Henry Cavill And Hasan Piker Threesome

"Two more cups of ale, please." Henry ordered with a raised voice across the bustling bar counter. The curvy barmaid put up her long auburn hair before pouring some ale into two large mugs.

"Here you are!" She slid the mugs across the bar counter with a frazzled smile. She must have been struggling to keep up with the crowd tonight. It was only her and one other woman serving the large crowd of men. Henry picked up the ale but paused to look at the red head's flushed cheeks and damp strands of hair that stuck to her neck. It had been a while since he had felt the embrace of a woman. He had been traveling with his companion Hasan for many months with no time to rest, until now. He imagined what it would be like to hold her soft and generous hips as he...

"My friend!!" Hasan drunkenly hung his arm around Henry's shoulder. "Did you get that ale yet?"

"Yes, yes." Henry answered with an eye roll. They both had been taking advantage of this well needed rest stop, but Hasan was indulging a bit more. He was about ten years younger than Henry, but he could usually match the older man's maturity. Yet tonight, he wanted to let go and relax for once. He sat beside Henry on an empty bar stool. They both took a large gulp and smiled at each other. They needed this.

As their conversation died off, Hasan found himself gazing at that same full bodied barmaid behind the counter. He followed her movements with his eyes. He watched as she brushed her hair behind her ear; as she pulled her shirt sleeve back on her shoulder when it inevitably slipped down. He stared at the sweat slowly running down from her neck into the crevice between her breasts. He sighed long and slow, trying to remember the last time he had a taste of a woman like that. A woman who looked like she could handle him. He glanced at his friend beside him. He too, was yielding to the fantasy of this woman. Hasan could see his companion's eyes trailing over the same spots as he did.. He leaned over and said in a low tone,

"Can you imagine how she feels?" Henry already knew who he was referring to. Without looking over to Hasan, he responded back,

"I've been imagining it..." They finally looked at each other and let out a chuckle.

"It's been a while for both of us, hasn't it?" Hasan teased. He put his arm around Henry and patted his back. He was always a bit affectionate when he was drunk. "I think we should rest here tonight. We can get back on the road in the morning... what do you think?"

"Sleeping in a bed does sound nice." Henry agreed. He waved down the barmaid they had both been fantasizing about all night. Catching his eyes, she walked over and set her elbows on the counter.

"What can I get you boys?" She said with a flirtatious smile. Her breasts threatened to fall from her blouse. Henry felt his self control slipping as he kept his eyes from wandering. Hasan, on the other hand, let his inhibitions go as he took in the view while she had her eyes on his friend. As if reading his thoughts, she glanced over catching him in the act. Their eyes met for a moment and a small but noticeable smirk spread across her lips. She looked him up and down quickly before returning her gaze to Henry. Hasan took this as a sign that she didn't mind, and may have presented herself to them on purpose.

"We need a room for tonight." Henry answered, trying again not to insult the lady by letting his gaze lower. She put on a thinking face,

"We are pretty busy this evening, I have to see what we have available." She slapped her hands down on the bar, and awoke these men from their perverted haze. "Come with me."

The two men followed behind her, up the stairs, and into a hallway of rooms that the bar rented out. Unbeknown to them, she too, had been disgustingly attracted to the tall and strong travelers. She smiled to herself thinking about them sharing her for a night. She blushed at the thought. Not once in her years of working here had she ever fulfilled that fantasy. But, she could feel both of the men's eyes burn into her from behind. And, likewise, the men undoubtedly watched the delectable way her hips, and everything else, moved with each step she took. Each of them felt this offensively salacious air around them. None of them could ignore it as she opened the door to an empty room.

"This is the only room left, I guess you'll have to share..." She giggled as they all peered at the king sized bed in the middle of the room. She walked in with no hesitation and leaned against one of the bed posts. Henry and Hasan looked at each other.

"It wouldn't be so bad if we had a beautiful woman in between us." Hasan joked. Only, the other two knew there was a seriousness to his words. He walked over to the same bed post she leaned on. He met eyes with Henry again, and he also walked towards the bed. The woman laughed and crossed her arms.

"That might be able to be arranged..." She spoke, veering on the same line of humor and seriousness. Henry, now having put one knee upon the footboard bench, leaned over the bedframe and looked up at her,

"Are you offering?" Their eyes were locked. She breathed out slowly, trying to hide her excitement. Hasan was behind her now, and before she could speak, he chimed in,

"It would be nice to sleep next to a warm body tonight..." He rested his arm above her head on the bedpost. The men met eyes for a moment and they agreed in silence. They knew what they both needed tonight. What they've been relentlessly wanting for the past couple of hours. She turned her head to look behind her for a moment,

"Maybe I could-" Before she could complete her sentence, Henry gently but swiftly took her chin in his hand and turned her face towards him instead. She gasped quietly to herself as she met his impassioned blue eyes. As soon as he heard her intent, he had no question about what to do next. At this point, he knew she wanted it too.

He kissed her lightly. It was delicate, but neither of their lips were cautious at that moment. They both knew that this was the start of a long, long night. Parting their lips, they kissed slowly. Henry wanted to savor the taste of her mouth. He wanted to take his time enjoying everything that she could offer to him. On the other hand, Hasan was growing impatient. Unlike the older man, he couldn't wait any longer to fulfill his desire for the woman in front of him. He undid her hair from behind and watched it fall onto her exposed shoulders. He took his hand and moved it aside so he could kiss the side of her neck. He tried to match Henry's pace but struggled to keep his cool as the scent of her filled his body. He breathed heavily and tried to kiss her softly. She could feel the growl in the back of his throat try to escape. With every kiss on her neck and lips, they became more and more fervent.

Henry rolled his tongue over hers as he held the bottom of her face closer to his. They both gasped for air after every kiss. Henry couldn't get enough of her soft and full lips. Just as he was losing himself in the touch of them across his own, Hasan couldn't take it any longer. One of Hasan's restless hands gripped onto her waist. The other, took a handful of her draping hair and whisked her away from Henry's kiss. He promptly laid his own lips on hers and thought to himself finally. All of his hard work to try and keep his cool, eroded away. He kissed her madly with a moan slipping out to release his frustration. He grabbed her face and his thumb teased her bottom lip as if to open her mouth even more. She hung on to his wrist and kissed him back just as hard. She could feel his intensity, and didn't know if it scared her or excited her.

Henry lowered onto his knees, feeling desperate now to feel her skin. He pulled at the laces of her corset that constrained her waist. Hasan hurriedly helped his friend undo her and together they released her body. Her breasts dropped and Henry tucked his hands underneath them to grip her waist. She was so soft beneath her linen dress. For a moment he rested his head on her stomach and breathed out a sigh of relief. At last, he could feel her unbridled hips beneath his hands. He heard her frantic moaning as she kissed Hasan, he wasn't jealous though. She belonged to both of them tonight. He wanted to delight in her body just as much as his companion. And he knew just how frustrated they both were.

Hasan stopped kissing the woman for a moment to peer over and revel in the beauty of her bosom, now hanging naturally. His hand slid from her neck and into her dress as he took a handful of her right breast. She bit her lip as she watched him take her in his big hand. His hand was warm as he caressed her. She felt it heat up her entire body. A moan trickled out of her mouth when he took her nipple in between his index finger and thumb. He took her other breast in his free hand as well and played with them to his heart's content. Henry looked up at them together, wishing he could see what was going on beneath the top of her dress. Hasan met his eyes and smirked as he ripped the fabric that burdened her breasts. She yelped at the sudden exposure but it sent a chill throughout her body. Henry looked at her flushed face, he fixated on the lewd noise that came from behind those pretty lips. He wanted to see her face twist even further with pleasure. He thanked Hasan in his mind. He couldn't go one more moment without witnessing her nakedness. He sat back onto his heels into a deeper kneel and his hands disappeared under her dress. Her eyes met his and they looked at each with a shared desire. He didn't break eye contact as he slid his hands up her rounded plush thighs. She looked into his eyes as he brought up her dress and ordered,

"Hold this up." She quickly took the excess fabric of her dress in her hands and anticipated what was coming next. She could feel that Hasan was getting excited as well. His hard and ready cock pressed against her back as he lovingly touched her chest. She held the skirt of her dress tightly and looked down at Henry's ripe hunger for her as well. Despite being at his limit, Henry took his time touching up and down her legs. She shuddered with each kiss he placed on her thighs. Henry struggled to be gentle now as well. With every kiss, he wanted to bite and chew on the tender skin. He huffed as he got further up her legs. He could hear Hasan becoming more impatient as well. The man behind her kept letting his low and husky voice slip out. She could feel his frustration. He moved his hips as he grinded into her. She didn't know whether to lean back into Hasan's rocking hips or press forwards into Henry's curious mouth. The older man's hand creeped up on her hips and dipped his fingers into her undergarment. He looked up once more and caught her green eyes watching him with what he'd like to see as excitement. And he was right. She giddily waited for him to touch her where she had been twitching this entire time. She breathed faster as he pulled them down and off of her. She felt strangely dirty with nothing but her dress and leather boots on.

Henry took his hand and brushed his knuckles between her legs. Her breath hitched in her throat, and she let out a small squeal as he finally felt how much she yearned for both of them. His knuckles pushed into her and her hips jerked back into Hasan.

"Fuck..." Hasan breathed out. His hands clasped around her and he pulled her closer. He wanted to feel the inside of her so badly. He touched the tip of her ear with his lips and whispered, "Can you feel how hard you've made me?" She nodded frantically whilst closing her eyes. She felt one of his hands unbutton his bottoms as he unleashed his growing need for her. She concentrated on how he throbbed against her. His hands pulled up her dress from behind and scoffed, "Henry, help me get this damned thing off!" He was desperate to feel his skin upon hers. Henry quickly stood up and helped Hasan disrobe her. They threw her dress to the side of the room and both basked in her unclothed body. They took a small moment to look her up and down. She felt her skin burn hot from her cheeks to her chest. She could sense the hunger in their eyes.

Henry kissed her hard, grabbing at her now bare waist. Hasan gripped tightly at her hips and pressed himself right above her bottom. She felt a drop of liquid fall from his thick and eager cock onto her lower back. She could feel him struggling to be patient. His need for her was so apparent. With all four hands tightly clinging to her, she submitted to them fully. Henry kissed and sucked his way back down to the ground, kneeling at her feet once more. Hasan was entranced by her round and gleaming behind as he slid himself in the space between each cheek. Henry took his thumb and pressed it into her swollen bud. Her legs shook for a moment as she gasped lightly. Looking up, he could see she had closed her eyes and was focusing on the pleasure she felt. He rubbed rhythmically as he watched her brow furrow above him. She placed her hands on top of Hasan's and squeezed as Henry steadily kneaded his thumb into her. He took his other hand and teased her opening with his middle finger. She was practically sucking him in as he touched her. She had been ready for them to enter her as soon as they opened the door to this room. Henry's eyes rolled back into his head as his finger was swallowed into her. He couldn't fathom how ready she felt. A second finger slid in with ease, and she moaned with contentment. His thumb didn't stop its momentum as he easily pushed a third finger inside of her. He was surprised by the effortlessness in the way he plunged into her. Her wetness dripped off of his fingers. It looked like the nectar of a flower leaking down his hand.

"You know you're spilling onto the floor?" He watched intently as several drips from his hand speckled the hardwood beneath them. Her skin flamed bright red, as she was faced with her unequivocal lust. Hasan looked at his feet and saw the dampened wood and his stomach swirled. He yearned to know the feeling of her explicit arousal. Taking his thickness, he crept in beside each supple thigh and reached Henry's devoured fingers. Henry knew the younger man couldn't bear to hold out any longer. He slowly released his grip inside of her and reached through her thighs. Taking Hasan's erection, he sweetened his cock with her unruly essence. Hasan groaned as he felt Henry's hand wrap around him and coax him inside of her primed cunt.

She winced with pleasure as Hasan's sturdy member sunk into her. Three of Henry's fingers couldn't have prepared her for what was filling her insides now. A whine came from Hasan's lips as he felt her squeezing him. He needed to feel that warmth envelop all of him. While still inside of her, he shifted her weight onto his chest and lifted both of her legs into the air. She was in shock, no one had ever picked her up like this before. His hands gripped the underside of her thighs and he pounded up into her. Her eyes widened as she felt him hit the deepest part of her. A moan got caught in her throat then escaped as he continued to penetrate her from below. The sounds of self-indulgence boomed in the otherwise silent chamber. Her vulgar voice echoed each thrust from Hasan. He too unleashed his depraved groans into her ears. She reached up behind her and tried to grip onto his broad shoulders. Her nails scratched him as her hands kept slipping away with each jolting movement.

Meanwhile, Henry watched in awe as Hasan slipped in and out of her. His cock threatened to tear from his trousers as it begged to be unsheathed. Without wasting another moment, he freed his enraged manhood. As his fingers enclosed around himself, his free hand reached in front of him and spread the woman's lower lips to get a better look. He inched his face closer, his mouth drooling at her swollen clit. He closed his eyes and feasted upon the meal presented in front of him. He held up her soft white stomach with one hand and pleasured himself with the other. He moved his head along to Hasan's rhythm and massaged her with his tongue.

She descended into euphoria, not being able to think a single thought. The only thing she could do was feel. Her lower stomach seethed with heat. Hasan's cock and Henry's tongue seemed to meet from either side of her, and touch in the middle to send her body into a crazed orgasm. She yelled out and her body shook uncontrollably. She sent her head back onto Hasan's chest whilst her hips violently jerked back and forth.Hasan could feel her pulsate around him and it drove him insane. Henry struggled to keep her still as he grabbed her thighs and held his face into her. As she came wildly, neither of them let up. She whimpered,

"Wait! Wait...!" She felt so sensitive. The same stimulation as before felt a hundred times more intense now. Her eyes crossed as she lost herself. The same stirring heat from before arose back into her lower abdomen. Incomprehensible sounds of ecstasy flooded the room. Her mind was completely taken over by the fierce pleasure she felt. She came again; this time for much longer. The men held her tightly as she convulsed in their arms. She took a handful of Henry's brown curls. She couldn't decide between pulling his head away or pushing him further into herself. Hasan was nearing his end as well, but he didn't want to finish yet. They had the whole rest of the night together. As she settled back into his chest, Henry felt Hasan pull out of her slowly. His breath was shaky as he tried not to erupt.

Henry stood and took the woman from Hasan's arms. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and he could feel her still involuntarily twitching. Tears threatened to fall from her eyes from the overwhelming climax. The ends of her lips curved into a smile and she breathed out a small laugh. She couldn't believe how powerful her orgasm had been. With Henry's face nestled in her chest, he took in her sweet and salty scent. His hands wrapped around her bottom as he held her weight. He stayed there for a moment and ran his tongue up her neck. She moaned softly and hung on tighter to his back.

Hasan watched on the opposite side of the bed as her bottom overflowed from Henry's hands. He crawled onto the bed and positioned himself facing the ceiling. He brought his hands out and impatiently ordered,

"Bring her here." Henry took a few steps towards the bed and looked over the woman's blushed shoulder, and down at Hasan. His arms guided her legs down on the bed and around his head. Hasan had longed to taste her just as Henry had. He groaned, feeling her pussy finally meet his mouth. She shuddered as his slick tongue rolled over her from below. Holding onto Henry's hands, she struggled to keep her balance on the edge of the bed. She felt Hasan's warm hands delight in her thighs and pull her even deeper onto his face. Without any strength left in her, she let herself relax and completely sit back onto his hungry mouth.

Breathing wasn't a priority for Hasan right now. He closed his eyes and focused on how she felt on his tongue. Her flesh was soft and swollen and sticky from being penetrated by him before. He had taken a break from fucking her in order not to finish yet, but this wasn't helping at all. He felt himself twitch from below as he continued pleasuring her. Only lifting her for a second to take a breath of air as needed. She grinded her hips into him as she panted in between her moans. As she held onto Henry's hands, she peered down and wondered if he had even been touched yet. He was painfully hard; the veins on each side looked as if they were about to pop. It sent a warm spike into her pelvis. She let go of one of his hands and reached down to hold it. A small gasp escaped his lips and he looked down at his cock, now being surrounded by her hot and sweaty hand. Keeping her eyes on his expression, she watched his eyebrows furrow and lips part. She let him go for a moment to bring her hand up to her mouth. She licked from the bottom of her palm to the tip of her middle finger. He watched with fascination as she swallowed up her two fingers and thoroughly lubricated them with her saliva. She watched his eyes crave for her touch and it excited her. She slowly stroked him with her right hand as his grip on her left tightened.