Chapter 6
Francesca
Nick poured soap into his hand and rubbed it on his cock and between his legs. “Ah, you decided to join us. How lovely.” Nick's eyes dropped down my body as he rinsed off. “Come over here, Francesca. My wife and I will soap you up so your husband can wash himself.”
Stefan's hand pushed me gently to their end of the shower. He stepped over to the other shower head.
Eve had a bottle of soap, and she squeezed some out onto her hands. Then Nick held out his hand for some, too. She obliged and gave him plenty.
“Come here, Francesca. We'll clean you up in no time.” Nick gave me a devilish smirk.
I walked up to them, and Nick's hands started low. Eve whispered into my ear, “They like to watch us touch each other. It gets them all hot and bothered.” Then she moved over slightly—just enough so that Stefan would have a good view of what she did next.
Her hands landed on my breasts. I inhaled sharply—even though I had a good idea of what she was going to do.
It still didn't completely prepare me for the shock of how her hands felt on me.
Eve smiled sweetly at me and began rubbing my breasts.
Her touch was light and soft. And so much more gentle than how the men touched me.
Her fingers glided over my hard nipples, sending a shock straight between my legs.
She rinsed her hands off and grabbed the bottle of soap again. This time, she poured some into my hand. She shut the lid and set it aside.
“Now you do me,” she said in a quiet voice.
I hesitated and looked at Stefan. His soapy hand was on his cock, stroking it up and down.
Yeah.
Eve was right.
He wanted to watch me do this.
I peered down to see Nick crouched down, his hands on my leg. His eyes were glued to his wife's chest.
So—
I did it.
I rubbed the soap between my palms, and then gently touched Eve's breasts. I did exactly what she'd done to mine.
“That feels nice, Francesca.” She shut her eyes as a look of pleasure crossed her face.
“Have you ever touched another woman's breasts before?” Nick asked matter-of-factly.
I peered down at him while he washed my legs. “No,” I answered him.
“How does she feel?” His eyes locked onto mine.
“Soft.” I felt the weight of her huge breasts in my hands.
“Rinse her breasts off,” Nick ordered. Eve turned slightly, and I moved my hands over her slowly until every soap sud was gone.
“Very good. Now, I would love it if you kissed her breasts. Can you do that for me? Start anywhere you like.”
I looked at Eve and saw her eyes on mine. She nodded and smiled.
I swallowed and leaned over. My lips touched the top of her breast. And then I kissed down further to the hard peak of her nipple. Eve's hands touched my head. “I would love it if you licked my nipple. But only if you want to.”
From the look in her eyes—she really wanted me to do that. And I didn't have to ask if Stefan and Nick wanted to watch me do it, either. I could feel the sexual tension from them filling this shower.
Yeah.
All three of them wanted this.
Badly.
And it occurred to me—that I did, too.
I'd never, ever thought about touching a woman like this. But Eve was beautiful. And she loved me. And I wanted to please her. And I wanted to please the men, too.
So—I let my tongue slip from between my lips—and licked around her nipple.
“Oh, yes. I love that,” Eve moaned. She sounded so aroused—I found myself getting turned on, too. Then—without being asked—I wrapped my lips around her hard bud and sucked her into my mouth.
Eve let out a long, “Ohh,” as I sucked on her and used my tongue. Her hands tightened on my head while I teased her nipple.
A moment later, Eve said, “That's nice, honey. Thank you.” I let go of her breast, and she hugged me. “I loved that,” she whispered in my ear. “And look how hard you made them.” She kissed my cheek, and I gazed from Nick—to Stefan.
And Eve was right about what she said.
These men were—hard.
“That was fun. But I have an idea for even more fun,” Eve said in a sultry tone.
“Stand up for us, honey?” Eve said, looking down at Nick.
He stood and abandoned soaping up my legs.
“I know you're new to all this. But there's a lot to learn. And I think I'm the best teacher for this particular skill.” She grinned at me and then grabbed my hand. We lowered to our knees in front of Nick. “I'm sure Stefan has taught you a few things. But I can take you to the next level.”
I raised my eyebrows and watched her grasp her husband’s already hard cock in her hand. “There's another level to head?”
She laughed and nodded. “Oh, yeah. Now, watch and learn.” Eve pushed Nick into her mouth.
“Fuck,” Nick said, but he didn't close his eyes. He kept them on what his wife was doing. And then—
“Whoa—” I said, not believing what I was seeing. But Eve was taking Nick—right down her throat.
She pulled him out and then offered him to me. “Here, I'll coach you through it.”
I did what she asked and sucked him in.
But no matter how hard I tried—and I tried hard, many, many, many times—I couldn't get him very far down.
“Fuck, I'm going to come,” Nick said as I pulled him out of my mouth for the billionth time.
“Whoops,” Eve said, thinking quickly. She grasped his cock and finished her husband off, swallowing him down as Nick grunted.
Eve pulled him out of her mouth and looked up. “Well, you were no help. How's Francesca supposed to learn like that?”
Nick laughed loudly, then he peered down at me. “I apologize, Francesca. Next time, I promise to hold out longer. It's difficult with two such beautiful, talented women as yourselves.”
Stefan cleared his throat behind us. “I believe I could be your next test subject.”
Eve smiled at me.
And then she started her lesson all over again.
Unfortunately—the same thing ended up happening, and Stefan came before I really got the hang of it.
He didn't seem to mind, though.