Five Body Blade

The "Five Body Blade" is a samurai sword sharp enough to slice through five torsos in succession. For Miki, it's not only a coveted object, but also an erotic inspiration. Her fantasy is to be like the blade and take on five bodies at once. Five MEN. Her toy-boy Theo is apprehensive. Fortunately, she has the cash to make it happen.

This kinky group sex short involves five soccer buddies, one older woman, a sex swing, and plenty of cash. Originally published in the anthology Kinksters.

Word Count: 4,500

Excerpt:

“Maybe I should pick up the check for this one,” Theo chuckled when Miki took him out to celebrate the great victory. “You must be dirt poor after spending all that money on a sword.”

Miki smirked, gazing at him with false coyness. “Are you my father or my lover? Dinner is my treat, as always. At any rate, I have something of a favour to ask you.”

“Ask away,” he said as a small bowl of gumbo arrived before him. Fancy restaurants never got it right. Was it enough that they tried, or should they strive harder for authenticity?

“Do you have five friends?” Miki asked.

Theo devoured an eager spoonful of gumbo, immediately regretting his haste. It burned his palate, but he couldn’t spit it out. He’d just have to suffer through.

After a sip of water, he answered. “I’ve never counted my friends, but yeah, there are at least five of them. Why?”

“I see myself in the five-body blade.”

“Polished metal usually has that effect,” Theo teased.

“Would you be serious for a moment?” Miki sat back in her chair, both hands folded in her lap. She hadn’t ordered a starter, so she just watched him eat. “I’m telling you I want to take on five bodies at once.”

His spoon tumbled to the bowl, splashing soup across his white shirt. “You want to slash five of my friends?”

“No, darling. Come to think of it, I would only need four since I already have you.”

Theo’s eyes sought the exit sign.

“I’m not about to slash anyone. The blade is my inspiration, not my weapon. My body is my weapon.” Tracing the gleaming steel of her butter knife with her index finger, she said, “I’ve always wanted five bodies at once. Five men. You can be one, of course.”

Releasing a nervous chuckle, Theo dabbed at the soup stain with his napkin. “You’re not… I mean, you’re shitting me, right?”

“Not at all,” Miki replied. “It’s perfectly orchestrated in my mind. I’d like to use the timber table, since it’s long and narrow, but still strong enough to support the weight of two men. We’ll need to hang the sex swing overtop so I have enough mobility.”

“How long have you been planning this?” Theo asked, trying not to sound like too much of a prude.

“For as long as I can remember,” she confessed.