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Motel (bxgxb)

CONTENT WARNINGS: prostitution, anal, double penetration, oral, threesome, deep throating, rough fucking, degrading

          My husband and I climb the steps up to the second story of the motel, the both of us nervous with excitement and angst. "Are you sure you want to do this Camila?" Tristan says, turning to me. I see anxiety in the way he looks at me.

          "I'm positive," I say, making sure to look him in the eyes as I say so. "Are you?"

          He grabs my hand, gripping it tight. "I'm sure." And with that we continue walking, stopping when we reach the door of the motel room. He looks back at me with one final look, a silent question asking the same thing as earlier, and I nod, urging him to open the door.

         We open to a small room with just a bed and dresser. The carpet is worn but tidy and the walls are painted a shade of light brown.

          We both sit on the bed, holding each other's hands, excited for what's to come. After about ten minutes, a knock sounds on the door and Tristan gets up to open it. When he does, a man walks in. Young, leanly built, impeccable facial features. I know this man as Noah, the prostitute we hired.

           A while back, Tristan's boss had been over for dinner and him and his wife had talked about what they used to spice up their marriage. They said that every once in a while they added a third party. While neither my husband or I were unhappy, it had been a while since the sex was good anymore. After months of wrap-around questions and comments, I finally just asked Tristan if he wanted to try it in our own marriage.

          He agreed, as I suspected he would. After more discussion, we figured it would just be easier to hire another party than find one not only willing to do so, but be discreet about it.

           After asking around a bit, we found Noah, the person that we had been told would be perfect. Looking at him now, I could see how you could assume that even just from being around him. He held himself tall, confident. Ready.

           My husband leads him towards the bed. "This is my wife Camila." He says, gesturing towards me. "And I'm Tristan." He shakes Noah's hand, their strong hands interlocking. It turns me on looking between these men. One the person I love; handsome, familiar, safe. And one Noah; also handsome, new, and desirable in a way that surprises me. He seems dangerous in a way that draws me to him.

          Tristan takes off his tie, unbuttoning his shirt. His gaze switches from calm with a hint of danger to full of heat, even more dangerous.

           "Take off your clothes, the both of you." He says, his voice so demanding I know only to submit. Tristan and I strip down until we're naked. I notice Tristan is hard as a rock, eyeing Noah. I didn't know he liked men, and I'm pleased by the revelation. This will make this all the more fun.

           Noah slowly takes his own clothes off, moving forward, forcing us back onto the bed. He stalks over us, his own dick just as hard as my husband's, and he laughs. "I'm gonna have so much fun with the two of you."

           My body aches out for Noah, aches out for my husband. I need them. I need to be fucked and abused and used.

           "Suck me off." He says, looking over at Tristan. Tristan looks back at him, shocked, then looks at me, as if asking if it's okay.

            "It's okay honey. I wanna watch you please him." My husband's eyes turn almost feral as he climbs over Noah, who is now lying down at the head of the bed. Tristan lowers his lips to Noah's tip, licking it lightly. Noah groans out, forcing Tristan to take all of him. Watching my husband suck him off is probably the hottest thing I've seen.

            I come up behind my husband, lifting up his hips slightly so I have access to his dick. I give it a few pumps and he groans, his vibrations causing Noah to moan himself. He grips Tristan's hair, fucking himself even harder into Tristan's mouth. I work his dick faster, wanting them both to come. Needing them to.

           When I stick my finger shallowly into my husband's ass while still jerking him off, he comes, spraying the blanket with his semen. His groans are muffled by Noah's dick, and I see Noah's face contort with pleasure, pushing my husband's head farther on his dick as he forced his own semen down his throat.

           When they've both finished, they look back at me. I'm throbbing with need, needing to be touched. They stalk towards me, already hard again at the sight of my tight nipples and cum dripping down my leg.

            "We're gonna make you feel so good." Noah says, exchanging a look with my husband. Tristan lays on the bed, watching as Noah plays with my nipples, squeezing them hard between his fingers. I practically lurch forward, the sudden pain causing so much pleasure.

            "Such a good fucking whore," Noah says, slapping my ass. "Let's see how badly this whore wants to be treated. Ride your husband." I quickly comply, straddling Tristan's hips, slowly sinking my way home on his dick. He groans as I start to ride him, bending forward to grip the blankets so I can work myself harder.

             I feel Noah come up behind me, working my ass open with his fingers as I continue fucking Tristan. The intrusion on both sides feels foreign and so, so good. I feel the blunt head of Noah's dick behind me and I whimper, needing him inside of me too. He spits on his lands, using it as lube as he pushes his way into my ass.

           They both start to fuck me, hard, and I struggle to breathe. The feeling of both of their dicks inside of me is heaven, and I want it to continue forever. Tristan is groaning beneath me, digging his dick so deep inside of me I swear I feel it in my stomach.

            Noah grabs my hips, working me harder over Tristan's dick while also allowing himself to get deeper. My whole body is shaking, my orgasm building so strongly I'm afraid it will break my body.

             With a few more thrusts I come loudly, my back almost breaking. I try to back away from the pleasure as I ride it out, but both intrusions keep me from doing so. The constant pleasure keeps my high going, and I only register the two of them coming as well, both deep inside of me.

          I groan as Noah slips out of my body and I move off of my husband, lying down on the bed, utterly spent.

            Once we've all relaxed and come down from our highs, Noah leaves, thanking us for a great time. I turn to my husband, smiling. "We have to do that again sometime."

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