Rachel woke to the enjoyable feel of a warm wet mouth wrapping around her breast. She sighed softly and shifted to give him a better angle. The reward given for her accommodation was a swirling tongue around the nipple. Warm hands cupped each of her breasts and gently toyed with them as he continued to suckle her.
A second pair of hands drifted over her ass squeezing the flesh with a demanding impatience. He lifted her leg propping her calf on the hip of her first lover and when her legs were spread enough to grant access he slowly pushed his hard cock into her ready pussy. It was a delicious way to wake. Yes, one man indulging in languid wet kisses and hungry suction on her ample breasts as another thrust deep inside her was definitely better than an alarm clock.
She could open her eyes, but she chose not to. It didn't matter. The way he was stroking into her she thought it might be Marcus, but he felt long which suggested Keith or maybe David. The mouth eagerly teasing her tits reminded her of Sean and when she reached out and trailed her way down his body to wrap a hand around the hardening cock she was fairly certain she was correct. Dismissing the importance of the question she relaxed into the moment. She could find out later because right now she was experiencing far too much pleasure from her pair of lovers to be concerned with exactly which two they were.
The tempo of the thrusts from behind had quickened and she moaned her appreciation. Her oral lover heard the desire in the sound and she moaned again when he slid his hand between her legs. Strong sure fingers pressed against her clit providing the friction she craved. The hands holding her hips tightened as the movement from behind grew more frenzied. His fingers pressed into her flesh as he held her immobile and pounded toward his reward. She slid her leg higher hooking it behind the back of their companion. The new angle let him slide further inside her and they both groaned with enjoyment.
He moved closer, lifting slightly so that his hot breath washed over her shoulder. His thrusts were now deep and quick and he charged toward his goal intent only on his own release. Her body was flush with the heat they were creating and she felt every touch they gave with a heightened intensity.
The man behind her grunted as he climaxed and she smiled. It was definitely David, she had heard him make that sound twice earlier in their evening. She felt his hot juice filling her and he pumped himself into her until he had given her every drop. Then still without a word he kissed her shoulder and withdrew.
The moment he left her she helped guide the dick she held to her entrance. Still sucking at her tits in slow abandon he shifted his hips and slid inside. His thrusts were slow and she moved with him. When his lips found hers she kissed him. When he dropped to suckle her breasts she moaned and caressed him. Their timing was perfect and the slow lazy fuck sent them both over the edge for a perfect start to their day. As she lay sated and once again sleepy Rachel let her mind drift back to how this had begun. It had been a surprising and amazing night and she wanted to relive every detail.
***
Rachel wondered why she had agreed to this. Judging by what she knew of fraternities, and the guys who belonged to them, this evening would not be worth her time. Walking up the steps she laughed at herself. She knew damn well why she agreed, because Sean McCabe was gorgeous. Tall, blonde, tan and fit he was the epitome of the ideal college man and when he had actually spoken to her after their History class to ask for help all she could do was stammer an agreement. So, here she was, reporting for their tutoring session. A sigh escaped her as she realized she was likely in for a wasted evening, he wasn't likely to learn much and she would only leave flustered and aroused by a man who was only interested in how she could help improve his grade. Reminding herself that she was here to help him study she knocked and waited.
Sean answered her knock and she felt her cheeks warm as he smiled. "Hi, Rach, thanks for meeting me here. I just got back from lacrosse practice and you really didn't want to study with me if I didn't grab a shower first."
"No problem," she managed to say. He stepped back to allow her to enter and she nearly swooned as she passed and smelled his clean fresh scent.
"We should probably go upstairs," Sean suggested nodding toward the loud common room where several guys were watching a ball game and drinking.
"I'm surprised you want to study if there is a game on," she said as she followed him up the stairs.
Sean turned and smiled and her knees quivered. "There's always a game on," he answered lightly.
That seemed logical in a house full of men and she gave him points for ignoring the temptation in favor of schoolwork. He led her to a bedroom halfway down the hall and waved her to the small sofa sitting opposite the door. "Not the library, but it works," he said as she took a seat.
"This is your room?" Rachel asked looking curiously around the large bedroom. Two beds indicated he shared the space but she thought the more orderly of the two must be his.
"Yeah, me and Marcus; you know him, right?" he asked pointing to a large promotional picture of the school's football team.
Of course she knew Marcus Jones; the whole campus knew the star running back. It occurred to her that she was sitting in the bedroom of the two most gorgeous males she could imagine. Too bad she was only here to study. Scolding herself for such thoughts she pulled out her textbook and opened it to the notes she had prepared. Sean followed her lead and for the next thirty minutes they focused on helping him prepare for the upcoming exam.
Rachel listened to the sound for several moments before she realized what it was. Lifting her eyes from the book in her lap she looked across the hall and into the opposite bedroom where the low groans were emanating. Her cheeks flushed as she realized what she was seeing and her breath caught. The room looked much like Sean's but the furniture placement left the occupant's bed in plain sight and she had an unobstructed view of a couple engaged in a good hearty screw.
Sean heard her reaction and looked up. "Oh," he said with a chuckle. "Sorry about that."
"What are they doing?" Sean's face wore an amused expression and she blushed. "I know what they are doing," she corrected. "Why don't they close the door?"
"House rules," he explained. "We have an open door policy."
"A what?"
