A Threesome to Remember

Firstly, thank you all so much for your comments about my first story. I had a few anonymous comments that were very cruel, but from what I've seen in other stories this happens quite a lot to women writing on Literotica.

This new experience happened to me about a year ago. My husband and I had separated and I was living on my own, working and attempting to put my life back together. I enjoyed the freedom, but I was beginning to miss sex. There's only so many times you can use a vibe on yourself before it becomes more of a simple release and not anything sexual.

One night, after a few drinks, I decided to go onto chat and add to my usual vibe session with a little sexy talk. I was in a room for women who like older men, and after sifting through a series of boring or rude messages, I found an older man who was willing to chat without the benefit of a camera or a microphone. We began with the usual pleasantries and eventually our conversation led to sex. He asked me about some of my experiences, and as I recounted them I began to get aroused. I told the man - his name was Alex - that I had a vibe with me. Soon after he was directing me, telling me to remove articles of clothing and finally having me use the vibe on myself. As we continued to chat and play, I found out he was on business in my city, staying in a hotel that wasn't very far from where I lived. I don't know if it was the effects of the alcohol, or the fact I hadn't been with a man in a year, but he asked me if I wanted to go over and I said yes. I put on a black bra and panty set and a sundress that was flimsy enough to show off the bra and panties through the fabric of the dress. I put a coat on that covered my clothing and took a taxi to the hotel.

I arrived and went past the reception desk feeling as if I was comitting a crime. I found the elevators and went up to his room. As I approached the room I heard voices. I assumed the television was on but I was mistaken. A man in his fifties answered the door. He was of average height and had grey hair and a slight paunch. The moment he saw me his eyes lit up. Perhaps he thought I was lying when we were chatting, and he seemed pleasantly surprised by my appearance. I'm 5'4, with brown hair that was quite long at the time. I have brown eyes, and 34c breasts, and I'm a little chubby. He invited me into his suite. To my surprise there was another man with him. He was short and thinner than Alex, with grey hair only on his sides and a bald dome on top.

Although I was surprised, I went in anyway. As I mentioned I was a little drunk, and having played less than an hour before had left me aching for sex. My coat was taken and I was led into the living room and within minutes I had a drink in my hand. The men were in town for a pharmaceutical convention. Both men had gold bands on their left ring fingers. They were obviously married, and hadn't bothered to pretend otherwise. I couldn't really blame them. I had just about jumped at the chance to run over to this hotel suite late at night, and it probably seemed unnecessary to lie to a girl who seemed so willing to be fucked by a complete stranger. I found out that Brian had been watching us chat, which added to my state of embarrassment. However, the embarrassment was mixed with a sense of excitement. Here were two men looking me over like a couple of wolves eyeing a lamb that had strayed from the flock. I knew what they wanted, and I knew I was probably going to give it to them within a short span of time.

After some small talk, and many compliments about my outfit, Alex asked me to accompany him to the bedroom of the hotel suite. There was no need for an excuse such as "let me show you my etchings" or anything like that. We all knew what I was there for. I stood up without a word and followed him. The atmosphere had thickened immediately. I felt my knees weaken, knowing I was going to finally get some long awaited cock.

Alex shut the door and turned to me. He said "let's see what you have there" or something along those lines, and his hands busied with the buttons of my sundress. Soon I was only in bra and panties, and Alex quickly unfastened the bra and told me to slip out of my panties. He started rubbing my tits, rolling the nipples, and soon my body reacted. He leaned in to kiss me, and I hungrily reciprocated. After a while he moved away and told me how naughty I was, what a naughty little thing I must be to have come over so willingly. I agreed, his saliva still in my mouth, my nipples hard and red from his ministrations.

"You know what we do with naughty little girls, don't you?" Alex told me.

"No, I don't." I whispered back, my nipples still in his hands.

"We spank naughty young things, Pamela, that's what we do."

I had told him that I liked being spanked during our chat. As many of you know, you tend to reveal a little too much when chatting. The anonymity can act like a confessional, and now I was going to be taken to task for my admission.

He led me to the bed and draped me across his knee. He was still dressed, and I found myself over a man's knee, a man twice my age, naked, my ass in the air. It was hard to believe that less than two hours ago I had been in my own apartment. Alex kneaded my cheeks, spreading them, revealing my pussy and asshole to his gaze. Soon his palm landed on my cheeks, and the sharp sound resounded through the room. I yelped with surprise and pain. I knew that Brian could certainly hear what was going on from the living room, and it made me even wetter, being spanked by one older stranger while another listened in the next room. Alex alternated between spanking my ass and letting his fingers dip inside my wet, open pussy. Within a few minutes my ass was red and tingling from the slaps, and my pussy could easily accept two of his fingers. I attempted to shield my cheeks with one of my hands, and Alex took my wrist and bent my arm behind my back, continuing to smack my glowing cheeks. Finally he tired of spanking me and told me to get on my knees. I did as I was told, and Alex stood up, unzipped himself, and commanded me to start sucking.

I had reached a point were I would do whatever this man wanted. There is a line that a woman crosses, where her dignity is subverted by a stronger urge, an urge to please. It is sometimes crossed because she loves a man to the point where any act of sacrifice becomes an act of love. And then it is crossed at other times simply because of circumstance, because you feel so hot and wet and horny that you no longer want to hold onto your dignity. I had reached that line, and somehow Alex knew it. His order to suck his cock was given with assurance that I would obey, and I didn't disappoint him.

I stroked his cock, felt its heft, and then started licking along the sides. It was circumised, of average length but quite thick. It had been so long since I had sucked a cock, and the shape and feel and smell of it were intoxicating. I gobbled it up, sucking noisily away as I fit more and more of it into my mouth. Alex looked down at me, his hands resting on his hips, watching as I bobbed my head back and forth on his shaft. I looked up, my mouth filled with his meat, and saw a smile of satisfaction playing across his lips. Soon his member became stiff, and I wondered if I wasn't going to get fucked after all, but just give this stranger a blowjob.

As if reading my mind Alex told me to get on the bed, on all fours. I scrambled onto the large bed, and got into position. Alex was behind me, and I heard him undress. After a few moments, the bed sagged a little, accomodating his weight, and I felt the wonderful meaty bluntness of a cock rubbing along my pussy lips, blindly looking for my entrance. He found it soon enough, and I felt myself being filled by a man, after having been without one for so long. Almost despite myself, I began to moan loudly. Alex grabbed hold of my hips and began to fuck me in earnest. My head was on the bedspread, and I continued to moan and squeal with abandon. At his point the door to the bedroom opened, and Brian strode into the room. Alex didn't miss a beat, and kept pounding away at me as his friend looked on.

"How's our little filly?" He asked, watching me.

"Nice," answered Alex, "she's got a hot little mouth and hasn't had any kids. Nice and tight."

They were talking about me as if I wasn't there. It should have angered me but I was simply too excited. I looked up to see Brian undo his pants and take out his prick. Although he was short he had a very decently sized cock. It was long and the veins stood out even while he wasn't fully hard. The head was impressive, what people call a "mushroom head." He moved to the side of the bed and cupped my chin, lifting my head up. I positioned myself with my elbows on the bed, his manhood at my face level. Brian wasted little time in sliding his cock past my lips. I couldn't use my hands without losing my balance, and Brian simply moved his hips back and forth, the added force of being fucked from behind sending him deep into my mouth.

They continued to enjoy themselves at both ends of me. Brian undressed as I gave him head, and soon he was naked also. Alex asked him if he wanted a shot, and he said yes. Alex pulled out of my pussy, and Brian lay himself on his back on the bed. I got on top of him and lowered myself onto his waiting prick. Within the space of a few seconds I had had two different cocks in my pussy, a first for me. I started grinding down on Brian, my head back, eyes closed. I felt his hands begin to massage my breasts, pulling and pinching my nipples. Once again comments were shared between them about my pussy as I moved up and down on his pole. Alex stood up on the bed and positioned himself, standing, with his back to the headboard. I didn't have to be told this time. I took his slick member into my hand, and them began to suck it clean of my juices. He was watching and complimenting me on my technique. Using one hand to stroke his shaft, I lowered my other hand to my clit, and started rubbing it. Brian sensed what I was doing, and with his hands on my ass cheeks began to move me up and down faster. My moans were muffled by the cock in my mouth, but soon I was almost screaming as I was wracked by a powerful orgasm. My pussy clenched around Brian's hardness, and I had to concentrate not to bite down on the shaft in my mouth. Smaller aftershocks coursed through my body, but the men didn't let up. Brian hadn't stopped fucking me, and Alex was content to keep himself hard by using my mouth.

"Look behind you, Pamela," He instructed me, "look how good you look."

I turned my head around and faced the mirror on the dresser. I could see Brian's hands on my ass, his cock sliding in and out of my soaking pussy. I looked into my own eyes. My hair was mussed, and my lipstick had smeared. There was wetness on my chin, mostly from my own spit. It seemed for a second that I was watching three stangers, two men and a cock hungry slut between them. I was still holding onto Alex's cock, and while watching myself I fed it back into my mouth, to comments of approval from Alex. I was watching myself give an older man a blowjob, while impaled upon a second older man. Strings of saliva hung from the hand holding onto his prick.

After a few minutes Alex tired of standing on the bed, and once again I found myself on all fours, cleaning Brian while Alex rammed me from behind. They changed postions a few times, staying where they were and rotating me from one cock to the other. I would feel them leave my waiting, willing holes, and then I would shuffle on my hands and knees until I faced the other cock, glistening wet from being inside of me. The different thickness and size that would alternately fill my pussy added to the pleasure, as did the slightly different techniques each would use to fuck me.

I guess they hadn't had a workout such as this in years, because without cumming they stopped and said they were going to get more drinks from the minibar. I was going to follow them, but they told me to wait on the bed. I stayed on the bed, on my back, getting my breath back. After so much sex my pussy felt empty as I lay there, and I spread my legs and began to work two fingers into my pussy, using my other hand on my clit. Brian came back into the room, and I heard him murmur approvingly and the sight of me, still horny and shamelessly finger fucking myself. He took hold of my ankles and roughly pulled me to the edge of the bed. He was short enough to fuck me standing as I lay on the bed. My tits jiggled back and forth as I was pounded once again. My ankles were on his shoulders, and he held onto my legs as he rammed me. Alex came in and made a joke about starting without him. He crawled onto the bed and kneeled by my head. I craned my head back and was soon rewarded with his thick meat in my mouth, his balls resting on my face. I was ordered to keep working my clit, and I did so. The waves of another orgasm began to build deep within me. Brian picked up his pace, and I heard him moaning, the sound getting higher and faster. I knew he was going to cum. He pulled out of me and came over my tummy. I felt his hot cum splash on my body, and the sensation brought me that much closer to the edge. He used his hands to rub his spunk into my skin, over my tummy and tits. He slid two fingers back into my pussy, rubbing upwards, and the feeling was exquisite.

Alex pulled out of my mouth, and I watched, my face still turned upwards, as he stroked faster and faster. With Brian's fingers in me, and my own hand expertly working my clit, I was almost there myself, and it seemed we would cum simultaneously, something that happens rarely in real life. I thought Alex was going to send his load onto my tits, but I was mistaken. I'm sure the whole experience was one in a million for these two men, and Alex was going to fulfill what is probably a fantasy shared by most men: to cum on a woman's face. I'm sure his wife wouldn't let him do such a thing, and he wasn't going to let such a golden opportunity pass. I'd proven myself shameless and wanton up to that point, which probably encouraged him.

With Brian fingers in me, my clit swollen and hot, and the scent of a man's cock inches from my face, I exploded. I bucked and squealed as I released for a second time. As I came, almost unaware of my surroundings for those few glorious seconds, I dimly felt the warmth of Alex's cum land on my hair, my nose, my forehead, into my open mouth. It cooled and ran down my cheeks, down my chin, over my ears, pooling around my neck and dripping onto the bedspread. Alex rubbed it into my cheeks, sliding his fingers into my mouth and watching me suck and swallow his essence.

I lay on the bed for a short time, both men compliment me, telling me it was a shame they didn't live in the city. Hands lazily rubbed my tits, my tummy, a few fingers getting in their last feel of the inside of my pussy. I stood up and said I'd better get cleaned up.

"Not so fast, Pamela. One last thing." Alex instructed. I stood up and they pushed down on my shoulders. I got on my knees, knowing they wanted their cocks cleaned. I was exhausted by our play but I wasn't in a position to say no. They stood within a few feet of each other and I was able to take their softening pricks completely in my mouth, one after the other. I can imagine how I looked: naked, sweaty, lines of cooling cum over my face, clinging to my hair, as I cleaned each of them to their satisfaction.

After a few moments I was allowed to go to the bathroom. I took a shower, trying not to get my hair wet, and the water washed off the sweat and fluids from my body. I toweled and then went to the bedroom, where my clothes were strewn along the ground. I dressed and found both men in the living room. I know it sounds strange but I thanked them both, and they smiled. Alex said glad to oblige. I found my way back out of the hotel and into the real world. It was the middle of the night. There was almost no traffic. I managed to flag down a cab and make it home, where I slept soundly late into the morning. I called in sick that day, and although I was sore I brought myself to orgasm several times using my vibe, with the images of the night before still fresh in my mind.

I hope you enjoyed the story, and thank you once again for your encouraging comments.