Sin and Desire (16 page)

Determined to change that, I wrapped my lips around his swollen cock, sliding down as far as I could take him and holding him there. Groaning softly, he wrapped his hand around my hair, setting the pace for me. Ha. Guys were so easy to break.

In fact, no more than a few minutes after I started sucking him off, Evan came in my mouth. The salty liquid, thick but not unpleasant, slid down my throat, and I swallowed instinctively, holding his gaze as he finished. Carter pulled me back as I felt Evan’s dick grow limp in my mouth, standing and bringing my face to his own throbbing cock. This was a more familiar sight, and I happily licked my way down from the tip, cupping his tight balls just as I knew he liked. He hissed my name, all but begging me to take him in my mouth, and as I did, Evan saw fit to finish me off from behind. Rougher than Carter’s tongue, Evan’s fingers pumped in and out of me, coaxing back the orgasm that had been building thanks to Carter’s oral skills.

I climaxed moments later, the sound of my cries muffled by Carter’s cock. It was hard to focus on breathing out of my nose, practically seeing stars as I came down from my high. Carter’s hands fisted in my hair as he thrust into my mouth, groaning each time he hit the back of my throat. He pulled away when I started to cough, then crouched down and spun me around. Much to my surprise, Evan was ready to go again, an impressive erection in his fist as he descended upon me.

I had no clue how they figured out their coordination, but without saying a word, Carter trapped my arms behind my back, acting as my support, and Evan hoisted up my hips and sunk into me. My head lolled back as he filled me, delicious aftershocks of pleasure shooting up from my core, prolonging the lingering effects of my previous climax. He took me slowly at first, lazily thrusting in and out, occasionally pinching my nipple or slapping my ass.

Leaning back against Carter’s solid frame, I was in heaven—total bliss. To give up some element of control to these two men had an intoxicating effect on me, and already I could feel the build of a second orgasm shuddering through me.

“Let me give you my mouth again,” I said after Evan slammed into me harshly a few times, pleasure shooting through my limbs, my skin flush with desire. After Evan pulled out of me, Carter tipped me forward, and I opened my mouth to accept Evan’s cock once more. As soon as my lips wrapped around the thick head, he came again, groaning noisily as I swallowed every last drop.

While Evan slowly pumped in and out of my mouth, his hands in my hair, Carter disappeared for a moment, and when he returned, I felt two lube-coated fingers probe my asshole. Moaning, I arched my ass up and placed my cheek on the carpet, and said, “Do it,” eager for more. We’d only tried anal a few times, always carefully, always slowly, and so far, it had been pretty damn fantastic.

The first few inches were always such a tight fit, and I bit my lower lip as I groaned, waiting for the brief and mild discomfort to pass.

Carter stopped for a second, hand probing my shoulder. “Are you…”

“It’s okay. Keep going. I want it. Please.”

Once he was in, there was no turning back. Hands gripping my hips, Carter began slowly, just as Evan had with my pussy, but before long he was slamming into me, over and over again. Evan watched a little, and it brought back memories of our cheering fans as Carter fucked me on our cabin retreat. My nipples hardened under Evan’s stare, and I almost begged him to do something to them—suck them, flick them, pinch them… anything!

I didn’t have to beg, thankfully. At Evan’s request to get me upright, Carter grabbed my hair and straightened me up, never once breaking his steady pace. His grunts, too soft to hear when I was bent over, were delicious in my ear, and I fell back into him, enjoying the hardness of his body against my back. Evan, meanwhile, did exactly as I hoped he would: his fingers were relentless with my nipples, alternating between the two, pinching and plucking, the pain mixing with the pleasurable build-up of my
third
orgasm perfectly.

Just as I was on the brink of coming, Evan reached down to play with my clit, finally pushing me over the edge as Carter came in my ass. He groaned my name when he climaxed, burying his face in the crook of my neck and shoulder. Pinned to him, I was surprised I stayed conscious for the third climax, panting so hard that my breasts bounced. Totally spent, as soon as Carter let go of me, I toppled forward, thankful that Evan was there to catch me. Carefully, he helped me up and set me on the couch, smirking.

“These are quite the movie nights you guys have,” he laughed, and Carter and I exchanged knowing smiles. “Is there a shower I can use?”

“Oh, there most definitely is,” I said with a sigh, taking his hand and holding my other one out to Carter. He quickly took it, and both men helped me to my feet.

“We won’t all fit in there, April,” Carter noted as I led them back to the bathroom. Over my shoulder, I smirked. I might have been on the verge of exhaustion, but there was no way I was ready to call it a night yet.

“Don’t worry, boys,” I told them, flicking on the light to the bathroom and grinning. “You can always take turns.”

My Best Friend – Part IV

“Are you sure he won’t mind me… joining in on the fun?” Kelsey said.

I raised my eyebrows as I slipped back a rather weak martini, eyeing my friend from across the little circular table. She sounded genuinely worried, despite the fact I’d assured her a hundred times over since she agreed to everything that Carter would be one thousand percent up for a night with two women. After all, he’d dropped Evan on me as a little surprise last month, and I thought it only fair to return the favor with a surprise of my own.

I’d known Kelsey since my first year of college, and Carter had met her sporadically over the last four years. We’d taken the same Intro to Psych class, and in a sea of four hundred other students, we totally cheated off each other on just about every exam we wrote. Since then, we’d been friends, our cheating days falling to the wayside as we each got more serious about our schooling. While I graduated with a degree that set me up to do social work, Kelsey was well on her way to becoming a clinical psychologist, already prepared to take her master’s in the fall.

Which was creeping up on us. Dangerously fast. Real life was coming back into view, and now that I was done my undergraduate degree, I had no idea where to go from here. The only real stability in my life had been Carter, as always, and I valued our little date nights more than I cared to admit. We’d graduated from calling them “movie nights”, because the pretense of coming to my apartment just to “watch a movie” got old. Now, we met up in different places: cafés, bars, bookstores, and the gym. Anywhere to keep things spicy, because the outcome was always the same: blissful fucking into the wee hours of the morning.

Tonight would be different. We hadn’t had anyone join in on the fun since Ethan, and I thought it was about time we brought in some fresh blood. Kelsey was just Carter’s type too: tall, square-shouldered, big bust. The woman was an athlete, and while I should have been intimidated that we’d be naked with one another in just a few short hours, I wasn’t. Carter worshipped me on our little nights, going out of his way to see that I couldn’t move from all my orgasms—I’d lost any sense of self-consciousness around him months ago.

“Oh, look, there he is!” I stood to flag my best friend down, waving at him from across the fairly busy bar. He smiled when our eyes met, waving back in a way that was just goofy enough to be embarrassing. As he approached, his smile faltered when he noticed Kelsey sitting across from me, and I could almost see him start to sweat at the sight of a very pretty woman.

“Hey,” he greeted, leaning down to kiss my cheek, all the while giving my arm a little squeeze.
Who is that?
I could practically hear him ask—he had a terrible memory when it came to names and faces.

“You remember my friend Kelsey, right?” I asked as he settled in the chair next to me, gesturing to Kelsey as she took a sip of her tropical cocktail. His eyes darted up to mine, no doubt recalling that those were his exact words when he’d reintroduced Evan to me, and his lip twitched upward as his brain clicked into place. I could almost see the gears working. “She didn’t have any plans for this evening, so I thought she could hang out with us.”

Carter blinked at me, then leaned across the table to shake Kelsey’s hand. I pressed my lips together, muffling a chuckle. Gorgeous women made him a little awkward sometimes, but I was sure that with a drink or two in him, he’d be fine in no time.

“Kelsey, yes,” he said, nodding as he leaned back in his seat, “We met at … um … the football game last year.”

“And the Christmas party after that,” she teased, a twinkle in her eye that made me smile. “Glad to see I made an impression.”

Well, she was bound to make an impression tonight. Smirking, I flagged down a passing server and ordered another round of drinks on me, eager to get the night started.

And what a night it was. Even before anything intimate took place, I was having a blast. The conversation flowed once the alcohol loosened all our tongues, and soon enough we were out on the dance floor with all the rest of the crazy college kids. Our bodies drifted closer and closer together with each passing song, and soon enough Carter and Kelsey had me sandwiched between them, my ass rubbing against Carter’s slowly hardening cock while Kelsey’s hands roamed both of our bodies.

As the DJ transitioned to a somewhat mellower song, maybe to give the dancers a second to breathe, I glanced between Kelsey and Carter. There was a heat in their eyes, both when they looked at me and at each other, and I knew immediately that it was time to go.

“My place is closest,” Carter whispered in my ear, his arm around my waist as I grabbed Kelsey’s hand. I nodded, then let myself be led by my two friends toward the door. We left the steamy, noisy bar behind, and Carter managed to flag us a cab to spare us the pain of walking drunkenly in heels to his apartment. We were fairly quiet in the car, Kelsey and me leaning on each other while Carter sat up front with the driver, but I knew it was because of the absolute palpable tension between us, waiting to explode as soon as we were alone.

Carter’s apartment was in a better neighborhood than mine. It was bigger, nicer, and more modern. We still generally had our hookups at my place, so I relished the fact that I wouldn’t have to clean up whatever mess we made tomorrow morning.

“Make yourselves at home,” Carter told us once we were inside. He then excused himself to use the bathroom, and I led Kelsey to the living room. One of the walls was made entirely of windows, and from there we could see most of the city. There was never a need to turn the lights on at night in that room: the nearby towers and billboards were enough to keep the room comfortably lit.

Leaning against the window panes, Kelsey brushed my hair out of my face, her hand surprisingly steady, and when I felt Carter’s presence lingering in the doorway, I leaned in to kiss her. As I expected, her lips were softer than Carter’s, more supple and plump, and she tasted like a blend of her tropical drink and mint gum. The embrace quickly grew heated, our lips parting and tongues meeting, and I heard Carter stroll in, my ears pricking at each footfall.

Breaking apart, Kelsey tugged me over to where Carter sat on the couch, positioning me in front of him, and then, as he watched, she peeled off my clothes. It shouldn’t have taken long, I’d only worn a little summer dress tonight, but she removed each piece like she was unveiling an art exhibit. My nipples hardened as soon as they were free, a quiver of excitement passing through me as Carter watched her touch my body. She cupped my breasts from behind, squeezing gently, before one hand wandered down to stroke my clit. I shuddered in her arms, all the while pleased that I’d asked her to join us.

Carter rose, his initial awkwardness gone, and stood before me, running his finger between my breasts. Our eyes met, and he glanced down—which was the only cue I needed to drop to my knees and free his throbbing cock from its restraints. It sprang out, as if eager for my mouth, and I wordlessly obliged. Above, Kelsey and Carter were wrapped in a passionate embrace, their lips parted as they hungrily consumed one another with kisses. I looked up as best I could, watching with rapt fascination as I sucked him off. 

Clothing fell around me like a winter storm, naked bodies encroaching on my space as I swirled my tongue around the tip of Carter’s thick cock, playing with his balls. My knees ached from kneeling for so long, but I almost didn’t mind. Instead, I merely enjoyed the show as two beautiful people got to know each other a little better around me.

The cock in my mouth suddenly disappeared, and I sat back as Carter scooped Kelsey up and pinned her to the window, fucking her with such ferocity that it took my breath away. She cried out, her arms wrapped around him for support, but from the look on her face, she was beyond enjoying herself. I bit my lip and leaned back to enjoy the show, one hand wandering between my thighs to play with myself. Unfortunately, I quickly found I liked
being
watched more than I liked watching, and I was soon on my feet, stroking and kissing Carter’s back, not wanting to be left out.

Perhaps sensing my third-wheel feelings, Carter carried Kelsey back to the center of the room, then set her on her feet. Giddy with excitement, I almost clapped as he made himself comfortable on the ground, beckoning for Kelsey to crouch over his face so that he could taste her. That left his glorious cock, still hard as ever, all for me, and while Kelsey made herself comfortable, I straddled his hips and sunk all the way down. Carter groaned noisily when our hips connected, his abs clenched tight, and I held nothing back as I rode him, seeking both my pleasure and his.