Naughty Little Shamrock Stories

After Halloween’s naughtiness, I was off from work in preparation for my breast surgery. Friday, I was home and feeling both bored and naughty, so I decided to  text and tease my husband while he was at work about coffee and cream pies.  

Me - I really want a specialty coffee from the shop at work, but don't want to get dressed. Think I could ask one of the guys to drop some off for me

Husband - You would still have to get dressed to get it from them

In reply, I sent him a pic of me under the red bedsheet barely covering my hard nipples with my piercings clearly poking under the thin fabric. Another lower one showing my left leg fully covered and the other bare all the way up to the edge of my pussy keeping it hidden. With my lack of even underwear proven, I continued…

 Me - Why? I think they have all seen my tits and cunt enough times last night and at the pool parties by now

Husband - We were in all night last night

Me - Oh? Yea. But still, I think nearly everyone at the office has seen or felt me enough for it not to matter, right?

Husband - You did flash the bar several times, and all you girls were topless and less at the pool. 

Me - Good, I already told a few of them to stop and drop it off with one of those sweet cream pies… one for you too. 

I left my husband alone for the rest of the day outside his daily “free time” where he needed to have his dick out for 1 hour, but it wasn't a cage day, so no extra teasing was necessary. Instead, I just relaxed until about 315pm when I did my makeup in the normal pink palette, put on a matching pair of 6in heels and my sheer short robe.

 I answered the door with the robe fully open, scantily clinging over my nipples. Both of the young black men grinned and looked me over from head down and back up. “Gee Boss, I thought you just had a sweet tooth when you asked for a cream pie” one of them teased. Running my hand from my inner cleavage down to my already wet pussy, I replied, “Maybe I’m in the mood for both” before tasting myself on my fingers. Slowly turning and taking only a few steps away, making sure to sway my ass with each click of my heels. “Well boys, are you going to give me the cream pies I asked for or are you going to make me beg?…” Switching to a more innocent and sweet tone, “Because I can if you want me to”. With that, I faced them and knelt down on both knees. “Is that what you want…? Your slutty dominating boss on her knees begging for your Big Black Cocks…?” With a small pause to watch their reaction at my odd submissiveness with them. “Fine I’ll beg… Please let me suck your cocks… Please make me the submissive whore I truly am… Fill my holes with your cocks and cum before my little dick husband gets home…” They had their cocks out right there in the still open doorway, and I slowly worshiped the two massive members. “Mmm… I need these huge cocks… Please use my throat…” With a few grunts and groans, they were soon pumping my mouth. “You like that cock… You like that pretty throat fucked” and with other things they taunted me. I choked out “Yes use me” “Yes fuck my throat” “Make me your whore” and other reptiles. 

    Done using my mouth the two men grew bold with one grabbing my hair and the other saying“Come on whore, take us to your bedroom.” 

I was made to crawl all the way up to my bedroom, where I was tossed over the bed while the two men stripped to nothing. One took my pussy hard and fast from behind, the other continued to use my mouth if it was a sex toy. They had me moaning between gagging near instantly. I had fucked these men before, but I had never let them take control like this and all three of us were enjoying the role reversal. When then swapped places, I was flipped onto my back, with my legs held open by the one now using my mouth. The other was even harder on my pussy, gripping my thighs tight enough to leave little marks. 

A constant stream of “Take that cock”, “Beg for it whore”,“Gag on my cock” and other taunts came as I continued to beg “fuck me harder”, “use my cunt” “make me your whore”, “Fuck me like my husband can't”. All while they both fucked my harder and rougher than they had any of the past times. They made more cum more times than I could keep track of, causing me to leave a mess on the bed. Until one decided he wanted the other hole. They made me beg again, and I did. Pleading them to use my ass and fill me like a cheap whore.  I was on top of the one in my pussy with the other pushing slowly in my ass mid-orgasm the whole time and begging for more. They fucked both my holes in an alternating rhythm, even harder now. My moans and their groans echoing in my bedroom. The one in my ass finished first with a series of hard, erratic thrust. The other flipped us both so he was on top, slamming my cunt with all of his weight and power driving us both to a loud orgasm. 

I was barely recovering from the intense fucking when I noticed a few miss texts from my husband, the last one reading

Husband - I’ll be home in 30 min. 

That left less than 10 minutes until he should be pulling into the garage. I licked both cocks clean before escorting out just in time to watch them pass my husband in the drive. When my husband walked in the door to the garage I was waiting there still a fucked mess in only the open robe, holding one of the cream pies. Having let some purposely drip down on to my sweaty tits, I scooped it up with a finger and put it to my husband's lips. “I love getting a good cream pie, but I always end up a mess afterward” Giggling as I slowly walked away again swaying my ass and clicking my heels. “I had the guys give me a special one, but now I need a shower. Yours is by the door.” leaving him at the door to find the now cold coffee and extra dessert waiting for him.