by Celia Aaron
“Fuck, she wants it so bad.”
I began pumping, my hips, pistoning back and forth into her tight, wet snatch. I couldn’t see her face, but I could hear wet, sloppy sounds. Jackson’s ass flexed and released, flexed and released as he plunged into her mouth. I bet her tongue was like silk against him.
I couldn’t focus on what Jackson was doing because the view of my hard cock shoving into her pink, wet pussy was enough to make me shoot my load. I picked up my pace, no longer bringing the tip almost all the way out. I pounded her, making her body shake. The smacking sound of skin on skin filled the small chamber as I put it to her hard, the way she deserved.
I reached down and thumbed her clit. Her hips answered, rolling up to meet my stroke before settling back down. I fucked her harder, demanding that she give in and admit she liked every bit of this. I thumbed her clit as I plunged in and out. She was tightening with me inside, clamping down on my cock like a smooth vise.
“I think this bitch is going to come for me.”
“Good. Because I’m about to come down her throat. Bitch has been deep-throating me. You should see her face. She’s fucking loving it.”
I licked her wetness off my thumb and went back to her sweet nub, stroking her until her hips had no choice but to react and ride on my cock. With my other hand, I reached around and spread her ass cheeks. Her hole was already wet, either from Jackson’s mouth or her own sweet juice. I didn’t care which. I sank my finger inside her, letting her pull it deeper as I worked her clit.
Her body jerked with each impact and I felt her constricting around me. She was about to come. I wanted to last through it and keep thrusting deeper and deeper, but her grip on my cock was too much. I came with a yell, spurting hot jets of cum deep inside her pussy. Jackson heard me and his ass stopped its motion as he came down her throat. He groaned to the ceiling as he gave one final thrust.
“Shit, she just swallowed all of me,” he said and climbed off.
His dick was already getting its second wind. Mine was too, coming back to life at the view laid out before us. Jessica took in gulps of air, her pussy glistening wet and a thin line of cum trailing down her chin.
“I have to get some of that mouth before we’re done here.”
“I want her tight ass,” Jackson said as we switched positions. “Turn her over.”
We lifted her and flipped her onto her belly. Jackson pulled her sideways, so her face and ass were both hanging off opposite ends of the table.
She looked up at me.
“Please,” she whispered.
I gripped her hair. “Please come in your mouth? Will do. Now open up, Jessica. Maybe you can write about all this in your next little exposé. Now that would be worth reading.”
She opened her mouth, her pink tongue ready to receive me.
“Fuck, her ass is ready.” Jackson nudged his cock into her as I put mine in her mouth.
“Fuck,” I said and gripped both sides of her head. “Her mouth is hot as fire.”
Jackson groaned and sank into her. She moaned low in her throat.
“Hear that?” Jackson asked.
“Sure did.” I grabbed her hands and pressed them on my ass. I pushed my head to the back of her throat and deeper. Jackson hadn’t been kidding about her abilities.
“She loves it.” He began pushing into her, which sent my cock deeper down her throat in a steady rhythm.
Jackson put both hands on her hips, leveraging himself into her as far as he could go. “I may as well give her something since she’s been so very cooperative.” Jackson licked his fingers and reached under her, stroking her as he fucked her tight little ass.
She moaned around my cock again and I took the opportunity to fuck her mouth just as hard as I’d done her pussy. Her tongue laved along the bottom of my shaft as I gave her every inch I had. She took it. Her blue eyes never left mine. Fuck, the look on her face was going to make me spend before we’d even gotten started.
I gave several short strokes, letting her silky tongue hit my head. I knew I was leaking pre-cum. She swallowed it all even as I surged further into her. Those eyes never left me. I felt her nails digging into me, pushing me into her mouth harder and harder.
I slowed my pace and let Jackson take over. His strong, steady strokes, the sound of his skin on hers, and the slurps she made sucking me was the hottest fucking thing I’d ever heard in my life.
“If you don’t ease off, I’m going to come again,” I said.
“I can’t stop. Her ass is too tight.” Jackson pumped faster.
She swallowed my head, lodging it inside her. My balls drew up tight against me, ready to spill. I gave one more final push, hitting the sweet spot in her throat before letting go and spurting inside her. I doused her with cum, letting it flow down her throat as I shouted. Jackson bounced off her ass a few more times and came with a loud bark, filling her ass just as I’d filled her pussy and her mouth.
I withdrew from her and let her head hang down. I zipped up. Jackson pulled out, too, before pulling his pants back up. She lay where we’d left her.
“What are you going to do with her now?” I asked, still perusing her body. I already wanted more.
Jackson rubbed a hand over his blonde stubble. “I was going to take her to lockup, but after that little performance she just gave, I have half a mind to keep her a while longer.”
“I’m with you. I’ll be hearing her sounds in my head for days.”
“Either way, she won’t be writing another word about you.”
A sound came from her, something altogether out of place in this situation. She was laughing.
“You’re going to pay me a fuck ton of money, is what you’re going to do.” Jessica stood and stretched leisurely, as if she’d just been awakened from a sweet nap.
Chapter Four
Jessica
What men didn’t understand, and what these two definitely didn’t, was that I liked it rough. Loved it, in fact. After all the times I'd masturbated to thoughts of these two, imagined their cocks embedded deep inside me, I didn’t think the real thing could be any better. I was wrong. I almost hated to drop the bomb on them about the blackmail. Almost.
I’d known about their little arrangement for months. Did they think they were the only ones who knew how to plant bugs and other listening devices? I’d anticipated their “trap” since the moment they set it in motion.
I turned toward the door, where my purse lay. “You see that bag over there, boys?”
Alexi approached me and gripped my hair hard. His eyes flickered down to my mouth. He still wanted me. “What of it?”
“It’s recorded the entirety of these goings on, including your confessions of working together in multiple criminal enterprises.”
Jackson made a move toward it.
I made a tsk noise and pulled against Alexi’s grip to lick his lips. He growled at me.
“Silly boys. Destroying it won’t help. It’s already been digitally uploaded to a server somewhere far, far away. And if you don’t release me, it’ll go to my editor first thing in the morning.”
Jackson dug through my bag and found the recorder along with the cell phone attached to it. He slammed them against the wall, shattering the tech to bits.
“Y-you set us up?” Alexi’s voice quaked with anger.
I smiled. “Oh, look who isn’t as stupid as he seems.” I grazed his lips again with my tongue.
“Print is dying, boys.” I slid back onto the table, Alexi’s grip falling from my hair as he realized how well I had him trapped. “I couldn’t be a starving journalist forever. I have much greater ambitions. And an infusion of your cash, Alexi, is just what I need to get started. I know every cent you’ve ever stolen. My stories about you haven’t even scratched the surface. You know that. This way, you’re safe, I’m out of your hair, and I have exactly what I want.”
Alexi crossed his arms over his broad chest. “How much?”
I crossed my legs. His eyes went t
o my pussy. It was still wet, still wanting.
“$25 million, wired to my account.”
Alexi laughed. “Impossible.”
I pouted. “Entirely possible, and far less than a tenth of your net worth. I could have asked for more, you know. Raping poor innocent me on video and admitting to working with the police to commit your crimes? I should raise my demand just to be a bitch.”
Jackson and Alexi exchanged a look.
“But.” I stroked down Alexi’s front, feeling his muscles bunch beneath his shirt. “Money isn’t all I’m after.”
“More, Jessica?” A fire lit in his eyes.
“More. I expect both of you to be at my house one week from tonight. I’ll leave town after that. But before I go, I want another taste.” I looked at Jackson over my shoulder. “Of both of you.”
I turned back to Alexi and saw his cock bulging in his pants. I wanted another taste of it right then and there, but I had to wait. This deal needed to be done, the money had to be transferred, and then I could indulge in my fantasies one more time before I left the country.
“Now give me your shirt, Mr. Karasov. I need to get home and clean up before I go to bed and masturbate thinking about the two of you.”
Alexi’s dark eyes opened wider.
“Watch the video if you don’t believe me. I know you have my house wired. Shirt.” I held my hand out.
He obeyed, yanking his black t-shirt over his head and giving it me. “Good boy. Now, Jackson, drive me back to my car.”
Chapter Five
Alexi
I was obsessed before. Now, Jessica was all I could think about. I’d wired the money to her account and then began counting the days until Jackson and I were supposed to show up at her house.
I watched her on the live feeds. She spoke to us, now, telling us what we were doing to her as she touched herself. She moaned my name, Jackson’s name. She teased us every day, every night. I’d fucked her in my mind every which way possible as I stroked myself. Just hearing her cries and remembering how she’d played us that night at the warehouse set me on fire.
When the time came to show up at her house, I was ready to explode, to give her every bit of what she deserved and have her screaming my name.
Jackson rang the doorbell. I looked around. Jessica lived in a small cottage on the outskirts of town. Her neighbors were a good enough distance away that I didn’t worry about being seen. It wouldn’t have stopped me anyway. I’d lost sleep thinking about filling her with my cock. Nothing could have kept me from her.
She came to the door wearing nothing. She’d waxed her pussy. It was totally bare, the red curls gone. My cock roared to life even more in my pants. Her nipples were hard, pink pearls atop her alabaster tits. I wanted to fuck them and lash them with my cum.
“Come on in, boys.” She stepped back and walked off toward the back of the house. Her hips swayed; her lush ass begging to be fucked.
Jackson and I followed. We’d tried for days to come up with some plan to turn the tables on her. There was none. She’d thought through the details – the video evidence was enough to put us away for life.
She sat on her bed and lay back before snaking her hand down to her pussy and playing with her clit.
“Now you both know what I like.” She made a high-pitched grunt as she flicked herself. “And I know you’re angry with me about this little arrangement.” Another squeal.
It was all I could do not to fall on her and eat her pussy.
“So, I’m going to let you both do whatever you want. Fuck me as hard as you like. I want it.”
Jackson needed no more urging. He stripped off his uniform, whipping his shirt and his pants to the floor. I pulled my shirt over my head and pushed my jeans down. I was so hard it hurt. Seeing her laid out like this, ready for me and Jackson, was what I’d been waiting for.
“And one more thing.” She sank a finger inside her pussy and drew it out, wet and glistening. “Make it rough, like last time.”
I crawled on top of her and wrenched her wandering hand away from her pussy. I licked her cream from her fingertips before pinning both hands over her head. I kissed her hard, sweeping my tongue into her mouth, bruising her lips.
Jackson was behind me, spreading her legs. She moaned when he buried his face in her pussy. The sound made my cock leak. I let her mouth and wrists go and knee-walked up her body until I could position my shaft between her tits.
“Push your tits together. I’m going to fuck them and come all over your face.”
She did as she was told, making a sweet pocket for me to fuck. I licked my hand and smoothed it over my cock before I slid it in. She pinched her nipples as I started a rhythm, my aching cock so sensitive to the touch of her tender flesh. She held my eyes with her blue gaze as I fucked her tits. Her moans grew louder as Jackson kept working her.
“Pinch them harder,” I told her.
She obliged, twisting her nipples as I watched. When she moaned and came against Jackson’s mouth, the pressure built too quickly in my shaft to stop. I lifted a knee and shot my load into her face, coating her mouth with my hot spend. Her tongue darted out and caught the spray, licking it from her lips. The sounds she made. Jesus. She was the fucking sexiest thing I’d ever seen.
“I want in this pussy right now,” Jackson said.
I looked back. He was standing, stroking his cock, watching us.
“Fine, I want to try her ass.”
“Please,” she whined.
Jackson lay down on his back. She eagerly climbed on top of him, positioning her pussy over him before sinking down onto his shaft.
I climbed up behind her and spread her ass cheeks. I reached between us and stroked the flesh around Jackson’s cock before pulling the wetness back up to her tight asshole.
She shivered beneath me and raised up on her hands. Jackson leaned forward and captured her nipple in his mouth. She rocked down onto his cock as I slipped my head inside her. She was so tight, like a fist had me in its grip. I eased further in until her ass had eaten me up. I began working with Jackson, keeping cock in her one way or another as we moved in and out. She sat up and turned her head toward me. I claimed her mouth, tasting myself on her. I reached around and palmed one tit while Jackson sucked the other.
She bounced between us, impaled on either side. She moaned as we moved faster, the three of us in a grinding tangle. I yanked her hair, making her moan into my mouth, and squeezed her nipple between my thumb and forefinger.
“Oh, yes,” she breathed.
The pressure on my shaft was intense as she sucked me in as far as I could go. My balls slapped against her ass with each stroke. Her pussy was so slippery that Jackson made wet noises as he slid in and out. I wished I could taste her right then, but my cock told me to stay right the fuck where I was.
I pulled her head back and sucked her neck, nibbling and biting at the skin over her jugular before moving down to her shoulder. Her moans shot out from her as we moved faster in and out of her lush body.
“Harder!”
I was more than happy to oblige, pulling back and slamming forward as Jackson lifted his hips up and down, ramming her from beneath.
“That’s it,” she said.
With each thrust, my cock pulsed, perilously close to release. I reached down with my free hand stroked her clit, making her buck wildly. The movement of her hips ended it for me, sending my cum squirting inside her ass as I yelled and bit down on her shoulder.
“Oh, I can feel it!” she cried.
I felt her ass begin to tighten, milking my cock. She screamed to the ceiling as Jackson gave three more hard strokes up into her and stiffened, coming into her as she constricted both of us. I gave her a few more pumps, my sight clouding from the sheer pleasure of my release.
She fell forward onto Jackson and I leaned on her back, my cock still lodged in her tight ass.
After a few moments, she said, “When you fuck me like that, it makes it hard for me to let you boys go
.”
She was a scheming bitch for doing what she did, but keeping enemies close was a tenet in my line of work. I didn’t want to let her out of my bed, and definitely not out of my sight.
“You could stay,” I said and kissed her back.
“What, with you?”
“With both of us.” Jackson said. “You can stay at Alexi’s compound. As you know, I’m there quite a bit.”
“So, you want me to stay in Alexi’s compound and be your fuck bunny?” There was a smile in her voice.
“Fuck yes,” Jackson and I said in unison.
She moved her hips slightly, bringing my dick back to life in her ass. “I’d still keep my money.”
“Fine.”
“And the video, for insurance.”
“Keep whatever you want. Just don’t stop fucking us,” I said and thrust into her.
“Mmmm, you drive a hard bargain, fellas.” She reached back and dug her nails into my ass, spurring me into her.
“Stay,” Jackson said and claimed her lips as he began moving beneath us.
I rode her harder, making the skin on skin sounds return to the small bedroom.
“If you two promise to fuck me like this whenever I want, and I get to keep the money, then we have an agreement.”
“Done.” I said. “Now come for me and let’s seal the deal.”
Forced by the Professor
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter One
Professor Stevens
She was late. Again. I ground my teeth and continued the lecture.
“Mr. Drake, tell me what level of scrutiny applies to fundamental rights?”
The student popped his mousy brown mop up from behind his laptop. “Um, I think—”
“You aren’t here to think Mr. Drake. You’re here to learn. You’re failing miserably at both, in any case.” I made a show of striking through his name on my list of class participation grades.
