My 3 Rockstar Bosses - Page 179

“Yes,” she managed, voice a little stronger then. “Yes, I’ll do it.”

And shit but it was on then. Because Joanie was just too beautiful. She had no idea of her own charms, how tempting she looked perched on that couch, brown curls tumbling over her shoulders. We’d been staring at her hotly the entire time, concealing our erections so as not to scare the female.

But now there was no reason to hold back. The deal was done. A hundred twenty thousand for some deep anal play.

Because Joanie thought she’d earn her pay in chunks, one man after another. She thought we’d take it slow, stretching her out, letting the little filly get used to the process.

But we’re not like that. Elite Air consists of nasty motherfuckers and we like gangbangs. There, I said it. It’s dirty. It’s fucking disgusting. But trust me, the women love it. They panic a little at first, eyes wide, heads shaking with a cry of “Oh god, no!”

But within minutes they’re warmed up. Because who wouldn’t want to take six massive fuckstuds at once? To have six powerful alphas so horny for you that they’re leaking from their dicktips, dying to get inside? So the women cower at first, but pretty soon they’ve got their legs spread, begging for it.

“Put it in, Damien. Put it in, Charlie. You too, Aaron and Andrew,” they cry. “Oh yeah, right there!”

Yeah, it’s nasty. Fucking disgusting, if you ask me. But there’s nothing better that screwing a woman six ways until Sunday, her holes dripping with a mixture of man seed, virile and hot.

And that time was now. We were all in one room, the atmosphere sizzling with expectation.

Clearly, my brothers and I were all on the same page.

“Good sweet thing,” drawled Damien. “Because we plan on calling that option immediately.”

Her cheeks flushed.

“Wh-what?” came that breathy gasp. “What do you mean?”

Tom’s eyes gleamed.

“What we mean is that we’re using that ass immediately,” Tom grunted. “Right here, sweetheart. Right now.”

The brunette’s eyes swung to take in all of us, six massive forms seated around the luxurious conference room, dangerous auras surrounding us like halos.

“But here? Why? There’s no privacy, I can only do ….” And then her voice trailed off. Because it suddenly made sense. That’s right pretty baby. You’re taking us all in your ass tonight. Don’t be afraid.

“No,” she whispered, eyes wide. “Can’t be. I’m not ready. There’s no bed, no nothing. There’s six of you. I need time to adjust.”

But the pleas fell on deaf ears.

“There’s no time better than this moment,” drawled Charlie. “Sometimes it’s even better if you take us all at once. After one time, your butt will have the gape already, so it doesn’t need to be stretched over and over again.”

Shit, dude was being fucking disgusting. But his words were right. If a girl does six at once, her anus is stretched wide from the first dong, and it tends to stay open for a little longer, making it easier for the second, third, fourth, fifth and sixth. By contrast, if a girl takes us one on one in different settings, her butt bounces back between each session. Her hole shrinks back down to its regular size, and then the next guy’s gotta force his way in, bit by bit, screwing his fuckshaft slowly.

Not that I mind working it. I love watching as female anus gives it up, pushing myself into a girl’s back cavern as she gasps and moans, clutching the sheets. But take it from experience. It’s easier on the girl to service all of us at once so long as the anal gape’s there.

Would Joanie’s anus gape?

Would her tight brown hole open up, showing us her insides?

It was time to find out.

With a resounding thunk, Aaron pulled down a Murphy bed. Oh yeah, the thing was hidden in the wall, practically invisible. But it sprang into form now, king-size and done up with luxurious six-hundred thread count sheets.

“Your chariot awaits, my lady,” he drawled, g

esturing to the mattress. “Your horses are ready.”

Shit. This asshole was doing it all wrong. No girl’s just going to climb on and show you her ass, ready to be pummeled by six men.

But that’s where I was mistaken. Because I don’t know Joanie, having only met her ten minutes ago. And evidently, she’s special for a reason.

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