I’m lying naked on the bed, having just been thoroughly fucked by Ashleigh, the attractive redheaded bar waitress when there is a knock on the door. I freeze as tI hear the lock click and the door opens.

“Hello, Ms McDonald, It’s me, Joanne.” 

The hotel receptionist Joanne comes into the room. She’d been here last night. I’d brought her up here after catching her masturbating to lesbian porn while on duty at the front desk. I’d gone to a sex shop this afternoon to purchase a strap-on as I wanted to recreate the video she’d been watching. However, I appear to have been quite distracted, firstly by the sales assistant in the shop and then by the bar waitress. We had flirted in the bar and then she’d called up unannounced to my room. 

I suddenly remember that Ashleigh is still in the bathroom as Joanne enters the room, letting the door close behind her.

Joanne blushes as she realises I’m naked as I get up from the bed. I step closer to her, running my fingers down her cheek, brushing a stray strand of brunette hair back behind her ear.

“Hello, Joanne.” I smile, gazing into her eyes.

“You said you wanted my help with a delicate matter?” Joanne whispers, blushing as she darts her eyes over my naked body.

I’m just about to reply when the bathroom door opens. Ashleigh saunters out, holding the strap-on in one hand.

“I’ve cleaned this for you Susan,” Ashleigh giggles before realising Joanne is in the room.

“Oh, hi, Joanne.” Ashleigh grins at Joanne before turning to look at me. “Am I interrupting?”

My brain whirls. Fuck, what to do? I grin at Ashleigh and turn to look straight at Joanne.

“Not at all. If you have time, I’d love you to stay and help.”

I slide my fingertips under Joanne’s chin and tilt her head up. I bend my head and kiss her, pressing my mouth against her lips. From the corner of my eye, I can see Ashleigh, who is also naked, walking behind Joanne and sliding her fingers over Joanne’s shoulders.

My fingers drop and begin to unbutton Joanne’s blouse. As I open it and reveal a delicious lace bra in emerald green, I can see Ashleigh licking her lips. She pushes the fabric from Joanne’s shoulders as I push my tongue between Joanne’s lips. I can taste the spearmint on her tongue as I watch her brown eyes surrender, even more meekly than last night.

Ashleigh leans down and kisses Joanne’s shoulder as she unfastens the shocked receptionist’s bra. The contrast in skin tones is so beautiful. Ashleigh’s pale, freckled skin and Joannes olive complexion make a lovely contrast. 

As Ashleigh slides the bra down Joanne’s arms, I reach up to cup both breasts in my hands. They are full, ripe and much more substantial than mine. I realise this is the first time I have seen Joanne properly. Last night was rather hurried, and she focussed purely on my pleasure. Tonight I am determined to use her every which way.

Her nipples swell as I continue to kiss her and roll the hardening buds between my fingers and thumbs. I can see Ashleigh kissing her neck out of the corner of my eye, and I feel Joanne’s mumbled whimpers as my tongue explores her mouth.

I kiss my way down Joanne’s jawline and neck. She raises her head to grant me access and together, Ashleigh and I kiss our way down Joanne’s front and back. As I run my tongue around her left breast, I hear a zip slide down and the rustle of clothes as Ashleigh lets Joanne’s skirt hit the floor.

Joanne’s nipples are beautifully engorged, swollen, dark brown against her olive skin. I run my tongue tip in ever-decreasing circles, zeroing in on the rock hard nipple. I drag my tongue along the raised dimples and am rewarded by another groan of pleasure.

Ashleigh’s head appears around from behind Joanne.

“I think we should get her on the bed.”

I smile and agree. I turn Joanne and guide her backwards until the back of her knees touch the bed. Ashleigh and I lower her down, and as I climb onto the bed to suckle on her left breast again, Ashleigh tugs the triangle of damp lace cotton down Joanne’s thighs.

I look up at Joanne as I suckle the nipple into my mouth, tugging, with my lips clamped around it. She has her head thrown back, lips parted, letting the little moans and whimpers escape onto the atmosphere.

Ashleigh is shuffling Joanne’s legs apart with her elbows as she runs her fingers through the dark curls. I glance down and again, admire the contrast between the pale redhead and olive-skinned brunette.

I watch Ashleigh open her mouth and slowly drag the flat of her tongue along Joanne’s slit. Joanne jerks her hips up, pressing herself up to meet Ashleigh. I subconsciously lick my lips as I see Ashleigh’s tongue covered in Joanne’s nectar.

Ashleigh lifts her head and kisses me, letting me taste Joanne’s flavour.

“I want a taste,” I giggle and shuffle myself in beside Ashleigh between Joanne’s spread legs. 

We take it in turns to lean in and lick, flick, suck, tug and tease Joanne. The girl squirms on the bed, rolling her head from side to side, whimpering, begging and pleading before Ashleigh rolls her tongue into a tube and pushes it inside Joanne’s dripping wet pussy.

“Fuckkkkkk!” Joanne gasps. I grin at Ashleigh and brush my lips against Joanne’s clit. My hand slides up Joanne and paws at her breast. My fingers scrabble about, tugging on her nipples as Ashleigh scoops some of Joanne’s juices onto her finger and rubs it over the girl’s puckered dark star.

“Please... no... please,” Joanne whimpers as our fingers and tongues dance over her body. Her nipples, clit, pussy and ass are caressed, teased prodded and licked as Ashleigh and I gorge ourselves on the now naked receptionist.

Ashleigh raises her head from between Joanne’s spread thighs and I can see the juices glistening on Ashliegh’s face. I lean my head in and kiss her, tasting Joanne on Ashleigh’s lips. Our tongues swirl as Joanne squirms beneath us, whimpering.

“I think we should let her cum,” Ashleigh giggles, running her fingers through Joanne’s curls.

“I think she should work for it. She has the most delicious tongue. You have to try it.”

Ashleigh smiles and looks at Joanne. The girl is panting, breathless.

“Shuffle up the bed and spread your legs,” I tell Ashleigh who immediately complies.

“On your hands and knees Joanne,” I whisper, kissing her softly on the lips before helping roll her onto her front.

She lifts her head and sees Ashleigh spread before her. The neatly trimmed triangle of ginger pubes point downwards, signposting where she wants Joanne’s face to go.

Joanne gazes up at Ashleigh, licking her lips as she leans forward, on her hands and knees. Her breasts hang down, the nipples almost scraping the tangled and twisted bedsheets. The room stinks of sex, of bodies in heat as Joanne leans forward and slowly drags the flat of her tongue along Ashleigh’s slit from perineum to clit.

I watch Ashleigh arch her back, her head thrown back, exhaling a guttural sigh of pleasure as she experiences Joanne’s tongue sliding between her folds. I slip off the bed, slowly stepping into the harness and pulling the straps tight as I watch the two hotel employees writhe on the bed. 

Joanne’s ass sways hypnotically as she pushes her face harder between Ashleigh’s legs. I can see the redhead gripping Joanne’s hair, tugging on it as she flexes her hips and pushes herself onto the girl.

I kneel on the bed behind her. As I run my fingers over Joanne’s beautiful full ass, I remember the tip Sarah gave me in the changing room and reach down and rotate the dildo so the girlcock curves downwards. I watch a drip hang and slowly stretch downwards from Joanne’s soaking pussy. I grip the shaft and guide it so the head rubs against her entrance, letting her juices lubricate me.

I can hear Joanne moan, though muffled by Ashleigh’s pussy as I slide the head over her clit. I rest one hand on the small of her back as I guide the girlcock back to her entrance. 

Then, grabbing her hips with both hands, I look at Ashleigh and smile as I press my hips forward and pull Joanne onto me, feeling the base of the strap-on pressing against me as I slowly enter her.

I watch Ashleigh twisting Joanne’s hair around her fingers, then tugging on them like reins, pulling the girl’s face deeper into her. As I press myself against her, forcing the girlcock deeper inside her, I can see Ashleigh arch her back, feeling the extra force of my thrusts.

I begin to pound Joanne, taking her in the same way as the girl was taken in the video I caught he masturbating to last night. Ashleigh keeps up a steady commentary, telling Joanne what a dirty little cunt licker she is and I wonder if Ashleigh and Joanne have history. However, all thoughts are soon erased from my mind as the constant pounding is rubbing the base of the strap-on against my clit and I can feel my orgasm approaching.

I stare into Ashleigh’s eyes as I fuck Joanne. Every thrust pressing Joanne’s tongue deeper inside Ashleigh. It’s like I’m fucking Ashleigh through Joanne. Ashleigh stares back, her chest heaving as the flush rises on her pale skin. Her nipples are swollen and I can see the grip on Joanne’s hair tighten as she gets closer. Joanne is thrusting her ass back, greedily wanting the girlcock to fuck her harder and faster.

It’s like a chain reaction when it crashes over us. Ashleigh suddenly snaps up, her hips lifting her ass off the bed. She cries a series of “Fuck fuck fucks” before screwing her eyes shut and throwing her head back. Joanne is unable to lift her head as Ashleigh has a tight grip on her hair but I can tell she is cumming too. Her muffled cries echo around the room as she presses her ass back against me, shuddering, whimpering.

It’s all too much for me and with one final thrust, I bury the girlcock deep inside Joanne as the third orgasm of the evening crashes over me. We collapse, shuddering, spasming, used, taken and fucked. A conjoined sex conga. We collapse and roll apart, cum glistening on us. I roll onto my back, my lungs trying desperately to suck in some oxygen. I can hear whimpers and heavy breathing and open my eyes to see Joanne kneeling beside me. Her face pressed against the mattress, her ass still pointing into the air. I move my head and see Ashleigh sitting propped up, running a hand through her hair as she struggles to get up.

“Fuck, I need to get back to work,” she giggles as she crawls onto the floor and begins to retrieve her uniform.

Joanne groans and crawls off the bed too, slipping her arms through her bra and fastening it.

She shakes her head slowly as she looks from me to Ashleigh and back again. I prop myself up on my elbows and watch as they both get dressed back into their hotel uniforms. I glance down and see the purple girlcock pointing up between my legs. Joanne’s cum glistening on it.

Ashleigh buttons the last two buttons on her blouse and leans down and kisses me.

“Thanks for that. Perhaps I’ll see you again before you go.” She turns to Joanne and steps closer, running her fingers through Joanne’s dark hair as she whispers, “and I’ll definitely see you soon.”

Joanne lowers her eyes and nods, whispering ‘Yes, Miss.”

Ashleigh grins and wriggles her fingers in a goodbye wave gesture and heads out the door. Joanne pulls up the zip on her skirt and brushes her fingers over the material, smoothing out the creases.

“Will there be anything else, Ma’am?” she grins, stepping close to kiss me one last time.

As the door closes behind her, I fall back onto the bed. It’s probably just as well I’m supposed to be going home tomorrow.