Working 2 Hard_An MFM Menage Romance

by Sierra Sparks

  And that was it. I gave up trying to go to work. We were probably going to end up fucking all day. Well, it’s not like I can get fired at this point, right?

  I started sucking Trigg and his cock started to engorge. Davis was still spanking me in an unexpected rhythm. It made each spank surprising and more fun. All I could do was make “Mmm! Mmm!” sounds with my mouth. Then Davis reached under my skirt and slid his hand under my panties. He started to rub my lips from behind with his fingers and played with my asshole using his thumb.

  After spending the night commanding the boys, it was fun to have them dominate me a little. I liked it when a man took charge. They had me in their power and I could feel their strength. It was arousing to resist a little and know that the man you were with was so strong, you couldn’t get away. My pussy got wetter and Davis’s fingers moved deeper inside. Trigg was rock hard now and I was licking his shaft and balls. He reached down and unbuttoned the front of my blouse to loosen my top, then he reached down my back and unhooked my bra with one deft move.

  “I’m free,” I said licking and tickling his head. “Please play with my titties, master.”

  That turned Trigg on. I could tell, because his cock immediately moved when I said master. Nothing like a little role-play in the bedroom to bring things to the next level.

  “Mmm, yes. Suck my cock now,” commanded Davis. “Lick my balls and suck my head.”

  “Yes, my master,” I obliged turning around, and churning my hips dramatically like a dancer.

  My clothes were in complete disarray now, somehow still clinging on. I could feel Trigg lifting the back of my skirt.

  “Ah, shit,” he remembered. “We used the last of the condoms last night.”

  “You’ll just have to pull out before you cum, master,” I told him.

  I was actually on the Pill and at this point, I completely trusted them. Still, I wanted to be a little difficult this morning. Plus I liked the feeling of them cumming on me. Those hot loads on my skin were damn erotic.

  Trigg started rubbing his bare cock against my pussy. I didn’t think it was possible, but that made me wetter. I almost came right there.

  “Yeah… Take me master. Do what you want to me!” I begged.

  Trigg pulled my arms back and held me by them as he slid smoothly inside and fucked me. I had Davis’s cock pumping in and out of my mouth at the same time. I was completely in their power. I couldn’t help moaning with rapture. Their strength was so hot. I was completely overwhelmed by it. What was I thinking trying to leave? I can’t leave, I’m in the masters’ power!

  “Oh, God! Oh, God!” I gagged.

  “Yeah, that’s it.” said Davis intently. “Take it. Take my cock in your mouth. You know you want it.”

  “Yes-yes-yes! I want it!” I cried. “Please fuck me! Please fuck me masters! In all my holes!”

  The fucking became intense and animalistic. Trigg was thrusting into me as rapidly as he could. I could feel my pussy getting pounded. I feasted on Davis’s rock hard cock and our fluids glistened everywhere.

  Davis pulled out and took me by the chin while wearing a determined, hungry look.

  “Do you want to be punished more?” he asked.

  “Yes. Punish me. Punish my holes!” I begged as Trigg continued to fuck me from behind.

  Davis looked up to Trigg and gave a curt nod. Trigg slid out and my eyes rolled back. Davis then took me by the shoulders and positioned me on the living room floor. He turned me on my stomach, back to him, then ripped off my clothes and left me ass up. I waited for a split second until he stuck his cock in my ass and started fucking me. Trigg repositioned himself behind me where I couldn’t see. With some difficulty, he entered my slick slit and started fucking my pussy at the same time.

  “You like this?” demanded Davis. “Say you like it!”

  “Oh, God!” I moaned. “I like it! I love it! Please don’t stop!”

  “What do you like?!” he asked.

  “I like when you fuck my little asshole! Please fuck my ass!” I begged. “I love it when you fuck all my holes! Oooooh!”

  Normally, when I had sex in the past, it was never like this. Never this wanton and wild, never this exploratory and untamed. I was discovering another side of me I never knew I had. Yes, the sex was a little rougher, but I trusted Trigg and Davis. I knew they were strong, and they would never hurt me. But it was their total domination of me in this role-play that just blew my mind. It felt like my entire body was having an orgasm all at once. I never wanted it to stop, but in a weird way, I knew it would. But the exciting part was that I had no idea when it would stop. That lack of control sent me over the edge of bliss again and again.

  Finally, when it seemed like my ass and pussy couldn’t take any more, Trigg and Davis started moaning like they were going to cum. They pulled out and Davis pushed me over. I rolled on my back as they stroked their cocks above me.

  “Ooooh! Shit! Fuck!” moaned Davis.

  He came. His thick cum came pouring out of his cock and splattered all over my stomach and tits. I touched myself, flicking my clit with my finger, making sure I came as they came.

  Then Trigg exploded, shooting jism on my thighs and then jerking it so it went right across my cheek and hair. I licked the side of my cheek with my tongue, touched it with my other hand and then licked my fingers. I was shaking from all the orgasms. I had never experienced anything so sexual, so raw and so savage.

  “Uh! Uh!” I said, back arching, nipples like skyscrapers, cumming again.

  Then my mind went completely blank for what seemed like forever. After a while, I caught my breath again. “Fuck, that was amazing. I’m so glad you guys made me stay home from work.”

  “I don’t know about you guys, but I’m starving!” said Trigg, who I just realized had joined me on the floor. He was lying on his side, head propped up with his hand, just gazing and smiling at me. “How about some breakfast?”

  “I already had my breakfast sausage,” I laughed. “But yeah, I could use some actual food. Let me grab a shower.”

  “The laundry room is over there if you want to throw you clothes in,” offered Trigg.

  “I know,” said Davis, getting an idea. He was sitting naked on the sofa, one muscled leg crossed with its ankle resting on the other knee. Damn, that chest… It was so tan, broad and open with his elbows laying on the sofa back and arm rest. “I’ll call the hotel, tell them we had an early meeting and that we’re coming in late.”

  “You mean we’re going to work later?” protested Trigg, incredulous.

  “We should probably show up some time,” shrugged Davis. “A half-day seems reasonable. This is a very intense workshop with a very important employee.” He winked at me.

  After a brief clean up, we had breakfast in our underwear. Trigg made omelets and sausage patties. He also had some bagels leftover from the hotel breakfast buffet he took home, along with their amazing house-made lox and cream cheese spread. All three of us probably ate way more than normal. We had really worked up an appetite these last 24 hours.

  With our laundry washing and our cover story in place at the hotel, we retired to the bedroom again. We laid back and I made out passionately with Trigg first, while Davis licked my pussy. It was absolutely perfection. One tongue in your mouth, exploring that orifice, while another tongue was rooting around in my hot pussy. I came several times, moaning into Trigg’s mouth and gushing into Davis’s.

  Then we switched. I could taste my essence on Davis’s lips, but I didn’t care. Trigg not only ate my pussy, but enjoyed eating my ass. I was getting really into the sensation now. I stretched over Davis’s chest, while I could feel Trigg’s tongue penetrate my butt cheeks.

  “God, I love your ass!” he complimented, giving it a little slap.

  The boys hadn’t shaved yet and their rough faces on my face and my genitals was an added sensation I really enjoyed. It made them feel rough, strong and masculine. The only thing better was their smell, a musk of sex and
strength.

  Next, I got on the table. I had always wanted to be fucked here. After hopping on it, I held my legs back and open with my arms as Trigg penetrated me deeply. With my legs out of the way, he had unusually good access and I could feel him all the way inside my recesses.

  “Yeah!” I squealed. “So deep! Uhn!”

  Davis brought his raging boner toward my face and I reached out, put it straight in my mouth and gobbled it up. It was a bit of a stretch, but I was able to suck it. I was like a sex-starved animal. I had probably had more sex in the last 36 hours than I had for months. This was crazy. I couldn’t get enough. It was like all the sex I had had up until this point was nothing. Like I had been doing it wrong up until now. Now it was thrilling. Exciting. Savage and raw!

  Trigg and Davis switched positions and now it was Davis who fucked me deep. I could feel his cock rattling my insides, which by now were sore and extra sensitive. Trigg brought his balls to me and I gladly flicked them with my tongue. The taste of him drove me wild! That was a man flavor and there was nothing like it.

  “ Fuck my holes!” I pleaded. “You guys make me cum so hard!”

  I came again and again. There might as well have been a waterfall running off the edge of the table. Unbelievably, I wanted more and I have to hand it to the boys. They were in great shape and totally ready for marathon sexscapades. Lesser men would’ve had to tap out by now.

  My legs were weakening and I started to lose my grip. Davis gestured for me to let go.

  “I want to try something,” he explained.

  I did as he asked and he picked me up, while still inside me.

  “Wrap your legs around me,” he instructed.

  I did so and Trigg started maneuvering behind me.

  “Oh, I think I’m going to like this!” I giggled.

  Trigg slowly penetrated my ass with his cock and now I was full again. With both cocks inside me, Davis bounced me up and down. I was holding onto his strong shoulders, while their four arms kept me aloft. It was like fucking in zero gravity.

  “Holy shit.” I said. “So goooood. Oh, keep fucking my ass and pussy! I love it! I love your cocks!”

  At that moment, I had never been freer. In my developing years, I felt like a fat, pudgy loser with no boyfriend. Now, here I was, sexy, smoking and desired. I was so desired that I had two handsome boyfriends that wanted to share me. I was so sexy, I needed two dicks just to satisfy me. I could never go back to one. Not after this. A regular orgasm with one cock? It just wouldn’t be the same. I was ruined for one-on-one sex. It was these two muscular, sexual explorers—or nothing for me.

  We switched positions and I wrapped my legs around Trigg.

  “The moment I saw you,” he said with a smitten gaze, “I pictured your legs wrapped around me. I knew at that moment I had to have you.”

  “You have me.” I said, reaching up to caress his cheek. “I’m yours. I’m both of yours.”

  I continued to get pounded in the air. My juices flowed forth. Their two cocks pressed the inside of my muscles together, causing me to spasm and adding a different dimension to the sensations of our sex. My asshole had never been stretched so much. I’m sure it was completely red from the constant fucking.

  “Aw! I think I’m reading to cum,” said Davis.

  I gestured for Trigg to put me down and I got to my knees. The boys brought their cocks to my face. I took both in my mouth at the same time, not before telling them,

  “Give it to me! Give me your cum!”

  They ejaculated into my mouth, filling my cheeks. I gagged and swallowed as fast as I could to keep up with them, but some rivulets ran out of my mouth. I rubbed both cocks all over my face as they continued to cum and white jism coated us all.

  “Oh!” gasped Davis. “Holy shit, that’s good!”

  “Fuck yeah!” moaned Trigg. “Ah! You’re the best Hallie! I’ve never cum so hard and so many times! Jesus Christ. I’m going to be shooting dust after a while.”

  I wiped my face and the three of us fell on the bed, spent and exhausted.

  “I don’t think I can feel my legs,” I laughed. “It’s going to take all my strength not to walk into the office bow-legged. Thanks a lot guys!”

  “You can always say you have rickets,” joked Trigg, eyes dozing. “Shit, I don’t know how I’m going to stay awake today.”

  “You’d better figure it out,” yawned Davis. “Stacey is supposed to shadow you today.”

  “Aw, no! That’s today? Let me put it off!” he complained.

  “No, you moron, it’s perfect,” said Davis. “You come in late, she doesn’t have to follow you that long. Only half of a day.”

  “What am I supposed to do with her?”

  “Just let her follow you around, answer her questions and let her observe. She’s not really paying attention, but you’re supposed to be teaching her the family business,” explained Davis. “She spent most of the time hitting on me.”

  I growled a little. God, I can’t stand Stacey.

  “How often do interns die?” I asked half kidding. “I’m asking for a friend.”

  “You’re right, D,” laughed Trigg. “I have to get in there after lunch. A half day is more than enough and she probably won’t come back the next day for the rest, right?”

  “She’s really not into it, so my gut says no,” said Davis.

  I got up and check on our laundry. I threw them into the dryer. At this point, I guess we could just go back to work with the same clothes? No, that makes no sense. I just needed my clothes clean enough to get a ride, go home and change. Then I would get to work like I’ve been at a meeting all morning.

  “Let’s get our story straight,” I said coming back from the laundry. “Who was our morning meeting with?”

  “Um, let’s say a big account that was looking to rent the hotel for a trade show, but they changed their minds at the last minute,” said Davis.

  “We need a reason why. The devil’s in the details,” I asked.

  “Our facility isn’t big enough and they would’ve had to rent a second hotel. They want their entire show in one facility, so they decided to move somewhere else,” said Davis. “But we don’t know which one, so there’s nothing we can do about it.”

  “Sounds good,” I agreed, hamming up my next line like they did in old action TV shows, “the perfect crime.”

  We grinned at my silliness.

  “All right, since my stuff’s here, I’m going to get ready and go to work,” explained Trigg, surveying the scene then looking back up at us. “We shouldn’t arrive all together anyway. Let’s move, people! I’ll see you guys at the hotel.”

  Chapter 10

  Trigg

  Man. What a night. I could say with complete certainty that I have never had sex like that. Crazy and intense. Did I sense this was going to happen when I met Hallie? I knew there was something about her. But I never imagined anything like last night. I couldn’t wait for this day to be over.

  When I got back to the ME, I really couldn’t wait for the day to be over. One of the guests had a heart attack and had to be taken out by an ambulance. Fortunately, Georgia was trained well and knew the procedure, but I wish we had gotten a call. I wonder if I would’ve left to come here to take care of it. Seems like the problem took care of itself, but still…

  I was only in my office a few minutes. I was answering some emails when Stacey walked in.

  “There you are!” she said cheerfully. “I’ve been looking all over for you! Where were you?”

  “Oh, I had to meet with a vendor and then we ended up going to lunch,” I lied. “Talked my ear off for hours. What’s up?”

  “I have to shadow you today,” said Stacey. “Teach me everything you know and I mean everything.”

  Stacey’s last emphasis was meant to be sexy, but it just came off as desperate and weird. She had a real knack for inappropriate office banter and not getting the subtle message of “I’m not interested.” I figured if I showed her the
worst jobs in the hotel, it would either get her to stop hitting on me or sober her up to the realities of working here or anywhere in hospitality.

  “I’ll tell you what, let me show you something you should inspect in the kitchen,” I suggested. “It’s important for safety.”

  It was the end of the lunch rush and still busy. So we walked inside the hotel’s award-winning kitchen from the back entrance. I made a beeline for the deep fryers.

  “See these fryers? The oil in them needs to be changed every few days or the food starts to taste weird,” I explained.

  “I have to do that?” she asked with disbelief. “Why would an intern do that?”

  “No, no, no,” I clarified. “If you’re supervising or ran the hotel. This is something you should check in the kitchen because it’s not a daily thing, different shifts and all. Anyway, point is if the oil is too dark, it’s no good.”

  “What? So you open these values or—”

  She started to reach a hand for them, bracelets jangling. I caught it just in time, and pulled her hand away.

  “Whoa! Don’t touch them!” I snapped.

  “Why?”

  “Because the lunch rush just finished, they’re red hot.” I explained. “You almost burned yourself.”

  “I wasn’t going to touch them,” she sneered. “You’re paranoid!”

  “Anyway, it goes like this. You would drain out the old oil and the kitchen would add in new oil,” I explained. “You do it in the morning before breakfast when the equipment is unused and everything is cold. Once the oil’s drained out, you clean out any debris and pour the new oil. But you have to be sure it’s new oil, check the labels. We usually switch out every three days or so.”

  “So whose job is it, usually?” asked Stacey. “Why wouldn’t I just yell at that person to do it?”

  “First off, don’t yell at your staff ever,” I said, unable to resist holding up my finger at her. “Yelling is unprofessional, rude and not good for morale. A hotel crew is your team and the kitchen is part of that team. Usually the chef will send one of her staff to help you or just do it herself. But sometimes, she gets very busy, especially if there’s a wedding or a big convention, so you need to know how to do this, in case of emergencies.”