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sat on the edge of the bed, trying to wring the tension out of my hands, and let out a long, stuttering breath. I could see myself in the large mirror that dominated the hotel room's wall. My eyes were bright and wide and my lips slightly parted. I fussed with the purposeful mess of my hair for a moment but stopped myself. Excitement and panic lay tangled in a thick ball in my chest. I concentrated on the sheen the desk lamp cast on the leather blazer I was wearing, and the stiff angles the collar of the stylish burgundy shirt took under it. I had paid a small fortune for the shirt, even on sale. The jacket, too. I loved the way expensive clothes looked on me though, the way they hung and fit. I pushed a hand into the open shirt collar and tried to massage some of the tension out of my chest and neck. My skin was hot and looked flushed, and as my hand squeezed gently at my throat and trailed down again into the sparse hair that peeked through the unfastened buttons my cock stirred in anticipation. I wondered if I looked like a prostitute. My hand broke out in a thin layer of sweat at the thought. I rubbed my palms up and down my thighs, and the vague itch from the wool slacks made my breathing slightly less even.Room service
II heard the toilet flush. My heart pounded in my ears as I stared into the mirror. I watched the doorknob twist and the door open languorously. The woman walked slowly into the room, her bottom lip disappearing quickly under her teeth as she met my gaze in the mirror. She was beautiful, in a way. Handsome and sultry with large, dark-lashed eyes the color of chocolate, skin like smooth cream and deep brown hair that caught tones of honey and gold in the soft light. She wore a thin black dress which crossed over her full breasts and showed off her toned arms and regal neck and clavicle - obviously expensive and delicate. The dress ended with a ragged bottom, just above her knees, and I must have gasped slightly as I ran my eyes down her fabric-clung thighs and shapely legs because her red lips opened in a smile. She must have been ten years older than me - maybe 37, 38 - but she was obviously in fantastic shape.
She walked like a runway model, but slower, placing one strappy stilettoed foot in front of the other. As she moved a few more steps into the room, her right hand began to trail behind her, and as my gaze traced the length of her arm from shoulder, to bicep, to taught forearm, to the delicate diamond and silver chain she wore around her small wrist, the knot in my chest suddenly tightened and spasmed and pushed my breath out in ragged pulses.
I turned on the bed to face the doorway as she led her husband out of the bathroom by the hand.
He was younger than her, that was obvious, but probably older than me. I've never been into men, but it's obvious when a guy's good looking. He was tall and angular, with the kind of square jaw, straight piercing blue eyes, and wavy blond hair trained back from his forehead by years of running fingers through it that put me in mind of the proverbial all-American. He wore a stylish, slim tuxedo and black bowtie, hung from the open collar of his crisp white shirt. His skin was deeply tanned and lined around the eyes and mouth, and I could make out the swell of his pecs just as easily as his tapered waist. I watched him swallow hard and cut me a crooked smile. Without thinking I licked my dry lips and my eyes flicked to the obvious bulge in the tuxedo pants where his cock strained to against the fabric. I heard the woman's breath draw in sharply.
I closed my eyes for a second and tried to swallow down the panic in my throat. I had never been with a guy. I mean, that's not necessarily what this was. I didn't know what this was.
‘Are you nervous?' the woman said. I opened my eyes as she sat down on the bed beside me. In my periphery I could see the man opening the mini bar and unwrapping some glasses from their paper sleeves. The sound of the crinkling paper seemed exaggerated in the silent room and as she settled onto the bed it creaked slightly. I could smell alcohol on her breath and I realized how desperate I was for a drink.
Ice clinking into glasses and the snap of a tiny bottle cap twisting off.
‘No. I'm excited.' Only the first part was a lie.
‘We're excited too,' she said, looking toward her husband. She turned back to me. ‘Have you ever done this before?'
My breath caught in my throat and I shot a glance at the man. He crossed the small room and handed me a tumbler of ice and vodka, then one to his wife. ‘Do you want—‘
‘Having sex for money,' she interrupted, hearing the trepidation in my voice. ‘While another guy watches.'
‘No,' I said. I felt my face go red and I smiled to myself and looked down at my glass. I sunk the clear liquor in a single belt, and winced as it burned in my throat and stomach. Did I want to have sex with her husband? Is that was I had been thinking about this whole time? I didn't find men attractive in a romantic way. I could never fall in love with one, and had no interest in having a relationship with one. But I had to admit that the thought of having sex with a guy made me horny as hell. It was dirty and kinky and taboo - all the things that turned me on; all the things that led me to sign up with the agency in the first place. I didn't need the money. I didn't have a drug problem. But here I was in a downtown hotel room with a women I had never met, who had just a couple hours before placed a phonecall and ordered a guy like it was room service, and she was going to pay me to fuck her while her husband watched. And I was doing it for no other reason than because the very thought of doing it had made my head swim and my cock throb like it was going to turn me inside out.
‘400?' she asked. I nodded. Her husband had poured himself a drink too, and as he crossed back from the mini bar he slid his hand into his trouser pocket and pulled out a small fold of bills. He handed it to me and took a seat in the plush armchair beside the bed. He slouched slightly, brought the glass to his lips and sipped at the vodka. His eyes roved from me to his wife. I pressed the four hundred dollar bills between my thumb and fingers, and then slipped them into my inside pocket.
‘There now,' I heard the women coo in my ear. ‘He's ours now.'
I felt her fingers brush the hair above my right ear and then her lips and breath were on my neck, planting soft, ragged kisses I could barely feel. Her fingers snaked into my hair at the back of my head and I exhaled sharply and closed my eyes, letting her pull my head back and expose my throat.
‘Yeah,' I heard her whisper.
She kissed my neck and throat and moved down to my chest, pressing harder now, smearing her lips across my skin. I opened my eyes and looked down and saw her red lipstick smudged across her cheek and chin, and all over me. Still gripping the back of my head, her other hand moved up my leg, across my knee, and along my thigh until she came to the tip of my cock, straining against my trousers like a steel spring. She gasped slightly when she felt it, and withdrew her hand, only to make eye contact with me and grin white teeth through her smeared lipstick before settling her palm down on it and rubbing along its length.
She let go and stood up, taking a deep, open-mouthed breath and straightening her dress. She wiped at her mouth with the back of her hand and shot her husband an approving glance. I followed her look. The man still sat slumped in the chair, but now one hand was squeezing his thick, hard cock through the black fabric of the tuxedo pants, and his chest was rising and falling in a steady rhythm as he watched his wife intensely.
‘Oooh yeah,' she cooed. ‘Is this making you hot baby?'
He nodded and smiled at her and gave his cock a squeeze. ‘Yeah,' he said. ‘Extremely.'
‘Do you want to see me suck his cock?' she asked with exaggerated coy. She locked her gorgeous brown eyes back on me, on my hand which was now squeezing my own hard cock through my pants. ‘Oh god,' she breathed, almost inaudibly, and pushed one hand into the fold of her dress to rub her breast, exposing a swell of creamy flesh and the top of a black lace bra.
‘Yeah,' I heard him say breathlessly.
The woman pulled her dress up a few inches and got down on her knees in front of me. As her hands spread over my clothed hard on I glanced at her husband. He looked up from my crotch and smiled.
‘You're gonna get the blowjob of your life,' he said, and he changed his glass over to his left hand and popped the clasp on his trousers.
I felt his wife's fingers undo my own pants, and as she slowly drew the zipper down I watched him match her action, unzipping himself and spreading the crisp white shirt tails to reveal a taught pair of white Calvin Klein boxer briefs. He caught my eye and nodded toward his wife. I looked down and watched her French-manicured fingers finish with my zipper and gently pull my pants open.
‘Oh my god,' she said, smiling. ‘You're not wearing underwear.'
I shook my head no and bit my lip as the base of my swollen cock nestled in a neat mat of pubic hair came into view. Veins bulged along its length, and it tugged hard against the fabric, wanting to be freed. She didn't uncover it fully. Instead she ran the thumb of her right hand along the inch or so that was exposed, panting slowly and keeping her smudged lips wet with a glistening tongue.
‘Oh fuck yeah,' she whispered as my cock pulsed against her touch. ‘God I want your hard cock. You're a big boy,' she said, and looked up into my eyes at exactly the same moment her fingers circled my erection and pulled it free of my pants. My cock nearly shook it was so hard, and I watched, mesmerized, as she stared into my eyes and stroked up and down its length, moving her hand over the tip to coat me the head with slippery precum.
From the chair I heard her husband groan, and I glanced over to see him fold the Calvins down to reveal a thick, hard cock. His eyes crept to mine briefly, and then returned to his wife's grip on my own shaft. I had never seen a man stroke his own dick in person before. Sure, I'd seen it in pictures and videos, but suddenly there it was not four feet away from me. It throbbed with power and sex.
‘I think he likes watching you,' the woman said to her husband as I stared at the glistening head of his penis. As if to tease me he grinned and set his glass down, and then pulled the Calvins even lower, exposing his balls. His hand worked up and down his shaft, and then grabbed and tugged at his testicles.
‘Maybe he'd rather you be down here than me,' she said, giving my cock a squeeze.
I breathed a nervous laugh and turned my attention back to her. ‘You wish,' I said with a casual ease that sounded less than convincing.
‘Maybe,' she replied, and without taking her eyes from mine she opened her mouth and slid her tongue over my glans, before enveloping the entire head of my penis in her warm, wet mouth.
I gasped as she started slowly sucking my cock, working one hand in a twisting motion at the base as her mouth plunged onto its length and her tongue circled the head each time she came up. The whole time her eyes were locked onto mine. Her pace quickened slightly, until my breath was coming in short stabs each time I felt the head of my cock hit the back of her throat. A thick stream of saliva broke from the corner of her mouth and ran down the length of the shaft, and when she pulled her mouth away momentarily to pump me with her fist it trailed from her lip and then hung from her chin like a glob of cum before dropping onto the front of her dress.
‘Take his clothes off,' her husband said hoarsely. Entranced by his wife's skilful blowjob, I had almost forgotten the man sitting in the armchair beside me. He stood up now and shrugged the tuxedo jacket off. His thick rod was trapped against his hard abs by the white Calvins, and I could see where the precum was glistening against his stomach. As his wife pushed my blazer off my shoulders and pulled me to my feet I watched him get undressed. His eyes caught mine and he smiled again as he unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall to the floor, and then dropped his pants and stepped out of them. His wife had pulled my pants down around my ankles, and as my shirt slid off my arms he tugged the boxer briefs to the floor and dropped back into the chair.
I felt the woman's fingers encircle my hard on again, and with the other hand she reached around and pulled and squeezed at my ass cheeks. Her hot breath lit up my neck again and she pressed her body against mine. My horniness was reaching fever pitch. Having this gorgeous woman kiss my neck and tug at my cock and balls made me hot enough, but the thought - the sight - of her naked husband just feet away, stroking his own engorged shaft, knowing that watching his wife suck a stranger's cock - a stranger that he had paid - was making him horny as hell too, was almost too much. I wanted her so badly.
I wound my fingers into her hair and kissed her deeply, her tongue instantly pushing into my mouth and circling my own. She moaned as my hands ran down her chest and found the edges of her dress.
‘Tear it,' I heard him say breathlessly, and I did. The fabric tore in my hands as I stripped it away from her shoulders and down to her waist. I undid the thin belt and pulled the last couple of clasps on the dress apart. It fell to the floor just as she pushed me away, panting deeply.
I took in her gorgeous, toned stomach, full, angular hips and swollen breasts, heaving with her breath. She wore a pair of high-cut black panties to match the bra, and when she turned coyly and walked to the mini bar to pour herself another drink I saw that it was in fact a thong, dividing her firm ass cheeks. She reached into the mini bar and pulled out a tiny bottle of vodka, cracked it, and belted it back in a single shot.
I slipped my pants off and sat down on the bed again, stroking my cock and letting my eyes roam unashamedly over her entire body. Her and her husband obviously spent a lot of time working out.
‘You like what you see?' she asked me, and I nodded my approval. ‘I like you, too,' she offered, her tongue playing briefly over her teeth. She narrowed her eyes, like she was trying to place something. ‘You've got this whole, rock n' roll thing going on. It's very New York.'
She tossed the empty bottle in the trash and walked to where her overnight bag lay beside the closet. She bend down, her ass facing me, and began rummaging around. In a moment she produced a plastic shopping bag and from that a small box with what looked like lurid graphics all over it. She stood up and crossed back to the bed, tearing the box open and throwing the shredded pieces of cardboard aside.
‘Do you know what this is?' she asked, holding up the bulbous rubber toy.
‘It's a butt plug,' I said, the butterflies back again and my throat fighting to swallow.
She grinned and, sitting down beside me and reaching one hand under my balls to press against the muscle there, she popped it into her mouth and began to work it in and out until it was dripping with a thick layer of saliva. I continued to stroke my cock as her fingers explored my balls and then the soft, tight pucker of my asshole. I gasped quietly as she pressed one finger firmly against my asshole and raised my hips up off the bed slightly to give her better access.
‘Mmm,' she moaned, removing the plug from her mouth. ‘You like that? Does that feel good?'
‘Yeah,' I whispered. ‘I don't know.' I had had girls fingers in my ass a few times, and to be honest I loved the feeling, but now my heart was pounding in my throat and I was almost shaking in anticipation of what she was going to do, of what was going to happen.
‘Turn over,' she said. I did as she told me, rolling over onto my stomach so that my knees were on the floor at the side of the bed. ‘No,' she corrected me. ‘Put your head up this end.' She patted a pillow and I pulled myself up so that I was lying on my stomach with my body stretched out along the full length of the bed. I couldn't see the mirror now or the rest of the room, but I knew that my naked ass was pointing toward her husband and the thought sent a little chill through my stomach. I raised my ass a fraction off the bed, secretly inviting him to look, to stare at my tight virgin hole and dangling cock and testicles.
I heard her rummage in her overnight bag again, and in a moment she was sitting on the bed behind me. She curved her fingers under my hip bones and pulled me up so that my ass was in the air while my head remained on the pillow.
‘That's it,' I heard her coo. ‘You're shaking.' She sounded surprised. I felt her finger touch my asshole again and I bit my lip as she slowly massaged it. Then I felt her hands gently spread my ass cheeks and her warm, wet tongue touched the muscle beneath my balls and traced a wet line up to my sphincter.
I couldn't help myself and I let out a languorous moan. She licked and probed and sensitive ass with her tongue, pulling the cheeks apart harder now with her hands, trying to work her tongue in past the tightly knotted muscle. I could feel her hot breath on my ass and soon quickly cooling streams of drool were dripping onto my balls and the sheets of the bed. I crooked my head to watch my purple cock and balls bob to the rhythm of her thrusting tongue, and ran my eyes over the milky swell of her tits. Behind her I could see her husband stroking his own cock, faster now, his mouth open, his eyes roaming over the scene in front of him. Beside her on the bed was the butt plug and a bottle of lube.
The woman pulled back and sat with her feet tucked underneath her. ‘You've got such a tight little asshole,' she purred, still rubbing my tingling hole with one hand. I heard the click of the cap from the bottle of lube and I tensed in anticipation of the touch of the cold fluid. She squeezed some onto her fingers and put them back on my asshole, this time rubbing harder, testing my tight sphincter with her cold, slick fingers.
‘Oh god,' I moaned as I felt her push a single digit past the point of resistance. She sunk her finger deep into my ass and I felt myself grinding against it involuntarily. My head swam with pleasure as she began slowly working her slender digit in and out to the last knuckle. ‘Oh god yeah, that feels good.'
‘I bet it does,' she said. ‘Your asshole is so beautiful and tight. It makes so hot to finger fuck it.'
Soon she had worked a second finger in, and she started fucking me more vigorously. It hurt a little, but I liked it that way. I starting whispering quiet encouragement to her. I could hear her breathing pick up, and now I could clearly hear the sound of her husband's ragged panting as he jerked off.
Then her fingers were gone, and I felt the cold tip of the butt plug press against my asshole. It started to stretch me as she pushed on it. I drew in breath sharply at the stinging sensation. Then cold droplets of lube hit my ass and I felt her rub the bell-shaped shaft of the plug up and down my crack to coat it.
‘C'mon take it,' she hissed, and pushed the latex plug against my hole again, this time stretching me out and forcing it in. I cried out half in pleasure, half in pain, as the wide head of the plug passed my sphincter and the muscle closed tight around the thin base.
Her slick hands began stroking and squeezing at my cock and balls again, only now the sensation was heightened by the full, penetrating feeling of the butt plug in my virgin ass. It felt unbelievable. Each time I shifted my weight, or her hand played over the head of my penis or squeezed my balls, my asshole clenched around the plug, sending waves of pleasure rocketing up my spine.
She pulled me up slowly so that I was kneeling on the bed. My breath came in stabbing bursts as the plug pulsed and twisted inside me. The woman turned around the lay on her back, sliding her head up between my legs so that her lustrous brown hair was splayed out on the bed beneath me and my cock was dangling just above her face. Her eyes locked onto mine again and she slowly sucked the length of my penis into her mouth. With one hand she reached up and grabbed the base of my shaft, pumping my cock and sucking it like a champion pornstar. She took me deep into her throat and held me there, squeezing at the swollen head with the top of her throat, and when she pulled my cock out she leg two huge streams of saliva rise up and over the corner of her mouth to run down her cheek and spatter her hair. She pumped my drool-soaked member with her fist before plunging it into her mouth again.
She never took her eyes off mine. It was like she was sucking me off and fucking me in the ass at once. Staring into those deep eyes, it felt like a part of her was inside me, in a place no one had really ever been.
I felt the cum start to boil in my abdomen. ‘Oh god, oh god yeah,' I started to pant, and just when I thought I was going to blow my load all over her gorgeous face she stopped completely.
‘Not yet baby,' she said, licking a trail of saliva from her lips. She snaked out from beneath me and stood up beside the bed. She wiped the last of her lipstick along with a strand of drool from her chin with the back of her hand.
‘Back up,' she instructed.
I turned my head to catch a glimpse of her husband which caused the plug to twitch maddeningly in my ass. He was still in his chair at the foot of the bed. Slowly I went down on all fours and backed up toward him. I stopped when my feet touched the edge, but through my legs I could see just how close I was to him now. His body was just over a foot away from mine at the closest point. I could see him staring at the rectangular base of the butt plug and my swollen cock and testicles.
The woman climbed onto the bed in front of me and leaned back, spreading her legs and exposing the crotch of her black panties to me. ‘My turn,' she said, and her fingers found the edge of her panties and pulled them aside to reveal glistening pink labia and a white-pink clit, standing hard and erect just below her Brazilian wax.
I reached out with one hand and tentatively probed her swollen pussy. It was physically hot and soaking wet. My knuckle brushed her panties and I could feel their sopping fabric. I pushed my fingers against her cunt, exploring the outer folds, spreading her and rubbing her cum onto her thighs and down onto her ass. She lifted her hips and I tugged her panties up, pulling them only as far as her knees and letting them stay there, stretched between her legs. I bent down and breathed in her clean, wet scent, before planting the first of several tender kisses on her labia.
I felt her shudder under my touch and hot breath. I kissed her clit and she inhaled sharply. As my tongue began to push through her folds I sank my index finger into her pussy. I felt her squeeze against me and within seconds all four fingers and my knuckles were slick with her juice. I withdrew my finger and let it trail down into the crack of her ass while I began to tongue rhythmically against her labia, and then her clitoris. My wet finger found her puckered asshole, and to my surprise as I gently tested it she thrust toward me, impaling herself to the last knuckle. Her ass was soaking wet from the cum which had run down her crack, and as I thrummed her clit I began working my finger in and out of her tight hole.
Her breathing was loud and deep, filling her chest and then pushing out past her teeth in a climbing tempo. ‘Oh yeah,' she breathed. ‘Oh yeah baby. Make me cum. Make me cum.'
Her hips bucked at my face as I ate her pussy and finger fucked her asshole. Her breathing was quickening but I tried to hold my pace as her climax built. The latex plug nestled in my ass shifted each time I moved my jaw and I soon found that I was gasping too. It didn't take long before she started to come. She ground her pussy into my mouth and grit her teeth, winding her fingers roughly into my hair and crushing my face into her. She began screaming and then I felt my mouth flood with come as her orgasm wracked her body. When she had settled down I kept at her pussy, and in a few minutes I had built her to another orgasm. I gulped at the come and felt it gush down over my chin and hand.
I straightened up slowly, my face and hands slick with her juices. The woman lay in an exhausted sprawl on the bed below me, one arm flung over her face, her chest still rising and falling with great, deep breaths.
I reached down and rubbed her come into my cock. It sprang instantly to attention and I was aware again of the ache in my balls.
‘Fuck her now,' the man said behind me. I didn't even wait for confirmation. I moved toward her as the butt plug twitched in me, and slid her panties off. I rubbed my cock once up the length of her pussy before slipping it deep inside her. She responded instantly, gasping and arching her back and thrusting to meet me.
I stopped thinking. All I wanted to do was fuck, and now here it was. I grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the bed on either side of her head as I began thrusting into her hot cunt. With one hand I grasped the centre-clasp on her bra and unfastened it, letting her firm round breasts spill free. As I fucked her the butt plug fucked me, and the harder I drove my hard cock into her depths the more it twitched and bucked.
She wrestled against me and got a hand free. It shot up and grabbed me by the hair, pulling my face down close to hers. ‘Yeah come on fuck me,' she spit in my ear. ‘Come on baby. Fuck me. You can pretend that's a nice thick cock in your ass. Come on baby, make me come.' I fucked her like an animal, and as her orgasm started to crest I started to imagine that it really was a thick, hard cock in my ass. I could hear her husband panting as he jerked himself off, and I pictured myself on all fours, taking his rock hard shaft in the ass as he got ready to blow his huge wad inside me.
‘Oh fuck yeah,' I panted in her ear. ‘Come on.'
She came, rocking and thrusting and screaming against me in a fury of animal passion, clawing at my back and ass and making fists in my hair.
I felt my own orgasm coming on strong now, like a boiling mass at the bottom of my abdomen. My asshole clenched in anticipation and when it met the resistance of the plug it felt like my orgasm doubled inside me.
‘I'm gonna come,' I said, and quickly I had pulled out of her and straddled her chest. Her mouth clamped down on my dripping cock and as she began to suck I erupted in a head-splitting orgasm. My asshole clenched hard against the plug and I jetted six huge gouts of come into her mouth, which almost instantly began to overflow onto her cheeks, chin and hair. She sucked hard and my cock and asshole continued to pulse in unison until I ached all over and collapsed on the bed next to her, panting and slick with sweat.
In a moment I felt her hand on my ass, and then she was slowly pulling the butt plug out. I moaned as it stretched me again, and I felt my cock stir.
The bed creaked and I felt my weight shift. Her husband was on the bed. My heart leapt into my throat and I opened my eyes and propped myself up. The woman still lay on her back, gasping for air. The man crawled toward her, his eyes fixed, his own wide chest rising and falling deeply. In a second he was in her. I watched as his thick shaft pumped in and out of his wife's pussy just inches away from me - the woman I had just fucked. She still wore streams of my cum down each cheek, but now she was coming around, staring into her husband's eyes and lacing her hands behind his head.
Then she pulled him down and kissed him deeply. I could see their tongues darting in and out of each other's mouths. His tongue flicked at the sides of her mouth and the sight of him licking my cum up sent a jolt through my cock. I glanced at the mirror and in it I could clearly see the action from behind. I stared at his small pink asshole amidst a sparse cluster of hair, and his glistening cock sliding in and out of his wife's pussy.
She pulled his head down so that his ear was close to her mouth, like she had done with me, and she began whispering to him as he fucked her. I couldn't make out what she was saying, but whatever it was it was making him moan and pump harder. Suddenly he pulled out of her and grabbed her by the hips, flipping her over and pulling her ass toward him so that she was in the position I had been in when she inserted the butt plug. His strong hands spread her ass cheeks apart as his cock thrust into her sopping cunt again.
She moaned her encouragement and soon she was having another orgasm, this time with her fingernails digging into handfuls of sheet like talons and thrusting back against his pelvis so that her firm ass made a slapping sound.
‘I'm coming,' he muttered soon, and on cue she turned around to face him on all fours, her mouth hanging open, tongue out, eyes locked onto his. He pumped his gleaming cock furiously and then he was throwing his head back and shooting great loads of semen into her waiting mouth, onto her tongue, and all over her face. She clamped down on his pulsing cock and sucked and licked him dry.
He shuffled backwards and collapsed into the armchair, obviously exhausted. His still-hard cock oozed cum onto his abs and he stroked it absently with one hand.
‘That was great,' he said to me, a wide, satisfied smile playing across his face.
‘Mmm,' I heard his wife say, and as I turned to look at her she dabbed a finger against my lips. ‘That was great.'
I backed off, tasting the cum on my lips instantly, and wiped it away with my hand. She shot me a pouty look and then smiled crookedly. She got up and went to the mini bar to fix another drink and her husband pulled a white terry robe off the floor and started to slip into it.
I got up and went into the bathroom. I flicked on the light after I had closed the door and the bright fluorescent tubes burned my eyes for a second before they adjusted. I ran water into the sink and stared at my self in the mirror. My asshole twinged and I reached a hand around and prodded it with my finger. It was still hot and slick with lube, and I shuddered a little as I remembered the woman working the butt plug into me as her husband watched. I slipped the finger into my ass and gentle began to massage it. My cock stirred.
There was a knock on the door, and almost right away it opened a couple of feet and the woman slipped in, closing it behind her.
‘What's that I see you're doing?' she said, raiding an eyebrow at my stiffening penis and lube-smeared fingers. She slinked up against me and ran one hand down my back and between my asscheeks. I moaned despite myself as I felt her finger thrust into me. My cock jerked against her thigh and she giggled. Some come had dried on her cheek and chin and when she went to kiss me I turned my head.
‘What's the matter?' she asked. ‘You don't want to kiss me after another man has come in my mouth?'
I stared at her lips and saw her wet tongue curl out and touch the dry back near the corner of her mouth. In my mind desires and emotions conflicted and churned.
‘Our time's up,' I said weakly.
‘Oh come on,' she said. ‘The party's not over yet.' I felt her cool hand encircle my hard cock, and she began to stroke me gently. ‘Tell me,' she whispered into my ear. ‘Do you like guys?'
My heart leapt into my throat. I didn't like guys, if the truth be known. I could find a man attractive, but I could never imagine feeling an emotional attachment to one, not like a woman. It wasn't guys that I liked, that I had been thinking about all night as I had watched this woman's husband stroke his penis.
‘No,' I said. ‘Maybe.'
‘Have you ever been with a guy?'
I could only shake my head as I felt my arms and the back of my neck break out in goosebumps.
‘Have you ever wanted to be?' she cooed, and now my cock was a piece of steel again in her hand. My own fingers found her pussy and I worked them through her soaking folds.
I couldn't speak. I didn't say anything.
She squeezed my cock hard and I gasped. ‘I want you and my husband to fuck,' she said in my ear. ‘I want to watch you and him together. Do you want to fuck him?'
I nodded against her neck. ‘Yes,' I said, my voice a rough whisper. I did want to fuck him. I couldn't stop thinking about fucking him. From the minute I got the phonecall from the agency, from the minute I heard the word couple, I had been thinking that perhaps tonight would be the night. ‘God yes,' I said again.
With her free hand she opened the door slowly and, taking me by the cock, led me out into the room.
Her husband got up from the armchair as we entered, the white terry robe now tied around him.
‘Yeah,' she said to him, nodding slowly, and I saw his lips part and his chest fill with air.
His eyes met mine as she led me toward him. My head was swimming and the lust sat in my throat like a ball. My skin was on fire. I thought of his cock under that robe, how I was going to touch it, and a jolt like lightning shot up my spine.
The woman pulled me to him, and his wide, strong hand reached up and locked behind my neck. He drew me to him and in a second we were kissing passionately. I felt myself holding my body away from his, but now his lips and mine were crushing together. It felt rough and hard, kissing a man. His hand pressed against the back of my head and his tongue darted into my mouth, parting my lips further and wrestling with my own tongue. I tilted my head and gave in, kissing him back hard. My hands tentatively found his hips, and then the small of his back, and we pressed together. I moaned into his mouth as I felt his hard cock through the terry cloth.
His free hand slid down my chest and stomach and quickly found my cock. It enveloped me. Women's hands suddenly seemed so slender and cool. This was warm, wide, rough, and it wrapped around my penis and began to massage it in a gentle twisting motion. I opened my eyes and looked down, watching him stroke me. I could see his own penis tenting the robe, and slowly I drew one hand toward the opening.
I pushed the soft white toweling aside and wrapped my fingers around his hot, smooth shaft. My own penis bucked as I heard him exhale close to my ear. Fuck it felt amazing. I couldn't believe I was holding another man's cock in my hand. I reached down to caress his balls, and they felt big and heavy in my palm.
‘You've go such a nice cock,' he breathed.
‘So do you.'
‘I loved watching you fuck my wife with it.'
I shuddered and pulled him closer to me. ‘I want to fuck you with it, too.'
‘Yeah,' he said, and I felt him start to grind against me.
I felt his wife' fingernails trailing gentle up and down my back. I glanced around and saw that her eyes were locked on my hand as it played with her husband's stiff penis. Her firm round breasts heaved with her breath. She pushed us apart and, tugging at the knot in the belt first, pushed the robe off his shoulders.
Her arms circled me from behind. Her mouth was at my ear. ‘I want to see you suck him off,' she said.
Slowly I got down on my knees. She took her husband's thick cock in her hand and guided it toward my face. My breath was coming in ragged whispers. Precum glistened on the tip, and when it was an inch from my face I extended my tongue and licked it, trailing a gossamer strand between us.
‘That's it,' I heard her say as she stroked my throat, prompting me to open my mouth and expose my tongue, and guided his thick shaft in.
I slid my mouth forward onto his cock, keeping my tongue flat against the underside and causing him to moan with pleasure. It filled my mouth, and pressed against the top of my throat.
‘That's it,' the woman said. ‘Just relax.'
I did, and began to slide my mouth backwards and forward on his cock. I reached up and took the base from her, and began to twist and stroke it in time with my sucking.
‘Does that feel good baby?' she asked, and I heard him murmur his approval.
I started sucking his cock harder, faster. A couple of times the head hit my gag reflex and now saliva was dripping down my chin into my legs and the carpet. His fingers were entwined in my hair and his hips bucked to meet my mouth. His breathing was deep and fast now. As he fucked my face I reached up to play with his balls.
His wife moved around behind him and uncapped the lube. She coated the fingers of her right hand and slowly began working one into his asshole, making him buck and moan wildly. I could feel her hand next to mine and hesitantly I let my fingers begin to explore his tight sphincter. She had smeared him with lube, and my digit slid easily past his resistance. His ass was hot and he squeezed down on me as I thrust inside him to the last knuckle. I felt his wife's finger slide along side mine, and soon we were finger fucking his asshole together.
‘Oh god,' he hissed. ‘Stop I'm gonna come. Oh fuck,' and he kept thrusting his hot cock into my wet mouth.
I didn't want to stop. I wanted him to come in my mouth and all over my face. I wanted to swallow his load and have it drip down my chest, like his wife had done to both of us.
The woman pulled us apart though. ‘I want you to fuck,' she said. She pushed her husband down on the bed on his back and pulled me to my feet. She pulled me to her and kissed me passionately, her tongue lashing around my mouth. Then she moved around behind me and, stroking my stiff cock, turned me to face her husband.
The man's penis glistened with my saliva, and as he pulled his knees up I saw his dark red asshole smeared with lube. She took my arms and placed them on the backs of his thighs, and then pushed at his balls to stretch and expose his asshole. His cock pulsed and throbbed, and he continued to stroke it with one hand.
I slid one hand down to his ass, and heard myself moan as I watched two fingers disappear inside him.
‘Gently,' she said, forcing me closer to him.
My cock was only a couple inches away from his ass now, and I took some of the lube from my fingers and smeared it over the purple head.
‘C'mon,' she breathed. ‘That's it. Put that hard cock inside his ass. Fuck him in the ass.'
I pressed the head against his puckered hole, and with a little force I saw his muscle give way and my cock begin to slip inside of him.
He groaned with pleasure. God he felt amazing. His tight asshole squeezed my hard shaft, and I began to fuck him slowly. Watching him stroke his own cock as I penetrated his asshole almost sent me over the edge, and I closed my eyes for a moment and breathed deeply.
I pushed his thighs back toward his chest and began to fuck him. I could feel his wife pressed against me from behind, her own pelvis moving against mine as I thrust into her husband.
‘Oh god yeah,' he said. ‘Your cock feels so good. Fuck me. Fuck my tight ass.'
He was pumping himself, jerking himself off hard as I began to slam into him. I grit my teeth as lust and pleasure rocketed through my cock, and my whole body. I took it all in, watching this hot, hard man rock under me as I fucked him in the ass.
I felt my orgasm building inside me, deeper and harder than I think it ever had.
‘Come on,' his wife hissed. ‘Come inside him. Come inside his tight ass. You know you've wanted to all night. You've been thinking of that hot cock of his since you got here. Come on. Fuck him. Come in his ass.'
The sight of my cock pounding into a man and the sound of his wife talking like a slut in my ear brought me to the edge. My orgasm boiled in my balls and abdomen, and as I slammed my dick into his ass and watched his balls bounce and his face twist in pain and pleasure I felt the come rocketing up into my cock.
With one more thrust I was exploding into him, gasping and yelling and pumping huge streams of come deep inside him. With every thrust light exploded behind my eyes, and all around my cock I suddenly felt the hot warmth of my semen as it filled him up.
It seemed to go on for a minute, and when it was done all three of us collapsed in a heap together on the bed, panting and moaning and soaked with sweat and come. I pulled out of him and saw a trail of semen leak from his asshole. My hand massaged it into him and over his cock, and then he worked himself around on the bed until his face was near my crotch and took my cock into his mouth to suck what come remained out.
I was still rock hard when he rolled me off the bed and made me stand next to it with one foot up, facing the chair and the mirror. His wife slunk over to the armchair and hung one leg over the side, sinking her fingers into her sopping pussy. In the mirror I could see him standing behind me, his eyes roving over my ass and dangling balls as he popped the cap on the bottle of lube and dripped a generous amount onto his hand.
He began to work his cock, and when that was sufficiently slick, he pressed a hard, rough finger inside of me. I moaned, my eyes going from his wife to the mirror and back, keeping eye contact with the woman, observing how horny it was making her to watch her husband fuck another man.
His swollen head pressed against me. It felt nothing like the butt plug, or like fingers. I was hot and smooth, built for it. He pushed slowly and penetrated me, my ass giving way to his thick shaft and then squeezing him. He took hold of my hips and began to fuck me.
My eyes went to the mirror again. He was watching his cock go in and out of my ass, and I could feel my own penis jerking with every thrust.
‘Oh god yeah,' he moaned. ‘Yeah, take it. Take my hard cock. Does that feel good?'
‘Yeah,' I gasped as he began to pick up the pace, his big cock filling me, stretching me and violating me and making me shiver with dirty pleasure. ‘Yeah, come on. Fuck me.'
His wife stabbed frantically at her cunt and clitoris, and through clenched teeth I could hear her orgasm building as she watched my body rock back and forth on her husband's cock. It broke in her, and her back arched as she came, smashing her fingers inside her and screaming.
I didn't know how much more I could take. I felt like I was on the edge, like if it kept up like this I was going to come to die or go crazy. I pushed back against him to meet his thrusts.
In a moment his wife was on her knees under me and I felt her hot mouth envelop my cock. Quickly I was rock solid again and I couldn't believe it but I felt like I was going to come. Just when I heard his moaning quicken as I felt his body tense in anticipation of his orgasm my own cock exploded, and I heard his wife sucking and slurping and trying to drink it all down.
‘I'm coming,' he said, and quickly he pushed me off. Instinctively I spun around and went down on my knees, my hand reaching with his wife's for his throbbing cock and my mouth coming open to meet a huge jet of semen. Her and I both pumped his cock into our mouths, our tongues fighting with each other, his come coating our lips and chins. I clamped my mouth around his member and felt two pulses of come flood my mouth. They were salty and scalding and I swallowed them down just as his wife replaced my mouth with hers and got a blast of her own. Still holding his spent cock she and I kissed fiercely, passing his come back and forth between us.
When it was over I lay back against the chair, my chest heaving and my asshole and balls both throbbing. The man collapsed on the bed and his wife slumped to the floor between us, smiling at me and shaking her head.
‘Fuck that was good,' she said, and I heard the man moan in agreement.
The three of us took a shower and took turns kissing and washing each other slowly. When I had dried off and dressed they were lounging on the bed sipping vodkas.
The woman got up and walked me to the door. She straightened the collar on my burgundy shirt, and slipped another thin fold of bills into my shirt pocket.
‘Here,' she said. ‘That's your tip. Sorry you can't stay.'
I wanted to kiss her again, to ask her if they wanted me to stay. I didn't.
‘Thanks,' I said. ‘If you're ever in town again—‘
‘We'll call,' she said, and grinned. She moved coyly behind the door, and I took two steps out into the hallway.
The door clicked shut behind me. I took the elevator to the lobby, my heart still pounding in my ears. I thought of my cock sliding in and out of the man's tight asshole.
The automatic doors opened and I disappeared into the cool night.
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