"One more level" I gasped as his kisses moved to my ear, his hand buried deep in my open pants, his fingers awkwardly sliding through the slippery mess of my pussy.
On the bare concrete I got on my knees and fumbled with his belt buckle, his mouth hung open as he looked down at me, his face shining with saliva from our messy kissing, he just watched me drunkenly open his fly and reach in before he helped me pull the rock hard cock out of his pants. My fingers couldn't even wrap all the way around it as I held it, his wide head felt huge in my mouth as the hard ridge of his head slid over my tongue.
It took us several minutes to stumble our way up the last flight of stairs, we paused to make out sloppily and grope each other every few steps, his hard dick still bouncing and swinging from his trousers. My hand shook as I tried to slip my room keycard into the slot while he pinched my nipples from behind.
"Oops! It's the other one" I laughed, pointing at the opposite door.
Giggling and gasping we fell through the door, within seconds there was a trail of jackets and scarves thrown from the door to my bed, reluctantly taking my eyes from his surprisingly tanned abs I looked over at Meg's bed and was glad to see it was empty, although I don't know what I would have done if she'd been there. The bass from the nightclub downstairs thumped through the thin walls and somewhere there was water running, barely drowning out the rhythmic slapping of another couple enjoying themselves.
"Bend over" he commanded, it was the first words he'd spoken since we left the bar and I'd forgotten how sexy his accent was. "Yes sir!" I smiled, bending over the edge of my bed as he pulled my panties down to my ankles. I shivered in anticipation as I heard his trousers hit the floor.
"Oh fuck yes!" came a girl's scream from somewhere nearby. We both froze, I looked quickly around the empty room then back at him.
"It sounds like someone is having fun" he grinned.
"Mmm," I purred, surveying his muscly body, "let's have some fun!".
Gently he pushed inside me, I groaned as he opened my body and steadily he built up a rhythm until his balls slapped into my clit in time with the beat from the music downstairs.
"Ohh yessss" I moaned as the fit French man fucked my from behind, "Don't stop!"
"FUCK YES!" came the girl's screams loudly again, she must have been next door, "FUCK ME!"
"Fuck me too" I commanded looking back into the red face of the man behind me. His face contorted in pleasure and concentration broke into a smile as he slapped my ass before using both hands to pull himself deeper inside me.
"OH GOD YESYESYESYESYEEEESSSS!" the girl next door screamed as my ass slapped noisily into the the French guys hips while somewhere nearby another pair of bodies were slapping together to the nightclub beat.
"I know you can fuck me harder that that" I teased with a glance over my shoulder.
"Good girl" he growled as he redoubled his efforts.
"Don't stop!" I gasped as my body trembled, his balls slapping into my clit were driving me wild, "Don't you fucking dare stop fucking me!".
I could feel the electricity building, my chest was heaving and my breath turned to groans as I felt the orgasm growing inside me, the rhythmic slapping turned to a squelching sound as my pussy became dripping wet, until suddenly, he completely froze.
"What did I fucking say!?" I said in shock as he stopped halfway through a thrust. I looked up at him, but his eyes were wide, his face turned to look at the other end of the room. I turned to look and saw Meg standing in the doorway to our bathroom with a naked man behind her, she must have been that girl next door, and by the look of their wet hair they'd been in our shower.
"Get a room you two" she laughed, her hands not completely covering her nakedness. I couldn't think, my brain was just static, the remnants of my failed orgasm still tingled through my body and my pussy throbbed for release, the French man was still inside me, his penis gave a little pulse as he looked from Meg down to me. I just turned to look straight up into his face.
"I said don't stop!".
In moments his swinging balls were slapping into my clit in time with the thumping bass from the nightclub again. "Ohh fuck yessss" I gasped as my chest tightened and the ridge of the head rippling through my pussy lips seemed to grow.
The muscly French skier swore in French as he slammed into my body again and again, his wide hands wrapped around my hips pulling me onto his cock.
"Ahh!" I squealed as I came, my whole body rocked and he slowed his strokes until I felt a few hot droplets trickling down my leg.
Recovering my breath, I looked across the room to see Meg stroking the hard cock of her guy as they both watched the French man fuck me. I lifted myself up onto my toes until, with a squelch, the French man's cock was released from my pussy.
He felt slick and slippery in my fingers and I looked down to see a few drops of cum fall from the tip.
"Did you cum?" I asked, looking up into his shining red face.
"Uh huh" he nodded dumbly. I could feel his thick semen dripping from my pussy and running down my legs now, he pulsed in my hand as I stroked him gently, he was still quite hard though.
"Me too" I smiled.
"Can we have our room back?" Meg asked, her own hand still slowly stroking her partner.
"Didn't anyone ever teach you how to share?" I laughed, the sight of another naked couple was making me incredibly horny, I couldn't drag my eyes away from her hand working up and down on his cock.
"Oh!" she looked shocked, but her wide eyes narrowed in an evil grin almost instantly, "I can share".
In only a few minutes Meg was moaning into her pillow, her partner, I think he was English, was slamming into her from behind and I watched as he disappeared into her body over and over again, it was mesmerizing. Meanwhile my French man was softening in my hand, he felt rubbery now as I stroked and twisted the slippery penis.
I looked up at the French man's face, he wasn't paying attention to what I was doing but watching the others on their bed, so I let his limp dick fall with a wet splat against his thigh and began to rub my own clit instead.
It wasn't long before Meg's groans became screams, she had started on her knees but a ripping orgasm made her collapse face-first into the pillows, her partner didn't even pause.
"Uhhh fuck fuck fuck uhhhh fuck" Meg groaned inhuman gutteral grunts as she was relentlessly pounded until finally "FUCK! STOP!!! Oh god stop!" she screamed as her whole body trembled and shook.
"I need a break" she whimpered through clenched teeth as she rolled out from under her partner, his glistening dick sprang up from between her legs. "Do you mind if I borrow that?" I asked, making eye contact with him as I slowly rubbed my clit.
"I guess since we are sharing" he replied as he stood and walked across to my bed.
I turned to face him as he crossed the small room, my legs fell down the side of my bed as I shuffled to make space between me and the French man, with drunken confidence Meg's guy stood over me with his rigid cock bouncing in anticipation, then suddenly he reached down and lifted my ankles over his shoulders.
"I promise I'll be gentle" he smiled down at me as he pushed into my sloppy pussy.
"Don't you dare" I growled as his hips met mine. In moments I was gasping for breath and my hands were shaking as I reached up to feel his abs as he slammed into me. I could feel the warm weight of the French man laying behind me and hear Meg giggling as she watched from her bed.
With my feet over his shoulders he was going deep into my pussy, it felt amazing, I'd never been with a guy who could keep up this rhythm for so long. I was vaguely aware of movement on the bed, I guessed it was the other guy but I couldn't see past my own knees and the tattooed body of the Englishman.
My body was electric as another orgasm bloomed in my chest, the tingle from my nipples was growing towards my pussy when his fingers found my clit. "Fuck!" I screamed as I came in seconds. He didn't pause, he didn't even slow down, his hips splashed noisily into mine as my pussy gushed and my mind went blank. I felt hollow, like the only thing inside me was the dick squelching through the mess I'd just made.
"Oh my god you're still so hard!" I shouted when he finally took pity on me and slowed his strokes.
"He's relentless!" Meg laughed, looking over from her bed, her fingers still in her pussy and the French guys cock against her cheek.
"Think you can handle some more?" I asked her as she opened her mouth for the French guy.
"Uh huh" she nodded with her mouth full.
"I love the way you two share" the English guy smiled down at me. He pulled out of me with a deep slurping sound and I felt empty, like he was the only thing holding my body from collapsing, my feet fell to the floor, and I sagged over the edge of the bed as I listened to his bare feet padding across the floor to where Meg was waiting.
"Mmf" came Meg's muffled groan, "umglah!" she gurgled as the slapping of bodies told me her English friend was back at work. Barely able to move, I just lay back and rubbed my clit to the sounds of muffled screams and slapping bodies in time to the club beats from below. When I could finally sit up and look over I saw Meg on her hands and knees between the two men, the frenchman's cock was forced down her throat everytime the English guy slapped his hips against her ass. She whimpered pathetically and her legs shook as the two guys looked like they were trying their hardest to meet in the middle.
Saliva sprayed from Meg's mouth with a cough as she convulsed and screamed, she collapsed into the sheets, her screams were muffled by the mattress but the English guy wasn't stopping.
"Bring that here" I demanded as the French guy looked up from the squealing mess in front of him.
"Bon" he smiled as he walked over.
Once again I found myself on my back with my feet in the air, I completely lost track of how many times I came, the bed felt wet under me and my legs ached when I noticed Meg's screams had stopped. Opening my eyes I saw the English guy crawling towards me across the bed, his big cock still hard and springing out in front. Without even thinking I reached out and and grabbed a hold of it, pulling him towards me and guiding him into my mouth.
"Agh, OH YE-" I grunted sloppily as the two guys fucked my face and pussy. I screwed my eyes shut and grabbed fist fulls of sheets as my body felt like it was being ripped in half. The big French dick slamming into my cunt felt rough inside me and the wide head of the English guy filled my mouth.
"I'm going to cum!" someone shouted, and I looked up to see the twisted face of the English guy, his eyes wide and his mouth gaping before a flood of his cum sprayed into my mouth, all over my face, and onto my chest as he grunted and flailed.
"Putain!" the other grunted with a shudder as he looked down at the mess and fresh waves of cum poured into my aching pussy. In seconds the warm rivers were drooling from me and mixing with the mess we'd already made on my sheets.
The English guy was already dressed and was pulling on his thick jacket before I could even bring myself to roll out of the wet patch. "Sleep tight" he winked at me as he stepped out through the door.
"Where's Paul?" Meg asked as she came in from the bathroom wearing just a towel around her wet hair. "Just left" I managed to whisper. "Oh my god, I thought he'd never finish" she laughed, subconsciously tenderly touching her pussy at the thought.
I staggered against the wall on my way to the shower, the bourbon and the pounding I'd just had made walking in a straight line impossible. Blinking in the bright light I looked through the glass shower door to where the French man was rinsing the last of the soap from his body, I couldn't help but watch as his hands moved over his muscly body and the thick cock hanging between his legs giggled with every movement. Tenderly I touched my aching clit as I stared, I could feel the thick rivers of cum running down my legs and tasted it when I licked my lips.
He noticed me staring and I saw his eyes move down my body to where my fingers were now running little circles around my pussy, with a smile I opened the shower door and stepped in.
"It is not possible" he said sheepishly flopping his rubbery cock against his legs with his hand.
"That's ok" I smiled, "I'm just looking".
It was mid afternoon by the time Meg and I left our hotel room the next day, my head was pounding and my pussy ached, my legs felt like I'd run a marathon and I'm pretty sure I still had some cum in my hair, but I really needed a coffee. We were nearly finished our coffees, my hangover was subsiding when I turned to Meg with a wry grin.
"Should we put something on the doorknob tonight then?"
"Why?" she laughed, "don't you like sharing?"
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