Devon, my one-flight-stand from the trip, and his coworker, Matt, and I had danced for about another half an hour or so after Matt’s girlfriend, Audrey, had called it a night. Devon had bought me a third martini, but Brian always says that I have a one-and-a-half martini limit, so I barely touched it. But still, I was in another dimension that alcohol did little to create.
The two young men took turns dancing with me: musky and fruity, deer and emerald, long & slim and long & thick. I could tell when Matt pressed against me that he was as well hung as Brian, but the thickness of it and shape of it were hard for me to figure out. As if I should be trying. Matt had powerful back muscles and a huge, hard ass. He could pound a woman for hours. His full lips were dark on the outside but red and inviting on the inside. His hands were large, too large for my hands. His tongue was thick and red and I wanted to suck on it.
When it came time for the last song I was dancing with Matt. Devon pressed up behind me. I lowered my head onto Matt’s chest. He drew me tight. Devon lightly kissed my neck and shoulders. I shivered. His hands were on my sides, fingers lightly grazing my breasts. Matt’s hands were on my hips and my mind wandered as to the feel of him flexing those back and ass muscles as he fucked me. Devon mixed the kissing with gentle licks and nibbles.
The song ended. We had been the only people in the bar all night. The three of us had put on quite a show for the wait staff. Devon and Matt tipped them well. It was an awkward departure.
We walked up the stairs, with me between the two of them, my hands on their lower backs, my thumbs tucked in at the tops of their trousers, their arms crossing my back to my shoulders. I felt very protected, and very wanted. We walked slowly to the elevator. Matt pressed the call button. No one spoke. Only the sound of our breathing. Deep and labored.
When the elevator doors opened, both men released their arms, gently urging me into the elevator car. I stepped to the back and turned, and immediately my eyes went to their crotches, then up their chests to their eyes, back and forth between the two.
“Six,” I said.
“Us, too,” Matt replied.
He stepped forward, took my tiny hands in his island-like paws and lifted them to his face; then cupping my chin and tilting it up, he slowly lowered his mouth to mine, placing those thick, juicy lips in a gentle kiss. His jaw felt powerful beneath my hands, but the kiss was tender and from his soul. His firm lips released from mine, leaving their moisture behind as my moisture went with his. The doors opened.
He wrapped his right arm around my shoulder to usher me out. I stepped forward as Devon took my hand. We stepped into the elevator lobby and then moved to our right toward the hallway. The lobby came to a “T” at the hallway. Devon released my hand. Our eyes met for a moment and then I looked back to the “T” of the hallway. My room was to the left. Matt stopped at the very first door in the cross of the “T” and took out his room card. He swiped and opened the door. Without a word or a touch, I walked into the room.
I strolled over to the window and stared out over the grounds, hypnotized by the lights below. I felt Devon walk up behind me and wrap his arms around my waist, his lips back to their spot on the right side of my neck. He nibbled his way up to my earlobe, gently kissing it, taking it into his mouth and massaging it with his tongue. I wrapped my left arm around his, and with my right hand, released the button on the waistband of my skirt. I then slowly and silently slid the zipper down. As soon as I took my fingers off the zipper, I gave a slight wiggle as I held my breath, and my skirt slipped down my thighs and onto the floor. I was now standing there in only my four-inch gold, spiky, strappy heels, and my gold top.
Matt stepped in front of me and took me by the hips, pulling me into him. He had removed his shirt and shoes. His chest was cut from working out, but he wasn’t muscle-bound. Tight wisps of hair curled in tiny knots on his chest where little pools of sweat had built from dancing. Or from the heat of the moment. I kissed his chest, nibbling my way to his nipples. I took his left nipple in my mouth as Devon worked down the back of my neck in circular swirls of his tongue. He released his grip around my waist and Matt’s erection pressed firmly against my abdomen. Devon moved his hands to the small of my back, rubbing my kidney dimples, working his way with his right hand down to gently squeeze my ass.
Matt moved his hands up from my hips, along my waist, teasing me as he lightly grazed the outside of my breasts and took hold under my arms. Instinctively, I placed my hands on his powerful biceps. He then lifted me straight in the air and walked forward. Devon moved to one side and Matt placed my feet lightly on the coffee table. Matt slid his hands out from under my arms and firmly squeezed my breasts, tweaking the nipples between his thumb and forefinger. I opened my mouth to his, sucking his tongue into my mouth like a penis, encircling it with my tongue. He tasted divine and I felt him shudder under the grip of my mouth.
Devon took his hands down my back, massaging as he went, dropping little kisses between his thumbs as I leaned down and probed Matt’s mouth with my tongue. I felt Devon’s bare arms and chest on the back of my legs and ass. He must have removed his shirt and tie while Matt was walking. Devon worked all the way down my ass, thighs, and calves to the back of my ankles in tiny kisses, swirling tongue, pursing lips, gentle nibbles, and kneading hands. I was melting under his touch as Matt pulled his tongue from my grip and lowered his mouth down the front of my neck. Devon then started working his way back up my legs.
Matt continued to work his way down my chest. His lips and tongue felt divine on my sweaty flesh, but my mouth ached to be kissed more. Matt pulled my right breast from under the fabric and took it into both hands like a fine vase. He pursed his lips and lowered them onto the tender flesh on the outside. He then kissed his way down the fullness, into the cleavage and finally onto my nipple. I moaned in ecstasy. My knees felt weak. He took my engorged nipple between his lips and rolled his tongue into it as he suckled deeply. Devon was now at my ass. He took his elbows and spread my legs. He took his fingers and spread my cheeks.
Matt removed his mouth from my breast and left the other aching to be suckled. He moved his mouth down my belly in tiny kisses almost mirroring Devon’s. His hands moved down the front of my thighs. Both men dropped to their knees on the coffee table. I moved my feet wide apart. At once, the tiny tip of Devon’s tongue rimmed my rectum as Matt pressed his tongue onto my clit. Matt gripped my clit with his full, thick lips, sucking it into his mouth where his tongue met it with gentle pressure. Devon’s tongue probed deeper into my ass as his hands kneaded my cheeks. Matt began working on my clit in faster, firmer circles, waxing and waning the pressure from his lips.
My knees were trembling, my arms hung limp in the air, and I felt my body quiver. My mouth hung open, longing for lips, a tongue, a nipple, a cock. My body filled with heat as my shaky legs began to tighten and tremble. Their tongues were moving in harmony that sent waves of pleasure through my flesh, into my bones, and through my soul.
Matt slid his hands up to my breasts and urged them to produce, squeezing them as he rotated them slightly. Just as my body began to tense to orgasm my lips were met and Audrey’s tongue encircled mine, sucking it into hers. I exploded in a powerful orgasm, my whole body spasming and quivering, Matt and Devon’s powerful arms holding me up as Audrey ran her lips down my neck. I collapsed into Devon’s arms. He lifted me up, cradling me in his arms as he lowered me down on the bed.
As I lay there on the soft sheets of the king-sized bed, I saw Audrey standing to the side, her small, naked breasts in silhouette from the garden light shining through the window. She had been in the room the entire time and I didn’t know it. She was leaning against the wall, smiling at me.
Devon and Matt, both dressed only in their trousers, looked at me with want and need. After a minute or two of afterglow, I sat up, grasped my top, pulled it off my body and tossed it onto the floor by my skirt. I placed my hands on the bed beside my hips and scooted to the edge of the bed where I sat staring at these two fine specimens of manhood.
Reaching out with both hands I grasped Devon and Matt’s belt buckles, gave a tug and unlatched them. Grabbing each man by the top of the waistband of his trousers, I pulled them toward me. First Matt and then Devon, and it took a bit of doing, but I managed to undo both of their trouser buttons. Matt and Devon took hold of the tops of their trousers and I slid their zippers down together. They took the cue, lowered their pants, and stepped out of them. Both wore briefs, bulging briefs filled with hard, oozing cocks.
I ran my hands over their bellies and down the outside of their thighs. As a scraped my nails up the inside of their thighs I could see those powerful muscles quiver. Matt was oozing precum in alarming amounts and I hoped that he wouldn’t shoot too soon. The outline of his penis under those briefs was still a little hard for me to make out in the dim light. Devon was as hard as he was yesterday on the plane and I longed to suck that tapered head between my lips.
Reaching up under their briefs, I took all four enflamed balls into my hands at once. Just lifting the fabric released that musky smell that I know so well. I moved my hands up, extending their cocks and poking them out of the waistband of their briefs, saying in silence: “Two soldiers ready for duty, ma’am.”
I pulled my hands from the bottom of their briefs and moved to the waistband. Without a moment’s hesitation, each man grabbed his shorts and pulled them down while I held on to their throbbing penis. I tugged them toward me and leaned over, taking in a deep breath through my nostrils. The smell was heavenly.
I reached out with my tongue to Devon, pursed my lips across his tapered cockhead, and slowly stroked his cock twice while I sucked the pre-cum from his dick. He was saltier than I expected, but rich. I then looked at Matt’s hard-on. He was uncircumcised.
I’d never had an uncircumcised man before. The soft foreskin covered his cockhead so I couldn’t really get a good look at it. I softened my grip and moved my hand closer to the end and then grabbed hold of the foreskin, gently pulling it all the way back. A shiny red head poked through the chocolate flesh, all aglow from precum.
I started at the underside and ran my tongue around the head, licking it clean of precum. He was SO sweet tasting! I pulled the head into my mouth and stuck the tip of my tongue in his cum hole. Pulling my mouth off, a long string of precum followed me. I took my finger, broke it free, and swirled it onto my finger and then into my mouth. Both men let out a moan. They were my men. They belonged to me.
Audrey was uninterested in joining in but was the ever-present voyeur. At least to my knowledge she made no effort to participate, and I really didn’t care why at the time. I took turns stroking first one cock and then the other into my mouth. I would run my lips and tongue up and down the shaft two or three times before devouring the cock to the root with my mouth. After three or four strokes with my throat, mouth, and hand, I would pull off and move over to the other.
Their hands were on my head and neck. At one point, I pulled both men close to me, and pulled both of their cocks into my mouth at once. I wrapped my arms around them and grabbing two handfuls of tight ass, I squeezed them into fucking my mouth simultaneously for a several strokes. Then I pulled them out.
Without a word I urged Matt behind me. Lifting my fanny up off the bed by leaning forward onto Devon, Matt slipped under me and I sat back down on his engorged cock, reverse Cowgirl style. He filled every fissure of me. The soft foreskin moved easily inside me and I had a small orgasm as he finished entering me.
Pulling my mouth off of Devon’s penis, I pulled him down to his knees in front of me. Matt had eaten me, now it was Devon’s turn. I leaned back onto Matt and pulled first one foot and then the other onto the bed as I pulled Devon’s face to my clit.
I started grinding in a slow, circular motion as Matt began slowly thrusting in and out of me. Matt was pushing me to a vaginal orgasm very quickly so I slowed my movements. Devon’s tongue with its pointy tip quickly went to work on my clit, pressing and sucking, twirling and licking with increasing speed and intensity.
My body raged, I felt the swell within me, vaginally and clitorally, I was building to orgasm both ways at once. I started bucking onto Devon’s face and thrusting my ass back at Matt’s cock, not knowing which I wanted to fuck more. Their hands were grasping for flesh as I climaxed, squeezing Matt’s thighs with my hands as my head fell back on his shoulder. As my climax peaked, Matt shot deep within me pulling my hips down to him. Eight, nine hard thrusts of semen filled me, spilling out onto the bed. Devon sank to the floor.
I rolled off Matt. Devon had still not climaxed. Devon lifted my feet from the floor and pulled them up to his chest. Turns out he has foot fetish. Just like Brian. He took each of my toes into his mouth one by one, sucking and licking them. He then worked his way down the arch and onto the ankles, gently chewing on the Achilles. He pulled my ankles together, and Devon entered me in one long, slow, deep stroke. He held my legs to his chest, kissing, licking and chewing on my feet as he took on long, slow strokes. He was going to savor this fuck, just like he had on the plane.
Audrey joined her mouth to mine again, kissing me as tenderly as the fuck I was getting. She had a floral taste, fresh and light. Totally unlike a man. I’d never kissed a woman before, never had a woman’s tongue explore my mouth before, and I didn’t know what to expect. With her second kiss, Devon took me to my second orgasm.
Audrey pulled off my lips and moved to my breasts. Oh. My. Gosh. She knew exactly how to fondle and suckle breasts. Her movements weren’t nearly as harsh and desperate feeling as a man’s. Her movements emanated from within and that is where they landed in me. As she took my breast in her mouth a second time, Devon took me to my third orgasm.
Matt had recovered and moved his hardening cock to my mouth. I grasped it my left hand and leaned forward to take it in. It was so soft and tender, the full foreskin a paradise of flesh. I ran my tongue and lips all over and around his foreskin pulling it into my mouth as I cupped his balls. As he hardened I began working it. I wanted cum. I wanted his sweet cum in my mouth. Now.
I pumped faster and harder on his cock. Devon was getting extremely heated at the sight of Audrey sucking my breasts and me sucking Matt’s cock. The heavy, labored breathing in the room filled it with sound. Still not a word had been spoken from the dance floor but those few at the elevator.
Flesh slapping flesh, lips sucking flesh echoed throughout the room. Matt, Devon, and I were building together. Devon was holding back waiting on Matt. Devon would pound into me with hard, deep thrusts, and then pull back with lighter, shallower thrusts. I knew that I would cum when I felt Devon or Matt’s semen splash my throat or womb.
I was sending my mouth down to Matt’s balls with every down stroke, sliding my hand off the shaft and onto his balls, only to pull the hand back up his shaft as I withdrew my mouth to the tender, red tip. His cock had a texture that sent my mind reeling and filled my lips with electricity. I wanted to eat his cum. I wanted Devon’s cum to fill my throbbing pussy.
With Devon pounding my pussy, my juices flowing down my ass, and Matt’s cock in my throat, it finally happened. Matt filled my throat with a thick, heavy load of salty cum, I cried out with pleasure around his cock as my orgasm starting trembling its way through my being.
He splashed my mouth with another tasty reward as Devon tightened his ass and pulled me, thrusting deep within me as he shot his load in thrust after thrust. Matt’s cum filled my mouth. I held still as these two men pumped me with semen. It seemed to go on forever.
As Devon quivered in my pussy and Matt throbbed in my mouth, I too couldn’t stop shaking. I pulled off of them. First, I rotated my legs away from Devon as he fell back to sit on the coffee table, and then I pulled my cum drenched mouth from Matt’s tender, softening cock.
I stood up, semen pouring from my pussy, walked around the table to pick up my skirt, top, and purse. Turning without a sound, I walked to the door and turned the lever. Stepping out into the hallway wearing only my heels, I walked to my room, leaving a trail of cum as I went, oblivious to the presence of anyone else. I have no idea if there was anyone in the hall or not.
I opened the door to my room, stepped inside, walked to the balcony to take a quick selfie for Brian, captioned it, ‘Back in the room after a hard-on night,’ shut off my phone, and then collapsed on the bed.
