by Andi Simms
I heard his belt buckle hit the floor, saw his shoes fly to the side in my periphery.
When I looked forward, to the mirror on the other side of the room. All I could see was his naked chest, and his head bent, all focus on me.
“I’m going to fuck you now, unless you’ve changed your mind.”
“I haven’t.” A man who could eat me out that well could--
With one brutal thrust, he buried himself in me. I gasped at the invasion and immediately stuffed a pillow in front of my mouth.
I had to be quiet. There were too many people close by.
He felt bigger than I’d expected. And he didn’t give me much time to adjust.
At least his mouth had gotten me ready.
His secondary strokes were… not gentle, but they weren’t the sledgehammer he’d started with.
I was panting after two minutes of it. That slow pace, this position, it wasn’t enough to get me to the edge. I didn’t think it would be enough for anybody.
It was just enough to drive me crazy.
But when I tried to move , to alter the pace, to change our position, he stilled me with a hand to the back of my neck.
“Just getting you used to a cock again. Or at least used to someone who knows how to use it.” He smoothed his hands over my ass. “College boys don’t have any idea how to handle a woman. It took me a decade to figure out all the ways I plan to pleasure you tonight.”
Before I could respond, a loud trio of knocks echoed from the main cabin door.
“Hunter, it’s Mark. Can I come in?”
“Hold on.”
Hunter stilled within me, a hand on my back keeping my chest to the sheets. “I was hoping fate would intervene again. You’re too much woman for me to keep all to myself.”
A moment’s panic fluttered through me, but he didn’t move toward the door. He slid his phone onto the bed in front of me, a photo album open with a picture of Hunter and another man.
They were tame, business photos, fully clothed, nothing sexual about them in any way…. But there was no suit in existence that would hide the sensual promise in Mark’s smile.
When I looked at him over my shoulder, he asked. “If I pay double, can he join?”
Hands on my hips, his cock buried in me… he looked almost contrite.
It was a lot of money for one more cock… I could do a lot of things for the price of one more cock….
“Triple it.”
“And the condom?”
“If he’s clean… quadruple it.”
Tongue in the corner of his mouth, he tipped his head to the side. “How about we just make it an even half million.”
Half a million dollars was nothing to a billionaire.
“Make the transfer, and he can join.”
Fingers digging into my hips, he growled through a smile as he took his phone and flipped through his apps.
Setting his own down, he handed me my phone and I checked the money again.
“God I love ruthless business women.” Leaning in to nip at my breast, he pulled out of me, and I had to bite back the small squeak that threatened at the loss. “Let me go collect your other play toy.”
Hunter didn’t bother to get dressed, or cover himself in any way as he went to the door and let his friend in.
They exchanged words I couldn’t hear and then, Mark’s head snapped to me.
His coat and Vest were on the ground a moment later.
“Peaches, this is Mark. Mark, you may only call her Peaches.”
If that was odd to Mark at all, he didn’t show it.
“Oh my god.” He yanked at his tie, eyes locked on me as he pulled his shirt off over his head without unbuttoning it all the way. “You are perfect.”
As if he hadn’t just let another man into the room, Hunter came back to me and lifted me up. This time, he opened her, sliding me down on his cock as he sat on the plush couch, and holding me open so that Mark could see.
And Mark looked.
He’d gotten his clothes off quicker than I would have expected one could remove a three piece suit. Now he stood in front of her--in front of them--stroking his cock and waiting like a good boy.
“You can touch as well as look,” I said, though I had no idea where I’d gotten the boldness from to do so.
He didn’t need to be told twice.
The distance between them wasn’t small, but he crossed it in two steps and I reached out, taking hold of that soft skinned iron shaft as he reached down to fondle my breasts.
“Are these real. Holy fuck.” He slapped my tits and I swallowed at the hot slice of lust that coursed through me.
“Be nice, Mark. She’s not a professional, we just made a deal.”
“Fuck. No wonder you’re so fucking perfect.” He cupped my breasts and squeezed, kissing one, then the other. “Where did he find you?”
“I got knocked off the boat.”
“That was you?” He swirled his tongue around my nipple. “The universe works in mysterious ways, and god damn do I love when it drops something delicious in my lap.”
“My lap, if we’re being exact.”
As if to remind her, this time I rose off of him, his fingers tightened, and he slammed me down on his cock. Impaling me further than he’d yet done.
“Don’t get too excited. I just got here, and I’m pretty sure none of us wants this over and done with too quickly.”
Chuckling behind me, Hunter lifted me off him and set me on the floor on my knees in front of Mark’s thick, heavy cock.
When Hunter joined us, I took him in hand too.
They were bigger than average, but not so large I was having second thoughts.
For a little while, she’d been afraid they were going to be tiny…. After all, why would they have to pay me if they didn’t have some sort of problem?
But that was a worry for a different time… when I didn’t have their cocks in my hands.
The soft skin was so soft in my hands. And my mouth was already watering.
Glancing up at both of them, I smiled at Hunter. He was, after all, the one paying me.
He got to be first at everything.
He was hot and heavy on my tongue, and I sucked on his tip swirling my tongue around him and working his shaft as I stroked Mark too…. Mark, who I wasn’t about to neglect.
Blowjobs were my go-to. Not only was I good at them, I liked giving them. I liked the power of looking up at a man and seeing him ready to empty himself into you. Loved how easy it was to put a man back into his place with a gentle drag of my teeth.
But neither of these men looked like they needed disciplining.
They looked like they deserved a present.
I let go of mark and focused on Hunter. His cock was the smaller of the two, it was a better starting place for what I wanted to do next.
Licking my lips, I slide onto him, taking him in as deeply as I can go and then pulling back to take him in half as much as I just had.
He tasted like me still and I sucked and licked until he was wet enough I could slide down on him….
He hit the back of my throat, and I straightened out my neck, clearing the path as much as I could until….
I pulled back the moment I’d taken him all in.
“God that is so sexy.” Mark was standing behind me, stroking himself, eyes on my lips as I wiped the last strand of spit connecting them to Hunter’s cock.
It was his turn.
And Where Hunter was smaller, mark was a little bit easier now that I’d used Hunter’s for training.
I still took the same amount of time. Bobbing on his cock enough to make him stiffer and to make me wetter.
When I got all of him in, I paused, long enough to look up at him and watch him, watching me, as I slid off of him.
“Are you sure she’s not a professional? Because people really should be paying for this.”
“Come here, Peaches.” Hunter pulled my hips around so I was still facing mark. “I want you t
o keep him in that pretty mouth of yours while I play with your pretty pussy.”
Hunter’s cock was almost familiar as he slid back into my pussy. A ridiculous feeling, but it was there all the same.
As with before, he fucked me… but toyingly, teasing me for something else.
They slid me back and forth across the bed, Mark fucking me while I sucked Hunter’s cock, then Hunter fucking me while I played with Mark’s balls.
They pushed me further and further toward orgasm… but never to the actual edge.
They were holding me back. And it was too hot for me to distract them by asking why.
But this time, when Hunter let go of me, Mark didn’t immediately replace him in my pussy.
Mark moved me around to stand in front of him, kissing the spot between my breasts.
“Tell me. Have you ever done anal.”
I swallow at the question but nod. I have, but only with one guy.
I wasn’t sure I was down for two dicks--no matter how reasonable they were on their own--to both be in my ass.
“Look at this ass, Hunter.” Mark spanked me and then took hold of my ass, spreading it for the other man to see. “This ass is worth more than that. I would pay you a million dollars to fuck that ass.”
“What do you say, Peaches? Can we play with your ass for another million?”
“No,” Mark said, throwing a bottle of lube onto the bed. “A million dollars each.”
Two and a half million dollars.
The last guy I’d let fuck my ass hadn’t been half as good at eating me as these two were….
And if they wanted more than one on one time, we could negotiate again.
Maybe I was high on lust. But I wanted it. Wanted them.
“Yes.”
Mark’s smile is so wide, I almost forget there’s an order to these things.
He pulls me forward, sucking a nipple into his mouth and whispers something against my skin.
“Come on peaches. On your belly on the bed.”
Hunter hands me my phone again and I see the new numbers as Mark squeezes the first lube onto my asshole, smoothing and smearing, he swirls it as Hunter moves to spread me.
I throw the phone toward my clothes to get it out of the way, and
“God,” Mark breathed as he swirled lube around my asshole with his thumb, gently pressing against me. “Are you sure someone else has stretched out this beautiful little back door?”
Then it’s a whole finger.
I let out a long breath.
Sure I’d done this before, but it had been years.
I say as much, and try to ignore the triumph in Hunter’s smile.
As with everything else, Hunter goes first.
He’s taken the bottle of Lube from Mark and is working his own cock to slickness.
Hunter might be going first, but this time, Mark slides under me, his tongue swiping into me before he sets about distracting me by swirling and sucking at my clit.
It’s almost enough to keep me from thinking about the blut head of Hunter’s erection pressing against me.
It’s a slow slide as Hunter presses into my ass, he immediately retreats, and the relief of the pressure lets Mark distract me again.
I feel Hunter’s next invasion, but it’s clear they’ve done this a lot more recently than I have.
They have me panting and Hunter pours lube on his cock as he presses in again, sliding into me with less and less resistance.
When Mark sucks on my clit one last time and slides out from underneath both of us, Hunter is fucking my ass with slow, but sure strokes.
He’s not frantic. As far as I can tell, he’s still got a while before he’s going to come….
Something tells me they could go at me for days if I let them.
But Hunter also isn’t selfish.
Unlike the other men who’ve fucked my ass, he gently slides out before he comes.
“My turn.” He picked me up, hands on my hips, and slid into the lubed up ass his friend had stretched out for him. He grunted as his hips hit my ass.
I was nearly delirious with lust as he pulled me up and then over. Still buried in my ass, he turned me over so I was on top of him. Fingers sliding into my pussy, slicked, he pressed into my clit, digging into my clit with his fingers. Brutally driving me toward ecstasy.
Pressure and sensation. Each swirl and flick of his fingers. Each twist of my nipples drove me toward orgasm.
I tried not to think about how few of them I’d had, and when Hunter leaned in and pressed two fingers into me, working me in tandem with mark’s cock and fingers, it was all I could do to remember who I was.
My orgasm hit so hard, I could barely think, couldn’t feel anything but sharp pleasure.
“Holy shit.” Hunter said and I opened my eyes to see him wiping off his face. “You didn’t tell us you were a squirter.”
“I didn’t know.”
Again, that territorial, prideful grin.
“God you look so hot half drugged by your orgasm.” He muttered a curse and pressed three fingers into me this time. “How much will it cost us take you at once?”
Mark was still in my ass, gently working within me, his fingers swirling around my clit.
“Just fuck me.” I had no intention of waiting around to negotiate.
“Your wish is my every command.”
He plunged into me without another seconds warning, and I cried out, not even my knowledge that there was a party full of (rich people) overhead could stop me. But I tried to bite it back anyway.
“Don’t worry,” Mark said as he held me to him. “If they didn’t hear you screaming while you covered Hunter in that delicious pussy juice, they didn’t hear that.
With both of them inside me, I could barely breathe. I couldn’t remember screaming with my orgasm.
“Give her a minute.”
Hunter was still rubbing my clit, and Mark had moved his attentions to my breasts.
“I don’t need a minute.”
“Glutton for punishment?” Mark asked, and I knew he wasn’t asking me.
Knew they couldn’t expect me to say anything else as they moved.
As they finally acted the way I’d come to expect from other men who’d fucked me.
And fuck me they did.
I was certain they were going to break me.
But neither of them seemed to be aware anymore. They were fucking me. Really fucking me.
Their thrusts were timed almost perfectly when Hunter pulled out of my pussy, Mark plunged into my ass. They worked me so well, there was no question they hadn’t done this together before.
They moved inside me, against each other. The insane pressure inside my ass, the overstuffed addition in my pussy, and Mark’s fingers brutalizing my clit.
I didn’t recognize myself--the sounds I was making, the pleasure coursing through me.
If anyone went near the door to this cabin, they’d know exactly what was happening, and I was so hot, I didn’t care.
It was like they were pounding me further and further toward oblivion.
I came on a scream, and this time, I didn’t bother trying to keep quiet.
If they noticed, it didn’t change how they fucked me in the least.
And I fought to be aware throughout a half dozen little aftershocks as they continued to drive into me.
They came in me at once. It wasn’t something I’d ever thought to experience, but now that I was here, with two men pouring themselves out into my pussy and ass….
Fuck.
They stilled and I was sandwiched between them.
Hunter was the first to move. He had to be. And I… I was too exhausted to move myself off of Mark’s cock.
But he took care of that.
Mark lifted me off of him. And I closed my eyes, trying to catch my breath.
They flew open again when Mark pulled me to the edge of the bed, and covered me with his mouth, licking Hunter’s come out of me.
When he w
as done, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and headed back for his clothes.
Hunter helped me up to sitting. He kissed me, a long, slow, completely foreign thing to the events of the last ten minutes.
But it helped me come down. Helped me recenter myself.
“Thank you, Peaches. That was the most delicious encounter I’ve had on this boat.” He stood, cock still semi hard, and handed me a towel.
I stepped back into the same bathroom I’d been in to wash off the water of the bay, but I was completely different now.
So different, I didn’t try to cover myself with the towel when I returned to the bedroom.
Mark was fully dressed, but Hunter only had his pants on and was holding my dress--finally dry.
He slid it over my head, and tugged it down over my still sore ass.
He kissed me. A long, slow thing as he fingered my pussy again. Pulling his fingers from me swirling them around my clit once more and sucking my juices off him. “If you ever need a little more cash, just let me know. I have other friends that would love to meet you, and after that performance, I’d be happy to fill that pretty pussy again and again.”
“Drink this, and take that Ibuprophen. You’ll feel better tomorrow. And I don’t want you getting dehydrated.”
I did as I was told, still watching him.
He moved to the side, letting Mark step in close and slide his thumb over my lips.
With his other hand, he held up those lace panties with their peaches. “A souvenier?”
With the amount of money they’d transferred into my account, I could buy a whole Victoria Secret store.
But I looked at Hunter before I agreed. After all, he had first dibs.
All I got from him was a shrug.
“Sure… just don’t let me see you on the internet, wearing them.”
He laughed and tucked them into his pocket.
“I’ve got to get back, the wife is going to be looking for me.”
The W word made me flinch.
“She’s okay with it.” He grabbed me by the neck and pulled me back to kiss me. “If you take him up on that offer to join us again, maybe you’ll let her join too?”
MIchelle didn’t answer before he left.
“She’s not quite as sexy as you,” Hunter said, leaning in to bite my ear, but she would make you come with her tongue and you might forget all about me and any other cock in the room.
