I blushed at the use of the curse, but after a few moments, I couldn’t help giggling. He was exactly right.
I yawned. “Do you mind…do you mind showing me where I’ll be sleeping?” I glanced down at my watch. “I know it’s only nine, but I’m exhausted.”
Andrew smirked. “Come with me, honey,” he said. “Up the stairs.”
“Nice to meet you,” I said, nodding my head at Victor. But to my surprise, he followed Andrew up the stairs. He was cute, too – the opposite of Andrew, with a lanky body, dark blonde hair, and deep blue eyes. He had a cleft in his chin and wireless glasses that made him look like a young professor….the kind of professor that girls like Megan would flirt shamelessly with.
Victor smirked at me. I blushed scarlet – for such a mild-looking guy, he had a way of staring at me that made me feel like he was going to detach his jaw and swallow me whole.
Andrew led me up the stairs, through a dark hallway, and into a bedroom with a huge, king-sized bed and a silk duvet.
“You’ll be sleeping here,” Andrew said. He grinned. “Any questions?”
“Uh.” I glanced over my shoulder. “Where’s the bathroom?”
“Down the hall,” Andrew replied. He stepped closer to Victor. Victor reached up and started rubbing Andrew’s upper back. I knew that I shouldn’t stare, but it was hard to tear my eyes away from the two gorgeous men touching each other. As Victor kept massaging Andrew, Andrew closed his eyes and tilted his head back.
My cheeks were burning with shame. “I should leave you alone,” I mumbled, stepping back. But when I glanced up, I saw that Victor and Andrew were kissing deeply. Their tongues entwined with each other’s, and Victor wrapped his arms around Andrew’s muscular shoulders, pulling him close.
A strange feeling came over my body – I felt tingly and hot, like I was suddenly too big for my skin. My nipples stiffened inside my bra and I uttered a small moan as I felt the area between my legs grow damp and slippery. What’s wrong with me? I thought shamefully, twisting my body to the side. I’m such a perv!
“Come here,” Andrew said. He pulled his arm away from Victor and held it out to me. I didn’t move – I felt like I was frozen to the ground. Andrew grinned, then beckoned me with his finger.
“Come here,” Victor echoed. He smirked at me. “You know you want to.”
My legs felt like jelly as I walked across the bedroom. Even though it was only a few feet, I felt like I was walking across the ocean.
When I reached Andrew and Victor, Andrew pulled me into their embrace. Instantly, my body was surrounded by men. Victor put his hands on my waist and brushed my hair out of my face as Andrew pressed his lips to mine. When we kissed, I felt an electric spark shoot through my body and sizzle through the air. The dampness between my legs became a rush of sexual emotion as Andrew slid his hands down my back and squeezed my ass. Feeling his big, firm hands running all over my body was enough to make me moan softly into his mouth. As Andrew’s tongue slid against mine, I eagerly purred and pressed my body against his.
Victor stood behind me, rubbing my shoulders and playing with my hair. His soft lips kissed me right at the top of my spine, making all the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I shivered and thrust my ass against his body. Through his jeans, I could feel that his was rock hard. Andrew gently broke the kiss, pulling away and groaning as I bit his lip. The look in his eyes was dark, sexual – almost magical.
I was barely aware of Victor and Andrew tugging me over to the bed. When Andrew’s cold hands slid under my shirt, I cried out at the shock of his icy fingers against my skin. But soon his hands warmed and I moaned softly as I felt his fingers slide into my bra. Andrew pinched my nipples gently between his thumbs and forefingers and I arched my back. Victor leaned down and kissed me wetly, pushing my mouth open with his tongue and ravaging the inside of my mouth. He tasted like smoke and spice and I shivered as Andrew’s caresses to my nipples grew more forceful. My clit was throbbing in my panties and I moaned softly as Victor pushed me down onto the mattress. Andrew pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it across the room. He and Victor grinned at each other, then nodded before removing their own shirts. Together, they were a perfect contract – Victor’s pale blonde against Andrew’s golden, Grecian skin.
Victor and Andrew kissed again, slowly this time. I watched the bulge in Andrew’s pants twitch and I blushed hotly when I realized that it was his cock. Nervously, I reached forward and slid my hand across his erection through his jeans. Andrew groaned. He reached down and grabbed my hand, rubbing my fingers forcefully over his stiff cock.
“God,” Andrew groaned. He threw his head back and Victor kissed and bit his neck. I could practically feel the sensation both ways – it was like I was somehow both men and myself, all at once. Victor pulled my other hand towards him and rubbed it against his own cock. Both men were huge, but I could feel that Andrew was slightly bigger. A nervous thrill ran through me. What were we doing? How was it going to end?
Andrew and Victor climbed on the bed. As Andrew fumbled with the snap of my jeans, Victor kneeled behind me and tilted my head backwards until we were kissing upside down. I moaned softly into his mouth as I felt Andrew tug my jeans down my thighs and toss them to the side. A warm, musky scent filled the room and my cheeks burned with shame when I realized it was the smell of my own womanly arousal. The crotch of my panties was soaked, and each time my body twisted and strained, the wet fabric rubbed against my labia. It was torture – it felt so damn good, but at the same time, I wanted more.
Victor ran his hands down my body and cupped my breasts. Andrew traced the insides of my thighs with his fingers, gently touching me until I was shaking and shivering in his arms. His fingers were so close – yet so far – to my pussy and I desperately wanted him to touch me more.
“You smell so good,” Andrew murmured. He kneeled between my legs and nuzzled my wet panties with his nose. A pleasurable sensation burst in my lower belly and I spread my thighs wide, eager for more of his touch. Victor began massaging my back as Andrew pulled my panties to the side. I could see my pussy was wet and glistening with arousal. As Andrew gently reached out and rubbed a finger against my clit, I moaned loudly. It felt amazing – better than anything I could have imagined. I felt like a wanton slut as I lay there on the bed, thrusting my hips forward, towards Andrew’s hand.
“You’re sexy, Kristin,” Victor whispered in my ear. Andrew gripped my hips and nuzzled my labia again, making me blush.
“She’s so tight,” Andrew murmured. “Tell me Kristin, tell me the truth – are you a virgin?”
My cheeks blushed bright red. Slowly, I nodded my head.
Andrew grinned. He buried his face between my legs, wrapping his lips around my erect clit and sucking until I thought I was going to die of ecstasy. As the feelings surged through my body, I shivered and writhed and panted with lust. Victor tilted my head back and kissed me deeply. Soon, I was sucking his tongue and moaning into his mouth as Andrew continued to pleasure me.
When Andrew pulled away, I gasped. My pussy was swollen and tingling and I was sorely wanting more attention. Andrew climbed off the bed and unfastened his pants, pulling them down his legs and tossing them aside. Underneath, he was naked. I couldn’t help but stare at his erect cock. It was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. He grinned at me wickedly whe
n he saw that I was staring.
“Kristin, I’m gonna fuck you,” Andrew growled in a low, throaty voice. I moaned with anticipation as I watched Andrew reach into a side drawer and pull out a condom. He ripped the foil packed open with his teeth and sheathed his erect cock in a thin layer of latex. I gasped as he climbed on the bed.
“No fair,” Victor teased. “I want her, too.”