by Mia Watts
“Condoms. Fucking condoms. Where did we put the box of condoms?” Jaxon muttered.
“Medicine cabinet,” Parker answered, watching arousal cloud Kei’s eyes. So he liked this, did he? He liked sharing her? She didn’t know if that was a compliment or an insult. Since she was more turned on than angry at the moment, she decided to work it out later. College was a time for exploration, even if they were through their undergraduate studies and nearly out as graduated members of adulthood. It would be like a semester of last hurrahs.
Kei pulled her off the wall, bringing her lacy hips to his jeans. She cocked her brows at him in a silent dare. His answer was to turn her in his arms so that she faced the recently returned Jaxon and the dumbfounded Dan and Henry.
Dan grabbed his shirt and threw it off his body.
“Stop. She gets naked first,” Kei said.
The words at her ear gave her body a needy shiver. Her nipples ached, they pinched so tightly. Her breathing sounded rough to her ears. As naughty as she felt facing down her roommates, about to be completely stripped for them, Kei’s control of her held her in thrall. God, she ached for him to fuck her body the way he was fucking her mind without even trying.
Kei tugged her arms behind her back by linking one of his heavily muscled arms inside her elbows. Her breasts pushed forward sharply. She cried out as he displayed her, and the soft cotton t-shirt felt like sandpaper on her sensitized nipples.
Henry looked like he’d faint. She smiled at him the moment before she rested her head on Kei’s shoulder and gave herself over to anything he wanted to do with her.
Kei’s hand dove between her panties and her pussy. He squeezed and Parker moaned, wanting more. Cold metal touched her belly. She looked to see Jaxon about to cut away Henry’s beloved t-shirt. At the moment, Henry didn’t seem to mind, but she suspected he’d have regrets later.
“Wait,” she said. “Don’t cut it.”
Henry’s glance flashed gratitude.
Kei released her to sweep the shirt off her body before returning her to her trapped arm position. “Good call,” he murmured for her ears only.
Jaxon’s dark hands on her pale belly raised goose bumps on her flesh. Dan dragged Henry over. Positioned in the middle of her four guys, she felt like a goddess—adored and revered.
Dan sank to his knees, kissing her abdomen as Jaxon’s hand lifted to test the weight of her breasts.
“Henry, cut off her panties,” Kei commanded.
She whimpered, the sound strangling when the cold metal blades of the scissors touched her pelvis.
“Maybe she wants to keep them,” Henry reasoned dully.
“Cut them for me,” she said.
He snipped first one side then the other. Dan tossed the lace out of sight, and reaching around to knead her ass, he kept his front row seat to watch Kei’s fingers play over her swollen labia, thread through her strip of hair. “Move your fingers, man. I gotta taste that.”
Kei’s fingers speared and parted her folds. Cool air touched her weeping flesh, and Parker almost came on the spot.
He had yet to touch her clit and Jaxon only stroked the full underside of her breasts. None of them had focused on the parts of her that wanted attention most. She loved it and hated it at the same time. All the hands, the eyes on her body, her private flesh and now—oh, God, now Dan’s tongue rimming her cunt.
Her hips arched sharply. Dan snickered. He shifted positions and lifted her off her feet. Held up by her legs draped over Dan’s wide, naked shoulders and Kei’s arm behind her, her heels swung free.
Dan’s thumbs parted her ass. She had never felt more exposed in her life.
She heard Henry swear and run away. Dan dedicated himself to fucking her cunt with his tongue. Jaxon mouth closed on her nipple and she lost her mind when Kei flicked her clit irregularly, building her orgasm inconsistently until suddenly he pinched it. Parker screamed, bucked against Dan’s face as Jaxon clamped down on her nipple, sucking for all he was worth.
On arms of air, they carried her limp body to Kei’s bed. Instead of hitting soft mattress, she rested against Dan’s hard, fully naked body. She had no recollection of him taking off his clothes, but when her eyes opened, she saw that Jaxon stood naked too.
Henry had returned and with a sardonic grin, Kei handed him two condoms. “Are you hard again?”
Henry nodded.
“Double wrap,” Kei told him. “You won’t feel as much, come slower.”
“Dude, put one on me. I forgot,” Dan said.
Kei frowned and opened a package. Parker held out her hand and he gladly handed it off to her. Squirming a little, she managed to roll it over Dan’s cock beneath her by reaching through her legs.
“Good girl,” Kei praised.
His words should have pissed her off. Instead, they turned her on.
Dan rolled his hips, sliding his cock through her moisture. Parker whimpered. On either side of her, Jaxon and Kei took her legs and draped them over the edges of the twin mattress. Dan reached between them spreading her moisture over her anus. She trembled nervously. She’d never let anyone backdoor her before.
“Wait,” Kei said. “She needs help.” He leaned over her, his hair falling around their faces.
“I’m not ready,” she whispered.
“For this or for Dan?”
“I’m scared,” she confessed with a shaky smile.
Kei’s face softened. “We can stop this.”
“No. I want to. I’m just…”
“Scared,” he finished.
She nodded, surprised to feel tears threaten. His tenderness caught her off guard. She lay spread and arched, had come twice, was preparing to have men filling her every space, but these seconds with Kei left her more raw than any of the others.
“Will you touch me?” she asked.
The weight of his hand rested on her ribs. She sighed. Covering his hand with hers, she moved it up to take her breast.
A smile quirked his lips. “Temptress.”
“Only if it’s working,” she answered.
His hand moved of its own accord, hers still on top. He thumbed her nipple in slow circles that reminded her of the patient hand in her pussy when it was just the two of them.
“That suggests you had a goal in mind,” he rationalized.
“I do.”
“And what goal is that?” he asked.
“Kiss me.”
He gave his head a slight shake.
“Why?” she asked.
He seemed to consider her question carefully. Then giving her breast a gentle clasp, he said, “Kissing you would eclipse my soul, Sakura.”
She’d have asked him what he meant, she was sure she’d have, if he hadn’t caught her nipple with two fingers and if whoever the hell had just started stretching her anus hadn’t added a hot little twist as his knuckled tugged through. Parker nearly swallowed her tongue.
Kei smiled, his eyes crinkling at the outside edges and causing his exotic eyes to lengthen. She loved looking at him. Smooth, flawless skin glowed with health and intensity. Every angle, at this distance, stood out in silken perfection. His lips didn’t just suddenly become face; they were deliberate, chiseled additions to his beauty, edged perfectly and soft tan in color. She could imagine his cock would be the same. The same golden smooth perfection of his shaft and delineated cockhead given importance by its artistry and lines.
She wanted to taste him. His lips, his shoulders, his fine light brown nipples lying flat and oblong on his equally perfect chest, his dipped bellybutton, his cock. He needed to be worshipped—did he know? Is it why he held himself from her knowing she couldn’t possibly live up to what he deserved to have? Kei was deity, not mere man.
He elevated his principles and his mind. He spoke in poetic imagery for fuck’s sake. Eclipse his soul? Did that mean she’d darken his perfection or steal his light? What did it mean?
Her thoughts scattered as another finger added to the first, scissored open on the wit
hdrawal. She gasped.
“Relax and breathe through it. I won’t let anyone hurt you,” Kei promised. “Jaxon, take her other breast,” he murmured.
Instantly, the hot envelope of Jaxon’s mouth closed on her. He took more than her nipple, bathing her flesh, blowing on the wet peak, then covering it again.
“She’s ready for me,” Dan grunted.
Dan’s dick slid through her cream, and then with his hand steadying his cock, he pushed into her ass.
Parker whimpered.
“Breathe, Sakura.” Kei removed his shirt, and she glimpsed more skin she wanted to explore with her mouth. He moved away, or twisted. They were eye to eye and he climbed onto the bed over her head, still shielding her with his hair, but now upside down. Kei lifted her, easing Dan’s entry with the changed elevation of her upper body and she squirmed in need to have Dan move.
Dan shuddered as he finally sank balls deep. She panted softly.
“How do you feel?” Kei asked her.
“It stings a little.”
“That will pass,” he assured her. Kei pressed the flat of his hand down the center of her body.
She arched.
He chuckled. “Patience.”
His reach put his arm along her cheek and she turned her face into his biceps, breathing him in, pressing her lips to the warm, resilient skin without technically kissing him. She rubbed his arm with her lips, heard her own breath quicken. Heard Jaxon’s muffled grumble about the interference with his nipple play.
“Hold her open Jaxon,” Kei said, his voice falling low and deep.
“Open?” he asked.
“Part her folds. Show Henry where he’s going,” Kei clarified.
“I don’t know if I should—” Henry started.
“Do you want to fuck her?” Kei asked, lifting his head.
She could barely see beyond Kei’s hair, but she saw Henry’s Adam’s apple bob. Saw the shadow of his jaw follow suit.
“Then fuck her before one of us decides we can’t wait any longer.”
“Like me, dumbass,” Jaxon growled uncharacteristically.
Kei lowered his face for her. “You’re making out with my arm.”
There was a smile in his voice, but she knew he disapproved.
“Parker, Jaxon is hard for you. What are you going to do about it?” Kei asked her.
“Kei, how do I put it in there?” Henry asked.
Kei groaned.
Jaxon swore. “Seriously?”
Henry had to be feeling self-conscious. Jaxon needed relief, too. “Jaxon,” she said. “Switch places with Henry. I want you to fuck me. Henry, take off the rubbers. When you come, come on my breasts.”
“Fucking hurry up. I can’t stay still forever,” Dan complained.
Parker bit her bottom lip and giggled. Kei winked at her.
Henry’s knee bumped her elbow, and she reached for his hips. Her hand found his cock, but…that couldn’t be right. Kei was watching her confusion. Parker’s mouth went dry. They’d wanted to stick that in her first?
“Fuck!” she gasped.
“Gonna fuck. Soon,” Jaxon promised.
“You wanted a man hung like an ogre to stretch me apart first?” she asked.
Now it was Kei who looked confused. He glanced up and a startled laugh escaped him. “Holy mother of God, Henry. Is that thing on steroids?”
Henry was indeed enormous. He shifted his weight from foot to foot. Parker stroked his cock. Jaxon’s knees sandwiched between her spread thighs and Dan’s legs. He pressed forward and Parker saw stars. Automatically, she opened her mouth wide, as though that would give them more room.
Kei brushed his perfect lips on her forehead. “Breathe, remember?”
“I can’t,” she said. “If I breathe, Jaxon’s cock will tickle my tonsils.”
“Okay, guys, don’t move yet. She needs to adjust,” Kei said.
Parker squirmed, gripping Henry tighter. He made a strange guttural sound and hot, thick cum spurted over her breasts. Parker’s body contracted and clamped down on the two men inside her as orgasm spiraled tightly through her body.
Dan and Jaxon groaned in unison, trying to hang on to their loads. Sweat broke out on Jaxon’s chest. Dan twitched under her.
“Fuck this waiting shit,” Dan said with annoyance.
In retrospect, she heard the zipper. She even heard Kei’s mild protest. But it was the widening of Kei’s eyes, the shock written on his face and the pink tint to his cheekbones that gave her the first clue. Then Dan was moaning and Kei’s eyes sealed into thin black lines with pleasure.
“Dan. Fuck. Dan!” Kei ground out sharply.
“Can’t talk with his mouth full,” Jaxon said, laughing.
Jaxon moved in her. Like Kei, she had trouble remembering which things to feel. Dan must have felt Jaxon start. He moved in opposite tandem of flexing hips.
Henry had yet to grow flaccid, and Parker was glad. She wanted to touch something. Hold on to something, so she held on to Henry’s cock, rolled his balls. With her other hand, she found Jaxon’s torso and explored everything she could.
Kei’s palm, flattened on her belly, pushed down. Parker screamed with pleasure as the limited space her body had for both cocks suddenly condensed. The pressure also elevated her spread mound, forcing her tender, engorged clit to rub brutally along Jaxon’s cock. It nestled in his ticklish short curls then vibrated back up his cock.
Over and over, sensations robbed her of thought and speech. She touched, felt, exploded, kept coming as the boys held out their releases and grunted through her clenching body. Kei’s palm grew slick and his exhalations rasped harshly. The deep groan hitched faster and faster until suddenly Kei shouted, and she felt the trembling of his arms as his cock emptied.
Dan came almost immediately after, and Jaxon two beats after him. She’d been on what felt like a continual orgasm, and now Kei stretched, pinched her clit rhythmically and demanded Henry come again.
He did. Parker cried out, convulsed. The others groaned in watchful appreciation. She fell limply backward. Dan’s arms circled around her, tenderly. Kei backed off the bed and tucked himself away before she could think to look. Jaxon sat back on his heels, his hand soothingly stroked her thighs as Henry shyly disappeared to the bathroom, returning with wet washcloths and a dry towel.
“Here,” Henry said.
“Thank you,” she murmured.
“You’re welcome,” they all said at once, making her giggle sleepily.
Dan cupped her breasts, tweaked her nipples. “When can we do this again?”
Parker groaned.
Chapter Six
Parker tapped the end of her pen on her lip. “Monopolies, monopolies, monopolies. Jesus, where did I see that bit?” She flipped through the pages of a library text, abandoned it and picked up one of the other five she had laid within reach of her on the bunk.
Henry coughed.
She flipped to a fresh sheet in her notebook. Business Principles as a class made her snooze, but there had been that one part about breaking a paradigm of organization that had really spoken to her. “Think outside the box,” she muttered to herself.
Henry cleared his throat. She vaguely noted his glances in her direction. She made a concentrated effort to keep her thoughts to herself so as not to disturb him.
There it is! Making a non-monopolized business venture feel like a monopoly by organizing your company or creating a demand that’s singular in the services you provide. And that would be her dissertation. The how, the why, the unspoken need for the creation of…
Henry sighed loudly and coughed with enthusiasm.
Parker blinked, looked up and focused beyond her racing thoughts to the shaggy-headed roommate by the opposite wall. “You should get some water.”
“Yeah,” he said, twisting his chair eagerly. His pink cheeks and averted gaze had her watching him speculatively. Henry wiped his palms on his jeans several times. Top of the thigh, over the knee. Top of the thigh, over
the knee.
“What is it?” she asked.
Fidgeting fingers and sweaty palms jointly ran through his hair, making his straggly layers slightly less straggly. He had to be the only person for which messing up his hair was an improvement. She grinned at his nervous energy.
“Uh…” he started.
Was he sweating? Must be sex related the way he hedged. “Yes?” she prompted.
“Could you… Would you… I was wondering if… you could maybe teachmehowtohavesex,” he rushed.
Parker pulled the end of the pen out of her mouth on a slow draw. “Didn’t we cover that yesterday?”
He shrugged, scuffed his shoe heel on the carpet.
“I think he means a little one on one time,” Kei said, dropping his book satchel by the door and swinging it shut behind him.
Parker glanced at him, taking in the crisp white polo shirt stretched across his muscled physique and the wide brown belt through faded jean loops, emphasizing lean hips. Her body sang just looking at him.
What does it take to get in that man’s pants, anyway? Then she thought about Dan and decided it took ingenuity, surprise, and apparently a bottom position between his legs. Or maybe she wasn’t being clever enough in getting her point across.
Parker unfolded her pretzeled legs and dropped her pen on her bed. Then walking over to Henry, she snatched Kei’s hand and pulled him with her. “I don’t have all the right parts, but Kei does and maybe he can show you what you need to know.”
Kei took his hand back. “I have to study.” Turning, he retrieved his satchel and, like Parker, took a seat at the head of his own bed.
She frowned. Well, fine. He doesn’t want to play? The he can watch and eat his heart out, she decided.
Henry looked crestfallen.
“Don’t worry, Henry. We can work this out,” she said brightly.
His wide-eyed look and bobbing Adam’s apple expressed his hopefulness perfectly. Parker grinned. When he made to stand, she pushed her hands down on his shoulders.
“We’ll start easy.” She sat astride his legs, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. “Kiss me.”
“Uh, okay.” Henry pressed slightly puckered lips to hers.
