Triple Threat (27 page)

I put the blouse around his neck. Then I stood between his legs and pulled his mouth to my breasts. He kissed them and looked up at me. I was nowhere near done with him. I straddled his hips and ground on him. He let out a soft moan. With my blouse still around his neck, I let my back arch and my head fall back a bit between his legs.

“Girl, you’re killing me.”

As I got back up on my knees, I smiled slyly. “This was your idea.”

“Yeah, but I didn’t think you were gonna strip, too.”

I just smiled and pressed my body up against him, making sure my breasts touched his mouth again. Then I slid my body off his legs a little at a time. From there I turned and slowly slid my skirt down, bending over as it passed my ass. Giovanni groaned, which told me he really wanted me. Soon enough, the skirt was off, too.

I walked around him again, teasing him with the blouse. Then I let go of it, sat on his legs, with my back to him. I glided my bottom back along his legs until I could go no more. He put his hand over my bra and reached for the clasp. I leaned back on him. “Not yet.” Then I took his hands away. I ground on him again, while keeping my back against his chest.

He slipped a hand into my bra. “That’s enough. I can’t take anymore.”

“You have to,” I whispered in his ear then got up again. He started to stand up, but I pushed my high heel-clad foot into his chest. “You’re on my time now.” I was enjoying it way too much to let him stop me. “Now you can open it,” I said as I leaned over him.

He eagerly opened my bra. But I didn’t let it fall away. I put my hands over my breasts to hold it in place. Taking my time, I let one side drop, then the other. All the while, my hands hid what he wanted to see. When I uncovered them, his head went back and he sighed.

I got in his lap sideways again, leaning backwards to he could see my body. He put an arm around my back, before bending over and running his tongue over one of my nipples. When he stopped, I straddled him. I looked him in the eyes while I pulled his T-shirt off. Then I pressed my body against him and slowly moved my hips over his.

“Please, Crystal. It’s too good.”

I ignored him and turned around. When my back was against him, he took my breasts in his hands as I slid my hips over him. He shifted his position a little and then I could feel his erection better. He breathed heavily in my ear. I knew he couldn’t take it much longer.

I got up again and very slowly inched my panties down, again with my back to him. By the time I had them to the floor, I wanted him badly, also. So I got in his lap again and opened his pants. That made him smile. I leaned my body on him and kissed his lips again and again.

Then suddenly, I pulled away and yanked him out of the chair. I looked up at him and smirked, putting my hands on his chest. Slowly, I slid them down his body and took his pants and boxers down with them. He happily tossed them aside with his feet.

He looked shocked when I pushed him back into the chair, but I was almost done. I got in his lap one more time, with my back to him. I carefully ground on him, skin again skin. He moaned loudly as I slid my pussy along his hot, rigid cock.

Then he started touching me. He started at my breasts, then moved his hand south and thrust a few fingers deep into me. I hadn’t expected that. He kept at it until I cried out.

I lay my head back on him and he started to kiss my neck. “Did you like it?” I asked.

“There are no words to tell you how much,” he softly replied.

He stood up with me in his arms and carried me to the bed. He threw the blanket off then put me down. I tried to take my heels off, but he stopped me. “Don’t. They’re so sexy.”

He lay down on top of me and we kissed. It was slow at first, but built up gradually. When it got pretty intense, he started to caress my breasts. I opened my legs so I could feel his stiff dick against me. He then started moving his hips so his cock rubbed against my clit.

Giovanni lifted his head. “Crystal, I don’t have a condom. I didn’t expect this.”

“I put a few in my purse.” I had to moan the words, because he was still gliding over me. “Please, I need you,” I plead.

He smiled then slowly got off of me. He was back fast and the kissing started again. As he gave me his tongue, I felt him pushing into me. Our kissing got quicker and more intense as he drove his cock in and out faster and faster.

“You feel as good as last time,” he said.

I was just awed by how much I enjoyed his movements. I wanted to join him, but he held me down with his body weight. He slid his hands under my shoulders as his thrusts got even faster and harder. I closed my eyes as my head went back. Incredible sensations flowed through me.

Our lips had to part when he got up off of me and held my legs to his chest. My feet were at his shoulders, and he looked down at me with a look that seemed like love to me. Then his hands slid down my legs. Soon he had my hips in the air a bit and was driving into me intensely.

I screamed as I trembled fiercely inside and grabbed at the sheet under me. I couldn’t believe it was so powerful. My hands shook as I tried to maintain my grip on the sheet. Then he started pushing harder, knocking me backwards a bit with each stroke. I pulled the sheet up a bit. I felt my insides continually quaking with ecstasy. He moaned loudly, so I knew he felt my pleasure.

He continued the onslaught, and suddenly, my head was off the bed. I put my hands out as I fell. Then I looked up at him and smiled as he grabbed me.

“Shit! Sorry,” he said. He pulled me back towards the middle of the bed.

Then he put my legs down and came back to me. I wrapped my legs around his back and started to move with him. We kept our rhythm fast and intense. I took his hair in my hands and he held my shoulders again. It took only seconds for me to scream again. I pulled his hair and moved my hips around as I shook almost violently within.

Just as I relaxed again, there was a knock on the door. Chad's voice came through: “Baby, please let me in.”

Giovanni looked down at me. “What do we do?”

“He’s drunk,” I replied. “Just keep going, please.”

“Baby girl, I need you tonight. Please. I wanna make love to you.” Chad knocked again. “I love you. Please.”

I closed my eyes. I prayed Giovanni did not see the truth about Chad and I. I had to do something. “Go to bed! You woke me up. We’ll talk when you’re sober.”

“Please, baby. Please.”

I looked at Giovanni who had stopped moving. “I’m sorry. He’ll go to bed eventually.” I expected him to ask me about what Chad said, but he didn’t.

When a few minutes had passed and Chad didn’t say anything else, Giovanni started again. I got in sync with him fast. We built up our pace quickly then started moaning. It was so amazing. I felt love again. It was better than ever before.

I suddenly clutched him and let out such a loud scream, I worried Chad could hear it. As my insides quivered, I watched Giovanni’s expression change. Then he got louder and louder until his hips stopped and he let out a cry. I felt him cumming, almost as if he had no condom on. The sensation was so clear and just unbelievable. I couldn’t let him go for a long while.

Giovanni kissed my lips several times. “I could get used to this feeling. Everything about doing this with you is just beyond belief. I… uh… I… I want you to know this isn’t meaningless for me.”

I slowly loosened my grip on him. “What do you mean?”

He carefully got up and walked to the bathroom. I sighed, figuring I wasn’t getting an answer. Soon Giovanni got back on the bed. He ran a hand down my body.

“You can’t sleep like this. I know you better than that,” he commented.

He was right. I was lying across the bed. I couldn’t sleep normally that way. I used his body to get up before I took off my shoes and threw them near the chair. Then I went to the bathroom and washed up.

When I came back, he was lying on his back under the blanket he must have retrieved from the floor. I crawled under the blanket with him and got into a good sleeping position, on my side. What we had done was exhausting. I was already sleepy, but fighting it so I could ask my question again. Before I said anything, Giovanni put his arms around me. I smiled, liking that he held me so much.

“Will you tell me what you meant?” I asked, with my head on his chest.

His breathing was starting to change, but he sleepily replied, “I don’t think of you as just a lover.” He hugged me tightly. “You’re so much… more… than that.”

“I like that,” I responded. I had to finally tell him. I collected my thoughts as quick as I could. He sounded like he was about to crash. “Giovanni, I love you.” He didn’t say anything. “Did you hear me? Are you mad? Giovanni?”

I looked up at him. His eyes were closed. He had fallen asleep. I sighed in frustration. Then I just relaxed and let myself drift off.

The next night, we played at The Smuggler's Den, in New York City. We were still stoked from winning the contest the day before. The show went real well and we all had a ball playing; even more than usual. It was great to see we were popular in a place where there are hundreds of good bands to compete with.

When we stepped off the stage, several girls threw themselves at the guys. I tried to hide my jealousy, but it wasn’t easy. I wasn’t dating Chad or Giovanni, so I had no right to feel that way. I was grateful when a really hot-looking blonde guy came up and asked if he could buy me a drink.

The eight of us sat at a table and had a few drinks to celebrate our record deal. All of the girls sat on the guys’ laps. Chad kept looking my way, but he had a girl, too. Soon enough Mark and Phil came by and pulled up chairs.

Within a minute, more girls came over to us. One was playing with Chris’ hair and whispering in his ear. Then Chris sent her to Phil. I agreed that he was more handsome than Mark, but Mark was no slouch. He had a great build, similar to Giovanni’s, and was pretty cute. Soon a girl found her way over to Mark as well.

The crowd had thinned out by then. Since we were the last band, music was playing from speakers in the ceiling. We were able to talk and hear each other.

The blond on Chris’ lap asked, “Who wrote ‘Sex Addict?’”

The huge smile on Chad’s face told everyone he had. His redheaded chick squealed and planted a strong kiss on his lips. For some reason, I wanted to punch her.

“Where did you get the idea from?” another girl asked.

He smiled at me first. “Well, there was this girl.” Chad explained as he looked like he was reminiscing. “I fucked her all the time and couldn’t stop, like I was addicted to her.”

“Wish I was her,” the redhead said with a pout.

“How about ‘Dirty Little Girl?’” another young lady asked.

Chad just had to smile again.

Daniel, the guy whose legs I sat on asked, “So, did you really have a girl who couldn’t keep her hands off you?”

“Yeah.” Chad inhaled deeply, then sighed. “She’s so incredible. She’ll do anything.”

The brunette on Giovanni’s lap asked him. “So, what kinda girls have you been with?”

“I’m not drunk enough to tell you that,” Giovanni replied.

After an hour, we were all pretty intoxicated. Daniel looked at me and asked, loud enough for all to hear, “So, are you drunk enough to tell me what you fantasize about?”

I smiled, “Two guys inside me at the same time.” I couldn’t believe I said it out loud.

“Damn. Not what I was expecting. Anyone specific?” he asked.

I blushed terribly.

Phil laughed. “That means it’s two of us. Who, Crystal? You gotta tell us.”

I was embarrassed that I had admitted to it at all. I couldn’t reveal any more.

“Have another drink, baby.” Chad pushed a shot of Jack Daniels my way.

I drank it just to calm my nerves. Then I soon felt better.

“So,” Mark started. “Am I one of them?”

I laughed, really feeling the affect of the shot. “No. But they’re both at this table.” I bit my lip and looked at my hands.

Phil cried out, “Shit! I know!”

I looked at him and plead, “Don’t tell anyone. Please.”

“Why not? It’s only a fantasy,” Phil said. “I daydream of fucking you right up on stage with everyone watching. Are you mad at me for that?”

I sighed. “No. It’s not like you hit on me
all
the time.”

“Yeah, so why would we judge you?” Phil responded. “There’re only two guys at this table you’re close enough to.”

I saw a smile forming on the other guys’ faces. They all knew who it was. I put my head down.

Daniel rubbed my back. “We won’t say anything, Crystal. Just tell us.”

With my head still down, I said, “Chad and Giovanni. I can’t believe you guys got that out of me.” Then I looked up at Chad to see if I had hurt him by what I said.

“You wanna fuck me, huh?” Chad asked, acting dumb. “I can do that.” Then he elbowed Giovanni next to him. “What about you?”

Giovanni smiled. “Sure, why not.”

The girls in their laps both huffed and walked away. Chad and Giovanni looked at each other. I smiled, for some reason wanting to tell them both I loved them. Damn! I didn’t even know what I was thinking, let alone saying.

Daniel started to kiss my neck. “I’ll give you as much as those two can.” Then he took one of my hands and put it over his hard cock. “He wants to fuck you all night long.”

I jumped up. I couldn’t believe a guy I just met was assuming I would go to bed with him.

Chad immediately stood up. “What’d he do, baby?”

Daniel got up also and backed away from the table. “I’m sorry. I thought it was OK because of what we were talking about.”

“Did you put your hand up her skirt?” Giovanni shouted, also standing.

Daniel took another step back. “No, I swear I didn’t. Just forget it. I’m sorry, Crystal.” Then he walked away.

“OK guys, it’s over. Chill out,” Chris coaxed Chad and Giovanni.

Chad took a few deep breaths then sat down. Giovanni came around the table, took me by the hand and led me to his chair. Then he sat down and pulled me onto his lap.

With a jealous look in his eyes, Chad grabbed my legs and pulled them up on him. “See, now you have us both. Is this what you had in mind?”