A Good Show

I can barely breathe with the intensity of his gaze on my face. It was like he was looking into my soul, and he smiled as if he was happy at what he had found. His hands wrap around my waist and pull me closer.

“Fuck It.” Two simple words that changed everything in the blink of an eye. His lips were on mine crashing hard desperately like he had been a man starving. To my shock I kiss him back; my hands snaking around his shoulders to the nape of his neck. Almost on instinct my hands tangle themselves into his thick gorgeous Black hair. I tug gently and he moans into my mouth pressing me closer to his body.

I suddenly become very aware and appreciative of his rock solid body. His hands slide down to cup the bottom of my ass and he picks me up causing our kiss to break and me to let out a squeak of shock. I knew you had to be strong to play college sports but I had no idea that he could lift all Three Hundred and Fifteen pounds of me.

We start moving and I hold on tighter, he must have noticed the tension in my body because he chuckles at me. His velvet smooth voice says “Don't worry Princess, I’m not going to drop you.”

He pins my back against a wall and starts to attack my neck, Kissing, sucking, licking, and nibbling his way down and across my collarbone.

I arch my back desperate for him to continue his path south down my body but he didn't. He moved across my chest up my collarbone and to my neck again.

I pull my head back bearing my neck to him, somehow this simple act felt intimate, almost submissive. A chill went down my spine as he peppers kiss’s up my neck making his way up to my ear. He gently takes my earlobe between his teeth and tugs softly.

I moaned loudly, sounding far more desperate than I wanted to but God Damn it was hard to deny what he was doing to my body. I was soaked and he had barely put his hands on me yet.

“Do you have any idea how often I've thought about doing this to you?” He asks his voice deep and smokey. He steps closer, truly pinning me to the wall. He puts his Knee Between my legs and the breeze from my skirt causes me to hiss as it hits my wetness sending another shiver straight down my spine. His hands snake up my waist, I thrust my chest out wanting his hands on my breasts, he chuckles, but says nothing just keeps moving up my waist to my arms. His fingers barely brush up my arms and onto my hands leaving a trail of goosebumps behind. He gently pulls my fingers from his hair and pins my wrists to the wall.

“Do you have any idea how long I've dreamt of pinning you to a wall like this?” He whispers softly; “Having you begging for my touch, needy and desperate. My God you’re stunning, more beautiful than my imagination could have dreamt of.”

He presses his forehead to mine. The moment is simple but so intimate. He kisses down my face to my lips and all I can do is melt into him.

He lets go of my wrists to hold onto me as he steps away from the wall. My arms wrap around his shoulders.

He sets me down on the desk next to us and for the first time I look around at the room that I have found myself in. It’s posh and well kept, books line the wall opposite to me in tall shoulder to shoulder book cases. There’s a chair and some tables across the room next to the window.

The door is still wide open, anyone walking down the hall could see us clear as day. Somehow that made my heart race a little faster. He breaks my train of thought when he starts sinking to his knees. His face between either of my knees. I feel myself start to get light headed as he gives me a wicked grin.

He kisses the inside of my right knee; teasing me with short soft kisses up my thigh. When he reaches the hem of my skirt he looks up at me; his eyes burning with dark desires. His hands touch my knees before sliding all the way up my legs push the hem of my skirt up until it’s at my waist out of his way. I bite my lip as I watch him press his face against my core, deeply inhaling my scent as he slowly hooks his fingers into the elastic waistband of my flimsy lace panties. I lift my bottom slightly to help in his effort to pull them from my body. They get caught on the stupid heels that my friends had forced me into earlier this evening. He lets them hang there as he pulls me towards the edge of the desk closer to his face. He sets my legs on top of his shoulders, his hands sneaking up my thighs and around to my ass, squeezing tightly before pulling me closer to his mouth. I can feel his hot breath on my sensitive lips and I can feel myself shiver in anticipation.

He slowly licks his way from the base of my lips to the top flicking his tongue against my swollen clitoris. I arch my back violently, shoving my hips against his face; as I moan.

“OH FUCK YES NICK!”

My eyes flick nervously to the open door, when I look back he has a grin on his face.

“What’s wrong Princess you worried that someone is going to come by and watch.?”

My breath stops for just a second at the thought of someone finding me with him in this position, I could help but feel incredibly turned on by the thought.

Suddenly, boldness strikes my body.

“I really don’t care. Why don’t you give them something good to watch?” I challenge leaning back on my hands and smirking down at him. When I meet his eyes and see the fire in them I know I’m not going to regret those words.

He grabbed me tightly; “Challenge Accepted Princess.” He starts lapping at my clit and my body starts to shiver. He slides his tongue inside of me and licks at my G spot causing me to cry out in pleasure. He circles back up to my clit causing me to start panting. My Knees start shaking as he licks harder and harder. Just as I’m about to explode with pleasure he stops; and I cry out and whimper at the loss of his touch.

He stands up, placing a hand on both my knees. He leans into my ear and I'm intoxicated by the smell of his scent, Musky and a little Dangerous. He whispers into my ear softly.

“I want you to beg me for it Princess.”

It take everything I have not to break down begging him to just fuck me already; Some instead I form the breathy non comital words “Make Me.” Instead. I had doubled down on my challenge and there was no way he was going to let me get away with it. He’s a world class athlete he’s not used to backing down or losing.

He chuckles at me and sighs.

“As you wish.”

Before I can even blink he’s switch’s our position so that he’s leaning against the desk and my back is pressed up against him. I can feel his erection through his denim jeans as he pulls me against him. My eyes close as I rest my head back on his chest and enjoy the feeling of his hands sliding up towards the hem line of my tank top, He catches it in his fingers and continues up until it’s over my head and falling onto the floor. I’m standing almost naked, my body facing the open office door. I can feel his hot breath on my neck. I open my eyes and see his best friend Spencer standing in the light of the doorway and I tense.

“What do you say princess, should we give him a show.”

The very thought sends shivers down my spine, my heartbeat speeds up and all I can do is Stare at Spencer and nod. His eyes glued onto my body.

“What an eager little girl you are princess, so desperate for someone to see you get fucked.” I feel his hands on the claps of my bra and suddenly they fall loose around my body.

My hands are the only thing keeping the garment against my breasts. I can feel Nick’s hands slide up and pull my hands away causing my bra to fall to the floor. Spencer stares at me watching my breasts fall and rise as I try to control my breathing. My nipples harden as the air in the room hits them.

Nick’s hands slide up my stomach and caress my breasts. I moan, my eyelids flickering as I melt back into him. I force my eyes to stay open and locked on spencer. He’s rock hard and rubbing himself over his jeans.

Nick lightly pinches both my nipples at the same time and pleasure rocks my body. His left hand lets go and starts to travel south. I jump when I feel his fingers start to swirl around my clit, careful not to touch it directly. I close my eyes, dropping my head back on Nick’s chest as I grind my hips against his hand whimpering. I hear the sound of a zipper and my eyes pop open, Spencer looks at me as he reaches into his pants and pulls out his rock hard erection. A tiny bead of pre cum starting to leak at the tip. I’m so close to cumming again and I moan loudly as I grind against Nick’s hand. He pulls his hand away and I cry out in protest.

Her purr’s into my ear; “Beg me for it Princess and I’ll give you what you want.”

I cry out my voice raw and cracking desperately. “PLEASE NICK DEAR GOD PLEASE JUST FUCK ME” I whine.

He pulls me tighter against his body. I grind my ass into his hard erection Wantonly. Trying uselessly to even the playing field. “Look at her Spence,” he says “She’s so very wet and desperate to be fucked.” He says casually flicking one of my nipples. “So desperate to show you what a needy slut she is.” I watch mesmerized as Spencer starts slowly moving his hand up and down his hard erection.

“Maybe you should give it to her Nick, I mean she did beg like a good little slut after all.” Spencer says walking in and sitting in the chair in front of the desk.

Nick starts to circle my clit again slowly.

“Or… better yet;” Spencer's voice says from behind us and Nick’s hand freezes. “Let her show us what an incredibly desperate horny little slut she is.” My breathing stops for a beat. “Let her take what she wants.” It takes my lust-clouded brain a second to figure out what Spencer was proposing.

Nick's arms spin me around to face him and let go of my body, I blush as I watch them both stare at me, waiting for my next move. My eyes glance up at Nick for permission and he nods slightly and I grab at the hem of his white t-shirt and rip it off of him. Before I can blink I'm on my knees in front of him looking up at his eyes as I slowly unbutton and pull down first his pants then his briefs. I push gently against his chest and he hops up on top of the desk laying down on his back. I climb up and swing my leg over. He grabs his erection and lines it up for me. I sink slowly down on top of him as I let out a loud animal-like moan. His fingers lace through mine and I use his as support to push of as slowly start fucking him. I rock back and forth grinding against him, my head falls back and my hair tickles against my ass as I close my eyes and take in the feeling of him sliding in and out of me.

Spencer’s voice stops me as my eyes snap open. “What a greedy little slut you are, Princess.” I watch as he drops his pants and takes off his shirt. He climbs up onto the desk and sits on his knees behind me, his hot skin pressed against mine. “Go on princess fuck him.” Spencer says his hands are snaking up my body and onto my waist. He pulls me up almost all the way off of Nick and slams me back down guiding me up and down over and over again.

I cry out loudly in pleasure. “YES.” Spencer's voice is in my ear. “I’m going to let go now Princess. I want you to keep this pace up on your own. You think you can do that?” He whispers. I nod dumbly no longer capable of coherent speech.

He lets go and I continue to ride Nick, I throw my head back onto Spencer's shoulders as I feel his hands slowly sliding up my body and squeezing my breasts gently. I whimper desperately overdue for an orgasm. Spencer plays with my nipples as I rick Nick more and more erratically with need.

“Look at her Nick, she’s such a beautiful little slut, so dirty and needy just for us.” I open my eyes and the lock onto Nick. I watch him grin as he lets go of my hands and lets me ride by myself. I watch as he reaches out and starts to rub my clit. “Look at me Princess.” He says and my eyes snap to his eyes staring back at me, “Ask me for it like a good little Princess.” He says. I don’t even bother to protest or argue I’m his, I’m both of theirs really and I loved the feeling. The sensation of both their hands working my body as I slide up and down desperately onto Nick’s dick. I feel Nick’s finger’s swirl on top of my clit pressing down harder and harder. Spencer's fingers gently twisting my nipples as he kisses my shoulder.

I speed up my pace, “Please, Please, Please let your good little slut cum sir’s.” I cry out hoarse and desperately the pleasure mounting.

Spencer's voice comes from behind me.

“What a good little slut asking for permission.” He pauses and I start to shake trying my best to hold back the waves.

“Cum Princess.” They say at the same time and I scream loudly as I crash down for the final time as Nick and I both cum I fall back against Spencer’s chest and let the pleasure crash over me, washing over my body.

I sit here leaning against one man and on top of another utterly spent and I love it.

“Good Girl.” Spencer purrs into my ear.