Sean stumbled back from his dinner, wasted and reeking of bourbon. He barely made it to the bed before collapsing face-first into the pillows. I watched him momentarily, my body still buzzing from my encounter with Rick earlier that day. As Sean snored softly, I stood there and considered my options. I slipped into a robe the hotel provided, plush and white, not even bothering to tie it properly. Tiptoeing out of our room, I looked both ways down the eerily quiet hallway before making my way next door.

I knocked softly on Rick’s door. He opened it, a sexy grin plastered across his face. The room was dark, and quiet besides Rick's roommate’s soft snores from the other bed. Rick wasted no time, he pulled me in, shut the door, and pinned me against it. His fingers found my wet slit instantly, and I bit my lip to keep from crying out as he fingered me hard, his tongue invading my mouth. He was only in boxers, and his cock poked out through the opening.

I couldn’t help but push against his hand, my juices soaking his fingers. Rick’s other hand gripped my hair, pulling my head back so he could lick and suck on my neck. The roughness of his touch made my knees weak. I bit my lip to keep from moaning when he pushed a second finger inside me, curling both to hit that sweet spot that made me see stars.

“God, you’re so fucking wet,” Rick growled against my neck. “You’ve been thinking about this all day, haven’t you?”

“Yes,” I gasped into his ear. “I couldn’t stop thinking about your cock.”

He chuckled, withdrawing his fingers and bringing them to my lips. I opened my mouth, sucking his fingers clean, tasting myself on his skin. The salty, musky flavor tasted like pure sin. Rick’s eyes were more accustomed to the dark so he took my hand and led me to the bed.

We slipped under the covers, moving carefully to avoid waking his roommate. I straddled Rick, wincing slightly as I lowered myself onto his thick cock, still sore from our earlier slam fucking. I could feel every inch of him stretching me, his large head stimulating parts of me Sean never could. The bed creaked with my movements, and I gave up trying to keep quiet.

Rick’s roommate stirred, and I froze, but Rick bucked his hips, urging me to keep going. I rode him slowly at first, my body adjusting to his size. I heard the unmistakable sound of his roommate jerking off. My pussy clenched around Rick’s cock, and I looked over, meeting his roommate’s stare. The guy was watching us, his hand moving fast on his own dick. Instead of being embarrassed, I felt encouraged. I started to ride Rick harder, lifting and slamming myself down on his cock, feeling him massaging my spine from the inside.

Rick yanked the sheet off us, exposing my naked body to the room. His hands gripped my ass, spreading my cheeks wide as I ground down on him, making small circular motions with my hips. I felt his balls slap against my asshole with each thrust he threw up into me. The sound was filthy, a mix of our bodies colliding and my wetness squelching around his cock. Rick’s roommate groaned, his eyes glued to the sight of me fucking like a whore.

“I'm going to use you whenever I want the rest of this trip,” Rick growled, his voice low and rough. “Do you understand me?”

“Yes,” I moaned, barely able to form words. “Fuck yes.”

I felt my orgasm building, the coil in my tummy contracting tightly. Rick’s roommate was panting, his hand a blur on his dick. Rick whispered that he was close, and I started to lift off him, but he held me down.

“I’m snipped, baby. Let me cum in you.”

The thought of him filling me up was too much. I moaned, slid down on him as he held me still, resting on his balls. I felt his cock throb, then the hot rush of his cum filling me.

Rick’s roommate finished with a grunt, his hand slowing down as he shot his load onto his stomach. I leaned down and kissed Rick, our tongues tangling as I felt his cum leak out of me. He gave my tits one last suck before I climbed off him, my legs shaking. I got dressed quickly, blowing Rick’s roommate a kiss before sneaking back to my room.

I hurried to the toilet and could still feel Rick’s cum dripping out of me as I went to the bathroom. I sat on the bowl, pushing his seed mixed with my own juices out of my cheating hole. I cleaned up as best I could, then crawled back into bed beside Sean. Just as I was about to pass out, Sean turned over and spooned me, his hard cock pressing against my ass. The alcohol must have been wearing off, but he was still pretty out of it.

I felt a pang of guilt, but the arousal from earlier hadn’t faded. I pulled my panties down to my knees and bent forward, presenting my pussy to him. He clumsily entered me, his thrusts erratic and uncoordinated. It only took about ten strokes before he shuddered and came inside me, adding his load to the mix.

Now, with two men’s cum inside me, I was on fire. Sean passed out again, and I reached down, rubbing my clit. I was super sensitive, the mixture of cum making my lips slick. I masturbated next to my passed-out boyfriend, and it didn’t take long for me to finish, a subdued shiver punctuating my release. Finally, I drifted off to sleep, my mind swirling with the day's memories.

I awoke the next morning feeling sticky and sore. Sean was still snoring beside me, oblivious to the night’s events. I slipped out of bed and went to the bathroom, needing to clean up again. As I sat on the toilet, more of Sean and Rick’s cum dripped out of me, and I couldn’t help but smile.

I showered, letting the hot water wash away the remnants of the night before. I scrubbed my skin, but the feeling of Rick’s hands, his mouth, his cock, was branded on me. I could still feel him inside me, the way he filled me to the point of it almost hurting. The thought made me wet all over again.

After my shower, I dressed and joined Sean for breakfast. He was groggy and still hungover but in a surprisingly good mood. We made small talk, but my mind was elsewhere. I kept glancing around the dining room, waiting for Rick to walk in and seduce me again when Sean left...