EroticReverie

Peach Elise Vandaleur

Dane and Tyson never take a break from basketball and training. When I wake up early in the morning I already know both of them are going to be either in the gym or on the court outside , or the court inside. 

I walk to the shower and take one quickly and then brush my hair and grab one of Danes jerseys from his closet and throw it on. It hangs down to my knees and I go to my room and slip on a pair of my slippers and make my way down to the kitchen. 

“Morning Peter” I say to the chef as he prepares enough food to feed twenty people, even though there’s only six of us. Because he knows how much Dane and Tyson will eat after practicing. 

“Good morning Miss Vandaleur” he says with a cheerful smile. 

I sigh. “Peter, when are you going to start calling me Peach?” I ask , having told the man for a year now he doesn’t have to address us by last names. 

“Ah, Sorry Miss Peach” he says making me smile. Peter was an older man that reminded me of Santa without the beard. He had a big belly and his gray hair was currently slicked back and under a hair net as he prepares the food. He was the most adorable old man I’d ever seen. 

“How was dinner last night?” He asks and I fight back a little smile. Peter took offense to whenever we ate out instead of letting him cook for us. 

“Absolutely awful” I say as I push up onto one of the high stools at the breakfast counter. He looks over his shoulder both of sharing a smirk. 

“This is why you’re my favorite Miss Peach, you’ll lie to an old man just to make him smile” he says and I smile. 

“I’m not lying. You know I love you and your food more than anyone else’s” I say and he gives me a wink. 

Most mornings I came down to keep Peter company whenever I knew he’d be here preparing breakfast. Which wasn’t everyday. But anyday all of us would be here for breakfast we left it to Peter to prepare enough food for an army. 

“How’s  the wife?” I ask him. 

“She’s even more beautiful than yesterday” he says and I smile. His wife was intact absolutely stunning. She was a bit shorter than me and a little heavy set , and she had just as many wrinkles as Peter and gorgeous silver hair. When I’m older I can only hope I age as well as gif wife. 

“I believe it” I say. He smiles at me. 

“How are the grandkids?” I ask as I lean my elbows onto the counter. 

I talk with Peter while he continues to makeup the food and I can hear Tyson and Dane leaving the gym inside and going upstairs in the other part of the house to shower. 

Nash is the first one downstairs and he walks over, wrapping his arms around me from behind and kissing my neck and I smile as he hugs me and keeps kissing on my neck and then my cheek. 

“Mornin Peaches” he says. 

“Morning baby” I say and turn my head a little and let him put a kiss on my lips as he sits down on the stool next to me. 

We talk with Peter as we wait for the others. Rowan and Sebastian coming down together and each of them picking a side and placing a good morning kiss on my cheek and then taking turns placing one on my lips. Sebastian steals a second one and then lifts my chin with his finger and keeps kissing me. I smile and when I feel his tongue , I part my lips and let him taste my mouth , both of our mouths tasting of mint and I give the softest moan as he continues to make out with me and then I giggle and push him away. For Peters sake. 

Peter was well aware that I was dating all five of them. And I’m sure he doesn’t actually care about me making out with Sebastian or any of them in front of him. But it was Peter. He almost felt like a grandfather to me and I wasn’t going to tongue wrestle in front of him. 

Sebastian give a little laugh and takes the other seat at my side. Nash takes a seat on the other side of the island and Peter starts to bring over the plates of food. Normally he cooks us healthy food. But in front of us is a mountain of French toast , pounds of bacon , extra crispy , the way we all like it, and a giant platter of frittata. He places them in the middle, and as soon as he pours us coffees and waters Tyson and Dane come into the kitchen. 

I look over my shoulder and catch Danes eye and smile as he grins at me wearing his jersey. Tyson comes over and kisses me then Dane comes over and slides his hands onto my waist and kisses my neck and brings his warm lips to my ear. 

“I’m suddenly hungry for what’s between your legs instead of food” he says and I laugh and nudge him with my shoulder and he kisses me again and then walks over to a stool and we all insist that Peter sits with us even though he claims he already ate breakfast. 

He sits with us though because he knows the guys and I won’t take no for an answer. Peter was just like family. Everyone who worked as part of this household was considered like family to us. 

There’s been several articles about the way Dane and Tyson take care of their “staff”. Even in the interview they insist that Peter and Melanie and Marcella our housekeepers are not staff. They’re family. They take care of us. And Tyson and Dane take care of them. 

We get people all the times trying to come and work for the guys. Because they know that Dane and Tyson will pay them ten times more than anyone else will. 

Not only did they take care of the people that helped keep this house a home , they were constantly praised about they did charity work and constantly were donating to different causes , mainly to do with helping kids that were kicked out of the system or kids of low income families and school programs.  There was also a camp they were starting up a basketball camp that was free to kids in summer. It would start next year and already they had thousands and thousands of kids writing in to ask for a spot at the camp. Just another reason I was in love with them. 

When breakfast is over I go with Dane upstairs to his bedroom where we lay in his bed. Letting out stomachs settle as we cuddle. I slip my hand under his t shirt and rub his stomach. Wondering how on earth him and Tyson stay do fit with the amount of food they can put away. Even with their more than active lifestyles. 

“I don’t want to leave” he says as he strokes my hair and I lift my head and scoot up so I can kiss him. 

“I don’t want you to leave either” I say as I kiss him again and he pulls me ontop of him. 

We stay like this , me straddling his torso , hovering as I keep kissing him, his hands sliding up and down the sides of my body and over his jersey that I’m wearing. 

He’ll be gone for four days this time and even though it’s not that long , it always feels like forever when we’re not all together. 

His hands slide down and up my thighs and under his jersey , grabbing my bare ass and then sliding his hand down and behind me, this tips of his long fingers stroking my pussy as I moan into his mouth. 

It only takes seconds for me to be absolutely soaked as he teases me , the tip of his finger pushing inside me and I moan and push back and onto his finger. 

“Dane” I moan and he smiles and then is turning over and sliding down between my legs. I spread them eagerly as he wastes no time and brings his mouth to my pussy. 

“Mmmfuck” I exhale as my back lifts and his mouth encompasses so much of my pussy , his tongue dragging up and down and all over me. 

“Yes” I hiss as his tongue works quickly. Flicking at my clit and making my hips buck towards his mouth as I whimper and writhe. 

I listen to the way he groans and curses as he eats my pussy and I bite my lip and moan. 

“Fuck, I love my life” I whimper and he laughs. 

“You deserve it baby” he says and sucks my clit softly. Then harder and harder and I let out a tiny cry of pleasure as he keeps my clit locked in his mouth. Licking with his tongue while sucking and I curse and wonder how the hell I managed to get so fucking lucky to have five different men that spoiled me with their attention and their love. 

I cum fast and hard as he continues, my body trembling and shaking with my orgasm as he licks all over my pussy and then sits up on his knees. Pulling off his shirt as I lay there , legs still spread, dripping and watching him get naked. 

“God you’re so beautiful” I breathe. 

Each of them were ridiculously attractive. But Danes dark brown skin was so fucking beautiful. Every inch of him was perfection , and that skin with those eyes , seriously, I could cry just looking at him. As if I didn’t deserve to lay eyes upon a man that magnificent. 

“Youre the beautiful one “ he says and I shake my head. 

“You are” I say as he strokes his cock and then leans forward and over me, grabbing a pillow and I lift my hips , still staring at him in awe as he slips the pillow under my hips. 

“I love looking at you” I say and he smiles and leans down. Kissing me. 

“You like looking at your black king Peach?” He asks with a playful smile and I nod. He smiles a bit wider. 

“I love the way you look at me” he says. “It makes me feel like an actual fucking king” 

“You are” I say reaching up and touching his face. 

“You’re perfect” I whisper and he shakes his head. 

“Only one of us is perfect and it’s not me baby” he says and then pushes inside of me slowly. Inching into me gently , working himself, stretching me so much and so deep as I hold onto his forearms as he braces his hands on the bed. 

Dane and I almost always had hard and rough sex. When he fucked me like this, so slow and so gentle I almost always cried. It was embarrassing , but he loved it and always assured me it was fine that I cried as long as it was because I felt good. 

I move my hands to his sides and hold onto his back as I lay under him, taking every impressively controlled thrust of his hips. He groans and looks down between us. 

“We look so good together” I Say as I look to where he’s looking. His big dick sliding in and out. Glossed with my wetness and moving a bit faster than before. But still controlled , not going too deep. But deep enough that I feel him against my cervix. The small bit on pain making me gasp and let out a moan each time. 

“We look incredible together” he says in agreement and then looks at me and smiles. 

“I love you” I moan and he smiles even more. 

“I love you too” he says and then pushes up , kneeling as he grabs my hips and watches his cock fill me over and over and arch my back and curse as he goes faster, still not going to deep , still absolute perfection. 

“Dane” I cry out his name and he grabs my hips a bit harder. I loved how fucking big his hands were on my. They all had large hands but him and Tyson being the tallest had such big hands and they made me feel so fucking small. 

“Cum on this dick baby” he says and then places a hand low on my pelvis and lets his thumb rub my clit and I jump at the contact. I was still sensitive from his mouth but not too much so that I couldn’t handle more of the contact. 

“Good girl Peach” he says as I writhe and buck my hips as he thrusts into me slowly while rubbing his thumb up and down on my clit. 

What was it about being called a good girl that made me fucking melt for them? Their praise was the trigger to making me cum. I breathe harder and let out a cry as I cum again. 

“Yeah baby” he grunts. “Fucking cum baby” 

“Am I making this little pussy cum Peach?” He groans and he knows he is. He knows by the way I’m crying out and my hips buck, my cunt clenching around him. 

“Mmmm, good girl” he says again and I pant as he his thumb slips away , leaving my clit throbbing and swollen as he grabs my hips and keeps fucking me. 

“God damnit” I cry as back arches and my head pushes back hard into the bed as he goes just a bit harder now and I moan loudly , cursing like a sailor as he fucks my pussy like it belongs to only him. 

“That’s my girl” he says. 

“That’s my fucking girl, give me this pussy Peach” he says as he fucks me harder and I let out a scream , my tits bouncing beneath the jersey that’s pushed up around my stomach. 

His thrusts making the jersey climb even higher and he lifts my ass , making it easier for him to fuck me. Using my pussy as I feel his cock pound deep inside of me. 

“Yes! Yes!” I scream and he groans loudly. 

He slides out of me quickly and moves up and I push up on my elbows panting as he strokes his cock over my face and then slides the head into my mouth. I suck the head of his cock, his cum splashing against my tongue and the back of my mouth the instant my mouth is around him. 

“Fuck” he grunts and watches me as I keep sucking his cock, my eyes on him. 

“Mmmm, fuck baby” he groans and sucks air through his teeth and then licks his lips. 

“Don’t stop, keep sucking that dick” he groans , holding the base of his cock and thrusting it between my lips and into my mouth and I moan around him. 

I knew he had to leave soon. That we only had maybe another hour together. And we were going to spend it just like this. Him and me seeing how many times we could make each other cum.