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Coming to the . Amrit and I both fell asleep after he ed my ass and cum inside me. We slept through the afternoon. When we woke up, the evening was settling in. The soft glow of the sunset was filling the room. Amrit opened his eyes.
As he glanced over, he saw my face softly illuminated by the fading sunlight. We shared a gentle kiss before slowly getting up from the bed. I slipped back into my panties and put on a light white silk robe before stepping out onto the balcony.
Despite the cool evening air, I felt a sense of freedom. I stood there, wrapped in a robe, taking in the breathtaking view of the sunset. Amrit made us some tea, bringing two cups as he joined me on the balcony. We chatted about our work and about how nice it would be to have a dominant guy join us at the moment.
However, It had been a while since either of us had stepped out of our usual roles. So we were both content with the peaceful, intimate atmosphere. The balcony was spacious, complete with a cosy couch and a small fireplace. As the temperature dropped, we lit a fire, curling up together on the couch.
The warmth from the flames wrapped around us as we kissed. The soft glow of the fire casts a romantic light over everything. Amrit leaned in closer, his lips tracing the line of my neck as his hands moved over me. There was a raw, honest connection between us.
I moaned softly, feeling the warmth of his body against mine. Soon, his kisses grew more urgent, more heated, as he made his way lower. Finally, taking my cock in the warm embrace of his lips. I couldn’t hold myself back and cum inside his mouth. He moved up, and we kissed with my cum together.
After a while, we heard the faint sound of a phone camera snapping. Startled, we turned around to see the manager of the hotel on a nearby balcony. He was caught in the act of trying to sneak a photo. His phone buzzed loudly. He hadn’t silenced it in time.
For a moment, there was a silence thick with tension. My heart raced, not from embarrassment. But from the sudden intrusion into something that had felt so private, so safe. The manager immediately lowered his phone, his cheeks turning a bright shade of red.
“I—I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to… I thought I heard something… I didn’t mean to intrude.” The manager didn’t look angry or even embarrassed. Instead, his gaze shifted from me to Amrit, then back to me again as if there was an understanding dawning on him.
An awareness that maybe he had stumbled upon something unexpected. I stepped forward, trying to ease the tension. “It’s alright,” I said softly, my voice calm. “You’re not intruding, not really.” Amrit and I exchanged a glance. There was a silent agreement between us.
Maybe, just maybe, the moment could still unfold differently. We could share this in a way that felt genuine. “You know,” I said, turning to the manager with a soft smile, “there’s no reason you can’t join us if you’d like.” I grabbed him by his hand, pulled him closer, and made him sit in front of us.
His eyes feasted on our barely covered bodies in panties. He finally broke his silence and said, “You two don’t need to end the moment.” Amrit looked into my eyes, and we looked back at him. Our hands meet, and in a quiet, intimate moment, we pull each other close, sharing a soft kiss.
We stood there, feeling exposed and vulnerable, our bodies in just our panties and silk robes. The manager watched, his gaze lingering on us. I could feel the excitement building, evident by the way my panties stretched from my swollen cock.
But Amrit gently told me to hold back, guiding me to understand what it meant to embrace submission truly. Our bodies slowly started to sway in the light musical notes coming from our room. With a look of eager excitement, he stood up and reached out to us.
His strong arms unfolded as if to hold us close. He was a striking figure—muscular, fit, his presence commanding attention. There was a sense of power in his movements, yet something almost tender in the way he approached us.
We slowly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the taut lines of his muscles beneath.
We could feel the warmth of his skin as our lips followed, tracing the contours of his chest, tasting the salt of his skin. Each kiss was deliberate, slow as if savouring the moment. The manager held my face and planted a passionate kiss on my lips. Amrit went further down and got away with his pants.
Now, just in his white briefs, we make him sit on the couch. I get on top of him and continue our kiss. Amrit stood behind me and caressed my back. There were now sounds of deep moans all over the balcony. I set myself back and stood up in front of him.
Amrit held me from behind and spoke gently to the manager, “Make love to him. You are his first dominant and whispered to me, “There is no going back now.” I got down on my knees, stroked his feet, and planted soft kisses from his feet, slowly up to his briefs.
His cock was hard and bulging. I looked him in his eyes and got his cock out of his boxers. It was an uncut 5inch cock with light hairs around it and huge balls. It wasn’t a huge cock, but I was awestruck and couldn’t help but sniff the opening. It was magnificent.
I uprolled my eyes as if I had taken a drug. Amrit sat next to him, playing with his body and guiding my mouth in sucking him. I started by licking his balls and going up to the tip of his cock. After a few such attempts, his cock got extremely stiff, and the tip bulged out.
I could see the precum oozing out of his cock. I licked it off slowly, making eye contact. I pulled back for a moment, teasingly swirling my tongue around the tip before looking up at the manager. My eyes were wide with mischief. “How does that feel?” I asked softly, letting my breath linger against him.
“Absolutely incredible,” he replied, his voice shaky but filled with eagerness. “You have no idea what you’re doing to me.” I smiled, feeling a rush of pride at his words. I resumed my ministrations, this time more deliberate. I varied my rhythm, alternating between slow, sensual licks and deeper, passionate motions.
The manager’s reactions fueled my confidence, and each groan and shudder made me crave more. I continued teasing him with my tongue. Occasionally, taking the glans in my mouth and swirling my tongue around it. I could sense he wanted me to devour it completely.
I finally let it happen and went all inside, deep till the base. I made sure my tongue struck and tickled his balls as I reached there. I was kneeling in front of him with my ass protruding out so he could see what else was awaiting him. This continued for a while, and his cock continued to my mouth.
With each movement, I felt the intensity of the moment deepening. As I took the manager fully into my mouth, I could hear his breath hitch, a sound that fueled my desire to please him further. I locked eyes with Amrit. He smiled encouragingly, his expression filled with both pride and excitement.
The manager’s hands found their way to my hair, gently guiding me. He surrendered to the pleasure I was giving him. I felt his body respond, the tension in his muscles signalling just how much he was enjoying this unexpected turn of events.
“Take your time,” Amrit encouraged, his voice smooth and commanding. “Make him feel every bit of it.” His body stiffened, and after one final heavy groan, the manager shot his cum in spurts in my mouth. It was weird to have that slimy, slushy, salty flavour in my mouth.
Amrit came close to me, held me from my back, and whispered, “Look at him. Let him know how grateful I was for having received his cum in my mouth, swirl it in my mouth, smile at him, and swallow every drop of it.” I did exactly as I was instructed after hanging on to it for a few seconds.
I took a gulp and swallowed all of his load. The flavour grew on me. So I quickly licked off the little spurt of cum shining over his tip, smiled at him, and said, “Thank you, Mr. Manager.” Amrit moved behind me, his hands sliding over my back, offering comfort and encouragement. “You’re doing so well.”
The manager pulled me up, and we shared a deep kiss. As the kiss broke, I felt a rush of warmth enveloping me, both from the manager and Amrit. Their eyes were filled with admiration and a sense of protectiveness that made my heart flutter.
“Are you okay?” Amrit asked, his voice soft and concerned. He brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, looking at me with genuine care. “I’m more than okay,” I replied, feeling a sense of exhilaration mixed with vulnerability. “That was incredible.”
The manager, still catching his breath, leaned in closer, his hands resting gently on my hips. “You were amazing,” he said, his voice deep and sincere. “I didn’t expect any of this, but I’m glad I was here.”
Amrit smiled, nodding in agreement. “Now it’s time to take care of you,” he said, his tone shifting to something more playful yet tender. “You deserve to be pampered after that.”
I felt a thrill of anticipation as they exchanged glances, their unspoken connection evident. Amrit moved behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. The manager took my hand, leading me back toward the couch.
“Let’s make you comfortable,” the manager said, his voice low and soothing. He gently urged me to sit down. I sank into the cushions, feeling the warmth of the fire flickering nearby. Amrit knelt beside me, his fingers softly tracing along my arm.
“You did such a good job,” he murmured, planting tender kisses along my shoulder. “Now it’s our turn to show you how much we appreciate you.” The manager knelt on my other side, his gaze intense as he looked into my eyes.
“What do you need?” he asked, his voice a deep rumble that sent shivers down my spine. I took a moment to savour the attention, the warmth radiating from both of them. “Just… be close,” I replied, feeling the rush of emotions washing over me. “I want to feel you both.”
They exchanged a knowing smile before their hands began to explore my body. Amrit’s fingers caressed my sides while the manager’s hands trailed gently along my thighs. Their touch was both comforting and electrifying. “Relax,” Amrit whispered, his breath warm against my skin. “We’ve got you.”
As they continued to touch and tease, I felt a blissful sense of surrender. Their hands moved in perfect harmony, creating a rhythm that made me feel cherished and desired. I closed my eyes, letting the sensations wash over me, focusing on the warmth of their bodies and the intimacy of the moment.
“Just enjoy this,” the manager said, his voice rich with promise. I felt his lips graze my neck, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. The manager went down and lifted my legs in the air. He planted gentle kisses on my ass cheeks and slowly traced his way to my hole.
He did not hold back and pushed his tongue inside my ass. Amrit also came down on me and started sucking my erect cock. This continued for a while. I was barely able to keep it together and wanted to cum. But Amrit kept on edging me.
I could not hold it any longer and begged the manager to let me have his cock in my ass now. The manager got up from his position, his cock back to its full glory. Amrit licked his cock and gave it a nice lubricant. The manager came over to me in a semimissionary position.
My legs crossed over his back. I could now sense his thick, warm, slimy cock at the margins of my ass. Our eyes locked, and in that moment, everything else faded away. There was an undeniable connection—a shared understanding of the vulnerability and trust we were embracing.
Slowly, he began to enter me. I gasped softly at the sensation, feeling every inch as he filled me. Amrit remained close, his hands exploring my body, grounding me in this moment of intimacy. The warmth between us was electric, igniting a fire that spread through every part of me.
With each gentle thrust, the manager’s gaze never wavered from mine. There was a rhythm to our movements, a dance that felt both primal and tender. I could feel Amrit’s presence behind me. His whispers of encouragement wrapped around us like a warm embrace.
“Just breathe,” Amrit said softly, his voice a soothing balm amidst the intensity. I closed my eyes for a moment, surrendering to the sensations—each movement bringing us closer together. As the connection deepened, I lost myself in the experience.
The boundaries of our bodies merged into something beautiful and profound. The sounds of our shared breaths filled the air, harmonizing with the crackling of the fire nearby, creating a symphony of intimacy. The world outside faded away, leaving just the three of us in our cocoon of warmth and pleasure.
At that moment, I knew we were exploring something far beyond the physical—a journey of trust, connection, and sheer delight. Amrit brought himself closer to me and offered his cock for me to suck. I happily took it in my mouth. I sucked his cock like a candy.
The whole balcony was filled with our moans, the warmth from the nearby fire, and the cool breeze. It was amazing. In a state of pure bliss, all three of us came. First, with Amrit cumming in my mouth. Looking at the view, the manager came in my ass.
With the last of the thrusts and groans from the manager and Amrit’s tasty cum in my mouth. I finally cum, covering all my stomach with my cum. We were in a state of trans, gasping for breath, exhausted. As the intensity of our shared experience faded, we sank into a comfortable silence.
Our bodies were intertwined on the balcony. The manager wrapped his arms around me, pulling me closer. Amrit leaned back against the couch, a satisfied smile on his face. “That was incredible,” he said, his voice still low and filled with warmth.
I looked between them, feeling a rush of gratitude. “I never imagined this would happen,” I admitted, my heart swelling with a mix of exhilaration and tenderness.
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