Taken by the Gang: The Billionaire's Assistant (2 page)

“That’s right,” he whispers, his voice growing hoarse as his arousal grows. “You just can’t wait to have me.”

“Aaaah,” is the only answer I can give, and he chuckles softly at my helpless lust. His fingers between my legs pull back the thin protection of my panties, exposing my wet pussy to the room before slipping easily past the outer lips and over my swollen clit.

My whole body jerks like it’s been struck by lighting, and I bite my lower lip to keep from shouting too loud, but there’s no hiding my pleasure from these onlookers and no avoiding their touch. As Alexander continues to caress my breasts and stroke my pussy, I hear the sound of chairs pulling out and footsteps walking toward me. They’re coming for me, and I’m trapped in an impossible embrace.

I hear someone skip to the next image in the presentation, which I know is the ropes course in the rainforest. One of the men says, “This is more my style. Getting wild in the woods.” I feel someone kneel at my feet, and a moment later, two large hands grip my thighs and pull them apart. Alexander continues to finger me. Two hands grab my wrists from behind my back and pull them to either side of me, and a final set of hands reaches up to my blouse and dispenses with formality, pulling hard at the top button and splitting the shirt wide open.

“Don’t worry, “Alexander says. “After tonight, you’ll be able to buy a dress worth a hundred times this one.”

The man who so savagely tore open my shirt takes my breasts in his hands, and Alexander lets his free hand slip over my stomach, stroking in soft circles.

I hear the sound of zippers coming down and know that the men are taking off their clothes. Alexander reaches between us with one hand and unzips his own pants, and his hot, throbbing erection slips free and finds a resting place between the cheeks of my ass. I can feel the hot tip on my lower back and a pinprick of wetness: a single drop of pre-cum. 

I realize they mean to fuck me without protection and I start to panic, but I don’t have time to think about it too much because the man kneeling at my waist reaches up and tugs hard on my panties. Not willing to let me close my legs to get them off, he pulls the sheer, silky material apart until it rips, and the flimsy fabric is cast aside a moment later. Alexander’s rigid member now sits warm against my ass, thrusting up and down, hinting at what’s to come.

The man at my feet takes one of my feet in his hands and starts to remove my red pumps, but another man stops him.

“Leave those on! I love the way they look on a woman when I’m fucking her.”

The man holding my foot relents but still lifts my foot to his lips; he kisses me softly while tenderly stroking my ankle. It sends shivers up my body, where the sensation tingles somewhere deep inside me. The hands that grip my wrists now guide them downward, and soon my fingers are wrapped tightly around two smooth, hard erections. I know what they want me to do, and I want to do it, but I can’t get my mind off the fact that I’m about to be fucked by so many cocks with no condom.

Alexander seems to be able to read my thoughts as the men sense my hesitation. 

“Don’t you like a little danger, baby?” he whispers in my ear as he angles his hips so that his cock slips down between my legs. Someone taps the laptop, making the next slide click over. I know the light bathes us in a sexy, urban, nightlife scene of downtown Tokyo.

Alexander continues rubbing the tip of his cock against the inside of my thighs, while the man at my feet kisses farther up, making sure to enjoy every inch of my long legs and massaging me with his fingers along the way. The hands on my breasts from another mysterious lover are getting impatient. I feel him try to tug the lace down to reveal my nipples and I hear a short tear, but the fabric holds for the moment.

Alexander continues, “Don’t you know how lucky you are? You might never get another chance to have a man like me inside you.”

He bites my shoulder and presses the tip of his cock against my wet opening. He holds it there, teasing me, daring me to say no.

The man kissing up my legs has reached the soft skin where my thigh joins my hip, and now he kisses downward to my tender opening. I feel his hair brush against my stomach. The hands at my breasts pull hard again, and I hear another tearing sound. I can feel the bra’s tension weakening.

“You want me. I can tell,” Alexander breathes in my ear. “The way you looked at me when you came in the room told me everything, and God knows I wanted you from the moment I saw you. What are you afraid of? Imagine what a pretty baby we’d have.”

“What?” I gasp, taking in his words.

Before he answers, my whole body reels from the shock of warm lips around my clit, as my kneeling lover finally reaches his prize. At the same time, my bra gives way under one final pull, and I feel my tits spring free as the cups fall away. Alexander grabs my hips and pulls me closer to him, his cock pressing harder against my opening but still not entering. My pussy is clenching uncontrollably, desperate to embrace his powerful cock.

“Let me have you, Amanda,” he growls in my ear. “Let me make you mine, and you’ll never want for anything again.”

The lips on my clit suck long and hard, the tongue periodically flicking back and forth. New lips find one of my newly freed nipples and suck in rhythm to the lips on my pussy. I think I might die from pleasure. I want to respond to Alexander, but I can’t seem to form words through my animalistic howls. I begin to stroke the cocks in my hands slowly and rock back against Alexander, arching my back like an animal in heat, hungry for the attentions of my mate. It’s the only answer I can give, but it’s a resounding yes. I’ve yearned for so long to be touched by just one man, but now I’m being ravaged by five of the most powerful men in the country: the sons of billionaires and the owners of Fortune 500 companies. The most desirable of all, Alexander West, wants me to have his baby. How can I refuse? I realize I don’t want to. I want all of him now, and I want him to take all of me.

Alexander presses his cheek against mine, and I feel him smile.

“That’s what I thought,” he says before pulling his cock back up between us. I’m aroused but confused. The lips and hands on my body are telling it to submit and accept the rigid cock that must be there, but Alexander has pulled away, denying me the one thing I don’t have the words to beg for.

“I can’t let you off that easy, darling,” he says. “Make my boys cum, and you’ll get your reward.”

In place of his cock, he slips the fingers of one hand over the curve of my ass and down further between my legs. As the kneeling lover continues to take greedy possession of my clit, Alexander uses his finger to part my pussy lips before sliding two long, thick fingers inside me and pulling up hard. I gasp as he curls his fingers inside me, beckoning to me. My pussy tightens around his fingers, and he moans in appreciation.

“God, you’re tight,” he says through his teeth. “I can’t wait to feel you around my dripping cock.” Neither can I, but I know he’s making me wait, and that only makes my sexual fervor burn hotter for him.  I stroke the cocks in my hands faster, and the men release my wrists to let me do my work. I feel them growing even harder in my hands as Alexander continue to finger-fuck me. I try to imagine that it’s his cock inside me, but I know even his rough fingers are no match for the bruising power of his thick manhood.

I wish that someone would flip to the next slide, because it features the warm, sexy interior of a luxury hotel in Paris. Its king-size bed with red silk sheets and burgundy feather comforter would be the perfect place for a gangbang. Behind the blindfold my fantasies can take me anywhere, but I’m suddenly shocked back to the boardroom when Alexander reaches back with his free hand and pinches my ass while biting my neck. All the men are becoming more animalistic and out of control with each moment, and it frightens and excites me in the best way. I jerk harder and faster on the two cocks, egged on as their moans and growls grow louder and louder, intermingling with my own.  The tongue on my pussy becomes teeth, as my kneeling lover can no longer hold back his desire to nip me playfully on my most sensitive parts. My breasts bounce with every rough thrust and jerk, and the man who was previously lapping at them with his wet tongue and warm lips now steps back to simply watch them as they move.

I feel the cocks in my hand twitch, and I know they’re going to cum soon. I hear the man in my right hand gasp.

“Alex, let me cum in her mouth! I have to have those cherry lips around my cock,” he begs. I realize that Alexander doesn’t just have control over my body, but the bodies of his friends. He alone determines who gets pleasure and how. He’s even more powerful than I’d imagined. Alexander stops his slow, hard finger-fuck and chuckles against my neck, his warm breath washing over my collarbone.

“You heard him, baby,” he breathes in my ear, and then says to the room: “Move off her, boys! David’s going to have a little fun.”

All at once my clit is freed and my arms are released. I stand for a brief moment, shivering with arousal, unable to move or think.  New hands grab me and pull me away from the wall toward the conference table.  The man in front of me—David—sits on the edge of the table and pushes me roughly onto my knees. From behind me, the shredded remnants of my jacket, blouse, and bra are pulled from my body, leaving me completely naked and vulnerable. I feel someone stand behind me, straddling my legs so that his cock can rest against the back of my head. I feel two hands push my head forward and down. I moan as I open my lips to receive the throbbing head of David’s cock in my mouth.

He moans deeply, and I feel the vibration on my lips. He doesn’t let me take his length in slowly, but forces my head down until his whole length is inside me, and his tip touches the back of my throat. I’m surprised and pleased that I can take all of him with no trouble.

I feel the man behind me stroke his cock against the back of my head as I go down on David. It must be the other man I was giving a handjob to. He reaches down and around me with one free hand as he continues to stroke himself, so he can fondle my breasts, which are now wet with sweat.  I trace my tongue around the throbbing cock in my mouth, tasting the salt of the smooth skin and relishing the moans of the men around me. The man in my mouth fucks me faster and faster, building himself higher and higher toward orgasm. The man behind me increases his own pace, excited by the sight of my mouth taking in such a huge cock. In the same moment, their rigid members tremble and their bodies tense. They growl like wild animals as their warm jizz spills from them. My mouth takes in the salty seed from one, and my hair becomes wet and slick from the other. I feel a stray drop of jizz hit my back and slide down my spine.

I can barely catch my breath as I’m pulled to my feet again and lifted in the arms of a naked stranger. Still blindfolded, I have no idea where he’s taking me, but as I cling to him he slips his hand between my legs and fingers me, unwilling to free me from my lust for even a moment. I writhe in his arms, but he holds me tightly, almost protectively, and then the moment passes and I’m dropped to my feet again. I reach out my hands and feel the smooth conference table in front of me. I hear the slide change. We’re in that sexy bedroom now—I know it.  I feel someone climb onto the table in front of me and then my blindfold is yanked off.

After a moment of adjustment I see the slide glowing on the wall in front of me. It’s the sexy, Parisian bedroom of my dreams—a veritable sex den. Also in front of me is one of Alexander’s friends, a barrel-chested mountain of muscles, smooth and tan. He lies on his back with his cock facing me; it stands proud and hard in the dim light. Thinking he wants me to bend over and suck him off like his buddy, I lean over, but I feel a hard hand come down on my ass. The sting of the slap makes me cry out and I stand straight up. The sharp sting melts into a pleasurable throb and endorphins wash over me. Alexander’s voice, now more aggressive and demanding than ever, fills my ears.

“Did I tell you to fuck him?” he growls, bringing his hand down on my ass again. I shudder and cry out but don’t try to move away. In fact, I arch my back and lift my ass up, to give him a better view.

When I don’t answer, he grabs my hips and pulls me against him; his cock has grown hotter and more desperate for my pussy. He reaches up with one hand and grabs my hair, pulling my head back and savagely kissing my neck.

“You’ll be naughty the way I want you to be, Amanda,” he says in my ear before releasing my hair.

“Yes, sir,” I gasp, finally finding my voice.

“What was that?” he says louder, slapping my ass again.

“Ah! Yes, sir!” I cry, my ass cheeks growing hot as the blood rushes to where he struck me. I feel his teeth on my earlobe, where he nips me lightly.

“You’ve got such perfect tits, baby,” he moans in my ear. “It would be a shame if all we got to do was taste and touch them.”

The behemoth of a man in front of me smiles devilishly as he pushes himself closer to the edge of the table, until I’m standing between his legs as they hang off the edge.

“We’re going to bend you over that nice, thick cock of his,” Alexander continues, “and I’m going to wrap those perfect, soft tits around it so he can fuck them until he comes all over you.”

I can see the man in front of me taking pleasure in the look on my face as this naughty act is described to me. I feel my legs quiver with excitement.

“I think she likes dirty talk, boss,” the man says.

“Sure she does,” Alexander replies. “She’s my naughty little good girl.”