Triple Major_An MFMM Graduation Romance

by Lana Hartley

  I wrap my fingers around Richard's cock, his thickness pulsing against my smooth skin. I grin at him, his lips slightly parted as I start moving my hand back and forth with slow and teasing movements. Looking over my shoulder at Lucien, I can almost feel all the pent-up desire hiding behind his eyes. His pants are tented, his cock pushing hard against the fabric as he takes in the sight of my hand on Richard’s cock.

  "Come here...or are you just going to stand there and look?" I ask him, the words drawling out of my mouth in a half-purr, each syllable like a jab designed with the intent of spurring him into action. He swallows in his hesitancy, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he steels his face, his lips an almost inscrutable line. For half a second, I think he's going to turn on his feet and bolt back down the stairs. But I'm just being silly, really: these two can't get enough of me...even if they have to share. All of my Freedom Fighters, and that’s how the Seven have made themselves available to me — as mine — belong inside me. Right now I’ve followed these two and now I need more than just information.

  Lucien licks his dry lips, his body leaning forward as he takes one step toward Richard and I. I reach for him with my hand, my fingers grabbing at his belt and pulling him close. I push on the hem of his pants and, before he can react, I slide my fingers under his trousers and boxer briefs, feeling the aching warmness of his cock. I open the palm of my hand and, straining against the hold of his pants, grab his cock harshly.

  I turn my attention back to Richard, my heart starting to race faster, each beat of it sending a hefty dosage of desire toward my pussy. My insides are burning up, the sweet spot between my thighs becoming more and more soaked by the second.

  I won't lie: this feels very, very good. A dream come true. The idea of them sharing me right now turns me on so much I feel a humming pleasure coursing through my body at just the idea.

  I followed them and demanded they tell me what was going on, and they acted like they didn’t want to tell me. As if I need to continue being a damn pawn. I mean, part of me gets that and part of me also doesn’t want to be pulled in all those directions.

  Now, with my hands on their hard cocks, I'm going to cut through all the bullshit and get pulled in the direction I actually want to be pulled in.

  I take my hand off of Lucien's cock and, with a quick push and flick of my fingers, I pull his belt out and unzip the fly in his pants, tugging them down with his underwear at the same time. His cock jumps to my hand in a flash, and I only have to curl my fingers around it.

  "This is hot, isn’t it?" I purr at them.

  With a snarl, Richard hand captures my waist, his fingers sliding across it and then down over my ass cheeks. He grabs them hard, squeezing my cheeks in his fingers; I breathe out deeply and, before I can breathe back in, Lucien's long and eager fingers are running up my stomach and to my breasts, going over the curve there in a hesitant motion. He squeezes my right breast then, savoring how my tender flesh molds itself to his fingers.

  I keep moving my hands up and down their cocks, still keeping my gentle and patient, if not tantalizing, pace. I open my hands then, sliding them down and cupping their balls at the same time. They're warm and big, and filled to the brim with an unending dose of testosterone.

  "Pants off," I say in a low commanding tone, looking from Richard to Lucien. They look at me, their eyes slowly widening as if they didn't expect me to take charge like that. "Now," I command with a devious smile on my lips.

  Snow, experienced pleasure seeker here, and happy to comply.

  Richard is the first to buck under the pressure. He kicks off his shoes hurriedly and, even before he gets the first one off, Lucien starts to do the same. I go back to their cocks, stroking them as they push their pants down and step out of them.

  "That’s it," I whisper teasingly, letting go of their members and grabbing them by the scruff of their necks. I pull them into me harshly, both their mouths dangerously close to mine. I lean into Lucien, brushing my lips against him and then pull back, doing the same with Richard. They taste heavenly, desire pulsing sweetly on my pussy as I grow wetter; my juices are already soaking my thong and, if I keep going like this, soon enough they'll be dripping down my legs.

  With a darting movement, Lucien reaches for me and takes his hand, pushing it under the hem of my dress and pressing hard against my pussy. I moan sharply, his pressure on me sending a jolt of electricity up my spine. Not wanting to be left behind, Richard hikes the dress up to my waist and then grabs my ass hard, his fingers brushing over my ass crack. I squeeze their cocks, allowing instinct to be my only guide. Biting down on my lower lip, I know exactly what I need to do.

  I go down to my knees, their cocks still in my hand. I look up at them, both their cock pointing upward right above my face. God, just looking at them is enough to make me moan in anticipation. I start tugging on their members hard, flicking my wrists harshly as I move my fingers from their root to the tip.

  Leaning forward, I let my tongue slowly slide out of my mouth, and reach for Richard's cock with it. As gently as I can, I lick all his length, from its root to the tip, lapping at it twice. Then, stroking him softly, I turn my attention to Richard and do the same. I keep doing it over and over again, gently licking the both of them, my hands keeping their cocks in position. I push them closer, their tips just inches away from each other; the closer they are, the warmer they become, as if the proximity between them is making their blood boil.

  I pull back for an instant, just enough so that I can glance at them, my hands stroking their cocks harder. I go faster and faster, my eyes never leaving their faces; Lucien closes his eyes for a fraction of a second and, before he can open them up, I lean in. I open my mouth, engulfing his tip and allowing his saltiness to coat my tongue. Sucking eagerly, I let his tip pop out of my mouth and then lean into Richard, wrapping my lips around his cock as both men's scent blend inside my mouth. God, if they weren't so massively thick I'd just open my mouth and let their cocks inside of me at the same time. It's not a problem though; I'll just have to push them to the edge one at a time.

  Opening my mouth, I move forward and push Richard's cock down, allowing it to roll over my tongue and go as deep as possible. I let it pierce me until I can almost feel its throbbing tip against the back of my throat. Pulling back out slowly, I suck on him all the way, my lips sliding off his tip with a lewd sound.

  I do the same with Lucien, ramming his cock inside of me with a sudden forward movement of my head. But instead of simply pulling back out, I start bobbing my head up and down, sucking him at the same rhythm I flick my wrist and stroke Richard's cock. I change it up, my mouth going to Richard as I tug on Lucien; I lick him up and down and then kiss his tip, scooping up a drop of pre-cum with my tongue, and then slide my lips down the side of his shaft. I go lower, opening my mouth and sucking in one of his balls, lapping my tongue at it and making it roll inside my mouth.

  I close my eyes as I do it, so I don't see Lucien reaching for me; I only feel his fingers on my collarbone, hooking themselves on the fabric of my dress. He pulls on it with a furious motion, the sound of ripping fabric clawing at my eardrums. Well, there goes my dress. But I don’t care; I don't stop sucking on Richard as Lucien proceeds to tear my dress apart, pushing it down my body and baring my chest. His fingers slide up my stomach and then over the cup of my bra until they meet my skin. I tremble as I feel the pressure of his fingers going over my right nipple, and I unconsciously move slightly forward, aching to feel him grabbing my tits.

  He takes the hint quickly, allowing his fingers to slide under the cup of my bra and pinching my almost painfully hard nipple between his thumb and index finger. He applies the right amount of pressure there—not too hard, not too soft—and I can't help but stop sucking on Richard, a moan hiking up my throat.

  As Lucien fondles my breasts, Richard takes a supporting position and reaches for me, his arms going around my body as his hands look for the clasp on my bra. Grabbing it, he unhooks it in one si
ngle motion, pushing it down my shoulders. I let go of their cocks for one second, just enough time for me to throw my bra to the side; before I can have them back in my hands, though, they're already grabbing at my naked breasts and caressing my nipples.

  “Oh, God,” I breathe out, closing my eyes just for a fraction of a second. By the time I open them again, Richard is already down on his knees by my side. One look into his eyes and I quickly realize what’s on his mind. Grinning at him, I just watch as he grabs Lucien’s cock and angles it toward me; I lean in, wrapping my lips around its tip and sucking on it, and that’s without taking my eyes off of Richard.

  I slide my hand up Lucien’s legs and grab at the hem of his shirt. I tug violently, forcing him to come down to our level. He kneels in front of us, the muscles in his legs moving like hard pistons as he does it. As if my fingers are claws, I grab Richard's shirt and pull on it with uncontrollable violence, the buttons scattering everywhere.

  I do the same with Lucien.

  With a growl, I grab their cocks underhandedly, jerking them as hard as I can. I grit my teeth, moving my hands furiously and relishing the fleshy warmness of their cocks against my skin.

  Richard's hand darts forward, pushing my thighs apart and lodging itself over my thong. He rubs on it, my wet folds brushing against each other as he does it. Pressing hard, I shiver at the pressure on my clit, flames spreading outward from it and licking my whole body. I bite my lower lip so that I don't moan hard, but I can't help myself as Lucien suddenly pinches my right nipple, his touch almost electric.

  "Oh, God," I whisper with a moan, my mind turning into mush as it tries to process both men's touch. Fucking all Seven was amazing...but having these two right now, so close, their cocks crying out for me...Just thinking of this is almost enough to make me come right now.

  And that's exactly what happens.

  Richard flicks my drenched thong to the side, sliding his index finger inside of me in a hook motion. It happens in less than a second: his finger brushes over my folds and goes deep in a heartbeat, his fingertip immediately finding the way to my G-spot. The moment he touches me there I have to bite down hard on my lip, exhaling through my nose as sparks of delicious pleasure jump inside of me, igniting my body and sending my mind into a downward spiral of pleasure.

  My limbs are still shaking when I feel Lucien's hand on my lower back. He looks at me, flames of eagerness darting behind his eyes, and then gets up. My eyes follow his cock, and I have to fight back against the urge to lean forward once more and suck him off.

  He gives me his hand and, grabbing it, I get up after Richard slides his fingers out of me. The moment I'm standing, Richard grabs my ass hard and pulls me into him, pressing his mouth hard against my clit. I cry out as he does it, the final waves of the orgasm still making my skin prickle.

  Richard gets up too then, grabbing my other hand. I'm standing between their naked bodies, my torn dress still on my waist. With a smile, I decide it’s time we move on to the next level; I walk across the room, pulling the two men after me; I sway my hips from side to side, fully knowing that their eyes are enjoying the way my ass moves.

  They follow me to the bed, and there, I place my hands on my waist and slide what's left of the tight dress I was wearing down my legs. The only thing I'm wearing now is my thong and heels; I want the heels to remain, but the thong needs to go too.

  "How about you take this off me?" I whisper, hooking my thumbs on the small string of fabric that delineates my hips. They reach for me at the same time, a hunger to the way they move, but I step back against the bed, my cheeks pressing against the footboard. "No. With your mouths."

  Richard grins at me and he's the first one down, kneeling at my feet. Lucien follows him not even one second after, both men's cock pointing upward and glistening with pre-cum. They start kissing up my knees to my thighs, the sound of their lips on my skin almost like a lullaby. I throw my head back, savoring the way their mouths climb up my legs; they bite down on the fabric of my thong then, Richard on my left thigh and Lucien on the right one. Gently, they start to pull it down my legs, my skin prickling as I feel the wet patch of fabric that covers my pussy leaving my body.

  I can't control myself. I kick my thong off, sending it flying across the room, and tangle my fingers in both men's hair. I grab them harshly, pulling them into me as I lean against the frame of the bed. They come willingly, kissing my inner thighs, their mouths so dangerously erotic on my body that I feel like I’m going to burn up from the lust.

  Lucien places his hand under my ass and pushes me back; I let his strength send me back and I sit on the edge of the bed, Richard pushing my legs apart so that the two of them can fit there.

  I close my eyes not even wanting to know which of them takes the lead. I just let a deep and vicious moan tumble out of my lips as the tip of an eager tongue traces the contour of my pussy, flicking against my folds and scooping up my juices. Then there's a finger on top of my clit, pressing and rubbing with small but precise circular movements.

  God, I want to see this. I open my eyes, looking down between my legs; Lucien is flicking his tongue against my pussy and Richard, placing his arm over Lucien's shoulders and around his neck, has his hand on the mound right above my pussy, his thumb carefully stroking my clit.

  I fall back, lying on the mattress and opening my legs wide. Richard opens his mouth, taking in my folds and sucking on them as his tongue jabs in and out of me. He laps at me incessantly, each time his tongue meets my clit pleasure gathering inside of me. I gasp as Lucien places his hand under Richard's head, brushing one finger against my pussy as Richard focuses on my clit. He slides one finger inside of me, gently probing as Richard applies an almost magical pressure on me with his tongue.

  "Harder," I moan, arching my back as Lucien starts a hurried coming and going motion. He keeps on going until my muscles start tensing up, climax looming over the horizon and cresting the ridges of my rational mind, threatening to choke it down and drown it.

  As if the two had rehearsed it, Richard presses his mouth hard on me, steadily wrapping his full lips on my clit as Lucien slides one more finger inside of me and hooks it tightly against my G-spot. Just like that, I scream, the high-pitched sound bouncing against the walls and filling the whole house, a shriek of pure ecstasy dancing on my lips. My back is arched, high voltage running through my spine all the way up to the base of my skull.

  They hold still as the orgasm ripples through me, only pulling back when I stop flailing my legs. Propping myself up on my elbows, I grin at them as they get up, their cocks pointing toward me like a loaded weapon. Fuck, I need them inside of me. I need to feel their thickness ravaging my pussy, to feel my inner walls being stretched to the limit as they pound me without a single trace of mercy in their thrusts.

  Richard grins as he approaches me, both his hands reaching for my tits as he places himself between my thighs. Guided by instinct, I reach for Lucien's cock with my hand, pulling on it.

  "Come here," I purr in his direction. As if hypnotized by my words, Lucien goes around the bed as I lie back on top of it. He positions himself on the other side of the bed, his cock right above my face, just one inch away from my mouth.

  I smile up at him, shivering as Richard starts to rub the fat head of his cock up and down against my inner folds. I open my mouth as an invitation and, grabbing his cock with his hand, Lucien guides it home; I close my eyes as his thickness slides over my lips and fills my mouth completely. In that exact moment, Richard thrusts and his cock goes deep inside of me in one single motion. It's almost as if someone is pulling my mind by the seams, ripping it apart from end to end.

  If you ask me my name right now, I doubt I'll be able to answer. My mind is busy with other things, namely the two fat cocks inside of me. Hell, I know the situation we’re in isn’t an easy one, with the kingdom and being on the run...but right now, these problems are nonexistent; I’m too busy with how it feels to have these two perfect men on me, their naked bo
dies vessels for the raging lust I breathe into them.

  I want to moan; I want to scream! But with Lucien's cock buried deep in my mouth, all that I can do is succumb to pleasure. I lift my arms over my head and place my hands on Lucien's waist; my fingers slide across it, and I grab his tight round ass cheeks, pulling him in. With gentle movements, he starts to thrust, his cock going in and out of my mouth in the most delicious way.

  As if they were one, Richard starts to thrust too, his pace matching Lucien's with such perfection I can't even imagine how they do it. Perfection? Screw that, it pales in comparison with what these two are capable of. Perfect is just a meaningless word for them, nothing more than an appetizer.

  They keep thrusting and thrusting, the rhythm growing at a steady pace. Soon enough I'm bursting with violent energy, my muscles quivering and starting to tremble. I can't help it; I have to grab Lucien's cock by the root and take it out of my mouth, a muffled moan of delight turning into a throat-clawing scream of pure ecstasy. I keep jerking Lucien as I become pleasure's hostage, Richard's cock ravaging me with the brutish ferocity of a man born to fuck women senseless.

  Without any warning, he pulls out of me, sliding his hands under my ass and turning me around as if I were nothing more than a lightweight ragdoll. No wonder, the man is all muscles, each one of them brimming with power.

  I’m on all fours on top of the mattress, my ass raised in Richard's direction; he slaps me across it with the back of his hand, the sound of the impact making me squirm in a frenzy of sweetened lust.

  Lucien runs his fingers over my face, and my eyes lock on his. There's more than lust there; there is passion, there is caring and tenderness and things that are honestly kind of new to me. And I like them.

  I smile. I'm smiling, and all because of the way they’re both looking at me. I don't even know why I'm doing it. I just can't help it; my heart is feeling tight inside my chest, a joy I haven't felt in a long time nestled there.