Act 2
My body collapses in a sweaty heap on the bed and the movement causes Porter to slip out of me, he groans loudly at the loss of contact but it gives him a chance to change our position as he flips me over onto my back and thrusts his dick back inside me once more.
He's a little slower this time and it's a welcome difference from the roughness of before.
I lay there lazily, enjoying receiving his slow thrusts while I recover from my second orgasm.
Out of the corner of my eye I can see Marshall stroking the length of his dick, slowly bringing it back to life.
Porter lifts my hips up, my thighs wrap around his waist and he changes pace again grinding his dick in and out of me with short shallow movements, the quicker change of pace drives me onto another orgasm and I roll my hips onto him, the feeling is exquisite.
Marshall leans over me fondling a boob, dick still in hand although I can see he's flying at full mast now.
There's sweat dripping onto my stomach from Porter's head, his previous exertions catching up with him now as he bends over me and kisses me deeply.
My hands lift up and I dig my nails into Marshalls arm as I cum again, no where near as explosive as before but it's still good nonetheless.
I note Porter still hasn't cum once yet, he pulls out of me letting me drop gently back onto the bed, when I raise my head to look at him, seeing his thighs and dick are glistening wet from my juices.
"You guys need water? I need a minute"
he smiles at both of us, shaking his head in disbelief that this is actually happening and I'm treated to his lovely rear view as he strides out of the room.
Looking over at Marshall, I see him gazing lustfully at me
"Sexy, I want you to ride me, I need to be inside your puss! cum on my dick" he says loudly and confidently, I somehow find the strength to move and move over his body, straddling his waist.
Kneeling up his fingers spread me open and I glide down his shaft easily taking him all the way inside me, he feels different to Porter, not much difference in girth but Marshall has a little less length, not that it matters at all he still feels great inside me
"Fuck Maud"
he growls as I begin to move on him up and down and I watch as his eyes roll back in his head in pleasure, one hand reaches up to grab a boob, the other gripping tightly onto my thigh.
I find a rhythm that has me panting
"your gonna make me cum again Marshall!"
I breathe out, my over sensitized body reacting to every touch or every word now like I have no control and no other option but to go along with it.
My hips beginning moving quicker, my pussy gripping his dick like a vice and in my peripheral vision I'm vaguely aware of Porter re entering the room once more, watching him as he places two bottles of water on the bedside table, my mouth and throat are dry and hoarse from all of the noises I keep making.
Marshalls hands grip my thighs tightly, digging his finger nails in my sensitive skin causing my attention to swing back to him, I bite my lip as I ride him steadily, enjoying the pace and the feeling of him coming apart beneath me.
My finger traces the faded tattoo on his stomach, I want to lick it, bite it and suck it, he begins thrusting upwards sharply and I feel myself getting wetter again and lose myself in the sensation for a moment or two, untill I'm startled out of my fog of desire by one of Porters large warm hands on my back.
I'd almost forgotten about him.
Marshall wraps a hand around the back of my neck pulling me forward onto his stomach, my head buried in his neck as he whispers dirty things in my ear, I suck and nibble on the artery protruding on his neck making him writhe with pleasure.
Porters hands land on my ass again pushing my cheeks apart his thumbs graze over my entrance almost tickling me and making me jump and bite Marshalls neck
"Savage bitch" he hisses in pain.
Porters thumbs are replaced by a wet finger as he begins trying to push a finger inside my back passage again, I'm beginning to realise where this is going to lead and I'm going to have to make a decision over wether I want it or not.
Marshalls voice brings my head back in the game
"Has anyone ever fucked your ass before Sexy?"
I must look alarmed because he strokes my face again holding my body down on his as Porter begins to try and push two fingers inside me
"No! Never"
my voice sounds startled but I quickly decide I do want it.
I pant out trying to hold it together and not scream loudly in Marshalls ear, I don't fear Porter he's been nothing but gentle with me the same as Marshall really.
I moan loudly as I feel myself stretching to accommodate Porters fingers, once he's past the tight muscle at my entrance he moves them in and out slowly as Marshall groans below me, I wonder briefly if Marshall can feel his fingers inside me too they are both separated by a thin membrane after all.
Minutes later he pulls his fingers from my body and I can hear shuffling movements behind me then I can feel the blunt head of his dick pressed up against my asshole, he reaches down between us gathering some of the fluid that my body is leaking and turning my head a little in Marshalls hand I watch him rubbing his wet hand over his dick lubricating it, it's so hot to watch and then the pressure is back, Porter grunts as he pushes against me, Marshall is still thrusting away beneath me, I'm being driven mad by ecstasy and fear.
"Marshall keep still buddy"
Porter commands him and he stills immediately, his hand rubbing my back in a comforting manner as Porter pulls me up into a kneeling position over Marshall, he raises his knees a little knowing he's going to be doing all the work from here on out.
Porters dick nudges me again, pushing harder this time and I'm tense as I feel his dick beginning to breach my opening
"Fuck sexy, so god damned tight, relax and it won't hurt"
I try to relax my nervous and tense body but as I feel him slip in another inch I scream out. Marshalls hand finds my mouth and closes over it diminishing the screams coming from my mouth as Porter gains ground inside me
"Ssshhh sexy we don't need the whole hotel in on this girl!"
With one last hard thrust Porter buries his dick deep in my backside, I scream against Marshalls hand again, the pain is all consuming for about thirty seconds and I want to push them both away, I've never felt so full I guess, the pain ebbs slowly and he begins moving cautiously inside me too, they find a rhythm together, one pulling out as the other pushes in and it feels so dirty, yet so good.
I'm sweating profusely as my body is being taken by these two men.
Looking down at Marshall his eyes are closed, lips parted as puffs of air escape on every movement he makes as well as sexy grunts and groans, Porter moans behind me, his slick forehead resting on my back as he pounds into my ass, it doesn't hurt any more because desire has overtaken me once again, I actually begin to push back on him
"Marshall, I can feel your dick rubbing against mine, it feels so fucking good" Porter grinds out, panting.
Marshall scrunches his face up as he registers Porters words and swears loudly.
Porters thrusts become sloppy and he falls out of rhythm as his orgasm approaches and I soon realise I need to speak up before he cums
"Don't cum in me Porter, not there.... don't, please"
he shouts out to god as I feel his dick yanked from me and placed on my back, the hot liquid he expels coating my lower back, he moves his dick downwards and rubs the softening gland against Marshalls balls which makes them both groan and a flood of juices releases from me.
I sit back down on Marshalls belly and ride him at my own pace, the bed dips beside me as Porter collapses on it next to us, his chest heaving trying to get air back in his lungs
"C'mon sexy fuck me harder, you're making me so hard baby, fuck me harder" he encourages me.
My movements increase on him, his fingers find my clit and he rubs it hard, my body quivers and shudders with my movements preparing for another fast approaching orgasm
"So fucking wet sexy, your dripping all over me, I love it!"
I grip his pecs and grind myself further onto him pushing myself over the edge and falling into an orgasm that has me seeing stars, second after I release Marshall cums inside me deeply, shouting loudly, he works his dick in and out of me slowly, bringing us both down from an amazing high.
Falling forward onto his chest I relax there awhile as our breathing returns to normal, Marshalls arms wrapped around me keeping me warm as the cool air conditioning suddenly begins to bite at my skin leaving me with goosebumps.
Porter sits up beside me, leaning over me and kissing my forehead
"Thanks for a great time Sexy but I am fucked now, bath and bed!"
Marshall chuckles under me as Porter leaves groaning and rubbing the bottom of his back.
"Good night old man!"
Marshall teases him as Porter leaves the room giving him the middle finger salute.
"Just you and me now Sexy and I'm sure as shit not ready for bed yet!"
I'm not sure how much more I can take tonight but I'm sure as hell not backing out now!