Chapter 42 - Nadia

I almost choked on my tongue. “You what? We should what?”
Ryan gave me a mischievous smile. “You heard me.”
Andy’s eyes were white spheres behind his frames. “I am not sure…”
“Oh come on,” Ryan said. “You want to find out if you’re really jealous? Then we should experiment. With our bodies.” He did a little dance, swaying back and forth from a sitting position.
Andy grabbed the bottle of scotch from him. “Sounds like you’ve had enough.”
“I’m a hundred percent sober, and a hundred percent serious.” He glanced at me. “And I think our beautiful roommate here is interested too.”
I could feel my blush spreading across my cheeks as the two of them waited for my response. It was intriguing. Andy was handsome and clean-cut, while Ryan was a little rougher around the edges. Both were incredibly sexy in their own way. And I’d been with both of them, separately.
But together…
I took the bottle from Andy and drank a very long pull. The fire down my throat felt like courage. “I might be interested in group activities. But only if Andy is too.”
Andy had claimed that he wasn’t jealous, both privately to me and in front of Ryan. But there was a huge difference between claiming it and proving it. Having a threesome ruined even the strongest of relationships. It wasn’t something you could jump into carelessly.
Thoughts churned behind the frames of his glasses. He ran a hand through his blond hair, every strand falling perfectly back into place. Then a small smile touched his lips.
“Okay.”
“Are you sure?” I asked. “I don’t want to do anything you’re not comfortable with.”
He put a warm hand on my thigh. “I’m very comfortable.”
Ryan pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his bulging muscles. “What are we waiting for?”
Andy grabbed me first, tilting down to kiss me hard and rough on the lips. The forcefulness of him, mirroring how eagerly he’d fucked me in the park today, made me tingle and moan.
Ryan pushed him aside, half-playful and half-demanding. He tenderly slid his fingers along my neck and around the back, weaving into my hair. He tightened his fingers and pulled me toward him, our lips meeting with soft, sensual inevitability. I parted my lips for him, inviting his tongue into my mouth. He obliged slowly, and I received the wet warmth like it was everything I’ve ever wanted in the world.
We’re kissing on the lips, I realized. Breaking our rule, and more than just the other night when I’d kissed Ryan after sex.
I didn’t care, and neither did Ryan.
All the while I could feel Andy next to us, chest heaving with each breath and watching with desire. I kissed Ryan harder. When Andy couldn’t wait any longer he bent down to kiss my shoulder, then the back of my neck while his hands slid along my belly and up underneath my shirt. I moaned into Ryan’s mouth as Andy’s hand slipped inside and cupped my breast.
Still not breaking my kiss, Ryan reached down and untied the laces of my pajama pants. When they were sufficiently loose, Andy grabbed them from behind and yanked them down. I could feel his hot breath on my ass as he lingered down there, thick hands running up my thighs, drawing closer to the place I wanted him to touch. My tongue danced with Ryan’s while Andy gently gripped my panties, sliding them down to join my pajamas on the ground. I stepped out of them and widened my stance.
Please, I thought. Please touch me, eat me, taste me…
I felt him kiss my calf, then a little bit higher. The prickles of Andy’s cheeks scratched up the back of my knee as he kissed and licked his way up. As he neared my ass he turned away, tracing a line with his tongue up the outside of my thigh. I shivered as he found my hip bone, planting an extra-long kiss there.
“Ohh…” I let out as Ryan pulled away. He grinned at me, then lowered his lips to my neck and nuzzled me roughly.
I felt Andy’s bulge press into my thigh as he rose. I turned my head toward him, and he took my lips with his like they were a pleasure he’d been denied, his own tongue now swirling wetly with mine the way I had with Ryan. His hand slid down my back and over my cheek, sliding in between and underneath, then up to my wet pussy. I quivered as his thick fingers pressed along my slit, rubbing the entire area in a circle, spreading my slick moisture all around. One finger curled up, parting my lips and rubbing in a “come here” motion.
Ryan pulled my shirt up halfway so he could find one of my nipples, gently nibbling it between his lips in a way that sent lightning bolts of pleasure through my body. I let my hand slide down his bare chest to the front of his jeans, lingering there a moment before rubbing his cock through the denim. He made a deep noise in his throat that vibrated into my nipple; I grabbed hold of his red hair and held him to it, begging him to suck harder.
Andy’s finger slid deeper inside, pressing hard against my inner walls.
Finally Ryan couldn’t handle my rubbing; he pulled away and yanked his jeans off. His thick cock and tuft of red hair bulged into view. He pulled me down to the blankets on the stage and pushed me onto my back with a forceful hand planted on my chest. Andy lowered himself with us to take my shirt the rest of the way off, leaving me completely nude.
Ryan grabbed both of my legs and spread me wide, flexing the thick muscles in his arms.
I leaned back and said, “Take yours off,” to Andy, a demand rather than a request. He obliged, his own massive cock glistening in the soft light of the theater. “Shirt too.”
When he was completely nude, I dragged him down to me, then grabbed a fistful of his hair and pulled him into a kiss while Ryan rubbed his dick along my slit, teasing me.
I kicked my legs free from Ryan’s grasp, and tightened them around his back. With a squeeze I pulled him closer, forcing his cock deep inside me.
“Ohh, fuck!” I cried, breaking off my kiss with Andy. Ryan was buried all the way into me, as deep as he could go. He gripped my waist and groaned, but I kept my legs tight around him because I wanted to savor him inside of me before he started moving.
But it wasn’t the only thing I wanted to savor.
Andy tried to lean back in to kiss me, but I pushed his head away and reached for his cock. I could barely get my fingers around its girth; the heat coming off it was as warm as any spotlight. I pulled Andy by his cock until he straddled my face, slender thighs on either side of my torso. I ran my hands along his legs and pulled him in until I could plant a kiss on his tip, then the side, then the other side, gentle touches that made Andy’s lithe body tremble.
I released my legs around Ryan’s back, giving him permission to start fucking me.
He didn’t delay: it was like releasing an animal from a cage. And goddamn it felt good as he pulled back and then thrust forward, widening me again with his girth. It felt so wonderful that I wanted Andy to feel the same, so I parted my lips to accept his cock into my mouth, just the head, my lips tightening around it and giving a gentle suck.
“Ohhh,” he let out a long, slow groan. A giant awakening from slumber. “Nadia…”
I moaned into his meat as I pushed my head deeper down his shaft, as deep as I could go—only about halfway since he was so wide. That was plenty for him based on the noises he made and the way his hand pressed down on the back of my head, wordlessly begging that I not stop. That I take as much of his cock in my mouth as I could.
I’d only had a threesome once before, and there was only one guy and two of us. This was way better. I loved having two men inside me at the same time. I loved that I could pleasure them both simultaneously, feeling their skin against mine and their moans joining like a sexy little duet for my ears only.
Ryan was hungry with need, his thrusts quickly growing faster. I began timing my own motions on Andy’s cock with it, sliding my lips down the shaft as Ryan slammed into my pussy and pulling back when he did. All of us moaned in mutual ecstasy, three voices echoing in the perfect acoustics of the theater.
Ryan rubbed my clit with two fingers, and his other hand pawed at my breast, finding one of my nipples and twisting with just the right amount of pressure.
“Nadia,” Andy groaned. “Your lips, your mouth…”
I pulled away. “They’re yours,” I said seductively. “Do whatever you want with me.”
His fingers slid down along the side of my head, pressing against my cheekbones and temple. Caressing me. Then the muscles tightened as he gripped my head and pulled me down on his cock. I took his shaft again in my mouth, the tentative amount he gave. I moaned with pleasure around his meat while Ryan pumped me steadily, demanding more from the tall lighting technician. Then Andy thrust forward with his hips, pushing half of his shaft inside my mouth, filling my throat.
I gasped as he pulled away. The look in his spectacled eyes, and the way his muscular body was hunched over my head, was so beautiful I almost came from it alone.
“I don’t want to go too hard…”
“Do it,” I encouraged. “Give it to me rough.”
Ryan was fucking me harder then, the base of his pelvis slamming into my pussy lips with each wonderful thrust. Andy was too hesitant, so I grabbed him by his chiseled ass cheeks and pulled him forward until his cock returned to my mouth. Finally he gave in to what he wanted, the desire I saw in his eyes and felt in his thrusts, and it was exactly what I wanted too: he fucked my mouth like it was his own little pussy, a little bit faster and harder each time.
Oh it was incredible! I grunted with each thrust, whether it was Ryan’s or Andy’s or both in synchronicity I couldn’t tell, it was all a blur of alternating pleasure. Ryan gripped my waist for leverage as he neared his climax, so I moved a hand to my clit and rubbed faster and faster to try to come with them. I tightened my lips over Andy as he thrust, eager to bring him to the edge too, wanting to feel them both fill me at the same time.
“Goddamn that’s a tight pussy,” Ryan growled, voice heavy with pleasure. “Nadia! Oh, Nadia!”
I wrapped my legs around him again and pushed and pulled with his body, ready to feel his load.
“Ohh,” Andy moaned, not to be outdone. “Nadia, I’m close…”
He tried to pull back to come on my chest or somewhere else, but that’s not what I wanted. I wanted him. I grabbed his boulder-like ass and pulled him close, wrapping my lips over his shaft and swirling my tongue around the tip.
“Oh my God! Oh God…”
Their combined climax was like two baritone songs sung together, deep and rumbling. I felt Ryan tremble and shudder first, filling my pussy with his come, and I squeezed my legs around him so he would never leave.
Andy gripped my head tightly. All of his muscles bulged with sweat as he came even harder than Ryan. He thrust one final time as far into my throat as I could take and then I felt his warm load, strong ropes that hit the back of my mouth and tasted salty and sweet, an intoxicating evidence of how I could bring him to climax with only my mouth and moans, and I held my lips tight over his cock until he’d given every last drop he had to give and his voice held no more notes of love.