Jake’s thick cock pushed through my insides in the most delicious ways, creating a quick build-up in me that led to another violent climax.
“Oh fuck! So tight!” His thrusts became more forceful, continuing through my orgasm, and I wasn’t able to think anymore when my pleasure doubled.
I was grateful that Logan’s mouth was still covering mine since I became pretty loud. My body shuddered and twisted, everything in me filling with ecstasy that I hadn’t even been able to imagine before.
“You feel so good, Madeline. You’re going to make me cum...” His grunts became louder, and I could feel he was getting closer to his release. Several thrusts later, he let out a moan of pure pleasure, becoming still as his ejaculated inside of me. “Damn.” He shook his head, looking at me like he couldn’t believe how good it was.
“Now, it’s my turn,” Logan said. He went around the table and sat on one of the chairs. “Come here and ride me,” he ordered me, putting a condom on his raging hard-on.
My pussy throbbed as Jake slid out of me, far away from being satiated. I straddled Logan and took his dick into my hand, stroking it a few times before I impaled myself onto him, taking him completely at once. I grabbed his shoulders and started my quick tempo.
His hands cupped my ass and urged me to move even faster. “That’s it. Ride me fast, sweetheart.” He groaned and pressed me harder against him. “So perfect and so wet.”
“Fuck. You look too good on him, honey,” Jake said. He’d taken his condom off and was now watching Logan and me from the chair next to us. I trembled under his heated stare, enjoying his eyes on me as I fucked his friend. “That’s it. Fuck him hard.”
Logan’s balls tightened, and I could feel that he would come soon, but before it could happen, he pushed me off his lap. Turning me around, he forced me to support myself against the table as he came right behind me. Jake stroked his already fully erect cock as he followed our every single move with unblinking eyes.
“Such a sexy ass. I want to fuck it so badly.” Logan’s words created a new wave of ecstasy, along with his fingers on my ass cheeks, and for the first time ever I imagined someone penetrating me there. “Have you ever had anal sex, Madeline?”
“No.”
He caressed my backside slowly, taking his time as he rubbed himself against my core. “Would you like to try it one day?”
If anyone had asked me this before, I wouldn’t be able to respond with certainty, but when it came to Logan and Jake, the answer was clear.
“Yes. I would like that.” I flushed, returning Jake’s penetrating stare as Logan pushed slowly inside.
“Damn, honey. If that’s what you want, that’s what you’re going to get,” Jake said, coming closer to us.
My juices trickled down my legs, spurting out as Logan and I clashed against each other. Logan pressed his hand against my mouth so I wouldn’t scream, and pulled me flush against him, pushing inside at an angle that provided him better penetration. I couldn’t stop moving frantically, his thrusts making me high on pleasure.
“Make her come, man. Make her explode,” Jake growled, stopping right next to me.
I moaned and pulled him in for a bruising kiss, everything tightening in me as I neared another climax. As if Logan sensed it, he brought his hand to my pussy and began rubbing my clit.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Come. Give me your juices,” Logan coaxed me.
Jake’s tongue slid over mine roughly, his hand firm on my breast, as Logan pumped me harder. I was almost there, shuddering from the intensity, and I held onto the table like my life depended on it. Another ruthless thrust later, and I was coming all over Logan’s dick, triggering his own release.
He called my name at the peak of his climax, his hands holding me tightly, but I could barely hear his sweet nothings in my ear as my blood hummed in my ears.
“Fuck! That’s one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen,” Jake muttered, watching me in awe.
I was well spent, but Jake decided to take me one more time. He sheathed himself with a condom and made me kneel on the top of the table. Pressing my upper body against the table, he slammed into me, and just like that—my body begged for more despite all the pleasure it had already received. It was like I didn’t have any control when I was with them whatsoever.
“What have you done to us, girl?” Jake asked as he rammed into me. “I’m already addicted to you.”
“I feel the same... Ah!” I fisted my hands and bit into my forearm, hoping I wasn’t too loud. We had privacy here, but one could never be too sure. “Please, don’t stop. Harder.”
He chuckled. “Oh you want harder? So hungry for this?” His hands held my hips in place as he increased his speed, and I grew wetter. Logan held my upper body in place, completely restraining me.
“You’re so wet, Madeline. You have no idea what you’re doing to me.”
My mound was hypersensitive now, so I felt the friction of our sexes much stronger than usual. This was hands down the best sex I’d ever experienced in my life, and I’d already lost count of all the orgasms they had given me.
Jake surprised me when he pulled out of me and pressed his mouth against my clit. “Jake! Oh... Yes. You’ll make me come.”
Jake sucked me faster, devouring me like he’d been starving, and I couldn’t stand it anymore... “Jake!” I cried out and came hard, the force of my orgasm draining out the last ounce of my energy. My legs were convulsing hard now, my limbs turning heavy as lead.
“So fucking tasty and sexy.” He removed the condom and jerked himself, holding my ass as he led himself to his orgasm. “I want to cum on your ass. I want to cover it.”
“Yes, please, cover me with your cum, Jake.”
“Jesus,” Logan muttered above me.
Jake’s grunts filled the air when the first jet of his hot seed ended on my left ass cheek, followed by a few more spurts that ended on my right ass cheek and lower back.
“Fuck!” He stilled and held onto me, his heavy breathing matching mine. “You’re amazing, beautiful.”
I was barely able to get back to my feet. “You two are so good to me.”
Logan groaned. “Too bad we don’t have much time left. I would love to take my time with you.”
They helped me clean myself and fixed the plates on the table, amused with the mess we’d made.
“Do you think the waiter will say anything?” I asked, suddenly too embarrassed about what transpired here. I couldn’t imagine even in my wildest dreams I would be this daring. They made me lose all my reason.
They smiled. “I don’t particularly care about that,” Jake said. “Do you?” he asked Logan.
“Nope. Not at all.” He approached me and kissed my lips gently, which was a complete contrast to the way he made love to me. “I would gladly do it again.” His eyes held such passion in them that I was left speechless for a couple of seconds.
My body warmed at the prospect of sleeping with them again. I would love that. Now that I had them, my lust just got stronger, and there was no way for me to douse its flames.
Eight: Logan
I have been ruined for the rest of my life.
Sex with Madeline could ruin any man. Especially getting to watch her. That’s what was so exciting about sharing a woman. Watching her take the same pleasure from someone else, and seeing how it affected them. And she was so fucking beautiful doing it. Her blush spread everywhere, her body flush and pussy so perfectly pink drove me mad. How had someone not claimed her already? Never mind that. We had her now. The look she gave us…she wanted more. And we were ready to give it.
I knew even when I had my fingers buried in her at lunch that it would drive me crazy. I nearly exploded from the pleasure. I had enough trouble keeping my thoughts at bay the past few days. Now lying in bed, all I could do was think about her.
I was supposed to go in for my office hours but I couldn’t imagine paying any attention to the students now. I got dressed in khakis and a dress shirt,
then headed out the door. Sometimes the strict confines of a suit were too much.
“Uh, Mr. Moyer; are you listening?”
I came back to the voice in my office. A young woman, one of the international students from Nigeria stared at me with a hard face and her thick glasses.
“Yes, I am. Sorry.”
I gave her my undivided attention as best I could and then listened to the rest of the students for the next hour. I even went over to make sure I saw everyone because I felt bad that they had waited. Some of them made stuff up just to see me, but most had genuine concerns that they needed my help with, so I couldn’t turn them away.
I had a meeting with Jake to go over the new contract and was a half hour late. But he didn’t seem to care. I sat in his office as he poured a scotch for us both.
“I think this could make us a lot of money.” He was talking about Madeline’s start up.
Being principal investors gave us a lot of head way, but we weren’t going to cheat her out of any of it. She could make a lot of the decisions, but the contract would state that we had final say. She was so business savvy though, I couldn’t imagine not agreeing with what ever she would have to say.
“Yeah, if we do it right.” I said. He arched a brow and handed me the glass. I would need about three of these.
“I think Madeline can make anything seem right.” Jake shot me a look. We were both thinking of yesterday afternoon. It had been crazy. Hot, erotic, and insane.
“What time frame did you put on that contract?” I asked him. He usually drew up all the agreements. He had a way with the lawyers and words that went over my head sometimes.
Just last year, a company we invested in tried to come after us for breach of contract and Jake shot them down before they could even call a lawyer. So I started leaving everything to him.
“Fifteen weeks.” He replied, sipping his drink.
He leaned against his desk. He had gone casual today too, though it was Saturday after all. I was the only professor that opened their office on weekends, hence the long line.
“Do you think she’ll stay?” I asked the looming question.
“Fuck, I don’t know. Yesterday was fucking amazing, but I doubt she is falling head over heels for us. At the end of the day, she is in college. She is young, probably just wanting to experiment.” I never took him to be the realist in this situation.
“Well, it was one hell of an experiment if that’s the case.” I shook my head. I traced the brim of the glass as I thought.
“Let’s just go over this contract, and then figure out how we’ll present it to her.”
“I don’t think that will be a problem. She can be professional when she needs to be.”
It was probably what drew me to her most. She was very intelligent and serious about her future, and eager to learn from us. Of course I would teach her as long as she wanted me to.
“What if this comes back to bite us? I mean, she could take this company international once this is up.” Jake said.
“Yeah, but we still have a hefty amount of shares. That’s why I think it’s important to…get on her good side.”
“I think we are already on all of her good sides, man.” He arched a brow and I chuckled at the thought.
I don’t think I could ever stop thinking about her that way.
“You never know. Let’s just look this over.”
We spent the next hour going over the contract. We were sure not to leave any stones unturned, as always. We didn’t want any complications ensuing, or any lawsuits. I was still worried about being a professor and sleeping with a student. Bottom line was she wasn’t my student, and it was never a rule. Just frowned upon for the reputations of everyone involved. It could taint me, but I would find my way out of it. But it would destroy her.
These people in the business world, they are sharks. And they look for the easiest way to draw blood.
Somehow I had to make sure, they wouldn’t touch her.
Nine: Madeline
Senior principles of business is the last nail in the coffin to being a business major. And I hate it.
The entire class is a collection of soul wrenching group projects. No one wants to do any of the work, they are all too busy partying to keep up with anything. I was lucky two people dropped the course and it left us with an uneven number, so I got to work alone.
Sure, I could have split work with a group of two other people but I would probably just end up doing it myself. So I am. I didn’t mind it though, since there is a part of me that likes to be in control. Luckily, I doubled the final as the same proposal I gave to Jake and Logan. Speaking of…
I was slumped in the seat because my back and thighs were sore. Even my abs, as I had done a full body workout. I might as well have.
There was a time when I would have freaked if I even thought of the possibility of what I did last night. I lived a boring life. I went through the awkward phase in high school, of fondling and wading through relationships in school. I had two boyfriends in high school. The first was my sophomore year and he was my first kiss, and first date. He was sweet, and nice but there was nothing there. I went out with him because everyone in my friend group had someone, and he asked me out. There was no real reason to turn him down. He was ‘high-school’ cute, I imagine he looks much better now. But then homecoming came about and we went together, but I realized there was nothing tying me to him. I think we lasted seven months though, but not through the summer.
Then senior year came and I dated a starting linebacker for the football team. It didn’t seem that important, but in Texas, it was. Which is where I grew up. But he was muscular and hard and he made my heart flutter. I kept telling myself I was in love with him. After three months of dating, I lost my virginity to him and made the mistake of telling him I loved him. He dumped me a week later.
That was it until now. I wouldn’t call Jake or Logan my boyfriend, but the way they took me in their bedroom made me feel like I belonged to them.
At first, I could barely remember it, when I first got home. Being in the restaurant, squished between their thighs as Jake held me in place, and Logan masterfully played me with his fingers wasn’t far back in my head. But I was near climax, in a public place, and it scared and thrilled me all at the same time. I deftly recall finishing lunch, which I barely ate because my stomach was in severe knots, and then climbing into their limo.
Sitting in class my thighs rubbed together and the lecturer drowned out in the back of my head. I could still feel the flutter of my heart as Jake carried me into the bedroom. They took turns undressing me, each turn was equal and left fire in its wake. I noticed how different their touch was. Jake would grab me as he peeled my skirt off, Logan would trail his fingertips over me like he was tracing every inch of me; my breasts, and my thighs as he slid my panties off. Each touch was so different but I liked both.
It went on for hours, and I could barely believe it. If I wasn’t in class I think I would be getting myself off to the memory. The food, their tongues, their cocks…
Nothing compares to the feel of them. Logan was thick and long enough to take me from behind. Jake was hung enough he could reach my very core and it wouldn’t split me in half because his girth wasn’t too wide. My sex adapted to them both in the weirdest yet most amazing of ways. When one would leave me I was ready for the other.
We were a sweaty mess of three people in the throes of passion for hours on hours. I craved it. At first it was lost to me, that I could be shared by two men. I couldn’t say I had a strong set of morals or anything, but it was still such a different feeling. Sarai would lose it, I hadn’t gotten a chance to talk to her yet.
I was wrapped up in the two of them, but still didn’t know where I stood. I mean, I do work for them and I am trying to make a name for myself in the business world with their help and money. I had to stay focused, and I still have three weeks of school left.
But a night like that is bound to stick with me, even now.
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“Please keep working on your projects. I will see you all next time.”
Finally he concluded the lecture. Mr. Samme was a nice guy, but old and dated in my opinion. He was always using the old business model. Anyway, I left class and stopped at the café for a coffee. The weather was warmer now, so I regretted my jeans, but my tee shirt kept me cool.
As I sat at the small table, in the corner away from everyone else, I kept thinking of what they would say. Most of the time, we weren’t talking. But when we were, they promised the dirtiest of things that still got me excited. Confused and unsure, but excited nonetheless. Logan said I was theirs, Jake said I belonged to them.
They told me they wanted to corrupt me. And I wanted them to.
Gosh, at this point I have to go in the car and finish myself off because I’ve aroused myself so much.
“Don’t look so somber.”
I felt him before I heard him. Logan.
He came behind me, his hand on my shoulder for a split second. But there are people around and he snatched it away just as fast. Then he was sitting in front of me. Innocently, as a professor might behaving coffee with his student. He set his cup down and my eyes followed those slender fingers of his that know me so well. I swallowed, and then met his eyes. Dark with a smolder as he looked at me.
He looked so crisp and clean, as always. He had a tailored jacket over a smooth, cream white dress shirt, slightly unbuttoned at the top. I didn’t know if he was wearing jeans or dress pants, but I was sure he would look great in both.
“I’m not.” I finally spoke. He slightly frowned as his eyes glinted around. I knew he wanted to be closer to me then, even as he leaned forward he stopped himself.
His jaw ticked as he thought. I blinked back at him, unsure of what to say. Anyone in here could cut the sexual tension in here with a knife, and it may not even do anything to it. I felt the same way around Jake. But somehow each feeling was different, in its own way. Around Logan I wanted to hold him. Around Jake I wanted him to…rough me around. I sighed.
“Long day?” Logan asked, he grinned slightly. His frown gone. Surely no one would think anything just because we were sitting here together.
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