Eager First Times

by Betsy Locke

  “Okay then. How about we complain to the apartment association? They have to be able to do something about it.”

  Mia shrugged. “Maybe they will. I'm still waiting for them to fix the leak in the toilet.”

  She was right. They always dragged their feet when it came to fixing things. When our air conditioner went out last summer, they waited all the way until the end of August until they replaced our unit. It took so many phone calls and visits to the office for them to finally do it.

  “Well I don't think I'm going to be able to sleep through this.”

  I returned back to my room and sat at my desk. The noise was still going on downstairs. My ears were ringing and I tried to focus on studying again.

  Then the music stopped. I stood still and listened.

  Nothing.

  I closed my books. I knew I should go to sleep before it started up again. This would be my only chance. I could always wake up early and study some more before the test.

  I got into bed and tossed and turned. The silence was now making it difficult the fall asleep. I kept feeling like they were going to turn on the music any second. My stress levels were rising. There was only one way to tire myself out.

  I slipped my hand under the covers and into my pajama pants. I found my clit and a rush of pleasure washed over me. I rubbed myself, imagining a big man undressing before me. His huge cock bouncing up and down at the thought of entering me.

  I swirled my hard nub around, my legs stretching out. The mystery man entered me, flooding my eager wet pussy with his meat. I stuffed my head into the pillow to keep from crying out.

  I didn't want to let Mia know what I was doing in here.

  I rubbed myself as the pleasure built higher and higher. I was so close.

  Then the music came back. This time louder than ever.

  I screamed into the pillow and collapsed into a sweaty mess. My body was aching with desire. I was so close to the finish line but not able to cross over. Not with the racket going on below.

  –

  Nine hours later and the music was still going. It didn't stop for a second during the night. And I didn't get a wink of sleep. I lay on my bed and stared at the clock until the sun rose.

  It had been a very long time since I got a sleepless night. And this one had to happen before a huge test.

  My brain was working at ten percent and I needed to get some sleep before the test. My only option was my car.

  I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. Mia walked into the bathroom looking just as much as a zombie as I did.

  “No sleep?” I asked.

  She nodded and splashed water on her face. Her eyes were glazed over as she looked into the mirror. “I'm going to go down there and kill them.”

  “I'm going to go complain to the office after school. We'll see if that does anything. I'm going to go to school and try to get some sleep in my car.”

  I parked my white Jetta in the college parking lot and leaned my seat back. It was still really early and there was barely anyone out. I took in a deep breath and exhaled slowly. My eyes were heavy and I couldn't keep them open any longer.

  Sleep never tasted so good.

  Chapter Two

  It's fair to say that I bombed the test. Not only did I not study enough but I went through it too slowly and I ran out of time.

  The bright side was that I would be able to retake it and get a little bit more credit.

  I still needed more sleep and I knew the chances of that happening at my apartment were very slim. I went back to my car and took another little nap before my next class.

  I woke up when it was dark out and the parking lot lights above were on. “Fucking fuck,” I said out loud. I had skipped my next three classes.

  But at least I was more rested.

  I went back home and realized that the office for the apartment complex was already closed. I wouldn't be able to complain to them today.

  For all I knew, our new neighbors wouldn't be playing loud music anymore. So I might not need to even worry about it.

  My hopes were dashed when I began walking up the steps to our second-floor apartment. I could already hear the noise coming through their door. I slammed my feet down on each step as I ascended the stairs. I knew it wouldn't make a difference.

  I opened our front door to find Mia asleep on the couch. She opened her eyes when I shut the door, and sat up, wiping her tired eyes. “Your complaint to the office didn't do much, Isabella. I've maybe gotten five minutes of sleep,” she said.

  “I'm sorry but I wasn't able to make it to the office before they closed. I'll have to go tomorrow,” I replied.

  “I don't think I'm going to make it another night,” she said.

  “Maybe you should sleep in your car like I did. I was able to get a few hours in. It was better than nothing.”

  “I might just have to.”

  “I think I'm going to go down there and politely tell them to turn it down. I don't think it can get any worse.”

  Mia yawned. “I agree with you this time.”

  “Okay wish me luck.” I turned back to the door.

  “Wait a second,” Mia said, stopping me in my tracks. I watched her get up and go to the fridge. She came back with a bottle of Tequila. “This will sweeten them up. Telling them to turn it down will be easier when you come bearing gifts.”

  “Great idea. You sure you don't want come down with me? If it's college guys, they might warm up to the fact that two pretty women live above them.”

  “Not going to happen when I look like this. I haven't gotten any sleep and I'm not letting anybody see me like this. Good luck, I'm rooting for you.”

  I walked outside and down the stairs. I was more nervous now than I was when I took the chemistry test earlier today. I came to their door and knocked. I waited and nobody came. It was foolish of me to think that they could hear me with all that music playing.

  I rapped on the door harder this time, banging my fists against the wood. The music turned down a notch and I realized that it worked. Somebody was coming to the door.

  A man opened the door. I mean a real man. He was in his early twenties. Every muscle rippled under his tight white t-shirt. He had a dark short beard that framed his face really well. I lost the breath in my lungs at the sight of him.

  “What can I help you with?”

  “Uhh...” I immediately flushed. I had completely forgotten what I came down here to say to him. All I knew was that this man was perfect.

  “Who is it?” Another man came over, cresting over the first guy's shoulder. This man was just as good as the first, short hair and tattoos covering his arms. They both looked like they spent all day in the gym.

  I was finally able to force my brain to say something. “I live upstairs,” I said in a low voice. The music they were playing could still be heard.

  “That's cool,” the first guy said. “I'm Jayden and that's Oliver.” He pointed to Oliver with all the tattoos. I said their names in my head over and over again so I wouldn't forget them.

  I gulped. “My name is Isabella.” I felt like I was introducing myself in a foreign language. Luckily for me they understood my sloppy English.

  “Nice to meet you,” Oliver said. “What can we do for you?”

  I balled my hands into fists and steeled myself. I needed to stick up for Mia and I. I couldn't go back up there and face her if I didn't do something about the noise.

  “I was wondering if you guys could turn down the music a little.”

  “Oh shit,” Jayden said. “We didn't know it was too loud. We thought the walls were really thick here. We're sorry.”

  “Sorry about that,” Oliver chimed in.

  “My roommate and I didn't get much sleep last night. But thank you. I brought you guys a bottle of Tequila.” I handed it to Jayden and he apologized again.

  “Why don't you come in and help us drink this?”

  “No I couldn't. I have a lot of studying to do.”

 
Oliver was hanging on Jayden's strong arm. “Come on. We owe you for being such dumbasses. It will make us feel better.”

  I relented. They were way too good looking and that need from the night before returned. “One drink,” I said with my index finger sticking straight up.

  Chapter Three

  Their place was the cliché college guy's apartment. There was a couch and TV with giant floor speakers flanking each side. There wasn't any other furniture.

  Jayden walked into the kitchen and took out three shot glasses. He poured the tequila into each one. It had been awhile since I had taken a shot of alcohol.

  Don't get me wrong, I did my fair share of drinking in college but it was mostly mixed drinks. I was never good with hard liquor.

  Jayden passed the glasses out to us. We formed a triangle and raised our glasses.

  “To new friendships,” Oliver announced.

  We clinked our glasses together and I downed the shot. The tequila melted my throat on the way down. I leaned over onto the kitchen counter, coughing up a lung.

  “I think our new friend needs a Sprite,” Oliver told Jayden.

  Jayden ran to the fridge and grabbed a can. He snapped the tab and handed it to me. I sucked on the soda until the searing pain finally died down. My eyes were tearing up and I felt so embarrassed. “Very smooth,” I said.

  Jayden and Oliver looked at one another and burst out laughing. I had redeemed myself with a good joke.

  “I assume you go to the college,” Oliver said, his eyes glanced down at my cleavage with immense desire.

  I realized that my low-cut purple top was probably not the best thing to wear around two horny college guys. I couldn't help it if my breasts were way too big for my body. I liked the size of them and I liked the way they looked.

  I nodded. “Last time I checked.”

  “What are you majoring in?”

  “I haven't exactly decided yet. I still have until the end of this semester to declare my major.”

  “Anything you're leaning towards?” Jayden asked.

  I got lost in his ocean-blue eyes for a moment. Both of these men were perfect specimens in every way. I'd never seen guys so hot before. And there were two of them right here in front of me! I didn't know what to do with myself.

  “I was thinking of maybe doing communications. What are you both majoring in?”

  “I'm majoring in computer science and Jayden is majoring in getting laid.”

  Jayden punched Oliver in the shoulder as hard as he could. That didn't seem to faze him. “Don't pay attention to him. I'm majoring in business.”

  The two of them didn't look very smart to me but appearances could be deceiving.

  “How about we do another shot?” Oliver asked.

  I weighed the options in my head. The alcohol was already hitting me and I felt really good. Plus I had already told them I would only do one drink.

  Jayden caught on to my apprehension. “You didn't do too well with your first shot, Isabella. Maybe you shouldn't.”

  Jayden had thrown down the gauntlet. I never backed down from a competition. “Pour the damn shots,” I said with straight face.

  Oliver poured us all shots and passed them out. I kept my hand on my Sprite as a chaser. It was the only way I would make it out of here alive. “What should we toast to?” I asked.

  “How about to finishing school in four years,” Jayden proposed. I also caught him looking down my shirt. It stirred that pressing need in the pit of my stomach. The thing I wasn't able to take care of the night before.

  “I'll drink to that,” I said. I poured the tequila into my mouth and immediately followed it with the Sprite. It wasn't as bad as last time. The burning sensation was very minimal.

  Both of the guys seemed pretty impressed.

  The night fast-forwarded and I was sitting on the couch in between the both of them. The tequila bottle was on the carpet and was only a quarter full now. Our shot glasses had fallen over in the carpet.

  I had lost count of how many shots we all had. All I knew was that after awhile, my can of Sprite was empty and I continued on without it. I could drink straight from the bottle and it wouldn't even faze me.

  All of the sudden we were laughing and crying over Oliver trying to talk with an Italian accent. He kept pretending he was ordering pizza in Italy. “No I want the pepperoni pizza.”

  It wouldn't have been funny under normal circumstances but for some reason his terrible attempt at an accent was the funniest thing in the world.

  Talking felt so easy when I was around them. I caught myself telling them things about my first time that I had never even told Mia.

  When I finished telling them the story about the guy who couldn't get me to orgasm, I could see their faces change. They were looking at me the way they stared down my top.

  I'd only been with a couple guys before and it wasn't anything to write home about. But being with two guys at the same time.

  I never thought myself lucky until now...

  Chapter Four

  I slapped each of their thighs over their jeans and moved both my hands up and to their crotch. It wasn't hard to find their large erections hiding in their tight pants. They were both gigantic and I made them both groan as I stroked them.

  “I think I know what you guys have been waiting for,” I said.

  Oliver with his tattoos turned my face to his. His lips were on mine in a second. I tasted the tequila on his tongue and moaned.

  Jayden's hand slipped into my top and cupped my heavy breast. He was rough, squeezed my tits and pinching my nipples. I cried out and broke away from Oliver. That gave Jayden a chance to kiss me. His beard was scratchy and itched my face. But his kiss was so damn good. His lips were soft yet firm, pressing against my mouth.

  “You're so fucking hot, Isabella.” Oliver ran his hand up my jeans and to my pubic mound. He pressed his palm against me hard and rubbed around.

  I didn't think I'd be able to feel anything down there with my jeans on but I was so sensitive. “It feels so good,” I yelled.

  Jayden ran his fingers through my hair and tilted my head to the side, biting and sucking on my neck.

  My body resumed where I was from the night before when I touched myself. I was so close then and now I was right back to crossing the finish line. “Right there, Oliver, right there! I'm going to come.”

  Oliver kept rubbing me down there until I finally found my release. Two day's worth of frustration left my body in an instant of spasms and ecstasy. I gasped for air when my body finally allowed me to breath again.

  I attacked the two of them with a ferocity that they didn't see coming. I pulled my top of my head and snapped my bra off. I let it fall to the ground. Jayden and Oliver both looked at each other with glee.

  “Don't be shy, they're all for you,” I said, rubbing my hand over my chest.