindsy not to ring the doorbell, and she apparently never did while waiting. I open the door, and there she is, in all her glory. She is the same height as me, perfect body, slim and toned, dark blonde wavy hair reaching just above her shoulders, blue eyes with a permanent smile looking through, a straight nose, round lips slightly on the thin side but they suit her face beautifully. I don't think I'm gay, maybe bi, but only with her. No other girl or woman has that kind effect on me. I'm not in love with her, it's just physical attraction. I don't care, it makes life interesting. "Sorry, sorry. First, I couldn't sleep, and when I did, I woke up too late. Come in." I step back and let them all in, greeting each with a smile and a small wave. They know where to set up and they start right away, because of me we're behind schedule. Lindsy pulls me with her after I close the door. Giving me some bags to carry, getting to the dining table she puts the bags on it, and starts unloading them, bras, and panties, all my size, in all colors. Some have lace, others don't. The white set has no lace, but it's see-through, the panties of the set, are extremely small, barely covering anything, but not see-through. The blue one is a push-up with delicate lace, the cups a little smaller than normal creating a bigger cleavage, the panties are also lace with two little bows just over the hips. All different, but incredibly beautiful. "They're a little more daring and revealing than the last line, am I right?", I nudge her arm with my elbow smiling brightly at her. She laughs and nods happily, "Yes, I believe so, you like?" she links her arm with mine and puts her head on my shoulder. "Of course, I get to keep them", I giggle, "which one first?" She thinks, and I disentangle myself, walking away saying, "I need to set up breakfast. Be right back", she nods arranging the lingerie for the photoshoot. I quickly make breakfast, so the guys can eat when they want to. When I get back the stylists help me get dressed, decked out in accessories as well, then hair and makeup. Once Lindsy is satisfied with how I look, I'm ready to get in front of the camera, We go outside, passing through the kitchen, and all are awake and lined up in front of the window, ready to watch. Tyler, Quinn and Kaiden still rubbing the sleep out of their eyes. The other 4 look a little more awake. When Lindsy sees the boys, she stops, grabbing my arm, making me stop too. She whispers in my ear, "who are they? They are hot", she is nineteen and currently between boyfriends. The boys don't understand her but seeing her look at them the way she does, they can make a fair guess on what she's talking about. "I told you about them, for my dance job. They are staying here so they can learn new dances. Why? Anyone catch your interest?" I giggle eyeing the boys with Lindsy. "Well", she casually says, "the one with blue hair is very handsome", I look at Vere and he smiles at us, "and he is very sweet", I tell her while pulling her with me to the backyard. I wave at the boys when we pass them and they either smile or nod, and Tyler is trying his best to see inside my robe. This makes me laugh out loud and Lindsy looks at me confused, "Well, what is his name?", she asks me impatiently. "I couldn't tell you inside, he would have known we were talking about him. His name is Vere and he's 21 years old, a singer and great dancer. Overall a great person and he likes to hug people, so good luck", I wink at her and I take my position, right before we start I look back at the house, connecting with seven pairs of eyes. They all were in the kitchen looking at me through the window. I wink at them with a mischievous smile, untying the sash and letting the robe slide down my shoulders and off. A stylist takes it from me, and I focus on the camera and once the photographer asks, "Ready?" I nod and begin. Dancing, in slow-motion, like I'm dancing in front of someone, someone I'm trying to seduce. Lindsy told me, while I was changing to seduce the camera, so instead of seeing the camera I see one of their faces. The color of the set I'm wearing determines who I'm thinking about. I'm wearing a pink laced set; the bra is darker in color than the panties. I keep dancing sensually, but awfully slow, big movements can ruin quite a lot, with small and subtle changes, magic can happen. Lindsy is watching every picture taken on a computer screen that is linked to the camera for instant access. Every set gets a certain number of frames shot, and when we reach the amount of this set, I put the robe back on and go inside to change. The boys greet me when I walk past them again, Xavier licks his lips, his eyes lingering on the lingerie, at least were the lingerie would be. He can't see it anymore. The next color is purple, hair and make-up changes too.
When I walk back through the kitchen, some stand eating looking out the windows, while the others look at me. I go outside and repeat everything just like the first set, my dancing turning more and more sensual, the photographer clicking away rapidly, this whole process repeats two more times, every time, walking past the boys, one of them licks his lips, and funnily it's the one I was thinking about while shooting, letting me know they liked the view.
Then it is time for the fifth set. After changing I go back to the kitchen, I'm not even there yet and my arm gets yanked, making me crash into a warm but very firm chest. He quickly pecks my lips and takes his place back at the window. I shake my head and resume what I was doing.
The next set has another whispering in my ear, "little minx, intent on driving me crazy, huh?", before giving me a good luck kiss, sliding his tongue in once before retreating to the window, the kiss is too short to determine if he was the one at the club, bummer, secretly I hope it's him, he has my attention the most out of the seven. When I'm back in front of the camera, the boys come outside too, to get a better, and closer view.
It's finally time for the last set, and I only need to change, no new hair and make-up, it stays the same. This leaves me alone in the room, I change, put the robe on, it's already turning dusk, and the white will contrast nicely against a darker background. I just finished tying the sash, when I feel a presence behind me, making me hold my breath, waiting. I feel hands on my waist. Gently pulling me back against him, his breathing tells me it's a guy. It could've be one of the women who are here today. It's not Lindsy, she would have said something. But it sounds like a guy. I'm immediately flooded with his body heat. I relax, leaning back against him, closing my eyes, and letting my head drop back, just barely reaching his shoulder. He bends his knees, pushing his hardness against my ass, slightly rocking. He licks my earlobe, "feel what you do to me?", his voice, raspy and so sexy, I need to catch my breath, getting dizzy with the feeling of him riding up against me. Making me want him to rip the clothes from my body and take me right here and now. I like this set, so no ripping just yet. I do have other lingerie which he can rip off if he wants to. Suddenly he turns me around and grabs my ass with both hands, he leans his head forwards towards my lips. I quickly put my hand over his mouth, stopping him, seeing the confusion in his eyes, I stand on tip-toe and breath, "please stop, I can't ruin these panties just yet. After the shoot, okay?" I see his eyes light up with understanding and his hands slowly slide back to my waist, before he pecks the tip of my nose, he disappears, and I try to slow my racing heart down. When I feel more like myself, I go and finish the shoot. When I take the robe of, I keep my back to the camera, and I can hear several intakes of breaths. The panties barely cover my ass, it's almost a thong. It makes me feel sexy, knowing I can take someone's breath away, like they do with me. Lindsy hears them and watches the boys when I finally turn around and look at them, seven pairs of eyes turn dark with lust, fixed on my nipples which are clearly to see. After seeing this she comes over, slightly next to me, so everyone can see both of us clearly, 'what is she up to?' I can barely finish the thought, before she kisses me slowly, softly, her hand reaches my face, and her thumb rubs slowly over my cheek. I part my lips, inviting her in, and our tongues slide softly over each other. She pulls back, just losing the connection, but still remarkably close, "what was that for?", I whisper. She smiles, but just barely, the corner lifting just a little. "I just wanted them to get jealous, did you see the way they looked at you?", she said with a little pride in her voice, after all it is her creation that I'm wearing. I chuckle, "Now go, so I can finish. It's getting darker and we'll lose all the light." She leaves and goes back to her spot, not sparing the boys a glance to see the effect of what she just did.
"Finally, alone at last", I say, closing my bedroom door, and slumping against it. Lindsy and the others just left, she was happy with the pictures, assuring me she would have a hard time choosing the pictures that will be used. She even told me that Adam talked to her, ordering pictures for everyone. Knowing this fills me with the knowledge they want me. I might die, but I'll have fun doing it. I dump all the lingerie, including the one I'm wearing, in the hamper and turn on the shower, I need to get all this crap out of my hair and off my face. The hot water feels refreshing and it rejuvenates me. I wash my hair and body and rinse off. I dry myself and even blow dry my hair, walking back into my room, I dress in black panties and sweatpants and a t-shirt like last night. This time a white one with the print 'babygirl', it was a gift, don't judge me, I only wear this one at home and to sleep.
Arriving in the kitchen, I see Xavier and Tyler cooking, in the back, are the others setting the table. "Need any help?" I ask in general. Tyler shakes his head, while Xavier says, "no, no, thank you. Everything is under control. You're probably tired after working all day?" I shake my head walking on, "nope, not tired. I had fun today, so it doesn't feel like work. Besides, free lingerie as a bonus", I pull a chair out and plant my ass on it, the boys scurrying around me like ants working. I enjoy myself watching them, I can feel eyes on me every time I look away, so I don't know who's looking. When I look in the direction from which I can feel the stare, no one is looking. 'Playing games, are we?', I happily think, I like it, 'let's play'. When the table is set, the boys take their seat and we talk about everything, from favorite movies to if I want kids at some point, and every topic in between. Meanwhile, Xavier and Tyler arrive with the food, wine flows freely and the topics get specific, more personal. After dinner I help the boys clean up, everyone helps, making us finish in no time. Since it's still relatively warm outside, we all sit around a little fire I made. "Let's play a game", Tyler says, looking around at everyone. "What game?", Adam asks, "Truth or dare", Tyler's looking right at me, "Nadja can ask any of us, but we can only ask her, Okay?" I put up my hand, "but I like to add two more rules, please", they look at me expectantly, "number one, If I choose truth, you can ask me anything you want, you can even ask me something about yourself if you want. Number two, If I choose dare, the dare can't involve yourself, it must be someone else, or something completely different. So basically, your luck depends on someone else. Deal?", I wait, they look and give each other little nods, "deal."
"How about I start?", I look around, seeing them agree, I look at each of them in turn to decide who to start with. "Jay, truth or dare?", he leans forward, locking eyes with me, "dare", he smiles, "I dare you to give Adam a lap dance", his eyes shoot to Adam, seeing him look back at him, challenging Jay to do it. Jay gets up and moves towards Adam, and I pick an appropriate song for him to dance to. When the music starts, Jay starts, first he sways in front of Adam, slowly getting on his knees, running his hands up Adams legs, who visibly tenses up. Jay stops right before reaching Adams cock, then he plants himself on Adams lap, facing everyone and not Adam. Jay slowly rotates his hips down on Adam, who screws his eyes shut, I let him continue until Adam grips Jay's hips to still him. I wave my hands laughing, "okay, okay, you're done. You can stop", Jay gets up and I see Adam relaxing back, relief all over his face. I freeze when I hear Jay ask, 'oh yeah. Shit, it's my turn. What do I choose?'
"Truth or dare?", I barely hear him, but I see his lips move, my mouth is suddenly very dry, anticipation running through me, 'truth or dare? Which one do I pick' repeats over and over in my head looking at Jay, looking back at me, waiting and waiting? "Dare", I finally get past my lips, "Straddle Adam and kiss him." I don't want to kiss him, well it's not that I don't want to, I want to be kissed, and not start myself, I know it's weird, it's just how I like it. "Fine, just this once, and if you want to know why, you can ask me when I choose truth." I get up and go over to Adam, straddling him. His hands rest on my waist right away, I look him in the eyes while I inch closer and closer. With just an inch between our lips, I grab his face and pull him towards me, connecting our lips. He groans and his hands tighten, squeezing my hips. His tongue licks my bottom lip, he wants to deepen the kiss and I let him, opening my mouth, he tastes like the wine he drank, fruity and sweet. I suck his tongue like it's his cock, at this he grabs the back of my head and takes over the kiss, sliding aggressively and greedy, tasting and exploring. The feel of his soft tongue makes me moan, completely forgetting we're being watched. I can't seem to stop, I don't want to stop, and it feels like he doesn't want to either. His hold on me tightens and pulls me closer, he's hard beneath me and I can't help but to move back and forth just a little. His hand still on my waist squeezes, stopping me. I pull back in desperate need of air and rest my head on his shoulder. He has his head thrown back gulping air into his lungs. I stay like I am, my heart doesn't want to slow down, but finally after a while it does. I lift my head and look at Adam, who's already looking at me, a look of adoration in his eyes, he's still holding my waist with one hand and the back of my head with the other. I get off him, him trying to hold me, reluctantly letting me go, and I return to my place. I need some time to compose myself more, I'm still a little dazed, 'they know how to kiss', is all I'm thinking, 'okay, okay, stop, focus', I look at Quinn and ask, "truth or dare?"
"Truth", he says, bummer, I wanted him to touch himself, but okay truth it is, "Which lingerie set I wore today was your favorite and why?", his eyes glaze a little when he thinks back to today, he opens his mouth, "the why too?", I nod, "fine, the blue one, it fit you beautifully, making you look sexy and hot, fuckable", a blush rising to his cheeks. He looks down at his fingers in his lap, the others teasing him a little, he clears his throat before asking, "truth or dare?", a mischievous glint in his eye. Should I be scared? I decide to take the risk, "dare."
"Give Tyler a lap dance", I should have seen this coming, and with Tyler too. My mouth is dry, just like the Sahara Desert I expect. As soon as those words leave Quinn's lips, Tyler is staring at me, half-lidded, filled with lust, licking his lips in anticipation. I get up and walk to him, and stop right before him, waiting for the music to start. As the music starts, I let it fill me up before I start. I roll my hips to the rhythm and let my hands slide over my belly, one hand travels up, while the other travels down, I crouch down and open my legs, falling forwards on my knees, all the while rotating and rolling my hips. I grab his knees and pull them apart, creating a space for me to slide up his body. My head goes towards his obvious bulge and I skim my nose over it, he moans huskily, I don't stop and indeed slide my body over him, till my lips touch the crook of his neck. I want to taste him, so I push my tongue out and lick up to his ear, "want more?", I whisper seductively. He tastes like forbidden fruit, seductive, but sweet, it pairs well with how he smells, all of it intoxicating. I turn my body, basically laying on top of him and start to grind my ass right into him, his breathing turns heavy, and loud in my ear. His breath gives me goosebumps. Both hands grab my waist and try to control the speed, I let him guide me how he wants. When I want more, I take control again and before my hands move to his, I bite and suck his earlobe. He growls and his hands tighten, trying to speed my movements up.
I grab his hands, moving them under my shirt, his breath hitches when he feels my bare skin. I slowly, but steadily push his hands higher, again not wearing a bra, until his soft hands hold me in his hands. I pull my hands away and with one grab the back of his neck. I hear one of the boys' groan, "fuck", I believe it was Kaiden, and the others just groan and moan, eyes fixed on Tyler's hands under my shirt. Tyler exhales long and slow, he gives an experimental squeeze and moans in my ear, "Fuck, you feel heavenly, I want to taste you", so only I can hear. I'm still grinding on him, and his cock is straining to get out, poking me in the ass. Feeling his arousal, and his hands on my breasts light a fire just beneath my skin, making his touch burning, but in a good way, one I want more of. It centers right between my legs, and the feeling of craving a direct touch on my clit is getting stronger and stronger. When Tyler rolls my nipples between his fingers, I whimper and squirm on his lap, followed by a moan. Obviously, the boys enjoy the show, nobody's stopping me, and I don't care, his hands feel too good. I turn my head to his neck and lick up to his ear, so I can suck on his earlobe again. I nibble and suck for a bit, then look around at the others. Everyone's attention is wholly on me, burning me, making juices flow, making me slick and wet. Tyler moves one of his hands down, right into my sweatpants, and cups me with his hand, slowly moving up and down. I don't stop him; I want him to touch me. I need him to touch me and give me an orgasm and I don't care we're not alone. He switches to just his finger moving up and down, and when he feels how soaked I'm already, "Just so wet for me", he groans, and a guttural raspy moan leaves his throat. His voice does things to me I can't describe, putting me in a haze and the only thing I feel are his hands, and body, I only hear his voice, forgetting the six watching. It's just him and me. He gets frustrated with the barrier beneath his finger, pushing his hand into my panties to continue where he left off yesterday. Not wasting any time, he gets right to it, and rubs my clit at a steady pace, my breath hitches and I pant, mixed in are moans. Two fingers are pushed inside me, pulled out, and pushed in again, then his finger rubs my clit again, gradually speeding the tempo up, an orgasm fast approaching. He keeps repeating this cycle, but now when he pulls his fingers out, the curls them, shooting tingles and shivers down my spine. It's bordering on the edge of pain, but it feels so fucking delicious. Meanwhile the hand on my breast keeps squeezing and pinching my nipple, the almost pain adding to the fire building in my belly. I've stopped grinding, my whole focus on his fingers and the orgasm building. He starts to buck his hips up, like he is fucking me, which makes me think about him sliding into me, filling me up, and it's my undoing and I come all over his fingers. My head is turned towards his ear and I moan his name into his ear. I've never been loud during sex; I like it better when its soft. I get a little self-conscious, wondering if they're not disappointed with me not being extremely loud. I mean, I make noise, I just don't scream, basically just moaning. Tyler lets me ride out my high on his lap, holding me tightly, "thank you", he whispers. He pulls his hand back, to finally get a taste, but I stop him once again when he moves his hand to his face. I lick myself off of him and he's panting beneath me, "fuck, that looks hot, but I wanted to taste you", he growls a little angry, "Sorry, maybe next time right from the source?", I wink and get back to my place. Once I sit down, I notice the state of the six boys. They look totally fucked out, except for Quinn. I quietly giggle to myself, Adam, Vere and Kaiden have their hands in their pants, palming themselves, Jay and Xavier palm the bulge they are sporting, and Quinn stares me down with a dark gaze I can't read, he's leaning forward so I can't see if he's aroused. Tyler lights up a joint, 'so, he found my stash', he offers the others one, and I take it, lighting it up, I let it fill me and my heart slows down, giving me a break, a momentary reprieve. I'm not paying attention who all take one, but when I glance around, I see everyone holding one. "So, Tyler, truth or dare?", looking him up and down, the bulge still present and apparent. "Truth", I take my time thinking up a question, "fuck, okay, what was the weirdest item a fan has ever sent you?", he looks a little disappointed, "what?", I say, "it's your fault I can't think properly right now", he chuckles proudly, just like a peacock strutting around, showing everyone how beautiful he is. He turns solemn, "A dead bird, with a note saying she was prepared to kill a living thing to be with me, and keeping me safe", he says.
"So truth or dare, Nadja?"
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