by Sam Crescent
“You like that, sweetheart, being told by another man to suck me?” She glided down his shaft, taking him in her mouth completely until he touched the back of her throat. “That’s it, Melissa. Take it all,” Bruce groaned.
Who would have thought just days ago Melissa had faked an orgasm? Now she was kneeling before him, sucking his dick in front of a room full of people, including Chris who Bruce caught watching the show. Bruce looked to see which woman he’d brought with him and was surprised to see Natasha. The prim, proper assistant was completely naked and wrapped around Chris.
When Bruce felt the slight nip on his dick, he looked down and smiled, stroking Melissa’s jaw. “You’re the only one I want, babe.”
The ache in his balls was killing him. Her tongue doing wicked things against his head, licking away any juice as it started to weep out, was driving him crazy.
He pulled on her hair, tilting her head back. “I’m going to cum, babe.” She looked up at him with innocent eyes that would be his undoing. “Oh, fuck, babe, your mouth. Suck it harder, take it to the back of your throat. That’s it, deep throat me!” He cradled her face and tilted it back so the angles allowed him to thrust all the way down to the back of her throat. She squeezed his balls in her hands, cupping him as his body tightened with his impending release.
“Here it comes babe, you're going to drink every drop,” he roared, thrusting his cock as far and as deep as he could go, releasing every drop of seed straight down her throat.
Not waiting a moment and still hard even though he'd just spent a great deal of cum, Bruce grabbed Melissa around the waist, sitting down as he did. He positioned himself at her entrance and thrust, grabbing her waist and pushing her down, her cunt hitting his balls.
Melissa screamed but he didn’t care. He was a man crazed and didn’t care about the people watching. They’d see the perfect shape of her body with her tits swinging in front of his face as je latched onto one hard nipple, biting down as he did. He was being hard and rough, he’d never acted like this with her. Her pussy convulsed around his cock and her cum built, making her slippery and demanding. Bruce’s hands bruised her waist and hips where he held on, thrusting up as he threw her down his shaft, never easing up.
“I can feel how close you are,” he told her, never giving up.
“Oh. God. Bruce.” Each word was a scream as his cock hit her deep inside, so close to pain, so pleasurable.
“That’s it baby, cum all over my cock. Let them see your juice. They’re watching you. They want to see you come apart.” He bit down on her other nipple, marking her.
“I’m going to cum,” Melissa screamed as her juice soaked his cock and balls, her pussy pulsing, sending his cock deep as he spurted another load of semen into her body.
****
Melissa held onto Bruce, her strength gone. Her body was alive and singing, her pussy slightly sore but she wanted to do it all again, watch Bruce come apart, lose control. Her aching nipples pressed against his chest where he’d marked her. She probably should have an issue but she couldn’t. He’d marked her for himself and she’d wear the marks with pride.
“I’m never letting you go,” Bruce said
She smiled up into his masculine face. “After that, I don’t think I’ll ever find a cock as great as yours.” She laughed as he swelled inside her at her comment.
“You feel amazing, Melissa. So hot and passionate. You drive me crazy.”
“I love sucking your cock, Bruce. I can’t believe I’ve gone this long without.”
She watched the flare of lust build in his eyes at her blatant words.
“You can suck my cock whenever you want.”
She couldn’t help it. She laughed, sending a vibration through her pussy and she moaned. “I’ll suck your cock whenever I want and tell you when to suck my pussy.”
“You’re going to keep me constantly hard if you keep talking like that,” he warned. “It would never go to waste.” She kissed him, loving his reactions to her.
For the first time ever, Melissa felt complete. She was happy and relaxed after years of being left to believe sex was a bad thing and she was dirty to think about it. Sure it had left her with some scars. After the last few days though, she could feel a difference within herself. She loved Bruce and would do anything for him. He’d never hurt her and nothing he asked would be too much. This was what love was all about, the complete, absolute trust in another person, the person who owned your soul. Bruce owned her soul, her heart, mind and body.
Chapter Five
Bruce frowned as he looked out at the city below his office. It had been weeks since their trip to the fantasy house and he and Melissa’s sex life was back on track. He couldn’t keep her off him. She was constantly waiting for him when he got home from work
and he loved it. They barely got any sleep as she continued to surprise and excite him. They’d gone to his parents’ house for dinner and while his mother and father had been in the kitchen, the little minx had straddled him right there in the sitting room and fucked him with his parents only a couple of feet away. He imagined it helped hearing his parents arguing, knowing they'd be awhile. On the way home, she sucked his cock in the car even though traffic was heavy.
Melissa was truly insatiable. She came to the office regularly and she’d even built up the courage to come in just a long coat on a regular basis. Bruce got hard just thinking about the little surprise as she’d dropped the coat and told him she needed to be fucked.
Wow. He wiped his face, thoughts of the last few weeks coming to him, making him want her again.
Her mother’s taunts were at the back of her mind now after paying the nasty little woman a visit. Melissa had managed to get closure. She didn’t talk about what they'd said but the calls to the house stopped and Melissa had completely wiped the woman out of her mind. Meeting her father and discovering the only reason he left was because of his wife’s infidelities seemed to wipe out all of Melissa’s issues. If Bruce knew it would be as simple as talking to her father, he’d have forced that talk years ago.
Bruce felt he could've saved a lot of upset and pain for his wife but he couldn’t live with regret because Melissa was more passionate and responsive than ever before. She’d done it all on her own with his support.
After last night as she straddled him in bed, she asked what he most wanted and her exact words were, “Whatever or whomever you want, Bruce, just tell me. I know you’d
never hurt me and I want to do anything to make you happy.” Her smile was so wickedly sexy, her meaning clear.
He wondered if he should bring Chris home tonight with him or whether that was truly pushing it too far. He didn’t want to take her out of her comfort zone but last night’s words kept replaying in his head like a tape on a constant repeat.
“Knock, knock.” Bruce turned to see Chris in the door way.
“What do you want?” he demanded, his mood foul.
“Well, aren’t we a little sour today? Wife not giving you any?” Leave it to Chris to be the one to mock his marital status.
“Actually, she doesn’t stop. She rides me every chance she gets.” He should've just kept his mouth shut.
“Why the foul mood then?” Chris sat down in the chair opposite him.
“I don’t know,” he growled.
That wasn’t true. He did know. Bruce wanted nothing more than to take Chris home with him and make love to his wife, but another part of him didn’t want to go to that next step. The pleasure of sharing a woman was addictive, his other partners loved being shared, but Melissa was different. He wanted to give her absolute pleasure but he didn’t want it to be the only pleasure she ever wanted to receive. Chris would be a one-time only experience, as Bruce's possessive instincts only went so far. Seeing her in another man’s arms would just kill Bruce.
“Yeah, whatever...look... you’ve upset a lot of the staff today so you better know what the problem and soon.” Chris stood ready to leave.
“Meli
ssa told me I could do whatever I wanted in bed, she even mentioned someone.” The words flew out of Bruce and he hoped he wouldn’t have to repeat them again. Bruce watched as Chris sat down again, waiting. “I don’t know what to do,” he finally admitted after several minutes silence.
“Look, it’s up to you, she’s left the ball in your court. Do what you think is best,” Chris said rather calmly.
Bruce hesitated. He wanted to do this for Melissa, Hell, he even wanted to watch, but at the same time he wanted her all to himself.
“Come home with me.”
****
Melissa looked at her reflection for what seemed like the sixth hundredth time. She was so nervous, which was silly, really silly. She and Bruce had been perfect the past couple of weeks. She’d never felt so free in all her life. Her manipulating mother was out of her life for good, her father was now part of her life and she felt great. After what she said to Bruce last night though, she was worried.
What had she done?
You’re curious. You want to know what it’s like with another man.
A few days ago, going through some boxes in the attic, she’d come across an old video. Curiosity got the best of her and she played the tape only to discover clips of females having sex with two men. After the hour long tape ended, her pussy dripped with moisture and she was horny as hell. Melissa couldn’t get it out of her mind, constantly replaying the tape over and over again, which is why she dropped the hint last night to Bruce. As she waited for him to return from his day at the office, she was nervous but excited.
If he didn’t bring anyone home she was okay with that, but the thought of another man walking through that door... She struggled to breathe, the excitement and feelings so intense. His car pulled into the drive way and she sat at the table with a smile on her face.
The clock ticked by in the background.
How long does it take to get to the frigging house?
Tick-tock, tick-tock. The clock continued to mock her. Had she looked at the clock across the room, she’d have seen that only a few seconds had passed.
She heard the key in the door.
The lock turning.
The handle clicked as he opened the door.
Silence, she didn’t know if anyone was with him.
Footsteps...
Why hadn’t he come through the kitchen?
The footsteps got closer.
She held her breath.
“Hey, babe.” Bruce came and kissed her on the lips. “You look hot.”
He was alone?
“Thank you, how was work?”
“The same.”
“Chris, you wanna come through?” he called back, Melissa’s eyes growing wide as Chris entered the room.
“Hey Mel, how've you been?” It was then Melissa realized this was the first time she’d seen him since the night she watched him fucking his mystery woman.
“I’m good and you?” she croaked out.
“I’m great.”
****
Chris never liked awkward situations. In fact, he worked hard to avoid them. He walked up to Melissa while keeping his eye on Bruce, making sure he wasn’t pushing his luck with his best friend’s wife. He cupped her cheek, tilting her head back. “I hear you’ve been a very busy girl.”
“Busy? Busy with what?” she asked as a rosy blush spread up her jaw.
“There’s no mistaking your voice when you scream for him to fuck you harder and deeper and for him to cum inside your pussy.” Chris watched both of their reactions. Shock and embarrassment were the first reactions from Melissa. However, her body spoke another message. He watched as her large breasts flushed and her nipples hardened, thrusting against the silk of her dress. Bruce, well Chris could see the outline of his cock, there was no need to over think what they wanted.
“I like a woman who’s not afraid to scream,” he told Melissa.
“Why are you here?” Melissa’s voice was breathy and seductive.
“Bruce invited me to share dinner and to help fuck your brains out.” His own cock was heavy and rock hard, his blunt words affecting everyone in the room.
“Is this what you want, Bruce?” She turned away from Chris and gave her husband her full attention.
“Do you, Melissa?”
“I don’t want to lose you.”
“You’ll never lose me. This is just another fantasy. I know you want this, too. Just for tonight.” Bruce came to kneel at her feet, staring into her eyes. “I’ll never hate you and I’ll never be disgusted with you. Tonight is about pleasure. Your pleasure and our pleasure.” He stroked her cheek.
Melissa turned her head and kissed his palm. “Just for tonight,” she told them both.
Bruce took her lips in a searing all-consuming kiss, demanding everything from her.
“I love you, Bruce...so completely,” she told him between kisses.
Bruce moved the straps of her silky dress down her arms. “I love you, too, Melissa. You’re my everything.”
Chris watched husband and wife, emotions and jealousy and envy eating at him. They looked so good together, the perfect couple. They were so gone on each other that they never saw the passing of dark emotions over their friend's face.
Bruce moved behind Melissa, pulling her dress down an inch by agonizing inch, exposing her glorious tits as her dress dropped on the floor. She wore nothing underneath, completely naked for their eyes to devour.
“Fuck me. She’s fucking gorgeous,” Chris mumbled.
Bruce took hold of her hands, placing them around his neck.
“There you go sweetheart, show him everything.” Bruce cupped her tits.
Chris started to undress, watching Melissa as he did so. She was so hot, her body so tempting. Chris wanted her and for tonight he’d fuck that little body and fuck it hard. Once he was naked, he watched her looking at his cock and fondled himself, catching her attention.
“You want this?” Chris asked.
She nodded.
“Show me her pussy,” Chris told Bruce.
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Bruce sat on the nearest chair, taking her with him. His fingers dug into her legs and then eased them open, exposing her damp, creamy pussy to Chris. Bruce opened her legs as wide as they would go and Chris could see her clit pulsing.
He knelt between her legs, covering them with his hands then tongued her clit, no teasing and no hesitation. Melissa cried out, her hold tightening around her husband’s neck. She tasted sweet and juicy like a ripened peach, her arousal intoxicating. Chris soon learned what made her scream and what pleased her and he penetrated her pussy with two fingers while he tongued her clit, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. He thrust his tongue into her channel, tongue fucking her while his thumb flickered her clit, rubbing her juice all over her. Melissa’s body trembled, building up to her orgasm. Her head thrashed from side to side and her pelvis gyrated towards Chris, completely mindless.
“You’re going to cum and he’s going to lick every last bit of cum out of you, Melissa,” Bruce growled just as she thrust her pussy up to Chris’s waiting mouth, crying out, the sound echoing around the kitchen. She let go completely, shaking and beautiful, trusting them.
****
Chris and Bruce spoke at the same time saying, “To the bedroom,” causing Melissa to chuckle.
Her body quivered as Bruce led the way up the stairs to their bedroom then placed her delicately on the bed while Chris stood at the bottom waiting. Bruce joined her, his naked body pressing to her side, his cock hard and ready.
“You like that, sweetheart?” he asked, his hands coming up to cup her firm tits.
She nodded and smiled, her body still so full of pleasure she couldn’t find the words to say how great it was having Chris with them.
Bruce leaned down and laid a kiss to her lips. “Good because now he’s going to fuck that sweet, dripping pussy and while he’s fucking the hell out of your pussy, you’ll be sucking my cock till I cum in your mout
h. How do you want her Chris?” he asked.
“On her knees.”
Bruce moved her into position while Chris moved up the bed, putting a condom on as he did so. On her knees, her ass pointed up so Chris could see everything, Melissa was so wet, her cum marking the top of her legs. Melissa couldn’t believe she’d be sucking Bruce off while another man fucked her brains out. Chris placed his hands on her hips, guiding his dick to her entrance and with one thrust, he lodged himself deep inside her. Melissa screamed. He was so big and hard Melissa was full to the brim.
“She’s so wet and tight, grabbing my dick like a vice,” Chris moaned.
“She loves to be fucked hard, to be screaming. I want you to fuck her so I can feel her screaming around my cock,” Bruce told him.
Bruce lifted her face up to his pelvis and moaned as her tongue licked over her plump lips, begging to be around his aching dick. He pushed his cock over her lips, coaxing them apart, swirling the head over her tongue.
“That’s it, suck it baby...yeah...like...that...harder...now take it deep into your mouth...” he moaned as she did exactly as he asked.
Melissa’s vaginal walls clutched Chris deeply, pulsing around him, her cream making him slick and juicy. Sandwiched between Bruce and Chris, they brought her to climax, thrusting deep into her throat and pussy until they grunted as they both released inside her body. Collapsing onto the bed, Melissa felt deliriously happy.
The night was filled with intense sexual heat, drawing climax after climax from all three of them. Bruce and Melissa became closer until they made long, slow love in the early hours of the morning looking deeply into each other’s eyes, seeing each other’s souls. Two people connected in more ways than just physically.
Chris left them quietly at some point.
“I love you, Bruce,” Melissa told him moments after she snuggled in his arms.
“I love you too, Melissa.”
“Tonight....tonight was amazing, Bruce. I’ll never forget it.” She looked deeply into his eyes. “But I never want another man again. I love you so completely it scares me-- the thought of anything happening or coming between us. Let me finish...” she held her hand up to stop him. “Tonight helped me overcome my fears about what you'd think of me. Sharing me with another man and seeing the love shining out of your eyes makes me realize you accept me for me and not what I can or can’t do and for that I love you heart, mind, body and soul.” She finished, watching as a tear slid out of the corner of Bruce’s eye, matching her own.