The Elliot Silvestri Erotic Reader Volume 6

by Elliot Silvestri

  That was good enough for Evan. He dipped his hips and I guided him in. My pussy was so used to him at that point that I easily accommodated his cock inside me. Once he was in position, he started pounding away. I locked my arms so I wouldn’t collapse on Bobbi and smother her. She kept one hand on the breast she was nursing from and the other between her legs. I sensed she wasn’t going to make herself cum but she wanted to be on edge while on the bottom of our little pleasure pile. I was fine with that.

  Between—literally—Bobbi’s mouth and Evan’s cock I was quickly pushed up Mount Climax and was ready to take the leap when Bobbi moved her hand from her pussy to mine. Evan didn’t stop pounding away and she managed to rub my clit while fondling his cock at the same time. That’s was did it for me, not the actual sensations, but the thought of my two lovers showering attention on me. Maybe it was selfish, but that bit of selfishness gave me an incredible orgasm.

  It was almost impossible to remain on all fours above Bobbi’s body while I came. Somehow I managed it, but it was almost painful to stay in that position. By the time I was done, Bobbi had stopped nursing from me and was giggling. Evan even stopped fucking me.

  “You came,” she accused me.

  “Yeah. So?” I wasn’t ready for witty repartee.

  “It’s so easy to make you cum, and you’re so beautiful when you’re doing it.” She absently brushed my hair out of my face. My one vanity and sometimes I hated having long hair because it was such a pain in the ass to deal with.

  “Yeah,” I said sarcastically. “Beautiful me and my fat ass.”

  Bobbi’s brow furrowed in confusion but before she could say anything, Evan brought his hand down sharply on my fat ass hard enough to hurt. It was probably going to leave a bruise in addition to the red mark he had assuredly left behind.

  “Hey!” he scolded me. “Quit calling yourself fat. You aren’t some skinny twig, but you’ve got a fantastic fucking body.”

  “You think so too?” Bobbi asked him as she wiggled out from under my massive boobs that were threatening to smother her.

  “Hell yeah,” said Evan as he slowly started moving inside me again. I felt my eyes roll up into my head. It felt incredibly good. He was going to make me cum again if he kept it up.

  Bobbi ran her hand down over my shoulder to my back to my ass and I could feel her eyes staring at Evan’s cock as he continued to rail me. “Me too,” she agreed. “Beautiful with smooth skin and lush curves. I love holding her.” She giggled nervously, but it was fine because Evan quickly agreed with her.

  “Me too.” He shifted his grip on my hips and ass. “I’ve been with skinny girls before, but Holly is much more my type.” He paused and then hastily said to Bobbi, “Not that there’s anything wrong with your body.”

  An uncomfortable giggle came out of Bobbi’s mouth. “That’s fine. I know what you’re saying.”

  “I’m so glad you two can agree that I’m not some unsightly monster,” I said. “But are you going to cum, Evan, or are you going to make me cum again first.”

  This time it was Bobbi who spanked my ass; I sort of liked it. “Don’t be rude,” she told me. “But make her cum,” she said to Evan. “She’s beautiful when she cums.”

  “Do you want me to cum too?” he asked her as he began fucking me faster.

  “If you want,” she said coyly.

  And so Bobbi watched as Evan continued to fuck me. I hadn’t come down fully from my previous orgasm, so making me cum was easy.

  “Oh god, oh fuck,” I cursed.

  “Are you trying not to cum?” Bobbie asked me. “Go ahead and cum. I want to see you cum.”

  So I did. With Bobbi encouraging me and Evan fucking me, it was easy and satisfying. But Evan still hadn’t cum once yet.

  And then he pulled out of me.

  “What the fuck! Keep going. I want to cum again!” Those words just burst out of me. Maybe I was being greedy, but I was still horny as hell.

  “You can keep going,” Bobbi told him. “Go ahead.”

  I looked over my shoulder at Evan. His condom-covered cock was sticking up above my ass and he had a confused look on his face. “I mean…” he said, unsure of what was going on. “You said you wanted me…uh…you said I was supposed to fuck you both.”

  I looked over my other shoulder at Bobbi. That wasn’t exactly the plan. We didn’t have an exact plan. It was just supposed to be a wild morning of sex between three stupid college students.

  I couldn’t read the expression on her face. “What do you want to do?” I asked her.

  Although Bobbi and I had had sex before, other than that I was certain she was a virgin with men. She was probably a lesbian, based on what she had done with me and what she had said to me. I wouldn’t have blamed her in the least if she stopped everything right then and there.

  “I mean…” she started to say. “That’s why you invited him over, right?”

  “Yeah, but…do you want him to watch us or do you want to…” I didn’t finish my sentence.

  “If it’s good enough for you, it’s good enough for me,” she said. “What’s the easiest way to do this?”

  It was disorienting to realize that she was asking what was the best way to lose her virginity.

  “Uh…on your back or on your knees, I guess are you options. Do you want to look at him or not?”

  “Well, you like to be fucked from behind, right?” she asked me as she changed position on the bed, getting next to me in the position I had taken while Evan had fucked me.

  It wouldn’t have been my choice for my first time, but I wasn’t going to second guess Bobbi at that moment. I rolled to my side as Evan moved over and put his hands on her skinny hips. For a guy who professed to loving fat girls, he was awful eager to fuck Bobbi. Maybe it was the variety thing. Maybe he was doing what I thought he wanted. I didn’t know. Even so, I was excited to actually watch him fuck my roommate.

  I reached between her legs, found her pussy, and it was soaking wet. If she was uncertain it wasn’t showing. Her body was ready if nothing else. I bent down and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. “I’ll help,” I told her as I grabbed Evan’s cock.

  “What are you doing?”

  “Guiding you in.” He probably didn’t need the help, but I wasn’t going to let them fuck without my help. Since he was already kneeling behind her there wasn’t much for me to do. His cock was still slick with my pussy juices and Bobbi was ready for it. She gasped once as the head parted her lips and then she moaned deeply as he slowly pushed all the way in.

  “You okay?” I asked her as I let go of Evan’s cock.

  The expression on her face swung back and forth between confused and ecstatic. “Okay, it’s not what I expected.”

  “Can I?” asked Evan. He didn’t wait for permission; he just started thrusting away, but slowly.

  “Okay,” Bobbi breathed out. She grinned at me. “It’s not bad at all.”

  I couldn’t help myself and I gave her another little kiss before reaching down between her legs and feeling Evan’s cock going into her pussy. I wanted everything to be perfect for her so I found her clit and gently rubbed it. “You like this?”

  “Uh-huh.”

  The first time I had sex with a guy—with anyone—it was moderately bad. It wasn’t terrible, but I wanted it to be fantastic. It wasn’t. He got on top of me and shoved it in and banged away until he came. It sort of felt good, but I didn’t cum. I had to go home afterwards and jill off to get the relief I wanted. In comparing first time PIV sex, Bobbi definitely had it better than me. I put my hand on top of hers and she looked at me and turned her head for a kiss before squeezing her eyes tightly shut and cumming.

  “I came,” she announced with satisfaction. I was familiar with her orgasms and new Evan hadn’t shaken the Earth for her, but it had been a good effort on his part.

  “Good!” I said brightly, kissing her, before I pulled back a bit and watched as Evan’s face screwed up into a mask of pain. His fingers tig
htly gripped her hips and held her in place as he finished too. Evan announced his orgasm with a deep sigh, releasing his breath and slamming his cock into her one last time.

  “Goddamn!” he managed to say as he came.

  “Is…is that it?” asked Bobbi, a little confused as to the abrupt end of it.

  “For right now,” Evan answered as he eased his cock out of her and slowly collapsed his body to the now very crowded bed.

  “I think I was expecting something more,” Bobbi said, a little sad and a little disappointed. I think she was really expecting the Earth to shake underneath her.

  “The first time isn’t always the best,” I consoled her, but I was actually jealous. Her first time with a cock was much better than my first time with a cock.

  “It was…it was okay,” she said. Maybe she was just being polite to Evan.

  “I can make it better, I bet,” I told her as I got off the bed and rolled her from her hands and knees to her back. It didn’t take much for her to figure out what I was doing. Opening up her legs, I looked at her pussy where Evan’s cock had recently been. She looked a little red and swollen, but that was also a normal sign of her excitement. With her fair skin and low body fat, any swelling or redness to any part of her body was obvious. The important thing was that she was wet— exceedingly wet—and I could see her engorged clit sticking out at the apex of her slit.

  I could feel two sets of eyes on me as I lowered my face to Bobbi’s pretty pussy and licked her from her taint to her clit, sucking a little on that tiny nub of sensitive flesh before releasing it. She shivered from my treatment. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Evan slipping the condom off his cock while closely watching us.

  “You like that?” I asked her and then immediately set to eating her pussy, not giving her a chance to answer me. She inhaled sharply and shivered again. Maybe she had a little orgasm from Evan’s cock, but I was going to give her a fantastic one with my mouth.

  Bobbi’s eyes fluttered shut and I knew that Evan was intently watching me. He moved around a little as I really began working hard on Bobbi’s clit and pussy. I even slipped a couple of fingers up inside her, searching for that little spot behind her pubic bone that would made her cum if I rubbed it just right.

  I lost myself in her sex. The scent and the taste were irresistible and knowing that Evan had been inside her just moments earlier made me want to make her cum like never before.

  Everything was perfect. Bobbi was writhing around and I knew she was going to cum, when I felt Evan’s hands on me. I was kneeling with my ass in the air on the edge of the bed. Evan was standing on the floor and either he wanted to prove something or he was just horny.

  If nothing else he was horny because I felt his cock between my legs and then it was up inside my pussy. It wasn’t distracting to eat pussy and get fucked at the same time; it was just a little different than what I was used to. I must have momentarily paused because I was looking up at Bobbi over the tiny swell of her barely there tits when she opened her eyes.

  “What’s the matter?” she asked me.

  I lifted my face from her pussy. “Nothing,” I told her. “Evan’s fucking me.”

  “I can see that.”

  And that was the end of that conversation. She closed her eyes and let her head fall back. I reapplied myself to her pussy. Evan slowly and steadily started fucking me.

  I curled my middle finger up inside Bobbi and she announced her orgasm with a high pitched whine and a little gush of liquid from her pussy. I lapped it up, not knowing what else to do and laid my head on her thigh as Evan continued to pump away. It didn’t take me much longer to cum. My body clenched up and there was the lovely release of everything as Evan had his way with me.

  “Are you going to cum again?” I asked him, twisting my head around.

  He shook his head and pulled out of me. “No. Not yet.” His grin was definitely the shit-eating sort. “I want to savor this.”

  “I bet you do,” I said as I crawled up on the bed and flopped next to Bobbi. “But I need a break.” I cuddled up next to my girlfriend while Evan slowly eased himself onto the bed on her other side, making us the bread in a Bobbi sandwich.

  Automatically my hand went to Bobbi’s breast. I liked holding her tiny tits, fondling the little nipples she sported. I wasn’t doing much of anything but after a minute Bobbi almost whined, “You guys have got to stop that.”

  “Stop what?” I asked innocently and opened my eyes. My glance to her chest showed that while I was playing with her right breast, Evan was playing with her left. She was probably more fired up than she wanted to be.

  “Stop playing with my tits.”

  She didn’t sound like she wanted me to stop. I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to keep things going. “Okay, how about I play with your pussy?” I took my hand from her breast and moved it down to her pussy. There was a brief attempt at closing her thighs and keeping me out, but she wanted it more than she wanted to admit out loud. Once my hand curled around her thigh, she parted her legs and I slipped a pair of fingers up inside of her. Apparently torturing my lovers was something that I liked because I found myself lowering my mouth to her tit and sucking it, rolling the little nipple between my teeth and gently nipping it.

  Bobbi groaned in frustration. She was loving it, I was sure.

  Evan joined me in sucking on her other tit and we glanced at each other over Bobbi’s chest. I broke my latch on her and kissed Evan on the cheek. He turned his head and we kissed for a moment, giving Bobbi a moment’s respite.

  “Do you want to cum again?” I asked her, wiggling my fingers inside her pussy.

  “Uh-huh,” she panted.

  “Let’s see what we can do,” I said and nodded at Evan. He put his mouth back on her breast and I did the same while manipulating her pussy. It didn’t take long before Bobbi essentially did a back bridge as she came, once again giving off her whining cry of passion.

  “I love making you cum,” I told Bobbi. She just nodded. Maybe she was a well-conditioned athlete, but she was soaked with sweat and exhausted.

  “I just need a moment,” she panted. A second later she passed out…or maybe she just went to sleep. I don’t know.

  “It’s crowded,” I said and struggled out of Bobbi’s bed, staggering over to my own. Evan didn’t move. From across the room they looked perfect together, two beautiful people with perfect bodies. I was jealous. But I still wanted Evan to fuck me.

  And I must have drifted off to sleep, because the next thing I knew it was hours later, judging by the angle of the sunlight slipping between the blinds, and Evan was getting into bed with me.

  “Hey,” he said.

  “Hey.” I kissed him, He was still naked, but so was I. Automatically, my hand reached for his cock.

  “Hey!” he said, slightly alarmed at my aggressiveness.

  “I’m still horny,” I explained. He wasn’t hard. Not yet.

  “Are you hungry?” Bobbi asked. She was standing naked in the middle of the floor, stretching toward the ceiling like she often did before a run. Her body was perfect.

  “Yeah, I haven’t had breakfast or anything yet.” It was close to noon.

  “Can you wait a minute or two?” she asked as she finished stretching and knelt down next to my bed. “I’m pretty sure you’re full again.” Her mouth went to my breast and she latched on to the nipple. As usual my milk let down right away and I sighed pleasantly.

  Feeding Bobbi was natural to me. When Evan latched on to my other breasts and started feeding, I realized that maybe breast feeding was perfectly natural, but with two lovers it was incredibly erotic and sexy at the same time.

  I didn’t need either of my lovers to touch my pussy. I had three pleasant little orgasms only from my tits.

  “Too much,” I said. “Too much.” I pushed them away. But it was fine. We needed showers and food.

  Chapter Eleven

  We skipped shower and headed to the dining hall. I was starved and Evan didn�
�t have a change of clothes on him. I felt like everyone’s eyes in the dining hall were on us, but on a Sunday morning, no one was noticing anything. It was just three lovers getting carbo-loaded in order to go back to their dorm room for some more sex.

  Evan was staring at Bobbi’s nearly flat chest as I worked on the dining hall’s signature Sunday morning plate of double waffles. I had no shame. “If we both sucked on her tits long enough,” he said in a soft voice that wouldn’t carry, “would she start to lactate too?”

  I glanced at him. “Yeah, if we did it long enough over a period of time.” I shook my head at him. “But why?”

  He rolled his shoulders. “Just curious.”

  Bobbi eyed him. “Don’t get any ideas.” She kept her voice low. “Holly supplies me with milk for health reasons. This isn’t about sex.”

  My lactation was supposed to be about helping Bobbi succeed on the track team. I had turned it into a sex thing. I preferred it to be a sex thing.

  “Are we not going to talk about this then?” I asked her, but also Evan. We were either ignoring or dancing around the issue.

  “Talk about what?” Bobbi said so softly I barely heard her. The noise of the dining hall and our distance from everyone else kept our conversation private. She was being overly cautious for no reason. We hadn’t done anything wrong.

  “About what just happened in our room,” I said carefully. I wanted to talk about it because it was the hottest thing I’d ever done. I was ready for more.

  Bobbi glanced around nervously and leaned forward. “Not here.”

  Evan looked like he wanted to say something, but then thought better of it. Instead he leaned back and changed the subject. “I’m having trouble with the Human Bio lab for this week. Can you help me out with it?”

  And with that the tension slowly slid away.

  Evan walked back with us from the dining hall to my room. He claimed to have left his jacket there. I didn’t remember him wearing a jacket, but I wasn’t focusing on his clothes when he came through the door. Or rather, I was focusing on getting his clothes off him when he came through the door.