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Now that my first two men were undressed, I wrapped a hand around each of their cocks, stroking them lightly and imagining what each of them would feel like once inside me.
“On your knees, please,” Mr. Takayama demanded. “On the sofa.”
I quickly obeyed and Mr. Stevens’ cock, that beautifully curved totem of flesh that had left me seeing stars in the file room, pushed past my lips as he joined me on the sofa. I didn’t need another word of encouragement to swallow him as deeply as I could.
Mr. Parker waited patiently across the room, now naked and hard, every fiber of his being calling out as he sat. His gaze followed me as I bounced on Mr. Stevens’ cock, my body expecting that no matter who was my lover, tonight or for the rest of my life… they would have to be able to eat my pussy like Mr. Stevens had in the file room.
I hoped Mr. Parker was up to the challenge. So far, it seemed like Mr. Takayama was.
“Our dirty girl clearly has a high sex drive,” Mr. Takayama teased from behind me before his hands eased my ass cheeks apart. There was a warm breath of air, and then his tongue found my pucker while Mr. Stevens rocked in and out of my mouth.
The sensation shut down my brain as a pure animal unleashed itself inside me. All that mattered was the cock in my mouth, the tongue probing my ass, and the sheer pleasure I was swimming in.
Mr. Takayama’s tongue was just as busy, massaging and easing me open. I heard the pop of a plastic top, and felt the slickness of lube being massaged into my ass. My ex had done that too… but it had never been that great. Or even good. And now, for the first time in my life, I didn’t want to just tolerate it, Iwantedit. It felt good, the way one finger and then two worked the lube inside me, filling me and relaxing me even as my ass started to tingle in anticipation of more.
“I’m taking your ass now, baby,” Mr. Takayama said, the head of his cock pressing against my bottom.
I pushed back, whimpering in lust and delight as his head popped just past my ring. It seared for a moment, that’s how out of practice I was, but the patient Mr. Takayama knew we were in no hurry.
“You in her ass?” Mr. Parker asked from across the room, craning his neck.
“I sure am, Parker. And she’s fucking tight,” Mr. Takayama groaned, slowly pushing deeper inside me.
As he did, he bent over my back and wrapped an arm around my waist as he slipped further inside me.
I was stuffed on both ends, both my mouth and ass, and as Mr. Stevens grabbed my hair to direct me, he pushed me back against the cock in my ass, and then pulled me forward onto his own dick. I was a fucktoy and nothing more. The office fucktoy. And I was loving it.
Mr. Takayama’s long, thick cock filled my behind. He ground against me to get deeper, and my first orgasm exploded, wracking my body with violent shaking.
“Yeah, baby, take me deep, I’m gonna come.” Mr. Stevens groaned. A second later, his cream filled my mouth.
When he was done and had vacated my mouth, Mr. Takayama gripped my hair. “Look at Mr. Parker while I fuck you. He’s watching over there.”
I angled my head so our gazes locked while Mr. Takayama’s long, slick cock rammed me. I was forced to study Mr. Parker’s flawless body as the cock in my ass pulled back and thrust in again.
And damn if the man wasn’t perfection. He was a beast bordering on losing control, and only pure steel will kept him at bay, over there, in the corner of the room.
I wanted him. I wanted him inside me, I wanted him out of control, I wanted him to wantme. I wanted all these guys to want me, complete and unrestrained, unashamed of who I was or how I felt about anything.
Mr. Takayama sped up, his breath coming in short pants. “That’s it, dirty girl. Watch him,” he said, his hips slapping against my ass. With a sharp crack, he slapped my bottom, making me yelp with both pain and delight.
“That’s right, Kait. When I realized what he wanted, how much he wanted you… he’s going to be an animal when it’s his turn. You’re not going to walk for a week after he’s done with you.”
“I… I want it,” I cried out. “I want it all! All of you!”
Mr. Takayama groaned, erupting inside of me, pulling my hair tight until I was arched as far back as possible. “You want him, dirty girl? You want Mr. Parker?”
“Yes,” I gasped, my chest tight. “Yes.”
“You think you deserve him? Are you going to be my dirty girl, still?”
“Yes! Please, Mr. Takayama, I will still be your dirty girl. But I need Mr. Parker. Please,” I begged.
“Then you can have him.”
Mr. Takayama pulled out of me and flipped me to my back. With a nod, Mr. Parker crossed the room in two long steps, barely giving the other guys time to get out of the way before he was on me.
And if Mr. Parker were an animal, so was I. Instead of being exhausted after having been fucked hard and deep, I only wanted more. I pulled him into my arms as his lips found mine, pressing me back into the sofa.
