Prologue

“One at a time…” 

I wanted them to slow down. Both Adonis and Chaz put their hands on the back of my bra, ready to snap it off. Adonis, with his deep blue eyes and dirty blonde hair, had nothing but lust in his eyes. I couldn’t believe they were both in my bed, by my side, ready to get down and dirty. Chaz’s dark eyes glowed as he moved toward me. I’d been writing to them for months, and here they were, ready to fulfil their promise to take me. 

I turned as my bra dropped, and I stood half-naked in front of them. The boys’ hands dropped, and they felt their cocks. 

“Kinky Kiara, you’ve been writing to us for so long, promising us all the nasty things we can do to you.” 

“Your breasts are just the right size; they could fit in the palms of our hands!” Chaz blurted out, and no longer did I feel self-conscious about my body as I had so many times before. He was so athletic; they both were. With their perfect abs on full display, they both clearly had six-packs. They made me feel sexy, something I didn’t even think was possible with my wide hips, ample breasts, and saggy stomach. My exercise comprised of going to classes, sitting down all day studying, or, on the rare occasion, going out with my roommate, Lucy. The temptation to tell them to get out of my dorm room washed away as I could see lust in their eyes. I was in my final year. No one really cared what the seniors got up to; it was too late for that. Everyone was making plans for the future, and Stanford was getting ready to greet the next set of students. Finally, it was time to lose my virginity, something I had planned on doing before the start of college. Now it was the end, and I was finally getting around to doing the deed. 

Chaz spoke so calmly as he walked up to me, growling. “You’ve done this before, right?”

I shook my head because I couldn’t speak. This was what I wanted, but it was one thing wanting something and it actually happening. I hadn’t been with one guy before, let alone two. I said I wanted them to do things to me, nasty things, just because it was easy by email. But in real life, it was a totally different story. I took a deep breath, trying to calm down and just appreciate the moment.

This was real. I had to push my fear away and let them take me, as I’d told them to do so many times in writing. But they were strangers. They didn’t even know each other, but they were moving around the room so naturally, as if they were cavemen ready to take me. 

Chaz was on his knees, pulling down my skirt and saying, “I’ve been wanting to do this for such a long time.” Then, he slowly stroked my leg with one hand, and I closed my eyes as his hands moved to my pink panties, the silk ones I bought with Lucy. She told me this day would come; my sexy SEALs would turn up at my door, ready to take me. I laughed and bought them thinking I would lose it one day, but not to the guys I had been writing to.

He struggled to get them down. I had a big ass; all my fat was in that one area of my body. I spent a little too much time sitting down and not enough exercising. I was always self-conscious about it, covering it up, thinking no one wants to see my fat ass, then Adonis pinched it from behind, and I knew he liked it. 

The panties were stuck up my ass, and he struggled to get them down.

Chaz kissed my stomach lightly and ripped them apart, solving the problem. As I stood naked between the two men, I felt light-headed. I knew Lucy was busy; she had three boyfriends, and I envied her like crazy, not only for having a man at her beck and call, but all three. Therefore, I started emailing Adonis, Chaz, and Mateo. I thought I could be brave. I was being fearless at my keyboard, but in person it was a completely different matter. 

It was as if they became lost in my body, as Chaz gently stroked my breasts and traced a finger around them. He made his way up to the top of my body, then he lifted me up. I laughed as he held me in his arms, half naked, and gently placed me on my table as if I were a treasure he had just found.  

I opened my eyes to find Adonis was stroking my hair as I sprawled on the table. 

“I’ve never—” I confessed as it was all getting to be too much. I was getting lost in their touch, and I was moaning. It was during the day; for sure everyone was in class, just as I should be when I heard the knock at the door, and Adonis opened it. 

“Good, he’s here!” Adonis growled. I wanted to say something in protest, but I was too late. 

Mateo had arrived. I was frightened as I jumped up from the table, screaming.

“No, not all three!”

It was then that I realized I was in bed alone. No one was with me, and I was having a dream. I heard a giggle. Lucy was standing by my bed. Her dark eyes glowed as she twisted her long strands into a bun, the same thing she did whenever she was going out for a jog, which she routinely did every morning. 

“Damn, that was one hot dream. Kiara, you were purring, and moaning like a possessed woman. I was getting ready to get out of here ‘cause I thought the next thing you would do was start masturbating. I didn’t want to see that. We’re close, but hey, not that close!” 

She turned to walk away as I slumped on the bed. Yeah, I was kidding myself. I hadn’t even written to the SEALs. I didn’t know what they looked like, yet here I was in bed having dreams about them. This was crazy. I was in my final year at Stanford, and I had to graduate. I came here to study, and that was all I’d done ever since I’d arrived. I thought I would do something exciting and new here, but the phrase ‘a leopard can’t change its spots’ reared its ugly head my freshman year, and every single year since I’ve been here.

“Yeah, you go jog. I’m getting the dildo out!”

I screamed with my eyes still closed. I would still fantasize about them. That was all someone like me could do. I’d been called Plain Jane too many times in high school, and I was still true to that name. 

I’d get out my dildo, Rambo, and let him get to work. I was so close to the edge before I woke up. I heard the door slam and knew Lucy was out warming up, ready to jog around campus.

I kept him under my pillow, because the most action my pussy had ever seen was on the tip of Rambo. He would take me to the place, that he knew too well.

“Rambo get to it!”