Contents
Title
Copyright
A Taste
Ch.1
Ch.2
Ch.3
Ch.4
Ch.5
Ch.6
Ch.7
Ch.8
Ch.9
Ch.10
End
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First Time Menage
By: Beatrice Delroe
Copyright © 2018 by Beatrice Delroe
All Rights Reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any means without the prior written consent of the author, excepting brief quotes in reviews.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental.
Contains Explicit Sexual Contents and Language meant for a Mature Audience (18+)
A Taste of What’s to Come…
“The two women continued to pamper him lovingly, kissing and caressing every inch of the man—it was like worship.
Jen kissed a zig-zag line down Ron’s chest, to his abdomen and stopped at the protrusion inside of his boxers. She rubbed her cheek against it and pressed her lips against the tip of his cock through the fabric, giving it a loving kiss and lapping at the pre seeping through. Valarie’s hand snaked its way to the front of him and joined with Jen’s efforts, taking to his balls and teasingly petting them from behind.
“Mmm… Go for it…” She purred lustfully as she laid back, spreading her legs and plunging two fingers into her wet, pink pussy lips. The strands of cloth she called “clothes” barely covered anything at all now that Ron noticed as she looked over at her. Or maybe it was all part of the illusion.
Either way, it didn’t matter now. His rock hard cock was pulsing net to Jen’s adorable face, making him all the more aroused by the sight of it. He put a hand on her head and she pulled down his boxers, licking her lips before she started licking at the underside of his cock’s head playfully, looking up at him after each lick.
She teased his with licks that ran from one side of his cock to the other. Each lick and kiss on his shaft sent a rush of energy through him like nothing before had matched and he couldn’t help but let out moan after moan.
Watching the actions from the sidelines was Valarie. Her legs were spread as widely as possible, putting on a public display of her arousal and approval of the scene. Using her first two fingers she stroked up and down her labia, occasionally taking the soft folds between her fingers and pulling them gently. “Ahhh… Ahhh!” Ron and Valarie gasped in unison.
She slipped two fingers deeply into her tight cunt, twisting them around as she started to pump them in and out of her. She bit her lip, but forced herself to keep her eyes open in order to keep watching Jen suck on Ron.”
Chapter 1
Ron sat there in his living room, his eyes glued to the ticking hands on his clock. He fiddled with the remote in his hands, occasionally glancing at the television under the clock. Each time he looked down his eyes were drawn to the women on the screen, their breasts bouncing underneath the thin layer of fabric. He bit his lower lip and tapped his coffee table a few times, desperately trying to distract himself from his perverse thoughts. “Just a few more minutes...” he grunted.
Just then, there was a series of knocks on the door. Ron jumped out of his seat, shivering nervously as he put a hand to his mouth and called out, “Who is it?” He took a deep breath and stroked his hand, forcing himself to calm down.
“It’s Jen! Are ya busy?” asked a voice from the other side of the door.
“J-Jen?” he stuttered as his eyes darted from the TV to the clock to the door and back. He fumbled with the controller until finally pressing down at the red button at the top, successfully shutting off his television. “You’re early! I wasn’t expecting you ‘til, well, later,” he chuckled uneasily. He hobbled over to the door, stuffing a foot into his shoe as he went. He put a hand on the knob, started to smiled, and turned the knob as he pulled the door open.
On the other side was a young woman of a darker complexion, her long, brown hair covering her shoulders and going all the way down her back. She greeted Ron with a warm smile and rested a hand on the door frame. “Sorry for just kinda showing up without calling or anything first,” she said as she scratched the back of her head.
Ron waved his hand in the air a few times saying, “Oh, it’s no problem. I was just spacing out as usual, you know me. So, what brings you here?”
“Well, it turns out that we’ve got a new girl on the team now and she needs someone to show her the ropes. We both know you’ve been on the job the longest and with the recent…events. I think it’s great to see some new blood in the squad.”
Ron rubbed his chin and looked off to the side for a few seconds before responding hesitantly, “Well, I suppose I could try.”
Jen’s eyes lit up and she almost jumped for joy as she said, “Great! I know you two will get along great.”
Ron put both of his hands up and took two steps back saying, “Whoa there, Jen. What can you tell me about this girl? What should I know?”
She tossed her hair back and thought for a few moments. “You see,” she began, “about that… All I know about her is that her name is Valarie and she’s nice.”
Ron buried his face in his hand, muffling his groan. “Then what made you think that we would get along so well?” he asked in an annoyed tone.
“I’m sure you get along with nice people, right?” she giggled cutely. “All right, whatever,” he said dryly. “Guess we should head out now, right?”
“I don’t see why not. We’ll take my ride, it’s the least I could do for such a selfless man as yourself.”
Ron gave Jen a dull look and followed it with a sigh. Jen seemed to ignore this and promptly turned to her car and started to jog toward it, stopping only when she reached the front seat, which she then slid into. Ron took his time following her, marveling at her heavenly as constrained in her skinny jeans. Each movement she made was turned sensual due to Ron’s mind, he’d given up trying to control it and simply allowed it to play with the idea of rubbing his cock against his coworkers big, firm ass.
Lazily, he snapped himself out of his fantasy and walked out of his house, shutting the door behind him and breathing in the cool air. In the near decade he’d spent as an emergency dispatcher his work uniform had stayed the same. He wore a dress shirt, red tie, black dress pants, and boots. No matter the weather, time of day, or holiday in place his attire was reliable and constantly consistent. He adjusted his tie, but gave up after he noticed the wind readjusted it every few seconds after he’d fixed it. He walked over to the passenger side, opened the door, and stuffed himself inside of the small car. Of all the vehicles…she had to choose the smallest blue car on the market.
Jen started up the car and pulled out of Ron’s driveway while Ron stared at himself in the mirror. He looked at the overgrown hair, shoddy quality shaving around his face, and his soulless expression. It was obvious to anyone why he’d been alone for so long. He yearned for the touch of another—a woman for so long, and yet, couldn’t find himself going after the dream any more than his other dreams that had fallen into the abyss. Daniel… Rudy… I wonder if you boys were happy…or maybe you were just like me…right up to the very end… He sighed and scratched his nose, glancing to the left for a second to watch as his iconic workplace approached all too quickly.
Right as they pulled into the parking lot, Ron turned to Jen and asked, “Hey, um…what was that girl’s name again?”
Jen kept her eyes on the space in front of her, biting her lip a l
ittle as she pulled in and shook her head to focus on Ron’s question. “Hm, what? Oh, right! Her name’s Valarie, Ron and I hope for your sake that you don’t forget it.”
“Thanks, Jen. Um, why? Does it trigger something for her or some nonsense?” he asked with a raised eyebrow.
“No, silly. It’s just rude. Anyway, best foot forward, today’s gonna be one Hell of a day.”
“Yeah, tell me about it.” He chuckled.
Chapter 2
Ron and Jen strolled into the building side by side. They passed by a few smiling faces, waving hands, and cheerful greetings until they finally arrived to their respective workspaces. Ron sat down and Jen did the same in the seat next to him, pausing for a few moments to look around and a troubled look soon appeared on her face. “That’s odd,” she trailed off. “She should be here by now... ”
From around the corner came a distinct sound—the sound of heels clanking across the hard floor. Ron’s ears pricked at the sound and his eyes rolled over to the side of his head, catching a blurry glimpse of a tall woman with blonde hair that went all the way down her back and bounced with every step she took. Each movement she made was definite and she held her head high, proudly strutting to Ron and Jen.
As soon as she turned the corner she gave them both a warm smile and said, “Hello. I’m, Valarie...” She paused for a second and licked her lips. “Jen and Ron, right?” She giggled, opening her arms. “It’s so great to hear from you again! I only heard your voice, but I never forget a name!”
Jen jumped up and hugged Valarie while Ron sat back in his chair and ran his eyes up and down her body multiple times. He crossed his arms, subtly nodding in approval of all of the curves along her legs, waist, and prominent bosom. “Yeah, I’m Ron,” he said almost invitingly, pulling his arms apart and holding a hand out to her. “Pleasure to have you with us, Valarie. I’ll tell ya everything you need to know.”
Giddily, she went past his hand and wrapped her arms around the man’s strong build, using all of her strength to squeeze him. “Oh, I can’t wait to get started!” she said happily. Hesitantly, Ron returned the hug and gasped, impressed by the woman’s strength. “I, erm...” He blushed a little, feeling her breasts press against his chest briefly.
She pulled away just as quickly as she’d came close and beamed at the man in front of her. Just then, the three screens around the small desk lit up and ringing came from the headset next to them. Hastily Ron reached for him, and put them on his head saying, “Perfect. Watch and learn, Valarie.” He winked.
From across the way, a man well-dressed man made a peculiar gesture to Jen and she spared no time in dashing over to him. However, Valarie could hear her whisper, “I’ll let him take it from here. Good luck!” Before she left.
“Hello, what is your emergency?” he asked in a monotone, keeping a blank expression.
On the other end of the line a panicked voice said, “Hey there, my boyfriend is outside and he’s trying to kill me!”
“Please stay calm ma’am, I need your address and—”
“Hah! See! I told you I’d get you in trouble, so you’d best shape up!” cackled a loud woman, obviously calling out to someone else near her.
Ron let out a deep sigh, rolling his eyes as he disconnected with the line and took off his headset. “You get those sometimes,” he said, annoyed. He waived his hand saying, “It’s not even worth reporting them anymore.” He cleared his throat, shaking his head before he turned his attention to Valarie and said, “Well, anyway. You’ll get the hang of it eventually.” He pulled some papers from around his desk and arranged them.
Casually, he asked, “So, where are you stationed?”
“I’m in that space there,” she said as she pointed to his left with a smile. “I guess we won’t be too far from each other, huh Ron?”
He shot her a quick smile, then turned to the monitors and continued, “It seems so! Well, if you have any questions don’t hesitate to ask and I wish you all the best.”
The day was as long and tiring as it was tedious. Throughout the work day, the crew had gotten various calls all varying in intensity. They handled situations ranging from missing pets to potential home invasions and murders. Eventually, night fell and Ron’s shift ended. He ended it like every other shift by taking one last sip of his water, putting down his headset, and waving to everyone to have a good night.
Feeling a pressure building inside of him, got out of his chair, adjusted his pants and walked over to the restroom area. He walked right past Valarie, whom to his knowledge, still had a few hours left on her shift. She looked occupied with filling out some paperwork, so he decided to pass by her without uttering a word of neither “hello” nor “goodbye.”
Ron walked into the men’s restroom and looked around the empty white room. He put a hand to his ear but could only hear the chatter and ringing coming from the other side of the door. Not wanting to waste another second, he pulled down his zipper, scooted in front of the urinal farthest from the door, and began to relieve himself.
Clank…clank…clank…
Chapter 3
Ron turned his head and his eyes immediately met Valarie’s, which seemed to gleam with desire. She shot him a cool smile, proclaiming, “Fancy seeing you here.”
Ron’s eyes widened and his heartbeat increased, forcing him to shove his hand into his pocket harder than he intended to, grabbing a tissue that he then used to dab his member with. “What are you talking about?! You’re not supposed to be in here! I know you’re new, but c’mon …you’ve got to know that much at least.” Blondes…
Wordlessly she walked closer to him with a grin, stopping just a few inches away from him. Ron blinked twice, his expression changing from bewilderment to embarrassment,his pulse sped up and the blood rushed from his head to his groin. In his distracted state he forgot to zip his pants and his eyes were busy staring at Valarie’s figure, reminiscing on the way he felt about her curves earlier that day. Slowly, he felt himself starting to grow erect, more of himself pushing its way through the opening in his pants.
Valarie giggled, kissing Ron on the cheek suddenly as she wrapped a hand around his throbbing cock. “You’re a big guy, aren’t ya?” she asked cutely, hoping the kindness in her tone override Ron’s nervousness. Gently, she began to tug on him and continue to kiss her way to his neck. Ron let out a groan, involuntarily thrusting himself into her soft palm as she stroked and affectionately pressed her lips against his skin again and again.
It wasn’t long before he’d fallen into a trance like state and gotten himself into a constant rhythm in time with Valarie’s hand, closing his eyes to feel the full effect. It’d been so long since he’d felt the touch of another—another that was so willing no less. His lust completely took over his other senses, heightening the sensations of pleasure he felt each time his crown pushed through her tight, warm hand.
“Oh, Ron,” she cooed, “You’re so hard … I bet you’re going to blow any second now.” She giggled as her hand twisted around his length faster, pulling his foreskin over his head and gently tugging on it at the end of each stroke as a hand came under him, pulling out his balls and tenderly cupping them for him.
“Wh—what?!” he asked hazily. He bit his lip lightly, feeling the grip around him tighten and become more rigorous. Valarie squeezed his balls softly and swerved behind him, jerking him so fast that her hand became a blur on his manhood. He let out a groan and Valarie leaned to the left to press her lips against his and silence him, feeling him start to shoot his load out and into the urinal in long strands. They held for the kiss for a few moments and then parted lips, leaving Ron panting and practically begging for more, his cock still as hard as it was when she’d started.
Bit by bit, the image of Valarie began to fade. Soon it was only he who was left. He stood there alone in the restroom, a hand on his cock and his breathing erratic. He wiped the sweat off his brow and pulled out the extra tissues from his pocket, dabbing his member as he had before.
Ashamed, and yet relieved, he grunted and pulled his dick back into his pants, ignoring the fact he was still fully erect. It’s…time I did something about this…He thought to himself. After a heavy sigh, he tossed his used tissues into the trash bin, and walked out the bathroom, making a beeline for Valarie’s desk.
Just before he tapped her on the shoulder, he cleared his throat and adjusted his tie one last time. He raised his hand, preparing to speak, but a strong, feminine voice interrupted saying, “Hey, Ron!” She spun around in her chair and asked, “Whatcha need, mentor?”
Ron’s hand fell out of the air and he gasped at her sudden question. However, he quickly regained his composure and replied, “Well…I was just wondering if you’d…um...” He scratched behind his head, the words getting caught in his throat. “You know…maybe come back to my place to get to know each other some more? You’re still new around here and since we’re next to each other and all...” His voice gradually became quieter as he went on and he nearly flinched when her replied hit his ears.
“I’d love to.”
“What?”
“I said I’d love to.”
Ron swallowed dry air and blinked twice, the shivering in his knees calming and the sinking feeling in his stomach disappearing. All at once, he felt an energy thrust him up higher than he’d ever been and the most genuine smile he’d ever given made its way onto his face. He licked his lips and asked, “That’s… When will you be around? I’m available after your shift is over if that’d be okay with you.”
“I think that’d be perfect, Ron,” she said happily. “Thank you for the invitation. I’m sure we’ll have fun tonight.”
“F—fun?”
“Yeah, I don’t know about you, but finding out more about people has always been kinda fun to me.”
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