Chapter 6
Kylie
After spending two hours teasing Ben, I went to my class with Grant but had to keep to myself a bit more. The class was a lot fuller, and I didn’t want to take the chance of getting caught, especially since it wouldn’t just be bad for me. Afterward, I went home, making myself some dinner and settling in with a movie. The entire time I was watching, though, my mind was on the other night and that class with Ben. I felt like having sex with them the other night opened up something inside of me, a desire that was yearning to be filled, something I couldn’t shake out of my mind. When the movie was about over, Piper came in from a photo shoot she had been doing.
“Hey, girlie,” she said plopping down in the living room chair. “How was your day?”
“It was okay,” I said, trying not to blush.
“Uh, do you normally blush when someone asks you about your day?”
“I’m not blushing,” I said surprised. “I’m just warm.”
“Oh, okay, you’re warm on a Massachusetts November night, right,” she said rolling her eyes. “You’ve been acting weird ever since the Halloween party. What’s up?”
“Nothing,” I said, shaking my head. “Just trying to get mentally prepared for midterms.”
“I want to try something,” she said. “Let’s start over from the beginning of this conversation, and you try not to lie to me this time.”
“Piper.” I rolled my eyes.
“What happened at the Halloween party? We weren’t even there ten minutes, and you disappeared. Then, an hour or so later you reappeared and just dipped out without even saying anything,” she said. “And don’t try to deny it. I saw you leaving.”
“I was just tired,” I said, shrugging.
“No lies, remember?”
“Fine,” I said sitting up and taking a deep breath. “I ran into these two guys that I have been talking to for a while. The room was bumpin’, the alcohol was flowing, especially since we took those pregame shots, and the mood was just right. I went with them into the back room and had sex with both of them. At the same time.”
I scrunched up my face, waiting for Piper’s reaction. She knew I was interested in some light BDSM stuff from a conversation we’d had before, but she never knew I was the kind of girl to fuck two guys in the backroom of a club. In fact, until it had happened, I didn’t know I was the kind of girl to fuck two guys in the backroom of a club, not that I regretted it or anything. It was just surprising.
“Good for you,” she said, high-fiving me. “I mean, I didn’t know you were like that.”
“I never have been before.” I chuckled. “But I guess I got caught up in the moment, the lights, the costumes, and the seduction of it all.”
“It sounds like some sexy movie minus the murder scene.” She laughed.
“Yeah, that’s a good thing.” I scoffed. “I don’t need murder in my life, at least not right now.”
“Yeah, save that for when you’re in your thirties,” she said jokingly.
“Definitely,” I replied, looking away, hoping she would change the subject.
“Sooo,” she said, smiling at me.
“What?”
“Who are these guys? Do I know them?”
“I can’t say anything about who they are,” I said, scrunching my nose. “I mean, I really want to tell you, but I can’t. There’s too much going on in their lives for anyone to know about what happened.”
“I’m your best friend,” she said with hurt in her voice.
“I know,” I groaned. “And I’m dying to tell you, but I just can’t.”
“Well, you certainly are a buzzkill tonight,” she said, pouting.
“I’m sorry,” I said. “How was your photo shoot?”
“I can’t talk about it,” she said, sticking out her tongue.
“Come on.” I already felt bad about not telling her without her rubbing it in.
“It was fine. Just another engagement shoot,” she said with a sigh. “I really want to be able to make art. This is killing me.”
“You will,” I said. “But you have to pay the bills, and if you ever want to stop serving coffee, you have to do engagement shoots and weddings and baby photos. At least you’re somewhere in the field you want to be in.”
“I guess.” She shrugged. “My parents still don’t know I plan on leaving the shop when the business gets off the ground, but I don’t want to think about that right now. It’s too stressful. What I do want to think about is that Halloween party.”
“Piper,” I said, rolling my eyes.
“Hey, slutbag, it’s not all about you,” she said laughing. “I met someone, too, while I was there. I mean you left me, so I had to make up my own attack. That’s when I met him, this tall, muscular, tan, hunk of sex appeal. We laughed and danced all night, and then I went back to his place. It was pretty awesome.”
“What’s his name?”
“I don’t know if I should tell you,” she teased, laughing at my irritation. “Fine, his name is Less Bryant. I think he said he was a business graduate student like you.”
“You think?” I laughed.
“Hey, there was a lot of alcohol involved in the other night,” she said. “I’m lucky I remember his full name and what he looked like.”
“That name sounds really familiar, actually,” I said thinking about it. “Yeah, I think he’s in my ethics class. I actually had that today, but I was, uh, preoccupied with class and didn’t notice who else was in the room.”
“You really need to relax a little and start enjoying life,” she said. “Look around you once in a while, and get your nose out of your books.”
“Yeah,” I chuckled, thinking about my class with Ben. “I’ll make sure to keep that in mind from now on. When are you going out with this guy again?”
“I don’t know, should I?”
“I don’t know anything about him besides the fact that he’s a graduate student,” I said.
“I guess that’s a pretty good qualification,” she said. “Graduate student at an Ivy League school is pretty impressive.”
“True,” I replied. “I would give it a shot at least. What do you have to lose?”
“My dignity, my heart, my focus,” she listed. “You know, the important things.”
“Now who’s being a stick in the mud?”
“I’m being safe,” she laughed. “You’re just being boring, minus your secret rendezvous with two abstruse lovers.”
“I think that counts,” I said, giggling.
I turned off the movie and sat up, still talking about what had happened over the weekend. I remembered how nice it was to have my best friend so close to me, it was really refreshing to have her to talk to. I wanted to tell her who Ben and Grant were, but I knew the fewer people who knew, the better. Piper was completely trustworthy, but I had to stick to my guns, keeping what Ben, Grant, and I had going to myself. We sat there talking for hours, reminiscing about holidays in the past years, gossiping about the guy in my class, and just relaxing. Still, off in the back of my mind, the movie from Saturday night was playing, and I knew if I didn’t get them in bed again, it was going to drive me crazy.
“Oh my gosh,” Piper said, looking at her watch. “It’s already one in the morning. I have to be at the café at seven tomorrow. I need to go to bed.”
“Yeah, I have class in the morning,” I said. “Then I work the evening shift.”
“I’ll be there with you. Lily called out, and now I work and open to close.” She groaned. “Sometimes I hate that my parents own the place. I have no options other than just to work. They don’t even ask anymore. They just tell me what needs to be covered. It’s exhausting.”
“I’ll bring you a cookie from that bakery when I come to work,” I said, standing up and stretching.
“Perfect,” she replied. “Good night, crazy woman.”
“Night, girl,” I yelled after her.
I walked around the room turning off all the lights before heading to my room and taking my clothes off. I crawled into the bed and pulled the covers up, lying on my back and staring up at the ceiling. I moved my legs against the cool, soft sheets, feeling tingles moving up to my chest. My mind drifted over to Halloween night when I was straddling Ben with Grant behind me. The feeling of two dicks inside of me, the lust that flew through us, and the intensity of that orgasm struck me hard.
I turned over and tried to close my eyes, knowing I needed to go to sleep, but it wasn’t working. Every time I closed my eyes, I could see the boys standing in front of me, their big, hard cocks in their hands, stroking them up and down. I tossed and turned for several minutes before turning over on my back and sighing. There was no way I was going to go to sleep with all this pent-up sexual tension in my stomach. I was more than super turned on. I ran my hand down my stomach and stopped at the edge of my panties, closing my eyes and envisioning Ben and Grant in one of the classrooms. As I dipped my hand down into my panties and rubbed lightly over my mound, I thought about walking into the classroom and locking the door behind me.
I walked up to the two of them and put my hands out, watching as Grant tied that red satin ribbon around my wrists. Ben pushed whatever was on the desk onto the floor and then led me over to it by the wrists. I looked down at my body and found myself already naked, looking back up as Ben lay down on the desk. I climbed on top of him and slid down his cock, gasping as my fingers slid through my juices and plunged inside of me in my bed. I began to ride him, my wrists still bound.
Grant walked up behind me and pushed me forward, leaning over and licking my ass. He stood up and pushed his cock into my ass. I opened my eyes for a moment in the bedroom as I tossed the covers off me and pulled my legs up and to the side. With one hand, I fingered myself, and with the other, I rubbed my thumb over my ass, feeling the pleasure pulsate into my clit. I turned my head into my pillow and gasped as I brought myself closer to orgasm. I shut my eyes tightly and returned to my fantasy.
I was still riding Ben, his cock deep inside of me, but now my hands were tied behind my back, and Grant was holding onto them like a lasso as he slammed his big dick into my ass. I moaned low and quiet, imagining him slapping my ass cheek hard, the pain and pleasure pushing the heat in my stomach to a full-out explosion. I pushed another finger inside of my wet pussy and finger fucked myself hard and fast as I pushed my thumb slightly into my ass. I screamed into my pillow, visions of getting double penetrated by the guys taking over my senses. Ben reached up and grabbed my nipples hard, thrusting deep. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, my hands going limp as I came hard in my bed. I let the waves of pleasure take over, numbing all my other senses for longer than I could remember before.
When I finally started to come down, I put my legs down and pulled the blanket back up, opening my eyes with disappointment. I was still there in my room, no Ben, no Grant, and no really fucking amazing sex. I shook my head and turned over. At least I would be able to sleep now.