Temptation Haven: Dirty Little Secrets

A Dream Come True

“Oh my God… yes… f**k me harder, Master!” she cried.

“You’re such a pathetic cumslut,” he growled, pounding her even faster. “Cumming already on another woman’s husband’s c**k? Disgusting. I should have bent you over my desk weeks ago and used this hole every single day.”

Lily came hard, her p***y gushing around him as her whole body shook. Damien groaned but didn’t slow down. He suddenly pulled out, flipped her onto her side, and slammed back inside her from behind.

“Ahhh!” she screamed, gripping the sheets as he destroyed her. Her creamy juices coated his c**k every time he pulled out and rammed back in.

“Listen to how wet this w***e p***y is,” he taunted, spanking her ass hard. “You love getting f****d like a dirty rag, don’t you?”

He pulled out again, stood up, and lifted her effortlessly. He held her in the air, legs spread wide, and impaled her back down onto his c**k. Lily screamed, clinging to his neck as he bounced her up and down like a fucktoy.

“Isn’t this what you wanted, you little c**k-hungry b***h?” he growled, thrusting up into her mercilessly. “My fat married d**k rearranging your insides while my wife is downstairs?”

“Yes, Master! Yes!” she moaned, lost in pleasure.

In the middle of her ecstasy, she didn’t hear the door open. Damien glanced toward it and a wicked smile spread across his face as he saw his best friend standing there, watching him f**k his secretary senseless.

“Well, well, well. What do we have here?” Vance drawled from the doorway, his voice dripping with dark amusement as he watched Lily getting railed in the air on Damien’s c**k.

Lily’s eyes flew to his, wide with shock. “It’s not… it’s not what it looks like,” she moaned brokenly as Damien kept bouncing her hard, knocking the breath out of her. “We’re just… talking about schedules, sir!”

Vance smirked, stepping inside and locking the door. “Really? Then why don’t I join this little ‘schedule talk’?” He stripped quickly, his thick c**k already hard and ready.

“Damn, Damien, you sharp-shooting bastard. I’ve only been f*****g my secretary for three weeks and you’re already balls-deep in her?”

Damien grinned, still thrusting up into her. “What can I say? This greedy little slut saw me wrecking my wife and couldn’t keep her eyes off my c**k. Practically begged for it.”

Vance’s gaze locked on Lily’s bouncing ass. He spanked her hard, making her scream. He kept spanking her again and again until her cheeks glowed bright red, then kissed the stinging skin before landing one final brutal smack.

He brushed her hair aside and growled in her ear, “We’re both going to f**k you now, you dirty little office whore.”

He grabbed lube, slicked his massive c**k, and pressed against her tight asshole. Lily panicked. “I’ve never had anything that big back there! Please!”

“Shut the f**k up, b***h,” Damien snapped, gripping her thighs tighter. “Stop whining and take it like the cumslut you are.”

Vance leaned in. “Scared of a little d**k in your ass? Keep resisting and I’ll call five more guys in here to ruin every single hole. Relax that greedy ass right now.”

Lily forced herself to relax. Vance slammed all the way in with one savage thrust.

“Ahhh!” she screamed as both men filled her completely.

“Goddamn, this ass is f*****g tight,” Vance groaned. “Feels like it might snap my c**k off. Relax, you filthy slut. You’re going to love getting both holes stuffed like a cheap fucktoy.”

They started moving, slow at first, then harder and faster, pounding her mercilessly from both ends.

“f**k, I’ve always wanted to destroy this tight ass,” Vance growled. “You’re squeezing me so f*****g hard, you greedy bitch.”

“You’re such a pathetic c**k-hungry w***e,” Damien taunted. “Getting your p***y and ass ruined by two married men at a birthday party. Does that make your slutty cunt drip even more?”

After several minutes of brutal thrusting, Vance pulled out of her ass. “I want her mouth now.”

They put Lily on all fours. Vance knelt in front of her and rubbed his c**k, still slick from her ass, across her lips. “Open wide, b***h. Clean your ass off my dick.”

He grabbed her hair and shoved deep into her throat while Damien rammed back into her soaked p***y from behind, nails digging into her hips.

While they used her, the two men kept talking.

Damien groaned. “My wife is for the streets anyway. She’s been f*****g the neighbors, even f****d the neighbor’s wife. The w***e can’t get enough.”

Vance laughed darkly, thrusting into Lily’s mouth. “Maybe one of these days I should f**k her myself. Teach the b***h some lessons since you clearly can’t train your wife properly.”

Damien’s eyes flashed with anger. He slammed into Lily’s p***y with renewed force, making her scream around Vance’s c**k. “Watch your mouth. She’s still my wife.”

Vance smirked, still face-f*****g her. “Somebody’s getting upset now.”

Lily finally pulled her mouth off Vance’s c**k just enough to gasp, “Can both of you just shut the f**k up and f**k me?! I’m tired of your f*****g bickering!”

Both men chuckled darkly.

“As you wish, you greedy little cumdump,” Vance said, shoving his c**k back down her throat.

Damien gripped her waist harder and started pounding her cunt mercilessly. “That’s right. This is what you wanted. Two c***s stretching your holes while we use you like a dirty rag.”

Lily moaned and gagged, her body shaking as another orgasm ripped through her. Her juices dripped down Damien’s balls while both men f****d her without mercy, her holes stretched wide and filled completely.

“Ah, f**k, I’m so close,” Damien groaned, his hips slamming into her faster and harder.

Vance matched his pace, pounding her throat relentlessly while his hands wrapped tightly around her neck. Lily’s face turned deep red, eyes watering as she choked and gagged around his thick c**k, her body shaking violently between them.

Both men suddenly pulled out, stroking themselves furiously.

“Take our c*m, you filthy little cumslut,” Vance growled.

Thick ropes of hot c*m erupted across her body. Vance painted her face, hair, and shoulders with heavy spurts while Damien covered her ass and back in sticky white streaks. Lily was drenched, completely marked and used, c*m dripping down her skin.

Damien heaved, running a hand through his hair. “f**k… I made a real mess of her.”

Vance stepped back and admired the sight of Lily on all fours, covered in their loads, legs trembling and breathing ragged. A satisfied smirk crossed his face. “Now she can clean herself up.”

He walked casually to the bathroom, cleaned up, and left the room without another word. Damien followed shortly after, also leaving her there without looking back.

Lily stayed on the floor for several long minutes, utterly spent, body aching deliciously, covered in their c*m.

This was everything she had secretly fantasized about, being used like a dirty little w***e by two powerful, dominant men. She had never imagined she would end up getting f****d senseless by both Mr. Ashford and Mr. Brandon on the same night.

A dream come true indeed.

After catching her breath, she finally pushed herself up on shaky legs and cleaned up.