by Penny Wylder
At the same time, Anthony leans up to wrap his arms around me from behind, his hands undoing my bra. I let it fall down my arms, and he whisks it away, tossing it across the room before he returns to kissing his way up my neck, while his warm, strong hands trail across my chest. He takes his time, circling my nipples slowly, tracing the outline of my chest. My nipples are rock hard before he even touches them, lightly at first, a teasing glance.
"I love your breasts," he murmurs against my ear, before catching my lobe in his mouth, sucking it between his lips as his tongue toys with my earring.
I'm so distracted by that that I don't notice what Vin is doing until he has my thong between his teeth. In one smooth motion, he yanks it down my thighs, exposing me completely. I gasp faintly until Anthony turns my face to his and claims my mouth in a long kiss. Vin is kissing his way back up my naked thighs, his stubble sharp on my skin, but his mouth oh so soft. And hot. Heat burns through me, and my pussy tightens with anticipation. The boys' hands are all over me, on my breasts, my ass, my stomach, pulling me toward each of them in turn. I let go, let them do whatever they want to me because everywhere they touch feels amazing.
And I feel hot as hell, naked and spread between them.
Vin nudges my legs apart, and his tongue brushes across my mound, not quite touching my pussy, not yet. I moan, half protest and half desire, and he pauses to grin up at me, those dark eyes glinting.
"Do you want me to make you come first, Cassidy?"
Anthony rolls my nipples between his fingers, breaking our kiss to nip at my neck. "Or would you like me to take you first?" he asks, his lips a smile on my skin. "Your choice."
It takes me a moment to catch my breath, but when I do, I shake my head. "I can't choose. I want you both."
They grin in unison, eyes brightening.
"Right answer," Vin whispers, right before he leans in to suck my clit into his mouth.
I gasp, my back arching, hips pressing forward against his face. His tongue slides along my pussy lips, tasting the telltale wetness, knowing how hot I am for him. For both of them. For a long moment, he just tongues my slit, back and forth, slow and teasing. Soon, I'm groaning and rocking against him with every lick, Anthony rocking with us, his cock pushed against my ass, his hands still working my breasts as he kisses and licks his way down my spine.
Vin finally circles his tongue over my clit, and I cry out as a wave of pleasure rocks through me.
"Right there, you like that?" Anthony whispers.
"Fuck yes," I manage to gasp, breathless as Vin intensifies the pressure, licking me harder, faster. I'm right at the brink, on the edge of orgasm, so close I can feel the pressure build already, my whole body tense, yearning for release.
Then he draws away, smirking.
"Don't stop," I protest, wrapping my hands around his head and digging my fists into his hair.
"It wouldn't be fair to hog all the fun," he counters, eyes still glittering as he sits up to kiss me deeply. I can taste myself on his lips, mingled with his sexy, heady scent, and it makes me even hotter, desperate to come.
Before I know what's happening, Vin lifts me in the air. Flips me over on the bed so I'm lying flat along it. Anthony slides between my legs instead, his blue eyes full of heat as he gazes up my body at me.
Vin, on the other hand, kneels beside the bed and sucks one of my nipples into his mouth, grazing his teeth over my breast ever so lightly as he does. I gasp and arc my hips, which is all the invitation Anthony needs to delve between my legs.
I still have one fist tangled in Vin's hair, but I wrap the other in Anthony's now, groaning as both boys lick and suck at me. Anthony feels different than Vin, his tongue broader, pressing harder against me. It doesn't take me long to rocket right back up to the edge again, moaning desperately as he tongues me relentlessly, going back and forth from my clit to pushing his tongue between my lips, thrusting into my pussy.
"Come for us, Cass," Vin urges as Anthony speeds up.
Finally, it's more than I can take, and I gasp their names as I reach the peak, writhing across the bed, caught between them both, lost in their touches. Anthony slides up my body, lying on top of me as I finish coming, and Vin presses against my side, joining us both on the bed. My head swims at the feeling of both of their bodies against me, and suddenly I'm hungry for more. I want them both as naked as I am.
I kiss Anthony, our lips tight together, and grab at his nice dress shirt, pulling so hard a button flies off. He doesn't seem to mind.
"You want more?" Anthony asks, one eyebrow raised. Beside him, Vin smirks.
"Hell fucking yes I do," I respond. Then I grab Vin's shirt too, and start to undo it, my fingers fumbling.
"Someone's eager." Vin laughs, and gently grasps my wrists to stop me. In one smooth move, he tears the shirt open. Anthony does the same, and all three of us laugh as buttons shower the bed. "Not as eager as I am though," Vin adds, sliding back down against me, even as we both work at the clasp of his jeans.
They flip me onto my back between them as both guys pull their jeans down, their boxers next. My eyes widen as I take in Vin’s naked body, his sharply outlined muscles drawing my gaze straight to his hard cock. He’s bigger than I could have imagined, thick and slightly curved upward, so long his cock almost touches his belly.
“Wow,” is all I manage to say.
Vin catches my hand, gently guiding my fingers to his cock, and I wrap my fingers around him. “Feel how much I want you, Cass?” he murmurs. He feels velvety smooth over a rock hard center, and I marvel at his size as I trace my hand along his length.
Before I can fully appreciate Vin, though, Anthony is beside me, and my eyes widen as I take him in too. His cock is a little shorter than Vin’s but thicker. Anthony’s muscles are cut in a sharp V-line, straight to his crotch, and his cock swollen with lust, on full display. I reach for him with my other hand, and Anthony lets me, a smile in his eyes and on his full mouth as I tighten my grip around him next.
“Tell us what you want us to do to you, Cassidy,” Anthony breathes as he leans in to kiss my neck.
Fucking hell.
Anything.
Everything.
But I know what they want to hear. And what I really want to happen. “Fuck me,” I murmur, tightening my grip on both of them at once, sliding my hand up and down their hard cocks.
Vin sucks in a sharp breath between his teeth, and Anthony moans faintly in my ear as I turn to kiss first one and then the other.
The guys make eye contact over my head, some unspoken decision, and then I feel Vin sliding around behind me, while Anthony sucks my lower lip into his mouth, his tongue toying with mine.
Vin runs his hands over my ass, squeezing tightly, and I moan into Anthony’s mouth. I feel Vin’s hands wrap around my hips and tug me backward, and I fall onto all fours on the bed. “God, you’re so wet,” he murmurs, his finger tracing up my slit.
Anthony leans back to watch, his lips falling from mine, but I’m not ready to stop touching him. I grab Anthony’s waist and pull him toward me, looking up into his eyes as I kiss his stomach, the tops of his thighs, letting his cock brush my cheek.
“You are so fucking hot,” Anthony whispers, running his hands through my hair. “Do you want to suck my cock while Vin fucks you, Cass?”
In response, I run my tongue over his length, tracing the vein that runs beneath his cock, and circling my tongue around his swollen head. I’m so caught up in exploring Anthony that I tense in surprise when Vin presses his cock against my ass, slowly tracing his way down between my legs, letting his cock tease at my pussy lips. I pull away from Anthony to glance down and savor the view of his thick cock, encased in a condom, sliding up and down my slit.
“Fuck me, Vin,” I gasp, tense with want.
“You want me to deflower you?” I hear the grin in his voice even without looking up.
“You want to be our little slut?” Anthony adds, thrusting his hips forward so his cock brushes my lip
s again. I part them and let him slide inside fully now, groaning with pleasure.
“Mmhmm,” I mumble around his thick member, and I love the shiver of pleasure that runs through Anthony’s body.
Then Vin thrusts into me from behind, and I can hardly concentrate on sucking Anthony’s cock because Vin feels so fucking good. My pussy stretches tight around him, a brief spike of pain followed by pleasure at how thick he is, how deeply his cock fills me.
“Fuck, you are so tight,” Vin groans through gritted teeth.
Anthony winds his hands through my hair and tightens them into fists. “Suck me, Cass.”
I trail my tongue along Anthony’s cock and start to sway with Vin’s thrusts, sliding my mouth up and down Anthony’s hard length. Vin thrusts into me, his cock driving deep into my pussy with every slam of his hips against mine. He starts to fuck faster, his hands digging into my hips, and I tighten my grip on Anthony’s hips in response, loving the way Anthony pulls my hair. He starts to thrust against my lips, fucking my mouth at the same rhythm that Vin slams into me from behind. It doesn’t take long before I feel the orgasm building, my belly tightening as my pussy clenches hard around Vin. I moan around Anthony, my mouth full.
“She’s getting close,” Vin says, and I groan again in response, feeling Anthony tense against me.
Then, without warning, Vin pulls out of me. So does Anthony, and I gasp in protest, lifting my head to glare at the guys. But they’re busy climbing around me on the bed, switching places, and my jaw drops as I realize what’s happening. They’re taking turns.
Before I have time to react, Anthony is behind me, where Vin knelt a moment ago. He slips on a condom in record time, and pushes into me slower than Vin at first, letting me adjust to his thicker cock. I moan faintly, but then Vin is in front of me, his cock brushing against my lips, having just peeled off the condom he was wearing. This time when I part my lips to take him into my mouth, I taste sex all over him, and it makes me hot as hell.
Anthony pulls out of me slowly, letting me feel every inch of him, while Vin eases into my mouth. At first I think he’s going to stop, let me take control, but instead, he tightens his hands in my hair and tilts my head back.
“That’s it. Deeper, Cass.” Vin groans deep in his throat as he slides into my throat. His cock touches the back of my throat and my body tenses, but he releases his grip on my hair, touches my cheeks gently instead. “Relax, Cass. Give up control.”
So I do. I let my jaw go slack, my eyes lifting up to watch Vin’s expression as he pushes his cock into my throat, slowly. His hooded, dark eyes bore into mine, and then Anthony slams into me from behind once more, and all three of us gasp in unison. Vin pulls out of my throat, lets me lick and suck at the tip of his cock for a moment before he slides back into my mouth, and Anthony thrusts his hips into mine, his balls slapping against my pussy lips as his cock slides fully inside me.
We find our rhythm faster this time, all three of us moving as one, Vin fucking my throat and Anthony fucking me harder and faster with every second. Before long, the orgasm rises up again, and this time, the guys don’t stop me.
“Come for us, Cass,” Anthony grunts, angling his hips so his cock slides against my front wall, hitting my G-spot dead on. “Come for me.”
I cry out as the orgasm hits me, and Vin speeds up his thrusts into my mouth, the vibration of my lips around him setting him over the edge too. His hands fist in my hair as he finishes, groaning aloud as he comes. I’m trembling, my pussy tightening convulsively around Anthony, and Vin draws back just far enough to free my mouth so I can moan again as Anthony comes inside me, growling as he finishes.
All three of us collapse to the sheets, soaked in sweat, and Vin tilts my chin up to claim my mouth in a long kiss. When we pull apart, Anthony grabs my chin as well, gently turning me to the side so he can kiss me next. We’re a tangle of sticky, sweaty limbs, Anthony’s arms around my waist and Vin’s draped across my shoulders. I don’t know how long we lie like that, enjoying the blissful tingle in our limbs, the heavy scent of sex in the room and our mutual aftershocks, before Vin’s hands slide down my waist toward my hips, and Anthony sits up beside us to trace the outline of my pussy, and we get lost in pleasure yet again…
Six
It’s been a week since my first night with the guys. Every night since then has been some variation on the theme—Vin pinning me against the wall of the dorm room while Anthony jerks off watching us, all three of us moaning so loudly I almost worried that someone would call the dorm monitors; or the next night when Anthony went down on me while I sucked Vin’s cock, all three of us tangled in the sheets of Vin’s bed.
I had a bio mid-term this morning, but that didn’t stop us last night when I got home to find both guys naked and erect, standing in the middle of the dorm room dragging my coat off my body the second I walked through the door. Last night ended with me on all fours, Anthony’s cock down my throat as Vin fucked me from behind, his long, thick cock hitting all the right places with every thrust. I never knew that I could take a cock as thick as his, never mind two at once. But there was something so hot about hearing them both groaning, and feeling Anthony’s cock twitch between my lips every time I moaned around his hard length, or being able to clench my pussy tight and feel Vin jump inside me at the same time.
I was sore all over this morning, but I didn’t regret a second of it. That is, not until I walked into my bio class and sat down in front of a mid-term test full of words I barely recognized. Vin smiled at me over his shoulder, trying to reassure me, but I couldn’t think straight. Couldn’t remember any of the terms on this test—all I could think about was how it felt when Vin came inside me with an animal, guttural groan. The way it tasted when Anthony finished a moment later, and his thick cum coated my throat. The way Vin reached around to tease my already-aching clit until I came too, all three of us collapsing in a sweaty heap on the floor of our dorm, catching our breath until we were ready to do it again…
Those kinds of thoughts obviously didn’t help me ace the test.
Now I’m left staring at my exam results, posted on our class website just a few hours later, feeling a sinking knot form in my stomach. Shit. C-.
That grade isn’t as bad as it could have been—considering how little I studied, I deserved much worse. But it’s not the kind of score that will have me acing this course, or getting good placement in a grad school after this.
When I came here, I swore I’d keep my head on straight. Focus on what mattered, and not get caught up in romances or anything stupid. Now, just a few weeks in, I’m already letting these guys go straight to my head. What is wrong with me?
I can’t keep doing this.
I walk back to my dorm, shoulders sagging. All I can think about, yet again, is the look on the guys’ faces when I walk in. I know just how they’ll seem. Anthony gazing at me with his usual bright sunny smile, tinted with a hint of desire. Vin giving me his dark, brooding bedroom eyes, ready to jump my bones the moment I enter. But I need to talk to them instead. I need to tell them to calm down because otherwise, I’ll flunk out of college long before we can fully live out every dirty dream we want to do to one another.
I just hope I can keep my brain in my head long enough to have that conversation. Because it’s not just the guys—every time I see them, I want to rip their clothes off, run my hands over their perfectly sculpted bodies, let them take me however they want to, whenever they want to…
I swallow hard outside the dorm room door and square my shoulders. Right. Here goes nothing.
I push the door open and step inside. For a moment, I feel cowardly relief—the room is dark, no sign of the guys anywhere.
Then arms wrap around me from behind and I feel a weight on my shoulders. I cry out in surprise, but not before a voice greets me.
“Guess who!”
My mouth drops open and I freeze in place, confused. I know that voice, of course. But how could…?
“Nita?” I ask, s
pinning around to take in my best friend’s inexplicable presence.
“How’s it going?” she asks, beaming.
“What are you doing here?” My head still swims. Last I knew she was on the West Coast.
“I had to come back home for some stuff, figured I’d take an extra Friday off and drop by.” She punches my arm, grinning. “Besides, I was worried about you.”
“Cassidy?”
At the sound of my name, my stomach does another flip, and I turn to find Anthony in the doorway. He’s smiling, polite, but there’s clearly a question in his eyes.
“Hey Anthony,” I say, trying to warn him without speaking to hold his tongue. “This is my friend—”
“Nita,” he supplies with a grin. “We’ve met. How do you think she got into our room?”
Oh. Right. Duh.
“Thanks for that, by the way,” she says, batting her eyes. Then she spins back to me and flashes a wink, hopefully too quickly for Anthony to catch. “Anyway. I wanted to see how you’re doing in person. You know, after that grim text last week. Then I didn’t hear from you all week…”
Over her shoulder, I catch a glimpse of Anthony raising his eyebrows in question. Meanwhile, my mind races, trying to figure out what I last told her.
Oh. Crap. The night after Vin left me in the woods, and I assumed it was because of what I told him. About my virginity…
Anthony is still watching me closely, and I don’t want to get into the full conversation with Nita, not yet. It’s too much to explain. I just shake my head and force a wide, bright smile. “I’m doing good. Sorry, got caught up in school stuff.” Inadvertently, I glance down at the phone in my hand, still open to the page where my exam results show. Unfortunately, Nita follows my gaze, and her eyes widen.
