Yes

I scrunched my eyes slightly in thought as I considered his offer, it certainly wasn't the worst one. Being the personal assistant of a world famous, award winning psychologist was already a prize in itself, and with a cock like his? It was practically a slam dunk. Still, something was holding me back. Maybe it was Jake, maybe it was the fact that I hadn't really earned the position, well, not in an academic sense at least.

In the end, what made the deal was what Dr. Grey had said as he looked at me. Even though he could've tried to convince me, he instead left it up to me, and said that it was okay to reject the offer, an offer most would kill for. I realized that if he wanted to, he could practically make me do anything, yet instead, he let me decide. In a way, the freedom to choose felt almost empowering. All my life, I had been pigeonholed into doing what others had told me to do and not being able to choose what I wanted to do. Now, it felt like a whole new world had opened up to me. I didn't have to be his dirty little whore, but I could choose to. In the end, that's what made me nod slowly, before leaning forward to kiss him, this time with a newfound passion as I climbed on top of him, my ass grinding against his cotton shorts. He moaned into my lips as his fingers ran through my hair, his palm cradling the back of my head as he kissed me back. "That's my girl!" June cheered as she moved up to give my ass a squeeze, adjusting herself so that she was on her knees.

He pulled away for a second upon hearing June's words, and gazed deeply into my eyes as his nose nuzzled against the side of my own. Then, his head slowly turned to June. "No," He said softly, a tremor in his voice as he reached up to cup her throat, his fingers curling to firmly squeeze and **** her. June's eyes went wide, but she tilted her chin up slightly to expose more of her throat as she let out a breathless moan. "That's my girl," He continued, staring into her eyes. "Just as _you _are." At that, she leaned forward and into his hand, reaching up to lay her own atop it. Her body trembled as he gripped tighter. "You're both my, girls, my dirty little whores. You can fuck whoever you want, but at the end of the day, you both belong to me. Is that clear?"

I feel like this question was directed mostly towards me, and the look in his face as he turned to face me confirmed it. I bit my lip and nod after a second, and he turned to face June once again. June whimpered softly, now leaning fully into his hand. "Yes, daddy," she replied, her voice soft and sweet, but weakened by the lack of oxygen. I watched as he leaned in to brush his lips against hers in a tender kiss which she eagerly returned while I grinded against him, my pussy growing wetter and wetter as his cock started to harden and rub up against my cunt. After several seconds, he released her, and she began to roughly pant in an attempt to regain her breath.

I didn't stop grinding though, my hips rolling as his hands ran down my body to give my ass a tight squeeze. "Yeah, do you like that, daddy, your barely legal slut grinding against your cock?" I said, placing my hands on his chest as his cock pressed up against my pussy.

"Dirty talk, you're learning." He said with an amused grin, causing me to giggle. "Fuck, that's hot, two barely legal sluts begging for my cock." Dr. Grey smacked my ass and groped my ass possessively, before pulling his hands away, a michevious gleam in his eyes. I watched as he gripped the fabric of my crop top in both of his hands and yanked at it violently, causing a several inch long tear to rip down the center. One more little jerk at the already ripped fabric tore through it fully and he pushed both halves of the garment aside and let it fall down over my shoulders. "There, much better."

"Aren't her tits perfect, Daddy?" June called out from beside us, drawing a quiet groan from him in response. I moaned softly as his fingers caressed over my sweet caramel flesh, applying a light pressure as he began to massage and knead them. "Every bit of her is perfect," He whispered softly, teeth nipping at my neck.

I gasped as his arms wrapped loosely around my torso and guided me to lean back. At the same time, his head lowered toward me, just far enough to nuzzle his nose just over the valley between my breasts. "Why do you think you're both here? You're both gorgeous, and I've wanted you since the minute you first stepped foot in my class." I moaned as soft little kisses and licks trailed over the curve of my right breast, his tongue extended as he drew closer to the center, slowly dragging his tongue in a circle around my areola while my palm wrapped around the back of his head. "And now you're mine." Warm breath washed over the damp skin just before his lips spread around it. His tongue continued to lap at my flesh, fluttering back and forth over my nipple. I gasped as he began to suckle sweetly, drawing it into his mouth in slow, gentle pulses. One arm unwrapped from around me, reaching to grab June by the hair and **** her head down as hers withdrew. She let out a startled gasp as her face smacked against my tit, but quickly got the message as he moved to focus on the other. June reached out to take his hand, and I watched both of their fingers lace together as they looked into each other's eyes while they nursed at my chest. Licking, suckling and gently nipping my breasts.

"God, you both feel so fucking good." I whimpered with a soft gasp as I grinded against his dick. I moaned again as her mouth pulled from my breast with a loud pop, and she gave a teasing little lick to my tender nipple. I watched him give her hand a little squeeze and lean in to kiss her as both of them pressed a cheek against my chest and extended their tongues, both targeting the same nipple. Licking and brushing against it from both sides as they teased me and each other. After a few seconds, they pulled away from my chest and kissed each other, saliva dripping down onto my flesh, before they both targeted the same nipple again with a newfound intensity.

"Fuck, I love both of your lips wrapped around my nipples, suck on them just like that." I moaned, gyrating my hips as my hand reached up to push both of their heads down onto my breasts. I gasped as June nipped my tit, before breaking out into a small giggle. "Fucking hell, 24 hours ago, I was worried about what my grade would be in your class, Dr. Grey," I said with a shaky moan. "And now, I'm grinding against your cock while my best friend sucks my nipple. Gosh, I've really turned into a slut, haven't I?"

My words seemed to make him thrust and grind against me even more fervently. "Right now, you should be more worried about what your grade will be in my bed, Isha." He laughed while pulling away, "And yes, you have turned into a naughty little slut." I gasped as he slipped his hand beneath my skirt and grabbed a handful of my ass, giving it another generous squeeze.

I whimpered as I slowed down the motion of my hips and clenched my thighs, squeezing his cock between them, "Fuck, daddy, you've managed to convert me into your own personal Indian whore." Fuck, he hadn't even fucked me yet, and I was already having more fun than I had ever had with Jake.

"You are my own personal Indian whore. And I'm going to fuck you like one before the night's over." June whimpered at that, her hand joining his on my ass. I bit back another moan as both of them gripped and spread my cheeks as he slid one finger over to her hand to coax her own to follow. A few seconds later, each of them had a single digit teasing at my tight little asshole. Rubbing, nudging and massaging that ring of muscle, but not yet daring to enter me. The teasing was enough to make me cry out softly. "We didn't make you cum earlier, did we, baby?" He asked before he lifted his head and moved to rest just inches from mine.

"No, you didn't, daddy." I whispered as both fingers teased my tight little hole, my body squirming under their touch. I gasped as June nuzzled into my neck and nipped me softly, her teeth biting into me before she kissed over the wound.

"Well, let's fix that." He said, as he moved to stand. Both arms slid beneath me to support my weight, keeping me held against his chest. June nodded enthusiastically as she rose to her feet and followed as he carried me down the hall and up the stairs, down another hall and through the door to the master bedroom.