I’m not sure how it all came about, but the logistics were incredible to overcome, yet three people found themselves in the same country, city, hotel, and all with the same agenda.

Pleasure.

The knock on Rich’s hotel room was gentle at first, but when there was no answer, Martin rapped his knuckles on the door again, wondering if he had got the time wrong, or worse, the other two were already engaged.

Rich opened the door with a broad smile, followed by an outstretched hand, which quickly became a cautious hug. The offer of a shot of whisky was welcomed.

“I thought Marianne would be here already?” asked Martin.

“Running late,” Rich replied. “Something to do with work. Unavoidable delay, I’m afraid, but she should be here soon.”

A casual conversation ensued. While both men had chatted online, this was their first meeting in the flesh, as it would be for all three of them. Neither of them could believe this was happening, that they had managed to arrange such a meeting. The Alvear Art Hotel, in the centre of Buenos Aires, was an ideal location. The décor was plush, as you’d expect. The walk-in shower was just perfect, as was the bed, which would comfortably accommodate three people. Not for sleeping, though, there was no way these three people were going to sleep in that room.

It was only a short time before the two men started to plot their way through the afternoon, with both of them inventing new and wonderful ways to pleasure Marianne.

“Do you think she’s plotting on the bus here?” asked Martin.

“Probably,” Rich replied. “Though I’d imagine she’s swearing at all the people who are delaying her journey.”

“I reckon she’s going to leave a wet patch on the seat when she eventually gets off the bus,” Martin added.

He was probably right. At that moment, both Martin and Rich bent down and removed their socks and shoes. It was one of those unsaid acts that always caused awkwardness in the heat of the moment. Better safe than sorry.

The knock on the door was loud.

They both looked at each other, and both men inhaled deeply. Rich answered the door. He didn’t have time to step aside. Marianne’s arms were around his neck, and her tongue was pushing into his mouth in a frenzied attack. He stepped backwards to try to keep his balance.

Martin watched from down the corridor as Marianne rotated her body, slowly prising herself from Rich and heading for Martin. The same quick attack occurred as Rich shut the door.

Marianne eventually wrapped both arms around the two guys, pulling them close to her, and, while brimming with excitement, started hopping from one foot to the other. Then it dawned on her.

“How come you two are still dressed?” she asked.

“We were waiting for you,” said Rich.

Martin started to unbutton his shirt, and Rich followed suit. Marianne looked from one to the other, smiling profusely, and watched. Her smile broadened with every garment that was lost. Shirts were removed, and trousers dropped to the floor, leaving both men in their underpants.

Marianne’s eyes flicked from one groin to the other, watching their cocks pulse and inflate slowly. There was one sure way to accelerate that process. She pulled at the bottom edge of her top and lifted it over her head, throwing it on the bed before wiggling her shoulders, causing her breasts to shake and wobble. Both men’s mouths opened in amazement. After hooking her thumbs into her skirt, she dropped it to the floor and stepped out of it.

Braless and knickerless, that defined Marianne perfectly. She was certainly dressed for pleasure.

“Off,” she said, pointing to the two men and shaking a finger of each hand in the direction of the floor. In unison, Martin and Rich dropped their pants to the floor. One erection, Rich’s, stood out more than the other, but that would surely be rectified later.

She sidled up to both men and gently grasped their cocks, letting out a long sigh at the feel of them. Her nipples were erect and eager to be touched. She had seen their cocks in pictures, hard and soft, and she had imagined stroking, sucking, and pumping them with her hand. Imagination had now come to an end, and here she was with them both. She let her body flow between both men, allowing a hand of each of them to cup her beautiful breasts and squeeze them. She felt as if she were in a dream state. Her pussy gushed at the thought of what was about to happen.

Rich whispered in Marianne’s ear and broke the embrace. He headed off to the shower while Martin slid a hand down over her stomach and onto her smooth mound. His finger slid southward, his other hand steadying her by clenching her ample bottom. He kissed her shoulder to the moans of pleasure. How often had he imagined doing this to Marianne? He wanted to push her into the chair that stood near the window, spread her legs wide and devour her sex with his mouth.

The shower started up. Marianne pushed Martin in the direction of the shower as she had been told to do. By the time he reached it, Rich was soaping himself up. His chest, thighs and more importantly, his cock were all lathered up. Martin stepped inside. There was only one way to go, and that was towards Rich’s hands, which were full of gel. He splashed it on and started making suds on Martin’s chest. By the time Martin was close, Rich’s hands were stroking a different cock.

Both men looked into each other’s eyes, wondering how quickly this scenario would get out of hand. It didn’t take long, as they both knew this would happen. Far too many naughty thoughts passed over the World Wide Web while they chatted.

It didn’t take long before the frotting began. Rich’s hand was soon stroking both cocks at the same time while Martin looked down at the wonderful sight of hard, erect rods being coerced into a pair of fighting and thrusting swords. He nodded, wanting to use his hand too.

Fingers wrapped around Martin’s chest and found his nipples when Marianne stepped into the shower behind them. She pinched and flicked at them, knowing full well that he loved them to be teased, flicked and played with.

The feeling of Martin’s nipples being used and abused, and his cock being stroked alongside another, with large, firm breasts crashing into his back, put him in a heightened state of pleasure. He swayed left to right to feel the full swell of Marianne’s breasts on his back.

He looked up into Rich’s eyes. It was something that he had never done before and something he desperately wanted to do, though unsure as to whether Rich would agree. Still, the question appeared on Martin’s lips and pushed past them to form words.

“Can I kiss you?”

For a moment, there was only the sound of running water. It was as if everyone had stopped breathing. The almost silent shower room suddenly erupted into sound, not from Martin or Rich, but from Marianne.

“Quiero verte besarlo (I want to watch you kiss him),” she said, her words directed at Rich. “Me calentaría mucho (That would be so hot),” she added in her native language. It just seemed appropriate because she knew they wouldn’t understand the words, but they would get the meaning.

The day was all about pleasure, not a threesome, not fucking, not sucking, but pure pleasure. And if kissing brought Marianne pleasure, then so be it.

Rich leaned forward. Both men rolled their heads in circles as they kissed, gradually probing each other’s mouths until their tongues were battling with each other. At that moment, tongues and frotting cocks became alive. One of Marianne’s hands reached across to pinch Rich’s nipple while squeezing Martin’s with the other. Her needy sex slipped over Martin’s thigh. Hands were exploring everything they could.

Marianne groaned as she watched. A whispered, “Fuck!” left her mouth as she shook her head at the scene before her, wishing it were her being kissed by both of them at the same time. She let them have their moment of togetherness.

It was Martin who pushed back, causing Marianne’s hand to lose contact with Rich’s nipple. He turned to the side, his cock slipping from Rich’s hands and losing contact with the hard member it had become friends with. A hand on Marianne’s ass pushed her forward, and she suddenly found herself to be the centre of attention, not that she was a stranger to that feeling.

Martin pushed his cock downwards to slide between the groove of Marianne’s ass while his hands came to rest on her waist. They weren’t there long before they cupped her breasts and gave her nipples the same treatment that he had received. Marianne reached for the dick in front of her, her head pointing downwards as she looked at her hand sliding over it. It was mesmerising. She wanted to sink to her knees and suck on the bulbous head, but she had no room to manoeuvre.

Rich’s hands wrapped around her to cup the cheeks of her ass, sandwiching all three of them together. When Marianne put her arms around Rich’s waist, his cock reared up against her belly, and Martin couldn’t help but lower his hand for a quick squeeze now and then while he continued fondling her tits. How he loved the feel of another man’s cock in his hand. His mouth would have to wait.

The three of them writhed together for what seemed like ages, the water plummeting down relentlessly. At that moment, Marianne had switched from voyeur to active participant. Her body was squashed between two virulent men, their cocks probing her front and back end. Her breasts and ass were squeezed and pleasured. The kisses started on her shoulder and then on her lips. It was a rhythmic frenzy of bodies, hands were everywhere, on cocks, on pussy, on breasts and ass. Her whole body was alive and kicking its way to a well-earned orgasm.

Marianne’s hands soon wrapped around Rich’s neck, and in a swift motion, he lifted her. His cock was eager to slip into her pussy. Marianne’s legs wrapped around his torso, his hands holding her as best he could from under her thighs before Martin stepped forward to assist them.

“Oh fuck!” Marianne cried, nodding her head in approval.

Rich’s cock had slipped right inside her. All the way inside her beautiful body. She tried wriggling her body, but all the hands holding her prevented too much movement. Her eyes opened wide. She had felt it once and now again. Probing her holes, waiting for its turn, and then it happened. Another cock slipped into her ass.

Martin hadn’t contemplated pushing his cock into her; it just found its way, aided by her soapy body. Martin let out a loud groan when his cock found her anus. It happened moments after she was lifted and just as she was being penetrated by Rich. Marianne’s mouth opened wide as she relaxed into their bodies.

And there she was, suddenly steeped in penetrative pleasure from both dicks. It was Martin who had the freedom to move the most; his body rocked to and fro and provided the thrust into her ass. The force pushed Marianne against Rich, causing his cock to slide out and back in when she returned to her resting state.

The pleasure was unbearable. It was everything she had wanted, dreamed of, and fantasised about. She thought it would have happened on the bed, but the shower, with full body contact from both men, went far beyond her wildest dreams.

“Yes, fuck me, fuck me,” she moaned, her arms hanging around Rich’s neck for dear life. She couldn’t help but grind against their bodies, making it harder for them to hold her in place, but they did, until Marianne moaned that she was cumming. Expletives flowed out of her mouth like the water running over their bodies.

It was all about the pleasure. The sheer act of three people enjoying each other’s bodies to the full extent.

“Fuck she’s good,” Martin gasped into Marianne’s shoulder, his lips quivering, and trying his best to prevent the ultimate from happening. But her ass was just too tight, too fucking gorgeous for him to prevent anything. She practically sucked his dick inside on every thrust. Her words only made his emotions flare up, and the need to fill her ass with his cum was paramount. It was one of those moments that he wanted to last forever, and never stop. A moment in time when he wished he had that camera to video the whole event. But it was over too quickly. Her tight ass had other ideas.

Rich wasn’t faring any better. His sensitive dick felt every contour, every brush of her insides. The friction around his shaft pumped him to an orgasm he would have wanted to delay. Her breasts pushing into his chest only made the situation worse. It didn’t help that both men could feel each other’s stiff rods through the thinnest of membranes.

It was the depravity of the whole act that brought all three of them off. The sight of her gorgeous body bouncing and rocking between the two men, her words of depravity and the moans and groans of pleasure that pushed them to the brink. Occasionally, the men would come down from their peak as they struggled to hold Marianne in a comfortable position, but Marianne just continued to climb higher and higher. One orgasm after the other coursed through her body, each bringing an extra shot of energy that caused her whole body to shake and shiver.

The fucking was relentless.

“Cum. Please cum in me. Both of you,” she moaned. She wanted to feel them spurt into her. It would have been a shame to allow all that creaminess to flow down the drain, and besides, she knew how much Martin liked to lick pussy after it had been filled with vitamin D.

She had planned to get them to shoot inside her, then have a quick wipe down, head for the bed and open her legs as an invite to first-come, first-served.

The tightness of her ass proved too much. Martin couldn’t hold back, and he pushed as hard as he could, grunting with each thrust and willing himself to stay hard, but there was no returning from the inevitability of ejaculation. His last thrust saw him bury his dick deep in her ass and hold her steady while he unloaded the contents of his balls into her. It was such a perfect conclusion for both of them.

That simple act made Marianne grin. “Yes, one down,” she declared. "You're next, handsome,” she added, looking into Rich’s eyes and seeing him struggle to keep his composure. Marianne decided to play with his mind.

“Fuck me. Come on, shove that dick in my pussy and give me everything you’ve got.”

Martin did his best to help hold Marianne in place as Rich’s fucking became wilder. His dick had softened and plopped out of her ass, and without it inside her, he was in a losing battle with the slipperiness caused by the water.

“Marianne tightened the grip with her legs, pulled on Rich’s neck and started to fuck him back. The change of position caused his knob to continuously brush the insides of her juicy cunt.

“That’s it,” she declared, “now give it to me, you fucker.”

Give it to her, he did. He had to. There was no relief from the new sensations that rubbed furiously at his sensitive knob. Marianne let out a resounding cry of joy as she felt him spurt. Her rash behaviour caused her to slip, caused Rich’s cock to slide from her pussy and caused her to quickly unwrap her heels from around his back to stand before she fell. Martin caught her just in time and helped lower her to the floor.

Determined that no spunk would be lost to the environment, Martin was quick on his knees, slipping his mouth over Rich’s cock and sucking the remaining cream down.

“You bastard!” exclaimed Marianne, seeing how quick Martin had been to clean up the mess.

Giggles followed soon after. Rich moaned as the full force of a sucking mouth engulfed his sensitive prick. Balls were squeezed, and the thought of a finger up Rich’s ass ran wildly through Marianne’s mind. But all Marianne could do was step from the shower, with her legs shaking, dry herself quickly and head for plan B.

It was just the start. The precursor to the main event, and with three orgasms under her belt, Marianne was firmly in the pleasure park. She had no intention of relinquishing her lead on orgasms either.

Both men appeared from the shower, cocks swaying from side to side. Their eyes feasted on Marianne on the bed, legs wide, fingers slipping over her pussy, dipping in to retrieve what spunk had made it into her body before licking it off her fingers. She looked in their direction, biting her lip.

“¿Qué esperan, ustedes dos?  ¿Una invitación? (What are you two waiting for? an invite?)," she asked.