MFMM ~ Gangbang ~ Sharing ~ Office Sex ~ Age Gap

My Three Hot Bosses Fight Over Me and then Share Me

They each want my curves so they all decide to take them at once!

Carrie

I’d just gone on a date with one of my three hot bosses, Jack. He and Seth and Clay had all been sharing me and now they were all trying to impress me by each taking me on a date.

I had the feeling that they all thought I was supposed to choose between them but that was impossible. They were all so powerful and impressive! I just couldn’t give any of them up.

Being a lot older than me, they had a lot more experience at work and in the bedroom, and I loved all the exciting ways they all three played with me, kissed me, fucked me.

It didn’t hurt that all three of them were hot as sin. They were tall, with chiseled physiques from working out so often. And they were rich, too! I felt like I’d won the lottery — times three — although I hoped I could keep my winnings, because I was unsure of where I stood with them.

Sure, I’d had a lot of fun on my date with Jack, but I was still pretty confused about what was going on between my three bosses, and he hadn’t provided me with any insight while we’d been together one on one.

As soon as I got home after our date ended, I threw my exhausted body into bed.

I never thought I would get so tired from having sex with just one guy, especially after so many times of having lots of sex with all three of my bosses at once!

I had to admit that the physical exhaustion came from having sex underwater while Jack and I had been swimming at the pool in his mansion.

Doing it there for the first time made me realize that it was a lot tougher than having sex in a bed. Regardless, it was amazing!

Christmas was coming up and I expected to hear from Jack again. But the next day I kept checking my phone and kept ending up disappointed.

Just like Clay, Jack wasn’t even bothering to drop me a message.

Here I go again, contemplating if what we did meant anything to him. I get that they’re busy but… whatever.

I hated that the office was closed for Christmas vacation because then I couldn’t see any of my bosses or have an easy excuse to be around them.

I wondered if Jack and Seth had gone back home, and my only chance of seeing them again would be through virtual meetings… if I was lucky.

Meanwhile, I wondered what Clay was up to. I had almost forgotten that he had Sabrina with him constantly as his secretary, and it was obvious that she liked him.

In fact, she seemed determined to take me down, and even though he didn’t seem that worried about it, I sure was.

Suddenly my phone lit up. I quickly checked the notifications and saw a message request from “Santa’s Naughty Reindeer.”

From the username itself, I instantly felt this was a piece of bad news because I was supposed to be my bosses’ naughty reindeer.

I opened the chat and was surprised at what I saw. It was me sucking Clay’s cock while Seth and Jack were sitting on the couch.

I couldn’t be wrong — this picture was from that night we almost got caught!

I dropped my phone on the floor and tried hard to keep my composure.

Who would do this? Could it be one of the boys? I didn’t think so because that would get them into trouble, too.

Then it hit me — it must be Sabrina!

My hunch told me it was her, but I had no proof to back my claim up. Why would she do it anyway? Back then, could it have been possible that she was watching us all night?

I knew she had been trying to sneak peeks during the most recent time we’d all three been together, and my bosses had seemed to think it was hot. In theory I liked the idea of them putting me on display and people seeing how much joy we brought each other.

But in reality, I was creeped out that it was a jealous secretary who might be watching. And I was worried that if other people saw this, it could hurt my career — and my bosses’.

Should I tell my bosses about this? Would they even care in the first place? Maybe they already knew or had encouraged it because they seemed to get off on the idea of people watching us.

My head hurt from thinking about the possible leakage of my scandalous actions when suddenly, I received a message.

“Meet me at the rooftop before midnight.”

It was from Clay.

I had just been frantic with worry and fear just a couple seconds earlier but hearing from Clay somehow eased those bad feelings.

As the day passed, I tried to enjoy my holiday vacation but as I was watching TV, I kept checking my watch, to the point where it seemed that I was watching it more than the show.

Why was I getting all worked up over this man? Over all three of these men?

I groaned in disbelief.

Suddenly my phone beeped again and this time it was a message from Sandra.

Are you enjoying the break or missing your bosses? it read.

I groaned.

After I didn’t message her back, she sent another one.

I know you don’t like to talk about it but at some point, you have to spill your guts all about what’s been going on since we last talked to me, your best friend at work! Let’s meet up for a hot toddy after Christmas, maybe?

She sure could be nosy and pushy.

What if it was her who was behind the “naughty little reindeer” account?

Maybe she was bored or jealous and doing it all for her own entertainment. After all, she had told me that she was unsatisfied with her boring boyfriend. Or ex boyfriend, by now.

I hated that I didn’t know who to trust. This was one of the reasons why I’d hesitated to tell her anything about any of this stuff. Now, I couldn’t even answer Sandra without wondering whether I was walking into a trap.

Yeah, we’ll talk later, is all I finally sent back to her. Merry Christmas.

Ba humbug! she sent back.

Ba humbug indeed, I thought.

I wasn’t sure whether this was turning out to be the best or worst holiday of my life!

And I wouldn’t know until I talked to my bosses about all of this.

Luckily, I was seeing Clay tonight, and I couldn’t wait!

Carrie

Apparently, I had fallen asleep on my couch while still trying to watch TV earlier. But I was suddenly woken up when I heard a loud noise from above.

At first, I thought it was just a sudden change in the weather along with the strong winds, but I was wrong. When I went outside, I saw that it was a helicopter — a freaking helicopter right before my eyes!

Wondering whether I was dreaming, I slowly walked near the helipad. To my surprise, Clay came out of the helicopter, and it felt like a repeat of the first time I saw him — he bowled me all over again with his stunning visuals.

How come he looked so good wearing just a plain shirt and grey sweatpants? Clearly, there was something about men in grey sweatpants that make me swoon. Fine, let me be straightforward– it was his big bulge!

“I’ve been wanting to see you so badly,” he said, taking me into his arms.

“I feel the same way,” I told him, not knowing what else to say.

He pulled me against his body, and I was caught off guard. He smelled so good. His scent alone got me feeling all sorts of things. I was having a hard time gathering myself.

“Want a ride?” he whispered in my ear.

I nodded and he said, “Hop in.”

I took his hand, and he helped me inside, and in no time, I found myself enjoying the vertical ascent as we flew into the sky. As I soaked in the spectacular view of the city at night, I could not stop smiling. The lights from the buildings below and the stars from above complemented each other wonderfully. It was really beautiful.

I took my phone out and captured the birds-eye view photos that would remind me of this experience. Without Clay’s knowledge, I stole a shot of him while he was busy maneuvering the chopper.

As soon as we landed, I hugged him tightly. I was overwhelmed with my emotions.

“Thank you, Clay,” I told him.

I hugged me and he hugged me back.

“What time is it?” he asked.

“It’s 11:59,” I replied.

“Perfect, just in time.”

He leaned back and started rooting around behind us. I was confused. Then he found what he was looking for and took something from the back.

It was a small blue box in a long, rectangular shape.

Before opening it, he looked down at his watch and waited for a second until he held it up and said, “Merry Christmas, Carrie.”

I was speechless. He was presenting me with a diamond necklace that was shining in the box he’d opened. I couldn’t believe it!

Had he been planning this all along?

I was starting to think that maybe I really did mean something to him. Maybe I wasn’t just some random chick all this time.

I turned around and he put the necklace on me. It was so pretty. Just by looking at it, I could tell it was pretty expensive, too.

“Thank you! But you didn’t have to buy me anything,” I protested. “I didn’t even get you a Christmas gift.”

“I know, but I wanted to,” he said, and then I kept thanking him over and over.

“I’m hungry, are you?” he asked me.

“I am. Famished, actually.”

I had fallen asleep without eating any dinner.

We started flying again until he landed. As soon as we got out of the chopper, I got surprised to see a dinner set up by candlelight. The table was surrounded by oil lamps, alongside the gorgeous fairy lights that created an intimate ambiance, not to mention the smooth jazz music playing in the background that set the mood perfectly.

“This is amazing,” I told him. “Did you set all of this up for me?”

“Yes. I actually talked to a saxophonist but canceled it midway, deciding I wouldn’t be a fan of having someone playing such a loud instrument right near us while we were trying to have a date.”

Did he just say ‘date’?

Yes, I’d heard that right.

He pulled out my chair, and as soon I was seated, my eyes feasted upon the sumptuous meal laid out on the table. My eyes must have been wide with wonder because I heard Clay chuckle for a bit.

“Dig in,” he said. “Your romantic Christmas dinner awaits.”

“I never thought you had this side to you,” I told him.

“The feeling’s mutual. I surprised myself, too. I hope you don’t mind my outfit. I would spoil all the preparations if I arrived all dressed up in suit,” he said while clearly holding back a laugh.

“I don’t mind at all. Just look at my attire… I’d just been sitting around at home not expecting to be literally swooped off my feet and into a helicopter! By the way, who helped you with the preparations?” I asked.

“Who else? Sabrina,” he said.

I remained silent for a second, not sure I wanted to ruin this amazing date by saying anything about the “naughty little reindeer” message I’d gotten earlier.

“Hey, are you okay?” he asked as he reached for my hand.

I couldn’t help but wonder if she must be watching us right at this moment.

Should I tell him what she’d sent me?

Or did he already know?

Perhaps he got off on having her record the times that he and his friends shared a woman.

I wasn’t sure what if anything I should say. The last thing I would want was to spoil the mood, but he clearly wanted to know what was on my mind.

“Seriously, what’s wrong?” he asked.

“What exactly is your relationship with Sabrina?” I finally asked, while swirling my wine around in its glass.

“What? She’s just my secretary,” he said.

“Well, I know she knows about your, umm, preferences,” I said. “But how involved in them is she?”

“If you’re asking whether I’ve slept with her, no, I haven’t,” he told me. “And that might be part of the problem She’s gotten very jealous lately and I’ve been hoping she would just concentrate on her work, but she keeps coming around being nosy.”

“It seemed you guys liked her peering in on us last time we were all together,” I said.

“Look, I’m not going to deny that the thought of someone watching us might be kind of hot. It turns me on. But not if it’s because she’s jealous and not if she’s bothering you.”

“Okay,” I told him, feeling bad about jumping to conclusions. “I’m sorry. This whole situation is so new to me, and I wasn’t sure what to think.”

“I understand,” he said, and I just wanted to get back to our nice date we’d been having.

“Don’t mind me. Shall I refill your glass?” I asked, trying to get my bearings.

But suddenly, my phone vibrated inside my pocket. I’d received another message from the Naughty Reindeer. I opened the link to see a video and I was shocked by what I saw — it was my bosses and me together just the other night!

I dropped my phone, and Clay picked it up. His eyes widened as he watched the video.

Clay was mouthing words, but I couldn’t hear him at all, or more accurately, I didn’t even want to know what he was saying.

All of this was too weird for me to be able to handle.

“I think we should call Jack and Seth,” he said, but I was too confused to want to stick around for that.

My three bosses were hot, and I had even thought I was falling in love with them, but now I was worried about our jobs and reputations.

I felt ashamed for having let my bosses do the dirty things depicted on that video!

“I have to go,” I said, hurrying to my feet and running off.

Before I was out of earshot, I heard Clay protesting, telling me to let him fix this, and saying that I didn’t even know where he’d taken me, and how could I find my way home?

But I was sick of taking orders from him. He may have been my boss, but I was competent enough to take an Uber home, and I should have known better than to let my career get wrecked by my own choices.

Telling myself that I had to separate myself from him, as well as from Seth and Jack, I kept running away until I couldn’t hear him anymore.

Clay

As I looked at the video, I was certain that Sabrina had taken it.

But I’d had no knowledge that she was going to do that.

I’d been trying to explain things to Carrie, but it seemed like she was not listening at all. I couldn’t blame her because this was a shocking situation, but I just wanted her to hear me out.

She didn’t seem to want to do that, though.

In fact, she looked lost… until she ran away. I jumped up and tried to follow her, but in the end, she had gotten too much of a head start on me and I lost her.

Then I was just wondering how this had happened and why.

There was no way anyone would have had access to record something inside the conference room. Not unless it was Sabrina who’d set everything up. And I was beginning to realize that it had to have been her behind this.

I had a feeling I’d know where to find her, too. I hurried to my office and sure enough, as soon as I opened the door, I found her sitting comfortably on my chair — completely naked.

“How was your date, Mr. Vasquez?” she asked me.

She slowly spread her legs apart to give me a good view that I hadn’t wanted, of her vagina stuffed with my pen.

“Why did you do it?” I asked, looking away.

The sight horrified me, especially after knowing what she was doing to terrorize Carrie, the woman I loved.

Yep — there it was.

I loved her even though I hadn’t even known her for very long.

I couldn’t control my feelings though and now I was determined to protect her and to fix this mess.

“What do you mean? I’m not doing anything.”

Sabrina tried to act nonchalant and continued seducing me as she fondled her breasts.

I took a deep breath while gathering every last ounce of patience inside my body.

“Quit this act or quit your job. Choose!” I commanded Sabrina, while looking at her eyes intently.

She stood and began caressing my chest, down to my abdomen until I grabbed her hand before she could reach my crotch.

“Stop it. I’m not interested in you like that. For the last time, why did you do this?” I asked through gritted teeth.

In the end, Sabrina told me everything — from how she sent the picture to Carrie to the video she’d made after setting up a camera inside my office.

She also confessed that she had feelings for me, and that she’d started feeling jealous of Carrie because it became obvious that I was falling for her and kept having sex with her.

She said that in past, it was okay to see me with random various women but that it was too hard for her to sit and watch me fall for one and repeat my adventures with her over and over.

Fuck.

What in the world was she thinking?

Of all the things Sabrina revealed, I was stunned when she told me that she’d informed Jack and Seth of my whereabouts with Carrie tonight. I could only imagine Jack and Seth’s reaction when they’d heard that.

Definitely, whisking Carrie off in my helicopter and giving her an expensive Christmas gift and one-on-one date was not included in what we had agreed upon. But then again, Jack was supposed to ask Carrie which one of us she wanted to be with, and he still hadn’t.

So, I’d figured that it was a “you snooze, you lose situation” and had been determined to use the extra time to convince Carrie to choose me.

I took a deep breath and cleared my mind.

First things first, I told myself.

I had to deal with this little hussy in front of me.

“Sabrina, I will not remove you from the company as I know I could get sued for hostile work environment or some other kind of bogus claim even though you’re the one at fault here, but effective immediately, you will no longer work directly for me,” I told her.

“Please, Boss, don’t do that,” she cried. “I’ll miss you too much.”

She really is pathetic, I thought, glad I’d no longer have to have anything to do with her.

She kept trying to beg me to stay but I just shook my head at her and left my office, reminding myself to let the Board know to reassign Sabrina to a new boss after the holidays, when we’d all get back from Christmas vacation and have a New Year’s Eve party before returning to work.

For now, I had more important matters to deal with.

I was determined to track down Jack and Seth and make things right with them… and with Carrie… once and for all, just in time for Christmas.

Sure enough, I found Jack and Seth in Seth’s office. They had been putting their heads together trying to decide what to do about my betrayal.

The looks on their faces said it all. They confronted me right away and pinned me against the wall.

“That’s not fair, man,” Seth said, while clenching his teeth. “We were supposed to ask her who she wanted to be with and yet you got extra time with her.

“How could you do this? Being the CEO of this company is one thing, but that doesn’t give you a right to be such an asshole to those of us who helped you build and run the company,” Jack said, cracking his knuckles as if he wanted to beat me up.

“Guys, stop. We have more important things to deal with,” I told them. “Sabrina’s a traitor. She has gone and hurt Carrie, who ran away from me, and I need to find her.”

“What the fuck? What did you do?” Seth asked, immediately blaming me, of course, even though it wasn’t my fault. At least not intentionally.

“Where is she?!” Jack added.

I hardly escaped from their grasp and barely managed to make them believe my side. But in the end, they listened, thank God!

And now, all three of us began searching for her.

Where could she be?

I felt so bad that this had happened. Earlier Carrie was so happy when we were flying but now, she might be regretting that she celebrated Christmas first thing with me.

Carrie

As I wandered the streets, I wondered where to go. I didn’t want to go home; my three bosses would easily find me there. I thought of the only person I could count on and called her.

“Can I stay at your house tonight?” I asked Sandra.

I knew she hadn’t been behind any of this and felt bad for ever doubting her.

“Yes, of course. Are you crying, Carrie? Where are you? I’ll pick you up,” she said.

“Okay, thanks. I know it’s in the middle of the night on Christmas day. I feel horrible imposing on you like this.”

“No problem,” she said. “I had no plans, since I broke things off with my ex. And I have insomnia anyway. I’m on my way to come get you now. What are your nearest cross streets?”

I told her and she didn’t drop the phone call until she finally saw me.

Once we got to her place, she immediately said, “I know I told you earlier to tell me all about it but something bad obviously happened, so I won’t force you, for now.”

I chuckled at how fake she sounded.

She obviously wanted to know what was up, and how could I blame her?

I had been worried she was behind this but now I realized she was just lonely and was trying to be a good friend. The least I could do was return the favor and be a friend to her, too.

“Clay’s secretary Sabrina is jealous and recorded me and them together,” I told her, deciding to just let her in on what was going on since she was kind enough to come get me.

Plus, maybe she could help me figure out what to do.

“What? Woah!” she exclaimed.

“Yeah, and I thought it might be for their own sick collection of recorded sexcapades or something, but Clay flew his helicopter to my house to surprise me for Christmas, and he gave me a really nice necklace. Why would he do that unless he really liked me?” I continued.

Touching my neck, I realized that the necklace was missing. Shit! It could have fallen anywhere. Maybe even while I was still on the rooftop.

“That’s so romantic,” Sandra said dreamily.

“Yeah, but I really don’t know what’s going on with being recorded,” I told her.

“Sabrina is probably just jealous,” Sandra declared. “I’ve always thought she had a thing for him. Here, let’s drink to you beating her at her own game.”

She handed me a shot and took two herself.

We were just getting started and she was already tipsy.

“I don’t know. Maybe they planned it all along. Perhaps they take pleasure in seeing me miserable after making me happy? Yeah, this sounds about right. I hate them!”

I took another shot and gulped it down.

While we were drinking, someone rang the doorbell.

“Are you expecting anyone tonight?” I asked.

“No,” she said, frowning.

Was it Clay?

I hoped not.

I slowly opened the door and was flooded with shock. It was Sabrina!

“What the hell are you doing here, Sabrina? Get out! You’re not welcome here! How dare you show your face here? Get out!” Sandra said.

She was throwing a fit. She was so loud. I appreciated the gesture, nonetheless.

“Stop!” I yelled at Sandra, who was obviously a bit too intoxicated. I would have agreed with her dragging this woman out of our sight but… the look on Sabrina’s face held me back. Had she been crying? I wondered what had happened after I left. Had Clay had words with her?

“Don’t mind Sandra. Come in,” I told her, deciding to show her some mercy.

Suddenly, I found myself drinking with Sabrina. Sandra had passed out. Right there and then, Sabrina told me everything. At first, I found it hard to believe her. However, I felt the sincerity that only a woman could feel toward another woman who had wanted a man she couldn’t have.

“I am sorry, Carrie. I am really, really, sorry,” she said.

“What are you saying sorry for? It’s not your fault that you fell in love with Clay. We’re not even in a relationship, to begin with. It should be Clay that should be sorry. All of them, actually. Just because they can, does not mean they should. They have been playing with my emotions… and I…”

“No, they’re not,” she said, cutting me off.

“What do you mean?” I asked with confusion written all over my face.

“There’s one more thing I haven’t told you. Clay really likes you. He probably even loves you. So do Seth and Jack. They never sleep with the same woman more than once. The reason I did this was because I was jealous and wanted to make you leave the company. But now I realize they won’t stop loving you no matter what… and it was wrong of me to try to ruin your happiness. That’s why I’m so sorry. I won’t do anything with the tape or pictures. Except destroy them. I promise.”

“Thanks,” I said, deciding to forgive her, especially since she’d said they loved me! “And on second thought, maybe don’t destroy the evidence. Just don’t spread it any further. I’d like to keep it for myself. It’s pretty hot.”

“Yeah, it is,” she laughed, and we took one more Christmas shot together, saying, “Cheers to an unlikely friendship!” before I went to the office to find my men.

Carrie

When I got to the office, my three bosses looked very relieved to see me.

“Carrie, can we talk? I mean, can all of us talk?” Seth asked as he extended his arm.

I grabbed his hand, and he led me into his office where Jack and Clay were sitting.

“First, about Sabrina,” Clay started off. “I had no idea she was…”

“It’s fine,” I told him, cutting him off. “She and I have talked. We made up.”

“Really?” he said, looking surprised.

“Really.”

“Okay. Well, second, I want to apologize if you felt that we have played with your emotions,” Seth said.

“Yeah. It was never our intention to hurt you. We were just waiting for the right time and the right moment to ask you a question,” Jack continued.

“And we believe that this is it!” Clay said and pursed his lips.

“Sorry, I don’t follow. What are you guys talking about?” I asked with my eyeballs swirling as I looked at each one of them.

“We need you to choose between us,” Clay said.

“Yeah. Who’s it gonna be?” Jack asked.

“We’re grown men; we’ll respect your decision,” Seth added.

I had no idea what to do. I couldn’t think straight. How did I even end up in this situation? I felt pressured, but at the same time, I felt like a goddess! Three beautiful men were fighting over me.

Now, I sounded like Sandra. If she was me, what would she do? Wait, if I were Carrie and not Santa’s Naughty Reindeer being with all three of my bosses, who would I choose?

But just then I knew that I couldn’t choose. Carrie was the Naughty Reindeer — they had brought her out of me and there was no separating us. In fact, there was no separating any of us.

“I made up my mind,” I declared.

Suddenly, I felt all their gazes pierce through my body.

“I am choosing you, Seth,” I said, as Seth exclaimed in happiness.

“…Seth, Jack and Clay. All of you,” I continued.

Now, all of them were smiling in delight.

“I want all three of you and I can’t choose. Because all three of you chose me. This is definitely not the typical relationship, but I couldn’t care less. I can’t live a life without all of you.”

That was it! That was the invitation they have been waiting for.

Seth grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap in his office chair. I sat on Seth’s bulging pants and ground my hips on him. He grabbed my ass and squeezed both of my butt cheeks. Meanwhile, I grabbed his hair and pulled his head back as I licked his ears.

I felt his bulge grow bigger. Little by little, I removed his shirt so that I could see his handsome, chiseled chest and I kissed his neck down towards it and then to his rock-hard abs, until I unwrapped the big Christmas package that was awaiting my mouth.

I began to lick it with my left hand caressing his broad chest and my right tickling his balls.

I could hear his soft groans clearly and it was so hot.

“Oh, God, please…” he begged me. “Carrie, go down on me. Eat my cock, please.”

“Yes, Boss.”

I smirked and swirled the tip of my tongue to the head of his cock until I was sucking it whole. It hit the back of my throat with ease.

I went down hard and fast, and things got sloppy shortly after that. I shoved his hand above my head when he tried to take control. There was no need! Now I was in charge because they had told me to choose, and I chose all of them.

As I moved my head faster, I could feel his legs trembling. In no time, I felt his hot liquid gush into my mouth. I looked at him while he tried to cover his face with his arms.

“I knew you wouldn’t last long this time,” I said with a smile.

Clay and Jack began to strip me of my clothes. Clay took a shot of vodka and passed it over to my lips. The taste of the alcohol and his mouth was like a chef’s kiss. Our tongues danced as we kissed each other passionately. As our lips parted, Jack took his chance and kissed me differently; it was aggressive, and I tasted blood, but I liked it.

Both of them started to pull their hard tools out and stroked them in front of me. I leaned on the edge of the desk and spread my legs open wide.

“Come on in, Boss,” I said seductively.

Jack rammed his cock inside my pussy while Clay decided to go for the backdoor action. They thrust in sync, matching each other’s pace.

I felt every inch of their cocks with my position. As they picked up speed, I started to yelp like an animal. I was screaming in delight until I was silenced when Seth jumped onto the desk and shoved his dick back straight into my mouth.

Now that he was in control, I felt like choking. I looked at him and his facial expression caused streams of a unique stimulation to rush down my body. He grabbed my hair and moved my head back and forth as quickly as he could as he fucked my mouth.

“Yeah, take it, little office slut,” he said, as I deep-throated him. “I love how you go down on all three of your boss-boyfriends, one after the other, all in a row.”

I liked how he had referred to himself and the other two as my boyfriends. I sucked his cock even further into my mouth.

They exchanged positions and now, Clay claimed my mouth with his tool. He looked me straight into my eyes as he did it, and I could feel his burning desires. He was gentle at first until he thrust his massive member in and out forcefully. I gagged! But I still kept going because I loved it.

Meanwhile, Jack penetrated my ass hole with his cock. He slapped my ass hard as he tore my hole open with his spear.

“Yeah, let me take your ass, you little office whore,” he said. “Now I’m your boyfriend and I can have it whenever I want, can’t I?”

“Yes, Boss,” I panted, feeling amazing.

Seth plunged his rod into my pussy, sliding back and forth quickly. He was hitting the right spots and I started to feel something building up down under.

“I’m cumming, that’s it, go faster, Seth!” I said, panting.

And then I just came and came and came… I lost count of how many times I orgasmed as we tried all the positions possible for a foursome.

As I lay exhausted on top of them on the table, all of their cocks stuffed my pussy at the same time. With every moan and every thrust they made, I could feel an intense sensation alongside the sexual gratification that I could only feel when they were owning my body.

Their soft grunts turned louder and their thrusting speed went faster until we all came together, with all three of them emptying their loads inside my holes.

As their cum mixed together, I was glad I had chosen all three of them. And that they had chosen me.

“Merry Christmas, Carrie,” Clay said, and I noticed he was holding something in his hand.

“The necklace!” I said happily.

“Yes, I found it on the rooftop after you left.”

He put it on me, and I said, “Well, I promise to never leave any of you again. Merry Christmas, Bosses!”

The End… For Now.

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