BetweenTwoBillionairesCompleteStripped (24 page)

“
Have
you guys ever done anything like this before?” My expression is
skeptical.

“
No,”
Shawn replies. “My brother thinks it's important to ease you
into things. He likes to coddle and set the scene. Patience isn't one
of my virtues though.”

“
Obviously,”
Tristan laughs. “It never has been.”

The mood is lifted
for a few brief moments, but then we settle into silence again as we
continue eating. This is awkward, and it doesn't exactly stimulate my
appetite. Still, the food is good, so I try to just concentrate on
that. Only that. Who knows what's coming next?

We finish our meal
and drain our glasses. Even I don't hesitate in taking down the wine.
When our plates and glasses are empty, Tristan clears the table while
Shawn and I wait.

I try to keep my
attention on Tristan. His style is a bit different than Shawn's.
Instead of wearing slacks, he's in faded blue jeans which he paired
with a dark blue and white dress shirt, a gray tie, and a beige
blazer. They're both a bit too dressed up for the occasion.

“
Shall
we?” Shawn stands and offers me his hand when the cleanup is
finished.

I give them both an
apprehensive look, but Tristan's expression is pure hope, so I decide
to follow Shawn's lead. He walks me towards the stairs with Tristan
tagging along behind. Again, we feel out of sequence, but who am I to
complain. This is what I signed up for, after all. Both of them. It's
a staggering thought.

As soon as we start
heading up the stairs, I know what's coming next. There's only one
reason we go up these stairs, and it's not to take a nap. My heart
beats faster with each step, though when we divert to Tristan's
bedroom, I do feel a bit calmer.

Once we're inside,
the boys start undressing almost simultaneously. I'm left standing
there dumbstruck, wondering why they didn't bother to warm me up
more. If Tristan had his way, things probably would have gone a lot
slower, but Shawn is rushing him, and I'm not sure I'm ready for
this. I just settled into the idea of being with both of them. I
never really prepared myself for what that means on a physical level.

“
Get
on the bed.” Shawn nods toward the bed.

I do as I'm told,
looking for any direction that I can get.

As soon as they're
both shirtless, they approach me from behind. My stomach is a ball of
nausea as I realize that both of them are going to have me at the
same time. This is taboo. Wrong on so many levels. But I still want
it. Images play through my mind of what could happen. It's hot. Very
hot. But it doesn't prepare me for reality.

Shawn crawls up on
the bed first, straddling my legs and sliding his hands up under my
shirt. I blush madly as he pulls it all the way up over my breasts
along with my bra. I'm so flustered that I barely notice Tristan
kneeling on the bed in front of me. Why does he always have to allow
his brother to take the lead? While Shawn is undeniably sexy, I need
Tristan's hands on me to make me feel more at ease with this.

I get my wish faster
than I thought I would. While Shawn gropes my right breast, Tristan
leans in to take my left nipples between his teeth. A short gasp
escapes my lips as pure desire races through me. I tilt my head back
to moan, and Shawn claims my lips, kissing me deeply while he pinches
and twists the nipple that's not occupied by Tristan's mouth. My body
is already trembling with arousal. This is sensory overload beyond my
expectations, and it's only going to get more intense as things
progress.

Shawn pulls away
from me to continue disrobing, but Tristan remains firmly rooted in
place. He's being gentle and sensual, lavishing affection on my
breast, kissing and sucking and nibbling and driving me insane.

Once Shawn's pants
are off, he climbs back onto the bed and swings around to suck on my
other nipple. My cheeks brighten as I look down and see both of them,
their eyes closed in lust, their mouths moving on top of my flesh.
It's so unreal. Two gorgeous wealthy men at the same time. One who is
in love with me. One who eventually will be, hopefully, if this all
plays out right. I want to touch them, to hold them against me, but
I'm too nervous.

“
Lie
down,” Shawn tells me as he pulls away from my nipple with a
wet popping sound. Tristan backs off as well, and I acquiesce, lying
in the middle of the bed for them.

Tristan quickly goes
to work unfastening and pulling off my jeans. Meanwhile, I watch
Shawn take his massive tool out of his boxers and stroke it
precariously over my face.

I help Tristan get
my pants and underwear off before I pull my shirt over my head and
reach around to unhook my bra. Within minutes, I'm naked, laid out on
display before them.

Tristan immediately
begins playing with my pussy. My body comes to life as he rubs back
and forth across my folds, lightly pinching my clit a few times
before he presses two fingers inside of me. I gasp as he fills me, my
back arching, pushing one of my breasts right up into Shawn's hand.
He tugs on my nipple before grabbing my hand and guiding it to his
cock.

I start stroking
him, and in return, he continues playing with my tits while Tristan
withdraws his fingers and leans in to begin licking my folds instead.
There's so much going on that it's hard to focus on one thing. Shawn
scoots closer to me on the bed and leans his hips forward, pointing
his dick towards my mouth. I'm almost forced to take it between my
lips. This is what he wants. Hopefully, it's what they both want.

The stimulation of
being eaten out while sucking Shawn's cock at the same time is
intoxicating. Coupled with Shawn relentlessly teasing my nipples, I'm
in sexual heaven. I know that what I'm doing is wrong, but it just
feels so right. My body has never been so pleasured before, and I'm
sure it's only going to get better. Already, I can feel my cunt
pulsing with the need to feel them both inside of me. Hopefully,
they'll want to take turns. I don't think I could handle double
penetration. Not yet. Maybe eventually though.

Shawn is being less
than demanding, and I'm thankful. From the position I'm in, I can
barely bob on his manhood. I feel lazy but so blissfully happy at the
same time. I just wish he was naked. I like seeing his naked body.

I back away from his
cock and stare up at him. “Take them off,” I say as I tug
on the waistband of his boxers.

“
As
you wish, princess.” He smirks at me, moving away to pull the
boxers off before returning to me and allowing me to pick up where I
left off.

I suck on just the
tip of his cock, doing the best I can while I stroke him off at the
same time. If he's not enjoying it, I can't tell. He's not moaning,
but his eyes are hooded, and he seems to be happy. At least, he's a
lot less cold than he has been all night.

I moan around his
cock, pulling it out of my mouth to lick the tip occasionally.
Despite my initial apprehension, I'm quite enjoying myself.
Everything feels so good. The cock in my mouth. Tristan's tongue
between my legs. Maybe this is how it was always supposed to be, and
I just didn't know it. It feels too good to be wrong.

Apparently, the boys
are playing a subtle game of follow the leader. Tristan stops
munching on my muffburger to crawl up on my other side and present me
with his cock. I let out a short misplaced giggle as I reach over to
grab it and stroke them both off at the same time.

Tristan gives pause
to pull off his pants and boxers before I start sucking his dick, and
Shawn moves down to eat me out instead. To my surprise, Tristan is a
bit more demanding about the dick sucking. He cradles my head and
draws me to him for leverage, helping me push myself more deeply onto
him.

Shawn's cunnilingus
is a lot more intense as well. His tongue flits across my clit so
quickly that I almost can't help but orgasm. Between the two of them,
I wonder how many climaxes I'm going to have tonight. They're both so
good in bed.

Shawn presses a
finger inside of me as he continues to lick my clit, fulfilling my
need to be filled. I'm craving something much bigger though. Now that
they've given me an orgasm with their mouths, I want an orgasm from
something else. The thought makes me feel greedy.

Tristan is a lot
more vocal, moaning softly while I suck him off. It seems like the
more effort Shawn puts into eating me out, the more effort I put into
sucking off Tristan. We're like a pleasure funnel. Output matches
input. I suckle on Tristan's cock like I mean business, and he moans
shamelessly, filling the room with the delicious sounds of sex.

I want to beg for a
dick inside of me, but I'm afraid. While I'm enjoying everything
that's going on, I'm still not sure what's to come, and that
frightens me a bit. For the most part, I'm content in the moment,
giving and receiving pleasure. There could be more though. So much
more.

“
Come
on. Up on your hands and knees,” Shawn says as his mouth and
finger leaves my pussy.

Tristan backs away
and allows me the space to get up on all fours. I look over my
shoulder and watch as Shawn goes to the bedside table to pull a
condom out of one of the drawers. He tears the packet with his teeth,
rolls the condom down his length, and tosses the empty wrapper onto
the table before crawling back up onto the bed behind me.

I try to brace
myself as I feel Shawn's glans pressing against my pussy. When he
bucks forward, I cry out, a mix of shock from the intense stretching
and pleasure. Damn, his dick is big.

He puts his hands on
the small of my back and begins thrusting, making me feel like a dog
being bred as I stare forward at Tristan while he strokes his cock. I
give myself a minute to adjust to Shawn filling me before I grab
Tristan's dick and wrap my lips around it again. He looks so gorgeous
kneeling before me with his legs slightly parted, his abs hard and
perfectly chiseled. It's enough to make me want to come all over
Shawn's dick.

I feel a bit too
full having them both in me at the same time. Tristan is being a lot
more gentle this go round. He doesn't force me down on his cock.
Shawn's thrusting is doing enough of that. He's already picked up the
pace, and my body bounces into Tristan with every thrust, further
impaling me on him.

Now it's Shawn who
is being vocal, and I'm cursing myself for feeling another orgasm at
the surface. The friction of him spearing in and out of my cunt is
just too much to bear.

“
You
like that, don't you,” Shawn says crudely, perhaps responding
to my blatant moaning. I don't flatter him with an answer. “I'm
going to make you come all of my dick, and then you're going to come
all over Tristan's dick too. Do you understand?” When I don't
reply, he gives my ass a hard slap. “I said, do you
understand?”

“
Mhm,”
I mumble around Tristan's cock, feeling my clit pulse from the
dominance in Shawn's voice.

Every once in a
while, Shawn gives my ass a squeeze. He never lets up on his pacing
though, pumping into me until I can't take it anymore. My climax
races to the surface, my pussy clamping around his dick as I give way
to pleasure. Damn him for doing this to me twice before Tristan has
even gotten a chance to make me orgasm once.

When my contractions
subside, they decide to switch places. This time, I'm positioned on
my side for Tristan to enter me. He doesn't wear a condom, but I
understand why now, so it doesn't bother me. I watch in anticipation
as he lays behind me so that his cock can reach my opening. Shawn
fondles and kneads both of my breasts while Tristan pushes inside of
me and begins thrusting. Then Shawn guides my hand to his dick and
makes me stroke him off while Tristan has sex with me, which is a bit
awkward since he's wearing a condom.

The position doesn't
allow for as deep of penetration as doggy style, but it gets the job
done. After a few seconds of screwing me sideways, he turns me over
onto my back and gets between my legs, thrusting into me in
missionary position. Shawn leans over me and sucks on one of my
breasts, which sends tiny pulses straight to my clit. Another orgasm
is just around the corner; I can feel it. It wouldn't take much more
to urge it out. I just need . . .

Almost the second I
think it, Tristan picks up the pace. He pumps into me rapidly, and
I'm moaning so much that I completely abandon Shawn's cock. My hands
reach for Tristan's hips, pulling him deeper into me as my climax
rips through me. He presses hard against me, grinding his pubic bone
into my clit, causing my back to arch and my toes to curl. Shawn
seems content to be left on the sidelines for now, watching my orgasm
play out in front of him.