by Angela Blake
I felt warm lips and teeth clench down on my nipples and someone’s hands toying with my other breasts. I cried out and a cock tunneled into my throat. I reached out and flailed with my arms but someone grabbed my hand and put a cock in it. I dutifully began to stroke it until it exploded and spilled hot cum all over my face and chest.
Time began to fade into the background and my mind seemed to fade out as well. Everything just became this violent, lustful storm that took over me as both men wasted no moment in using me in every way they could imagine. They lifted my legs up on their shoulders as they plowed into me, they spread my legs and fucked from behind while pressing my tits up against a wall, they took turns fucking me sideways while the other spilled his seed all over my face or toyed with my already sore breasts.
Every inch of my body was explored, whether by their tongues, their cum, their hands or their cocks. Nothing, not an inch, of me, was left.
I couldn’t even tell what they were doing to me. I remembered having the blindfold on but then they removed it and then put it on again. I remember them tying my hands, flogging my ass and breasts with a belt but I also remembered them being so sweet and soft and caressing my cum-covered face before they’d shove a cock down my throat or into my aching, sore pussy.
Things just became a blur and despite not being fully conscious through it all there was one fact that truly stuck with me all this time: I enjoyed it. I was so pleased, so anxious for more and so bedazzled with the love and lust they threw at me.
I lost complete conscious with their flesh pressed against mine, in mine and all over mine. There was not one moment where they weren’t kissing me, licking me, touching me or fucking me. This is the life.
***
By the time my eyes fluttered open and I finally regained some consciousness I found myself in Dick’s main office room. I was down on the floor, with the lingerie still on although tugged and pulled around to expose most of my body, covered in cum and sweat.
I saw Daddy Dick out in Victor’s office, already bathed and dressed for work, but he was seated comfortably in a big leather chair playing video games on his phone. I looked around some more and while I did not see Daddy Victor I could hear him preparing some snacks in the office kitchen.
When I attempted to stand up my knees wobbled and I nearly came crashing back down. Fortunately, I did manage to grab a hold of Dick’s large desk and I kept myself up until I could feel the strength returning to my legs.
As I waited, I began to hum a soft tune and thought about all the changes that came to my life ever since I decided to leave my old life behind. I realized that in the three years I’ve been with Matt I could count the number of times we’ve had sex in one hand. I’ve only been with Dick and Victor for a month and I’ve already lost count of the times they fucked me, either solo or together.
Thinking about all these improvements in my life put a big smile on my face.
That was when Victor came walking back into the office, carrying a tray of sandwiches and a small bucket of beer.
“Hey, you’re awake,” he greeted me. He handed me a sandwich before he put the tray on the desk. He then yelled out to Dick, “Hey, she’s up.”
Dick put his phone away and came into his office. He smiled at me, patted my head and gave me a quick kiss on the lips before he too took a sandwich and a bottle of beer. He then sat on his seat behind the desk while Victor and I took seats on the guest chairs.
I didn’t even bother trying to fix myself up. I was so tired and hungry I just gobbled up the sandwich as well as I could.
Dick reached out and combed my hair with his fingers as he said, “You did a good job today. We always wanted to see how far we could go in fucking you and you passed with flying colors. Got to try and keep you conscious though.”
I had to swallow hard on my food so I wouldn’t choke when I laughed. I then looked at him with the most innocent face I could muster and said, “I’m sorry, daddy. I really do try to keep awake but when there’s so much going on I just drown in all this sex and ecstasy. It just feels so good to get washed over by you guys and I lose myself in the moment. I don’t even remember half of what we did.”
They both laughed and Victor just casually raised his foot and squeezed it between my legs, using his toes to caress and massage my already sore pussy.
“Mmm, d-daddy,” I moaned softly.
“Don’t worry, playtime is over,” Victor reassured me. “We actually want to talk to you about that marketing strategy you came up with Johnston and Sabine.”
That was refreshing. They wanted to tackle something serious and work-related instead of just getting me tipsy and ready for another round of sex? Suddenly this was becoming more interesting than I thought it would be.
“What do you guys think about it?” I nervously asked.
Dick looked at Victor and then he looked at me and said, “We love it. The company has always focused on marketing to the rich and famous but this might be a good way to break into another crowd. We’ve always wanted to target middle-class and lower-class income earners but we’ve never figured out how.”
“You solved that issue for us by creating a marketing strategy that bridges our upper-class image to the lower class demographic,” Victor then added. “
Hold on… was this real? Were they really pushing forward with what I proposed?
“Wait, you guys are really signing on my proposal?” I just had to make sure. “Y-you don’t think it’s a dumb idea?”
Dick shook his head and he opened a few bottles of beer. “Trust me; this is one of the smartest ideas we’ve had in this company for months. If you’ve read the reports from our financial department they’ll tell you we’re not losing money but we’re also not really going up either. We’ve been stagnant for a while and your idea looks like it could give us the boost we really need.”
“He’s right,” Victor said as he took a bottle and handed it to me. He then took one for himself and said, “We used to have a really smart girl who knew exactly the right decisions to push this company forward. Things just went stale when she was gone.”
I didn’t have to ask to know who they were referring to: their wife, the girl they had long before Alena Grace or I ever came along. She was the one they were married to. Whoever she was, she definitely was the one responsible for a lot of their success. Every girl that came after her was just there to fill the void.
I wasn’t exactly going to just let myself be a replacement. I wanted to be better than that. I wanted to be the one that makes them forget about her.
“I know who you’re talking about,” I told them both as I stared at my beer. “I’ve felt her shadow linger over me ever since I met you two.”
“We never meant to make you feel that way,” Dick tried to set things right but he knew I was in that melancholic place where mere words wouldn’t just work.
I looked at them both and shook my head, “Really? Then prove it. Let’s do this and make my idea prosper. I want to see my idea come to life and show you that my ideas and my efforts matter, not hers. Her period in your lives is done. It’s my turn and I want to take things one step beyond. I don’t want to be compared to her. I want you to forget her because I want to be even better.”
They both looked at each other. I was being as serious as I had ever been in life but they were just grinning like two kids who just peeked under a girl’s skirt for the first time. I was a little confused and had no idea what they had in mind.
“Hey, daddies you guys are scheming of something!”
Victor nodded and he put a hand on my leg and said, “Princess, we want to do more than that. We want to marry you.”
My heart skipped a beat and I looked at them with pure shock.
“We mean it,” Dick said. “However, this time we’ll switch it around you’ll be legally marrying Victor and I’ll be the spiritual husband.”
“A-are you serious?” I stuttered. I felt like all my
dreams were suddenly coming true. I know I just met them a month ago but in that span of time, they made me feel like the most important, most loved and most desirable woman on the face of the planet. That accomplishment was done so quickly and yet my ex-boyfriend couldn’t even come close despite being with me for years.
Victor nodded and Dick followed suit. The latter then opened his desk drawer and a few seconds later he revealed a small box. Victor took it, gave it to me and opened it. Inside was the most gorgeous engagement ring I had ever laid eyes on in my whole life.
“We mean it. We’re serious,” he said. “Will you marry us?”
There was no need to wait. I knew what I wanted and I knew how I felt. “Yes!”
Dick took his bottle and raised it high, “Cheers! Congratulations to us all!”
“Cheers!” we all cried out in unison.
This was one of the best days of my life.
Chapter Ten
Our wedding took place a month after that fateful day. It was a small, private civil wedding but they did invite some of the people from the company. I insisted on bringing in Sabine and Johnston now that they’ve become good friends of mine.
No one else knew that I was also married to Dick. Right after the legal wedding with Victor the three of us headed to the Caribbean and there we held a separate ceremony. With Victor as our witness and our “minister” of sorts, I married Dick there. Instead of a ring, he gave me a necklace with a golden heart pendant and I gave him one as well, made of silver.
Needless to say, we had our honeymoon there as well. My two husbands had a really luxurious yacht and we spent nearly a week out there in the Caribbean, worrying about nothing but having a good time. Of course, that also meant having more sex and I loved every freaking moment of it.
When we got back we focused entirely on the new line of clothes and we began our viral marketing strategy, the one that I had proposed two months prior. I really worried it wouldn’t become a hit but in just a few days it exploded all over the Internet, becoming viral on social media. Women all across the country and of different races and ages were sending in their videos. It was heartwarming to see all these people respond positively to something I came up with.
There were a few hiccups, of course, particularly the difficulty of picking the select few for the main commercial videos we were going to produce. We wanted to ensure they weren’t all young women or all white or all too sexy. There had to be a realistic balance and there was a lot of back and forth in the office regarding who we should pick out of the thousands that were submitted to us.
Despite all the troubles, it worked out in the end. Now I was more than just a secretary to Dick and Victor. Now I was an executive who was in charge of an entire department. I did model some of the designed we made every now and then and it kind of became a big deal for the media whenever I stepped into the spotlight.
It made me wonder what my ex-boyfriend was thinking every time he’d go to a mall and see my face plastered on some billboard, knowing that I wasn’t just the model for that dress but also a key executive for the company that made it. That felt like justice to me.
***
They say life is never fair and that it can be extremely difficult. It can also be undoubtedly excellent for a lucky few.
By some weird twist of fate, I got to experience both sides of the coin. For a long while, I was in the gutter, suffering from an abusive boyfriend and stuck in a really horrible job. I was on the verge of either committing suicide or throwing myself away as a prostitute.
I didn’t choose either of those fates, however, and decided to run from it all.
Running away from my home and the life I’ve built for years was a scary thing. I didn’t know where I’d end up, what kind of life I’d get into or what kind of job I’d find. I could get raped, mugged, killed or just find myself winding up into the same situation that I left in New York. The cycle might just repeat itself.
None of that happened. Instead, I ended up in the West Coast, walking into a random bar on the outskirts of some random city and ended up meeting a man who would alter the course of my life forever. Richard seemed like an ordinary trucker at first glance but after spending a night with him – a night I barely remembered the details of since I was so drunk – I discovered he was more than met the eye.
He, along with his partner Victor, were two peas in a pod. They came together and I quickly found out that this also included their sexual relationships. I wasn’t just Dick’s girlfriend; I was also Victor’s. It wasn’t like they were competing for my attention either. They both loved me equally and I loved them both equally.
I gave everything to them. I opened my life to them and I surrendered my body to them. Yes, I was a slut – a complete, totally submissive fuck slut – who would let them have their way with me at anytime but I was also their princess. They gave me a good job, they gave me a home and they spoiled me with all their riches and more.
My fairytale-come-true didn’t stop there. Right when I was on the verge of proving my worth they married me. Of course, under law, I could only marry one of them but under our terms, I was married to them both.
They were my husbands, my masters, my owners and my daddies. I was their little girl, the one they could always turn to when they wanted love and affection. I was the one they could come to for more than just sex. I was the one they could talk to, the one they could hug when they were sad and the one they could rely on when the going gets tough.
Well, of course, I was also the one they’d turn to when they were horny and I was always ready to fulfill my duty as their fuck toy. Whenever I saw them preparing to tear my clothes off and make love to me – or viciously fuck me – I couldn’t help but smile and feel even more aroused.
At times I wondered what people would do if they found out the secret life we lived. What people say if they found out I was “married” to both men and that I fucked them both. I wondered if my friends in the company would still be my friends if they ever learned the truth. I mean, threesomes were common anyway, right? Society should just let us be then.
I knew Sabine would. She admitted before she had a threesome relationship but it didn’t work out in the end. Fortunately for me, I knew Victor would never get jealous of my love for Dick and Dick would never get jealous of my love for Victor. They shared me equally and they always have since the day we met. They’ve always given me room for respect while also coming in to fuck me in every way they could imagine.
***
It has been a year now and here I was, relaxing by our pool at home and sipping a delicious cocktail while listening to music on my phone. Dick was in the water, swimming to and fro, while Victor was seated by my side and was completely naked.
“I love it when you stroke your cock like that,” I said when I turned and saw him masturbating. It was marvelous to see how even his big hands struggled to fully grasp the enormity of his shaft.
He smiled and asked, “Why?”
“Because it lets me know you’re still so aroused when you see me,” I answered him with a smile. I sat up a little and took off my bra. Quickly after that I slid my panties down. “Just so you know, I’m still aroused whenever I see you and Dick, even when you’re fully clothed.”
Dick came out of the water and he took one quick glimpse of me before he said, “Well, count me in. As tired as I might be from all that work we did at the gala you know I’m always in the mood to fuck you like there’s no tomorrow.”
Those words sounded like magic to my ears.
Life is hard, yes, but dancing with my two daddies has turned things around for me. I was in love and they loved me back. After all the hardship and turmoil I had gone through they gave me purpose and just made everything okay.
“Are you going to just sit there and tease us or are you going to spread your legs and let us fuck you?” Victor then asked when he noticed I was lost in my own thoughts.
“Come here daddy,” I i
nvited them both as I lay back down and welcomed them to feast on my flesh. “Dance with me.”
THE END
