by Ally Miller
“Look at that tight asshole. It’s begging to be taken,” I exhaled. I couldn't wait to fuck her here with my semen spurting.
Her tight pink asshole was beautiful and waiting to be pounded by my engorged cock. The sight of her made me want to lose control.
I couldn't wait anymore and I pushed a finger inside and she tensed at the foreign invasion.
“Get used to it,” I ordered when she squirmed out of my reach. Jack held her firmly in place.
She tried to twist away. “I can't take both of you,” she protested and pleaded.
“You will take both of us,” Jack punched out. “That asshole and this cunt will be fucked until you can’t walk. Until you are sore. You will be filled until our semen leaks out of those two holes. Got it?”
“Make that pussy cunt cum for us. She needs to know she came while the two of us held her down and used her body like a slut.”
The dirty words turned her more when she, ever so slightly, pushed back against my finger to take more in her tiny asshole. She whimpered at the crude words. Our little slut was enjoying this.
Thank fuck, I thought.
I used my fingers to massage her tight little asshole, loosening the walls, preparing her. I lined my cock against her asshole and slowly entered her, not wanting to hurt her.
She clenched and cried out when I pushed past the initial resistance. She had stopped moving and Jack took over, grabbing her hips and thrusting her up and down on his cock.
I could barely control myself from ramming into her. It too everything in me to go slowly. The thought of causing her pain would crush me. Anal wasn't something to joke around for a virgin.
Jack and I established a rhythm. He pulled out and I thrusted. The pulls and thrust moving in a synchronized motion, like a dirty, filthy dance of pure animalistic rutting.
Our groan and her moans filled the room. The office was soundproofed cause there was no way we could be quiet, even if we wanted to.
Once Olivia got used to the sensations of two cocks filling her, plundering her, she threw her head back and moved with us, giving as good as she got.
“I’m not going to last long. She’s soaking wet and gripping my cock with her tight sheath. Goddamn it,” Jack warned.
“I’m right behind you, Jack,” I gave him the signal. I pumped into her a few more times before shouting my release.
With the right twist from Jack, she came all over his cock, and I came in her back entrance, my semen leaking.
We were panting from the exertion of pleasuring her tight little body. I pulled out and went to the bathroom to grab a paper towel and wipe her clean.
After tending to her, we lay across the floor.
The silence was broken by her whispered awe. “That was… that was wow.”
She lay there satiated, her body rocking with multiple orgasms.
I chuckled.
Chapter 7
Olivia
Oh my God.
My body was limp and boneless from the multiple orgasms. The smell of sex permeated the air. Every part of me has come on fire and alive. Glancing up at both men, they stared down at me, their cocks straining, again, for attention. Their faces were hard and predatory.
They consumed me.
That was hot, sweaty and exhausting. Pleasuring these two men was thrilling and powerful. They wanted me. Being the object of their desire, their common, determined goal was to pleasure me as multiple orgasms rocketed through my body. And that was a powerful, addicting high.
They fucked me dirty and raw, and I never imagined that I would enjoy two cocks pounding into me.
I did enjoy it. Immensely.
It was a glorious, satiating feeling of contentment and pleasure.
I was laid across the office floor and cuddled between the two men. Reese spooned me while Jack tangled his legs around me.
I still felt their cum drain out of me, coating my thighs. They came so hard, I thought sleepily.
“Fuck, I want to be in her cunt,” Reese gritted out, staring at the semen leaking from me. “I’m not even close to done with her body.”
“She’s so tight and sore,” Jack warned.
“Fuck,” Reese said painfully.
I don't know what came over me but with Reese spooning me from behind me, I slid my legs, sideways, on top of his outer legs. I reached down behind me and grabbed his cock and pushed the tip inside me.
“Take over,” I said.
I was lethargic and didn’t have the energy to move but Reese took over. I was still soaked so he slid in easily and start thrusting slowly, my pussy gripping his cock, fucking me sideways.
Reese was thicker than Jack so my pussy clenched around him, sore. But it was a beautiful pain.
Reese laughed, “She still needs to be fucked. Her sexual appetite almost matches ours.”
Jack grinned and started sucking my nipples.
“I would hope so. That baby isn't going to make itself,” I retorted, clutching Jack’s hair.
Those words had the desired effect, I thought an hour later, bone-deep tired and relaxed.
Chapter 8
Olivia
Jack spoke from across the room. “Olivia, check your inbox. I sent you a copy of Thorn’s financial statements. See if everything checks out before we take him on as a client.”
I saluted him, mockingly. “On it, boss.”
Jack’s eyes heated and flickered down to my cleavage from across the room. Reese leaned back in his chair and propped up his feet on the desk, crossing them.
“Keep that attitude up and you will soon find yourself bent over this desk,” Reese promised.
“Promises, promises,” I retorted.
“You’re lucky we have work to do,” Jack grumbled.
After that day in the office, my position and role at Black Hawk changed. My desk had been shifted inside Jack and Reese’s office. I was promoted to be their accountant rather than their secretary.
I didn’t get that promotion for spreading my legs two month ago but for helping them acquire and collect proof for their previous manager’s embezzlement, my accountant degree coming in handy. I was able to follow the money trail and link it back to the manager.
The reason I was in their office was, well, so they could spread my legs whenever they chose to.
And they chose to, a lot, I grinned devilishly. Sometimes together and sometimes just one of them would fuck me mercilessly. But, fucked, I did get a lot.
There were rumors spreading like wildfire around the office. No one else had a town car or got promoted that quickly. Everyone jump to the obvious conclusion that I was sleeping my way to the top. I was at the other end of dirty looks.
I didn’t let it try to affect me but it did. I wanted to be liked. I wanted to make friends. I didn’t want to alienate myself.
I was biting the tip of my pen when the pen was chucked from my hand.
I glanced up to see Reese standing there, leaning his delicious ass against my desk. “What happened?”
I didn’t want to tell them because in the short time we've been together, I knew what they would do. They would go on a firing spree for giving me dirty looks and being antagonistic. I didn’t want that.
“Nothing,” I said, resuming my work.
My chin was tipped up and Reese stared silently, waiting.
Asshat, I thought affectionally. That didn’t work on me anymore. Not to say it didn’t work on me for the first month. But I had to gain immunity if I ever wanted work done around the office.
But, lately, I grew confused. We only had sex in the office. Outside of our professional lives, we went on one date. Only one.
Deep unease and insecurity rose inside me. I felt like they were growing bored of me and that thought didn’t sit well with me.
Stop jumping to conclusions, I shook my head at myself.
Jack stepped behind my chair and massaged my neck and shoulders.
“Ah, that feels good,” I moaned.
“Stop
, Olivia,” Reese warned adjusting himself. “We won’t be able to get anything done if you keep making those sexy moans.”
“Quit distracting us and tell us what happened, Olivia,” Jack demanded. Jack loved to order me around. It gave perverse pleasure watching me do his bidding. But he was the one who pampered me the most while Reese protected me.
I sighed, “Everyone in the office is talking.”
“About?” Reese was confused. They didn’t know any of the rumor circulating the office.
I pointedly looked behind me at Jack’s hands massaging me and the desk that was conveniently placed in their office.
The implication wasn't hard to grasp and my men didn’t become billionaires by being stupid.
Jack came in front of me as understanding dawned in his eyes. Reese stood there, rigidly, his hands curled into fists.
“They think I’m cheating on both of you with the other.”
“I’m going to fire them,” Reese threatened.
Jack gazed at me and studied me. “Don’t,” he ordered Reese.
“What the fuck? Why not?” Reese seethed.
“Olivia doesn't want that.”
I glanced at him thankfully. “If you fire them, I would be alienated and no one would want to be friends with me because I would tattle to the bosses’. I don't want a knight in shining armor.”
That answer didn’t please them. “Well, I just can’t sit here and do nothing.”
“Maybe, we should take a break and I could move back to my old desk…” I was cut off with a vehement ‘no’.
“Are you not happy?” Jack questioned.
“I am…but…”
“But, what?” Reese asked impatiently.
“We never do anything outside of the office,” I burned out, my insecurities brimming to the surface. I wanted more.
They both stared for a moment before laughing.
I glared at them.
“I told you, Jack. Our Olivia is just like us. Greedy and wanting,” Reese said, chuckling.
Jack contained his laughter and answered my silent question. “Sweetheart, we didn’t want to come on too strong. We, well I,” —he amended— “wanted to give you time to adjust with having both of us in your lives.”
“Permanently.” Reese added.
I stared at them in shock. “Really?” I whispered.
Reese leaned over and kissed me. “Really, really.”
“Why me?”
“Why not you?” Jack countered, lifting me from my chair and wrapping me in one of his bear hug.
“You’re sexy, smart, passionate, and make us want to do dirty things and protect you. All at the same time. That is an odd conundrum,” Reese said softly.
I was taken back by the onslaught of feelings in my heart. Jack trailed kisses down my neck, leaving goosebumps in its wake.
Having these two men pleasure me never got old.
I tilted my neck to give Jack better access and ran my fingers through Reese’s hair, pulling him closer. They took the signal. No matter how much I kept them on their toes and was sassy with them, I was submissive. I loved when they took control away from me.
All I had to was immerse myself in the pleasure while they did everything.
Chapter 9
Jack
After close to two months, we were never satisfied when it came to Olivia. Each time always felt like the first time.
I pulled my mouth away from her and turned to look at Reese, whose normally calm composure disappeared. He’s staring down at Olivia like a wild animal waiting to breed his mate.
Olivia chose to quiet her moans. But I wanted to hear her cries ring through the room. I knew that wouldn't happen with what she told us about the office’s rumor mill.
The thought darkened my mood. Later, I thought as I continued to trail kisses on her neck. Her neck was one of her most erogenous zones, it turned her on quick.
Reese grabbed her lifted her in a fireman’s hold and I followed. He had the same thought. She wasn’t going to let loose in here.
We had a private elevator installed which opened directly into the ground parking. We were taking her to our shared penthouse across the city.
Reese wanted to move her in with us immediately, but I told him to wait. I wanted to coax her slowly and not run her off. But that wasn’t the way to go with how she thought she was just another fuck to us.
She was so much more than a fuck, I thought, as Reese maneuvered her in his low-slung, sleek matte black Lamborghini. I sat with her in the back, nuzzling her and patting her through the clothes.
“I can’t wait,” Olivia pleaded, her mouth open as the sensations kept building up.
Her moans filled the car. I lifted the hem of her skirt and spread her knees wide. She stopped wearing panties when we started ripping them. Her pussy was on display and, fuck, was that view hot. Her skirt scrunched up, her knees splayed, and her fuck-me-heels still on.
“Don’t let her cum,” Reese warned as he glanced in the rearview mirror at her soaked cunt. He let out a harsh breath and his feet went slightly heavy on the gas pedal.
“I’ll try, but it’s going to be fucking hard,” I groaned when my finger entered her. She was soaked before my finger even entered her. Her juices were leaking on to the leather seat and Olivia tried to scoot up to pull her skirt down so as to not stain the leather.
Reese was waiting at the red light when he pushed his hand back and stopped her. “Don’t,” he commanded. He fingered her, roughly and quickly, pumping faster and faster.
“I’m almost there!” she exclaimed.
The rude honks pulled Reese out of his lust induced haze and he turned back around and speeded the fuck home. “Fuck.” He inhaled her musky scent and tasted her freshness.
“We’ll get to that. We have all night,” I grinned.
Reese
I pulled into the parking lot of our penthouse and dragged Olivia up. I couldn't wait a second longer. I had to be inside her, fucking her.
Jack held the elevator for us and we rode upstairs. This would be the first time Olivia would be in our penthouse and she was going to stay here forever.
We waited too long and moved too slow. I wanted to move her after that first time, but Jack held me back.
There was no holding back.
Come morning, her stuff would be adorning our closet and our lives.
But with what she said this afternoon of her office, I realized taking up her time wasn't working. People started to gossip and fucking with her head. It was hard to stand by the sidelines and watch her get hurt.
We entered the penthouse and I glanced around, critically.
We were two bachelors and I didn’t want her to think we were slobs. The huge TV took up one wall and suede, grey sofa placed in front. The kitchen and the living room was one big open space. Modern, sleek appliances with granite countertops, the kitchen was the best part.
“We don’t t have time for the house tour,” I said as I pushed Olivia into the master bedroom and onto the California bed. It was humongous and perfect for us.
Jack lifted her and through her on the bed and she giggled.
“I love your house,” she said, dreamily.
“Good, it’s also yours now,” I said as I undressed.
Her eyes widened and she looked between the two of us. “W—what? Are you serious?”
“Babe, I don’t joke about having you here. You’re moving in,” Jack ordered in a voice that brooked no argument.
“You got two seconds to be naked or I’m ripping everything,” I threatened. That got her out of her thoughts. She hated having to replace her clothes, which made us want to do it more.
I took my belt out of the belt loops and Jack, silently, did the same. Once we were undressed we both went to the side of the bed and grabbed each of arms and tied it to the bedpost with our belts.
She stared at us, silently. She tested the bonding by pulling. She couldn’t get out.
I stood at the foot of
the bed and questioned Jack, “Gag or no gag?”
“No gag. I want to hear her scream.”
I stretched her closed legs wide and open to our view. I placed my knee on the bed and kissed her, hard and fast while tweaking her nipples.
Jack sat behind her and placed her head on his chest and stroking his cock.
A red flush bloomed across her tits. I couldn't resist a taste of them. I, roughly, latched on to one, biting down on the stiff peaks. Her body was so immersed in pleasure that she started begging for release.
I straddled her around her waist and pushed her breasts together and my cock filled the glorious valley. I thrusted into her breasts. I pinched her nipples and grunted.
Her arms strained against the bindings as she writhed in pleasure. Her screams bounced off the walls when she convulsed around me from her orgasms.
Precum coated Jack’s cock and he jerked his hand faster and faster till he came all over her tits. His white seed coated her nipples and stomach.
“You want a taste before we take her, or you just want to get inside her now?” Jack asked.
Jack pulled her hair and kissed her upside down, biting and tugging her lips, swallowing her screams.
“What will it be?” I wondered out aloud. Her writhing body was too much temptation rolled into one.
I reached down and pulled up cock near her entrance. She looked up and bit her lip, waiting. She was sweating and breathing hard. She’s exactly how we wanted her—exhausted with pleasure and impatient.
“Fuck me,” she panted.
I sank into and buried myself to the hilt and her head dropped back. With her mouth open, Jack slid his cock into her mouth and thrusted, matching my motions.
My breath catches as I hold my cock, not moving inside her yet, letting the sensations flow through me.
“Ah,” she moaned, her mouth filled and her cunt fucked.
“I’m cumming,” Jack choked. “Swallow me,” he ordered when she tried to move her head away. Her eyes shone and she took up the challenge.
