After about fifteen minutes, servers brought out champagne and glasses were passed around. Once all were filled, Winston tapped his glass several times. “To Mackenzie…” He shouted and lifted his glass. Those around them did the same. “…for always thinking of the company, even when she has a rock star back home.” He winked at Brandon. “Sorry for all the late nights since you arrived.”
Brandon nodded and pulled Mackenzie in front of him, pressing his body to hers. “She made it up to me Saturday.” He had been disappointed when she had to work on Sunday, but knew it was important for her career. Leaning down a bit, he whispered, “And you can make the rest up to me tonight.”
Her pussy clenched instantly. Mackenzie knew he meant they were going to have a wild night. His flight was at 2:00 the next afternoon, and they planned to spend every minute left together. Winston didn’t even blink an eye when she asked for the day off. Her hand slid up his back and toyed with his hair.
“I have every intention of making you think about me until we see each other again.” She felt emotion welling up. They didn’t even have 24 hours left together.
Hearing the sadness in her voice, Brandon tugged her until she turned around then pulled her into his arms. “You know I will.” He slowly stroked her hair, trying to soothe her. “You’re always on my mind.”
“Mackenzie!” Terri bounded over to them and threw her arms around them both. “I didn’t get to congratulate you yet.”
Confused, Mackenzie turned to her, “For what?”
“Hooking Brandon’s sexy ass.” Terri tapped his bottom lightly. “And what a nice ass it is.”
She was the biggest flirt. She and Brandon got along well also. She and Mackenzie were close enough that she felt the need to approve men for Mackenzie. Brandon was the first Mackenzie was remotely serious about since they had met. With a wink at Mackenzie, she playfully grabbed her hip. Despite the fact that she preferred women, Terri had never come on to Mackenzie.
Brandon pulled her into their embrace. “Maybe I could spread my love around once in a while.” He squeezed her side and Mackenzie’s ass, trying like hell not to get turned on by the idea of fucking his girlfriend’s best friend. “It could be fun.”
He glanced at Terri. She was a bottle blonde, but it suited her. She wore makeup, but not too much. Her breasts were large compared to Mackenzie’s, and she was curvier. He liked that sometimes. Maybe Mackenzie wouldn’t mind a threesome. Then he groaned softly. His cock was growing rapidly.
Terri pressed her breast into Brandon’s side, hoping he would notice. She had never mentioned her attraction to Brandon, because she could tell Mackenzie had wanted more with him although she couldn’t see it. That week she had not talked to her, but she received a few texts while they had been on the road. It seemed their relationship was an open one. She grabbed Brandon’s cheek a bit harder, hoping her friend wouldn’t balk at it.
Mackenzie first noticed Brandon’s cock hardening against her lower belly. Then she realized Terri was groping his ass, and he liked it. With the amount of people in the room, no one would notice, so she tested Terri by touching her side. When their eyes met, she saw guilt.
“I do share,” Mackenzie softly assured her.
The words surprised her. She had not planned to share him at all except maybe with another couple. Was it a bad idea to let her best friend into their relationship? She thought about Terri’s personality. Terri also easily separated sex and love. Brandon would enjoy two women, and she knew it. It could be a perfect send off for him. It might even keep him faithful for the whole two weeks.
“Are you sure?” Terri nervously replied.
Brandon looked from one woman to the other. He couldn’t hear what they were saying, but their grinding hips were driving him up a wall. When they pulled away from him suddenly, he wanted to follow to find out what was going on. Mackenzie pulled Terri by the hand from the room. Before he was able to trail them, Travis stepped in his path.
“Hey, Brandon, nice to see you again.” Travis was much calmer than their first meeting.
Brandon tried to see where the girls went while he responded, “You too, man.” When they turned a corner, he gave up. “Did you get our new album yet?”
“Hell, yes! Love it.” Travis tried to tone down his enthusiasm, but it wasn’t easy. “My favorite is ‘The Hero’s Road.’ Kick-ass.” He had purchased the digital version right away, but had gotten the CD after meeting Brandon. “Um, would you… Uh, can I ask…” Just spit it out, he berated himself. “I have your CD in my desk… Would you…”
Saving him, Brandon continued his thought. “Sign it? Sure. Let’s go.” He hoped the girls were in there. “Lead the way.”
Excited beyond reason, Travis almost jumped for joy. Get a hold of yourself, fucker! He had never met anyone famous before. Brandon Knight was a hero of his in a way. While they made their way through the throng of bodies, he breathed deeply, forcing himself to relax. He’s just a guy like you. Chill. He felt a little better once they were in the hallway.
“Did you see where Mackenzie went?” Brandon was checking every room they passed, to no avail.
“No, sorry.” Travis was hurrying, in case Mackenzie pulled Brandon away. “So in October, are you getting us good seats?” He couldn’t help but ask.
With a smirk, Brandon replied, “Better than you expect.” He had a plan to get Travis laid that night. By his demeanor, he rarely met women. Just in case, he asked, “So, do you wanna bring your girlfriend?”
Travis turned a shade of red he had not in a long time. “Oh, uh, I don’t have one.” He cursed himself for being such a geek. “I work long hours, so women don’t really fit into my schedule.” Although he got a hard-on, every time Mackenzie bent over. He had thought about asking her out, or just seeing if she was interested in a quickie, but was too shy to approach her in that way. It was too late for that.
“Ah, I see.” Brandon made a mental note to find him a hot, eager groupie to fuck the hell out of him. “So, what type of girls do you like?”
The change in topic eased Travis’ mind. “I kinda prefer brunettes, but redheads always catch my eye.” He opened the door to the shared office. “I have a thing for big asses, though.” He closed his eyes, embarrassed, “Sorry, TMI huh?”
“Nah.” Brandon was glad he was being open. “What else do ya like?”
While he searched the middle drawer of his desk, he answered, “I guess I like short girls.” He was five foot seven, so he leaned toward those shorter than him. “Tattoos are hot too, especially tramp stamps.” He knew Mackenzie didn’t have one like that, having seen her blouse go up in the back more than once. The tattoos on her sides were quite arousing though.
“That can be arranged,” Brandon said almost to himself.
Travis didn’t catch it. “Ever done a girl with a clit piercing?”
“I have.” Brandon didn’t like them too much. At least not on groupies, since he never went down on them, ever. “It looks cool.”
Finally pulling out the CD, Travis handed it and a black marker over. “I’ve been thinking of getting my junk pierced.”
Brandon winced. “Ouch, Jake had that done and had to take it out. I guess it works for some.”
“Maybe I’ll just leave it alone then.” Travis watched Brandon write a few lines on the CD insert. “I just want an edge up.” He looked around to assure they were alone. “I really don’t know how to talk to girls.”
Without looking up, Brandon nodded. “I know. At the concert, I’ll try to give you some tips, but I wanna find Mackenzie now.” He signed his name below the note that said: To my good friend Travis, Never give up on your dreams. They can come true. He handed both the CD and marker back. “Make sure you dress a bit differently for the show.” He waved his hand up and down, taking in Travis’ business suit. “You’ll never fit in like that.”
“Don’t worry,” Travis began. “I have jeans and T-shirts at home.” He hoped he could remotely fit in with anyone M
ackenzie or Brandon knew.
Brandon met his anxious gaze. “Relax, man. Mackenzie will be right there with you.” He started for the door. “The guys are just people like me and you. Jake is kind of a dick though. Just ignore him, and he’ll find a chick to fuck instead of fucking with you.”
Travis’ mouth dropped. I’m going to meet the rest of the band? Holy shit!
“Later, Trav.” Brandon entered the hall and searched all the open rooms for Mackenzie and Terri before going back to the party disappointed.
Mackenzie and Terri were in a locked conference room on the other side of the building. Mackenzie had gotten Terri to admit she had a sexual thing for Brandon since she first met him. It turned her on to know her man was that desirable to other women. She felt the dampness spreading to her thighs.
“This would be a onetime thing. Unless Brandon wants it again and you follow my rules.” She was nervous and excited about the idea, but didn’t want things to turn ugly like they sometimes could.
“You know me.” Terri smiled. “I’m like you—fuck ’em and leave ’em. Well, unless their cock is just that good. Then I might go for seconds.”
“Slut,” Mackenzie teased.
Terri’s eyebrows went up. “You know it.” She sat in one of the rolling chairs. “I won’t do anything to him that you say is off limits. And I won’t get attached.” She reserved attachments for women, less egos in her opinion. “So what’s your rules? Can I play with you too?
Mackenzie was taken aback for only a few seconds. “You know, I didn’t even think of that.” They had joked around about getting together for a night often, but had never followed through. “I’ve been with a woman, so I’m good with that too.”
“What?” Terri hadn’t heard about that. “When?” She folded her arms over her chest. “Spill.”
With a wistful look in her eyes, Mackenzie relayed the liaison with Giovanni and Crystal. She had enjoyed every minute of it, even Giovanni trying to get his huge dick in her. “You shoulda seen Brandon’s face when she started eating me out. Then he fucked the shit outta her.”
“So, was her boyfriend any good?” Terri loved hearing wild true stories.
Mackenzie grinned. “Fuck yeah he was. My thighs were a bit raw after though. He’s kinda rough, but damn what a thick cock. You’d love it.”
“I’m jealous.” Terri rarely found men larger than seven inches. “How big is Brandon?” It was another thing Mackenzie had never revealed.
“Looks like your gonna find out.”
Terri bit her lower lip, shivering with anticipation. “So then, what’re your rules?” She braced herself for the worst.
“Condom, no kissing and no hickeys.” Mackenzie paused, making sure there wasn’t anything else. “Kinda the same rules Brandon put on me.”
Her eyebrows rose, “All doable and understandable.” She got to her feet.
“Don’t say anything.” Mackenzie expression turned wicked. “He’s gonna be shocked. Damn, I wish I had an extra key to Jesse’s place so you could surprise him.”
Terri liked where it was going. “Just give me the address and leave the door unlocked. I’ll be quiet as a mouse.” She was surprisingly calm about the idea of a threesome. It had been some time since she participated in one.
Mackenzie quickly texted her the address. “Wait about fifteen minutes after we leave to follow, so I can get him in bed first. Come in the room naked. He’d love that.” Then an idea popped into her head. “Wait. Maybe…”
Chapter Forty Three
Brandon was relieved when Mackenzie strode into the room, alone, but with a sinful grin on her lips. She came right to him, and he swept her off her feet. There was music playing. He twirled her around to the slow beat. “Missed you, Tink. Where’d you go?”
“Just needed to do some girl talk.” She winked. “What’d you do while I was gone?”
He gave her a half smile. “Made Travis’ day.” He set her on her feet, but still swayed her to the music. “When’re we getting out of here?” He pressed his pelvis to hers, his dick still hard as a rock. “I need to relieve the pressure, Kenzie.” He ground into her harder, making her gasp. “You make me crazy.”
She clung to him, her pussy moistening more each second. “God, I can’t wait till we get home.” Without another thought, she pulled Brandon by his belt buckle to the door. “We’ll use my office.”
They almost ran down the corridor. Brandon closed the blinds that covered the glass wall next to the door. Mackenzie looked around for the best place to start. She didn’t want anyone to find out, so she thought about just using the floor. Suddenly she was off her feet.
“Kneel on the couch,” Brandon growled and set her down in front of it. He stood still until she was facing the outside window. “Hands on the glass.” When she had complied, he quickly lifted her skirt to reveal stockings held up by a garter belt and no panties. “So sweet.” He yanked his jeans open and let them fall, also going commando.
Mackenzie’s body shuddered with excitement. Fingers ran up her inner thighs, leaving a trail of tingling in their wake. They made their way forward to her hips for a few seconds before heading back again.
“Please, Brandon.”
He slapped her bare ass, sharply. “Quiet when I’m exploring.” His dominant side was coming out again. “Spread those legs, baby.” After she had, he sucked on two fingers then thrust them into her pussy, twisting them and getting them good and wet. “Keep quiet, got it?” He pulled out and looked at her ass again.
She nodded and waited. What’s he doing? Then her eyes opened wide. He pushed both fingers into her backdoor at once. Involuntarily, she tensed. It had hurt.
“A little pain with your pleasure,” he whispered.
Whimpering, Mackenzie needed him to move and stop teasing her. “Fuck me,” she begged. “Please fuck me.”
He gripped her hip, fingers around the garter belt and pressed the head of his cock against her hole. “Fuck you here?” With a smirk, he watched her push her hips back and forth, but he moved with her. He let out a chuckle as she struggled. “Say my name,” he demanded.
“Fuck me, baby.”
“My name!”
“Fuck me, Brandon. Please, Brandon, fuck me.”
Instantly, he grabbed a handful of her hair and thrust into her pussy hard.
“Oh, God!” Mackenzie cried out, close to orgasm, but she was a bit nervous.
Keeping constant rhythm in both holes, Brandon felt her body respond immediately, “Cum, damnit.” With a bit of intensity, she finally let go. Her pussy let loose all over his balls and subsequently his jeans. “Shit, didn’t think of that.” Too late though.
Terri opened the office door slowly. Exactly as she thought, they were fucking. She watched Brandon’s naked ass while he pumped his hips. Mackenzie’s face was pushed against the window, and she looked like she was enjoying it way too much. Terri closed the door quietly and stared, wishing he was drilling her.
“Brandon!” Mackenzie quickly realized how loud that had been, but then his next stroke banished all thoughts. It caused an eruption so strong she was blinded for a few seconds.
“Oh, yeah, Kenzie, milk that dick.” He groaned as she rhythmically squeezed him within. “Fuck!” His eyes opened wide. His voice had echoed in the quiet room. With a glance over his shoulder, he noticed Terri. Brandon met her eyes. “You like the show, sweetheart?”
“Real hot,” Terri admitted. “Makes me a bit jealous.” She played along with the off limits routine.
Brandon debated on pulling out and turning to her. Would Mackenzie be annoyed if he flashed her? He wanted to encourage her to come closer. He was rarely sexually attracted to other women, but Terri’s bi side drew his curiosity enough to wonder if they could…
“You… should…” Mackenzie stopped to catch her breath. “Come see… the tattoo.” She collapsed against the couch, forcing Brandon to dislodge from her.
Hesitantly, Terri stepped forward. She heard so much abo
ut the famous tattoo above Brandon’s dick. Then her mouth flew open as he turned sideways. His long, thick erection glistened with their combined juices. It looked so inviting. When she realized she was staring, she averted her gaze for a few seconds.
Brandon moved in front of her, his body moving of its own accord. “You like?”
His cock swelled a bit more, imagining her sucking him off while Mackenzie ate her out. Damn, he liked having two women more than he thought he did. He turned back to Mackenzie, who looked on, but didn’t say anything. Then she smirked. What came next was unexpected, yet welcome.
Terri dropped to her knees in front of him. Without the use of her hands, she eased his erection into her mouth. She licked and sucked off the taste of Mackenzie, mixed with the salty taste of him. Her pussy throbbed, feeling neglected. She had only been with women for the last few weeks. She longed to be fucked, hard.
Mackenzie saw Brandon’s ass cheeks tense, which meant she was deep-throating him. Her view was partly obscured by Brandon’s body. “Let me watch,” she demanded.
Brandon changed the angle he stood at, while Terri crawled with his movement. “You don’t mind, Kenzie?”
“I set this up, baby.” She winked at him. “Going away present.”
He moaned loudly as the head of his cock rubbed the back of her throat. Rarely did he come quickly with a blowjob from anyone but Mackenzie. However, Terri had no gag reflex. She took it all and then some. When she swallowed with him completely down her throat, he groaned. Then she licked his balls somehow.
Mackenzie got to the floor and crept towards them. When she was behind Brandon, she placed her hands on his ass and spread his cheeks. He reacted by widening his stance and relaxing the muscles. Her tongue snaked out and rimmed his backdoor. His gasp encouraged her. She pushed against the tight opening, letting the tip of her tongue penetrate slightly.
Brandon looked back and forth at the women working on him. His legs wobbled a bit, but he ignored it, never wanting the constant pleasure to stop. Then it became more difficult, so he put a hand on each of their heads to steady himself. Terri taking him deep again made his knees buckle. He caught himself in time and let them hold him up. Mackenzie knew exactly what he liked, so she was making him falter as well. He leaned his head back and closed his eyes, trying to cum before he collapsed.
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