Lisa, 38, stood in the center of the hotel suite wearing nothing but a black lace garter belt and stockings. Her husband Mark, 40, sat in the armchair by the window, already stroking his cock slowly as he watched. The two men they'd chosen from the club—Jake, 35, tall and thickly built, and Ryan, 37, lean with a long, veined cock—stood on either side of her.
'On your knees, baby,' Mark said, voice low. 'Show them how you take it.'
Lisa dropped to the carpet. She reached for both men at once, wrapping her fingers around Jake's heavy shaft and Ryan's thinner but longer one. She leaned forward and took Jake first, stretching her jaw wide around his girth. The head pushed past her lips, the salty taste of pre-cum hitting her tongue. She moaned around him, the vibration making Jake's thighs tense. She bobbed halfway down, then pulled off with a wet pop, strings of spit connecting her mouth to his cock.
Ryan stepped closer. Lisa turned her head and swallowed him next, taking him deeper on the first try. His cock slid along her tongue until the head nudged the back of her throat. She gagged once, eyes watering, but kept going, saliva spilling down her chin and dripping onto her tits. Jake's hand fisted in her hair, guiding her back to him. She alternated, sucking one then the other, cheeks hollowing, the wet sounds of slurping and gagging filling the room.
'Fuck, she's good,' Jake growled. 'Look at that throat.'
Mark's voice cut in. 'She can take more. Finger her while she sucks.'
Ryan reached down, sliding two fingers between Lisa's spread thighs. She was already soaked. He rubbed her clit in tight circles, then pushed both fingers inside her pussy, curling them against her front wall. Lisa moaned around Jake's cock, the sound muffled and sloppy. Her hips rocked back against Ryan's hand as he finger-fucked her steadily, the wet squelch of her cunt matching the rhythm of her sucking.
After several minutes Jake pulled her up. 'Bed. Now.'
They arranged her on all fours facing Mark. Jake knelt behind her, rubbing the fat head of his cock up and down her slit before pushing in. Lisa's mouth fell open as he stretched her. The burn of the thick intrusion made her gasp. Inch by inch he sank deeper until his hips met her ass. She felt every ridge, every vein, the way her walls fluttered and clenched around him.
Ryan moved in front of her. He gripped her hair and fed his cock back into her mouth just as Jake started thrusting. The spit-roast was immediate and relentless. Jake's heavy balls slapped her clit with every stroke while Ryan fucked her throat, the head of his cock sliding in and out past her lips. Lisa's eyes watered, spit running down her chin onto the sheets. Mark watched, cock in hand, eyes locked on the way her pussy stretched around Jake's girth.
'Deeper,' Mark ordered. 'Make her gag on it.'
Ryan pushed forward until Lisa's nose pressed against his pubic bone. She gagged hard, throat convulsing, but didn't pull away. Jake reached under her and found her clit, rubbing it in fast circles while he pounded her from behind. The dual stimulation pushed her over fast. Her orgasm hit like a freight train—her pussy clamped down hard around Jake's cock, inner muscles pulsing in rhythmic contractions, thighs shaking, a guttural moan vibrating around Ryan's shaft.
They didn't let her rest. Jake pulled out and lay on his back. 'Ride me.'
Lisa straddled him, sinking down on his cock with a long, low moan. The new angle made him hit her G-spot perfectly. She started rolling her hips, grinding her clit against his pubic bone. Ryan moved behind her, pressing the head of his cock against her already-full pussy.
'Both of you?' she breathed, looking at Mark.
Mark nodded, stroking faster. 'Take them both, slut.'
Ryan pushed in alongside Jake. The stretch was intense—her pussy lips spread wide around two thick cocks, the fullness almost unbearable. She let out a choked cry as Ryan worked deeper, her walls straining to accommodate both of them. Jake held her hips steady while Ryan established a rhythm, the two men moving in alternating strokes so she was never empty. Lisa's whole body shook. The pressure against her G-spot was relentless, both cocks grinding against it from slightly different angles with every thrust.
'Holy fuck,' Ryan breathed. 'She's so tight like this.'
'Look at her take it,' Jake said. 'Good girl.'
Mark stood up from the chair and walked to the bed, fisting his cock. Lisa looked up at him through glassy eyes and opened her mouth. He slid between her lips and suddenly she had all three of them—Jake and Ryan filling her pussy, Mark's cock down her throat. The sounds she made were barely human, muffled moans and whimpers vibrating around Mark's shaft while the other two drove into her from below and behind.
The second orgasm built differently, deeper, radiating from her core outward. Her thighs began to tremble. Her pussy started fluttering around both cocks in a rapid, rhythmic pulse.
'She's going to come again,' Jake said. 'I can feel it.'
Ryan reached around and found her clit, pressing his thumb against it hard. That was all it took. Lisa shattered—her whole body seizing, a full-body clench that made both men groan, her orgasm drawn out by their continued thrusting even as every nerve screamed. She convulsed around them, juices running down Jake's shaft and onto his thighs.
Mark came first, groaning as he pulled back and finished on her face and throat, thick ropes painting her chin and chest. Ryan pulled out next, stroking himself as he came on her back, hot splashes spreading across her skin. Jake gripped her hips and buried himself deep for a final time, his cock pulsing as he emptied himself inside her.
Lisa collapsed forward onto Jake's chest, wrecked and glowing, barely able to move. From the chair Mark watched, satisfied, reaching for his phone to take a photo of her—flushed, marked, completely undone—to keep for himself.
'Happy anniversary, baby,' he said.
Lisa laughed, a broken sound full of pleasure. 'Best one yet.'
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