Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 94155 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94155 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 377(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
I stare at them, stunned. I know they told me all of this already, but hearing it again is overwhelming. Can I really do this?
“I have a few questions,” I admit, “if that’s okay.”
John leans forward. “Of course! Ask away.”
I open my mouth to say something, but words don’t come out. I know what to ask, but I’m embarrassed. All of that Googling I did led to some interesting stories. I need clarification.
“Does this mean…well, I was wondering…would it be, like, sex one-on-one and then switching partners, like swingers?”
The men are amused. My cheeks flush red with embarrassment. I probably sound like such a child to them. Maybe I should’ve done more research…
“We have gay sex sometimes,” Mark begins. I’m shocked by his frankness, but I appreciate it. We don’t need to beat around the bush here. I need answers if I’m going to agree to this. “But like we said, something has been missing. We need a woman to join us.”
“So would I play with both of you…or one at a time?” I stammer.
They both shrug. That’s not helpful.
Finally, John gives me a straight answer. “It could be one of us or both of us. It depends on what we feel like doing at the moment.”
I gape at them. Are they serious? This seems so intense, but they’re making it sound casual. I guess for them, it is casual.
“Does the school know you’re gay?” I manage to ask.
Mark laughs. “We’re not gay; we’re bisexual. The important question is how do you feel about that?”
“I’m fine with it.”
“Good. The school is aware of our sexual orientations but not that we’re in a relationship with each other.”
That makes sense. They’d already mentioned that the school doesn’t know they’re together. I understand that part. I guess NYU is pretty forward-thinking when it comes to LGBT people. That’s good to know. I’m sure if they knew about John and Mark being together, they wouldn’t be as open-minded. Not because it’s a gay relationship, but because one of them is technically in a position of power over the other.
I’m shocked but titillated at the same time. My mind starts to wander as I look in awe at Mark and John. I can picture the two of them kissing, touching each other… My pussy is getting wetter by the minute. I never thought I’d get turned on by the thought of two men having sex, but here I am!
“Okay,” I finally say. “I want to give it a try.”
“Really?” Mark asks.
I nod. This may be insane, but I’m in. “Yes. Really.”
Mark doesn’t waste a second. He leans in and kisses me hard on the lips. I lean into the kiss as his arms wrap around me. He forces my mouth open to taste me with his tongue.
I moan against his lips. How did these guys get so damn good at kissing? I’ll be ruined for men if this arrangement doesn’t work out. No one else could possibly be as good as they are.
While Mark and I kiss, John decides to work elsewhere. One hand snakes up my shirt and fondles my breasts while his other makes its way into the front of Mark’s jeans. We both moan at John’s touch.
Mark’s hands get to work as well. We’re a tangle of arms and lips on the couch. My jeans are open, and Mark is touching me over my panties.
“Oh, fuck, that’s good,” I moan.
“You know what would feel even better?” Mark whispers huskily.
I meet his eyes. “Please, I want it.”
Mark immediately stands and drops his jeans to the floor. I slide my own jeans off. John, not one to be left out, does the same.
“You don’t get to have all of the fun,” John pouts.
“Baby, I know what you want,” Mark responds. “Let’s show Mari how we do this.”
My eyes widen. John lines himself up with Mark’s back and slowly penetrates his ass. Holy shit! I’ve never seen gay sex before. My pussy is so wet watching them.
“Don’t think we forgot about you,” Mark says. “Get up on the arm of the couch.”
I eagerly do as I’m told while John thrusts in and out of Mark’s ass. Both men are moaning like crazy. It’s so hot!
Mark shuffles forward and stands between my legs. John is still behind him, his hips working hard to pleasure both himself and Mark. John kisses Mark’s neck as Mark leans forward to kiss me.
Mark guides his hard cock to my waiting center. I nearly cum when his hot tip enters me. I’ve been waiting for this moment since that day in John’s office.
“That’s it, Mari, take my cock,” Mark says, slowly sliding in me. I lean as far forward on the arm of the couch as I can without falling off. “Good girl!”
“Please, Mark, give me everything you have!”
“You don’t have to ask me twice.”