Room 305: Room Service

He opens the door to a tall gentleman with grey hair, wearing a jumper with a smart shirt underneath. He does not look like the typical “bull”. I perch shyly on the bed and throw my guy a look.

For a few seconds I wonder if I can go through with it: he looks older than I expected and he’s wearing the same shoes as my dad. He’s saying something and shaking my hand. (Let’s call him B). But he smells delicious and there is a cheeky sparkle in his eye. What the hell – it might sort out some of my daddy issues. Two things go through my mind: I never have to see him again and my guy really wants this. And then he kisses my cheek whilst stroking my crotch.Oh hello.

And so it begins. My guy (let’s call him C) is told to sit in the armchair to watch, his cuffs clanking. I lie back on the bed as he pulls down my knickers and starts to go down on me. I look over at C and he’s balled my knickers and put them in his mouth as B has ordered. B’s tongue is scratchy like a cat’s but his technique is based around teasing me. I look at C, wishing it was him really. I pull on his leash and get him to the end of the bed so he can see everything. B mumbles insults to C in between licks and I play along, citing how much better he is. I surprise myself by suddenly looking at C and say: “Can you give my breasts some attention please?”

Of course he obeys, and something in me shifts. I realise I have two men tending to my every need and that their objective is to make my evening as pleasurable as possible. However I have no connection with the man between my legs and it’s unlikely I can come.
As if he’s read my mind B stops  and gets out a wand from his rucksack, talking as he goes telling us he’s not yet used it. He order me to lie down and I feel like he’s a doctor which adds more excitement. C kneels the other side and pulls my legs apart, holding my knee in position. B has the other.

He lubes up the wand and the gel is cold on my already warm cunt. I close my eyes and relax. “Have you been edged before?” asks B, and I say not by anyone else, just myself. . I start to flail my legs as I lose control. I don’t know what he’s doing or where B and C end and begin but it’s utterly delightful.With two men working on me it’s clear I am powerless and soon I erupt, pushing the wand away and then pulling it back. The bed is soaked.

B wants to watch C get fucked by me. This time he doesn’t want to be eased in with the buttplug – probably bravado on his part in front of another dude. It’s as enjoyable as ever; his face is always the most pleasurable to watch as I enter him and slide the dildo into his willing ass. But he’s in pain. The cock cage is pinching and we decide to let him out. Undoing the padlock is easy; the relief on his face makes me smile. I continue and he slowly wanks his limp cock as I push into him.

B mixes it up a bit and tells C to get him ready to fuck me. C gets on his knees and takes B in his mouth. Up until now I’ve never seen this and it’s wonderfully erotic. I’m amazed that C would do this for me. I hear him suck and then gag, massaging C’s balls as he does. B pulls out and gets me into position at the end of the bed. 

I suck on C’s cock as B fucks me from behind. He doesn’t pump away, but makes measured strokes like an artist. C’s cock is very flaccid; a product of being locked up for a week I guess. I know I’m not going to come. My knees start to buckle and we all switch positions. B’s cock is now in my mouth as he straddles me and C is licking my pussy. It’s unfeasibly hot as C thrusts into my mouth and B’s familiar technique is enough to make me come again, just as C is asking me if I’m going to come. He pumps his cock and asks where I want his cum. I can’t speak – my mouth is numb. He spreads his white seed all over my breasts.

B packs up his items and makes small talk, eventually revealing his very serious job. I actually can’t wait to be alone with C and B’s conversation begins to grate a little. I know what I’ve promised C after all.