Rules For Spanking: MMF Bisexual Romance

by A. Anders

  Ava climbed on top of him immediately finding his lips with her own. Devlin’s mind swam in the sensation. Feeling her bare breasts against his naked chest he opened his mouth. Clasping the side of her head in his palm he pushed his tongue in search of hers. When he found it, the two swirled around one another. Devlin’s heart thumped in reply.

  Kissing Ava harder, Devlin wrapped his arm around her back and rolled her over. On top of her, his naked ass tingled in the cool beach air. He was completely hard and he wanted Ava to know that. If she had come simply to tease him, she had made a mistake. There was going to be nothing that would stop him from making love to her once he started. If she didn’t want this, she was going to have to get out now.

  She didn’t. Instead of fleeing, she pulled Devlin closer. Grabbing his ass she thrust her groin against his cock. Separated by the sheet, it frustrated both of them. And the minute that Devlin lifted his hips, Ava pulled out the sheet.

  As their naked bodies pressed against each other’s, Devlin nearly lost his breath. Slipping one knee between her legs, he rubbed his cock against her thigh. He loved the feeling of his dick against her.

  Craving more of her, he inserted his second knee and spread her legs apart. A rush of heat washed through his body. She was going to let him fuck her. Moving the tip of his cock closer to her pussy, he released her lips and slid his body up hers.

  As the tip of his cock found her pussy, Devlin could barely contain himself. This was the last thing he expected when he made plans to come to the Bahamas. Devlin loved this. Feeling her warm glove consume his cock, Devlin grabbed her ample breasts and pinched her nipple.

  “Ahhh,” Ava moaned overcome with pleasure.

  Devlin slid his thick cock into Ava pulling her apart. Ava’s mouth dropped open in surprise of how long he was. Her body tingled taking all of him, and Devlin’s cock throbbed pleasurably as it was strangled by her vagina.

  When Devlin couldn’t push in any further, he pulled his hips back until her pussy lips kissed his head. Almost withdrawn, he thrust his long cock back in. His bow strummed the inside of Ava making her bellow. Devlin crackled with pleasure. Squeezing her breasts, he fucked her forcefully. He lost himself in the sensation.

  Nearing orgasm, Devlin lifted Ava into his strong arms and flipped her over. Setting her on her knees, he slid his hand down her back grabbing her hair. Gripping enough to let her know that he was there, he held his cock and directed it back towards her pussy. Tugging at her curls he pushed himself into her. She shimmied under Devlin’s forceful hand. And when he knew that she had completely submitted to him, he put both of his hands around her waist and fucked her hard.

  With the base of his large cock stroking her G-spot, Ava couldn’t hold out for very long. Shrieking with pleasure, Ava ushered Devlin to release. The orgasmic sensation rushed up the inside of his leg and rattled his balls. Clutching her waist tighter, he slammed his groin against her ass drawn into a powerful orgasm.

  Devlin’s mind swam and the pleasure ripped through him. He hadn’t had an orgasm like that in years. It was Ava’s beautifully round body that had done it. He loved holding onto her. It made him feel like he was making love with a real woman.

  Exhausted and drunk, Devlin slumped forward onto Ava’s back. Unprepared for his weight, Ava collapsed. Wrapping his arm around the woman, Devlin couldn’t think of anywhere else he would want to be. The feeling was seductive. And within a few moments, the pleasure and the alcohol lured Devlin to sleep.

  When Devlin woke up the next morning, it took him a moment to remember where he was. As it came to him, he realized that he was on an estate in the Bahamas and he had come there for something important. It was then that he remembered his meeting with Sergio. What followed was a memory of having sex with Sergio’s wife.

  Devlin’s eyes popped and looked around. His bed was empty. As much as he would have preferred that the sex hadn’t happened and that it had all been a dream, he knew that it had. He had had sex with the wife of the man he was trying to convince to buy his companies. How could he have done that? How could he have been so stupid?

  Devlin propped himself up trying to figure out what he should do. The deal was definitely dead if Ava mentioned what had gone on. Not only that, he was in a foreign country where he didn’t know the laws. It was possible that Sergio could have Devlin shot or something for sleeping with his wife. Devlin didn’t know, and he didn’t know what he should do.

  Deciding that it was probably best for him to leave the estate as quickly as quickly as possible, he threw on some clothes and looked for a bathroom. To Devlin surprise, there wasn’t a bathroom in his room. How could that be? They were staying on what had to be a multimillion dollar estate. How could his cabana lack a bathroom?

  The question seemed less consequential the longer he needed to pee. He would consider the practicality of the estate’s design when he was safely on a flight back to New York.

  Crossing the surprisingly cold sand barefoot, he spotted what had to be a communal bathroom. Entering, he was right. The interior was both modern and luxurious, though, at that moment, he would have settled for a hole in the ground. Relieving himself and turning his mind towards his escape, he left the bathroom and headed back to his room.

  “Devlin!” He heard someone yell from behind.

  Turning, he spotted Sergio. Heat pulsed through his body. He searched Sergio’s face for anger. He found none. Perhaps his wife hadn’t told him about their indiscretion.

  “Listen, Devlin, I wanted to apologize about last night,” he began as he approached.

  “Apologize? For what?” Devlin asked sincerely.

  “I might have been a bit of an asshole when we spoke. I know that you came down here to convince me to purchase your companies. I wasn’t respectful of that. Your companies have value. That’s why I instructed my board to do the research they had.

  “I’m simply a little apprehensive about the structure of the deal. You are requesting a lot of stock in my company in exchange. With each part of my company that I give away, I retain less control. I’m not willing to give up something so dear to me to just anybody.” Sergio paused and smiled. “My wife tells me that I have trust issues.”

  Staring at Sergio, Devlin was starting to see a way of resetting things. “That’s okay. How about if we say that whatever happened before right now, is the past? From this moment we create a new future?”

  Sergio smiled. “I would like that. A new beginning.” Sergio offered Devlin his hand and Devlin gripped it firmly. “Now, how about you get dressed and join me for breakfast. I was going to head out on the boat today. If you want to come with me, you’re going to need to fill up.”

  “Will do,” Devlin said before heading back to his room.

  ‘What was going on?’ Devlin asked himself confused. Ava couldn’t have mentioned what had gone on between the two, and it didn’t seem that Sergio had figured it out. How long could he get away with this? Would it be long enough for Devlin to close the deal? Devlin decided that there was only one way to find out.

  When Devlin arrived at breakfast he saw someone he wasn’t expecting. Ava was there. Wearing her beach coverall and bikini, she sat at Sergio’s side watching Devlin as he approached. Devlin wavered under the prickly heat of her gaze. But unwilling to be deterred, Devlin took a seat opposite the two and waited for the server to bring him his meal.

  It was practically a feast. Devlin walked away stuffed. Instructed to change into something a little more yacht worthy, Devlin left and then met the two at the familiar SUV. The couple was seated in the backseat so Devlin joined the driver in the front. They were being driven by the man who had picked him up from the airport.

  “How are you all doing on this fine day?” the driver asked.

  “We’re doing fine, Alfred. We’re heading to the yacht club,” Sergio said.

  Devlin remained quiet during the short trip there. Occasionally he would peer into the rearview mirror. The moment he did, Ava’s eyes would b
ounce up and lock with his. He would then immediately look away. He wasn’t sure what type of game she was playing, but he had no time for it with a billion dollars on the line.

  Walking down the dock to the yacht, Devlin was impressed. “What type of boat is it?” He asked.

  Sergio looked at him with a smirk. “The kind that sails,” he said sarcastically. “I like to rent it whenever I’m down. There is no more beautiful water than the ones around these islands. It’s no wonder that this island became the first center of trade in the new world.”

  Devlin’s attention piqued when he heard mention of the “new world”. This was his favorite topic. He had always been fascinated with that time in history. It was practically a dream come true for him to now be sailing the same seas that Blackbeard and Calico Jack did. To Devlin, these were legends.

  “Good morning,” the man dressed in a captain’s uniform said as the three boarded the seventy-foot sailing yacht.

  “Good morning,” Devlin and the others replied.

  “If it is okay with you, we’ll cast off in ten minutes,” the captain said to Sergio.

  “That would be fine,” Sergio agreed.

  Devlin left the couple and explored the upper deck. The boat was beautiful. Not having come from money, Devlin had taken up sailing at University. He had always imagined himself making billion-dollar deals while sailing on a yacht. Now it was a reality. And looking out at the perfect blue water that curved into the horizon, his reality was even better than his fantasy.

  When the boat set sail, Devlin imagined what it would be like if this was his yacht. He imagined himself instructing the captain or even better manning the wheel himself. He was sure that he could learn how to sail a ship like this. He considered how amazing it would be if he did.

  “So, do you want to tell me about your deal again?” Sergio asked approaching him from behind.

  Devlin turned staring into Sergio’s eyes. His first impression had been correct. Sergio was a very good looking man.

  “I would like that. But, of course, how could I not? After all, I am one of those “sales types”,” Devlin said with a smile.

  Sergio laughed. “We both know you are,” he said jokingly.

  Devlin dove into his presentation again. This time Sergio seemed more receptive. Although he liked Sergio’s new attitude, Devlin wondered why it had changed.

  The conversation continued unforced until one of the deck hands handed them drinks. After that, they retreated to the couch. The conversation picked up again until Ava arrived and sat next to Sergio. Feeling her staring at him, Devlin stammered to a stop ending their conversation. An awkward silence followed.

  Seeming to enjoy the awkwardness she had caused, Ava leaned over and touched her husband’s shoulder. “Do you know where we should take him, Dear? We should take him to Blackbeard’s tower.”

  As uncomfortable as Devlin was feeling, it all suddenly disappeared as his ears perked up. “What’s that?” He asked eagerly.

  “It’s somewhere we like to go sometimes,” Sergio explained. “Ava knows that I have a bit of an obsession with all things pirate related.” Sergio turned to Ava. “We wouldn’t want to bore our guest. He wouldn’t be interested in anything like that,” Sergio told her.

  “I’m sorry, what’s Blackbeard’s tower?” Devlin asked with building anticipation.

  Sergio’s eyes locked on Devlin’s trying to figure him out. “Are you familiar with the pirate Blackbeard?”

  “Absolutely. I am a bit of a pirate fanatic myself. Nassau was his mainstay,” Devlin explained.

  Sergio’s eyes widened. “Exactly. And it turns out that he built a tower so that his men could keep watch of the harbor. It still exists. The locals call it Blackbeard’s tower and as amazing of a spot as it is, it’s buried deep in the bush. Hardly anyone knows about it.”

  “It’s on Nassau?” Devlin asked surprised. “It’s on the opposite end of the island. We can stop there if you want,” Sergio offered.

  Devlin could barely contain himself. He knew he had to remain cool but this was beyond a dream come true. He had spent half of his childhood either pretending to be a pirate or reading about them.

  “You don’t know how much I would like that,” Devlin explained.

  Sergio looked at Devlin with the enthusiasm of a twelve-year-old. “Then we’ll have to go.”

  The two men got along incredibly well after that. As they sailed around the island, they tested each other on their knowledge of pirate trivia. Sergio knew quite a bit, but he was no match for Devlin. What Sergio did win, though, was their comparison of pirate memorabilia. With all of Devlin’s money wrapped up in his two companies, the only thing Devlin could afford was an authentic pirate sword from 1789. Sergio, on the other hand, described a room full of artifacts. Just hearing about it made Devlin sexually aroused.

  “That’s amazing!” Devlin said looking at Sergio in a new light.

  “I’ll have to show you some time.”

  “I would like that,” Devlin said realizing that he had become lost in Sergio’s eyes. “Are we, here?” Devlin asked trying to not to look like a teenage girl with a crush.

  Sergio looked around. They had docked. “We’re close. It’s about a half mile away. We’ll walk from here.”

  The path to Blackbeard’s tower was more treacherous than Devlin had imagined. It wasn’t the jungle that made it treacherous, it was the street that lacked sidewalks. As he walked, Devlin chuckled thinking that if they were hit by a car, a fraction of the world’s wealth would be wiped out in an instant. It was a completely unnecessary risk, but how could he not take the risk considering that he would get to see Blackbeard’s tower?

  “It’s down there,” Sergio said as they approached a small path between two bush-lined yards.

  Standing on the outside, Devlin looked down the path. It wasn’t much of a path, but it looked like that at one point it had been covered in asphalt. That was many years ago, though. Now it was just a hollowed out space with vines hanging down like snakes. It creeped Devlin out but there was no way he wasn’t going in.

  Sergio took the lead with his wife right behind him. Heading up the rear, Devlin kept looking back to ensure that the trees wouldn’t swallow him. The vines seemed to hiss and reach for him, but that was it. After two hundred feet and more foliage than Devlin had walked through in decades, they poured out onto a clearing with a stone tower rising up from the ground below.

  “Welcome to Blackbeard’s tower,” Sergio said as he turned around and smiled.

  Devlin wasn’t sure if he had ever been this excited. He felt like a kid again. “Can we go inside?” He asked as if he were asking his dad.

  “No one has stopped us yet,” Sergio replied with the same childlike innocence.

  Devlin circled the round structure. It was a little less than twenty feet wide and on the backside was an entrance. Inside there were wooden stairs, but over a hundred and fifty years old, the wood looked rotted.

  “Is it safe?” Devlin asked.

  “The stairs? No. But that hasn’t stopped me yet,” Sergio admitted.

  Devlin stepped forward and tested the first step. After it held, he stepped up testing the next. Each passing the test, Devlin ascended higher. Eventually stepping onto the stone upper platform, Devlin walked around imagining the infamous Captain Blackbeard standing where he stood. His heart thumped with excitement. He barely knew what to do with himself.

  When Sergio joined him at his side, Devlin looked at him and considered kissing him. He wasn’t sure where that impulse had come from but it was strong. He could kiss Sergio on Blackbeard’s tower. How epic would that be?

  Devlin felt his cock grow hard thinking about it. What made Devlin harder still was the way Sergio looked back at him. The billionaire who had spent the night before telling him how horrible he was for being a “sales type,” was now looking at him like he wanted to be kissed. What was going on? Devlin had no explanation. But at the same time, he wasn’t complaining abo
ut it either.

  “What are you two doing up there?” Ava asked from below.

  “Why don’t you come up and find out?” Sergio suggested.

  “You know I’m not going to,” she said bitterly.

  Sergio turned to Devlin. “She’s afraid of heights.”

  “Then she definitely doesn’t want to be up here,” Devlin confirmed.

  “We’ll be down in the second,” Sergio replied.

  Sergio looked at Devlin again with a devilish smile. He really did look like he wanted to be kissed. Pulling away, though, he ran his fingers across the carved initials in stone walls.

  “It’s amazing isn’t it?” Sergio asked.

  “I think it will be the most amazing thing I do all year. I think I could die right now and be happy.”