Sharing Her

I feel him pulsing and throbbing inside me, and I feel something wet deep inside that promises so much more. I’m slicker than I ever have been.

Although I’m ashamed to admit it, I’ve touched myself before, but nothing I’ve done on my own can compare to the kind of stimulation I’m getting from these men. I never knew that they always wanted to do this to me, but now, I couldn’t be more happy that it’s happening. I want to stay on Michael and David’s cocks forever.

I know this is only for the job, but it feels so much better having known them before.

Michael touches my body lovingly, all over, and David is ravishing me with his eyes. Michael doesn’t just touch my nipples and my clit, through one hand never leaves my clit, rubbing it in those same unstoppable circles. He touches my stomach, my shoulders, my thighs, anything he can reach.

His touch is so loving that I wonder just how much he’s thought about this.

I start letting out little gasps with every thrust. His bucking is hard and strong, and every single one grinds up against a spot deep inside me that simply electrifies me. It’s a stronger feeling than I’ve ever felt in my life.

I feel so bad for judging Tiffany for using sex toys now.

Nothing can hold back my moans as I feel another orgasm welling up in my body. Michael starts getting less regular, and he stops trying to maintain an even rhythm. He grabs my hips with both hands and holds on tight before he starts rutting into me like a wild beast.

I hear his rhyth

mic, gravelly grunting in my ear, paired with hot breaths each time he fucks up into me. It gets faster and faster, and I realize he’s about to release himself inside me.

Just as he lets out a final groan and releases the first burst of cum inside me, I feel another orgasm hit me like a truck, shaking my thighs and spreading out to every finger and toe, bringing me close to passing out from the overwhelming feeling.

Michael empties himself into me, pouring out everything he has in thick, hot shots that just keep coming.

And when it’s finally over, I’m a useless mess.

We sit there panting for longer than I can keep track of, and Michael never gets less stiff. His cock twitches inside me a few times before he finally pulls me out, and he lays me down on the couch between the two of them.

I can’t even speak, I’m too worn out. My whole body shakes.

Michael takes my feet in his hands and massages them gently, while David does the same with my shoulders.

“You’re a very talented young lady, Amanda,” David says in a husky tone.

“Indeed,” Michael says beaming down at me. I can barely keep my eyes open. “I think we might need to revisit what we said about tips.”

“What do you mean?” I ask, a tiny twinge of fear hitting me. Was I not good enough?

“I mean,” he says, leaning forward with a wolfish smile, “we should discuss keeping you around...permanently.”

Five months later, life couldn’t be better.

The only hard part was explaining to Dad why I was swelling up like a balloon with Michael and David’s baby, but the feeling of that was so good that I didn’t care.

The guys made good on their promise. I quit working at the club after one day, because I knew I didn’t want any cocks filling me up by Michael and David’s. They took me in and gave me anything I asked for.

And believe me, I tried to push the limits.

I never knew that one night getting pumped full of virile cum could be so life-changing, but it was the best choice I ever made.

The first thing I did was get Dad a promotion with a massive bonus, and on top of that, I got my parents a new house, car, and cleared all our family debts. After that, the men insisted that I get something for myself.

So, I took them up on their offer to get me a swanky apartment in downtown Boston. But they went a little further than that--they also got me one in Tokyo, one in Paris, and one in San Francisco, plus unlimited use of one of their private jets to go to any of them whenever I wanted.

There was only one condition: whenever either of them wanted me with them, I had to be there. And to me, that was just an added bonus.

The more pregnant I looked, the more they fawned over me, and after five months, they decided to take leave to see me through the rest of my pregnancy.

And that was when they proposed to me.