A Hotel Threesome...

It was sometime between midnight and dawn. By the dim light coming through our window I was watching as the man above me grimaced and groaned as if in pain. Rapid jabs of his cock between my lips slowed into hard thrusts as he slammed his cock deep into my pussy. Even that movement ceased as he ground his groin against my swollen lips. His gasps and final moan told me that he was coming. I doubted he had much cum left in his balls at this point to spill inside me. That didn't concern me though. I was being paid by the clock, not by the amount of cum.

I'd been awakened by the need to piss and my getting out of bed and then returning had woke the man sharing the bed with me. The man who'd just finished inside me. I felt his cock still contracting deep inside my cunt, squeezing out a few more drops of cum while we kissed and caught our breath. Dried cum stains, tacky but still moist cum spots - remnants from earlier sex - perfumed the room with a strong scent of sex. The fresh cum leaking from my pussy to add yet another, fresher cum pool to the bedsheet simply added to the fragrance.

The man resting his weight upon me regained his breath as we kissed. Murmuring into my ear what an amazing fuck I was, he moved off me and collapsed, still half out of breath, onto his back beside me. Moving to press against his side where I could suck his semi-hard cock, I enjoyed the smell and taste of my freshly creampied pussy on his cock. The man laid motionless enjoying his blowjob until, his breathing more regular, he moved to leave the bed for the hotel room's bathroom.

I moved up on the bed and kept my legs spread as I felt more watery cum slide from my gape and down my ass crack to stain yet another spot. The man who'd just fucked me had a thick cock and I toyed with the pussy gape he'd left me with as I turned my head to smile at the man watching me. The man who for several minutes had been watching me fuck.

In the dim light I'd watched this man sitting in a chair, stroking his cock while waiting his turn with me. He'd been asleep in the other bed at first when his friend had moved on top of me but the sounds of our fucking had awakened him. He'd grinned when I noticed he was awake and watching us fuck. Between gasps caused by his partners energetic thrusts I'd grunted out that when it was his turn with me I wanted him to fuck my pussy just as hard as it was being fucked now.

Now that his friend had vacated the bed, still stroking his cock, he rose and walked closer where he could better watch me play with my pussy. "Isn't your pussy sore by now," he asked, grinning.

"There's time enough later to be sore," I answered, moving my cum slick fingers to my mouth to suck them clean. Returning them to my pussy I matched his grin and added, "But there's only a few more hours left for us to fuck."

I guess I said the magic words. Crawling onto the bed he grasped my wrist and moved my fingers back to my mouth and away from between my legs. Watching me suck my cummy fingers, he positioned himself between my legs. I reached with my free hand to guide the tip of this new cock to my pussy. Yes, I was sore as he slide inside but it was the good kind of soreness that tells a woman she's been fucked hard and long!

Despite the tenderness between my legs, I exhaled a soft sigh of contentment as his cock began to slide up my well lubricated pussy. This man's cock was larger than the one I'd just fucked. I closed my eyes and groaned in appreciation as I felt my deep cunt being filled and stretched. I hoped the owner of this cock would remember my instructions and would fuck me just as hard and as well as his friend had.

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Just hours before I'd been in the hotel's bar when, with a knowing look, the bartender slid two drinks I hadn't ordered onto the bar in front of me. While my house was being built I'd moved into a penthouse suite of this hotel in Charleston and it had become a semi-ritual that I'd eat in the hotel's dining room and then have a couple of drinks in the bar.

The soft drone of small talk and the comfortable atmosphere of the room relaxed me. Many evenings I'd sit at a table to read the next chapters of a book I was interested in. Most of the patrons in the evenings were men here in the city on business and I'd become used to them admiring my tall, lean figure whenever I walked from my table to the bar for another drink.

Being approached by men offering to buy me a drink was pretty common. If I was in the mood and the guy looked good I'd often accept. I love to meet people who can hold up their end of good conversation. If the guy still interested me after two drinks it wasn't unknown for me to be talked into spending some time in their bed.

Tonight, I hadn't been on the prowl for sex. I wasn't even very horny. Sex the night before with a drink buying stranger had left me feeling very satisfied. The only reason I'd come into the bar was because my favorite bartender was working. I don't fuck the people working at the hotel. You don't mix business with pleasure. But, Mr. Tall-dark-and-handsome Bartender? As soon as I moved out of the hotel I'd already promised myself to come back and drag his tight ass to the nearest bed for a weekend!

I was dressed for comfort tonight, not to prowl for a pick-up. After leaning over the bar to watch Mr. Bartender's muscular ass cheeks walk away I picked up the drinks. Walking the drinks to the table my tall, dark and handsome bartender had indicated I checked out the guys sitting there. Both were in good shape for men probably in their late 30's or early 40s. Thanking them for the drinks, I laughed, saying I wouldn't mind sitting with them to talk if they wouldn't expect more from me for the drinks.

They agreed and over small talk I found out that, as I'd suspected, they were in the city for business. Some seminar on some new government regulations about health care to be held tomorrow. They had been sent by their hospital to attend and were sharing a room for the night. I made up a story that I was in town visiting friends.

I won't detail all the small talk. They were both easy to talk to and though looking for action, both seemed to accept my polite non-interest with grace. A few sexual innuendos crept into our conversation as the night wore on and more drinks were ordered. Maybe it was the drinks. Maybe the guys. Maybe it had just been too long since I'd had multiple partners... The idea of a threesome after so long... It was something that grew more attractive as time passed.

They'd sent me different colored drinks to see who might get lucky depending on the color I picked. They smiled as I ran my fingers up and down the stem of another cocktail glass, now empty, and told them I was aware of the significance of the different colors. "But I drank both of them and I can't remember which color I drank first. Why don't the three of us go up to your room and flip a coin to see who goes first?"

I almost laughed at their expressions of disbelief and confusion. Neither had really expected to get lucky. They'd been roleplaying out-of-towners-looking-for-some-action but not really expecting to find any. The look on their faces reminded me of the joke about a dog who always chased cars... What's the dog to do with a car if he caught one?

I almost laughed when one Mr. Married Suburbs asked timidly how much. They thought I was a prostitute! I love roleplay, too, so I didn't deny or confirm their assumption. Instead I made up a story that I was just a girl on her way home from visiting family before adding, "This trip cost a lot more than I thought it would. Maybe if each of you could spare me some gas money... I'd try hard for an hour or so to show you both how appreciative I am."

They offered to give me a hundred dollars each which I said would be great. On the elevator ride up to their floor one of them whispered to ask, "If we gave you two hundred dollars each for gas money would you be really appreciative?"

"For $400 I'd stay and show you how happy I can make you until your wake-up call in the morning," I replied while running my hand up his leg and over the bulge in his crotch.

Minutes later we were in their room and they couldn't get their wallets open quick enough. Money hit the table top and then they stood uncertain as to what to do next. Neither had expected me to chose both of them. When they'd been shy to undress in front of each other, I turned off the lights and stripped down to bra and panties as an incentive. The darkness helped them lose some of their shyness around each other.

After putting the $400 into my purse, some time passed as I went from one man to the other, kissing and rubbing against them as I helped each to unbutton and unzip clothing. I was soon naked with my panties and bra tossed somewhere in the darkness and both men were only in heir underwear - one boxer and one brief guy.

I had much more experience in how to conduct a threesome than they and I started the night with a cock in each hand. Going to my knees I took turns sucking one cock and then the other as they lost more of their shyness. After sucking cocks for a time I got on the bed and waited to see who would be the first to follow.

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The three of us had fucked for much of the night. The two men taking turns, one pulling out if close to coming and the other moving to cover me. This way the sex went on in one position or another until one or the other's need to come became too great. One of the few times I'd had a break from sex on the bed had been when I'd needed to piss. Opening the bathroom door afterwards, I found one of the men waiting for me. Pinning me to the door, we both enjoyed great stand up sex before he took me to a bed to finish.

As the night wore on it took longer for their cocks to get hard. That didn't seem to matter because it also took the men longer to come. There always seemed to be a hard cock waiting to use some part of me. Especially as the men lost more of their shyness around each other. Fucked by one cock, more often than not my mouth was being used at the same time to coax life into a limp dick.

Being used to satisfy two men at once left me no time to satisfy myself. I'm not a woman who can orgasm with just a cock moving in me. I felt so in need of relief that I made my desire known. The men were more than ready to do as I wished, probably wanting some rest while watching me. I straddled the man who had a hard cock and I instructed him to lie motionless below me as I used his cock as I would a dildo.

Energetic fingering of my clit while slowly riding a cock is my go-to way to achieve a powerful orgasm during sex. Tonight was no exception and I quickly brought myself to my first orgasm of the night. As I cried out, 'Fuck Meee!! FUCK ME!!' repeatedly as my orgasm peaked, the man under me grasped my hips and began thrusting upwards hard and fast. My orgasm and hard fucking left me so weak I collapsed across his chest and laid there moaning until I felt him come in me.

The three of us fucked on and off for hours before, exhausted, we'd fallen asleep. Now they were both awake again and both were wanting more sex for their money. Especially the man moving to cover me now. The man who'd asked about my sore pussy.

Concerned about my sore pussy or not, he seemed very ready to follow my previous instructions to fuck me hard as he moved on top of me. My previous lover had turned on the light in the bathroom and by its light my new lover and I watched as his cock probed between my legs. I reached down to slide his cock's tip through my cummy slit to lubricate it before positioning it to my hole. Was my pussy sore? Yes... But I couldn't stop a long groan of satisfaction as he pushed a nice sized cock inside me.

My cunt was dripping with cum and pussy juice, gaping from previous sex and his cock filled me quickly. He'd already come in me several times during the night and wasn't in danger of coming any time soon. As he began taking me, I was looking forward to a long, hard fuck. I wasn't disappointed as he fucked me hard for several minutes in missionary and cowgirl before positioning me in doggy.

Mounting me from behind, he followed my instructions on how I wanted to be fucked while my fingers frigged my over-stimulated clit gingerly. Both of us came near the same time while his friend returned from the bathroom to watch. For me it was a glorious, wonderful and loud, climax to a night spent fucking. As I regained my breath I watched the man sitting on the side of the other bed stroke his cock trying to achieve a full erection. My body had been bought for the entire night and I grinned knowing my night wasn't over yet.

Sliding forward and off the softening cock in my pussy, I turned onto my back and began adding yet another wet spot to the sheets as doggy man flopped down beside me breathing hard. For several minutes he laid there regaining his breath while his partner stood up from the other bed. Excited by watching me fuck to my second orgasm of the night, he pulled me to the edge of the bed where I could take his semi-hard cock in my mouth.

Propped up on one elbow, my mouth was at the right height for him to stand beside the bed and mouth fuck me. Fingers gripping my hair held my head still as his cock began to slide between my lips. The smell and taste of our sex was still strong on his cock as I spread my legs to lightly finger my clit.

A hand on my thigh pulled my legs open wider, then other fingers joined mine. The man who'd just fucked me had recovered enough to rejoin the action if only with his hand. Mouth fucked while fingers probed my pussy caused me to moan. The cock in my mouth withdrew to be replaced with cum slick fingers for me to suck clean. Fingers in my mouth were replaced with cock again as the hand moved to mold my tits, pinching my hard nipples then sliding over my narrow waist to push deep into my pussy again. I felt as satisfied as any woman with a very well fucked pussy can. I knew my night wasn't over as the cock in my mouth began to grow thicker and harder...

Whatever shyness these men had had at the start of the night was long gone. It was only an hour or so between our waking up and dawn. I spent most of that hour with cock in my pussy and mouth. The sun was up over the horizon before the grunts and groans of our sex ceased and a last, small load of cum was dumped deep inside me.

They had to call it quits before an exhausted cock could come to life again. The agreed upon wake up call from the desk signaled time for them to get ready for the meetings they were in the city for. Claiming the bathroom first...God, my makeup was a fucking wreck in the light of day. I took the time to wash my face before dressing. From the hickeys and finger bruises left on my much grabbed tits to my red and swollen pussy lips and sore thighs, there was no disguising I'd been used long and hard. I gave up even trying to straighten my wild bed hair. While getting a last kiss from the men each slipped me another hundred as a tip well earned! A wonderful night ended with me $600 dollars richer...

One man insisted on keeping my panties as a remembrance. The other claimed my bra. I wondered where they would keep them where their wives wouldn't find them. That was their problem, I didn't mind their keeping souvenirs. It wouldn't be the first time nor, hopefully, the last time I left a hotel room to do a walk of shame sans panties with the scent of sex on my skin and cum on my thighs.

Unfortunately I had to go down in the elevator first with two early rising couples. My wild bed hair with the strong scent of cum and sex permeating the small space... The two men exchanged knowing grins while the ladies pretended I wasn't there. The concierge was in the lobby at his desk already so I gave him a finger wave while punching the UP button. This wasn't the first time he'd witnessed my personal walk of shame. For the amount of money I was spending in his hotel he wouldn't mind if I pretended to sleep walk though the lobby naked.

A short time later I was in my bathroom, looking at my reflection in the mirror. From my mussed bed hair to my sore thigh muscles I felt very relaxed and very satisfied. 'My hair must have dragged though a puddle of cum,' I thought, as I picked at two largish patches of dried cum making my hair clump together. 'This must have been what that one lady was staring at in the elevator.' I knew it was nothing that shampoo and hot water wouldn't fix.

I needed coffee desperately and didn't want to wait for room service. I stopped picking cum from my hair to grab a hoody from the closet. The hoodie came to mid-thigh so I didn't bother with panties or clothes. With the hoodie over my hair I was gulping my first cup with a sticky bun at the freebie bar in the lobby when the two guys I'd spent the night with walked out of an elevator. With my mouth full of sticky bun and my hands filled with bun and coffee, I gave them a smiling pinkie wave with a small, raised coffee cup salute as they began to check out. With a refill to my coffee mug and another sticky bun, we exchanged mischievous smiles as I walked across the lobby.

Mr. *******, the concierge, had his own knowing smile as he remarked, "I hope you had a nice night, Mrs. ******."

Replying that I had had a wonderful night, I took a short elevator ride to my suite. Douching before taking a long, long hot shower I felt like a new woman drying off.

Later, with a clean body wrapped in a hotel robe, I gingerly sat down on sore thighs and pussy lips to a robust breakfast. Toasting my very satisfying night I made a vow not to let so much time pass again without indulging in more group sex.

The lucky bellboy who'd brought me my breakfast? He left with a $600 tip.