Grabbing both of their ties, my fingers running down their length, I look from Carter to Derek. Their eyes are wide with surprise, but underneath the initial shock, there’s also a hint of barely contained lust.

Turning my back to them, I make my way toward the door and lock it, the sound of the lock turning sounding almost too definitive. Then I walk past them and press down the red button on my intercom.

“Clara, hold all calls. This meeting is very important, and I don’t want to be disturbed… Not even if the sky’s falling,’” I say and, without waiting for Clara’s reply, I end the connection.

Only then do I walk back to the two men who should, by all means, be off limits. Except they’re not because I don’t want them to be off limits. Grabbing them by their ties again, I curl my fingers around the expensive fabric and pull gently.

“You can’t --” Derek starts to stay, but I just tug on his tie and pull him close to me.

“I can … and I will,” I whisper, narrowing my eyes as I tilt my head slightly and brush my lips against his. My eyelids droop as I do it, Derek’s lips fitting on mine like a missing piece from a puzzle, and then I turn to Carter. Pulling him toward me, exactly like I did with Derek, I lean toward him and run the tip of my tongue along the crevice between his lips.

Without saying a single word of protest, Carter just locks his eyes on mine and, moving slowly, he places his hands on my waist and takes one step toward me. Pressing against the side of my body, I feel something hardening between his legs, something thick and long, something that’s pulsing with a violent eagerness against my outer thigh.

Following Carter’s lead, Derek presses his body against my side as well, his hands also going for my waist. Feeling that both men are at my mercy now, I simply close my eyes and let a triumphant smile waltz on my lips. Just like I told them, they belong to me … whether they accept it or not.

Letting go of their ties, I let my fingers trail down to their belts. I bite on my lower lip and, turning my hands around, let my fingers rest over the bulging shapes tenting their pants. They’re as hard as I’ve ever felt them … and, to be fair, the wetness between my thighs matches their hardness. My thong is completely drenched, and I’m already aching to let it slide down my legs … but everything in due time.

Still with my eyes closed, I curl my fingers around their cocks and squeeze them harshly, the sound of their groans like music to my ears.

“Come,” I whisper, taking one step back and hooking my fingers on their belts. Walking until my back is against the wall, Derek and Carter standing in front of me, I look from one to the other and let a mischievous grin take over my face.

I go for Derek first, loosening the knot on his tie, and then I do the same with Carter. Pulling their ties off, I let them slide off from my fingers and they fall down to the floor gently.

“Your shirts, take them off,” I order them with a commanding tone, my voice growing heavy with anticipation. Without saying a word, both men start unbuttoning their shirts, their cut muscles revealing themselves to me. I run my tongue over my lips as I watch their wall of toned abs coming into sight, and then they push their shirts down, the fabric sliding down their shoulders and arms and falling at their feet.

“Like what you see?” Derek asks me, forgetting all about his rivalry with Carter. Right now I'm more concerned with the desire making his cock throb at a steady rhythm.

“I do … at least as much as you,” I whisper back at him, narrowing my eyes as I hook my thumbs on the strap of my dress. Slowly and teasingly, I pull one strap at a time, allowing the front of my dress to droop over my breasts. Both men’s eyes fall on the outer edge of my La Pearla bra, and I notice the shape tenting their pants growing even more. Just as I like it.

Pushing my dress down to my waist, I then run my fingers up the side of my body and place the palm of my hands over my breasts. Slowly squeezing them, I look from Derek to Carter, feeling a whirlwind of deviousness rising inside of me.

“Two breasts … two daddies,” I whisper, enjoying the way their bodies seem to tense up with each word that comes out of my mouth. “Seems about right,” I continue, pulling down both cups of my bra and revealing my hard rosy tips.

Raising my hands, I reach for them and tangle my fingers in their hair; I pull them toward me and they come willingly, parting their lips as their mouths descend upon my nipples. I throw my head back and grin as they wrap their lips around my hard tips, eagerly sucking as their tongues run in soft seductive circles. I let out a subdued moan as I run my fingers through their hair, enjoying the moment and knowing that we’re just getting started.

I might be what some would call an experienced woman, but I’ve never been with two men such as Derek and Carter at the same time … and, in a way, I never thought that something like this would be possible. Something like this holds a promise of so much pleasure that it just becomes unbelievable.

My skin prickles as I feel Carter’s hands going to my back, his fingers looking for the clasp on my bra; finding it, he unhooks it with a quick flick from his fingers and then pulls the bra off my breasts. Taking his mouth from my nipple, he looks me in the eyes and then leans toward me, crushing his hungry mouth against mine; he reaches for my breast at the same time, resting his fingers over their rising curve and softly squeezing it.

“Feels good to share, doesn’t it?” I tease as our mouths break apart, and his only response is an anxious smile.

“If you want to be shared…” he finally breathes out, “that’s what I’m going to do. No—that’s what we are going to do.”

“Thing is…” Derek cuts in, straightening up and offering me one of his delicious grins. “Can you handle both of us?”

“What do you think?” I whisper while, at the same time, I move fast and take my hand to his cock. Curling my fingers around its thick shape, I give it a hard squeeze and smile as an expression of both pain and pleasure washes over Derek’s face.

Letting go of his cock, I slide my fingers up to his belt and, with a flick of my wrist, I unbuckle it. I pull it out from its loop with a fast movement, and then just let it fall from my fingers. Turning toward Carter, I do the same, pulling his belt and popping out the top button on his pants. Keeping my movements fluid, I take both my hands to their crotches and pull the zippers down, a shiver going up my spine as their gigantic cocks push through their boxer briefs against my knuckles.

“The real question, Derek,” I say, turning my eyes toward Derek, “is whether the two of you can handle me.” With that, I hook my fingers on the hem of their boxer briefs and tug them down harshly, sending both boxers and pants flying down to their knees. Their cocks spring free at the same time, slapping the back of my hands; biting down on my lower lip, I bring my hands back to my breasts and squeeze them, a moan blossoming on my lips. I look at them hungrily, watching as they kick off their shoes and step out of their clothes, their naked bodies like a monument to manhood. If only all men were like them…

Ropes of muscles move under their skin, and their abs are so perfect that not even a 20-something-year-old gym rat would be able to compete. I gotta wonder, how do they find the time to chisel their bodies to such perfection? Of course, I have to mention their cocks as well … each one of them have 12-inches of pure delight, the blue veins drawn on their shafts calling to me.

“Now, let’s see,” I start, swaying my hips from side to side as I push my dress down. The fabric caresses my legs on the way down and, once it pools around my ankles, I just fling it across the room with the tip of one foot. “On your knees,” I tell them, the wetness that has taken over my pussy dictating each and every word. Without questioning me, they both lower themselves in front of me, anticipation and desire making both men look even more handsome.

“What are you waiting for? My pussy is waiting for you,” I continue in that teasing tone, pressing my back against the wall.

“Let’s take care of that, then,” Carter exhales, his eyes roaming down my body until they finally land on my thong. Placing one hand on my knee, he then slides it up to my inner thigh, his fingertips brushing against the drenched fabric covering my pussy. Mimicking him, Derek does the same, running his hand up my leg and taking it all the way up to between my thighs.

Now taking the lead, Derek leans in and starts kissing his way up to my pussy, his lips slowly making the hike from my knee to my inner thigh. Once he’s so close to my pussy that I can feel his warm breath on me, Carter surprises me and flicks my thong to the side, opening the way to Derek’s mouth. Not allowing the moment to go to waste, Derek reaches for my wetness with the tip of his tongue, and I close my eyes as I feel it touch my inner lips.

I place both my hands on the top of his head, arching my back as his tongue dances over my pussy lips. “That’s the spirit,” I half-moan, half-chuckle, pleasure making my heart beat joyfully. The moment the words leave my mouth, Derek flicks the tip of his tongue against my clit and I let out a vicious moan; riding the moment, he then opens his mouth wide and presses it against my pussy, sucking my fluids with a kind of greedy hunger. Using his tongue to either jab at my clit or my insides, pushing it past my folds, he plays me with the mastery of a maestro.

“Oh, that’s so… Good…” I moan, looking down to take in the sight. Derek has his mouth pressed against my pussy while Carter just watches him eating me out, his unblinking eyes focused on what’s happening just a few inches away from him.

“There’s space for the two of you…” I whisper, looking Carter in the eye. I yank on Derek’s hair as I say it, forcing him to pull back from me, and Carter takes the chance to lean in and wrap his lips around my clit.

Lowering his head, Derek moves his mouth further down my pussy, kissing and licking it as if he were a madman; then, pulling back, he takes a deep breath and looks up at me. Grinning wildly, he places two of his fingers against my pussy and slides them in, curling them upward as if they were a hook. Finding my G-spot on the first try, he presses hard on it—that forces a scream to crawl up my throat, and I feel my eyes rolling in their orbits, a sudden avalanche of pleasure coming for me.

As if reading the way my body is reacting, Carter presses down hard on my clit, using his tongue as a hammer and pushing all of me toward that avalanche of pleasure. And when it hits, it hits in full force.

Gritting my teeth, I hiss loudly as I run my fingers through their hair, my hands moving back and forth erratically. I arch my back and throw my head against the wall, hitting it but not even registering the pain; the only thing I can feel right now is pleasure. Pure, wild, and unbridled.

“Teamwork,” Derek whispers, his voice seductive and dangerous. I open my eyes and look down at him, breathing harder than if I had ran two marathons back-to-back.

“I like that kind of teamwork,” I shoot back at him in one breath, trembling as he slides his fingers out of me. Carter pulls back at the same time, his chin glistening from my fluids; he wipes it off his face with the back of his hand and then goes up to his feet.

Brushing his index finger along the length of my pussy, he then brings up his wet finger and lays it on my lips, coating them with my own fluids. I run my tongue over my lips, tasting my own wetness, and then grab Derek by one hand and pull him up to his feet.

“Now, what shall we do?” I start, placing my hands on their chests and sliding them down until their hard masts stop me. Turning my hands around, I grab their cocks and start stroking them at an easy pace, my fingers going up and down the length of their shafts. “Where shall I put these cocks…? Inside my mouth…? Inside my pussy…? Or somewhere else?”

Derek and Carter look at me with wide, hungry eyes, and I can’t help but chuckle as I feel their cocks pulse against my fingers.

“You can put my cock anywhere you want,” Derek offers me with that sly grin of his, raising one hand and resting it on the nape of my neck. Moving his fingers up, he tangles them in my hair and yanks hard, forcing me to throw my head back. My knees buckle as he does it and, the next thing I know, I’m kneeling down on the floor.

“I guess this answers it, then,” I chuckle, looking up at their cocks and trying to decide which one I want inside my mouth first. Ah, decisions! Sometimes they’re hell.

Letting go of their cocks, I spread my fingers wide and cup their balls, feeling their weight against the palm of my hand. Allowing instinct to make the decision for me, I lean in toward Carter and tilt my head sideways, parting my lips with the tip of my tongue. My eyelids droop as my tongue touches Carter’s shaft and, smiling as I do it, I run it up and down his whole length.

Without opening my eyes, I then switch to Derek, allowing the taste and scent of both men to blend on my tongue into a powerful aphrodisiac. God, I’m on the verge of losing control, and it feels so fucking good.

My tongue goes down Derek’s cock fast in a straight line, and I only stop when I feel the weight of his balls on it. Opening my mouth wide, I wrap my lips around one of Derek’s balls and suck it into my mouth; at the same time, I curl my fingers around Carter’s cock and start flicking my wrist, stroking his member at a growing pace.

I then allow Derek’s ball to pop out of my mouth and, wasting no time, I let my tongue hike up his shaft. The moment I rest it on the tip of his cock and taste his salty pre-cum, I open my mouth as wide as I can and allow my lips to close in around its head.

Moving as slowly as I can, I roll my lips down the length of his shaft, only stopping when I feel the tip of his cock pressed against the back of my throat. Holding my position there, I open my eyes and look up at Derek just for the amount of time it takes for me to enjoy the expression of pure pleasure that has taken over his face.

“Fuck … your mouth … it feels so fucking good,” he groans as I move my head back, my lips once more finding their way to the tip of his cock. There, I use my tongue to lap at it over and over again. I keep on stroking Carter as I suck on Derek and, the moment I feel that my hand has grown into a comfortable rhythm, I mimic that rhythm with my head and mouth.

Bobbing my head back and forth, I suck Derek like a madwoman, the wet sound of his shaft sliding over my lips enough to make me feel lightheaded. I let my rhythm grow a life of its own and, before I know it, the muscles in my neck and shoulders start burning up as I move furiously.

When the urge for a deep breath becomes too overwhelming, I just pop Derek’s cock out of my mouth and let the air rush into my lungs. Then, turning my attention toward Carter, I don’t hesitate: I stop stroking him and, at the same time, I dive into him with an open mouth. His cock slides over my tongue in a heartbeat, his twelve inches burying themselves inside my mouth so easily I’m even surprised.

Now stroking Derek while I suck on Carter, I let instinct take the steering wheel and I keep moving in a flowing motion, punishing both men’s cocks with everything I have.

“Let’s try something different,” I tell them as I come up for air once more, my jaw already aching from the effort. Still, I’m not done with what I’m doing. Looking up at them with what I hope to be an air of mischievousness, I angle their cocks so that they’re pointing at each other, their tips almost touching, and I run my tongue over both of their heads at the same time.

Succumbing to the way I work on them, they move slightly forward and their cocks touch. I half-expected them to jerk back but, instead, they simply hold their position. Not one to let an opportunity like this go to waste, I grab both of their cocks and angle them toward me; opening my mouth as wide as I can, I place both tips of their cocks inside my mouth, my tongue frantically tracing their contour as I lap at them.

I stroke them while I use my tongue on their cocks and, taken by a sudden surge of inspiration, I then let my tongue run side to side over their shafts; moving it in a continuous line, I let my body sway from left to right as my mouth rushes through their cocks.

“Fuck, this is crazy,” I hear Carter say, but it’s as if his voice is coming from a different continent. I’m so lost in what I’m doing that I don’t even process what they’re saying. The sight of their cocks pressed together is so amazing that I feel capable of doing this until they both cum and gush all of their loads over me…

Luckily, that’s not what they have in mind.

Taking one step back, Derek bends over and places his hands on my shoulders. He pushes me down to the floor and I let myself fall back, first sitting and then lying down on the carpeted floor of my office.

“I need your pussy… and I need it right now,” he tells me as he kneels between my spread legs, flames of wild lust dancing behind his eyes. Without waiting for my reply, he places his hands on my knees and pushes my legs even more apart; lying down on top of me, his chest pressing down on my breasts, he grabs his cock with one hand and places its tip against my folds.

“Whatever daddy needs,” I whisper against his ear, lacing my arm around his neck and pulling him into me. Our mouths find each other in an instant, and that while he rubs the tip of his cock along the length of my pussy, teasing me in a maddening way. I try and buck my hips at him, but he just keeps on teasing me mercilessly.

Then, when I’m not expecting it, he thrusts.

Pulling back from his kiss, I arch my back and let a violent scream erupt from my mouth. His cock parts my pussy lips in a fraction of a second and, straining against my inner walls on the way in, his 12 inches slide inside of me until all of him is buried deep in my pussy.

“Oh, fuck,” I groan, closing my eyes as a rush of pleasure and ecstasy inundates my bloodstream. My muscles feel as if they’re burning, and I can’t even think straight right now. All I know is that I’m experiencing something so intense, something so… unique.

And it’s about to get better.

“I need you too, daddy,” I say, forcing my eyes open and turning my head to the side so that I’m facing Carter. “My mouth needs you…” I add, my voice quivering as Derek starts sliding his cock in and out of me.

“No…” Carter whispers back at me, going around my body and kneeling close to my head, his cock casting a long shadow over my face. “I’m the one who needs that mouth of yours…” he continues, pushing his cock down with one hand, doing it so that his shaft is pressed tight against my parted lips.

I open my mouth to allow him in, and going in is exactly what he does. The moment my lips part, Carter slides his cock inside my mouth, pushing it against the inside of my cheek. I try and use my tongue on him the best I can, Derek’s growing thrusts demanding more and more of my brain power. The pleasure he’s inflicting on me is so fierce that I can barely focus on anything else, all of my thoughts dancing around the ecstasy crawling under my skin.

“H-harder,” I pant, popping Carter’s cock out of my mouth. Without taking a breath, I grab him with one hand and start stroking him as fast as I can, my hand flying up and down the length of his shaft as Derek fucks me relentlessly.

I close my eyes, allowing the symphony of sounds to blanket my rational mind. I hear the rhythmic sound of my hand working on Carter’s cock, and then there’s my constant moans, and the way Derek’s body slams against mine … I don’t think I’ve ever heard such a sweet melody in my life. It’s vibrant and full of joy, no predictability to the way the tones change. If sex were music, it’d be jazz, no doubt about it. A kind of depraved wicked jazz, but jazz nonetheless.

“Your cock… God… It feels so good, it’s so big…” I moan, the words escaping my lips before I can even filter them. “Don’t -- don’t stop!” I cry out, arching my back so much that my spine feels like a string in a bow, pulled so tight that it’s about to snap.

Thunder.

Lightning.

That’s how I can describe what I’m feeling right now; it feels as if I’ve been hit by thunder and lightning. Electricity runs through my body, making my muscles twitch and spasm without rhyme and reason, and it feels like flames are burning every single inch of my body. Even my mind seems to be on fire.

My inner walls tighten up around Derek’s cock, choking his thick shaft hard, and even my screams turn silent as my throat tenses up. “Oh my… fucking… God…” I simply mutter under my breath, feeling as if I jumped headfirst into a pool made of champagne and ecstasy.

When all that pleasure finally washes over me, I realize that I’m sweating; locks of hair are plastered to my forehead. Opening my eyes, I let my fingers fall from Carter’s cock and I just sprawl my limbs on the floor, looking up at the ceiling as I try to catch my breath.

“That was… that was so good, daddy,” I whisper with a smile, propping myself up on one elbow and staring at Derek. Smiling back at me, he slides his cock out of my pussy; he then leans in and, without saying a word, grabs me by the hips and forces me to turn around with one abrupt pull. He then pulls me up and into him, making me go on all fours; except, instead of thrusting and taking his cock home, he steps to the side.

“Her pussy is calling you,” I hear Derek say, but he isn’t talking to me; he’s talking to Carter. And, God, just knowing that the two of them are talking about me like that, almost as if I’m some play-toy they can use and abuse… Well, that just makes me even wetter. So much that I feel my fluids dripping down from my pussy and onto my legs, the scent of my own wetness reaching me like some maddening perfume.

Standing up, Carter goes around my body and kneels behind me, resting his hands on my hips. I let my head fall down as he positions himself, my hair falling over my shoulders, and so I don’t see Derek moving; by the time I open my eyes, he has already knelt in front of me, his cock pointing toward my mouth as my fluids drip down its length.

I don’t need any instructions; the moment I see Derek in front of me, I just crane my neck and take his cock into my mouth. I close my eyes again as my lips roll down his shaft, the sweet taste of my own fluids inundating me at once.

At the same time, Carter digs his fingers into my flesh and thrusts, sliding his cock inside me up to the hilt. His thickness fills me in a hurry, pushing my inner walls back even though Derek was inside me a mere few minutes ago; I guess that their cocks are so big that I can’t even grow accustomed to their size. Not that I’m complaining—oh no, far from it.

As Carter thrusts, my body starts swaying back and forth; as such, my mouth goes up and down Derek’s cock without me even having to make an effort. It’s just automatic. When Carter’s cock slides inside my pussy, my mouth goes down the length of Derek’s cock, and when Carter slides out my mouth matches that movement.

And, of course, as Carter starts to thrust harder… I start sucking harder as well.

He slaps my ass over and over again, the sound of flesh on flesh adding to that sweet symphony of our bodies. I want you to go hard, as hard as you can, I almost say, but then I can’t force myself to take Derek’s cock out of my mouth. Their cocks are filling me up on both ends, and it’s such a glorious feeling that I don’t even dare to take a break from it, even if just for a second. Because a lost second is one that I won’t get back, and if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it's that time is too precious of a thing to be wasted. Especially when we’re talking about 12-inch cocks.

Surrendering to the moment, I let pleasure start building up inside of me, like water becoming trapped inside a dam about to burst. With each passing second, I feel my muscles becoming more and more tense, high voltage running through my body so hard that even my bones seem to be rattling. My brain feels as if it’s spinning at a thousand miles per hour, every single one of my thoughts turning into tatters and rags.

It happens in an instant.

The dam holding all that ecstasy simply bursts, and pleasure floods me in a heartbeat. My muscles twitch and spasm, all of my body convulsing as if I’m having a seizure. Pulling my head back, I take Derek’s cock out of my mouth and scream as loud as I can, counting my blessings at the same time: thank God I chose an office that’s soundproof for this… ahem, meeting. If these walls weren’t thick enough to stop a missile, I’d be putting on a show for anyone in this floor.

“OH GOD,” I continue screaming, the muscles in my throat complaining from the effort. Even though my throat becomes sore, I keep on screaming, endless waves of pleasure crashing against my body.

I keep on rocking my body back against Carter, slamming myself into his cock over and over again; at the same time, I grab Derek’s cock and start stroking him as fast as I can.

I’ve just crossed the finish line, and now I want them to follow after me. Luckily, I know exactly how to make that happen for any men.

Gritting my teeth, I let my body start working up a frenzy: the movement of my hand becomes a blur, and I’m slamming my ass back against Carter’s hip and the sound of it drowns out everything else. I do it fast and I do it hard, no mercy to the way I move.

Derek is the first to give in.

“Oh, fuck, I’m gonna --” he trails off as his cock starts throbbing against my fingers, and I react as fast as I can. I open my mouth just in time, a thick rope of cum jumping up from the tip of his cock and landing straight on my tongue, the raw saltiness of his seed making my head spin. I keep on stroking him as he comes, and he fills my mouth up to the brim in a matter of two seconds; after that, he shoots the rest of his load all over my face, coating my skin in a thick layer of gooey white.

I don’t even have the time to enjoy the way Derek has covered me with his cum. A fraction of a second after that, Carter’s cock starts to pulse hard inside my pussy, and then I feel his warm fluids filling up my pussy. He does it quickly, his semen dripping down my thighs, and then he just pulls out and starts shooting his load all over my back.

I close my eyes as I feel Carter’s semen landing on my naked body, and I don’t even dare to move as he gives me all that he has.

By the time both men are finished, it seems that every single inch of my body is covered in a thick layer of cum. Rolling around on the floor, I simply collapse with my limbs sprawled to the side, once more trying to catch my breath. I swallow all the cum inside my mouth, letting its saltiness burn down my throat, and then take a deep breath. God, even my lungs feel as if they’re on fire.

Not giving me a minute of rest, Derek kneels by Carter’s side and, moving in perfect harmony, both men spread my legs wide and then lean in. “Is this really happening…?” I whisper in a moan, trembling slightly as I feel both of their tongues on my drenched pussy. They lick me for what seems like an eternity, and only then do they stop to offer me a reply.

“Yeah, this is happening,” Carter says, and I look at him and smile, watching as his lips glisten from the cum hanging there.

“It definitely is,” Derek agrees, reaching for my breasts with his hands and squeezing them. Then, flattening the palm of his hands over my chest, he starts smearing their cum all over me, painting me with his fingertips.

Finally succumbing to exhaustion, they lie down by my side. I look from one to the other, a silly and dazed smile adorning my lips, and then just crush my mouth against Carter’s. I close my eyes as I kiss him, our tongues dancing in a blanket made of Derek’s cum. Then I turn toward Derek and do the same, the taste of both men blending into something so perfect it just aches to think of it.

“See…? I was right,” I say with a chuckle, throwing my head back.

“About what?”

“You’re mine … through and through,” I tell them and, in my heart, I know that there’s no truth more delicious than this one.

Do you know what’s better than having a daddy with a 12-inch cock?

Yeah, that’s right: having two of them.

Ah, God, this is perfection.