I felt relieved when the bus full of students finally came to a stop outside the hotel we'd all be staying at. We'd been cramped together on this sweaty bus for hours, and the sun beating down through the windows wasn't helping.
As one of the teacher chaperones passed out keycards to each of the students I turned to my best friend Amanda, fast asleep in the seat next to me, her face pressed against the glass of the window and a line of drool escaping her mouth as it hung open.
"Hey Bozo," I said to her, shaking he shoulder in attempts to wake her.
"Huh what?" Amanda answered groggily as she picked her head up, her eyes squinting against the light.
"Wake up, we're here," I answered shortly before standing, grabbing my carry-on bag from the overhead compartment. The bus driver had already gotten off the us to begin unloading the bigger luggage from underneath while we were all lectured about ow we were not to talk to anyone that we met on the boardwalk because it was 'too dangerous', so I had no trouble grabbing all my things once I had off-loaded. Amanda came off the bus after me, a scowl on her lips and sunglasses covering her eyes.
"Cheer up kiddo," I smiled at her, kissing her cheek as I placed my arm around her shoulders.
"No, it's too damn hot to be happy about anything except for cold water," she grumbled, shrugging me off in order to grab her bag as well. The two fo us found our other friends, Sam and Alissa, who we'd be rooming with, and then headed into the hotel to find our room.
Amanda sighed as she was the first to enter the room, finding it to be sufficiently air conditioned. "I call bed closest to the window," he said, before tossing her bags against the wall and flopping facefirst down onto the bed. Sam and Alissa both chuckled at her as they put their bags by the second bed, closest to the door.
"Get up, bum," I said, flicking Amanda's bare eet as she laid motionless on the bed. "We have three day being here and two nights, and I don't plan on lying around for it all." She just groaned at me in response and attempted to kick me with her foot.
I left her there to be lazy and walked over to he curtain that was blocking the view out the sliding glass door. Upon sliding it back I was met with the breathtaking view of the ocean that laid past the boardwalk. "Wow guys, we sure got lucky with this room. Look at the damn view we got here," I said before sliding the door open and taking a step outside onto the balcony.
"Ew, close the door, you're letting the heat in," I heard Amanda complain from inside again. I stuck my head back in at her and glared.
"It's beautiful out here, stop whining or I'm gonna beat you," I threatened.
"You know I'd like it," she said cheekily before stuffing her face into the pillow. This again caused Sam and Alissa to giggle as they flipped through channels on the television.
"Oh my God!" Alissa laughed harder. "There's porn on here."
"Porn!? Where?" Amanda said, instantly gettingup and looking at the TV where there was indeed porn.
"Oh come on, this is our senior trip! You're not meant to sit inside watching porn! You're meant to lie on the beach, get a tan, and scope out hot guys," I said, huffing about what I would be missing because of them.
"Shh... she's getting it real hard in the bum, Kate," Amanda said, trying to shush me. She turned to me to see the look on my face. "Oh stop. You're just jealous you're not having a threesome like this hoe is," she chuckled, turning back to the television.
"Fine, you watch your porn now, and tomorrow, you're layng on the beach with me. Fair trade," I demanded.
"Done, now quiet. They're doing the Eiffel Tower now."
Just as promised, Amanda and I were laid out on towels down on the golden sand of the beach. We ere both watching our fellow classmates as they had fun throwing around a frisbee or laid on their towels, soaking up the rays of sun like we were. A guy neither of us knew walked by with ripped abs and bleached blond shaggy hair. He winked at us as he walked by and I smirked at Amanda.
"That guy was totally checking you out," I whispered to her, but she scrunched up her face immediately.
"No, he wasn't. He was totally checking you out, if anything. And he's totally not my type anyways."
"Pfft, he ain't my type neither. I wants me some badass with the tattoos and stuff. Those are the really fun ones," I chuckled and Amanda smiled from next to me.
"This is true. Yo, you wanna walk down the boardwalk later tonight, maybe check out some of them shops? Get piercings our parents will hate us for?" she asked, grinning deviously at me.
"Yea sure," I replied before getting hit with a small spray of sand as a football landed next to me. I sa up, grabbing the ball and looking around for the owner.
"Hey!" I heard a guy call, and looked farther ff to my right down the beach. I saw a very fit looking guy only wearing swim trunks that went down past his knees a bit, running in my direction. I shielde my eyes from the bright sun with my other hand, so as to see him better. "Sorry about that," he said with a sheepish smile. His eyes were a deep chocolate brown and his hair was dark and shaggy, reaching down a little past his ears with some red highlights.
"It's alright," I answered, smiling back at him as I handed his football over. I watched as he turned away and jogged back over to his group of friends.
"Ooh... he was eying you up girl," Amanda teased, and I couldn't do anything but smile.
"So what do you think you wanna get pierced?" Amanda asked as we walked around one of the small shops that offered piercings.
"I dunno. I'm thinking a little nose stud or something," I shrugged.
"Whore, I wanted to get my nose done," she pouted, and I smiled.
"You're dumb. We can both get them together."
"Oh... right. I want a ring though," Amanda then said.
"You would," I smirked back at her, and we both headed to the back of the shop to get our piercings.
"You should really stop touching it, you know," I scolded Amanda as we continued father down the boardwalk. She was constantly fiddling with the ring that was now in her nose, and it was gonna get infected and swollen if she didn't stop. She just grumbled and glared at me.
"But it just looks so cool!"
"Yeah well it won't look so cool if you don't stop," I replied as I turned my head to the left, looking past Amanda and toward the beach where the waves were crashing onto the sand as the sun was touching the horizon, preparing to bring on the night. Without thinking, I reached up and slowly gave the gem in my nose a little twist.
"You really shouldn't touch it Kate," Amanda scolded in a mocking tone.
"I was just turning it like they told me to!" I defended.
"Sure you were," she replied, rolling her eyes. I shoved her lightly in the side, smiling as she shoved me back.
"Hello pretty ladies," I heard a male voice slur slightly. Amanda and I both stopped giggling and looked to the right where two men were standing on the back porch of a beach house where I could only begin to assume a party was going on. I would have kept walking by if I hadn't recognized one of the men as being the guy from the beach who'd retrieved his football from me.
He was leaned on the railing of the back patio with a goofy looking yet adorable smile on his lips. Next to him was, I assumed, a friend of his. He had the same lopsided drunken grin on his pierced lips and I could faintly make out a shade of purple dyed into his hair.
"...Are you talking to us?" I asked, not sure if we had just been there as they were talking to someone else.
"Who else, beach girl? Come here," he said, motioning with his finger for us to get closer. I shot a sideways glance at Amanda, who smirked at me, and we both walked over to greet them.
"Hi," I said, finding my nerves taking over, though I tried to push them away.
"Hey... I'm Brian," the guy introduced himself, sticking his hand out for me to shake. "And you are...?"
I looked into his deep chocolate eyes as they captured the colors of the sunset, taking his hand. "I'm Kate... This is my best friend Amanda," I said, glancing over at her only to see the other nameless guy eying her over.
"Oh... That's Zack," Brian then introduced, and Zack looked toward me, nodding his head once in greeting.
"So what's going on here?" Amanda asked before I had the chance to.
"Just a party with some friends," Zack replied, looking right back at her. As I was watching, I felt a warm breath cascade over my ear and it startled me. I didn't know Brian had gotten that close.
"My friend can't seem to get his eyes off yours," he chuckled into my ear and I smiled, "and I can't seem to get mine off you." I felt myself blushing at Brian's forwardness, but found that I didn't really mind it.
I turned my head away from Zack and Amanda, who were talking quietly amongst themselves as Brian pulled away from my ear, and I watched as his drunken eyes moved from my eyes down to my lips and then back up.
"You should stay awhile," Brian whispered as he looked in my eyes. Inside my head was screaming to run inside and down a few beers so I could make out with this guy for as long as I wanted. But then I glanced down at my watch to see that there was only a half hour left of time til the first of two night curfews where we had to be back at the hotel by. The first being at eight thirty, the second being at eleven.
"I can't... We have to be back to our hotel in a little while," I said, biting my lip.
"After that, then?" Brian pressed.
"Another curfew at eleven," I regretted telling him, seeing the crestfallen look on his face. "But... I think I can sneak away after that. That's just when the chaperones make sure you're in your room before they go to bed," I supplied, and a strange look crossed Brian's face as he backed away a little.
"Chaperones?"
"Yeah... I'm here on a school trip," I admitted.
"And how old are you?" he then asked, getting a scared look on his face.
I chuckled at him. "Don't worry, I'm eighteen." I saw the relief wash over his face and chuckled once more. "How old are you?"
"I will be twenty-one in two months, give or take," Brian answered.
Oh, I'll take...
"So you're gonna come back?" Brian then asked, his eyes lighting up a little.
"Yeah...."
"Can I... have your number then?" he asked, biting his lip like he was shy or something.
"Yeah," I answered, giving him a minute to get his phone from his pocket.
"How could you not have a cell phone!?" I heard Zack ask Amanda incredulously and I turned to look at them. He was smiling while Amanda laughed.
"Zack just call my phone. We're rarely ever apart," I reasoned, and he nodded his head before talking to Amanda once more.
"Okay, so you put your number in just to make sure it's right," Brian said, handing the phone over to me. I laughed as I saw that for a name he had entered 'Kate, the beach girl', and then punched my number in, saving it. I handed the phone back to him and then stepped away a little.
"I really have to go now though. Call me after eleven if you still want me to come down," I said, and Brian nodded. "Come on Amanda," I persisted, tugging on her arm.
"Make sure you bring her with you!" Zack called after us as we made our way back up the boardwalk.
"Someone's gonna get laid tonight," I said quietly in a sing-song voice.
"Hell yeah I am. That boy was fine. And them snakebites? I want to lick them," Amanda giggled and we hurried, finding we only had fifteen minutes left to get to the hotel.
I shook my head sadly at Amanda, noticing she was passed out on the bed, and it wasn't even eleven yet. Too much sunlight did that to her though, so I was contemplating waking her up or not if Brian happened to call. Sam and Alissa were also asleep in the bed next to ours and the TV was on low, the pictures casting a blue glow along the walls of the room.
I grabbed the tube of mascara from the dresser against the wall and began applying some to my lashes as I gazed into the mirror that was attached. I was dressed in my pajamas but had the outfit I planned on wearing tossed haphazardly on the floor, to blend in with the other clothes scattered here and there.
I walked to the door of our room and turned the lights completely off before laying down with the remote in my hand, noticing it was just about eleven.
Just as planned, I heard the knock on the door before the card was swiped to gain entrance, and Mrs. Meyers poked her head in.
"Everything alright in here?" she asked and I looked over, nodding my head.
"Yeah, they're already fast asleep. I'm feeling a bit tired myself so I think I'll be sleeping soon," I lied, and she smiled, nodding her head.
"Goodnight them," she said quietly before shutting the door behind her.
I laid there in the pale blue glow of the TV, my cellphone in hand as I waited for Brian to call. It was already almost five after, but if he had drank himself to oblivion he wouldn't have given a second thought to me. He'd probably already forgotten --
The phone started vibrating in my hand and I almost jumped, not expecting it. I didn't know the number on the ID, but then again I didn't even have Brian's number. I got out of the bed and flipped open the phone.
"Hello?" I spoke quietly. I could faintly hear the noise of a party in the background and inwardly smiled.
"Hey... Kate? It's Brian," came his sweet voice. I smiled outward this time. "So you coming down soon? I really want to see you," he said, his voice coming loud through the speaker. I couldn't tell if he'd been drinking more, but it didn't really matter.
"Yeah, the chaperone just stopped by so I'm just getting ready to leave. I should be there in like, fifteen minutes, okay?"
I heard indistinguishable talking on the other end as I waited for his answer. "Okay, Zack says to make sure Amanda's coming too."
"I'll try, but she's out cold," I replied, gazing down at her peaceful form as she sprawled out on the open bed.
"Okay. I'll be waiting out on the porch for you, alright?" Brian asked.
"Okay, I'll see you soon," I replied before we exchanged our goodbyes and hung up.
I hurriedly pulled my pajamas off, trading them for the tight jeans and lacy black camisole. I moved to Amanda's side and shook her shoulder. "Amanda," I hissed at her, but got no response. The second time, she moaned groggily and reached an arm out to swat at me, causing me to roll my eyes at her actions.
"Fine then. Just don't blame me in the morning for not getting any," I grumbled to myself before shutting off the TV. I moved to the sliding glass door, pulling back the curtain and opening the door, shutting it silently behind me.
Crossing the balcony, I reached the railing, glancing down to the patio directly below me. Being that my room was on the first floor, and the pool was right on the patio in front of me, it wasn't a very far drop to the ground. There was also a patio table placed a foot away from my balcony that I could use as an easier way down. So I swung one leg over the railing and reached my foot out to the table before pulling the rest of my body over the rail. I was on the ground in no time and made my way around the pool to the gate, quietly slipping through it, before my feet made contact with the wood of the boardwalk.
I moved quickly down the boardwalk until I came upon the somewhat familiar beach house, that was still as noisy as it had been the few hours previously. Sure enough, Brian was there on the back porch, leaning his arms on the railing like he had when I left him. I could just barely see Zack back farther, shrouded in darkness as he sat on one of the deck chairs, puffing on a cigarette whose burning end glowed orange.
As soon as Brian's eyes met mine, a smile was on his face. I stepped up onto the porch so I was next to him.
"Hi again," I said, smiling sweetly up at him. His only response was to lean into me, kissing my cheek. When he pulled away I was blushing and there was a smirk evident on his lips.
Silently, Zack approached us, tossing his finished cigarette out to the boardwalk where its ember eventually died out.
"Where's Amanda?" he asked, and he looked a little sad that I was alone.
"Believe it or not, she's sleeping. I tried to wake her up but she really didn't respond at all," I answered, shrugging. It was truly her loss.
"So how about we go inside and we get you a beer?" Brian then asked, his arm sliding around my shoulders.
"I think that sounds like a great idea," I chuckled, and allowed the two of them to lead me inside the bustling house.
I was pulled through the throngs of people in the house by Brian as his hand held on tightly to my own. We ended up in the kitchen, where he pulled two unopened beers from the fridge. He placed them on the counter and then pulled me closer to his side before opening the cupboard above his head and pulling out two shot glasses. There was a bottle of tequila half empty on the counter, next to an almost empty bottle of rum, and I watched as Brian grabbed the tequila, pouring each glass to the brim.
He smiled at me as he handed one of the glasses over, and I gladly took it before we both downed the shots. I felt the searing golden liquor coat the back of my throat, warming me from the inside out as it drained through my body, and let out an involuntary shiver.
I looked up at Brian as he set his glass down and then wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me into him.
"I should warn you, tequila makes my hands a little... grabby," he smirked, and I sent one right back at him.
"Then... don't you think you should have another?" I asked innocently, and Brian licked his bottom lip before a crooked smile appeared.
"You want another?" he asked as he poured his second shot.
"Yes please," I answered, placing the shot back down on the counter. He filled it up to the brim once more and soon the familiar warmth was trickling throughout my body. I set my shot back on the counter and Brian grabbed the two beers, handing them to me.
"Let's go," he spoke, turning me around and putting his hands on my hips, pushing me through the people crowding the house before finding an empty armchair in the living room. Brian sat down first and I settled myself in his lap, sitting sideways, and handed him his beer. We both just sat in silence in each other's company as we took a drink and I allowed my eyes to scan the room. People were dancing to the music pumping out of the stero while others sat and talked, trying desperately to hear each other over the noise. I felt Brian's free arm wrap around my waist and I turned back to him.
"So..." he started, "if you're on a trip here, where are you from?" he asked, taking another swig of his beer afterwards.
"Well, I'm from Sacramento actually. And we definitely don't have as nice of beaches there," I giggled, and Brian's grip on me tightened. "Whose place is this?"
"Well, my friend Matt rents it out occasionally on weekends and a group of us come up here just to get away from home once in a while."
"Oh so you're not from Long Beach?" I asked, taking another gulp of my beer, realizing it was almost time to get another.
"Nah, Huntington, just down the coast," he answered, and noticed that I kept glancing down at my beer "You want another?" he asked.
I smiled up at him. "Yeah.... I'll go get one," I replied, starting to get up from his lap. I felt his grip on my waist get a little tighter as he chuckled and pulled me back down onto him.
"Nonsense, I'll go get us more. You just stay put," Brian offered and he slid out from under me and slipped out of my view. He came back only moments later, carrying four beers, two in each hand. I stood, allowing him to get back underneath me, and we returned to our previous positions in the chair.
I looked out at the room once more as we both began drinking again, not really knowing what to say. I noticed Zacky leaning against the wall to the right of us, chatting up a pretty looking girl. He seemed to be doing rather well until the girl made a strange face and walked away.
"Awh... Zack just got shut down... Poor guy," I cooed, and I heard Brian sigh.
"Yeah it happens from time to time with him."
"Why? He's so cute... Girls should get on their knees for that boy," I pouted, and Brian laughed, probably envisioning something very dirty because of what I had just said.
"Yeah, he's a good looking guy... He just says some weird shit sometimes and freaks them out," Brian replied, and I felt his warm breath fluttering along my neck.
"Sucks Amanda's not here... She could handle it and they'd probably be boning by now," I mumbled, finishing off my second beer and letting it fall to the ground.
"Uh huh," I heard Brian barely say, bordering on a whisper, and then I felt his hand lightly against my cheek, turning me toward him. Before I had the chance to do or say anything, I felt Brian's lips gently against mine. My eyes snapped shut and I leaned into him, allowing my lips to press back into his.
My hand found its place on Brian's cheek and I sighed as I felt his tongue press against my lips. I opened my mouth to him and felt his warm wet tongue brush against mine. That feeling alone caused the pit of my stomach to grow warm and my most sacred part to tingle, craving his touch and wanting more of him.
Brian's hand that was previously on my cheek found its place on my waist and slid up, resting against my skin underneath the cloth of my shirt. As our tongues pressed back and forth, our lips sliding against each other's, I felt Brian's grip pulling me closer to him, and I shifted my weight, allowing me to straddle his lap, our mouths never parting.
I pulled away sharply with a gasp as I felt him grab a fistfull of my ass, and he quietly laughed against my lips before kissing me again. His hand that was resting just under my shirt began to move upward quickly and I had to force the giggles away because it tickled so much.
Soon his hand was resting against my breast and I felt Brian smile into the kiss before he pulled away. "You're not wearing a bra," he said quietly, his eyes glinting mischievously as his thumb ran gently over my nipple and I shuddered, closing my eyes.
Brian's mouth attached itself to the base of my beck, sucking lightly as I rested my hands on his shoulders, tilting my head back in pleasure. Soon his sucking turned into kissing and he moved down a little farther, kissing my collarbone before he pulled his hand from my shirt, and reached up, gripping the strap between his fingers and puling it down. I shivered at the feeling of his bare skin on mine, hoping to feel more of it in the near future.
Soon my breast was exposed to him and I felt his warm mouth enclose around my nipple. He began lightly sucking and nipping at my skin there and my nails dug into him through his shirt, my mouth hanging open. One of my hands quickly moved to the back of Brian's head, gripping his hair by the roots and pulling his mouth closer than before to my body. His tongue flicked over my nipple repeatedly as his hands both crept up the back of my shirt, his fingers running along my smooth skin.
I could feel Brian beginning to harden below me and began to slowly run one hand down his chest to his stomach before pressing into the fabric of his shorts, rubbing into him. He groaned against me skin, sending chilling goosebumps across my body. I grabbed harder at the bulge beneath my hand and Brian broke his mouth from my breast as his hip lightly bucked upward into mine.
Now that his head was free I pulled him up to kiss me again, pressing my lips repeatedly against his as I cradled his head in my hands. His arms pulled me closer to him, pressing our chests together.
"Don't you think we should maybe take this somewhere more private?" I asked gently into his ear and I could feel him smile against my skin as he placed his lips against my neck.
Without another word being said, Brian fixed my shirt and somehow forced himself up and out of the chair, bringing me with him and holding me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my arms around his shoulders, and he somehow managed to grab the two beers we still had to drink.
I kissed Brian's neck lightly, not wanting him to fall over as he carried me up the stairs. He found a bedroom that I assumed was his and shut the door behind us, crossing the room and tossing me on the bed, placing the two beers beside me.
Brian wasted no time pulling his shirt off and crawling over me on the bed, kissing my lips harshly. His hardened lower half rubbed into me as he held himself up with his arms, our tongues mixing together in a heated frenzy. Suddenly Brian's mouth tore itself away from mine and I could hear him breathing heavily as I whined. He sat up fully, kneeling between my parted legs, his eyes gazing down at me lustfully.
"Come here," he breathed out and grabbed me at my ribcage, pulling me into a sitting position as well. "Arms up," he then demanded, and I did as told before Brian grabbed the bottom hem of my shirt and pulled it off me, leaving us both completely topless. I laid back down, waiting for Brian to come down and kiss me again, and huffed when he didn't. Instead, he grabbed one of the beers lying on the bed and popped it open, taking the first sip before he unexpectedly poured some on my breastplate. I shrieked as the cold liquid trailed down between my breasts and down to my navel, sliding to my sides as it went.
"That's so cold," I said, shivering, and Brian smirked before he leaned over me a little more, bringing the can of beer with him. He poured more onto both my breasts, my nipples instantly reacting as the coldness hit them, almost becoming painful. "Brian," I moaned, and he quickly downed the rest of the beer, throwing the empty can to the side before resting on his arms again, his head instantly dipping down to my right breast, lapping up the liquid and sucking the skin into his mouth, making a suction noise as he let go. He moved over to the left and did the same before his tongue poked out of his mouth, trailing down between my breasts. By now, my entire body was aching for him.
I felt my stomach muscles tense as Brian trailed his tongue down my stomach, dipping into my belly button. My hands shot to his head, gripping his hair as I moaned "Brian, I want you now," I called out and he sat up again, his fingers going straight for the button on my jeans, undoing it and the zipper quickly. He hooked his fingers in the sides and I raised my hips, allowing for him to pull off my jeans and panties at the same time. He made quick work of his shorts and boxers as well, baring himself to me, and oh did I enjoy the view.
Quickly, Brian reached over to the nightstand and opened the drawer. I knew he was getting a condom, and waited patiently as he slid it onto his hardened member before he pulled the sheet up to our waists.
Brian held onto one of my hips as he slid into me, and I sighed, my eyes falling lazily shut as my head pressed back into the pillow. "Unnnghh," Brian lowly groaned as he began to rock his hips into mine. I let out a breath, almost moaning, every time he would press back into me, and then gripped my hands into his back, moving my hips with his, and felt the feelings get more intense.
I opened my eyes to find Brian gazing down at me, his eyes half open. I moved one hand up to his neck as he continued his slow thrusting and pulled him down to press my lips into his, moaning as one of his clever hands found its way up to my breasts, teasing the left one as our tongues mixed in my mouth.
Suddenly the door to the room opened, and Zack walked in, slamming it shut behind himself. I watched, my eyes widening, Brian not changing his pace whatsoever as he continued to press his hips against mine, my own pressing back up into his. I couldn't even find my words as both Brian and I watched Zack stride over to the chair near the bed, plopping down with a sigh before pulling out a cigarette and lighting it, taking a deep drag. His eyes followed our movements and Brian looked away, his mouth finding my neck and he bit me, groaning hard against my skin.
"Zack, what the hell are-" I began to wildly ask as I pushed up on Brian's chest, wanting to get him off of me.
"You know, life totally sucks," Zack said airily, flicking the end of his cig into the ashtray on the table next to him.
"Nah, man. Life's great," Brian groaned out as he grabbed my hands, moving them from his chest and pinning them above my head. Never once did he falter as he continued to pulsate inside me. I tried as hard as I could to suppress a moan but it wasn't really working.
"Well... Maybe for you it is," Zack trailed off, and I watched as his eyes moved down the bed to where my and Brian's hips were connected. Thank God for the sheet covering us. "...but for me, well it could be a little better," he continued, taking another quick drag of his smoke.
"Zack, can you get-"
"Did another chick shut you down?" Brian asked, cutting me off.
"Nah... Didn't try again after that ego blow," Zack chuckled. His eyes then locked with mine. "Thanks oh so much for binging your friend, Kate. If you had, I'd be boning her. I bet she's a moaner..."
I sighed in frustration because he was blaming things on me when really it was all Amanda's fault. "Get off," I growled, shoving Brian, and he did as told, pulling out and laying on his back next to me.
Not really caring about showing my body, considering Zack's eyes had been on my breasts for a lengthy time already, I tossed the sheet off my legs and got up, crossing to where Zack was. I grabbed the cigarette from him, stubbing it out as his eyes wandered lower and lower. Without hesitation, I straddled his lap and leaned forward, taking his bottom lip between my own.
"Hey!" Brian called indignantly from the bed, and I bit down on the flesh, pulling away from Zack who now had the wild look of lust in his eyes.
"Will you stop fucking complaining if I let you join?" I growled, finding the idea of a threesome in my favor to be very....favorable.
A smile crossed his lips. "You got it, darlin'."
"Good," I growled as I took a seat on the bed next to Brian, watching as Zack quickly rid himself of all clothing. His erection was clearly visible and I figured he'd probably enjoyed Brian and I going at it.
Zack took a seat next to me, his back against the wall squishing me between himself and Brian. He quickly turned to grasp my hips and pulled me over him, one leg on each side, and hastily pulled me down onto him. I moaned out loudly, not expecting him to be so forceful and my neck went slack, my head falling back as I gripped Zack's shoulders tightly in my hands.
"What the fuck, man," I heard Brian grumble from next to us as Zack forcefully moved my hips up and down his shaft. "This was supposed to be a threesome, not you stealing my girl while I get to watch."
"Well," Zack sighed, "you can suck her titties while I fuck her, and then we can switch or something."
Without further waiting, Brian was moved to our side and had tilted me back, his mouth once again enclosing my nipple. His hand moved to my other breast, playing with my other aching nipple between his fingers, encouraging it to become even harder than it was.
As if all of that weren't enough, Zack was pressing his erection against an extremely sensitive spot inside me every time he thrusted. "Oh God," I called out, and Zack chuckled lowly, gripping my hips even tighter and pressing into it again. He didn't pull away and I involuntarily squeezed around him, moaning again. Zack groaned, and I could see his eyes rolling into the back of his head before Brian moved up to press his lips against mine. His tongue instantly passed through the barrier of my lips to press against mine roughly. I groaned again, tightening around Zack once more.
My back was beginning to hurt, leaning back at such an angle, though, thankfully, Zack had stopped my movements along his member, his hands and fingers trailing lazy patterns along my stomach and hips.
I pulled Brian up with me as I sat upright, our lips never leaving each other, and I could feel Zack's eyes on us, watching our every move.
"Fuck that's hot," Zack moaned lowly before leaning in and nipping my breast quickly before pulling away. "You guys should show a little more tongue action..."
I smiled into the kiss upon hearing Zack's words, and suddenly my tongue was battling with Brian's for control, making it sloppier, just how Zack wanted it.
I heard him groan and he grabbed my hips, squeezing them tightly causing my to break my mouth away from Brian's. In exchange, I turned to face Zack and pressed me lips hungrily against his, my hand moving to his hair as his snakebites pressed against the flesh of my lips. He began to shimmy his way down the bed til he was on his back, still very much inside me. He began to move his hips up and down, his dick pressing further into me every time.
Pulling my lips from his, I sat up and turned back to Brian, who was kneeling next to me. I smiled up at him before I gripped his erection in my hand, gently squeezing as I moved slowly up and down. Zack was starting to slam me down onto him harder, thrusting up as he did so.
"Oh fuck," I moaned out, my eyes closing momentarily before I opened them. I could tell Zack was close to blowing his load, but I didn't know if I was ready to let go just yet.
"Come here," I whispered seductively to Brian and he smirked, moving closer to me as I leaned in, his erection still in my and. I tenderly kissed the tip, barely even touching it, before I flicked my tongue out over it. I heard Brian let out a sigh as I wrapped my lips around his top, slowly moving down his shaft until it was almost completely in my mouth.
I got into my rhythm of sucking gently as I moved my head and my hand at the same time. I could feel Zack beginning to lose it, coming inside me as he let out a loud, pleasurable moan into the air. As my mouth was securely wrapped around Brian's cock, my tongue pressing and licking against him in my mouth, Zack finally released my hips, moving his body down further. I was knelt with my legs spread, open to the two of them, and suddenly Zack's hands were on my thighs, pulling my body down to his mouth. I moaned against Brian's flesh as Zack's tongue flicked out against my opening, swiftly running its length a few times before he moved up to my clit, lightly sucking it into his mouth.
I moaned out again, harder against Brian's erection, the vibrations sending through to make him moan out as well, his hands gripping my hair. I could feel him starting to twitch against the muscles of my tongue and knew he was about to blow.
My legs began to shake as Zack's tongue worked magic on me, forcing itself inside me, flicking against anything it could. I could feel the warm tingly sensation coursing its way throughout my lower body, forcing my leg muscles to twinge in pleasure. I moaned against Brian's erection one more time, sucking hard as I stroked the rest of his shaft with my hand.
"Fuck, it's coming," Brian panted out, his eyes shut tight, his face contorted into a look of pleasure. Sure enough, true to his word, he began coming into my mouth within seconds, a deep growl tearing from his throat. I swallowed the sticky fluid easily, feeling it slide down my throat as I released Brian from my mouth. He groaned and laid back next to me and Zack, who was still fucking me with that amazing tongue of his.
The feeling of pleasure had steadily been building up, my legs unable to stop moving against Zack's hands as he tried to hold me still. Zack's mouth pulled away from me, and I could just envision the smirk on his lips. "You gonna cum for me?" he purred against my clit, his breaths even causing pleasure as they hit my skin.
My eyes clamped shut and I nodded, moaning. "Uh huh..."
Zack chuckled before he sucked my clit gently between his lips again. In a few moments I was howling out in pleasure as I released myself against his mouth. His tongue slid into my opening again, licking up all that he could. The pleasure was so great that the feeling of Zack's tongue against me was almost starting to hurt.
Knowing I was done for, I flopped over to the side, my head landing on Brian's stomach as our bodies made a highly deformed 'T' on the bed. Zack was sat up next to us, watching.
"What, you guys tired out already?" he laughed and I smiled. I knew that if I were just given a moment or two I would be able to go again, and I was planning on it.
I absentmindedly began stroking the skin on Brian's chest as I tried to catch my breath, my eyes slipping shut. I felt a warm hand on my hip, turning me over so I was on my stomach, my chest pressing against Brian's as we both breathed heavily. I opened my eyes to see him smiling at me, and I returned the gesture, resting my chin on his chest. With his finger he motioned for me to move up, so I did, straddling his hips.
Leaning down to my ear, he whispered, "I haven't even gotten to fuck you properly yet, so you better not be worn out," and I giggled, turning my head to face him. I embraced his jaw with my hands and pressed my lips to his. His hands found their place on my hips, pressing against the sensitive skin there. I kissed him a few short times before sitting up, pulling out of his reach.
Zack was sat against the headboard, his hand firmly placed around his erection that had grown hard again. "You guys are cute," he smirked as I crawled over to him. I shot one back at him before turning around, leaning back against his chest. "Hello, what's this?" he purred into my ear, his arm wrapping around my waist to keep me secure.
"You're comfy to lean against," I replied, and then looked to Brian who was still on his back. "Come here baby," I beckoned, spreading my legs with my knees bent, one hand traveling down further as Brian sat up. I slipped two fingers into my wet core, pumping them slowly as Brian crawled over to me, lust still coating his eyes.
He took my busy hand in his and slowly pulled it away, my fingers leaving my body before two of his own pressed back in, stretching me wider. I involuntarily lifted my hips to his, my head pressing back into Zack's chest. I soon felt light kissing along the skin of my neck as Brian began moving his fingers faster, causing me to squirm and gasp. I placed my hand on the back of Zack's head, keeping him at my neck once he found the right spot, making me moan and tighten around Brian's fingers.
"Just fuck me already," I pleaded as I looked in Brian's eyes, and he smiled, pulling his fingers from me and kneeling between my legs. He placed one hand on my knee to steady himself as he guided his now-hardened member into me.
"Oh God," I moaned quietly, my head leaning father back against Zack's body, which gave him better access to my beck. His right hand had moved up from my waist to my breast, massaging it gently, giving a squeeze every now and then.
My body began rocking as Brian began thrusting slowly into me, his hands gripping my hips, holding them up at an angle so he could move in me easier.
"Harder," I growled to Brian, and Zack bit down on my neck before chuckling and letting go.
"Hah, you hear that Bri? She must not know your ways," he laughed against my skin and I looked up at Brian, who had a mischievous look drawn on his face. Without warning, he quickly pulled out before slamming back into me harder, almost hurting me... In a good way.
"Jesus Christ... Brian," I moaned out loudly, my hands gripping Zacky's thighs as Brian began to pummel my body harder, but still not picking up speed. I let out a whimper with each hard thrust he made and closed my eyes, one of my hands letting go of Zack's thigh to trail down my body, my fingers pressing into my clit as I started to rub.
Zacky grabbed my hand in his quickly once he saw what I was doing and pushed it away, using his own fingers to pleasure me. The feelings I got from feeling both Brian moving within me and Zack rubbing me from the outside made my orgasm begin to build up faster than normal. I pressed back farther into Zack, my back pressing hard into the flesh of his chest as I threw my head back.
"Oh God, oh God," I gasped out, finally feeling my toes curl as my orgasm spread from my middle down my legs to my feet. My entire body was shaking beneath the touches of these two men, and soon Brian's movements became more rushed and hurried, his own release soon arriving with a growl in his throat. Still inside me, Brian leaned forward, his hand grasping the back of my beck as he pushed his lips to mine, his body quivering like mine was as he pressed hard before pulling away and pulling out.
I sighed at the feeling of emptiness as Zack pulled his fingers away as well and laid there, breathing hard. After gaining my composure I glanced over at the clock to see it was, surprisingly, 5:30 in the morning.
"I gotta take a shower..." I mumbled.
"Bathroom's down the hall on the left," Brian said quietly. "Towels are in there," he added, and I figured he meant the bathroom when he didn't gesture to anywhere.
"Okay, I'll be back," I said, grabbing some of my clothes and putting them on before leaving the room.
I came back into Brian's room to see he was the only one there. He was lying face down on his bed, the crumpled sheet pulled up to his waist. I smiled at the sight of him, running my hand through my wet stringy hair as I watched his back rise and fall with each breath he took. I could tell by his breathing that he was still awake.
"Where's Zack?" I asked quietly, walking up to the bed.
Brian groaned. "He went back downstairs or to his room or something," he mumbled, and I walked over to the side his head was facing before sitting down.
"I have to go now," I whispered, my hand reaching out to run along the muscles of his arm and I watched as his eyes slowly fluttered open.
"You have to?"
"Yeah," I nodded, "the bus leaves around 11 and I have to be back to my room before they realize I've gone."
I watched him nod slowly before he rolled onto his back, sitting up and resting on his arms as he looked over at me. A slow smile came to his face and I crawled onto the bed, straddling his lap. His eyes looked into mine before darting down to my lips slowly. I smiled at him and wrapped my arms around his neck, leaning in to place my lips on his. My eyes fluttered shut as his tongue lightly touched my lower lip, and he sighed as I opened my mouth to him. The kiss was heated but not rushed, and I liked it. I liked Brian. I didn't want to leave him even though I'd only known him for a short while.
Slowly I pulled away, Brian lightly sucking on my tongue before releasing it. I breathing out my nose and rested my forehead against his.
"Am I ever going to see you again?" He asked quietly against my lips.
"I don't know... But I hope so. You have my number," I said, winking at him. He smiled before kissing me one last time and then let me go.
"I'll call you then... Maybe we can meet up again soon," he smiled, and I nodded, getting off the bed and making my way to the door.
"Goodbye Brian."
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It took me a good fifteen minutes to make my way back up the boardwalk to my hotel, sneakily looking around for any chaperones who were near the swimming pool. I used the patio table once more to crawl back onto the balcony and prayed as I neared the sliding glass door that no one had awoken in the night and closed it.
The door slid open smoothly in my hand and I quietly crept inside, shutting it behind me. I scanned the quiet room to see that everyone was asleep and let out a sigh of relief. I silently changed into my pajamas, finally realizing just how tired I was after such an eventful night.
I laid into the bed, thankful that Amanda was now on her own side, and laid back into the pillow, letting out a sigh.
"You're a whore for not bringing me with you," I heard Amanda hiss suddenly and it scared the shit out of me. I opened my eyes to see her looking at me.
"Well, maybe if you hadn't passed out you'd have gotten in on the action. Zack... is really good with that tongue of his, I'll tell you that much," I smirked.
"I hate you. I'll never get a chance like that again," she grumbled.
I opened my mouth to say something to her when my phone vibrated on the side table. I picked it up to see I had a text message. I opened it and instantly smiled.
I miss you. --Brian
"Somehow, I think you'll get that chance again."
