A Surprise Awakening

It is fair to say that, on arrival in my room, my mood was somewhat sour. Opening the door revealed the cause of my discontent, a room containing three beds. I\'d arrived expecting to have a room all to myself, as I\'d booked, that I could just relax in for the evening, reading my book and listening to my walkman.

\"Sorry, I\'m afraid we\'ve had problems with the room allocated to you,\" the receptionist had told me in a heavy French accent. An English student taking a summer job over here in London, no doubt.
\"Problems?\" I had asked.

\"I\'m afraid we can only put you in a triple room, or a six person one.\"

I elected for the triple room, of course. Sharing with two people was bad enough, five strangers was out of the question.

I took off my shoes and slumped them with my bag underneath the bed nearest the window. The mattress was comfortable, if a little hard, and I made myself at home. Hours passed as I sat and read, occasionally changing the CD I was listening to and taking care to watch the door.

When the door finally did open, I was rather surprised to find that my roommates were female. Both around my age, or perhaps a year or so younger, they were polar opposites in appearance.

The first to enter, dragging with her a sizeable suitcase, could be described with one word; dark. Her skin was deep brown, her eyes deeper, and her hair draped as black as the night behind her. She was also beautiful, with a beaming smile that I couldn\'t help but return.

Her companion was as pale as the freshly washed sheets adorning the three beds, her eyes a dark shade of sapphire. Light brown hair hung to her shoulders, which were left uncovered by the tight-strapped top she wore.

\"Hello,\" I said, sitting up and removing my earphones. \"Need a hand with that case?\"

The dark girl shook her head, lugging it the last few feet to the room\'s middle bed. The pale girl carried only a small carrier bag, the case must\'ve contained the clothing of both girls.

\"Sarah,\" the darker one told me, offering a hand. I stood up and shook it. I told her my own name, Chris. \"This is Bethany,\" she told me. Bethany gave a vague smile, before plonking herself down on the bed opposite mine.

\"We were booked for a double room, but they said they had problems,\" Sarah told me. Her accent was difficult to place, but was rather nice nonetheless.

\"I was supposed to have a single, but my room had problems too,\" I told her.

\"Bloody hell. Bet they don\'t even have those rooms, and had this planned all along.\" I nodded an agreement to this.

Checking my watch showed the time to be well after nine o\'clock. I needed to be awake early in the morning, so decided it would be best to get some sleep. I told Sarah this, and she said they too would enjoy sleep, as they\'d been travelling all day.

This agreed, I switched out the light and fumbled my way into bed. Once under the covers I stripped down to my boxer shorts, slipping my clothing underneath the bed. I heard rustlings from both Sarah and Bethany indicating that they too were changing using only their sense of touch as a guide. I lay my head to rest and drifted into slumber.

*

I awoke to find the room still pitch black. I rubbed my eyes then opened them, giving out a sigh as I did so. No light at all penetrated into the room, so I was unable to distinguish a thing. I closed my eyes again and lay down, ready to go back to sleep.

\"I think he\'s still sleeping,\" I heard whispered. It sounded like Bethany, but it was coming from the bed opposite; Sarah\'s. Obviously they were enjoying a midnight chitchat.

\"I don\'t care if he\'s fucking wide awake,\" came a different voice, this one obviously Bethany\'s and a little louder than Sarah\'s whisper. \"I\'m desperate!\"

\"Keep your voice down,\" said Sarah in hushed tones, \"if he wakes up you\'ll just have to remain desperate until tomorrow.\"

\"I don\'t think I can resist having you until tomorrow,\" was the reply. My eyes shot open involuntarily at that, and I felt my cock twitch. Surely I was dreaming. \"And anyway, I\'m already naked and in your bed. And very wet.\"

I more than twitched at the sound of that. I felt my cock growing hard, and barely resisted touching myself.

I heard a small gasp coming from one of the girls, from the conversation I judged it was most likely Bethany. Another followed, with a stifled moan shortly after. Deep breathing interspersed these, along with groans from the mattress springs. My imagination was being driven wild…wtheythey…?

Unable to resist temptation any longer, I grabbed my hardened penis and stroked myself gently. It was clear this wasn\'t a dream, I had simply died and gone to heaven.

Bethany\'s breathing quickened and the moans became more rapid, my own rhythm increasing to match. An unstifled squeal from Bethany sent me over the edge, her orgasmic moans punctuating the shivers running through my body from my own climax. I let out a low sigh.

\"Huh!\" was the response from one of the two lovers. \"God, he\'s awake!\" It was Sarah, clearly finished with her previous task. \"The pervert\'s wanking to us!\"

Bethany gave a small laugh between her still-deep breathing. \"Sarah, baby, we are fucking in the same room he\'s sleeping in.\"

\"Yeah, but…\"

\"And it\'s me he was getting off to. I quite like that, so stop your complaining and do me again.\" Heaven, most definitely.

\"You want me to do you with him listening, and…doing himself?\" Sarah said, clearly taken aback.

\"Aha, now. While I\'m still squishy. We want our fun, don\'t we Chris?\" I froze at being addressed directly. Oh yes, I wanted little else at that point.

\"Yes,\" I muttered with all the clarity I could manage. Bethany giggled again with this.

\"I can\'t,\" Sarah said, quite plainly. \"I won\'t. It\'s perverse.\"

Bethany harrumphed. \"Fine then.\" I heard the rustling of sheets, followed by the soft patting of footsteps. Towards me. I realised I was still holding myself, and that I was as hard as before.

\"Give me your hand,\" I heard Bethany whisper. She had knelt by the bed, and I could feel her warm breath against my chest. Slow and sensual, each exhalation lighting up a thousand pleasure receptors in my skin and causing my heart to skip.

\"I can\'t see where you are,\" I said, unsure how I managed to form the words. She moved closer, I thought I could feel the heat radiating from her skin. She touched me, her fingertips falling just beneath my shoulder.

Gently stroking her way up to my arm, she whisd. \d. \"Don\'t worry, I\'ll find it.\" As her finger moved tingles of pleasure filled my skin. Eventually she reached my hand and grabbed it, tugging slightly. \"Stand up,\" she commanded.

I kicked away the blankets covering me and the boxer shorts still hanging on one foot before turning so my legs were hanging over the bed. My foot made contact with the side of her leg, moist with sweat, and I took care not to knock her as I rose. She found my other hand with hers then stepped closer. Her nipples brushed against my chest, the warmth of her washed over me. My knees weakened, but I was frozen where I stood.

She pushed closer, the soft flesh of her bosom pressing into me. Slowly she guided my hands behind her and down, placing them gently but firmly against her delightful posterior. Into my ear she breathed, \"Come to my bed.\"

Her arms wrapped around my neck and she guided our embrace back, towards the bed she had been sharing with her lesbian lover not minutes before. I caressed her cheeks softly as we moved, in time to the soft breaths coming from her head that was resting on my shoulder.

It took only a few moments to reach the bed, and Bethany lowered herself onto the mattress when we did, my hands coming away slowly. Hers dragged me to my knees, so I was kneeling down in front of her. The carpet was rough on my legs, but I was loath to notice.

\"Taste me, make me cum,\" she said softly. Slowly I d myd my head forward, barely hearing Sarah\'s callings of slut and whore as Bethany\'s musky scent filled me. I gently studied the contours of Bethany\'s outer-pussy with my tongue, savouring the leaking fluids as I passed over them.

She gently pushed the back of my head as I flicked my tongue over her, encouraging me deeper. I probed the folds of her labia, feeling the flood of juices as I did. She moaned slightly, pushing my head harder.

Upwards I worked, my tongue pushed as firmly into her hole as I could manage. Quickly I reached the top of her slit, and the sensitive mound of her clitoris. Loud groans erupted as I gently caressed the soft flesh surrounding, massaging the mound with deep breaths.

Legs wrapped around my shoulders and I felt Bethany begin to squirm into my face, her breathing and her moans becoming more frequent as her second orgasm of the night approached. I pushed two fingers against her opening, probing gently. Streams of lubrication covered them, and I thrust them ie hee her. Convulsions rippled through her pussy as my fingers entered, breathless gasps of suresure marking a second climax.

The grip of her legs loosened as she collapsed onto the bed. Silence lingered for a few moments, as I savoured the taste of her in my mouth. \"Lie with me,\" she asked. Slowly I climbed onto the bed next to her. She rolled atop of me, her flesh hot and delightful on my skin.

She placed a hand on each side of my face, then guided her mouth to mine. I felt her tongue press against my lips and slip inside, my tongue following into her mouth as our lips pressed together. Our tongues danced together, the heat of her mouth felt magical as our passionate kiss continued.

When the kiss finished, she shuffled back off me, stood up and grabbed my upright cockh a h a gentle squeeze. \"I\'ve had mine, now you need yours, I think,\" she whispered softly, all the while stroking her hand up and down. \"I know. Sarah, wouldn\'t you like to fuck our new nd?\nd?\"

It was only then I realised Sarah was still sitting on the same bed, inches from me. I could here her breathing, slow and deep. I though I could almost feel the heat coming from her naked skin. My arousal increased at having the second girl, with her beautiful dark skin and enchanting eyes, so near.

\"I like girls, you whore!\" breathed Sarah from my side.

Bethany giggled like she had before, cheeky and sexy, like a girl excited because she\'s been up to mischief. She released her hold on me and mounted the bed between myself and Sarah.

\"I bet you loved every fucking second of hearing your girlfriend being eaten by a man,\" Bethany said, moving closer to the second girl, \"I\'ll bet you\'re soaking wet.\" A gasp followed, then another of Bethany\'s giggles. \"Yup, thought so.\"

\"Don\'t touch me, after you…\" gasped Sarah, releasing a little moan, \"don\'t…\"

\"I think you should thank Chris for helping make you so squishy,\" Bethany said, \"I think you want to. Take him, he\'s yours.\"

Two hands pushed me down from where I was sitting, laying me flat against the mattress. I felt Sarah shuffle to my side, then feel her way to my hips and groin. She rubbed me softly, quickly, then lifted one leg to straddle me. Her thighs pressed tight against mine, and she leaned over me so that her nipples brushed my chest.

I brought my hands up to caress her, cupping her breasts lightly and stroking them. I wanted to touch every inch of her velvety smooth skin, rub away each bead of moisture. I felt her breath against my face as she leaned in closer, bringing her mouth to mine. I kissed her as I had kissed her other lover, lustfully.

Her legs moved, rubbing against mine. I felt her position herself over me, her moist slit coming into contact with the head of my upright cock. Gradually she lowered herself onto me, her tightness stretching slowly open to make room. One last caress between our lips and she sat up straight, allowing me to enter her fully. She let out a gasp as my pelvis met hers, signifying that I was fully inside.

She raised her hips, her moist tract massaging the sides of my penis. Down again, and I pushed my own hips to meet hers. She rode me slowly, thrust meeting thrust in a steady rhythm, again and again. Soft moans escaped her lips, the occasional gasp from the back of my throat. Bethany sighed nearby, the sound of mine and Sarah\'s lovemaking arousing her, she fucking herself.

Sarah\'s pace increased, the groans of the mattress increasing in frequency with her. I met her thrusts harder, trying to force myself into her more each time. Nearby, Bethany groaned harder, making sure not to resist her urges to scream with pleasure. The single lover of us orgasmed at the top of her lungs, encouraging myself and Sarah into even harder and quicker thrusts.

Bethany\'s lips met mine sideways, her tongue once again entering my mouth. I kissed her deeply as Sarah\'s breathing increased. I felt my prostate muscles contracting, signalling my second orgasm of the night. Sarah\'s vaginal walls convulsed around me as she collapsed onto my chest, letting out a long and deep moan of ecstasy. Her orgasm triggered my own, sending spasms of pleasure through me. When it was over I collapsed to the bed, Sarah limp on top of me and Bethany caressing my hand to the side.

For several minutes we lay there, enjoying the gentle afterglow of sex. The three of us enjoyed soft kisses, our hands gently stroking each other. Sarah gently rose away from me, rolling onto the bed on the side opposite Bethany. They were both still in the same place when I woke in the morning.