by J P Books
“No, Jessica,” Dan shakes his head. “We’ve worked with student interns before. There’s never been anyone as dedicated. Or anyone we’ve liked working with more. Or even just like being with more.”
Are they saying what I think they’re saying? Jessica can hardly believe it. After all these weeks of telling herself that her professors were off-limits… “I like being with you guys too,” she says, looking from one to the other.
The men take a step closer and Dan puts his hand on her shoulder, his thumb stroking her skin. Weston smooths her hair back from her face. “You’ve been driving us both crazy ever since we got here,” he admits, his deep voice lowering to a rich, sensual growl.
Jessica bites her lip. “Do you two…but do both of you…”
“Only if that’s what you want to,” Dan says. His blue eyes are filled with warmth and love and Jessica wants to melt right into them. She glances at Weston and he smiles at her, his hand still stroking her hair.
“Oh my god,” she whispers, slowly, hesitantly, putting her hands on their chests. “That would be…that would be a dream come true,” she finishes. “I’ve wanted you both so—”
But, before she can finish, Weston captures her lips in his. His hand buried in her hair, he tips her head back to deepen the kiss. Jessica moans softly. Then she feels Dan’s mouth on her neck, kissing, sucking gently, and sending shivers of pleasure through her. One hand clenches in Weston’s t-shirt, while her other tangles itself in Dan’s thick, dark hair.
Am I dreaming? She wonders briefly. But then Dan nips her skin with his teeth playfully and she squeals. I guess not.
Jessica breaks off her kiss with Weston and turns to kiss Dan, whose mouth is warm and soft. Eagerly, he takes her face in his hand, his tongue probing her mouth and making her moan. Behind her, Jessica can feel Weston’s hard body pressing up against hers. His erection throbs hungrily against her ass as he wraps his arms around her from behind, fondling her breasts as he kisses her neck. Jessica can’t believe that this kind of pleasure is possible.
“Guys, wait,” Jessica pants, momentarily breaking free of Dan. “I’m disgusting. I just hiked for, like, a bazillion hours.”
The men chuckle, each nuzzling her neck.
“We can fix that,” says Dan, grinning. Gently, he tugs off her t-shirt while Weston unclasps her bra. Tossing her dirty t-shirt aside, Dan lowers his mouth to her golden breasts, teasing her, tracing his tongue in cool circles around her hardening nipples. Jessica moans, arching her back so that she can curve one arm around Weston’s neck. She lets her head fall back onto Weston’s shoulder so that he can kiss her upside down. As Weston’s tongue roves her mouth, Jessica buries her free hand in Dan’s silky hair. Her fingers clench when he suckles her tits with unexpected strength, making her groan against Weston’s lips.
Leaving Weston and Jessica to kiss passionately, Dan pulls off his own sweaty t-shirt and pushes down off his pants and underwear. Kneeling down, he undoes the fly of Jessica’s cargo pants and trails wet, open-mouthed kisses along her tanned stomach as he tugs off her pants and reveals the surprisingly sexy thong underneath them.
Smiling, Dan kisses the sensitive skin of her mound as he works the green lace thong down her long, tanned legs. “You came prepared,” he chuckles, smoothing his hands down her beautiful legs.
Jessica breaks away from Weston and smiles. “A girl likes to feel pretty, even in the jungle,” she replies.
Weston laughs, nuzzling her neck as he clasps her freed breasts in his large hands. “You’re always pretty, sweetheart,” he tells her.
“He’s right,” Dan grins, standing once more. “Now, come on. I said we’d deal with the sweat.” Jessica nods, but can’t keep her eyes off his long, thick hard-on. Now, she regrets mentioning how sweaty she feels. All she can think about is that cock inside her, filling her. Anticipation zings through her. Chuckling, Dan takes Jessica by the hand, leading her towards the shower.
Dan’s beautiful penis now out of sight, Jessica remembers Weston and glances back at him. He grins. “I’ll be right there,” he says, heading for one of the cupboards. Jessica doesn’t think twice about following Dan into the shower, her eyes now on his muscular ass as he walks ahead of her. She licks her lips.
The minute they pass into the washroom, Jessica presses herself to Dan’s lean back, feeling the ridges of his muscles glide under her skin. He hums with pleasure, one hand playing with her hair as they walk toward the shower. He fiddles with the knobs as Jessica presses butterfly kisses to his tanned, ropey shoulders.
A gush of cool water erupts from the showerhead, soaking them both and making Jessica squeal in surprise. Dan turns in her arms and pulls her into a deep kiss, his hands roving downward to cup her ass.
Caught up in the kiss, Jessica feels rather than hears Weston join them. His broad, bare chest presses up against her back, his freed penis hot and insistent, sliding between the cheeks of her ass as Weston runs soapy hands up her body.
Jessica moans as the two men begin to wash her. Her eyes close, and her arms curl around Weston’s neck as he soaps her breasts and stomach. In front of her, Dan crouches, his soapy hands massaging her ass as he takes her clit in his mouth and sucks gently. Jessica feels her knees go weak.
Without warning, the men flip her around, letting the water wash away the soap. Weston’s mouth meets hers, hot and demanding. She sinks her hands into his blond hair, meeting him in a ferocious kiss. Then suddenly, behind her, she feels Dan cupping her ass, spreading her cheeks as he trails his tongue down the cleft between them, flicking her anus. Jessica clings to Weston as her skin erupts in goosebumps.
Weston runs a hand down her body, his knowledgeable fingers quickly finding her eager pussy. Jessica whimpers as he penetrates her with two fingers, his thumb teasing her clit as he pumps her slick entrance. The dual sensations of Weston and Dan make Jessica lightheaded. She digs her nails into Weston’s skin, letting her head loll back as her orgasm approaches. Weston bends over her, his mouth hot on her throat as his hand goes deeper and deeper into her and Dan’s tongues lathes the tight whorl of her anus.
“Oh my god,” Jessica gasps. “Oh god, oh god, oh god!”
Her orgasm swamps her and she whimpers, holding onto Weston for dear life. Distantly, she hears the men chuckle as they watch her ride the wave of her orgasm.
“Holy shit,” she pants when she can think clearly again. “Oh god…” she opens her eyes, gazing at the two beautiful men around her. Desire surges through her again. “I want you,” she whispers, trailing her fingers down their chests. “Now.”
The men groan with anticipation. Without having to be told twice, Dan grabs her, pulling her into a passionate kiss. His hard-on throbs against her swollen pussy, eagerly seeking entrance. Weston passes Dan a condom and he quickly pulls it on, his hot, eager mouth still devouring Jessica’s. So that’s what he was doing, Jessica thinks one last coherent thought before Dan grabs her ass and lifts her onto his hips.
She shouts out loud as Dan’s thick shaft penetrates her fully, filling her slick pussy with pleasure. His back against the slick wall of the shower, Dan begins to fuck her, his enormous cock sending wave after wave of ecstasy through her pussy. Without breaking his stride, Dan tips her back slightly, and the new angle brings his cock fully against her g-spot. Jessica reacts instantly. Mewling with pleasure, she digs her nails into his shoulders as she hammers frantically against his hips. Dan meets her eyes and grins, drilling into her with everything he has, his long, lean legs working like pistons.
Before she can come again, Dan pulls her back to him. His hands cupping her smooth ass, he spreads her cheeks and she feels Weston’s heat behind her again. Weston puts a hand on her hip, guiding the tip of his eager cock into the tight opening of her ass.
“Oh my—fuck!” Jessica moans. “Jesus Christ.”
“Good?” Dan murmurs, his long fingers kneading her ass as Weston slowly sinks his thick cock into her.
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nbsp; “God yes,” Jessica pants, arching her back and pressing her breasts to Dan’s slick chest. “Oh god yes!”
Weston nuzzles her neck, his balls now flush with her ass. “God, you’re sexy,” he murmurs, squeezing her breasts in his hands. Jessica whimpers, her eyes fluttering shut.
As one, Dan and Weston begin to thrust, their lengths filling her more completely than Jessica had thought possible, overwhelming her with pleasure. She screams with ecstasy, unable to control herself any longer. “Fuck me,” she wails to the blue sky above them. “Oh my god, fuck me!”
Weston grunts, his hands gripping her breasts hard as his fast, shallow thrusts stroke the sensitive nerves of her anus, building into a frenzy of sensation. Jessica knows that that alone would have been enough for her but now…she screams again, white light exploding in her eyes as Dan drills his massive shaft into her furiously, each stroke going deeper, filling her more until her body is on fire. The two sensations together are more than she can take.
Dan groans, about to come, and he slaps her on the ass, then again and again as he buries himself deeper and deeper in her tightening pussy.
“Come for me,” he pants, his blue eyes almost black as he watches her. “Come for me, Jessica,” he commands, making her pussy spasm with desire.
With a strangled moan, Dan buries himself in her one last time. Feeling him come in her, pushes Jessica over the edge completely. Her muscular thighs pump frantically as Jessica drives herself down onto the men’s eager cocks. Her mind goes blank and she digs her nails into something soft, screaming wordlessly to the sky as her orgasm floods through and wipes away everything else.
When she regains her senses, Weston’s panting body is leaning against hers, his strong arms around her and Dan as they lean against the cool shower walls.
“Holy shit,” Dan murmurs faintly.
Jessica giggles, raising her head from his shoulder. Looking back, she meets Weston’s eyes and the other man grins, leaning in a little further so that he can kiss her gently.
“And the best part is,” Weston says, nuzzling into Jessica’s neck as he slowly eases out of her, “We still have another two weeks left.”
“Oh god,” Dan groans. “We’re never going to have that report done on time.”
Jessica laughs, letting Dan lift her off him and set her on the ground. Looping her arms around the two men, she pulls them close, kissing the first one then the other. “I always knew this was going to be the most amazing trip of my life,” she whispers.
The men grin. “Ours too,” Dan tells her.
EPILOGUE
Jessica shivers, wrapping her coat around her against the brisk wind. Even California feels cold in November, she thinks. She can still remember being a child in New York, thinking that in California, where her aunt and uncle lived, it was summer all year round. As she soon found out, it still got cold enough, even in Oakland.
“Man, it’s gross out today,” Breeze comments, a few steps behind Jessica as they leave their last lecture of the day. “That wind is awful.”
“Yeah,” Jessica agrees and huddles close to her friend for warmth.
Breeze laughs and wraps an arm around Jessica. “I can’t believe you’re not taking Wolovsky and Tallard’s class this year. It’s so good. And Josh and I miss you!”
Jessica tries to keep her laugh breezy. In the last few months, she’s been getting better and better at deflecting these questions. “I know, I know. I wanted to, obviously. But I just couldn’t fit it into my timetable. I’m really enjoying Professor Barnaby’s class, to be honest. And besides, I got a whole summer with Wolovsky and Tallard. I learned a lot then. Now it’s your guys’ turn.”
“Oh sure, yeah. Us poor schmucks have to catch up to you,” Breeze teases. “I still can’t believe you spent a whole summer in Costa Rica with them. What a dream.”
You’d believe it even less if you knew what had happened, Jessica thinks to herself. She hasn’t told anyone about what happened between Dan, Weston, and her. Not only because she knows it could get them into serious trouble with the university, but because it’s still going on. Which is the main reason that she’s not taking their class. Talk about a conflict of interest!
“Are you coming for drinks with us tonight?” Breeze asks as they pause on the corner of campus, each about to go their separate ways.
“I wish,” Jessica says, making a face. “But, speaking of Professor Barnaby, I have a report due tomorrow.”
“Boo,” Breeze replies, pouting. “See you tomorrow at lunch then?”
“For sure.”
The two friends hug and part, each bowing their heads against the biting wind.
I don’t really mind all the secrecy, but I wish I didn’t have to lie to my friends, Jessica thinks as she heads for home. But she knows how excitable Breeze is. If she ever got wind of Jessica’s relationship with their two professors, she wouldn’t be able to keep it to herself. She’d try, but she’d have to share it. And then it would be all over campus in a matter of hours.
Better be safe than sorry.
When she arrives at home, she spots Weston’s car a few blocks down the road. She keeps walking and hops into the nondescript little Honda with a smile. “Hi,” she says. “Sorry, I’m late.”
The big, blond man smiles and leans over to kiss her. “No worries, Jess.”
Jessica grins back, happy to see him, excited for the night ahead, and, as always, a little amused by the sight of such a large man crammed inside such a tiny car.
“You hungry?” he asks as they pull away from the curb.
“Starving!” she replies.
“Excellent. Because I have it on good authority that Daniel has prepared a feast.”
Before she can say anything, Jessica’s stomach gurgles in reply. Weston laughs.
***
As promised, Daniel is waiting for them with an amazing spread.
“You made your own cannelloni?” Jessica gasps.
“I have an Italian grandmother, I’ll have you know,” Dan replies, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. “She’d come back to haunt me if I ever bought premade ones.”
Jessica laughs as the two men lead her to the table. “This looks amazing,” she says, shaking her head as she sits.
And it is. The meal is delicious and the company…Well, who could ask for more? Jessica thinks as she savors her first bite of dessert—tiramisu, of course. Dan went full Italian.
“That was incredible. Your grandmother should be proud,” she says, leaning against the kitchen counter when the meal is over and the plates have been cleared away. “Are you sure you don’t want to make us dinner every night?”
Daniel chuckles as Weston loads the dishwasher. “We’d get very fat if we ate like this every night.”
Weston grins, coming back towards them. “I know a way we could work it off,” he says, stroking Dan’s neck with one hand while his other cups Jessica’s ass.
“We have to tell her first,” Dan smiles, shaking his head.
“Tell me what?” Jessica asks, cocking her head. “I knew there was a reason you made this huge extra-fancy dinner!”
Dan feigns hurt. “I always make you nice meals,” he replies.
Jessica giggles, looping her arms around his neck and kissing his cheek. “You do,” she agrees. “I’m so lucky. But what is it you guys want to tell me?”
The two men share a look. Both are smiling. “So…do you remember that time we went to Costa Rica and had amazing sex?” Weston asks with a cheeky grin as he strokes Jessica’s back.
“And also did a lot of intensive research about spider monkeys?” Dan interjects.
“Yeah, and that,” Weston agrees.
Jessica laughs at their antics. “Yeah, that rings a faint bell,” she replies, matching their teasing tone.
“Well, thanks to the research, not the sex, we’ve been nominated for the Whitley Award,” Weston finishes with a flourish.
Jessica stares at him open-mouthed. “The Whitley Award? As in the Whitley Award?”
“Yes, as in the Whitley Award,” Dan replies, watching her expression with a smile.
“As in the most prestigious award for conservation research in the world?” Jessica gasps.
“That’s the one,” Weston agrees. “Our work has prompted the Costa Rican and Nicaraguan government to draft new laws protecting spider monkey habitats.”
“Oh my GOD,” Jessica squeals. “That’s amazing!! This is incredible!”
The two men grin at her, sharing her excitement. “Yeah, it’s pretty wild,” Dan agrees, hugging her close.
“The ceremony is in London, England, in December,” Weston says. “During winter break. And we were wondering…” he catches Dan’s eye here and smiles.
“We were wondering if you’d like to fly to London with us for it,” Dan finishes. “For a week.”
Jessica’s eyes grow huge. “Oh my god, yes. Us! For a week! In London! Nominated for the Whitley! Oh my god, this is the most amazing day of my life!” Her heart filled with excitement and happiness, Jessica stares up at the two men who have made all this possible. With another squeal of excitement, she throws her arms around both their necks, kissing the first one then the other.
The men respond immediately. Now that they’ve shared their incredible news, they are just as eager as Jessica. Dan grabs Jessica’s hips, pulling her close as Weston circles behind her, her hands kneading her breasts through the thin fabric of her long-sleeved bodycon dress.
Jessica feels her body responding, growing wet and tingly, but she wants something different tonight. “Wait,” she gasps, pulling away from them. “Wait…”
The two men look at her, clearly confused. Does she dare ask?
“I want to see…I want to see you two,” she admits, biting her lip.
Dan and Weston’s eyebrows shoot up and they look at each other.
Wriggling out from between them, Jessica shimmies out of her thong and tosses it aside. Then she pulls herself up onto the kitchen counter, bracing her feet against the tall bar stools and opening her legs wide so that the two men can see her soft, slick pussy. “I want to watch you two,” she says again, a little breathlessly as reaches one hand down to stroke herself.