I drink champagne from the bottle, watching as you and Octavio kiss and caress each other. I had met the two of you at the hotel bar after finishing with a dinner with prospective clients. Rather than waste much time, after one drink we had retreated up to the room. I popped champagne and poured out a couple glasses while the two of you had made yourself comfortable on the bed, already kicking off shoes and otherwise making yourself comfortable. Now, I ease myself back into the oversized chair watching the two of you go at it like teenage prom dates. I grin as I lift the bottle to my lips.
Octavio kisses down your neck, unbuttoning your blouse as he does revealing a black lace camisole top that he pushes his hand under. You return my gaze as he kisses down your body and pulls off your pants, down past your hips to the floor. The thong you wear matches the camisole top and he plants kisses on your belly as he removes this too.
“Come over here, Tyler,” you say.
I lift myself from the chair and approach the bed. You unbutton my shirt, little gasps escaping between kisses down my torso as Octavio’s tongue finds your wet slit. I shrug my shirt off as you unfasten my belt, my zipper, and then push pants and boxers down past my ass. They drop to the floor as you take my cock into your mouth.
I love how you moan as you suck and my cock throbs between your lips. With me in your left hand, you run your right hand over Octavio’s head as it bobs between your thighs. I take another swig of bubbly and then lean down to give you a champagne-flavored kiss. We kiss passionately. Then you say, “Octavio, c’mere. I want you to taste Tyler.”
You offer him my cock and he puts his mouth over it gingerly. It is your turn to watch and you lie back on the bed watching us, idly tracing a finger back and forth over your pussy. I watch you, and you tease me. One hand reaches under the cami to play with a nipple while the other strokes your own pussy. You lock eyes with me as your pussy-soaked finger moves up to your mouth and you suck on it. Octavio has become a bit bolder and now I feel him sucking me and his tongue running under my shaft. You finger yourself some more and then press your fingers into my mouth this time. I suck them hungrily, and a little moan escapes me as you take your hand away.
You’ve had enough of seeing my pleasure coming from the mouth of another and you crawl over on all fours, taking my cock from Octavio. He watches only momentarily before moving around on the bed behind you spreading your legs and burying his tongue into you again.
I’ve set down the bottle so I can take your head in my hands as your mouth travels the length of my shaft. Behind you, Octavio is on his knees, pushing his cock between the folds of your juicy cunt. You can’t suppress a cry as a wave of pleasure overwhelms you with the realization that you are being filled by two cocks.
I love the way you suck me – with a desire, intensity, hunger. You want to ingest me, and I can feel it in your lips, tongue, and throat. Each of Octavio’s strokes ripples through your body, the ripples ending up as small stifled gasps and constriction of your mouth on me. It feels so good. I don’t want to come yet but can’t help myself. I fuck your face with the same eagerness that Octavio is fucking your cunt.
“Mmm, I’m going to come, baby,” I warn. You take me deeper. I unload down your throat. Octavio even stops for a moment. You drink me down, your hand milking every drop from me. I shudder as you pop my dick from between your lips. You lick at the head as Octavio resumes his cadence.
“I want more!” you command.
I shrug off the command and pick up the bottle of champagne again, taking another long drink. I sprawl naked on the big king bed alongside you. You give me a pouty look, and I return it with my own bemused one. Within moments, though, your attention turns to the pleasure given by the cock that is in you and my attention is simply on the live sex show you put on next to me.
Octavio’s long, brown body glistens as he undulates into you. I move my eyes up along his torso, over his lean chest, taking in the thin but muscular shoulders. Though I seem to be glancing lazily at the proceedings, I make sure to make eye contact with him. I want to gauge his comfort or discomfort for me being there. He meets it for a moment and then disengages by closing his eyes and tilting his head back with pleasure. I grin to myself: he is just uncomfortable enough to make this enjoyable and not so much that he won’t go along with everything.
The top of your camisole gapes open giving me a view of your tits struggling within it. I gently push the spaghetti straps of it down off your shoulders and the motion of you rocking against Octavio pushes it down freeing your gorgeous little tits and their swollen nipples.
I watch you with growing interest as you get fucked. The blood begins to find its way back below my waist and eventually, you notice that I am fondling a semi-erect penis again. Your head finds its way into my lap again and your tongue replaces my hand with long wet strokes that begin under my balls practically at my anus and run slowly up my shaft to the glans. I close my eyes and lay completely back, succumbing to your hungry mouth.
Eyes closed, champagne swirling in my head, your tongue swirling around my cock, I’m listening to Octavio grunt. I don’t want him to cum. I pull you forward, away from him and over my body to straddle me so I can have you now. My cock slips easily into your slick fuck hole. You kiss me hard. For several minutes it is just you and I, kissing each other, hands roaming over each other, hips rocking together. My hands worship your body, your tits, your hips, your ass.
Before our passion completely engulfs us, though, you call Octavio over. He kneels to the side and you take his cock into your mouth as you ride me. I reach over to touch his thigh and feel a slight flinch, but he doesn’t pull away. For another few moments, it is the three of us together, my dick working your pussy, my hand on Octavio’s muscular quadricep, his cock in your mouth.
You pop his cock from between your lips. “‘Tavio, the K-Y,” you command.
He gets the tube from where you had it in your purse and hands it to you as you sit, still now, still impaled on my cock. You squeeze out a line of the lube, then tug at Octavio’s wrist to move behind you as your other hand reaches behind the other side to grease up your own ass. You lean forward with my cock still inside of you and present your ass to Octavio. I take one of your tits between my lips. He slowly pushes his long lean cock into you and I can fill it through your pussy walls.
“Ohhh, fuck my ass,” you growl. The two of us remain virtually motionless as Octavio backs his cock slowly out of your ass before easing it back in again. You bite my shoulder as he thrusts again. As he gains momentum, I begin to carefully rock my dick in and out of your cunt. With both of us pumping in and out of you, you begin to moan and then the moans turn to whimpers as you begin to climax.
“Ungh! I’m coming!” you shout, and we all three are riding the wave, thrusting, bucking, and moaning. I feel Octavio pull out and he’s spurting spunk on the crack of your ass. My own cock quivers and you reach down to keep me captive in your cunt. I explode hot spooge deep inside of you as your body shakes.
You collapse onto me, my dick still quivering inside of you.
