Have the Guys Undress Her

That was my cue to get involved. Her hesitation wasn’t her having second thoughts, but to allow me to get involved. Staring at her, I could see the hope and excitement in her eyes as she waited for me to command her.

“Stop.” She immediately froze at my harsh voice, her cool demeanor broken by a flash of uncertainty and fear. I cleared my throat, upset at how that made me sound. Sure, the other two guys didn’t speak the language, but that didn’t mean I wanted to sound like an unsure child. My legs felt weak as I stood at the entrance to the bedroom, doing my best to pretend that this was perfectly natural and something we did all the time. “Why are you undressing? You should make them work for it.”

There was a sparkle in her eyes as she gave me a radiant smile. She said a few words to the two men ogling her. The two men didn’t need any encouragement. Her eyes went to me as the two men went to work peeling away her clothing.

I immediately didn’t like what I was seeing. Something was still missing. This was still too… chaste. Well, certainly not chaste, but the business-like way they went about it wasn’t helping. A few seconds watching and I realized what it was. Kaylee herself was too calm during all this, like having two guys undress her was no different than filling out paperwork at the doctor. Considering what this entire situation was doing to me, I was a little angry that she was rather blasé about this whole situation. How could she sit there and act like two strangers undressing her was a natural occurrence to her?

That wasn’t fair at all. If we were going to do this, she would have to get uncomfortable as well. I knew exactly what would do it too, though I knew this was going to be the equivalent of impaling yourself on the enemy spear so you could **** them.

“Kaylee,” I said, testing my voice to check if I could keep it even and calm. She was looking at me, clearly excited at what I would ask of her next. “I want you to kiss them.”

It had exactly the reaction I expected. Her eyes widened. For a second, I thought she was going to say no. Beyond my request, I could see the shift in the way she looked at me as she realized the gravity of the situation we were diving into. This wasn’t some lighthearted game we were playing. Everything that happened here was going to have consequences. Her gaze hovered on me for several long seconds, and I could see she was torn between her telling me she would do whatever I wanted her to do, and her aversion to kissing.

Reaching over, she pulled Spiky’s head over to her and planted her lips against his. He was shocked but quickly took advantage of the situation. That was the spark that ignited the flames. I watched, speechless as the flames danced before me. Even though I had told her to do it, seeing her go through with it took me by surprise. I felt like I had doused myself in gasoline then ordered her to throw the lit match she was holding.

As Kaylee had her tepid make-out session with Spiky, Peirce was determined to get her out of her clothes, even if it took him a bit to do it. Her skirt was the first casualty. Peirce had gotten on his knees. He kissed the exposed parts of her skin as he worked to remove her skirt. Little by little, the skirt went down. As it fell, his lips were close behind. Pulling away from Spiky, she said something and Pierce took his place. The only time they paused was when Spiky removed her sweater.

My heart slammed against my chest like it was trying to break free and beat the shit out of the two itself. Kaylee switched between the two again and again, taking turns kissing them as they removed her bra and panties. The last thing to go was her black leather ankle boots. As she made out with one, the other would take their time removing an article of clothing before they switched.

Kaylee herself was less interested in what was happening around her and was focused almost completely on me. Even as she made out with the two, her eyes were seemingly always on me. I wasn’t sure how I felt about the level of attention she was giving me. Normally, I would have loved the attention but this was attention for the wrong reason. I wasn’t sure what kind of expression I was giving as I watched Kaylee grow increasingly exposed, but she was enjoying things. The tepid make-out sessions she was giving the two morphed into something more intense.

With no more clothing to remove, her head was turned to the side to make out with Pierce as Spiky sucked and licked at her breasts, his other hand running over her toned stomach before finding her other breast and playing with it. Her soft moans were muffled by Pierce as his hands worked between her legs. My hand had a slight quiver in it as I ran it over my mouth. It was completely dry as I leaned against the wall for support. I hoped I looked like I was only chilling, but it was needed to counteract my lightheartedness. This was quickly spiraling out of control. Kaylee’s moans were clear as she pulled away from Peirce. Her hands rested on each man’s shoulder for support. Peirce had taken over at her other breast while Spiky kissed at her neck. The girl was loving every second of their attention, her lust-filled eyes locked with mine as she silently begged for more.

I could tell both men were no longer satisfied with just kissing.