As the cobwebs of sleep cleared, with her cheek on Lindsey’s chest and John nuzzled behind her, Melissa felt John’s fingers sliding lazily along her hip.
She couldn’t believe she had fallen asleep naked. She never slept naked. Of course, she never slept or awoke between two men, either, for that matter. And she had been quite gloriously spent last night after a day that had been pretty hard to believe.
Yesterday, after many months of online and telephone correspondence, she had finally met John, after she had finished her librarian conference in Salt Lake City and he had finished his race. They’d returned to this incredible mountainside villa in Park City after the race, and John had pinned her against the wall and eaten her pussy before she sucked his cock in the shower.
Afterwards, they’d had incredible sex out on the deck beside the hot tub. And then, in a surprise, John’s best friend, Lindsey, had arrived with dinner. As part of their cuckold/hotwife and stag/vixen fantasies, John had been sending nude photos of Melissa to Lindsey. But Lindsey didn’t know that Melissa was other than an internet model of some sort. So Melissa was surprised that Lindsey was there, and Lindsey was surprised to see the girl he’d seen on screen in the flesh. In an opportunity for Melissa and John to fulfill their fantasies, Lindsey had then gotten an opportunity for a more complete viewing of Melissa – she had stripped off her robe in the living room and climbed onto the couch with Lindsey before he then fucked her hungrily as John looked on.
After a nightcap on the deck, Melissa had asked Lindsey to take her to bed, where they became more intimately acquainted, just the two of them. Melissa had awoken to find John in bed with them, behind her.
After pausing to think about the events of the preceding twenty-four hours, Melissa smiled as she lifted her head from Lindsey’s chest, turning to John. His fingers glided from her hip, over her ribs, and underneath her breast, cupping it as their lips met in a soft good morning kiss.
Their lips drew apart, and they just smiled at one another for a moment.
“I love you, Melissa,” John said quietly, still slowly caressing her body.
“I love you, too, John,” Melissa replied. “So much.”
Their lips met again, soft and unhurried, lightly tasting one another’s mouths. Melissa’s lips parted and their tongues met, equally unhurried, gliding across one another.
Melissa felt John’s dick swelling against her ass as their mouths moved together, and she realized that he was likely in need. Lindsey had fucked her twice last night – oh so wonderfully well – since John had gotten any hands-on attention. Well, aside from some brief stroking and sucking while Lindsey fucked her on the couch. Of course, that limited contact must have left his need all the more powerful. What a fun way to make her man need!
Their lips parted again, and Melissa rolled to John, sliding her fingers over his chest and abdomen as they resumed their kiss.
John’s fingers caressed Melissa’s cheek and his mouth pulled back.
“You, my love,” John said, “were so incredibly sexy last night. You are unquestionably the hottest woman alive.”
“You’re so good to me,” Melissa replied, sliding her fingers down John’s belly and toward his swollen cock
“That’s the goal,” John answered. “You are so easy to be good to.”
“So,” Melissa responded, sliding her fingers around his cock, “are you.”
“I get the sense that you are about to be very good to me,” John said, grinning.
“We’ll see,” Melissa replied, playfully.
With that, Melissa rolled atop John, pressed her lips to his chest, and kissed her way down his body until she knelt between his legs.
Melissa lifted John’s cock from his abdomen with her fingers, kissed her way down to the crease of his balls, and licked back up his shaft until her lips slid over his cock.
As Melissa moved her lips down over John, taking him into her mouth, he closed his eyes and exhaled before sliding his fingers through her hair and looking down to meet her eyes.
Lindsey had been good. Really fucking good. And how was he still alseep, by the way? But this was the cock she wanted. It was the cock she needed.
John’s fingers slipped through Melissa’s hair to the back of her head. He slid his fingers through her hair as her lips wrapped around his cock and she looked up into his eyes. Her lips squeezed around his cock, stroking him up and down, as her tongue slide around his shaft and over the crown of his cock. Melissa’s fingers circled the base of John’s shaft as her lips suctioned tight and her head began bobbing. She alternately closed her eyes, gasping and moaning, and looked directly back up into John’s eyes to see his pleasure. As the sensations intensified, John’s fingers moved to the back of Melissa’s head and guided her mouth down over him. He pressed up with his hips, to the back of Melissa’s throat, and held her there before releasing for her to suck back up his shaft.
“Fuck,” John gasped, as Melissa moaned and Lindsey began to stir.
John’s hips began to move, feeding Melissa his dick, and she opened her throat to accommodate him.
“That’s it, Melissa,” John groaned as the pace increased. Her head bobbed as his hips moved, penetrating her pretty mouth.
Melissa made gurgling noises as John held the back of her head tight, pulling her down. He used his hips to press deep into her soft, warm mouth.
“God damn, babe,” John gasped, as Melissa pulled her mouth off his raging cock for a moment. She stroked him several times with her hand, and licked down to his balls. She looked up into his eyes as she slurped at his balls and her thumb traced the prominent vein in the front of his shaft. He pulled her head firmly, guiding his cock back into her mouth and thrust into the back of her throat. She squirmed for a minute atop the bed, gagging. He plugged his hips forward several more times and spittle dripped down Melissa’s chin.
“So fucking good,” John panted, holdilng Melisa in place. “You suck my cock so fucking good.”
John’s hands relented, and Melissa pulled back for air. “I love sucking your cock,” Melissa replied, stroking him with saliva dripping down her chin before returning her mouth back over his cock.
As Melissa’s lips descended again, John’s hand yanked forward, pulling Melissa back to full depth. He held her there as his hips thrust, driving his cock to the back of her throat, her drool dripping over the base of John’s shaft and over his balls.
“Good girl,” John spat. “Good. Little. Cocksucker.”
Melissa felt Lindsey’s body shift, and glanced over at him. Their eyes made contact. He was watching, intently. His face conveyed a series of reactions – impressed, aroused, and encouraging.
She watched Lindsey for a moment longer as John fucked her mouth, gagging her, spittle dripping down her chin and dangling onto her chest.
John and Melissa were both doing what they needed in the moment, and also, at the same time, showing Lindsey part of what they needed and craved.
Suddenly, John pulled Melissa off his cock, grabbed her hand, and yanked her up his body, pulling her toward his face. She crawled up his abdomen and slid across his chest.
At that moment, it occurred to Melissa that she hadn’t even cleaned up after Lindsey came in her last night.
“Fuck,” she thought. “That’s naughty. And hot.”
And so she said so, telling John, “I didn’t get a chance to clean up afterward. Last night.”
“I know,” John answered. “Feed me that delicious little cunt.”
“Fuck,” Melissa gasped. She was briefly self-conscious that Lindsey was taking this all in, but after all they’d already shared, who fucking cared, really. And goddamn, this was hot.
Melissa scrambled up over John’s face and grabbed hold of the headboard. John’s fingertips gripped her ass and pulled her straight to his mouth. His tongue plunged immediately inside her and he strained his neck to extend his tongue as far as possible.
John’s head turned side to side as he lapped at Melissa’s insides. Gripping her ass, he pulled her back until her clit dragged against his lips. John pulled her back an inch or two as he growled, “Fuck my mouth.” As he said it, his palm crashed down upon her buttock, driving her across his mouth.
Melissa gripped the headboard tigther and ground her body against John’s face. His hands kept clapping down on her ass, making her flesh ripple and redden.
“John!” Melissa cried.
“Feed me that dirty pussy,” John commanded, tilting and angling his head, dragging his tongue along her dripping cunt.
‘“Feed me!” John grunted. Smack! “That dirty!” Smack smack! “Little!” Smack smack smack! “Pussy!”
This drove Melissa wild. She had been dirty last night, fucking John’s best friend in front of him and then taking him to bed, alone.
John arched his body, tilted his head and lapped ravenously as Melissa’s hips rolled and thrusted, grinding her pussy all over John’s face, coating him with glistening juices.
When John yanked her down against his face again, plunging his tongue inside her and snaking it in every direction in succession, Melissa’s legs began to quiver. She tossed her head back in an explosive orgasm that jerked her body against John’s face until he yanked her tight to his mouth, sealing her against him. Waves of sensation continued to roll through Melissa’s body as she convulsed against John’s mouth and he devoured her.
After Melissa gathered herself for a moment and caught her breath, John rolled her off him.
“Get on your knees, babe,” John said, and Melissa did, looking over at Lindsey as she did so. Lindsey lay on his back, head on his pillow, his dick thick and heavy against his abdomen.
Melissa doubted he’d ever seen anything like this. She’d never done anything like it. But fuck was it fun. And hot!
John rolled off the bed, stood beside it, and pulled Melissa into position, on her knees, head down, ass up.
“God damn, Melissa,” John said. “Hottest fucking woman alive.” He smacked her ass, leaving a mark.
John grabbed Melissa’s hips and pulled her back as he pressed his cock forward, the crown brushing between Melissa’s swollen, pink pussy lips.
“That pussy tasted so fucking good,” John added, pressing the head against her and barely penetrating her.
“Feels so fucking good,” John added, inching, but not driving.
As John’s cock lingered, Melissa gasped, “Please.”
“Please what?” John grinned, pulling his cock back out and rubbing it over her clit, and then pressing it back just inside her. Melissa moaned as he teased her.
“Please, John.”
“What do you want, babe?”
“I want you inside of me … fucking me so hard.”
“Fucking this dirty little pussy?”
“Yes!” and then, after a pause, “Please!”
“This dirty little pussy that got fucked so good last night?”
“John! Yes!”
With that, John shoved his cock immediately into Melissa, driving her forward onto her belly, his cock buried to the hilt. John’s hand crashed down on Melissa’s buttock, causing her to clench around his cock.
“That’s it, babe,” John said. “Squeeze that dick.” As he said it, he slowly withdrew while she squeezed tight around him. He rammed hard, balls deep, and spanked her ass again.