She Comes First

A Blonde One/Dark One MFM Erotica Story

There was a knock on the door at last. The five minutes in between sending the text with the number of our hotel room to the man in the parking lot and his eventual arrival were always the hardest. We were both of us high already with the anticipation and no doubt he was also, the man who would soon be there at the door — the dark one.

We had done this together before and were looking forward to more of the same. I paced a little bit and my husband, the blonde one, handed me my glass of champagne. I didn’t want to drink too much too early, but a few sips right now to help me get through these last few moments was probably a good idea.

And then there was the knock at last and I stepped back behind the door just a little and let the blonde one answer it. I was wearing a white satin negligee and a lacy white thong that I didn’t particularly want to display to anyone else who might be walking down the hotel corridor, but as soon as the door closed, all shyness was forgotten.

It was supposed to just be a kiss hello, but once we touched each other and tasted each other, we found that we were hungrier for each other than we’d known. I kissed the dark one avidly as the blonde one moved in behind me and began to caress my body. I put one hand on his thigh to let him know that I felt him there, even though my eyes were on the dark one right now.

We hadn’t seen each other for over a month and he gave me a thousand watt smile that I couldn’t help returning at the same wattage. We were very happy to see each other. And then he was kissing me again, more intently this time, and his fingers started to trace the edge of my panties before he pulled then aside to stroke and finger me.

I gasped a little, both in pleasure and surprise.

We usually took things a bit slower at the beginning but tonight, he just couldn’t seem to wait to touch me there and although I was already wet with the anticipation, I found it extremely exciting to be wanted so desperately.

The blonde one was cupping my breasts from behind and nuzzling my neck. I was nearly delirious with pleasure already and I turned to face him, pushing my ass into the dark one, whose hard cock I could feel through his pants. The blonde one had already taken off his shirt and I kissed him hungrily as well while I ran a hand up and down his now bare chest.

He pulled the straps of my lingerie off my shoulders so that they were resting on my arms and it was only the curve of my breasts that was holding the outfit on at all. The dark one stood behind me and massaged my bared ass with one hand while the other one continued to explore my body. I let out a happy sigh.

We were pressed into each other tightly in what I like to refer to as “the sandwich” and after a while I turned to face the dark one again and started to unbutton his shirt. The blonde one pulled my lingerie down a little more and it softly fell to the ground. I reached back and felt how hard he was as the dark one took one of my now exposed nipples in his mouth and twirled it expertly with his tongue.

It was time for these boys to get out of their pants.

I pulled away from them both and headed for the bed, swinging my hips just a little bit more than I typically did, well aware that both of them had their eyes on me as I walked. The lacy thong was still on and I picked up my glass of champagne as I settled into the center of the bed to watch them both undress.

The blonde one was wearing only loose-fitting yoga pants and they dropped to the floor without much effort. He was 6'3" and muscular, a Viking god of a man. Maybe it was that he liked me watching him undress; maybe it was the sight of me nearly naked and nestled into the pillows of the bed just waiting for him to join me, but his cock, once freed of clothing, stood at full attention and I couldn’t wait to touch it and have it inside of me.

He lay down beside me, with his head near my breasts and began to kiss and nuzzle them. Meanwhile, the dark one had taken off his shoes and socks and was beginning to work on his belt. He wasn’t quite as tall and was built more like a bear, with broad shoulders and a large, hairy chest. His fingers were still a bit damp from being inside of me and I smiled to think of how I was “marking” his clothing with my scent. He got down to his boxer-briefs and start to walk towards the bed.

“Nope,” I said with a laugh, “it all comes off.”

“What about you?” he countered as he smilingly took off his underwear and tossed it behind him with a careless flourish.

“Darling, would you help me with these,” I said to the blonde one, indicating my last remaining article of clothing, “I’ve got this champagne in my hands.”

He was more than happy to oblige and used the opportunity to place a string of sensual kisses along my abdomen, running down until he reached the landing strip just above my clit, which was starting to throb as he peeled the lace off of me. The blonde one did not touch my pussy at all, although I very much wished that he would. Instead, he brought my damp panties to his nose and inhaled deeply before returning his attention to my left breast as the dark one joined us on the bed and focused on the right one.

Along with being sandwiched between them, this was one of my very favorite activities. There’s a certain delicious symmetry of sensation to having both nipples licked and sucked at the same time and I felt a tingle start between my legs as if there were an electrical line that ran directly from nipples to pussy.

My head was above theirs and I played with their hair and caressed the sides of their faces with my one free hand, thoroughly enjoying the moment of having my body adored by them both. After a bit, I leaned over and set my wine glass down on the nightstand. Then I scooted down from my seated position in the bed so that I was lying flat between them.

“Hold my arms,” I commanded and the blonde one reached his oversized hand and pinned me to the mattress. The dark one hadn’t played this game before so he looked at me quizzically for a moment, trying to discern exactly what he was meant to do before following the blonde one’s lead and pinning my other arm to the bed with a mischevious smile on his face. I squirmed a little in mock protest, just to have the sensation of them restraining me and then invited them to do what they wanted to with the other hand.

The dark one kissed me fully and deeply, his torso and shoulder effectively immobilizing my upper body and although I did not want to move, I could not have even if I tried. He stroked my hair with his free hand. Having willingly surrendered to this imprisonment, there was nothing for me to do but to relax into the sensual power of it.

The blonde one used his free hand to teasingly run his fingers all along the length of my torso, circling back around to my inner thigh, before beginning again on my sides and stomach, over and over, sending shivers throughout my body. I wanted him to touch my pussy so badly, but he wouldn’t …. not yet.

I struggled once more against their restraining hands and found that I couldn’t move any more than the last time I had tried. The blonde one encircled one of my legs with both of his, pulling it towards him in a scissor grip and effectively opening my thighs while restricting my mobility even further.

At last he began to put his long fingers where I really wanted them to go, gently stroking my lips and circling the delicate skin around my opening until I thought I would go mad if he didn’t put his fingers inside me. Finally, he entered me with two fingers, sliding them slowly back and forth, bringing them almost all of the way out and then slipping them back deep inside, fucking me in a steady rhythm, while the dark one began to rub my clit.

My one free leg twitched with pleasure as they worked together to increase the intensity, and the blonde one started to stroke my G-spot with one finger while he continued to fuck me with the other one. I was moaning loudly but at this point, I didn’t care if people in the hall heard it or not.

I was held firmly in the hands of the two men I most cared about and desired and was aswim in an ocean of pleasurable feelings.

I’m not sure how long it went on like this. It was probably just ten minutes although it might as well have been an hour or more. My conscious mind was mostly off-line by then and I had no sense of anything but their bodies and mine. At last I cried out and an arc of clear liquid shot across the end of the bed as I shuddered in orgasm.

The blonde one released his grip on me and buried his face between my legs, eager to bathe his tongue and face in my juices. The dark one simply leaned on one elbow and watched. I put my hand around his growing erection, not quite ready to move much beyond that yet. In a moment, I would be attending more fully to their bodies, but for right now, I was the high priestess in the temple of Love and they were my two acolytes. It was a delicious beginning to a wonderful night together.

Next, it’s their turn…..