by Annie Stone
They are both laughing at that. Tom replies, “S & M is not my kind of stuff, but how about tied to my bed and all three of us fuck you thoroughly?”
“Damn it, Tom, and I thought, you were the nice one.”
They are laughing again, before Will says, “That’s where you went wrong.”
“Hmmm.” I’m eating quietly for a short while. This is really good stuff. “Ok, I have another rule.”
“Tell us.”
“I can always have half of your dessert.”
Will teases me, “You are a little wolverine, Thea.”
I am chewing off a big bite and make a show of it. Will bumps his shoulder into me and gives me a little smile that melts my heart.
“One of the hot things with Thea is that she eats normally,” says Tom. “And that’s why she’s curvy and we can grab her without fear to break her, if we are too hard.”
Will holds his fist up and Tom bumps it.
“Men,” I say and grab my second taco.
They don’t hide their amusement with me.
It’s amazing to watch football with the guys. Sam and Josh aren’t really interested, so I’ve never had the pleasure to watch a game with people who share my joy of the game.
Everyone in my hometown was fan of the Tampa Bay Buccaneers. The year they won the Superbowl in 2002, everyone was partying for days, but for me it was torture. I thought I might never watch a game without vomiting all over the place. Literally. Connor McCreepy was the quarterback of my highschool’s team.
I’m getting rid of my negative thoughts and focusing on the game at hand. The 49ers win against the Houston Texans 34 to 3. Yay.
We take a taxi back home and both guys can’t keep their hands off of me. Tom’s hand is under my tricot, and he palms my breasts, while Will’s fingers graze me between my legs.
One moment I am confused as to how this is going to play out. I mean, both of them are turned on, and I would bet a million that they both want sex. A threesome? The thought makes me kind of nervous; I have to admit. It’s one thing to have sex with one guy at a time, and a completely different thing to do it with both of them at the same time. I don’t think I could do this. Could I? Well, if they suggested it, I would probably try it. And I am sure they’d make sure, that I had a great time. But…I don’t know.
Tom opens the door to our apartment, while Will kisses me passionately. I am backing off a little and ask, “And what now?”
They look at each other, before Will shrugs. “You take her first and when you’re done it’s my turn.”
He slaps my rear, winks at me and marches in his room.
Tom doesn’t waste any time and pulls me to him for a passionate kiss. I open my mouth and let his tongue inside. They’re all such good kisses. And what can I say? I love kissing.
He pulls me into my room and throws me onto the bed. He lies on top of me, spreads my legs and plants himself between them, while he carries on kissing me. He grabs my hair and holds my head so that his tongue can dive deeper into my mouth. Oh God, I’m going to come just from kissing!
He presses his cock against me, and I feel how hard it is. Our hips rub against each other, every time his bulge grazes my clit. I moan and claw at his shirt.
“Thea, baby, suck me off.” He murmurs and changes position. I take off his shirt and kiss down his body. When I reach the band of his pants, I lick at his cock through the material and he groans. I bite gently, and his hands go into my hair to hold me tight with my teeth on his bulging cock.
“Do it again,” he groans.
I oblige, and I feel him go even harder.
“Fuck, Thea, put it in your mouth, I can’t hold out much longer.”
I release his cock from his pants and start licking.
“Put it deep in your mouth, now!” He thrusts into my mouth.
“Teeth, baby! I like it harder.” My teeth graze at his skin, and he almost flips out. He tries to hold back from coming.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” he cries out as he slides back and forth. His head is thrown back, his eyes lusty and hazed. There’s not many things sexier, than a man who’s about to come.
I take his balls in my hand and play with the seam, but he grabs at my hands.
“Keep them off, Thea,” he says, and it’s not long before he comes. One last deep thrust and he holds it there. His warm spunk shoots into my mouth. As he pulls out, I open my mouth slightly to show him his cum. He pushes two fingers into my mouth and lets me suck on them.
“Yeah, baby, now swallow.” He strokes my throat lightly with his finger. I lick my lips and his eyes are wild and turned on. He pulls me into a hug.
“Shit, Thea, I can’t remember the last time I came that quick. No one’s ever bitten my cock before. Who would have thought it’d be such a turn on?” He laughs.
“Sorry,” I murmur.
He strokes my face. “Don’t do that, don’t apologize. It was amazing. You can do that again and again.”
I smile at him and kiss his lips softly. My hand reaches down between us, and I rub his cock. He hasn’t gone soft after coming. “How do you want me?”
“For always.” He grins at me.
I giggle and feel my cheeks go red. “Don’t say stuff like that, Tom.”
He lets go of my face and kisses me softly but urgently. “God’s honest truth, Thea. I want you for always.”
I feel something warm spread over me. He wants me. For always. Up until now the words ‘always’ and ‘forever’ scared me. I mean, it’s forever! How can someone not be scared of that? Always could be 60 years. 60! I mean, I’m not yet 30, and I’ve never done anything for more than a couple of years, and I’ve never had the same people in my life for very long, which can’t be normal, but that’s probably just my skewed life experience.
“Thea, breathe.” I hear Tom’s voice through the fog of thought. Whoa, panic attack.
“I’m fine. Sorry!”
“What happened? You looked totally panicked.” He looks at me, worried.
“Well, that word ‘always’ sounded so permanent,” I try to explain.
He laughs. “Do we have a relationship-phobe in the house?”
I frown. “Let’s put it this way, I don’t exactly have a lot of experience when it comes to connections. Maybe because I always got out before it ever got serious.”
“Baby, this here is serious. We’re not just messing around here. I mean, you’re living with us. If we’d wanted something casual, we’d never have given you a key to our apartment.”
“Scared of stalkers?”
He grins. “Something like that. You, sweet, darling Thea can stalk me until your heart’s content. And just so you know, nothing turns me on more than my favorite stalker waiting naked in my bed for me.”
“So noted.” I kiss his lips.
Tom pulls my sweater off me and snaps open my bra. He kneads and strokes my breasts, kisses them and whispers to them. He presses his face in the valley between and kisses round them.
“Which do you like more, my breasts or me?”
He cups them and kisses one and then the other. “You, but your tits are my favorite thing about you.”
“Do you want to fuck them?”
“Definitely, but not now. Right now I want to be in you.”
He pushes his hand into my pants and strokes my pussy gently. I press against his hand.
“Do you want me in you?” he asks huskily.
“Um…”
“Bitch,” he grins and slides his finger into me. “Is that enough?”
I shake my head.
“So you do want me in you…” He strokes tantalizingly between my legs.
“Yes, yes, Tom! I want, I want!” I can’t pretend to be disinterested any more. I want him in me. My vagina throbs with anticipation.
He grins wolfishly. “Perhaps I don’t want to any more…” He pulls his finger out of me.
I groan frustratingly. “Put your cock in me! Now!”
He folds his arms
. “Not happening.”
I pull off my pants and underwear and put a condom on him. I let my hand glide over his cock, straddle him and sink slowly onto his erection. Before he’s in me, I stop and look deep into his eyes. Two can play at this game.
He grabs my hips and pulls them down while thrusting up into me at the same time. I moan out loud and just like that he has the upper hand. Again.
“So sweet that you thought you were in control,” he scoffs as he pounds into me.
I moan as my pelvis grinds against him. “How did I think you were the nice one?”
“Don’t stop, ride my cock,” he orders before saying, “What made you think I was the nice one?”
I try to think, but my brain can’t cope with the question. It’s gone to mush. “No idea. Who’s the nice one then?”
“Why does one of us have to be the nice one? Maybe we’re all bad boys.”
Even better. “Bad boy heaven.”
He grins and thrusts into me. We stop talking and find our rhythm. I let his cock slide in and out of me gently, making my tits sway, which, he tells me, ‘look hot.’
I position myself so that his cock hits my g-spot, and it’s not long before I come. My pussy clenches around him making him come, too. I collapse onto his chest and stroke the ripples of his abs while he strokes my back. He stops when he gets to the scar above my rear and traces its shape.
“Where did you get this?” he asks softly.
“I fell on a broken glass bottle.” It’s close enough to the truth. It broke under me because Connor McCreepy pushed me so hard into the floor, but I don’t tell Tom that.
He lets me climb off and lie on my stomach next to him. He kisses the puckered skin. “You’re beautiful.”
A warm feeling washes through me. “My mom wanted me to have it removed. I refused. It’s my battle scar and part of me.” I bite my lip. I don’t like talking about my family.
“You’ve never talked about your parents,” he says.
“There’s not much to tell.” I snort. “I haven’t seen or spoken to them in ten years.”
“Want to talk about it?”
“One day.”
He strokes my back, massaging the tiny knots out, and I relax again. His hands massage my ass, and his fingers slip between my cheeks. He moistens his fingers in my pussy and pushes two into my ass. I moan.
“I love watching you react to anal, baby. It’s going to be so good when I fuck you on Friday.” I ask myself about that last word, but it slips my mind as he starts stroking me.
He slips another finger in. They slide in and out slowly and rhythmically. I lift my hips and stretch my ass out to him. He pushes deeper, but doesn’t speed up. I bite into the sheets and shake my ass. I hear Tom’s amusement, but I don’t care. When I was looking at the apartment, I thought he was laughing at me, but I’ve worked out it’s not that. He’s enjoying the moment, he’s enjoying me and not in a derogatory sense.
And I love his reaction. It’s perfect. Who doesn’t want to make the important people enjoy life and have a lot of fun? Shit, that feels amazing!
Tom starts to push his cock in and makes love to me.
“Oh God, Tom! I love it!’ I breathe.
His other hand rubs my clit. My toes curl and my hips push against his fingers. I feel a surge wash over me. My orgasm builds slowly, getting stronger. I want to give in but hold back, just a bit longer. My hand goes down between my legs and we both play with my clit. I am so turned on. I just need a bit more, just a tiny bit to come. I feel he’s ready and his cock jerks in me. He thrusts deeply and comes. His sounds are so hot that they trigger my orgasm. My pussy contracts on itself, every muscle clenches, and lust shoots through my veins.
Exhausted, I fall onto the bed and pull Tom down with me. He takes me in his arms, kisses the top of my head, and strokes my back. I could fall asleep.
At some point Tom pulls his cock out, removes the condom, and leaves my bed. I hear him knock on Will’s door. Oh. Will. I’m already shattered, how am I supposed to deal with Will’s libido?
But when Will comes into my room in just his boxers, my tiredness evaporates. I look at his hot body, those eyes filled with passion and desire and that amused smile. My Will. My hot Will.
He lies next to me and pulls me into his arms. He presses his hard cock into me.
“Do you think you still can, baby?” he asks.
I answer him by lying on top of him and kissing him. My tongue finds its way into his mouth. His hands move to my bottom and press me against him. I rub my breasts against his chest; my nipples harden.
He groans into my mouth. “Baby, you turn me on so much.”
I slowly kiss my way over his neck to his chest, lick, suck and nibble at his nipples. His hands stroke through my hair and over my back.
My tongue glides over his belly button and I trace the lines of his stomach muscles. My hand slowly moves into his boxers while I kiss along the V of his groin. My fingers close around his erection. I slowly apply pressure and move down to stroke his balls.
I pull off his boxers and admire his amazing cock. I take it with both hands.
“Show me what you like,” I say.
He covers my hands with his and begins to move up and down quickly and tightly. When he sees I’ve got it, his hands move away, and he groans.
I stop my hand job at the base, let go, and flatten my tongue to lick along his shaft. His groans become louder, his thrusts harder. I know he wants to turn this into another mouth fuck, but I want to indulge him, I want to give him something special.
I take his hands from my head and move them to his sides on the mattress.
“Leave them there or I’ll tie you up.”
I look him in the eye and take the tip of his cock in my mouth.
“Fuck, Thea!” His hands claw at the sheets.
I suck on it slowly and lick it like it’s a popsicle. My tongue revolves around the tip and licks at the pre-cum. I suck and kiss it gently.
He can hardly control himself and wants to take back the control, but he doesn’t and lets me do what I want.
My lips lock on his cock, and I lower my mouth down his shaft. My mouth becomes a vacuum and I suck harder on him.
“Fuck!”
I get the feeling he likes it.
I begin to hum and his hand goes into my hair and grips my head. He thrusts into me. I grab at his fingers and move them to the headboard. I fish for my panties, which are lying on the floor, and I use them to bind him to the bed.
I kiss him slowly and urgently on the mouth. “Baby, I want to do this for you, I want to pleasure you. Don’t just take, let me give.” I stroke his beautiful body. “My God, you’re so hot.” I feel how my words turn him on and make him happy.
I kneel again between his legs and take his cock into my mouth while my hand plays with his balls. I kiss along his shaft and take his balls in my mouth. I hear his sharp intake of breath and watch him throw back his head. His eyes close and his breathing becomes faster.
“Fuck, baby, that’s so good.”
I suck his balls softly, licking the soft skin and making small kisses. My tongue traces the seam of his balls and up along his shaft. I take him in my mouth again and my hands move up and down quickly. My tongue plays with the most sensitive part of his tip making him wild.
“Baby, I’m going to come,” he groans.
He stiffens and begins to jerk. My finger presses against the skin under his balls and his orgasm becomes harder. I massage the area carefully as his cum sprays into my mouth. When he’s finished coming, I lick at his tip and lie down next to him.
One hand wanders up to his wrists and unties him. “That,” he kisses me on the top of my head. “Was.” Kiss. “Without doubt.” Kiss. “The best.” Kiss. “Blowjob.” Kiss. “Of my life.” Kiss.
I think he enjoyed it.
I press against him. “I hope you’re not angry with me for tying you up.”
He strokes the hair out of my face. “No,
it was a new experience.”
“Good or bad?”
“Fantastic. It was so hot. Normally I just fuck women in the mouth instead of letting them pleasure me. I seriously didn’t know what I was missing.” He shrugs. “Or maybe it’s just with you.” Kiss. “Whatever the case, you can do that as often as you like, baby. My cock is yours to do with as you please.”
“And it’s such a fantastic cock,” I tease.
“That goes without saying.”
I punch him playfully on the chest. “Arrogant ass.”
He laughs, grabs my hands, and kisses them. “Just stating a fact.”
My lips search for his. His hand cups my face, and our kiss becomes more passionate. His tongue finds mine, and they circle each other.
“Baby, did Tom fuck you with a condom or without?”
“With, why?”
“Good, I want to lick your pussy, but I don’t want his cum in my mouth.”
He kisses the length of my body and plays with his lips on my nipple. His mouth moves south, kissing my belly. He raises one of my knees and opens my legs so he can lie between them. His fingers run along the lips of my pussy. I twitch. It tickles. He presses harder and I moan. It’s no longer ticklish, and I feel his tongue. He worships my body, kissing and nibbling at my lips.
I feel his breath, his tongue, his fingers, his lips. I close my eyes and concentrate on the sensations running through me. My fingers claw at the sheets and I arch against him. I try to press my legs together but he holds them open and refuses my desire for more stimulation. My back arches from the mattress, my head is thrown back, and I moan loudly. His games make me crazy.
Suddenly his tongue is in me. I cry out and lust takes over. I can’t think anymore, all I can do is feel. And it feels so good. He pulls his tongue out and then thrusts it in again. Again and again. My breath comes in short bursts, and I begin to pant.
His fingers play with my clit, a circling motion which becomes tighter and tighter. I almost lose it. What feels like an electrical current surges through my body, and my muscles begin to contract.
“Will,” I pant. “I’m going to come, okay?”
He grins. “You can come any time you want. Just remember what it’s like if you hold back.”