I came home from work that night, and like every other night, I would just walk into my apartment and drop my keys on the table by the door. That was my first clue that something was missing. My keys did not hit a solid surface immediately. I flipped the lights on and my living room was empty. All the furniture was gone. I searched the whole apartment, and everything except my clothes and a few other things were gone. I walked to my kitchen in a daze. I couldn't believe this was happening to me. It was then I saw the note on the counter.
He left me and took everything with him. He said in the note that since he had paid for most if it; it all belonged to him. I just couldn't believe it. He didn't even leave me any dishes and cleaned out the refrigerator. I had nothing left, nothing at all, except the clothes that I came here with when I moved in with him. He said that he changed the lease to just my name. He knew that I couldn't afford to replace everything and pay the rent. I broke down into tears. I picked my keys up off the floor and left the apartment. I got into my car and drove over to Andrea's new house. When I got there, I was still in tears. I got out of my car and dropped my keys again. I was picking my keys up a lot this night. I walked up to the door, almost tripping a few times on the steps. I didn't need to knock, I guess that I made a lot of noise when I was coming up the steps, the door flew open, and Andrea was there.
"Diane, what the hell?" she demanded.
She pulled me into the house immediately. My tears were still flowing down my cheeks. She sat me on the couch.
"Brenda, could you get a glass of wine for Diane? Please hurry."
She then turned to me, pulled me into her arms, and held me there for I don't know how long. I was still unable to mouth the words. I didn't even notice that I had another set of arms around me. I just sat there and cried on Andrea's shoulder.
She pressed a glass up to my mouth at one point and told me to take a drink. I did what she told me, since I was unable to even think at that point. I was an automaton. All I could think about was my situation. Nothing else filtered into my mind, until I had a few sips of wine in me, and Andrea wiping my tears away with a tissue.
It was at that time that I noticed another couple there. I was so embarrassed. I could not believe that I had just broken down in front of total strangers! I mean, I know Brenda, Andrea's new girlfriend, but the other couple was totally new. The two men just sat there, looking concerned, as I continued to cry. I just couldn't stop crying. I felt that my life, as I knew it, was over.
"Oh Andrea, he left me with nothing but the clothes on my back and the lease to the apartment." I almost lost what control I had, but I had to tell her why I was in this state. "You know my financial state, I can't afford to replace the furniture."
She just took me in her arms again and held me there while I cried a bit more.
"Diane, why don't I take you upstairs and help you clean up a bit."
Not trusting myself to talk, I nodded.
"Please excuse us for a moment," she said to her guests. "We shouldn't be long."
She helped me up the stairs to the bathroom and started the water going in the sink. She grabbed a washcloth from somewhere and dabbed my face with lukewarm water. She then brushed my hair and got all of the tangles out that I had unconsciously put there from running my fingers through it because of my anxiety. After my face was washed and my hair fixed, she gave me a brief kiss on the cheek and a tight hug and helped me stand up from the toilet seat.
"Feeling better?" she asked.
"Thanks Andrea, I feel a little better now, at least on the outside.” I gave a half smile to show my appreciation.
"Now, let's get you back downstairs to meet my friends."
She led me back downstairs and got me a fresh glass of wine. I sat down with as much grace as I could muster which wasn't much. I wanted to crumple again, knowing that all the furniture in my apartment was gone. I was even looking around the house enviously. It had so much room, much roomier than my little apartment. I took a large sip from my glass. Andrea returned with Brenda, and they sat down on either side of me.
Brenda knew of the one night Andrea and I had had together, and she wasn't in the least bit envious of that. She understood it and was very eager to meet me the first time. Our meeting couldn't have been better. Brenda just came up to me, gave me a hug, and told me that she was very happy to finally meet the woman who had kept Andrea sane that night.
So there I sat with my two protectors sitting on either side of me. It seemed as if they were ready to intercept any negativity that was thrown my way. The men just threw reassuring smiles at me while Andrea did the introductions.
"Diane, I would like you to meet Brad and Peter," pointing the man on the left first.
They got up and came over to shake my hand, and Peter was even gallant enough to kiss it which made me smile.
"I met them at the Rainbow." I had been to the Rainbow once, with Andrea, when she was finally over her ex-girlfriend. I was told what kind of place it was and found it to be a nice place to go. Everyone there was friendly, and when I told a few of them that I was straight and just helping a friend get over a bad relationship, they smiled and just started small talk. That was fine with me, and I enjoyed my evening. That is where Andrea met Brenda. It was kind of cute, when I saw them together for the first time. I wished I had had my camera.
I digress...
"Nice to meet you both," I said, trying my best to put on a full smile, but most likely ending up with a sloppy one at best.
"Nice to meet you too, Diane," Brad and Peter said almost simultaneously.
That got me to giggle and my mood started to lift at that point. I have to admit now that Brad and Peter were extremely good looking guys. They looked like they both were gym nuts by the way they were built. I just had to give them a once over with my eyes. They seemed to have noticed and smiled.
"We get that all the time, Diane," Peter said, with a chuckle.
I must have blushed deeply. Andrea and Brenda seemed to relax then, since they both backed off a bit of their protective stances.
"We were just about to sit down and have dinner, and I think that a home cooked meal will do the trick," said Brenda, as she got up to set another place at the table.
That almost broke me again. I thought back to the empty refrigerator and cabinets at my place. That didn't last long though, since a minute later, Peter offered his hand to me to help me stand up, which I took with a much grace as I could muster. At least I didn't feel underdressed, since I hadn't changed clothes from my outfit I wore to work.
I sat down at the table, and the small talk began. They skirted around the delicate subjects, but a few times, I became moody. It seemed that they knew when I was about to break down. Dinner continued, and afterwards, I helped Andrea and Brenda clean up. Then we were all back in the living room.
It was a cozy living room; the furniture was bulky but not too soft. I let myself rest on the couch. I began to try to think of a way to see if I could stay overnight, since I didn't have a bed at home and thought that it would be better if I went back to my apartment tomorrow after getting some sleep. While I was sitting there thinking, I guess time had flown and my name was called, most likely more than once.
"Diane, what are you thinking?" Andrea asked.
"Oh, just that my life is a mess, and I don't know what to do to get it back in order." I said, my tone low, but audible to everyone there.
"Diane, why don't you stay here tonight? Actually, I insist." She was almost reading my mind. Well that shouldn't be surprising, since she and I have been friends for what seemed like ages.
"I was just trying to figure out a way of asking you about that. Reading my mind again?" I said with almost a smile.
"You know you don't even need to ask." Andrea said.
"Actually, it was my idea." Brenda said.
I just looked at her. Brenda hardly every took the initiative, but it seemed that she was very annoyed with Andrea for not offering right away.
"I think that I will just set up one of the spare bedrooms now." Brenda then hustled up the stairs.
I just sat there, relieved that I didn't have to go home that night. I looked outside, and the sun had just started to go down. I looked at the clock. I couldn't believe it; I had been here for just a little over an hour. It seemed like an eternity. I looked around and decided to try to be part of the conversation.
Brad was talking about something to do with his office, and then he turned his head to look at me. "So what do you do for a living?" He asked.
"I work at a book store near my apartment. I just had three exhausting days there, and thankfully I have tomorrow off." Thinking of work got me depressed again, since I made so little there. The tears started to roll down my cheeks once again.
Andrea had left the room for a moment, and I just sat there, until Brad got up and put his arm around my shoulders. Peter got the tissue box and sat on the other side of me. What happened next, I could barely believe. Brad kissed me. Not on the lips, but on the cheek, but still, a kiss is a kiss. He was cradling me, and I guess he was trying to get me to stop crying. I felt like such a baby at that point. I looked up, and saw Brad and Peter looking at each other, Peter nodded his head, and Brad smiled. Peter got up, and went to talk to Andrea in the hallway. I don't know what was said, but Andrea seemed to have a very happy note in her voice. Andrea then ran upstairs, I could hear the muffled voices of Andrea and Brenda talking, and then a flurry of activity was happening upstairs. I didn't think it took that much to get the spare bedroom ready for my use.
During that time Brad came back into the living room and took his position next to me again. Peter then shifted to be next to Brad. They engaged me in more small talk, and I was getting tired of talking. All I wanted to do was find a nice small hole to crawl into. I tried to keep my voice from becoming hysterical. Then Andrea and Brenda came back down.
I looked up to see them walking down the stairs in some very alluring outfits. They sat down where Brad and Peter had been, and the two men left the room, going upstairs, a bit more sedately, but with some excitement just the same. Another flurry of activity, and they came back downstairs and were wearing more comfortable outfits, yet the clothes were more revealing and a bit showy. I also noticed that the men seemed to have lost the underwear lines. I took a closer look at my female friends, and their panty-lines seemed to have vanished as well.
Silently, they all helped me stand up, since I was not quite myself just yet, and they led me upstairs to the bathroom. Slowly the women stripped me as the men were drawing a bath for me. Brad grabbed a few towels, and Peter was sniffing the aromas of the bottles by the tub. The bathroom was huge compared to normal bathrooms. The tub was accessible from both sides with a separate shower stall. Peter was filling the tub, adding a drop from one bottle and a liberal dose from another. The room started to smell like a misty forest.
After I was stripped down, Andrea and Brenda lead me over to the tub, one on either side of me holding my arms out as if I were a queen. They deftly got me into the tub and slowly helped me lower into the water. The water felt heavenly, just the right temperature to help calm my nerves. Peter and Brad folded towels under their knees as did Andrea and Brenda. The men were kneeling at the foot of the bath and the ladies in the middle. They started to bathe me making sure not to miss a spot. They rubbed oils into my skin and washed my hair. They gave me the royal treatment to say the least. I was feeling relaxed and nearly calm, though my mind was not totally at peace, they were helping me forget the bad things that had happened to me.
After they were done bathing me, they helped me out of the bathtub and lead me to the shower to rinse off. Andrea stepped in behind me to make sure I had gotten all of the shampoo out of my hair and made sure that my body was totally rinsed off.
That aroused me a bit. Her hands touched my breasts, hips, and inner thighs. She gently made sure that even my pubic hair had no more soap in it. Her touches were erotic, but at the same time soothing.
Andrea and I stepped out of the shower and the men started to dry me off while Brenda was doing the same for Andrea. They were very gentle with the towels and seemed to be enjoying themselves immensely. The feel of the soft towels on my body added to my arousal. I could not believe what was going on.
I was still feeling worthless. My life was a mess, yet these people were making such a fuss over me that I could not help to feel somewhat awkward. My limbs were starting to loosen up, and I tried to relax even more. It felt dreamy.
After I was dried off, Brenda and Andrea fussed with my hair. It is long, and they took great pains to get the mass up off of my shoulders and out of the way. By the time they were done, my hair was in a bun, but it was comfortable not being tight to my head.
After that they lead me, naked, to the ladies' bedroom. I had been in the room before, but the bed was a new addition. It was massive to say the least. I have had a queen-sized bed before, but that bed out did a king sized bed. I dimly wondered where they had to go to buy the sheets for it. The bed was also close to the floor. It was only a single step up onto the bed. In my bemused state, I thought that no one could roll out of the bed and be hurt.
The men guided me to the bed with the women standing on it. The ladies guided me onto the bed. They gently turned me around and helped me sit down. Andrea sat down behind me, enveloping me in her arms. I leaned back into her, something that I hadn't done in a year. It felt good to be back in the arms of my friend, it felt safe. I put my head back onto her shoulder, closing my eyes, savoring her closeness. I felt my legs being massaged by two sets of hands, I could tell that the hands belonged to Peter and Brad. The hands were easing my muscles even more, while they were slowly spreading them apart.
My breasts were being gently rubbed, during this time, by very feminine and very familiar hands. Andrea had taken advantage of her position to make my nipples start to stand out. I felt a body straddle mine, and then a mouth on one breast. I opened my eyes in a small slit to see Brenda sucking on that breast. Andrea leaned back some more, and I with her. My arousal was building.
The massage on one of my legs stopped. I felt a definite male body kneel between them. I felt softly probing fingers touch my nether lips. Those fingers gently opened them up, and one traced around my clit, while another was tracing the outline of my opening. That is when I arched my back, took a deep breath, and started to moan.
The activity around my breasts started to become more frenzied. Brenda went from one breast to another, while Andrea kissed and nibbled my neck and shoulders. My breasts were getting a royal treatment. They were enlarging; the nipples were nearly half an inch long and were nearly red. I quivered with every touch to them. Andrea was keeping my head from thrashing about with her own. Brenda's lips and teeth worked even more magic on my breasts, and every once few moments I felt a light nibble on my neck or earlobes.
The hands that were on my nether region became more frantic. Sitting as I was, with Andrea behind me and Brenda in front of me, I could not tell which man was fingering me. He started to rub harder on my clit; I felt it enlarge. Another finger slowly, ever so slowly entered my cunt. I moaned louder, wanting it further down inside of me. I got no relief. Then the finger on my clit was removed. I gasped in frustration, but that was short lived. I felt the hot breath of him over my clit. I tried to lift my hips to meet that mouth. It got closer and closer, the breathing got hotter and hotter. I felt his tongue on my clit, when the breathing got very hot. It flicked out at my clit, as if like a whip. It was there then it wasn't. This happened over and over again. Then, when I though I could stand it no longer, my whole clit was enclosed in that mouth. I did scream that time. I was silenced with a deep and passionate kiss.
My whole body felt like it was going to explode with passion. I felt Brenda move off of me, I was able to look down and saw that it was Brad between my legs, and between his legs was Peter. I could not believe what I was seeing. The look on Brad's face was of extreme arousal kept under control. I sat there and watched Brad's butt quiver as a pair of hands griped it firmly. I watched entranced, with Brad sucking on my clit, and Peter sucking Brad's dick, just out of my view. I then looked at the hands on my breasts that were just recently being sucked on. I let out little moans, as I got used to that level of excitement.
I think that Brad noticed that I was calming down, so in one quick motion, he thrust two fingers right up my cunt. At the same time, Andrea squeezed my already enlarged nipples between her fingers. I screamed.
That was the moment that Brenda quickly took Andrea's place, so that Andrea could straddle me, lick me, and suck on my breasts. My breasts were so tender, so aroused, that even Andrea's breath close to them kept me aroused.
I was so aroused, so sensitive, that even the merest touch anywhere on my body at that point took me to a new level of pleasure.
Brad continued to suck my clit, while wiggling his fingers inside of me. He slipped another inside of me, but I was getting so tight that my vaginal canal was full with his fingers. With Andrea sitting astride me, I could not see what was going on with Peter, but thinking about him sucking on Brad's dick made me even more aroused.
I moaned louder and louder, wanting more and more. It seemed that they were willing to give it to me.
All of a sudden, it all stopped.
Brenda slid out from behind me, and her and Andrea gently laid me on the bed.
Andrea whispered in my ear.
"Let's let Brad fuck you now, you seem ready for it now."
I just nodded, and Brad kissed my clit just one more time, as he slowly kissed up my body. He kissed my stomach, between my breasts, and then placed one single kiss on both of them. Very slowly, he lowered himself onto me, and then with the same deliberate slowness, he inserted his penis inside of me. He did not immediately move, and when I tried to move my hips, I felt hands restraining me. It was torture.
I looked over his shoulder, and then I saw why he wasn't moving just yet. Peter was rubbing gel all over Brad's butt, and generously gelling his anus. I saw Peter cautiously lowering himself on top of Brad and me. Brad shuddered as Peter's penis slowly disappeared in Brad's ass. Brad then began to move. He slid his penis slowly out of me, and made Peter's penis sink into him. The pace slowly built up. On one side of me, I saw Andrea and Brenda making love to each other. As I watched that, Brad slid himself in and out of me. All of a sudden, Brad slammed into me hard. I gasped. After that, he was frantic. He pumped in and out of me faster and faster, which meant that Peter was slamming into him that much faster as well.
I wanted to moan and scream, and I did. My whole body was tensing up. I felt my orgasm rising in me. I grabbed for Brad's ass, but I could not get a grip. I flung my arms out and felt one hand on a breast. I started to squeeze it, not caring who it belonged to. The person did not seem to mind. I felt the sweat running down my body, I felt Brad's sweat on my body as well. I felt Brad shudder, seeming to want to control his orgasm, but I did not let him, for at that moment, I came. My first orgasm brought Brad to his, and as I felt him cum, I felt him trust into me, and the weight of both men crashed into my body. I had my second orgasm right then. I came and came and came. I didn't think that the spasms would ever end.
As slowly as Peter entered Brad, he retreated. Brad shuddered again, and with that shudder, I had another orgasm. Brad's penis started to go limp inside of me at that point. Brad laid on top of me for a second or two, letting his flaccid penis fall out of me. He kissed me gently on the lips, and then he rolled off of me into Peter's arms. I was not left alone for long. Andrea and Brenda rolled over, after they had regained their breath and held onto me while I shuddered with more orgasms. I didn't think that I could orgasm that much.
Andrea and Brenda cuddled close to me running their fingers lightly over my skin, cooing to me. I was exhausted.
The men got off of the bed, and Brad leaned over and kissed once more before leaving the room with Peter. Andrea and Brenda helped me sit up, and then got me to the shower again, so that I could rinse my sweaty body off. Then the two of them cleaned up as well. I was handed a robe and my panties, and they lead me downstairs to the living room. The men were sitting there, both looking as tired as I felt.
"Brad, Peter, you two can have the other room tonight, I don't want you to have to drive home." Brenda said.
"Thanks." was all Brad said. He looked wiped.
I just sat there, looking at my lovers. I genuinely smiled at them for the first time that night.
"You were all wonderful, I just want you to know that." I said tiredly. "Next time, let's make it one on one, the four of you are a bit much for me to handle." I laughed then. I felt happy and the love of friends. It made the whole day brighter. I felt like I could face the world again.
After a while when we had gathered the strength to go up the stairs, we went to bed for the night. Andrea and Brenda retired to their room, and Brad and Peter retreated to the other spare room, leaving me alone in my room. I didn't mind at all. That was just too much for me, and I felt a little overloaded. I slept like a baby.
Diane never went back to the apartment. Brad and Andrea went over to pack up her things; she had so little it only took one trip with both of their cars. Brenda, meanwhile, talked with the rental office to clear up any legal troubles. It was helpful that Brenda was a lawyer. She made it clear that since Diane had not been on the original lease that she never signed any agreement to lease the apartment in the first place. The apartment complex went after her ex for the money for breaking the lease and kept the security deposit.
Peter stayed at the house with Diane to keep her company, since she woke up feeling down. When everyone was back, they had a big lunch, and the men went back home.
The guys ended up moving in about two months later.
Whenever Diane brought home a date, the introductions were sometimes complicated, and most men that she bought over were never heard from again. Diane didn't mind that much since she was looking for an open-minded man, but the others in the house never let her be truly alone. Everyone seemed to know who needed what when.
Diane was able to save money and was hoping to get a new place sometime, but it didn't look like it was going to be soon. Her job was still being stingy with her pay.
However, things only got better...
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