“Okay.” My gaze flicks from Felix, to Lukas, to Elliot, letting them know that this is my response to all of them.
“Thank you,” says Elliot.
“And like Sebastian said, if you want us to stop, just say so and we will.” Lukas pulls my T-shirt over my head so I’m sitting on the table in just my bra and panties, Sebastian’s hands lightly stroking my calves.
I feel completely exposed, aware of every nerve in my body screaming for contact, but other than Sebastian, none of them are touching me.
Until Felix hooks his finger under my chin and turns my face toward him. “Thank you for trusting us.”
Slowly, he leans in until his lips brush against mine. I may be mostly naked in front of four men, but I am too turned on to be embarrassed and can’t help but follow as he pulls back slightly to look down at me. He grins, his expression turning wolfish, and captures my lips again in another kiss.
This one is more insistent than the first, and I don’t even register that he’s pressing me backward until the cold wood of the dining table against my shoulder blades sends goosebumps pebbling along my skin. The hardness of the tabletop contradicts the softness of Felix’s lips. When I part my lips and my tongue darts out, asking entrance, he again leans back with another wicked smile. I can see myself reflected in his glasses, my dark hair splayed out on the wood where textbooks were only a few minutes ago.
“Just relax and let yourself go.” Felix leans in again for another quick kiss before moving around to the other side of the table so his face is upside down in my vision.
He runs his fingers through my hair, gathering it into his hands. I close my eyes, letting his touch relax me, almost forgetting that I’m mostly naked and they are all fully clothed.
I feel hands on my shoulders, but I don’t open my eyes. The hands stroke down my upper arms, lowering my bra straps, and then fingers hook into the cups of my bra and flip them down to reveal my breasts. I gasp, my eyes flying open to see Felix still smiling down at me. I keep my eyes on his as warm breath ghosts across my breasts—Lukas? Elliot? both?—making me shiver, my nipples hardening. I’ve never had a man so close to my breasts before. Part of me is desperate to cross my arms in front of my chest, but I keep my hands flat on the table.
“You’re beautiful.” Felix presses his forefinger against the bridge of my glasses to slide them back up my nose, exactly the same way he does for his own glasses. I’m not used to being called beautiful, and I part my lips to protest against the compliment. But there’s nothing in his expression to indicate he’s lying, and when I glance down at Lukas and Elliot, who are leaning over me, their lips inches from my bare breasts and the same intensity on their faces that I see on Felix’s, I remember that they don’t lie. None of these guys ever says anything they don’t mean.
And the knowledge that they mean it, that they find me beautiful, makes mefeelbeautiful.
I arch my back slightly, lifting my breasts the tiniest bit closer to their faces. The anticipation of what’s to come heightens my awareness of where they are in the room: Felix above me, Lukas and Elliot hovering over my exposed breasts, and Sebastian kneeling between my legs.
Lukas and Elliot lower their faces in tandem, mirroring one another’s movements, and I’ve never realized two people could be so in sync with each other.
Their warm breath disappears, replaced with the sensation of tongues flattening against my erect nipples, before their mouths move to explore the undersides of my breasts, leaving the wet nipples cold and wanting. One of them tugs my bra further down, the lace scraping gently against my skin. It’s such a contradiction to the teasing softness of their mouths.
I shift underneath them, arching my back again to try to get their mouths where I want them—on my nipples. It was only one stroke, but it was enough to know that I want the attention focused there. Lukas and Elliot must understand what I’m silently asking for, because they flatten their tongues against the sensitive tips of my breasts again before circling them around the erect points. I hadn’t realized how hard they were until right now. I let my eyelids drift shut and focus on all the fluttery feelings they’re eliciting in my body right now, the swoopy feeling in my stomach and the pressure building between my legs. It’s similar to the feelings that were building in me last night when Elliot and Lukas reached down into my pants. I’d had no idea that merely playing with my nipples could do that.
I wish I had something to hold on to. My fingers itch to grip anything to ground me, but all I can do is press my palms flat against the dining table as Lukas and Elliot latch their lips around my breasts and scrape their teeth delicately along the delicate skin until only my nipples are caught between their lips. The way the sensations alternate between hard and soft has my breath coming faster, and I bite my lips against the panting.
When they start sucking, I nearly come off the table. The only thing keeping me in place is Felix’s hands, massaging my shoulders and upper arms. The pressure builds with each hard suck of their mouths, and then suddenly it’s there—a burst ofecstasy that spasms through my entire body, making me cry out, before reducing to gentle waves of pleasure, leaving me a pliant puddle on the table.
After a moment, Sebastian speaks, and I can hear the awe in his voice. “That was beautiful to watch.”
Slowly, I open my eyes to find Felix grinning down at me.
“It really was,” he agrees.
Sebastian kisses the inside of first one knee, then the other, before slowly tracing his lips up the inside of each thigh. My legs are shaking from the final tremors of my nipple orgasm—who knew that was even a thing?—when his warm breath lands on the fabric of my panties.
The breath changes to the flick of a tongue. There was probably already a damp spot on the cotton from my orgasm, but with the press of Sebastian’s tongue, it’s even bigger. When another breath blows over the wet fabric, I shiver.
I inch my thighs a little farther apart, giving Sebastian more access. I’m not even embarrassed by my own wanton behavior, I’m so desperate to find out what he’s planning to do next. This time when Sebastian leans in, he drags the flat of his tongue along the entire gusset of my underwear, and when he presses it against my sensitive clit, my hips jerk of their own accord.
He chuckles as hooks his finger around the fabric between my legs and pulls it to the side, baring me completely to his gaze. No one has ever seen my pussy before, and for the briefest of moments I consider closing my legs. But before the thought has even fully formed in my head, Sebastian is draping my left leg over his shoulder and his mouth gets to work. Again, he flicks the tip of his tongue over my clit, then pulls it into his mouth to and sucks just like Elliot and Lukas did to my nipples moments ago.
My hips move against Sebastian’s insistent tongue of their own accord, and I hook my right leg around his other shoulder, my heels pressing against his back and holding him closer.
The pressure builds, and I press my pussy against Sebastian’s face as everything inside of me explodes. My eyes roll back into my head behind my still-closed lids, and my hands come off the table to grip Felix’s forearms, my nails digging into the muscles as the orgasm tears through me. I’m dimly aware of the fact that I’m whimpering, but I don’t care. Sebastian keeps his tongue flattened against my clit as I writhe against it, allowing me to control the pressure to prolong the bliss coursing through my body.
“But that,” he says when I have gone quiet and still, “was even more beautiful.” He presses a kiss to my hipbone as he stands up, and I open my eyes to stare down my body at him. His mouth glistens, and I can’t help but notice that his pants are tented, and there is a small wet spot near the fly.
I’m certain that I know what’s coming next. I wait for him to unzip his pants and pull out his cock. My body feels like I’m floating on air, so if he does fuck me now, I’ll be too spaced out on my double orgasm to feel the pain that I hear usually accompanies a first time.
We’re really just plowing through the items on my list, but in this moment, I’m okay with it.
