The Elliot Silvestri Erotic Reader Volume 6

by Elliot Silvestri

  Moving in close he carefully scraped away the tiny bit of stubble on either side of her landing strip, going up high enough to remove any stray hairs that were unsightly, and low enough to get rid of the ones that didn’t help during sex. When he figured he was done, he looked up at her to see Naomi gazing down at him, a look of contentment and lust in her eyes.

  “Don’t stop,” she said, her voice low and husky. “You’ve gotten me all excited. You need to finish me off.”

  Did it count if he got her off with his fingers? His mouth? Was oral sex actual sex? Was manual sex, sex? Did it matter?

  He slipped his fingers up into her waiting pussy, fitting only three into her, index to ring, while his pinky softly penetrated her anus. She gasped at the unexpected intrusion, but didn’t shy away from him.

  “You like that?” he asked overly aggressively.

  “Fuck yes.”

  His thumb found her clit, swollen and hard. It was easy to rub her that way as she rode on his hand. She was ready to climax and it took him very little effort to make her peak. The only way to stifle her cries of passion was to bite firmly on his shoulder. He didn’t mind the pain.

  “I want to make you cum,” she whispered in his ear as she finished.

  “Not here,” he said. “Not now.”

  He rinsed her off, somewhat to her disappointment, and they exited the bathroom, her first, him a minute later. Only as Will reached his bedroom door did Fred exit his room complaining. “Took you fucking long enough in there. You’d better left hot water for me.”

  Naomi was waiting for him in his bedroom, naked and on her knees. The moment he walked in she pushed open his robe and found his cock, semi-turgid and ready to respond to attention.

  “We don’t have time,” he said to her as her mouth engulfed his cock. As much as he wanted to push her away, he found that he didn’t have the strength and so he allowed her to fellate him for a minute. “There’s always time for a blowjob,” she told him, taking a quick break from sucking to pump his cock for a minute with her hand.

  Will had forgotten how skilled a fellatrix Naomi was. Obviously she had gotten the experience with other men, but the way she bobbed her head up and down on his length, combined with the right amount of suction while cupping his balls and massaging his perineum was too much too resist. Even though he had cum less than half an hour before, he soon found himself climaxing, filling her mouth with his semen, which she happily swallowed.

  Naomi knew how to use just the right amount of pressure to keep remove all the semen from his cock without causing him undue pain. It was an incredible blowjob and he knew if he died right then, he’d be eternally happy.

  When she was done she smiled up at him, got to her feet, drank a little water from the bottle on his desk, and said, “See. No muss no fuss. I think women underrate how much fun blowjobs can be.”

  “Really?” Will stumbled over to the edge of his bed and sat down for a minute.

  “Yeah. I mean, you have a man at your mercy, if you do it right, he really appreciates it, it’s half the effort of regular sex, plus it’s fun to give someone else pleasure.”

  “I’ll try to remember that for my next girlfriend,” Will said. He wanted to go back to sleep, but class was looming. One orgasm in the morning was a great way to start the day; two was one too many.

  Naomi quickly got dressed. She must have grabbed some clothes from her room before coming back to his room to give him the blowjob. “I’ll see you later,” she said and gave he a light kiss on the lips. He could smell his cum but didn’t refuse the kiss.

  It made him wonder if Jim received the same type of kiss from Naomi.

  Chapter Seven

  The week that followed exhausted Will to the point where he was almost wishing for Tuesday to roll around so that Naomi wouldn’t be in his bedroom and his bed every day and night. While their previous relationship had been short and intense, he couldn’t remember having this much sex with her. It was frequent, yes, but now it seemed like she was determined to fuck him beyond the point of exhaustion and into the grave.

  While it was true his course load was heavier than last year’s, he was certain studying wasn’t the reason he was exhausted. It was Naomi’s sex drive. He was certain that though Jim strutted around the apartment the previous week because he had been fucking Naomi, she had to of been the one instigating most of the sex. She seemed insatiable.

  She insisted on sex every morning, of if not sex, then she wanted to give him a blowjob. If he didn’t want a blowjob, she’d insist that he go down on her and make her cum, or at the very least, jill her off so she could start the day on an orgasmic high. If he came home in the middle of the day, she’d often be there and want to have a quickie to tide her over until the end of the day. He usually complied, and they broke the rules on two occasions, having sex in the living room and then the kitchen, because they knew that neither Fred nor Jim would be home anytime soon.

  Once he came home for lunch later than usual and found her on his bed, pants off but her shirt on, legs splayed, and working a vibrator in and out of her pussy. She looked at him when he walked in to investigate the noise. He wasn’t particularly shocked at seeing her like that, but he didn’t know what to do. Naomi stared at him a minute, obviously on the brink of orgasm, worked her mouth like she wanted to speak, but then couldn’t and finished herself off.

  “You should have been here five minutes ago,” she said as she pulled her panties and jeans back on. “I wanted to fuck.”

  “Yeah,” he said with regret he didn’t feel as she hurried out the door to make it to her next class.

  It was the sleep deprived nights that proved to be the most trying. She expected sex when they went to bed together. Will was actually okay with that. It was a good way to unwind from the day and relax so he could easily fall asleep. While Will wasn’t a true insomniac, he often had trouble falling asleep at night. Sex with Naomi helped fix that. The problem was, she would often wake up in the middle of the night and initiate sex again. Because he, like most men, got sleeping erections, they would often be halfway through the act before he was fully awake to what he was doing.

  The next morning it would start all over again.

  The weekend was the most trying part of the agreement. While they weren’t trapped in the apartment, because they were both busy with studying, she was often there and horny. Since she had already fucked Jim and Will, Naomi started to become even more casual with her nudity and while she didn’t parade around the small space naked, she wasn’t the least bit shy about wearing nothing more than panties and a t-shirt, or just a t-shirt if it came down low enough on her hips.

  Tuesday morning Will woke up with Naomi riding on his cock. This wasn’t unusual for her. His hands automatically went to her hips as she rocked back and forth on him.

  “I wanted to give you one last fuck before I have to move into Fred’s room,” she told him as she ran her hand up her chest and played with one of her tits, giving him a little show.

  Will fully woke up and grinned up at her. He was happy because he’d finally get a little rest and not have to provide a constant source of sex for Naomi. That was going to be Fred’s problem for the next week.

  That realization made him grin all the more. Naomi was going to be in for a surprise. Fred had been visibly nervous on Monday and Will knew why. The moment of truth was coming and he was eager to see how it would play out

  He was certain it was going to be a shit show.

  “Why are you grinning like that?” she asked him as her continued to grind her hips on him.

  “I like watching you fuck me,” he said. “I like watching your tits.”

  She paused and squinted at him, evaluating his words. “Uh-huh.”

  “And I’m glad you’re going to Fred tonight,” he said. “It’ll give me a break from your incredible sex drive.”

  Her hips moved faster and she leaned down so he could push his cock in and out of her. “That’s the problem with m
en,” she whispered in his ear. “No sexual stamina.”

  He grinned and held onto her ass as he drove hard up into her pussy, making her cum. “Right,” he agreed.

  By the time he got home from class that afternoon, the few personal items that Naomi had kept in his room were gone. When he walked by Fred’s room, he saw her reading a book but his male roommate was nowhere in sight.

  “Any idea where Fred is?” she asked Will upon seeing him.

  “No. But he’s usually back from class by now.”

  “Huh. I told him earlier I was going to make him that chicken he liked so much from last week.”

  “Maybe you scared him off with that promise,” Will teased her.

  She rolled her eyes at him. “I doubt it.”

  “Did you promise him sex?” Will asked, unable to help himself. “Maybe he heard you fucking me and Jim and got scared away by your…enthusiasm.”

  Naomi was taken aback. It had never occurred to her that Fred, or any man, would be intimidated by her over sexuality. “Do you think I actually scared him away?”

  Will shrugged. “Maybe. But probably not.”

  “He’s not…he’s not a virgin, is he?” Naomi actually felt bad. She had just assumed that all three roommates would be equally eager to fuck her, that’s why she had agreed to their arrangement.

  “I honestly don’t know,” said Will. He hadn’t really considered that possibility, though he hadn’t specifically asked Fred that question.

  “I’ve never fucked a virgin before,” she said, her eyes getting a little dreamy. “Maybe I did scare him off. Fred seems like a sensitive guy. Maybe he’ll be flattered.” She smiled a bit more. “I could show him the right way to do everything. This might be fun.”

  “It might be,” Will agreed.

  “When do you think he’ll be back?” she asked.

  “Why? Are you too horny? Looking for a quick fuck?”

  “No,” she said and then changed her answer. “Maybe.”

  “Jim is always home by five thirty. He’ll be happy to fuck you.”

  “Tired of me already?”

  “No, but Jim’s been mooning over you all week. Usually he has some girl in his bedroom during the week and as far as I know, he hasn’t bothered to even try.”

  “Ugh. No pity fucks from me.”

  “I thought you liked sex with him.”

  She shrugged. “It’s fine. I’ve had better.”

  “His cock too small?”

  “Ha. No. He’s fine in that department. But he’s definitely in it for himself. He told me to be loud so I was—”

  “You always are,” he interrupted her.

  She gave him a sour look. “Only when it’s good. But he acts like he’s performing for someone and he’s only in it for himself. He doesn’t care if I get off or not.”

  “So did I get you off enough?” Will asked.

  Before she could answer, the front door banged open to admit Jim with a girl Will had never seen before.

  “Excuse us,” said Jim. The smell of alcohol then hit Will and it all made sense. Jim must have gotten off work, met the girl at a bar, and brought her home. Or some variation of that. It didn’t really matter. “I just need to show Eileen something in my room.” Will and Naomi stepped aside as Jim escorted his new conquest to his bedroom. He ushered her inside and then stuck his head out into the hallway. With a huge grin on his face he turned to them and said, “I need to show her my dick. I’m showing her my dick in my bedroom. And soon it’ll be in her.” There was a fake angry shriek from the room, followed by a slam of the door and lots of giggles.

  Naomi turned back to Will. “Yeah, you got me off plenty.”

  The door opened a second time and Fred walked in.

  “Speak of the devil,” said Will.

  “What?”

  “I’m going to make dinner,” said Naomi as Jim started up music in his room that didn’t really cover the obvious sounds of sex. “Want to eat?”

  “Sure…?” Fred looked back and forth between them, uncertain what he was missing.

  “Yeah, let’s eat,” said Will. “I’ve got a study group later tonight.”

  Will knew he was avoiding Fred’s first encounter with Naomi. He took a walk around campus for no good reason other than getting out of the apartment. He wasn’t sure if he was avoiding the situation because he was annoyed that Naomi was going to have sex with someone else, or if he didn’t want to deal with the problem once Naomi tried to get Fred naked. Or whatever it was they were going to do.

  He was embarrassed for his friend, for Naomi, and for himself.

  It was stupid, but he didn’t know what else to do.

  Because there was very little happening on campus, eventually Will had to return to the apartment. He dreaded it and practically snuck in, being as quiet as possible. There was music coming from Jim’s room, which was no surprise. Either he was fucking the girl he had brought home or they were done or he was hiding just like Will. It didn’t matter.

  Pausing at Fred’s door, Will could hear some muted conversation coming from the room. It had to be Fred and Naomi, but he couldn’t make out what they were saying. Were they done having sex? Were they building up to it? He had no clue.

  The one small bright point in the whole affair was he could tell they weren’t have sex at that moment—at least the loud sex that Naomi liked to have.

  He snuck into his room, flopped on the bed, and pulled a textbook out of his backpack to tell himself he was studying. He wasn’t studying. He was staring at the words on the page.

  He didn’t even hear Naomi approach his partially open door.

  “Can you come help us for a minute?” she asked. She was dressed in a t-shirt and leggings. The two points on the front of the shirt told him that she was braless under the thin cotton. His cock stirred even though he didn’t want that.

  “What?”

  “Can you come help us a minute?”

  “Help you do what?” he asked suspiciously.

  She rolled her eyes. “Just come into Fred’s room, would ya?”

  With a sigh he followed her into Fred’s room. On the short walk his eyes automatically went to her ass and he hated himself for that. Fred was on his bed, shirt open, pants on, looking terrified.

  “Did you know that Fred hasn’t had sex with a woman before?” Naomi asked after she shut the door. She kept her voice low enough that Jim wouldn’t hear them.

  “You weren’t supposed to tell him!” Fred said, louder than he intended. His face was bright red.

  Will tried to keep from bursting out with laughter. He had suspected many things of Fred…and this was one of them. “Ah…I had my suspicions, but I didn’t know for sure.” Will shook his head. “Just go ahead and pop his cherry. I know you know what you’re doing. I’m sure Fred will be a good student.”

  She rolled her eyes again. “Did you know that Fred’s gay?”

  “I’m not gay!” Fred burst out, his voice rising high enough that if Jim had been listening, he would have definitely heard. “I’m…I don’t know what I am.”

  “He had sex with a guy his freshman year,” Naomi told Will, breaking whatever confidence Fred had sworn her to. “He’s…confused.”

  “I’m probably bi,” Fred said quickly, as if that label was any better than confused.

  Will found that he didn’t care. “I thought you were asexual,” Will said, trying to get out of the situation. “You never dated anyone and…what does it matter to me?”

  “It matters to me,” said Fred.

  Will looked back and forth between Fred and Naomi. She looked a bit shaken, like she didn’t know what she was doing. Maybe this was new territory to her as well. Probably every guy she had slept with up to that point had been eager to fuck her. Confusion in the bedroom wasn’t a skill she had ever worked on.

  “Do you want to fuck her?” Will asked. “That’s the real question here.”

  “Yes,” he said with a touch of over-eagerness that ga
ve Will more than a few doubts.

  “So go ahead and fuck her.” He turned to Naomi. “Just be gentle with him and everything will be fine, I’m sure.”

  “Would you stay in the room while we do it?” Fred asked quickly as Will turned to leave.

  “Excuse me?” he asked.

  Fred’s already red face turned scarlet. “Just to watch us in case I do something wrong,” he muttered.

  For a moment Will didn’t know what to say. While he wasn’t interested in seeing Fred have sex for the first time, nor was he interested in seeing Naomi have sex with someone else, he couldn’t abandon a friend either. And he could just pretend to watch them. Why Fred wanted a man to watch was beyond him, but maybe that’s what he needed to figure out what his sexuality was going to be. It would be not just unkind to say no, but emotionally crippling to Fred as well.

  Heaving a sigh, he said, “Okay, but don’t expect me to join in.”

  End Part One

  Part Two

  Chapter Eight

  Naomi held Fred’s erect cock in her hand as she swung her leg over his hip to straddle his body. His eyes were still screwed tightly shut. That was the only way he could relax enough to enjoy the blowjob she had given him to get him hard. Actually getting him hard wasn’t that difficult. Once his pants were off, she barely had to suck on him at all to make his cock rise like magic. He became rock hard and throbbing so quickly that Naomi was worried he would cum in her mouth.

  Not that she would have minded. That was one of the many delightful side effects of fellatio. Long ago she had learned to enjoy sucking a man off and letting him cum in her mouth, and then swallowing as an extra reward. It would have been fun to taste Fred’s semen.

  But she wasn’t into pleasing just Fred tonight. She wanted sex; she wanted to fuck; she wanted to have his cock in her pussy.