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Then I giggle.

I can’t help it. I’ve never been naked with a man before. Men. Monster. Something. The orgasm has made me feel giddy.

They both grin and scoop me up, putting me on their lap on the floor, straddling them. Their arms wrap around me easily, holding onto my waist.

I’m squashing their enormous erection, but they don’t seem to mind.

“Now, earlier tonight, I didn’t help you clean up a spilled drink, and that was rude of me,” Tom says. “I thought my brother could help me remedy that situation now, if you’ll let us.”

He kisses me slowly and deeply, and I hum my agreement. I’m still surprised when Professor Ariti licks along my neck. The sensation of two mouths on me releases a deep sound of satisfaction, and I squirm a little against them and dig my nails into their back.

“I think she might like that,” Tom says. “Tell you what, wildcat, you dig your claws in when it feels good. Then we’ll know when we’re hitting the spot.” Tom’s mouth kisses my neck on the other side and I let out a gasp and dig my nails in a little deeper.

Professor Ariti lets out a satisfied moan and licks along my collarbone. Soon Tom’s mouth joins him, and they dip lower to suckle and lick at each of my nipples.

The sensation is like nothing I’ve ever experienced, and when Tom nibbles sharply, a gush of fluid spills from my core.

The mounting pleasure of my first orgasm is back, and I’m grinding against them again, my nails scraping into their back, my wet core sliding along their thick length, desperate for something more.

“Would you like us to fuck you, Sofie?” the professor asks, his mouth again returning to my neck.

“Yes,” I moan, almost nonsensical with need. Their thumb dips down to thrum my clitoris. My core clutches on nothing, tightening desperately as my pleasure rises. I cry out and throw my head back.

“Fuck yes, wildcat,” Tom says. They lift me off them and place me down on my back again, both their gazes fixed on my sex.

“We’ll take you slow for your first time,” Professor Ariti says, as their fingers breach my core, stretching me open. He bends down and his tongue laps at my clitoris, causing new fireworks of sensation to go off behind my eyes.

“And then as hard and fast as you like after that,” Tom says, as they take their turn with their mouth on my sex, sucking hard at my clitoris until I scream at the intensity.

When I’ve collapsed back, exhausted but still needy, they sit back and stroke their own cock, watching me.

They’re long and hard, and look impossibly big, and my body is sore from their fingers inside me, but it’s not as sore as I thought it would be after their tongues have both been on me.

And there’s a fire in my body. I’ve denied myself pleasure for so long, out of some misplaced understanding that my body didn’t truly belong to me. But the pleasure gripping me now - it doesn’t make me feel like a victim, or a sacrifice. It makes me feel powerful and strong. And I’m tired of being treated like a precious thing.

For once in my life, my body leads. And it wants to experience everything.

I roll over onto my hands and knees and look over my shoulder at Gemini. “Will you please fuck me, Professor Ariti?” I ask.

The molten look in both their eyes would make me wet if I wasn’t sodden already. They line themselves up, and I can tell it’s Professor Ariti in the lead, by the way they ease slowly into me, one agonizingly pleasurable inch at a time, one hand reaching over to play with my clitoris and another toying with my nipples.

When they’re fully seated within me, they rock back and forth slowly, letting me get used to the sensation of fullness. Discomfort gives way to pleasure. It feels amazing, and I don’t hold back the groan of pleasure when they push deep within me.

“You should try on top, wildcat,” Tom breathes into my ear and sucks on my lobe. I take to the suggestion with relish when they pull out of me and lie down.

Their hips are wide to straddle, but it’s surprisingly comfortable to lower myself onto them. The best part is the view. Professor Ariti licks his lips, gaze fixed on my mine, while Tom’s gaze drifts to my chest as their hands explore my breasts.

I thought I would feel self-conscious, being exposed like this to my crush, and a man I only met tonight, but it feels like the most natural thing in the world, and my fingers dip between my legs to enhance my pleasure. My body takes control, and I close my eyes, losing myself to the sensation as I ride them.

It feels amazing, and as my pleasure crests, my body clenches hard around them.

Tom lets out a deep groan, and the professor gasps as I climax. I open my eyes to watch their faces contort and their body shudder with ecstasy and release.

In the aftermath, I lie on their chest, exhausted and panting. Their hands stroke my back gently, as I feel their breathing even out. I appreciate the heat from their body and their ocean scent.

“What happens now?” I ask.

“Whatever you fucking want, wildcat,” Tom answers.

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