Chapter 4
You Broke My Brain
“Are you okay, baby?” Derek asked.
“Uh huh,” she murmured.
He laughed and pressed a kiss to the back of her head.
Her body felt limp, wrung out from the excitement and the orgasm.
When Derek tugged her closer, she melted against him.
While her body recovered, her mind wandered.
The two men struck up their own conversation when it became obvious she needed recovery.
Sheila was both titillated and overwhelmed by orgasming in front of the two men. It wasn’t just the physicality of it. She grappled with the shift in her worldview. This was beyond even her lustiest dreams.
It didn’t help they were hardly dressed, their straining cocks drawing her attention.
She felt dirty for liking everything that had happened tonight, but it felt so good she didn’t feel too guilty about it. Maybe later she would. Now, she needed to decide what, exactly, she wanted to do next.
Sheila was attracted to Alexander, and she grew wetter at the thought of giving in to her basest desires. However, the leap from committed relationships to casual sex had been quite enough of a shock for her boring life.
She wasn’t ready for casual sex with more than one person at a time. Yet.
It wasn’t logical, and it’d be difficult to explain, but it made sense in her head.
The idea tantalized her, but tonight had already been mind-blowing with wearing the remote control panty vibrator, having sex in an empty room in a busy restaurant, and orgasming in front of unsuspecting people.
Now she’d screamed and come in front of someone she’d met scant few hours ago. Technically, this was her first in-person non-date with Derek since he agreed to her idea of Advanced Friendship.
That was a lot, especially for someone who hadn’t had sex in over a year before she met Derek. Plus, the sex she had in the past was always under the covers or in the dark. There was no comparison.
In her periphery, she heard Derek and Alexander chat, but she couldn’t focus on their words. Her body floated on another plane of existence while her mind whirred.
Before she met Derek, she’d had about half a dozen sexual partners, few orgasms that weren’t self-administered, and a pretty bland sex life.
The majority of her sexual experiences were as part of long-term committed relationships. She’d only had a singular one-night-stand before her awakening. It was in college, and most of her memories were about her anxiety rather than anything fun that happened.
Her last two relationships were boring for lack of a better word. They weren’t bad guys; they just weren’t the right guys for her. And she wasn’t right for either of them. Both were too clingy and wanted more than she was willing to give in terms of time and emotions.
Paul wasn’t so bad. When he first asked her out, she told him she wasn’t looking for anything serious.
She made it clear she needed a lot of alone time to recover from being on at work all day.
He thought he could change her mind and wasn’t happy when it didn’t work.
They parted as friendly exes if not friends.
Richard, on the other hand, lived up to the diminutive version of his name. After Paul, Sheila tried to be clearer about her capabilities as a girlfriend. Her time was limited to sex a few times a week, dinner once a week, and going out a few times a month.
Richard thought he’d change her mind. He didn’t.
When she broke up with him, he said some pretty awful things, which she attributed to his anger. She tried not to take them personally, but his words still rang in her mind.
“You have the emotional depth of a shot glass!”
It’d be hard for anyone to not to internalize that.
Sheila wasn’t the most demonstrative person, but he never tried to meet her halfway. He dismissed her boundaries and acted like she should do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted.
More than their personality and expectations mismatch, neither were able to bring out this wild side of hers that she didn’t realize existed.
Between them, they almost convinced her she was a cold, unfeeling bitch, instead of the easily-overstimulated introvert she’d always thought.
Richard had the gall to accuse her of being frigid. Even before her foray into casual sex, she knew that wasn’t true, because she could make herself come. Plus, she had sexual thoughts on a regular basis. Just not about him.
None of her exes had been willing to explore anything beyond ‘normal’ sex. Richard, in particular, made her feel like a deviant for wanting to try new things, really wild stuff, like woman-on-top. She often faked it with him just to get sex over with.
Sheila knew there was a whole world of sexual exploration out there waiting for her, but she hadn’t realized how much she craved it. She would never go back.
“You okay, babe?” Derek asked as he stroked her arm.
“Mmm, that’s nice.”
He chuckled, and Sheila returned to her thoughts. In rapid succession, she cataloged her recent lovers.
Or in Chuck’s case, her want-to-be lover. Even though they hadn’t sealed the deal, their blatant flirting was fun and so different from how she’d previously acted. She couldn’t wait until their next date when she’d have another taste.
Sheila could barely look at her work desk without thoughts of Brandon touching himself as he fantasized about fucking her on it. The break-room reminded her of Pete.
Every time she went into the meeting room at the library, she reminisced about sucking Derek’s cock. And, of course, the Romance Room held all sorts of exciting memories from the night they met and started on this thrill ride.
There was so much she hadn’t known about herself. She had no idea she liked phone sex and having almost-public sex, but Derek figured it out quickly. In fact, Derek identified a lot of things about her she had never known.
In many ways, she was the same person she’d always been: an introvert who needed extensive alone time to recharge her emotional batteries. Apparently, she also needed copious amounts of hot and dirty sex.
Meeting Derek was the catalyst for change in her rather staid, boring life of work, shallow work friendship, and reading in most of her spare time.
Without a romantic partner. All she wanted was excitement and fun, but on her own terms. She might not be the horrible things Richard said, but she wasn’t good at dating. This was more fun, anyway.
Which brought her to the present.
Alexander handed her a glass of water, which she took with a smile. He settled back at her feet and took the glass after she drank more.
“Sorry, guys. You broke my brain, and I got lost in thought for minute. But I’ve got some ideas.”
Sheila wiggled again on Derek’s lap. His erection poked up between her legs, which were still draped wide over his. Her panty-covered pussy throbbed as she looked at Alexander at her feet, his chin and mouth shiny from her cream.
“First off, Derek, this is the most exciting non-date I’ve ever had.”
She looked at him over her shoulder as she spoke.
The three of them laughed, but their sexual tension didn’t abate. Derek tweaked one of her nipples, but she didn’t let it distract her.
“If you guys are game, I’d like to play some more.” Both men nodded, and her smile grew. “Derek, you stay where you are,” she directed, “and Alexander, take off your briefs and sit on that chair. I want to play with your cock in a few minutes, but you should warm it up for me first.”
Sheila blushed as she spoke, and her voice wavered a bit. She was too excited to let her self-consciousness stop her from taking what she wanted., though what she wanted was to suck one cock while she rode the other. She was nervous, excited, and so turned on her nipples ached.
“What did you have in mind, darlin’?” Derek asked, as his lips peppered her shoulders with kisses.
Excited, she stared as Alexander lowered himself onto the chair and spread his legs.
“I want you to fuck me while his cock is in my mouth, and then we can switch.” She half turned on his lap to look at him. “If that’s okay with you guys, I mean,” she added.
“You don’t have to do that if you don’t want to,” Derek reminded her. “Neither of us has any expectations.”
Her heart swelled with gratitude that this was the man who’d prompted her sexual awakening. He was sexy, funny, stimulating, and genuinely concerned about her.
“I know,” she said. “I want this, though. God, I want to.”
“But earlier you said—“
“That was before I’d gotten to know you both a little better and gain some confidence.”
“You have every right to be confident,” Alexander interjected. “You’re a beautiful, sexy woman. But Derek is right. No one’s pushing you into anything here. It’s fucking awesome if we do more, but I’m happy with what we’ve already done.”
Despite his compliment, her confidence faltered. Were they just humoring her? Has she disgusted them?
What kind of woman has sex in a restaurant, followed by an orgasm at the table in front of everybody, and then went home with someone hours after she met him?
“Hey,” Derek said. “Whatever you’re thinking now, stop it.
” He softened his voice and stroked her cheek with the back of his hand.
“You’re a sex goddess, and we’re here to worship you.
But more than that, we’re friends. You don’t have to tell me what put that look on your face, but it had nothing to do with us. ”
He gestured between himself and Alexander.
“We’re both excited to follow your lead in whatever way you want. No pressure. If this is what you want, we’ll grant your every desire.”
“Fuck yeah,” Alexander added. “I’m a big fan of desire.”
Sheila giggled as intended and sucked in a deep breath. A shaky smile blossomed on her face, and the tension in Derek’s body relaxed. He dropped a quick kiss on her shoulder, and affection bloomed again.
Stop that, she reminded herself. This isn’t like that. It’s just sex. Friends with benefits. No more relationships. Remember? You’re no good at them.
“Spread your legs wider,” she told Alexander, who scooted to the edge of the chair and did as she instructed. “I want to see you touch yourself. Stroke your cock for me. Oh, God, yes, that’s what I want.”
Alexander confidently met her gaze as he encircled his erection with his broad hands. There was something stunningly erotic about watching a man touch himself intimately that made Sheila wetter. Sheila and Alexander stared at each other while Derek played with her nipples again.
“That’s hot,” Derek said in her ear.
“You wanted to see Alexander jerk off, too?” she joked.
“No, you. Your eyes got wider, your breaths grew shallower, and you’re juicier, aren’t you?”
“How can you tell?” she asked in surprise.
“I just know. Besides, you wiggled that hot little body of yours, which put your cunt directly over my erection. I can feel the heat of you.”
Sheila flushed at his words. Before she figured out what to say next, Alexander groaned. Her eyes flew to him, and she bit back a moan of her own.
Alexander’s head was thrown back in ecstasy as he firmly gripped his swollen cock with one hand and squeezed the tip with the other.
Under Sheila’s watchful eye, he squeezed pre-cum out and coated his hand, making it easier to grip and pull.
Fascinated, she watched for several steamy minutes as he worked his cock slowly.
She wondered if that was his usual pace, or if it was for her benefit. Her thoughts blanked when he groaned and more pre-cum spurted out. Her mind made up, she turned to Derek.
“I’m going over there. Give me a few minutes, and then I want you to fuck me from behind. I suspect you’ll be very distracting, so I need time to start one-on-one if that’s okay.”
“Fuck, yeah.”
Derek pulled her closer for a passionate kiss before he helped her stand. His erection strained against his boxer briefs, but he simply adjusted himself and gave her a sparkling smile.
“Go get ’em, tiger,” he said with a lopsided grin.
Sheila got up on shaky legs and made her way to Alexander. She stopped and stared at him for a moment. When he opened his eyes and gifted her with a beatific smile, her nerves disappeared. How was she so lucky?
“Do you just want to watch?” he asked.
“No,” she said. “I mean, it’s super sexy but—“
“It turns me on to have your eyes on me. I’m so fucking hard because of you.”
Sheila warmed under his praise. It gave her the confidence to drop to her knees. Behind her, Derek groaned when she crawled across the smooth carpet. She leaned forward and placed an open-mouthed kiss on one of Alexander’s inner thighs to mimic his earlier move.
Alexander hissed in a breath but didn’t stop his slow strokes. Instead, he widened his legs further to accommodate her, and her lips moved higher.
She crept a little closer. Sheila trailed more kisses along his inner thigh, closer and closer to where his hand moved faster now. He let out another groan when she swirled her tongue near the crease of each thigh. Sheila chuckled to herself and leaned closer to inspect him.
The hair around his cock was neatly trimmed, and his erection jutted proudly from between his firm thighs.
She rubbed her hand along his lower belly, which caused his penis to jump.
Carefully, she pushed his hands out of the way and traced his cock-head with her fingertip.
Sheila clambered onto all fours and wiggled her ass in Derek’s direction.
“Yeah, baby,” Derek cheered.
Whatever Alexander might have said was lost when Sheila engulfed his cock in her mouth, taking him as deeply as possible.
He groaned as she slid her tongue along his shaft while she slurped his cock. Her skin tingled at his obvious excitement.
“Oh, fuck, that’s so damned sexy. I can see the line where his cock is in your throat,” Derek groaned from beside her.
Sheila bobbed her head up and down several more times before she moved her hair out of the way. When he realized her intention, Alexander held her hair back, and she focused on his cock.
She rested each of her arms on his thighs to take him deeper. As she did, she heard Derek move behind her. Seconds later, he kissed her lower back.
“You are so fucking sexy.”
Derek’s breath tickled the sensitive skin on her backside as he placed more kisses along her spine. With her heartbeat thundering in her ears, Derek repositioned her. Sheila’s skin prickled further when he reached for the sides of her underwear.
Was it finally time for her fantasy to come true?