Catherine looked up from her phone as the taxi pulled in front of Marcus’s building. She slipped out and felt a sudden chill as the breeze blew up her overcoat. Searching her handbag for her key and confidently made her way inside.

Standing at Marcus’s door, she froze—not from fear but from excitement. There was a furnace burning inside her, and her pussy had been perpetually wet since blowing Marcus in her office earlier that day. She felt pussy juices running down her legs, and when she reached in and rubbed her pussy, she almost came on the spot.

The situation was surreal. Catherine was only a few steps away from the most erotic, mind-blowing sexual experience of her life. This would be the fulfillment of a long-held desire to be taken, used, and fucked raw by two men. She could barely contain herself while maintaining her grace and dignity.

“This will be one for the ages,” Catherine quietly whispered to herself.

Quietly, gracefully, she unlocked the door and slipped in.

~oOo~

Marcus arrived home at around 6 p.m. Tonight would be huge, and he wanted to make sure everything was perfect.

The apartment was spotless, as was his bedroom, with fresh sheets and even fresh-cut flowers—all for Catherine.

He stripped and jumped into the shower. The hot water and steam were removing the stresses of the day. His monster black cock swung with his movements, which, even in its flaccid state, would put most men to shame. He dried and tidied the bathroom, wrapped a towel around himself, brushed his teeth, and put on some cologne—Catherine’s favorite.

It was 6:25 p.m. when Spencer arrived. He was 10 years younger than Marcus and had only just joined the firm. Marcus warmed to him immediately. He liked his confidence, his “swagger,” as he put it, and he had proven to be a knowledgeable, first-class litigator. He was also the talk of the ladies at the firm, three of whom had already been well “serviced” by him. Two of them were married.

“What’s the plan?” Spencer asked Marcus.

“A simple one, really. Catherine will arrive; she will take the lead initially, then we just go with the flow,” Marcus replied.

“Be gentle with Catherine,” Marcus added.

“She is a prize, a lady. Not like Gretchen in accounts. Don’t pull her hair or slap her ass. She does not like it. I did it once, so don’t you make the same mistake,” Marcus said professorially.

“Also, be classy. She’s not your whore, bitch, or slut, so don’t call her either. She doesn’t need to be blacked, you don’t own her, and she’s not yours to share around.”

“She doesn’t like that?” Spencer asked.

“She does not,” Marcus replied, “and neither do I.”

Spencer nodded in acknowledgment.

The two men now sat, wrapped in towels, awaiting their prize.

Marcus’s phone buzzed. He smiled as he read the text.

“She’s on her way up,” he said.

~oOo~

Catherine slipped into Marcus’ apartment. She smiled as she picked up the floral scents. The romantic lighting and the soft jazz playing at a low volume heightened her senses.

When she entered the living room, she froze.

There, standing before her, were the naked, muscled men she longed for all day.

“My lord,” she said, “you two have no idea what I am going through right now.” She panted.

The sight of Marcus and Spencer, their muscled bodies, their skin tone, their smiles, and their cocks. Catherine was like a kid in a candy store. Pure sensory overload. Her ecstasy meter was at 11.

She dropped her bags in the corner and approached both. She stood just inches away from them. Marcus on her left, Spencer on her right. Her body was in overdrive. She tingled all over, her nipples were hard, her pussy was flowing, her breath was short, and her skin was covered in goosebumps.

Marcus's cologne was intoxicating her. She kissed him softly while taking hold of his cock. It was hot to her touch and firm, but still had a way to go. Its sheer weight made her smile and lust for more.

Now she turned to Spencer and began to melt at his stunning good looks. She lusted, hungered for his muscled body. Slightly shorter than Marcus, but no less impressive. His cologne amplified his animal aura. She kissed him gently and took hold of his cock with her right hand. She smiled and instinctively licked her lips. His cock was just as long but not as thick as Marcus’s. Its weight was impressive. She couldn't wait to have his cock slip balls deep inside her.

Catherine stood there, stroking both cocks in sync as she alternated kissing Marcus, then Spencer, then back to Marcus. The excitement within her was building, the heat intensifying. Her juices were flowing, and her desire to be taken was raw.

The cocks were now at full length. Catherine half-stepped back, keeping hold of them and admiring both. She let them go, but both held their position. She couldn’t wait to have both of them inside her.

Catherine took a further step back and looked at both of them. Their bodies, their smiles, and their cocks. She untied the waist belt of her overcoat and slowly unbuttoned it. She let it fall to the floor, revealing she was just as naked as they were. Marcus’s eyes widened while Spencer’s mouth was agape. His cock started leaking precum.

“Do you like what you see, gentlemen?” Catherine asked.

Spencer nodded in affirmation. Marcus just smiled.

Catherine kicked off her shoes and dropped to her knees in front of her studs. Taking a cock in either hand, she breathed in their manliness. Taking in their aroma.

Catherine went to Spencer’s cock first. She looked at it intently, admiring its size. She pulled back his foreskin and licked the pre-cum from the tip. Spencer moaned in pleasure as she licked the entire length of his shaft. The heat coming from his cock was alluring, and it tasted divine.

She stroked him a few times and wrapped her lips around it. She took the head in her mouth and swirled her tongue around and around. The sweetness of his precum flooded her mouth. She took hold of his balls. The skin was soft and shaved smooth, as was his cock.

She swallowed his cock, easily passing her throat and feeding him balls deep into her mouth. His balls were heavy with cum, and she wanted every drop. She worked Spencer’s cock with the passion of a sex-starved woman. She wasn’t just sucking his cock; he was fucking her throat.

Catherine reached up and took Marcus’ cock in her left hand, stroked it a few times, then gave it the attention it deserved. She knew Marcus well and started biting his cock from the base forward. She looked up and saw him throw his head back. She looked at Spencer and smiled as she got lost in his eyes.

She kept biting his cock until she got to the head, then speared herself, ramming his cock deep down her throat. It took Marcus's breath deep as it took him by surprise. He wasn’t totally hard when she swallowed him, but she loved how it got bigger and harder by her touch.

“Good Lord, Catherine,” Marcus panted, “you take my breath away.”

Catherine had amazed herself at how easily she was deep-throating both of these massive cocks. She felt so naughty, so dirty. Dare she even say 'whorish'? It was a dirty term, and she loved wearing it.

Spencer watched in amazement at how this delicate flower, this beautiful woman, was hungry for both of them. She possessed a libido that could not be satisfied and generated a heat that fed both him and Marcus.

He looked at his cock and loved how the snow-white skin of her manicured fingers wrapped around his jet-black shaft. Marcus was right. Tonight was all about Catherine. She was someone to be cherished, not trashed. She was a delicate flower, a rose. But as delicate as the rose is, the rosebush can take a beating.

Spencer was transfixed as Catherine’s throat expanded and contracted with Marcus’ cock. When she was doing the same to him, she edged him perfectly. Short enough to stop him from cumming and long enough to keep him interested.

He wanted to pay back the favor, but he was uncertain of the rules of engagement. She did take the lead, but when does that lead stop? He was torn. The last thing he wanted was to not be invited back.

Spencer took Catherine’s hand and released his cock. He knelt and kissed her hand like a knight of the realm meeting his fair maiden. He continued his kisses up her arm while guiding her hand onto Marcus’ cock.

He moved behind Catherine, kissing her neck and shoulders. He ran his hands gently down her sides, and she responded with gentle moans. Goosebumps appeared wherever he touched her, and her breathing quickened.

He cupped her breasts in his hands. They were full and hung perfectly, and her nipples were firm. Spencer pinched her nipples with care, and she moaned loudly. She was on the precipice.

Spencer moved to her left side, massaging her breasts with his left hand while tickling her arsehole with his right. His cock was hanging low and pressed against her left thigh, painting it with precum. He watched as she continued to devour Marcus’ cock. It was something to behold. Pure perfection.

Spencer moved his left hand down to her pussy. The heat coming from it was unbelievable. Her folds easily surrendered to Spencer's touch. She was so unbelievably wet that his fingers easily probed her insides. She moaned with each finger he inserted. Her asshole was also surrendering to Spencer’s touch.

Spencer leaned forward, taking her nipple in his mouth. She started to moan and pant as he tickled her clit with his left hand and fingered her pussy from behind with his right. Once his fingers were well lubed by her pussy juice, he returned to her asshole, getting it good and slippery.

Catherine started to squirm from the attention on her clit and pushed her ass out, encouraging him to pierce her. As he slid his middle finger deep into her ass, she moaned deep and loud. She turned to Spencer and just gave him a look of approval, still working Marcus’ cock without skipping a beat.

Spencer wanted to edge Catherine just like she edged him, moving from tickling her clit to fingering her deep, whilst stretching her asshole with one, then two, now three fingers. Catherine responded by rocking her hips back and forth. Back to get Spencer’s fingers deeper in her ass and forward to get them deeper in her pussy.

This, however, wasn’t enough for Catherine. She reached down, grabbing Spencer’s rock-hard cock, and led him back, guiding him to her asshole. She spread her knees to accommodate him behind her, and Spencer lifted Catherine’s ass to give him more room. Catherine lifted herself more upright while pushing her ass out.

Spencer’s cock was well lubed with precum, but he reached forward and covered his hand with pussy juice, rubbing it all over his shaft. She grabbed his cock again so she could guide him in, and when his cockhead was punching her asshole, Catherine slowly lowered herself onto his cock.

“Aarrgghhuummppff,” Catherine screamed as she impaled herself on Spencer, his mighty sword spearing her ass, all with Marcus deep down her throat.

Catherine shook with pleasure, not an orgasm, but shook with pleasure. She had never experienced anything like this before. She was in the stratosphere of ecstasy, and she never wanted to come down.

Slowly, she had Spencer’s full length in her ass. Now she was feverishly working Marcus’ cock while Spencer was back tickling her clit. Catherine was not far away from the mother of all orgasms.

Spencer held himself deep in Catherine for a short time, then slowly started to withdraw. When he got to half length, he pushed back in slowly. Her ass was nice and tight. It didn’t feel like she’d been fucked in the ass before, but she took it deep like a seasoned veteran.

Spencer picked up the pace. He was withdrawing full length and returning balls deep. Catherine was rocking her hips to the same rhythm. On occasion, he withdrew completely, bringing an immediate grunt of complaint from Catherine.

Marcus had dropped to his knees, improving the angle of Spencer’s cock in her ass. It gave Spencer more leverage to give Catherine the pounding she wanted. The slap of skin on skin with the slurping of cock in mouth was too much for Catherine. The heat within her was intense as her asshole was gripping down on Spencer’s cock.

She pulled Marcus’ cock out of her mouth and screamed,

“God yes, fuck me in the ass, don’t you fucking stop, fuck me in the ass. Give me your cocks and fuck me!”

Spencer’s hips were moving like a steam train, and Catherine put the head of Marcus’ cock in her mouth. She wanted to taste every drop of his sweet cum rather than have it shot right down her throat.

Just then, Spencer thrust forward, giving Catherine his full length. His cock exploded deep in her ass, shooting stream after stream of hot sticky cum inside her.

When Catherine felt the first stream of cum hit her insides, it triggered an avalanche of convulsions deep in Catherine. She bucked and convulsed and spasmed as she shot streams of juice from her pussy onto Spencer and into the carpet. It was the most intense orgasm she’d ever had and sapped her body of its energy.

Marcus, not wanting to miss out, grabbed the base of his cock and shot great wads of sweet sticky cum into Catherine’s mouth. She moaned with pleasure when he came, and she savored his taste. She swallowed what she could. Some escaped and sprayed her breasts, and some went into her hair. She could not have cared less. Her body glistened from sweat, cum, and pussy juice. All three were panting as their bodies glistened in the light of the room.

Catherine and Spencer collapsed onto the floor. Spencer is still deep in her ass. Marcus pointed his cock to Catherine’s face. She dutifully licked and sucked his cock squeaky clean, then basked in the afterglow.

Spencer removed himself from Catherine, and cum immediately started leaking from her now stretched asshole. She reached back and swept up a fingerful of cum, bringing it to her mouth.

“Hmm,” she said, then looked wickedly at Spencer. “I hope you have more where that came from.”

“All I have is yours for the taking, baby. Yours and only yours,” Spencer replied as he kissed her deeply.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

“Pizza is here,” announced Marcus, who began wrapping himself with a towel.

“No,” Catherine said, “Let me get it.”

She snatched the cash from Marcus and walked stark naked, covered in sweat and cum, to the front door. Catherine was not shy about it either. She opened the door fully and stood in full view of a now very happy teenager.

She closed the door with her foot and put the pizzas on the table.

“I feel so alive right now, I could just scream!” Catherine buzzed.

~oOo~

Catherine slipped into the shower to freshen up after a short pizza intermission. Marcus and Spencer were seated on the sofa, Spencer still trying to elicit as much about Catherine as he could.

“What’s the deal with her marriage?” asked Spencer.

“No deal, really,” replied Marcus, “they met in college and married young. They have 3 sons. One is married and lives in London, the second is an M.D. in the Army, and the third is in his second year of law.”

“Phillip must not ring her bell,” Spencer said.

“She says he does,” Marcus added. “I’m not sure about now. She loves big cocks, and Phillip falls short. I think we may have ruined her for him.”

Catherine appeared from the bathroom and looked at Marcus and Spencer on the couch. She knelt before them and grabbed their cocks.

“If I’m honest,” she said, “if I wasn't ruined for Phillip before, I certainly am now.”

She then put Spencer’s cock in her mouth.

“How do you feel about that?” asked Marcus.

“Hmmm,” she mumbled with Spencer’s cock still in her mouth, “I cannot say that I’m at all disappointed about it.”

She licked Spencer’s cock like an ice cream and continued,

“For the last few years, I haven’t been more than just arm candy. I didn’t mind, but I wanted more. I have always loved sex. The more I fuck, the happier I am.”

“Was tonight the first time you had anal?” asked Spencer.

“No,” Catherine replied.

“I was in college and had a short fling with a jock. He was cute and sincere, but we didn’t click. He took my anal cherry. Sorry, Spencer,” she winked at him, then took his cock in one gulp right to the base.

“Fuck me,” Spencer exclaimed, “that took me by surprise.”

Catherine held it down her throat for an eternity. She had become a real sword swallower.

“Aarrgghh,” she exclaimed as she released his cock and gulped down air.

“Deep throat,” she said, “now that is something new. Phillip's cock is only 7½ inches, and it never bothered my throat.”

“You can thank me for that!” Marcus chimed in, the broadest smile on his face.

Catherine laughed and smiled back.

“That’s for sure,” Catherine added as she got up and straddled Marcus on the couch, grinding her pussy on his cock.

“And I won’t look back.”

Catherine put her elbows on his shoulders and kissed him deeply. She rocked her hips, striking life into Marcus’ member before she decided to get hands-on.

It wasn’t long before Marcus was at full glory. Catherine tilted her hips and guided his head to her opening, and just like before, she slowly impaled herself.

“Yeah, baby,” she cooed, “fuck me. Smash my pussy. Make me moan and scream. Then give me every drop of your seed.”

Marcus increased the cadence, and Catherine bounced on his cock. Her breasts bounced as well before she cupped them in her hands.

“Marcus,” Catherine panted, “you really push my buttons. The heat is building in me.”

“I can’t get enough of you,” Marcus panted as he forced his cock deeper inside Catherine. “It must be your sparkling personality.”

Catherine chuckled.

“I don’t care what it is, just as long as you paint my insides with your sweet, sticky cum.” She then buried her tongue in Marcus’ mouth.

Spencer was sitting back, stroking his cock and catching the live show before him.

“Comfy, sweetheart?” asked Catherine as she rocked on Marcus’ cock.

Spencer smiled.

“I’m just basking in the glow of your radiant beauty,” Spencer said.

“Aren’t you just gorgeous?” Catherine chimed, “but I am starved of attention.”

Catherine leaned over and kissed Spencer deeply. After which Spencer got up and positioned himself behind Catherine. He kissed her neck and shoulders softly as Catherine cooed and held her ass out.

Spencer rimmed Catherine while reaching forward and tickling her clit. She went into raptures again as Spencer used her pussy juice to lube up her arsehole and his cock.

He punched her arsehole with his cock before he broke through.

“Ahh yeees,” Catherine sighed, “now this is new!”

Catherine rocked in sync with Marcus and Spencer. She had never been double penetrated before, and this was wild. Her nipples stood outward, and lightning bolts passed through her body.

“My god,” Catherine screamed, “I love this. Two big black cocks just for me. One in my pussy and one in my ass. I so need one for my mouth now!”

Catherine increased speed. She could feel the heat rising, and another mind-blowing orgasm was near. Marcus just loved being inside Catherine, while Sencer was just in awe of her.

“Don’t stop, boys, I’m cumming. Please don’t fucking stop.” Catherine begged.

Marcus felt her pussy grip his cock, and Spencer kept pumping away at her asshole.

Catherine bucked and screamed as she came again. Spasms surging through her body, sweat running down her back. Convulsions rocked her to her core.

Marcus and Spencer still had plenty in them and saw no reason to stop. Spencer kept hammering her arse while Marcus was tearing through her pussy.

Catherine was in another realm of ecstasy. She closed her eyes and smiled as these two magnificent beasts were giving her what she demanded. She was being fucked into a ragdoll.

Almost simultaneously, Marcus and Spencer both unloaded deep into their respective holes. Catherine felt the cum shoot into her from both sides. She grabbed her clit and beat on it furiously. Pussy juice was flying, and just as she hoped, she triggered another mind-blowing orgasm.

Catherine fell onto Marcus and curled into him. Spencer leaned forward, kissing Catherine’s back and shoulders. All were panting like marathon runners. Sex and sin filled the air, and all of it was for Catherine.

 ~oOo~

It was a little after 3 am when Catherine finally returned home. She was spent. She ached but in a good way. Her legs were weak, her pussy was sore, and her ass was worse, but if she had to change anything about today, she would have made it longer. Wild horses could not drag the smile from her face or stop her from doing it again.

She showered with Marcus and Spencer before leaving. The warm water washed the sight and smell of sweat, cum, and pussy juice from her skin, but not her enthusiasm, passion, and yes, even love for Marcus and now Spencer.

They did exactly as she asked. They turned her into a ragdoll. Her pussy was red raw from being relentlessly fucked. They even tried a double vaginal fuck, but Catherine simply couldn’t accommodate. The feature event of the evening, apart from a standing double penetration, was Catherine squeezing both cocks into her mouth for a double blowjob, then getting blasted in the face with streams of cum.

Threesome, double penetration, double blowjob, cum facial—Catherine kept notching up first after first.

She walked to the top of the stairs and heard Phillip gently breathing in the darkness. She put her head in her hands and leaned against the wall. Phillip has always been her rock, her lover, and her friend. The reliable port in a storm. The father of her children. She felt sorry for betraying him, but not guilty. She considered ending it with Marcus on a few occasions, but her burning desire for raw, unbridled sex, along with his animal magnetism, always had her slipping into his arms and onto his cock.

She was torn between her husband, and now, her lovers. Despite her analysis, she always came to the same conclusion. She wouldn’t change a thing.

Catherine walked back downstairs and went to sleep on the sofa.

Upstairs, Phillip noted the time his wife returned and went back to sleep.

© MMXXVI Oddjobber.