Page 34 of Ménage My Bosses

West breaks our kiss. He moves behind me, his finger teasing my asshole. I shiver in anticipation. “Hand me the lube,” he says to Rob.

I shiver again. I’ve dreamed about this. I’ve fantasized about this. I’ve touched myself, jilling off to the idea of both of them taking me at the same time.

And now it’s really going to happen.

Rob pulls me forward, exposing me to West’s gaze. My breasts, still tender from the rope, mash into his muscled chest.

West pushes a lube-slicked finger into my tight ass, and I have to make myself relax. “Good girl,” he says, kissing the small of my back. “Ready for another?”

Oh. My. God.

This is overwhelming. Rob thrusts deep into me, and West now slides two fingers into my ass. I whimper as he twists them around. Rob’s lips meet mine, and he swallows my moan into his mouth.

My pussy is slick with desire, and I clench around Rob’s rock-hard, throbbing cock. I feel West shift on the bed. He trickles more lube around my asshole, and then I feel his thick head at my back entrance.

“You want both of us?” West growls. “Tell me. Ask me to fuck your ass.”

“Yes,” I practically sob. “Fuck my ass. Please, West, I need—”

The head of West’s cock gently pushes against my tight ass. My muscles stretch as his length slowly, steadily invades me.

“Talk to me, Mel.”

“That feels so good.” I slump forward, moaning my pleasure into Rob’s shoulder.

“You want more?”

“Oh God, yes.”

He pushes in a little deeper. The pressure increases. I yield, inhaling sharply as the head of his erection penetrates me.

Rob’s fingers find my clit. Pleasure blazes through me. West continues to push into me until he buries his full length in my ass.

“Green,” I gasp before they can even ask me to check in. “I’m green, I’m green. Please don’t stop, please. . .”

I’m completely filled by their cocks.

I am going to explode.

West threads his fingers through my hair. “We’re going to really fuck you now, Mel.”

Yes. Yes, please, yes.

Two thick cocks forcefully thrust into me. I dig my nails into Rob’s biceps and moan into his mouth. Desire spirals through me, and I’m burning up. Rob’s fingers caress my swollen, engorged clit as he rams into my pussy. West kisses the back of my neck as he fucks my ass.

The air sounds like sex, smells like sex.

My muscles convulse.

West’s breathing is harsh, labored.

Rob groans out loud as his cock throbs and spasms.

I’m enveloped by them. All the sensations I am experiencing are blending into one electrified ball encompassing my entire body, and I am wanton with lust.

My orgasm hurtles toward me, and nothing can hold it back. I writhe between them, muscles trembling, skin beading with sweat. When my climax slams into me, I am lost.

An hour later,we’re cleaned up, gotten dressed and masked, and are taking the elevator upstairs.


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