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Hayden picks up the pace, ramming his cock deep inside my ass until I’m twitching with pain and pleasure, and just as I’m about to cum again, he rears back and slams into me one more time. “Fuck!” he shouts as his thick, hot cum explodes inside of me. He gives me a few swift, final thrust and then withdraws, letting his seed slowly leak out of my asshole while I lie there panting and overwhelmed. Seth hands the phone camera to Hayden and they switch places so that Seth can push his thick cock inside my twitching cunny.
“Oh my god,” I whine, licking my lips he fucks my pussy.
“That’s right, Kenzie,” Seth growls. “You’re going to have your ass and your cunt filled with cum. You like that? You want me to fill your sweet little hole with my cum?”
“Yes! Give it to me,” I exclaim, clenching my pussy to bring him closer and closer to climax. I roll my hips, meeting his every thrust while he begins to lose control.
“Oh fuck. Just like that, baby,” Seth hisses. “You know who you belong to?”
“You,” I whisper. “You and Hayden.”
“Exactly,” Hayden says, leaning down to kiss me just as my cunt convulses with another intense orgasm. I moan into his mouth while Seth grunts appreciatively, feeling the way my twitching cunt squeezes his cock. He fucks me faster and more erratically, the rhythm getting out of control as he gets closer to cumming.
Then, he rams his cock inside me and holds it there, groaning with pleasure when his cock squirts hot, sticky seed deep within my cunt. He pulls out and rubs the slick head of his cock all over my clit, making me squirm and whimper. Both men shower me with kisses and caresses before Hayden carries me into the bathroom and sets me down in the bath. In the afterglow of the best sex I’ve ever even dreamed of, both of my handsome boys bathe me gently, caring for me while we all come down from the high.
“And cut!” yells Seth.
I sigh and give the crowd of cameramen, fellow actors, and other crew members a smile while they applaud a scene well done. Once the cameras stop rolling, Seth comes walking over to me and pulls me into a tight hug, kissing me on the forehead.
“That was amazing,” he tells me genuinely. “I think that’s just exactly how that scene was meant to be played. And your eyes! God, that dress really makes the blue stand out on camera. I think this one is going to be Oscar bait, I’m telling you.”
“Well, I think that has more to do with your awesome directing than my acting,” I tell him, leaning my head on his shoulder as we walk off the set for a break. “Have you heard from Hayden yet about lunch? I’m starving,” I add, just as my stomach growls loudly.
Seth laughs and hugs me. “He’ll be here soon. He went to that burger place you like.”
“Yes! That’s exactly what I’m craving. God, how do you guys just read my mind like that?” I giggle, shaking my head in awe at my two sexy guys. Both of them spoil me to death, treating me like the princess I am. It’s been three months since that fateful night when Hayden and Seth decided to “punish” me for how much of a brat I was being to them, and life could not be any sweeter. I ended up landing the role I auditioned for, and even though at first I had a problem with the casting director getting a little handsy with me, all of that was solved when Seth got hired on as assistant director. So both of us have fallen right into our dream jobs, and the best part is that we get to work together. As for Hayden, he just secured a contract as a spokesman for a nationwide gym, shooting commercials and getting his photos taken for magazines left and right. He still surfs all the time, and he’s actually been teaching me how to surf, too.
Just then, Hayden comes walking into the building carrying a gigantic take-out bag. I rush over to him excitedly and plant a big kiss on his cheek. “Hi, baby! How did the shoot go?” I ask him, rifling through the bag of food to find my burger.
“It was great. Especially with those tips you gave me on my poses,” Hayden says, grinning. “What about you? Seth said the filming is going well.”
“It is,” I answer just as I take a big bite of my cheeseburger. “Everything is actually ahead of schedule, believe it or not.”
“And that’s a good thing, since you’re going to start showing any minute now,” Seth points out, laying a hand on my stomach. “We’re in a race against time: film as much as possible before the baby makes her presence known.”
Hayden laughs. “Well, hopefully things keep moving along, then.”
“I hope so,” I reply. And so far, things are awesome. I finally get to be an actress, Seth gets to be a filmmaker, Hayden’s career is taking off, the baby is healthy and growing well, and my Instagram following skyrocketed the second I was picked for this role. I no longer have to lie and pretend I live by myself: now my followers get to see how truly happy I am, living with the two sexiest men in the world, who spoil me and take care of me. I never really did learn my lesson, though. I still use their stuff and prance around the house in my lingerie whenever I want to. The only difference now is that Seth and Hayden don’t mind. I’m their girlfriend, and we share everything. In fact, I can’t wait to share the rest of my life with them, happy and surrounded by love.
Blindfolding Her
This is happening. This is working.
I’m lying on my bed, watching the bids roll in, the dollar amounts stretching higher before my eyes. I am so glad that my housemate isn’t home right now, because I definitely don’t want anyone to catch me doing this. Especially considering what I’m wearing.
I’ve always been a good girl, the type to wear sports bras and panties that cover me up, no-nonsense cotton in flat, plain colors. But right now? I’m wearing lingerie. With lace and cute little bows and everything. I can only imagine how enraged and offended my parents would be if they found out.
I gently squeeze my breasts through the fabric of my brand new, baby-pink push-up bra. There’s a tiny white bow in between my full breasts, and I think maybe that’s there to indicate that my tits are a gift. Or a prize of some kind. I have never thought much about my breasts, to be perfectly honest. The way I was raised, I never thought my physical appearance had much value. I take care of myself, of course, but I’ve always been so modest and demure.
Heck, even when I strip down to take a shower, I try not to look at my own reflection, just in case I get dirty thoughts about my own naked body! I have never touched myself down there before. I don’t even know what it would feel like. I’ve been tempted from time to time in the past, when I watched a movie with an especially cute leading man or something. But I always stopped myself before I could do something really, truly sinful.
Which is why it’s so dirty what I’m doing right now. One of my hands trails down my body, over my full, soft breasts, my taut stomach and curvaceous hips, down to the little mound between my legs. I hold my breath nervously as I cup my pussy. I have never put anything here, not even my own hand, until now. Even in the privacy of my own bedroom here, in my college town away from home, I feel like someone might walk in on me and tattle-tale to my parents about what a dirty little slut I am. But who cares what they think anyway? It feels good, rubbing my sensitive clit through the lacy fabric of my panties. They match my bra almost perfectly, the same shade of ballerina-pink with tiny white bows. It feels like this lingerie was made for me. It’s almost like my mysterious suitors can read my mind. I wonder if they know me in real life. Maybe we’ve already met somewhere before, and I just can’t remember their faces or names…
I rub my clit slowly, breathing deeply as I fondle my breasts. Every time my fingers pass over my nipple, it sends a little spiral of pleasure down through my body. I can’t believe I’m actually doing this: it’s so sinful. I grew up afraid to even look at boys, for fear that small act would give me impure thoughts. My parents always taught me that the most valuable asset I can offer the world is my purity. My innocence. I have been lectured since day one about how I have to guard my virginity. I have only this one special gift to give, and once I give it away, I can never get it back. That’s what Mom and Daddy taught me, anyway.
I close my eyes and imagine what my two guys must look like. There are have been many bidders, but those two stand out above the rest. I bet they’re both a little bit older, more distinguished. Mature. Responsible. I mean, they’d have to be, since they have so much disposable income to throw around, right? When I put my virginity up for auction in an ad on MyCampusList, my college’s secret website for buying, selling, and meeting up with people, I never expected to get more than a couple hits. I did it out of desperation, thinking maybe I could eke out a few bucks to throw into the massive black hole of debt I’m about to incur.
You see, I’ve never had to worry much about money. My parents never let me have a job in high school. When they sent
