Moving to stand behind the two boys again, Grace motioned Kelly towards Kurt. “Let’s keep up the good work, hmm? Why don’t you help your boss get his head in the game dear.” Reluctantly, Kelly looked up, carefully letting her gaze travel slowly up Kurt’s pants leg, pausing at his knee and going no further as she instead let her eyes slide over to his growing erection. The last thing either of them wanted was to make eye contact.
As Kelly stared at her manager’s semi flaccid member for the first time, she wasn’t sure what to do, how to react. Grace’s impatient, “Well? Get to it already,” prompted Kelly to reach out and gently grip Kurt’s cock with a trembling hand. Kurt’s only reaction was a sharp intake of breath as Kelly’s hand wrapped around him. He was determined not to react, to play dead as best he could. He didn’t want to give Grace the satisfaction of eliciting a reaction out of him. But he couldn’t stop Grace from seeing the muscle twitch along the side of his neck as he struggled inwardly.
Kelly’s mind was racing wildly as she fell into a rhythm of stroking Kurt’s cock. *This can’t be happening*. Sure, she’d had her share of fantasies before but…*Not like this. This is real. It’s really happening. I’m stroking Kurt’s cock! Ohmygod, it’sgrowing.* A frantic stream of panic peppered with a mental narrative of her actions and reactions, Kelly couldn’t believe the size of Kurt’s cock as it grew in her hand. He had to be at least eight inches in length.
“Use your fucking *mouth* Kelly,” Grace sighed in exasperation. “Don’t forget. This is a *show*!” Her words rose in volume as she spoke them. “I want to be *en-ter-tained*! Do you hear me?!”
Rather than replying, Kelly leaned up onto her knees, kneeling between Kurt’s legs, and gingerly licked the tip of Kurt’s dick. She felt his body tense as she lapped the velvet tip into her mouth, engulfing the sensitive head while her tongue swirled circles around it. Her hand continued stroking along his shaft, other hand moving to gently cup his balls and massage them. Again, she felt his body straining beneath her, fighting not to react. She felt rather than saw Kurt’s hands ball into fists as he strained against the unrelenting duct tape binding his wrists together.
Kurt let out an involuntary groan as Kelly’s lips slid further down his shaft, taking half of him into her mouth. His eyes fluttered closed as he tried to concentrate on…something, anything besides the feel of Kelly’s soft hands and warm mouth assaulting his senses. Now that Kurt was mirroring Adam, unseen by the three, Grace motioned for the forgotten Roger to assume his position in her play.
Kelly gasped at the feel of invisible fingers sliding between her asscheeks and probing against her clenched hole. Except her mouth was full of Kurt, so instead of gasping, her surprise was voiced with a muffled cry, an unintelligible *mmfph*!
But it was enough to draw the boys’ attention as they both instinctively looked at her in concern.
Only to see Roger kneeling behind Kelly. With his pants undone, he was stroking his glistening cock with one hand while his other probed steadily at Kelly’s puckered hole.
If Grace’s hands weren’t resting on each of the boys’ shoulders, Adam surely would’ve tried to tackle Roger or exclaimed in protest at the very least. As it was, he was aware of the hard metal beneath Grace’s palm pressing against his shoulder.
She gave them each a squeeze of the shoulder as she crooned reassuringly at them. “Why, you haven’t forgotten about Roger, have you? See boys, that’s what happens when you close your eyes.” She *tsk’d* with disapproval. “This is a *show*! You’ve got to pay attention, appreciate all the details!”
Kelly attempted to straighten up, intending to turn and look at who was molesting her before she squirmed away from them. But Grace’s heavy hand pushed down at the back of her head, holding her in place. As Kelly found herself suddenly unable to move, she started gagging as the tip of Kurt’s cock pressed against the back of her throat.
Kelly’s little noises of protest steadily grew louder and more urgent as she was pushed to choke on more and more of Kurt. Meanwhile Kurt tried not to groan as he felt her muffled sounds vibrate through his throbbing member, tried not to grunt as he felt the back of her throat prod against the tip of his cock.
“Don’t worry Kelly dear,” Grace purred as Roger slid a lubricated finger into her tight hole. “You see, Roger has a very specific preference in how he takes his pleasure. But don’t you worry,” she crooned reassuringly. “He *always* comes prepared.” By prepared, she was referring to the little bottle of lube Roger was generously applying to himself and Kelly’s backside.
“Though it seems like you’re too busy to care right now anyway since you have your mouth full…” And with a wicked grin, Grace forced Kelly’s head further down until she was choking on Kurt’s length as he slid past her throat. Fingers fisted into Kelly’s hair, Grace began forcibly puppeteering Kelly’s head up and down.
Fighting her gag reflex while also trying to remember to breathe, Kelly could only sob soundlessly as she felt a third thick finger probe at her opening before pressing mercilessly into her ass, stretching her tight hole even as she clenched down reflexively on the intruding digits. She jerked in surprise as she felt his thumb circle and rub against her clit while his fingers began pumping into her ass in earnest.
Adam seemed to be in a trance, unable to tear his eyes away from what was happening to Kelly. Kelly, his cute coworker, whose face was flushed while gagging on their manager’s lengthy cock. Kelly whose wide eyes, full of uncertainty and terror, were glittering with unshed tears as she looked at him pleadingly. Adam could only watch helplessly as Roger brought the head of his cock to her opening and…god, he fucking hated that his cock twitched as he couldn’t help imagining the feel of Kelly’s tight ass wrapped around his own dripping member.
Roger positioned himself behind Kelly, nudging her legs aside to splay wider to accommodate him. Sighing a low grunt of satisfaction, he rubbed the length of his cock against her as he continued shoving his fingers deeply into her ass while the pad of his thumb rubbed roughly against her swollen clit. Compared to Adam and Kurt, Roger’s roughly six inch cock would’ve seemed decidedly average if not for how girthy he was – it made his veiny member look like a massive chode. Rubbing against Kelly’s backside, she looked positively petite in comparison.
Kelly gave a low moan as Roger’s fingers pulled out of her, leaving her suddenly feeling surprisingly empty as she clenched down on nothing. Spreading her cheeks apart with both palms, Roger gave a low chuckle of satisfaction as he stared down at Kelly’s little open asshole, watching it clench and unclench greedily. Her ass might as well have been begging Roger to press the wide tip of his member against it, begging to be fucked properly until it was nothing more than another gaping hole to be used.
Kelly couldn’t believe the pressure she was feeling as Roger’s tip popped into her, it felt like he was stretching her impossibly wide open already. Kurt got to experience every one of her muffled screams as her cries vibrated along his shaft. As Roger pushed into her from behind, Kelly found herself further speared onto Kurt’s dick with Grace’s help. *Oh god*, she thought in a panic, *I’m going to break. They’re going to break me.* As more of Roger’s wide member pushed into her, her muffled cries grew in volume. *I can’t, oh fuck, he won’t fit, it’s impossible.*
Kurt couldn’t help but let out a groan through gritted teeth as more of his length slid into Kelly’s throat. With Roger and Grace’s unasked assistance, he was essentially facefucking Kelly at this point. Adam watched, horrified, as Kelly’s eyes went wider still as Roger filled her completely, her high pitched screams choking off into a gurgle as her nose pressed up against Kurt’s pelvis. Roger gave a little grunt of satisfaction, sheathed to the hilt in his new toy. *Oh god, oh god…*Kelly’s mind couldn’t seem to manage any other thoughts, she felt so incredibly full, she was going to burst.
Roger’s hand came down to slap heavily against Kelly’s ass, causing another gurgled shriek and an approving chuckle from Roger as she tensed up from the shock and sharp pain. Hands gripping her waist, Roger’s hips began to thrust against her. Soon, he was fucking her ass in earnest, balls slapping against her wet slit with each thrust. Tendons stood out along Kurt’s neck as he tried not to give in to the pleasure, but he couldn’t control his hips as they thrust forwards, burying himself balls deep down Kelly’s throat with a strained grunt.
Adam watched, frustrated by his powerlessness, as Kelly’s eyes began rolling back into her head while speared between Roger and Kurt. Grace let go of Kelly’s hair, her assistance no longer required. Stepping away to survey the scene, she returned with the roll of duct tape. With practiced motions, Grace had Kelly’s arms pinned and taped behind her back in no time.
Roger grinned. Holding onto Kelly’s arms, his hips began pistoning into her in earnest. Roger’s fat cock breaking her ass had Kelly screaming gutturally around Kurt. This only caused Kurt’s hips to buck against her as he struggled to restrain himself. Throwing his head back in pent up frustration, Kurt couldn’t help but growl out a choked murmur of “Fuck, Kelly…”
Kurt’s cock *shlurped* out of Kelly’s throat before he could get any closer to cumming.
Grace had pulled Kelly up by her hair again and Kelly was now audibly groaning her moaned whimpers between heaving sputtered coughs. Grace’s breath was warm against Kurt’s ear as she *tsk’d* at him. “You got quite close there didn’t you? Naughty boy. I wonder what your boss would say if he knew his manager was facefucking his pretty employees?”
Once again, Grace was standing between the two boys as she taunted them verbally. With both of their cocks standing desperately at attention, they could only watch wordlessly as Roger lifted Kelly onto her knees. Pulling her up into a headlock, Kelly was fully on display while Roger manhandled her. Crying out choked cries of garbled gibberish – a mix of *please*, *stop* and *oh god*. – Roger’s forearm occasionally pressed against her windpipe, effectively shutting her up. With his free hand, he squeezed her breast roughly, pinching and pulling at her nipple as he fucked her.
Eventually, his hand slid down to her wet slit. As he spread her lips apart, Adam and Kurt could clearly see how wet Kelly was. Grace chuckled beside them. “See boys? I told you she was a slut. Just look how badly she wants to be fucked.” Roger’s fingers were crooking into Kelly’s hot cunt, fingering her while squeezing and rubbing against her sensitive nub.
Grace knelt beside her accomplice, gripping Kelly’s neglected breast in her hand. Grinning down at Kelly, she smirked. “Isn’t that right, slut? How does it feel, getting your ass raped in front of your cute coworkers? All while still wearing your *stupid* fucking Uggs.” Grace laughed, each pathetic whimper she elicited from Kelly as she pinched and slapped her nipple only seemed to add to Grace’s glee.
Grace traced the muzzle of her gun down the front of Kelly’s sumptuous body. “What do you think boys? Isn’t she such a slut?” Eyes on the boys, Grace let her gun continue traveling down between Kelly’s breasts, past her ribs, poking briefly into her bellybutton. “So eager to be fucked. I don’t think she cares what does it. You’d even fuck my gun, wouldn’t you?” Grace’s gun traded places with Roger’s fingers as Roger grabbed at Kelly’s other breast. Kelly could feel the cold, hard metal pressing against her clit and she felt a cold panic rush over her body.
“Yeah?” Grace murmured in her ear. “You like that? You like being fucked by my gun?” As more of the gun’s short barrel pushed into her, Kelly could only think *Oh, god, I’m going to die. They’re going to kill me. She’s going to fucking shoot me in the cunt while fucking me. Please, god, no.*
Roger’s cock filling her felt impossible as he continued stirring up her insides. Kelly was acutely aware of Grace’s gun in her, the feel of the cold metal of the trigger guard pressing against her clit with each thrust into her warm folds.
But Grace didn’t stay long.
Back beside the boys, Grace slid the side of her gun against each of their faces with a giggle, wiping Kelly’s slick juices off on Adam and Kurt. Whispering in their ears that they’d better watch closely as Roger broke Kelly’s ass, otherwise she’d make them deepthroat her gun and suck it clean.
Meanwhile Roger’s pace quickened, his grip on Kelly’s captive breast was bruising as he thrust furiously into her with grunted breaths. Kelly couldn’t breathe, trapped in her headlock. As Roger’s fat cock rammed into her, she felt his body tense as he squeezed her to him even harder. She felt his girth expand before exploding in a burst of liquid heat as he came deep in her, filling her to capacity. She felt him relax his hold on her before simply letting go of her.
Kelly fell forwards, a weak ragdoll. Roger eased his still rigid cock out of Kelly’s ravaged hole. He chuckled in dark satisfaction upon seeing her gaping asshole, his cum trickling out of the stretched hole. Kelly lay limply, ass up in the air with her arms still taped behind her. She could feel Roger’s cum dripping down her inner thighs as she clenched reflexively, only managing to squeeze more of his hot jizz from her used opening.
“You should be thanking Roger you know?” As Grace spoke, Roger had repositioned himself and grabbed hold of Kelly’s hair. Pulling her up, he shoved his softening chode into her mouth to suck him clean. Kelly looked like she was in a glazed state of shock, not quite registering what was happening to her anymore. It took a bit of manhandling of bobbing Kelly’s head along his shaft before Roger seemed satisfied and tossed her aside.
“Now she’s all warmed up for you two.” Grace whispered this into Adam’s ear, her tongue tracing along his earlobe as she sucked it into her mouth for a nibble. He flinched away from her, but his weeping cock betrayed him as it throbbed visibly with need. She laughed, gleefully mischievous, before turning to slap a piece of duct tape over Kurt’s eyes. The last thing Kurt saw was Roger tucking himself into his pants.
Adam watched as Grace pulled the limp Kelly over towards them. From the corner of his eye, Adam saw that Roger was busying himself with the jewels on the table again. After much graceless manhandling, Grace managed to pull Kelly up onto Kurt’s lap. “Now, don’t move dear,” she breathed into Kurt’s ear. “Because if you do, poor Kelly here is going to fall and it took quite a bit of effort for me to get her on your lap in the first place.” Pressing her gun against Kurt’s temple, she smiled as she asked, “Understood~?”
“Yes,” he replied curtly. Even if he couldn’t see her, there was enough venom in his voice that it was clear he was inwardly seething just as much as Adam.
“Good~” she cooed in return before reaching around to pull Kelly’s legs up, hands hooked under her knees. Adam was granted a perfect view of Kelly’s spread pussy and dripping asshole before Grace eased Kelly’s gaping hole onto Kurt’s straining cock.
Surprised by the unexpected warmth wrapping around his cockhead, Kurt groaned as his hips instinctively bucked upwards, spearing himself into Kelly’s ass even as Grace let go of Kelly’s legs and let her slide down the length of him. The feeling of being filled again stirred Kelly from her stupor with a groggy moan and it took her a moment to realize that it was Kurt’s cock bucking into her as he panted beneath her, trying not to fuck her yet unable to resist the feeling of her muscled walls clenching down around his eager cock.
Grace stuck a piece of duct tape over Kelly’s eyes before she got her bearings. The last thing Kelly saw was a glimpse of Adam with Roger behind him – Roger closing his messenger bag full of jewels. But even with just a glimpse Kelly saw Adam’s flushed face, the conflicted feelings in his eyes and his throbbing, veiny cock standing painfully erect. While not quite as long as Kurt’s, Adam’s slightly curved specimen was certainly still lengthier than Roger’s thick chode.
Blindfolded, Kelly was strangely aware of her body. Lying against Kurt she realized that Kurt’s arms encircling her, holding her in place against him as she felt the duct tape around his wrists resting against her bellybutton. Her legs were spread open, resting outside of Kurt’s knees. Her dangling Uggs felt strangely heavy compared to the rest of her naked body. Kurt’s cock filled her ass differently than Roger’s – not quite as thick, it was almost a relief not to feel so unbearably full, but Kurt reached deeper into her.
The last thing Adam saw was Kelly moaning softly while Kurt groaned beneath her, his breath warm against her neck as she squirmed on his lap, gyrating along the length of his cock as she pushed him deeper into her ass with a little whimper. Blindfolded, Adam let out a strangled gasp as his balls were suddenly firmly gripped. Grace chuckled in his ear while her grasp shifted to move up along the length of him and grip him firmly by the head of his cock. Pulling, she growled, “Get up.”
Standing, he let Grace lead him blindly by the cock. “We’re reaching the grand finale now and you know what that means, don’t you?” Grace pressed the tip of Adam’s cock to Kelly’s wet slit, snickering at the sound of his sharp inhale as he felt her searing warmth. “That means It’s time for the big spectacle and I think you all know what I want to see.” Grace nudged Adam forwards, cutting loose his duct taped wrists in the same motion as she pulled his arms back to secure them behind his back. As Adam stepped forward, pushed by Grace, it only eased his cock into Kelly’s eager pussy. Both Adam and Kelly moaned as he entered her; his, strained and breathless, hers, almost a mewled whimper as she experienced being filled in a different way.
“Mm, that’s right,” Grace purred approvingly from somewhere nearby. “This is what you’ve all always wanted, right? How does it feel? Finally getting to fuck each other.”
Smacking Adam’s ass, Grace knee’d him from behind causing Adam to stumble forwards into Kelly. He reached out instinctively to stop himself from falling and crushing Kelly and Kurt beneath him. Adam was surprised to find his arms free, Grace had never taped his arms back. Before he could do anything with his newfound freedom, he felt her gun digging into the nape of his neck.
“That’s right. You’re going to need your hands for this next part, but don’t you dare get cocky because I’m watching your every move darling and I can shoot you faster than you’d manage to find me.” Adam let his fists uncurl as he put his hands down, trying to find something to hold onto and steady himself. “Good boy,” Grace praised. “Now I want you both to cum in her. At the same time. Understood? And I bet that’ll take a bit of communication. Wouldn’t want to cum before your buddy, right? Don’t make me shoot your dicks off in disappointment.”
“Fuck,” Adam cursed angrily. Or at least that’s what he told himself as his hips slowly pumped into Kelly’s wet warmth. Kelly moaned beneath him and he was startled by their proximity, he hadn’t realized how close they were. If he leaned down just a bit further, his lips would probably brush against hers.
Instead of doing that, Adam’s hands wandered tentatively downwards. Finding her knees, his hands traveled a bit higher to grip her thighs as he positioned himself better. With only his sense of touch to guide him, Adam keenly felt Grace’s invisible gaze on them and gritted his teeth to perform.
Kelly’s back arched as Adam thrust fully into her, god she was so *full*. Unable to see, Kelly could almost lose herself to the sensations. She could feel the lengths of their cocks rubbing inside of her as Adam thrust his hips against her, his pelvis smacking against her engorged clit each time he buried himself in her. They felt so hot, like searing rods, and they were filling her so deeply she was sure to explode.
Adam’s hands traveled up along Kelly’s body before resting atop her soft breasts. She gasped as he pinched her nipples gently, back arching up to press her breasts into his palms. Encouraged, Adam kneaded her breasts while flicking, pinching and pulling lightly at her nipples. His heart was racing as he tried to restrain himself. He was so desperate to cum, he just wanted to pound her pussy into the ground until he emptied himself in her completely.
Instead, he dipped his head down towards her breasts with a sighed growl of “Oh Kelly,” before his lips clamped hungrily around her nipple. His tongue had her wriggling as he thrust into her. So full, she was so full but they were reaching places she’d never felt before and oh god, she was going to burst from all the sensations. Kurt was gasping beneath her, unable to move besides simply enjoy the sweet torment of her warm hole squeezing down around him.
“Fuck!” Adam gasped. Both Kelly and Kurt could clearly hear the strain in his voice. It was followed by quick, jerky thrusts as Adam fought with himself – struggling to keep a steady pace to cum together with Kurt while fighting his body’s need to empty his balls into Kelly’s enticing hole.
“Adam,” Kurt’s voice was equally gruff, “don’t…ah, wai–, nnf…*fuck*…” His weak protests to Adam’s rapid thrusts died on his lips as Kelly’s spasming muscles milked his member. Buried deep in Kelly’s ass, Kurt could barely buck his hips further into her. He could feel Adam plunging into Kelly, each thrust filling her and making her squeeze down tightly on them. Kurt would’ve liked more movement but he was dangerously close to cumming already.
“I can’t,” Adam panted apologetically, almost a whined pleading. “Can’t hold on…FUCK, so close…fuck, *fuck*…”
Kelly was sandwiched helplessly between the two, only able to moan mindlessly as she lost herself to the overwhelming sensations. She could feel Kurt deep in her ass, his thick pole stretching her even as it pulsated and twitched. Adam was pistoning into her, the slight curve of his cock bruising her g-spot before his tip pounded relentlessly against her cervix – with her legs spread in this position he was able to reach so fucking deep…
“S-so…rough,” she groaned. Her body felt so taut, so tense. Every movement made her toes curl in her Uggs as they brought her closer to cresting that edge. She wanted to throw herself off that cliff, to dive spiraling down into orgasmic bliss. But it evaded her – perpetually teasing her, keeping her desperate and wanting, but constantly denied that ultimate pleasure. She was simply being used, her satisfaction meant nothing.
As Adam’s pace quickened into a frenzy, Kelly was sure her insides were so stirred up she’d have to stay plugged forever or risk her insides falling right out! Beneath her, Kurt was bucking up into her and Kelly was…screaming.
Screaming as the two pounded her mercilessly. Lost to their own desires, their needs outweighed common sense. Stripped of their sight, it was far too easy to believe that Kelly was just a tight hole to fuck.
They filled her so completely that she could feel their members thicken and pulse as they came. She felt their loads shoot through their urethra and fill her with molten liquid. Adam came first with a choked cry, followed by Kurt’s grunt before they shared the same relieved sigh. Kelly’s holes were still spasming, clenching and milking their cocks dry even as she lay whimpering between them, used and still teetering on that edge.
The following moments felt strangely like an eternity. Their panted breaths mingling as their hearts thudded loudly in their chests, all three feeling different levels of exhaustion and elation – an odd mix of rushing adrenaline and orgasmic relief.
Adam staggered backwards a step. His cock sliding out of Kelly brought about another mixed chorus of moans from the trio. Kelly couldn’t help but twitch as she felt his load of hot cum drip out of her. Adam fell shakily to the floor, sitting as he could no longer trust his legs.
Catching his breath, Adam had an uneasy sinking sensation in his gut. They’d been so lost before, so blindly fueled by lust, they’d nearly forgotten their audience. But now, with only their heavy breaths breaking the silence…
Reaching up to rip off the duct tape covering his eyes, Adam blinked furiously as he glanced around frantically while his eyes adjusted.
Roger and Grace were nowhere to be seen.
The trio would soon discover that not only were all the jewels on the table gone, but their shop’s front displays had been emptied as well.
“Fuck,” he cursed.
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