The Promotion (Contemporary Reverse Harem 3)

“Mmmm,” I said with half-lidded eyes.

“C’mon. Let’s get you to the bed.”

I kicked off my heels as they lay me back. My legs were spread wide, and hands ran up and down the silky stockings I wore. My thong was pulled off, and a hot tongue commenced to plunder my tender pussy, my clit growing hard and erect. Anson sucked until I screamed.

I was powerless at the hands of these men. Holy lord.

Brade straddled my chest, his weight on his knees so he didn’t squash me, and pushed my tits together. His hard dick slid between them and ground into me, gliding in and out. He gripped my girls so hard, it actually hurt, and adding insult to injury, he squeezed and rolled my nipples between his thumb and forefinger until I banged my head back against the bed. I dug my nails into his thighs. That only made him squeeze my tits harder.

I had to admit—I loved it.

He increased his speed, fucking my breasts like he was desperate. His breath came fast and hard.

“Fuck, Maizy, I’m gonna come on your tits,” Brade groaned.

“Give it to me. Come on me,” I begged.

With that, a searing, hot liquid surged between my breasts and up to my neck and chin. He continued pistoning while his cum dripped onto the bed below us. I managed to get some in my mouth and savored the tang I was now coated with.

“I want more,” I moaned.

He moved off my chest and positioned his dick over my lips. I opened wide, and he lowered himself into my mouth so I could suck him clean. In the meantime, Anson worked his magic on my pussy. One finger entered me, rolling around in my juices. When fully seated inside me, he introduced another. His tongue continued to flick my clit, leaving me bucking my hips against his attentions.

Brade moved away from my mouth and positioned himself behind my head. He pulled my arms over my head, pinning them, and watching Anson work me over.

Fuck, it was all so hot.

Lightning shot through my every nerve as my orgasm built to a shattering explosion. My head lolled while my guys watched me come. I shuddered from head to toe, whimpering like a fool.

If I’d had any reservations about how these two would get along, they were gone now. The three of us could make quite the happy little family.

It was a shame I’d have to choose one to get my promotion. But life was a weird fucking game.

The guys had conked out on the bed (two guys! in a bed! with me!), when I slipped out of the room and downstairs to call Sparkle.

“What?” she groaned.

Yeah, she’d been sleeping.

Whatever.

“Spark, I just slept with two guys,” I whispered.

Why was I whispering? The guys were at the other end of the house, and besides, were dead to the world.

“WHAT?”

I had her attention now. All grogginess had left her voice.

“Maizy! I knew you had an inner slut. Was it good?”

“Ohmygod,” was all I could say.

She yawned. “Well, I’m proud of you, big sis. It’s something every woman should do at least once. Or, in my case, as often as possible.” She giggled quietly.

“Is someone there?” I asked.

“Oh, yeah. Penn’s here. He’s asleep though. Oh, wait, I think he’s waking up.”