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I suck on Grant’s dick harder. My tongue works around him, caressing and applying pressure here and there. In my hand, I can feel his balls begin to rise. My other hand comes up on its own accord and grips the base of Grant’s dick. I stroke whatever I can’t manage to get into my mouth. Grant seems to like this because he lets out a harsh huff.
“I’m going to cum, doll. You’ll hold it in your mouth like a good slut,” he orders through clenched teeth.
Hold it in my mouth? Gross. I can’t protest since Jason’s hand won’t let me up from Grant’s dick. Pressure is applied to my clit, surprising me, and all thoughts of holding Grant’s cum in my mouth are momentarily forgotten as my body clamps down around the fingers inside of me and I start to convulse. Involuntarily, I suck hard on Grant as I try to breathe through the unwanted orgasm rushing through me. It spurs on his release and hot ropes of salty cum hit the back of my throat.
“Hold it in your mouth, dollface,” Trip reminds me just as I’m about to swallow in order to breathe.
My orgasm subsides but the trembling in my body doesn’t stop. If anything, it grows harder. Shock that I could even cum at a time like this has shredded my nerves. Tears continue to run down my cheeks as Grant finishes with a final thrust into my mouth. Jason yanks the back of my head by my hair, effectively lifting me off Grant, onto my feet, and then pulls me down into his lap. I allow it simply because I’m not in the right frame of mind to fight at the moment.
To my surprise, his lips crash down onto mine. His tongue forces its way into my mouth. As I open for him, Grant’s cum spills into Jason’s mouth. He swallows it eagerly before his tongue caresses and teases mine. I sit there in his lap, too shocked to return the vigorous kisses. But Jason doesn’t seem bothered by my lack of participation. He cups my face and explores my mouth intently.
Other lips skim across my neck. Hands grab my hips from behind and hold me possessively. The coaxing of Jason’s tongue and his eagerness to explore my mouth shift the shock to something else. Something…other. I lean into him. My hands rest on Jason’s chest as something in the back of my head whispers,
You’ve wanted this for so long.
My tongue sweeps through his mouth cautiously. He tastes of vodka, semen, and… chocolate? Had he eaten something sweet before our meeting tonight? I definitely don’t hate it. But then again, in my daydreams, I never hated anything we did together. I lean more into the kiss, my hips coming up just so I can press my core against the bulge in his pants. When Jason groans, the muscles in my back begin to relax, and I allow myself to push away the horrific reality of my situation.
“There you go, dollface,” Trip murmurs from behind me. His callused hands grip my hips tighter.
To my surprise, he moves them for me, helping me grind against Jason’s erection. Along my shoulder, the kisses become slight nips. The slight sting sends a jolt of electricity between my legs. My breathing becomes shaky, and I can feel myself growing wetter as I grind against Jason’s thick, hard length.
The young man I’ve been dying to taste for a year now groans and pulls away from me. Bright pink lipstick is smeared across his mouth. Before I can protest, or sigh in relief, Jason manages to pull his pants down between us just enough for his dick to spring free.
“Come here, dollie. I can’t wait anymore for you,” he rasps.
Trip moves my hips for me, placing my body over Jason’s. A small blip of sanity creeps in, even as my legs tremble harder and my core clenches with anticipation.
“Condom—”
“Don’t need one with you, dollie,” Jason groans, his lips traveling over my neck.
Grant chuckles darkly. “Don’t worry, we know you have that little copper implant.”
“We should get rid of it.” Jason growls, his lips never leaving my neck.
Trip snorts. “Relax, Jay, don’t get too pussy-struck.”
I should be disgusted, appalled, but Jason nips my earlobes, and he tilts his hips to nudge at my entrance. Sanity slips away as I stare down into Jason’s face. His pupils are so blown, they’re nearly black. The expression on his face shifts from sweet to hungry in a heartbeat. As Trip brings my hips down, Grant grabs my face, forcing me to turn my gaze away from Jason to stare into his face.
“You’re a mess dollface,” he murmurs. His eyes drop to my lips. He leans forward and captures my mouth with his just as Trip brings me down around Jason.
I moan loudly as my body stretches to accommodate Jason’s girth. How long has it been since I’ve had sex? A year? Mentally, I roll my eyes. It’s definitely teetering toward two years. There hasn’t been anyone except for Jason that I’ve even wanted to touch, let alone have sex with. And here I am with him right now. The thought sends my heart into a wild flutter. I moan again, a little softer this time as my body clenches around Jason’s dick.
“That’s right, dollie, hold me tight,” Jason grumbles.
I sink into the kiss with Grant, lost in the intensity of the moment. Someone yanks down my top and bra, exposing my nipples to the world. Jason’s mouth comes down and takes as much of my breast into his mouth as he can and sucks hard. His tongue teases my nipple as Grant’s tongue clashes with mine.
“Tell me how she feels,” Trip orders. He moves my hips for me, helping me rock up and down on his friend. We both breathe heavily.
Jason grunts as he pulls away from my breast and Trip helps me pick up speed. “You feel like dreams coming true, dollie. This is where we all have wanted to be for a year, and all the waiting has been worth it. Your pussy is the Heisman trophy, your lips are like tasting fruit from a forbidden tree, and your body… Holding you is like holding the world. Fuck, I’m never letting you go.”
His words cause my body to grip him tighter than ever. I can feel Jason’s heartbeat deep inside of me. I ride him harder, not needing Trip’s support now.
“Well damn,” Trip growls, his breath hitting the back of my shoulder. His lips skim down the length of my neck. Jason’s mouth comes back down to my breast. This time he sucks eagerly and with renewed energy. It’s nearly painful.
I hate that I love it.
My tongue explores Grant’s mouth almost eagerly now, unable to feel anything but hate, desire, and desperation. There is a coiling tension gathering between my legs again. Any minute I’ll be imploding and—
