“Madeline!”
The first spurt of his cum hit my throat and I positioned my mouth so I could swallow it all. He grabbed my head and slammed deep into me, calling my name again and again as his hot seed splashed the back of my throat. A minute later, Jake cursed and pulled out of me, turning me to my back.
“I want to cum all over your gorgeous tits.” He jerked himself off and covered my nipples with his creamy load. Our eyes locked together, stealing my breath. I loved the way he looked at me—in awe and admiration.
They helped me clean Jake’s cum from my chest before they lay down on both sides of me and embraced me. I snuggled against them, feeling safe and content, and before I knew it, I fell asleep.
I was in the middle of a dream when I felt something wet on my pussy that made my clit throb. I separated my legs, still not sure why I felt this amazing sensation, because nothing in my dream had anything to do with it. I cried out and pressed my mound against something, and the pleasure became stronger.
“She’s so wet, man,” I heard Logan’s voice in the distance.
“Suck her clit,” Jake’s voice followed. “Make her come in her sleep.”
Oh. What was happening? Everything around me was a blur, the last vestiges of the surroundings in my dream slowly disappearing, but I still couldn’t move. I felt as if I became wetter, my pussy throbbing even harder, and I wanted to cry out, but nothing came out.
“So tasty,” Logan muttered. “And I just love the smell of her pussy.”
I opened my mouth to moan, but once more, I couldn’t do it. I moved my hands over my body, which was now naked, and cupped my pussy. Just as I pressed into it, I felt someone pressing it too, and I shuddered. My body grew tense with pleasure as they pulled on my clit, and I was too close to erupting into the sweetest pleasure. I closed my eyes and let my head fall back, giving in to the stimulus.
“That’s it. She’s so close. Suck her faster.” And they did. They sucked on my clit roughly, throwing me into delirium, and I let a scream out when I came, finally waking up.
My room was dimly-lit, the only source of light coming from my nightstand lamp, and I saw Jake smirking next to me and Logan looking at me from below. I closed my eyes when a potent orgasmic wave grew more powerful. I sensed Logan move, and then he placed my legs over his shoulder, plunging into me the next moment.
I snapped my eyes open just when Jake covered my breasts with his warm hands, playing with my nipples while Logan ripped through my wet walls.
“You dozed off earlier, but we weren’t finished with you,” Jake said.
Logan leaned in to kiss me, which sent his cock deeper inside of me, and I began losing myself in these simultaneous sensations. His lips worked fast on me, our tongues clashing together matching the speed of his thrusts. I felt overstimulated—Logan’s mouth and cock, Jake’s fingers on my nipples... It became too much, and my pussy gushed with juices, convulsing violently when another orgasm ripped through me.
“Damn,” Logan hissed and rammed me harder, his body becoming tense as he got closer to his release. “I need you to swallow my cum, Madeline. I need to see your perfect lips around my cock again.”
“Ah yes. Give it to me, Logan. I want to taste your delicious sperm.”
He pulled out and came above my face in an instant, already jerking his cock fast.
“Damn! Ah!” He started ejaculating just when I placed my mouth around his head, his hot seed coming out in too many spurts. “So good.” He didn’t move until he emptied himself completely. “You’re too good, Madeline.”
Jake sat so that he was leaning against the headboard and motioned to me to come to his lap. I straddled him and leaned in to kiss him, relishing in the feel of his soft lips on mine. His hands slid down my back and ended on my backside, squeezing my ass cheeks.
“This ass is amazing.” He jiggled it and squeezed it once more. “Ride me, babe. Ride me fast.”
I took his cock into my hand and moved his tip over my clit, crying out when the friction brought a throb of pleasure to my swollen, sensitive mound. We watched as I played with his tip, sliding it up and down, bringing it close to my entrance but never pushing it inside. He growled and dug his fingers into my flesh, begging me with his eyes to impale myself on him.
I chuckled and brought myself down on his cock at once, earning a surprised moan from him. I rode him fast—just what he’d asked for—overwhelmed with pleasure. I squatted above him and brought myself down on him again, feeling him even more intense now. His long, thick dick almost proved to be too much for me in this position, but I couldn’t stop myself from fucking him hard, covering him with my creamy juices.
“Fuck! That’s it. You’re so good, babe. I’m going to cum really good if you keep riding me like that.” His eyes never left mine, his hands on my waist as he moved me up and down, up and down... “Don’t stop!”
Logan’s attention was on the spot Jake’s and my sexes met, and I could see him fully erect already. He looked at me, his eyes clearly telling me how hot I looked, and my insides contracted around Jake. I felt hornier and hotter, moving with no restraints as I rode to another orgasm. I climaxed, my legs convulsing forcefully as the first shocks hit me, and my pussy overflowed with juices.
Jake pulled me up and put my hand on his cock. “Jerk me off.”
I moved my hand fast, making his cock twitch a few times before he came, and his cum covered his stomach.
We ended up snuggling next to each other, our warm naked bodies entwined, and I felt happier than ever. How lucky was I to have these two gorgeous guys all for myself?
15
Madeline
My body hummed. Alive from the inside, my flesh on fire. I could finally breathe normally again, it would be embarrassing if I were wheezing, but just breathing heavily for so long made me tired.
I closed my eyes and let the sensation fall over me. I could still feel the throbbing of my raw flesh, so pounded upon by these two beasts of men. My fingers lulled from how hard I gripped their hair and the sheets and the post of my bed. Everything hurt, especially my inner thighs. I would need a training regimen to keep up.
I was so mad at Logan earlier and I was impartial to Jake. It had been a week and in their defense, I had gone radio silent. But they didn’t call. I think that’s what I was waiting for, stupidly enough. I called in sick but I don’t think she ever told them because of how they interrogated me when they got here.
Mostly they were apologizing.
They want me. They both want me to themselves. I want to be theirs. And they showed me in so many ways. I still felt all the ways now.
I lay between them, tangled in the sheets. Their thighs pressed up on either side of me, their fingers humming along my skin. They communicate with each other in a way, and they always know where to go and where to touch me. I never thought they were attracted to each other, but they don’t mind being pressed up against me and touching. Even now, both their forearms touched as they gripped my waist. It was quite the sensation, feeling both their strengths. Logan has solid muscle that is soft to the touch while Jake has hard muscle that I think could sometimes break me. But even lying against him, my cheek on his hard slab of pec muscles, he was soft. And Logan was pressed into my back.
I could feel his heartbeat on my shoulder. I felt both their heartbeats and I swelled at the emotion coursing through me. If the past week showed me anything it was that I do love them. The both of them, together.
“You both might kill me.” I smiled. I felt them both chuckle.
“Doubtful. We’ve missed you.” Jake kissed my fingers as Logan trailed kisses over my shoulder.
The moment almost turned from restful, or peaceful to desire again. But I was too tired to allow it. If they had the energy they could take me as they please.
“I missed you too. I’m sorry I disappeared. I want to focus—”
I was interrupted by the slam of the door. Sarai! How could I forget about her?
“You h
ave to go!” I shot up quickly and tugged on a shirt. They looked at me, amused. God, how good they look with their messy hair. In my bed. Naked. Can I kick Sarai out?
“Please, get dressed.” I clasped my hands together and stared at them both, I didn’t want Sarai to actually catch me in the act. We are best friends but I don’t know how I will feel with two guys coming out of my bedroom. Two men who just took me hard. Many times.
“Ugh, please.” I snuck out to distract her.
She was in the kitchen making tea, and already had the television on.
“Hey!” I chirped.
She gave me a funny look and smiled back. “Hey, what’s up?” She smiled.
“Um, nothing.” I glanced over my shoulder nervously as she looked me up and down, pursing her lips.
“You look like you just had sex…oh, are they here? Right now!” She shouted. I ran to her and grabbed her arms. “Ew, don’t touch me. Love you, but don’t touch me.” She giggled and stepped back. I smiled at her but realized she was right and moved to wash my hands.
“Yes, they are here so keep it down.”
“So, after a week of nothing they show up and you hop into bed with your band of…merry men?” I let the water run and turned to face her as I took in her tone.
“What is that supposed to mean? What do you mean by that?”
She shrugged. “Nothing. Just they didn’t say anything to you for a week and you’ve just had sex with them. I don’t think they care about you. And from the way you were this past week, this is beyond just having fun for you.”
“Are you judging me?” My throat welled as I fought tears and my eyes stung.
I stared back at her as I heaved. Angry and frustrated at how I came from the middle of bliss to this. I had no idea she felt this way.
“What?” She came towards me and grabbed me by my elbows. “No, I could never. I’m sorry if it seemed like that. I just…I’m worried about you!” She said in a hushed whisper.
“I know…I know.”
“Do you know what to do?”
I shrugged. I sort of knew.
“Maybe. I just know that…I feel like they care about me.”
“That’s enough for me then. I’ll be in my room so they can finish sneaking out.”
She smiled softly and I nodded as she disappeared and shut the door behind her. I took an uneasy breath, still uncertain about how she felt when I went back in the room.
They were both dressed and lacing up their shoes in a tandem manner. It was nice to look at.
“Who was that?” Jake asked me.
“My roommate.” I answered. Logan gave me a look and I almost frowned. Saying of course she wasn’t the one who told people about some rumor. My name was never mentioned anyway. It was all a dumb gossip, but it was still possible. And I wanted to be careful about things.
“Okay. You can kick us out now.”
They both stood. Their presence stretched the room to its limit. They walked past me and to the door as I followed. I inhaled their scent as it permeated the room, I would miss it even though it was everywhere on me. But I would have to shower and then it would still be there.
“We will see you later.”
Logan came towards me first as Jake stood in the open doorway. Sometimes he likes to watch, no matter what we do. He secured my face in his warm, strong hands and kissed me, soft and sweet. I nodded when he pulled away. I crossed the space to the doorway as Jake pulled me to him by my waist and crashed his lips to mine. God, when he kissed me I come apart and seam together all at the same time and it leaves me breathless.
“Oh my.” I whispered as he pulled away. He smirked and chuckled.
I came to just in time to see them wave goodbye and then shut the door.
16
Logan
I sat at my computer coding for hours. It usually relaxed me, but today I was just frustrated. I couldn’t get out of my head. I was always thinking of Madeline. That woman is something else. Beautiful, smart, sexy. She has it all and it kills me.
It makes me afraid more than anything that I won’t be able to resist her. I nearly tore myself up last week when I thought someone really knew about us. I didn’t want that rumor to happen to her, more so than me. There was a lot on my plate and I knew how to handle it, I just didn’t want to.
I let the bustle around the office distract me before I went back up to my private office on the top floor. I had gotten used to seeing Madeline there, but she wasn’t in yet because she was still in class. I was eager for her to graduate so she could spend more time here, but it was still days away for her.
Mostly I wanted more time with her. Oddly enough I never thought of her alone, in theory. Her smooth curves and big beautiful eyes. She looks so innocent and yet she is of the wildest I have ever met.
I enjoy her company and her body just the same, I thought it would never happen with a woman. Every woman I have ever had in my bed just fills space, or warmth. And if it was with Jake that was the only thing exciting about it. But Madeline is more riveting than anything else. She keeps us both on our toes, meeting us thrust for thrust and pushing us to the edge. We fit together and I couldn’t imagine her any other way.
Things were already underway for her start-up. We had meetings booked with PR and financial for days, there was no time to slack off. Last week I was worried about her disappearance but I knew I didn’t do much to help the situation. I couldn’t imagine how she felt the day she called me over and over, especially when I figured out what it was about. I wanted to be there to comfort her but I didn’t want to fuel the fire. I thought it was serious.
Even when I knew it wasn’t I didn’t call her. It was shitty, but at the time I wasn’t admitting to my feelings. Jake wasn’t either but he doesn’t admit to anything. I know I need her, we know we need her.
The numbers on the computer could only entertain me for so long before I gave up. I was ready to call it a day by lunch before I got a phone call from the Dean. He never calls unless it is serious.
Maybe I jumped the gun on the coast being clear.
“Hello?” I graveled. Sounding more tired than I realized.
“Moyer, I need you in my office as soon as possible.”
Fuck. I clenched my fists as my brain ticked to all the possibilities. That damned rumor—well, it was the truth; must have gotten around to him somehow.
“Of course.” I said through clenched teeth.
He hung up.
Shit. I never get scrambled. No matter what business meeting I’m in or who I am talking to I don’t get flustered or even nervous. But now I could feel the beads of sweat on my neck and the moisture forming on my forehead. I fixed up my suit, tightened my tie and headed over to the school. It was a short walk but I would rather drive anyway.
I went to the academic building where his office was and street parked. It was always odd being on the campus, I honestly didn’t look old enough to be one of the professors. The campus was big, so most students don’t even know me. There was always the occasional awkward situation where a student is very forward. I always worry other professors will see something. That’s why I was worried to even be seen with Madeline on campus. I expected it started that day at the coffee shop on campus.
Now the Dean knew and I was prepared for whatever he has to say. In the elevator I thought of it. I could take a leave of absence, or abstain after this semester and say the business just needed more of my attention. I would not let this drag on and implicate Madeline in any way. I cared too much about her, I wanted to take care of her. I have this inclination to just be there for her, even after this short time.
“I need to see the Dean please.” The secretary or assistant or something was a young student, staring at me blankly before she found herself.
“Mr. Mare is in a meeting right now.” I caught what she was saying after multiple stutters.
“I just got off the phone with him, can you check?” I pressed. She glanced at the door and I realized then
she didn’t want to ask him. Not because she was stubborn or anything but because she was afraid.
I smiled softly and nodded. “It’s fine.” I headed straight to the door to knock and she uttered a small protest.
“What.” He called out.
I frowned and entered.
“You asked to see me.” I shut the door behind me and walked over to his desk.
“Yes, sit down.”
I tried to read his face but there was nothing. He was a hard guy, from down south if I remember correctly. His hair is graying but he is big and burly, everyone talks about what a football star he was back in his day. Nonetheless he could probably crush me if he wanted, that’s why it was so hard to tell what he was thinking. Was I fired? Were the police hiding? Surely, they assumed the student was underaged.
I sat down and tried to think of what to say. Should I say something first? Defend myself? Or maybe it would make me just sound guilty. But I held my own, and just sat there with my best poker face.
“I had to talk to you about something and I wasn’t sure how to approach it.”
I knew it. I had to get ahead of it.
“Look, sir. Whatever you heard isn’t true, necessarily.”
“Well, that’s good since I was thinking something entirely different.”
I wanted to tell him we cared about each other, and it wasn’t just me crossing the lines to sleep with a student. It was obvious by the expression on his face that he heard the rumors before. I had to set him straight somehow but in a good way.
“Will the student be implicated?”
I asked him. I didn’t want Madeline to be involved. If it meant keeping everything quiet, I would just quit.
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