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  Table of Contents

  Epilogue

  The Naughty Virgin

  About the Author

  The Naughty Tease

  The Naughty Virgin

  Sadie May

  Contents

  The Naughty Virgin

  Epilogue

  About the Author

  The Naughty Tease

  The Naughty Virgin

  By Sadie May

  I could hear the distant voices of my fellow students in the halls, but I ignored them. I was too busy with the two giant cocks both inches from my mouth as I knelt before these total hunks. My hunks. I gave my lips a lick as my small hands grasped each of them, pumping them in unison.

  “Jesus, Tiffani, that feels so good,” Kyle moaned, his head tipping back.

  Eric’s dark gaze was intent upon me. “Take me into those gorgeous lips.”

  With a naughty smile I did just that. Still pumping Kyle, I feathered kisses along Eric’s shaft until I reached the fat head. Then my tongue swirled around it, making it nice and wet before I finally sucked it into my mouth.

  His breath hissed out as he tangled his hand into my blond hair, “Yes.”

  I couldn’t help but marvel at how big he was, my lips barely fitting over the mushroom head but I sucked it further into my mouth swallowing as much of it as I could.

  Eric’s other hand slipped down my chest and he skimmed his palm along my plump tits, teasing my pink nipple. Giving a moan around his cock, I slid it out of my mouth before sucking it back in till it was deeper still. How had I not done this before? It was fucking delicious.

  He gave my nipple a pinch, making me moan again. “You have the most perfect tits I’ve ever seen.”

  “Agreed,” Kyle wrapped his fingers around mine on his cock, helping me pump him faster. “I can’t believe until yesterday you were a virgin,” Kyle groaned as his hand let go of mine and slipped down my back and over my ass.

  His fingers found my tight pussy, already dripping moisture down my thighs as he rubbed the lips, inserting his finger inside. I moaned again.

  “God, honey, you’re so tight.” He slid down my body and I let his cock go, wrapping both hands around Eric’s as I gave my dark hunk my full attention.

  Kyle, now behind me, kept pumping one finger in and out of my pussy while his other hand started working my clit.

  “Oh baby,” Eric moaned. “That feels so good. How do you even know how to…” but his words trailed off as I sucked him as far down my throat as I could. Looking up at him, his darkly intense eyes locked on me for a second before they practically rolled back into his head.

  My own body was tightening with need and Kyle slipped a second finger in me while still working my clit. I could feel my insides clenching, an orgasm barreling towards me.

  Suddenly, he pulled his fingers out and I gave a cry of protest, letting Eric’s fat cock slip out of my mouth to give Kyle a pout. “Don’t stop.”

  But his blue eyes danced with merriment. “Don’t worry, honey. I’ll do it just right,” he said as he rolled a condom down his cock. I gave a grin. I was about to suck a guy off while I another fucked me from behind. And just yesterday, I’d never even had sex. Life was pretty crazy sometimes.

  It had started the beginning of fall semester. I’d rushed the sorority that every high achieving girl on campus wanted to be in. They were known for charities, community work, and high GPAs. I mean, even my mom had suggested them.

  At first I was super excited that they seemed interested in me. A lot of girls were turned away.

  Missy, one of the rush chairs, had seemed especially interested in me joining. “Damn, girl. You’re hot. Guys must have crawled all over you in high school.”

  I had blushed. “I did get asked out, but I just didn’t have time to date.”

  “Wait,” she’d given me a long stare. “You didn’t date at all?”

  I shook my head. “No, not really.”

  “But you fucked some guys, at least. Girls, maybe?” Missy had leaned in, her hand brushing my blond hair back from my face.

  It felt like I could be honest, there was an intimacy to the moment. “Lately, it’s what I want more than anything but I don’t know how to ask.”

  Missy rolled her eyes. “With looks like yours, you just ask. Guys dig the whole blond bombshell with a nice rack. Pick your men and fuck em’.”

  Men? As in more than one? “I don’t know. I mean the first time should be special, right?”

  “Hold on. You’re a fucking virgin?” Missy stepped back then.

  My face flushed. I could feel the rejection. Did this mean I wouldn’t get into the best house on campus? “Do…do you not want me anymore?” My eyes cast down to the ground. I was a pleaser by nature and I hated feeling like I’d let her down. Hell, I’d been feeling like I’d let myself down. I’d been missing out on all the fun.

  “Look,” There was an uncertainty in her eyes. “You are high on our list of candidates. But we’re not all that we seem. Behind the GPAs and the charities are some dirty girls who get freaky. If that isn’t you, then you wouldn’t be happy here.”

  I closed my eyes for a second. What did I want? I couldn’t afford to mess around with this decision, Missy needed to know now or they would move onto other candidates. “Let me try,” I answered, then I lifted my gaze to hers, my voice firm. “I want to try.”

  She gave me a sexy as shit grin and then she reached around and grabbed my ass. “There’s a party tonight. I’ll take you.” She leaned closer. “Let me be clear. It’s your job to pick up a guy tonight. You don’t have to fuck him but there better be some heavy petting.”

  I bit my lip nodding. “Can I ask you one more question?”

  She nodded, giving me a wink.

  “I’m not trying to back out or anything, but how come this is so important?”

  But she didn’t look like she was changing her mind, in fact, she leaned closer and brushed her lips against mine. It felt sooo good. “How are you going to take on the world and be a bad ass woman if you can’t ask a guy out?”

  Damn, that was a really good point.

  But it was easier said than done, at least for me. I stood awkwardly in a teeny tiny dress that Missy had dressed me up in as the music thumped around us. I consented to the tiny piece of fabric because I was sure that it would attract guys, but Missy kept smacking my ass, which also had several guys giving us long stares.

  While our hips were the same size, my tits were bigger and my legs longer so I was showing a lot of skin.

  It should have been easy. A cute guy in a letterman’s jacket was giving me the eye. I could just go ask him to dance. Several of the sisters had slipped away to who knew where. If they could pick up guys, so could I. Right?

  Summoning my courage, I decided to go for it.

  “Go girl,” Missy cat called behind me.

  The guy gave me a slimy smile, his eyes squinting. “Hey babe,” he slurred.

  Ugh… he was drunk and I was suddenly uninterested. It was a full on leer that he gave me as I stopped. “Sorry,” I stumbled. “I thought you were from my chem class. Mistaken identity.”

  “No worries, now that you’re here, let’s dance.” His leer grew larger as his hand snaked out around my arm.

  “I’m all set,” I stuttered out. “My friend is waiting.”

  “She can wait a little longer,” he gave me a yank. It was likely not meant to hurt me, but Missy had paired my tiny dress with sky high heels and I lost my footing. I was going to fall and the entire party was going to see that I wasn’t wearing underwear. Missy swore they would leave lines under the skin-tight dress. While she was right
, that didn’t help me now.

  Suddenly a hand caught me. It was large and strong. I could tell because it didn’t just break my fall, it stopped it dead. His skin was a deep tan, I noticed as my eyes travelled up his arm to the column of his neck. They kept moving over his strong jaw, to full lips and a perfectly straight nose till I finally reached his deep set, dark eyes. They might have been the sexiest I had ever seen.

  My breath caught. “Thank you,” I managed to say as I tried to pull myself upright. But my legs were a tangle of limbs and I didn’t know how to gracefully get them back under me without flashing half the room.

  He gave me a grin and, just as suddenly as he’d stopped my fall, I was pulled upright. Confusion clouded my face for a moment. How had he both held me and pulled me up. He was still looking at me with his dark gaze. But a second later, I realized he hadn’t been the one to right me at all. It was another set of hands that held me steady and my back came into contact with a different chest entirely.

  Wrenching my head around, light blue eyes met mine. Holy shit, this blond god might be the only man on the planet as handsome as the one who had caught me. “Are you all right?” he asked, giving me a smile that would have made my panties melt—you know, if I’d been wearing any.

  “I’m fine. Thank you.” I tried to return the smile. It wasn’t every day that a girl was rescued by two hunks. But as I looked up into his eyes, a soft smile on my lips, I swear I felt his cock jump against my ass.

  “Hey, are we dancing or what?” The guy with the letterman jacket was apparently still holding my arm. I hadn’t even noticed with all the man flesh behind me and in front of me but letterman had given my arm a tug, focusing my attention back on him.

  I didn’t have to answer. The dark hunk in front of me stepped closer, lightly touching my front. “I believe the answer is no.” He looked to me for confirmation and I gave a nod.

  Letterman tried to pull my arm again but the blond hunk behind me clasped his hand around the jerk’s wrist. He must have been squeezing tight because suddenly the drunk released my arm.

  “Hey,” he slurred, grabbing his own wrist.

  The blond behind me spoke. “Where I come from, we don’t drag ladies onto the floor, we ask politely.”

  Letterman gave them a look of disgust and then stomped off, weaving his way through the crowd.

  “Thank you, again,” I murmured, aware that I was currently a stud sandwich. Despite my nerves, it felt amazing. Briefly I tried to decide which one felt better, but I gave up. Too hard to choose.

  “Welcome,” the dark haired man grinned. “I’m Eric. It’s nice to meet you.” He looked down at me, an intensity in his eyes that made me shiver even as he continued to smile. His body still touching mine. “And this is my friend, Kyle.”

  I blushed. Somehow, introductions while pressed together made me self-conscience. “Tiffani.”

  His eyes danced over my pink cheeks, his grin growing wider. “Hi, Tiffani.”

  “Hi, Tiffani,” Kyle murmured behind me, close to my ear.

  They seemed to be pressing closer. I no longer suspected Kyle’s cock was pressing into my ass, I knew it was. What was more, it felt huge. Even more incredible was that Eric was having the same reaction in the front. His cock was cradled against my belly and it didn’t seem all that small either. Giant might be the word. I had just met these men, I shouldn’t be turned on, but an ache was pulsing between my legs and I could feel my juices starting to run down my thighs.

  My blush deepened. Would anyone notice?

  Eric leaned over to the other ear. “Do you want a drink?”

  I shouldn’t. Almost everything was wrong with this situation. First of all, two men were whispering into my ears. How would I begin to choose? I could barely ask one man out… and both these guys had way more experience than me, that much was obvious. How could I tactfully pick one and reject his friend? Doubtful, considering how little I knew about dating. “I’m here with my friend. I should get back…” but as I looked over, Missy was gone. “Shit.”

  Both of them laughed. Low and seductive. It made my nipples tighten and the ache in my pussy pulse.

  Eric brushed my hair back from my shoulders. His dark eyes looked deep into mine. “Lost your friend?”

  I tried not to panic. They were so hot and I was completely out of my element. “My sister. Or at least I’m hoping she will be. I’m out tonight as part of rush. I don’t even know how I’ll get back to the house in these heals.” I bit my lip as I looked down at my feet.

  They were silent and so I looked up again, just in time to see Eric and Kyle exchanging a glance. “We’ll walk you back.” Kyle’s hand slipped to my waist and he gave it a squeeze.

  The house wasn’t far, just a few blocks. But it seemed like a bad idea to walk with two men I’d just met. “Oh, that’s okay. I didn’t mean to ask for your help again. I’m sure I’ll be fine.”

  Eric gave me an assessing look. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a faculty badge. Eric Mendez, was printed on the laminated card along with his picture. “Consider it our professional duty. Kyle and I are TAs.”

  It honestly made me feel better that they worked for the school. They were here to help students, right? And the road from this fraternity to the sorority house would likely be busier now than it was any other time of day. A sea of people around us, just like here. “That would be great.”

  Eric gave me a grin and put his arm around my shoulder, Kyle’s still at my waist. Kyle leaned down, close to my ear once again. His husky whisper was like an aphrodisiac. “Just slip your arms around our shoulders and we’ll do all the work.”

  I turned to put my arm around him as he suggested and nearly tripped as I looked at him again. God, he was hot. Fair skin, blond hair and thick muscles made the growing ache in my pussy throb.

  They started weaving through the crowd toward the door. Missy appeared for just a second, giving me a wink and then she looked away, pulling a man toward the stairs.

  I guess I was actually doing this.

  The fresh air felt nice on my skin, especially with their large bodies pressing into me. They really did do all the work.

  In minutes, we were standing in front of the house. “This is the sorority you’re trying to rush?” Eric raised an eyebrow.

  “Yeah, why?” I asked, a blush creeping into my cheeks again.

  Kyle responded. “Aren’t they known for being super elite? Only the best grades and perfect resumes will do?”

  My head swiveled to look at him. “There is a lot more to them than that. Trust me, I know.” Or at least, I was finding out.

  But Kyle grinned. “No. I think it’s fantastic. Beautiful and smart. What a package.”

  I blushed all the way to my roots this time. My head dropped but his hand came to my chin to lift it up. I bit my lip again as his blue eyes searched mine.

  Eric grinned. “Would it be too forward if we invited ourselves in for a drink?”

  I cleared my throat. Shit. This was the hard part. I had no experience doing this. “I don’t know…”

  “We’ll stay in the common room,” Kyle murmured. “We just want to get to know you.”

  Taking a deep breath, I summoned my courage. “Why? I mean there are two of you and I can’t---” What did I say? I can’t date you both.

  But Eric gave me a wink. “It’s just a drink.”

  I am such a newbie, I thought to myself. They just wanted to hang out for a few and I had to get all jumpy. “Ah, sure. That would be great. Come on in.”

  The second I walked through the door, I kicked off my shoes. Technically I still lived in the dorm but I spent more and more time here. It was starting to feel like a home.

  I wasn’t a shorty but as I stepped out of the heels, I immediately became aware of how tall they were. Well-muscled, they were both specimens.

  I headed over to the bar in the front room and grabbed a bottle of vodka. “Do you guys mind this? Otherwise, I can check the kitchen for beer.
”

  “Looks good to me,” Eric grinned. I grabbed the only shot glass and carried it over to the guys. “Sorry, we had a mixer last night and most our stuff isn’t clean.”

  Kyle grinned. “That’s right. We got an invitation to that.” His eyes slid over me. “Wish I’d gone now.”

  Eric grabbed the glass from me and the vodka and poured out a shot. The only spot left on the couch was between them so I gingerly sat down, pulling on my tiny skirt down to keep it from riding all the way up.

  “I have an idea.” Eric held up the glass. “I’ll tell you something about myself before I drink. When it’s your turn to drink, it’s your turn to share. Half shots only. We don’t want to be completely loaded.”

  I nodded and he downed his half shot. “I was so glad that guy grabbed your arm. Gave me the perfect excuse to come talk to you.”

  He handed the bottle and the glass to me. I poured a tiny shot for myself. “I was glad too. I never would have had the courage to come talk to you.”

  “Shy?” Kyle’s hand brushed mine as he took the bottle, I downed the shot, spluttering a little as it went.

  “Are you okay?” Eric scooted closer to rub my back.

  I nodded, again heating at their nearness. “Fine, I’m not much of a drinker. Or I wasn’t.”

  Eric was still rubbing my back and Kyle’s hand came up to stroke my cheek, his lips dropping close to my ear. “A shy, non-drinker who is pledging at the highest achieving sorority on campus.”

  “That about sums it up,” I grinned. “It’s your turn.”

  Kyle poured himself a shot and downed it, giving me a long look. “I have a thing for beautiful good girls.”

  He gave me a wink and I felt my cheeks flush again. Eric’s hand rested on my knee. “Me too,” he said in a husky whisper.

  Then he leaned over a placed a feather like kiss on my neck. In the same moment Kyle kissed my neck on the other side.