ROMANCE: PARANORMAL ROMANCE: Coveted by the Werewolves (Paranormal MMF Bisexual Menage Romance) (New Adult Shifter Romance Short Stories) (228 page)

“That was interesting. I’ve never done it like that before,” Cody said.

“Yeah.  I liked it a lot too.  Did you like it Karen?” Derek asked.

Karen finished cleaning off her face, throwing the towel to the side.

“I sure did,” she replied.

The two men smiled at one another, happy with the way things went.  The three of them curled up against one another, each of them dozing off. It was an amazing experience, and Karen would do it again.

The next day, Karen and the two men woke up.  The party was long done, and when Karen walked downstairs, it seemed like everyone was gone.  Cody and Derek followed suit, looking at her with grins on their faces.

“Wow, this place cleared out. I hope Stephanie made it home safe,” she said.  Karen could feel the headache from her hangover start to pound against her face.  She hated hangovers, and she knew that once she got home, she was going to be taking an aspirin.

“I think she’s fine.  I’ll call my brother though to make sure,” Cody replied.

“Yeah, I highly doubt anything bad happened to her.  Patrick is a good man, and I know that he will take care of her,” Derek replied.

Karen nodded, happy that her friend was safe.  The air became awkward between the three of them, and Karen wondered if this was the end for them.  Would they continue this relationship?  Or would it become more awkward as time went on.

“So…now what?” she asked.

Derek pulled her into an embrace, and Cody followed suit.  They hugged Karen for a second before they pulled back, grins present on their face.

“Well I would love to continue whatever it is that happened here,” Cody said.

“Same. I had a ton of fun,” Derek replied.

Karen agreed with them.  This was different than a relationship because she didn’t have to worry about keeping too many formalities.  She wanted to continue this, and she knew that they did as well.

“Let’s continue this relationship then.  I like it,” Karen admitted.

The three agreed with that, Derek and Cody pulling Karen in and giving her a kiss on the cheek.

“We’ll walk you to your car,” Cody said in a loving way.

“Karen nodded in happiness. The three of them made their way over to the parking garage she was at, and Karen was happy to see that her car wasn’t’ towed because she didn’t come back last night. They said goodbye, and they exchanged numbers with her. Karen felt happy for the first time in her life.  Sure it was a bit of a different relationship, but that didn’t mean that it’s bad at all.  In fact, she could feel nothing but good vibes coming from this, and Karen was ready to see what this could turn into.

As Karen drove away, a feeling of happiness coursed over her. She was ready for the future, and she knew that it was surely going to be better than anything she ever expected. 

THE END

Pleasure Palace

              Instead of blankly staring at my professor, I casually glanced over at the two guys in my class that were perfect eye candy for another boring art history lesson.  Jason and Kendall were absolute dreamboats, and just looking at them made my mouth water and my skin tingle.  They were perfect specimens in my eyes.  Jason was a hot running back that had some brains, and Kendall was the captain of the swim team.  Needless to say, they both had chiseled forms that looked delectable in their polo shirts and their lovely jeans.  I could see the curve of their backsides in those pants, and they looked hot indeed.  I know I shouldn’t have been staring, but I truly couldn’t help it; I felt like I was gravitated towards them.  They were a sight to behold, and even just a glance of them sent my mind into a whirlwind of wild fantasies that left me breathing heavily with a definite moistness between my thighs.

              Those two were best friends, and I had always wanted to hang out with them, but never really had the right opportunity.  They both seemed charming, handsome, and really sweet.  I would be content to just to hang out, but if they wanted to get frisky under the sheets I would gladly comply.  But, I didn’t think they would ever go for a woman like me.  To state it politely, I’m ‘curvy’, but I had definitely heard the word ‘fat’ used once or twice to describe my figure. I usually let other people’s descriptions of me just roll off my back, but sometimes they sting.

              Sure, I was a little chubby, but I knew I looked good.  I did have round, full ass that guys loved, and I did have a nice rack that looked great with a push-up bra.  I did have some definite assets, but what I had to offer was much different compared to the girls that hot guys usually wanted.  They wanted girls that were 5’3” and only weighed maybe 100 pounds - the cheerleader-types of the school.  Yeah, I’m about as tall as they are and I’m far from a size 0.  Whatever, I worked with what I had and I knew I looked hot.

              I loved that these two hotties were in my art history class with me.  They were the perfect distraction that gave me an incentive to actually come to class instead of skipping and going for coffee with my friends. Besides, staring at Jason and Kendall was pretty much like admiring fine works of art. I could definitely appreciate their lines and form.  When I looked at them and let my mind go, I would find myself falling into a sort of trance that could last several minutes.  When I snapped out of my own fantasy world I noticed the start of saliva starting to form in my mouth and my thighs rubbing tightly together, feeling heat building. It was embarrassing, but I couldn’t help it.  They were hot to say the least, and I wanted them.

              I had no idea how to actually get closer to them though.  They didn’t pay attention to anyone outside of the circle of hot girls that seemed to always swarm around them.  They obviously were only into skinny and traditionally hot pieces of ass, and I didn’t think I qualified as that in their eyes.  I mean sure, I was hot, but not in the way I thought they wanted.

              The teacher continued to drone on about how this piece of art affected culture and that piece of art influenced political movements, while I continued to view my own artworks in the room.  They usually never paid attention of me, but I then caught Kendall glance casually in my direction. Our eyes met for a few moments and I saw a distinct glimmer in his eyes.

              He then whispered something covertly to Jason, who was sitting beside him.  Jason then turned to look my way. When we made eye contact he smiled slyly and returned to whispering with Kendall. I could feel it; they were planning something. I tried to contain my excitement as I felt my heart starting to race and my face blush. I snapped back to reality with the sound of the prof’s voice.

              “So everyone, that’s all I have for today.  I want you to work on your reports and make sure you meet up for the group assignments,” the teacher said. 

              I looked around, trying to think of what to say.  I was working with Jason and Kendall on the group project.  We had to come up with a report on Renoir.  Honestly, it was boring as hell, but that’s what I had to do.  I was about to walk out, thinking about whether texting them would be best when I heard my name being called.

              “Hey Andrea!  I wanted to talk to you,” Kendall said.

              I scurried over there quickly.  I didn’t want to look too desperate, but when I heard my name being called I thought they wanted to speak to me about something important, like our project.

              “What’s up?” I asked.

              “Well, we need to make plans to meet p about the project, but I also wanted to invite you to a party we’re having this weekend.  It’s going to be a good time, and I would love to have you there,” Kendall said.

              Wait.  He just invited me to a party, where they both will be.  I was super excited.  I tried to play it cool, but couldn’t help but feel a giant smile beam across my face

              “Awesome!  I would love to come,” I replied.

              “Great.  We’ll see you then. And let’s meet up the Monday after.  I don’t know how you’re going to fare, but we’ll probably be unable to work on stuff like that for a couple days,” he said.

              I nodded in assent.  I got where they were coming from.  I walked out, still smiling from ear to ear.  This could be my chance to get noticed by them.

This could be the start of something big, something beyond my wildest dreams. 

*****

              The next couple of days were a blur.  The only thing I could think about was the party Friday night.  I did a bit of work on the group project on my own, but every time I did I got distracted by the fact that I was going to be at a party with these two hot guys I had been drooling over for months.  It seemed almost too good to be true in a way, and I didn’t want to get my expectations too high. I kept having to remind myself to settle down, come back to earth, and that they most likely just wanted to be friends. That would be fine, I thought, but my mind kept drifting to a fantasy world where they would rip my clothes off and ravish my curvy body for hours with lustful attention.

              Friday finally came and I made my way to the party. When I walked up to the front door I could hear the loud hum of music and voices from inside and I knocked three times quickly on the door. It was so loud inside that no one heard, so I was left standing outside the front door, twirling my hair around my finger nervously. I decided I just needed to walk right in. With butterflies in my stomach, I took a deep breath and reached for the door knob. It turned easily, and I stepped into the house and immediately scanned the crowded room for the guys. There was loud music, and people were laughing and dancing.  It was in one of the dorm areas that the guys had.  They had parties up here a lot, but nothing like this.  It was in the main area where most of the kids chilled out on other days of the week, but tonight, it was a place where wild debauchery lurked.  I was surprised that this college had such a wild party atmosphere, but then again it did have an underground party scene.  Kendall and Jason were part of it, even though they didn’t act like douchebags like many of the others.  The more I looked around, the more I noticed how this party was off the hook. There were girls stripping on makeshift poles, and some of the guys started to throw money at them. The girls just laughed and continued to grind the poles and each other. I didn’t think I could ever do something like that. 

              I finally saw Jason and Kendall, and they were talking to some very obviously drunk girl.  I felt a twinge of jealousy in me, and it actually surprised me. I had to remind myself to keep my cool. So I calmly walked over to the keg and grabbed a cup of beer and then casually sauntered over to the guys. 

              As I walked over to the guys, I caught Kendall’s eye and sent him a warm smile.  They smiled back at me, and I could tell that they were more interested in me than the half-naked slurring chick in front of them. 

              I thought I didn’t think I looked half bad.  I wore a low-cut red dress that accented my breasts.  I also wore a sexy pair of black heels.  The dress fit nicely and didn’t show off too much.  I even curled my hair and wore contacts that showed off my brilliant eyes. 

              “Hey there.  How are you guys?” I asked in a flirty tone.

              “Pretty good.  I have to say, you’re looking great!” Jason replied.

              I blushed as I took a sip of my drink.  The girl that they were talking to got snubbed, and I felt happy about that.  They were only looking at me.  A couple of guys did come over and congratulate them on the killer party, but they didn’t care about anything else in the moment but me.

              “So what you guys think about the party so far?” I asked.

              “Well it’s pretty good.  The same girls as always are here though.  And none of them are whetting my appetite,” Kendall said.

              I thought about it.  I hope I wasn’t getting lumped into that group

              “Well, I’m glad to be here.  It’s fun,” I said with a coy smile.

              “Sure is.  Hey, do you want to dance with us Andrea?  It would be fun,” Kendall asked.  His voice was cooing and sounded sexy as hell.  I looked at them with a cheeky grin.

              “Yeah, sure,” I replied, trying to play it cool while I was bursting with excitement on the inside.  The men nodded and grabbed my hand.  The DJ was playing some sort of techno song that I didn’t know, but I didn’t care.  I just wanted to dance and have some fun.

              A friend of theirs came over with another round of beers.  I took one and pounded it back.  I could feel the nervousness that I had before start to melt away.  I didn’t know if it was due to the booze or what, but I started to feel at ease.  I felt lighter. I danced with them, and they each took one side of my body. Jason took the front, and Kendall took the back.  They started to dance close to me in a sultry way, and I could feel them grinding against me.  The music started to become slower and sexier, and I could feel electric vibes starting to fly between the three of us. I reached back to put my arm around Kendall’s head as he inched closer to my body I could feel his hard bulge pressing up against my round ass. I could feel my pussy starting to moisten with excitement.