Double Bossed

by Nicole Elliot

  “I loved all that teasing we did, but I wanted it to be more than that,” Patrick added.

  “Well, we needed to give her a hint of what she could have if she showed up. She needs to want this. It’s a lot to take in for someone like her. She has to be comfortable. If she’s not a hundred percent in, then it’s not happening.”

  “I’m with you completely. She has to want us. I’m already desperate for her. I want that ass badly. All I’ve been thinking today was her pretty, hot pussy as I made her come with my mouth.”

  “Same here. I want my mouth everywhere on her.”

  “Do you think she will show up?”

  “Of course she will. She wanted us to fuck her right there. There is no way for her to miss this opportunity.”

  He laughed. “Oh yeah? And if she doesn’t?”

  “She will definitely appear.” I felt confident.

  “Okay, but then what is the chance that she will want to be with both of us?”

  “I don’t know, man.” I was out of my element. I never thought I’d try something like this with my best friend. We were all new at this.

  It was clear she liked us, but I didn’t know if she wanted a relationship with both of us.

  I groaned and took a huge gulp of my beer. “And if she doesn’t show up?”

  “Then we’ll make her see things our way.”

  He grinned. “Just like today?”

  “Hell yeah.”

  Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, and Patrick and I looked at each other. It was her.

  We smirked at the same time, high fiving each other. It was exactly 8:00.

  “She is precise,” I said.

  “Well, I’m not surprised. We wouldn’t hire her if she wasn’t precise and organized.”

  We rose from the couch and went to the front door. We had been dressed casually, but I was more than curious to see what kind of clothes Cassie had decided to wear tonight.

  Patrick opened the door, and for a moment both of us were left speechless. She was wearing a mini red dress that barely reached her mid thighs. It revealed every single curve, leaving nothing to imagination. My mouth became dry just watching those perfect legs in sexy, black stockings. She was wearing black stiletto heels, and I imagined fucking her with nothing else on her but them.

  Her scent reached my nostrils—some flowery scent—and I wanted to devour her. She was so fucking sexy. Her beautiful long hair was falling down around her shoulders, and there was so much I wanted to do to that hair. Fuck.

  She was smiling tentatively at us, and I realized we were staring for too long.

  “Hello, Cassie,” I said, hoping my voice wasn’t as hoarse as it sounded to me. I motioned for her to come inside. “Thank you for coming. Come in.”

  “Yes, come in,” Patrick added, smiling widely at her.

  “Thank you,” she replied, passing between us.

  My cock pulsed when she brushed next to me, almost grazing my hip, and I knew I had to pull myself together before the real deal started.

  Patrick and I turned to watch her backside, unable to look away from her swaying hips as she walked seductively. Holy shit. That ass was just amazing.

  “This is beautiful,” she muttered suddenly, watching in awe all around her.

  I smiled and closed the front door behind me. “You like our place?”

  She smiled and looked around her again. “Yes.”

  “Wait until you see the rest of it,” Patrick said and ushered her inside our living room.

  “Wow.” She went over the room and reached the floor-to-ceiling windows that led to a huge balcony. We had a nice view, which was even better during night when there were so many lights below, making us feel like we were living in the clouds and having the whole world at our fingertips.

  She looked through the windows, a pretty smile on her face. “Amazing.” Before we could say anything, she turned around and walked over to the paintings on the wall, watching them in awe. “Amazing,” she repeated again.

  “If you like this, wait until you see the rest,” Patrick said. “Do you want to see the whole place?”

  She looked at him in surprise and smiled widely. “Yes, of course I do. There’s a lot I want to know about you two.”

  “Okay then, come with us,” I offered.

  We gave her a tour of the penthouse, leading her through our library, lounge, kitchen, and the room with my extensive wine collection.

  She stared at the bottles in amazement. “You have your own wine collection? I’ve never met anyone in my life who has their own wine collection. That is amazing.”

  I shrugged my shoulders, feeling proud. Patrick and I had a lot of money, and we didn’t regret spending it on our pleasures or hobbies. We were the type of people who were ready to spend the whole fortune on something we wanted, and we always took the opportunities we got. I was a wine lover, and collecting wines had been one of my hobbies. I loved the wine auctions because they brought me the thrill and pleasure of having wine that was extremely valued and precious.

  “When did you start collecting wines?” she asked, approaching some of the bottles, and began reading their labels.

  I was glad she was interested to know, so I told her in short how it all started, mentioning some of my favorite wines and how I’d gotten them.

  “Would you like a glass?” I asked.

  “Yes, I would like that. Thank you.”

  “Let me pick one especially for you.”

  I poured her wine and handed her the glass. She accepted it and when our hands touched for a moment, I felt hot, my lust getting the best of me. Even though we acted like everything was casual, both Patrick and I were already close to losing our control. She looked and smelled amazing. Her ass and tits were mercilessly teasing us. And there was no doubt the three of us were here for one reason.

  “Beside my wine collection, I also have an extensive car collection, which is my other hobby. I love modern cars. I’ll show them to you some other time.”

  She smiled and nodded. “I’d love that.”

  We headed to Patrick’s studio, continuing our tour.

  “This is the studio I’ve put together for workouts,” Patrick said showing her around the large room equipped with various machines.

  “It’s no wonder you are so muscular,” she said, giving him a once over.

  Patrick smirked. “Yeah, baby. It’s all hard work.”

  “I envy you. I’m actually pretty lazy when it comes to exercising.”

  We laughed. “I love working out,” Patrick said. “I work out early in the morning before work, and it gives me enough energy for the rest of the day. It makes me feel great.”

  “It seems like you two have more hobbies than the law.” She looked at us. “Thanks for the tour.”

  I smirked. “This tour isn’t over yet. We still didn’t show you the main room.”

  She raised her eyebrows. “Oh?”

  “Yeah. Come,” Patrick coaxed and led her out of his studio.

  We entered the guest room and I closed the door. Her eyes immediately landed on the king sized bed, and her breathing became slightly heavier.

  God, she was gorgeous.

  “Guys,” she breathed, now clearly nervous.

  “So baby, now it’s your turn to make a decision,” Patrick said and approached her. He extended his hand and caught one strand of her beautiful hair in his hand. “We want you badly and we want to share you. We could give you the kind of pleasure that you’ve never dreamed of.”

  “We just can’t let you go,” I said and moved closer to her. “We want you, Cass. All of you.”

  My dick started throbbing again. I had to feel her body against mine. That dress was so sexy, but I needed to see what was beneath. I needed to touch her. I took the glass from her hand and brought it to the nightstand.

  “It’s a once-in-a-lifetime chance. Do you want to be fucked properly, like the way only we can?” I asked when I returned to her. My heart was pounding, wai
ting for her answer.

  “What do you think?” she whispered.

  7

  Cassie

  I couldn’t believe this was actually happening.

  This morning came as a shock, but they didn’t fire me. No. They seduced me and turned me on to the point that I was begging them for sex. Hot and heavy three-way sex. These men wanted me with a deep primal need that aroused me. I wanted to experience it. I wanted to know what it felt like to be wanted and needed like that.

  I didn’t care whether what happened could be defined as right or wrong. I only wanted more, and it came as a shock, because I’d never lost control like that.

  I couldn’t help but want them. I couldn’t get them out of my head. I opened my closet and looked at the right dress before I was even aware of what I was doing. I showered and changed, hoping they would like the dress. I was on my way to their place before I could change my mind. Speed suddenly seemed important. I could outpace my own conscience.

  When I arrived at the penthouse, I couldn’t get over how sexy they were. There was something confident and casual about how Patrick and Travis eyed me as if they wanted to eat me alive. As if it were the most basic need in the world. My red dress was definitely the right choice.

  And if that wasn’t enough, the penthouse was like a work of art. It was huge, expensive, and beautifully furnished. I could see how it suited them well.

  But the introductions and house tours were over. The stories about their hobbies and how they filled their time had been told.

  Now we were face to face in the guestroom. This was the moment that would change everything.

  “Tell us how dirty you are, baby. Tell us you want to be fucked over and over tonight,” Travis taunted. I looked between him and Patrick.

  My heart hammered against my chest, and my pussy started throbbing like they had pressed some switch. They were offering me a fantasy. A sexual night of bliss. A bubbly feeling of excitement coursed through my chest and my whole body trembled in anticipation.

  I had no idea what it was like to be with two men at the same time. I’d never even thought about that, but here I was—lusting after both of them, and I couldn’t pick one. No. It didn’t feel right to pick just one.

  They also didn’t want me to choose. They wanted to share me, and that thought alone turned me on more than anything.

  Even though I knew I should listen to my conscience, I couldn’t help but give in to all my impulses.

  “I can be dirty,” I said and smiled.

  Patrick moved first and stopped just a few inches from me. He placed his forefinger on my lips, pulling my lower lip down. I grabbed his finger with my teeth and sucked it into my mouth. His dark chocolate eyes became even darker, looking almost black.

  “I think that I can’t wait to fuck you all night,” he whispered and moved his other hand to my neck. He placed his fingers over my pulsating vein, tracing it slowly as I grew more aroused.

  “I need you to fuck me all night,” I answered him with a raspy voice and glanced at Travis. “Both of you. I want to be with both of you.”

  Travis groaned and closed the distance between us, stopping right behind me. He pressed his body flush against mine, grabbing my hips as he grinded against my ass. His hard cock rubbed against my backside as my panties grew wetter. I squirmed, needing the friction. He moved my hair slightly to the side and pressed his lips against my neck as Patrick lowered his hand from my neck to my breast.

  “Baby, you’re making me so hard,” Patrick groaned and pressed against my front.

  “This is going to feel good, Cassie,” Travis promised and grinded against me again.

  “Let’s take your clothes off,” Patrick said and took a step back, watching me carefully as he took one strap of my dress and slid it down my shoulder.

  Travis’s lips moved slowly over my exposed neck, making me shudder, and I moaned. He moved backward, breaking the contact between us, and I already missed his body pressed against mine. He pulled the zipper, slowly unzipping the dress down my back as he left kisses over my skin. I whimpered, my desire wetting my panties when his lips traced my lower back and stopped right above my ass.

  “Oh baby, you’re so hot,” Patrick muttered and crashed his lips against mine, assaulting my mouth with his hot tongue.

  I grabbed his shoulders when I swayed, completely lost in the sensations, just as Travis moved his hands inside my open dress and slid them over my waist. He reached my belly and moved his hands lower, stopping on my lace panties.

  He moved his fingers over my heat, brushing my clit, and I moaned into Patrick’s mouth. I was so wet and hot.

  “Man, she’s so fucking wet,” Travis whispered. “Mmm, I’m dying to taste you. I need your pussy on my lips.”

  Patrick groaned and pulled the upper part of my dress down, revealing my soft breasts in a strapless lace bra. “Damn, Cassie. So sexy.”

  He massaged my breasts and watched them, transfixed. His fingers moved over my bra, creating tingles all over my body, and I felt restless. I needed them to touch me, taste me, and fuck me.

  “Relax, beautiful,” Travis murmured from behind as if he’d sensed I grew tenser. “Just enjoy what we’re doing to you. You will see—it will feel great when we finally take you.”

  His hand worked slowly on my pussy, stroking me over my undies in circles. Having his hand between my legs while Patrick’s thumb played with my perky nipples over my bra made my body come to life. I felt the need building quickly inside me. If they kept going like this I would come soon.

  “Yes,” I cried out and arched my back, leaning my head against Travis’s shoulder.

  Patrick bent and licked my nipple over the thin lace, and then sucked it into his mouth. His hot, wet tongue felt wonderful.

  “Holy shit, man. Keep doing that. You’re making her so fucking wet.” Travis encouraged him and pushed his hand in my panties.

  “Yes!” I screamed when I felt Travis’s fingers directly on my clit. “Right there,” I whimpered, knowing I had nothing to hold back any longer. It was too electric. Too satisfying.

  “Fuck me,” Travis groaned as Patrick sucked harder. “So fucking wet. I need your pussy badly. I need to bury my cock in your sweet wetness.”

  He slid his fingers between my folds before pumping them inside me.

  “Oh shit,” I whispered.

  “That’s it, dirty girl. Fuck my fingers. Fuck them,” he commanded.

  His words brought me right to the edge. I was panting, my heart racing fast.

  “Fuck him, Cassie.” Patrick came up for air. “I want to see what you look like when you come.”

  My eyes flashed open but I was already lost. I screamed as I orgasmed hard. My hips bucked as Travis’s fingers dove inside my pussy, spreading me wide. I was falling apart under their touches, and I couldn’t believe how strong and quickly I came.

  “Damn,” Patrick whispered in awe, not able to take his eyes off mine. “If you could only see her sexy face now, Travis. I’d never seen anyone so beautiful in my life.”

  “Fuck yeah,” Travis groaned and took his fingers out of my panties and dress.

  Patrick continued undressing me, lowering my dress down and helping me step out of it. He whistled when his eyes slid over my lace panties and sexy stockings that went to my mid thighs. He slid his hand over my them, kneeling as he caressed my calves and ankles.

  “You look gorgeous.” He pressed his lips right above the stockings and continued leaving kisses even lower. I grabbed his head and held onto him. His fluttery kisses made me shudder and moan. I wanted his lips on every part of me.

  Travis moved his hands over my breasts, cupping them in his hands for a few seconds before he traced my back and unclasped my bra. “Such nice tits.” His hands covered my breasts again, massaging them in circles before he started playing with my nipples. “Such sweet buds.”

  Patrick took one of my shoes off and pressed his lips on my toes. “Patrick!” I breathed out, looking at h
im in surprise. His heated eyes returned my gaze as he sucked my thumb into his mouth. “Patrick!” I whimpered. “What are you doing?”

  “I just love women in stockings,” he growled and continued sucking my other toes. Oh. This was so good. I closed my eyes shut, immensely enjoying the simultaneous sensations.

  Travis’s lips found their way back to my neck as he pulled my nipples with his thumb and forefinger. My panties were completely ruined, soaking even more with my juices, and I started fidgeting again. Travis bent and Patrick let him take my other shoe off and remove my stockings. He slid them off my legs slowly, trailing kisses along my upper thighs and calves, and threw them aside. I was left in only my panties, panting hard as I waited for their next move.

  Travis stepped back and started taking off his clothes—his eyes set on Patrick and me. Patrick got up and sucked one of my nipples in his mouth as he peeled the panties from my hips. I stepped out of them. I moaned when I saw his eyes burned into my pussy.

  “My cock will explode,” Patrick muttered, and the next moment he buried his head between my thighs.

  “Oh shit,” I hissed, losing control again.

  Even though I’d just come, I was already so turned on that I was close to another orgasm. He moved his lips up and down my clit—sucking, licking, and kissing fervently. Travis took the last piece of his clothing off and I gasped when I saw his huge cock—fully erect.

  “Do you like my dick, baby?” His eyes seared into me.

  “Yes,” I cried out and pressed my pussy against Patrick’s face. “It’s so big.” I lost my voice under Patrick’s skillful lips and tongue. Travis’s dick was way above the average, and I grew hotter just thinking about that size fucking me.

  He smirked. “Just what you need. It’s going to feel so good.”

  Patrick looked up from my pussy. “We’re going to take turns all night. Understand?”

  I nodded as he stepped aside, handing me to Travis. Patrick shed the rest of his clothes.

  “With fucking pleasure,” Travis groaned hungrily.

  He dropped to his knees and grabbed my ass, slamming my pussy against his face. He ravaged me, sucking my clit so hard that I reached my orgasm in no time. By the time I saw Patrick’s thick, big cock I was already coming hard. I couldn’t look away from Travis’s beautiful face as my juices soaked it completely. I mewed when I saw him lick the wetness off his lips like it was the sweetest honey.