Virgin in the Middle

I kiss Anthony, our lips tight together, and grab at his nice dress shirt, pulling so hard a button flies off. He doesn't seem to mind.

"You want more?" Anthony asks, one eyebrow raised. Beside him, Vin smirks.

"Hell fucking yes I do," I respond. Then I grab Vin's shirt too, and start to undo it, my fingers fumbling.

"Someone's eager." Vin laughs, and gently grasps my wrists to stop me. In one smooth move, he tears the shirt open. Anthony does the same, and all three of us laugh as buttons shower the bed. "Not as eager as I am though," Vin adds, sliding back down against me, even as we both work at the clasp of his jeans.

They flip me onto my back between them as both guys pull their jeans down, their boxers next. My eyes widen as I take in Vin’s naked body, his sharply outlined muscles drawing my gaze straight to his hard cock. He’s bigger than I could have imagined, thick and slightly curved upward, so long his cock almost touches his belly.

“Wow,” is all I manage to say.

Vin catches my hand, gently guiding my fingers to his cock, and I wrap my fingers around him. “Feel how much I want you, Cass?” he murmurs. He feels velvety smooth over a rock hard center, and I marvel at his size as I trace my hand along his length.

Before I can fully appreciate Vin, though, Anthony is beside me, and my eyes widen as I take him in too. His cock is a little shorter than Vin’s but thicker. Anthony’s muscles are cut in a sharp V-line, straight to his crotch, and his cock swollen with lust, on full display. I reach for him with my other hand, and Anthony lets me, a smile in his eyes and on his full mouth as I tighten my grip around him next.

“Tell us what you want us to do to you, Cassidy,” Anthony breathes as he leans in to kiss my neck.

Fucking hell.

Anything.

Everything.

But I know what they want to hear. And what I really want to happen. “Fuck me,” I murmur, tightening my grip on both of them at once, sliding my hand up and down their hard cocks.

Vin sucks in a sharp breath between his teeth, and Anthony moans faintly in my ear as I turn to kiss first one and then the other.

The guys make eye contact over my head, some unspoken decision, and then I feel Vin sliding around behind me, while Anthony sucks my lower lip into his mouth, his tongue toying with mine.

Vin runs his hands over my ass, squeezing tightly, and I moan into Anthony’s mouth. I feel Vin’s hands wrap around my hips and tug me backward, and I fall onto all fours on the bed. “God, you’re so wet,” he murmurs, his finger tracing up my slit.

Anthony leans back to watch, his lips falling from mine, but I’m not ready to stop touching him. I grab Anthony’s waist and pull him toward me, looking up into his eyes as I kiss his stomach, the tops of his thighs, letting his cock brush my cheek.

“You are so fucking hot,” Anthony whispers, running his hands through my hair. “Do you want to suck my cock while Vin fucks you, Cass?”

In response, I run my tongue over his length, tracing the vein that runs beneath his cock, and circling my tongue around his swollen head. I’m so caught up in exploring Anthony that I tense in surprise when Vin presses his cock against my ass, slowly tracing his way down between my legs, letting his cock tease at my pussy lips. I pull away from Anthony to glance down and savor the view of his thick cock, encased in a condom, sliding up and down my slit.

“Fuck me, Vin,” I gasp, tense with want.

“You want me to deflower you?” I hear the grin in his voice even without looking up.

“You want to be our little slut?” Anthony adds, thrusting his hips forward so his cock brushes my lips again. I part them and let him slide inside fully now, groaning with pleasure.

“Mmhmm,” I mumble around his thick member, and I love the shiver of pleasure that runs through Anthony’s body.

Then Vin thrusts into me from behind, and I can hardly concentrate on sucking Anthony’s cock because Vin feels so fucking good. My pussy stretches tight around him, a brief spike of pain followed by pleasure at how thick he is, how deeply his cock fills me.

“Fuck, you are so tight,” Vin groans through gritted teeth.

Anthony winds his hands through my hair and tightens them into fists. “Suck me, Cass.”

I trail my tongue along Anthony’s cock and start to sway with Vin’s thrusts, sliding my mouth up and down Anthony’s hard length. Vin thrusts into me, his cock driving deep into my pussy with every slam of his hips against mine. He starts to fuck faster, his hands digging into my hips, and I tighten my grip on Anthony’s hips in response, loving the way Anthony pulls my hair. He starts to thrust against my lips, fucking my mouth at the same rhythm that Vin slams into me from behind. It doesn’t take long before I feel the orgasm building, my belly tightening as my pussy clenches hard around Vin. I moan around Anthony, my mouth full.

“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.