“What if I want it now?” I ask with a quieter tone.
“I’d ask you why as I make you finish eating. You’ll need the energy for what we plan on doing to you,” he says.
“Well... to put it simply, I haven’t had an orgasm in over a year. I don’t date, so I haven’t had consensual sex since.... fuck, I don’teven know... you two are gorgeous men and I’d like to think you two are attracted to me. So... we may as well make the best of the situation. I don’t want to be away from you two but staying means probably being with you two forever, or until I piss you off enough and you kill me for being a brat. We may as well work on building something with each other so we can live our happily ever after together.”
“Do you want more?” he asks, holding my now empty plate.”
“No, I’m okay,” I say with a smile.
“Let Mario take you to the bed,” he says. I nod and get out of his lap. We all leave the closet and I eagerly follow Mario to my bed. Angelo leaves the room as Mario steps closer to cup my face.
“Don’t be afraid to speak up if you are uncomfortable, okay?” he asks.
“I know,” I smile.
“Then let’s get you undressed he says before grabbing the hem of my shirt and pulling it off of me. He then pushes my shorts down and I step out of them. I take the initiative to unhook my bra and toss it to the floor, letting my breasts spill out. I then step out of my underwear in time for Angelo to kiss my neck.
“How slow do you need us to take this?” Angelo asks as he wraps his arm around my body to rub my clit. I am already dripping and eager to take him.
“I don’t do slow,” I say. “I do intense and overwhelming.”
“Then get on your knees for him,” Angelo says in my ear before kissing my cheek and nudging me forward.” I smile at Mario before bringing myself to my knees in front of him. He pulls his cock outand my eyes go wide, and I can’t help but smile when I see that not only is he pierced, but he’s huge. He’s at least ten inches and is thick. Once he steps out of his clothes, I grip the base before taking him into my mouth. Mario groans and fists my hair before he takes over and starts fucking my mouth. I suck him hard and make sure that my tongue is teasing each of the piercings up the back side of his cock.
“Fuck,” Mario groans and pulls out of my mouth.
Angelo stands me up before sitting on the bed and pulling me closer. “Come here,” he says softly. His cock is even bigger than Mario’s. He has a Jacob's ladder as well.
“I don’t think this is physically possible, Angelo,” I say, and he laughs as he grabs the backs of my thighs to pull me into his lap.
“How do you want it, Dolcezza?” he asks.
“I want to feel like I’m dying,” I say with a sweet smile. “Make it hurt.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he says as he grabs my hips and slowly lowers me onto his cock. I gasp and tighten my grip on his shoulders as he fills me. He lies back and just after hearing a little cap open, Mario pushes his cock into my ass.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” I whimper. “Fuck, I’m so full. Please... please fuck me.” They are both buried inside of me but not moving. I whimper and rock my hips, trying to get some kind of reaction, hoping they will fuck me stupid. “God, please. Please, fuck me.”
“Such an eager little lady,” Mario says as he pulls out and surges back into me, making me scream. Angelo pulls out to the tip beforeslamming into my cervix. They alternate strokes and fuck me hard. Their pace quickens every time I cry out. Soon, they are fucking me so hard and so fast that all I can do is scream through the waves of my orgasms. Pain is radiating through my belly, alongside pleasure, and I love every fucking second of it.
Angelo seizes my throat, cutting off my air, and they both relentlessly pound into me. My eyes roll back and something explosive is triggered. They pump into me and fill me with their come while harmonizing their pleasures. Angelo releases my throat and I cry out as oxygen rushes into my brain, and I come with them.
My body is weak as they lay me on the bed to clean me. When they are done, we lie together on my bed. I lay with my arm around Angelo and running my fingertips through his chest hair. He has his arm around me and is lazily stroking my hair. Mario is lying behind me, rubbing my back.
“I think we can definitely manage to live together,” I mumble, and they both laugh. “I’m glad I met you guys.”
“Us too, Dolcezza,” Angelo says sweetly. “Us too.”
Chapter fifteen
Extra credit
Professor/Student
I am sitting inmy Social Psychology class, hardly able to keep my eyes open. I stayed up late last night studying for my Sociology test this morning. Professor Bramlett is going on and on about how psychology affects society and it’s boring as fuck. It’s only boring because I understand it already.
I have my head resting on my hand as my elbow is propped on the desk. I am trying to force my eyes to stay open but it’s making me go cross eyed as he talks. He hates it when people fall asleep, but I am still paying attention. Class is almost over, and then I get to go to my dorm to get ready to go out with some friends.
Today I turned twenty-one so I’m going to go out and drink legally for the first time. I did have a fake ID, but I no longer need it. I’m surprised I never got in trouble for using it. It was obviously fake, but we went to the places that we knew didn’t care. Now we can go to the better places. I’d like to think that my so-called friends are coming to celebrate me, but it’s just an excuse to get shit faced drunk. Ultimately, I’ll end up alone as always. I don’t drink much because I have to make sure I can getback to my dorm.