30. Avery
30
AVERY
I shouldn’t say yes.
This is my school. This is their work. Letting them touch me here is beyond risky.
If we get caught, we’ll be hauled before the review board at minimum. My progress in these courses will be contested and scrutinized. My men might not be asked to return to their positions here next session. Or worse, they could be fired outright.
I know they have careers outside of teaching, but it brings them so much joy. I can’t be the one to take this away from them.
This was our one big rule, and we’ve broken it so many times over the course of this session.
I have to say no. I need to be responsible and tell them we need to wait until we get home. If we don’t want to wait, I’ll tell them we need to leave early.
Doing this would be a bad choice. I should feel guilty or ashamed at how far this has gone already.
I don’t feel any of that, though.
All I can feel right now is the need for my men and an intense anticipation for doing something forbidden.
It’s overwhelming to know how much they care about me. I’ve known this hasn’t been a fling for a while, but hearing them say it is something completely different.
There’s still a small voice in my head demanding that I tell them, “No, I don’t want to do this here,” but I can’t make myself do it.
“Yes,” I say with a sigh. “I want to.”
Wesley pulls me into a kiss, claiming my mouth as Jamie continues to press kiss after kiss to my neck. I roll my hips harder against him, desperate for any little bit of friction.
My breath comes in gasps once Wesley lets me go.
“Do you know what I’m going to do now?”
I shake my head.
“I’m going to bring Phillip’s office chair right here and watch as he and Jamie have their way with you. I’m going to watch you writhe as they touch you everywhere that makes you scream. But you won’t make a sound, will you, Princess? You don’t want us to get caught with Phillip between your legs, tasting that pretty pussy. If that happens, you won’t get a chance to finish. Understand?”
I nod.
“Good girl, answering without a word. We’ll have to reward you for that, Princess.” His eyes flick over to Phillip. “While I grab your chair, help Jamie undress our woman. I want to see every inch of her creamy skin.”
They change places faster than I can blink.
Jamie pulls me onto his lap and starts unbuttoning my shirt. Every brush of his fingers on my skin is torture.
Phillip makes quick work of my jeans, and by the time Wesley settles himself in the chair, I’m in nothing but my bra and panties.
They’re beige and boring and for a moment, I feel incredibly self-conscious.
Then I see the looks on their faces as they take in every inch of my exposed skin. Even in my “wear to work” underwear, they still somehow make me feel like a goddess.
Heat floods my body, and I grind harder against Jamie’s dick trying to ease the ache in my core. His fingers dig into my hips and I moan.
“Do it again and Phillip is going to gag you with his tie.” Wesley shakes his head.
The compulsion to do it is overwhelming.
Phillip’s hand brushes lightly over my panties. “I think she might like me to do that, anyway.”
“Does that turn you on, Princess?” Wesley asks. “Do you want to be gagged while Phillip fucks you with his fingers and Jamie plays with your nipples?”
I nod.
“You heard the lady,” he says, starting to stroke himself through his jeans.
I start to reach for the tie, but Jamie grabs my wrists and pins them to my sides.
“No touching, Princess,” Jamie whispers in my ear. “You can grab my belt loops and control yourself or I’ll keep holding your wrists. Of course, if you do that, I won’t get to touch you.
“You won’t feel my hands sliding up your waist to cup your breasts. You won’t get to feel my fingers teasing your nipples in the way that makes you instantly wet. Is that what you want?”
“Uh-uh.”
“Then grab my belt loops and hold tight.”
My lips tingle as the silk of Phillip’s tie brushes against my lips.
“Too tight?”
I shake my head.
“Good.”
His hand slips down and starts to tease me over my panties. I thrust my hips against his hand, silently begging him for more.
The only response he gives me is a smirk as he continues to tease me.
Jamie’s hands slide up my waist as he kisses my now exposed shoulders. He brushes his thumbs lightly against the undersides of my breasts. Goosebumps dot my skin as my men tease me mercilessly.
Every time I’m tempted to let go of Jamie’s belt loops to try to make them do more than tease me, I bring my gaze back to Wesley.
When my body starts to tremble with need, he unbuttons his pants and takes his cock out. He strokes himself slowly, continuing to tease me with yet another thing I can’t have.
I bite my lip hard to keep from moaning at the sight of him.
All I can think about is how good they’ll all feel when they’re finally inside me.
I need them.
Right now.
Wesley must see it in my eyes because he finally takes pity on me.
“I think she’s been punished enough for moaning when she wasn’t supposed to. Give her what she needs.”
My back arches as Phillip slides my panties down my legs.
Jamie uses the opportunity to cup my breasts.
Phillip pushes my legs to the outside of Jamie’s. He traces his tongue from my entrance to my clit.
I’m convinced I’ll end up ripping off Jamie’s belt loops if they keep going this way.
His tongue flicks against my clit, and I swear I lose my ability to see for a few seconds.
My mind goes blank as he lavishes attention on my sensitive bud.
I press my ass harder against Jamie’s dick as he pinches my nipples.
I force the scream of pleasure back down my throat as Phillip eases a finger in me.
My eyes lock on to Wesley as I’m brought closer and closer to orgasm.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Princess. I love watching them use you like you’re our own personal fuck toy. You’re going to come all over his face for us.”
I can feel my heart racing in my chest and a fluttering in my lower abdomen. I’m so close.
My thighs clench around Phillip’s head as he works me mercilessly with his tongue and fingers.
I have no idea where they end and I begin. That's how connected I feel to them.
I’ve never been intimate with anyone who touched me like this before them.
Every single time they’ve touched me, there’s been care in it. Even when we’re in Wesley’s dungeon, they make sure that I’m okay with everything we do.
When certain words or positions make me uncomfortable, I use my safe word and they stop right away—no questions asked.
The craziest thing about it is that I’ve finally started to accept that I deserve to be treated that way. It hasn’t changed me overnight or anything, but it is helping me heal.
And now they’re all telling me that they see this going somewhere. They want something permanent. They want something that’s going to last, and they want it with me.
Knowing that and being painfully aware that I want it too makes every touch that much more electrifying.
Wesley’s voice drags me out of my musings. “What’s got you so distracted, Princess?”
My response is muffled by the tie.
“Jamie, go ahead and slide that tie down so she can answer.”
“You,” I gasp. “I was thinking of all of you. How much I want the same things as you do. I know I said it already, but I want something substantial and I want it with you three.”
Wesley grins slow and lazy like an overly satisfied cat.
“Put the tie back over her mouth and cover it with your hand too. I want you to make her come screaming, and I don’t intend for us to get caught.”
My muscles start to clench as Phillip adds another finger inside me. With each thrust of his fingers, he hits my G-spot over and over again as his tongue teases my clit.
The pressure of Jamie’s hand over my mouth only intensifies the sensation of him pinching and teasing my nipples. I moan into his hand as he bites hard into my shoulder.
“That’s it, Princess,” Wesley growls. “You’re going to come for us, and once you’re shaking and exhausted, you’re going to wrap those full lips around Phillip’s dick while Jamie fucks you. Then once your body is full of their seed, I’m going to bend you over this couch and take what I want from you. Go on and show us how pretty you are when you come.”
The orgasm explodes through my body like a supernova. My back arches as I dig my fingers into Jamie’s hips.
As soon as my breathing evens out, Phillip yanks down my gag and kisses me fiercely.
His tongue strokes mine, and I can still taste myself on him. A tingle races down my spine, and I can feel the heat building in my center once again.
I hear Jamie unzipping his pants behind me.
“I have been waiting all day to fuck you.”
His grip on my hips is rough as he positions me over his length, but he eases me down over him with a contradictory gentleness. My body aches in a pleasant way as it adjusts to accommodate him.
When he’s fully seated inside me, we both let out identical sighs.
He thrusts up into me, making me gasp.
“Lean forward a bit for me?” Phillip asks as he undoes his pants.
I can’t help but lick my lips at the sight of his thick cock.
He runs a hand through my hair. “You’re always ready for me, aren’t you, Princess?”
“Yes. I need to taste you. Please don’t make me wait any longer.”
I wrap my lips around him, teasing him with my tongue just as mercilessly as he teased me earlier.
He fists his hands into my hair, gripping it so tightly it almost hurts. He swears softly as I hum low in my throat.
In a matter of seconds, Jamie and Phillip have found a rhythm that sends me into utter bliss. They fill me in a way that feels so wonderfully right, and the sounds of Wesley’s low moans sends me closer and closer to the edge.
All I want is to make them feel as good as I do right now.
I hollow my cheeks as Phillip thrusts into my throat and start to match Jamie thrust for thrust.
“I’m so close, Princess,” he murmurs in my ear.
The feeling of him spilling his seed inside me is enough to trigger my own climax.
In my ecstasy, I grab Phillip’s hips and pull him deeper into my mouth. His breathing comes in erratic bursts and his head drops back as he comes.
I swallow every drop of him then fall back into Jamie’s chest in a daze.
Jamie gently slides me off him once he catches his breath, and my eyes immediately go to Wesley.
His eyes are dark with lust. With that look alone, he’s set off sparks of electricity all through my body.
As soon as Jamie moves to go clean up, Wesley starts toward me.
I try to get up and bend over the couch like he said he wanted, but my legs are too wobbly and I drop back onto the couch.
“You’re going to have to move me if you want me bent over the couch.” I giggle.
“I don’t give a shit where you are anymore. I just have to have you.”
He pushes my shoulder, and now my back is against the cool leather seat of the couch. After watching him touch himself to the sight of me getting fucked by his friends, his kiss is almost enough to send me over the edge again.
The weight of him on top of me feels like coming home. He notches himself in my entrance and tries to ease himself in slowly, but I wrap my legs around his hips and jerk him against me.
My breath catches in my throat as Wesley bites into my shoulder to muffle his moan. He fucks me like this is the last time he’ll ever get to touch me.
I’m so sensitive that it doesn’t take me long to orgasm from the feel of him thrusting into me.
“Fuck, I love feeling you come around my dick. You are so perfect, Princess. I wanted to take my time with you, but seeing you stuffed with their cocks is going to make that impossible. I’m so close already. Please, I need you to come with me even more than I need air. Can you do that for me, Princess?”
I grab one of his hands and place it on my breast. “Touch me.”
That last little bit of contact is all I need. Every muscle in my body tenses, and I cling to Wesley as we both tip over that edge.
It isn’t until the next morning that I realize I have no clue when the last time I took my birth control was.