He grinned and picked up the package. “So if you use this, it’ll feel like me… kinda, huh?”
The memory made her heart flutter with love. She missed him. Deciding he had the right idea, she sent him a final message. I will. Every time I use it, I imagine it’s your cock. Good luck tonight. Love you.
She put the phone down and looked around. There were hours to kill. With a sigh, she decided to do laundry next. Then she wouldn’t have to do it the next day.
About 11:30, Mackenzie’s phone rang. She was putting away the last of her clean clothes. She had purchased plastic drawers to store her things. Rushing to get the phone, she hoped it was Brandon, finally.
“Hello?” She was breathless.
Brandon put a hand on the closet door. “Kenzie? You all right?”
“Yeah. The phone was in the other room. I’m fine.” She took a few breaths, to get her breathing back to normal. “I was doing housework.”
He smiled and opened the closet. “You ready? I got the bus to myself for maybe an hour.”
“Let me just go wash up real quick.” She started for the bathroom.
Pulling out his laptop and camera, he replied, “Sure. I need to get set up anyway.” He had already showered and changed into only pajama pants.
Soon after, Brandon was in his bunk, the light on and the curtain open wide for more light. Hands shaking from desire, he waited for Mackenzie. Already logged in to the messenger program they used, his body was humming with anticipation. As soon as her name lit up, he smiled and plugged in the camera.
“Can you see?” Mackenzie was naked on Jessie’s bed, her laptop between her legs. She looked at the image of herself and bent her knees. “Better?”
Brandon grinned. “Oh yeah, pussy’s all wet for me, huh?” He laid on his side, naked, his laptop lying on the mattress next to him.
“Yep.” She ran her fingers through her folds, teasing him. “It’s dying for your big cock.”
That was true. She needed a fix and bad. Baton Rouge was only five days earlier, but she was itching for something more than a vibrator. Fighting that need, she looked at his body. Well, what she could see of him. The thought of him watching her masturbate, had her turned on already.
“Spread your lips.” Brandon stroked his erection. He groaned softly as she did as she was told. “Suck on your fingers.” She complied immediately. His hips moved. Then he shifted the camera so she could see his cock better. “God, so beautiful.”
She slid her wet fingers into her pussy and stared at the screen. Brandon’s hand moved up and down his shaft. If only she could see him better. She could see enough that her pussy clenched.
“I want that in my mouth.” Her hands shook as her need built.
His eyelids drooped as pleasure began. “Put your vibrator in. I wanna watch your pussy swallow it.” He bit his lip as she inserted it, then started thrusting it slowly. The way her lips moved with the device was amazing. He imagined his cock in its place. “Harder.” His hand sped up as well.
Mackenzie’s head went back. “Brandon… Brandon…” She was imagining he was using the toy on her. When the orgasm washed over her, her hand froze as she trembled within.
Brandon gasped as he watched her body thrash. He bit his lip when fluid ran down to her ass. Jerking his dick faster, his eyes never left her pussy.
“Goddamn, Tink.”
Slowly she came down and was disappointed she was alone. Then her hand started to move again, thrusting the vibrator faster as she watched her lover please himself. Pre-cum oozed out. Her pussy tensed with desire. She wanted to lick the tip clean.
Gritting his teeth, Brandon squeezed his cock and his pelvic muscles. The show she was putting on was too much for him. Her hips moved up and down while she fucked herself harder. He wanted to be there so badly. As soon as he knew he could hold back a bit longer, he started to stroke himself again.
Trying to keep up the ruse that she wasn’t alone, Mackenzie worked her pussy harder. The orgasms were good but didn’t last. As soon as they were over, she felt like she needed to go higher. She opened her eyes and watched Brandon again. He was obviously enjoying it much more.
“Kenzie… I’m sorry.” Brandon’s body shuddered. “Gonna cum.” He grabbed the washcloth next to him and sighed, catching his semen as it spurted out. “Fuck!”
When he looked up, Mackenzie smiled at him. He could see it was not genuine though. She had put the vibrator down. Her body language told him she needed more. Closing his eyes, he knew what he had to do.
“Call Sasha.”
The words made her jump. “Huh?”
“You need a real dick.” Brandon tried not to show he felt slighted. “Call Sasha. And, uh… I do wanna watch.” He needed to see how he treated her.
She felt relief wash over her. “You want him to know you’re there?”
“No.” He moved his laptop so his face filled her screen. “I love you, Tink.”
She smiled, widely. “I love you too. You sure about this?”
“Yeah.” There was pain in his heart, but he knew she was suffering, too. “Can you kinda put on a show though? Maybe I’ll jack off again while you guys are at it.” He hoped he could get turned on enough to keep an erection. Voices made him jump. “Shit. Someone’s coming.” He quickly shut his curtain. “We gotta get on the road to Atlanta tonight. Let me know when he’s coming by, and I’ll log on again.”
Mackenzie sat up. “OK. I’ll set my laptop up so you can see it all.”
“Brandon? You here?” Scott called out as he walked towards the bunks. “There’s chicks asking for you. You need a blowjob.”
Brows furrowed, Brandon muted the laptop. “I’m talking to Kenzie. Shut up.”
“Sorry.” Scott turned and walked back to Liam and Chico, who sat on the couch with a few girls.
They had shown their faces at the after party and left. The band had an early morning appearance in Atlanta, so they had thought it best to bring the party to the bus.
Brandon turned the sound back on. “Sorry. The guys’re being stupid.”
“It’s OK.” She had only heard, “You need a blowjob.” However, she was sure it was out of context. “Go hang out with them. I’ll text you with his answer.”
He closed the laptop and put his pajama pants back on. After jumping down to the floor, he glared at the group in the front. The girls were giggling and drinking. He shook his head and closed himself in the bathroom.
“Brandon, you OK?” Scott called as he headed to the back of the bus.
When he saw Brandon’s bunk was empty, he checked the bathroom. Nothing. Then he opened the door to the back lounge. Brandon was sitting on the couch, feet up, phone and remote in his hands. Scott waited for a few minutes to be acknowledged, but it didn’t happen.
“What’s up with you?” Scott asked.
Not looking up, Brandon shrugged. “Nothing.”
“Don’t give me that bullshit.” Scott folded his arms over his chest. “I know you better than that.” He sat down on the end of the couch, at Brandon’s feet. “Did she hear me and get pissed?”
Brandon glanced at Scott. “I doubt it. She told me to go hang out with you.” He stared at his phone. “She’s having that guy over tonight. The one I’m not so sure about.”
“Your idea or hers?”
“Mine.” Brandon sighed. “She looked like she was about to cry. I couldn’t let her suffer anymore. Hopefully, I can handle watching.”
Scott fought the urge to invite himself to watch as well. “Need me to be there if you can’t?”
“I guess. She’s gonna let me know what time he’ll be there.”
Austin’s voice came from down the hall. “Scott, let’s go. We ain’t got much time.”
“Yeah. Hang on.” Scott shouted back. Then he met Brandon’s eyes, filled with turmoil. “You should come get your dick sucked so you’re clear-headed. There’s two girls ready to get on their knees for you.”
Brandon rolled his eyes
. “I don’t need it that bad. Besides, I’d feel guilty.”
“She’s gonna fuck some guy, and you’ll feel guilty getting head?” Scott scowled. “How’s that work? Sounds unfair to me.”
“I can deal. OK?” Brandon knew it was weird, but it was how he felt. “Go get what you can from those chicks before we have to leave.”
Scott walked out and closed the door behind him. He didn’t understand Brandon holding out for her. Then again, Austin didn’t understand his need for fucking women without him. The look in Brandon’s eyes said he did need another woman, though. Maybe love makes you do funny things?
Brandon upped the volume on the television as soon as the first moan was heard. He looked at his phone several times during the movie wondering what was going on with Mackenzie. Just as the rear lounge door opened, his phone rang.
“We’re heading out,” Jesse said as he walked into the room.
Holding up a finger, Brandon accepted the call. “Hey, Kenzie. One sec.” He glanced up. “Need something?”
“Well… I was elected to ask you…” Jesse swallowed. Everyone on the bus thought Brandon was pissed off, and they didn’t want him to go ballistic. “Uh, do you mind if some of the guys join you back here? It’s kinda crowded up front.”
Brandon groaned and sat up. “I’m not in a bad mood. It’s hard to explain. I’ll get in my bunk. Tell whoever they can have the room.”
Mackenzie heard mostly muffled words. She could tell Brandon wasn’t happy. Then she heard him moving around. She sat on the bed, waiting.
Once settled in his bunk, on his back, Brandon put the phone to his ear. “Sorry. I had to switch rooms.” He grabbed the bunk edge as the bus turned. “Bus is on the road now. You talk to Sasha?”
“Yes.” Mackenzie was in a towel, just out of the shower. “He’ll be here in about 15, 20 minutes.” She paused, then smiled. “Thank you.”
He cocked an eyebrow. “For what?”
“Understanding.” She sighed. “Sometimes I wish I could be like you. But, I’m not.”
He closed his eyes and put a hand to his forehead. “I love you just the way you are.” He took a second to find the right words. “When we got together, I knew who you were. Don’t worry about me. I understand you need sex more than I do.” His dick was already growing just thinking of her body. “When I get down there, we’ll have days to just be with each other.”
“OK.” It was not a confident reply. She felt a twinge of guilt needing other men. The alternative was near insanity though. “Nine days, right?”
Brandon grinned widely. “Yeah. Then we’ll have almost a week together.” He half sat up, realizing he’d forgotten to ask. “You got the week off, right?”
“Yep.” She had to do some work from home, but Winston, her boss, was flexible. “I’m all yours.”
He lay back, relieved. “Good. We go back to Cali after Tampa. Then there’s only a week left of the tour.”
“I need to get dressed.” Mackenzie didn’t want to hang up. “And I have to set everything up. When he knocks, I’ll text you and turn the camera on. OK?”
“Sure.” Brandon wished he didn’t feel so alone. “I’ll be right here.”
Scott was changing the sheet on his mattress. When Brandon stopped talking, he tapped on the wall separating their beds. “You need to talk?”
“Nah.” Brandon opened his curtain slightly and found Scott standing right there. “Thanks, though. If it goes bad, I’ll let you know.”
Looking down the aisle at Austin coming towards him, Scott replied, “I’m here anytime, man.”
Brandon nodded. “Thanks.” Then he closed his curtain, held his phone to his chest and unmuted the volume on his DVD player.
Just about 15 minutes later, Sasha stepped into Jesse’s kitchen. “You sure he don’t mind?”
Mackenzie poured two glasses of wine. “I’m sure. Jesse told me to make myself at home, and Brandon approves of you. Will you relax?”
Lifting his glass, he replied, “I will after a few of these.” He drank the first down quickly, then poured another. “Brandon scared the shit out of me the night we met. I thought he was gonna kill me.”
“He was just jealous. He’s over it,” she assured him. Then she hid a smirk. “Come on. All those dirty texts got me going up a wall. I need that cock of yours.”
Still hundreds of miles away, Brandon lay in his bunk with his laptop on his stomach. Jesse’s bed filled most of the screen. He could hear faint voices but not their actual words. Nervously, he waited. His mic was muted so that Sasha wouldn’t hear him.
Mackenzie came into the frame. “Put your glass over there.”
“Should I shut the lights?” Sasha asked. “It’s kinda bright in here.”
She hadn’t thought of that. Brandon needed the light to see. Her webcam didn’t work well in low light. “No. Leave them. I wanna see all of you.” She was excited at the thought of Brandon watching.
“Ooh, nice,” he replied. Sasha opened his pants. “You left your laptop open.”
Glancing at it, she nodded. “I know. I have a project to finish after this.”
“So I can’t stay over?” Sasha pouted.
She glared at him. “You know the rules.”
“I was kidding. Chill.” He watched her look around the room. “You OK, Kenzie?”
“Fine.” She stood in front of her laptop and pulled her shirt over her head. “Time to get naked.”
Brandon grabbed his crotch as he watched her strip, facing him. When she slowly spun around, naked, he winced. Then Sasha appeared, and his mouth dropped. His cock was huge. No wonder she wanted to keep him.
“So.” Sasha’s eyebrows went up and down. “Ready for my big dick yet?” He only said it because it seemed to turn her on.
She grinned and wrapped her fingers around his shaft. “Oh yeah. I’m ready.” Slowly she stroked it, squeezing the tip a few times. A hand ran down his thigh as she got to her knees. “I’m more than ready.”
Sasha’s head went back when she sucked half his length into her mouth. “Yeah. Like that, baby.” He laid a hand on her head and fisted her hair. “Suck it hard.”
Not able to watch, Brandon closed his eyes. He had not expected to see her giving him head. Knowing she enjoyed blowjobs, he imagined her pussy dripping already. Imagining her lips around his cock made it even harder. He pushed his pajama pants down and gripped his erection. Then he looked at the laptop. He could see by her eyes that she was about to pounce on Sasha.
“I need your dick,” Mackenzie announced as she let Sasha’s cock fall from her mouth.
He grabbed her wrists and yanked her to her feet. “Good, ’cause I need that pussy.” He led her to the bed and forced her onto her belly. “Spread those legs.” He grabbed a condom from the dresser and rolled it on. “Wider!”
Mackenzie hoped Brandon didn’t consider that domination. She spread her legs wider and waited, body trembling. The bed moved, then he pushed her legs open further. Her knees bent and she rested some weight on them.
Sasha smiled at her wet and swollen pussy. He hadn’t fucked her in weeks. Or any other woman for that matter. She was the only one he could call for sex. When he got onto his forearms and thrust into her, he was thankful he had jerked off before heading to her place. She felt that good.
“Ah.” Mackenzie gripped the pillow near her head as Sasha pushed forward. His width was stretching her. “Ah, God.” He pumped slowly but gained ground with each stroke. His mouth on the back of her neck made her shiver.
“Miss my cock, huh?”
“Yessss.”
Sasha moaned. “Good. It missed you.”
Hating that she was enjoying it, Brandon almost shut the laptop. Her face contorted with pleasure, and she cried out loudly. His dick twitched. Out loud, Brandon said to himself, “God, I need a blowjob.”
Scott was in his bunk, alone, listening. He closed his eyes. I can give you one. “Yeah, right.” Like Brandon would agree to it. He tried to think o
f a way it could happen accidentally. In a threesome, it was possible. His mind created a fantasy that he hoped to make come true.
Brandon started jerking his cock as he stared at his girlfriend cumming again. He tried to ignore Sasha’s ass as he continued to thrust into her harder and harder. Surprisingly, he was pretty well built for an accountant. Then he shook his head. Stop looking at him.
Mackenzie’s back arched, her body pressing to Sasha’s more. He ground into her, going in circles. Her eyes shut tight while she moaned. He was the only lover back home almost as good as Brandon. Lips brushed over her neck, then ear. She sighed, enjoying the sudden tenderness.
“Get her on her knees.” Brandon’s voice echoed in the bedroom.
Sasha jumped, pulling out in the process. “Fuck! Brandon’s home?” He got to his knees and looked around the room. “Where is he?”
“Webcam,” Mackenzie explained. “Sorry, he didn’t want you to know. Say hi.” She waved at the laptop.
Brandon scowled. He didn’t like what Sasha had been doing. “I wanted to watch.”
Mackenzie went to the dresser and clicked on the chat they had logged into. A dark window opened. Brandon was barely visible. “Baby, you want us to do doggie style or something else?”
“That’s fine.” His eyes went to Sasha, who was pacing, his erection lost. “Sorry I scared you, Sasha.”
Sasha waved, then put his hands to his head, trying to catch his breath. He just about jumped out of his skin when he heard Brandon’s voice. One look down told him they would have to start over. He wasn’t sure he could keep an erection with Brandon watching his every move.
“You OK?” Mackenzie put a hand on Sasha’s arm. “He’s not mad. This was his idea.” She stepped in front of him and held both his arms. “Can you handle him watching? For me?”
He looked down at her and caved immediately. “I guess.” He needed her, so he had to deal with it.
“How about we get rid of this and start over?” She tugged the condom off him and got to her knees again. “I know what you need to relax.” She kept her eyes focused on his as she lifted his limp cock to her lips. “More of this.” She slid his entire shaft into her mouth and sucked hard.
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