Movie Night II: the Return
I ended up kissing John all the way up the stairs, with Drew behind us, fingering me under my skirt. I was tempted to just lie down there on the stairs and let whichever one was closer take me right there, but they kept pulling and prodding me along in my state of near-orgasmic bliss until finally we got safely inside John's room with the door closed.
I collapsed on the bed, legs wide and my skirt pushed up my thighs, and Drew took of my blouse while John pushed his head down into my pussy and gave my clit the licking it had been craving. While Drew sucked and pinched my nipples, John lapped along my soaking slit, alternately nibbling on my clit and fucking me with his tongue. I was moaning and trying not to scream out my pleasure while at the same time begging one of them, both of them, someone to fuck me.
They both stopped their attentions to me at the same time, making me mewl with discontent, but my pussy kept spasming, my nipples stayed rock hard, and my vision cleared enough that I could watch them get undressed. God, they were both so hot. Maybe later I'd think to wonder why they wanted me, but for now I was content to just let it all happen.
Once naked, they came back to the bed to lie down on either side of me, each taking a breast in his mouth and moving a hand down to stroke my pussy. The desire that I'd thought had calmed down rose up in me even stronger, and soon I was fucking up at their fingers and telling them how much I loved the way their mouths felt on my tits and their fingers in my hot, wet pussy.
John rolled onto his back, bringing me over on top of him, and Drew took John's cock and slid it inside me. Finally, I was full and it felt so fucking good. I just sat there for a moment, impaled on John's cock and revelling in the way it stretched me around him. Then Drew came up behind me, and I could feel his cock against my ass and his hands on my breasts, and I had to start fucking.