"Wow!" I said. It was involuntary.
"What?" responded Rick, then he followed the direction
of my eyes. "Oh, man!" he reacted.
A vision, coming out of the waves. Not that I should
have been noticing, what with Melody and all. We both stared, then tried to hide it as the woman actually started walking toward us. I wondered if her towel was close by, but then she turned and walked off to a towel about thirty feet off.
She was sitting on it and drying off. Rick and I both
kept an eye in that direction. "I'm walking by," he finally said, and set out in her direction. I heard his "Hi." My mind raced: was he being too forward? Did he sound like a nerd? I realized he was acting natural, and suddenly was less certain that I could manage to do the same.
"Hi." The vision responded.
"How's the water?"
"Great! You guys should get in and cool off!" She'd
noticed us! My mind momentarily registered that she was reading my thoughts, but in a second I realized she was simply referring to the day's temperature.
Rick managed to "innocently" circle back (Ha!) and soon
he and I were in the water. "Man oh man!" were his first words and without any further elucidation, I knew exactly of what he spoke.
"She certainly is *something*!"
"We've got to get to know her," said Rick.
"Won't help me, but sure, I'll do my best to help you."
"Hey, what Melody doesn't know..." started Rick,
smiling, "but that's OK with me!" Then we noticed she'd decided to test the waters again. So soon after drying off, and she came over our way too!
Sometimes, fate just smiles on you. Or Rick, at least.
Her name was Christie, she was very friendly, and when we left the water, she actually brought her towel over to ours and talked to us. She was still friendly, apparently unattached, and she even made a couple of slightly suggestive remarks about "a couple of studs."
I had to be very careful not to stare. The bikini she
wore was so tiny, and her body! I'd swear she was a model, to see her.
Then I realized she was suggesting the three of us walk
down the beach! And, naturally, soon we were. She said she liked to get away from the people and a little ways down there was nothing but sand dunes. Soon we were walking through them, her and Rick still talking and joking. I started thinking: why were we doing this? Why was she doing this? Walking alone with us through a deserted and hidden part of the beach.
"I feel like doing something *wild*," she was saying.
She had a gleeful expression. This was like a dream. Rick returned a properly suggestive remark, egging her on. She sat down on the sand, leaning back on her elbows. Her smile! Rick was next to her in a second.
I wondered whether I should make myself scarce, but her
smile when she looked at me, without a word, told me she wanted me to stay. Then I was sitting too, her between us.
"*This* could be *fun*," she said in a low, sexy voice.
I swear, she knew exactly what she was doing, and was all for it.
"Have you had two men before?" I couldn't believe Rick
asked her that! I was still in shock or something that this was actually happening. And more than a little nervous. She lay back on the sand and we were each on our sides on each side of her. She still smiled.
"It's an intriguing idea," she answered Rick with a
smile. She ran her own hands up and down her body. "Do you find me desireable?" she asked, looking at me.
"Uh, yes!" I managed.
She giggled. "OK, to start, one kiss each," she said,
and she pulled me into a kiss. I couldn't believe it. Kissing a goddess! She wasn't the least bit shy about it either, if you know what I mean. You can't believe what it was doing to me.
Then she'd broken it, and with a glance and a smile to
me, turned to Rick. I watched them kiss.
Then they were done. "You know what I'd really like?"
she said, still smiling that wicked smile.
"What?" answered Rick.
"I've never seen it before." We didn't respond. "I'd
like to see two guys get it on."
I froze, staring at her. Her demeanor hadn't changed a
bit. I didn't even want to glance at Rick, but I could tell he was shocked too.
"I don't think so," he finally said, in a sarcastic
tone, and stood up. My thoughts exactly, and I was up in another second.
She was up too, and soon was on Rick. "Oh, come on," she
said, in mock disappointment, "Listen: you do this just for me, and I'm yours." She was all over him, and then she'd turned to me, with a pleading look in her eyes. She'd somehow grabbed his hands and gotten them on her body. I stared at her.
"Just show me a little sixty nine, and then show *me*
what you want!" She had her hand on his cock and was rubbing it. She whispered something in his ear.
Suddenly she was on me. She had her arms around me and
her body pressed to mine and she was looking up at me, smiling. She said quietly: "I want your cock in my mouth!" Her body was pressed against my cock and it was definitely hardening!
I looked at Rick. He wasn't leaving, but was looking at
me with a curious expression on his face. She turned back to Rick, but pressed the back of her body against me. "It'll just be our little secret: one little time," she said.
Yes, I did think about it. Would I do that, just for a
chance with Christie? She was really something, and I'd never run into a woman, beautiful or not, who talked about sex like that! Rick looked me in the eye. I realized then and there that he was willing to do it, for his chance at Christie. She reached behind me and pressed herself harder into my body, undulating a little. What the hell, I thought.
She was so happy. Somehow she *knew*, even without Rick
or I saying anything.
Then she was away from us, facing us. "OK, let's see
your bodies," she said. Since we were in swimsuits, obviously she meant our cocks. "Go ahead," she urged us. I glanced at Rick. I sort of casually put a thumb in the waistband of my suit and he did the same. I slowly started pushing it down. Soon we were both standing there, naked in front of her.
She looked like she'd just won the lottery. "OK, lie
down," she said, pointing out a spot. By this time, I didn't know what to do except follow her lead and soon found myself lying on my side, facing Rick's cock!
"OK," she said as she knelt next to us, practically
hovering over us. "Take it in your hand," I felt Rick touch me and then hold me. I did it too. "Kiss it." I can't believe I did it, but I did. "OK, i your mouths," and on she went.
Soon, I was lying there, sucking. "Oh, yes," she said,
still over us. She was standing. "Keep sucking!" she encouraged, "This is incredible!" The sound of her breathy voice was so intoxicating. And the noise of the ocean.
Yes, I got hard. It's hard not to when someone is
sucking on your cock. He did, too. And her voice, as she kept talking, encouraging us. She told us how much she loved it. More than once I felt a sudden sense of unbelief that there was this cock in my mouth and I was doing my best to get it harder. She sounded like she was about to come, the way she talked. "Oh, yes, more! More! Do it!"
And then I knew it. Knew it for certain. I was
definitely going to come. I couldn't believe this! He was going to, too. And I didn't care--I was ready for it. And she just kept talking and talking.
And it was happening. I felt myself go--what relief. And
then, in my mouth, the salty liquid. "Yes! Yes! Swallow!" came her desperate-sounding voice.
And it was done. I lay there, stunned and beaten. "You
guys look useless to me!" I heard her say. I lay there, for a second, staring at the sky.
I sat up. She was nowhere to be seen. She'd be back. No
she wouldn't. I stared at Rick for a second, then grabbed my suit and quickly put it on. Then I was standing and he was still sitting there, obviously in shock. I didn't know what to say to him. He didn't say anything either or look at me. I left him there.
When I got back, Christie's towel was gone from the
beach. I got my stuff and left before Rick returned.
Soon I was back at the house. "Hi Honey," I said, seeing
Melody. I hoped I didn't look as guilty as I felt: all the way back, I'd been thinking about how I'd almost cheated on her. I would have. She didn't answer me. I looked at her. She had something in her hand she was looking at. A snapshot.
"What is it, Honey?" I asked. Something was disturbing
her. She wordlessly showed me the snapshot. It was a polaroid of me and Rick sucking each other off. I looked at her, to find her looking more angry and disgusted than I'd ever seen her. She looked me in the eye as she held the snapshot for me to see. "Honey, I..."
I didn't finish. I didn't know *what* to say. How did
she get it? How could I explain? I did it so some woman would have sex with me? She obviously wasn't taking it well, but I was stymied. She walked away, leaving me standing there, wondering what to do.
It was a quiet evening: she didn't say a single word and
I certainly didn't know what to say. I wondered how she got the picture. Did she know Christie?
We didn't talk. It was like we went through the motions
of preparing and eating supper, and reading.
At our usual time, she headed to the bedroom, and I
followed her, and soon we were ready for bed, still neither of us having said a word since I faltered when she was showing me the snapshot.
"Lie on the bed." Her voice startled me and I looked,
but she wasn't looking at me. She looked even more unhappy than she was before. I didn't know what she wanted, or rather I didn't know why she asked that, but I didn't want to make more trouble. I lay down.
"On your side, facing this way." She was acting very
strange. But I did it.
She sat on the bed in front of me. Then she put a finger
on my lips.
"Open your mouth." I did it. She slipped two fingers in
my mouth.
"Suck."
This was strange. Yes, I sucked. Believe me, this was
not like Melody--she'd never taken to instructing me like this. I lay there, not knowing what was up at all, but in the back of my mind I knew that since she was asking something of me and I was giving it to her, that she was forgiving me, or at least on that path.
She didn't say anything more, but just watched me suck
on her fingers. I felt so funny, her sitting there, watching me. Finally she put her other hand on my cock through my pajamas, reaching in and pulling it out. This was a big surprise. "Suck," she repeated--I'd stopped for a second.
She slowly took my cock and started stroking it. She
stroked and stroked it gently, all while she held her fingers in my mouth. And it felt good--I found myself getting hard fast.
She didn't stop--just kept her slow soft stroking. She
made no other move to get me to do anything, just kept it up. I don't know what it was, but it certainly turned me on even though she didn't start speeding up or anything.
I came. Right on the bed. She didn't stop and I kept
sucking and lying there. She kept going until I was done and getting softer. Then she withdrew her fingers from my mouth, got a tissue and cleaned things up as best she could.
And that was it. I slept next to the wet spot and she
slept on the other side of the bed.
In the morning, I awoke, to her sitting next to me,
stroking my cock. I felt fingers on my mouth. "Suck," she said. It was a repeat of the evening before, complete with her silence, and this time she didn't say another word the whole time. It was so strange.
She still didn't start talking to me after we got up.
When I came home that evening, she took my hand and led me into the bedroom and told me to lie down again, in my clothes.
"Melody, this is strange," I reacted.
"Shh," she shushed me, not adding another word. I stood
there for a second, then complied with her wish. Yes, she had me suck on her finger and brought me off again. And that night, she did it again, catching me while I was undressed. And in the morning, again.
It went for days. After a while, she had me undressed
every time. Three or even more times a day. And she still never spoke to me about anything else!
Yes, I tried to say something to her, but she always
indicated that I should be quiet. Finally, one night I didn't let her stop me: "Melody, I miss doing it with you!" I said over her objections.
"No you don't."
"Yes I do, I..."
"Shh. Just do this for now," she said.
"Melody..." But she shushed me again, insisting that we
do it her way.
As she stroked me, getting me ready to come, she said
"Shut your eyes." That was something new in our little routine, but I did it and she continued her part for a little while.
"You can imagine this's your Rick," she then added. My
eyes flew open and I started to sit up.
"Lie down!" she said, looking angry.
I lay down, but I didn't shut up: "Melody, I'm not
interested in Rick."
"Of course you are. I always suspected."
"No!" I wanted to explain more, but she'd had that
snapshot: how would I explain that?
"Just relax let yourself go. Unfortunately, *he*'s not
into this so you'll have to imagine him here."
"Melody..."
"Shh!" I was lying there again and she continued to
stroke me.
I had to stop this: it was too stupid. I'd have to tell
her. I pulled her hand away from my mouth and sat up again. "Melody..."
"Lie down!"
"Melody, I need to explain! I did that because this
woman tricked us into it."
"No you didn't."
"Yes! She... she said she'd have sex with us if we did
that." There--I'd said it. I waited for the explosion. She was quiet for a second.
"But she couldn't have gotten you to do it unless you
were interested," she finally said. It was weird. She didn't seem fazed by my confession at all!
"No! She was, well, a devil! Listen, Rick did it too and
you're telling me he isn't interested."
She paused again, as if thinking. I knew I'd made a
point. Finally she stood up and went to her purse. I watched her looking over a packet of something-- photographs--and finally she came back with two of them and showed me one.
It was Rick, and that woman Christie sucking him off.
They were on the beach and she was in the same bikini she'd been in that afternoon. I stared.
She showed me the other snapshot. It was inside,
Christie was naked and on her hands and knees and Rick was doing her from behind.
Finally Melody spoke: "You say you did it so she would
have sex with you. Did you make her keep her promise?"
I sat there, speechless. I didn't know what to do. Soon
I found myself lying there, sucking on her fingers again as she brought me off. I must have gotten so used to the procedure that I'd followed her lead like a robot. She was telling me to imagine it was Rick. I just lay there and shut my eyes and let her bring me off.
The next morning, I awoke again to her bringing me off.
Then I lay there as she started her shower.
I went for her purse. I found an envelope of snapshots
and looked through them. The very first one was Christie licking Melody! Melody was standing, naked and Christie was kneeling in front of her in that same bikini!
More of the pictures were of Christie licking Melody.
All different ways. In our house! Some were outside.
Then there was a picture of Rick licking Melody. And
Rick doing her! Several like that. I stared.
Suddenly I realized Melody was standing next to me,
sopping wet, wrapped in a towel. I showed her the picture. "Well, I certainly haven't been getting anything from you," she said. I stood there in shock.
"Listen," she went on. "Christie has this friend who she
thinks could be willing to, well, share your interests..."
I lay on the floor. A week later. I sucked on Dan's cock
and he sucked on mine. We were both naked and lying next to the bed. On the bed, Christie was naked, on her elbows and knees, Rick fucking her from behind. Melody lay in front of her, Melody's legs wrapped around Christie's head, tightly. Melody moaned. She'd never moaned so much with me.