5 comments/ 22562 views/ 12 favorites No Room at the Hotel Ch. 01 By: TexRiffraff Author's notes: This is a work of fiction. In this fantasy, nobody has to worry about STDs. In real life, all non-monogamous sex should be practiced using accepted safe-sex precautions. This story revisits the characters of an earlier story, No Room At the Inn. This story stands alone, you don't have to read that one to understand this one. However, if you want to read them in order, No Room At the Inn comes first. This story, like the earlier one, is written in multiple first person - all four characters narrate the story. It may take a bit more effort to read, but the benefit is, as events unfold we get to see things from multiple points of view, in real time. To me as the writer, that is a net gain, and worth the effort. I hope you the reader agree. Special thanks to Jashet Hon and Candace. Their observations and suggestions made this a better story. All persons involved in sexual activity are at least 18 years old. : : : : : J A S O N : : : The hotel front desk was crazy busy. Dozens of guests were waiting for their rooms. There was a clerk at every station, working frantically, but the line was growing faster than they could check people in. My friends Holly, Shannon, Mark and I waited patiently. When we finally reached the front of the line, a clerk said, "I can help the next guest." Shannon checked us in -- we were sharing a single room with two queen beds. Everything seemed to go fine. She passed out our key cards in the elevator. We had no idea there was a problem... : : : : : We all work for ZNN, the cable news network. We work in different departments, but in the same building, on the same schedule. We met a few years ago at the food court, all newly hired, fresh-faced college grads. We ate lunch together nearly every day and soon discovered we have a lot in common. ZNN is a wonderful place to begin a broadcast career, you can learn a lot in a short time. The stress can be immense, though, and the hours unpredictably long, so although we all dated (not each other), our schedules prevented any of us from building any sort of long-term relationship. We discovered that we all love traveling, but none of us like traveling alone, so the four of us began taking trips together. At first, it was strictly platonic -- one hotel, four people, four single rooms. Then, on a trip to New York City, the hotel royally screwed up. They were over-sold, and even though we had four reservations, they only had one room available. That room, however, was big enough for the four of us, with two queen beds. We couldn't find any other affordable rooms nearby, so we shared that one. Four people and two beds -- that would be two people per bed. We went to bed the first night believing we were only paired for sleeping. It turned out, though, there was a considerable sexual undercurrent to our friendships. I mean, I knew Mark and I had erotic thoughts about the girls. They're hot and, duh, we're guys, but it never occurred to me that they might think about us that way in return. To my delight, though, after lights out, Shannon and I ended up screwing our brains out. In the other bed, Holly and Mark did the same. We decided as a group that although we were comfortable including "benefits" in our friendships, no one wanted to be formally paired, so each night we switched partners. For a single guy, it was heaven, alternating between two hot ladies. There's an old saying, "variety is the spice of life." True that! We never reserved four rooms again. Sometimes we get two rooms, sometimes a single room with two beds. I actually prefer having a single room. It's less private, which took a little getting used to, but each night when we swap partners, no one has to move their stuff. And it sure raises the energy level in the room to have another couple fucking in the next bed! : : : : : H O L L Y : : : This trip -- San Francisco! -- we had a single room. I was exhausted from a tough week at work, and a long flight. All I wanted to do was put my feet up and chill for a few minutes, unpack, maybe catch a quick shower, then go get some dinner. We'd begin sightseeing tomorrow. Of course, nothing is ever that simple. We got off the elevator, trudged down the hall, and I slotted the key card. Mark was right behind me as we entered the room, and didn't notice I skidded to a stop. He ran into me, nearly knocking me over. I couldn't believe it. We had traveled several times since that big hotel screw-up, with no problems, but now we had another... There weren't two queen beds, there weren't two double beds, and there weren't two twin beds. There was one bed. One bed. One. Freaking. Bed. It was huge, a king-size, no doubt. But, as big as it was, it was one bed. I muttered one of the multi-syllable curse words, and since no one else seemed to have noticed the problem, they looked at me oddly. Then, my voice rising in volume and pitch, I said one of the other ones. They looked at me like they didn't even know I knew those words! One by one, they noticed the bed. After a couple of moments of stunned silence, Mark said, "It's probably a simple mistake. Shannon, the room is in your name, why don't you call down to the desk, tell them our room doesn't match the reservation, and we'll be right down to turn in these keys and pick up the correct ones." She did. It turned out, though, just like the other time, they had no "correct" room available. They didn't have a second room for us, either. Everyone sat there, looking dazed. Jason finally said, "Fuck it, I'm hungry. I can't solve anything on an empty stomach." Shannon said, "Me either." She glanced at me and continued, "We worked things out the other time, I'm sure we can now. Let's leave our luggage here and go eat. We'll solve it when we get back." Nobody had a better idea, so that's what we did. On our trips, we do a lot of touristy things, but not when it comes to eating -- no chain restaurants. Even though we were only a few minutes from Fisherman's Wharf, we weren't going to eat there -- there's better seafood, and other cuisines, a lot less expensive, within walking distance. We ended up at The Stinking Rose, which features garlic-based everything -- even garlic ice cream, which turned out to be surprisingly good. When we got back to our room, it was still there -- one king-size bed. Everybody just stood there, staring awkwardly at it. I was overwhelmed, simply too tired to sort out anything. The others looked like they were ready to settle in, but held off, I guess trying not to make me feel worse. Finally Mark kicked off his shoes, stretched out on the bed, and pulled a pillow up under his head. He said, "This isn't complicated. Just think of it as two smaller beds pushed together." S H A N N O N : : : He was right. I flopped onto the other side, stretched out like Mark, and reached for Jason. He sat beside me and I said, "Let's just do what we normally do, only there won't be a gap between the beds." Holly looked like she wasn't buying it, so I pulled Jason on top of me, wrapped my arms and legs around him, and kissed him. I pulled his hips tight against me, swirling my groin against his in wide, slow circles. He lifted his upper body and dry-humped me, drumming my lower body into the mattress. We paused, and I reached toward Mark. My hand fell almost a foot away. I looked up at Holly, and said, "See? Plenty of room." That seemed to settle it. We usually do something random to select first-night partners -- rock-paper-scissors or something, but tonight the pairs seemed set. Jason and I resumed tongue wrestling, Mark undressed and headed for the shower, and Holly joined him. H O L L Y : : : I was surprised to feel so inhibited. We've had plenty of vigorous sex in the same room. For some reason, though, the thought of all of us being in the same bed, under the same covers, had me spooked. I have no problem getting undressed in front of everyone. We've shared many rooms and feel completely normal being naked in front of each other -- and by naked, I don't mean faux naked or semi-naked, wearing bathrobes or underwear, I'm talking about naked, nude, all body parts visible, nothing but skin. Tits, dicks, asses, pussies, all showing. Mark turned up the water as hot as we could stand, positioned me under the nozzle, and went to work. He soaped my back, spending extra time massaging my shoulders, for my benefit, and my ass, for his benefit, if the intensity of his erection was any indication. Mark has an incredibly sensitive touch, he seems to know exactly where to find the knots. He worked wonders on my back, and spun me around to attend to my front. By then his hands plus the heat in the water were working their magic, and I found myself relaxing. We faced each other, letting me handle his beautiful hard-on, giving me a reason to look forward to getting in that freakin' bed. I focused on happy thoughts: getting to sleep with one of my two favorite guys, who happens to have one of my two favorite cocks. M A R K : : : Holly was facing me now in the shower, and that's always soul-stirring -- her tits are ginormous. She's not as tall as Shannon, and more "full-figured," but not in any way chubby. She has an incredible heart-shaped ass, and her pretty face is ringed in curly blonde hair. If you saw her, though, the first thing you'd notice is her tits. Not all huge breasts are attractive -- some are just freaky -- but hers are spectacularly sexy. They're the size of large grapefruit, nice and firm. She rarely goes braless and it's working, she doesn't sag... much... don't tell her I said that. She gripped my cock, sliding her hand along its length. Handling it seemed to help her relax more. By the time we finished our shower, Shannon and Jason were ready for theirs, so Holly and I had the bed to ourselves. That was good -- she had come a long way, but I wasn't sure if she was quite ready for the four of us to be under the same covers. Jason and Shannon replaced us in the bathroom, and Holly settled onto the bed. She pulled me on top of her, into the classic missionary position. As a group we've done some highly adventurous things with each other, but tonight, keeping to the basics seemed like the best idea. I kissed her -- her jaw, neck, and upper chest, working down to her breasts. She loves having her tits played with, and that's a good thing, because I love playing with them. Her nipples are spectacular, with huge areolae -- easily three inches across. I danced my tongue across them, sucked on them, and teased them with my fingers, until I could feel more of her stress melting away. I began kissing down her tummy, while I cupped her breasts in my hands and massaged them. When I got to her pussy, you'd never know she was feeling skittish, it was ready for action -- hot and moist. I kissed the outer lips, and teased her clit by licking across it with my tongue. I gently began working my tongue in between the outer folds, caressing the inner crinkles along their length, ending back at the top at her clit, vibrating my tongue over it. She responded eagerly to my touch, and I began to think maybe things would be fine when Shannon and Jason got out of the shower and joined us in bed. : : : : : S H A N N O N : : : When we got in the shower, Jason said, "We can take our time, Holly obviously needs a little extra time to get comfortable." I washed his back, we both turned around and he washed mine. He got fresh handfuls of body gel, reached around and cupped my breasts. The warm slickness of his hands electrified my nipples. I got a handful of gel, reached behind me, and found a delightfully hard cock to lather. It's always nice to confirm he likes my chest -- I'm such a boy compared to Holly. He worked one hand down my tummy and began teasing around the edges of my slit. I leaned my head back and pulled his head forward. His lips found mine, and his fingers found my clit. I stroked him, hard and fast, and he vibrated his fingertips over my clit and nipple. We could have continued and cum right there in the shower, but there was a warm, soft bed waiting for us, so we disconnected and rinsed. We dried, and Jason switched off the bathroom light before we opened the door, so we wouldn't blast Mark and Holly out of the darkness. He picked me up and carried me to the bed. It was very sweet, especially with his hard-on supporting my butt. As he set me on our side of the mattress, by the dim glow of the clock I could see they were going at it missionary style. After all the angst, something that simple seemed perfect. I settled onto my back and Jason nestled between my knees. : : : : : H O L L Y : : : I just decided to deal with it -- they were right, it was like two beds pushed together. We weren't doing anything different, other than being within arm's reach of each other. I just needed to get over resenting it wasn't what I expected. I had just pulled Mark on top of me and was guiding him in, when the bathroom door opened. Mark hesitated briefly, I guess he was afraid I might tense back up, but I willed myself not to. I needed a massive orgasm to finish getting past my unexpected shyness, and I had no doubt he was going to give me one. I was definitely ready for him -- he slid in all the way to the hilt on the first push. Sometimes, a lady wants to lavish in sexual nuance and subtlety, indulge in tender minutia -- kitten sex, bubble bath love, chamomile tea coupling. That would be other times -- at that moment, all I cared about was dick, pussy, penetration, and rhythm. End of story. M A R K : : : She grabbed me by the cheeks and slammed me home, bottoming me completely out. I didn't need any psychic ability to pick up the hint... she wants to FUCK! I pumped into her, and the harder and faster I went, the more she got into it. All her anxiety over the freakin' bed, all that agitation and angst, had her wound tighter than a banjo string. I seemed to have just the relief she needed -- all she wanted was for me to climb on top of her and pound her into the bed. Nail her to the mattress. She didn't want any tenderness or subtlety, she just wanted me to fuck the stress out of her. And that's what I did. Jason and Shannon got busy beside us. I didn't check out what they were doing -- I was a little busy myself -- but it sounded like they were enjoying themselves. Before long, Holly coiled her legs around mine, which usually means she's ready to cum. This was going to be epic. H O L L Y : : : My orgasm was relentless, it was ferocious, it was practically infinite. It built, and built, and built, washing over me, melting me to a soft glow, and just kept building. Mark kept pounding into me, and I kept cumming. I boiled over like a pot of Cioppino, relentless, unstoppable. I wrung his upper back with my arms. I crossed my ankles behind his lower back and constricted him like a python. I squeezed his cock so hard he groaned. I felt his contractions as he released his cum deep inside me. We lost our rhythm, and he collapsed on top of me. I was completely drained by the strength of my climax. We rolled onto our sides, his cock still inside me. I draped my upper leg across his waist, he straddled my lower leg, and we dozed off almost instantly. Sleep was deep and restful. J A S O N : : : What would you do if the people in bed with you had turned their bodies over to their lizard brains and were fucking each other into oblivion? I'll tell you what Shannon and I did. Although we started slow and sensitive, that didn't last -- we turned our bodies over to our lizard brains and fucked each other into oblivion. It was caveman sex -- it would only have been more primitive if I had bonked her on the head with a club and dragged by the hair her into my grotto. We started out doing missionary like Holly and Mark, and that was fine, but if I know Shannon -- and I do -- if we were going to be that primal, she would want to do it doggie. She pushed me off and flipped over onto her knees. I barely missed a stroke -- I grabbed her ass and plowed into her. She was so wet I slapped hard against her butt cheeks on the first plunge. My dick practically growled in appreciation. S H A N N O N : : : He was ferocious, he was crude, he was savage, he was fierce, he was perfect. He reached under my chest, cupped my titties, and squeezed them like he was kneading biscuit dough. I mean, he mauled them. He located the nipples and twisted and pulled. Then he, omg, he didn't... oh yes he did. He moistened his middle finger and jammed it up to the second knuckle in my ass. What few pleasure nerves I had that weren't already overwhelmed, they shorted out on his finger. Every synapse in my body crackled with overstimulation. I had been thrusting back against him, meeting him halfway, but my body totally locked up. I froze. Held stock still. I didn't want him to stop and make sure I was okay, but If he had been thinking rationally, he probably should have. In that primal state, the thought didn't occur to him, or me for that matter. He battered into my pussy, his thighs whacking my ass. He pulled out to the very tip, then hammered back into me, as fast as I've ever felt him go -- it seemed just right. I didn't feel my orgasm building, it just appeared -- it wasn't there one second, then it was, in full force. My pussy pulsed over his cock, and that finished him -- he shot his load deep into me. He managed to keep thrusting, making my pussy glow with even greater intensity, and based on how he arched his back, thrilling his cock as well. I wouldn't want to have hard, aggressive sex like that every time, but at that place and time, it was perfect. Sleep came quickly, and was long and deep. : : : : : S H A N N O N : : : The next morning, we grabbed an early breakfast and caught the first ferry to Alcatraz. The wind on the bay is always chilly, but that early in the morning it was downright cold. Holly and I brought windbreakers, but the guys didn't, so they stayed in the enclosed, heated part of the ferry. I joined her at the rail outside, watching the water rush by. I broke the silence, asking, "You okay?" She nodded and said, "Yeah, all good. The thing about the bed was just a surprise. After the week I had at work, I was so mentally drained I just couldn't handle anything unexpected. Mark and I ended up having a great time, and it sounded like you and Jason did too, so I say all's well that ends well." I waited a few moments, to see if she had anything to add. When she didn't, I said, "I was going to talk to you about something while we're here, but now I think maybe I should wait." She said, "Go ahead -- I'm fine. I'm over it, really." I said, "Well, okay, if you're sure." She nodded. "Here's what I've been thinking: what if, before we pair off and settle in, you and I, um, we double-team one of the guys? Then when he's done, we do all the same things to the other?" From the startled look on her face, it looked like I might have gone too far too fast... She surprised me though, grinning and saying, "I can't believe you said that -- I've been thinking the same thing. Just because we sleep in pairs, there's no reason we have to do everything that way -- we could have the guys double up on each of us. I was going to find a moment while we're here to see if you liked the idea." A huge smile overtook my face. "Cool! How about tonight?" She grinned and nodded. I continued, "I was thinking that after our showers, instead of pairing off as usual, I'll put Mark in the chair beside the bed, and whisper something like, 'Just watch. Whatever we do to Jason, we'll do to you next.' Then you and I surround Jason, and blow him together. "At first we can trade licks, then as he gets into it, we can take longer turns on his cock, while the other one kisses him in other places. When he gets close, we'll settle around his dick, and each take half his cum." No Room at the Hotel Ch. 01 Holly had stiffened slightly, so I interrupted myself, saying, "Not what you had in mind?" "Well, no, it isn't..." she said, but she smiled and continued, "but it sounds great. We'd certainly end up with two happy guys! Yeah, we can do that." I said, "But you were thinking something different..." "Well, yeah. My idea was, rather than the two of us double-teaming them, we get them to double-team each of us." It took me a second to process. "Double-penetration?" A Mona Lisa smile appeared on her face, which then grew into a bigger grin. She nodded. We both gazed across the bay for a few moments. I said, "I like it. Your idea and mine are quite different, though -- sounds like two different nights to me. Are you up for one of them tonight?" She grinned and said, "Let's do it." The rest of our conversation focused on details, such as which scheme to do first, and how we'd choreograph it. J A S O N : : : Mark and I watched the girls. He said, "What do you think they're talking about?" "It's hard to tell." "Shannon is probably reassuring Holly that one bed will be okay." "It looks like more than that to me." When the ferry slowed to dock at Alcatraz Island, they joined us inside. Their cheeks were rosy red, and their eyes sparkled. "You look like you're cooking up something special," I observed. "Nah, it's just the brisk, invigorating air," Shannon replied. : : : : : M A R K : : : Alcatraz was fabulous. You're free to explore it on your own, but we paid extra for the audio tour, and it added a lot -- the narration and sound effects are very well done. A lot of the descriptions are done by former inmates and guards. It was money well spent. When we got back to the mainland, we rented a car and drove around Haight-Ashbury, taking a musical history tour. Jason had researched some addresses, and we saw the old Fillmore Auditorium, the Matrix coffee shop, the houses where the Jefferson Airplane, the Grateful Dead, and Big Brother and the Holding Company lived in their primes, and the meadow in Golden Gate Park where the Human Be-In took place. We also saw the "Painted Ladies," which are a row of photogenic Victorian houses with the skyline of downtown San Francisco rising behind them. We had dinner at Cliff House, a fabulous old restaurant perched on a cliff on the coast, where the society ladies took their tea when Woodrow Wilson was president. We watched the sun set into the Pacific Ocean as we ate. When we got back to the room, the girls were so animated, I could tell they had something special planned. I looked at Jason and mouthed, "You were right," and he nodded. Shannon in particular was about to burst out of her skin with eagerness. She peeled out of her clothes faster than I've ever seen. I don't usually gawk at the girls when they're naked, but I found myself overwhelmed with her beauty. I guess technically, Holly has a more spectacular body, but Shannon is so gorgeous, she freezes my brain. She has all these intangibles -- the natural way she moves, her fabulous smile, how she carries herself. She's confident without being arrogant, and she finds a way to enjoy every moment. She exudes happiness, and combined with her sweet, curvy body, she is the definition of "sexy." S H A N N O N : : : I folded and stacked my clothes. I reached for Mark to join me in the shower, but the way he was looking at me, I just melted. I started to say something sarcastic like, "You wanna take a picture? It'll last longer," but I caught myself. It was a genuine, unguarded moment, and teasing him would have ruined it. It made me all soft and gooey inside. I realized I had been suppressing a thought that might disrupt this unusual friends-with-benefits arrangement the four of us have: I might like to be more than just travel buddies with Mark. I simply met his gaze, matched his smile, and held eye contact with him until the moment passed. I took his hand, and led him to the shower. As we lathered each other, he said, "So, are you gonna tell me what's going on?" "Oh," I said mock-innocently, "is something going on?" M A R K : : : I may not be the brightest bulb in the chandelier, but I can tell when no amount of asking is going to get a straight answer. Besides, sometimes it's best to let our bodies do the talking. If her eagerness was any indication, whatever they had planned, I was going to like it. A lot. J A S O N : : : When they shut the bathroom door, I said, "Did you see that?" "See what?" Holly asked. "Hmmm, maybe nothing." Holly might not have noticed, but I did -- the way Shannon and Mark looked at each other. I've caught myself looking at Holly like that. I've seen her look at me like that, too. We've just never done it at the same moment, like Mark and Shannon just did. : : : : : M A R K : : : When Holly and Jason took over the shower, Shannon and I settled onto the bed. I reached over to turn out the light, which we almost always do then. She caught my arm, however, and pulled it around her instead. "Let's leave it on, for now," she said. "Oh," I quoted from earlier, "Nothing going on? Just some more brisk invigorating air?" She looked like she tried to keep from smiling, but she couldn't contain it. When Holly and Jason finished their shower, she led him to their side of the bed. I reached for Shannon, this is when we usually dive in and get busy. She stood instead, pulled me to my feet, and led me to the stuffed chair beside the bed. "Just relax and watch," she whispered into my ear. "Whatever you see, you'll get to do next." This could be interesting... H O L L Y : : : I placed Jason in the center of the bed. Shannon and I settled in on either side of him. I went first, surrounding the head of his cock with my lips, slowly drawing it in until it bumped the back of my throat. I sucked hard and slowly pulled off. I released him with an audible "pop," and Shannon was right there to take him in. She mimicked me exactly, drawing his length in, and pulling off. I gave him the next stroke, then Shannon again, then me. We fell into a slow, indulgent rhythm, then began to pick up the pace -- I plunged over him slightly faster, then Shannon went faster still, then me, faster yet. We continued, each taking a single plunge, a little faster than the previous one, until we couldn't go any faster. Then we started over with an ultra-slow stroke. J A S O N : : : This was heaven! Two gorgeous, naked girls, taking turns sucking my dick. Four luscious tits pressed onto my thighs. I didn't even have to move! S H A N N O N : : : We repeated the entire pattern several more times -- alternating strokes, starting slow, speeding up, ending fast. Then I met Holly's eyes, and we moved to the next phase. What we had planned next was going to be a challenge. We had discussed it at length on the ferry, but, obviously, hadn't been able to practice. To start, we met at the base of Jason's cock. I set my mouth on one side, sucking in the skin there, swirling my tongue over him. Holly did the same on the other side. With our two mouths combined, we surrounded the base of his rod. With that established, we began to move in tandem, slowly, toward the head, sucking and swirling all the way. Our first pass was a little tentative, but we both maintained contact and managed to slide together, almost perfectly aligned, all the way to the end. We lingered on the tip, sucking and swirling on the head, which quivered with delight. We pulled off the end, and Jason whimpered in frustration. We immediately went back to the base, repeating the whole maneuver, a little more confidently this time. I know on my side, I maintained the suction and swirling better. When we got to the head, I tried to surround it more completely, leaving none of the sensitive skin on my half unstimulated. Holly must have done the same thing -- our lips made contact, top and bottom. J A S O N : : : You can't imagine how incredible it felt. M A R K : : : You can't imagine how incredible it looked. I couldn't wait for my turn. H O L L Y : : : The third time, we were starting to get it down. He moaned during our entire trip down the length of his cock, so it must have felt amazing, but it was clear the head was by far the most sensitive part. We lingered on the tip, working to surround it even more fully. About the fifth or sixth time, we overdid the suction on the tip and he popped out from between us, leaving us sucking on each other's mouths, swirling our tongues on each other. I didn't think anything of it, we just went back to the base and started over. The guys, though, obviously they noticed. The next time we got to the tip, Jason blatantly pulled out from between us, leaving us tongue-kissing each other again. Shannon slapped him sharply on the hip, hissing "Bad boy!" J A S O N : : : Wow! Girl-on-girl, even if it was unintentional! M A R K : : : Hoo-wah, that was HOT! S H A N N O N : : : We started again at the base. He behaved himself the next few times, but then he blatantly pulled out from between us again. It was clearly time to move on to the next phase. Holly took his dick into her mouth and began to long-stroke it, slowly. I pushed his thighs apart, and licked his balls. He moaned, low and throaty. I drew one of his balls in, swirling deeply across it. Then Holly tapped my shoulder, and it was my turn on his cock. I took over the blow job, while Holly moved up his chest to his nipple. It looked like she sucked it for a bit, then flicked her tongue across it some, then crossed over to the other one. I stroked him firm, long and slow, sucking as hard as I could -- both of our guys prefer their dick-sucking to be all mouth and tongue, little or no hand-stroking. It wasn't long before I could feel him beginning to quiver at the base of his dick, meaning he was going to cum soon. I continued, speeding up. He began to tremble across his entire length, so I double-tapped Holly that it was time to share his cum. We timed it exactly wrong -- he spurted right as I released him to her. It landed on my face, across my nose and cheek. She caught the second shot, sucking on him as hard as she could. She took another spurt and released him to me. Again, our timing was off, and she got a big glob of cum on her face as well. I captured the rest of it. He was so aroused, even my half was a pretty serious mouthful. We lifted up and showed him his cum in our mouths. We showed it to Mark, then made a show of swallowing, and showed them both our empty mouths. H O L L Y : : : I licked the spilled cum off Shannon's face, then she licked it off mine. We swallowed, and tucked into Jason's arms. We've taught the guys that if they expect to cum in our mouths, they better not act repulsed by it, and Jason came through with flying colors -- he kissed both of us, deeply, in appreciation. We patted him on the chest and snuggled in, giving him a moment to recover his wits. : : : : : M A R K : : : Shannon stood, and extended her hand to me. "Ready?" she asked. I glanced at possibly the biggest hard-on I've ever had, and before I could say, "Do you need to ask?" she said, "Silly question." She positioned me in the center of the bed, while Holly settled Jason into the chair -- he was so drained he looked ninety-something years old lurching those few feet. Maybe I didn't get the anticipation that Jason did of wondering what they were going to do to me, but if anything, knowing what was coming was even more exciting. And the best thing about it was, it turned out to feel even better than it looked. Receiving oral sex is one of my favorite things in life. Nothing feels quite as great as a soft, moist, warm mouth over my dick. At least, that's what I thought... It turns out, a pair of mouths feels better, two ARE better than one. Both Holly and Shannon are excellent cocksuckers, but I never realized how different they are. I can't describe it, other than to say that the differences in their mouths just emphasized how incredible each one feels. And the tempo thing they did, where they started slow and sped up, that was amazing. If that was all they had done, it would have been the best blowjob I've ever received. Then they started the dual thing, where they combined their mouths to suck the length of my dick together. The feeling is indescribable, especially when they reached the head and swirled their tongues on the underside. I mean, you know that micro-moment, that instant right before you cum, where all your nerves are completely electrified? If you took that moment, froze it, and made it continuous, that's what both of them sucking on my tip felt like. Then they pulled off and did it again. Each time they repeated it felt better than the one before. S H A N N O N : : : We did a better job on Mark because of the practice we had gotten with Jason -- we were much better coordinated from the first stroke. Right when hit the perfect rhythm, though, Mark did what Jason had done, and pulled out from between us. My mouth locked onto hers, her mouth sucked back on mine, and our tongues merged in a vortex. M A R K : : : I didn't mean to do it, that first time, anyway -- it was an involuntary twitch. However, I've never known a guy who isn't turned on by a little girl-on-girl action. I got even harder. They returned to the base and resumed, maybe with slightly less abandon, I guess to try to keep that from happening again. A few strokes later, however, it did happen again, leaving each of them with a mouthful of girl. I admit, the second time I did it on purpose. So damn HOT! S H A N N O N : : : We both swatted him on the butt. It was time to proceed to the next step anyway, but if he misunderstood, and thought we ended that portion early because of his little stunt, I'm okay with that. Particularly if he learns not to prank us while we're working so hard to pleasure him. Holly latched onto his cock like a newborn calf. I went to his scrotum. Mark's balls are ultra-tender, so it's more like I sucked on the skin rather than the balls themselves. His moaning told me he liked what I was doing, then Holly tapped me that it was my turn on his cock. No reason for any reserve here, I devoured his dick -- it was time for him to cum. Mark doesn't like having his nipples played with like Jason does, so Holly went down below his balls to the super-sensitive area between them and his asshole. M A R K : : : I really didn't want this heaven to end any time soon, but when Holly licked and sucked my taint, that finished me, I couldn't hold off. S H A N N O N : : : I took two squirts in my mouth while I double-tapped Holly that he was cumming. She bolted up from under his nuts, and I thought we were in position to transfer him smoothly from my mouth to hers. I was wrong. A thick stream of cum landed on my face, and although Holly tried to catch the next one in her mouth, his cock was flopping around like an out-of-control fire hose, and she also took a huge squirt on her face. She finally captured his dick in her mouth, and based on the look on her face, there was still some splooge left to capture. She transferred him back to me, but he was done. Like we had done with Jason, we showed both guys Mark's cum in our mouths, swallowed, and showed them our empty mouths. I licked the spillage off Holly's face, and she licked it off mine. We showed, and swallowed. I collapsed onto my side of the bed. Like Jason, we've taught Mark to reward behavior he likes, and he showed he learned his lesson well -- he kissed us both deeply, whether he tasted his own jizz or not. It was only as I pulled Mark into my arms that I realized the flaw in our plan -- we gave the guys huge orgasms, but we had made no arrangements to get any ourselves. Oops... What about us? J A S O N : : : Shannon leaned over Mark and whispered into Holly's ear. Holly's eyes widened and they whispered back and forth briefly, their tits dangling enticingly in front of him. Then Holly nodded and said, "Let's do it." They looked over at me, and for a moment I felt like a Chihuahua, far from the safety of the family yard, being sized up by two hungry bobcats. Shannon said, "So, big boy, you ready for another round?" I nodded, hoping I wasn't wrong. Shannon returned Mark to the voyeur's chair, and I stretched back out on the bed. H O L L Y : : : Shannon and I began trading slurps on Jason's cock, as if we were going to blow him together again. That was just to get him hard, which didn't take long. I straddled his waist and guided his dick into my hungry slit. I was so ready I slid completely over him, taking his entire length in one smooth pass. Shannon straddled his face, positioning her pussy right over his mouth. I said, "All you have to do is hold still," and we both began to rock and roll over him. J A S O N : : : I couldn't believe what I was seeing and hearing -- the girls didn't seem to realize they were being quite vocal, moaning in tempo with their thrusting. I was in sensual heaven. I probably wouldn't have lasted a minute, except I had cum so hard, so recently. My whole world consisted of pussy -- my dick and my face were both swathed with the warmest, most electric, tightest girl flesh imaginable. Even though Holly said to hold still, she was too warm and tight not to thrust up into her. H O L L Y : : : I was too horny for any subtlety, I just thrashed him. He met my thrusts, matching me push for push, and twirled one of my nipples between his fingers for good measure. Shannon pressed herself over his face, and he apparently found a good spot. Based on the look on her face, his tongue was working some special magic on her clit. She ground down over him, from my vantage point completely smothering him -- I hoped she remembered to let him breathe! J A S O N : : : Holly was first to cum, her pussy pulsing on my dick. The way she continued gyrating over me led me right to the edge of my own orgasm. But right as I was a stroke or two away from exploding, she hopped off of me -- I couldn't believe it. What the hell is she doing? She took me in her mouth and sucked me dry. I was in complete sensory overload. As I began to cum, she held me as deep as she could go, sucking fiercely. At the same time, Shannon was clearly cumming on my face. I don't think I've ever had a more erotic moment. Shannon quivered uncontrollably onto my mouth, and Holly sucked me, my cock head right at the back of her throat. She moaned a low note onto me as I shuddered in her mouth. Even when I was through shooting, she held me there, maintaining the suction -- she knows it's my favorite moment. It feels like my orgasm lasts forever. She released my cock, and the girls cocooned under my arms. I could have happily fallen asleep right then, but they weren't done. Shannon looked at Mark, and quoted the check-in clerk, "I can help the next guest." M A R K : : : My turn! If it felt anything like it looked, it was going to be spec-fucking-tacular. S H A N N O N : : : Jason took the chair, and Holly and I placed Mark in the center of the bed on his back. His dick looked ready to ride, and I was just the girl to do it. I hiked my leg up, found his tip with my wet spot, and lowered myself over him. I didn't take a moment to settle or arrange. I wasn't subtle. I just humped him, double time, maybe triple time. Fast, in other words. He grabbed my boobs, and pulled my nipples, stretching them way out, while he long-stroked into me matching my rhythm. Somebody was making a loud, deep feline growl, and I was startled to realize it might have been me. Mark seemed to have forgotten about Holly, until she climbed onto his face. M A R K : : : Holly mounted me, and I toggled my tongue into beast mode and slurped the length of her slit, ending each stroke with a nibble of her clit. Her pussy began quivering almost immediately, signaling she had reached a zone of soft, continuous cumming. No Room at the Hotel Ch. 01 I cupped her breasts, and held one of them while I located one of Shannon's -- not as easy as it sounds with your face covered in pussy. It was almost more than I could keep up with -- thrusting up into Shannon, tonguing Holly, and entertaining a different girl's boob in each hand. In no time I found myself launching my cum up into Shannon. H O L L Y : : : His breathing got faster as he came, and he vibrated his tongue directly on my clit. That escalated the long, gentle orgasm I had been enjoying into a fierce, intense one. My entire body tensed, and I felt my mouth flexing, forming silent, unrecognizable words. I rode his face as long as I could and collapsed, slumping over to the side. S H A N N O N : : : Mark's orgasm triggered mine. I rode him relentlessly as Holly fell off his face. She reached for Jason, who slid into bed beside her. I collapsed onto Mark's chest and we rolled onto our sides. That's the last thing I recall. H O L L Y : : : As we drifted off, I thought of Jason's earlier question, "Did you see that?" Of course I saw it. Mark and Shannon are falling for each other. I wonder if they realize it yet... I snuggled a little closer to Jason, who breathed like he had already reached the deep sleep of the innocent and pure. I allowed a tiny thought to bloom, before I shoved it away -- they may not be the only ones. ( to be continued ) : : : : : No Room at the Hotel Ch. 02 (Author's notes: This is Chapter 2 of a continuous story. It won't completely make sense without reading Chapter 1 first.) : : : : : H O L L Y : The next day was wonderful, but exhausting. We got another early start and headed up California route 1, one of the prettiest scenic roads I've ever seen. Shannon noticed some large rocks, with the ocean surf breaking onto them, and we stopped. We hiked down a trail to see them up close, only from the road, you couldn't tell how far away they were, or how colossal they actually were. The further we hiked, the farther away they seemed to be. When we finally reached them, we felt like ants among the massive boulders, with giant waves throwing spray so far up into the air that little rainbows danced through them as they fell back into the sea. We went to Muir Woods to see the giant redwoods. Saying the redwoods are awe-inspiring is like saying a Renoir canvas is colorful. We hiked the longest of the trails there, taking hours to enjoy the trees, the breeze, the sounds, the scents, the serenity. We didn't get lunch until mid-afternoon, at a sandwich shop at Stinson Beach, then we walked on the beach. We took off our shoes and got our feet wet, once, but the water was way too cold. We strolled, watching the sea birds feed, and the endless waves roll onto the shore. We ended up walking all the way to the rocks that define the south edge of the beach, which was farther than we meant to, meaning we had that much farther to walk back. The tide was in, covering the hard-packed portion of the beach, so we had to walk on loose, soft sand -- quite tiring. By the time we trudged back to the car, we were exhausted, but we did get to watch the sun settle into the sea for the second straight night. We ate lunch so late, nobody needed much dinner. We each got a slice of pizza at another beach eatery, and headed back to the city. By the time we got to the room, Shannon and I only had to exchange one little glance to agree we would postpone phase two, where the two of us get double-teamed by the guys. We all collapsed into bed, and unusually for us, I don't think anyone did anything. I know Mark and I didn't -- I was asleep before my head hit the pillow. : : : : : M A R K : The next day, we saw sights accessible on foot: Coit Tower, Lombard Street, and the Cable Car Museum, which is actually more than a museum -- it contains the motors and pulleys that actually drive the cables powering the entire cable car system. It was a lot of walking, although nothing like yesterday. We had an early dinner, then we strolled around the Fisherman's Wharf area, enjoying people watching and street performers. We cabbed to the top of Nob Hill and had a drink at Top Of the Mark, watching the setting sun caress the Golden Gate Bridge. When we got back to the room, the girls were overflowing with sexual energy, same as the night before last. I would have sworn they couldn't surprise us again, but I would have been wrong. S H A N N O N : One glance at Holly confirmed we were on for blowing the guys' minds, part two. When Mark and I finished our shower, Holly led Jason into the bathroom for theirs. Mark reached over, as if to turn out the light, but looked at me, asking, "Let's leave it on, for now?" I nodded, pulled him to his feet, and led him to the stuffed chair beside the bed. He half-squinted at me and said, "Could I go first tonight, and whatever Jason sees, HE gets to do next?" I laughed and said, "Think you got it all figured out, huh?" M A R K : Once again, it was obvious the girls had made plans, and no matter what I said, Shannon wasn't going to tell me what they were. And once again, I thought, this could be interesting... S H A N N O N : When Jason and Holly finished their shower, she led him to the bed. She settled into the center, and pulled him in beside me. I pulled Mark to his feet and placed him on the other side of Holly from Jason, then I settled into the chair. Mark looked at me and raised his eyebrow, silently asking, WTF? I flicked his eyes over to Holly, redirecting his attention. Holly was deep-kissing Jason, but when Mark snuggled in beside her, she pulled him in for his own uber-kiss. H O L L Y : As I kissed Mark, I took their cocks in my hands, and began to stroke them. That was a first for me, a hard cock in each hand. The guys began playing with my breasts, cupping them, teasing the nipples -- I was in ecstasy. I continued deep-kissing the guys, and stroking their cocks. M A R K : Jason and I slid down and captured her breasts in our mouths, unfortunately moving our dicks out of her reach. I drew circles around her nipple with my tongue, and traced my finger down her tummy, intending to tickle her clit. I found Jason's hand already there. He was already in her, so I stayed on the outside, rubbing patterns onto her clit with my fingertips. J A S O N : I teased her g-spot, wiggling my fingers rapidly. H O L L Y : I have no idea what they were doing to me down there, but it felt incredible. Between stimulating my pussy with their hands, and my tits with their mouths, I was practically in a sexual coma. The guys had obviously figured out that our plan tonight was for them to double-team us, and they took charge. They both slipped off the bed and stood. I was on my back, and they pulled me to the edge of the bed. They slid me to where I made a diagonal across the corner of the bed, my bum hanging off the foot, my head hanging off the side. Mark aligned his hard-on with my mouth, and Jason positioned his at my slit. J A S O N : I pushed -- she was so ready I slid all the way in, and she thrust hard against me. I saw no reason to start slow and gentle -- I was ready, and obviously she was too. M A R K : I eased into her mouth -- I don't think we've ever done oral when she was upside down, so I'd never felt her tongue across the top of my cock. It was tight, warm, fantastic. I wanted to bury myself in her, but I held back, slightly, so I wouldn't gag her. Jason was going for speed, but I long-stroked her mouth, nice and slow, for a different kind of intensity. H O L L Y : Mark was being a gentleman, easing his cock in and out of my mouth. I didn't need that, and I let him know by tugging his hips, pulling his cock in to the back of my throat. I pulled him in several times, signaling him it was fine with me to thrust more forcefully. Jason, on the other hand, needed no such encouragement -- he was going to town. He lifted my thighs and rammed his cock into me quite aggressively. I crossed my feet behind the small of his back, which gave me the leverage to meet his thrusts halfway without slipping off the corner of the bed. I matched the timing and tempo of Mark's thrusts to Jason's. They entered simultaneously, and withdrew simultaneously. My breasts must have been jiggling invitingly, because Mark squeezed one, capturing the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. J A S O N : Mark grabbed a handful of tittie, rolling her nipple between his fingers, so I did too. Holly's nipples are so sensitive, she audibly responded, making a low, guttural sound in her throat. I've never heard her sound anything like that, even considering I've never fucked her while she had her mouth full of someone else's dick. S H A N N O N : I've never heard Holly make those noises -- she was obviously having an amazing ride. H O L L Y : The bed was rather tall, which meant the guys entered me at unusual angles. They were both fantastic, but Jason's cock in particular tickled my pussy in places which don't usually get stimulated. I wanted it to last and last and last. M A R K : It would have been too much to hope we'd all cum together, but that's just about what we did. Holly went over the top first, and the pulsations in her pussy finished Jason, then the vibrations from her elevated moaning, which felt almost cosmically electric on my dick, pushed me over the edge. Nothing intensifies an orgasm like someone else cumming at the same time, and there we were, the three of us, cumming so intensely, trying to extend our pleasure by keeping our mutual rhythm going. We must have looked like a nest of baby snakes. The last thing I remember thinking as I lost my footing and collapsed over her was, "Holy shit, we've still got Shannon to go..." : : : : : S H A N N O N : My turn! After watching that, I didn't need any foreplay -- what they did looked so good, I was beyond ready. The guys, though, after how hard they just came, they needed to recharge their batteries. The benefit to me was, they were each going to last significantly longer the second time. J A S O N : Mark and I both ended up on our backs, out of breath. Shannon gave us a few moments, and brought us each a cool, damp washrag. I buried my face in it, soaking up its chill, and drew it down my chest, and across my cock. Shannon slid in between us. She knelt at my waist, and eased her mouth over my cock, massaging it with her tongue, cleansing it of the remainder of Holly's and my juices. I moaned, long and deep. She released me, and leaned over to swallow Mark's cock. I swear I saw her grin wickedly, smacking her lips in anticipation. She went back and forth a couple of times, one cock to the other, sucking us in, indulging us with her lips and tongue, working us back up. When we were both nice and hard, she lifted up onto all fours, and pulled us up onto our knees, Mark behind her, me in front. Mark eased his cock into her doggie style, and I plugged into her mouth, but for me the heights didn't match, and we didn't line up. I crouched, lowering myself to the correct level, but it wasn't going to work either, it was too uncomfortable. I rolled off the bed, stood beside it, and guided her so she crawled to the edge, she and Mark carefully staying connected. My cock now aligned perfectly with her face, and she hungrily drew me in. M A R K : At first we thrust randomly into her, but that obviously didn't work. In only a few strokes, though, we locked into sync. Once we got aligned, things went great. After a minute, though, she seemed to have something else in mind. She halted our motions, and steadied us. When we were both still, she began rocking back and forth -- as she slid back over my dick, her mouth pulled away from Jason, then she hinged forward, pulling off of me, while she went up and over Jason. How cool was that -- all we had to do was hold still, and she did all the work. At first it was all rather wobbly. I grabbed her hips, stabilizing myself, giving myself some leverage to pull her back onto me. Jason laced his fingers in her hair, helping her rock on and off us. She moaned continuously -- it looked amazing, and it must have felt incredible. H O L L Y : They made up the most amazing array of interlocking body parts I've ever seen -- Mark kneeling, Jason standing, and Shannon rocking between them. J A S O N : I released one hand out of her hair, and by bending over slightly, was able to grab a handful of tit. I cupped it lightly, letting her nipple sway over my fingers. Her moaning increased, which I took as a sign she liked that. That's how it went for the next several minutes -- Shannon swaying between us, pumping Mark's cock with her pussy, consuming mine with her mouth. He and I had such powerful orgasms only a few minutes ago, and Shannon was so hyper-energized, none of us needed any gentleness or sensitivity. The opposite, really -- I know what I needed was to get pounded, hard and fast. I was still working on one of her breasts, and Mark grabbed the other. Together, we kneaded them, pinched her nipples, rolled them between our fingers. S H A N N O N : Now I understood the noises Holly made. I think every pleasure nerve in my body was maxed out. I had a cock in my pussy, one in my mouth, and hands on both boobs. I rocked back and forth, taking each dick from the tip down to the base, and when I pulled off of one of them, I pushed down over the other -- I always had a cock plunging into me. I gradually increased how fast I hinged over their dicks. Mark grabbed my hips, giving me some much-needed help with how I rocked between him and Jason. I was able to consume both of them harder. The motion was addictive -- go forward, taking Jason's dick into my mouth, go backward, taking Mark's dick into my pussy. I was in dick heaven. J A S O N : I returned both hands to gripping her head, that was the best way to hold myself steady for her, and it seemed to help her anchor her rhythm. She sucked so hard on me, and looked so sweet with my dick disappearing into her face, her eyes closed, I wanted this moment to last forever. S H A N N O N : I felt a huge orgasm building. I wallowed in the moment, reveling in the power of swaying between these two incredible guys, awash in waves of sensuality as their cocks stroked me, and my pussy and my mouth pleasured their cocks. It was a perfect moment. M A R K : Usually when I cum it's an explosion, an eruption. This one was different, it built and built and built. Ejaculating into her was just the final swell in a giant wave. J A S O N : She began to moan, right as I tensed and launched my jizz into her. She slowed her rocking, and I long-stroked into her mouth, waves of pleasure rippling through me. S H A N N O N : When I felt both their cocks pulsing, my own orgasm surged over me. Its peak was wonderfully smooth and gentle. I stayed on all fours as long as I could, rocking slower and slower over them, enjoying their final thrusts into me. I collapsed into a boneless heap, pulling Mark in behind me, his thighs molded into mine, his chest enveloping my back, his arms around me, our hands nestled between my breasts. Jason reached for Holly, pulling her in beside him, their arms and legs braided together. H O L L Y : All was right with the world. Sleep came quickly and easily. : : : : : S H A N N O N : For our last full day, we had no specific sight-seeing agenda. We just set out from the hotel, going where our feet led us. We zigzagged through North Beach, taking our time, checking out the neighborhood as much as the "official" sights. This part of the city is so different from where we live. I imagined what it would be like to live there -- how I would deal with how steep the hills are, the limited parking, where the nearest grocery store was, mulling over whether I'd drive there, or walk with some sort of cart to roll everything home. We strolled through Chinatown, getting swept along the street with the crush of humanity, gawking at the foreign-ness of the produce, poultry, and seafood -- I have no idea what some of that stuff is! M A R K : We ended up at Union Square. The girls ducked into a funky-chic boutique to browse. Jason and I commandeered a bench in the sun, perfect for people watching while we waited. I said, "Do you think they're plotting another mind-blower for tonight?" Jason said, "What could possibly top two-on-one, two different ways? Tonight being our last night, I think it will just be about cumming big enough, and enough times, to last until our next trip." An old lady was walking slowly past us and seemed to have overheard him. She stopped for a moment and glared at us disapprovingly. He grinned at her innocently, as if what she thought she heard couldn't possibly have been what he actually said. After she had passed, I said, "I'd love to surprise them like they surprised us." He said, "Funny you'd say that. I was thinking, there's not much we haven't already done, at least that the girls would be willing to do, but there's one thing in particular..." He began explaining what he meant, and I was all smiles. Now THIS could be interesting... : : : : : For our last night together, I was with Shannon. As we undressed for our showers, Jason and I played it cool, concealing our excitement, careful not to reveal we had anything planned. Shannon and I showered first. The first thing she said was, "So, are you gonna tell me what you guys are up to?" "Oh," I quoted, mock-innocently, "is something going on?" "I see," she said. "More brisk invigorating air?" I tried to keep from smiling, but I couldn't contain it. H O L L Y : When we all finished our showers, Mark placed Shannon on his side of the bed, stretched out on her back, but upside down -- her feet at the pillows. She caught my eye and raised an eyebrow, and I slightly shrugged -- I had no idea. Jason flopped onto the bed, but aligned normally -- his head on a pillow. He pulled me on top of him, but then flipped us over, so he was on top. He raised up off me, and started some sort of weird gymnastic routine, or Pilates, or yoga, or something... I couldn't figure out what he was doing. J A S O N : I got so tangled up, I almost started laughing. I couldn't get my arms and legs aligned with hers how I wanted. H O L L Y : Finally, he got settled, and I started to say, "Why didn't you just tell me you wanted to do sixty-nine, I could have made it a lot easier," but I was too busy enjoying how he romanced my pussy with his tongue, and besides, I had a mouthful of cock. S H A N N O N : Mark settled over me quite easily by comparison. I love doing sixty-nine with Mark -- his mouth is so wonderful on my clit, and the things he does between my inner lips feel extra-special when we're upside-down to each other. Sixty-nine with him is an erotic upward spiral -- his tongue energizes my pussy, which passes through me via my mouth onto his dick, then through him and back into my pussy. M A R K : There are very few things I'd rather do than eat Shannon's sweet pussy. One of them is eat her pussy while she sucks my dick -- it's the best of both worlds. S H A N N O N : I was glad the guys came up with this, it was wonderful. Sixty-nine is such a symphony of sensations. It's so wonderful to give, but it also feels so amazing to receive. J A S O N : I tapped Mark to signal him to move to the next phase. I intended to tap his shoulder, but it's a little hard to aim when your face is buried in someone else's privates, and I ended up tapping his butt. This first transition was going to be the most fragile moment. It was when the girls were either going to go along with our plan, or kill it. H O L L Y : I was just starting to really get into it, when both guys raised up off us. They left our mouths full of dick -- of course they did -- but disconnected from our pussies. I thought, "That was working, why wreck it?" but I shouldn't have worried. M A R K : Jason and I both quickly reconnected our mouths with pussies, but different ones. Instead of leaning back over Shannon's body, I leaned over to the side and buried my tongue in Holly. Jason did the same thing -- leaving his cock in Holly's mouth, he locked his mouth onto Shannon's pussy. S H A N N O N : A tiny daisy chain! Brilliant! I should have thought of that! It was awkward at first, it took a bit of trial and error to get everything adjusted. It was by far the most complicated thing we had ever done together. What's the old saying, "A chain is only is strong as its weakest link?" Yup. Fortunately, this chain had no weak links. Jason tongued my pussy, I sucked Mark's cock, he licked Holly, and she had her mouth full of Jason. It took us a moment to align the angles and fine-tune the positioning between naughty bits and faces, then it became quite fun. I thought this would feel almost like sixty-nine, but it didn't. The difference is, sixty-nine is an organism of two, and feedback is instantaneous -- do something, feel the reaction. A daisy chain, though, when you do something, it's the next person up the line who feels the reaction. It was way different than I ever imagined -- I couldn't keep up with who I was connected to, face and groin. I just did the best things I knew to do in both places. Everyone seemed happy -- I know I was. No Room at the Hotel Ch. 02 H O L L Y : What I knew was, I had a mouth on my slit, which was doing incredible things -- I just wanted to let those sensations wash over me. But I also had a cock in my mouth, and it was my job to keep it amused and amazed. I was really starting to get the hang of it when Jason lifted off my pussy and said, "Everyone turn over, top to bottom." I wasn't entirely sure what that meant, but he and Mark sat up and laid back down the other way, putting their heads where their feet had been, or more accurately, where their waists had been. So, I did the same, and Shannon did too. We reconnected, my face on Mark's cock, Mark's mouth on Shannon's slit, Shannon's mouth taking in Jason's dick, and Jason's face now servicing my pussy. Again, it took us a couple of moments to work out all the angles, but this was the second time, and we learn well -- it went quickly and easily. S H A N N O N : Mark has such a way with my clit -- at least I'm pretty sure that was Mark down there. Yup, Jason's dick was in my mouth, so it was Mark electrifying my slit. Never mind who was doing what, somebody was making me feel incredible. I just hope I was adequately passing it up the chain. J A S O N : Shannon was incredible on my cock, she was so focused on it, doing such amazing things. Part of me wanted to disconnect from Holly, grab Shannon's head with both hands, and bury myself in her face. That would be great, but I also wanted to make Holly's pussy feel as wonderful as what Shannon was doing to my cock. I'm not sure if I accomplished that, but the way she squirmed onto my face seemed to indicate a certain amount of enjoyment. H O L L Y : I was loving this. Loving it. Jason loves my pussy, he is always so incredible down there, and he was having an especially good night. As a result, I was having a great night. He's unbelievable. I hoped I was doing half as well with Mark's cock. As sensational as it all was, it turned out not to be the end game -- the guys had one more level planned. They disconnected their mouths from our pussies. Shannon had this look on her face like, "what the hell are you guys doing -- it's just getting good!" Mark said, "Girls, don't move, stay as you are." He and Jason flipped over. I thought, "This better be great, I was in a zone. Don't fuck it up!" J A S O N : Mark and I turned over while the girls stayed put. I thought for a few seconds we'd ruined it -- it took a long moment to get everything connected. Now our faces were together, and our groins were together. I worked to get myself inserted into Holly, and I could see on Shannon's face, inches in front of mine, that she and Mark were trying to get him situated inside her. S H A N N O N : The angles were different from anything I'd ever tried before, but it didn't take long to get everything situated where it was supposed to be. Mark started thrusting into me, a little tentatively at first. Once we got started, and it was clear we were going to be able to do this, I pulled Jason's face into mine, and we locked lips. H O L L Y : Jason and I maneuvered his cock into me, and started figuring how to get that old in-out movement going. Mark kissed me, but it took me a few moments to get arranged down there so I could return it. Once everybody and everything got situated, and we got all the angles adjusted, it was amazing. J A S O N : One of my early long-term girlfriends liked to kiss while we fucked. At first, it was irritating. I mean, I liked to screw, what teenage guy doesn't, but I found adding on a lip-lock to be distracting. That's how the lady liked it, though, so that's what we did. We "practiced" a lot, though, and I finally acquired the taste. If fucking is steak, then kissing during the act is a vermouth and horseradish sauce -- wonderful, but a little odd. At first it's better without it, but once you acquire the taste, it's fabulous. M A R K : I found Holly's tits with my hands, and began to massage them. She cupped her hands over mine, I thought at first to brush me off them, but actually to encourage me to continue. H O L L Y : It was nearly sensory overload -- a dick deep in my pussy, a tongue deep in my mouth, and skilled hands kneading my breasts. S H A N N O N : Heh. Vin. Heh fucking vin. Heh-vin. Hea-ven. Heaven. That's where I was. Heaven. And in heaven, I was kissing Jason, and fucking Mark. Or he was fucking me. However you want to say it, we were fucking. And it was awesome. Awe. Some. Aw fucking sum. It felt too good to even THINK about cumming. That would ruin everything. But it was going to happen. Soon. M A R K : We had one more stage planned, where everybody flipped. What we were doing right then was so perfect, though, it seemed a shame to disrupt it. I tried to signal Jason we should skip it, but I ended up tapping him on the back, our signal for "do the next flip." J A S O N : Shit, I wanted to skip the last flip, things were going too great the way we were. But a plan is a plan, and a signal is a signal. I lifted off Shannon's face, and stopped pushing into Holly's pussy. Sigh... I said, "Everyone flip," and we did. As we settled, though, Holly said, "No more flipping -- I'm ready to F-F-U-U-U-U-C-C-K-K." M A R K : She said what we were all thinking -- nobody disagreed. We got everything inserted, and got busy. S H A N N O N : Mark kissed me passionately, and rolled my nipples between his fingers. Jason long-stroked me, s-l-o-w-l-y and luxuriantly. J A S O N : Something about the angle we found was pure magic -- I couldn't remember a pussy ever feeling warmer, wetter, or tighter than Shannon at that moment, or lips more perfect for kissing than Holly's. I stabilized my thrusting against Shannon's hip with one hand, and massaged Holly's nipples with the other. H O L L Y : Jason is as good a kisser as I know, his lips dovetail perfectly with mine. He mercilessly tantalized my nipples with his fingertips, teasing one, then the other. Mark pumped into my pussy like a crazed machine. M A R K : Both Holly and Shannon were beginning to breathe like they were going to cum soon, and I could feel my own orgasm building. Unfortunately, at that moment, our little house of cards collapsed. I don't know who lost their connection first, but faces and genitals fell apart, and the more I tried to reconnect, the further apart things got. It seemed like far more than eight arms and eight legs, all knotted and randomly braided. I tried to untangle my arms and bumped heads with somebody. S H A N N O N : It was very clear to me there was no quick recovery for our daisy chain, so I grabbed the first guy I found, it happened to be Mark, pushed him onto his back, and climbed on. I hoped he was ready for a wild ride! M A R K : I don't know how she did it, but the next thing I knew, Shannon was on top of me, hammering my ass into the mattress. I grabbed a handful of butt, and a handful of boob, and matched her thrust for thrust. H O L L Y : I found myself on my tummy, my arm twisted awkwardly under me. I was straightening myself out when Jason lifted my hips and buried his cock into me. He thrust mercilessly into me, no subtlety needed, none given. I adjusted my knees and elbows to give us a better angle, and met him halfway with every thrust. His thighs slapped into mine loudly and quickly. I cupped my breasts to stop them swaying, and pinched my nipples. I think that's what started me cumming. With everything that led up to it, it was a towering orgasm. I buried my face in the covers and silently screamed. Actually, it might not have been so silent. J A S O N : Holly's pussy began to pulse, and I had been floating so close to cumming, it was game over for me. I shot rope after rope after rope of cum into her -- it felt like I'd never stop. I'm not usually very expressive, vocally, but I became aware I was making all sorts of caveman sounds. H O L L Y : I've never heard Jason make those noises before. Made me feel special -- what he does to me is so incredible, I like knowing I also make him feel good. As I settled down from cumming, I kept hearing this throaty, continuous moaning sound -- I was startled to realize it was me. S H A N N O N : I was so close to cumming, when Jason and Holly began their little orgasmic symphony, that was the final piece for me. I came, and came, and came, it felt almost infinite. I felt Mark unloading into me, and while I had lost the up and down motion over him, somehow he kept pushing up into me, extending my orgasm even further. M A R K : When Shannon cums this big, she has these deep twitches afterwards, she calls them aftershocks -- it's a good description, it feels like her world is recovering from a massive seismic shift. It always makes me feel great to feel her do that. H O L L Y : Boy, I came a long way from the angst of our first night, when I was so rattled by the thought of all of us sharing one bed. If I had known it was going to turn out like this, I would have saved myself a lot of worry. : : : : : J A S O N : I was the last to wake up the next morning. Mark and Shannon were holding each other, looking very contented, and Holly had her arms around me. I quickly returned the gesture. I said, "It just keeps getting more amazing. How are we going to top that?" H O L L Y : By then we were all out of bed, setting out clothes to put on after quick showers, and getting everything else back into our luggage. Shannon said, "We don't have to top it, silly. We're so good at making the best of whatever happens, great things will occur naturally." We had the elevator to the lobby to ourselves. It seemed like years ago that we were headed up this elevator for the first time, not knowing how different things were going to turn out compared to what we expected. Mark said, "Who votes for a single king next time?" They all looked at me. I thought about it for a second, and felt a huge grin overtake my face. I said, "Okay. Not every time, though." They all nodded. "Maybe not even next time. But we'll definitely do it again." I got three bright smiles in return. : : : : :