"I can't take my eyes off of you," he grinned, "Don't try to distract me. I know what I want." He began to kiss my shoulders and up my neck. I let him. The bartender, uncomfortably delivered our drinks. I playfully pushed Alex away. I began to sip my cocktail. Alex grabbed my hand and made me put my drink down. He began to pull me onto the dance floor.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Dancing with you," he responded, "I'll buy you another drink if you want," he said, "just dance with me." He pulled me onto the middle of the floor. It was full of grinding bodies. I was slightly uncomfortable by the wanton display of sexuality. But, as Alex began to kiss my neck and grind his crotch into my ass, I began to relax. He quickly snaked his hand under my dress.
"Alex," I gasped. He ignored me and kept going, slowly rubbing my pussy through my panties in time with the music. Suddenly, I spotted Elliot in the crowd, he was looking for me. I yanked Alex's hand out from under my dress and put it back on my hips. Elliot spotted us. I felt my heart drop, what would he think of me grinding with my roommate? Elliot's eyes locked with mine. He smiled. He looked intrigued. As he made his way across the floor towards us, I could feel my every heart beat. I didn't know if Alex could see, he didn't let me know. I had no idea what Elliot was going to do when he met us in the middle. My mouth got dry as he got closer. I was so scared. Finally, he reached us. I felt Alex tense behind me. Elliot's eyes locked with mine. I stared to sputter something. Something to try and explain what was going on. But then, Elliot put hands on face and kissed me, deeply. He easily joined our hips, sandwiching me between the two of them.
"Mind some company?" Elliot whispered. He groped my breasts through my dress. He must have been drunk. I moaned and felt Alex relax behind me as we all began to grind together. But, just as the tension dissipated. I felt something else come up. Or better yet, two things come up. As I writhed between the two of them, I felt two needy cocks press against me. I smiled and let my head roll back in a moan. I saw Alex's face over mine. I saw a flash of anger in his eyes. Then, I saw something else. Desire. Some part of him was enjoying this. I quickly looked back at Elliot and I grabbed his face and kissed him hard before he could say anything about Alex. I just felt Alex pull my hips closer to his. I could feel his cock through his pants. Despite myself, I moaned into Elliot's mouth. They both continued to grind with me as my head began to swim with lust. Suddenly, I felt Alex's hands glide up to my waist under my tits. I frantically reached down to pull his hands away, but Elliot whispered in my ear.
"It's ok," he whispered, "You look so fucking delicious, how could he resist?" he chuckled. He must have been shit faced because he put Alex's hands back on my waist and began to kiss me before I could say anything. When Elliot was distracted by kissing me, Alex took the opportunity to grope my tits and kiss the back of my neck. Elliot grabbed my hips and press his growing bulge against me. I moaned from the male attention. I let myself relax into pleasure. Their hands were all over my body. I had one hand on Elliot's face the other wrapped around Alex's hips. As all of our hips moved together in a way that made my eyes roll into the back of my head my brain, officially, fried.
"Oh my god," I moaned into Elliot's mouth.
"You are too sexy for your own good," Alex groaned into my ear.
"I have to go," Elliot whispered into my other ear, "But when I come back, I want these," he said as his fingers found the edge of my panties. I blushed. "Take good care of her, man." Elliot smiled, drunk, at Alex. Alex smiled back. But then, out of nowhere, Elliot switched. "Hey!" he barked at Alex, "Don't get any ideas," he warned as he flashed Alex one of the nastiest looks I'd ever seen. It made both of us freeze in our tracks.
"Don't worry," Alex said, uneasy. I reached for Elliot, but he was gone, lost in the crowd before I could touch him. Alex dragged me off the dance floor. Still incredibly turned on and flustered, I barely registered that we had made a sudden turn towards the bathrooms. After a few quick words and money exchanged with the bathroom attendant, Alex pulled me into a private stall. He slammed me up against the wall, shoved his tongue into my mouth and pulled my dress up over my hips. My body began to respond to his touch. I, quickly, began to unbuckled his pants.
"Two guys enough for you?" he chuckled, darkly.
"I can't believe that just happened," I replied, still in shock.
"I can. I think it will happen again," he whispered as he hoisted me up against the wall and pulled down my panties. "I don't mind sharing you. I'd even let Elliot have your pussy," he said as he eased himself into me with drunken familiarity. I still gasped at the feeling. "As long as I get this," he whispered as he pressed a finger against my asshole. I was so wet from the dancing that he could easily slip in.
"What?," I breathed.
"I'll be gentle," he groaned as he bit my neck. He slipped his fingertip into my ass, I began to moan. "You like my thumb stretching your tight little ass?" he asked as he swirled the tip of his thumb inside me.
"Yes," I whimpered.
"Mmm, maybe I'll slip my cock in next."
"No," I gasped. I never had anything in my ass, until Alex. The tip of his finger felt amazing, but I definitely could not take something as big as his cock.
"What? Are you scared?" he chuckled.
"Yes," I whimpered.
"Please, let me claim this," he whispered as he slowly slid his finger a little deeper, making slow gentle spirals, stretching me, "Your pussy already belongs to me, let me have your sweet little ass too," he moaned as he began to slowly ease his the tip of his finger in and out in time with his cock. I whimpered in pleasure against his neck as he worked me over. I felt myself open up as he thrust into me. I was, obviously, craving his cock. I spread my legs and pulled him deeper as I got closer. He took his finger out of my ass and grabbed my hips as he went faster, slamming my against the wall.
"Fuck, Erica, I'm gonna cum," he groaned.
"Alex," I gasped as reality smacked me in the face, "I'm going home with Elliot."
"What did I say about talking about him when I'm inside you?" He warned, his breath ragged. He just fucked me harder. I was bouncing with his every thrust against the wall.
"Its just," I gasped, "you can't cum inside me, baby," I whimpered. Angry, he stopped fucking me and clamped his hand over my mouth and nose, stopping my breath. He growled into my ear.
"You don't tell me where I get to cum, do you understand that?" he asked, slowly. He waited a moment before he let my mouth go.
"I understand, just please Alex, please," I gasped.
"Please what?" he asked.
"Please, don't cum in my pussy," I begged.
"Oh no," he chuckled, "This is my pussy to use as I see fit, right?"
"Its yours. All yours. Just, please," I begged. Alex glared at me. He pulled himself out of me. I groaned in disappointment. I pressed my body against his, still needing to get off. Suddenly, he kicked my legs wide apart and placed his hand between them. I was soaked. He took two fingers and began to bang me, using his palm to grind against my clit. I moaned, loudly. He shushed me. Then, delicately, rested his other hand against my throat and kissed me. My thighs began to tremble as I got close. His eyes met mine and a satisfied smirk spread across his face. My legs buckled in pleasure and I came.
"Good girl," he smiled as I rode his hand in pleasure. He steadied me against the bathroom wall as I came down. "Pull your dress down," he commanded, gruffly. I pulled my dress over my tits. "On your knees," he barked. I obeyed. He looked down at me. His hard cock was in my face. I opened my mouth, ready to receive his load. He rammed himself into my mouth.
"Fuck, Erica," he moaned as I swallowed against the tip of his cock. He tipped my head back and pressed himself down my throat. I began to gag from his rough treatment of me, but I was so turned on that that gags turned to moans. I grabbed his hips myself, and pulled him as deep as I could take him. He grabbed my hair and growled as he came down my throat. I enjoyed every spastic thrust as he came, filling my mouth.
When he was done, he reached down and, delicately, stroked my face. He pulled me up to standing and in a half naked heap, we laughed together.
"Think you could handle it?" he asked, as he smiled at me, satisfied.
"What?" I asked, "You and Elliot?" I smiled, "Or you in my ass?" I bit my lip.
"I don't think he could keep up with us," he started, but then he was decidedly silent as to if he was joking about anal. I shot him an inquisitive look; I was expecting an answer. He shrugged and smiled sheepishly. I shook my head. As I replayed our tryst in my mind, something caught my attention. I frowned. "You, okay?" he asked.
"What?" I mumbled, as I looked at my feet and tried to avoid his question.
"Erica," he took my face into his hands, making me look at him, "I talk a lot of shit in the heat of the moment. But, I promise I wont do anything you don't want to do. You're just so sexy. I can't help myself. My mind wanders," he smiled as he began to play with my hair.
