Virgin in the Middle(11)

“She’s getting close,” Vin says, and I groan again in response, feeling Anthony tense against me.

Then, without warning, Vin pulls out of me. So does Anthony, and I gasp in protest, lifting my head to glare at the guys. But they’re busy climbing around me on the bed, switching places, and my jaw drops as I realize what’s happening. They’re taking turns.

Before I have time to react, Anthony is behind me, where Vin knelt a moment ago. He slips on a condom in record time, and pushes into me slower than Vin at first, letting me adjust to his thicker cock. I moan faintly, but then Vin is in front of me, his cock brushing against my lips, having just peeled off the condom he was wearing. This time when I part my lips to take him into my mouth, I taste sex all over him, and it makes me hot as hell.

Anthony pulls out of me slowly, letting me feel every inch of him, while Vin eases into my mouth. At first I think he’s going to stop, let me take control, but instead, he tightens his hands in my hair and tilts my head back.

“That’s it. Deeper, Cass.” Vin groans deep in his throat as he slides into my throat. His cock touches the back of my throat and my body tenses, but he releases his grip on my hair, touches my cheeks gently instead. “Relax, Cass. Give up control.”

So I do. I let my jaw go slack, my eyes lifting up to watch Vin’s expression as he pushes his cock into my throat, slowly. His hooded, dark eyes bore into mine, and then Anthony slams into me from behind once more, and all three of us gasp in unison. Vin pulls out of my throat, lets me lick and suck at the tip of his cock for a moment before he slides back into my mouth, and Anthony thrusts his hips into mine, his balls slapping against my pussy lips as his cock slides fully inside me.

We find our rhythm faster this time, all three of us moving as one, Vin fucking my throat and Anthony fucking me harder and faster with every second. Before long, the orgasm rises up again, and this time, the guys don’t stop me.

“Come for us, Cass,” Anthony grunts, angling his hips so his cock slides against my front wall, hitting my G-spot dead on. “Come for me.”

I cry out as the orgasm hits me, and Vin speeds up his thrusts into my mouth, the vibration of my lips around him setting him over the edge too. His hands fist in my hair as he finishes, groaning aloud as he comes. I’m trembling, my pussy tightening convulsively around Anthony, and Vin draws back just far enough to free my mouth so I can moan again as Anthony comes inside me, growling as he finishes.

All three of us collapse to the sheets, soaked in sweat, and Vin tilts my chin up to claim my mouth in a long kiss. When we pull apart, Anthony grabs my chin as well, gently turning me to the side so he can kiss me next. We’re a tangle of sticky, sweaty limbs, Anthony’s arms around my waist and Vin’s draped across my shoulders. I don’t know how long we lie like that, enjoying the blissful tingle in our limbs, the heavy scent of sex in the room and our mutual aftershocks, before Vin’s hands slide down my waist toward my hips, and Anthony sits up beside us to trace the outline of my pussy, and we get lost in pleasure yet again…





6





It’s been a week since my first night with the guys. Every night since then has been some variation on the theme—Vin pinning me against the wall of the dorm room while Anthony jerks off watching us, all three of us moaning so loudly I almost worried that someone would call the dorm monitors; or the next night when Anthony went down on me while I sucked Vin’s cock, all three of us tangled in the sheets of Vin’s bed.

I had a bio mid-term this morning, but that didn’t stop us last night when I got home to find both guys naked and erect, standing in the middle of the dorm room dragging my coat off my body the second I walked through the door. Last night ended with me on all fours, Anthony’s cock down my throat as Vin fucked me from behind, his long, thick cock hitting all the right places with every thrust. I never knew that I could take a cock as thick as his, never mind two at once. But there was something so hot about hearing them both groaning, and feeling Anthony’s cock twitch between my lips every time I moaned around his hard length, or being able to clench my pussy tight and feel Vin jump inside me at the same time.

I was sore all over this morning, but I didn’t regret a second of it. That is, not until I walked into my bio class and sat down in front of a mid-term test full of words I barely recognized. Vin smiled at me over his shoulder, trying to reassure me, but I couldn’t think straight. Couldn’t remember any of the terms on this test—all I could think about was how it felt when Vin came inside me with an animal, guttural groan. The way it tasted when Anthony finished a moment later, and his thick cum coated my throat. The way Vin reached around to tease my already-aching clit until I came too, all three of us collapsing in a sweaty heap on the floor of our dorm, catching our breath until we were ready to do it again…

Those kinds of thoughts obviously didn’t help me ace the test.

Now I’m left staring at my exam results, posted on our class website just a few hours later, feeling a sinking knot form in my stomach. Shit. C-.

That grade isn’t as bad as it could have been—considering how little I studied, I deserved much worse. But it’s not the kind of score that will have me acing this course, or getting good placement in a grad school after this.

When I came here, I swore I’d keep my head on straight. Focus on what mattered, and not get caught up in romances or anything stupid. Now, just a few weeks in, I’m already letting these guys go straight to my head. What is wrong with me?

I can’t keep doing this.

I walk back to my dorm, shoulders sagging. All I can think about, yet again, is the look on the guys’ faces when I walk in. I know just how they’ll seem. Anthony gazing at me with his usual bright sunny smile, tinted with a hint of desire. Vin giving me his dark, brooding bedroom eyes, ready to jump my bones the moment I enter. But I need to talk to them instead. I need to tell them to calm down because otherwise, I’ll flunk out of college long before we can fully live out every dirty dream we want to do to one another.

I just hope I can keep my brain in my head long enough to have that conversation. Because it’s not just the guys—every time I see them, I want to rip their clothes off, run my hands over their perfectly sculpted bodies, let them take me however they want to, whenever they want to…

I swallow hard outside the dorm room door and square my shoulders. Right. Here goes nothing.

I push the door open and step inside. For a moment, I feel cowardly relief—the room is dark, no sign of the guys anywhere.

Then arms wrap around me from behind and I feel a weight on my shoulders. I cry out in surprise, but not before a voice greets me.

“Guess who!”

My mouth drops open and I freeze in place, confused. I know that voice, of course. But how could…?

“Nita?” I ask, spinning around to take in my best friend’s inexplicable presence.

“How’s it going?” she asks, beaming.

“What are you doing here?” My head still swims. Last I knew she was on the West Coast.

“I had to come back home for some stuff, figured I’d take an extra Friday off and drop by.” She punches my arm, grinning. “Besides, I was worried about you.”

“Cassidy?”

At the sound of my name, my stomach does another flip, and I turn to find Anthony in the doorway. He’s smiling, polite, but there’s clearly a question in his eyes.

“Hey Anthony,” I say, trying to warn him without speaking to hold his tongue. “This is my friend—”

“Nita,” he supplies with a grin. “We’ve met. How do you think she got into our room?”

Oh. Right. Duh.

“Thanks for that, by the way,” she says, batting her eyes. Then she spins back to me and flashes a wink, hopefully too quickly for Anthony to catch. “Anyway. I wanted to see how you’re doing in person. You know, after that grim text last week. Then I didn’t hear from you all week…”

Over her shoulder, I catch a glimpse of Anthony raising his eyebrows in question. Meanwhile, my mind races, trying to figure out what I last told her.

Oh. Crap. The night after Vin left me in the woods, and I assumed it was because of what I told him. About my virginity…

Anthony is still watching me closely, and I don’t want to get into the full conversation with Nita, not yet. It’s too much to explain. I just shake my head and force a wide, bright smile. “I’m doing good. Sorry, got caught up in school stuff.” Inadvertently, I glance down at the phone in my hand, still open to the page where my exam results show. Unfortunately, Nita follows my gaze, and her eyes widen.

“You’re doing good, really?” she asks, snatching the phone before I can shut it off. She squints at the grade, frowning. “This isn’t like you, Cass. Are you really okay?”

“What’s not like her?” Anthony asks, leaning in, and Nita turns the phone around to show him the grade.

My cheeks flare red-hot, and I snatch it back. Not fast enough to hide the C- on the screen, though. “It’s just one test,” I mumble. “I can make up for it with some extra credit work.”

“Just one test, in your favorite class,” Nita counters, shaking her head. “You definitely need some friend love. I’ll stick around for a while.” She nudges me with a hip, grinning. “Study session tonight? You’re invited too if you want,” she adds to Anthony with a wink, and my cheeks flare for a completely different reason.