“Yeah that’s it baby, I’m going to unload this black snake into your ass. You’ll be filled with my sperm. It’s going to drip down your crotch the rest of the day, I got a hell of a load coming.” Latavius spanked her ass and moaned loudly.
Dolly could feel his sperm as it permeated the walls of her ass. She moaned out again as she felt Mr. Hanson release in her pussy just a second later.
“Fuck, me too, I’m cumming.” Mr. Hanson moaned out.
Scott couldn’t stand the stroking of his cock and all the noises and a stream of his sperm shot out. It hit Dolly squarely in the chin. He moaned loudly, “What the fuck.”
“Hey dude you lasted longer this time!” Latavius smacked him on the back.
“Yeah that’s true.” He smiled.
“Oh damn that ass is sure fine.” Latavius said as he removed his black cock with a plop from her hole. “Damn boss I swear you’re going to have to try that one too.” He said to Mr. Hanson.
“Oh you know I am. I’ve wanted that ass first. But hell, you did the hardest job of pulling her back to the room. Plus Latavius you’re one of my best guys.” Mr. Hanson said.
As he pulled his cock out of her pussy Dolly felt the sperm drain out of both holes. She moaned loudly, she felt like a wet used sack, and it seemed like they weren’t done with her yet.
“Alright sweetheart, I’m going to rest for a few minutes and then tackle that ass of yours myself.” Mr. Hanson said as he wiped off the mixed juices on her leg.
Dolly was having a hard time focusing her eyes and she simply shook her head in agreement.
“Hey Scott get her some water. I think we might have dehydrated her by making her cum too much.” Mr. Hanson said.
The boy came back with a glass that Dolly gladly took. She felt a bit better after she had drunk it, but her ass was already sore.
“Do you think you could skip my ass for this time?” She asked Mr. Hanson.
He looked at her and shook his head. “Sweetheart, I love fucking asses and yours is just too good to pass up. Don’t worry, I’m not near as big as Latavius is so it won’t hurt near as much.”
“Hell I loosened her up, she should be good, not much pain at all!” Latavius laughed.
Dolly could only hope as she noticed that Mr. Hanson was becoming hard once more. That talk of her ass had really excited him.
“I think I’ll fuck her pussy while you’re doing that though. I mean hell you all been saying how tight and warm it is, why not compare!” Latavius announced.
She looked down to see his snake was once more hard and ready for adventure. She sighed heavily and let them position her how they wanted her.
Latavius entered her pussy first to get her mind off of Mr. Hanson as he pushed his cock into her ass.
“Oh yeah this is nice and tight. Damn Latavius you weren’t kidding. Even after you fucked the shit out of her ass I can tell its untainted territory.” Mr. Hanson said as he slid his cock into her ass.
He was rougher with her than Latavius had been. Dolly was glad that the bigger man had been a lot easier on her ass. It still hurt a lot. But with Latavius pushing his cock into her pussy, she felt the tremor of another orgasm begin.
Latavius rubbed her clit and pushed into her as Mr. Hanson buried himself to the hilt in her ass. Dolly moaned out as her climax hit. “Oh damn, oh my goodness.” She yelled out.
“I told you this would be something that was rewarding for all of us.” Mr. Hanson said, pushing his cock into her ass faster and faster.
Dolly hoped that he wouldn’t last near as long as Latavius had either. The way he was pounding her, she was positive that she would have trouble sitting at work the next day.
“Fuck this ass is nice. Oh I’m so glad you tried to fit into that skirt today. I swear this is one of the best asses I’ve ever fucked.” Mr. Hanson shouted as he pushed into her again and again.
Latavius laughed as he listened to the man rant about her ass. He looked down at Dolly and smiled, “You know he’s right, you do have one fine ass. You shouldn’t worry about dressing all sexy. The right man will notice you no matter what you have on!”
Dolly smiled up at him, thankful of the compliment. She moaned as she felt Mr. Hanson’s cock jerk in her ass, his sperm shooting out and filling her up once more.
As he pulled out Dolly felt his sperm trickle down her thighs. She felt filthy and used, but Latavius soon made her forget it all. He pushed into her and grabbed her clit at the same time. Pushing it between his thumb and finger he rubbed it perfectly.
“Oh my god.” She moaned out as yet another climax rocketed through her body.
Latavius laughed and she felt his sperm soak her walls. He pulled out and lowered to her lips, placing a kiss on it.
“Little lady you are one trooper.”
Scott had brought in some towels to help her clean up. Dolly wiped up sperm from her body and dressed slowly. Her ass was on fire, she wondered how long it would be before it stopped hurting.
“Hey sweetheart, I tell you what you did great today. Here’s the skirt, like I told you. The bill is forgiven, no payment due. I think you might be able to have a tailor fix the skirt up.” Mr. Hanson handed her a bag.
“Thanks.” She said.
As she walked out of the store she realized that it even hurt for her to walk. But she had a smile on her face, and thought that she might actually go back to the store and shop again, or perhaps just spend some time in the back room!
Chapter One
“Dear God” he sputtered out loud. Had he been heard? Certainly not by the woman he was watching down the hall, either that or she didn't mind strangers watching as she fiddled with her under garments. He had regretted accepting the invitation from Lord and Lady Somerset, surrounded by unmarried debutantes and matchmaking mothers made him think of a dying animal being circled by vultures.
Looking decidedly disheveled the woman had slipped outside what he assumed was an empty room, he couldn't imagine any man brave enough to take on the amount of ruffles that were pretending to be a dress. It failed to provide the minimum amount of appropriate coverage. Even in the shadowy hallway he could appreciate the swell of her breast almost spilling out. A gentleman would have at least pretended to look away maybe even coughed to alert her to his presence but being born a Duke did not make him a gentleman.
Slinking back into the shadows he enjoyed what he felt was a show just for him, even though she was completely unaware the Duke of Blakely was watching her. Her skin was slightly golden, something he was not use to seeing on the women of London, whether royalty or wench, he was used to silky white breasts with nipples surrounded by pale pink flesh. Her breasts, not as golden as her skin were delightfully darker than expected with a deep rosy circle at the center, of which he could only see half of. Although he felt as though he had been watching her for hours it was only minutes, and before he could protest she had covered her partially exposed breast and swished past him straight towards the party. He thought to himself he should probably do the same, instead he went into the room she had just come from.
Even if he had wanted to follow her back to the party his hard length inside his too tight britches prevented this. Blake, as he was known to his close friends, entered the same room still assuming it was empty. He was surprised and happy to see Lucien his friend whom he hadn’t seen for weeks. Lucien was the second son of The Earl of Blackwood and considered a rogue by most of society, but not deviant enough to be immune to the marriage market.
“What have you been doing old friend” Blake asked, his tone implying he was referring to just now and not the past few weeks Lucien had been away.
“Got married my older friend” Lucien replied, laughing at his friends shock. “Not really Blake, I just needed a good laugh. Thanks the laugh was enough to make me forget for a moment that I am engaged to be married, suddenly my joke isn't as funny as it was a few minutes ago.”
Blake didn't know if he should laugh at or cry for his friend. Though
he was feeling angry that this happened and he didn't know about it. Lucien quickly found a liquor cabinet and helped himself to some of Lord Somerset’s brandy. Sitting in silence the men drank, until Blake finally asked Lucien what had happened. Lucien explained how a woman named Evelyn presented herself to Lord and Lady Blackwood as the betrothed of their eldest son Charles. She had the contract and proof of birth to support her claim. Lucien didn't really know the story behind her odd upbringing, at the time he hadn’t cared. As he sat telling the story to Blake, Lucien wished to himself that had cared more. If had cared even a little he could have fled the country before his parents had managed to convince the girl to marry Lucien instead of Charles.
“So in a few weeks I will be married. Did she pass you in the hallway?” Lucien asked.
“Wait the woman who just left this room is your betrothed?” Blake blurted out in shock.
“Yes my friend”, Lucien took a larger than necessary gulp of his drink and refilled his glass. He knew Blake was dying to ask him about the dress. He too had been horrified and embarrassed, but it was his own fault. Lucien had spent the last few weeks terrorizing Evelyn hoping she would break the betrothal and leave. First he offered her an insane amount of money to leave but when bribery didn't work, he resorted to humiliation and degradation. Her ridiculous gown was due to his very poor fashion advice, that wasn’t really advice or even recommendation but an insistence. However he realized too late the mistake he had made. She hadn’t reacted the way he expected her to. Instead of her fleeing the party embarrassed she had turned the table on him, she boasted of her engagement to Lucien at every opportunity. Realizing his mistake he had dragged her into this room in an attempt to remove as many ruffles as possible without tearing the gown apart. Lucien’s thought returned to his conversation with Blake. “That was Evelyn, my lovely wife to be”, Lucien lamented out loud to his friend. Any further conversation was cut short when Evelyn swished back into the room. Silence ensued as no one knew what to say or do. Nothing of the situation was expected.
Chapter Two
“I…um Lucien, I lost my er, I am sorry I interrupted.”
“Wait.”
Evelyn thought it was Lucien that had said wait, but it was the other man in the room whom she did not know.
“Stay, I would like to introduce myself”, the man said as he stood and moved towards her. Distracted Evelyn hadn't noticed that Blake had closed the door behind her. “I am the Duke of Blakely, Blake to my friends. As Lucien is my greatest friend and you are his betrothed I hope you to will call me Blake”, his voice like silk, Evelyn didn't think she could deny this man anything he asked.
Lucien watched as Blake pulled Evelyn towards the couch. He knew what Blake wanted; they had played this game with women before. A smooth seduction by Blake was enough to make any woman give him anything he wanted. What he wanted would result with the woman on her hands and knees with a cock in her pussy and another in her mouth, being fucked by both men. Did he want this with Evelyn? He was fairly certain she was still a virgin. His thoughts grew dark and his cock grew hard as he considered the situation.
“What did you lose, love?” Lucien asked, his voice never betraying the thoughts in his head.
“I don't remember”, she lied. How could she begin to think while sitting between these two men? Lucien knew she was lying, though he couldn't imagine why, unless it was due to Blake’s presence. Scooting closer to her Lucien stroked her cheek softly. The touch was meant to calm her nerves, it worked.
“Blake is my oldest friend, there is nothing you can do or say to me that you can't do with him”, Lucien’s subtle use of do and say as interchangeable was not noticed by Evelyn. What neither man knew what that she had drank almost half a bottle of champagne before having the courage to return to this room hoping Lucien was still here.
“I came back to seduce him, to seduce Lucien”, she blurted out. Turning towards him she asked “Can I?”
“Well love, that all depends on you”, Lucien whispered into her ear, as he kissed her shoulder slowly moving his lips up her neck until they were eye to eye. For a brief second Evelyn was going to ask Lucien to explain, but the question was quickly forgotten. Lucien returned to her neck, his lips touching her skin no longer soft and smooth but aggressive, while grabbing the back of her neck as the assault by his lips become more intense. Somewhere in the back her mind she registered that Blake had locked the door to the room and returned to the couch.
“Sweet Evie, may I kiss your hand?” Blake asked, though he had already begun, starting with her hand his lips moved up her arm slowly. Blake knew if he went too quickly she might panic and stop the two men.
“Mmm hmmm”, came out of her mouth as a humming moan. Within moments Blake had pulled the top of her gown down over her breasts and Lucien helped her arms from each sleeve. She was unsure if it was the champagne or the raw sexual heat of the men touching her that kept her from leaving.
“Now love, Blake is going to untie your corset”, Lucien said. As she went to say something Lucien cupped her cheek, rubbing his thumb across her lips softly. “I will not be happy until I see your breasts freed, I must see them”. She turned her head and nodded to Blake, not having the courage to say yes out loud. Lace by lace, Blake freed her from the corset quickly but smoothly, he had experience.
“Stand up love, we want to see you remove your chemise”, Lucien ordered. Standing, Evelyn crossed her arms grabbing the bottom of the chemise and lifted, the fabric slipped up lifting her breast slightly, causing them to bounce as it was lifted up and over her head. Lucien gave a nod to his friend, letting him know he could have the first taste. Pulling on her waist Blake brought her down to the couch, resting on her knees with one of Blake’s in between.
“May I taste your sweetness?” Blake asked. Evelyn turned to Lucien for guidance.
“Do as you please my friend, I find I am enjoying the show”, Lucien replied.
Chapter Three
With that Blake slid his right arm around her waist, with his left he cupped her breast and brought his lips down hard onto the rosy circle. Looking up at her he brought his tongue up, giving her hard nipple a lick that made her moan and sent chills all over her body. Soon his lips were back, surrounding the nipple he sucked and licked, teasing. When he turned to the other to taste, his hand remained on the other, his fingers slightly pinching.
Evelyn grinding her body down on to his leg, arched her back pushing her breast closer to his mouth that was begging for more attention. She began to feel a sensation between her legs, she knew her body was going to climax. Stuttering “Please don't stop, please don't stop”, her breathing heavier and moaning louder, Blake knew he had to do something about the noise she was making. He grabbed her face, covering her mouth and held it there. He liked the feel of her hot breath on his hand, the humming sensation that came from her muffled cries. “Don’t stop” she begged, grinding harder. Blake had no intention of stopping, he grabbed her hips to guide her grinding, pulling her into him harder and harder, sucking and licking, never giving her a break from the assault. Lucien watched Evelyn’s body shake as her orgasm came.
“Love, look at me”, Lucien’s voice startled her. When her attention was on him, he laid himself back, pushed down his pants and released his hard cock and began stroking himself, just as he had done earlier. Still straddling Blake, she watched him rub and stroke himself. “No matter what you and Blake do, do not stop watching me”, his words came with heavy breathing.
Standing behind her, he reached around sliding his fingers through her pink lips and into her pussy, “friend, the lady is wet and ready”, after a few moments Blake added, “and tight, almost too tight”. His fingers were inside her, trying to push deeper but was unable to with the way she was standing.
“Take care old friend, the lady is going to be my wife and quite likely is a virgin”, Lucien’s words sounded more like a growl than a man, his fist jerking on his cock faster.
Blake turned Evelyn
to face him, his hands slid down around the curve of her backside and under, lifting her hard and fast, spreading her legs at the same time and forcing her arms around his neck. She let out the softest of moans, the sound causing his cock to flinch. With her legs wrapped around him he moved towards a desk that appeared to be the perfect height for a man to bend a woman over taking her from behind. As he moved toward the desk he had slid her undergarments off enough to expose each cheek. The sound of her bare ass hitting the hard wooden desk was almost as enjoyable as the face she made.
Grabbing each ankle Blake lifted both legs up and together until her ankles were touching allowing him to slide the last of her undergarments up and off. Now she sat legs spread, nothing between him and the pink lips between her legs. He started sliding his hands up each thigh, she arched her back urging his hands closer. Evelyn couldn't believe she was allowing this, that she was enjoying it, she couldn't bring herself to say no or stop. Soon Lucien walked around the desk where Blake had dropped her and sat in the large leather chair. Again he took his entire cock into his fist, stroking as he watched the two on the desk.
Blake forgot all about Lucien, he didn't care if Evelyn wanted to watch his friend fuck his fist, he was far more interested in the woman’s breasts laid before him. He couldn't get over her lush breasts and the rosy flesh around her nipples, nipples still erect and hard from his playing earlier. He slid his cock out of his pants, pushing just the head into the wet folds. He stroked up and down, listening to her cries of pleasure. Without warning he forced himself inside her with a hard thrust, for just a moment he felt her body resisting until he broke through the barrier allowing his entire length to penetrate her. Evelyn’s cries of pleasure turned to pain but Blake did not care, he continued ramming himself inside her. So tight and wet he wondered how much longer he could last. Lucien worried a bit about the pain but from the sound leaving her mouth he was confident the pain had passed. Blake continued to fuck her hard, her breasts bouncing wildly with every thrust. He knew Evelyn couldn't watch him as he had demanded, he didn't mind. He already had plans for her once his friend finished.
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