I woke, stretched my arms up and looked around, taking a second to orient myself to the new day. Recalling the events of the evening, I smiled. The clock radio on the nightstand read 9:34 so I was not surprised to be alone. JD has always been an early riser. He was probably long gone, hard at work on whatever landscaping or construction job he had at present.
Looking forward to some alone time, I pulled the sheet off my naked body, and rose slowly, definitely feeling some ache from the night's unbridled pounding. I ran through a few Chi Kung exercises to loosen up my body some and get my blood flowing. JD had left a note on the nightstand, in a heart, he'd written, "I'll call you".
After using the toilet, I considered taking a long bath, but instead opted for a shower. The thought of a long soak sounded good, however, this particular tub and bathroom wasn't terribly inviting. As I lathered up and enjoyed the warm water falling over me, my mind was more than just a little preoccupied with scenes and sensations of my first time with two cocks.
Clean, though not quite rejuvenated, I stepped out of the shower, taking my body wash and shampoo with me. I quickly dressed, and gathered up my stuff to pack it back in my little duffel bag. Having friends that did time cleaning hotels rooms, I made sure to pack up my stuff, and do a quick clean up. I threw all the bedding back onto the bed and gathered up all the used towels in a pile beside the shower.
From my backpack, I pulled out my wallet and took out a few dollar bills. Throwing the pack over my shoulder, I wrote a quick note of thanks and placed it and the money on the counter by the sink where I was sure the cleaning person would find it.
Stepping out the door, as usual, I stopped briefly to take one last look, and think if I'd forgotten anything. Keycard in hand, I shut the door and pulled over the second strap of my backpack. I looked over at Wade's room. No sign of life there. Probably, he was off at work as well.
Heading down the stairs, I didn't see anyone else around as I made my way out of the hotel and to the sidewalk along the main road. Given all the noises last night, I let out a deep breath when I'd cleared the scene.
I walked briskly a couple blocks down, until I arrived at a storage lot. Typing in the code at the gate, I waited briefly until I could walk through. My space was towards the back. I waved and smiled at the fellow in the office, he'd cut me a great deal to only rent for a week.
I had a pretty large unit, enough to fit my home of the last few years, an Airstream sport 16 towed behind my truck. Whenever I ventured back into cities, I always tried to rent a storage unit to try deterring theft. I could lock things down well in my Airstream and truck, but not much I could do about someone deciding to drive off with all of it.
It definitely ran costs up a little higher, but thankfully, I seldom had to stay long in the big cities. The beauty of mobile living was being able to flee these areas for the wide-open expanse of the desert, where I spent most of my time.
I flipped on the light, closed the unit's door behind me, unlocked my Airstream and headed inside. After tossing my pack onto the bed, I turned on my coffee maker, got together the fixings for a mocha, and pulled out a fresh blueberry muffin from the basket of goodies I'd picked up yesterday morning.
With my tray of food and java, I took it with me and sat cross-legged on the bed, leaning against the wall. From my pack, I took out my laptop and opened to my journal. It was already pretty late to record the latest information, and staring at the screen as I sipped from my coffee, I found my mind unable to put much effort into the project anyway.
One thought kept playing over and over in my mind; I had sex with two men last night. I had sex with two men last night AND had the opportunity to do it again tonight, maybe, probably.
I closed my laptop, and moved it away. Leaning back to nibble on my muffin and sip from my mug, I let my mind work through where my crotch had led me last night. Shaking my head, I thought of when I so sternly felt nothing but "NO! No way!"
The trick now was to decide if I'd let myself explore new experiences, or surrendered my soul for one night's pleasures. Was I a newborn slut nympho soon to be starring in low budget "mature" videos, or simply finding the nerve to explore my sexuality with two very consenting partners who showed great respect?
I laughed at myself when I thought about what JD would not doubt tell me. He'd say I was taking it all far too seriously. All that mattered was that were we safe and had a hell of a good time. I nodded over my coffee mug, agreeing with JD's perspective.
That said, I am now a woman who has slept with two men and wants to do it again. Hard to fathom considering my lifetime of scant pickings since leaving JD. Letting my hand slide down over my breast, I thought of Wade and the amazing way he'd sucked on my tit.
It made me think of the hunger of both men, matched by own, and the most intense sexual feelings I'd ever experienced. Thinking of how rich and sublime it felt, I knew it was something I would need to seek out again. And again.
Wade. Wade the fierce sucking machine. Yet another element for me to consider. In most previous sexual experiences, when guys didn't really do much for me, I never really vocalized what I wanted. They either worried too much about being considerate, or thought nothing at all overconfident in their prowess and unresponsive to my lack of mutual pleasure.
Somehow, Wade not only made sure to ask me what I wanted, both for his own permission and mine, but once granted, took me with an oddly considerate forcefulness. I was surprised at how much I enjoyed his rough handling of my boobs, his forceful pressures in moving me around. Along with following the directions as JD laid them out, it was a perfect mix of openly expressing my desires and letting myself be ravaged.
I set my empty mug on the little shelf by my bed, and moved to lie down in my middle, my arms tucked behind my head. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and let myself focus in on that word again, "ravaged."
I had ridden JD's cock, then Wade's, then JD's again. I decided then, I did not want one to only watch until the end next time. It warmed my pussy as I thought what I wanted next time was two cocks involved, taking turns in my pussy and whatever else we might all find ourselves craving.
Whatever else, I thought. And with some considerations, let my mind run through details of how I might like to see things play out. Turning over various ideas in my mind, I tried to focus on what my favorite parts had been and what had surprised me the most.
The possibilities for next time seemed difficult to choose from.
With some thought, I formulated a certain scenario that stirred heat and ache in my pussy. I wiggled out of my clothes, tossing them on the floor beside me. Naked, I bent my knees to rest my feet flat on the bed, and opened my legs wide. It always seemed to heighten my fantasies lying naked and exposed like this. I closed my eyes and let my mind run through the details of one way I would like to see my next meeting with two cocks play out.
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She had the day to dwell upon the single most exciting sexual adventure of her life. Running through the hottest moments, she made a mental checklist of what had stirred her the most. After checking and rechecking her list, memories, and desires, she finally settled into a plan for the next evening.
Returning to the hotel room, she found it had been freshly cleaned and the person who made up the room had even left a smiley face and small flower sticker where RT had left the tip earlier. A good first vibe to get the warmth in the room started.
From her duffel bag, she took out many incense burners, packs of different fragrances, colored light bulbs and a couple small lamps. She placed these around the room to set a good mood and fill the air with sweet fragrance. She pulled a pair of speakers out of her bag and set up her MP3 player with the "heat" playlist she'd made earlier.
The men were expected in about thirty minutes. They had each been given an arrival time, asked to be there right on the button, and not do anything until both were present. She hoped that was enough clue she wanted both at the same time. By design, she'd planned to leave few, but very clear, indications of her desires.
Happy with the ambiance of the room, she stripped the bed to leave only the bottom fitted sheet and four pillows. She put two of the pillows lined along the headboard at the top of the bed, then the other two on top of the other at the middle of the bottom edge of the bed.
She stood a moment gazing down at the bed. Her pussy was hot and wet, her hard nipples throbbed against the tight fit of her C cup bra. She surveyed the bed set-up and nodded her head, sure of her opening moves for the evening's fun to come.
Stepping over to the vanity area, her duffel still open on the counter, she removed her clothes. She stuffed her clothes in the main compartment, and naked, reached in the small side pocket for the last little detail.
Returning to the bed, she laid down with her head at the bottom, and propped her head up with the two pillows. She settled in, and then uncapped the thick red marker she'd taken from her bag. On her chest, just above her boobs, she wrote, "YES" in big capital letters.
Tossing the marker away, she wiggled up a bit and moved the pillows more under her shoulders so her chest was up and her head hung tilted back, slightly off the edge of the bed. She moved her legs so her feet bottoms touched, opening access to her pussy. With that, she was done with her preparations, eager to see what the men would do from there.
Well aware she was ready early, she let herself lie there in suspended hot and aroused-ness, letting the anticipation and lust grow.
As instructed, JD was the first to arrive. Upon hearing his tap on the door, she felt her hips jerk involuntarily. She watched his face as he stepped in. He stopped in his tracks once he caught sight of her lying there. His eyes read her chest and seemed to run through a spectrum of emotions, no doubt starting and ending in horny.
He said hello and when she did not answer, he closed the door behind him and stood just inches from her face. He let himself gaze upon her for a while, and then began removing his clothes. She watched silently, enjoying the show and thrilled when he unveiled his hard cock. Naked with nothing to say or do, he just stood and stared at her. She could tell he was probably already planning where to go from here.
Right on time, Wade burst through the door, saw her on the bed, and yelled out, "Whoa!" He slammed the door behind him darting in for a closer view. "Hey JD," he said and began taking off his clothes.
"Hey Wade. She's not talking tonight," JD replied.
