Dorian’s hands were already pulling her shirt up. She raised her arms. When she put them down, she was only wearing her bra.
“You smell so good,” she heard Dorian whisper into her ear and another surge of electricity traveled throughout her body.
She wanted to feel his tongue. There was nothing she would deny him. Either of them. She released a silent breath, in anticipation of what was to come. Frey’s hand traveled downwards, between her legs. She was already wet. She had been falling for them both little by little, and now, she would finally get what she wanted all along, what she craved for.
Dorian unhooked her bra, letting it slowly slide down her shoulders, revealing her perky breasts, nipples peaking. Frey smiled, then kissed each one, while she could feel Dorian’s kisses landing on her neck and earlobes. She was already wet, knowing what would come next, anticipating it. She had been waiting for this for so long, unwilling to admit it even to herself but they sensed her desire. They smelled it on her body, her every pore revealing her secret to them.
Dorian turned her face to him, pressing his tongue to hers. His hand was on her neck, dictating the tempo, as Frey’s hand found its way down, his fingers tracing the seam of her wet panties.
She moaned and Dorian suddenly released his grip. In a second, she was lying on her back, with her legs bent in the knees, spread wide. Frey didn’t waste any time taking off her panties or her skirt. He slid her panties to the side and pressed his tongue onto her, tasting her. It was so sweet, so wet. Frey’s tongue was inside of her, soaking up her juices, as Dorian’s lips pressed against hers, stifling her moans. She pressed her pussy closer to Frey, riding him now, wanting more, but not sure if she could take any more. He pressed his finger against her clit which was swollen with desire, as he finger fucked her harder and harder, pressing that spot which finally made her explode from within. Her body flexed and twitched, but he didn’t stop. Instead, he kept on going, not allowing her a second’s rest.
Dorian pulled back and she saw him unbuckle his pants, revealing his hardened dick to her. It was bigger than anything she’d seen before. She palmed it, her fingers couldn’t even encircle it. She put it in her mouth, feeling another wave of pleasure coming on.
Then, it was Frey’s time to move back and she heard another familiar sound. But, before she could see what he was packing, he was already at her entrance, caressing her pussy. Little by little, he pressed into her, as her mouth was full of Dorian. Frey pressed his thumb against her clit, massaging it gently. He knew if he pushed harder, she would come again and he wanted to make her wait for this one.
Dorian’s head tilted back, as she sucked him off, her warm tongue playing tricks on him, sucking, licking and teasing, until he could not take it anymore, and filled her mouth with his hot, sticky cum.
“Fuck…”
She heard Dorian groan, but she didn’t have time to focus on his pleasure, as she was taking all, even more than she was willing to give. The sound of her wet pussy being slapped by Frey’s cock was too much to bear, as he exploded into her, her pussy tightening, reaching her own climax once again.
They remained like that for a few seconds, their bodies interconnected, feeling like this was exactly as they should be, forever. She felt sore, like her every muscle was touched by these two orgasms, and she was worn out. A wave of pleasure and peace washed over her, and she saw the same feelings on their faces.
Dorian rolled down next to her and the three lay down on the bed, holding hands. They wrapped their arms around her, feeling her shiver.
“Are you okay?” Frey asked.
She could feel herself blushing a little, now that it was all over.
“I haven’t felt this good in a long time,” she replied, feeling sleepy. “Should we head back?” she asked, even though she was hoping for a negative reply.
“We don’t have to, if you don’t want to,” Dorian told her, kissing her on the forehead. “We can stay here as long as you’d like.”
She smiled silently, then closed her eyes. The last thing she remembered was how their sweat smelled, sweet and sticky, and she was finally theirs.
Chapter 16
“Where have you been?”
Eva opened the door to her dorm room, and was greeted by Bella’s worried face. She entered slowly, with a mysterious smile on hers, dropping her backpack to the ground, then sitting next to Bella on the bed.
“Shit, that really looks bad, Eva. I heard Katrina cornered you in the bathroom.”
“She did,” Eva nodded, with that same cryptic smile.
“And somehow, you’re not pissed. Why?” Bella eyed her strangely. “I’d be furious.”
“I was.”
“But, not anymore?”
Eva kept on smiling, then at one point, she even giggled, pressing her hand to her mouth, as if she was trying to suppress an even bigger and louder bout of laugher which was dying to get out.
“You look crazy,” Bella remarked. “Why do you look crazy?”
At that point, Eva couldn’t stop laughing. It was a laughter of joy she hadn’t felt in a long time and it was like a huge rock was lifted off her chest. She was finally able to breathe again.
“Eva,” Bella leaned a little away, her eyes wide with unexpected shock, “you’re scaring me. Talk to me.”