In the shower I let the warm water rinse the sweat and sex from my skin. The rose scent of the soap and the steam soon filled the room. I liked the feel of the water and soap bubbles moving over my skin. I had just stepped into the water to rinse off when the shower stall door opened. Randy watched for a moment then smiled, "We have company," he said softly and inclined his head over his shoulder. I looked around Randy and saw John Cena standing in the doorway of the bathroom.
"How long have you been there?" I asked.
His eyes moved over my naked body, "long enough." His voice was it's natural deep timbre that moved over my skin in an almost tangible way.
Randy stepped into the shower with me and took me in his arms. I moved my hands over his chest as we kissed, his skin was silky beneath my touch. I paused at his nipples, giving them a little pinch before moving my mouth first to one then to the other. As I teased his nipples, I slid my hands down his body to his cock which was already hard. He felt good in my hands as I stroked him.
He turned me so my back was to him and I was facing John. Randy reached around me and cupped my breasts, teasing my nipples as his mouth moved over my neck and shoulders. I could feel his hard cock first just pressing against me then nestling between the cheeks of my ass. I reached down between my legs and slid two fingers into my pussy, John's eyes followed my every gesture and he slowly licked his lips. I pulled my fingers out and offered them to Randy who eagerly began to lick and suck them clean. "She tastes good," He said before again kissing my neck and shoulders.
Randy moved his hands up my body, then slowly guided my hands until I was holding onto the sides of the shower door. He then moved his hands to my hips and spread my cheeks apart. The tip of his cock slid down then gently nudged against my aching pussy. Very slowly he slid into me, teasing both of us.
" Does my cock feel good?" Randy asked.
"God yes!" Even with my eyes closed I could still feel John watching Randy fuck me.
"Do you want him to watch you cum?" Randy whispered in my ear, his breath was hot against my skin.
"Yes! Then I want him to make me cum!" I looked over at John in time to see a smile spread across his lips.
"I can do that," He said softly. Our eyes locked and suddenly I couldn't look away from him. Randy's mouth moved over the back of my neck and shoulders as his cock slid in and out of me. I knew my breath was catching in my throat and the familiar crescendo was building.
"I can feel your pussy cinching up on me!" Randy whispered in my ear, "You're going to cum again aren't you, you dirt little slut!"
I quivered deeply and groaned, "God yes Randy! I'm gonna cum on your cock!"
He pulled out of me and brushed my clit with the tip of his cock, "Beg me to fuck you til you cum!"
I whimpered softly, "Please Randy! Give me your cock, let me cum!"
Randy chuckled softly and slowly eased himself back into me. I felt my face being held and opened my eyes to see John standing in front of me, watching me intently, "Cum for him," he whispered softly, his lips brushing against mine.
The orgasm was amazing, having John watch me so intently made the experience mind blowing. Randy held my hips and thrust deeply into me, his cum gushing inside me.
As I tried to regain my breath John's mouth covered mine and his tongue began probing. Randy pulled out of me and began kissing my neck softly. John pulled his mouth from mine long enough to say, "I'll take her from here." As he kissed me, his hands moved to my hips and he lifted me up. I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist as he carried me to the bedroom.
After laying me on the bed John moved his hands from my hips to tangle in my hair. His kisses became deeper and more intense as I trailed my hands down his back. He slid his right hand down my body, hooking my left knee over his arm, spreading me open. In one easy stroke he entered me. "Oh god John!" I groaned and immediately tightened around him. I slid my hands
around the back of his neck and kissed him. He moaned deeply against my kiss as his hips began moving against me. I arched my back and met each of his thrusts as best I could in such a vulnerable position. I really relished the feel of him inside me, of the weight of his body on top of mine and mostly the feeling of him studying my face so intently. His movements were not as rough as Randy's but the effect of him just watching my face was powerfully erotic. His own expression was essentially calm, except for a tightness around his jaw. I reached up and held his face in my hands, his eyes closed and a deep moan escaped his lips. He pushed deep inside me and I felt him shudder between my thighs. He held his position for a long moment, then let out a gasp and I realized he'd been holding. I laughed softly, "You were holding your breath?"
He nodded but didn't seem able to speak.