Wicked While He Watches -The Billionaire's Secret (Claire and the Billionaire) (3 page)

“Yeah, you deserve it, bad, bad girl,” Stone agreed.
He loosened the tie on her wrists just enough to keep her comfortable. He was
going to give it to her good and he wanted her to like it.  Taking her
hips in his strong hands, he rolled her over onto the chaise on her back and
slipped her skirt down her legs and off. Coco moved her legs up to help it come
off. The he dragged the corset down over her bottom, undid the garters, pulled
it over her legs, and flung it away. 

She was fully naked now except the red silk
stockings and the stilettos strapped to her feet. Her breasts lay round on her
chest aching to be touched.  Stone took off his coat, folded it, and laid
it over the back of a red upholstered chair nearby.  He took off his tie
and put it with his jacket.  Coco eyed his beautiful body and the smooth
way he undressed. It was so refined how he undressed and folded his clothes.
That thought was quickly displaced as he gripped the top of his shirt and
pulled it
open
popping off the buttons. He tore it off
his arms and tossed it to the floor. What a body, taut and hard. He had strong
arms, wide shoulders, and a narrow waist.  Coco could only admire him. He
was one of the most wonderful specimens of manhood she had ever seen. Heath was
another one. Mr. Fawcett had good taste she mused.

Then Stone unbuttoned his pants and drew the zipper
down. His large erect cock toppled out. To hell with underwear, Coco thought.
He definitely was a super-hot guy.  Stone must have thought, the hell with
pants, because he reached down, took off his shoes and socks,
then
drew the pants down off his legs. Buck naked he stood
there wearing only an irresistible smile, and as his gaze ran over her body, a
look in his eyes of pure desire.  Coco took a deep breath. Wow. He was so
fine.  She caught the gaze of his silvery blue eyes. 

“Do you want it?” the voice of Mr. Fawcett blared
over the loud speaker above the techno music. “Do you want his cock?”

“Yes,” Coco nearly shouted. She was fully in
character now.  She wanted Stone even if that was exactly what Mr. Fawcett
commanded her to do.

“You need to be punished, Coco,” Stone
uttered.  He took no notice of Mr. Fawcett’s interruptions. His gaze had
never left hers. Even though her legs weren’t bound she didn’t even consider
getting up from the chaise. She was in their control. If that’s where they
wanted her, it was where she wanted to be. Mr. Fawcett was not important in this
moment.

Heath moved beside her. Stone went to the other side
of the chaise across from him. They knelt there. Both were tall enough so that
their cocks were over her breasts. That’s when the spanking began again, a very
different kind of spanking. Stone started. He held his cock and smacked it
against Coco’s breast. Heath beat the other breast with his member. Their large
cocks slapping her breasts nearly driving her wild, she opened her mouth to
breathe hard and was struck with the pull of her insatiable desire.

Chapter
3

Just then Coco saw another man standing over her.
Mr. Fawcett stood at the foot of the red leather chaise lounge. She peered out
of her red feathered mask at him. Her eyes were practically rolling back in her
head in ecstasy.

“I had to come in. I need a better seat for this,”
he announced. Then he walked to the corner of the room up onto a platform and
sat in a big leather upholstered recliner that was perched there. Coco felt
herself stiffen up. Seeing him watching was worse than just knowing he was
there.  The men sensed her reaction.

Heath leaned down to her ear and whispered, “Don’t
let him get to you. He may think he has the upper hand, but he doesn’t as long
as we can please you like he never could and never will.”

Coco murmured, “
Mmm
.” And
he took her lips, kissing her like softly and stroking her hair.

Then he leaned to her ear and whispered again, “He’s
nothing. He’ll never feel the pleasure we’re giving each other.”

He moved back to his knees and gave her breast a
sound smack with his cock. Coco smiled tipping head back and arching her so her
breasts stuck out more for their cocks to whip.

Now Stone went down to talk to her. His breathe
warmed her cheek as he said in a voice that only she could hear, “Tonight you’re
ours, baby, and we’re yours. The joke’s on him. Let him sit there and touch
himself.  Coco, honey, take all that we want to give you.
All the pleasure.
Don’t let him win.” He sucked her earlobe
then he pressed a tender kiss on her lips and resumed his task.  His hard
cock slapped soundly against her tit. He rubbed it over her hard nipple and
stroked his shaft as he squeezed her breast. Then he held her breast tightly
with on hand and whipped her it with his member. Coco moaned loudly. It was a
scream of ecstasy.

Heath was at it too. “That’s it, baby,” he growled.
And he whipped his hard thick cock against her breast. He plucked up her nipple
in his fingers and rubbed it over his shaft. Coco shuddered. It was a
continuous orgasm. A breathy scream escaped her lips again.

“Oh, yeah, Coco,” Stone growled. “Your tit feels so
good on my cock.” His words made her wetter.

Out of the side of her eye, she could see Mr.
Fawcett with his hand down his pants staring at them. They were right. It was
easy to ignore him, easy to be Coco, and just surrender to this carnal
pleasure.  Her gaze returned to Heath and Stone, watching them both whip
her breasts with their cocks, seeing her breasts shake from the strikes. Her
eyes shut languishing the feeling then opened to watch these two hot guys
putting on a show for her, shaking their cocks and jiggling her breasts with
each sensual strike.

Heath and Stone moved back each giving her breasts
another touch. Then Heath lifted her up so she was sitting. Stone untied her
hands. Coco reached out and took a cock in each hand. They moved back to the
sides of the chaise. She let go of them for a moment, swung her legs up and
flipped over so she was sitting on her knees. She took one cock in each of her
hands. Again she held one tight while she stroked the other, alternating.
Letting go for a moment, she moved to Heath and drew his pants down, leaning
over the edge of the chaise to pull them down his legs and off his feet. 
He kicked his shoes off then and tugged his socks off.  Now Heath wore
only his shirt. She lifted her head giving the tip of his cock a lick as she
moved to look up at him and begin unbuttoning the shirt. He started unbuttoning
his shirt at the top and met her fingers in the middle. He held them in a tight
grip for a moment as his stormy green eyes met hers. Her face was hidden behind
her mask but her eyes revealed everything and mirrored what was in his eyes.
They shone with their desire for each other.

He pulled the shirt open but kept it on. His body
was so muscular and tan. His biceps were hard and round. His stomach
a firm six pack
. His erection stood up right there before
her face.  She dove on Heath’s and took it into her mouth, sucking and
licking, licking and sucking, bobbing down on it to the techno beat. Then she
pulled her mouth off his cock and gripped his turgid member tightly in her
hand. She leaned over to Stone now. His cock was longer than Heath’s but not as
thick. She sucked down on it. Stone leaned into her mouth. He moved his hips to
match her head that bobbed with the techno.  Her hand was still on Heath,
his hard thick cock hot in her grasp. Her thumb moved up and ran over the tip,
caressing it.

She licked Stone’s member, up and down his shaft,
then moved her mouth over it, and dove it down as far as she could into her
throat. Stone moaned. Mr. Fawcett did too. Good, she thought. Let him cum, too,
and be satisfied.

Heath took her hand and moved it off his member. He
moved and knelt behind her on the chaise and slipped on a condom.  She
kept tending to Stone. Feeling his hardness and fueling his pleasure with her
teasing tongue.  Heath held her hips and positioned her.  He slipped
inside thrusting fully into her. Coco moaned and pushed back into his thrust.
Stone sat on the chaise pulling Coco’s head onto his shaft. She licked him as
Heath thrust into her then moved his hips grinding deep. She had to lift her
mouth from Stone’s member to moan. Stone wrapped her hair around his finger s
and played with it as she resumed bobbing her head on his cock, moving it deep
into her throat until she nearly gagged.

Heath drove deep into her, bouncing against her
bottom with powerful thrusts. She panted so much as he touched that particular
spot, deep inside, the one that made her scream with pleasure. She moved off of
Stone’s member, and lay breathless against his hip clutching his cock wailing
her pleasure in a moan, in a scream. Heath thrust deep and let out a manly
breathy call. He fell down on her spent.

Stone slipped away before Heath landed, and he stood
beside them. Heath rolled off to the side. He reached into his shirt pocket and
tossed Stone a condom.  Just like that, Stone had it on. He pulled Claire
up to him. Heath reclined back on the chaise. He gave Coco a swat on the butt
then a caress and lay there spread out and glorious wearing nothing but his
open dress shirt that revealed his hard chest and his ripped naked body.

Stone touched her cheeks with his strong hands and
kissed her deeply.  Her soft bare body pressed against his hard one. He
scooped her up in his arms. Her legs clad in red stockings dangled over his
strong forearm.

“Do me a favor. Take those off of her,” Stone said
to Heath. Heath rolled onto his side and pulled Coco’s feet to him. With deft
fingers, surprisingly for such strong manly hands, he unbuckled the straps of
her red stilettos, and slipped them off her feet.

“Thanks,” Stone growled, and before Coco knew it, he
lifted her up so she faced him. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and he
lowered her onto his hard cock. She gasped at the shot of pleasure.  Never
had a man taken her this way before.

“Oh, God!” she yelled as he lifted her up and down,
thrusting deeper and deeper, reaching that spot again and again. It felt so
good. Coco could barely breathe.  Her legs clung tightly around his waist
wanting him to never stop. He didn’t have any intention to. She held onto his
shoulders, the hard muscles hot in her hands, and she bounced up and down into
his thrusts.

He moved over to the wall and leaned back against it
so he could angle himself up more and go deeper. Claire screamed now without
any restraint. The spot was hit continuously. She was in constant orgasm.
Overwhelmed with the pleasure, she had lost all her inhibitions. And he kept
going.

Then Heath got off the chaise and Stone sat down on
it holding her on his lap. He held her to him and kissed her head.  He
grunted as he gave her a sound thrust. Coco kissed his neck, his bare chest,
and raked his back with her finger nails. Then he held her to him and flipped
over carrying her in front of him so she landed stomach down on the chaise. He
spread her legs and entered her, starting with a slow grind.  He held her
buttocks in his hands and squeezed them hard as he moved in slow then grinded.
Holding herself up on her arms, elbows down on the mattress, she hung her head
and just screamed out softly, overwhelmed with Heath and Stone, their big
cocks, their hot bodies, the things they did to her.

She gasped as he thrust deep, then again, and again,
until he was pounding in and out so fast she could hardly breathe.  His
breath ragged. Stone held her hips tight so she couldn’t move and he leaned
back holding his cock deep in her. He moaned as he ejaculated in her. She could
feel his cock pulsing as he came. Then he collapsed onto her, his body wet with
perspiration. He kissed the back of her neck and ears. Then he rolled off her.
Coco sighed with pure pleasure.

Before she barely caught her breath, she was grabbed
around the waist. Stone leaned back on his hands, letting go of her, and Heath
lifted her off of Stone and into his arms. He swung her up so she lay across
his arms, and then he lifted her core to his lips and licked her clitoris. Coco
screamed again.

After a few more teasing licks, he lowered her back
down and strode over to the red upholstered arm chair. He sat down and had her
stand before him and
turn
around. Then he pulled her
hips down until she was sitting on him, his hard cock inside her. He wrapped
his hand in her hair and held it tight. She bounced up and down on his cock,
groaning, so overwhelmed by her orgasm. It was way beyond her control now. Her
breast lifted high then slammed down and shook with each pounce down on him. He
let go of her hair and held her hips. Stone was there in front of her now. He
looked at her and stroked his member.  Coco’s pleasure was continuous. His
body and his member were so hard and Heath’s was inside her now, driving her
passion.

Heath let out a moan, holding her down on him, and released
into her, thrusting his hips up and holding her there. His manhood felt like it
pulsated as he released into her. Coco’s head fell back. She arched backwards
against his shoulder. When his hands left her hips she sat straight and got up
off of him, her head swimming with the techno beat and her over-stimulated
body.

Suddenly silence fell. The techno music had
stopped.  The lights came up a bit.

And now all she heard was the sound of clapping,
slow clapping. Coco’s cheeks reddened, realizing that she had lost herself in
passion, forgotten why was she was doing it, and even ignored that they were
being watched.