Their Courtesan: Billionaire Menage Romance

by Cynthia Dane

  Seth got up on his hands and pushed himself all the way back into Judith. She gasped, eyes slamming shut as everything moved inside of her. “I’d like to see you try,” Seth muttered. “Her pussy got so tight when she came that I thought she was going to snap my cock off.”

  “You seem like the kind of guy who would like that.”

  “Not you?”

  Miguel removed his jacket and tossed it back on his chair. Uh, hello. “You haven’t seen anything yet.”

  Seth tried to move again. Judith grabbed his arms, steadying them both. “No. Don’t move. There’s this gorgeous guy taking off his clothes next to us. I need something in me or I’ll die.”

  Both men looked at her warily – or wearily, in Seth’s case. “You hear that?” He said to Miguel. “She’ll die without me inside of her.”

  “Go ahead. Take your time. I can wait.”

  Judith couldn’t.

  With one hand she unzipped Miguel and hastily struggled with the fabric of his briefs. “What, you got this thing locked up or something? Get it out!”

  Even though she practically clawed at his cock, Miguel sputtered in great amusement. Seth, meanwhile, hid his laugh in Judith’s blouse.

  They could chuckle-snort all they wanted. Judith had needs. Like both of her men fucking her. Now.

  “You heard the woman. She wants my cock.” Miguel was not about to touch Seth, but he mimed shooing him away. “I’m more than prepared to show her what real sex is. Thanks for warming her up, though.”

  “Warming her up? That’s all I did?” Judith was still fighting a frustrating battle against Miguel’s clothes when Seth finally pulled out, letting her move her legs for the first time in minutes. “What do you call this?”

  Miguel looked from Judith’s face to her thighs. “Like I said. Thanks for warming her up. I’ll take over from here.” Judith finally found his freakin’ cock. “As you can see, she has needs. You’re out of commission. Move along now.”

  Seth made a grand show of cuddling up next to Judith and kissing her softest spots while she looked a total fool launching herself at Miguel’s emerging cock.

  “Fine. I need to rest anyway.” He pulled himself up to the head of the bed. Judith sat up, ripping apart and feasting on Miguel’s dress shirt. Torso. Chest hair. Abs. Now. “Sheesh. I see how it is.”

  “With any luck, she’ll be more done than either of us by the time we’re through.” Miguel craned Judith’s head back, interrupting her pawing. “You’re not too tired for me, are you, ma cherie?”

  “Fuck no,” she sputtered. Judith wasn’t lying, either. This was a woman who could go as many times in a day as necessary… then again, that didn’t usually include Miguel and the incredible way he used his hefty assets to throw a woman over the climax cliff. Fuuuuck me, do that now! Good thing Seth had gone first. Hope you enjoy the show, honey. She flashed a Seth a knowing look before throwing everything she had at Miguel.

  Did he want her to put on another show for him? Find ways to seduce him, even though he had been long seduced into her world? Evidently. Miguel curled those intoxicating lips into a smile as Judith clawed his bare chest. She kneeled and pulled her blouse up. Time to let Miguel’s cock between her breasts.

  “I wish you could both see what I’m seeing right now.” Miguel’s touch turned from gentle caress to the cheek to hard squeeze of the shoulder. “I’ve never seen a woman so eager to please me, of all people.”

  “Don’t flatter yourself,” Seth said, somewhere far, far away. “She gave me the same irresistible look.”

  “Did she give it to you while her tits fucked your cock?”

  “Considering the size of that thing, I’d fuck you with my tits too.”

  “You really know how to pick some charmers, mi amour.” Miguel’s fingertips descended the bridge of Judith’s nose, stopping short of her upper lip. “Now tell me, does he fuck you half as good as I do?”

  Judith licked the tip of his cock, his shaft currently wedged in her cleavage. If he can fill my cleavage with his cock, imagine how he feels inside of me. “What do you think, sir?” Hadn’t he seen what happened between her and Seth? Just because Seth wasn’t as well-endowed as Miguel didn’t mean he couldn’t go, nor did it mean he was carrying a pencil in place of a dick. “Do you think I was faking it?”

  “Not at all. Because I know what you sound like when you’re having the lay of your life, and that was definitely happening a few minutes ago. Now I know why you couldn’t choose between us.”

  “It goes much deeper than that.”

  What a juvenile grin! Haha, I said deeper. Judith clutched Miguel by the base of his cock, and with both eyes locked on his, lowered her mouth until she was valiantly trying to swallow him whole.

  One of the things that had turned Judith off the concept of “love” for so long was that she believed it to be so limiting. Sure, love sounded great when first explained, but if she thought about it long enough… what was the point? One man for the rest of her life? Sounded boring. Not even the real Don Juan was enough for Judith’s appetites. Besides, wasn’t it kinda scary? Being so absorbed with one man?

  Then she met these two fine men who might as well have been the right and left hands in her life. They were different enough to keep her interested, but the same kind of man she gravitated to the most. Kind, handsome, funny, intelligent, and so damn good in bed that even Judith lost her fucking mind.

  All these thoughts culminated into one: here she was, going from one love of her life to the next, both forgetting and always remembering the one who had come before, and anticipating the one who would come next. (Even if it was the same man who came before!) She didn’t second guess what she wanted. She didn’t second guess who she wanted. Whether she was drowning in wanton endorphins or curled up, drifting off to sleep… she was prepared to give every part of her, both physically and emotionally.

  If nothing else, her life until this point had been excellent training for pleasing two of the greatest men she had ever met.

  “Careful,” Miguel warned through gritted teeth. “Don’t hurt yourself, mi amour.”

  Hurt herself? Hurt herself? Was he nuts? Judith was mired in sex sex sex, but she wasn’t dumb. She knew what she was doing! Just for that, she was going to unleash her teeth – lightly, of course. See how Miguel liked having his cock grazed…

  Oh, he liked it. He liked it so much that he drove himself forward and fucked her mouth.

  I love this. I love this man. I love this cock. I love this taste and this feeling, and I don’t want it to stop!

  Miguel reached down far enough to tap her ass. Judith squealed, begging him to do it harder.

  So he did.

  The spank was louder than the sound coming from the depths of her throat. Miguel said something, whether to himself or the room Judith had no idea. She was busy: busy feeling him become so hard in her mouth that she hoped he would make her swallow his climax.

  “I’ll have you know that’s all me down there,” Seth said, still so far away. Right, he’s here too! Like a switch, Judith was suddenly aware of how wet she was between the thighs. It wasn’t just her, either.

  “It’s going to be all me up here if she doesn’t choke to death first.”

  “Fuck that. I fucked her after you had before. Time for you to know what’s it like.”

  Miguel slowed his eager thrusts into her mouth. Judith gasped when she came up for air, her body craving his in the most unnatural – or was it natural? – ways. Every inch of her skin burned, begging him to touch it. The more erogenous the spot, the more it screamed. Touch me. Pinch me. Kiss me. Rub me. Fuck me! Judith wanted to land on her back and feel this man completely consume her. Fuck me with your huge cock, pin me down with your strong hands, and kiss me with that dirty accent. Whoops. There went the last of Seth down her leg.

  “The man’s right, mi amour.” The naughtier they got, the more likely he was to use Spanish. Was it his real birth language, or did he have an association he wa
nted to talk about later? “It’s only fair that I enjoy the same burden as him. Besides, someone has to come out the top wolf here. Might as well be me.”

  “No matter what, she’s the winner.”

  Judith’s dreams came true. She hastily landed on her back, the muscular man’s hands tearing away her blouse and the poor, innocent bra beneath it. If Seth got her panties, then Miguel got the full view of the tits that so generously fucked him earlier.

  “We’re all winners here. That’s what we say in the casino business.” Miguel was kinder to his own clothing, but not by much. He also wasn’t kidding when he joked about being an Adonis. Seth was hot in that sexy boy-next-door way, but Miguel was other-worldly. Had she made the porn star joke yet? She really wanted to make a porn star joke. “I’ve got some spoils to claim. I’m not paying over a hundred grand a month to tickle her clit and watch you come on her.”

  “I got most of it in her, thank you.” Seth still found something to laugh about. “Besides, you should consider it an honor to pay that much to watch me fuck her. You think I’m complaining over here? You haven’t even stuck it in her yet.”

  They were driving her crazy! “Would someone please fuck me?” Judith said, foot bracing against Miguel’s bare leg and hand reaching for Seth behind her. “Seriously. Stop the pissing contest and fuck me!”

  “I think she’s getting a bit out of control.”

  “You’re the one with the leash, Mr. Bolivar. Knock yourself out.”

  Miguel looked in Judith’s eyes. “Who fucked you, mi amour? Who warmed you up for me?”

  “There we go with that bullshit again.”

  Judith shuddered beneath Miguel’s touch. “Him,” she whimpered.

  “Did you like it?” Miguel came within an inch of her nose, his hot, furious breath blasting against her lips. “Did you like the way he fucked you?”

  That growl in her ear almost sent her to another universe, but Miguel was not going to wait for an answer. He would pinch her, smack her ass, or jerk her body until she was with him again. “Yes.”

  “Yes what?”

  “I liked the way he fucked me.”

  “You like the way I fuck you too?”

  “Yes!”

  He flipped her over. At first the force of it knocked her senseless. When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Seth gazing back at her. Oh my God. He’s not going to… Miguel grabbed her shoulders, pulling her up at the exact moment his cock slammed into her. No warning, except for Judith knowing that was going to happen because why wouldn’t it?

  “Make sure he knows it. I’ve got a reputation to maintain.”

  Judith shrieked into the bedding. The sheer amount of strength wracking her body as Miguel fucked her, his cock taking over every part of her senses, was almost too much to handle. Almost. Judith wasn’t new to the Bolivar Rodeo. She’d ridden this bronco before.

  She wasn’t used to another man watching her writhe against the bed because her inner walls had a vice grip on Miguel’s cock.

  “Don’t tell him,” Seth said in a low voice, although Miguel could certainly hear him if he tried – now, was he trying? Probably not. He was busy driving his cock into her, over and over, alternating between a spank to her ass and a rub to her clit. I’m gonna die today. The best way to die. “This is pretty hot. If I didn’t know any better, Judith, I’d say you like it when a man roughs you up like an animal.”

  Seth’s fingers combed an errant coif of hair floating in his direction. He tenderly touched her, yet Miguel thought it most pertinent to fuck her as if he had to come as quickly as possible. I don’t feel like I’m going to explode, so he’s not about to come yet…

  “Do you like it? Do you like what he’s doing to you?”

  Judith’s hand searched for his. Futile.

  “I’ll keep that in mind for the future. Although I hope he knows how to be gentle like me.”

  She wanted to say something witty in return, but her words came out as a garbled mess of moans and cries.

  “Go ahead and tell him.” Miguel slowed enough to speak. “When I’m convinced, I’ll let you come.”

  Judith met Seth’s glazed over gaze, her hand finally finding his. They were both sweaty. “Holy shit,” she again whimpered. “He feels so good.”

  “Better than me?”

  That’s entrapment! “No…”

  “Liar.” Seth kissed her parted lips. Every thrust coming at her from behind threw her forward against Seth’s body. “That’s okay. When he’s done I’ll be ready again. You’re not leaving this room until we’ve both taken every inch of your body.”

  He kissed her again, harder, swallowing her moans as they crashed over his wandering tongue.

  “Now tell me how much you want me to fuck you again.”

  Judith was too distracted by Miguel kneading her ass in an effort to get her to lower against the bed. He’s going to trap me and pound me. Oh my God. Yes! Could she bury her face in Seth’s lap while that happened? Judith wanted to be so surrounded by the musk of men that she became convinced she had done something right and went to Heaven.

  “I want you both,” she whined. “Don’t stop! Please, let me come!”

  Her body demanded nothing less. She didn’t care if Miguel came too. He could destroy the both of them, or he could let her have all the fun she wanted and then finish himself off later. It was all good to Judith, who was going to come whether her men let her or not. Seth was team orgasm, stroking Judith’s skin, pinching her nipples, and bending down to nibble on her ear. Miguel intended for her to still be a slave to her needs, but that wasn’t possible. She was coming. Now.

  Her whole body shook, and she swore upon her life that the entire bed was going down with her. Somehow Miguel and Seth remained stable, unwavering, but she was slipping from a good time to utter insanity. Her thighs jerked around Miguel’s. Her hands clawed Seth’s legs. One cry after another fell from her lips and threatened to steal her voice. Her damned muscles did their best to coax Miguel into coming with her, but his self-control was too great. He was on the brink, but he held back, fingers gripping her body until she turned red and his knuckles turned white.

  “Que pija,” Miguel admonished her through gritted teeth. Doesn’t that mean dick? How funny for Judith to realize that as she crashed from her climax. Her body shot off Miguel’s still stiff cock and collapsed against the bed.

  Seth patted her head. “My Spanish is a bit rusty, but I’m pretty sure you’re full of yourself.”

  “In Castilian, that means she’s a spoiled little tramp.” Miguel lost the edge to his voice. No doubt he wanted nothing more than to come, but the worst of it had passed. What are you waiting for? Gonna flip me over again? She wouldn’t mind staring into his eyes while he finally came. “We have the most spoiled woman in the world right now. Two orgasms from two men obsessed with her. This next one is going to finish her off.”

  Judith groaned as Miguel slipped into her again. What’s it to me? You’ve stretched me out, Mr. Bolivar. I’m all yours for the rest of the day. If Seth took a turn at her again, he’d be in for a shock. A great one, hopefully.

  “Suck his cock, mi amour. We’re not done with you yet.”

  Seth did not object to Judith crawling toward his lap and lavishing him with renewed attention. I’m not done yet, either. Two hard orgasms may have been too much for most women, but Judith would keep going until her patrons told her to stop. Not only did she want to please them, but she was always in the business of pushing herself as well!

  All I taste is me. Not the first time in her life she had a man in one end while one took the other. Me, me, me. It was a powerful sensation. That was her body she tasted on Seth’s cock as he hardened in her mouth. Not some other woman’s. Hers. She would only ever taste herself from now on.

  It wasn’t that two men had her… it was that she had two men!

  Spreading her wealth around was never more satisfying. Judith launched into one of the most impassioned rounds of
oral sex she had ever felt compelled to indulge in. Seth was lucky enough to say he was on the other end.

  “I think she likes me,” Seth said, letting out a long, whistling breath. “Her mouth is making love to my cock over here to the point I think they might get married.”

  “I’m hornier than a sailor on shore leave, not blind.” Miguel stayed inside of her, filling her every crevice with his body. “You see, though, she can’t do it like that to me because I’m too big. It’s not practical. I’ve gotta ram it in there.”

  “No wonder she fell in love with you. You have such a grand way with words.”

  “You should hear me in French.”

  “Both of you shut up,” Judith said, one hand firmly around Seth’s second erection. “Shut up and worship me like I worship your cocks.”

  “Done.”

  “As if that’s an issue.”

  Miguel buried his arms beneath Judith’s torso and lifted her up into his lap. “What do you really want, mi amour? Besides me, that is.”

  Judith bit her bottom lip, legs straddling his lap and hand guiding his cock into her, hopefully for a final time. “What do you think?” Before Miguel could get too smug, she elaborated, “I want you both inside of me. Now.”

  She sensed Seth behind her. You’ve done it before. Do it again. I’m ready. Judith wouldn’t be complete until she knew what it was like to make love the only way the three of them could.

  Seth kissed her shoulder blade, his touch scattered across her hips and spreading thighs. “I was hoping you would say that,” he muttered. “Whenever you’re ready.”

  Judith wrapped her arms around Miguel. Not to take solace in his unending strength, but to give her other patron the access he needed to her body. Seth did not disappoint with his exploring fingertips.

  “Touch my ass,” she said, cheek resting against Miguel’s chest. “I’m ready.”

  Something – probably a sarcastically alpha male comment – rumbled in Miguel’s throat, but he bit it back. “If you can find room in there, buddy,” was a good guess.