Overcorrecting: Vi’s Indulgement

Vi woke up, honestly, expecting a bit more discomfort in her ass. Instead, apart from a longing feeling of emptiness and only a slight stretching feeling, she feels perfectly fine.

It worries her what that means for the state of her body. Maybe, she thinks, she’s being a bit too slutty.

Erik reassures her that’s not the case at all.

…

Erik looks up at Vi, she’s quietly doing some studying, not something she usually does when she hangs out with him, he suspects that she’s really still feeling a lot of guilt about the kiss, (and the excitement she got from it, unknown to Erik) and that despite what she said following his little correspondence with Mrs Revers, she’s still been entirely focused on him, showing her hand heavily by introducing him to Nancy. Who in fairness, is an incredibly attractive girl.

He can see it in her eyes, the way her body shifts, her general demeanour. She’s not going to push the boundary until Erik makes it clear that he forgives her completely. Which he does, and has since finding out (And unknown, to her, a slight desire to see it again).

But he wants her to enjoy herself too. She’s admitted as much that she loves swinging too, it may have started to indulge Erik, but it’s something she just enjoys too. How could she not? They both have pretty crazy sex drives, and they both get off on sharing now, so why shouldn’t she enjoy the thrill of sucking and fucking.

Heaven knows that he’s not going to suggest Max, or Taro, or Sai, especially not now.

But there is someone who she’s been teasing and playing with for a long time.

A guy who she says is incredibly generous and kind, just happy to be part of it.

“Hey.” He says. Getting her attention.

“Yeah?”

“I think I want to see it.”

She stills nervously. “See what?” Her blood running cold, thinking that Erik is going to say he wants to see her kiss someone, to really see it, her thighs rub together with forbidden unsure lust.

“I think it’s time. Brandon’s waited long enough, don’t you think?”

She blushes and lifts her eyebrows. The goosebumps on her arm say enough about the fact that she’s been thinking about it for a while herself.

A slight, only slight, sense of disappointment runs through her veins.

“Are you sure?” She asks tentatively.

Erik nods. “He’s nice, right? And you said he’s asked if I want to join in with you at the gym right?”

She nods.

“Then… It’s safe. To get back into the swing of it, right?”

She blushes, she’d do anything to apologise, she nods. “But you have to join in. I want you both, for the first time.”

The voice that has been quiet recently rears its head, not at all registering what she said:

‘Time to watch her learn just how much better BBC can be…’

He nods.

Brandon greets them politely, asking for a moment to speak to Erik.

“What’s up?” Erik asks, Vi heading into the office to wait.

“You’re cool with this right?” He asks, putting a hand on his shoulder.

Erik nods. “Yeah. It’s my idea. You’ve waited long enough.” He jokes.

Brandon nods. “Alright. I already have this safe word with Vi, but just say; ‘barbell’, if you want to stop, literally, no questions asked.”

Erik nods. Remembering their own safe word which seems to have been forgotten by both of them. Maybe, ol’ ‘three fingers’ will make a come back.

“How do you want to do this? You want to warm her up? Or do you want me to like, massage her? Then you come in after?”

Erik looks around, it’s late at night, so the gym is fairly empty.

“The office is soundproof,” Brandon explains. “It wasn’t meant to be built like that.” He shrugs. “But it’s how it ended up.”

Erik already knows the answer.

“You. I’ll come in after.”

Brandon nods. “Alright… I guess come in when you’re ready. Don’t linger when it’s open, make sure to close it quick…. I don’t want to get fired.” He chuckles.

Brandon gives him a final appraising look before turning to his office and entering without him, closing the door behind him.

‘Wouldn’t it be so hot if he locked it by habit? And then they get so into it they forget me?’

Erik bites his lower lip, realising he can’t just loiter outside with a hard-on, so he heads into the bathroom, claiming a stall and just… waiting.

He imagines it, Brandon grinning down at Vi, their scheme finally coming to fruition, tearing her sports bra off her, her hands grabbing at the cock she’s longed for so long, hell, maybe she has been lying to Erik all this time, maybe she’s already been fucked by him, how could she possibly be expected to be in such a state for a man, moaning as his familiar length enters her once again.

He shivers on the stall. He checks the time. 10 minutes already. Time to head in.

He waits for a moment until the few people in the gym are busy, before quickly opening the door and shutting it behind him, the air is thick and warm already. The sound of Vi’s familiar panting and moans spills into the gym for a second before Erik closes the door. He locks it and pants, hearing his girlfriend behind him.

He turns and sees a shirtless Brandon, kneeling at the foot of the massage table, his huge cock hanging between his legs. Not that Erik has seen many penises, he’s kinda glad to see that Brandon while bigger and thicker than him, doesn’t make him look tiny, it’ also nice to know that he’s doing okay in that department.

He looks up at Vi, lying down on her back, completely naked for Brandon, her body sweaty, her face flushed, grinning up at him. He bites his lip and leans against the wall. “I wanted you to see the moment I happened.”

She looks down at Brandon who stands up, stroking his cock and placing it flat on her tummy.

‘Fuck, he’s going to fill her so much.’

Almost in slow motion, Brandon pulls his cock back, the dark head pressing against her wet slit, her brow furrows and her mouth opens slowly as Brandon pushes him inside her, she lets out a broken, stifled moan, her pussy stretching to accommodate a new man inside her.

“Oooh FUck.” She moans, looking down at the man between her legs, her face flushed with pleasure, she throws her head back as he thrusts inside her. He chuckles, slowly moving his hips back and pushing in again.

She moans loudly, her right leg quivering, her knee bending as she grabs at the pillow below her head.

She looks up at Erik, desperate to see his reaction, he’s already grabbed a chair and has sat himself down, his cock free and bare in the grips of his hand, his eyes unblinking as he stares at his girlfriend getting fucked right in front of him.

“Oh, babe…” She moans before being interrupted by yet another deep stroking thrust from Brandon.

Her legs instinctively tense, trying to shut around Brandon, but his strong burly hands dig into her thighs, keeping her legs spread open, her entire body quivers with ecstasy at the force.

“Oh fuck you’re filling me up!” She groans towards Brandon now, who only grins with appreciation before burying himself inside her.

“FUck!” She moans, breathless and desperate.

She looks up at Erik again, sitting behind her, stroking, sweat on his brow, she moans for him, brow creasing as she stares at the utter delight and lust on her boyfriend's face.

Her eyes clench shut as Brandon starts to pick up the pace, losing slight control of her hands, all she can really do is hold onto the pillow, grunting as his abdomen slams into her pelvis, one of what she assumes will be many orgasms rocking her body.

She idly reaches out for Erik. Wanting him to join, assuming he would want to, expecting him to. She looks up as his hand doesn’t come, Brandon slamming into her again, her vision going spotty.

‘Look at her! She’s losing herself to cock! I’m just her cuck! I fucking love it!’

Erik is completely lost in his own world, his eyes fixed on where his girlfriend's body mixes with Brandon's.

She tries to reach out again, but her vision goes white, her fingers clenching in on themselves as she cums over Brandon’s thick cock meat again, her mind going blank as she squeals with sexual delight, even her toes curling in as she tenses up like a spring.

She looks at her boyfriend, refusing to move, refusing to join her, to claim her mouth, to give her a threesome.

“Does it feel good?” He asks?

“Ye-“

“Does it feel better than it does with me?!”

“-ES!!”

Her eyes go wide, the words she just said to him, rocks her body with another orgasm! She didn’t mean it like that! But the darkness… It pushed her over the edge, the realisation of what she said. But, he asked another question! The thrill she feels as his face contorts, leaning back in the chair, his cock exploding in his hand, almost sends her off the edge, her eyes snap from Erik up to Brandon, standing tall between her legs, sweating as his fingers sink into her thighs, her eyes snap to his lips.

But it’s just like it was with Sai, Vi has completely lost herself to pleasure, she wants to drag Erik to her, to ge him invovled, but the pleasure between her legs overwrites her senses, her hips moving with Brandon’s trying to take him deeper, trying to feel his cockhead press up even against her womb, the movement, the sounds, the squeezing from her multiple orgasms does eventually result in the stamina powerhouse of Brandon being unable to edge any longer, pulling out with a groan and landing spurt after spurt of jizz onto her abdomen, splashing onto the bottom of her breasts.

She looks up at Erik.

“You two good?” Brandon asks between breaths, ever the personal trainer, grabbing three water bottles from a slab next to his office desk.

Erik grins, giving him a thumbs up, taking the bottle, covering his crotch with a towel, Vi gratefully taking one and nodding, brain still scrambled.

But not scrambled enough to throw an accusatory look at Erik.

‘You lied.’

Erik is the only one who feels the chill.

Vi closes her eyes as she takes a sip from the water bottle.

She wanted to kiss again. Just a small part of her, for her self, and a little bit to punish Erik for not joining in and just watching.

She can’t deny though… It was overwhelmingly hot to have Erik just watch…. To say that to him…

Maybe… Erik doesn’t have to swing that much… Maybe… She should… Just… Focus on her own pleasure…

Authors note:

Heyo,

Just a heads up, I’m going to start rewriting some of the earlier chapters to have them flow into the story a little better!

I wasn’t planning on doing it like this but I genuinely despise those first person chapters, and I want them to be a better rep of the story since I think they just don’t read that well compared to now.

The actual length of the first chapters won’t change much — not much I can do there since so many of those chapters are just like… “I talk to he Heidi and then go to my dorm room and open the door….”

So, I’ll do what I can to make them maybe a little more interesting?

Thanks guys!

-AP