by Lane Hart
“Ah, well, there’s one left,” she tells me.
“Really? Which one?” I ask, lifting my head to see her face. The blush that’s spreading over her cheeks makes it pretty obvious.
“You’ll have to try and guess,” Sky replies with a grin.
“Okay,” I agree, as I slip a hand under her ass cheek to lift her hips, driving my cock even deeper inside of her and making us both gasp. Once I get enough control to speak without coming so soon, I ask her, “If I figure it out, you’ll let me pop that cherry?”
“Yes,” she replies.
Before she even can react, I flip us without letting my cock slip free, putting me on my back with Sky on top, riding me. From this position, it makes it easier for me to reach around and press my fingertip to her tight, puckered hole.
“Graham,” Sky moans, her eyes fluttering closed and her head thrown back. Then she starts to bounce her hips, unable to stay still any longer.
“Is this your last sweet cherry?” I ask her as my finger applies more pressure to her virgin ass.
“Yes!” she moans and presses her palms to my chest to ride my cock faster while my finger starts to penetrate her asshole. Her tits sway back and forth, so damn sexy with her frantic movements.
“I’ve never taken anyone here before. Guess that makes me a virgin too,” I admit.
Sky grasps my face between her hands and falls forward, pressing our chests together so that she can kiss me hard, plunging her tongue into my mouth in the same rhythm that my cock and finger thrust inside of her.
It’s so good that I can’t last. As soon as her pussy starts to throb around my shaft, I come apart. We kiss and meld our bodies together as close as possible through every single amazing shudder and wave of pleasure.
By the time the final shiver races down my spine, we’re a pile of sweaty, panting pile of weak limbs. Sky stays sprawled on top of me, even after my skin starts to cool down.
“As soon as I recover,” I whisper to her. “I’m gonna lick your pussy while I finger your tight, little asshole until you’re begging for my cock to claim it.”
“That won’t take long,” Sky replies with a kiss on my neck.
“Oh, I hope it does,” I tell her. “Now, get on your hands and knees, so I can get to work owning you.”
…
Sky
I’m even more nervous tonight than I was the day I lost my virginity to two men. But I want this with Graham, even if I am a little terrified.
He told me to get on my hands and knees, so that’s where I am, where I’ve been for so long my jelly-like arms can barely hold me up while he…looks at me. So far, that’s all he’s done. Looked, and pulled out another condom and some lube from the bedside table.
Finally, I hear the pop of him opening the lid to the lube, and then his fingertips are pressing against the clenching ring of muscles.
“Relax, baby,” he says before he pushes one finger all the way inside me. I barely get out a moan when I start gasping from the sudden swipe of Graham’s tongue spreading my lower lips apart and then he’s lapping at my clit again, causing my body to clamp down on his invading finger. I vaguely feel the pressure of him stretching me with another digit before I’m erupting into a trembling puddle of need on the mattress.
When I float back down from my high, my face is pressed to the sheets, and my body is already starting to tighten again with another release, thanks to Graham’s unrelenting tongue and busy fingers.
“One more,” he says against my throbbing flesh. “Come for me one more time. And then I want you to tell me if I can have that last part of your body, that my cock is rock hard and desperate to take.”
“Yes,” I whimper, unable to say any more words because I’m so full and so sated I can’t even hold myself up anymore.
I think I may have even blacked out for a few minutes before I come to again. I’m no longer on my hands and knees, but on my back with my knees pressed to my chest and looking up at Graham’s gorgeous face.
“You ready?” he asks, his deep blue eyes staring down into mine.
“Yes,” I tell him.
“I’m gonna go slow,” he says. When his thumb presses against my clit, my eyes drift closed, and my hips squirm. “Look at me, Sky. Look at me, so I know you’re okay. I don’t want to hurt you our first time.”
“You won’t,” I tell him as I force my eyes open. Graham holds my gaze even as the head of his cock presses against the part of my body I’ve never shared with anyone before.
“Relax and let me have you,” he says.
I take a deep breath and blow it out as Graham presses forward. There’s a stinging pain, just as I expected, but I bite down on my bottom lip and it slowly begins to ease up.
“That’s it,” he says. “That’s it, baby.”
Graham takes my hand that I didn’t realize was wrapped around his wrist and presses it between my legs. “I want to watch you make yourself feel good.”
He helps me at first, until my lips part on a gasp. “Feel good?” he asks, and I nod. “Keep going.”
Then Graham grasps my knees and starts to pump his hips, making me feel so full, like I can’t take anymore, right before another orgasm slams through me.
“God, Skyler,” he groans above me. “So good, baby. Won’t ever get enough of you.”
And that’s when it hits me, why sex with Graham is so amazing yet at the same time, not enough.
I miss Charlie and Ty, and I wish they were here with us.
All this time, I thought that all I wanted was Graham, but I was wrong.
It wasn’t just sex with Charlie and Tyson. I’m in love with Graham and the two of them. They were more than just my best friends who I fooled around with for a few weeks. Charlie and Ty loved me too, I think; that’s why they tried so hard to help me overcome my fears.
And now that I’ve finally realized all of that, I know it’s too late to get them back.
Chapter 32
Tyson
“Are you seriously listening to them again?” I whisper at Charlie, annoyed when I catch him lurking outside Graham’s bedroom, like it’s becoming a habit after being exiled from the room by Sky two weeks ago.
“I miss her,” he says with a frown. “Do you think she misses us?”
“I dunno. Probably not, or she would’ve just told him and stayed with us. He’s the one she wanted, the one she loved. It sucks, but there’s nothing else we can do.”
“Maybe you were right, and we should just tell Graham,” Charlie says. “He may be okay with sharing her.”
“What, like she’s a toy that we all get to take turns playing with?” I scoff. “It doesn’t work that way.” Sure, I thought about it for a second, but it was a ridiculous thought.
“I know you miss her,” he says. “But do you ever miss being with me?”
I grab him by the elbow, pulling him down to our end of the hall and into my room so they won’t overhear us. Rounding on him, I tell him, “I was never with you. You were never with me.”
“Have you been with anyone else since?” he asks, crossing his arms over his chest.
“No,” I answer honestly.
“Why not?”
“I don’t fucking know!” I shout at him. It’s been weeks since Sky made it clear that she was done with us, and I haven’t even wanted to be with another woman.
“I haven’t either,” Charlie admits. “And I tried. I wanted to get the fuck over this…”
“You tried?” I huff in disbelief.
“Yeah,” he says. “I went to a bar and met this girl. She was sexy and coming on to me. But when she asked me if I wanted to go home with her, I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t even imagine being in some random woman’s bed with her hands on me. It felt wrong.”
“I know,” I agree with a sigh because I haven’t been able to picture myself without someone who isn’t Skyler either.
“So then, the next night, I started talking to this guy…” Charlie says, and if his arms
weren’t still crossed over his chest, I would’ve sworn he had just stabbed a knife through my guts.
“You…you did?” I ask.
“Yeah. He was older, in his thirties, a CEO or some shit, and confidently gay,” he tells me with a smile, as if remembering the asshole. “I let him buy me a few drinks while I tried to work up the nerve to go home with him—”
“Did you?” I interrupt. “Did you go home with him?”
“No,” he answers. “I should have, though, right? Because this, whatever it is, or was, is over. You’ve made that clear and so has Sky, so what else am I supposed to do? Be celibate the rest of my life just because the two people I thought cared about me suddenly decided they don’t want to ever touch me again?”
“I’m sorry,” I tell him. “This isn’t what I wanted either. And if I thought that the two of us alone could be enough, then I would try. But you and I both know it’s doomed to fail. We can’t be enough for each other.”
“You don’t know unless you try,” Charlie says.
“I do know,” I reply. “I know that if it’s just the two of us, there will always be a fundamental part of our physical relationship missing, one that we can’t force no matter how much we wish it were different. If we did try and force it, we’d be miserable, and eventually, that would ruin our friendship, and then we’d have nothing left.”
“It’s not much of a friendship now,” he points out before he walks away.
…
Charlie
I’m sitting in a lounge chair next to the pool, staring into the shimmering reflection as if it holds the answers to fixing my fucked-up life, when Graham comes outside. I was happy, really happy with Skyler and Ty and then poof, they were gone, like I made the whole thing up.
“Hey, where’s Ty?” Graham asks, sitting down on the chair beside me.
“No clue.”
“What’s going on with you two? The house has been eerily quiet the last few weeks, and I never see you hanging out.”
“We had an argument,” I tell him, so he’ll hopefully let it go.
“No shit?” he replies. “About what?”
Great, he wants more details.
“Shouldn’t you be studying with Sky or banging your headboard against the wall?” I ask.
“Nah, she’s asleep,” he says with a grin. “I’m gonna go for a swim and then hit the books.”
“She’s asleep?” I ask. “At seven o’clock at night?”
“I wore her out,” Graham responds. I’m sure he did, but Ty and I used to wear her out regularly, and she never fell asleep afterward.
“Are you sure she’s okay?” I question him.
“Yeah. She took a nap yesterday too, and then woke up at ten o’clock that night, wide awake.”
“If you say so,” I mutter.
“So, what are you and Ty fighting about?” Graham asks, refusing to drop the issue.
“A girl,” I admit.
“Seriously?” he says.
“Yep.”
“And you both want her?”
“Uh-huh,” I answer. “We had a threesome, and then it got complicated.”
“Jesus!” Graham exclaims. “You were sharing a girl? Why would you want to do that?”
“It doesn’t matter,” I tell him. “It’s over.”
“So, it’s over, and now you two aren’t talking to each other?” he says with a shake of his head. “How could you let some girl come between you? You’re best friends!”
“We were. Now I don’t even know if we can be roommates.”
“Come on,” he huffs. “Get the fuck over it. Whoever she is, she’s not worth it.”
“Would you share Skyler?” I ask him, knowing I’m going down a slippery slope, but it’s too late to stop.
“Hell no,” he grumbles.
“Even if she wanted someone else?”
“If she wanted someone else, then she wouldn’t want me. Why would I stick around for that?”
“I dunno, maybe because you love her, and you want her to be happy?” I offer, trying to keep the anger out of my tone. “Can’t someone love more than one person at the same time?”
“This conversation is fucked up,” Graham says with another shake of his head. “You and Ty need to forget her and move on.”
“How many more weeks is Sky here for again?” I ask him.
He scratches his head while he thinks. I can tell when the answer finally hits him because his eyes widen in surprise. “Holy shit! Exams start on Monday!” he shouts. “She’s only here for another week.”
“Right,” I agree. “So how long do you think it’ll take you to move on after she’s gone?”
“Damn. I dunno,” he responds. “I hadn’t even thought about her leaving.”
“Well, then I guess you better start,” I tell him.
Chapter 33
Skyler
The bedroom is dark when I wake up alone. I get dressed in one of Graham’s t-shirts, then go downstairs to try and find him because it feels late. He needs to get some sleep before his classes tomorrow. Exams are coming up, and I know he can pass all four with flying colors if he just stays focused.
Playing video games in the middle of the night with Charlie and Ty is not focusing.
“What are you doing? Why aren’t you in bed?” I ask, stepping in front of the television and blocking their view.
“Sorry, baby. I was about to come up,” Graham says before he tosses his game controller down on the loveseat beside him and grabs either side of my hips to pull me down on his lap to kiss me. “Did you miss me?”
“Yes,” I reply, and my cheeks grow warm because it doesn’t feel right fooling around with Graham in front of Ty and Charlie.
“How much did you miss me?” Graham asks before he positions me with my back to his chest. While his lips on my neck distract me, his right hand eases underneath the shirt down the front of my panties to touch me…
“Graham!” I exclaim, grabbing his wrist to stop his teasing. “We should…we need to go upstairs.”
“Do we?” he whispers against my ear. “I don’t think Charlie or Ty mind.”
“Nope,” the other men reply at the same time from the other sofa, so I let go of Graham’s arm, even though it still feels awkward.
“And they’ve already seen you naked, haven’t they?” Graham asks, as he starts pulling my shirt off with his free hand.
“How…how did you know?” I ask, surprised that he doesn’t sound pissed.
“I know all about how you fucked them,” Graham whispers. I’m unable to even respond because his finger penetrates me and starts pumping in and out of my needy, throbbing pussy. It feels so good that I can’t help but squirm on his lap, pressing my bottom against his hard cock through his jeans. “In fact,” he says, “I want to get you nice and wet, and then I want to watch them fuck you.”
“You…you do?” I ask between gasps as I close my eyes, getting closer and closer to coming.
“Oh yeah,” he says.
When I open my eyes again, I look over and find Charlie stretched out on top of Ty, kissing him as they both rush to undress each other. I can’t believe they’re going at it like that in front of Graham. They must have told him everything, and he’s okay with it.
“Stand up,” Graham tells me, making me whimper when he pulls his fingers free before I get off on them. “On your feet,” he says again when I don’t move.
I finally do as he wants. When I’m standing in front of him, he jerks my panties down my legs and then slaps my ass cheek.
“You want them to fuck you at the same time?” Graham asks as he runs a finger down the crease of my ass and starts to prod my puckered hole.
“Yes,” I moan. Even though we’ve never done this before, I want it, and I’m pretty sure Charlie and Ty want it too.
“Then you better get over there before they fuck each other,” Graham jokes, before slapping my ass again to get me moving.
“Come here, Sky,” Ty says whe
n Charlie moves off of him, so he can sit up. He reaches for my waist to drag me closer. I lean down and kiss him. While our tongues mingle, Charlie gets behind me and his fingers take over what Graham started.
“She’s ready,” Charlie finally says.
“Good, I can’t wait any longer,” Ty replies as he lies back and pulls me on top of him.
I’m so damn horny that I straddle his hips and sink right down on his cock.
“God, yes,” Ty groans as I start to ride him. He wraps his arms around my back and brings the front of my body down to his chest to kiss me while I feel Charlie getting into position behind me. His hard dick slides through the crack of my ass before the blunt head presses against my entrance and pauses.
“Give it to her,” Graham says from the loveseat. “She can take it. We’ve been practicing.”
“Fuck, yes,” Charlie groans from behind me before he shoves inside of me, making me cry out.
I’m so full it feels like I can’t breathe.
“You wanted them both, now take them.” Graham gets to his feet and comes over, then grasps my jaw to make me look up into his piercing blue eyes. “You’re gonna take me too, aren’t you?” he asks, and I nod my head since I’m unable to form any coherent words.
Graham kisses me deeply again, and then he cups the back of my head, grabs a fistful of my braid, and then pushes my mouth down to his long, hard length. He feeds his shaft down my throat a slow inch at a time until I can’t take any more.
Being with the three men I love at the same time is more than I could have ever dreamed possible. I thought that Graham would be upset if he found out I had been with his friends, but he doesn’t seem to mind at all.
The only problem is that the pleasure keeps building and building inside of me with no relief in sight. And I can’t tell the guys because my mouth is so full I’m nearly choking. When I try to push Graham away, he doesn’t move. I begin to gag and start to panic.