The path up the hill snakes through the resort village. Dark night. Everyone asleep. Distant snores from bungalows. Luc and Alain flank me. Their shorts bulge. My pussy throbs. Wind whispers secrets. We climb silently. Gravel crunches under feet. Luc’s room at the top. Last door. Less ears nearby. But close enough. Heart pounds. ‘Ready?’ Luc murmurs. His hand brushes my ass. Alain nods, eyes hungry. Door creaks open. Light spills under blinds from neighbor’s room. We slip in. Lock clicks. Blinds rattle down. Shadows dance.
Alain fills the tub. Jets bubble. Luc presses behind me. Hands on hips. Alain joins. Sandwiched. Four hands roam. Skirt drops. Blouse unbuttons. Bra off. Panties soaked. Stain spreads. They guide my hands to their cocks. Hard. Throbbing. I unzip. Shirts off. Smooth chest, hairy one. Belts unbuckle. Shorts fall. Boxers tent. Kneel. Pull down. Luc’s long thin cock springs. Alain’s thick stubby. Stroke them. ‘First time with two in hand,’ I whisper. They groan low. Bathtub steams. Slide in. Bubbles hide. Tongues on nipples. Fingers find clit. Pussy lips part. Moist. I gasp soft. Water laps. Hold cocks. Pump slow.
The Contact
Tub cools. Towels pat dry. Gentle. Kisses linger. Cocks press belly, ass. Bed looms. Wide. Creaks as we climb. Side by side. Flank me. Hands cool on skin. Back arches. Tongue on neck. Fingers circle tits. Flip to back. Cocks in palms. Suck nipples. ‘Eat me,’ I breathe. Luc first. Face dives. Tongue laps clit. Salty sweet. Circles. Probes hole. Alain kneads tits. Pinch hard. Moans escape. Muffled. Hand on head. ‘Don’t stop.’ Cum floods his mouth. Body shakes. Bed frame groans.
Alain’s turn. Tongue deeper. Sucks lips. Fingers fuck. Luc pinches clit. Bites ear. Hips buck. ‘Fuck yes.’ Scream stifled. Gush again. Pussy wrecked. Sit up. Cocks in face. Lick glands. Alternate sucks. Balls cupped. ‘Both?’ Stuff mouths. Gag. Stroke pussy. ‘Stop or explode.’ Alain sits. Cock against ass. Luc kneels. Condom on. Teases hole. Push in. Long cock fills. Thrusts slow. Alain hugs. Bed squeaks. Rhythm builds. Hands everywhere. Neck bites. Vagina clamps. Orgasm rips. Waves crash.
The Indiscretion
Switch. Alain’s thick cock stretches. Luc fingers clit. Kisses swap. ‘Two cocks?’ ‘Yes. Pussy only.’ Luc lies. Straddle. Impale. Lean forward. Alain behind. Slips in. Stuffed full. Eyes roll. Slow pump. Cocks rub inside. ‘Feel us?’ ‘Fuck yes.’ Speed up. Balls slap wet. Clit rubbed. Lips covered. Breath ragged. Orgasms hit. Twice. Scream into hand. They grunt. Spasm. Fill condoms. Collapse. Legs draped. Pussy gapes. Sweat slick.
Dawn hints. Slip out quiet. Door creaks. Path down. Heart hammers. Footsteps? Shadow passes bungalow. Eyes? Hold breath. Reach my room. Door shuts. Secret safe. Pulse races. Smile wicked. Village sleeps on.