Tamara
“It’s so sweet of the two of you to come by and comfort me,” I wipe a tear from my eye and sigh. “I don’t leave my desk a mess, ever.”
Ken has an arm around my shoulders for added support. Jason takes a hand and massages it gently. My hands feel so tiny in his. “I’m sure that this will get sorted out soon,” he assures me.
Not really though. Everyone thinks that I’m behind this entire mess. But the detective didn’t think so. In fact, he told me to be extra careful, especially because of the amount of money that’s missing.
I nod my head and lean it on Ken’s shoulder for a minute, trying to regain some form of self-control. It’s so difficult when you go your entire life without hurting a fly, to have the blame for something as big as a whale.
Ken turns my face up with a finger to look at him. His eyes hold an understanding, a knowing of this feeling. He kisses me deeply on the lips as I feel a hand slide up my dress. Jason gets down on his knees and begins to kiss my thighs tenderly.
Ken stands and takes my sweater off and tosses it away. Then as Jason stands, he removes the dress, leaving me in my bra and panties. He kisses my upper back lightly and then nibbles on my neckline. Like a unit being discharged in war, shivers take over my body so that goosebumps march over my dewy skin. Jason undoes the back clip of the bra and it slides down over my shoulders.
Jason removes his clothing while Ken takes the bra off. He stares at my tits as I rub his crotch, feeling the heat and blood rise through the throbbing of his veins. I like the pulsating sensation and I notice my pussy getting wetter. Preparing for more fun.
Jason comes up behind me and places his cock between my legs. Its heat sends a message that he is ready to take over. He kisses my shoulders again, but with more force and passion. I lean my head over his shoulders, allowing my long blonde hair to fall down his back.
As Ken finishes his ritualistic clothing removal, Jason reaches from behind and grabs a handful of both tits, massaging the nipples until they are pert and ready to be man-handled. “Here ya go Ken, have a taste,” Jason says as Ken takes one nipple into his mouth, gently sucking it.
More rippling sensations go down to my pussy, making it even wetter. “I’m afraid she’s all wet down there. Does anyone want to help clean her up?”
Both of their dicks are hard and pointing straight out from their bodies at a perfect ninety-degree angle. I saunter to the bedroom, looking at the two wolfhounds ready to pounce on their prey. I stop and take off my panties, tossing them behind my back.
They follow me to the bedroom and climb up next to me on the bed. As I turn to face Jason, Ken starts kissing my back until he’s at my ass. Each kiss leaves a little tingle. I look at Jason with a wildness that I’ve never felt before.
I run my tongue around his lips, “I want you to fuck me as hard as you can,” I say, seeing the burning lust glow in his eyes.
“You got it, sweet cheeks,” he says while smacking my ass. “But first I want a taste of these.” He takes my knockers into his giant hands and teases them, finally sucking on them.
Ken is between my legs and licking up some of the wetness. I moan while both of them use my body as a playground of sorts, teasing and kissing different areas to awaken every nerve in me.
“That’s it, Ken,” I sigh and moan. “Right there.”
Jason leans over my body making sure that his cock is mouth level. I grip the massive specimen with one hand and play with his balls using the free hand. He arches backward, leaning over Ken’s head.
I lick the tip and swirl my tongue, then place it in my mouth. His dick is hard and I can barely fit it between my lips. While I continue sucking and teasing his rocket and balls, Ken is now circling my clit with his tongue.
Grabbing it between his lips, Ken sucks on it so hard, like he’s trying to pull it from me. But the sensation of the roughness adds a heightened level of desire. Jason removes himself from the front of me, switching places with Ken.
Ken kisses my neck and goes upward toward my ears, nibbling them. “I want you, Tamara,” he whispers in my ear. His hot breath blowing over the moisture creates more shivers of delight for me.
Jason is deep in my valley, licking the leftovers from Ken. He slides a finger into my pussy and finger-fucks me as he teases my clit.
Ken is now on my tits, massaging them and sucking them. Between the sensations going on down under and the fondling of my tits, all senses are on edge. At the precipice of orgasm. My back arches and I feel more tension rising up my spine as I wail, squirting out a stream of come.
Breathlessly, I turn onto my stomach, waiting for the next move.
“I get first dibs on that,” I hear Jason say as the bed moves while he mounts me from the rear. He drives his dick into me and the pleasure punch that it gives is exhilarating.
I feel the bed move as Ken climbs up behind Jason on the bed, “A long as I can fuck you.”
“Have at it, boss,” Jason says while ramming that huge dick into my wet pussy.
I feel Jason tense, just a little above a yelp and I’m guessing he’s never had anal before. Jason dives into me as Ken slams into Jason’s ass.
So much intensity surrounds this moment, causing a cacophony of grunting and moaning. My body tenses again and this time, I feel the white-hot light take over my brain in an explosion of euphoria.
Jason comes next as he thrusts his cock into me hard and fast. He grunts as he releases his juices into my pussy, leaving it sopping wet. Ken is grunting and thrusting his driver deep into Jason. He finally comes and falls over onto the bed.
Breathless and ecstatic at the same time, we all just lay there soaking it in.