A game of dice

Not without ****, you push the two girls away from your cock. They kneel before you, compliant, awaiting your desires.

"Stand by the couch," you say and they obey. You follow them, your stiff cock bobbing in front of you, a washable ink marker in your hand. Taking Amanda first you write the numbers one and two on her throat, three and four above her pussy, and five and six on her ass. She looks at you with confusion but you draw them both to you and kiss them in turn, their hot little mouths seeking to please you, their soft little hands stroking your cock.

Meghan moans softly into your mouth as you kiss her, murmuring a whispered "Thank you, Sir," as you part. Amanda traces finger over your lips, grinning lewdly at you.

"I want your cock, Boss," she murmurs.

"You're going to have pussy before you have cock," you tell her, making her lie on the couch. She spreads her legs and rubs her hands over her breasts and thighs, squirming, staring at you with wanton abandon.

"Get down there and eat her cunt," you tell Meghan, "Eat it while she eats you. I want to watch you two fuck each other with your mouths." You kiss your secretary again and she responds with eagerness, but you push her down on her friend, arranging them so they are both pussy to mouth. Unsurprisingly, Amanda takes to it with greedy enthusiasm, spreading the red head's thighs and lapping at her pussy. Meghan groans, grinding herself against Amanda's mouth, then dipping her head to tongue the raven haired girl's slit. You stroke your secretary's back, encouraging her.

Very soon they are both gasping and slurping, nibbling at each others' swollen pussy lips, sucking each other's clits, probing with their fingers. It's a beautiful scene, the two petite beauties wrapped in each other, and you take a few moments to enjoy the spectacle, stroking your cock as you watch.

"Sweet, sweet pussy," Amanda moans, hungrily lapping at your secretary's flowering pussy. Her tongue probes deep into the red head, flickering over her clit, her fingers probing. At the other end, Meghan is sucking hard at Amanda's clit, her face shiny from the pussy juices running from the eager girl beneath her.

You go back to your desk and return with a bottle of lube and an oversized foam die, placing them within easy reach on the coffee table. You roll the girls onto their sides, Amanda's back facing you. They hardly notice, so immersed are they in each other's cunts. You remove the rest of your clothing, draping your shirt and tie over a nearby chair. You squat beside the couch and stroke Amanda's back, squeezing her firm ass cheeks.

You roll the die on the coffee table, turning up a two. As good a way as any to start you think, and kneel on the couch, seizing a handful of Amanda's black hair and pulling it away from Meghan's swollen cunt. She looks up at you with a look of lust-addled surprise and you thrust your cock towards her glistening lips. She opens greedily, sucking and licking at your cock, her eyes looking up at you gratefully,

"Ohhhh, don't stop licking me," Meghan moans, rocking her pussy, seeking her friend's pleasuring tongue.

"She's busy with my cock, wench," you tell her thrusting into Amanda's eager suckmouth. "Take it deeper," you encourage the black haired slut, and she tries to comply, pushing her mouth down on your cock, your cock touching the back of her throat, making her gag. You withdraw to let her breathe, then thrust again, exulting in the feel of her mouth and tongue.

You roll the die again, this time a three, and pull away from Amanda's disappointed mouth, pushing her head back into Meghan's cunt.

"Time to change holes," you say as you kneel behind Amanda's ass, rubbing your cock against her, sliding towards her pussy which is still being lapped by your secretary. "I'm going to use this for a while," you groan, pushing your cock slowly into the black haired girl's tight wet cunt.

"Ohhhh Fuck Yes!" Amanda cries, momentarily abandoning Meghan's pussy in her joy. "That's what I love, fuck me, fuck me, fuck my tight cunt, Fuck Me Hard!" You push her head back into the red head's dripping pussy as you thrust into her. Meghan licks at your shaft as it penetrates her friend, lapping at your balls as they bobble in front of her

"Will it be my turn next Sir?" Meghan gasps as she slurps at your invading cock. "Will you take me? Use me, fill me, make me?" her eyes plead with you, full of horny anticipation.

"Depends if your numbers come up," you sneer at her showing her the die and seeing understanding dawn in her eyes.

"But I don't have any numbers, you didn't give me any, only Amanda, oh please Sir, give me some numbers," she whines.

For answer you roll the die again, turning up a six. You reach for the lube and pour some of the slick oil into Amanda's crevice, rubbing it into the tight pucker of her ass. You press one finger into her as you continue to fuck her, inspiring her to press back against both invaders.

"Ohhhhh, Yesssss! Ohh Fuck Yes! I'm Gonna Come, I'm Gonna Fuckin' Come!" she wails as her spasms start, squeezing your cock with her wet velvet tunnel of cunt.

As her first shudders subside, you pull out of her, eliciting a low moan of protest, then press the tip of your throbbing cock against her tight little asshole. You push Meghan's face back into the other's pussy.

"Yes, keep licking me baby, lick up my juices, that's so good, OH! Oh My God! What are you Doing?" Amanda squeals in protest as she feels your cock begin to invade her asshole. "Stop! I've never had a man there, you're too big, take it out, Oh GOD, TAKE IT OUT!" she screams as you mercilessly push your cock deeper into her virgin asshole. She tried to pull away, which pushes her sopping cunt tighter against Meghan's lapping mouth.

"Please don't do this! Please take it out! You'll split me in two! I'm begging you, Sir.... Oh Fuck It Hurts! OH FUCK PLEASE STOP!" You ignore her, holding her struggling body as you invade her ass, filling her with your throbbing meat, slowly taking possession of her.

"I've only got about half of it in you," you rasp.

"Oh God, no more, please, no more! Fuck, you're tearing me apart, take it out, I'm begging you!" You push her head back down into Meghan's pussy, who responds by pressing her thighs around the black haired girls head, holding her.

"Sorry Amanda. Your number came up. Here comes the rest of it," you tell her, and with a long steady thrust you bury your cock in her tight asshole. She wails, her voice muffled against Meghan's pussy, and you start to pump in and out of her, your come filled balls slapping against you.

"You're a three way woman now, Amanda," you groan, "All your holes used for fucking. Congratulations, it makes you much more valuable." You slap her ass for emphasis. "You should be thanking me." You're giving her long, hard thrusts now and can hear her muffled whining. You grab a handful of her hair and pull her out of Meghan's pussy so you can hear.

"What's that? More? You're starting to like it, aren't you, Amanda?" You can see Meghan sucking her friend's clit deep into her mouth, her eyes fixed on the shaft of your impaling cock.

"You're so big, you're too big, fuck you're filling me up, tearing me up, you're fucking my ass, you're fucking my ass, you're fucking my ass, you bastard, you bastard, keep fucking my ass, don't stop, fuck my ass, Oh God Keep Fucking My Ass, FUCK, FUCK MY ASS, FUCK ME TO ****, OH FUCK I'M FUCKING COMING, I'M COMING SO FUCKING HARD, OH FUCK DON'T FUCKING STOP," she babbles frantically, her voice rising to a scream as her orgasm takes her, her body straining, stretched tight with the pleasure rolling through her.

"Where should I come?" you say, fighting for control. You roll the die a final time, turning up a two. You're close to bursting when you pull out of Amanda's ass and stand. Grabbing her hair you pull her to your cock, ruthlessly shoving it into her mouth. She's already sucking before she gets it in her, and you quickly explode, flooding her mouth with come, pumping your throbbing meat into her as it empties itself in sweet pulses of spunk.

Finally satiated, you pull out of her, pushing her ravished body back on the couch where she lays gasping, dribbles of come running from her lips. Beside her, Meghan looks up at you expectantly, hopefully.

"Is it my turn now, Sir? Are you going to violate me now? Use me?" She rubs a hand between her swollen pussy lips, anxious lust in her face.

"You haven't earned it wench," you say cruelly. "Get dressed and go home. And don't be late tomorrow." She looks at you with horrified disbelief, sitting up to plead with you.

"But Sir..." she starts, and is silenced by a slap on the cheek. You look at her and gesture to her clothing and she rises, staring at you with trembling face and starts to dress. By the time she's done she's sobbing brokenly, looking at you piteously, waiting for you to relent.

"Not a word, wench. Go home. Don't be late tomorrow." She bites her lips and nods submissively, wiping her eyes as she leaves, shutting the door behind her. Amanda gives a low chuckle, still lying naked, sprawled wantonly on the couch.

"Thought she'd never leave," she smiles lasciviously at you. "You fucked me good, lover. Made me love something I thought I'd hate, but baby you made me come so hard. When do I start being your secretary full time?"