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Lyla buckled her seatbelt and set her bag on next to her, in the front seat sat Clarke, Mr Howe was in the passenger side looking through a folder on his lap. The car was stifling, she could feel herself sticking to the leather seats. She had been dreading this meeting, the overseas investors were crucial to their plans to salvage the company. Not knowing what was going to happen or what was expected of her was bugging Lyla.
"I didn't expect you to be driving yourself Clarke." She said as she opened her window. She found it hard to make eye contact with her boss since she watched him fuck his wife in his office, seeing him suck his load out of her pussy was not something she could unsee. His wife Cassie had caught her looking but as far as Lyla knew she had kept that knowledge to herself.
"Well, they told me they weren't into formal meetings, they dismissed my offers to take them out on the town. They didn't want to come into the office either, said they would prefer if it were relaxed. They hold all the cards so I would have met them in a parking lot if I thought it would sway them." He said shifting uncomfortably, Lyla could already see sweat patches forming on his shirt.
"That will be them showing us that they hold all the power.' Mr. Howe said not looking up from the folder. "They don't know about you of course," He said turning around and smirking, "the cause and potential solution to all of our problems."
She refused to rise to the bait.
"Any more nasty mails from Holt." Clarke asked catching her eye in the rear view mirror.
"Not since he accused me of corrupting Halle."
They all laughed after that statement.
"And when does the little starlet make her big internet debut." Mr. Howe asked.
'I spoke to my brother yesterday, he said it should be online in the next week, he's still working with developers for the new site."
"Speaking of developers. My friend from college that told me Holt had been in contact with him about a snag he had hit in the code of my fucking app, is giving a talk in town on Friday night. Cassie and I are taking him for lunch, we cannot make the talk but I was thinking you could go Lyla."
Her stomach flipped.
"Is he another rung on your ladder back?" She asked as she looked at all the buildings whizzing by.
"Our ladder." Mr. Howe interjected.
Clarke caught her eye again she was taken aback at the sorrowful look in his eyes.
"More than likely." He said sheepishly.
"I will be there, let's just get this meeting out of the way first."
They sat in silence for the rest of the journey. They parked away from the building, Clarke didn't want the investors to know that he drove himself to the meeting. The plan was for Lyla to wait in a room in the complex that Clarke had rented. Mr. Howe would excuse himself near the end of the meeting and call her and she would join them under the premise of Clarke forgetting a gift from the office. She was glad of the alone time and being able to get ready before she called up.
She bade them good luck as she exited the elevator on her floor. She quickly walked to the room, hoping against hope that she wouldn't bump into Seth again.
Entering the cool room she quickly stripped off and showered. Lyla knew nothing about the what the investors were into. Clarke had paid for her to have her hair and nails done, he insisted on her getting a wax. Just in case he said. Her phone beeped as she said down naked. The over head fan was running full blast. Her heart skipped as she seen the message was from Seth.
"Morning beautiful," it read, "how are you today? My father bought the yacht so if you are free on Sat would love to take you out on the lake."
She allowed herself a little squeal, it had been a long time since she felt this way about a guy. They had one date since he came back into her life but nothing happened. Just dinner and drinks.
"Very tame compared to my recent exploits." She had thought as she took off her high heels after their date. Surprisingly she wasn't too pissed that they didn't fuck. She took care of herself under the covers thinking of him but was glad that they had just talked and caught up, he meant more to her than a casual hook-up.
Lyla replied that she would love to, she opened up her contacts and messaged Halle. She hadn't spoken to her in a few days, she replied almost instantly.
"Not surprising," Lyla thought, "the fucking phone is constantly in her hand."
Halle had sent a quick succession of 7 messages. She was doing well, enjoyed the meetings and the conversations she had with Curtis. She told Lyla that was really excited but nervous about her first session. She was getting lots of tips from the male cam stars. She thanked her again for setting it up, finishing up she added a devil emoji and said she was scared of Holts reaction.
Lyla told her she was welcome and not to worry about Holt. She had just set the phone down when it pinged again. This time it was from Sunni, apologising for her recent behaviour and asking if they could go out for a drink or dinner soon.
She knew her housemate was under a lot of pressure between working, rehearsing for a play and the threat of her estranged father arriving soon. She felt bad that she didn't try harder to sort things out sooner, she hadn't seen much of her since they had kissed while drunk. She responded that she would love to go for a drink and not to worry about anything.
Lyla set the phone down and stretched out on the couch, her naked skin covered in goose bumps as the fan caressed her skin with the cool air. She must have fallen asleep because the next thing she knew Mr. Howe was shaking her by the shoulders.
"Lyla you didn't answer your phone." He said through gritted teeth. "These guys are game changers, we can't afford to fuck this up." He looked at her tits as he spoke the last few words.
"Take it all in Robert, you won't be seeing them again." She spat as she ran to the bathroom to grab her clothes.
"How did the meeting go?" She called as she slid on her black satin thong. The look she had settled on highlighter her curvy figure, she chose a black lace bra, sleeveless dark green blouse and a beige mini skirt, finished off with killer high heels. Her hair would be worn down.
"Clarke spoke really well, He was just a bit shocked that Gunner himself decided to make this trip."
"Gunner?" She called out.
"Yes he is the top dog, not usually known for attending these types of meetings, Clarke had a few dealings with him years ago. The man always intimidated him for some reason. He seemed ok to me, just a quiet guy, he didn't really react when I delivered the stats and figures and what they could hope for in the future. Neither him nor his colleague gave too much away, I can sense Clarkes uneasiness is causing an atmosphere. I decided to excuse myself and call you in a bit earlier. Thankfully the booking was in my name, so the front desk let me in."
A few squirts of perfume and she was back in the seating area of the room.
"Well I am ready now." Lyla said, extending her arms and giving a sarcastic twirl.
"Very nice," He said, opening the door and standing aside to let her out.
As they waited for the elevator to arrive, Mr. Howe grabbed her by the elbow, looking in his face Lyla could see that it was serious.
"I think it's a very good thing you are doing for Clarke, Lyla, the mistake you made could have happened to anyone. I just want you to know that both Clarke and I really appreciate you and your efforts to make this right. Without you he doesn't stand a chance."
"Thank you, Mr. Howe," She said pulling her elbow away. "I promised him I would make it right and I am trying my best."
"Exactly," He exclaimed as they entered the carriage. "That is exactly what we need from you tonight, without the financial backing from these two we don't have a hope."
Lyla had never seen him so panicked before, usually he was smug and in control, not red in the face and sweating.
"I really hope you will give it your all to get these gents on board."
"I will do what needs to be done." She said as she exited the elevator.
"Here," he whispered handing her a red envelope, "the gift Clarke supposedly forgot. It's two tickets to the game tomorrow night. Box seats, cost a fucking fortune."
"Lead the way," She said sliding the envelope into her purple clutch bag.
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"Ah, Lyla thank you so much for bringing the tickets." Clarke said nervously, rising from the sofa and taking the envelope from her. "Gunner, Alexi, this is Lyla."
The two men stood to greet her, she caught a whiff of their strong cologne as she air kissed them both.
"Lyla," Alexi said, looking her up and down, "Clarke never said his wife was so beautiful."
"Wife!" She stuttered.
"How long have you two been married." Gunner asked.
Mr. Howe coughed and raised his eyebrows. He was behind the sofa the two men were sitting on, pouring some drinks. She could feel Clarke slide his hand around the small of her back,pinching her.
"Two years." Clarke said kissing her on the cheek.
"The two best years of my life." She added with a strained laugh.
She took a seat beside Clarke as the meeting slowly wound down. The talk turned from business to travel and the two men's latest purchases. Clarke's hand rested on her thigh throughout. She played the role as loving wife perfectly she thought, laughing at all of Clarkes bad jokes, highlighting some of his career achievements to the investors, offering their guests more drinks and looking lovingly into his eyes when he glanced at her.
"I am afraid gents we must really be going. I am playing in a sponsored golf tournament in the morning and really need to bring my A game." Mr. Howe said as he grabbed his jacket from the stand.
"Yes we must be off as well darling." Clarke said as he shook both of the men's hands.
"Surely you will let Lyla stay for a drink, we barely got to speak to her, we will send driver to bring her home later." Gunner said mock pleadingly. Alexi stood behind him with a hopeful smile on his face,
"What the fuck do these guys think is going to happen?" Lyla thought as she looked at Clarke. His face was red and he was squirming under Gunners stare. She decided to put him out of his misery.
"I can stay for one drink, I am meeting Halle later so I won't be out too long."
"Ok then, have fun." He said kissing her on the cheek. " I am trusting you guys are going to take good care of her, don't let her drink too much." Clarke said jokingly in a tone that was higher than his normal speaking voice. Mr. Howe said his goodbyes once again and pulled open the door. Lyla went to see them out. Clarke barely met her eyes, he just stared down at his cuffs and muttered a barely audible 'Thanks.' Mr. Howe nodded slightly as she closed the door.
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As she finished her third glass of champagne Lyla found her mind getting foggy. The cool air and cold drink giving her a buzz. She found herself relaxing as she got to know Gunner and Alexi.
Gunner was 33, gym built, shaved head and face. He wore a thick silver watch. His suit was charcoal grey. He was tanned and had dazzling grey eyes. He told her that he had started in his fathers business from the age of 13 by the time he was 19 he had taken over. While he spoke to her, Lyla found the way he pronounced his words coupled with the power he radiated to be a massive turn on.
Alexi sat in silence, he had unbuttoned the top three buttons on his light blue shirt, revealing a hairy chest. He had short dark curly hair, a neat, trimmed beard hugged his straight jaw line. He too was gym fit. She could see him staring at her out of the corner of her eye during her conversation with Gunner. He had started at her feet and worked his way up her legs before stopping at her tits. Her mouth began to get dry.
"So tell me Lyla, how did a beautiful girl like you end up with a man like Clarke Bentley. You do not seem his type, if you forgive my candor." Gunner smiled as he opened another bottle of champagne and refilled all of their glasses.
Lyla's foggy brain went into over drive, she didn't know if she should make something up or just change the subject. In the end she settled on a vague memory she had of Clarke telling her about the first time he had met Cassie. After they didn't ask any more questions. She wondered how this evening would play out, would either of the men make a move on her like Mr. Howe and Clarke told her they would.
A quiet silence fell on the room.
"So are either of you married." She asked, chancing a quick glance at Alexi, who smiled and looked away. She placed him to be about 30, his cheeks a rosy red after the alcohol.
"I was years ago, but it didn't work out." Gunner replied undoing his own shirt. Lyla could see a thick silver necklace hanging around his neck. "I was too young Lyla, I realised early on that I wanted to have a lot more fun and not be tied down to one woman. You ever feel like that?"
"Sometimes, but doesn't every newlywed?"
"Yes." Alexi said before catching Gunner's eye and returning to his statue like staring.
"Ah, but we are all young human beings Lyla, I believe no one should get married until they are 60, we are not put on this earth to be stuck with one person while we are in our sexual prime. Forgive me if I have spoken out of turn."
Lyla knew that he was not one bit sorry, she was experiencing the full force of his manly charm and she was captivated. She wondered was he going to send Alexi away and then make his move on her.
"For example, Alexi here, like a brother to me. I have known him since we were both young k**s. We do everything together. We work together, live next door, go on holidays together. We have even shared some of the best sexual experiences together."
Lyla blushed.
Gunner removed a cigar from a box on the coffee table and lit it. Thick acrid smoke soon filled the room.
"Alexi, get the door." He snapped. Alexi immediately jumped up and opened the sliding door that led out on to the balcony.
"Tell me Lyla does Clarke fill all of your needs. A pretty girl like yourself should never be left wanting."
Taking a sip of her drink she replied. "He takes good care of me."
"SEE," Gunner bellowed clapping his hands together, spilling cigar ash on the floor. "That is the problem. Good care is not good enough. It should be brilliant care, mind blowing care. My friend here could show you an out of this world time." He said patting Alexi hard on the shoulder.
Lyla was startled by Gunners approach to sex, she chanced another look at Alexi who now had a hunger in his eyes that wasn't there earlier. He didn't seem fazed by his friends remarks.
"He must have heard it before." She thought as she took a big mouthful of champagne.
"Society had beaten into us that we should be ashamed of our needs and wants, not many fulfil their sexual potential Lyla. That is the greatest pity I can think off."
She didn't know how to respond, if this was just like the previous encounters she had had on behalf of Clarke and her mistake, she would have no problem playing hard to get, but the fact that they thought she was Clarkes wife threw a spanner in her plans. She didn't want to appear too easy and make them think Clarke was less of a man because he supposedly couldn't satisfy her. Mr. Howe's remarks on the elevator ride up and his knowing nod came back to her.
She took a deep breath.
"I agree."
Both men's eyebrows shot up.
"But," she added quickly, "I am a happily married woman."
"No woman of mine would ever be left alone in the same room as two hot blooded men with copious amounts of alcohol."
"Clarke trusts me, I came here to give you the tickets that he forgot."
"We know," said Alexi, "But why did you stay."
She looked down at her feet, once more unsure of what to say.
"You're not curious at all."
"Of course I am," she added sheepishly. She didn't want them to know that the burning sensation in her stomach or the aching in her nipples was driving her wild. She would let them think they were leading her astray but like with all her other conquests, she was allowing them too.
"I believe in loyalty Lyla, more than anything in this world. I also believe in total indulgence, call it selfish, but if I have needs they are taken care of within the hour. It's the only way I can live."
She nodded in agreement, doing her best to fight the smile that was trying to creep on to her face.
Alexi stood up and slid onto the sofa beside her. He cupped her breasts as he began to kiss her neck. She threw her head back, groaning slightly.
"How is this happening?" She thought as she felt his wet lips trail down her neck.
"Now isn't that so much better Lyla." Gunner said, as he took in the scene before him like a lion stalking his prey. He took another drag of his cigar and blew the smoke up into the air.
She placed her hand inside Alexi's thigh. She could feel the shaft of his cock pressing against the fabric of his pants, he felt big. She started to get wet. Alexi pushed her up off the sofa and pulled the blouse above her head. He quickly moved his hands behind her and unzipped her skirt. It fell to her ankles and she kicked it away. Alexi stood back and admired her, shooting a smile to Gunner before slipping two fingers inside her satin thong.
"She is very wet Gunner." He called to his friend as he began to move his fingers side to side rapidly on her pussy.
"I knew she would be, I could just tell."
Lyla's heart was racing so fast she thought she would faint. The heat, cigar smoke and her horniness made it hard for her to breath. Alexi swiftly removed his shirt and trousers. His bulge was sticking out so much that the elastic waistband of his underwear was out from his body. His body was coated in dark hair. He pulled her closely, kissed her deeply before whispering in her ear.
"We are going to show you how real men fuck," He pulled away and stared at her with such intensity she was hypnotised, "Not like your husband."
She nodded slowly before she sank to her knees. She pulled down his underwear, a 7' uncut cock sprung out to meet her. She was in her element now and began to relax a bit more, her nerve endings tingled. She swallowed the last of her champagne in one big mouthful. Gunner whooped.
"Thatta girl." He shouted.
Lyla grasped Alexi's big meaty member in her hands, she spat on his purple helmet before taking him in her mouth. He tasted salty as she fanned her tongue on his piss slit. He pushed into her quickly, hitting the bag of her throat, causing her mouth to fill with saliva. He pulled out of her momentarily, she spat on her hand and began to work it up and down his shaft before taking him again. He put both hands on the back of her head and began to push her down on to him more forcefully. She placed both her hands on his thick muscular thighs and allowed him to face fuck her. She was always very confident in her oral skills but he was pushing her to her limit, her eyes were watering and she could feel her face glow.
The noise his thick hairy balls made when they hit off her chin was driving her insane. She was now dripping wet. Alexi began to moan as he continued to slam into her mouth.
"Enough," Gunnar said quietly but with force, "it's time to fuck."
Alexi guided her head off his cock and swung her around back onto the sofa. She laid with her back on the cushion but her hips and legs hanging over the edge. He quickly pulled off her thong, letting it hang from one ankle. He pushed legs apart and without using his hands placed his throbbing dick against her slit.
She moaned at the contact and grabbed her breast. He was so much stronger than anyone she had been with.
"Look at me while he enters you Lyla, I want to see your face." Gunner said finishing his own drink.
She looked into his eyes, the eyes of the man who struck fear into Clarke, the man whose money would allow them to hire the best team to get them out of the mess they were in and back with a shot for the top. He radiated power and control, even Alexi seemed to be under his thumb, Gunner smiled and gave a gentle nod, seconds later Alexi had plunged his dick inside of her.
She moaned louder now, she hadn't been this filled up in a long time. She enjoyed the look on Gunners face, he was no longer a business man talking about deals and his past. The urges he spoken about earlier had taken over. She could relate to him on that.
She began to rub her clit as Alexi ploughed her relentlessly. Her breasts were nearly popping out of her bra with the motion. She loved a man with stamina. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she felt the build up in between her thighs.
"Oh Fuck!" she cried before she came.
Still Alexi continued to pummel her. "Yes keep fucking me." She grunted through gritted teeth.
Gunner now stood beside the couch, looking down on them. He reached out and pulled down her bra, tweaking her nipple. He was rubbing himself through his pants.
"Let her cum one more time Alexi then it is my turn." He said and then walked into the bedroom.
She didn't think it was possible but Alexi's tempo increased. He was slamming deep inside of her continuously, her legs started to get weak. The only time he slowed down was to spit on his cock, even then he didn't remove himself from her.
"Please," She moaned weakly, "keep going."
She was so enraptured with what he was doing to her body that all thoughts were pushed to her mind, this was the strongest her urge had ever been, she felt like she could come all day and night and it wouldn't be enough to satisfy her. She tried to rub her clit in time to his rhythm but it was futile trying to keep up with him so she just massaged it side to side as fast as she could.
She looked up into his eyes, his face dripping with sweat, strained with effort. His eyes burned into hers.
"Tell me how much you like me fucking you," He said as he spanked her ass cheek, he was slowing down slightly, focusing more on his thrusts.
"I love... you fucking... me." She breathed, barely able to string a sentence together. The build up surged forward and rocked through her body like a grenade. She pinched her nipple, arched her back and let a guttural moan escape her lips. "FUCK!"
Alexi pulled out of her slowly, breathing heavily. He wiped the sweat from his brow and took a swig from his glass. "Your are very good." He said taking her hand and pulling her up. He scooped the hair that was stuck to her face back and planted and wet sloppy kiss on her. She was still buzzing from coming, her body felt weak but alive.
"Gunner is waiting for you in the bedroom. Let's go."
She let him lead her into the bedroom, his erect dick swaying from side to side as he pushed open the door. Gunner was naked on the bed, stroking his cock. She took him all in, he was not as hairy as Alexi but his arms and chest were bigger. His had a fat 6' uncut member, his balls rested between his thighs.
"You look so pretty Lyla, the way a woman should always look. Satisfied."
He pushed himself up into a sitting position and rearranged the pillows behind his back. The room was cool, the blinds were drawn casting a dull light around.
"Alexi, more drinks." He ordered not taking his eyes of Lyla, a smile crept across his face.
"You enjoying yourself?" He asked.
All she could do was nod as she sat on the bed.
"You ever have two men before?" He whispered as he grabbed her chin and looked deep into her eyes. His thumb pulling on her bottom lip.
"No," She whispered gently sucking his thumb. Alexi returned and handed them both a drink. He began to kiss her shoulders as she took a big mouthful of the cold champagne. It felt like heaven as it bubbled on her tongue. She tried to slow her heart rate down but it was no use, she was deep into the fuck lust. Alexi once again put his fingers between her thighs, rubbing her pussy slower this time. He was sucking on her nipple. Gunner was breathing deeply still staring at her.
"On all fours Lyla. I want your mouth on me."
He stood on the bed, his hulking figure looming over her as she knelt before him, Alexi grabbed her hips and raised them.
Gunner reached down and unclipped her bra as she began to suck on his helmet, his thick foreskin felt soft against her lips. Alexi slid two fingers inside of her twat and began to rotate them slowly, his thumb gently rubbing her asshole. Her nerve endings exploded. Gunner grabbed her head and began to push his shaft deeper into her wet mouth. He never took his eyes off her. Alexi began to finger her faster now.
"Come once more for us Lyla and then I will fuck you." Gunner said. "Alexi take her there as quick as you can."
She felt saliva burst from the side of her lips and run down her chin as the face fucking continued. Alexi had now three fingers inside of her and was licking her asshole. He was determined to do what his boss told him.
"That's it Lyla, don't fight it, let yourself go."
The noises from the blow job and getting eaten out pushed her over the edge. She came after a few seconds. Alexi could read her body so slipped his tongue inside her ass just as she released. She never had an orgasm like it. Since her mouth was stuffed with cock her breathing was displaced and it highlighted the force like she never knew possible.
"Turn around." Gunner said as he sank to his knees, stroking his wet cock.
Her legs were weak but she complied.
"Yes my friend here got you all nice and ready for me." He said as he spanked her. Alexi put his palm over her mouth and dragged all the spit from her face and wiped it between her tits. Gunner started rubbing his head against her moist lips before entering her.
His fat cock stretched her hole perfectly, her muscles strained against him before relaxing. He started off slowly before giving short hard thrusts. He twisted her hair into a pony tail and tugged on her with each pound. Alexi now stood on the bed, cupping each of her heaving breasts and pushing them together.
"Hold them like this." He whispered, spitting on his palm and rubbing it up and down his length. She pushed her tits together as he moved his cock in between them. The smell of their bodies was intoxicating to her. Gunner was still pulling on her hair with one hand while he spanked her with the other. Alternating between cheeks. Lyla was in pure heaven.
She looked down and moaned, seeing Alexi's head push up and down between her tits was amazing. Gunner's cock continued to plug up her pussy, she had no hand free to rub herself and it was driving her mad. She felt his spit land on her asshole. Every part of her body was on fire. Her urge seemed to increase with every thrust and groan.
"Alexi, lie down." Gunner said. He pulled himself slowly from her and grabbed his drink from the bedside table.
"I think you better cancel your plans Lyla, you are in for a long night."
"No keep going please." She said without thinking.
Both men laughed.
"What did I tell you Alexi, women in this city know how to have fun."
Alexi smiled as he lay on his back. Lyla sat over him not wanting to be without a cock inside her for too long. She guided his dick back inside of her cunt and began to bounce on him. Her whole body was sticky with sweat and spit. Gunner laid beside them, his hand tweaking her nipple and spanking her now red ass cheeks.
"Such a beautiful ass Lyla, does it get worshipped often."
"No," she moaned as she continued to bounce on Alexi's cock. He was hitting her so deep.
"Tonight it will." He said spitting on his fingers and pushing it between her cheeks. He rubbed her shit slit more forcefully than Alexi, the sensation of it was pushing her heart to burst. She had tried anal before, with a sex toy in the bathtub. She had always wanted to try it, the thought of it made her mouth dry up.
"I need a drink." She said.
Without taking his hand away from her back door Gunner reached over and grabbed her glass. He tilted her head back and poured some into her mouth. Some splashed on her breasts before dropping down on to Alexi's hairy abs.
"Make her come again before I take her ass." He snapped as he slowly slid his fuck you finger inside of her poop chute.
"OH FUCK!" She screamed. Alexi had now grabbed her hips and was slamming her deeper and harder on to his cock. She forced herself to relax her muscles. Gunner leant over and bit her hard on her bum cheek. She had never had a sexual experience like this. Her body felt like it didn't belong to her anymore. She was insatiable.
Her fourth eruption was the most powerful yet. Her legs kicked out and her body began to shudder.
Gunner reached down and removed her shoes.
"On your back on the edge of the bed Lyla. I am going to fuck your ass now. You will love it."
She nodded and slowly moved over towards him, the anticipation of a butt fuck was turning her into a wild a****l. This was not how she thought the meeting was going to end.
Gunner grabbed some lube he had on the bedside table and applied a generous amount to his cock and her now pulsating asshole. Alexi squatted beside her, tapping his cock against her cheek before she opened her mouth and took him. She always loved the taste of her own pussy on a man's dick. Gunner slowly inserted first one finger, then a second. He moved them in and out, pulling on her ring a little more each time. Alexi moved forward slightly, his full ball sack dangling in front of her nose. She extended her tongue and licked them slightly, they gave a little jolt. She found herself smiling at the reaction. She was always the one to give pleasure in the bedroom, she found it strangely liberating that these two men were giving her the best seeing to she had ever had.
She spread her tongue wide and slowly dragged it along Alexi's gouche, she could feel his breath catch. This turned her on, she kept going and found his tight brown eye. She fanned it quickly, he reached his hand around and grabbing a fist full of her hair pulled her deeper between his hairy ass cheeks.
Gunners fingering became more intense now, her muscles were relaxing around him. Her breathing was still ragged as her face was buried in Alexi's sweaty arse. The smell of his hoop was driving her more wild, it filled her nose and her mouth and she fucking loved it.
Slowly Alexi moved off her face as Gunners fingers moved out of her.
"You ready for it Lyla?"
"Yes, fucking do it." She replied rubbing her throbbing pussy.
"No no, Alexi will take of that for you, won't you Alexi."
Alexi just nodded and spat on his hand, placing it between her thighs and began mashing her cunt deep and hard. Lyla reached over and took his schlong in her hand and began to jerk him off.
Gunner grabbed her ankle and placed it on his broad shoulder. His cock began to rub against her backdoor. He grabbed his meat and pushed against her.
"Don't fight me." He said finally getting over the resistance and pushing inside of her crapper.
Stars erupted before Lyla's eyes. Her hole felt on fire, his big cock was plugging her. She felt like she hadn't had a second to catch her breath, it was just one pleasurable sensation after another.
She could feel every inch of his cock slide slowly inside, Alexi's had spread three fingers against her pussy and was rubbing it rhythmically. Gunner buried himself ball deep and stopped letting her ass get used to him. She could feel her heartbeat pounding in her anus. Gunner took a drink from his glass and gave a smile to his friend.
Lyla continued to wank Alexi off as Gunner slowly began to move in and out of her ass. She found the sensation mind blowing.
"You like?" He whispered down at her, not stopping.
"Yes." She replied.
"I am going to go a bit harder now, you seem to be taking it very well."
Instantly he increased his speed. She could feel the blood coursing all through her body, Lyla felt like she was about to combust. Alexi with his free hand began to twist her erect, throbbing nipple.
Lyla couldn't take much more, she melted into the bed, giving her body over to these two powerful men. Ecstasy wouldn't even come close to how she felt.
After a few minutes of fucking, she released again. Her whole body jolted like she was having a seizure. Alexi flogged her cunt throughout her orgasm.
"That's it Lyla. Come for us."
He slowly withdrew from her and wiped his brow. The three of them lay on the bed in silently, dazed and breathing heavily.
"We are both going to take you know Lyla, then you will have felt the full pleasure the body can offer. Did you think your body was capable of such things."
"No." Was all she could reply, she felt silly just spouting one word answers. Her brain was focusing on the prospect of taking two men inside her at the same time. The horny feeling reignited inside of her.
"Drink up, "Gunner said handing her a drink. She took it greedily.
"Top or bottom Alexi?" He called jokingly over his shoulder.
"I am more than happy with whatever." He said as he stroked his cock, Lyla was hypnotised looking at his large bollocks bouncing up and down.
"You can sit on me then Lyla, I have not had enough of that ass." He said as he lay back on the bed.
She was inwardly happy, she didn't think she could take Alexi's pounding her butt.
Moving over to Gunner she slowly lowered herself down onto his cock, rubbing her pussy all the time.
He felt deeper in this position, she found the need to piss much greater.
Grabbing her hips he began to thrust into her, he hole more receptive.
"Lie back on me, put your feet on my thighs." Gunner said pulling her back onto him.
Her pussy and asshole felt more relaxed in this position, she laid her head back against his shoulder. SHe could smell the alcohol on his breath as he licked her ear. Alexi moved her fingers away from her pussy and rubbed his tip up and down between her folds.
"Yes, fucking yes." She cried.
Gunners hand moved from her hip to around her throat.
"Think of this night when you are lonely Lyla." He whispered as Alexi slide inside her.
"Oh!!" She screamed. "Fuck yes."
The sensations between her legs was fucking fantastic, she could feel every inch of their cocks stretching her holes and fucking her. She wasn't sure how she could ever return to regular fucking after this.
"You see, she fucking loves it,"
Alexi grabbed both her ankles and pushed them back in the air, giving him better access to her pussy. Their motions were out of sync so she was pounded in a different hole each thrust. Gunner slipped three fingers into her mouth as Alexi began to fuck her cunt with vigour. His bollocks slapping of her furiously. She didn't even have any energy to moan, she was too caught up in the feeling. Alexi's eyes caught hers, holding her stare. She loved looking at him as he gave it to her. His face suddenly changed.
He pulled out of her, jerking quickly, grunted and shot a massive wad of jizz on to her stomach. It kept spurting, covering her in his hot sex milk. Gunners hand went back to her hips and he increased his speed. Alexi sat at the edge of the bed breathing heavily, Lyla could see his back was slick with sweat.
The thought about what was happening to her right now sent a jolt between her thighs. She thought her hips would break as the tidal wave of sensations washed over her body. This was as close to heaven as she would ever get.
With a few more thrusts, Gunner pushed her off and blew all over her gaping backdoor. He squeezed her tit so hard while he climaxed she thought he would tear it off.
Alexi went to fill more drinks as she lay there beside Gunner panting.
He leaned over and stared at her face.
"Usually we don't waste our seed but seeing as you are a married woman we changed how we do things." He kissed her forehead and went to the bathroom. Alexi returned just as she heard the shower blast on.
"Some friend you got there." She said taking the glass from him.
"He is the best man I know," He replied looking at the pool of his cum on her chest. He looked around on the floor before handing her his sock.
"Such a gentleman." She laughed as she mopped it up.
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Lyla's taxi pulled up early the next morning outside of her work, she barely had time to shower and nap after her night with the men when Clarke rang her saying he needed her to call to the office as soon as she could. The heat showed no sign of leaving as she dashed for the air conditioned foyer of the building.
"I guess he wants a debrief after last night." She thought as she rode the elevator to his floor.
She pushed in the door to her office when she heard raised voices coming from Clarkes office beyond her own.
"Oh fuck, that's Cassie," Her face went red. "What if she is telling him that she caught me watching them."
"YOU ARE A FUCKING PIG CLARKE, WHAT IF THAT WERE ME."
"Calm down, babes." She could hear Clarke plead.
"Don't fucking tell me to calm down, you're out there offering her to any one that you think will help you. That is not the man I married Clarke."
"It's not like that."
"Does she even know the truth about what went down with these important investors. Hmm? I bet you she wouldn't have gone there at all if she knew. I am going home now, I suggest you find another place to stay, I cannot look at you."
Not wanting to be caught again Lyla darted for the door, but was too slow.
"Of course you are here. You seem to be everywhere don't you Lyla."
Lyla couldn't help but cower a little under her murderous glare.
"Clarke rang me."
"Don't speak to me about that man." She snapped as she pressed the elevator button.
Lyla just looked at her feet, feeling like a c***d in front of a headmaster. Once again she was at a loss for words.
The doors parted and Cassie walked through.
"Lyla," She said uncharacteristically soft. "I hope you know that you don't have to put in these 'overtime' hours. Clarke will find a way, it's what he is good at."
She tried to stammer out a reply.
"Just take care of yourself ok." Cassie said with a guarded look on her face as the doors closed.
Lyla rested her head against the wall and took what seemed to be the first deep breath she had taken in days.
"I didn't expect you to be driving yourself Clarke." She said as she opened her window. She found it hard to make eye contact with her boss since she watched him fuck his wife in his office, seeing him suck his load out of her pussy was not something she could unsee. His wife Cassie had caught her looking but as far as Lyla knew she had kept that knowledge to herself.
"Well, they told me they weren't into formal meetings, they dismissed my offers to take them out on the town. They didn't want to come into the office either, said they would prefer if it were relaxed. They hold all the cards so I would have met them in a parking lot if I thought it would sway them." He said shifting uncomfortably, Lyla could already see sweat patches forming on his shirt.
"That will be them showing us that they hold all the power.' Mr. Howe said not looking up from the folder. "They don't know about you of course," He said turning around and smirking, "the cause and potential solution to all of our problems."
She refused to rise to the bait.
"Any more nasty mails from Holt." Clarke asked catching her eye in the rear view mirror.
"Not since he accused me of corrupting Halle."
They all laughed after that statement.
"And when does the little starlet make her big internet debut." Mr. Howe asked.
'I spoke to my brother yesterday, he said it should be online in the next week, he's still working with developers for the new site."
"Speaking of developers. My friend from college that told me Holt had been in contact with him about a snag he had hit in the code of my fucking app, is giving a talk in town on Friday night. Cassie and I are taking him for lunch, we cannot make the talk but I was thinking you could go Lyla."
Her stomach flipped.
"Is he another rung on your ladder back?" She asked as she looked at all the buildings whizzing by.
"Our ladder." Mr. Howe interjected.
Clarke caught her eye again she was taken aback at the sorrowful look in his eyes.
"More than likely." He said sheepishly.
"I will be there, let's just get this meeting out of the way first."
They sat in silence for the rest of the journey. They parked away from the building, Clarke didn't want the investors to know that he drove himself to the meeting. The plan was for Lyla to wait in a room in the complex that Clarke had rented. Mr. Howe would excuse himself near the end of the meeting and call her and she would join them under the premise of Clarke forgetting a gift from the office. She was glad of the alone time and being able to get ready before she called up.
She bade them good luck as she exited the elevator on her floor. She quickly walked to the room, hoping against hope that she wouldn't bump into Seth again.
Entering the cool room she quickly stripped off and showered. Lyla knew nothing about the what the investors were into. Clarke had paid for her to have her hair and nails done, he insisted on her getting a wax. Just in case he said. Her phone beeped as she said down naked. The over head fan was running full blast. Her heart skipped as she seen the message was from Seth.
"Morning beautiful," it read, "how are you today? My father bought the yacht so if you are free on Sat would love to take you out on the lake."
She allowed herself a little squeal, it had been a long time since she felt this way about a guy. They had one date since he came back into her life but nothing happened. Just dinner and drinks.
"Very tame compared to my recent exploits." She had thought as she took off her high heels after their date. Surprisingly she wasn't too pissed that they didn't fuck. She took care of herself under the covers thinking of him but was glad that they had just talked and caught up, he meant more to her than a casual hook-up.
Lyla replied that she would love to, she opened up her contacts and messaged Halle. She hadn't spoken to her in a few days, she replied almost instantly.
"Not surprising," Lyla thought, "the fucking phone is constantly in her hand."
Halle had sent a quick succession of 7 messages. She was doing well, enjoyed the meetings and the conversations she had with Curtis. She told Lyla that was really excited but nervous about her first session. She was getting lots of tips from the male cam stars. She thanked her again for setting it up, finishing up she added a devil emoji and said she was scared of Holts reaction.
Lyla told her she was welcome and not to worry about Holt. She had just set the phone down when it pinged again. This time it was from Sunni, apologising for her recent behaviour and asking if they could go out for a drink or dinner soon.
She knew her housemate was under a lot of pressure between working, rehearsing for a play and the threat of her estranged father arriving soon. She felt bad that she didn't try harder to sort things out sooner, she hadn't seen much of her since they had kissed while drunk. She responded that she would love to go for a drink and not to worry about anything.
Lyla set the phone down and stretched out on the couch, her naked skin covered in goose bumps as the fan caressed her skin with the cool air. She must have fallen asleep because the next thing she knew Mr. Howe was shaking her by the shoulders.
"Lyla you didn't answer your phone." He said through gritted teeth. "These guys are game changers, we can't afford to fuck this up." He looked at her tits as he spoke the last few words.
"Take it all in Robert, you won't be seeing them again." She spat as she ran to the bathroom to grab her clothes.
"How did the meeting go?" She called as she slid on her black satin thong. The look she had settled on highlighter her curvy figure, she chose a black lace bra, sleeveless dark green blouse and a beige mini skirt, finished off with killer high heels. Her hair would be worn down.
"Clarke spoke really well, He was just a bit shocked that Gunner himself decided to make this trip."
"Gunner?" She called out.
"Yes he is the top dog, not usually known for attending these types of meetings, Clarke had a few dealings with him years ago. The man always intimidated him for some reason. He seemed ok to me, just a quiet guy, he didn't really react when I delivered the stats and figures and what they could hope for in the future. Neither him nor his colleague gave too much away, I can sense Clarkes uneasiness is causing an atmosphere. I decided to excuse myself and call you in a bit earlier. Thankfully the booking was in my name, so the front desk let me in."
A few squirts of perfume and she was back in the seating area of the room.
"Well I am ready now." Lyla said, extending her arms and giving a sarcastic twirl.
"Very nice," He said, opening the door and standing aside to let her out.
As they waited for the elevator to arrive, Mr. Howe grabbed her by the elbow, looking in his face Lyla could see that it was serious.
"I think it's a very good thing you are doing for Clarke, Lyla, the mistake you made could have happened to anyone. I just want you to know that both Clarke and I really appreciate you and your efforts to make this right. Without you he doesn't stand a chance."
"Thank you, Mr. Howe," She said pulling her elbow away. "I promised him I would make it right and I am trying my best."
"Exactly," He exclaimed as they entered the carriage. "That is exactly what we need from you tonight, without the financial backing from these two we don't have a hope."
Lyla had never seen him so panicked before, usually he was smug and in control, not red in the face and sweating.
"I really hope you will give it your all to get these gents on board."
"I will do what needs to be done." She said as she exited the elevator.
"Here," he whispered handing her a red envelope, "the gift Clarke supposedly forgot. It's two tickets to the game tomorrow night. Box seats, cost a fucking fortune."
"Lead the way," She said sliding the envelope into her purple clutch bag.
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"Ah, Lyla thank you so much for bringing the tickets." Clarke said nervously, rising from the sofa and taking the envelope from her. "Gunner, Alexi, this is Lyla."
The two men stood to greet her, she caught a whiff of their strong cologne as she air kissed them both.
"Lyla," Alexi said, looking her up and down, "Clarke never said his wife was so beautiful."
"Wife!" She stuttered.
"How long have you two been married." Gunner asked.
Mr. Howe coughed and raised his eyebrows. He was behind the sofa the two men were sitting on, pouring some drinks. She could feel Clarke slide his hand around the small of her back,pinching her.
"Two years." Clarke said kissing her on the cheek.
"The two best years of my life." She added with a strained laugh.
She took a seat beside Clarke as the meeting slowly wound down. The talk turned from business to travel and the two men's latest purchases. Clarke's hand rested on her thigh throughout. She played the role as loving wife perfectly she thought, laughing at all of Clarkes bad jokes, highlighting some of his career achievements to the investors, offering their guests more drinks and looking lovingly into his eyes when he glanced at her.
"I am afraid gents we must really be going. I am playing in a sponsored golf tournament in the morning and really need to bring my A game." Mr. Howe said as he grabbed his jacket from the stand.
"Yes we must be off as well darling." Clarke said as he shook both of the men's hands.
"Surely you will let Lyla stay for a drink, we barely got to speak to her, we will send driver to bring her home later." Gunner said mock pleadingly. Alexi stood behind him with a hopeful smile on his face,
"What the fuck do these guys think is going to happen?" Lyla thought as she looked at Clarke. His face was red and he was squirming under Gunners stare. She decided to put him out of his misery.
"I can stay for one drink, I am meeting Halle later so I won't be out too long."
"Ok then, have fun." He said kissing her on the cheek. " I am trusting you guys are going to take good care of her, don't let her drink too much." Clarke said jokingly in a tone that was higher than his normal speaking voice. Mr. Howe said his goodbyes once again and pulled open the door. Lyla went to see them out. Clarke barely met her eyes, he just stared down at his cuffs and muttered a barely audible 'Thanks.' Mr. Howe nodded slightly as she closed the door.
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As she finished her third glass of champagne Lyla found her mind getting foggy. The cool air and cold drink giving her a buzz. She found herself relaxing as she got to know Gunner and Alexi.
Gunner was 33, gym built, shaved head and face. He wore a thick silver watch. His suit was charcoal grey. He was tanned and had dazzling grey eyes. He told her that he had started in his fathers business from the age of 13 by the time he was 19 he had taken over. While he spoke to her, Lyla found the way he pronounced his words coupled with the power he radiated to be a massive turn on.
Alexi sat in silence, he had unbuttoned the top three buttons on his light blue shirt, revealing a hairy chest. He had short dark curly hair, a neat, trimmed beard hugged his straight jaw line. He too was gym fit. She could see him staring at her out of the corner of her eye during her conversation with Gunner. He had started at her feet and worked his way up her legs before stopping at her tits. Her mouth began to get dry.
"So tell me Lyla, how did a beautiful girl like you end up with a man like Clarke Bentley. You do not seem his type, if you forgive my candor." Gunner smiled as he opened another bottle of champagne and refilled all of their glasses.
Lyla's foggy brain went into over drive, she didn't know if she should make something up or just change the subject. In the end she settled on a vague memory she had of Clarke telling her about the first time he had met Cassie. After they didn't ask any more questions. She wondered how this evening would play out, would either of the men make a move on her like Mr. Howe and Clarke told her they would.
A quiet silence fell on the room.
"So are either of you married." She asked, chancing a quick glance at Alexi, who smiled and looked away. She placed him to be about 30, his cheeks a rosy red after the alcohol.
"I was years ago, but it didn't work out." Gunner replied undoing his own shirt. Lyla could see a thick silver necklace hanging around his neck. "I was too young Lyla, I realised early on that I wanted to have a lot more fun and not be tied down to one woman. You ever feel like that?"
"Sometimes, but doesn't every newlywed?"
"Yes." Alexi said before catching Gunner's eye and returning to his statue like staring.
"Ah, but we are all young human beings Lyla, I believe no one should get married until they are 60, we are not put on this earth to be stuck with one person while we are in our sexual prime. Forgive me if I have spoken out of turn."
Lyla knew that he was not one bit sorry, she was experiencing the full force of his manly charm and she was captivated. She wondered was he going to send Alexi away and then make his move on her.
"For example, Alexi here, like a brother to me. I have known him since we were both young k**s. We do everything together. We work together, live next door, go on holidays together. We have even shared some of the best sexual experiences together."
Lyla blushed.
Gunner removed a cigar from a box on the coffee table and lit it. Thick acrid smoke soon filled the room.
"Alexi, get the door." He snapped. Alexi immediately jumped up and opened the sliding door that led out on to the balcony.
"Tell me Lyla does Clarke fill all of your needs. A pretty girl like yourself should never be left wanting."
Taking a sip of her drink she replied. "He takes good care of me."
"SEE," Gunner bellowed clapping his hands together, spilling cigar ash on the floor. "That is the problem. Good care is not good enough. It should be brilliant care, mind blowing care. My friend here could show you an out of this world time." He said patting Alexi hard on the shoulder.
Lyla was startled by Gunners approach to sex, she chanced another look at Alexi who now had a hunger in his eyes that wasn't there earlier. He didn't seem fazed by his friends remarks.
"He must have heard it before." She thought as she took a big mouthful of champagne.
"Society had beaten into us that we should be ashamed of our needs and wants, not many fulfil their sexual potential Lyla. That is the greatest pity I can think off."
She didn't know how to respond, if this was just like the previous encounters she had had on behalf of Clarke and her mistake, she would have no problem playing hard to get, but the fact that they thought she was Clarkes wife threw a spanner in her plans. She didn't want to appear too easy and make them think Clarke was less of a man because he supposedly couldn't satisfy her. Mr. Howe's remarks on the elevator ride up and his knowing nod came back to her.
She took a deep breath.
"I agree."
Both men's eyebrows shot up.
"But," she added quickly, "I am a happily married woman."
"No woman of mine would ever be left alone in the same room as two hot blooded men with copious amounts of alcohol."
"Clarke trusts me, I came here to give you the tickets that he forgot."
"We know," said Alexi, "But why did you stay."
She looked down at her feet, once more unsure of what to say.
"You're not curious at all."
"Of course I am," she added sheepishly. She didn't want them to know that the burning sensation in her stomach or the aching in her nipples was driving her wild. She would let them think they were leading her astray but like with all her other conquests, she was allowing them too.
"I believe in loyalty Lyla, more than anything in this world. I also believe in total indulgence, call it selfish, but if I have needs they are taken care of within the hour. It's the only way I can live."
She nodded in agreement, doing her best to fight the smile that was trying to creep on to her face.
Alexi stood up and slid onto the sofa beside her. He cupped her breasts as he began to kiss her neck. She threw her head back, groaning slightly.
"How is this happening?" She thought as she felt his wet lips trail down her neck.
"Now isn't that so much better Lyla." Gunner said, as he took in the scene before him like a lion stalking his prey. He took another drag of his cigar and blew the smoke up into the air.
She placed her hand inside Alexi's thigh. She could feel the shaft of his cock pressing against the fabric of his pants, he felt big. She started to get wet. Alexi pushed her up off the sofa and pulled the blouse above her head. He quickly moved his hands behind her and unzipped her skirt. It fell to her ankles and she kicked it away. Alexi stood back and admired her, shooting a smile to Gunner before slipping two fingers inside her satin thong.
"She is very wet Gunner." He called to his friend as he began to move his fingers side to side rapidly on her pussy.
"I knew she would be, I could just tell."
Lyla's heart was racing so fast she thought she would faint. The heat, cigar smoke and her horniness made it hard for her to breath. Alexi swiftly removed his shirt and trousers. His bulge was sticking out so much that the elastic waistband of his underwear was out from his body. His body was coated in dark hair. He pulled her closely, kissed her deeply before whispering in her ear.
"We are going to show you how real men fuck," He pulled away and stared at her with such intensity she was hypnotised, "Not like your husband."
She nodded slowly before she sank to her knees. She pulled down his underwear, a 7' uncut cock sprung out to meet her. She was in her element now and began to relax a bit more, her nerve endings tingled. She swallowed the last of her champagne in one big mouthful. Gunner whooped.
"Thatta girl." He shouted.
Lyla grasped Alexi's big meaty member in her hands, she spat on his purple helmet before taking him in her mouth. He tasted salty as she fanned her tongue on his piss slit. He pushed into her quickly, hitting the bag of her throat, causing her mouth to fill with saliva. He pulled out of her momentarily, she spat on her hand and began to work it up and down his shaft before taking him again. He put both hands on the back of her head and began to push her down on to him more forcefully. She placed both her hands on his thick muscular thighs and allowed him to face fuck her. She was always very confident in her oral skills but he was pushing her to her limit, her eyes were watering and she could feel her face glow.
The noise his thick hairy balls made when they hit off her chin was driving her insane. She was now dripping wet. Alexi began to moan as he continued to slam into her mouth.
"Enough," Gunnar said quietly but with force, "it's time to fuck."
Alexi guided her head off his cock and swung her around back onto the sofa. She laid with her back on the cushion but her hips and legs hanging over the edge. He quickly pulled off her thong, letting it hang from one ankle. He pushed legs apart and without using his hands placed his throbbing dick against her slit.
She moaned at the contact and grabbed her breast. He was so much stronger than anyone she had been with.
"Look at me while he enters you Lyla, I want to see your face." Gunner said finishing his own drink.
She looked into his eyes, the eyes of the man who struck fear into Clarke, the man whose money would allow them to hire the best team to get them out of the mess they were in and back with a shot for the top. He radiated power and control, even Alexi seemed to be under his thumb, Gunner smiled and gave a gentle nod, seconds later Alexi had plunged his dick inside of her.
She moaned louder now, she hadn't been this filled up in a long time. She enjoyed the look on Gunners face, he was no longer a business man talking about deals and his past. The urges he spoken about earlier had taken over. She could relate to him on that.
She began to rub her clit as Alexi ploughed her relentlessly. Her breasts were nearly popping out of her bra with the motion. She loved a man with stamina. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she felt the build up in between her thighs.
"Oh Fuck!" she cried before she came.
Still Alexi continued to pummel her. "Yes keep fucking me." She grunted through gritted teeth.
Gunner now stood beside the couch, looking down on them. He reached out and pulled down her bra, tweaking her nipple. He was rubbing himself through his pants.
"Let her cum one more time Alexi then it is my turn." He said and then walked into the bedroom.
She didn't think it was possible but Alexi's tempo increased. He was slamming deep inside of her continuously, her legs started to get weak. The only time he slowed down was to spit on his cock, even then he didn't remove himself from her.
"Please," She moaned weakly, "keep going."
She was so enraptured with what he was doing to her body that all thoughts were pushed to her mind, this was the strongest her urge had ever been, she felt like she could come all day and night and it wouldn't be enough to satisfy her. She tried to rub her clit in time to his rhythm but it was futile trying to keep up with him so she just massaged it side to side as fast as she could.
She looked up into his eyes, his face dripping with sweat, strained with effort. His eyes burned into hers.
"Tell me how much you like me fucking you," He said as he spanked her ass cheek, he was slowing down slightly, focusing more on his thrusts.
"I love... you fucking... me." She breathed, barely able to string a sentence together. The build up surged forward and rocked through her body like a grenade. She pinched her nipple, arched her back and let a guttural moan escape her lips. "FUCK!"
Alexi pulled out of her slowly, breathing heavily. He wiped the sweat from his brow and took a swig from his glass. "Your are very good." He said taking her hand and pulling her up. He scooped the hair that was stuck to her face back and planted and wet sloppy kiss on her. She was still buzzing from coming, her body felt weak but alive.
"Gunner is waiting for you in the bedroom. Let's go."
She let him lead her into the bedroom, his erect dick swaying from side to side as he pushed open the door. Gunner was naked on the bed, stroking his cock. She took him all in, he was not as hairy as Alexi but his arms and chest were bigger. His had a fat 6' uncut member, his balls rested between his thighs.
"You look so pretty Lyla, the way a woman should always look. Satisfied."
He pushed himself up into a sitting position and rearranged the pillows behind his back. The room was cool, the blinds were drawn casting a dull light around.
"Alexi, more drinks." He ordered not taking his eyes of Lyla, a smile crept across his face.
"You enjoying yourself?" He asked.
All she could do was nod as she sat on the bed.
"You ever have two men before?" He whispered as he grabbed her chin and looked deep into her eyes. His thumb pulling on her bottom lip.
"No," She whispered gently sucking his thumb. Alexi returned and handed them both a drink. He began to kiss her shoulders as she took a big mouthful of the cold champagne. It felt like heaven as it bubbled on her tongue. She tried to slow her heart rate down but it was no use, she was deep into the fuck lust. Alexi once again put his fingers between her thighs, rubbing her pussy slower this time. He was sucking on her nipple. Gunner was breathing deeply still staring at her.
"On all fours Lyla. I want your mouth on me."
He stood on the bed, his hulking figure looming over her as she knelt before him, Alexi grabbed her hips and raised them.
Gunner reached down and unclipped her bra as she began to suck on his helmet, his thick foreskin felt soft against her lips. Alexi slid two fingers inside of her twat and began to rotate them slowly, his thumb gently rubbing her asshole. Her nerve endings exploded. Gunner grabbed her head and began to push his shaft deeper into her wet mouth. He never took his eyes off her. Alexi began to finger her faster now.
"Come once more for us Lyla and then I will fuck you." Gunner said. "Alexi take her there as quick as you can."
She felt saliva burst from the side of her lips and run down her chin as the face fucking continued. Alexi had now three fingers inside of her and was licking her asshole. He was determined to do what his boss told him.
"That's it Lyla, don't fight it, let yourself go."
The noises from the blow job and getting eaten out pushed her over the edge. She came after a few seconds. Alexi could read her body so slipped his tongue inside her ass just as she released. She never had an orgasm like it. Since her mouth was stuffed with cock her breathing was displaced and it highlighted the force like she never knew possible.
"Turn around." Gunner said as he sank to his knees, stroking his wet cock.
Her legs were weak but she complied.
"Yes my friend here got you all nice and ready for me." He said as he spanked her. Alexi put his palm over her mouth and dragged all the spit from her face and wiped it between her tits. Gunner started rubbing his head against her moist lips before entering her.
His fat cock stretched her hole perfectly, her muscles strained against him before relaxing. He started off slowly before giving short hard thrusts. He twisted her hair into a pony tail and tugged on her with each pound. Alexi now stood on the bed, cupping each of her heaving breasts and pushing them together.
"Hold them like this." He whispered, spitting on his palm and rubbing it up and down his length. She pushed her tits together as he moved his cock in between them. The smell of their bodies was intoxicating to her. Gunner was still pulling on her hair with one hand while he spanked her with the other. Alternating between cheeks. Lyla was in pure heaven.
She looked down and moaned, seeing Alexi's head push up and down between her tits was amazing. Gunner's cock continued to plug up her pussy, she had no hand free to rub herself and it was driving her mad. She felt his spit land on her asshole. Every part of her body was on fire. Her urge seemed to increase with every thrust and groan.
"Alexi, lie down." Gunner said. He pulled himself slowly from her and grabbed his drink from the bedside table.
"I think you better cancel your plans Lyla, you are in for a long night."
"No keep going please." She said without thinking.
Both men laughed.
"What did I tell you Alexi, women in this city know how to have fun."
Alexi smiled as he lay on his back. Lyla sat over him not wanting to be without a cock inside her for too long. She guided his dick back inside of her cunt and began to bounce on him. Her whole body was sticky with sweat and spit. Gunner laid beside them, his hand tweaking her nipple and spanking her now red ass cheeks.
"Such a beautiful ass Lyla, does it get worshipped often."
"No," she moaned as she continued to bounce on Alexi's cock. He was hitting her so deep.
"Tonight it will." He said spitting on his fingers and pushing it between her cheeks. He rubbed her shit slit more forcefully than Alexi, the sensation of it was pushing her heart to burst. She had tried anal before, with a sex toy in the bathtub. She had always wanted to try it, the thought of it made her mouth dry up.
"I need a drink." She said.
Without taking his hand away from her back door Gunner reached over and grabbed her glass. He tilted her head back and poured some into her mouth. Some splashed on her breasts before dropping down on to Alexi's hairy abs.
"Make her come again before I take her ass." He snapped as he slowly slid his fuck you finger inside of her poop chute.
"OH FUCK!" She screamed. Alexi had now grabbed her hips and was slamming her deeper and harder on to his cock. She forced herself to relax her muscles. Gunner leant over and bit her hard on her bum cheek. She had never had a sexual experience like this. Her body felt like it didn't belong to her anymore. She was insatiable.
Her fourth eruption was the most powerful yet. Her legs kicked out and her body began to shudder.
Gunner reached down and removed her shoes.
"On your back on the edge of the bed Lyla. I am going to fuck your ass now. You will love it."
She nodded and slowly moved over towards him, the anticipation of a butt fuck was turning her into a wild a****l. This was not how she thought the meeting was going to end.
Gunner grabbed some lube he had on the bedside table and applied a generous amount to his cock and her now pulsating asshole. Alexi squatted beside her, tapping his cock against her cheek before she opened her mouth and took him. She always loved the taste of her own pussy on a man's dick. Gunner slowly inserted first one finger, then a second. He moved them in and out, pulling on her ring a little more each time. Alexi moved forward slightly, his full ball sack dangling in front of her nose. She extended her tongue and licked them slightly, they gave a little jolt. She found herself smiling at the reaction. She was always the one to give pleasure in the bedroom, she found it strangely liberating that these two men were giving her the best seeing to she had ever had.
She spread her tongue wide and slowly dragged it along Alexi's gouche, she could feel his breath catch. This turned her on, she kept going and found his tight brown eye. She fanned it quickly, he reached his hand around and grabbing a fist full of her hair pulled her deeper between his hairy ass cheeks.
Gunners fingering became more intense now, her muscles were relaxing around him. Her breathing was still ragged as her face was buried in Alexi's sweaty arse. The smell of his hoop was driving her more wild, it filled her nose and her mouth and she fucking loved it.
Slowly Alexi moved off her face as Gunners fingers moved out of her.
"You ready for it Lyla?"
"Yes, fucking do it." She replied rubbing her throbbing pussy.
"No no, Alexi will take of that for you, won't you Alexi."
Alexi just nodded and spat on his hand, placing it between her thighs and began mashing her cunt deep and hard. Lyla reached over and took his schlong in her hand and began to jerk him off.
Gunner grabbed her ankle and placed it on his broad shoulder. His cock began to rub against her backdoor. He grabbed his meat and pushed against her.
"Don't fight me." He said finally getting over the resistance and pushing inside of her crapper.
Stars erupted before Lyla's eyes. Her hole felt on fire, his big cock was plugging her. She felt like she hadn't had a second to catch her breath, it was just one pleasurable sensation after another.
She could feel every inch of his cock slide slowly inside, Alexi's had spread three fingers against her pussy and was rubbing it rhythmically. Gunner buried himself ball deep and stopped letting her ass get used to him. She could feel her heartbeat pounding in her anus. Gunner took a drink from his glass and gave a smile to his friend.
Lyla continued to wank Alexi off as Gunner slowly began to move in and out of her ass. She found the sensation mind blowing.
"You like?" He whispered down at her, not stopping.
"Yes." She replied.
"I am going to go a bit harder now, you seem to be taking it very well."
Instantly he increased his speed. She could feel the blood coursing all through her body, Lyla felt like she was about to combust. Alexi with his free hand began to twist her erect, throbbing nipple.
Lyla couldn't take much more, she melted into the bed, giving her body over to these two powerful men. Ecstasy wouldn't even come close to how she felt.
After a few minutes of fucking, she released again. Her whole body jolted like she was having a seizure. Alexi flogged her cunt throughout her orgasm.
"That's it Lyla. Come for us."
He slowly withdrew from her and wiped his brow. The three of them lay on the bed in silently, dazed and breathing heavily.
"We are both going to take you know Lyla, then you will have felt the full pleasure the body can offer. Did you think your body was capable of such things."
"No." Was all she could reply, she felt silly just spouting one word answers. Her brain was focusing on the prospect of taking two men inside her at the same time. The horny feeling reignited inside of her.
"Drink up, "Gunner said handing her a drink. She took it greedily.
"Top or bottom Alexi?" He called jokingly over his shoulder.
"I am more than happy with whatever." He said as he stroked his cock, Lyla was hypnotised looking at his large bollocks bouncing up and down.
"You can sit on me then Lyla, I have not had enough of that ass." He said as he lay back on the bed.
She was inwardly happy, she didn't think she could take Alexi's pounding her butt.
Moving over to Gunner she slowly lowered herself down onto his cock, rubbing her pussy all the time.
He felt deeper in this position, she found the need to piss much greater.
Grabbing her hips he began to thrust into her, he hole more receptive.
"Lie back on me, put your feet on my thighs." Gunner said pulling her back onto him.
Her pussy and asshole felt more relaxed in this position, she laid her head back against his shoulder. SHe could smell the alcohol on his breath as he licked her ear. Alexi moved her fingers away from her pussy and rubbed his tip up and down between her folds.
"Yes, fucking yes." She cried.
Gunners hand moved from her hip to around her throat.
"Think of this night when you are lonely Lyla." He whispered as Alexi slide inside her.
"Oh!!" She screamed. "Fuck yes."
The sensations between her legs was fucking fantastic, she could feel every inch of their cocks stretching her holes and fucking her. She wasn't sure how she could ever return to regular fucking after this.
"You see, she fucking loves it,"
Alexi grabbed both her ankles and pushed them back in the air, giving him better access to her pussy. Their motions were out of sync so she was pounded in a different hole each thrust. Gunner slipped three fingers into her mouth as Alexi began to fuck her cunt with vigour. His bollocks slapping of her furiously. She didn't even have any energy to moan, she was too caught up in the feeling. Alexi's eyes caught hers, holding her stare. She loved looking at him as he gave it to her. His face suddenly changed.
He pulled out of her, jerking quickly, grunted and shot a massive wad of jizz on to her stomach. It kept spurting, covering her in his hot sex milk. Gunners hand went back to her hips and he increased his speed. Alexi sat at the edge of the bed breathing heavily, Lyla could see his back was slick with sweat.
The thought about what was happening to her right now sent a jolt between her thighs. She thought her hips would break as the tidal wave of sensations washed over her body. This was as close to heaven as she would ever get.
With a few more thrusts, Gunner pushed her off and blew all over her gaping backdoor. He squeezed her tit so hard while he climaxed she thought he would tear it off.
Alexi went to fill more drinks as she lay there beside Gunner panting.
He leaned over and stared at her face.
"Usually we don't waste our seed but seeing as you are a married woman we changed how we do things." He kissed her forehead and went to the bathroom. Alexi returned just as she heard the shower blast on.
"Some friend you got there." She said taking the glass from him.
"He is the best man I know," He replied looking at the pool of his cum on her chest. He looked around on the floor before handing her his sock.
"Such a gentleman." She laughed as she mopped it up.
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Lyla's taxi pulled up early the next morning outside of her work, she barely had time to shower and nap after her night with the men when Clarke rang her saying he needed her to call to the office as soon as she could. The heat showed no sign of leaving as she dashed for the air conditioned foyer of the building.
"I guess he wants a debrief after last night." She thought as she rode the elevator to his floor.
She pushed in the door to her office when she heard raised voices coming from Clarkes office beyond her own.
"Oh fuck, that's Cassie," Her face went red. "What if she is telling him that she caught me watching them."
"YOU ARE A FUCKING PIG CLARKE, WHAT IF THAT WERE ME."
"Calm down, babes." She could hear Clarke plead.
"Don't fucking tell me to calm down, you're out there offering her to any one that you think will help you. That is not the man I married Clarke."
"It's not like that."
"Does she even know the truth about what went down with these important investors. Hmm? I bet you she wouldn't have gone there at all if she knew. I am going home now, I suggest you find another place to stay, I cannot look at you."
Not wanting to be caught again Lyla darted for the door, but was too slow.
"Of course you are here. You seem to be everywhere don't you Lyla."
Lyla couldn't help but cower a little under her murderous glare.
"Clarke rang me."
"Don't speak to me about that man." She snapped as she pressed the elevator button.
Lyla just looked at her feet, feeling like a c***d in front of a headmaster. Once again she was at a loss for words.
The doors parted and Cassie walked through.
"Lyla," She said uncharacteristically soft. "I hope you know that you don't have to put in these 'overtime' hours. Clarke will find a way, it's what he is good at."
She tried to stammer out a reply.
"Just take care of yourself ok." Cassie said with a guarded look on her face as the doors closed.
Lyla rested her head against the wall and took what seemed to be the first deep breath she had taken in days.
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