Mr. Always & Forever

by Ashlee Price

  My body was suddenly turned around so that I was on my knees, and Jace’s huge cock was rammed down my weeping cunt, hard, forcing my body forward with each thrust. I no longer had to bob my head to blow Drew’s dick; Jace’s movements was doing that for me. It ended in a deep throat penetration each time, with the tip of his dick hitting the back of my throat.

  “Stop.”

  I looked up at Drew, wondering if he was serious, while Jace kept on fucking me from behind.

  “The stool.”

  I had no idea what Drew meant, but Jace disappeared, only to reappear a few minutes later with a strange stool, high at one end, low at the other. This he placed on a sturdy coffee table.

  “Bend over the stool, Mel.”

  Of course I did. My ass was now firmly up in the air and my body leaning forwards. Drew came around in front of me. “Now do it again.”

  I held my upper body up with my arms, and started working at his cock again, while Jace went to work on my pussy once more. It was a spit roast, I remember someone telling me once. They were spit-roasting me! A guy in front and one from behind. The thought was just a momentary flutter, to be replaced by trepidation when Jace stop fucking my cunt, and pulled out my plug. I didn’t have the chance to utter a word as my mouth was filled by Drew.

  The tip of Jace’s bulbous cock was at my ass, being pushed in by his weight, and not as gently as the invasion of the plug had been. I was aware of a burning, stretching sensation. I tried to squirm, but got a smart smack on the ass for my efforts.

  “Take it, Mel, take his cock. Think how it’s going to feel inside you, when he fucks your ass, imagine me in your cunt, imagine us taking you and making you ours. You want that, don’t you?”

  Fuck help me I did! I wanted him, them, both, at the same time. It was my ultimate fantasy, my ultimate dream, to be wanted and taken by two men. It has been a desire since my college days, but one that I had always felt guilty of, afraid of what society would know. But as the two kept saying, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, and if no one was telling, I would be safe. Besides, my mother would never believe Drew anyway, she believed he was gay.

  Jace started moving inside me, slowly at first, pulling right out and plunging it right back in. The experience was amazing, my groans were those of delight and lust, all mixed together. My orgasm was building and I didn’t want it to end. Through my haze of want and need, I became aware of Drew, his penis in front of me, and I grabbed it and brought it to my mouth, sucking on him, while Jace used my ass. I came unexpectedly, the shudders ripping through my body, while my scream was muffled by Drew’s cock. I lay over the strange stool, spent, and replete. However, it would seem the two of them were just getting started.

  Jace picked me up as if I was a sack of potatoes, effortlessly, although, to give him his due, he didn’t throw me over his shoulder, but went and sat down on the couch, plonked me in his lap, hoisted me up, and lowered my ass onto his dick. Holy hell, the feeling! He leant over backwards, and started all over again. Jace watched for a bit, and came over to join in on the action. He pushed his dick into my pussy, and there I was, plugged from the front and behind, by two stunning men with huge dicks, every girl’s wet dream fantasy come true. I was filled to the hilt, one part of me being in awe of my ability to take them both, the other part screaming mutely for them to fuck me senseless. They did not disappoint me.

  Drew, on his knees, started flexing his hips, driving into me, the motion enough to almost dislodge Jace. Jace pulled me down onto him firmly, and held me in place, allowing Drew to set the pace and the motion. My breasts were jiggling all over, much to Drew’s delight. His hands left my hips and grabbed my globes, and squeezed and massaged at them, the intermittent tugs on my nipples and the slight pain serving to add to my pleasure. Who knew a little pain could cause so much excitement in the recipient? Not me, let me assure you! My sexual encounters have all been decidedly…for want of a better word…vanilla, even the anal sex I once experimented with was nothing like I was experiencing now!

  My orgasm was rising, again, my moans, intensifying in frequency, enough to let them know. Drew allowed one of his hands to go down to my clit; the slick nub was begging to be rubbed. He worked at it with his thumb, rubbing it, the sensation of my ass and pussy being fucked together with my clit being given a good work over, pushed me over the edge, and I came, a huge, squirting orgasm that ripped a scream out of me, but they gave no quarter. They carried on, fucking my holes through my orgasm, pushing me to the edge again. Drew came first, a huge deluge of spunk rushing into me, tickling my womb, enough to drive me over the edge once more. It was as I hit my peak, that Jace came as well, his sperm shooting into my ass. I was exhausted, Drew laying over me, and both of us on Jace. It was a meat sandwich, and I was the filling.

  Drew was the first to come back to earth. He carried me into his shower, to be quickly followed by Jace, and the two of them cleaned me up. This was a good thing, because there was no way my wobbly legs could have kept me standing at that point.

  Afterwards, Jace held me up while Drew dried me off and picked me up, laying me gently in the center of his huge bed. I drifted off to sleep with a man on either side of me; safe, secure, and well looked after. I think it was the best sleep that I have ever had.

  The rest of the week sped by; too fast, in my opinion. I felt lethargic, well rested, confident in my sex appeal, and seriously well fucked. Drew’s limo dropped me off at the airport, and it was as if every male turned to look at me. I felt sexy. As the plane took off, I looked down at Vegas and smiled. I have had the time of my life, and I couldn’t wait for our next little encounter at Christmas, if Jace was able. If not, Drew promised, he would get us someone else to play house with. It would be strange not having Jace there, as I really like the guy, but Drew is in charge, and I like it that way. He would never get someone I wouldn’t like being a part of a fucking session. I smiled again. Whatever happened, Christmas would be another session to remember!

  THE END

  Seduced By The Gifted Billionaires

  Chapter 1

  Nikki was not looking where she was going and she almost ran right into a man. His shoulder length hair was blonde and pushed back behind his ears. For a moment, she wished that there had been some contact, so that she could have stopped and said something because he was gorgeous. There wasn’t though and she turned and walked away. His blue eyes may have followed her, but Nikki was unaware.

  The restaurant that she lived above was busy and the crowd was more than she was used to in front of it. Struggling to get out of the throng of people milling around, she pushed passed as gently as possible and opened her stride up when she reached the other side of the human mass. There was not a cloud in the sky and as the sun went down, the many lights littering the sidewalks turned on. It wasn’t long before she left the bustle of the valley behind her and started to climb up a small bluff.

  The height did not bother her, because it afforded her a view that many people would never see. Silicon Valley was a crowded space full of tall buildings, but the views were beautiful if a person could just go a little higher. She sighed out loud and wished that she could stay there all night. It was her place to think and her place to take pictures. Like everyone else in the valley, she was trying to find her way. There was an air of innovation in the city that was hard to describe, but beneficial to the creative process. Her bluff and view was her process.

  An hour passed and she looked up at the stars, lying on her back. It was hard to filter out the many lights from below, but it was the best she had seen since moving into the cramped city. If she hadn’t found a decent priced apartment from a family friend and the bluff she was on right then, she would probably no longer be there. She was there on a whim and so far, it was paying back in spades.

  Climbing back down was always worse than going up, but she made it down without a misstep. Nikki took her time walking back to her apartment, enjoying the open space. The night was dry and clear, not to
o hot. Everyone seemed to be on the streets and another couple of hours had passed before she found her way back to her cramped apartment that smelled like bacon most of the time.

  “Nikki dear. I want you to meet someone.”

  Nikki looked at the owner of Milley’s, the daytime diner that she lived above as she walked in through the main entrance. They didn’t have much selection at the diner, but the few things they did, they did well and most likely included bacon. The aging restaurateur stepped back for a redheaded man to walk towards her. He was tall and broad shouldered, his hair cut into short flames. He was handsome in an eccentric way. His charm seemed to come from within and the smile on his face beamed.

  “Hi, I am Nikki.”

  “I know. I have heard a lot about you. Me and Conrad were in the military for a few years together.”

  “Yeah those were the days, but I am not going to get started on that. Why don’t you guys go out and have a good time?”

  The man was more than willing, so Nikki agreed to take a walk with him. Even though she had just came back from one, the man in front of her intrigued her. Conrad had tried to tell her more, but she had not needed any more convincing. The guy was hot and had a bit of an accent that was every girl’s dream with a British lilt. It sounded good and quite sexy, something that made him stand out beyond his playboy looks. They walked towards the bluff, her body automatically taking him to her favorite place.

  “Well this is kind of awkward, but Conrad has been trying to set me up with someone for a while, so hopefully if I play his game he will give me a break. What was your name again?”

  “Dyson. I will leave you if you have somewhere else you need to be.”

  Nikki touched his arm, trying to dull her rudeness.

  “Nothing against you Dyson. Just, he can be impossible sometimes. Ever since he found out I was single, I never hear the end of it. But it is a beautiful night, isn’t it?”

  “Yes.”

  The man was barely able to get a word in edgewise as Nikki continued to chatter nervously. He followed her up the small incline, her dress rising a little higher in the back as she bent over some with the change of terrain. Dyson had no idea where they were going, he just followed her higher. When they got to a rocky plateau, she sat down on the edge of the bluff, her feet dangling over. She smiled and patted the rock next to her. Dyson had a moment of unsureness. He was not too particularly fond of heights.

  “Oh come on, the view is worth it.”

  He walked closer and sat down tentatively next to her. When he was finally able to focus on more than the deadly fall underneath him, he had to admit that the view was incredible. All of the twinkling lights below seemed to be alive, moving and flickering out of sync.

  “I didn’t know Conrad was in the military. What did you do there?”

  “Not much, followed orders mainly. We worked on helicopters.”

  “Awesome. I am in no way mechanically inclined. Can’t see it in my head like some people can. So what do you do now?”

  “Me and my business partner David that I met from college, started an app company.”

  “I may be the only person in Silicon Valley without a smart phone. I am not even really sure what an app is.”

  She pulled out a small flip phone and giggled. He took it from her and looked at it like it was from a museum. He punched in a few numbers and closed it back up, handing it to her.

  “I haven’t seen one of those in a while.”

  “I know. I hate phones, I wish it was back in the days of pay phones, but that is just me.”

  “Not sure I agree, but something is lost on a phone. So what do you do?”

  “Take pictures, draw, paint, just whatever moves me at the moment I guess.”

  “Sounds like a good job.”

  “Jobs are overrated and so is money.”

  There was a silence in between them. Dyson had never met someone like her before and he was a bit shocked that she didn’t know who he was. He had a recent story done on him about his bachelorhood, as well as the huge merger and sale that made him a billionaire. The man shook his head and wondered where a girl like that came from. She wasn’t too old, early twenties, but she reminded him of his younger self, before he got fixated on making money. When he was still moved by life, instead of only the biggest profits that could be made.

  “I used to think that.”

  “Used to? Is money all it is cracked up to be?”

  “Sometimes it can give you experiences that you would not have without it.”

  Nikki chuckled, “I bet.”

  Nikki laid back and stared up at the stars. She felt more relaxed than she should have, but he still affected her in different ways. When he lied down next to her, she turned her head and their eyes met. Hers were glistening and happy, his were filled with a darker desire. She swallowed hard and stared back at him. He propped himself up on his elbow and looked down at her with his flashing emerald eyes.

  Her own hazel ones were turning green as he looked at her. She bit the bottom of her lip, wanting him to kiss her in that perfect moment and when he did, it was as it should have been. His lips were soft against hers and it surprised her how gentle he was. When he pulled back, it took him a minute to recover. He wanted to kiss her again, but she had sat back up with a blush across her face that he could see even in the moonlight.

  “Well that was nice and completely free, so I don’t know about the whole money thing. Come on, you want to get something to eat?”

  Nikki realized then that she was completely alone with the man she hardly knew and the way he looked at her, made her heart stop. She was going to get herself in trouble if she was around him like that much more. She waited for him to get up and then he followed her down the steep hillside. Nikki needed to be back in civilization. Dyson was along for anything. He was becoming completely transfixed by the woman so different than the ones he usually met. The ones that knew about his money and he would have to question their real desire with him.

  His musing was getting the best of him and he watched her start to walk faster as she picked up momentum down the hill. When she got to the bottom, she smiled up at him so bright that his heart skipped a beat. There he was in a suit that cost more than her car undoubtedly, covered in grass and dirt, running down a hill like he was a kid. Dyson hadn’t felt that good in a long time. He too, could not keep the smile from his face.

  “You are very unusual Nikki.”

  “Why?”

  “I don’t know. I just have never met anyone like you.”

  “I hope not. So what are you hungry for?”

  Her question was innocent, but the implications to him were far different. His face moved towards her again, but she sidestepped him.

  “I was thinking Chinese.”

  She pulled him along with a light touch on his hand. To Nikki, the impromptu date was going well, though the man seemed to be having trouble. She knew what they all wanted and Nikki had learned ways to sidetrack men, which usually involved talking and activities. If she could keep him from getting too close and giving her that look, she would make it through.

  They went into the Chinese place that she was at more than she was in her own small kitchen. She sat in the corner booth where she always did and Lena brought them water and her some wine. Dyson didn’t want anything else to drink and he had Nikki order him some food.

  “Bring him what I get Lena.”

  Nikki talked to him about his business and more about his partner David. By the end of the meal, she knew more about him than most people in his life did. He was not used to that part of a relationship. Dyson actually had more dates that he had never talked to, than those that he had. It was a different feeling to deny his basic needs for mental stimulation. It was too early when they parted ways, but he could still feel the heat on his lips from the barely-there kiss he was allowed, as he walked away.

  “Call me Nikki. I am in your phone.”

  Chapter 2

  Nikki walke
d back into the restaurant, to thank Conrad for the introduction.

  “So did he take you on his plane or anything?”

  Nikki looked at him kind of strangely for a moment.

  “No, we had some Chinese and took a walk up to the bluff.”

  Conrad looked incredulous. “Do you even know who he is?”

  “Yea he said he owned some business with apps or something. He told me, but you know how I am about that technology stuff.”

  The bald man chuckled to himself and went to the counter. He leafed through a stack of papers and found a magazine that he had been reading a few days before. Handing it to her, he loved the wide-eyed expression that she had seen on his face.

  “Most eligible bachelor, huh? Why didn’t you tell me?”

  “I thought you would know. Everyone knows who he is. He just sold one app for a couple billion. I can’t believe you took him to Wong’s.”

  “What? I love Wong’s and he didn’t tip very well for a billionaire.”

  Conrad roared and shook his head. “So are you going to see him again? He told me he is looking to settle down and have some kids.”

  “Calm down. I met him once and he seemed nice. He told me to call him, but didn’t give me his number, so I don’t know. I am tired. I will see you guys tomorrow.”

  Nikki went up the back stairs and up to the small apartment. It was cramped but she was not there very often and she had found a new type of family since she didn’t get to see her own but a couple of times a year. Conrad was a friendly father figure and his wife Jilliane was a good friend that had went to school with her mother. While she was sure that they kept tabs on her, she didn’t mind having people around she trusted. Nikki had been warned many times that she should be careful that the big city didn’t change her.

  Things had changed though and Nikki’s date that evening was a good example. She was starting to want to push back her ideas of waiting until marriage. Men like Dyson did not come around a lot and she knew that like many, once they realized that she was a virgin, would either try twice as hard to change it or backed off for someone that was a bit easier to bed. When the women did a search of him online, it had numerous pictures of him snuggled up to an array of women. When she closed her laptop and lay down on her bed, she figured it was just as well that she didn’t have his number.