Authors: Olivia Jordan
Things became even more difficult when Adam walked in to teach his five o’clock lesson. The second he and his student walked to the other side of the ballroom, Taletha couldn’t resist keeping watch out of the corner of her eye. She noted the way he avoided eye contact with either of them, the way he made exaggerated hand gestures and joked with his student a bit too loudly. She was drawn to the way his face tried to hide his emotions, but she was even more focused on his body and the memories of being pressed up against it.
“Now who’s having the problem?” Morris snapped.
Taletha shook her head, coming back to earth after several moments of clandestinely staring at Adam’s ass.
“Sorry, I just got a little distracted.”
“You’ve been a little distracted all day. You’ve been completely distracted ever since Adam walked in.”
“I’m sorry. Let’s just take it from the top. I’ll do better, I promise.”
“No. I’m sick of this. You can’t insist you want professionalism, yell at me for having a bad day, and then spend half our rehearsal lusting after his junk. I’m done. You can call me when you want to stop being a hypocrite.” He turned and stormed off the dance floor.
Taletha gave a quick look over her shoulder. Adam and his student seemed oblivious to what had just happened. She hurried to her office, slammed the door, and locked it shut before anyone had a chance to notice that something was wrong.
After twenty minutes of trying to focus on mundane administrative work, Taletha gave up on trying to focus. Her mind was reeling, her body was tired, and her heart was aching.
The day is shot, and the studio closes in five minutes. I might as well go home
. She packed up her things, unlocked the door, and nearly smacked Adam in the face as she opened it.
“We need to talk,” he said.
Not having an excuse not to, nor any escape route, she shrugged. “Come on in.”
“Hold on. I think Morris will want to join us.”
“I don’t think he wants to talk to me anymore than he actually has to.”
“I’ll go ask him. Just wait here for us, okay? Please don’t disappear like you did last night.” The accusation made Taletha want to cry, but she kept her face rigid, unwilling to show any weakness. She sat back down in her desk chair and closed her eyes until she heard two sets of footsteps coming down the hall.
Adam gave a courtesy knock on the doorframe. “Mind if we come in?”
Taletha gestured to the small couch. “Sit down. Can I get either of you anything?”
“I’m fine,” Morris said, not making eye contact with either of them.
“Adam, what did you want to talk about?”
“Do you even need to ask?”
Taletha shrugged. “What do you want from me? I had to get the conversation started somehow.”
A knock on the doorframe made all three of them jump. Lynne poked her head in.
“Taletha, I’m headed out for the night. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Thanks! Have a good night.”
“Likewise.” Lynne cast an obvious wink in her direction.
“So, where were we?” Taletha asked, trying to recover her equilibrium.
“I wanted to talk about last night,” Adam said. “That is, if anyone will let me get a word in edgewise.”
Taletha felt her cunt pounding with desire. She found she didn’t care about the awkwardness they were all feeling or the consequences that might arise from fucking them. Her mouth spoke before her brain had a chance to filter out the words.
“We can’t possibly have a rational discussion when I want the both of you so badly. Why don’t we pick up this train of thought out in the main studio? Everyone else is gone for the night. We have the entire place to ourselves.”
“What about talking?”
Taletha started to lean in toward Adam, but then stopped herself. She couldn’t deny that he had a point. But her body had taken a backseat to her brain for far too long, and at the moment, she didn’t think she was capable of any serious sort of discussion.
She pressed her finger to Adam’s lips. “We’ll talk later, I promise. For now, let’s just enjoy the fact that the three of us are all alone, we’re horny, we’re pretty, and we have a bunch of mirrors so we can watch ourselves fuck.”
Adam looked pensive for a moment, and then opened his mouth just enough to slide her finger between his lips. He sucked it in and out, moaning as he did so, little waves of energy shooting out of her hand and all the way through her body.
Finally dragging herself away from the pleasurable sensation, Taletha pulled both men to their feet and guided them into the main studio. She turned on the stereo and put on a slow song and began to strip for them. She twirled around the floor, making sure they both got a look at her body, allowing them to savor the last moments of anticipation before she finally let them see her naked. Turning her back to them, she slid her cardigan down her arms, making sure they got a good look at her toned shoulders. Then she loosened one tank top strap, but stopped there, letting herself enjoy dancing for the first time all day. Finally, she loosened the other strap, and then soon after that, she pulled the tank top over her head. Taletha had chosen to go braless that day, and Morris and Adam both gasped as her breasts came into view. She made sure to shimmy a bit so they could see the way her curves bounced along to the music.
Both men started pressing their hands against the erections that were becoming more and more prominent against their jeans. Morris went so far as to loosen his belt. Taletha walked up, put her hand on his to stop him, and then rebuckled the leather.
“No. You only undress when I say you can. Is that clear?”
“Yes,” he gasped.
Taletha looked over at Adam. “Do you understand that as well?”
Adam didn’t speak, only smiled hard and nodded.
“I asked you a question,” Taletha said, raising her eyebrows to let him know she meant business. “Do you understand that you don’t remove any of your clothes until I say so?”
“Yes,” Adam whispered, his voice hoarse, as though he was thirsty.
“Good. I’m glad we all understand each other.”
Taletha returned to her dance, shimmying around a little while longer before she unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans. But she didn’t slide the denim down her legs immediately. She kept spinning and stepping, letting the jeans slide down on their own during the course of her movement, inching lower and lower until they had fallen around her ankles, and she had no choice but to kick them off. She was a little nervous about trying the maneuver with her shoes still on, afraid that she’d trip, but utilizing her dancer’s coordination, she stepped out of the faded denim without a single stumble. Taletha turned her back on her men and gyrated her hips in big, slow circles, making sure they got a good view of her still-hidden ass. Looking over her shoulder, Taletha saw that the men were both becoming more desperate with each passing second, and that they were rubbing their palms up and down the rigid lines of their cocks.
Shaking her head, Taletha walked back over to them, and took their wrists in her hands. “I don’t think so. You don’t undress until I say so, and you also don’t touch yourselves until I say so. Do I make myself clear?”
They both nodded.
“Neither of you answered my question. I said, did I make myself clear?”
“Yes,” they groaned in unison.
Taletha smiled and shimmied away She hooked her thumb around the elastic of her panties, pulled it away from her hip, and then let go, snapping it back into place. She giggled as Adam and Morris both winced as it settled back on her skin. Taletha repeated the tease five more times before she finally allowed her panties to fall down around her ankles. Stepping away from the fabric, she walked toward her men. She placed a deep kiss on Adam’s lips, allowing herself all the pleasures she’d indulged in the night before. Then, she gave Morris a turn, allowing her tongue to mingle with his, using her teeth gently on his bottom lip.
“Take off your belts.”
They didn’t hesitate to obey, the metal buckles clattering to the floor.
“Now your shoes.”
She smiled at the frustration as they hurried and then stood at attention, desperate for her next instruction.
“You’re both doing such a good job of obeying the rules. But I think even I’m starting to get a little impatient now. I want you both to remove the rest of your clothes, as fast as you possibly can.”
Fabric flew as shirts were shrugged off, jeans were kicked away, and boxers were shoved away. Taletha couldn’t stop grinning as she stared at the two sexy, naked men standing in front of her. They were both lean and well muscled, both perfectly proportioned, though they were both completely unique. Morris had olive skin that was accentuated by the studio lights, but Adam was pale, and the dark hair that curled around his cock stood out in contrast. His cock was longer than Morris’s, but Morris’s was thicker. For a moment, Taletha got lost in her indecision, unsure of which one she wanted first, and what to do with the other while one of her men was pounding her into ecstasy.
“On your knees, both of you.” Taletha gathered up some of the clothes that had been scattered around the floor, creating makeshift cushions for their joints. She positioned them both in profile to the mirror. Then she settled herself down between them, taking Morris’s cock in her mouth.
“Oh fuck, yes,” he gasped.
Taletha pulled her mouth away from his cock and slowly spiraled her tongue around the smooth head before diving her mouth back down along his shaft. Balancing on one hand, she used the other to caress his balls as she began to slide her lips up and down.
After a few thrusts, she felt Adam grip her hips. “You want my cock in your pussy?”
“Mmmhmm,” she murmured, making sure to slow her thrusting so that Morris felt every vibration. In response, Morris gasped again, and buried his hands in her hair.
Taletha stopped moving for a moment in order to give Adam a chance to enter her. She sucked her breath in as she felt the tip of his cock slide between her pussy lips and then pause for a moment before plunging in. She groaned as her cunt tightened up around him, and Morris tugged on her hair as the pulsations from her voice overwhelmed his cock.
Adam waited until Taletha started moving again, allowing her to set the pace for both of them. Once she found the rhythm she liked, she peered out the corner of her eye to see the three of them in the mirror, all on their knees, a chain of pulsating sex that was only going to be broken by orgasm. She saw Adam and Morris both staring into the glass, completely entranced by the vision as well.
To her surprise, Morris started taking control, using the hands still tangled in her hair to speed up the thrusts. Adam responded immediately, matching the new speed, and then exceeding it. It wasn’t long before Taletha found herself overwhelmed by the frenzy, losing all sense of space and time as her lovers surged in and out of her body. When Adam reached up and scratched his nails down her back, she lost her last thread of control. Her cunt clenched even tighter and the release rocketed through her body, sending all of her limbs shaking with electricity. The muffled scream she let loose on Morris’s cock set him off, and as he gave one sharp yell, she found herself drinking him down, savoring the taste she had been yearning to try for years.
“Yes, Taletha, yes,” Adam groaned, and she felt his cock give its own surge of pleasure before he stiffened as the orgasm raced through his body. His fingers clamped down on her skin so hard she knew she’d have bruises in the morning, but she didn’t care.
“Okay, now we can have that discussion,” Taletha said once the three of them had flopped to the floor and caught their breath.
“Talk? You expect us to talk now? Sorry, but the blood hasn’t made its way back to my brain yet.” Adam made a show of wiping the sweat from his brow with his shirt.