The Elliot Silvestri Erotic Reader Volume 6

by Elliot Silvestri

  “I want to fuck you,” he said to Naomi.

  “I want to see Fred suck you off,” she replied.

  “Can’t we do both?” he asked.

  “Maybe,” she promised. He noticed her hand was inside her panties. She withdrew her fingers and sucked on them. “I’d let you fuck me first, but you’d probably just blow your load and spoil the fun.”

  She backed away from the two men, flopped on the bed, and struggled out of her panties, tossing them aside. Her knees went to the ceiling and her fingers went back to her pussy, teasing and rubbing her clit. “Will you?” she asked Fred. “Let him fuck me. Let him make me cum. Then I want to watch you finish him off.”

  Will didn’t know if this was all part of their plan or if they were making it all up as they went along, but when Fred stopped sucking him off, he knew he had to go to Naomi.

  Climbing on top of her body, she guided him into her. As always her pussy was hot and wet. It was amazing; she was constantly ready for sex. Will’s previous girlfriend—not that Naomi was his girlfriend—needed a lot of warm up and foreplay to be ready for sex, on the too few occasions she actually wanted to have sex with him.

  “Make me cum,” she encouraged him, bending her legs upward, letting him thrust deeper and harder into her. It wasn’t the size of his cock or the deep thrusts that did it for her. It was the impact of his body on her pussy, the vibrations that reverberated through her body, but especially the ones that were centered on her clit…those were the ones that made her cum. Will had showed a special talent in hitting her in all the right spots.

  Balancing himself on his forearms, Will started thrusting harder and faster into Naomi. She grinned up at him with satisfaction. “Make. Me. Cum!”

  He slammed his body into hers as hard as he could.

  It was what she wanted and needed. Her body twisted and her legs went around his waist, hooking together at the ankles, and squeezed him hard.

  He hated to do it, but Will thought about his ex-girlfriend. She hadn’t been a terrible person, she was nice. But she was terrible in bed. Sex with her had been at best dull, at worst…terrible. He focused on the terrible moments. That made the impending orgasm wilt away.

  Naomi refocused on Will’s face. Her orgasm had left her happy. “You didn’t cum,” she told him.

  “I wanted to make sure you came first.”

  “Liar,” she laughed. “You want Fred to suck you off, don’t you?”

  Will said nothing. He didn’t know what to say.

  Naomi laughed at him. “You’d have rather cum in me, but you’re trying to make me happy.” She kissed his cheek. “Thank you.”

  “For what?” Will was confused.

  “For trying to make me happy.”

  “I do what I can,” he said, somewhat recovered from the confusion of the moment.

  “Do you know what will make me really happy?” she asked.

  He knew. But he didn’t want to say the words. He let her keep talking.

  “I want to watch while Freddie sucks you off.”

  It was too much to ask. Almost.

  Will levered himself off her body. He would have been happier to have kept fucking her, to make her cum one more time, to let himself cum, but he wanted to keep her happy. He wanted to make her happier. If watching him get sucked off by Fred was what worked, then he’d do that.

  Stupidly, he realized he would do anything for Naomi.

  Fred was either down with the plan or he didn’t care or he just loved sucking cock. Maybe all three. And while it might make things difficult for the roommates later on, Will had to go along with what they wanted. Fred grabbed Will’s cock and resumed sucking and Will remembered how good Fred was at sucking cock.

  “The jocks and bros have it wrong,” said Naomi as she watched them. “Two guys having sex is fucking hot and fucking manly.” She was still on the bed, legs sprawled, her fingers back in her pussy, gently rubbing. “Keep going. Make him cum.” Her fingers got busier and busier. Will watched her masturbate while Fred sucked him off. This he could do. It didn’t matter who was sucking on him. He was still having sex with Naomi.

  When he finally did cum, it was so good it actually hurt. Fred kept sucking. With each spurt that filled Fred’s mouth, the other man swallowed. It was almost too much. Will wanted to fall to his knees, but in the small room, cramped between the bed and the desk with both Fred and Naomi watching, there was no way for him to fall down anyway.

  “That was the best blowjob I’ve ever gotten in my life.”

  Chapter Eleven

  Strangely, things didn’t get awkward or uncomfortable in the apartment. Over the next few days, Jim brought home two different women, one of which Will had seen before. Naomi continued to sleep in Fred’s room, which Fred didn’t seem to mind, but even so, they invited Will into their shared bed every night. It was strange, because sharing a woman in this way seemed very wrong to Will, but he wasn’t going to pass up the opportunity to continue to fuck Naomi.

  She wasn’t shy about anything and relished everything their little group did in Fred’s bedroom. Her praise of Fred’s large cock sometimes grated on Will’s nerves, but she seemed to enjoy sex more with him rather than Fred. She insisted that Will watch while Fred fucked her, which at first he found uncomfortable, especially when she held his hand, but quickly got used to it. Then just holding his hand wasn’t enough. She had to have both men at the same time and the easiest way to do that was to have one fuck her while she sucked off the other. Sometimes that didn’t work and she offered up a handjob instead. Neither Fred nor Will complained.

  When she asked if either of them ever tried anal, they both quickly said no. her reply confused Will. “Huh. That’s too bad. I think you two would be great at it.”

  “What?”

  She looked at him with the sly confident look that always made his stomach quiver. “I’ve done anal in the past with other guys, but I’ve never done it with two guys. You know, one in the back and one in the front.” She shifted her gaze to Fred who was lying on his back staring at the ceiling. He was spent; his cock lay limply against his thigh. “Maybe that’s the final act that’ll make me…that type of woman. It’s one thing for a porn start to take a guy in her ass and a guy in her pussy at the same time, but someone like me…” She trailed off, not completing the thought. Will got the impression that she’d like to be thought of as that type of woman.

  “Do you want that?” asked Fred. He didn’t seem terribly interested, but was only curious because she brought it up. Why would she bring it up unless she was interested in doing such a thing?

  “Not really,” she said dismissively. “I mean, I’m not saying no. But I’m tired right now and it’s the sort of thing that takes a lot of planning and coordination, right?” They had just finished having sex and Will doubted he’d be able to get hard again that night, let alone have enough endurance and skill to fuck Naomi the way she wanted. The way she deserved…

  Fred got up to go to the bathroom. He didn’t even bother to put on a robe or otherwise cover up in any way. That made Will wonder what Jim thought about him and Fred fucking Naomi. Did he care? Was he just waiting for it to be his turn again to have her alone? Was he upset that he didn’t get invited to use Naomi along with the other two roommates?

  Naomi reached out and caressed his cock. “I like your cock the best,” she said. From anyone else, that would have been a slightly disturbing, even disgusting, declaration, but from Naomi it was sweet and sexy. “Not too big and not too small. You fit me just right.”

  Will laughed nervously. “Okay, Goldilocks.”

  “No, it’s true,” she insisted. “Jim’s a little small—but don’t tell him that because he’s the sort to get upset—however he really knows how to use it. Fred’s huge—as you know—but he’s so inexperienced and I think he likes boys more than girls. But you, Will, you are the perfect size and you really know how to make love to a woman.”

  Shaking his head, Will looked away. �
��Don’t say things like that. You know all three of us are just using you for sex.”

  “Just like I’m using you for a place to live?” she asked. “I know and I don’t care.”

  Before Will could say anything else, Fred came back from the bathroom. His cock was limp but still huge. Getting up from the bed, Will pulled on his jeans and shirt.

  “Leaving so soon?” asked Fred. Was he eager for more sex or was he just being polite?

  “She’s your bed warmer for the rest of the week,” said Will. “I’m going to stretch out in my bed and have a good night’s sleep.”

  Chapter Twelve

  Naomi had acquired a futon mattress that was small enough to fit in her tiny room. There was no frame which was good because it was unlikely it would have fit into the space available. Will had helped haul the mattress up the stairs with her when he found her struggling with the ungainly cushion.

  “Found this just in time,” she confided in him. “It’s period week,” she announced and fell on top of the new mattress with a satisfied giggle. She rolled around experimentally, trying out her new sleeping location. It was Tuesday. Naomi was moving out of Fred’s room and would be in her own for the rest of the week.

  “Timing worked out well,” Will commented.

  She snorted. It was unladylike but it made her seem so much more human rather than the object of desire that Will had transformed her into. “Right. Jim’s an idiot.”

  “I always thought so,” Will agreed.

  “I’m on a hormonal IUD,” she told Will as if she was revealing an obvious truth of the universe. “My periods usually last two days and are hardly noticeable. I got it yesterday and it’ll be over by tomorrow morning by the latest.”

  “Oh.” Will was dumbfounded. “At least you get a week’s break from having to have sex with us.”

  She shook her head at him. “I don’t want a break from sex,” she told him. “I’m horny all the time. And now I’m going to have to fuck on this mattress because if I sleep in your room or Fred’s, Jim’s going to flip his lid.”

  “So why don’t you fuck him?” Will asked, leaning against the doorjamb.

  She awkwardly shrugged while still on the floor. “I probably will. He’s a good fuck, even with his small dick. But he’s such an egotist. It’s not worth it in the long run.” She grinned at him, raised her knees toward the ceiling, and ran her hand down the inside of her thigh. “Want to fuck me right here and right now?” she asked as she rested her hand against her crotch. She was wearing black leggings and showed nothing but revealed every curve.

  “We probably shouldn’t,” he said. “It’s a bad idea.”

  Her grin didn’t waver as her hand went up the bottom hem of her shirt and down into her leggings. He couldn’t tell if her fingers were in her panties or not, but she was blatantly teasing him and at least pretending to masturbate.

  “That’s why we should do it,” she told him. “It’s a bad idea. Trying out a bad idea is always a good idea.”

  Will hesitated. He could see her eyes on his crotch. He could feel his erection growing and was certain she could see it through his pants. “I don’t know…”

  She sighed. “Fine. If you don’t want to fuck me, close the door on your way out.” She kicked her legs up into the air and stripped her leggings off. Underneath she wore a pair of sporty and surprisingly large pair of black cotton panties. “I’m going to jill off.” Rolling to her side she rummaged through one of her plastic bins until she found the vibrator she had hidden away in the box and turned it on.

  He watched as she pulled her panties down and tossed them aside. It was fascinating to watch her slowly introduce the liberator into her pussy. Each time she pushed it in, it went a little deeper. Her eyes were closed and she had to know he was there, watching. Will figured that she liked him watching her.

  Without thinking about it, he opened up his pants and got out his cock. It was already hard, so stroking it was an easy act. He didn’t want to cum too soon, that would spoil everything. After only a few seconds, Naomi was moaning as she pumped the vibrator in and out of her body. Even while jacking off, Will couldn’t help but notice that the volume and tone of the vibrator’s buzzing changed as it went in and out of her. It had to feel good, he reasoned, otherwise she wouldn’t do it and the sounds she made while jilling off were almost the exact same ones she made while having sex with him. Or Fred. Or Jim. Or probably anyone.

  There was no warning when Naomi suddenly gasped and her eyes flew open. Her knees came together and she rolled to her side with her thighs clamped together, the vibrator buried deeply in her sex. The orgasm lasted a long time, long enough for her to see and study Will as he continued to pound away at himself, cock in fit.

  “Are you going to cum?” she asked him.

  Will just nodded, not trusting himself to speak.

  “Soon?”

  “Uh-huh.” He cock was rigid, standing up through his fist.

  “Cum on me,” she encouraged him. She didn’t ask Will to fuck her, she just wanted to see his ejaculation up close and feel the wet heat of his semen hit her body.

  Once again Will was under her spell. He would have done anything she asked of him. He’d done everything she’d asked of him so far. This was an easy ask to agree to. He staggered a step forward and fell to his knees next to her, his body perpendicular to her. There was no easy way to aim his cock. She was on the floor and he was on his knees with his cock pointing into the air, but he did his best.

  While staring at her fingers still manipulating the folds of her pussy, he pumped himself a few more times before letting loose the jet of thick, white fluid. His spunk flew through the air in a gentle arch before falling victim to gravity and splashing onto Naomi’s skin. He gave her several puddles all over her stomach and down low enough to mix with the strip of pubic hair she maintained. Naomi didn’t seem to mind at all. Will realized that if he had been living in a cheap porn film, he would have been asked to cum on her face. Naomi wasn’t that far gone in her life, not yet.

  “That’s fucking hot,” she said as she wiped up his spunk with her fingers. She didn’t taste it or lick it away like he had thought she might, but instead wiped it on a used towel she had lying on her floor. “We should do this more often,” she told him as she pulled up her panties and then her leggings. The fact that she didn’t bother running to the bathroom to sanitize herself from Will’s cum made the episode that much more erotic to Will.

  “We should?” he asked as he tried to get his erection to go down so he could tuck his penis back into his pants. Even after coming, just being in Naomi’s presence was enough to either get him hard or keep him hard, whichever applied to the situation.

  “Fuck yeah. But I needed this little break. It was good.” She laughed as she struggled back to her feet. “This is going to be the first time in weeks I’ve had a bed all to myself.”

  Chapter Thirteen

  Will wound up fucking Naomi on her makeshift bed almost as much as he had fucked her on his own bed. Fred joined them once, but seemed nervous to be having sex outside his room, even if Jim was well away from the apartment and they both wanted him there. What surprised Will the most was when he came home from his early evening class to find Naomi in Jim’s bedroom riding on top of Jim’s cock. They had left the door open, either because they didn’t care or because Jim wanted to show off.

  She was riding Jim reverse cowgirl, maybe because she didn’t want to face Jim, maybe it felt good to fuck that way, maybe she was waiting for Will to come along and stare her in the eye while she fucked. That’s what happened and Will was certain that Naomi felt no shame about what she was doing. Why should she? She was her own person.

  That didn’t mean that Will didn’t feel jealousy. He knew he had no right to be jealous of Jim—he’d fucked Naomi more than he had and she had told him he was better in bed than Jim and had a better cock as well. Fuck! She had told him she preferred his smaller cock to Fred’s gigantic one…and he didn�
��t feel jealousy toward Fred. Probably because Fred wasn’t nearly as interested in Naomi as Will was. Fred was definitely bi, maybe gay. It wasn’t for Will to know for certain. But more often than not, Will was there when Fred was having sex with Naomi, which really meant that Will was having sex with her as well. Even though Fred had sucked off Will plenty of times now, Will knew he was straight. Or mostly straight. Yeah, he’d handled Fred’s cock, but he hadn’t done anything with the other man. And when Fred sucked him off, it was because Naomi liked to watch the two of them together. She said it was hot.

  And it was hot. Will had to admit that Fred sucked cock better than Naomi. Not that it was a contest. Once the two of them had taken turns sucking Will’s cock. He’d liked that—the contrasting styles and sensations—but that was more a stunt for Naomi to do in front of them rather than for him to really enjoy. If she asked Will to go down on Fred so she could watch, he knew he’d say yes. He didn’t want her to ask, but he knew what he was capable of and he knew that he would never refuse a single request from Naomi.

  He’d heard Fred and Naomi fucking alone behind a closed door when he hadn’t been invited in and it hadn’t upset him. Maybe that’s because he didn’t see Fred as a threat? Maybe because he knew that Naomi only had sex with Fred to tempt and tease Will? Both were possible. Maybe it was because he knew that Fred possibly preferred sex with men and Jim would never even consider that. Jim was extremely straight to the point of homophobia. Was Naomi trying to make a point?

  Or maybe she was just horny and Jim had been available when no one else was and she had hopped into bed with him. That sounded like Naomi. She’d rather have sex and worry about the consequences later on.

  After they made eye contact and it was obvious that Naomi was enjoying herself, Will kept on moving down the hall. He went to his room and silently closed the door. Neither the walls nor the door were thick enough to drown out Naomi’s siren song of sex. She wasn’t being obnoxiously loud; she was being herself.