by Lainey Reese
That afternoon Trevor was working on the speech he had to give that weekend at a luncheon. He didn’t like public speaking, but he was proficient at it, and he saw it as a necessary evil in his life.
Riley was lounging on the couch in his office, waiting for the day to be done with so they could go home. They were taking her to the theatre tonight to see Sweet Charity and she was all but bouncing up and down in her impatience. But he wasn’t leaving until he got this right. They needed people to dig deep for this new project, and it wasn’t going to happen if he couldn’t get them motivated.
“Little one,” Trevor said without looking up from his notes. “Be still or I’m going to turn you over my knee. I’m trying to concentrate.”
Riley could not sit still. This was the best day ever. She and Trevor had worked it out so she could be involved in the new rec center he was starting for girls. Of course, she was only going to be putting in about twenty hours a week if she was lucky, but it was a start. Tonight she was going to see her first ever Broadway play. Things just didn’t get any better than this.
She looked at Trevor, so diligent and studious. She smiled and thought he looked a little like Indiana Jones in professor mode, only more hunky. Since her heart felt like it might burst if she didn’t let the words out, she got up to lock the door to his office, just in case. He was absorbed in what he was doing. She didn’t think he noticed until he looked up at her when she got to his desk.
“What are you up to, Ry?” he asked, a fire already burning in his eyes because he had noticed her lock the door.
“Well,—” she came around to kneel in front of him as he turned in his seat, a puzzled look on his face, “—I told Cade last night, and I wanted to wait until later to tell you, like in bed.” She slid one gentle hand up his thigh. “But I can’t wait that long.” That hand cupped warmly over the growing bulge in his lap, and Trevor sighed and adjusted to give her better access. Riley grabbed tight to his shaft and pulled firmly and quickly to bring herself up and between his spread knees. She stared at him straight in the eye, not two inches from his face and said, “I love you, Trevor. I love you both.” Then she bit teasingly at his bottom lip and said, “I just thought you should know.”
Everything in Trevor clenched at her words, instantly aroused. Trevor felt a cloak of calm settle over him. He felt the need to dominate, to exert his control and revel in the joy of having Riley give herself completely to him.
“Stand up on my desk,” he said, his voice quietly stern and serious. Riley locked her gaze on his and felt a sizzle shoot through her groin at the clear demand in his voice and demeanor. She shakily got to her feet and climbed onto his desk. Her hands trembled at her sides.
Trevor let his gaze roam over her. They had dressed her in a navy blue cashmere sweater and a plaid school girl skirt today with ankle socks and a pair of black and white saddle shoes. Her hair was pulled back and up in a high ponytail; she looked like a school boy’s wet dream.
“Unbutton your sweater,” Trevor instructed. “Start at the bottom.” Slowly, she complied, revealing her olive toned skin inch by inch. “Stop.” Trevor said when she had all of them undone but the top one.
“Now. Unhook your bra.” She reached to the front clasp and released it, then pulled the cups back until they hung under the open sweater. Her ample breasts were round and high, the beaded crests a dark dusky rose. “Show me your pussy.”
She looked at him with wide eyes, not expecting that. If he would have said take off your skirt that would have been one thing. But the way he had phrased it was scandalous to her and it sent a naughty thrill through her body as she tentatively lifted the front of her skirt.
Trevor groaned at the sight before him. Her soft sweater framed those perfect breasts. Her dainty hands held up her childish skirt while she showed him the prettiest little pussy he’d ever seen, the irresistible image rounded out by her feet in her fifties era shoes. She bent one knee as she squeezed her thighs together in an effort to ease some of the ache that was building in her and Trevor smiled at the pleasure he felt knowing that she was enjoying herself as much as he was.
“Widen your stance.” She did, placing her feet shoulder width apart. “Keep you skirt up with one hand and spread those pretty pussy lips with the other,” he ordered in a harsh sex-raspy voice. When she hesitated he commanded, “Do it now and don’t hesitate again to do what you’re told, or I will spank you.” She sucked in a shaky breath and slipped a gentle hand to her moistening flesh. Her fingernails were painted a deep red, and they pushed between the folds and opened the lips to reveal the tiny nub and glistening opening of her sheath. Her fingers making a red tipped vee, framing her delights for him.
“Good. Now stay there.” Then he picked up his speech and went back to work.
Riley stared in open-mouthed shock. She couldn’t believe he was going to leave her like this. Every part of her was on display for him, she was standing on his desk like an X-rated paperweight, and he was working on his speech. She was so turned on she was sure that just one touch on her clit and she would come, but he blithely went back to work. It was maddening. It was torture. And, it was exhilarating. There was something delicious about being on display like this and yet ignored. It made her feel like a sex slave from some bygone era, and her body was thrumming in impatience to see this through.
Trevor was staring intently at the papers in his hand, but for all he comprehended, they could be written in Greek. He could smell her arousal, with his peripheral vision he could see how she trembled with desire for him to continue. He knew that the longer he could hold back the better it would be for both of them, and it was a wonderful torment.
After what seemed like an hour, he gathered his speech in one hand and stood. Without looking at her, he reached his other hand out to her exposed pussy. His blunt fingers slipped over and around her weeping flesh, circling the clit and opening. Flicking and tugging on the lips that she held back for him, dipping into the clenching depths while he read the finished speech.
Riley’s knees buckled, and she started to come. “Stop.” Trevor’s voice was dark and commanding, and he pinched painfully on one of her labia making her squeak. “You will not come. Not until you’ve heard my speech. Do you hear? Not until I’m done. If you try to come before that I’ll pinch you again, and if you do let yourself come, I’ll turn you over my knee and spank your sweet little ass until you can’t sit down.” He looked up at her then and the fire blazing in his eyes was enough to make her whimper. “Understand, little one?”
“Ye-Yes,” Riley stammered, trying hard to concentrate on anything but his hand between her legs. She was afraid she wouldn’t be able to hold back the orgasm no matter the consequence. He nodded approval at her compliance and started fondling her again. His fingers were wide and had calluses on them from his constant labor. They felt like heaven on her tender flesh, and the way he moved them on her was glorious. Riley felt her climax coming closer and tried clenching all her muscles to hold it back. Trevor was reading on and without a break in his speech, he again pinched one of her lips. Riley yelled, the pinch painful enough to push back the pending explosion, but in a way also bringing her to an even higher level of arousal. Of their own accord, her hips started flexing and dipping, riding the fingers that were dipping in and out of her.
Trevor kept reading, but even though his voice was calm and monotone, his entire focus was on Riley and her luscious body. His whole hand was coated with her juice. His head was filled with the scent of her. He pulled his fingers out of her then traced the fingers that were holding her spread open for him, and he used his thumb and middle finger to swirl and lightly pluck at her clit. It was swollen with need, and he wanted nothing more than to suckle on that little bit of flesh, but he had set the rules for this game. He wasn’t going to break them. He went on talking about reformed kids and the drop of crime in this district since the rec center while he took three fingers and rubbed them rapidly over her clit, pushing hard and fast a
He could tell she was going to break, so he pulled his hand away and walked to the other side of his desk, behind her while his voice grew in volume and passion as the speech got to the part about the importance of nurturing the children of this country. From behind her Trevor instructed, “Bend over and grab your ankles.” At first she didn’t respond, so far gone she didn’t comprehend that he was speaking to her and not just reading from his speech. He had to repeat himself and give a sharp slap to her bottom.
When she did as she was told, he lifted her skirt and draped it over her back, exposing all her secrets to him to do with as he wished. He slid his hand between the rounded cheeks of her ass and pushed his thumb into the rosebud of her back hole. He pumped in and out, smooth and slow three times, then pushed his middle finger into her pulsating slit. Riley shot to her toes and yelled out a plea. “Oh, Trev. Oh please. Please, I’m going to come. I’m going to come.” She was senseless with her begging. “Please. Please let me come.”
Trevor leaned forward and bit her on the ass, hard. “No.” Riley yelped, the pain another layer to the madness he was building in her. Soon, she knew she wouldn’t be able to stop, and she resigned herself to a spanking.
“Well. What have we here?” Cade’s voice was smooth and amused from just inside the doorway. Riley squeaked in shock and tried to straighten up. Trevor stopped her by pinching the fingers in her ass and pussy together, the pain immediately getting her compliance. She again grabbed her ankles and resolved herself to whatever they wanted to do to her. “How did you get in? The door was locked.”
Cade came around to the front of Trevor’s desk and bent forward to meet her eyes, “I have a key.” He smiled at her and kissed her forehead, acting as if he came upon a sight like this every day.
Trevor then continued his speech, and his fingers continued their torment. Cade sat down in Trevor’s chair, steepled his hands and braced his chin on them while he watched. He reached out briefly to tuck her skirt into her waistband so he could have a clear view and then resumed his posture, watching as Trevor tortured her until she was again mindless and begging for him to let her come.
Trevor smacked her butt with his papers and said, “Cade, she’s too noisy. It’s distracting me. Care to do something about that?”
“My pleasure,” Cade said and stood to unbuckle his slacks, pulling his fully erect shaft out. The position put Riley’s head at waist level for him, the angle was a little awkward, but she was so turned on she didn’t care and just latched her mouth onto his cock and sucked like her life depended on it.
Cade hissed between his teeth and grabbed her by her ponytail. “Jeez, sweetheart,” he said between clenched teeth, “God, that’s good, baby. Suck it. Yeah, like that. Ah, I love your mouth.”
He pumped in hard and fast to the back of her throat. Riley’s whole body thrilled to his words and the hot tube of flesh throbbing in her mouth. It was too much and she didn’t know how much longer she could hold back. Then the miracle she had been hoping for happened. Trevor finished and set his papers on the desk. Riley whimpered in relief and trembled as she waited for permission to come finally.
Trevor kept his hand buried in her two holes and leaned around her hip to watch Cade pumping in and out of her mouth.
“Ry? Would you like to come now? Huh, baby?” he asked as he changed his rhythm and added his other hand to slide against her clit. She hummed an agreement and nodded around Cade’s shaft. “Okay, baby. Okay. Come for us. Come…now.” He groaned as her muscles clenched around his fingers, and her garbled screams filled the room while the climax gushed from her body with the force of a tidal wave. Trevor bit the under curve of one luscious cheek, wanting to devour her from head to foot, he was so turned on at the endless waves rippling from her inner muscles he felt close to the edge himself.
“Trev?” Cade cut in, holding back his own release by the teeth. “You got any lube here?” He looked down at her lovely mouth still sucking greedily on his cock and then across her back to where his best friend continued to finger fuck her ass and pussy. “I think it’s about time you had a taste of what it’s like to be in that sweet ass of hers.”
Riley’s knees buckled, and she moaned out her eagerness on his shaft. She had loved having them both in her the last time. It had hurt, a lot at first. But it was a delicious hurt, one she had wanted to push into and relish. It had felt so good to have them both in her, so full. Right now she was so turned on she would let them do anything to her, anything as long as they just didn’t stop.
“I think she likes that idea,” Cade said and gave a sharp tug on her hair, making her eyes sting. “Don’t you Ry? You like being full of us, don’t you? One in each hole, fucking you till you scream.” He chuckled darkly when she moaned out her agreement and nodded again.
“Check the right hand drawer,” Trevor said. “I think I have some in there that I keep for emergencies.” Cade opened the drawer and brought out a tube to hold in front of Riley. She mewled and blinked at him, scared and exhilarated at the same time.
“Cade,” Trevor began, “pull out and go sit on the bench.” Cade did, and Riley watched him walk away, her mouth feeling empty without him. He sat on a black leather recliner bench—a fancy lounge chair without armrests. He sat with his legs together in a semi-reclining position and looked expectantly at the two of them, obviously letting Trevor call the shots. Trevor’s hand was still pumping in and out of her and he started working his thumb in big circles in her ass, widening the hole for his cock. Riley panted and tried to relax her muscles.
“Riley, straddle Cade and put his cock in this hot little pussy. Keep your knees on the bench and lean forward.” She slowly straightened, and he helped her down from the desk.
As soon as she was standing, Cade gave a rumble of approval for her appearance, with her girlish skirt rucked up showing her bare flesh and her sweater opened to frame those tits of hers, it was a delectable sight and he couldn’t wait for what was about to come.
Trevor watched her walk to Cade and place herself over and then onto his friend’s shaft. It was an arousing sight and he quickly shed his slacks and headed over. “Riley,” he said, handing her the lube, “get my dick ready to fuck your ass.” The words were purposely crude. He knew that the dirty talk thrilled her as much as everything else that they were doing. He sucked in a harsh breath as she wrapped her hand around his flesh and squirted a generous amount of lube onto it. Her hand stroked and rubbed, covering him from base to tip in a thick slippery layer. She dragged her thumb over the slit on the head, and Trevor groaned at the sensation. He pulled back and stepped behind her, straddling the bench.
He placed his hand on the small of her back and pushed until she was leaning against Cade and her ass was offered up to him like a sacrifice. He placed the tip of the tube on her tightly gathered bud and squeezed, filling the crack. He tossed the tube aside and used his thumb again on her hole, making sure it was well lubed for him. “Get ready, babe.” He placed the purpled bulbous head against her, gently pushing back and forth in small nudges until the head slipped in. Her whole body tensed as she tried to pull away from the pain of his intrusion. “Shhh.” He groaned, “Ah God, sweetie, don’t move. Don’t move. I’m on the edge, and I don’t want to come yet. Ah God. Cade.” He met Cade’s gaze over her shoulder. “So fucking good….yeah.” He pushed all the way in. Thrilling to her grunting yell as she adjusted to the feel of them both inside her. He pulled back until just his head was in and then with another deep guttural groan, he lunged back in to the hilt.
He shifted and pushed, grabbing a handful of ass in each hand and spreading her cheeks wide until he was buried as far inside her as he could get. His balls were flush to Cade’s and the two of them felt each other thru the thin layer of skin separating them. The moment was so intense and intimate that Trevor felt like the slightest movement would send him over the edge. He took two deep cleansing breaths, latched onto his control by a thread and nodded to Cade. Then Cade flexed and pulled out, then back in and Trevor pulled out, and back and forth it went. Slow and deep, grinding in as far as they could get with each demanding thrust.
Riley was paralyzed between them. Trapped by the two enormous shafts impaling her, by the two six foot plus male bodies commanding her. It was mind blowing and exotic and with their hands gripping and shifting her ’til she was just where they wanted her; it was a moment that blazed in fire across her closed eyelids and she screamed, “I’m coming. I’m coming, oh please. I’m coming.”
That was it. Her cries, her clenching inner muscles, snapped the control that they had been clinging to. Both started a furious pounding into her that made her orgasm detonate as they plunged and pounded into her pulsating flesh.
Riley screamed again as she felt the hot shooting jets of Trevor’s come when he lunged one last time, balls-deep into her ass. Then Cade, as he came too, pulsing and shuddering deep into her writhing sheath. It was too much, too, too much and Riley shouted again and again as they emptied into her. She felt flooded with their hot come, it filled her and was such an exquisite sensation that Riley didn’t know if she could survive it. She bit hard into Cade’s chest, unable to stand it anymore, and his shout and growl was a dark reward that thrilled her. He fisted his hand around her ponytail and pulled hard until she released her bite. He brought her mouth up to his to fill with his tongue and then, finally, the incredible tremors at last started to ebb from the three of them.
Trevor collapsed on top of them, sated. He didn’t care if he was squishing them. He didn’t think he’d be able to move for a week.
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