No one calls me "baby" outside of this situation, but it's okay because this is a hot scene. Well, it's hot for me. Maybe for you. Not sure.

I'm wearing a short cocktail dress, over matching black, sheer bra and panties, and 4 inch heels. Hair and makeup nicely done, too.

But I'm kneeling on the floor in front of big hotel window that looks out from a high floor over the city skyline that glows bright at night. I'm facing a chair where Mr. Y sits wearing nothing at all. Yes, his hard cock is in my mouth.

"Oh, yeah, baby... I like to watch you sucking a hard cock."

That's Rick talking. He sits in another chair off to the side only a few feet away. He's holding his own cock that looks deliciously hard as well.

I go slow, taking the head of Y's cock between my lips, rolling my tongue around it, then as much into my mouth as I can. I don't deep throat, can't do it, but can tell by the heat and hardness that I'm doing well. I look over at Rick, letting my tongue slip out around Y's cock, then take it back in my mouth. Bobbing up and down on him is sensual and erotic, catching the ridge around the head, the rigid shaft, all the little details that my pussy may not notice.

"Your pussy wet?" Rick asks.

I know my pussy's wet. Been hot and wet since before we even started. To be dramatic, I hold Y's cock in my mouth, reach down with a hand, slip inside my panties, and gather some of the wet from between my lips there. I hold my fingers up, shiny and bright for Rick to see. Y groans as my fingertips swipe around his cock, spreading that wet. I take him into my mouth and immediately taste myself there. Delicious. Y squeezes one of my shoulders at the intensity of my sucking that flavor from him.

"So fucking hot, Jen," Rick comments, stroking deliberately slow in time to my moves on Y, adding, "You're a lucky guy to have Jen blowing you."

"Don't I know it," Mr. Y says, catching my eye and smiling.

I moan with his cock in my mouth. That makes him wince. He's told me many times how he likes when I moan with his cock in my mouth. I move a little faster, twisting my hand along Y's shaft, caressing his balls with my other hand. Done this often. Know it gets him ready to cum. He squeezes my shoulder again. I slow a bit. I hear him breathing deeper and stop because we early in this session and the time to cum is a long way off.

I stand up for a look out the window then hike my dress up over my hips. "You like my ass?" I ask Rick.

"Is that a trick question?" he replies.

Bending over, I look back at him.

"Great ass, Jen."

I like hearing that. Makes me feel good. Quick glance at Mr. Y gets a nod of agreement. I almost laugh.

"Let's check out the view," Rick says, laying down on the floor near the window, where quite a bit of lights comes from outside.

This is my cue to stand over him. Carefully, I step over so that my feet are close to his ears.

"Spread 'em a little more baby," Rick tells me.

I move my feet apart, revealing more of my crotch to him.

"Nice wet spot, Jen," he says.

I ease my panties to the side, revealing my bare pussy to him.

"Gorgeous pussy. So fuckable."

I like hearing that, too. I move my feet a little farther. He strokes steady.

Mr. Y comes over, gently pushes me forward so that I'm looking down at Rick's rigid manhood, which is slightly bigger than Y's. Next I feel Y's cock rubbing along my pussy. Then, oooooof, he enters me. Wow, that first push almost hurts because I'm so hot and swollen. Y slowly pumps in and out of me as Rick watches and strokes. I'm in the middle, one cock in me, the other in full view.

"How's that cock feel, Jen?" Rick wants to know.

"Hard," I groan. It does probe deep into me, rigid and warm.

Y grabs my hips as he continues fucking me. And yes, he is fucking me; I'm taking it the way Rick likes to see it at this point. And yes again, it is a bit of a show, one I enjoy playing my part. The pleasure of my pussy stretched by a hard cock washes over me. Seeing Rick's hard cock makes me extra lusty. I'm not ready to fuck him. Not yet. Maybe someday. For now, I like putting on the show for him.

Y moves one hand up to a shoulder and starts slamming into me, really banging hard against my ass, jamming his cock deep into me.

"Yeah, fuck her," Rick says.

Wow, talk about getting fucked. This is it. My dress bunched up on my back. My boobs bouncing inside my bra, almost popping out.

Y stops deep in me. "Phew!" he says.

"You blow your load?" Rick asks.

"Nah. Going to take a break," Y answers.

We all separate. Y and Rick each take a rest in their chairs. I lean against the window, letting my dress fall into place. Still, I look like I've been getting fucked. Sweaty, hair going bad, makeup fading. It's a look that feels naughty and anxious. Same time, I'm hot for more. Part of me wants Rick's cock, in my mouth, my pussy, maybe even my ass. The other part of me won't allow it. You're already getting plenty, I remind myself. Nonetheless, Rick has a manly package that would please me inside in every way possible no matter where he penetrated me.

Glancing at Y, I see his cock is not quite as hard as it was. Can't have that. I kneel down, and before I get him back in my mouth, his cock perks right up. I go straight for it, getting as much in my mouth as I can. I make it sloppy wet, suck it, slurp along the length of it, stroke it, moan for it. Yes, I worship that cock that has fucked me more than any other and fucked me all kinds of ways I enjoy.

"Damn, what a hot fucking blowjob," Rick says.

This is part of the plan, a sweaty blowjob that Y sometimes prefers. "Makes me want to fuck the hell out of you, Jen," he's told me many times. Thus, when I do that, he knows it's time to do just that: Get me on the bed and really fuck me, use my pussy to make his cock cum.

"Let's go," Y says, pushing me off and quickly pulling me up to my feet.

Rick follows us into the bedroom where I break away to pull back all the curtains. Then I flop backwards onto a corner of the bed so that my ass is on the edge of the mattress. Y is right there as I yank my dress up around my waist then get my legs back and open.

"Wait," Rick says, "I want to take a look first."

He stands where soon Y will be standing, right there at the bed, stroking his cock as he stares at my panty-covered crotch. I wait a few long moments, then open the top of my dress and ease the sheer cups of my bra down to reveal my nipples and boobs.

"Fucking nice tits, too, Jen," Rick says.

Darn I'm wishing he would stuff that cock into me. But no. Can't. The denial gives me an ache between my legs. I ease my panties to the side, revealing my smooth pussy to him. He shifts his gaze and jerks his cock. I worry he might actually spurt on me. Luckily, he holds back.

"Such a great pussy."

I run a finger along my lips and taste it.

"Let me see you fuck her," Rick says to Y.

Of course, Y is happy to oblige. He moves close, pulls me by the hips almost off the edge. Before I fall, he grips my legs, holding them open and back just right. I take his cock in my hand, guiding it to my opening.

BOOOOOOOM! Y's hardness pierces me, driving through my stretched folds and juices, landing deep in my core.

"Oooooooof," I moan. The pleasure is insane!

"Yeah," Rick adds.

Y does not take it easy. He knows how much I can take and goes right to that steady, pounding pace that makes me gasp and grunt and grind my teeth. It doesn't hurt, but it's a work out. I don't want this often but when I want it the pleasure is fantastic. Much of the reason is because Rick is watching. From the corner of my eye, I see him to the side, looking down at me, his eyes shifting from my crotch, to my tits, to my face.

"Man, you're really fucking her," Rick says.

"And liking it," Y puts in.

I release a wry smile.

"Hold those legs back, baby. I want to see your pussy take his cock," Rick requests.

I comply. Y leans back a little. Rick looks right there, no doubt seeing my pussy stretched around Y's shaft pushing in and out of me.

"Looks tight," he says.

"Hot, wet, and tight," Y tells him.

That one part of me almost says, Let Rick fuck me a while. The other part stops me from saying that.

Y goes back to pounding me. I can tell he's getting close. Yes! I want him to cum for me.

"Want to cum for me?" I ask.

"Soon," Y says.

Rick moves closer, stroking his cock fast. I lay there, feeling that cock pumping me, wanting the cum, but also checking out Rick's cock, now seeping pre-cum. My heat goes up to a fever.

Suddenly Y pulls out of me, groans, and spurts a shot of cum from my mound, up over my bunched dress, to the side of my neck. The second blast hits my pussy. The third over my dress again.

"Nice load!" Rick says.

Not sure why. Instinct maybe? I reach to the side where Rick stands. He's surprised but only hesitates a second before moving to my side. I stroke his cock which is slippery with pre-cum.

"Oh, fuck yeah," he growls.

Although unnecessary, I take that hand and gather plenty of spit on it then return to his cock. Super slippery at this point, I work my hand up and down.

Another surprise, Y pushes his cock back into me. Stunned, I glance up at him. He grins and grinds against me. Somehow I keep jerking Rick's cock.

"Here it comes, baby!"

His cumshot crosses my boobs, splatting on them. More hits my dress and neck as his cock releases a few more bursts.

"Talk about a nice load," Y comments.

Everyone chuckles as I feel Rick's pulsing cock in my hand and Y's cock softening in my pussy.

At last Rick backs away and Y pulls out of me. I let my legs down and shift up onto the bed to relax.

"You want another look before I tidy up?" I ask Rick.

He comes over to the bed. I lay there with their semen on me from my crotch to my neck. I swirl some of it from farther down with farther up, mixing it on two fingers then sucking it off. It's a salty, pungent blend.

"You are such a hot fuck," Rick tells me.

Someday, I might fuck him and see if he still thinks so after he's been in me.

Maybe.

Mean time, I don't mind if he watches.

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Hope you enjoyed the story.

Be well, stay sexy!

-Jen.