The door open, and William walked in, but he wasn’t alone. Mark, my former classmate and wall, was with him.
“Um, hi Mark. What, uh, what are you doing here?” No one knew about William’s projection skills, so I had no idea why he would be here.
Mark blushed, his boyish good looks exaggerated by red cheeks. He avoided my stare, looking at the ground. William answered me instead.
“Mark is assisting us today. He is going to be playing the part of Salvatore.”
“What!?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “I don’t understand!”
William frowned at me. “I need to know how to control your body in intimate situations. You need to lose your virginity. Mark is going to do that.”
I shook my head. This was not what I had pictured at all. Mark was cute enough, but I wanted William to be the one to take me the first time. “Why Mark?”
“Because he is a wall, like you, and we needed someone who could protect my secret. If other nations knew I could project, it could ruin so many of our operations.”
It made sense, but I was scared. The week was almost up. It was too late to back out, but I was mortified to have so much of myself exposed to these two men.
“Alice, I’m sorry.” Mark’s voice was soft and low. “This is a weird situation. I understand if you don’t want me.”
Guilt shot through me. Mark was just trying to do his job. So was William. I needed to put my big girl panties on. Or, in this case, I guess, take them off.
“It’s okay. Let’s do this.”
* * * * *
Breathing deeply, I closed my eyes and dropped my wall. It was getting easier for me to relinquish control. The benefit of practice, I guess. With less concentration on letting William take control of me, I was able to experience what was happening much more clearly.
My body turned to face Mark. I could feel William in me, moving me. He had gotten better too. Before, he had made my movements jerky, too tight and awkward. Now, though, he was moving me with more grace than I probably had on my own.
Breathe, Alice, this is going to be okay. I’ll make it as painless as possible. William’s voice rang through my mind, soothing me. It worked. I felt a sense of ease and was able to fight the urge to kick him out of my mind even better. Could it be he had even learned how to control things like my body’s chemical reactions? The thought was terrifying and electrifying, knowing someone could have that much control over me.
He moved me toward Mark. Standing close to him, I could still feel his heat. I wondered if William felt it too. A puppet master, William moved my fingers to the bottom of my shirt. Slowly, they hooked the hem and drug it up and over my head. I realized I was standing in my bra in front of these two men and panicked a little.
Its okay, Alice. The air was cool on my skin, but from the corner of my eye, I saw William shiver.
Mark’s hands reached out, his fingertips lightly resting on my waist. I saw that he was trembling. William was allowing me control over my sight. We had agreed that I needed to ability to close my eyes if I needed to. Particularly when I was with Salvatore. Right now, though, I didn’t want to miss a thing.
Alice, I’m just going to move your limbs now. Pay attention to your breathing. I could feel William relinquish a little control. It was easier if he just moved my arms and legs. Less work for him, less anxiety producing for me. We needed this to go as smoothly as possible if the mission with Salvatore was to work.
I felt my arms lift, draping over Mark’s shoulders. I watched Mark gulp. This close, I realized he had a beautiful mouth. As if understanding, I felt my head move up, tilting, moving in.
Mark kissed me. Softly at first, his lips moving gently on mine. I felt him grip my waist a little tighter, moving me closer. The kiss intensified, his tongue darting out and tracing my lower lip. I had to admit, it felt nice.
Open your mouth a little. William’s thought startled me, but I did what he said and let my mouth open a little. Immediately, Mark’s tongue swept in and I found myself fighting with William for control of my own tongue, wanting to tease Mark back.
Whoa, take it easy. You’re pushing me out. William sounded raspy in my mind, and I wondered if I was causing too much strain.
Taking a deep breath, I tried to let go. Mark’s hands slid down my waist and back, cupping my ass. He pulled me tight, lifting and squeezing. I heard William sigh heavily.
William, how much of this are you feeling? I asked, wondering if he could hear me.
Enough. Pay attention to you. Don’t worry about me.
I felt my hands move down, caressing Mark’s shoulders. I felt his muscles with my finger tips, and I realized he was much more ripped than I would have guessed. I grabbed his t-shirt and lifted it over his head.
Oh my. Mark’s body was the best kind of surprise. He was built like a swimmer, all lean and toned muscles, six-pack abs, and a light dusting of dark hair across his chest. I wanted to bite my lip at the site, but William was in control.
Mark’s eyes met mine. I’m not sure what I expected. A cool, business-like façade? But the look in his eyes, the set of his jaw…he wanted me. It surprised me, but my breasts tightened at the thought, my pussy getting wetter. I wondered if it was Mark making me so hot or if William was manipulating me. Did it matter? Suddenly, I wasn’t scared about going through with it with Mark. I wanted him in me while William was in my head.
Mark reached behind me and un-hooked my bra, my breasts falling free. My nipples grew hard when he looked at them. Mark’s hand reached to the small of my back, drawing me close to him. His mouth found my jaw, kissing a line down my neck, my collarbones. As he moved down, kissing toward my breasts, his other hand began to undo the button on my jeans.
I inhaled sharply as he slid my jeans and panties over my hips and down, helping me to step out of them. I was now naked in a room with two men, my snatch hot and wanting, my body not my own.
There was a bed in the room. Mark moved me over to it, lowering me onto my back. His mouth found my hard nipple, sucking it into his mouth. A jolt ran through me every time he sucked and pulled at my nipple, a connection between it and my aching clit.
William spread my legs, allowing Mark to settle in between them. Mark continued to suck and kiss my breasts, his fingers plucking and pinching whichever nipple wasn’t currently in his mouth.
My eyes rolled into my head. I couldn't believe I had avoided this for so long. Even though William had control of my body, I felt everything. It was difficult keeping myself back, allowing William to move me. I yearned to run my fingers through Mark’s hair, pulling it in pleasure.
One of Mark’s hands traveled down, fingertips tracing the sensitive skin of my belly, my hip, my inner thighs. I breathed more quickly, my pussy aching to be touched, willing Mark’s hand to move to where I needed it most.
When he finally found my soaking slit I cried out, hearing William moan with me. Mark’s head jerked up and he looked at William, as if he had forgotten Will was in the room with us.
“She’s so fucking wet. Are you doing this?” Mark’s voice was rough with desire. He plunged two fingers into my hole while he looked at William. I felt Will’s control slipping a little as I lifted my hips off of the bed—the move was my own reaction.
“Shut up. We’re doing a job. Focus.” William scolded Mark, but his voice was strained. I followed Mark’s gaze and saw William’s pants were tight, his erection hard.
Alice, let me back in. You’re…you’re pushing too hard. I need more control. It was hard to focus with Mark’s fingers plunging in and out of my tight hole, stretching me, but I closed my eyes and allowed myself to back off, letting William back in.
A heavy sigh came from William. When I opened my eyes I saw his hips bucking a little in time with Mark’s fingers fucking me.
Mark had moved his attention back to my breasts. As he added a third finger, he bit down on my nipple. I cried out, pain flooding me. William groaned. As the pain ebbed, though, I found
it heightening the sensations and pleasure I was experiencing.
The three fingers were filling me, stretching my virgin pussy. Mark began to curl them a little inside of me and I began to mewl as my snatch began to feel too sensitive, a pressure building in me. I felt Mark kissing his way down my ribs, his mouth moving to meet his hands. William moved my hands, my fingers running through Mark’s dark hair, pulling him closer to my needy core.
When Mark’s tongue found my clit, I knew I was going to orgasm. He sucked it and I exploded, my climax flooding me, William making my hips buck off the bed. I groaned at the intense release, hearing William orgasming with me. I realized we were sharing a climax and the knowledge detonated another orgasm for me. For us.
As I came down, I realized I had pushed William almost entirely out. Quickly, I snapped my walls down, letting his control flood back into me.
“How are you doing? Both of you?” There was a mischievousness to Mark’s voice as he watched mine and William’s chests rapidly rising and falling in tandem. I realized Mark was enjoying being watched, and while he had just given me two orgasms, I recognized I knew nothing about my former classmate.
“It’s definitely…more intense than I expected,” William whispered. “I’m not sure how I’m going to be able to keep my focus and extract when I feel so much of her reactions. Jesus.” His fingers raked through his hair, and he slumped to the floor, leaning against the wall.
“And you?” Mark moved up, laying his body beside of my still-trembling one. His finger brushed my hair from my face. “How are you? Is this what you were expecting?”
I was caught off guard by his tenderness. William still had control of me, creating a sense of duality that was overwhelming. Mark was comforting me, but William still was me.
Let me go for a moment, I thought to William. He did release most of his hold, but not all.
Just for a second. We aren’t finished yet.
Oh, right.
“It’s more than I was expecting. How did you know how to do that,” I asked, “with your mouth?”
Mark laughed, and I could feel the rumble through our connected skin. “Unlike you, I didn’t spend all of my years studying.”
My cheeks grew rosy. He had been neck in neck with me in regards to grades and practicing wall abilities. I had only just come out on top when we had graduated. If he was off doing other things, being with girls…I wondered if he was a better wall than me.
There wasn’t time to consider it further. William pushed in, taking control of me. I was surprised at how quickly I released my body to him. It was effortless now, sharing this space.
He moved my hand down, grabbing Mark’s hard erection through his pants. It was Mark’s turn to groan. My hand rubbed him. I felt my body sitting up, getting on all fours. My hands pushed Mark back onto the bed. My fingers moved down and slipped under his pants and boxers, pulling them slowly down.
Mark’s hard cock sprang free, and my mouth watered. It was beautiful, smooth skin over veins, rigid and thick. I wanted to kiss him there, like he had me, but I wasn’t in control. William had other plans. After we pulled Mark’s pants all of the way off, I found myself crawling up his long, lithe body. I felt wanton, sexy, being controlled by one man and touched by another.
You like this? William’s thought was surprised but rough.
I realized I had let my own thoughts through, my wall reducing so much that not only did William have control of my body—he could access my thoughts.
Yes. I…I like having you control me. I like having you in me.
I heard William gasp. He never stopped my body, though. Soon my hips were stationed above Mark’s hard cock. He moved my hand down between my legs, grasping Mark’s erection and positioning the head at my entrance.
Breath in, William commanded. I did. As I exhaled, he slammed my hips down, impaling me on Mark’s rigid rod. Mark moaned, his hands grasping my hips, anchoring me onto him.
Pain flooded through me, followed by a low ache. William let me rest a moment, letting the pain go away and allowing my body to become accustomed to Mark’s girth.
I’ve always wondered what a woman felt when losing her virginity, William thought in wonder. If more guys knew what this was like, we’d probably be a hell of a lot gentler.
A tear escaped my eye, trailing down my cheek. Does it get better? Like before, with Mark’s mouth?
Oh yes. It gets better.
With that, William began to rock my hips. He moved my hands to Mark’s chest, supporting my body, fingers digging in as I began to roll and grind into him.
William was right; it got better. Way better. The way I stretched around Mark ceased being painful and a familiar pressure began to build. Mark was gently rocking his hips with mine, pushing up into me.
“William, lean her back a bit.”
I could sense William’s irritation at the distraction, but he did what Mark asked. I leaned back, my back arching, my hands stretched behind to brace on Mark’s thighs. Mark sat up. I felt his hands loop around my waist, lifting me. I felt my legs unfurl and wrap around Mark’s hips.
Pleasure bloomed in me as Mark began to push more firmly into me, filling me with his cock. His hands grabbed my ass, lifting me on and off his cock. I cried out, moaning as our pace increased.
William moved one of my hands between us and thumbed my clit. Mark had a different idea. He lifted and twisted, slamming my back into the mattress. I could feel William struggling to fight Mark, my muscles tense as Mark pinned me, the two men fighting to possess me.
William adapted quickly, though. He moved my leg up. Mark hooked his arm under it and pushed my knee to my chest, exposing me, making me so wide, so vulnerable.
That’s when he slammed into me again. With one leg up, draped over his shoulder and the other leg down, the fit became tighter, the friction against my clit increased. Over and over again Mark pounded into me. There was screaming, there was mewling as my body responded but I didn’t know anymore when it was me and when it was William.
Mark’s hips kept pistoning into me as he groaned. The hand of his free arm reached between us. Between clenched teeth he growled.
“Come for me, Alice.”
He pinched my clit and I obeyed, my climax ripping me apart. My pussy ached and clenched at him, peaking so intensely that the light dimmed. Mark’s cock twitched in me and he yelled as he came, his hot seed splashing into me.
William stayed with me through the residual shock waves of coming. Mark’s body collapsed on top of me. His hot, sweaty skin connected and slid against mine as he fought to control his breathing. I couldn’t think of a more erotic sensation.
Finally, I felt William slip from my mind.
Mark pushed himself off of me, letting me roll onto my side and curl up. That was it. I had lost my virginity. In a way, I had lost it to two men. That thought shook me to my core and, had I not had such an intense orgasm, I might have become aroused again.
“Well,” Mark said as he stood and stretched. “I guess you’re broken in.” There was an edge to his voice I didn’t understand. When our eyes met, his were filled with yearning.
“I guess so,” I whispered. We were connected now in a weird way, Mark and I. I had never paid much attention to him before, but now I couldn’t stop looking at him. I found I liked his boyish face, particularly when I knew it belied the rough and cock-sure man he was behind closed doors. I remembered how tenderly he had touched me after I had come the first time. Things had changed between us.
On the other hand, my mind felt suddenly empty. This was the longest William and I had managed to stay connected and with him in control. I found I missed his presence inside of me.
I guess it didn’t really matter. This wasn’t about me. This was about getting me ready for Salvatore. We weren’t there yet. William had too many visible reactions and I didn’t know if he had even tried to practice extraction while in me. He wouldn’t get much from a wall like Mark, but it was important to try and do bo
th.
And we only had two days to figure it out.
All of a sudden, I realized how self-absorbed I had been. Granted, I was the one who just lost her virginity. Who would be given to Salvatore on a silver platter. However, William was being made to work with someone else. His abilities in a totally new frontier of psychic warfare were being put to the test.
And he was forced to work with me, intimately, without knowing who I was. Hell, so was Mark. We had just finished the hottest, most erotic encounter of my life, but they were just there to aid me.
I sat up. “How are the both of you?” I looked at William first. My crush and the person who had shared my first time with a man.
His hands were in his hair. I saw a dark stain spreading on the front of his pants and realized he truly had come with me. Tingles of excitement danced under my skin.
“I’m fine, I think. I didn’t know this would be so difficult.”
He stood up and I saw that his shirt was soaked with sweat. If he going to be in me for Salvatore, we would have to work on him not being so obvious. Scooting off of the bed, I went to him. His skin was pale, dark circles under his eyes. This process was exhausting him.
I reached up and touched his face. Startled, he looked down at me as if seeing me for the first time.
“Alice, I—“
I didn’t let him finish, my finger shushing his lips.
“Get some rest.” We looked at each other, a magnetic pull between us. A week ago William hadn’t known my name. Now, well… he knew me intimately, in a way.
A cough came from behind me. Mark.
“I’m ok, too. Thanks so much for your concern.” His voice was laced with venom. Was he mad at me? I couldn’t understand.
When I faced him, I saw a face twisted with anger. For once I wished I was an extractor and Mark normal, because I wanted to understand his emotions.
“Are you upset?” I asked. “I thought you did a good job.” The last part I said shyly, because how do you complement someone you hardly know on taking your virginity and rocking your world?
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