“You’re both doing so well,” I coo. “Look at the two of you, taking what I’m giving you. So, so good.”
Mark is spent for the moment, propping himself on a cushion to watch as Melody eyes my cock hungrily.
“Is this what you want? You’ve earned it. You did such a good job sucking your husband for me. Look how good you made him feel.”
Melody smiles at Mark before facing me and begging, “Please, Sir. I want it. I’ve been so good.”
I give her a patronizing smile and gesture to the supplies in the corner. “Go get a condom and give it to your husband.”
She does as I say, although I can tell she’s confused. Walking to Mark, I give him one more taste, enjoying the slight twinge of pain he gives me as he grazes his teeth ever so slightly on the underside of my shaft.
“Mark, put the condom on me so I can fuck your wife.”
He slides it on with a firm grip, teasing my balls once he’s at the base and smirking when I slap his hand away. I push him all the way onto his back before guiding Melody over him on all fours.
“Get your husband hard again while I fuck you. How good a job you do will determine how you’re fucked.”
Mark hisses when she pulls his soft, sensitive cock into her mouth, and I sink into her heat in one long, slow glide. Her whine turns into more of a scream by the end, and I lean down to press my weight into her as I start to languidly thrust.
“It’s a stretch, isn’t it? But you’re doing so well. And he’s already getting hard for you again. Look how needy he is.” I bite roughly into the juncture of her shoulder and pick up my pace before sitting back on my heels. She’s gripping me like a vise,and I’m gonna need more from her if Mark’s going to have any chance of fitting. Pulling her off his cock, I move her up his body until they’re chest to chest. Reaching between them, I rub quick circles on her clit.
“You need to come for me, Melody,” I rasp in her ear. “You need to come for me so your husband can join me in this perfect pussy.”
Mark is fully hard now, thrusting against her clit, and she shatters, coating me and strangling my cock. It’ll be a tight fit, but I’m determined to feel them both.
“What a good girl you are, giving me what I need to make room for your husband. Do you want him to join me? You want to reward him for being such a good boy, and take us both in this hot little cunt?”
They moan, and I waste no time pulling out and guiding Mark in to replace me. I tease her as he slowly thrusts up from beneath her, adding two fingers to stretch her alongside him as she whines. Finally, I position myself over her again as she stills, breathing hard and flushed with sweat.
Placing my head against the underside of Mark’s shaft, I push down until I’m able to pass the initial resistance of her opening.Fuck me.Double vaginal is a treat, but it’s easier when at least one of the men is less well-endowed. Melody’s a trooper, and as she begins to shake from the pressure of the stretch, I tell her so.
“Look at you, taking two cocks in one hole. What a good wife you are, letting your husband slut you out like this.” I feel the moment she relaxes, and I slide all the way in to join Mark in her heat. Even with a condom on, I can feel the ridge of his shaft and the softness of the head of his dick. Giving her just a second to breathe, we begin to thrust.
Losing myself, I ignore everything but pleasure as we thrust and writhe. The stimulation of Mark rubbing against me while Melody squeezes is almost overwhelming. Bending over, I giveMark a sloppy kiss while Melody groans into his shoulder. “I’m close.”
She gives us that warning before begging. “Please. I’m so close. I need to be full. Please!”
Placing a hand around Mark’s throat again, I slow my thrusts and stay deep. “Do you hear that? Your wife wants to be filled. Are you ready to give that to her so she’ll come on both of our cocks? I want to feel it. I want to feel your hot cum coating me so I can add mine to it.”
His pitiful nod lets me know he’s ready.
“Go ahead, then. Be my good boy and come.”
That’s all it takes to set off a chain reaction. Mark and Melody come almost simultaneously, in tune after years of being in love and on the same page. As she squeezes and Mark coats us all in his warm release, I let myself go and roar my own release into the condom. I briefly wish it wasn’t there, and I could feel the mess of her cunt full of our cum, but it’s good regardless. I’ve never been horny enough to make that mistake, and I’m not starting now.
Spent, we pull gently out of Melody as she hisses, then curls up sleepily on Mark’s chest. I pull on my boxers, then hand him a blanket to cover themselves with and press the button to change the glass partition from transparent to opaque. We apparently drew quite a crowd, and it’s a testament to our chemistry that I didn’t notice them at all. Mark wraps Melody up and shakes my hand before pulling me down for a soft kiss. I give her a peck on the forehead and thank them for a special evening before grabbing my things.
Glancing back as I head to the office to change, I see her gazing at him with a look of pure adoration as he leans down for a lazy kiss. Briefly, I wonder what it would be like to have someone in my arms afterward, without worrying about when they expected me to leave. Shaking my head, I clear my thoughts and file thataway. There’s no room for that in my life. Too much baggage, too much danger. Not worth the trouble.
Chapter two
My phone’s alarm pulls me from my reverie, the gentle waves of the ocean mocking my inner turmoil. It serves as an ominous warning that I only have thirty minutes before I need to catch a ride to meet with a fancy lawyer. So fancy, apparently, and so super secret, that his secretary wouldn’t tell me the reason for the meeting over the phone.
“So what’s this meeting about, again?” Amanda asks from where she’s propped up on the beach towel beside me.
Amanda has been my best friend since elementary school, and one of the only members of our friend group who didn't leave our charming little coastal town to pursue an acting career in LA. I gave up on that dream when I hit puberty and developed into a normal-sized human with far too many curves to make it in the industry.
Amanda never wanted to act in the first place. She’s always been too much of a humanitarian. Now that we’ve graduated from college, she’s about to leave me, too, for a one-year placement in the Peace Corps somewhere in Asia. I’ve complained to her ad nauseam. Even though I’m incrediblyproud of her, it sucks to know I’ll be here alone. She reminds me often that I’ll be so busy looking for a job now that school has ended that I won't even miss her. Not only is she wrong but all that does is remind me that I’m currently unemployed.
