“I hardly ever date one man, so two will be very new for me,” I admit.
“We just take it day by day,” he says. “Willing to give it a shot?”
“Yeah,” I smile.
“Thank fuck,” he says as he kisses me hard. When I loop my arms around his neck, he grabs the back of my thighs and picks me up before laying me back on the bed.
Together, they both start undressing me. Brett is between my legs and starts gently rubbing my clit as Zeke positions me so that my head hangs off the bed slightly. “Let me fuck that pretty little mouth, baby,” Zeke says. I willingly open up for him, and he pushes straight to the back of my throat. I gag and try to push him away on instinct, but he grabs my wrists to stop me. “Relax. It will pass.”
I focus on how Brett is touching me and eventually, it does pass. Zeke starts to move and I’m able to hollow my cheeks to suck him.
Brett is ruthless in the way he slams into my pussy. I scream out around the cock in my mouth as they both fuck me. The vibration from my moans forces Zeke to moan. He is pumping into me furiously, chasing down his climax. “Fuck, Alice. Just like that, baby,” he groans. I pull my hands free so I can cup his balls, gently squeezing them. Zeke’s movements falter slightly before he starts to come, sending his come down my throat for me to eagerly drink. I keep sucking him hard until he pulls out and makes me stop.
Brett then immediately flips me and pulls me up to my knees. Zeke is out of breath, but he sits beside me and moves me so that I can rest my head in my arms on his lap. Brett then takes me, fucking me to tears. He pushes so far that I know I’ll feel it all week. I am nearly sobbing as he pulls orgasms out of me with ease.
When he finally comes, I am disassociated, flying through subspace like I was made for it. They clean and dress me before we all lay together in silence.
I’ve been dating Brett and Zeke for six months now. They’re simply amazing. They still relentlessly tease me, but I’ve learned to just give it right back to them. I’ve learned that teasing is just their love language. They’re never cruel and most of the time the things they tease me about are the things they love about me the most. The way I dress, for example. It’s like some sort of foreplay for them when I keep them guessing.
Kaylee and I are going to a party tonight, but the guys have to study for their finals. Kaylee and I are celebrating finishing classes so I might actually drink. I usually don't.
“Are you ready to go?” Kaylee asks from the other side of my door.
“Yeah,” I say. I open the door and her mouth falls open. I’m wearing a tight-fitting black dress that shows off my tits and curves beautifully.
“The guys are going to hate that they missed this party,” she says after a second. “Can I just… motorboat you?”
“No, you freak,” I laugh. “We should get going.”
“One day you’ll let me,” she remarks as we walk outside.
When our Uber comes, we talk on the way about our plans for next week. The guys want to take Kaylee and me on vacation butwon’t tell us where. I suspect that it’s likely the beach because we were just talking about how we haven’t been since we were kids.
When we get to the party, we immediately grab a shot of tequila. There are so many people here and I keep losing track of where Kaylee is. We dance together but we keep getting separated. When a song ends, I turn around and expect it to be Kaylee holding my waist since not two minutes ago she was, but it’s Fisher.
I gasp and back away from him before turning and walking somewhere else. I know I’m just putting more distance between Kaylee and I, but I don’t want to be near him. I think that I have gotten far enough away from Fisher but when I look around to make sure I see him walking toward me.
“Fuck,” I sigh.
I turn and keep walking. Suddenly, I am ready to go the fuck home. I pull my phone out and call Kaylee. She answers right away.
“Hey,” she says over the music. “Go to the… I’m in…”
“What?” I ask. “I can’t hear you.”
“Go…. Where…. Hello?” I can only hear bits and pieces of what she is saying because everything is so loud, I get frustrated and hang up. I go to the kitchen first and get a drink.
As I’m walking back through the house, trying to find Kaylee, a few people bump into me. One of the times is because some asshole turned the lights off because they want to play with glow-in-the-dark bracelets while they dance. I can see that someone is hitting them out and it illuminates the room slightly along with the outside lights from the back patio shining through the door.I can see enough to walk through as I try to get to the back patio, but a large body runs into my back.
“Sorry,” someone mumbles.
“Mhmm,” I say as I step out onto the back patio. There are not a lot of people out here so I sit down and take a sip of my drink so I can text Kaylee.
Me: On the back patio.
Kaylee: Shit. I’m upstairs looking for you. Be down soon. There are so many people here.
Kaylee: Why did these drunk motherfuckers turn the lights off again? Last time someone broke a glass and someone got cut.