Questions didn’t get much more inappropriate, but instead of being offended I had other feelings about Neil. He was cocky, a jerky and arrogant but I wanted to rip off my shirt and do more than just show him my tits. I wanted him inside of my mouth, deep inside of my pussy and penetrating my ass.

Blake, my boss at the restaurant was hot, but he didn’t make my pussy feel like this. Blake was awkward, unsure of himself and lacked the confidence that Neil possessed. I had fun with Blake, but I had a feeling that with Neil I could have a lot more than just fun.

“I think you saw my qualifications the other night.” I grinned as I leaned forward in my chair and pushed out my chest. My tight black tank top was low cut enough that it opened up the top of my cleavage for his examination, the pink lace of my bra peeking out teasing him. Two could play this game.

The interview started started the other night. My friend Kelly and I went out to a club. I met a good looking dark haired man in a button down shirt and a slacks, with fancy shoes that introduced himself as Neil. To impress me and Kelly, he said that he owned this club and a few other places in the area. I wasn’t too impressed, but I wasn’t going to say anything that would jeopardize the free drinks that he kept coming our way.

When it was time for the bar to close, Neil invited us and some of his friends back to his house to continue the drinking. I don’t remember much about his house, but I do remember a lot about his bedroom.

At some point I was laying on my back on his soft carpet, wearing only my red thong and heels. How I got to that point is still a little blurry, but I knew that I had already warned him that my panties weren’t coming off because neither of us had any condoms.

“Let’s make a deal.” Over the next few weeks, I was going to find out that it was one of his favorite lines.

“What’s that?”

“If you suck my cock, I’ll give you an interview.” He said as he stood over me, the bulge in his black boxer-briefs very obvious.

Once he found out that he was a bartender, he had spent a half hour telling me that I should come work for him, how much the bartenders took home there and how much the staff liked working for him. I’m not going to lie, the money sounded the best to me. Working at a coffee shop early in the mornings and spending the evenings at the restaurant trying to pay the bills was slowly killing me. I couldn’t keep up sixty plus hours a week for much longer and was looking for a job that would pay more for less hours.

However, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to work for him. He was good looking, but that’s about all that I knew about him. It promised better pay, but the two day jobs were reliable and I had no idea what I was getting into with him and the club.

“I don’t know.”

“Never sucked cock for a job before?” Any other time, any other guy that said that and I would’ve been offended.

“This will be a first.” I said as I got off of my back and sat up in front of him. I hadn’t even verbally agreed to his deal, but I was feeling so dirty and so turned on.

I slid my hand into the opening of his briefs and was greeted by his very hard cock. I couldn’t stop myself from smiling.

I pulled down his briefs and my grin got bigger. His rock hard cock. It wasn’t huge, probably just about average, but it felt powerful in my hands.

I sat up on my knees and looked up at him. My heart was pounding with excitement. He looked back down at me smiled.

I reached out with my tongue and felt the hard skin of his head. I ran my tongue around it, moving closer with my lips. I slid my lips across his head and took it into my mouth. I wanted this to be a blowjob that showed him exactly how talented I was.

I kept my eyes locked with his until I looked down and at the task in front of me. I slid my lips down his shaft. I imagined what my coworkers at my restaurant job would think if they knew that I was sucking his cock for work. I imagined what my new coworkers at the club would think. I had a feeling that I wasn’t the first girl that got on her knees for a bartending position.

I held his cock with one hand and raced my lips up and down his hard shaft. I loved the way the hardness felt against my wet, soft lips, the way it felt when his cock filled my mouth.

My head bounced up and down in front of him. The only time I stopped was to catch my breath or tease his balls with my tongue.

I wanted him to cum on my face. I wanted to show him how much I was willing to do for the job. However, he had another idea that he shared with me when he started to get close.

I had his cock in my hands, stroking it as fast as I could. I had it aimed at my face. He interrupted me and pushed my hands out of the way.

His hands groped and squeezed my chest. “I loved the way your boobs looked in that shirt tonight. I couldn’t stop starring at them.” It was the halter top that I wore when I wanted attention. It was low cut, cutting almost past my tits. Plus, I didn’t have to wear a bra with it and it tended to make heads turn.

He put his cock between my tits and used my hands to hold them together. I felt the hard shaft thrust between my soft mounds of flesh. From the look on his face, I knew it wasn’t going to be long.

Suddenly, he pulled back and his cock opened up. I held my tits like a target for him as he coated them with his warm, thick globs of cum. A river of cum flowed between my tits and down my belly. Shots of cum were dripping all over my tits.

I looked up at him and smiled. “So how do you like my qualifications?”

“I think I need to see more.” He said as he got up and pushed his chair out of the way.

My heart started pounding as he walked around the desk to me. I had that dirty, slutty feeling coming back and I loved it. I forgot about my fears of starting a new job as he got closer. My only fear now was that someone would come to his office looking for him.

He pulled me out of the chair and pushed me against his desk. I held on to it, almost afraid that he was going to push it over as he attacked me with his lips and hands.

As he pulled off my tank top, I imagined the scene being filmed for a training video on how not to do an interview.

I took off my bra and even though I was still half dressed, I felt completely naked. I was a little bit scared. I worried that someone would walk in or maybe even that he was video tapping the scene with a hidden camera. But more, I was worried about letting him hold my future in his hands. The promise of a high paying job kept me going, but I worried that at any second it would all fall apart.

That went all to the back of my mind when he pushed my jeans halfway down my thighs and slid two fingers inside of me. I let out a moan that got even louder as he pushed his fingers deeper inside of me and his mouth teased my nipples.

It was all happening so fast. He was pulling off my jeans completely and I pushed my leopard print thong to the ground. A year ago, I happily had a full time office job, even though it was low paying, it was in an industry related to my degree. Then I got laid off and had to work my ass off to make ends meet. Then I met Neil and he could give me the job I needed, one that would allow me to pay my bills on time and maybe even go back to school to get a graduate degree. I didn’t mind fucking him, but it did bother me that I was fucking him for work. I had fucked lots of my bosses before, but this was very different.

He pulled a condom out of his desk. Later on I wondered why he kept condoms in his desk, but right then I was glad to see him rolling the latex down his shaft.

He pulled me to the edge of the desk and pushed my legs apart. He gently pushed himself into me and started to go deeper and deeper inside of me.

He fucked me slowly at first, but was soon pounding my pussy. The only sounds were our breathing and the impacts of our skin with each hard thrust. I was enjoying it, but couldn’t get the doubts out of my mind. He was doing wonders between my legs, fucking me with power and with style that drove me wild.

I had called in sick to the restaurant job so that I could come here tonight. I thought about going back tomorrow like nothing happened, not to give them my two weeks like I had originally planned.

He pushed my legs back and I held them so that he could have deeper access to me. He pulled all the way back, then buried himself as far into me as he could. He went harder and harder, moving the desk and making my whole body shake with each thrust.

I was enjoying it, it felt amazing, but I wasn’t into it. My mind was racing. He was able to sense that. “Do you want to try anything else?”

“Like what?”

“The other night you mentioned that you like it in your ass.”

“I did?”

“Yeah.”

“I was pretty drunk that night.”

“So?”

I still needed more, I needed more to forget about my doubts. “Have you ever fucked one of your interviewees in the ass?”

“Nope.”

Do you think it might be a good way to guarantee me the job.”

“Oh yeah.”

“I think you should fuck my ass then. I have a bottle of lubricant in my purse.” There weren’t many more limits to pass now. I couldn’t tell if this was a new low or high for me.

He took it out and handed the bottle to me. Half of me felt like a hooker as I poured it on to his cock and rubbed it all over his shaft. The other half of me was enjoying it.

I handed the bottle back to him and bent over his desk. He pushed apart my ass cheeks and poured the cold lube on to my asshole. The coldness didn’t feel so good, but feeling his finger rub it into my ass made me knees go weak.

Soon his rock hard cock replaced his fingers. I felt it push against me, then penetrate my asshole. He pushed himself in me gently and with his cock completely inside of me I started to forget about my worries and doubts. It wasn’t the anal sex that made me feel comfortable about working for him, I just decided to let myself see where it went.

As he was pounding my asshole, I decided that at the very least it was going to be a job with a lot of benefits. I held on to the edge of the desk as he fucked me so hard that I thought he was going to push me right over to the other side.

It would come with at least some really good sex. After seeing how busy it was on a Wednesday, I knew that I could make a lot of money there.

When my legs started to get tired, he flipped me on to my back on his desk. He pushed my legs back again and quickly found my asshole.

My hand found my clit and soon I was rubbing circles around it as he thrust deep into my asshole. With the cooperation of my mind, he was able to almost easily bring me to a climax within just a few minutes. It was the kind of climax that made me fall back on his desk and shake as the pleasure filled me.

Before I was done cuming, he crossed over to the edge too. He let out some animal sounding grunts and pushed deep inside of me one last time.

We stood motionless on his desk, his cock still several inches inside of me until he said, “You’re hired.”

As we got dressed, he felt like a boss again, telling me what I was going to do that night. Who was going to train me and what to expect. I was listening, but all I could concentrate on was how good his cock had felt inside of me and that I wished he had cum inside of me without a condom.

I still had a few doubts, but after working a shift, I went to my other jobs and put in my two weeks. It was either a really good idea, or a bad one. Either way, I think I’m going to have some more adventures to share and hopefully more time to write about them.

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My heart was pounding as I knocked on his apartment door. We had never said a word to each other, even though we had exchanged hundreds of text messages over the previous seven days.

“Hello.” Were his first words to me. He gave me a smile and I knew that I had nothing to worry about.

“Hi.” He was hotter in person then the pictures that I saw on Facebook. So hot that I didn’t know what to say to him.

“Do you want anything to drink? Beer, wine or water?”

“I’m good.” I couldn’t believe that I was talking to the guy that I had told some of my naughtiest secrets and desires. When I was sending the text messages, it didn’t seem real. Now it did.

I was a little nervous because I didn’t know what to do. Luckily, he did. I followed him into the room living. He sat on the couch and pulled me on top of him. I straddled his lap and I couldn’t believe that I was touch his body. We had said a lot of dirty texts, I wondered if it was all just chit chat or if it was real. He proved with his lips that it was real.

His kiss set of a fire of desire inside of me. That fire increased as his hands explored my body, especially when his hands caressed my ass or fondled my tits.

I was barely in his apartment for five minutes before he started to unbutton my work shirt. “I’m sorry I smell like the restaurant.”

“Don’t worry. You smell fucking hot, I don’t smell any food or grease.”

He threw shirt on the floor and the black tank top that I was wearing underneath it soon found a similar spot on the carpet.

I still had on my black satin and lace bra, but that didn’t stop him from pulling me closer to him so that his face was buried between my cleavage.

Of course, it wasn’t long before he was unhooking my bra and taking it off. He threw it behind me and his mouth found my nipples. He went back and forth sucking on them, teasing them with his tongue as he fondled me with his hands. I was so turned on that soft moans started to escape from my mouth. This was going better than I had imagined.

I felt his cock against me and even through his jeans I could tell he was rock hard. I couldn’t resist rubbing myself against him as we made out. I felt so hot, like an exotic dancer giving a very private dance.

He took his shirt off and he had a nice body, but what I really wanted was for his jeans to come off. However, he pushed my hands away when I started to undo his belt. “I want to do more than just this.” I said with a disappointed frown.

“Not yet. Turn around.”

I stood up and felt his eyes examining my ass. I was glad I had worn the pair of tight stretch pants that really showed off the curve of my ass.

He pulled me on to his lap and I felt like his own private dancer as I started to rub my ass against the hard mound in his jeans. It was the most fun I had with my pants on in a very long time.

His hands focused on my tits first, but soon one of his hands found it’s way between my legs. I could feel everything through the thin fabric of my pants and the even thinner fabric of my thong. It felt almost like I was getting fingered.

The lap dance was fun, but we both wanted more. He peeled off my pants and pulled them with my panties to the floor.

I closed my eyes as he kissed the bare skin on my back. His kisses went further down, first he kissed my ass cheeks, then pushed them apart so that he could kiss my asshole. I almost jumped away because I was surprised, but at the same time turned on. It was only a brief kiss, but his lips felt good against my sensitive asshole. “You weren’t kidding about the ass licking?”

“You said that no guy has licked your ass. I want to be the first, especially now after seeing how good your ass looks.”

I’ve had men focus on my ass before, but that was always with their hard cocks. This was new territory.

“Bend over.”

I leaned over on to his coffee table and felt him behind me. First he slid one hand between my legs and I felt his fingers against my pussy. He teased my lips, but soon focused on my clit. Then I felt his wet tongue against my asshole. It made me weak in the knees because it felt so good.

We ended up with me bent over the arm of his couch with him on his knees behind me. This wasn’t his first time licking a girl’s ass. He knew what he was doing with his tongue as he ran it around and across my asshole.

It felt different then when guys have gone down on my pussy, but just as good. The only thing that felt better was when he started to finger my asshole and work my clit at the same time. He did it with increasing force until he started to shake my body with each thrust of his fingers. I reacted by moaning louder and louder. I couldn’t believe how good it felt to have my body worked like this.

He brought me to an orgasm before I had even been in his apartment for fifteen minutes. It wasn’t a weak orgasm either. It was one of those orgasms that made me moan and whimper. I lost control has his fingers worked me, I forgot about everything in the world as the pleasure flooded my body.

“Wow.” I giggled as my orgasm faded away.

“You have the perfect ass.”

“Thank you.”

“I think it’s my turn now.”

“What would you like?”

“Suck my cock.” He said as he pushed his jeans and boxers down to his ankles.

I got on my knees in front of him and tried to give him an unforgettable orgasm. However, I was still distracted from what he had done to my ass. I could still feel his finger in my ass and the way his tongue felt against my asshole. I was just going through the motions as my lips went up and down on his cock and my head bobbed up and down I front of him. However, he didn’t seem to have any complaints, he was already thinking about what we could do next.

“I think it’s time that you ride my cock.”

“I like you’re thinking.” I said with a naughty smile as I climbed off of my knees and on to his lap. As we kissed I could feel his rock hard cock pressed up against my stomach.

I lifted my body up and felt his cock against my lips. Slowly I moved my body down and his cock penetrated me. I felt the temperature in the room jump ten degrees as his cock filled me.

I may have not been to into giving him a blowjob, but I was in the mood to ride his cock like it might be the last that I ever get. I went slow at first, but soon I was bouncing up and down on his cock.

His focus was on my tits and each touch turned me on more and more. He caressed them with his hands, squeezed them until it hurt and teased my nipples with his tongue.

Then his hands found my ass, first just holding it his hands while I bounced up and down on it. Then I felt him slide a finger towards my asshole. I let out a moan loud enough for my neighbors to hear as he slid his finger into me.

“Do you really like having your ass fucked or was that just talk?”

“It wasn’t just talk.” My naughty grin got even bigger. I felt like I could by myself with him. I didn’t have to act shy or innocent, I was allowed to be a slut.

“Alright then, turn around.”

I didn’t want to let go off his cock, but I was looking forward to what was going to happen next. I slid off of him, then turned around so that I was facing away from him.

“I could stare at your ass every day.” He said as he guided my ass into position over his cock.

“I don’t think I would mind that.”

“Do you need any lube or anything?”

“I think with all of the fingering and your licking, I’m ready for just about everything.”

“You’re my kind of chick.”

I felt his cock find the entrance to my asshole then I leaned back. Slowly I felt his cock penetrate my asshole. Almost easily he pushed inside of me.

“Oh yeah.” We both moaned at almost the same time.

Slowly, I moved my ass up and down on him, feeling every inch of his cock moving inside of me, sliding through my asshole over and over.

Again his hands found my boobs. He held on to them as I rode his cock, but it didn’t compare to the next target his hands found. He found my clit and my soft moaning, became louder and louder.

It felt so good that I forgot about riding up and down on his cock. Soon, I couldn’t even sit up straight. I fell back as his fingers rapidly rubbed my clit.

His fingers worked my clit like a talented artist until my moaning stopped. I bit my lip and everything in the room went silent. I closed my eyes and felt the unbelievable pleasure fill me. Feeling his cock in my ass and his fingers working my clit so perfectly overwhelmed me.

I forgot where I was until his fingers stopped and he gave me a second to catch my breath. Just a second. “I think it’s time we switch positions. Why don’t you bend over so I can pound your ass now?”

“Okay.” I said softly, still not recovered from my orgasm.

I turned around and bent over the couch and he got into position standing behind me. Anytime I get fucked from behind it makes me feel like a slut, but I barely knew him and it made me feel even more slutty. I was his sex toy and I was enjoying every second of it.

He didn’t start off slow, instantly he was pounding my ass as hard as he could. There was a loud smack of flesh against flesh as he thrust hard into me. The only other sound was my moans filling his apartment.

He didn’t hold anything back. He used all of his power to drill my ass. My head was buried into the cushions and kept getting pushed further.

Then all of sudden he grunted, “Oh fuck.”

I felt him pull out of my asshole and seconds later I felt cum splatter on to my back. Load after load coated my back for what seemed like minutes, not just seconds. I could feel cum from my shoulders to the crack of my ass.

“Did you like that?” He said after the last drops of cum had flowed out of him.

“Oh yeah.”

“I think we should get together again sometime soon.”

“I think that’s a good idea.”

Driving over to Darren’s house, thoughts of him naked on top of me were all of that I could think about. I knew exactly where I wanted to be when this New Year’s Eve celebration ended for the night.

I met Darren about a week before New Years. He walked into the restaurant one night and our eyes instantly locked. He was out of my league with looks that belonged in a photo shoot and even with his suit on, I could tell that he spent a lot of time in the gym. Before he left, we exchanged numbers. Over the next few days, our conversation went from innocent flirting to me texting him “I want to suck your cock.” It probably wasn’t going to turn into a long term relationship, but I was ready to have some fun.

Then I met his best friend, Heath. As I shook his hand, my goals changed for the night. Heath was just as good looking with just as much of a mouth watering body. As I danced between them at the night club, I imagined being naked between them later that night.

However, I wasn’t so sure that Heath was into me. Any chance he got, he would dance away from me and to an exotic looking slut in a black and sparkly dress. on the dance floor. I couldn’t blame him, she was hot and more in his league. Plus, I’m sure that Darren had already claimed me, but I wasn’t going to let them play that game.

Before midnight, we went to Heath’s condo. He lives in one of the high rise apartments, with a great view of the city and the fireworks that would go off at midnight. It was while we were there, that I decided he wanted me. Darren was in the bathroom and Heath and I were talking in the kitchen. With one look, I knew he wanted me. His eyes were filled with lust and they weren’t looking at my face as we talked.

As midnight got closer, we moved out to the balcony. I knew that they both wanted me, I wanted them both, but I was afraid Heath was going to disappear before I had a chance to make my move. As we stood out on the balcony, admiring the lights from the city, I thought about my move.

When I was in college, this part was always so much easier. Usually by now, I’d be wasted and have no inhibitions what so ever. Unfortunately, that often led to bad sex with guys that didn’t look nearly as hot the next morning. Plus, I didn’t remember half of the night whether it was good or bad.

I had a few drinks that night, but my inhibitions were in full effect. I had said some pretty slutty things to Darren via text, but in person, with both of them standing there, my tongue was tied. I knew that if I didn’t say anything, I would probably end up going back to Darren’s apartment later that night, the sex would be good, but I was craving more than just what he could give me.

Midnight hit and my opportunity looked like it was going to disappear. Heath got a text, then announced that Kayla, the chick he was dancing with at the night club had texted him. He wanted us to go meet her and her friends at another night club.

Luckily, we had just poured another round of drinks and the fireworks were still lighting up the sky, so I had a few more minutes. However, my tongue stayed tied. Believe it or not, I’m an introvert and right then I was worried that my shyness was going to keep me from having the night that I was fantasizing.

Then I took one more sip and finally let what I was thinking leave my mouth. “I’m feeling kind of tired.” I tried to sound like vixen, but they misinterpreted me.

“Really?” Darren sounded a little annoyed. “You want to go home?”

“That’s not exactly what I had in mind.” A small, but naughty grin appeared on my lips. I leaned back against the railing and slid my fingers across my chest, opening up the neck of my gray dress to give them a peek at my orange and gray bra. The dress was already showing off my curves with it’s tight fabric and low cut, but this got their attention.

For a moment, neither of them said a thing. They just looked at me. I felt awkward trying to be the vixen and I felt really awkward when they just starred at me.

Then Darren broke the silence. “What did you have in mind?”

“I’m so horny.” The words came out of my mouth slow at first, but then they started to flow quickly. “I might need both of you to satisfy me tonight.”

They looked at each other. Heath was looking for Darren’s permission. “I’m interested,” Darren answered me.

I could myself getting turned on, my heart was pounding hard and my thong started to get damp. I imagined them using me all night long, but I wanted to do more than that. Suddenly, I was in control and I wasn’t ready to give it up like I usually did in situations like this. I knew what I wanted and I was going to get it. “I was thinking that I should maybe get on my knees right here and show you what I can do with my mouth.” I didn’t even sound like myself. I felt so confident, so sexy.

“I think that’s a good plan.” Heath said while Darren shook his head yes.

“But, if I do that, I want to know that I’ll get repaid for my efforts.”

“I can promise you that you’ll get repaid.” Darren smiled.

“And what do you think?” I asked Heath.

“That’s fair.”

“I was hoping you would say that.” I looked around the balcony. We were on the twelfth floor and it was on one of the tallest buildings for a few blocks, but it was one of the balconies that was open besides the metal railings.

“Maybe we should move inside?” Heath suggested.

“I like it right here. Maybe a towel for my knees?”

Heath ran into his apartment and I looked around some more. It’s no secret that I’m a bit of an exhibitionist, but this was far more open than any other place that I’d done anything similar. We were out in the open and part of me was really turned on. There was probably no one that could see us and what would they do if they could? The other part of me was scared to death. Luckily, the horny part of me won.

Heath handed me the towel and I laid it down by my feet. I felt like a professional as I got on my knees and looked up at them. I licked my lips and invited them to come closer.

I felt so slutty as they pulled down their zippers for me. I’m sure that I wasn’t the only girl that was on her knees right about then, but here I was with two men in front me…again. I don’t know what it is, I know one man can satisfy me, but there’s something about having two men (or sometimes more) that turns me on more than almost anything else.

I reached up and into their pants. I found two semi-hard cocks and pulled them out and into the open air. Both were above average, Darren more on the thick side while Heath was on the long side. I felt like I had just opened two very amazing presents.

I wrapped my hands around both of them and looked up at them. They both looked nervous, like at any second I would change my mind. Then I showed them that I wasn’t going anywhere. I licked the heads of their cocks, giving them each a few moments of attention before switching back to the other.

Soon, I had two very rock hard cocks for me to play with. I licked up and down their cocks, feeling their hardness against my soft tongue. I took Darren’s head in my mouth, then repeated the same process with Heath. I went back and forth, going further down on them each time, keeping my lips wrapped around their hard cocks longer each time. I looked up and now they both grinned back at me.

This was better than I could’ve imagined. This was exactly where I wanted to be. I felt like the slut I loved being and didn’t want to be anywhere else in the world.

I took a moment to catch my breath and said, “You don’t have to be afraid to touch me.” I wanted their hands all over me, violating me and that’s exactly what they gave me.

Darren didn’t hesitate to open up the neck of my dress further, exposing all of the cups of my lace bra. I pulled my tits out of my bra and I felt hands from both of them attack my tits. I was groped and my nipples were pinched. It turned me on even more.

My lips were racing up and down their cocks now. Heath was grabbing the back of my head, holding it their so he could force his cock into my mouth. I was gagging and my eyes were starting to water. I had to push him back a couple of times so that I could catch my breath, however I loved it and made Darren do the same.

“I’m getting close.” Darren said softly a few moments later.

I pulled my lips back and wiped the saliva from them. “I think it’s my turn then.”

“Just give me a couple more seconds and you’ll make me cum.” Darren pleaded.

“Not yet.” I felt like such a tease, I knew they both had to be ready to explode. But I didn’t want them to cum just yet. I wanted to keep them on the edge for a lot longer. The night was already intense, but I didn’t want to lose that feeling.

“You’re cruel.” Darren said with a smile.

“I’ll make it up both of you.”

“I’m sure you will.” Darren said.

“Want to move to the bedroom?” They helped me off of my knees, then I led them to the bedroom. I had never felt so in control before and I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed a threesome so much and we really hadn’t even done anything yet.

I sat on the middle of the bed, my legs were crossed but I knew that they could both see up my very short dress and to my lace thong. Their eyes exploded my body, following each curve.

“Who wants to go down on me first?” I had never been so demanding before. I expected them to tell me they had other plans, but instead Heath stepped forward instead.

He climbed on to the bed by my feet and I unwrapped my legs. I pulled up my dress as he positioned himself between my legs. I felt his fingers press against me and the soft fabric of my thong push against the sensitive skin between my legs. The material was literally soaked.

I pushed the sides of the thong down a few inches, then he pulled them off completely. His fingers soon appeared where the thong had been. He slid them gently between my lips, exploring just below the surface and feeling just how wet I was. Then he found my clit and I started to feel my whole body go weak.

I laid down on my back and spread my legs further for him. His tongue replaced his fingers on my clit and I let out a soft moan. I closed my eyes and paid close attention to every movement of his tongue. He was delicate at first, but as my moans grew louder, he used more power and more speed to massage my clit.

I opened my eyes and looked at Darren watching me. He was stroking his cock gently, admiring the show. “I think it’s your turn.”

Without any questions or complaints, Darren and Heath switched positions.

“And why don’t you come a little closer.” I opened my mouth and invited Heath to come closer with my fingers. “Unless you think that you’re going to cum.”

“Not yet.” He said as he got back on to the bed and knelt right in front of my head.

“Good.” He moved closer and I eagerly took it with my mouth again.

It was a little awkward laying on my back and me trying to give him a blowjob, I was stroking him with my hands more than I was using my mouth. I decided to let him take over. “Fuck my mouth.” And he gave me exactly what I wanted. His cock sliding between my lips felt so good. He felt so powerful and I felt so slutty.

And it was a little awkward at first with Darren between my legs, but as soon as he found his routine, he had me right back to the same spot.

I closed my eyes and felt the motions of Heath’s cock and Darren’s tongue. The combination was incredible. Then Heath reached down and started playing with my tits. He caressed them and squeezed them. My tits are always sensitive, but this felt unreal because it felt so good. Even though my moans were muffled by Heath’s cock, they were loud.

It wasn’t long before I started to get close. My body started to lose control of my body, sexual energy was filling me completely. I pushed Heath’s cock away from my mouth and let out an extremely loud moan, almost like a cry. My body became tense and the orgasm filled me.

I think most women would’ve been happy with just that. However, I was still craving more. I opened my eyes and saw both of them looking at me, both of them rock hard. “Are there any condoms?”

Both of them answered yeah and soon their was a small pile of them on the bed. “Why don’t you put one of those on, while I get my clothes out of the way.” I said to Darren.

I pulled off my dress and took off my bra, then kicked my heels off. I didn’t do it in a slow, strip tease sort of way, but I still had their full attention.

I felt so naked on the bed and liked the way they were looking at me, but I wanted to see them naked too. “You guys should both do the same.”

I wasn’t disappointed by either of them. They both had toned bodies and with well defined muscles. I like muscles and good looks, but it’s not everything that I look for, except when I’m naked with two rock hard guys.

“Are you ready?”

“I’ve been ready all night.”

I laid down on my back again and opened my legs for Darren. I looked up at Heath and said, “Don’t worry you’ll get a turn too.”

Heath climbed on top of me and pushed my legs further open with his legs. I felt so slutty, I knew that most girls didn’t crave getting fucked by two men like this, but I did and this was better than anything I had ever done with two guys.

I felt the tip of his cock press against my lips, then he pushed into my wetness. He was thick and I could feel him spreading open my legs as he pushed himself into me. He went slow for maybe a minute, then he picked up the pace and pounded my pussy. The bed shook, my body shook and I loved feeling his hard thrusts impacting with me.

After a few minutes, we switched positions and I got to be in control. I like being on top, it’s one of my favorite positions, but this felt better than any other time. I took my time, feeling his cock inside of me, moving around as I moved my hips. Then I found a spot, the spot. I started bouncing up and down on his cock on the verge of bouncing right off of him. I was breathing hard. I was sweating. This was my kind of workout. I was moaning loud every time I felt his cock push into me.

He was caressing my tits. “Squeeze them hard.” I ordered as I slowed down and focused on that spot.

Almost instantly, I felt myself getting close again. Almost too easily, I reached another orgasm. It wasn’t as powerful as the first one, but I was moaning loud enough that his neighbors had to know what was going on in this bedroom.

“Did you cum?”

“Not yet.”

“Good, let Heath have a turn.” I said as I rolled off of him.

Darren got out of the way without any complaints and I smiled to myself.

I laid on my back again, legs wide open waiting like a good slut for Heath to put on a condom.

Once he did, he climbed on top of me and didn’t waste anytime finding my soaking wet opening. I’ll admit, that I was just going through the motions at first. I was extremely satisfied and now I just wanted to get them off.

But when he started fucking me hard, thrusting deep inside of me as quick as he could, I changed my mind. I wasn’t ready for this night to be over. I got back into, moving my body with his, feeling his rhythm as he fucked me.

It felt good, but the slut inside of me wanted more again. I wanted to feel Darren in my mouth. “Take off the condom and come closer.”

He did and I attached my lips to him, tasting the left over flavors from the condom. Normally, I hated that taste, but right then it turned me on.

When I started sliding my lips up his cock again, I started to crave for him to cum on my face. It was still awkward sucking a cock from my back, but this time I gave it everything I had.

Between my legs, Heath was still giving me everything that he could. It didn’t make sucking Darren any easier, but it felt so good.

I could’ve stayed in that position for the rest of the night and we did stay like that for a long time until Heath suddenly slowed down. I knew what he was going to say even before he could say it. “Take off the condom and cum on me.”

Almost instantly, he pulled out of me and took off the condom.

“When you’re ready, do the same thing.” I looked up at Darren.

Heath’s cock was rock hard, his head looking like it couldn’t get any bigger. He stroked it for a few moments, then I felt the cum spray on to me even before I saw it coming out of him. It landed all over my tits and coated my stomach.

I only had a few seconds to enjoy it before there was more cum. Darren pulled out of my mouth and took aim at my face. I was overwhelmed by all of the cum. I closed my eyes and felt it splatter all over my face. It was loads and loads of cum that covered my lips and ran all over my cheeks. There wasn’t much of my face that didn’t have cum. There wasn’t much of me that wasn’t covered in cum and I was proud of my hard work, amazed how the night turned and couldn’t wait to do it again.

Between my day job and my night job (where I was promoted and am working a lot more), I just haven’t had much free time to catch my thoughts, let alone write.

I’ve had a couple of adventures, so hopefully I get some time to write about them soon.

Miss you all and talk to you more soon.

Sorry no story post this week. My sex life has been non-existent since my encounter with Blake. And sorry that I haven’t been around much on Twitter, etc. Between trying to get end of the year things done for the day job and working a lot of holiday parties at the day job, I haven’t had much free time. Hopefully, things will be back to normal soon.

Love,

Amy

When his two songs were up, he walked back to our table with a big smile on his face. His smile got even bigger as I whispered into his ear, “I want to give you a private lap dance.”

For the rest of the night I took notes as the girls danced on the stage and front of us and studied their moves as they gave their lap dances in the chairs in the edge of the room. I had given my share of lap dances before, but I wanted this one to be just like the action that I was seeing around in the room, not just me stumbling around and making awkward moves as I took off my clothes.

But things were awkward and I did stumble at first. My blood alcohol content was starting to drop and so did my self-confidence. He wasn’t looking at me the way, he looked at her, the way his eyes followed her around the club with pure lust until she stopped at our table.

I couldn’t blame him. I found myself starring at the same brunette. She wasn’t the kind of girl that I usually liked. Her tits were about the same size as mine, but mine are real and hers were fake. Plus there was her very fake tan. But the way she moved, even when she was just walking around the club screamed sexy. I imagined her tiny black bikini on the floor of my bedroom, I could only imagine the things that she could teach me.

As I pulled off my sweater, I imagined I was her. I had a feeling that he was imagining the same thing.

I don’t usually act like someone else in the bedroom, but as I danced around at the edge of the bed, I started to lose my inhibitions. I stopped caring that I wasn’t 110 pounds and didn’t have the perfectly toned body like the dancer.

I peeled off my tight jeans, dancing my way out of them until I was wearing just my red snowflake bra and matching thong. It wasn’t as revealing as her skimpy black bikini, but it got his attention.

However, I wasn’t feeling it completely just yet. Before I went any further, I turned on my stereo. The song the came on was perfect. It was “Dancing In The Dark.” Normally, if this song came on I would’ve changed the station. But that night, I closed my eyes and moved to the beat, letting my hands slide all over my body, caressing my ample curves and sliding between my legs.

I pushed him on to his back, then climbed on to the bed and crawled my way to him, sliding my mouth right past the crotch of his jeans. It was exactly how I had seen Candi perform the move earlier.

“I want you so bad.”

“Not yet.”

I positioned myself on top of his lap and started to move my hips to the beat. He looked up at me, but he wasn’t giving me the look that I wanted yet.

“I think these are in the way.” I said as I undid his belt and started to work on his jeans. It didn’t even sound like me. My voice was full of lust and sexuality.

I climbed back on top of him, only the thin nylon and spandex fabric of my thong and the cotton fabric of his boxers separating us.

I could feel his cock coming to life as I moved my hips. When I started to move with my whole body, he looked up at me and gave me the look that I wanted.

Feeling his cock press up against me, even through the fabrics turned me on. I could feel myself becoming wet and I couldn’t stop myself from letting out some soft moans.

He was completely hard now and I enjoyed slowly sliding myself up and down his long shaft. I couldn’t resist reaching down and rubbing my hand against his shaft. She never made a move like that with him that night, but I imagined if she was alone with him, she would be doing the same thing.

I rubbed myself against his head, his cock straining to burst out through the fabrics and into my wet pussy.

I started to bounce up and down on his cock. I hadn’t had this much fun with my clothes on in years.

Until now his hands had mostly been on my hips, now they ventured up my tits. He squeezed them and caressed them as I rubbed myself against his cock.

I was beyond turned on now and was planning to get rid of our barriers of clothing. However, before I had a chance to change the subject, he spoke up. “Turn around, I want to see that ass again.”

I smiled as I turned around, giving him the same naughty grin that she gave him an hour earlier.

I started to move my body again to the music, it was a new song now that had a slower beat but a louder drum. I went slow at first, matching the beat and rubbing my pussy, then my ass against his cock. However, soon I was using more and more force, my ass was bouncing up and down in front of him. I felt like a stripper, giving a performance that he wouldn’t forget.

We were both breathing heavy now. I was starting to sweat. It was my new favorite calorie burning exercise.

I was lost in the moment, moving my body to the song, imagining that I was her. And then I felt a warm wetness between my legs that wasn’t from me.

I turned around and was greeted with a smile. “I didn’t mean for that to happen.”

“I’ll take it to mean that you liked it.”

“Oh yeah.”

“Just so you know, we’re not done for tonight.”

“I was hoping you would say that.”

So what happened last night? I’ll give you just a sneak peek, you’ll have to wait for Thursday for all of the details.  Last night was the company holiday party for the restaurant where I work. The party was intoxicating, restaurant people know how to party. However, the real fun came later in the night when a group of us ended up in a strip club. I was mostly a viewer there, but it definitely warmed up for even later that night when it was just me and Blake at my place.

On an unrelated site note, I’m putting together a FAQ for here and Formspring. If you have any questions for me, feel free to ask them here.

“Come find me. At the library.” I sent the text message and my heart started to beat fast.

“What? Why?” It wasn’t the text message response that I was expecting back from Luke.

“Taking my panties off.”

“On my way.”

I looked around the shelves of books in the basement of the library. At eleven o’clock on a Friday night, most of the other students were at keg parties or heading to one of the bars in town. Unfortunately, I had a major paper due on Monday and was going to spend most of the weekend in the library or in front of my computer.

I listened for a moment and the only sounds I heard was coming from the air ducts. I looked up and down the aisles, then with as little movement as possible, I slid off my orange thong and hid it in my messenger bag. I pulled my skirt back into place, then looked around again.

Over the previous three years, I had knocked off most of the places on my college sex bucket list, especially with the help of Luke. The library was one place that was still on the list.

During most visits to the library, I spent most of my time on the upper two floors of the library. I only ventured to the basement when I had to. During the day it felt lonely, at night it almost creepy. It was filled with nothing but old books for rows and rows. It was also littered with perfect spots where no one would find us. I was sitting at a desk in one of those perfect spots, nervously waiting for Luke to appear.

“Where are you?” He must have ran to the library, I wasn’t expecting him so soon.

“In the basement.”

A minute later, I saw him peeking down the aisle and spotted me. He gave me a very naughty grin as he walked down the aisle towards me.

“Thanks for coming.” I said softly.

“It wasn’t a tough decision. Stand around at Mark’s drinking or come here and fuck your brains out.” His smile went from ear to ear.

“I just couldn’t concentrate. I needed some of you know what, before I could go back to working on this stupid paper.”

He kissed me and pushed me against one of the shelves. I felt book corners poking into my back and soon I felt his hard cock poking against my waist.

His lips let down my neck and his hands cupped my tits through the fabric of my sweater. I looked around us for any signs of another person. My heart was pounding. I was worried about getting caught, but so excited to do this.

He undid his belt, then I took over. I undid the button of his jeans and unzipped them. It was my turn to smile as I reached into his boxers and pulled out his cock. I stroked his cock, feeling it become warmer and harder in my hand.

“Suck me?”

“I was thinking more of a quickie. I mean this is a pretty remote spot, but I don’t want to get caught.”

“I promise you that I’ll cum quicker if you give me head first.”

“Okay.” I said as I started to slide to my knees in front of him. “Just don’t come too quick.” I said with a smirk.

I skipped the teasing and went straight to opening my mouth for him. I couldn’t get enough of his cock, in my mouth, in my pussy and of course in my ass.

I wrapped my lips tightly around him and slid them down on his shaft. I felt his cock fill my mouth and I couldn’t believe what I was doing. If we were caught, I wouldn’t know how I would explain being expelled to my parents. However, there was no way that I was going to stop now.

I licked the tip of his cock and looked up at him. He smiled down at me as my tongue ran around the edges of his very hard head.

I took him in my mouth again, this time letting him fill more of my mouth. I didn’t hold back, I slid my lips up and down his cock, sliding them as far as I could go.

“I love your mouth.”

“We’re just getting started.”

I stood up and led him a few feet to the desk. I bent over the desk, opened my legs and he knew exactly what to do next. He pushed up my denim skirt to my waste and I felt him squeeze my bare ass.

I hoped they didn’t have cameras down here. That was the only thing that I didn’t think off. It was too late now.

He rubbed his cock against my pussy, then I guided him inside of me. It took a few thrusts to get the right positions, but soon we were in the perfect position for his cock to deep inside of me.

He held my hip and started to thrust into me. I closed my eyes and imagined the view from a security camera watching us. If there was any cameras that could see us, hopefully they were enjoying the view too much to interrupt us.

I calculated the minutes passing by in my head. I wanted him to cum, it was safe to say I could cross the library off my bucket list now, but it felt so good that I didn’t want him ever to stop.

He started to fuck me so hard that each thrust shook my whole body and the desk beneath me. There were sounds of bare skin impacting and the desk shaking, but I stopped worrying about getting caught.

His thrust became more powerful and faster. I wanted to moan, but I did everything I could to control my animal noises.

His hands reached into my sweater and found my bra. His hands squeezed them as he pounded my pussy.

Suddenly, he pulled his hands out of my sweater and slowed to a stop.

I looked back at him. “Is there someone?” I asked ready to grab my stuff and make a run for it.

“Nope.” He let out another smile. “I’m going to fuck your ass.”

“Oh are you?”

“Yes.” He said as he pushed me back down on the desk.

He pushed my ass cheeks apart and put his cock directly in between them.

“Now, isn’t the time for teasing.” I said as he rubbed his cock against my asshole.

He angled his cock and I felt it press against my opening. He didn’t give me a chance to get nervous or to relax. He pushed himself into my asshole without any hesitation.

I bit my lips and tightly wrapped my hands around the edge of the desk. It hurt so much that my eyes started to water, but I was looking forward to what I would feel next.

Soon, the pain was replaced by pleasure. His cock sliding through my asshole filled my whole body with pleasure. “Oh yeah.” I said softly as his thrusts became more and more powerful.

“How does that feel?”

“Fucking awesome.”

“Good.”

“I want you to cum.”

“I will.”

“Hurry. I don’t want to get caught. Cum in my ass.”

He kept going at full steam. I was starting to get really nervous. I wanted to look around to make sure no one was near us. However, from my position pinned on the desk, all I could see was the grain of the wood. It felt good, but I was so nervous that I wasn’t really enjoying it as much.

“Cum inside of my ass. Please.” I pleaded.

He gave me handful of wild thrusts then gave me what I wanted. He pushed his cock deep inside of me and I felt his warm liquid filling my ass.

I couldn’t believe what we had just done. I couldn’t believe that we were going to get away with it.

He pulled out of my ass and we looked at each other with grins. I’d had some wild experiences with him, but this was near the top of the list.

He had already fixed his jeans and redid his belt before I came out of my trance and remembered where we were.

I quickly fixed my sweater and pulled down my skirt. I didn’t put my panties back on. I just picked up the books that I needed and followed Luke to the stairs.

Friday nights weren’t busy at the library, but there were still people I knew on the main floor. I felt like such a slut talking to them after what I had just done a floor below, wearing no panties and with his cum deposited deep inside of my ass.

I didn’t relax until I checked out my books and was heading towards the front door. I kept waiting for a security guard to come out and yell. “That’s her.”

Blake: One of my bosses at the night job. He had a good chance of being my friends with benefits, but one Friday he wanted to meet me at my apartment after work. I told him no and he took it out on me at work. You may have seen some drunken tweets about that the following Saturday evening, where I may have called all men jerks. I apologize, he was just getting under my nerves with his childish behavior. He’s not completely back on my good side, but he may end up there again, so I decided to include him in this roundup.

Brian: I have a thing for guys whose name start with B and who are my bosses. Brian is my boss at my day job. After months and months of flirting, our relationship has taken a turn towards sexual. If it were up to me, we’d be having sex all of the time. However, he just separated from his wife, and I’m not sure what he’s looking for, if anything.

Scott: He’s the wildcard right now. I really think that he could be one of my great lovers of all time. The sex is amazing, he knows how to handle a woman like me. However, he’s always out of time. Always. I haven’t seen him for almost a month now.

Hopefully that helps with some of the backstory. Might have to do this again with some other aspect of my life if you guys/gals find it helpful.

I was behind in my work, mainly because for the last week and a half, I’ve been unable to focus on anything other than him. While most of my coworkers were busy shopping or sleeping off Thanksgiving dinner, last Friday I decided to head into work for a couple of hours to catch up. It was my day off, but I didn’t have anything to do until five when I started my shift at the restaurant.

I was one of three people in the building, neither of the other two were in my department so I had nothing but piece and quiet. For the first hour I was the most productive that I had been in weeks, then there was a knock on my cubicle wall.

I looked up and saw him smiling down on me. “I had a feeling you would be here today.”

“Really?”

“Not really until after I saw your car in the parking lot.” He said sarcastically.

“You are too silly.”

“I know. But really what are you doing here?”

“I’m trying to get caught up on some of the projects that are due before the end of the month.”

“You didn’t have to come in today to do them.”

“I know, but I’m behind.”

“Why are you so behind on things?” He was trying to act boss like, but I caught him looking down my tank top, not that I did anything to stop him.

“You want to know the truth?”

“Yeah, maybe I could help ease your work load.”

“I don’t know if you can really help with this problem.”

“What is it?”

“It’s you.”

“Oh.” He said as he looked around the office to make sure we were alone.

“I’m not falling for you or anything like that.” I lied. “I know it was just for fun. But you have to give a girl an idea of whether you liked it or not.”

“I think it was pretty clear that I liked it by my reaction.”

“Don’t get me wrong, I really loved that reaction. Really loved it. However, after that night I had no idea what you were thinking.”

“I wouldn’t mind having you do that again.”

“Here?” I pushed my chair away from my desk and smiled.

“Yeah, I don’t think there’s anyone else on this floor?”

“You know I can do more than suck cock?”

“Let’s start with you sucking my cock and we’ll go from there.”

“Okay.”

He undid his belt and I couldn’t believe what I was about to do in my cubicle. I had imagined giving him a blowjob at his desk. I never fantasized about giving him a blowjob in my cubicle.

He unbuttoned his khakis, then pushed them down. He pushed his boxers down and revealed his cock. Blood was starting to flow to it, but it was still pointing towards the ground. I knew what to do to handle that problem.

I reached out and gently gripped it with my hand, feeling the soft skin and it’s warmth. I couldn’t believe I was fooling around with him in my cubicle, to we’re fooling around in my office and if we get caught, we could get fired. However, that didn’t stop me from slowly stroking it.

My hand was soon joined by my tongue. I ran my tongue up and down the bottom side of his shaft, watching and feeling it quickly becoming stronger. I ran my tongue around his head and felt it thicken. I could feel my thong starting to become damp and he hadn’t even touched me yet.

His cock was pointing at me as I leaned forward in my chair, opened my mouth and slid my lips down his shaft. I went slow at first, taking the time to enjoy the feeling of his cock sliding through my lips.

I was reaching for my glasses when he said, “No, don’t take those off.” It made me jump back a little like I was in trouble. “But, how about you show me your boobs.”

“You’re the boss.” I said then pulled the spaghetti straps of my tank and straps off my bra down my shoulders then off of my arms. He watched intensely as I pulled down the cups of my bra. He starred as I fondled myself for him. He reached out and squeezed my tits and I thought I was going melt right into my chair.

I leaned forward and my mouth found his cock again. This time I wasn’t so casual about the way I took it on. I was determined to show him what I could do with my mouth. I made sure that he got the full effect as I attacked it from different angle and worked it with my tongue.

I leaned further forward and slid my my lips to almost the base of shaft, taking him into my throat.

“Wow, Amy.” He said as I slid my lips off his cock so I could breathe.

Soon, I went back to work. I worshiped his cock, sliding my lips all over it, using my tongue as much as I could. I bobbed my head up and down him, racing my lips up and down him as quick as I could. I deep throated him as often as I could. I rubbed his cock against the soft flesh of my tits. I wanted this to be a blowjob that made his wife’s blowjobs look boring.

“Oh, Amy.” He grunted.

“Not yet. I want you to fuck me.”

“Okay.”

I jumped out of my chair and pushed off my sneakers, then peeled off my jeans and thong as quick as I could. I didn’t want him to have enough time to have second thoughts.

I sat on the edge of my desk as he wrestled his way out of his pants. There was no going back now. We were both half naked, if someone came into our office, there was no way that we would have enough time to get dressed again. Yet, somehow I didn’t care too much.

He positioned himself between my legs and we kissed as his hard cock rubbed against me. I thought about all of the other things that I had done on this desk and none of them would ever compare to this.

I felt him place his hardness against the opening off my soft and very wet lips. He held my hips and pushed inside of me. He felt perfect inside of me.

At first we made out more than anything else. His lips battled mine as our tongues pushed into each others mouth. I don’t think I’ll ever forget the way his mouth tasted of coffee.

I couldn’t resist shaking my hips and feeling his cock move around inside of me. I let out a moan, “Oh, yeah.” I repeated it over and over as he started to gently fuck me.

My “oh yeah’s” turned into “oh” as he became more powerful, thrusting harder and quicker inside of me. I knew that I should’ve tried to be quieter, but I couldn’t control myself. It just felt so good that it overwhelmed my practical thinking.

I had a big grin on my face as he fucked me. I couldn’t believe that he was inside of me. I couldn’t believe that we were fucking in my office, on top of my desk. I knew this had to be a quickie, but I wanted it to last forever. This was better than any of my fantasies. He looked so serious, but I could tell he was enjoying it.

He had me lay back on to my desk. I didn’t care about what mess we were making. He pushed my legs apart and pushed deeper inside of me. His thrusts were harder now, faster now. It was raw lust and it had taken over both of us.

“I want you to cum.”

“I’m getting close.”

“I want you to cum inside of me.” I wanted to be his cum slut. I wanted him to deposit his fluids inside of me.

“Holy fuck Amy, you’re something else.” He said as he his thrusting became sloppy and out of control. Seconds later he pushed deep inside of me and let go. “Amy.” He moaned as his hot liquid flowed into me, filling me with his cum. Never had cum flowing into me felt so good.

“Are you on the pill?” He said as he pulled out me, cum dripping off of the tip of his cock.

“Yeah, but I think you’re supposed to ask the girl that before cum inside of her.”

“Good, because I want to do that again sometime.”

“I’d like that.”

“But now I’m thinking we should probably get dressed.”