by Sadie May
My body shudders, pleasure streaking through me and I grasp him harder, my legs clutching around him and pushing the tempo faster.
Casey jerked his hips and his cum starts streaming down my throat as I swallow it down. His moans are matched with Mike’s and I can feel him twitching too.
My own orgasm rips through me and I spasm around Mike’s cock, tightening and pulling every last drop of cum out of him and into the condom.
He collapses next to me, pulling my body against his and Casey rests against my backside. I’m so warm, cozy, and spent that my heavy eyes drift off to sleep.
Chapter Four
I wake with a start to find myself in a pitch black room. I’m so warm, despite being naked and uncovered, that I furrow my brow. But as my hand reaches out, I hit the solid mass of another body and it all comes flooding back. I’m in Mike’s bed, sandwiched between Mike and Casey.
“Everything all right?” Mike whispers, sounding sleepy as Casey snuggles me closer.
“Yep, fine,” I kind of chirp as I start scooting off the bed.
“Where are you going?” Casey asks sleepily, his hands gliding over my skin.
Okay, I’m not going to lie, I was thinking that I might sneak out. When we’re having sex I can forget that my heart is getting involved and just focus on other pleasures. But in these moments, I start to get jumpy. Because it’s like watching an accident coming at you. And I’m just standing there waiting for it to happen, not moving and not getting out of the way.
Suddenly I think, man, I need to run.
“I’m just going to the bathroom,” I mumble. But several problems become immediately apparent. First off, I don’t have any clothes on, which means peeing naked. And second, I don’t know where the bathroom is.
It only adds to my feeling of unease and I cross the bedroom, my eyes adjusting to the low light. Once in the doorway, I can see the stairs to my right. I stand still for a second, wondering which way to go, what to do.
I could slip down the stairs, grab my clothes and be gone. But it’s the middle of the night. Can I even get into the Kappa house?
“Hey,” Casey whispers in my ear from right behind me, his hand resting on the curve of my hip. “Bathroom’s right there.”
There is a door on my left and another straight ahead but he reaches around me and pops open the bathroom door.
I nod as I slip inside. I can see my way around more or less so I don’t turn on the light. It makes being naked less awkward. But I do wash my hands and face when I am done.
As soon as I open the door, I look down the stairs right in front of me. I could just walk down them. Grab my clothes and sneak out before they even realize. Avoid the impending crash. But Mike steps into the doorway and holds out his hand to me. “Feel better?”
With a nod, I place my hand in his and he pulls me back to the bed. “Sorry, I woke you both up.” I swallow.
“No worries,” Mike winks at me and I realized they’ve pulled down the blankets. It does look terribly inviting but before I’ve made the decision to stay or go, Mike sweeps me into his arms and places me in the center of the bed. He crawls next to me, and his body snuggles into mine. Casey settles on my other side as he pulls the blankets over us. I’ve got to be honest, I’ve never felt safer in my entire life. I’ll worry about the heartache tomorrow. Tonight, I choose to live in suspended disbelief.
But the next morning I can’t pretend not to be worried and both guys can sense my concern. They keep giving me sidelong glances as I pick my clothes up off the ground and grab up my things.
I give them a wave as I head for the door. Casey is next to me before I’ve even made it two steps. “No kiss goodbye?” he asks.
I give him a small smile and stand on tip toe to give him a peck on the cheek. But he turns to capture my lips. “We’ll see you tonight.”
I give a nod. Our final tutoring session.
Mike comes up next to me on my other side, “I’ll walk you back to the house.”
“You don’t have to,” I quickly add. I don’t know how much longer I can fake fine.
He gives me a long look. “I want to.” His hand is at my back as we walk out the door.
We’re quiet at first. But he pulls me closer. I can feel his eyes assessing me still. Finally he stops walking and his hand puts pressure on my waist to do the same. “There are a lot of girls who are eager to fool around with me and Casey,” he starts in a low voice. “But not very many of them are girlfriend material.”
I look up at him then. “Is that what you are hoping for? A girlfriend to share?”
His eyes are searching my face. “Yes, ultimately. But we understand that it might be a lot for someone to take on, emotionally. That that person might need time and space to figure everything out.”
I swallow. Lucky girl, whoever she would be. “That’s very thoughtful of you.” But tears are kind of pricking my eyes. I have to stop doing this because I am torturing myself.
Mike starts walking again and we were almost at the house. “It might help you adjust if you talk about how you’re feeling,” he whispers close to my ear. “I promise nothing you say will drive us away, even if you tell us you’re totally freaked out by dating two guys at once.”
It was my turn to stop, my mouth was hanging open. “You’re talking about me. I’m the girl you both want to date?”
His eyebrows dew together. “Of course. Who else would I be talking about?”
“I thought,” I take a breath. “I thought I was just the tutor you were fucking while we studied. You said it was an exchange of services.”
I hear his breath hiss. We’ve started moving again and now we’re in front of the house. “Is that why you’ve been so withdrawn? It’s just sex to you?”
Now my hands are on my hips. “You’re accusing me? You’re the ones who set the parameters. I’ve been all twisted up because I was getting emotionally involved with two guys who told me they wanted to pay me for tutoring with sex.”
Some of my sisters come out of the house and there I stand, hands on my hips. Mike looks down at me with a shocked expression. His eyes flick to them and then lock on mine. Holding my face between his hands, he dips his lips down to take mine in a long, slow kiss. I hear the catcalls but I ignore them, barely able to think about anything other than the feel of his lips on mine.
“Saying that was a mistake. I just didn’t realize how bad of an error it was.” He kisses me again. “What time do you finish class?”
I blink. “I should be done in the lab around six.”
“We’ll meet you there so we can talk.”
“We’re talking now.” I huff again. Mostly because every time I start to feel like I am getting this figured out, it gets weird again. He is going to leave me standing here with just as many questions.
“I know. And I am so tempted to say everything but I want Casey to be part of that discussion too. That’s part of what makes this hard.” He kisses me one last time and then turns around to leave.
When I enter the house, I close the door behind me and then lean against it. My eyes close as the heels of my hands press into them. What am I doing?
They can’t really want to date me. Both of them and just me? I am plain old Clarissa and they are super sexy jocks. They could each have multiple girls at their beck and call.
“You look like shit,” Morgan purrs. I don’t remove my hands. I already know what the shit-eating grin on her face looks like.
“Thanks. Just what I needed to hear.”
I hear her heels tapping towards me. “Have you considered becoming a lesbian?”
“What?” My head snaps up then, my eyes shooting daggers at her.
She brushes my hair back from my face. “You lick good pussy.” Her grin spreads wider. “You might be the sexiest girl I’ve ever met and I am pretty damn sexy. Plus, with women, you are super confident.”
My breath rushes out, because she’s right. I am far more sure of myself around other women than I am
with men. “I can’t help it. I think I’m fucking things up with Mike and Casey but I just can’t believe they both want me.” And then, color me surprised, I spill my fucking guts to Morgan of all people. I tell her about the things I’ve done with Mike and Casey. The stuff they said, how I was trying to just have sex but my feelings were getting in the way.
What’s more, she just listens. No snide comments, no snide grin.
When I’m done she cocks her head to the side. “They have feelings for you.”
“How do you know?” I bite my lip feeling anxious.
She rolls her eyes. “See, no confidence. Guys don’t put out romantic dinners, beg you to stay the night, and walk you home if they don’t care. If it’s just sex, they kick you out after and then don’t call.”
“But I’m tutoring them, they have to call.” But part of me wants to believe her. Really, really wants to believe her.
She rolls her eyes again. “Yeah, but they are not required to double snuggle you all night. Jesus Christ, that must feel amazing.” Something akin to hesitation flashes in her eyes. She takes a deep breath. “Look, I fooled around with them a little freshman year.”
“I know, Mike told me.” I nod.
Her head snaps back. “He told you?” Then she gives it a shake. “Listen, if he is disclosing shit like that then he’s crazy about you. But anyway, we never snuggled. Or had dinner. No one walked me home or got my coat to make sure I wasn’t cold.”
“Maybe they were just younger?” But hope is starting to bloom in my chest.
“Maybe,” she shrugs. “Or maybe you’ll fuck it up by trying to protect yourself so much you never really open up to them.” Then she taps me on the shoulder. “Now would you stop blocking the door? I’m late for class.”
I give a little chuckle, and then step aside. “Thanks Morgan,” I say.
She opens up the door but as she is about to leave she looks around the door once more. “Look, don’t tell anyone that we had a fucking heart to heart, all right?”
“Don’t worry,” I cock an eyebrow at her. “I won’t let anyone know you’re not a complete bitch.”
She laughs, long and hard. “I like you, you know that?” And then she is gone.
But her words stay with me the whole day. I can barely concentrate as I think of Mike and Casey. Instead of going to the lab, I just head back to the house, texting Mike to meet me there instead.
When I get through the door, I sprint upstairs, wanting time to freshen up my makeup. I want to look good tonight.
I am just applying gloss when there is a knock at my bedroom door. “Come in,” I call as I run the brush through my hair one more time. My tight jeans and silky tee highlight my curves. I’m wearing another pair of boots, taller with a nice heel.
I open the bathroom door to find Mike and Casey standing in my room. The two of them dominate it, fill it completely and the sight takes my breath away. They are so hot. No wonder I’m not confident.
“Hi,” I breathe, butterflies in my stomach.
“Hey,” Casey approaches me first. His hands are on my cheeks and he pulls me in for a soft kiss. “You look beautiful.”
My hands reach out to the flat of his stomach, pressing against the six-pack I know is under his shirt. “Thank you,” I murmur just before he kisses me again.
Mike is next to us and he takes one of my hands from Casey’s stomach and laces my fingers through his. Casey lets my face go, and Mike pulls me in for a kiss next, though my other hand is still resting on Casey’s stomach.
The kiss with Mike is longer, almost desperate, but it’s Casey who starts whispering in my ear. “We wanted to wait to have sex with you because we wanted you to know how special you are. We just couldn’t help ourselves.” He slides behind me then. “But we want more from you than casual, Clarissa.”
Mike lifts his head. “A lot more.” His eyes are burning into mine. “We’ve never had this with anyone. You tell us what we need to do and we’ll do it.”
I catch my breath, unable to speak for a moment but when I do, I manage to say, “I want both of you, in my bed, right now.”
Those doubts I have been pushing down are gone. They want me. And it’s for more than a short hookup. I might get my heart broken but at least I’ll have tried.
At those words their hands are everywhere as the three of us shuffle towards the bed. I’m so lost in Mike’s kiss, his lips devouring mine, that I don’t even realize Casey has been stripping off my clothes. His hands grab my ass cheeks and I realize I am naked from the waist down.
Mike breaks away and starts working on the top half of my clothes. I turn my head to see Casey strip off his shirt. Once Mike has my tee off, he strips his shirt off too. My hands are on the button of his jeans and I have them undone and down around his ankles in record time. Dropping to my knees, I plant my tongue at the base of his cock and lick up like a popsicle until I reach the head and then I suck it deep into my mouth. I’m desperate to taste him. I hear him groan and I look up to see his eyes half closed, his breathing heavy as he looks down at me.
“Fuck,” he grunts as one of his hands tangle in my hair.
Casey is behind me, and he must have knelt down because his hands are moving my knees apart, spreading me open. I oblige, looking down to see his face between my legs. Reaching out his tongue, he licks me and it’s as though an electric charge fires through my pussy. I’m vibrating it feels so good.
His fingers find my opening and his tongue is working my clit. An orgasm is already building. I suck Mike in deeper, working him in and out of my mouth. I can feel his balls tightening, his movements becoming jerky.
Just as I am about to suck him in deeper, he pulls away. “Not yet,” he pants. Then he circles behind me and pushes me forward so my hands and knees are on the carpet, my ass exposed.
Mike’s fingers are sliding down my crack even as Casey keeps working my pussy. He starts to circle the opening, and then slowly, begins to insert a finger.
I tense, not expecting it but he leans over and whispers in my ear. “Relax, sweetheart. I’ll make you feel so good.”
I do and as he pushes deeper, a feeling of fullness overwhelms me. It feels so good. I groan, wanting more.
“Do you want me to stop?” he asks, his lips still close to my ear.
“No,” it comes out as plea. “I want more. I want it all. I want both of you inside me.”
They both pause. Casey stops and looks up at me. “Are you sure?”
“Yes,” I hiss.
There is a frenzy of activity behind me as the rest of their clothing is removed and they both roll condoms down their cocks.
I don’t move, staying on all fours with my ass in the air. Casey slides back underneath me. He nips at my clit as he goes, sending shivers of need racing through me, but he keeps going, till we are face to face. He pulls me down to kiss me and I can taste myself on his tongue in a way that makes me wild. I swirl my hips and it pushes his cock deep inside me.
We both groan. I feel Mike above me, his hands spreading my ass apart. His cock is at my opening and it burns a little but I’m distracted by the feel of Casey sliding into me again.
Slowly, he enters me and any pain is quickly replaced by pleasure unlike any I have ever known. I feel full and complete, the pleasure making me tremble. I cry out their names and my back arcs as my head goes back to push them even deeper inside me.
This isn’t going to last long because an orgasm is already barreling towards me. My moans grow louder as they rock in and out of me.
I reach one arm back to wrap around Mike, trusting them both to support me. One of Mike’s arms reaches around my shoulder, crossing my chest to hold me close while Casey holds my waist on the other side. Both are grunting my name as they push into me faster, deeper, climbing to heights I never even imagined.
I can’t take it anymore, and I yell out their names as my muscles clamp down on their cocks. It sets off a chain reaction and I feel their cocks twitching inside me as they r
elease a torrent of cum.
We collapse into a heap of tangled limbs and heaving bodies. I’ve never been so sated in my life. Their hands are touching me again. Combing back my hair, caressing my hips, smoothing down my arms.
Mike’s lips are pressing tiny kisses along my neck and spine while Casey peppers my cheeks and forehead with his lips.
That’s when it really hits me. Morgan was right. Guys who only want to fuck you don’t caress you like this. These guys care about me. My heart wants to burst.
“Are you all right?” Mike whispers behind me.
“I’m a little disappointed,” I whisper with a grin. Both of them still but I give a little giggle and they both relax. “I wanted to christen the bed.”
Casey gives a howl of laughter and Mike chuckles behind me. “Holy shit, you’re right. We couldn’t even make it the extra three steps.”
“See what you do to us?” Mike caress my side, following the line of my waist down to my hip. I feel his cock swelling against my ass cheeks once again.
I give him a playful swat. “You’re going to have to wait for a round two after we study. Big test coming up, remember?” I take on my teacher voice. “You want to do well tomorrow.”
Both of their cocks go rigid. Casey’s hand shimmies between our bodies to stroke along the lips of my pussy. “If we get a high score, do we get a reward?”
“What kind of reward?”
Mike has reached around to play with one of my nipples. “How would you feel about dressing in a pencil skirt, glasses, and a nice bun? Our teacher could tell us what good boys we’ve been.”
My breath quickens. That sounds super hot. “Better get dressed and hit the books. We’ve got a fantasy to play out.”
Epilogue
I survey the pile of boxes around me as a spring breeze ruffles the curtains of the open window. It’s a small pile, Mike and Casey have loaded most of them into the moving truck.
