I close my eyes tightly and brace myself as they continue covering my face with their come, then open them again carefully when I can hear Jesse chuckle.
“See? Told you she’d make a sexy snowman,” he announces with a smirk to the rest of them.
They all start laughing, but not in a cruel way. Clyde reaches down for one of my elbows and helps me onto my feet, turning me slightly to look at the mirror that hangs just behind the desk in the center of the room.
My face is almost white.
Sticky, hot, salty, and covered in their desire.
I get it now.
I laugh even though I slightly feel like a whore because of how they just handled me, fucked me, and forced me to take more than one cock at a time.
But, I feel more wanted than I ever have in my life.
No one would ever look at me and my students and think that we’re anything more than what we present.
But behind closed doors, away from prying eyes, we’re exactly what weneedto be.
A woman and four young men.
Ready and willing to fulfill each other’s needs.
Chapter Thirteen
Jesse
I’m pleased with the result of my idea—seeing Calla on her knees, the skin on her luscious chest flushed with pleasure, and her face coated and dripping with white ‘snow’.
As much as I enjoy having her to myself, sharing her with the others proves to be almost as exciting.
I’ll have to think of something else we can do, as a group or in our next one-on-one.
Judging by Clyde’s and Doc’s reactions as they fucked her in tandem, I might have to experience firsthand exactly what that feels like.
I lick my lips, still tasting her pussy in my mouth, and I savor the sweet flavor of her on my tongue. As much as I wanted to make her come, this little snowman venture was much more exciting, and I’m still buzzing that the others agreed to it. The final result was even more spectacular than I had imagined.
Absolutely worth skipping out on a day out in the beautiful country we’re standing in right now.
Sometimes I still can’t quite believe that we’re here, and I don’t mean in this place. I never imagined I’d be with someonelike Calla, let alone sharing her with guys who are more like brothers than friends.
Calla gets to her feet and walks on unsteady legs toward the bathroom to clean up. I don’t particularly want to see our art project washed away so soon, but I’m not about to stop her.
A glance at the others’ faces tells me they’re of the same mind I am with regards to Calla, and I smirk. We’re all bent out of shape over this woman, and hell if we’ll ever let her get away from us.
Chapter Fourteen
Billy
I tend to go along with the others, but Calla still makes me feel special when it’s just us. Despite Clyde’s dumbass idea that he’s the best out of all of us, she never seems to indulge that when we’re all together, or when we’re apart.
I adore her for the fact that she treats us all equally, while individually rocking our worlds.
I’m keen to get her to myself again, though. I won’t deny that I’ve been thinking about her pretty much all the time since we started all of this.
Being here, though, it’s an opportunity to explore everything with her—without the scrutiny or risk of being caught. The adjoining rooms are going to make things a lot easier, but it also means the others will be trying their luck at every opportunity… especially Clyde.
I’m not the only one who’s noticed how superior he acts compared to the rest of us, and even he’s not made a secret of it.