Can I Keep You?byStar_Chaster©
It was my friend's birthday, and he invited me to his party. I really did not want to go; having suffered from social anxiety for almost ten years, parties just were not my thing. But he was my closet friend and saying no just did not seem right. The night of the party, I spent an hour going through my clothes trying to find something that made me look thin, but at a solid size fourteen, I knew it did not matter what I wore; that just was not going to happen. I ended up choosing my purple and blue tie-dyed ankle skirt and a blue peasants blouse. I wore my turquoise stockings that always made me feel good with a black lace garter belt and matching lace boy short panties. With my nipple piercing that was only a couple months old, it was too uncomfortable to wear a bra, so I went without. I took special time on my hair, French braiding the one side and leaving the other side to hang in curls. I used my sparkle gold eye shadow with dark brown eye liner and black mascara, then I used a plum lip gloss.
Examining my work in the mirror, I sighed. I knew I was passably pretty with my dark auburn hair and porcelain skin. My best feature was my eyes, a silver blue with a ring of golden green around the pupil. My natural DD breasts were not as perky as I would like, but when they are that heavy, you have to expect some sagging. For the twentieth time that week, I swore I would go on a diet and lose some weight, but I was a girl that liked to cook and liked to eat. But being a virgin at twenty-seven just seemed like some kind of failure. I could almost hear my mother lecturing that I needed to make myself more presentable if I was to ever get a man.
I found my ankle boots and coat then stood at the front door; I could feel that fluttering in my belly. It always happened when I went out, that little shiver of fear. I stood undecided for a minute, thinking of maybe saying to hell with it and not going. But I really did not want to disappoint Kris, who had been my closest and really only friend since high school. I took a deep breath, grabbed the present sitting on the table by the door, grabbed my purse, and walked out the door. I took the elevator down and walked out the door of my building to the taxi I had called earlier. The ride to Kris's apartment caused my stomach to twist in further knots. I knew many people would be at the party, most of whom I did not know.
Once the taxi arrived at Kris's building, I paid the driver and got out. I entered the entry way and slowly walked up the stairs. I stood in front of his door, trying to calm myself. I went to knock, then paused, then mentally kicked myself. //Quit being silly and just knock,// I thought to myself. Finally, I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. A few moments later, Kris opened the door.
"Dannealle! Hi, girl. How are you? Come on in." He stepped aside to let me in, taking the present from me. "Just throw your coat in my bedroom."
I slowly walked to his bedroom to do as told, and looking around, I saw about twenty-five people. After taking off my coat, I also removed my boots. I actually did not like wearing shoes and would go barefoot whenever I could. Since I was wearing a long skirt and stockings, I felt no one would object. Music was softly playing in the background, and people were laughing and having a good time. Some had beer or other drinks in their hands. After depositing my coat, I went back to find Kris; maybe if I stayed by him all night I would not be so scared, but I knew I could not hang on him all night, not on his birthday. I had purposely arrived late so I would not have to spend as much time at the party. Once by Kris again, I felt a little safer.
"So, Danne, how are you? How are the plants?"
I worked as a florist growing rare orchids. "Doing well. Our Degarmoara Hanis are in bloom. I've had three orders for them already."
"Well, why don't I parade you around so you can meet everyone? Most everyone here is from the local LGBT club."
I had known for years that Kris was gay, which was kind of comforting; I knew I never had to worry about sex getting in the way of our friendship.
Kris started to introduce me to people. I shook hands and tried to smile, but all the while my stomach was doing odd flip flops. Then we got to a couple. "And this is Dominic and Bryce. Dom here is president of the club."
The first word that came to mind was gorgeous, then a couple others followed, like hot and oh yeah. Dominic was about 5 inches taller than my 5'4" with thick, black hair, eyes like hammered gold, and a body straight from a romance novel cover. Next to him was Bryce, about 2 inches taller, with brown hair laced with blonde, eyes almost the same color of my turquoise stockings, and with the same great body. Next to them, I felt even fatter and less pretty. I stuttered a greeting and shook hands with mine all sweaty and clammy. As my luck would have it at that moment, someone else knocked on the door.
"Excuse me," Kris said.
My insides were screaming, Don't leave me alone with these two! But I watched as Kris walked away and greeted the person at the door. I was left standing there and feeling like an idiot, trying to keep from throwing up on Mr. Hottie's shoes.
"So, you are?" Dominic asked. He had a voice like pure dark chocolate, a voice that would be great at whispering sweet nothings in the dark.
"I'm D-Dannealle. I'm a florist, grow orchids." //Okay, that was almost a sentence,// I thought to myself.
He smiled; did he really have to smile? "I'm in finance. So is Bryce here"
"Orchids are most beautiful," Bryce replied in some accent I could not place.
Just when I thought they could not get any hotter, one of them had an accent. I was going on that diet tomorrow, or maybe never eating again.
"W-w-where are you from? I can't place your accent." //God, Danne, stop stuttering. They'll think you're an idiot.//
"I'm from Switzerland but grew up speaking French."
Oh shit. I think I just creamed my panties; thank god I decided to wear some. I needed to get out of here before I made a bigger ass of myself. "Excuse me if you would." Finally, I got a sentence out without stuttering. I walked quickly to the bathroom.
Half tempted to stay in the bathroom all night, but realizing I could not, I left after three minutes. Not seeing Mr. Hottie or Mr. French, I thought maybe they left. I grabbed a glass of champagne that was sitting out with others on the table. I slowly sipped it and walked over to sit on the couch. I sat in the corner for several minutes, and each time someone walked by, I would almost jump. I really needed some time alone. I checked my watch; only an hour had gone by. I really could not leave yet, since Kris hadn't even opened his presents, but being out in the open was getting to me. I really could not hide in the bathroom again; people might think I had a stomach issue, which would be really embarrassing.
After another five minutes of indecision, I finally came up with the idea of hiding in Kris's spare room. I could sit in there until I heard him opening presents, watch that, and then leave. Drinking the last of my champagne, I got up and set the glass in the sink. Checking to see if anyone was watching, I slowly walked over to the spare room, quietly opened the door, then slid inside. I leaned against the door for support and let out a sigh of relief. That relief was short-lived when I realized I was not alone.
I heard someone murmuring very softly. I glanced over to the bed, and my jaw dropped. There were Dominic and Bryce making out. I felt my ears getting warm, a sure sign I was blushing. I was about to say that I was sorry when I realized they didn't know I had entered; they hadn't heard me. I knew I should leave, but I couldn't look away from the sight. To me, it was beautiful; they obviously loved each other very much. As I watched, I found myself more entranced watching them than I would watching a man and woman. I had watched some porn in the past, but it never really made me feel much more than mild interest. At first glance, I was immediately and strongly aroused.
Bryce had his shirt off, lying down on the bed. Dominic was laying half over him. I watched as they kissed; it was soft but firm, not like the over-acting you see in porn, but real kissing of two people who adored each other. Bryce had his hands under the back of Dominic's shirt, slowly clenching his fingers. Then Bryce grabbed Dominic's shirt and started to pull it up, as if he could not stand not having full access to his lover's skin. Damn, they looked even better with their clothes off. Dominic started to trail kisses down Bryce's neck as he spoke soft, encouraging words in French. I didn't know what he was saying, but my panties got even wetter. Eyes riveted on them, I watched as Dominic kissed his way down Bryce's chest and stomach to the edge of his pants when he moved back a little and began to unfasten them. Bryce lifted his hips a little so the pants could be pulled down and off. Dominic totally removed his shirt at this point.
Dominic then leaned down, cupping Bryce softly in his hand. Having never seen a naked man in person before, I wasn't good at judging size, but I thought it was very nice; so did Dominic for that matter, as he opened his mouth taking Bryce's cock inside. He sucked gently at first, then harder, then began working his mouth up and down. I covered my mouth with my hand to keep from moaning. I watched as Dominic continued to suck him for several minutes, seeming to be in no hurry. Bryce was slowly thrusting his hips up against Dominic's mouth, as if he wanted him to hurry. Then he grabbed Dominic's head and pulled his mouth back up to his own, once again kissing him. Bryce began to remove Dominic's pants, pushing them down off his hips. Dominic turned a little kicking them off, then froze. Lowering his head back down to Bryce's, he whispered in his ear.
"We have a visitor." Then both of them turned their heads to look at me.
Mortified, I could not speak at first. Finally, I found my voice. "God, I'm sorry, I-I-I didn't mean to watch." With my hand behind me, I searched for the door handle.
Bryce laughed and said something fast to Dominic in French, who smiled big and nodded. I began to turn to find that damn door knob, when Bryce spoke out.
"Wait, don't go. Stay."
I turned back to them but other than that did not move an inch. Frozen like a deer in the headlights. I watched as Dominic got up and walked towards me. His erection could only be described as mouth-watering. He stood in front of me and reached out his hand, taking mine, and gently tugged me to the bed. Still, I did not move. He then reached around me and smacked me right on the bottom. I shuddered, almost orgasming on the spot.
His smile got even bigger. "Are you going to come willingly, or do I have to drag you?" Once again, he tugged on my hand.
This time, I stepped forward and continued to walk until we reached the bed. Slightly shaking, I stood there uncertainly, then he lightly pushed on my shoulders until I sat down on the bed. Immediately Bryce pulled me towards the center of the bed, and turning my head, he placed his lips over mine. At first, I just sat there, then with a little coaxing, I began to kiss him back. This man was an expert kisser; he knew what he was doing and what he wanted. Gently, he bit and nibbled my lips, then slid his tongue between them. I opened my mouth to his kiss, not wanting it to end. His kissing was soft but complete. I kept thinking that this was a dream come true. Our tongues dueled for a few minutes, then I felt my head being pulled away. I moaned in protest, but then Dominic placed his mouth over mine. His kissing was more direct; he was not subtle at all. He firmly pressed his tongue between my lips and would not let me hide mine. As we kissed, I felt Bryce begin to caress my sides, my hips, and along the outside of my thighs. Dominic then pulled back, grabbed the bottom of my blouse, and began to pull it up. Right away, my body consciousness kicked in, and I pulled the shirt back down.
"No," I said.
"Ah," Bryce chuckled. "She's shy."
"I'm fat," I replied back.
Dominic frowned and shook his head. "You are beautiful, and I will not ever hear you say otherwise. Understood?"
Slowly, I nodded my head, and for the first time I felt beautiful.
Without asking, Dominic grabbed the bottom of my shirt again and swiftly pulled it up over my head, throwing it aside. Then I heard him draw in a breath. "She's pierced. Look."
Bryce was looking down over my shoulder. "How sweet," he said as he grabbed the one and gave it a little tug.
I was wearing my stars and crystal nipple rings; it was a barbell with a small chain hanging from the underside, and three small stars and three small crystals hung from the chain. I gasped as he tugged it. Since the piercing, I had become more sensitive. Then he reached over and tugged the other one as well.
"Feel good?" Dominic asked.
Once again, I nodded.
"Then this will feel even better." He lowered his head, taking my right nipple between his lips.
He flicked his tongue over it, rolled it against his teeth, then began sucking firmly. I leaned back against Bryce, moaning low in my throat. It felt so good, and I could feel my body becoming moister. Bryce, not wanting to be left out, began kissing my neck and shoulders, his hand tightening and loosening on my hip. Dominic lifted his head and moved his mouth over to my other nipple, giving it the same attention. Bryce then pulled me back, pushing me to lie down on the bed. He took hold of my skirt waistband and began to pull it off of me. He tossed it onto the floor, then reached for my panties. I always wore them on the outside of my garter belt. He quickly removed them as well. Both of the men stared down at me. Thankful that I had just waxed, I laid there and shuddered.
Bryce traced his finger along my stocking top. "I think we should leave these on."
Dominic nodded in agreement, leaned down, and once again took my lips. Bryce began kissing my stomach; he circled my bellybutton and worked his way lower. I moaned into Dominic's mouth as I felt Bryce kiss my thigh, then he gently pushed my legs apart. I felt his warm breath against my moist center, then felt his tongue firmly lap my clitoris. I exploded with that one touch, shrieking into Dominic's mouth; I tried to move away, it was so powerful, but both men kept me firmly pinned in that spot. Then Bryce latched his lips onto my clit and sucked, and my orgasm continued until I was limp and breathing fast. Dominic kept his mouth firm against mine to keep any sound from escaping, his tongue brushing along mine. Slowly, Bryce pushed a finger into my dripping pussy, then added a second; he pushed them deeper inside me, and I rocked my hips along his hand. His finger pushed deeper then froze, and he lifted his head from me.
"Vierge?" he asked.
Dominic lifted his head as well and looked down at me. Even though I did not speak French, I knew what Bryce had said.
Dominic sighed. "Are you sure?"
I paused but it was really no question for me since I was too far gone. "Please don't stop," I pleaded.
Dominic smiled, and as I felt Bryce curl his fingers up against some hidden part of me, I arched up off the bed, my legs quivering. Dominic then reached down, pulling Bryce's hand away, bringing it to his mouth, and sucking my juice off his fingers. He closed his eyes as if to savor the taste. As he continued to suck his fingers, Bryce moved his way up my body. He placed his hips between my thighs.
"Pull your legs up," he commanded.
I put them around his thighs.
I pulled them up further, wrapping them around his hips. He pulled his fingers from Dominic's mouth and placed each hand on my thighs as if to keep them there. Then I felt him begin to enter me. He pushed gently, then harder, and I slowly felt the head slip inside. I drew in a tight breath. It burned but also felt so good that I didn't want him to stop. He continued to push inside with small increments until he found my barrier. He stopped, breathing heavily, and I could feel all his muscles were tense as he held back. Dominic swooped down with his head taking my lips in a hard kiss, then promptly bit my lip. As he bit down, I felt Bryce thrust forward and fill me totally. I gasped. It really hadn't hurt; it felt more like a popping sensation. Dominic continued to kiss me, his hand reaching up to stroke my breast. Bryce began to murmur in French again, then slowly pulled partially out and pushed back in.
Bryce kept a slow and gentle pace for a few minutes as my body adjusted to him. I dug my fingers into Dominic's arms, kissing him with all my passion. Then I began to rock my hips against Bryce. He took this as an invitation and started picking up his pace, moving deeper and harder against me. He leaned his head into my shoulder, nipping my ear. He thrust into me harder still. I felt my body start to tingle. Then Dominic began rubbing himself against my side, deepening his kiss. All our breaths were coming heavily. As Bryce pushed deep inside me again, my world came apart. Once again, I screamed into Dominic's mouth, my whole body quivering under the two of them. Over and over, the sensation spiked through me until finally I lay there limp.
Bryce panted above me, then suddenly rolled over with me on top of him. I let out a little squeak at the sudden change in position. He gripped my hips and kept me firm against him. Dominic moved and knelt behind me, kissing and rubbing my back. He rubbed his hands along my upper back then started to move them lower and lower still until finally he was caressing my back side. Then he brushed a finger along my cleft, pressing between. He lowered his head to my ear.
I froze. Could I handle them both? I had always wondered about taking something in that way but had never used anything more than a finger. He brushed again with his finger. Slowly, I nodded my head, giving him permission. Gently, he pressed his finger more firmly against me, then pushed it inside. I quivered at the added feeling. He pushed his finger deep inside me, stretching and preparing me for what was to come. Bryce just made small little thrusts into me. I could feel him shaking with restraint. Dominic removed his finger from inside me, and I felt him move closer to me. Then I felt the head of his cock press against my anus. I took a deep breath and relaxed as much as I could.
As he pressed harder, I felt him pop inside, then he continued to push and fill me. My breath came in gasps; being filled in both ways was almost too much, but it felt so good. I reached back with my hand and dug my finger into his hip, needing something to hang onto. Finally, he pushed all the way inside me. Bryce groaned, and I realized they would be able to feel each other through my thin wall. In perfect rhythm, they began to move together. Slowly in then out, Dominic pushed me forward so I was laying atop Bryce, then he leaned over against me. They began to pick up speed but still stayed in sync with each other. I could hear them both panting. Their thrusts became harder and deeper. I rocked my hips, trying to get even closer to them. I felt Dominic bite into my shoulder, holding me in place, and I reached for Bryce's lips with mine, kissing him passionately. I swirled my tongue around his.
"One more time, baby," Dominic said.
"Yes, you can."
And with that, he brought his hand down hard on my ass and slammed deep inside of me, pushing me further onto Bryce and hitting my clit. Bryce took my lips again. Dominic copied the movement once again, and I exploded. It started in my clit then spread through my whole body. I cried out against Bryce's mouth, and he swallowed my cries as he let out his own shout. Once again, Dominic bit into my shoulder. Together, we joined the stars. I felt them flood me with cum over and over as they shot inside of me. Bryce shook from head to toe as Dominic's hips spasmed against me. Finally, we all collapsed. We laid there panting. I was so limp I could not even move. My whole body was tingling in a glow so bright it outshined the sun. As I lay there between them, exhausted and sated, I could hear them kissing each other. Wanting to watch but too tired to move my head, I just enjoyed the sound of their murmurs. Slowly, Dominic moved off of me and lay down beside me, then both he and Bryce wrapped their arms around me. Dominic softly chuckled. "I think you killed me, my sweet."