Alessandra
What a fucking awesome night.
I turn over in bed and smile as I stretch hard and long. Both James and Mattheo are still sleeping on either side of me. I lie still and wonder how they feel about last night and if they would share those feelings with me.
Boy, they really worked me over.
I feel my pussy, and unsurprisingly she’s still wet and tender from all the sex. She isn't really used to that much action. I smile to myself and look out the porthole.
Shock takes root in me as I realize that we’re basically in the same place, because someone had the common sense to moor the yacht last night.
My phone buzzes and I check to see who it is. My friend leaves me a message, knowing full well that I partied hard last night and am probably still sleeping it off.
Last night. Hmm…
Heat rises to my cheeks as I recall the images of last evening invading my mind.
I hear the rustle of the sheets behind me, and then a hand on my arm. James is awake, and he sits up, kissing me.
"I’m sorry, but I have to go," his eyes drop, and he rubs my arm, kissing my shoulder.
"I understand."
"I just have a meeting that I can't miss this morning," he says, sliding his legs off the bed, looking for his clothes.
He scans the room, and after picking up his articles of clothing, he disappears into the bathroom to change. When he returns, he smiles and leans down, kissing my cheek.
"See you later?" he whispers.
"Absolutely," I respond, kissing him back.
He leaves quietly and I lay back down for a moment, remembering the touch of his hands and how tender he was at times.He is so romantic.
I turn to look at Mattheo, and his eyes flutter open. I smile over at him, and he gently caresses my cheek and leans in for a kiss.
"What did you feel last night?" he asks me point-blank.
I smile at him playfully and wink.
"You mean besides your big cock thrusting into me? Or eating me out and finger fucking me?" I blink back differing thoughts and images in my mind before I open my mouth again. "Well, I enjoyed everything last night- with both of you."
"Anything in particular come to mind?" he inquires timidly, and I realize he’s being serious.
I roll over to lay on my side, facing him. I lean over and kiss him long and hard on the lips.
"The sex in the jacuzzi was fun, wild even. I really enjoyed you both eating me out. I have to admit though, I feel a little selfish," I confess.
He tucks an errant strand of hair behind my ear before answering.
"About what? You gave yourself to both of us equally- at least I thought so."
Daring to open up to him, I look him in the eyes.
"I feel selfish for wanting both of you. Is that wrong of me?"
Letting that rest on him for a moment, I toy with the satin sheet, twisting it in my fingers.
"I know it has to be difficult for two guys to share one girl, you know, with male bravado and all."