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When did she become a greedy little slut?

Maybe she’d always been this way, albeit repressed.

She stared up at Ethan and put all of her doubts into one
look. He smiled, ran a hand over her hair, and she swallowed her doubts. It was
going to be okay. Ethan would take care of her.

Dominic palmed her cheek with one hand, held his cock in the
other. It was an impressive cock. Thick, perfectly shaped with a slight curve
at the end.

“Suck me.” He gently guided his cock to her mouth.

She did as he commanded, taking him in her mouth, rolling
her tongue around the head before swallowing him down her throat. She loved
giving oral and she’d been too long without it.

She groaned, feeling the salty taste of man in her mouth.

Ethan reached for her hand and fisted it around his cock.
She got the message. While Dominic pumped into her mouth, she stroked Ethan.
Need pulsed hotter and harder in her body.

Nothing mattered, nothing but them and her.

Their pleasure. And hers.

“Switch.” At Ethan’s command, she sucked Dominic like a
Popsicle one last time before turning her attention to the other man.

Wrapping her hand around Dominic’s cock, she pumped him and
stared at Ethan’s dick. Where Dominic was thick, Ethan had length. Impressive
length.

She licked her lips. She couldn’t wait to have him inside
her again.

The tip of his shaft glistened with pre-cum and she swiped
her tongue across the head, tasting him.

“She’s an excellent cock sucker.”

Ethan wrapped a hand in her hair, guiding her to take more.
“Can’t wait to find out.”

They were excluding her from their conversation, treating
her like an entity for their own pleasure. She loved it, the objectification
driving her wild with lust.

He pushed inside her mouth and she relaxed her throat. He
was longer than Dominic and she wanted to take him all.

Deep breath. In and out. When the head hit the back of her
throat, she breathed out, refused to gag.

“Fuck. Fuck. Good girl. Take it all. Take my cock.” Ethan’s
erotic mumblings only spurred her on.

She sucked, licked, attacked his cock like she craved it,
needed it.

And in some ways, she did.

Erotic moans and gasps filled the air but she was focused on
the task at hand. She felt like a whore, in the best possible sense of the
word. Gone was the demure university professor.

All thoughts and problems faded into the background. The
only thing that mattered was pleasing these two men. And, in turn, being
pleased.

She knew this was the prelude. They would take care of her
needs later.

“Dominic, I don’t think I can wait.”

“Neither can I.”

Hands pulled her away from Ethan’s cock and she moaned.

Dominic laughed. “Patience. Now it’s your turn.”

He lifted her as Ethan swept his arms across her desk,
scattering papers and stationery. The phone clattered to the floor. She’d need
to replace it but right now she didn’t care.

Dominic planted her on the desk and stood directly in front
of her. Ethan moved behind the desk. She couldn’t see him but she could feel
his soothing presence.

Her legs fell open, moisture glistened on her thighs. She
lay back. Her breasts ached to be touched. Her pussy throbbed. She was still
dressed in her underwear and heels.

She was so ready to be fucked.

Dominic ran a hand up and down his cock. “I’m more than
ready to fuck you, Hope.” His eyes dropped to her pussy and he ran a finger up
her slit, gathering cream on the tip. “And you’re ready too. Want me to fuck
you now?”

“Oh god, yes.” She squeezed her thighs closed, trying to
ease the ache in her clit. It didn’t work. She needed a cock filling her. She
wanted to come so badly.

“Touch yourself.” As he sheathed his cock in a condom, she
did what he asked. She flicked her clit, rubbing the tiny nub in slow, circular
motions.

Leaning forward, Dominic pushed inside her, one glorious
inch at a time. She whimpered, moaned, writhed on the desk, nearing the edge of
bliss.

“Stop moving. Don’t come yet.” Ethan held her shoulders
still.

She looked up at him, tilted her head back and searched for
his cock. Finding him hard and ready, she took him in her mouth.

“Good girl.”

Then the fucking started.

Dominic fucked her with long, slow, hard strokes. Her walls
contracted around him, drawing him in. He was relentless, like a well-oiled
machine. While he fucked, she sucked.

“Don’t come, Hope. Don’t you come until my cock is inside
you.” Ethan’s words made her moan. How was she supposed to hold on? “Be a good
girl for me, come on my cock.”

She could do that. Couldn’t she? Hold on. Hold out for him.

Dominic roared, his movements jerky and sporadic. She knew
he’d come.

“Switch.”

Dominic pulled out of her pussy and Ethan pulled out of her
mouth. She heard Ethan rustling behind her and was sure he was slipping on a
condom. Teetering on the edge of orgasm, she waited for him to join her.

Dominic leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips. “Now
I’m going to enjoy the rest of the show.”

Probably going to clean up and sit down.

As soon as Dominic was gone, Ethan stood between her legs.
He grabbed her thighs and moved her closer to the edge of the desk. “Did you
enjoy that, Hope? Did you enjoy him fucking you?” His eyes danced with
possession. “Now it’s my turn.”

He thrust inside her with no ceremony or warning. Her back
bowed in response to his cock hitting her cervix. He was so deep inside her,
she almost screamed with pleasure.

“Stay with me, Hope. Stay with me.”

He thrust inside her over and over. One hand slapped on the
desk beside her head, the other gripped her shoulder, forcing her onto his cock
harder and deeper.

She started to pant as he moved. A tingling started in her
pussy, building higher.

“Look at me.”

Her eyelids fluttered shut. She couldn’t help it. He gripped
her chin and forced her to look at him.

“Keep your eyes on me. I want to look into your eyes when
you come on my cock. I want you to see who you belong to.”

Over and over, harder and faster.

Sweat dripped as their bodies slapped together.

“Come for me. Come. Show me you’re a good girl.”

She did. His words spurred her on and she came, unraveled
around him, gripping his cock like a vise. The world burst apart but she never
closed her eyes. She let him see all her passion, all her need, explode because
of him.

He roared, pumped slower, jerkier. He followed her over the
edge and collapsed on top of her, nuzzling her neck.

With what little bit of energy she had left, Hope reached
around and stroked his slick back. The weight of him against her body felt
amazing.

Into the semidarkness, she smiled. A happy, fulfilled smile.

“Well, aren’t we just the little porn horde.” Dominic’s
words made them both laugh.

The scent of sex hung in the air. Sticky with sweat and
covered in her own juices, Hope had never felt happier.

Her heart soared. They had shared something special.
Something wonderful. She’d enjoyed Dominic but she loved Ethan.

Tonight was just the beginning for them.

He nuzzled her neck and stroked her hair. “Merry Christmas,
teach.”

“Merry Christmas, Ethan.”

The End.

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