Destination Pleasure

by The Wild Rose Press Authors

  "You aren't German?” His brow creased with a slight frown.

  "No, I'm American.” She smiled, hoping her nervousness didn't show in her voice. “If you could tell that with only two words, I guess need to practice my German."

  "I've done business with Americans for a number of years. But never this kind of transaction."

  The dark haired man cleared his throat. “How much for both?” His English wasn't quite up to par with his friend's.

  "Both?” Did he mean what she thought he meant? She couldn't contain the shudder of excitement that ran down her spine.

  "Yes. Both. Together.” He glanced at the blond man as if for approval.

  Adonis hadn't missed her reaction. His smile was positively wicked.

  His friend's uncertainty fled. “How much?"

  Geli hadn't covered that. “Double the fun, double the price.” She might not know the standard pricing for a ménage a trois, but she was a businesswoman. Though advertising campaigns were a far cry from her current negotiations.

  The dark haired man shook his head, but before he could voice his protest, the Adonis spoke up. “Agreed."

  Cat drew a ragged breath before she found her voice. “Then come in.” She pointed down the block to the building entrance. “Room nine."

  As the two men strode down the block, she drew the curtains closed then she turned around and surveyed the room. Her body hummed with anticipation and a healthy dose of fear. Adrenaline fed her excitement. Her nipples tightened, and a fresh gush of moisture dampened her silk thong.

  Two men. At one time. What woman hadn't had the secret fantasy of fucking two men at once?

  Footsteps echoed in the hallway. Cat moved to the door and opened it just as the two men arrived. She stood slightly behind the door to let them enter. Closing it, she leaned against the cool wood. She wasn't sure her shaking knees would hold her up without something solid behind her.

  So now what? She didn't have to answer the question. The dark haired man moved in and rough lips covered hers. No real finesse, all tongue and teeth. A large hand grabbed one of her breasts and probing fingers dug between her legs. She pushed against his chest with both hands.

  "Gunter, sei etwas geduldiger.” The Adonis’ baritone chided his friend to be patient. A large manicured hand grasped Gunter's shoulder and pulled him away. “Even a lady of the evening likes a little foreplay."

  Gunter had the decency to look chastised as he moved away from Cat.

  "My name is Ritter, and my overly anxious friend is Gunter.” He pulled his wallet out of his back pocket then rifled through some bills. “Your asking price.” He handed her a wad of cash. “And your name is?"

  She accepted the money. After a hard swallow, she managed to squeak out her name. “Cat."

  "Do you purr?” His smile left her breathless.

  "I've been known to—” She gasped as he ran his knuckle across her breast. “If I'm petted properly.” Her brazen words slipped out without thinking. The desire coursing through her body made her bold.

  "Then we'll make sure to leave you purring tonight.” He turned his hand so his palm cupped her breast.

  Cat pushed away from the door and into his warm hand. Heat seared through her. As he leaned forward, the spicy scent of his cologne filled her senses. Soft full lips nibbled on hers. A hint of moist tongue swept the seam of her lips. Leaving the support of the door, she braced herself against Ritter's hard body.

  The ridge of his erect cock pushed into her stomach. Strong muscled arms enclosed her in a tight circle, lifting her from her feet. Almost unaware of her actions, she wrapped her legs around his waist. Pulsing heat swept through her pussy as excitement flooded her body.

  Warmth lined her back when Gunter snuggled behind her. Firm lips pressed against her neck and teased a line down her shoulder. Another thick shaft pressed against the crack of her ass through the sheer robe.

  Her whimper-turned-moan allowed Ritter's tongue to sweep into her open mouth. She tightened her legs, pulling his hard cock against her mons. Braced by the two muscular bodies, she let her hands roam. Tugging Ritter's polo shirt up, she slid one hand up his back.

  Smooth skin stretched over rock hard muscles. Her nails traced a line down his spine. His shiver matched hers. His soft kisses turned rough with need. She matched his ardor tongue against tongue.

  Gunter's fingers slid under her skimpy bra, pushing the material up over her breasts. His hands pressed between her and Ritter's hard chest. He cupped her bare skin while his thumbs teased her taut nipples.

  Ritter's arms slid around her, coming between her and the heat of Gunter's body. Gunter let Ritter pull her away.

  Clutching Ritter's back, Cat held on as he moved across the room. He laid her on the bed and with a final kiss pulled away. Standing near the foot of the wide bed, he stripped his shirt over his head. Hard pecs rippled with his movements.

  From the side of the bed, Gunter unbuttoned his shirt, shedding it quickly.

  Cat scooted up on the bed and watched the impromptu striptease. Both men were of a similar height, six foot, maybe a little taller. Ritter had the advantage on muscles, not too beefy but well cut. An almost hairless chest glistened with a faint sheen of perspiration. In spite of his sexy build, his steel blue eyes kept capturing her gaze.

  Gunter's body wasn't as defined. Leaner and wiry, his body still made her heartbeat race. Dark curly fur covered his pecs. A thin trail of hair led down his stomach and disappeared into the waist of his slacks.

  Cat didn't know where to look as both men drew their zippers down at the same time. Settling on Ritter, she bit her lip waiting to see if the thick ridge she'd felt earlier lived up to her expectations. Pulling his briefs down with his pants, he didn't disappoint. Long, thick and uncircumcised, his cock jutted out toward her.

  With only one man to compare him to, Ritter looked huge. Her pussy rippled with anticipation. Tonight, she'd have two.

  Tearing her gaze away from Ritter, she spotted a now naked Gunter. Not as long, but slightly thicker, Gunter's cock glistened with pre-come.

  Sitting up from her reclined position, Cat shrugged out of her transparent robe. She unhooked the front clasp on her bra and yanked it off her shoulders. Before she had the chance to shed her thong, Ritter crawled on the bed.

  Pushing her legs apart, he buried his face against the damp patch of red material. His five-o-clock shadow scraped her tender inner thighs. Teeth raked her silk-covered clit, sending her back on the bed, eyes rolling with the intense pleasure.

  Gunter's weight dipped the mattress. Opening her eyes, she found herself facing his engorged cock. With a nervous lick to her lips, she parted them as Gunter leaned forward. The salty taste of pre-cum exploded on her tongue, but Ritter chose that moment to slip his finger under her thong. As he parted her labia, teasing her swollen clit, she closed her lips around Gunter's thick shaft.

  "Oh, yeah,” Gunter moaned. His fingers twisted through her hair, not pulling, just playing, letting her take his length at her own pace.

  So aroused by Ritter's teasing, she sucked the hot shaft of flesh in deeper than she thought she could handle. Gunter flexed his hips, setting a slow rhythm, fucking her mouth.

  Ritter's finger slid lower, circling her opening before pressing inside. Her pussy clenched around the blunt flesh. She needed more. Arching her hips, she rubbed against his hand.

  "A little impatient?” Ritter's crooning voice made her body shiver. He moved his hand away and tugged the thong to one side. His mouth covered her clit as his finger plunged back into her moist depth.

  Moaning around the hard flesh filling her mouth, Cat sucked Gunter's cock with greedy abandon brought on by intense pleasure from Ritter's mouth.

  His tongue fluttered back and forth across her clit as he pushed a second finger in beside the first.

  The first wave of orgasm took her by surprise. She lost her hold on Gunter, his cock popped out of her mouth. Instead of pushing back in, Gunter repositioned himself and l
eaned over. His lips captured one of her nipples. Teeth grazed the turgid peak, sending Cat crashing against another wave of pleasure.

  Ritter's mouth held on to her sensitive clit as her pelvis bucked against his face. His fingers pumped her drenched pussy fast and furious.

  Cat screamed as another crest of ecstasy slammed into her. “Oh, God..."

  Then Ritter was gone. Fingernails scraped her hips as he yanked the tiny thread of her thong. The snap of thin material pulled the skimpy cloth across her oversensitive clit. Tremors rushed through her body like aftershocks.

  "Condom,” Ritter growled.

  Gunter turned to the nightstand and the handful of condoms displayed there. Grabbing one, he handed it to his friend.

  Ritter grasped the base of his cock with one hand while he tore the condom wrapper open with his teeth. Yanking the thin latex free, he rolled it over his leaking cock.

  "Yes, hurry...” Cat begged. She needed him inside her. Strong arms grasped her hips and pulled her over. Clambering to her hands and knees, she pushed her ass toward Ritter.

  The cold tip of the condom teased her clit then the chill disappeared. Thick hot flesh pushed into her aching pussy. Her body shook with need at his slow entry. Forcing her hips backwards, she impaled her cunt on his cock.

  His moans matched hers. “So tight..."

  She shivered at his voice as wet warm flesh teased her lips. Gunter nudged his cock against her mouth. Opening for him, the crown slid past her lips. She ran her tongue around the tip, teasing the slit. Gunter's hips jerked as she tightened her lips around his flesh.

  Ritter's strokes grew longer. His balls slapped at her clit, teasing blows more air than substance.

  Cat spread her legs farther apart, angling her hips up so his flesh did more than tease. As if sensing her need, his hand slid under her stomach. Fingers teased her clit, and the series of aftershocks graduated to full-blown quakes.

  Lost in her ecstasy, she sucked Gunter deeper. Soon, the two men were rocking to the same beat, fucking her from both ends.

  Reality was every bit as good as fantasy. She'd already lost count of her orgasms, but she was greedy and wanted more. Her one night to do anything would eventually end. Until then, she would experience as much as these two men could handle.

  The fingers on her clit slipped away and found their way back to her ass. Kneading pressure parted her cheeks. Slick with her own juices, one finger teased her anus.

  "You like that?” Ritter's voice was hoarse whisper.

  With Gunter's cock filling her mouth she could only moan her approval.

  "Maybe you'd like more?” The tight ring gave way under pressure, adding to the arousal flooding her body.

  Cat's body went into overdrive. Ritter's suggestion, his fingers, two cocks ... all combined sent her into sexual orbit. Nothing her ex had ever done made her feel this good. She rode another crest of ecstasy as his finger matched the rhythm of his cock.

  "Gunter, gibst Du mir mal das Gleitmittel." Ritter's growled spate of German didn't register until Gunter handed him the lube from the nightstand.

  Cat's body convulsed on a wave of anticipation. Her curious nature made her wonder about anal sex, but until tonight, she'd never voiced her desire to try it. The cold lube shocked her system. Ritter's fingers warmed the gel as they pushed into her, twisting and stretching the tight ring of muscle. The intense pleasure overrode the burn of penetration.

  "You want more?"

  The thought sent Cat into a fervor. Nodding, she sucked the hard flesh filling her mouth. The salty flavor of Gunter's pre-come added to the desire to experience everything possible.

  "You want me to fuck your ass?” Ritter didn't wait for her response. The heat of his flesh abandoned her pussy.

  Her rapid heartbeat and the rush of blood through her body almost obscured the squishing noise of Ritter coating his length in lube. Gunter's cock slipped from her lips. “Oh, God..."

  The pressure was intense, the burn incredible, but the erotic sensation of penetration sent tremors through her body. Her vaginal walls clenched at emptiness as the thick hot flesh slid into her ass. Gasping for air, she pushed back against Ritter's shaft.

  Ritter's hands clutched her hips, slowing her motion. His slow short strokes pushed deeper with each move.

  Cat's hands crumpled the coverlet into tight balls of material. Her face pressed into the soft mattress muffled her moans. A second set of hands rubbed her back in soft, soothing motions. Cat relaxed, unclenching her hands. The taut press of flesh into her body eased. Ritter's invasion came to its conclusion as his hips met her buttocks.

  "Mein Gott! So tight...” Ritter groaned. His hands slid under her, caressing her stomach then pulling her up on his dick.

  Gunter's arms untangled from Ritter's, and his hands found her aching breasts. Fingers tugged her taut nipples, sending cords of electricity shooting through her abdomen and down to her wet pussy. Gunter leaned forward and captured her lips. Sandwiched between two hard bodies, Cat gasped into Gunter's mouth.

  Her head lolled back against Ritter's shoulder as Gunter kissed a wet line from her mouth, across her collarbone and down her chest. His lips latched onto her breast and suckled hard. His hungry mouth sent jolts of excitement through her already rigid nipples careening down to her wet core.

  Ritter's fingers splayed against her belly then slid lower. The palm of his hand cupped her mons as his fingers pushed inside her. Slow, aching strokes of his cock filled her from behind.

  Gunter's greedy mouth kept her nipples in a constant state of arousal.

  Cat's skin was on fire with a constant current of sexual awareness. Never had she felt so aroused or alive.

  Ritter's other hand tugged at her chin. Turning her head toward his, she found her lips covered in a rough kiss. A soft moan escaped her mouth into his.

  "You like this?” he mumbled between kisses.

  "Yes—” His tongue stifled anything else she might have said.

  Gunter moved away from her breast. Nipping kisses cut a path down her stomach. Gunter's mouth took the place of Ritter's fingers. A hot tongue flicked against her swollen clit.

  A shiver swept through her body, starting with her pussy and radiating through her pelvis to the thick shaft stroking her ass. Tremors crept up her spine and spread through her breasts. Hot lips caressed her neck as she moaned her pleasure.

  Just as Cat wasn't sure her body could take any more ecstasy, Gunter's fingers plunged into her wet core. His strokes matched Ritter's.

  "Oh, God...” Cat's body convulsed on a wave of orgasmic heat. Ripples of pleasure spread through her like fire in dry brush. Lightheaded with the rush of blood flowing through her, Cat leaned back against Ritter's hard body. His fingers tweaked her nipples adding to the exquisite ache of satiation. She gasped as Gunter's fingers slid out of her. The loss of his mouth made her cry out.

  Gunter leaned toward the nightstand and snagged a condom. With practiced hands, he ripped open the package and sheathed his length in thin latex.

  Her body shook with anticipation. Two men filling her, fucking her.

  He moved closer as Ritter leaned back, pulling Cat with him. Gunter's cock pressed into her, filling the emptiness.

  Cat's knees rose from the mattress as Ritter and Gunter held her between them. Out of sync with each other, one man filled her as the other pulled almost free. Slow, long strokes kept her coming. She buried her face in Gunter's neck and gasped for air.

  The sensuous slide of flesh slowly synchronized. Filling both her holes at the same time, she could feel the thick flesh meeting against the thin membrane separating her passages.

  With a guttural growl, Gunter lost the matched rhythm. His hips jerked against her clit and she rode another crest of pleasure as he moaned through his orgasm.

  Ritter's fingers dug into the flesh of her arms as he plunged deep in her ass. His body slowed, undulating against her with a gentle rocking motion while Gunter's hips calmed.

  Gunter's mouth
covered Cat's mouth, kissing her hard. “Sehr gut, Fräulein, very good,” he whispered. Pulling away from her, his flagging cock slid free of her soaked pussy. He rolled off the bed, stripping off the condom.

  In a daze of sexual euphoria, Cat watched him walk toward the bathroom. His muscles rippled as he bent to grab his clothes.

  Soft kisses trailed along her neck. Ritter's hands swept up her stomach then caressed her breasts. His still hard length slid from her anus. The emptiness almost overwhelmed her.

  Falling forward on weak arms, Cat lowered herself to the mattress and closed her eyes. As fantastic as the sex was, there was still something missing. What possessed her to do this?

  Soft footsteps padded away. Murmuring voices, too quiet to catch actual words, teased her hearing. Rustle of clothes, the gentle growl of a zipper ... clues that she's soon be left alone.

  The snick of the doorknob was followed by the click of the door closing. Tears stung the inside of her eyelids.

  "Don't go to sleep on me yet,” Ritter's voice startled her eyes open.

  "You're still here.” Stupid stating the obvious.

  Standing near the bed with his hard cock, sans condom, jutting toward the ceiling, Ritter laughed. “I'm not finished with you yet."

  "Gunter?"

  "He always rushes things. I'm not quite so ... how do you say ... quick on the draw?” His sexy smile only enhanced the attractive cadence of his German accented English. “Come here...” He held out a hand.

  Cat crawled off the bed. Her nakedness made her more self-conscious now than earlier in the heat of passion. Warm arms wrapped around her, hands sliding down her back to her ass. Soft lips brushed hers.

  "You don't normally do this, do you?” he whispered. “Sell your ... services..."

  Cat closed her eyes as a flush crept up her chest and face. “No.” She exhaled slowly. “How could you tell?"