It had been a great visit. Brian had flown in from Arizona to see Roxy and the boys. He and Paul, Roxy's boyfriend, had gotten along, which was a plus for Roxy. Roxy and Brian had become very close over the last few years, which was a story in itself because Brian had been one of her ex-husband's best friends. Now Brian and the ex barely spoke, but Roxy and Brian spoke frequently about anything and everything. They had become better friends than either probably ever imagined they would.
Paul, Roxy and Brian were out on the town for Brian's last night in California. The drinks and the innuendo had flowed freely throughout the evening. Roxy had gone to the bar to order another drink; Brian stepped up behind her and grabbed her hips and leaned into her, his cock hard, pressing against her ass. He leaned forward and whispered into her ear that he wanted her — but he didn't want her to himself; he wanted to share her with Paul.
The request did not surprise Roxy. Brian always talked of things like this, and truth be told, she wanted it as badly as he did. Her pussy tingled at the thought of the two of them fucking her. Double everything: two tongues, twenty fingers, two cocks. Roxy rarely wore panties, and her juices began running down her thighs at the thought.
She turned around to face Brian, and the look in his eyes told her he wanted her, but how to ask Paul? Depending on his mood, he could be game or he could fly into a fit of rage. The teasing and innuendo were one thing, but this was more then that, a lot more. There was only one way to find out.
She left Brian, found Paul, and pulled him onto the dance floor. He pulled her close, and she could feel his cock pushing against her labia, her juices dripping out of her, and they danced slowly, grinding against one another. She hoped Paul would be game for her request. The song ended, and she leaned in and whispered into his ear. Paul pulled away, his face blank.
A million thoughts ran through Roxy's head, and then Paul smiled and said, "Just this once." In no time, they were at a hotel. No sooner had she shut the door than Paul and Brian were upon her. Paul kissed her, and Brian ran his hands down to her hips, grabbed the bottom of her shirt, and pulled it up over her head. Paul stopped kissing her and bent down and suckled one of her nipples into his mouth. She stroked his hair as he did so. Brian joined him and suckled the other nipple. Brian flicked and bit her nipple; Roxy moaned in approval. Roxy dropped her miniskirt to the floor and began furiously rubbing her clit. She was on the verge of a tremendous orgasm when both of her lovers stopped sucking on her and grabbed her hand and told her she wasn't to cum yet. Roxy wanted to cum so very badly.
Paul dropped to his knees and parted her labia with his tongue. She had a sweet but tart flavor to her. She loved when Paul ate her cunt, and he loved the taste of her. She felt her orgasm returning. She grabbed his head and held him in place. She was ready to explode.
