The Billion Dollar Sitter (10 page)

"You son of a bitch." Tyson spoke flatly. His emotionless facade was being tested. "No. I won't allow it."

"Alejandro is the victor. Gentlemen, I will allow you to settle the terms amongst yourselves." The dealer stepped away. He wanted nothing to do with the volatile nature of the billionaires in front of him.

"A verbal contract, my friend. Isn't that what this bet was? You don't want to let it be known that you are not a man who honors his agreements, no?"

"This was a foolish bet, not a contract."

"Hah. You know how petty people are. Whether it's for actual money or simply one night with your new teenage squeeze, word gets out," Alejandro pushed himself up out of his seat. He waved Not-Alicia away. He was swift to my side. "Besides, I am sure your young beauty would love to experience someone besides yourself. Wouldn't you, Marci?"

I swallowed. I wasn't even thinking at that point. The most base part of my brain was in control. "Uh huh."

Tyson breathed deeply. "You don't want Marci, Alejandro. You want me to sign the agreement between our companies."

"Oh, I would indeed." Alejandro's eyes never left mine. "But perhaps I want her as well. Perhaps we could compromise?"

"What do you want? I'm not letting you take her back to your room and have your way with her."

"You sign that agreement, and I'll let you come with us. Let you watch as I show her how true love is done."

Tyson grabbed the hand that Alejandro didn't have. "If I have to sign your terrible agreement, I will. For Marci. But," Tyson pulled my face towards his. "You're young, Marci. You have your whole life ahead of you. It would be wrong of me to claim your heart wholly as my own. I see the way you look at him."

"Ah, coming around, my friend?"

"I'll let you experience him. Because I want you to gain a better appreciation for me, and how much you mean to me."

It all came at me too fast to comprehend. Their fighting and squabbles were over
me
. Tyson was making a terrible business decision
for me
. My mouth hung open in amazement. "I - I - Um, I - "

Alejandro turned my face towards his and laid a kiss right on my lips. Rough, swift, lovely, I felt my juices start to stir from his touch. He swept me off my feet. The bulge of his pants rubbed against my thigh.

Tyson wouldn't be outdone, and stole me from him. He laid a kiss on my lips of his own. The familiar, sweet kisses of Tyson. I loved the brashness of his beard. No matter how many times he had done this, I didn't think I'd ever get tired of it. Not in a million years.

"Hah. She deserves something more than this room. Come, to my suite," Alejandro said.

Tyson's strong arms swept me off my feet again.

I was carried onto an elevator and placed back upright. Again, each of them took a side of me. Their kisses rained down on my cheeks. Their hands down my body roamed down my dress. They took hold of my breasts. Fingers from both men ravished me and awakened it to prepare to enjoy their touch further. Each of them removed a strap to my dress.

Tyson leaned down into my ear. "Enjoy this, Marci. If I was to make you mine forever, I want you to revel in the experiences I would deny you by taking you so young."

The words bounced through my head. The possibility of his words excited me. Alejandro, though, was quick to claim my attention.

"If he doesn't, maybe I'll take you as my own," he whispered. As sexy as he was, I sensed that there wasn't the complete sincerity there. He'd wanted me to spite Tyson. Alejandro was simply lust. Not love like Tyson was.

Having both, however, was a wonderful thing.

The elevator rose and the kisses never ended. My dress wasn't going to make it through the doors. I blushed as it hit the floor, my naked breasts being exposed to the first man who wasn't Tyson. Alejandro was quick to take both of them into his hands. "Perhaps this is what you see in her?" He raised an eyebrow.

"More to her than that."

Again I was picked up, this time by Alejandro. They couldn't kiss me and grope me as I walked. Alejandro's hands found their ways of lifting me by spreading my cheeks. A finger of his found its way to my hole and teased it. Tyson had never gone there with me yet. He didn't want to drop a single bit of his seed.

Alejandro's bedroom was utterly majestic in every way imaginable. With silk sheets and red curtains, a color of passion, it made me believe he was not a man who subscribed to the philosophy of monogamy. He was so very unlike Tyson.

I was tossed onto the bed, landing with a playful bounce. The material tickled the flesh of my back. Two billionaires stood before me in all of their beauty. I couldn't believe this was happening to me.

"Let's see whose body she'll enjoy more, my friend," Alejandro said. He started undoing the buttons of his shirt. His jacket must have disappeared at some point between here and the elevator.

Tyson nodded his head and did the same. Their bodies started to reveal themselves to me. Alejandro was completely shaved. Tyson, though, sported sparse hair. Manly, but he was still far from being Sasquatch.
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In wide- eyed amazement, I watched as both approached. My hands reached and ran down their pecs. I didn't even deserve one man like this, let alone two of them. Yet here I was with both of them stripping down for me. Their bodies were here for me to touch, to love, to enjoy.

"So, you have to like a body like this. Much more than his," Alejandro said.

I looked at him, then Tyson's.

“You're not going to try to make her choose someone tonight, are you? So petty," Tyson shook his head.

"Come on. Stop looking starstruck. You have to have a preference."

My fingers slowly explored the chests of both men. The smoothness of Alejandro, the coarseness of Tyson. I'd be just fine with either of them pressed up against my breasts, back, or anywhere on my body. "Um. uh."

"Hah! Enjoy this, my Marci." Alejandro shook his head. He sought to screw with my head. Fool me into choosing. I didn't want either of them to go.

"Go, Alejandro. Let's see how you will please my young beauty. Make her scream your name. If you can." Tyson took a step back.

Alejandro took the initiative. His lean body quick to press me down onto his bed. He rained down kisses on my neck, my breasts, my abdomen. His fingers found their way into my panties. His lithe fingers slid over my clit and into my pussy. He found that I was oh so slick and ready for the both of them. His touch forced a low moan out of me and brought a grin to his face.

"Your flower. I must taste it," he said. His lips started to kiss around the fabric of my underwear. My tender folds were teased through the fabric and he then lifted my legs over his arms. He hooked his fingers into my panties. Alejandro pressed my legs together and yanked them right down my legs before allowing me to spread myself before him again. "Beautiful," he said as he gazed at my nudity. I blushed as I was now completely bare before him.

His hands grazed down my thighs and towards my valley. Alejandro's face followed them. I shared a sight of his smile from above. That cocky look told me that my pleasure was going to be a point of pride for him. That idea was reinforced as he began to tongue my tender folds. Tickling, teasing. Everything about him was a tease. The lovely sensations started to radiate through me with every lick. 

He gave me a real taste of pleasure as his tongue pressed over my clit and into my slit. The sudden shock caused me to gasp loudly. My back arched slightly and I yearned for him even more. His hands roamed up my sides to my breasts and began to massage them. Through his wonderful tongue work, he sought to steal me through immense bliss. I couldn't say I disliked the attempt.

"She's liking it yes, but do you know how to bring her home, Alejandro?" Tyson's arms were crossed.

Tyson's words had an undesired effect. They made Alejandro stop. "Show me how you do it then, my friend."

He grinned and gestured Tyson towards me. Tyson took his place between my legs. I knew how Tyson did this. He did it so very often. Just to watch me moan. Watch me smile. The joy that my joy brought him. The prickly nature of his beard was all so familiar yet wonderful as it tickled my folds in every which way with his approach. He quickly matched Alejandro's rhythm, picking up right where the other man left off.

He soon switched to his own method. Familiar yet wonderful, it was something no girl could ever tire of. Tyson was always best when he had something to prove. Tonight they competed to see who could please me the best. It was a competition that I really enjoyed.

Tyson's hands roamed under my ass cheeks and massaged my hole gently. His intrusions were gentle. His eyes darted towards me with a curious glare. Then over to Alejandro. Through this, he never once let up on his licking pace on my pussy. Even as his fingers teased and prodded my pucker.

My mouth gaped open as he teased me in that forbidden place. Why was he playing with me back there? I couldn't say what I thought of it. I decided I'd need to experience more of it to really give a judgment. The teasing of my asshole was a background sensation to the pounding pleasures that his tongue brought. Each flick of his tongue escalated me to ecstasy.

He watched me moan as my back began to arch more. The sounds made him redouble his efforts, focusing harder on my clit. My eyes rolled back. More and more bliss claimed me. The echoes of his attention were paid little mind. My eyes flashed around the room. Alejandro looked on expectantly. He watched as his rival made his woman soar in nirvana through knowledge and experience.

My voice sounded through the luxurious room as I came. Electricity over ran my flesh in every direction. In my blurry sights, I saw the kind grin of Tyson rising up. A finger remained on my pussy. He always sought to wring every bit of bliss out of an orgasm.

"Hah. Well done." Alejandro did a sarcastic golf clasp, still smiling. I was kind of offended. I really enjoyed Tyson's performance.

"I suppose you wanted some attention, Alejandro?" Tyson stood.

"Perhaps," he nodded. "Let's see how she repays such favors."

Tyson offered his hand and pulled me off of the bed. I landed gently on my knees. Both of them unbuttoned their pants and pushed them to the floor. Tyson always opted for boxer briefs; sleek, sexy, and professional.

Alejandro, um, didn't even bother. His cock was right in front of me, hot and powerful. I giggled a bit. It was hard for me. It was nice to know that I had more to me than a resemblance that could excite men.

"Why hide what women want to get to," Alejandro said. I couldn't particularly disagree with him.

"Class, perhaps
?
" Tyson said.

I reached out for the man meat in front of me. To Tyson's fabric-covered cock of Tyson. I petted it and teased the beast his underwear currently restrained. To Alejandro's naked cock, of Alejandro as it was ready to receive the attention it sought. His flesh shuddered under my light touch. I stroked him gently as my hands went down to his balls where they hung low under his shaft. My hand caressed them gently with wonder. Would Tyson have allowed him to empty those into me before my womb was certainly claimed by him?

My hand reached around the waistband. I struggled to pull it over Tyson's pounding erection. He was there, as always, to assist me. I was quick to give his naked flesh the same attention that I gave his rival. I gently caressed both sets of testicles. I stared down both of the organs in front of me. I was kind of intimidated by how they were pointed right at me.

I had to remind myself just how amazing this was. Both of them hard and competing for my affections. This was every girl's dream. It wasn't supposed to happen to nineteen-year-old babysitters.

I wasn't going to look a gift horse in the cock- er, mouth. I stroked the pair of them, eying them up. I saw a new flavor in front of me and teased Alejandro's cock with a simple lick of my tongue. He gasped lowly under my tongue's sensitive touch as I explored his texture and enjoyed the scent of his sweat. It was ever so subtlety different from Tyson's.

Not to forget Tyson, though. My licks continued to mirrored my actions on him. I stroked Alejandro as I sucked Tyson with a dedicated jerking. Tyson had been quite the teacher over the weeks. He guided me in details and knowledge on how to better please him in so many ways. I guess he never believed I'd ever have applied it to anyone besides him. Certainly not someone like Alejandro.

I took Tyson through my lips slowly, as I had so many times before. Familiar, his taste was something I knew and loved. He was calm and sweet with me as I took him deep and licked him with care.

As I left him with a smile, I looked towards his opposite. I took Alejandro into my mouth. Tyson would always stroke me sweetly. Alejandro, though, was a bit different. He pushed his cock deeper into my throat, much harder than Tyson ever did. Rough, I couldn't say I totally disliked it. A different flavor of the same great thing. I wanted Alejandro to want me like Tyson wanted me. Even if I didn’t feel the exact same lust and love for both men.

Trickles of Alejandro's pre-come dripped onto my tongue. It gave me a taste of something I perhaps wouldn't ever be able to taste again.

"So, my marvelous Marci," Alejandro began, "whose lovely cock do you prefer?" His eyebrows rose deviously.