by Amy Brent
“I don’t see any reason why we can’t adjourn for a private meeting. I did ask you to do something and I’m hoping that you paid attention to my request.” They slid a piece of paper in front of me, while getting rid of my underwear. I heard both of their zippers and I felt both of their shafts slapping against my bare ass.
“We made sure to give back the money that we started this other business with. We even made it look like a clerical error. I’m sure that you’re thinking that we should give something more, but that would only attract more attention. This way nobody is the wiser and we can continue to do this for as long as we want to.” Julian’s husky voice was only punctuated with the sliding of his meat down the crack of my ass.
He fucked me with it and then pulled it back out before introducing a new element to our little arrangement. That toy that I knew so well was graced with something warm and then inserted, until the buzzing had me practically on edge. My teeth were chattering.
“I would think that having to use something like this would emasculate a man. I don’t see it like that. I actually enjoy using one of these things myself.” Brent used those words carefully, before once again sliding up onto the rectangle table. He had his cock out and it was already showing signs of arousal. His vanilla cream was dripping down his obvious endowment. Julian was fucking me slow and then fast with the pussy pleaser. Brent slid underneath me and in the process pulled me up onto the table with Julian following me right along to the center.
Brent was underneath me, until he was grasping onto that curved vibrator. They had me at their mercy. I must have looked quite the sight. If anybody were to walk past at that very moment they would either run or stay to watch the show.
I moved my mouth down the length of Brent’s cock and heard his surprise wafting over my clit. I stopped with my mouth full to feel that Julian was about to embark on a journey that I had never taken before. He was poised at my Hershey trail and was using a combination of some very intense lube and his own sweetness to seal the deal.
I took my mouth off of Brent long enough to tell Julian “I’m going to ask you very nicely to go slow. I’ve never done anything anal and the most that I’ve had back there is a couple of fingers. I’m not saying that I’m not curious, but I do think that you should do me the courtesy of making me want it that way. Tease me and please me and I’m sure that will get me to do practically anything you want.” The cock head that was ready to push against the resistance was now replaced with something more agile and wet.
He was tongue fucking my ass and spreading me open by the cheeks to get a bird’s eye view of what he was doing. I might’ve been a bigger girl, but my stamina was above reproach. I could run for few miles and then return the same way and only feel a little winded. My lungs were in fantastic shape and my Dr. told me that my heart was that of a 20 year old.
“When I told you to please me and to tease me, I didn’t exactly…mean that. You’re not seeing me…complaining… Ahhhh… Ahhh.” I wrapped my lips around Brent and I could feel that excitement in the air. I played with his joint, smoking on the top and drawing out that little bit that was soon to be followed by a whole lot more.
The toy was still deep inside and the vibration had been turned up to close to the highest setting. I’d only had the guts to turn it up all the way to full blast one time. It left me comatose until morning.
“Damn… Julian you really do need to fuck her ass. I want to see it and I’m sure from what Vivian has said that she’s ready to take that ride with you. I do believe that it might be time to slip in.” It was interesting they could do this together and not be even remotely shy around each other’s naked body. It showed they were comfortable in their own skin. That was a far cry from how most men would feel when they were crossing swords.
“I do believe you might have a good idea for once, Brent.” Julian straddled me from behind. I looked over my shoulder to see that he was holding onto my ample hips. “You’re the kind of girl that knows what it takes to bring the boys to the yard.” He was nudging at my spit slippery entrance. He pushed it up against that dilated hole. I thought for a moment it was never going to happen. He was constantly applying more lube and squeezing the tip to get more of that sticky substance.
“I don’t think that it’s going to go…INNNNNNN.” I had barely gotten the word out of my mouth when his knob finally made its way within that tight opening. I was breathing heavy and the hot air over top of Brent was certainly making him happy. “Ahhh…that is not exactly what I was…expecting.” I didn’t have to tell him to go slow, as I had already done it. He was taking my words at heart and he pulled out with a wet pop, before moving forward and doing it again with another inch firmly implanted within my ass.
Before long, he was all the way in and I thought for sure that I was going to faint from the sheer pleasure. He was doing it nice and easy, but with long and determined strokes to take my breath away. I didn’t think that it was possible that I could do this, but I was happy to see my body had other ideas.
“I thought that your pussy was something, but your ass is doing things to my cock that no one has ever done before. I’m glad that you were caught by us in the act. It makes what I’m doing right now, so damn good that I can hardly keep it contained.”
“Somebody better start sucking my cock again.” I greedily devoured that piece, loving the feel of it on my tongue. I felt the distinct signs that it was ready to take things all the way home. “Well…you really do know how to suck a golf ball through a garden hose. I don’t want to share you with anybody other than Julian. I hope that we can depend on you to keep this a secret between the three of us.”
“Don’t you mean the four of us?” We all turned at the same time to see Tina sitting there with her high heels in her hands. “Don’t mind me, I’m just going to sit here and enjoy the view.” They were looking to me for answers. I did the only thing that I could do under the circumstances. I worked them into a frenzy by driving Brent’s cock into my throat and Julian’s deep into my ass.
“I think that we can forgive you…but you do need to be punished for speaking out of turn.” Brent’s knob was being spit shined and my drool was collecting down by his sack. I’d taken the opportunity to take both orbs into my mouth, but then I returned to the prize that was easily a delicious morsel that could satisfy my longing for quite some time.
“I know exactly what you’re thinking, Brent and I wholeheartedly agree.” Julian’s strokes were getting more determined and I could tell from the sound of his breath that he was rapidly closing in on his own climax.
Both cocks were going to spew their contents and both my holes were going to take them simultaneously.
“I’m cumming…I’m fucking…CUMMMINGGGGGGGGG.” I didn’t know who was saying it in a baritone voice, but it could’ve been either one of them. It didn’t matter, because both of them went off and my mouth was filled. I was swallowing and taking the shot from behind in my ass.
I moaned around the dipstick in my mouth, feeling that vibrator inside me being turned up full blast. I looked down underneath to see that Tina had taken the liberty of doing the honor. I was shaking, so badly that the cock in my ass was pulled out. I let go of Brent and he fired on long stream across my nose.
I must’ve passed out. I woke up to find that they were all looking at me with great concern. They soon realized that I was perfectly fine and that I had no ill will towards what they had done. We agreed to bring Tina into this, but that was another story. The real deal was that I get to keep 1/3rd of the profits, have the pleasure of satisfying myself with two men and one woman, climax to my wildest fantasies and be a test subject for all their new sex toys and sexual fantasies.
It was quite a deal and I couldn’t say no! Who says that you cannot have your cake and eat it too!
SURRENDERING TO THE 3 ALPHAS
Chapter one
My mother told me that I would get myself into trouble if I hanged out with my friend and she wasn’t wrong.
Joan looked like the most straight-laced woman that you would ever meet, but underneath she was a dirty little girl. She would constantly pull me into these situations that were ripe with consequences. This girl had a one-track mind for only those that were packing a substantial offering.
“Michelle, you have no idea how nice it is to find someone that is willing to go outside their comfort zone. I know that my other friends would gladly do that, but they’ve all got married and are having kids. I don’t know where the time has gone. I’m almost reaching my 40th year and I still don’t have any need to settle down and have a conventional way of living. There are too many young pieces that have not tasted a woman like me and they are about to find out that I can be quite a handful.” She was wearing her customary red dress, as armor, going into the battle of the sexes.
“Every time that I say that I will never do anything like that again, you always seem to find a way to draw me back into your web of depravity. Guys really don’t have a chance when they are around you and I tend to get the blowback of what you don’t want. I haven’t had one that was able to hold their liquor long enough to give me what I wanted.” I thought I didn’t need anybody, but myself, but cold sheets had a way of getting old in a hurry. “I’m an only child and you can imagine that means that I’m looking for approval where ever I can get it.” I tried to take things nice and slow, but Joan had a funny way of pushing the envelope of good sense and judgment.
“You can’t kid me, Michelle. You know as well as I do that this is something that you need in your life. If it wasn’t for me, you would have been stuck in your home diddling yourself.” The one thing that I can always count on from Joan was to be straightforward. She wasn’t exactly easy to be around and sometimes I found myself embarrassed by her actions. Ogling guys and whistling at them as they walked past was just one of many little things that she did that made me want to crawl into a hole and die. My long black hair was pulled into a ponytail and the little black dress that is customary for every woman’s closet was now adorning my body. I was never very comfortable with displaying this much skin, but sometimes walking a different path lets you see a new perspective.
She walked right into the club and was immediately surrounded by a gaggle of men looking for her attention. It was obvious from the way they were acting that it wasn’t an uncommon occurrence. I may not have gone out with her all the time, but that didn’t mean that she didn’t go out alone.
There were times when I was working in the office punching numbers into the computer that I felt like wallpaper. There was no way I could stand on the sidelines in this club and be some kind of fly on the wall. I would have thought that she would get lost in the sea of available men, but she took the time to come back over and drag me into the middle of things.
One guy, in particular, was sizing me up, but his playboy act was not working on me. The gold chain around his neck was sleazy and the way he leered at me made me feel like I wasn’t wearing anything at all.
“I want all of you to meet a friend of mine. Michelle needs a little fun in her life and I expect all of you will do your damnedest to show her a good time. Just remember, I will be watching and if I see anything that is making her uncomfortable, then you can expect me to step in to intervene on her behalf.” She was an interesting friend to have in my Rolodex, but it wasn’t like I could stand being around her for more than one day a week. “I do believe that somebody said something about buying some shots.” She was the life of the party and I was a meek and mild young thing at the age of 21 with barely any life experience. Why an older woman like her would take me underneath her wing was beyond me.
I was listening to the music and sipping my drink gingerly when somebody grabbed me by the wrist. It was with enough force that some of my drink went spilling over the top of the glass. I managed to put it back down on the counter by reaching out to my arm before I was pulled onto the dance floor with the one that had been looking at me from the moment that he had laid his eyes on me.
“Michelle, my name is Michael and I would like to tell you that you are the prettiest thing in this room. The only thing that is missing is your clothes on my floor and your body splayed out on my red silk sheets. I have a mirror over my bed that allows me to watch every single motion.” I got the feeling that he thought he was telling me something that would endear me to him, but it was doing the exact opposite. “I want to get you out of that dress and to see what you’re hiding underneath.” He was grinding against me and I had my hands on his chest, but not in an intimate way. I wanted him to leave me alone, but I didn’t have the courage to say something like that.
He was persistent and domineering and he really didn’t want me to leave his side. “I’m sure that there are other girls that would love to have your kind of attention. Don’t let me stop you from finding your next conquest.” I thought that I was making myself very clear, but apparently, everything I said went in one ear and out the other. “I don’t know if you know this, but I’m more into girls.” I thought that might throw cold water on his parade, but instead, his package only grew by the mere mention that I might be into giving women what they wanted.
I should have known that he would have had that fantasy and every man probably thought about that at one time in his life. He tried to kiss me and I moved my head just in time for him to get my cheek. I thought that his advances being rebuffed would be enough to stop this game, but apparently, it was a hunt that he was hot for.
“You need to loosen up and maybe a few more shots will put you in a better mood.” The mood that he was talking about was swaying to an unseen beat with my head swimming and my body practically begging for any man regardless of race, creed, or color to take me to heights of pleasure that I had never known before. “You and I are going to have fun whether you like it or not.” With those words, he grabbed my waist. I made an involuntary gasp, but it certainly wasn’t from arousal.
“I’m not the kind of girl that you think I am. Joan was only suggesting that I enjoy myself, but not necessarily in the way that you are taking her intention.” I was using big words and stringing them together to make him cock his eyebrow with that of curiosity and confusion. “I’m not looking to hook up and I don’t know how much clearer I can be.” That didn’t stop him from pushing his pelvis up against my own. Even though he was not my type, that didn’t mean that his cock wasn’t rubbing me in just the right way.
Working in a dead-end job had its advantages. People rarely looked in my direction and I was left to my own devices. I liked my solitude, but Joan was not about to let me become some kind of a hermit. I enjoyed a good book and I didn’t even own a television. It came from growing up in the great outdoors. My parents were always stressing to enjoy life and to take every opportunity to experience something new. I may not have been very sociable, but I did take to extreme sports like a duck does to water.
I really didn’t want to be in his arms and his sweaty body and very pungent cologne were making me a little sick to my stomach. I got lost in my head. I thought about the last time that I went skiing. I could feel the cold whipping my face and making me feel alive as my speed got even more intense. I was smiling and I think my dance partner took that as a form of surrender. He put his lips on me and I could taste something disgusting like garlic permeating his breath. I was brought back to reality and I started to pound on his chest with him taking that for a challenge to his manhood. He snuck his hand up underneath my dress. He was touching my inner thigh, therefore making me concerned for my safety.
“Take your damn hands off her.” I glanced to my side to see this handsome dark-haired stranger wearing a pair of jeans that were two sizes too small. His shirt was busting out with all sorts of muscles and with one wrong flex, he woyld have probably ripped through it. “I don’t think you heard what I said and maybe I should do something about that.” He put his hand on this sleaze bags shoulder.
The smile on Michael’s face told me that things were going to get ugly in a hurry. I
really didn’t want to be the cause of some kind of bar fight, but I kind of enjoyed that this guy had come to my rescue like an old-fashioned knight in shining armor.
Chapter two
The music was still playing very loudly and not very many people knew that the drama unfolding was going to turn into a bloodbath. The man holding onto me let me go before he had his finger where it shouldn’t be. I didn’t give him any encouragement and apparently he didn’t need any.
He turned to face my savior, but he didn’t stop with that. He swung his fist and made contact with this man’s jaw. I jumped back startled, but it barely did anything. In fact, he turned his cheek for a moment and rubbed his finger on a drop of blood on his chin. It did not raise his anger, but he did act as if the punch didn’t even bother him. “My mother hits harder than that.” He got one more punch for mistakenly trying to bring up his mother in conversation. “I wouldn’t make the mistake of trying something like that again. I’ve been very patient, but my patience only goes so far.”
The guy that had manhandled me was looking at him like he was some kind of alien. He was already three sheets to the wind and that only enhanced his courage and gave him the incentive to do something more. He tried for one more punch and the guy literally grabbed his fist in midair and squeezed with enough force to bring this guy down to his knees.
“My name is Sean and my two brothers are John and Billy.” As if on cue, two more handsome dark haired gentlemen stepped into the light like they were there all the time to lend a hand. “It’s nice to meet you. Permit us to get rid of the garbage and we’ll be right back to take a bow of victory.” All three of them forced their will on this man and seeing that he was outnumbered and outgunned, he decided to make a strategic exit.
