You think it stopped at anal? You’re wrong!!!
The next day came with a huge surprise.
The next day was my birthday. I woke up to a credit alert from Derin. It was my salary for four months, multiplied by 1.5.
“What am I supposed to do with all this money?” I asked him.

“It’s for your birthday dress.” He answered.
“Just that? One dress?” I asked him.
“Well not only that,” he said. “Buy yourself a nice dress you can wear to dinner, do your hair and make up real nice too. We’re having dinner with my associates so I want you to look like a trophy.

I want them to die of envy.” He explained.
“I can do that.” I smiled. I loved playing dress up and this was going to be my best performance.
“Anything else?” I asked him.
“Of course, some nice lingerie, like the one you wore yesterday. I loved it.” He said.

“You got it.” I smiled.
So while Derin went off to meet his associates, I went shopping. I bought expensive stockings in several shades, mostly black, along with matching lace garter belts. I even purchased several bras, most of them had no cups,

just lace harnesses that looped around my tits but left them completely bare. Then I bought the littlest black dress I could find, with a plunging neckline and a low cut back alongside a pair of fuck me heels.

When I was done shopping, I went to the best beauty studio I could find to get my hair and make up done.
By the time I was through, it was already early evening. I got back to the hotel to find Derin half asleep on the bed. I kissed him on the cheek and his eyes opened.

He smiled lazily at me.
“You look like a doll, the most beautiful one.” He gazed at me.
“Wait till you see my dress.” I smiled.
“I can’t wait.” He smiled back and kissed me before going to take a shower.

I made him get ready and leave for dinner before me because I wanted to make a grand entrance at the restaurant. Since he and his associates were my audience, it only made sense that he went to wait for with me with them.
By 7:30pm, I was ready. I walked into the exclusive,

dimly lit restaurant and of course, all eyes were on me. Derin and his friends ogled at me as I walked to them. Even a group of women sitting close by could not stop staring at me.
The men seemed to find me as sexy and attractive as did my boss,

though considering my get-up I wasn't too surprised. My dress was so mini I swear my butt cheeks were barely covered, the neckline, cut so low that my braless tits nearly tumbled out each time I leaned forward.

I'd also worn my make up like a slut, deep, dark eye shadow and garish red lipstick.
My initial disappointment at not having Derin all to myself for a romantic meal soon evaporated in the company of these two sexy, middle-aged gentlemen.

They were Yoruba too, dark-skinned, suave men of the world, slightly graying at the temples, perfectly fluent in English and as sweet and charming as Derin himself.
They couldn't seem to keep their eyes off me, especially my tits,

though they kept the conversation light and amusing and no one tried to play footsie with me under the table. When I excused myself to use the ladies' room at one point I could feel their eyes on my ass. And when I returned to the table,

the looks they gave me didn't leave much to the imagination.
"They want to fuck you," Derin told me later as we shared an after dinner drink in the bar.
"They made that pretty obvious."
We were alone now. Gbenga and Damola had retired to their rooms,

but had left an invitation for us to join them up there later if we wanted.
“How do you feel about that?" Derin went on.
I stared at him and a slight shock swept through me.
"How do I feel about fucking two strange men I've only just met?"

"Yes."
There was a pause.
"Would I be fucking them separately, one at a time, or both together?"
I was smiling. Part of me didn't think this conversation was at all serious. I just thought Derin was teasing me.
"Both together," he said, and I suddenly knew he wasn't kidding.

"They were very specific about that. And I'd be there too. You'd be taking on three men at the same time."
A lewd thrill went through my body. The initial shock of having Detin proposition me in this way, offering me up to two horny acquaintances for a threesome, foursome,

whatever it was, shocked and disturbed me. How could he suggest such a thing? That was my initial reaction.
But that didn't last long. In a way, this was maybe just part of our current pattern, I thought. Sexual experimentation, sexual play.

It wasn't as if Derin and I were married, or had any long-term commitment. He'd told me on several occasions that he'd never leave his wife, and I had no illusions about our affair being a life-long deal.
I'd had a fair amount of wine at dinner and was now sipping a martini,

but I wasn't drunk. Still, the longer the notion of a dirty evening with three men sank in, the less outlandish it sounded. And I have to confess that the longer I thought about it, the wetter I got between my legs.

"When did you all come up with this idea? When I was in the bathroom?"
"Yes. They suggested the possibility while you were gone. I said I’d ask what you thought about it."
"How do you feel about it, that seems to be a question," I said.

"I'm a little ashamed to say that the idea excites me no end. The thought of you with three men ... I'm getting hard just imagining it."
"You wouldn't feel jealous? Possessive?"
"I don't know how I'd feel. All I know is, I want to try it. What about you?"

"Three men. At the same time. Fuck!"
"Is that a yes?"
I looked into his eyes.
"It wouldn't bother you to see me with other men? It would excite you?"
He took my hand and placed it on his crotch beneath the table. His cock felt hot and hard as granite through his pants.

"Does that answer your question?"
And so, after a brief trip back to our room to freshen up, we were tapping on the door of a suite several floors above ours and were being ushered in by a grinning, welcoming Gbenga.

"So you decided to join us?" he said, kissing me lightly on both cheeks.
Damola came over to kiss me also. We stood by the window admiring the spectacular view while he made us something to drink.

He handed us our glasses and stared at me in frank admiration while Gbenga beamed at us from the sidelines.
"Did your boss already tell you why we invited you here?" he said.
"Yes he did. You invited me for sex."
He smiled sweetly.

"Exactly. We want you for sex. Have you ever been with more than one man before?"
I felt a little like I was applying for a job, or that I was undergoing an interview in the school principal's office. I smiled demurely.
"Never."
"And you're fine with it? It doesn't bother you?"

"It's something I'd like to try. The idea intrigues me. It excites me."
"And your boss obviously agrees or he wouldn't be here either.”
Derin didn't say a word. He didn't have to. He was grinning from ear to ear, obviously anxious for things to begin.

Damola put down his drink and took mine from my hand. He stepped in front of me and kissed me gently on the mouth. Then he hooked his fingers under the straps of my mini-dress and looped them off my shoulders. The dress drooped down, leaving me naked, from my waist up.

"I've never seen such full, beautiful breasts on a woman," he muttered. "You have an incredible erotic appeal. And those nipples! Gosh!"
I do have amazingly erect nipples, and during this weird little interview they may have stiffened even further.

Having him flick them gently with his thumbs did nothing to soften the effect, and when he dipped his head to suck one between his lips they were probably over half an inch long.
The dress slid further off my hips and to the floor,

and suddenly I was standing there naked but for my stiletto heels.
"And a shaved pussy!" Gbenga murmured. "perfect."
And I have kinky Derin to thank for it all, I thought, as all three men ogled me. I would never have gone out in public wearing no bra or underpants.

My life certainly had changed since I started working for my very naughty boss.
I began to feel a little self-conscious being the only near-naked girl in a hotel room with three middle-aged men,

but I was soon distracted by Gbenga and Damola taking off their shirts and opening their pants. Derin soon followed suit.
I was really curious about the cocks of my two new potential lovers, but nothing quite prepared me for what I saw once they were naked. Both cocks were huge,

heavy, pendulous poles of meat that arced down and curved to one side and even as I watched began to angle higher, stiffening ever so slowly as they moved.

By the time they were finished undressing and were coming toward me their cocks were starting to loom out in front of them like monstrous weapons, thick and solid and not a little intimidating.
"Oh fuck," I muttered, glancing nervously at Derin.

He was naked now too, and his prick was already erect. He wasn't exactly small in the cock department, but these two men kind of outshone him.
"What do you think?" he grinned.
"That's a lot of cock," was all I could think of to say.

My mouth began to water as they approached and I dropped quickly to my knees by the bed and grasped a cock in each hand as they closed in on me. They were solid and heavy in my fists and as I began shucking them up and down. I could feel the blood flowing into them,

stiffening them to granite hardness. I kissed one dickhead, then the other. I sank my lips over one of them and began to suck.
I could only get so much of the shaft into my mouth before I began to gag. The cock was just so damn thick, so damn big.

I did my best, drawing maybe three inches between my lips in an up and down sucking motion before giving up and slurping in the other dick. I could get no further with this one. Fuck, they were big dicks.
Derin was naked and had taken a seat on the other side of the room.

There was a sweet, appreciative smile on his lips as he sat there watching me. His fist pumped up and down slowly on his own solid hard-on. I knew he would join in at some point, but for now, he seemed content just sitting there,

taking in the sight of his pretty young secretary blowing the two massive cocks of his business associates.
I did almost as much licking as sucking, scraping my tongue up and down each huge dick and dipping lower to service each swollen ball sac.

When I sank my mouth back over Gbenga’s dick, I managed to draw in maybe four inches of cock. Same with Damola's dick. I was getting better.
I kept my eyes locked on Derin as much as possible, curious as to how he was dealing with the sight of me sucking two cocks.

To judge by the stiffness of his dick as he quietly masturbated, he was enjoying the spectacle. But there was an element of seriousness in his look also, as if he was seeing me embarking on a sexual adventure he no longer had any control over.

Eventually the sight seemed to be too much for him and he stood up and strode across the room to join in. I was suddenly confronted by a third massive cock poking in my face and I had no choice but to begin licking and sucking Derin as well.

Three giant hard-ons rammed in my face, stuffed in my mouth one at a time.
I sucked for what seemed like hours, drawing in dick after dick till my jaw ached. I managed to plow down almost halfway on each dick by the time I had to pause for breath.

As I panted softly, each cock was laid to rest on my face. It must have been quite a sight, my features obliterated beneath three enormous glistening hard-ons.
Finally Damola took pity on me and urged me to lie down on the bed.

He slid down between my legs and began to lick my gaping pussy. It must have been positively drooling with cum by then, I was so turned on. I wanted a dick inside me at that point but was content to settle for Damola’s flickering tongue on my cunt lips.

Derin climbed onto my rib-cage and began to fuck my tits. He molded each breast to either side of his hard-on and slid his dick back and forth in the fleshy funnel. His thumbs flicked my rock-hard nipples all the while.

Gbenga was content to kneel by my head and rub his cock gently all over my face. I felt his sticky pre-cum juice soiling my cheeks, my forehead, my eyelids. I licked his hard shaft each time it neared my lips,

and from time to time he thrust it in my mouth and gently fucked my face.
Damola began licking my clit and in seconds, I was twitching and quivering with an impending orgasm. It didn't take long for the lush waves of pure sensation to roll through me,

and I'm sure I squirted a half liter of pussy juice all over him. He kept licking and poking, teasing and prodding, and my thighs heaved back and forth on either side of his head. My climax seemed never ending. I was in an extended state of bliss.

My groans of pleasure grew even louder when I felt something other than Damola’s tongue on my pussy. He must have knelt up between my legs, for the next thing I felt was the hardness of his dickhead sliding gently up and down between the swollen lips of my cunt.

Derin obligingly dismounted from my rib-cage so that Damola could lean down and ease his hard-on up my pussy. A second or two later, he was in me all the way. I could feel the bulk of his cock throbbing gently deep, deep inside me.

He stared down into my face, which was turned slightly to one side, my mouth stuffed with Gbenga’s hard-on. Then he was moving, fucking me hard, drilling his massive dick in and out of my dripping pussy.

Derin knelt on the other side of my face, resting his hard-on against my cheek, waiting his turn with my mouth. When Gbenga pulled out to resume scraping his dick all over my face, Derin eased his cock between my lips.

I was a busy girl, my body wracked by the harsh thrusts from Damola's dick, my tits heaving, my face and mouth invaded by cocks from either side. At one point both Derin and Gbenga tried to stuff their cocks in my mouth at the same time, but it was impossible.

The best they could do was butt their dickheads together on my lips and let me flick my tongue over them.
Soon enough, Gbenga withdrew and lay down on his back beside me. I think he was on the brink of coming and wanted to cool off.

His huge dick jutted up high as he gently stroked it in his fist. And then, as if they had it planned, Damola was withdrawing also, pulling his monster cock out of my pussy and kneeling back on his heels. His dick soared out from his crotch,

glistening in the light from all the pre-cum and pussy juice.
Derin had his cock in my mouth at the time, but he too pulled out now and watched as Damola took me by the waist and urged me up into a kneeling position. I felt a little weak and wobbly,

still tingling from the afterglow of a massive orgasm and several minutes of fucking. I was like a fuck-doll in Damola’s hands as he turned me over and around to straddle Gbenga.

I soon understood what they wanted me to do, and I clutched Gbenga’s hard-on and nudged it between my thighs. My pussy must have been gaping wide by this point and was as slick as could be.

It was no trouble at all to ease Gbenga’s dickhead into my cunt and then all I had to do was sink down on that column with a deep contented sigh.
I began to fuck Gbenga, leaning low over him, my tits swaying down into his face. I felt another orgasm building inside me as I moved.

Soft, squishy sounds came up from our genitals.
I don't know how long I rode Gbenga like that, the sweet sensations grew and grew inside me. But suddenly, I was aware of Damola’s hand between the cheeks of my ass. He was smearing lubricant up and down between my cheek,

making sure the bud of my anus was good and lubed up. My heart skipped a beat.
They were going to double-penetrate me. Damola was going to fuck me up the ass while Gbenga drilled my pussy. I'd seen it a lot of times on xvideos, DP for short.

And I was going to experience it for the first time myself. A dirty thrill shot though me. Two men inside me at the same time. Two cocks. Fuck, I was excited.
Sure enough Damola suddenly placed his hand in the small of my back,

urging me to pause my harsh fucking motions on top of Gbenga. Then, with Gbenga’s hard-on softly pulsing up my cunt, I felt the head of Damola's cock poking onto my asshole. He didn't waste any time. He braced his cock shaft and forced it down with ever increasing pressure.

And suddenly the head was up my ass, and then several inches of dick. He didn't pause till most of that massive pole was rammed up my ass and it was throbbing there inside me, separated from Gbenga’s hard-on by the thinnest of membranes. He began fucking me hard up the ass.

I think because Derin had fucked me in my ass the night before, the insertion of Damola’s big cock in my ass seemed to have gone smoothly and easily. I didn't feel that uncomfortable. Of course I was partially numb by then and in the throes of my growing orgasm, but still.

My first double penetration, and I was kind of enjoying it.

Both men were fucking me hard, and I was getting used to having two cocks inside me. Derin loomed up in front of my face, his dripping hard-on in hand. He poked it in my face and I opened my mouth willingly.

His cock slid between my lips and I suddenly had three cocks inside me, all of them hard as steel and all of them, from what I could tell, not far from spurting cum.
It was the strangest feeling, my holes being invaded by three massive cocks.

It was by far the weirdest, most exciting sex situation I'd ever been in, one I would never forget. It gave me the oddest sense of pride, in a way. Yes I was being used, by three middle-aged men, at once.

I also felt powerful. I was an object, an object of their intense desire. Three mature men were half out of their minds with lust for me. They were drilling their cocks into me, even Derin in my mouth, as if they couldn't get enough of me, as if they wanted to go deeper,

to explore every inch of my insides. And for a few intense minutes, I was the center of their universe.

At some point there was a change of position. Derin was on his back and I was driving myself up and down on his cock while Gbenga was behind me fucking me up the ass.

Damola took time out to cool off, then he was back in front of me and his prick was deep in my throat. Later on, more switches, till I lost track of who was doing what to me.

By the time they'd each had their cocks in all my holes several times I was limp as a wet rag from extended orgasms, and I lay on my back in a daze while all three men knelt around me, jerking themselves off furiously and aiming their cocks at my face.

This was a bit of a surprise. I'd expected all three of them to have come before this, up my pussy, up my ass, in my mouth. But no, they wanted to give me a facial, it must have been planned. It didn't upset me. I was kind of curious about it.

And I wondered if the incentive for it had come from Derin, who had watched me pump his semen all over my face all those weeks before. I didn't care. I wanted it. A monster facial. A cum shower.

Glancing up at the three men in turn, at the intensity in their faces as they masturbated over me, I thought mundane things. But in a few seconds, my thoughts were cut short. A gigantic stream of cum erupted from someone's cock, I think it was Gbenga’s,

and shot right up one side of my face, splattering my cheek and forehead and sealing shut my eye in the process.
This seemed to set off the other two. Even as Gbenga, or whoever it was, splashed another two, three, four jets of semen across my face, someone else was ejaculating.

I felt stream after stream of cum splatter on my face from several different directions. For a few seconds, I swear all three men were coming at the same time. All three were groaning with pleasure and I felt hot ribbons of sperm cascading everywhere on my face,

damn near drowning me.
It seemed to go on for ages. I wouldn't have thought three middle-aged men could have had such reservoirs of semen to eject. And then it was over, and I sensed the men backing away from me. I was left lying there on the bed, my face awash with sperm.

I must have passed out in exhaustion, because I woke up the next morning, cuddled in Derin’s arms, in our bed. I thought about our wild rendezvous the night before, it was like a dream.

But the reality of the credit alerts that hit my phone as I picked it up made it obvious that it was real. This was my most memorable weekend ever and I had Derin to thank for that.