Impressing the Clients

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Paula's POV

I woke up feeling wet down there. Maybe I was dreaming that one of the twins were eating me out. And when I looked down, I saw a very naked Marco attached to my moist folds. It seemed my reality was a lot better than my dream after all. When did I ever get so lucky that a man so handsome was eating me out.

"Good morning, love," he greeted me against my clit. A very good morning.

And just like Mason, he fucked me senseless. They were clearly both dominants.

I've been with other men before when I was single, some of them tried to exude dominance in bed but it didn't just felt 'mind blowing'. It felt forced and unnatural. I thought that maybe I wasn't into rough stuff. And when I met Ian, everything was sweet, calm and 'vanilla', as you may say. And I liked it very much. I didn't felt it lacking.

But these beasts, damn. These beasts showed me rough and I fucking loved it. Every bit of it. I loved every dirty word, every slap, every choke, every bite, every force they inflicted on my body. How sick am I?

Even my pussy was pulsating and throbbing, loving every bit of them.

I got up from my forward bending position at the edge of the bed. Marco went in and out of the bathroom to get a towel and clean us both up. As he wiped me, he planted kissed along my body. And felt so fucking good.

"Now, I'm hungry for some real breakfast," he said as he kissed my lips. He dragged me out of the room, "woah, woah!" I stopped us. He turned back to me and looked confused. "Marco, we're still naked," I stated.

He eyed me up and down my naked body and said, "I know, so what? We're all alone here." He came closer to me and wrapped his arms around me, his hands reaching for my ass. "Are you gonna have trouble keeping your hands to yourself? 'Cause I won't mind," he smirked at me and bit my lip. Fuck, he's so hot. We barely made it to the stairs, I was turned on again.

"Feed me with food, first," I whispered against his fucking delicious lips as I guided his hand to my pussy, letting him cup me, "only then, I'll let you do whatever you want."

His eyes darkened as he heard me. "Careful, Paula," he slid one finger inside me, "you're playing with fire." I moaned as he pushed deep inside me. Just as I coated his finger, he pulled it out and put his wet finger into my mouth. I sucked it, tasting myself. He watched me intensely as I sucked his finger. He replaced his finger with his mouth and open mouthed kissed me. We shared the taste of my wetness.

He pulled back and said, "let's eat before I change my mind." We walked naked down to the dining.

The table was filled with fruits and some usual breakfast foods. I felt so hungry from all the sex since last night. I ate as much as I can and I saw Marco looking at me smiling villainously.

"What?" I asked him. "I just can't believe I fucked you finally," he answered as he bit his apple. "Well, last night I decided that I don't want to deny myself from both of you. I like you both. This is just a three-day fling. I just have to figure out how will I live with the guilt when I get back to Canada," I shrugged as I ate my breakfast. He just watched me.

He stood up and came to me. "What?" I looked at him and asked. He grabbed me, lifting me from my seat, "then I won't fucking waste our time," then he put me on his shoulders. "I'm not done eating, asshole," I punch his back but he didn't budge an inch.

He walked us to the sunken sitting area and threw me to the couch. He pinned me down and kissed me hard. "I want to send you back to your boyfriend completely broken," he briefly said and came back to kissing me. I moaned against his lips. He reached for my pussy and slid two fingers inside while his lips went down to my neck, sucking hard at my skin. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard, you'll miss me when you are with your fucking boyfriend," he whispered against my neck then bit it. "Ahh! Marco!" I exclaimed.

"That's not how you call me right now, love," he warned me as his teeth grazed my nipple. "Sorry, sir," I breathed out. He continued to move his fingers roughly in and out of me. I laid there at his mercy, screaming profanities as my high started to build up.

Just before I climaxed, he withdrew his fingers, "no yet, Paula." He lifted me up from the couch. He slouched down the couch and put me on his lap, legs on either side of him. "Ride me, show me how you fucking love my cock," he commanded as he put me just at the tip of his cock.

I obeyed without another thought, I slid down his shaft slowly, "oh, my god," I hissed as I slowly filled myself with his cock. He groaned and grabbed my hips hard, "so damn good."

I raised and dipped my hips slowly, adding a little roll to my movements. He seemed to love it because his fingers started to dig down my hips. Pain and pleasure coursed me. "That's it, Paula," he said, "show me how much you want it," his demand ignited my desire. A desire to please him and make him cum.

"Yes, sir," I said as I picked up my speed. I leaned forward to kiss him, bounced my ass and rammed him into me. "I want you so bad, sir," I whispered against our tongues. He pulled my hair and leaned my face to the side. "How much do you want it, Paula?" His other hand started to guide me roughly.

"I want you so fucking bad, sir! Oh, god!" I screamed in pleasure as he thrusted his hips upward to meet me as I dropped down on him. He started to hold me in place and he thrusted himself into me roughly. "This fucking pussy is mine, Paula," he said in gritted teeth. His force and speed increased. My eyes rolled back in ecstasy and my breasts bounced with me.

My head fell back and chanted, "yes, I'm fucking yours sir! I'm yours anytime you fucking want!" My orgasm brimming to burst.

You fucking slut, Paula. I cheered myself internally.

"I'm gonna fucking fill you," he grunted, "my little fuckdoll." He continued to fuck my brains out, I screamed, "yes please!" I came hard. My juices coated his cock and spilled down his cock.

Just as I creamed him, he burst his cum inside of me and continued to thrust slowly milking all of himself into me. "Hell, that was incredible," I said as I leaned down closer to him and kissed him. "Fucking incredible," he mumbled. A few more seconds, he pulled out.

And even before we can both recover from our position, "beautiful show," Mason was leaning at the front door. I blushed in embarrassment, looked away and got up. "Thanks, man," the ever-so-confident Marco just stayed at the couch and turned the TV on.

I went for the bathroom and took a quick shower. I felt so fucking dirty but it felt so fucking good. I felt no shame that I fucked them both. No shame in knowing what you want, right?

I dried myself and went out naked. Both the twins looking at me dangerously, their eyes followed down the water droplets from hair, going down my body. I walked towards the stairs and up to our room.

I put on some simple white bikini to meet my friends by the beach.

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Author's Note:

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