It’d been so long since she’d kissed someone, so long since she’d felt a man’s bare skin against hers. And the both of them felt so good and looked even better, exactly like in her dreams. Who was she to say no, really?
The thought echoed inside her brain, and that was all it took to get her to act. She’d only been responding before, but now, she really wanted to participate. She’d never been involved in a threesome, but she’d fantasized about this. She’d dreamt of being taken by the two of them, imagining their hardened bodies surrounding hers, sweat and cum gluing them together.
They’d become so important to her over the past months, from casual acquaintances to the best friends she’d never thought she’d have. They were different as day and night, Scott’s intensity lightened by Drew’s cheekiness. They were as tight as brothers though, and the first time she’d dreamt about them, she’d realized that even in her subconscious she thought of the two of them together. With her.
Breaking the kiss, she pulled back a little and looked up at Scott. “I think we need to relocate to the bedroom.”
His eyes widened. “Is that so?”
She nodded, Drew chuckling softly behind her.
“All right?” she finally asked, when neither of them moved.
“Sure. Sure.” Scott stepped away from her, looking a little dazed. “After you.” He motioned her to walk in front of him.
That’s when she realized she still wore the towel around her. It’d nearly slipped all the way off, baring her shoulders and the tops of her breasts. She held it against her with her elbows close to her body, striding out of the room before they could get a better glimpse of her nakedness.
They saw you in the shower earlier, her mind countered. And they’d really seemed to like it. Their cocks had been hard, their eyes only showing lust and desire. So who was she to deny them?
“Be brave,” she whispered to herself before letting the towel drop.
Two groans rang in the air behind her. She whirled around, but they didn’t give her any time to react. Hands pushed on her shoulders, and she fell backward, landing in a sprawl on the king-sized bed.
Drew was in heaven.
The woman of his dreams, the one he’d been fantasizing about for weeks, was exactly where he wanted her.
Her legs were wide open, her pussy clearly visible from where he stood. He felt Scott tense beside him, and he knew Scott had noticed it, too. He’d been right. She was a real blonde, but then he’d already known that.
A light thatch of hair curled just above the apex of her thighs, and he thought about shaving her there, how he’d discover soft and wet skin under it all… “Mmm, baby. You look good enough to eat.”
He laughed when she jerked, her legs snapping shut almost immediately.
His friend hit his shoulder. “Don’t scare her,” Scott murmured.
No, Drew would never do that. Not with what was at stake here. “Don’t, Kris. We just want to please you.”
“Please me?” she repeated, her voice soft.
He watched as she pushed herself up on her elbows, her breasts following the movement. Her nipples weren’t as hard now, and he wanted nothing more than to go to her and suck on them until they were once again a dark red.
Why aren’t you then? his mind countered, and he realized it was right. They were here for a reason after all…
He climbed onto the bed and laid on his side, his body only inches from hers. She turned her head toward him, and he smiled, trying to reassure her without words. She smiled back, and he could almost feel the relief spreading through him at the sight.
“Okay?” he whispered, but he didn’t wait for her reply.
His hand rose and fell, right on top of her right breast. She inhaled, the movement making her nipple rub against his open palm. He bent down and took it into his mouth, pulling on the skin until it was under his tongue.
Her skin smelled of Scott’s soap. That made him pull back a little until he remembered it’d been his idea in the first place to cut off the water in her bathroom. Hey, it had worked like a charm!
He felt her nipple harden, the skin crinkling around it. Oh yeah, baby. That felt good. It felt so good that he quickly switched and did it all over again with her other breast. Couldn’t let it be jealous after all…
She gasped, her left hand grabbing hold of his hair. He wasn’t sure whether she was doing it to let him know she didn’t want him to stop or whether it was involuntary. Either way, he liked it.
He heard her moan, a soft sound that echoed above their heads. He was praising his legendary skills when he realized she hadn’t moaned because of him. He drew back and looked down, only to find Scott lying between her legs.