Cherry scraped her teeth over first one ridge then the other, sliding her tongue into the slits to collect the pre-cum and rolling their balls in her hands.
Each man had a distinct taste. Lee was much sweeter on her tongue and Harry spicier. Both flavors were equally enticing to her.
She gripped their shafts firmly, twisting and stroking as she licked and sucked. Her tongue slid down over each head, pushing the foreskin back then letting it move up again.
“I’m going to come,” gasped Lee. And as thick, hot streams of cum erupted from Lee’s cock, Harry sighed and he came too, thrusting one last time through her hand as his cum spurted and mingled with Lee’s.
The men disappeared into the bathroom briefly to clean up. When they returned Harry said, “Now what about you? Would you like your nipples sucked?” He rested his mouth on one sharp point.
“Or perhaps all that cream flowing from your pussy needs licking up?” said Lee, sliding his tongue into her hot cunt.
“You do seem to like it when I kiss you here,” added Harry, sucking the soft inner skin of her elbow into his mouth and nipping it gently with his teeth.
“And you like it when I play here,” added Lee, sliding a finger into her anus and twirling it around.
Cherry was hot and aching everywhere. Sucking her men’s cocks had heated her up way beyond any foreplay and she was ready for more. The least little thing would send her over the edge, she was sure.
“Anything,” she breathed.
Two black heads descended onto her body, Harry’s mouth and fingers busy licking, sucking and tweaking her nipples, Lee’s mouth on her pussy and his finger up her ass.
Lee’s tongue was thrusting into her pussy and her walls were already trying to clench around it. He added a second finger inside her ass, sliding them along the hot walls of her rectum, teasing around the rim, then thrusting inside again. Then he nibbled on her labia and sucked her clit into his mouth.
“Yes,” she breathed.
Harry had one nipple pulled deep into his mouth, his tongue rolling it around and flicking it. His other hand was playing with the other breast, holding and palming the weight of it, teasing and tweaking the nipple.
“So close,” she murmured, trying to thrust her pelvis into Lee’s hands and mouth while holding Harry’s head pressed to her breast.
“Come now,” ordered Harry, lifting his mouth off her breast to speak, then lowering it again to bite lightly on a nipple. As he spoke Lee bit gently but firmly on her clit and Cherry shattered into an orgasm, cream flooding into Lee’s mouth as her body shivered and shook in release.
The two men kept kissing and licking her as the aftershocks rolled through her body, then laid down with her pressed between them, something they seldom did unless they were actually fucking her.
They rested like that for several long minutes until finally Lee said, “Please tell us, Cherry. Why were you crying last night?”
Cherry took a deep breath. She was over her crying jag, but no closer to finding a solution to her dilemma.
“You’ve both been kind and considerate to me. You’re looking after me very well. But I’m used to working. To being out of the house, having a job, meeting friends, and talking to people during the day. Here, even when I go shopping I can only exchange a few words with the people, not have a conversation. Many people here speak English but not as well as you do, and not well enough to do more than say, ‘How much do those apples and spices cost?’”
“I can’t get a job because there’s nothing I can do here, not speaking Mandarin. And I don’t want to ride a bicycle in the traffic—your traffic scares me—so I can’t go to spend the day looking at tourist places or visiting the Mausoleum of Mao Zedong,” she said with a touch of her usual good spirits.
“I need to find a job, or a hobby, or some friends with whom I can interact during the days while you’re both at work. But I have no idea how to go about doing that,” she added, her spirits sinking once again.
“Ahh, Cherry, this is our fault. We’ve deliberately always spoken English with you so that you would feel included, at home here, not confused. And therefore we have isolated you. This has been so wrong of us,” said Harry.
“We shall begin teaching you Mandarin immediately. Today,” added Lee. “And as soon as you understand simple Chinese, we’ll teach you how to catch the buses. They are sometimes slow and crowded, but you can go anywhere you wish on the buses,” he added.
“Really? It’s really that easy?” she asked, astounded.
“Well, it may take you a few weeks to learn enough Pinyin to read the signs to Mao’s tomb,” he joked, “but with both of us teaching you and taking you on the buses it should be no more than that.”
“Pinyin? That’s phonetic Mandarin, isn’t it?”
“Yes, exactly. Romanized letters and phonetic spelling. You should have no trouble travelling to well-known places like Tiananmen Square, or any of the major tourist attractions.”
“And you can practice your Mandarin at the shops, so you’ll soon make friends,” added Harry.
“Oh, thank you,” Cherry said, kissing them both passionately. Unconsciously she rubbed her pussy, damp again already, against their legs.