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The Hotel Dinner By Slowhand Luke

*It's been seven hours and sixteen days* *Since you took your love
away*

Music played softly.  The lights in the hotel restaurant were low, the
murmur of conversation muted.  Sarah pushed a stray lock of hair
behind her ear and smiled at her companions.  The food on her fork was
delicious.  The subtly spiced cashew roast was cooked to perfection,
seeming to melt over her tongue as she allowed her palate to savour
the exotic taste.  The accompanying vegetables were perfectly al
dente, giving just the right amount of 'bite' to encourage her
appetite.

Sipping a rich Hungarian Merlot, she felt the alcoholic warmth spread
through her limbs, and recalled the look on the wine steward's face
when James had ordered it..  The pinch-faced steward had obviously
been horrified to serve such an inexpensive wine, but James had
insisted it was excellent, and he had been right.  Looking up once
more, Sarah could scarcely believe that Kate had stood the three of
them up. Not that Kate was ultra-reliable by habit, but she was not
usually the type to pass up the opportunity to dine in rich
surroundings with two wealthy, eligible handsome men.

And James and Alex were certainly handsome.  Dressed in near-identical
black tuxedos, they could almost have been brothers, their chisselled,
tanned features were so similar.   But while Alex's dark eyes were
piercing and intense, James had a relaxed countenance, and the floppy
brown fringe of hair which kept falling over his face gave him an
almost boyish appearance.  That impression was only heightened by the
dimples which appeared in his cheeks whenever he smiled at Sarah, the
way he was doing now.  Sarah thought of how easily he had dealt with
the wine steward, and wondered how Ian would have coped in the same
situation.

Ian.  That was not a good thought.  She struggled to swallow a piece
of food which suddenly stuck in her throat.

*I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant,* *See whomever I
choose....*

Alex leant forward solicitously.  "Sarah?  Are you alright?"

"Oh, yes," she managed , "it's nothing.  I just..."

"Shh," Alex said.  "It's ok, Kate told us ~ there's no need to
explain."

Sarah wondered exactly what Kate had told them, but was relieved not
to have to try to put her thoughts into words.  

"Come," Alex said, rising gracefully from his chair and extending his
hand.  "Come and dance for a while."

Sarah glanced across at James.  He was supposed to have been her
'date' for the evening, after all.  But James just smiled that boyish
smile, and nodded.  "Go ahead," he said.  "I'll claim a dance later on
~ if you'll allow me."

Sarah smiled gratefully.  Conversation was just too much effort right
now, and she felt the need to lose herself in the music.  Taking
Alex's hand, she followed him to the small, deserted dance floor.  His
fingers curled around hers and she was surprised by their colness.
His skin was smooth and soft, and her hand felt very small in his.
Reaching the dance floor, he drew her closer, keeping hold of her hand
and wrapping his other arm around her waist to place his hand on the
small of her back.

Sarah sighed, and they began to move in time.  There was space between
them, but  not  much, and she was very conscious of his body so close
to hers.  A tall, strong, graceful male frame.  She imagined she could
feel an energy emmanating from him as they danced.  
 

*But nothing compares,* *Nothing compares...*

Feeling the sadness welling up inside her again, Sarah dropped her
head forward against Alex's chest, and without speaking, or needing to
ask, he wrapped his arms more tightly around her, holding her closely,
comfortingly.  She was aware that her breasts pressed into his
smoothly muscled chest, and his crotch was against her belly, but he
was not erect, and this level of intimacy, which she would normally
have run away from with a virtual stranger, seemed strangely
appropriate.

After a couple more songs, during which they moved without speaking,
or needing to, James approached, taking Alex's place so smoothly that,
wrapped up inside as she was, Sarah was hardly aware of the
transition.  The body pressed against her now was equally tall, if a
little more slender, but James was more active in his comforting .  He
stoked her hair as they moved together, and murmured soft nothings in
her ear.  Sarah danced with her eyes closed, thoughts and memories
drifting easily through her mind as her consciousness was submerged in
sensation; the touch of James' body against hers, the gentle sway her
satin dress against her legs, the sound of the music consuming her
soul.

*Nothing compares,* *Nothing compares...*

She drank more than she usually would, and was feeling mellow and
relaxed by the time the restaurant bar closed.  But when James invited
her to join them for a nightcap, she knew that she was not ready to be
alone just yet.  They took the elevator to Alex and James' suite,
talking sotly of nothing much as they travelled.  The bell rang at
their floor, the doors opened and they tumbled out.   Alex opened the
door, sliding the key easily into the lock as James and Sarah stood
by, his arm around her waist.

They stepped in, and James chose some music, then took Sarah's hand
and led her to dance once more whilst Alex fixed drinks from the
minibar.  The suite was large enough for James and Sarah to move
easily, and she relaxed against his body once more, leaning into him
and allowing him to support her weight almost entirely.  His hands
moved over her back as they danced, and she sighed softly. 

 When he laid his hand gently on her buttock, the feel of his fingers
unmistakable through the thin material of her dress, she tensed for a
moment, then relaxed once more, enjoying the slow warmth that spread
outwards form his touch.  The tingling heat was mirrored in her loins
and she moaned a litle, moving against him, no longer caring whether
he could feel the hard shapes of her nipples pressing into him through
their clothing.  James moved his other hand down to her buttocks,
pulling her up against him, and she was suddenly aware of the shape of
his erection pressing insistently against her.  She looked up into his
face, his eyes smiling and questioning, his mouth soft and sensual.
Then, abandoning herself to the moment, she kissed him.

The kiss lasted an age.  Their tongues wound around each other slowly,
sensuously, and their hips ground together in an increasingly erotic
motion.   Sarah ran her fingers down from James' shoulders to the
small, firm pads of his buttocks.  Her nails dug in a little, and  he
shivered in response.  Desire rose within her, pure and uncomplicated.
This was a man she liked, though there was no thought in her mind of
love.  His actions thus far suggested he could give her all that she
needed, and right now that *was* all she needed.

Then she sensed another presence, close behind her.  Alex.  She froze,
her hands still curling clawlike against James' ass.  Her breath
stopped in her throat as she realised just *how* close Alex was.  The
heat of his body was tangible against her skin, and his breath was
loud in her ear.  Then he leaned forward, his lips brushing softly
against the back of her neck.  The uncertainty flooded from her as her
body trembled in respoonse.  She moaned, more loudly than before, and
pulled James hard against her once more.

Alex's hands alighted on Sarah's waist, and he began to place
deliberate kisses on her neck and shoulders, his mouth feeling vital
and alive against her skin.  He moved still closer, and she felt the
heat of his crotch brushing against the cheeks of her ass.  James
moved his hands, running them up the sides of her body before lightly
cupping her breasts, his thumbs moving achingly over her taut nipples.
As he shifted back to give himself room, Sarah allowed her hands to
drift around his hips to his crotch.  Feeling her way, she found the
shape of his erection through the pants of his tux.  It was long and
thick, and her loins jolted at the thought of having it inside her.
She felt of a little of the liquid poolingat her core escape to
trickle down her inner thigh.  It was time to lose some clothing.

As if reading her mind, Alex's hands moved to the zip at the top of
her dress.He pulled it down slowly, the teeth parting with a drawn-out
"zzzzzzzpp".  James's hands abandoned her breasts for a moment, to
push the dress off her shoulders.  She wore no bra and his eyes
fastened directly onto the creamy flesh of her breasts and the angry
pink tips of her nipples.  Then he leaned forwards, fastening his lips
around her left breast.  He suckled strongly, drawing as much of the
soft mound into his mouth as he could, his tongue laving across her
nipple at the same time.  Sarah gasped, throwing her head back as
searing waves of pleasure swept through her body.  Her breast was just
too large to fit entirely between James' lips, and he brought one hand
up to squeeze the base of it, intensifying the sensation for her.

Working swiftly, Alex tugged Sarah's dress down past her hips and
thighs, leaving her wearing just her shoes and panties.  She knew the
height of her heels would be accentuating the shape of her buttocks
and,  the alcohol making her bold, she wiggled them sexily at him as
the dress fell to the floor.  Alex muttered something inaudible, and,
squatting behind her, ran his hands up from the backs of her thighs to
her ass.  

"I think this may be an appropriate moment to move through to the
bedroom," James suggested.  Sarah murmured her assent, and stepped out
of the dress, following James' lead towards a  door in the back of the
room.  Alex did not follow immediately, and she was aware of his gaze
lingering on her back and ass.  Deliberately, she exaggerated the sway
of her hips, feeling proud that her body could  evoke such a response.
She wondered for a moment what James had meant by 'the' bedroom.
Surely there was more than one?

On the other hand, she considered, the two men did seem to be very
relaxed in a sexual situation together... more so than she would have
expected.  Perhaps they....  she let her mind linger.  The thought of
these two attractive men being sexual with each other was a
fascinating one, whether it was true or not.  She imagined them
holding, touching each other, imagined those two sensual male mouths
meeting in a kiss.  Perversly, she found that the thought excited her.
But then why not?  If men could fantasise about two women together,
why should it not work the other way.  She resolved to explore this
thought more fully at a later day.  For the moment, her attention was
caught by the sight of James slowly removing his clothing for her.

As he shrugged out of his jacket and shirt, she saw that his physique,
while slender, was lithe and trimly muscled.  His every movement was
elegant, like a dancer, and the sheer sensuality of his body excited
her.  His hips were slim, and as he shimmied out of his pants and
boxer shorts, she saw that her initial assessment of the his erection
had been correct.  Whilst by no means a monster of a prick, it was
pleasingly long and thick, the surface unusually smooth and unveined.
That impression of smoothness was enhanced by the fact that he was
uncircumcised.  The whole thing was upright and looked very hard, and
leaned very slightly to the left.  Sarah noticed with surprise that
most of his pubic hair had been shaved off, leaving just a small
triangle pointing down to his erection.  The rest of his shaft and
balls were bare.

After allowing Sarah a short time to take in the sight of his cock,
James turned to climb onto the bed.  His buttocks flexed as he crawled
onto it on his hands and knees.  His ass looked implicitly on offer,
and Sarah wondered again about his sexuality.  Then he tumbled over
onto his back, letting her see the front of his torso again.  He
grinned that boyish grin again, and spread his arms beckoningly.

Sarah took a deep breath, hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her
panties, and skinned them down to her ankles, enjoying the look on
James' face as she straightened again, allowing his eyes to take in
her full beauty.  She had always been proud of her body, and if the
recent episode with Ian had dented her self confidence for a while,
the alcohol and the attention of these two gorgeous men had been
enough to restore that loss.  She felt a twinge of conscience at that
thought of Ian, but it was brushed from her mind as she wondered
whether Alex had been standing in the doorway, watching her buttocks
as she had bent forwards to remove her flimsy undergarment, and
getting a free flash of her sex into the bargain.

Deliberately not looking round, she approached the bed and climbed on
board.  Feeling lust suffuse her, she ran her lips up the length of
Jame's legs.  She paused to kiss his inner thighs, then slipped his
cock briefly into her mouth. James groaned loudly, and his flesh
pulsed under her tongue.  Not wanting to wait, she abandoned his cock
and continued to kiss her way up across his stomache and chest to his
lips, pausing only to tease his nipples a little with her tongue.

James' hands tangled in her hair, and when her lips met his, his
tongue thrust out taking possession of her mouth more forcefully than
he had done earlier on.  She moaned into his mouth, loving his
passion.  He rolled her over, landing heavily on top of her and
contiuing the kiss.  Lips, tongues and teeth worked together to lift
and arouse her senses, and his hands moved freely over her body,
touching her breasts, her stomache, the sides of her body and finally
brushing over her soft pubic hair.

Almost as soon as his fingers were tangling in the coarse hair, his
mouth left hers and the breath exploded from her.  The blood was
racing through her veins, and her excitement was not diminished any
when he began kissing his way down over the soft hillocks of her
breasts and further, down past her stomache to her sex.  His tongue
brushed lightly over her labia, the first direct contact they had
received all evening, and the pleasure was almost too intense.  The
soft pink lips fell apart like petals, and the moisture trapped behind
them flooded out.  The tantalising tongue followed it down, cleaning
the clear liquid from her inner thigh before returning to her sex.

Sarah could feel her clit swelling and the heat building within her,
but James made no move to touch the tiny, aching bud.  Just as she
thought she could not bear this exquisite teasing any longer, a
fingertip landed on top of the hood softly like a butterfly's kiss.
She gasped and moaned, orgasm trmoring through her body in an instant.
James' tongue remained within her for the duration of her pleasure,
and she could feel her soft walls clenching and grasping at it as he
hled it still and rigid inside her.

"Oh God," she said, "oh GOD, sooo good..."

"Shh," James whispered, placing a glistening fingertip on her lips.
The scent of her own sex drifted up to her nostrils, and her tongue
moved out almost on its own accord to taste the clear fluid.
Suddenly, she was aware of the emptiness within her.  


"Please," she moaned, "please, I need you.. need something..."

James' face appeared above hers, smiling into her eyes, and she felt
him gently nudging her knees apart with his thighs.  As his lips met
hers once more, she felt his hand parting her labia, and the head of
his cock pushing blindly forward into her sex.  His girth stretched
her inner walls, and her hands grasped at his buttocks, pulling him
further inside.  She moaned loudly as he slipped easily further and
fruther into her body.  Hes flesh was warm inside her, smoothly
lubricated with both of their juices, and she wrapped her legs around
his, hugging him to her.

On impulse, she ran a single finger along the crease of his ass, and
was rewarded with a moaning shiver when it brushed past the small,
tight hole of his ass.  He had started pumping in  earnest now, his
hips rising and falling rhythmically above her, and a light sheen of
perspiration coated his skin.  Moving her finger teasingly around the
rim of his asshole, she gradually lubricated it with his sweat.  Then,
pressing forward slowly, to be sure it was what he wanted, she pushed
it in, gently but firmly overcoming the resistance of his muscles.

James groaned, kissing her fiercly as her finger probed deeper inside
him.  He slowed his movements,  resting deep inside her whilst
rotating his hips back against her finger.  This movement took his
erection to previously untouched places inside her, and ground her
clit between their pubic bones.  He leaned forward to kiss her neck,
then turned to whisper in her ear.  "Oh, yeah, go on... stick your
finger in my ass, it feels *wonderful*..."

Sarah obeyed, beginning to move her finger in and out of him more
rapidly.  His muscles fought her at first, and she was fascinated with
the feeling of his sphincter clinging desperately to her finger.
Then, as she worked, she felt him relax until, spurred on by his
encouragements, she pushed a second finger in alongside the first.
That was it.  James cried out, his whole body tensing as he bucked his
hips, and his seed poured from him, flooding her sex.  A minor tremor
shook her, as her body responded to his.  She was aware, thoughthat
her pleasure was far from complete, and that she still needed more.
Sighing quietly, she carefully withdrew her fingers and waited for
James to soften inside her.

It didn't happen.  He lay on top of her for a while, breathing hard,
his cock lying perfectly still inside her as she luxuriated in the
feeling of being filled, then, unexpectedly, he began moving
again,starting over with the slow, erotic rhythm of their lovemaking.
This time, though, it was not enough for him to take her in a simple
missionary position.  Moving deliberately, with complete assurance, he
hooked first one, then the other of her knees over his arms, then up
onto his shoulders.  As he leaned into her, her legs were pushed back
onto her chest, squashing her breasts, and his cock was allowed even
freer access to her sex.  He plowed in, inch after endless inch
plunging relentlessly into her soft flesh until she thought she could
take no more.  Then he pushed in just a little bit more.  

Their crotches ground together as James satyed still, as deep inside
her as he could possibly go, the head of her cock making just the
lightest, trembling contact with the opening of her womb, and his
balls pressing itght against her ass.  Then he started fucking her
with short, determined strokes.  That was the only word for it.  His
expression was intense as he concentrated on giving her the exact
dept, pressure and speed she needed to ride towards bliss, and when
she got there, the little shudders running over her flesh, he kissed
her deeply, then rolled to one side, pulling her up on top of him.

The interruption startled her a little, and she was about to complain
when she realised that her pleasure had nopt been dispersed, but had
reached another plateau, from which it was building once more towadrs
an even higher plane.  She began to ride him, her thighs aching a
little with the effort of moving herself up and down on his rigid
tool. 
 

"Touch youself," James said, and without thinking she moved her hand
down to stroke her clitoris.  Her other hand pressed down on his
chest, taking more and more of her weight as she leaned forwards,
dangling her breasts towards him.  His hands came up almost
automatically to hlod them, feeling their weight, then squeezing and
stroking them.  He was gentler in his handling of them than Ian had
been, and she almost asked him to touch her more firmly, before
throwing the thought toone side, determined to enjoy this just for
what it was, without thinking about anyone else.  Her loins were
screaming out that she deserved that, at the very least.

Then she realised that she would have to think of at least one other
person as a pair of hands settled on her waist.  Alex!  In the heat of
her excitement, she had forgotten that he was still there, and
completely missed him entering the room and removing his clothing.
She knew that he must have done this, because she could feel his naked
cock pressing up against her back, smearing her skin with a sticky
trail of pre-cum..

"Alex -" she gasped, turning round to look at him, but his mouth
covered hers and whatever else she had been going to say was lost in
their kiss. Her mind was racing.  There was only one likely conclusion
to this situation, and she wasn't sure ifshe could handle it.  She was
so conscious of Alex's presence behind her that Jame's cock inside her
had almost become an adjunct to the main focus of her attention.  He
was lying perfectly still, his hands covering her breasts, breathing
deeply as he stared aup at her, attempting to assess her reaction.
 
Alex's hands settled on Sarah's shoulders, kneading and caressing.  He
pressed her gently forwards until she was resting on James' chest, and
his hands continued to work over her neck, shoulders and back.  James
shifted his hands to the sides of her face, and he kissed her
tenderly, the motions of his tongue soft and reassuring.

Sarah relaxed, allowing her full weight to rest upon James' chest.
Alex  sat above her, his thighs stsaddling her hips, and the stiff rod
of his erection resting between her buttocks.  Its heat felt good, and
she moved a little underneath him, her soft flesh surrounding his
arousal.  He removed his hands for a few seconds, and when they
returned to her skin, they were coated in a warm oil.

Moving in sensual circles, Alex worked the oil into Sarah's taut
muscles.  Beginning at her shoulders, he smoothed it down over her
shoulderblades, over the small of her back and further down to the
tops of her buttocks.  Her muscles melted to his touch as he found
every spot of tension and stress, soothing them all with small,
insistent motions.   SHe even felt her inner muscles relax around
James' cock, which had lost some of it's stiffness inside her.  Still
hard, it no longer throbbed with the same urgency as before, and she
guessed that  he had reached a similar plateau to her own.

Then Alex shifted his weight back, and his hands moved lower still,
massaging her buttocks fully and slipping down between her thighs to
brush against the lips of her sex.  She guessed that he couldn't have
helped but make contact with James' cock as he did this, where it
entered her body.  If he had done, neither of them seemed even
slightly fazed by the contact., and once more she allowed her mind to
dance around the image of the two of them together, imagining Alex's
slim fingers wrapping around James' shaft just as tenderly as the were
touching her own flesh.

Those fingers stole up the creaase of her ass, and she whimpered as
one fingertip made contact with her tight anus.  James' hands slid
down to her flanks, stroking her buttocks soothingly.  He kissed her
cheek and looked deep into her eyes.  "Do you want this?" he asked.

Sarah hesitated.  She and Ian had done this, had ... but this wasn't
about Ian, this was about her, and she had certainly never had
intercourse both ways at the same time before.  But Alex's finger
slowly stirring oil into the sensitive ring felt good, and the alcohol
was making her feel bold, adventurous.  James throbbed inside her, and
her decision was made.  Biting her lip, she looked into his eyes and
nodded slowly.  At that moment, Alex's finger slid into her ass, and
she could feel her soft membranes  being pressed between the finger
and James' unmoving member.

Working slowly, Alex began to move his finger in and out of her ass.
Sarah sighed with an unexpected pleasure as  two sets of nerves were
stimulated.  Very slightly at first, then more strongly, she began
pressing back against Alex's finger, driving it deeper into her ass,
then revelling in the odd sensation of her muscles being pulled in the
wrong direction as the finger withdrew.  Rocking back and forth, she
rode up onto James' cock as the finger withdrew. Then, just as she was
really beginning to enjoy the sensation, a second finger joined the
first, and her muscles were pulled in unbelievable directions.

"Oh, God!" she gasped,  "That's just soo - AH!"

"More?" James asked her, his eyes intense.

"Mmmm," she moaned.  "Yes, God - more!"

A third finger slipped into her ass, pushing the oil deep inside her.
This was almost too much, and Sarah was amazed to find herself bucing
her hips and writhing onto Alex's hand.  That was enough for him, and
he steadily withdrew his fingers all the way and positioned the tip of
his erection at the now loose, relaxed opening of her ass instead.
James ' hands gripped her buttocks, seperating them gently to
facilitate his entry.

As he pressed in, Sarah was surprised to realise just how soft the
head of his cock was.   While the shaft was rigid, the head itself
remained pliable, and it squashed rather than forced its way inside
her.  A few, tense moments of concentration and gentle pressure, and
then he was well on his way inside,.  Sarah swallowed hard, astounded
by the dual sensation of fullness.  With the two thick cocks deep
inside her, she knew that they must be able to feel each other moving
inside her, even though James was actually moving very little.

Sarah was encased in flesh, Alex's weight on top of her, James'
passive flesh underneath, both of their warm bodies surrounding her.
She imagined that this must be how a cock  feels, enveloped in the
warm, comforting flesh of the receptive female sex.   After a few
seconds' pause, Alex began moving in and out of Sarah's ass in
earnest.  The pulling, grinding pressure churned her up inside, and
she ground her hips down hard onto James' cock, biting down onto his
shoulder as she tried  without success to stifle her moans..  The
pressure was so great that the situation could not last long.  

Fortunately, the tightness of his confinement was bringing Alex
rapidly to the edge, while James and Sarah had been hovering near the
brink for so long that it was going to take very little for either of
them to explode.  As Alex's strokes increased in pace, James was
gasping and panting for breath, his hands gripping alternately at
Sarah's and Alex's buttocks, clawing at her flesh, then pulling his
friend down into her.

That extra stimulation was too much for Alex, and he cried out as
Sarah felt his shaft tighten, and his seed spurt out into her ass.
The constriction was so great that she felt his  orgasm more clearly
than she had ever done before.  Throwing her head back with an almost
feral cry, she howled out her own release.  Her fingers dug into
Jame's chest, and his eruption followed close behind .

Afterwards, when their gasping breaths had returned to normal, and
Alex had slowly, carefully extricated himself, the lay together, the
three of them on that one bed, their arms wound around each other.  In
seconds, bith James and Alex fell asleep, and Sarah lay awake,
thinking.  She eremembered how Ian would stay and talk with her,
joking softly about the ridiculousness of sex, of life of people.  She
missed his voice, and their song echoed round her head.

*Nothing compares* *Nothing compares* *To you.*


The End

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