We were going away for a weekend getaway. He said he had a special surprise planned for me. I was excited and a bit nervous. I knew it was going to be something wild. We checked into a classy hotel in a small town about 2 hours away from the city. The hotel seemed quiet and the concierge offered us a free upgrade to the presidential suite since they were having a slow night.
We got to the suite, it had a nice view and a big seating area with couches, a big screen TV and a kitchenette with a bar. The bedroom was large with a king size bed and two single couches on the opposite side of the room. The bathroom had a large walk in shower and also a jacuzzi.
We relaxed for a bit and had a few drinks. We took our time getting ready for dinner. We were going to a fancy restaurant. He looked sexy in dark jeans and a fitted black dress shirt. I wore a dark red, lacy dress. Spaghetti straps with a sweetheart neckline showing just a bit of cleavage. Knee length and close fitting with a high slit on the thigh. I finished curling my hair and doing my make-up. I decided to go heavy with my eyeliner and eyeshadow; and a dark red lipstick to match my dress. I had a feeling tonight was going to be special.
We had a nice dinner and I drank way too much wine. We got back to the hotel and he pulled out a bottle of tequila -- my favourite. I had a feeling he was trying to get me tipsy. He knows I do wild things when I've had too much to drink. I had three shots and I was feeling buzzed and happy. He was sipping on his own drink, but didn't seem affected by it. He hugged me from behind wrapping his arms around me. I laid my head back on his shoulder. His lips were on my neck, kissing my sweet spot.
"You going to get wild for me tonight baby?" he whispered in my ear. I laughed and he squeezed me tighter. "Yes, Daddy" I said with a tipsy smile.
He took out his phone and made a call. "Come up" he said. My brain was feeling slow. Who had he called? What did he have planned for me? The alcohol was working on me, I knew I should be panicking but instead I was curious.
The door opened and two of his friends came in. Good friends that he'd known a long time but I had only met them once or twice at a party or BBQ, I couldn't remember. And I was also confused, I didn't realize he had invited his friends along on our weekend. They stood by the TV while we stood further back in the room by the windows. We exchanged some friendly hellos and how are you's. I tried to move out of his hands but he held onto me and gently swung me around to face the window. It was dark outside and I could only see our reflections in the glass.
"I know you've always wanted to be fucked by two men at the same time" he whispered in my ear, "and I want to watch."
I went still. We had talked about this before - having a threesome. He had originally brought it up a while ago. It was never really something I had thought about until he mentioned it. But once it was in my mind, it became something I thought about often. I wondered what it would be like to be with more than one man at the same time. I was surprised he was ok with it. He told me he wouldn't be jealous and it wouldn't bother him. He wanted to share me and then punish me to remind me that I was his. I wasn't sure which part of that excited me more.
I was still apprehensive but he told me to forget about anyone judging me and that no one would ever find out. It would be with guys he knew and trusted.
"It will be exactly like we talked about. Do you want to?" he asked.
He was leaving the choice entirely up to me. Once I let go of all the worrying voices in my head and just listened to my body, I knew I wanted it. One wild night with three sexy men. I was getting wet just thinking about.
"Yes," I whispered.
I could feel him smile against my neck. "Good girl. Don't worry I'll be right here the whole time."
He told his friends to take a seat. His hand squeezed my ass and he told me to mix some drinks. I made two rum and cokes for his friends. I could feel both of their eyes on me while I moved around. It was making me a bit uncomfortable but also a little turned on. He told me to get the tequila and I brought it over to him. He was leaning against a bar stool and pulled me between his legs. He poured me a shot and held it to my lips. I drank it and he poured me another. After I finished it, he moved to a couch across from his friends and sat down. He looked up at me and then looked at the floor by his feet. I went to kneel by him, facing his friends. But he pulled me around so I was between his legs facing him.
"Suck my cock," he said in a low voice.
I looked up at him. I couldn't believe he wanted me to do it in front of his friends. He stared at me, watching my every move. He was testing me. As soon as I reached for his belt, he smiled and returned his attention to his friends. They started talking about basketball, but I knew they were watching me still. I undid his belt and pulled down his zipper. I reached into his boxers and pulled out his cock. It was already starting to get hard. I wrapped my hand around it, squeezing it. I ran my hand up and down it. He put his hand on the back of my head and pulled me closer so my mouth was right by his cock. I gave it a shy lick. He glanced down at me and raised an eyebrow. The hand in my hair pulled tightly. His warning to me to stop wasting time.
I gave him a slow long lick. He continued talking to his friends. His cock in my hands and mouth always made me forget where I was and what was going on around me. I just cared about taking care of him. Touching, feeling and tasting his cock. I kissed the head and up & down the length of it, leaving red marks with my lipstick. I could feel it growing harder against my lips. I needed it in my mouth.
I sucked on the head, swirling my tongue around it. Then I opened my mouth wide and took him in as far as I could, sucking as I pulled back. And then I did it again and again. I could feel him stroking the back of my head, continuing to talk to his friends. I had no idea what they were talking about now but I don't think they were really into the conversation. From where they were sitting, they probably couldn't even see my mouth on his cock. Just one of my hands grabbing his thigh and my ass sticking out with my dress riding up. My head bobbing up and down on his cock.
All I could think about was how badly I wanted to taste his cum. Suddenly, his hand gripped my shoulder and pushed me away. I missed his cock in my mouth and went to suck on it again, but he held me away. I looked at him angrily. He looked down at me. I'm sure he could see how desperate I was for his cock. He was staring at my mouth and I realized my lipstick was probably a mess. I looked away embarrassed. I heard his low sexy laugh.
He tucked his hard cock away. He struggled to pull up the zipper of his jeans and didn't even bother with the button. He stood up, he took my hand and helped me to my feet. He grabbed his drink and led me to the bedroom. It was dark but bright enough to see. Only the lights on either side of the bed were on. He put his drink down by the single couch. His two friends followed us in. I stood in front of the bed. He came to stand behind me. We were facing his friends. He moved all of my hair to one side and kissed my shoulder.
"You belong to me. I own you. My boys know that. Now make Daddy proud and give them the best fuck they've ever had."
The sound of his deep sexy voice saying those things was making me feel hot all over. He unzipped my dress, slid it off my shoulders and pushed it to the ground. I stood there in my bra and thong still wearing my heels. He moved to the couch and moved it around to face the bed. He took out his phone and set it up on the side table to also face the bed. He was going to record this whole thing. He sat down, leaned back and smiled at me.
I looked at his friends. They were both good looking, I remembered thinking that when I first met them. They walked up and stood beside me, one on either side. The first one reached out and played with my hair, curling it around his finger. And the second one used his finger to trace along my bra strap and down the lacy edge of the cup. The hand in my hair tugged on a curl and I tilted my head to the side. The second one kissed my neck still playing with my bra strap. The first one grabbed my hand, kissing along the length of my arm while he unbuttoned his shirt. When he got it off, he moved to stand a little behind me. He lifted up my hair and started kissing my neck. Sucking and nibbling with his teeth. The second one grabbed my breast and squeezed. It hit me that this was really happening.
I looked at him sitting in the chair. We made eye contact while the second one pulled down one of my bra straps exposing me. He grabbed my breast, pinching and pulling on my nipple. At the same time the first one pulled my hair tilting my head back a bit.
We continued to look at each other. He took a sip of his drink. His eyes on me while his friends had their hands on my body was turning me on so much.
One of them unhooked my bra and it was pulled off my body and thrown on the floor.
The first one let go of my hair to lean down and suck hard on my nipple, while the second continued to pull and twist my other nipple. The sensations were going straight to my clit.
They turned me to the side roughly so the first one was in front of me and the second was behind me. I held onto the shoulders of the one in front of me to steady my balance. My first time to touching either one of them.β¨β¨I looked over at him. He was still watching me. I couldn't read his expression.