8
Sexy Time
I shiveredwhen his fingertips moved from my ass to my crack. He gently, ever so lightly, brushed them between my cheeks, starting at my lower back and not stopping until he reached—
No. Fucking. Way.
Yup, he’d gone there. In my lovely, ladylike position over his lap, not only was my ass exposed, but so was my pussy, freshly Brazilianed by one of the aestheticians who’d come on the tour to keep me clean and hairless.
His touch tickled my pussy lips, now fat and puffy with desire. A drop of my excitement trickled out, and I could feel it dribble through my lips and to my clit.
God-fucking-dammit. I had no control. And now these guys knew it.
“Please, Rick,” I whispered, about to beg him to let me up. But I didn’t. “Do it again, please,” I murmured, shame washing over me, erupting into thousands of little goosebumps.
His cock surged under my belly as he smoothed his hand over my ass again, and I braced myself for another smack. But this time he stopped cold.
“Hey, Parker,” he said across the room, “you want to have a hand at teaching this young lady a lesson in some manners?”
So nice of him to spread the love. Or torture, as it were.
Parker cleared his throat from somewhere in the room where I couldn’t see him. In fact, pretty much all I could see were Rick’s shoes as well as the dust bunnies under my bed, that’s how far down he had my head.
“Yeah, man. I think she needs it from all of us for it to really sink in. You know, for her to really learn her lesson.”
His footsteps got closer on the bedroom carpet, and he positioned himself behind me, I guessed for maximum leverage.
Whack!
I screamed. That one was hard. I mean, fucking painful.
“Okay guys, that one was not fun. I get what we’re doing here, but if you could go a little easier—”
Whack!
I screamed again.
But Parker, like Rick had done before, massaged my stinging flesh, the pain of his spanking transforming into a deeper, sexier heat. I was gasping, eager for more when I heard a moan.
Rick’s hands magically lifted from my back, and he pulled me to my feet. There I stood, perspiration running down my temples, hair sticking to my face, yoga pants and thong panties holding on to my thighs.
And Seth and Parker stepped right before me, both of them stiff inside their pants.
“I… I’m sorry, guys,” I whimpered, biting my lip. “Please let me make it up to you. Take off your clothes.”
“Hell, I never say no to a pretty lady,” Seth said, dropping trou until he was completely nude.
Parker followed suit and my mouth dropped open. They were almost complete opposites, but both seriously hot as fuck. Parker was chiseled with sleeve tattoos that had always been covered by his dress shirts, and Seth was all tense, taut, ready-to-explode muscle.
And they were both beyond impressive in the cock category, each of their erections hanging heavy between their legs, ready for…
Me?
As I stood there, I noticed Rick glance over at the security monitor.
“Is… everything okay?” I asked, staring at the two huge, hard dicks in front of me.
“Don’t worry about that, sweetie,” Seth said, smoothing his hand over my ass and dipping a finger between my legs. “You just focus on your… lesson.”