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I don’t even have the time to close my eyes.
A long rope of cum shoots out of Tristan’s cock in a fraction of a second, flying up in an arch before finally landing on my face. I feel it splatter against my skin and I just open my mouth by instinct. I do it right on time: a second strand of cum shoots up from Madden’s cock and lands right on my tongue, his raw scent inundating me at once.
“Oh God,” I moan, the cum covering my tongue sticking to the roof of my mouth. Even though I just called God, I think I’d be better off calling the Devil - what we’re doing here fits the sinful category pretty neatly after all.
Letting go of their cocks, I take my hands to my breasts and squeeze them eagerly; while I do it, they keep on cumming, shooting up their load all over my face and chest. I flatten the palm of my hands over my tits and start smearing the cum coating my skin all over me, enjoying the way my fingers slide easily over the slippery curve of my breasts.
As I let go of their cocks, they grab them and started stroking themselves, eager to finish the job. Each stroke of them sends thick ropes of cum flying toward me and, when their orgasms finally fade away, I’m dripping so much cum that, more than a woman, I must look like a wax figure right now.
I look up at them, still rubbing my hands over my breasts and chest, and smile. They smile back at me, their eyes widening as they take in the scene, and I can only imagine how I must look to them right now. I mean, I can barely blink - my eyelids are sticking together from all the cum dripping down my forehead and into my eyes.
I’m about to stand up when Madden stops me, placing one hand on my shoulder and forcing me to stay down on my knees.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Tristan asks me and, before I even have the time to blink, both men are kneeling in front of me. As if they had agreed to it telepathically, each one of them grabs one of my tits and then lean down, opening their mouths and wrapping their lips around my cum-covered nipples.
Throwing my head back and sighing, I lace their necks with my arms and just let them kiss my breasts, their tongues licking my nipples dry. When they’re finally done with my rosy tips, they let their tongues work their way up to my neck, and they scoop every strand of cum on the way.
Tristan is the first to reach my lips - he moves his tongue up the contour of my jaw, and then just presses his mouth against mine. Still with my eyes closed, I let our tongues dance, the cum in both our mouths blending and dripping down our chins.
“My turn,” Madden says and, as Tristan moves to the side, he takes his position and kisses me almost too feverishly. We do it for a while and then, feeling my whole mouth brimming with cum, I pull back from him and throw them both my most wicked grin.
Without a word, I simply swallow.
“You know what you’re doing to us, don’t you?” Tristan asks me, unblinking, and I just keep on smiling.
“Oh, she knows,” Madden replies in my turn. “She knows exactly what she’s doing. She’s driving us fucking crazy, and loving every second of it.”
Running my tongue between my lips and licking them dry, I finally manage to find the right words.
“You’re big boys,” I tell them as, moving slowly, I go up to my feet and pick up my underwear from the floor. “I’m sure you’ll survive it.”
Just between you and me, though, I don’t think I’m driving them crazy - no, I’m driving me crazy.
And, sooner or later, I’m going to snap.
Maya
Storming into my boss’s office, I give him a hard look.
“What the fuck, Everett?”
I know I’m playing a dangerous game, walking in here like this and questioning my boss. He could fire me for insubordination. And I really need this job. But I’m so over his bullshit that it’s almost hard to care.
He just watches me, calm and indifferent. “What now, Maya?”
“I think you know what. You totally engineered that fight between Tristan and Madden. Admit it. You set them up.”
He shrugs and looks back at his computer, obviously not caring one little bit. “Yeah? So?”
“Are you kidding me right now?” I burst out, so tired of him manipulating this show. Manipulating people’s feelings.
“Are you kidding me?” he counters. “Get over it, Maya. It’s a goddamn reality show. People expect this shit. They want to see it. It’s my job to give them what they want. And I don’t have to explain myself to you.”
I grind my teeth. He’s such an asshole.
“What about what Megan wants?”
He arches a brow, giving me a condescending look. “I’m hoping this little encounter will force Megan to make a fucking choice. The ratings are high, but the viewers are going to get impatient. They want her to choose already. They want to see some good stuff. If she doesn’t get on with it already she’s going to ruin the finale of the show.” His voice becomes steely. “I won’t allow that to happen. I’ve got too much invested in this show to let her fuck it up.”
