Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 92809 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92809 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 464(@200wpm)___ 371(@250wpm)___ 309(@300wpm)
Bonus. They are both decent and girthy.
I’m still dripping and squelching as they start up with the thrusting. Now it’s their turn for the pleasure. I clench my muscles to grip them tight, and they both groan in surprise. Yet another thing they weren’t expecting. I do so many rounds of pelvic floor every day it’s unreal.
I wrap my arms around Cal’s shoulders and pull him closer. “Come on, you dirty bastards. Show me what you’ve got and get this greedy slut fucked.”
It’s not just me consumed by my body now. These guys’ heads are out of the picture, their dicks controlling their minds. They pound me like animals, shaft to shaft as they share one hole. The grunts they make speak louder than words, giving me their all. I can see why the last entertainer wimped out on them. Taking these two in the ass is gonna be a decent fucking challenge.
“Fill me up,” I tell them. “Give me two loads of thick, creamy cum.”
It pushes Cal over the edge first, and his moan sets off his boyfriend, his shaft being grated by Cal’s speed. I’m so proud of myself when they unload after just a few minutes. Cal is so in the groove that he looks kinda dizzy as he pulls out and stares at the mess he’s left behind – his boyfriend’s cock still inside me. What a fucking view. I push down so he can see the cum dribbling, and feel the horny slop of more when Jase’s cock pulls free.
I rub my fingers between my pussy lips, scooping a lovely glob of cum and opening my mouth wide. I let it drip onto my tongue, then suck it all off, murmuring as I go.
“Nice work, guys.”
I roll off Jase, and he is nearly as dazed as his boyfriend, but he’s grinning. Cal pulls him up off the bed, and they admire me like a trophy as I scoop up another mouthful.
Jase wraps his arm around Cal’s waist and they share a look of accomplishment before Cal leans into him for a kiss.
I normally love to watch guys kissing. My fingers are usually straight to my clit. But not today.
I stare at the two of them as Jase takes Cal’s face in his hands, both of them smiling, mouth to mouth as they make out like teenagers in love. I get butterflies as Cal runs his fingers up his lover’s back, but they aren’t the kind of aww, guys kind of butterflies I get when something sweet but horny goes down. It’s more like a sickening lurch.
They smile down at me when they are finished making out, my legs still spread, with cum dribbling out of me. Jase holds out a hand, and I let him help me up, feeling dizzy myself at being between the pair of them.
“Maybe I’ll take a swig of that champers now.” I laugh, and they laugh back, unaware of my discomfort. Just like everyone always is.
Just like I usually am.
Jase goes to the mini bar in the buff and the two of them are beaming as he pops the champagne cork. I push off the bed and grab the bottle off him, glugging back the fizz like it’s a spurting cock, and it makes the two of them laugh again. Cal pours the rest into actual glasses.
We do a cheers together, and I neck my glass back in one. I’d ask for another, but I don’t want to get too carried away with the drinking, and I definitely don’t want to get caught up in the conversation that generally accompanies it.
Shame for me that they are still waiting for their balls to fill back up, taking a hiatus. They sip their champagne slowly, beaming at me like we’re a cutesy trio.
“What got you into being an Agency worker?” Cal asks, and I could groan.
So much for not wanting conversation.
“I don’t think you’d have to be a genius to work out the answer.” I give them an eyelash flutter. “Sex. I’ve always been a filthy bitch. Getting paid for it fits my ideal career to a T. It wasn’t exactly mentioned by the careers mentor at college, but luckily I figured it out for myself.”
“You’re a cracker,” Jase says with a smirk.
“Thanks.” I switch the conversation one-eighty to stop any more probing. “So, what got you into wanting an Agency worker?”
They smile at each other before Jase turns back to me.
“I don’t think you’d have to be a genius to work out the answer to that either, Cream. Sex. We’re filthy bastards who like pussy as well as cock.” He looks down at Cal’s dick, which is already on the rise, thank fuck. “In the main, cock is more than enough to keep us entertained, but every now and again we fancy a little entertainment.”