Four Billionaires for St. Patrick's Day

by Sierra Sparks

  I couldn’t believe I had almost done something with one of them. I had so much obvious need, sucking on my finger for him. I had never felt so vulnerable, so needy, until the other one walked in. Then, I’d just wanted to crawl across the floor and beg both of them to do whatever the hell they wanted to do with me.

  Now, the work day was over. I had a proposal to think about: two billionaire, boss brothers at once. But first, I had things to do, to move on and move out. I tried my best to focus on those things.

  Jared was a pathetic mess when I returned home. I felt sorry for him, but the brothers were right. He was toxic. And if he wouldn’t accept (or even believe in) rehab, there was nothing I could do for him but save myself.

  Don’t let a drowning man pull you under the water; that was the rule my mother had taught me. Not that my mom would approve of a lot of things I’d done today. Jared had been my world, but now he seemed so small and unimportant when I looked back on things. I had new and bigger things to think about.

  I worked quickly to throw as many things as I could into boxes and bags, and load them into my car. Carl and Clayton had just handed me the keys and the address of the beach place before I left the office. I hoped I could earn the trust they had placed in me. I couldn’t imagine they did this for all their employees.

  “Please, Mandy, don’t go,” Jared begged, seemingly desperate now, as I packed the last of my things. But it was clear he was still strung out, and I was sick of it.

  “Goodbye, Jared, for good,” I said, reminding myself this was for the best, and to think of my amazing present and future, instead of on the past and all our old hopes and dreams for this house and our relationship. It wasn’t hard, since the shell of a person he had become was standing in front of me. “Tell Grandma Sue Ellen thanks for all her help. And I truly hope you do decide to go to rehab—for yourself, and not for me, because we’re done.”

  Then, I was gone, and had no regrets.

  As I was driving down the access road to the beach place, I was thinking to myself that this day couldn’t possibly be any better. Then I saw the house. My God, it was beautiful.

  The outside clearly showed that it was two floors, probably three or four bedrooms. The inside had custom built hardwood floors with a design just past the threshold. It was built into the floor. Guess it was the Plemmons family crest.

  There was an open kitchen with beautiful appliances, all top of the line. There was a huge flat screen TV, comfortable leather couches and seats, a dining area with a custom made table and a back patio. The patio had a salt water pool, a hot tub, chairs and access to the upstairs via a spiral staircase. And the view? Although it was dark, the house was right on the beach, and it was clear that it showed spacious ocean water and sand for miles.

  The upstairs was no less spectacular. The master bedroom had a king-sized round bed, the only kind I’ve seen in expensive resort hotels. The shower had multiple nozzles so the water rained down from all sides and was controlled by a voice command computer.

  I came back downstairs after dropping off some of my stuff. Clayton had told me the place was a mess and that the housekeeper would be by tomorrow because they hadn’t known anyone would be there and that was as early as she could come, but jeez—

  it was actually sparkling. There wasn’t really anything for this housekeeper to do.

  I sat down on the couch and relaxed a moment. It had been a rollercoaster of a day. To go from Jared to this? Plus, the brothers had made it clear that they both wanted me.

  How could I choose between those two? I mean, they were both amazing looking. Clayton was young, taut and dreamy. Carl was rugged, wild and manly. Just thinking about them got me wet. I guess I was still pretty worked up from Clayton’s office. He was bringing me to the brink and then nothing. I was so wound up, a little relief would be good. I needed it and I deserved it.

  I hiked up my skirt and ran my fingers over my pussy lips. I thought about Clayton first. His muscular arms holding me and his lips kissing my neck. I ran a finger inside my panties. Everything down there was so wet.

  I didn’t want to mess up the couch, so I slid my ass down to the edge and propped my feet on the coffee table so I could spread my legs. I was facing the front door, and I started to wonder if I’d locked it. But I was getting too comfortable to go check. Besides, no one else seemed to be in this deserted beach area.

  I pulled my panties to the side and away from my hot, steamy hole. Had I ever been this wet?

  Plunging in a finger, I imagined Clayton doing it instead of me, and then his brother moving up behind me. Yeah, I could see it. Feel it. If one strong man was hot, why not two? I imagined them both with rock hard erections in their pants. They would rub up against me and I could feel their big, throbbing cocks through their clothes. I would be able to feel how much they both wanted me.

  I was now two fingers deep. Yeah, that’s it! So wet and hot. With my thumb, I massaged my clit. So sensitive. So hot. Now I was picturing the brothers undressing me—no! Tearing off my clothes. Ravaging me. Clayton was kissing my breasts and licking my nipples. Carl’s rough five o’clock shadow was down at my thighs pushing me forward. He wanted to lick my tight little asshole.

  I couldn’t believe that just as one brother was about to move in on me, the other one had walked in looking just as good, and wanting me just as much. I was one lucky girl, to have two tall, handsome, filthy rich billionaires after me.

  Now I was ready. In my mind, the brothers dropped their pants and I was picturing Clayton’s cock in my mouth.

  “God, I love your cock, Clayton!” I said allowed.

  I imagined Carl penetrating me from behind. He smacked my ass and plunged in and out.

  “Fuck me, Carl! Fuck me!” I squealed.

  Then I was heading forward with full steam, fingers going in and out of my pussy as fast as I could manage.

  “Oh, Clayton! Oh, Carl! Oh, God! Keep fucking me! Both of you at the same time. Fill both my holes. Don’t stop!”

  The gusher started deep inside me and burst forth on a wave of orgasmic bliss I hadn’t experienced ever in my life. I was shaking with each pulse and heart beat as wave after wave washed over me. I felt like I had gushed a gallon all over the carpet and my mouth hung open as I breathlessly tried to ease myself down.

  “Clayton, Carl,” I moaned. “Oh, fucking you would be the best! I have to fuck you both!”

  I meant it. I thought I would choose, but it was inevitable that I was going to be with both of them at the same time. The three of us had to do it. I would take them up on the invite. But then I opened my eyes and realized there wouldn’t be much to explain.

  Clayton and Carl were standing part way in the room, in bemused shock. I had been so engrossed in making my tight, wet pussy come while thinking of both of them fucking me at once, that I hadn’t even noticed that they had walked in through the door I had forgotten to lock.

  Chapter 8 – Carl

  “You know, it’s not every day Santa brings me what I want,” I said playfully, as I watched Mandy’s mouth drop open in surprise.

  Of all the wild shit that had happened to me over the years, this was one of the wildest. This incredibly hot chick, spread eagle, cumming all over herself while playing with her sweet little pussy and thinking about me. Well, me and Clayton, but that was okay. Share the wealth and all.

  I loved that she had been calling out our names. Clearly she wanted to take us up on our offer and both of us share her at once. She looked so hot, with her juices dripping out of her completely exposed pussy, which she had just gotten done pleasuring while thinking it was us, that it was all I could do to resist pouncing on her right then and there and making her fantasies—and my own—come true.

  A bit horrified, Mandy jumped up, much to my dismay. I could have stood there staring at her gorgeous body and dripping wet pussy, spread wide open on display for me—for us, my brother and me—forever. She hurriedly covered up and started to get her clothes back in order, but
clearly, she was ready for more than pretending that this hadn’t just happened.

  I decided it was now or never. I moved in closer to her and gently pushed her hand back.

  “No, you don’t have to stop,” I assured her. “We’re both here. It’s obvious you want us. Why not let us take you? Both at the same time. Haven’t you ever thought about what it would be like to have two cocks in you at once?”

  “I plead the fifth to that question,” she laughed a little nervously. “But I definitely want to find out what it’s like. Then again, I need this job. I’m not sure if it’s a good idea.”

  “Our HR attorney doesn’t have to know,” said Clayton. “I’m definitely not telling him. You?”

  “No, way,” I said. “He might want in on our little venture, and I’m not sharing with anyone else. How about you, Mandy? Are you going to tell anyone?”

  “I guess not,” she smiled.

  “Well, your job’s secure, you have a new place to live and you’ve got two guys here that are crazy about you,” I found myself saying.

  Wow, Carl. That was quick, I thought. But Jesus, she’s so perfect!

  “You can be our little plaything, if you like,” I suggested.

  “I like,” she smiled.

  I unbuckled my pants and drop trou right there.

  “Then I think you need to suck my cock,” I commanded, already rock hard.

  “Only if she sucks mine too,” added my brother, kicking off his shoes and trying to get his belt undone.

  “Yes,” said Mandy hungrily.

  Mandy pulled down my briefs so fast, I thought she was going to tear them in half. My stiff member popped up and ran up against her chin for a minute. She looked up and smiled at me and then began to lick the shaft. Her tongue and lips were warm and wet.

  Clayton got his pants off and threw them aside. He slid down his boxers, walked out of them and stepped up to the plate on the other side. Mandy paused and looked at his cock.

  “Ooo, who is this? Another gentlemen caller,” she said excitedly.

  “That’s right,” Clayton told her. “We want you to suck both of our cocks at the same time. Then both of us will repay the favor to you, because we’ve been waiting to devour you.”

  Mandy kissed the head of Clayton’s cock and then began to lick and suck. She stroked my already wet shaft. I wanted to unload right on that pretty face, but I was going to hold it. I had to get up inside of her hot, wet pussy. It had to be paradise, if her face and body was any indication.

  “You both taste so good,” she said breathlessly. “I love these cocks. So hot. So hard.”

  “I love your curves and your perfect, pouty face,” I told her, surprising myself at how honest I was being. I had to remind myself to hold back a bit and stay in charge. I found myself becoming completely undone near her.

  She switched back to me, increased her suction. Oh, God, it was amazing. She deep throated me until I could feel her lips at the base of my shaft. I was all the way down her throat. She gagged a little and the motion almost made me cum, but I held it. It was getting harder and harder to hold back. Thankfully, she switched back to Clayton, giving me time to regain control.

  Mandy was working Clayton’s unit with gusto. As she rubbed me steadily, I took the opportunity to throw my shirt aside and kick off the rest of my clothes. I tried to unbutton the rest of her clothes, but fuck it, I tore them off. I’d buy her new ones. She wouldn’t be needing clothes for a while.

  “I love your chest and your abs and your tats,” she told me, looking my body up and down while she sucked my brother’s cock. I was surprised by how much it turned me on to watch that.

  Now Clayton took her by either side of her hair and started gently fucking her mouth. I was reaching down and getting a handful of those breasts. After freeing them from the bra, I marveled at how round and firm they were. Mandy was like some perfect woman. How was it possible that her breasts could be this round and firm? I felt as if I were in Heaven.

  “Wait, wait,” said Clayton, also on the verge of cumming.

  Mandy didn’t lose a step and came right back to sucking me off. After a couple of quick sucks, she went below and her tongue flicked and licked my balls. God damn, it was fabulous! She gently put my balls in her mouth and then let go. It was maddening. I never wanted to fuck a woman so bad.

  “You like that, Carl?” she asked.

  “God yes,” I found myself saying. “You like our cocks?”

  “I love your cocks and your balls,” she said, now 100% committed. “Both of them are so big and hard and perfect.”

  She brought our dicks a few inches apart and started taking turns. Sucking one, then the other, licking one, then the other. I took hold of the back of her head and fucked her mouth for a glorious 30 seconds, until I had to stop. The entire enterprise was sloppy and wet. Drool was running down our legs and her chest. It was so fucking dirty and I couldn’t get enough of it.

  While she started to suck Clayton again, I reached down further to get at that sweet pussy. She moaned in pleasure as I found her clit and gently started swirling. Then I found the tight, warm hole I was looking for and placed a finger inside her.

  She moaned as she gobbled Clayton’s cock and rubbed off mine. I don’t think I had every had an erection so hard. Not since ninth grade.

  “Such big nice cocks,” she said, switching back to me.

  She sucked on my head, placed it in her cheek and then let it pop out. Then she gobbled me up again, all the while tickling Clayton’s balls with her other hand.

  Jesus, this was talent you don’t see on a resume! It was like her tongue had a mind of its own. Moving left and right, all the while sucking me. And every time I looked down, she made eye contact. Those big brown eyes looking up at me. They were saying, “I love you, Carl. I love your giant cock. I want to suck it forever!”

  And for once in my life, I was liking that a woman’s eyes were saying that to me. I was saying them back to her with my eyes, wondering if she could tell how very into her I was. Way more fucking into her than I had ever meant to be, and so soon, as well. What the fuck had gotten into me? I don’t know how much more of this I can take without fucking this woman.

  Everything about her, everything about this moment was unbelievably sexy and hot. I mean, I was attracted to her when I saw her, but this was just incredible! I had to hold back from cumming. Let Clayton break first. I needed to show her I could hold out better than he could.

  I never thought I would be sharing a girl with my brother. Nor did I think I’d be in competition with her while the same girl was sucking our cocks and I was playing with her sweet, tight, wet little pussy. But I guess there was always a first time for everything, and I sure was glad this was my first time to be with Mandy, whichever way I could get her.

  Chapter 9 – Clayton

  I had known that sharing Mandy with my own brother could be intense, but I wasn’t expecting it to be this good. I didn’t know how much longer I could hold out. Mandy was switching back and forth between our cocks with a hunger and desire that was genuine.

  I had heard about pornos and fantasies involving one woman and two men but I hadn’t known it could ever happen, let alone be like this. This was beyond my wildest dreams. And it was clearly beyond hers, as well.

  Mandy was totally into it. It was like she had been waiting all this time for two guys to offer to have sex with her, for two powerful alpha males to take her at the same time. Something inside her was uncorked and now her sexual desires were unleashed for both of us to see and enjoy.

  There was no holding back. She deep throated my cock again and I struggled not to erupt. I had to change things up or I’d lose it and spend the next ten minutes watching my brother fuck her.

  “Baby,” I said. “Take a break and strip for us.”

  Carl had already ripped open her clothes, but they were still hanging off her back. Offering a hand, I guided her up to her feet. I sensed that even Carl needed a breather. Perhaps he
was worried he’d cum and then have to watch me fuck Mandy for the next ten minutes.

  Mandy walked a few steps away and started to do a strip tease. She took off her jacket and threw it aside. She whipped her blouse further open, then turned away and looked over her shoulder and winked. Mandy pulled the blouse the rest of the way off and hurled it in a random direction. Carl and I were captivated.

  I used to wonder how guys in adult movies could stay hard in between scenes like this. Right now, I couldn’t imagine not being hard. I had a boner that I could crack a walnut with. I had hoped I would soften up a little, but no way, I was still at full mast.

  Mandy slid down her skirt, shaking her curvy, perfect ass back and forth as she did so. She was clearly feeling confident, and why shouldn’t she? Her body and her very essence were perfection personified. She finished the show by undoing her panties, which tied at the side, and letting them drop. She stepped away from them in her heels. She was about to kick them off.

  “No,” said Carl. “Keep the shoes on.”

  Good call, brother, I thought. Nothing sexier than a naked woman in heels. I couldn’t take it anymore; I had to get more of her. I brought her to the couch, admiring every inch of her supple body. Then I gave her a push and she flopped down on the couch, laughing. I pinned her down and started licking a nipple. Carl, seemingly in a daze, shook himself awake and then kneeled down to lick the other nipple.

  “Play with yourself,” I instructed. “Like when we walked in here.”

  Mandy didn’t say a word, but propped her feet back up on the coffee table. Now, completely naked, she could open her legs a little wider. She started sticking her fingers inside herself and moaning happily.

  Then she started rubbing her cute little clit in circles, while spreading her pussy open for us with her other hand. I loved looking at her gaping hole, dripping wet and ready to take both of us, while also watching her rub her clit.