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The thought that I may have to do this another three times actually makes me want to grab their stupid, big, tempting penises and chop them off.

"Come on, Em," Lucio urges. "Last push."

Bent over the hospital bed with two mates in front of me and two mates behind me, I am in the final moments of second stage labour.

"It's mine for sure, I have the fittest sperm," Mal brags.

"It's 100% my kid," Esteban boasts. "I can feel it. It's like, we have a connection. I just know."

Somehow, I manage to kick him in the shin behind me. He grunts and complains, but another contraction comes, and I no longer give a shit about his pain. I give it my everything and the midwife helps pull the baby out.

"What colour are its eyes?" Mal demands to know. "Are they blue?"

"Gold?" Oro asks hopefully.

The midwife wipes the crying baby with a towel and places it into my waiting arms.

"What does she look like, Em?" Lucio asks.

"Perfect," I mumble happily. Tears are running freely down my face.

"What colour are her eyes?" Es pushes.

"I don't care," I reply and keep admiring her beautiful face, even as she cries.

The midwife helps me sit down on the bed and I hold my baby to my bare chest, my dress is pulled down so we can have skin-to-skin contact. My mates crowd around me. As soon as they see her beauty, none of them care who is biologically the father. They're all her fathers.

Her big, red eyes look up at us.

Lucio.

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"Is it bad that I've been looking forward to this all week?" I ask Estrella as we sit in the kitchen and drink our coffees.

"Not at all, girl. We all need a break from our kids sometimes. It's a lot to handle. I don't know how you cope with four."

"I have four dads to help me," I point out and she chuckles.

"Fair point, I only have Sal." She looks out of the window longingly at her mate. "But he's more than enough."

I follow her line of view out of the window. Salvador is playing in the garden with their two children. Also joining in are my four mates and our four children.

After the birth of our youngest, who is now two, I made the boys get the snip. No more kids for me, thanks. Four is more than enough. There are nine of us in a house, it's madness. I wouldn't have it any other way.

Each of my mates has fathered their own child. Lucio's is the oldest. Our daughter has his red eyes and a mix of white and silver hair like ours. Esteban's was next, a brunette boy with identical green eyes. Then Mal's, our boy has black hair and his oceanblue eyes. He was so desperate to have his own child. And finally, Oro's, agolden blonde daughter with liquid-gold eyes.

My children have taken my facial features, but their fathers' eye and hair colours. Despite each of The Four having their own biological child, they act as fathers to each other's children. I love that. I was seriously worried that they would only be focussed on parenting their own kids, but we parent as a team of five. It's a full classroom on parent's evenings.

Estrella and Salvador have bravely agreed to look after the kids tonight. Six kids on a sleepover is a big ask, I know. But my mates and I want some alone time. There has been a lot less room in our bed recently, especially since our sons started getting nightmares. Bedtime was already a snug affair but add offspring into the mix and it's standing-room-only.

Tonight, The Four and I are going out to one of the restaurants that they first took me to. It's a lovely Italian one that isn't too fancy. After which I am hoping for some serious mummy-daddies bonding time. We're long overdue.

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We get in after an amazing meal and I'm practically ambushed in the foyer. I haven't even finished taking my shoes off. With one heel still strapped around my ankle, my mates pick up and carry me as a quartet up the stairs.

I can feel myself getting wet with excitement as I'm marched to our room. We haven't been alone is so long, we have a lot of time to make up for.

I'm placed onto the bed and stripped of my clothes. My mates undress themselves too, until we're all naked. I take a moment to admire their lean, muscular bodies.

Damn, I'm one lucky woman.

They touch me at once with lustful eyes and skilled fingers. Their hands are hot on my heated body. I try to reach for their cocks to play too, but my hands are pinned above my head.

They caress and stroke my body. My nipples are pinched and rolled, my legs rubbed and massaged and my pussy stroked and finger-fucked. I'm on cloud-nine in seconds, four sets of hands can work magic.

My heart immediately beats faster at the sound of the bedside drawer followed by the cap of the lube bottle. I know what is wanted of me and I roll on my front, wrists still captured. Lube is poured onto my ass and rubbed in. Thick fingers stretch my tight hole and I grind my hips into the bed eagerly.

They roll me onto my side so that they can access my clit while stretching my ass. Fingers enter me in both holes and I'm in such a haze that, I have no idea whose fingers they are. Other hands are squeezing and playing with my breasts. Two fingers are pushed into my mouth and I suck them on reflex.

Before I know it, I'm on my front and lifted onto all fours. Two penises are in my face. I recognise them to be Esteban's and Lucio's. I stroke and suck them, changing repeatedly so that there is no favouritism.

I look behind and watch Mal slide inside my pussy. Oro climbs onto my back, mounting me like a child would if they were playing 'horsey'. He keeps his weight off me, supporting himself with his strong thighs. He lines up his lube-covered cock with my ass and slowly enters me. We are doing the double-doggy penetration position.

I feel so full with two cocks inside me and one in my mouth. Triple penetration has my eyes rolling back in my head. Esteban pulls my hair back from my face, Lucio leans forwards and pinches my nipples. Mal rubs my clit in amongst the sexual chaos.

There is so much stimulation going on, I feel as though I can barely catch my breath. I don't care, though. My mates are worth it and it's worth it for the connection we have when we're all together like this.

They work in total unison, thrusting at the same speeds, working the same pace. My body can only comply with their demands. When Lucio orders me to cum, I cry out and fall apart seconds later.

They hold me up because my legs are shaking. They support me climax after climax until my body is spent and covered in sweat. It's almost a relief when they near their orgasms because I can't take much more.

Mal and Oro come first. They climax at the same time, filling up my ass and pussy with their cum. It's a relief to know that there are no sperm in their loads anymore.

A few moments later, the hot spurts of Lucio and Esteban's release hit my face, covering me in a free facemask. My tongue darts out for a taste of the warm cream.

There is no option but the shower for us. We're all sweaty and gross and I seriously need to wash my face. I don't want to wait for the bathtub to fill and, even then, we'd only be washing in our own grime.

I have to be carried to the shower. Semen is leaking out of me and my legs are still quivering. My mates provide the best aftercare. They whisper words of love and reassurance as they clean me up and massage my muscles.

I'm in a daze of happiness when they dry me off and carry me back to bed. We cuddle up against each other and I sigh happily, totally content with my life.

There was a time when I thought four was too much. Now, I couldn't live without The Four. We might be unconventional, but we are perfect.

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