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“And then some,” Alex adds.
I lay her on the bed, on her back, and with my hands pressed behind her knees, I push her thighs to her chest, exposing her glistening pinkness and the hole that’s now winking at us. Sitting back on my haunches, I align the head of my cock with her asshole and press. She tenses, and I rub her clit. “Breathe, baby doll. Relax and breathe.”
Her chest rises and falls, her big brown eyes locked with mine. She inhales deeply, and the air leaves her lungs in a rush as I breach her, the head of my cock sliding home. I spit on my shaft and keep pushing, the tight ring of muscles gripping me like a vise. When my balls rest on her ass, I pause, giving her a moment to adjust to my girth.
“Ahh! Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Ava cries out, her chest rising and falling with rapid breaths.
“So tight. So fucking good, baby doll.”
“Mmmm… So big,” she pants.
Alex and Liam are on either side of her, stroking their cocks, their gazes fixed on where I’m joined to her.
“More, please, more,” Ava moans, pushing her hips against me.
I start to move, slowly, back and forth, adding more spit, the friction almost killing me. I grab her thighs and push, spreading her wider, impossibly so. I pump into her, faster and harder, the sound of our moans filling the room.
“You’re so fucking tight. Taking all of me, like a good little slut,” I grunt, my hips working overtime.
Ava cries out, her hands fisted in the sheets, her eyes wild. “FUCK!”
I keep pumping, her hot ass milking me, squeezing the life out of my dick. Her breasts bounce, her pussy leaks, lubricating my dick, and she starts to convulse. With Liam sucking on one of her nipples and rubbing at her clit, while Alex plunges his tongue inside her mouth, at the same time pinching and pulling on her other nipple. My cock swells and throbs inside her impossibly soft, warm, tight asshole.
“Fuck, I’m going to fill you up. I’m gonna come so fucking hard inside you. Fuck, fuck, FUCK!”
With a guttural growl, I release deep inside her, coating her insides with my cum. My whole body shakes with the force of my orgasm, and I fall over her, panting, spent.
Alex and Liam come all over her tits, the last spurts of their releases mingling with my own. Ava writhes beneath me, her body spasming with aftershocks. She’s a sight to behold, her skin covered in our seed, her face a mask of ecstasy.
After we’ve cleaned her up and brought her water, we curl up on the bed, taking turns kissing and cuddling our girl.
Ava
It’s been a month now since I started screwing my bosses. Four amazing, mind-blowing weeks of getting my brains fucked out, and feeling incredibly worshiped and cared for. When I think back on that first incredible night together, it still sends shivers down my spine. The way they touched me, the way they made me feel - it was like nothing I’d ever experienced before.
It’s all going so well. We have a great work relationship and I’ve become more efficient. I’m able to juggle multiple projects at once, and I’m always one step ahead of the game. It’s like they’ve unlocked something inside of me, some hidden potential that I never knew existed.
And the sex? Holy fuck, I swear I’m getting addicted. Every night, we meet for dinner at my place, theirs, or some fancy restaurant, and then we head back to one of their places to make love until we collapse, exhausted, but blissfully sated. They are attentive, caring, and always make sure I’m fully taken care of, both in and out of the bedroom.
They take turns worshiping my body, exploring every inch of my skin with their hands and mouths. They know exactly how to touch me, how to make me moan and writhe with pleasure. And when they’re inside me, it’s like the rest of the world falls away, and there’s nothing but the four of us, lost in a haze of ecstasy.
But, as with everything in life, it’s not all smooth sailing. My feelings for them are growing deeper and more intense with each passing day. I find myself thinking about them constantly, daydreaming about our time together, and counting down the hours until I can see them again.
I’m afraid their interest in me is purely physical, that they have no desire for anything more than the no-strings-attached arrangement we currently have. And while I’ve tried to keep my emotions in check, to stay in the moment and not dwell on the future, it’s getting harder and harder.
I know I’m playing with fire, that this will end badly if I let it, but I can’t seem to help myself. They’ve become an essential part of my life, and I don’t know how I’ll ever be able to give them up. The thought of losing them, of going back to the way things were before, fills me with a sense of dread and panic.
I find myself fantasizing about what it would be like to have a real relationship with them. To be able to hold their hands in public, to introduce them to my friends and family, to build a future together. It’s a tempting dream, but I’m not sure if it’s one that can ever come true.
I sigh, pushing the thoughts aside and focus on the task at hand. I’m sitting at my desk, trying to work on a report that’s due by the end of the day, but my heart isn’t in it. The words on the screen blur together, and I can’t seem to concentrate on anything other than the memory of last night’s lovemaking.
As I stare at the screen, the words blurring before my eyes, I can’t help but wonder if I’m setting myself up for heartbreak. If the guys don’t feel the same way about me, eventually things will come to an end. We’ll go back to being just boss and employee, and I’ll have to find a way to move on.
It’s a daunting prospect, and I’m not sure I’d be able to handle it. I’ve grown too close to them, too attached. They’ve become the place where I can go when the world gets too overwhelming. They’re the ones who make me feel cherished, desired, and loved.
They’re the ones I want to share my successes and failures with, the ones I want to support me and care for me when I’m feeling low. They’re the ones who make me laugh until my sides ache, who challenge me to be my best self, who inspire me to reach for the stars.
They’re the ones I love.
