And Everything Reminds Me Of You

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It’s been two years since I’ve fucked you, Melody.

2 years.

2 fucking years.

I’m beginning to wonder if I’ll ever fucking shake thoughts of you.

Or if I even fucking want to.

I remember every goddamn detail of our adventurous life. Every fuck. Every suck. Every thrust inside of you a tiny life of its own. Every orgasm a universe.

The major events of our life always sealed in cum.

You claiming my virginity with one unprotected thrust, filling your hole and the next 12 years of our life.

Fucking you in the church on our wedding day, moments before walking down the aisle with no panties on, my cum running down your leg under your marriage gown.

Afterwards, when the preacher gave us a private moment in his chambers before the chaos of the reception and you suggest that instead of kissing or whispering our loving dreams to each other, that I should choke you with the Father’s rosary while fucking you with the giant Jesus cross on his desk.

Just the suggestion made our love feel otherworldly. Above God. Above establishment. Above rules.

We refrained from the cross fucking (that would come years later), but I did quickly sodomize you over the back of his black leather couch, all those pictures of Christ watching us as I came in your asshole.

We loved being watched.

We loved being alone.

Wedding night monogamy to honeymoon orgies in Thailand, I live them all every day.

Our years of sabbatical from multiple partners spent worshipping only each other. We had had sex most people only fantasize about, but the hottest thing ever was you begging for my seed. Begging to impregnate you.

“I’m going to make you pregnant. Have my baby, Melody,” I would scream as I filled her with sperm.

Remember how incredibly hard we both came?

Remember how incredibly hard we fucked when the pregnancy test came back positive?

For a girl with a cum fetish, getting impregnated was the ultimate rush.

And creating life made us feel even more like gods.

Years of monogamy produced great memories and great bonds. BDSM and D/s exploration fulfilled our desire for adventure and our hunger for heightened things.

I remember every step.

I remember every second.

I remember our return to the open lifestyle. It felt so natural and right.

Everything with you did.

As the children reached school age, the frantic schedule of parenting and monotony of PTA meetings and soccer team lunches made us crave balance.

All those sex-deprived dads constantly staring at your tits, all those weary mothers with their hand on my thigh smiling non-stop as I gave them attention their husbands hadn’t done in years.

Remember how we felt being around all those unhappy couples? Like we were the only ones who truly understood the dance of men and women?

Again we floated above it all.

Gods.

Gods with bottomless appetites for life and desire.

And I remember it feeling like fate aligned it all for us.

Complications with the last baby left you unable to have more. I got a vasectomy to make it equal. I remember sitting on the operating chair, about to get my balls cut open, but having the largest erection thinking of how popular it makes guys at the parties.

Hell, we were always popular anyway and our return to the lifestyle was met with fanfare.

We could have eased into it. But that’s not our style.

We chose the “private” swinger club. The quotes meaning it wasn’t much of a secret and $30 would buy a night’s membership so it wasn’t much of an exclusive club either.

What it did have though was lots and lots and lots of hard cock. And lots and lots and lots of free wet pussy.

Remember what you said as we pulled up in the car and I asked you how many people were you hoping to fuck that night?

“As many as humanly possible. And then some.”

Your hopes came true. And then some.

Godfuckingdamn I loved it. Both watching and fucking. Relentlessly. Like we didn’t miss a beat.

We were gods. Born again in a baptism of fuck. Never looking back.

Wicked Wednesday

Initiation

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It was summer when Melody took my virginity and we spent the next 2 weeks locked in my bedroom doing nothing but fucking.

School was out. We had no jobs. Rent was paid. We had nothing else to do.

Just.

Fucking.

So I should’ve known when Mel invited me to join her at the home of Rugby and Bristol, a married couple 20 years our senior, that something naughty was afoot.

Melody gave me no warning.

But before I knew it, all four of us were in a hot tub and the girls were topless, both pair of their amazingly large tits bobbing at the bubbly surface.

“Don’t you like Bristol’s tits,” Melody plainly asked.

I did. Greatly.

Bristol was 40 but could have easily been a decade younger. Thick, but not overweight, pale skinned and brunette. She reminded me of that sexy British lady chef I’ve always wanted to fuck.

“She’ll let you touch them,” encouraged Rugby, referring to Bristol’s glorious boobs.

I looked at Melody. She looked back at me like she does when she wants to get fucked.

Bristol stood up a bit, her tits rising above the steamy surface. I took a tit in each hand and lifted them up. They were so full. So heavy.

I could feel Melody moving in closer and feeling for my cock to see if I was hard.

I was.

Then she took one of Bristol’s tits from my hand and placed her mouth on it, sucking at her nipple deeply.

And there it was. My new girlfriend, the girl who only 15 days before tool my virginity, sucking the tit of a 40 year old right in front of me, my own hand still groping her other.

“Kiss her,” Rugby’s voice suggest across from us.

I lean in and kiss Bristol. She moans into my mouth.

We kiss a bit more but I eventually break away and join Melody in sucking Bristol’s tits.

I can feel her pulling her bottoms off.

Melody follows suit.

I do the same. The hot water felt great on my stiff bare dick.

“Suck Melody’s tits now,” Rugby commanded.

And we obeyed.

Melody was very vocal as we suckled her thick nipples. My loud girl was even louder.

“Left her up on the deck.”

We did.

Bristol followed her up, still kissing Mel and her tits as I positioned myself between her two legs which dangled down into the tub.

I was surprised to find her pussy so incredibly soaked on the inside. It was obvious Melody was getting off on this so hard and it turned me on how highly she was aroused.

I dove into her pussy and licked away at Mel with a devoted fever. In our two weeks together I had learned quickly how she licked to be eaten out and I had her cumming in no time.

Melody screamed her orgasm into a muffled kiss with Bristol. It was a sound I loved immediately and would grow to crave.

“Now do that to my wife”

Bristol and Melody exchanged places giggling. And I proceeded to eat Bristol’s pussy as her husband watched and as my new gal sucked at her tits.

Bristol tasted divine.

I slid two fingers deeply inside her four-decade old cunt and flicked away at her g-spot as my tongue rapidly swirled around her stiff clit.

Bristol erupted into a shaking wet orgasm against my face. I showed no mercy and only licked her harder, fingered her deeper.

Her orgasms also muffled, but not by a kiss of the mouth. By Melody’s tit that was dangling into our lover’s mouth.

“Your turn, Will.” Rugby looked at me. “Let him have it girls.”

All 3 of us were now laying on the wooden deck of the jacuzzi. I was on my back looking down at my cock disappearing inside of Bristol’s married mouth.

Fuck she was good.

Bristol’s stellar blow job was heightened by the addition of Melody kissing and licking my balls and under them.

2 mouths on my cock and balls. Motherfucker. A single mouth would never feel the same.

And then it happened.

Before I even know it, Bristol is pulling me out of her mouth and climbing on top of me. In another second she is mounting my dick.

Only my 2nd pussy ever, my second fuck a mere 2 weeks after my first and in the presence of her husband and my girlfriend.

And she’s great.

Bristol’s pussy feels as fine as it tasted and this woman…

Knew.

How. To. Fuck.

“Do you want to cum inside my wife,” I hear Rugby ask.

And before I could answer, I was.

In buckets.

Feverishly, Mel pushes her off me and pins her down on the deck, face down in her sex, eating away at Bristol’s cunt as my fresh hot cum oozes out of her fuck-worn pussy.

While Mel is licking her, Rugby finally gets out of the tub and moves over to the girls.

His cock is gigantic. At least a foot and thick as fuck.

He drops to his knees at Melody’s ass and enters her pussy with ease.

She barely flinches and takes his monstrous cock fully inside her with pleasure as she licks away at Bristol.

Rugby is pumping her good and hard.

Bristol cums from Mel’s skilled licking.

Rugby screams Melody’s name as he fucks her even harder, gripping her hair and smacking her ass roughly as he plows her.

He’s a goner within a minute.

My girlfriend, my future wife, yells out to him “Cum in me, you fuck!!!”

And he does, gnashing his teeth.

It all has me fully hard once again.

As soon as Rugby pulls out of Melody, I plug myself inside of her.

He’s stretched her a bit and her pussy is slick with his cum. The sensation is fucking ecstatic though and I fuck her harder than I ever have.

My stamina is high and her pussy, lubed in another man’s cum and gaping from his thick dick, doesn’t feel as tight so I’m able to fuck her longer than ever. Melody starts cumming more.

Her orgasmic convulsions skyrocket my own climax and soon I too am adding my cum inside of Melody’s beautiful shared fuck hole.

Bristol kisses me on the mouth, begging me to eat her pussy some more.

“Go on, boy,” says Rugby playing with Mel’s tits as she catches her breath. “You’re just getting started.”

And like that a decade of fuckery began.

More Thoughts on the Promiscuity Game

I want to return to the present day and my night with Amanda and Dillon, but before I do I’ve been encouraged by the lovely Jenna at JennasAttic to share a reply to a question she asked. Jenna wanted to know (and others have asked too) how the game made me feel, who won the game and how did days like that affect my marriage. I did my best to answer and its included below.

How did I feel during all of it? Fun, excitement, creative, confident. There’s a certain calm that’s achieved when you aren’t looking for a long-term mate and you’re just enjoying the company of a woman. Because I had full immunity and consent from my wife, there was no stress of getting caught etc. Just enjoyment. We had been having sex on a scale like this for a while at the time this weekend occurred. After meeting so many people, you get a feel from them early on if they are into casual sex or the type of person who looks for a long term relationship.

It’s almost like a pre-consent vibe. I don’t even want to proposition a woman if I have a feeling it’s going to make her uncomfortable. Consent and comfort are of utmost importance in this lifestyle.

So I felt relaxed and fun and excitement. Trying to bed a stranger has great adventure and I love the rush of the game. I have instincts of whether a woman would be up for sex or not, but sometimes I know before even she does. So there’s still the courting and the banter, all of which thrills me just as much as the sex.

The encounters with the usual cast of swingers and playmates is still fun too. And there’s a sense of courtship with them too, though truthfully those relationships are more about the straight physical. But they can propose adventures too. I’ve never bedded Melody’s sub alone before. I usually don’t let the husband of couples suck me either. But I did it because I knew it would get a rise out of Melody later.

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Our game was very much Spy vs Spy (that old Mad cartoon) in a way. There was no winner per say. It was about the hunt and the story. Everyone I had an experience with, I did so primarily to impress/please my wife. And she did the same for me. Yes, I got physical pleasure from it and yes I sincerely enjoy the company of these women, but Melody was always on the forefront of my mind.

Our marriage had moved beyond emotional and physical means. We started getting off on more mental and story driven stimulus.

So the feeling I felt most overall was pleasure and satisfaction. Because Melody was going to love what I had done just as I was going to love hearing about her day too.

It not only made our marriage stronger, but it was part of what made “us” us. We had threesomes while dating. 2 weeks after she took my virginity, we fucked another couple. She trained me and taught me so much about sensuality and sexuality, but we learned together too. There were years of our marriage where we didn’t mess around at all with others though. We tried everything. Including vanilla sex and monogamy.

Being with others ultimately reinforced that we were the perfect mate for each other. I found no lovers that pleased me more than her and she found no lovers who pleased her or understood her like I did. Fucking others was the foreplay to fucking each other. The sex we would have after sharing our tales with each other? Goddamn magical. Unlike anything else.

We never even saw ourselves as having an “open” marriage either. It was us, our circle. The world was just our playground.

Are we married anymore? No. But I can honestly say it had nothing to do with our sexual proclivities. We just evolved differently. But I’ll go into that another time. I’ve rambled long enough.

How To Succeed In Promiscuity Without Really Trying

Wicked Wednesday

There’s a game that Melody and I would sometimes play. A friendly competition that we would play apart, but enjoy together later when we divvied up our winnings.

The goal was simple. How many different people could we perform sex acts with in a 24 hour period. Orgies were off limits. Threesomes ok. And it didn’t have to be penetration. Just naughty. Kissing even counted if the story was good enough.

The game would begin at 7am on Saturday and end back at our house at 7am on Sunday. Sometimes we would add a theme or special rules.

Examples: People we’ve never been with before. Couples only. People in their 20s. People in their 50s. Public spaces only. BDSM encounters. Watching only. Sex toys only. Interracial only. Oral only. And on and on.

This particular day was a free for all. Anything goes. Which meant the numbers would be high.

We would keep score by cataloging the time, name of the person and a description of what we did. Bonus point if we got pic or video. (Not sharing any of those here out of respect for privacy.)

Below is my scorecard from that day.

7:30am – Sumalee (a playmate of ours)
Woke her up by knocking loudly on her door. She answered the door in nothing but a t-shirt, bush peeking out. She was pissed but I told her I just HAD to fuck her and couldn’t wait a minute. She let me in. I bent her over the back of the nearest chair and fucked her from behind. Came inside her. Left her t-shirt on.

8:15am – Lucy (a co-worker’s sister)
Called her. She was still in bed. Had phone sex with her. Listened to her use a vibrator on herself as I talked her to a climax. She wanted me to come fuck her but her masturbation just counted so I told her I was busy.

9:30am – Lindsay (stranger)
Met a girl in a coffee shop. We talked about an hour. Convo turned very sexy and flirty. We snuck inside a bathroom at the back of the store. I sat on the edge of the toilet. She put one foot on my leg and I pulled her to my mouth, licking away at her panties, then pulling them aside as she swing her other leg around my shoulder and held onto the wall for balance. She came quickly and was surprised when I turned down a blow job. We exchanged numbers and I said goodbye.

11:03am – Celeste (stranger)
Found her on a singles app. Her pics were sexy. Full-figured gal with amazingly full tits. We’d been texting dirty all day. I told her I really just wanted to fuck her. Nothing more. She said come over. I did. She opened the door wearing a thin black dress. It was on the floor in less than a minute. I slid on a condom and was inside of her seconds after that. I loved how her huge tits bounced all around as I fucked her hard and fast. It only took me about 2 minutes to cum. I didn’t hold back. Didn’t wait for her. After I came, I dumped the contents of the condom on her massive chest, licking myself off her while I fingered her. She was so wet, the fingering quickly turned to fisting. She came loudly in just under two minutes. I got dressed and left. It was 11:12am. (Surprisingly a 9 minute encounter is not my record).

12:45pm – Annabelle (Mel’s sometimes sub)
I already reeked of pussy so went back home to shower. Didn’t even notice Annabelle was in our bed until after I got out. She told me she and Melody had fucked a couple hours ago and Mel let her sleep here after. Annabelle asked me if I wanted to fuck her too, but I had more in mind. I had her put on Melody’s clothes, perfume and makeup. I made a video of me fucking Anna’s mouth as her head dangled off my marriage bed. Adding to the video, I then let Anna wear Mel’s strap on and fuck me in the ass as I called her Melody. I’ve never even let Mel, herself, do this to me, though after watching the video she’d certainly want to later. As Annabelle pinned me, she reached around and jerked me off. I came on Mel’s pillow. A fitting end. This will be worth several points.

4:00pm – Raven and Miller (call girls)
I paid 2 call girls to come to our house and fuck each other on my already soiled bed. They went at it for a solid hour while Annabelle and I watched. Anna would eventually join them and they made each other cum well. I kissed them all on the mouth as they left.

6:15pm – Izzy and Mac (swinger friends)
Dinner ended in me drinking wine being poured off Izzy’s tits while Mac watched. Mac then fucked her with the empty wine bottle while she sucked at me. They kissed while I fucked Izzy’s pussy. After I came inside of her, instead of eating her out like he normally does, I let Mac suck his wife’s fuck juices off my limp dick.

9:00pm – Macy (Stripper, occasional party girl, have fucked her before)
While she gave me a lap dance, Macy let me suck her tits in the middle of the club. She whispered in my ear how wet it made her and then bent over in my face to show me the dark blue puddle that seeped through her light blue panties.

9:35pm – Nadia (stripper)
Discreetly fingered her in the V.I.P. room. She not-so-discreetly gave me a hand-job through my pants. Didn’t cum. Actually faked it though so she would stop.

10:45pm – Sadie and Penny (partygirls)
Arrived at a party thrown by Ripken, a lifestyler. Orgies were off limits, but sex parties were not. In fact, Melody had beaten me there and was already in a backroom with 2 men. Her 2nd pair of men, I was also told. Sadie was a semi-regular to these parties. Only chatted her up about 10 minutes before we grabbed a spot in a group area. Penny was a friend of Sadie’s and a first-timer. She only watched at first. Sadie rode my face as I ate her to a long fulfilling climax that got the attention of the entire room. It was enough to pique Penny’s interest so she took a ride on my face as well. Her center was sweet so I ate her slower, but her climax was no less intense. I felt Sadie pull off my pants and mount me as Penny continued cumming on my face. Sadie never made me cum. We eventually repositioned where I was fucking Penny while kissing Sadie hard on the mouth. Came in surprisingly furious amounts inside of Penny, who had a high quality pussy.

Midnight – Melody (wife)
Surprised Mel with a kiss while she had 2 more guys’ dicks inside of her. She was getting fucked so hard, I don’t even know if she noticed it was me.

1:25am – Olive and M.K. (partygirls)
I’d been with neither before. Olive had a private room there at the hotel where the party was so we went back to it. Had a feeling Mel was already outpacing me so said “fuck it” and enjoyed my time with these two. Olive was into bondage and had bed restraints so fun was had with those and some crops, clamps and other sex toys. My stamina was so high at this point, the ladies had a hard time making me cum, but climaxed on their own numerous times giving it a try. Then I found out M.K. was only 19 and lost it while tit fucking her.

4am – Talia (Mel’s sister-in-law)
I knew her husband, Melody’s brother was out of town. Talia texted me about 2am telling me so. She was home drunk from a bar. I got the message after being with Olive and M.K. and headed over there. Talia and I had fucked before, a threesome with Melody. Watching Melody fuck her own brother’s wife was one of the craziest and hotest things we had done. Talia and I carried out a solo affair for a few months after. I disclosed it to Mel of course, though Talia didn’t know that Mel knew. When I got to Talia’s I saw Melody’s car. Fuck. She was one step ahead of me again. I knocked on the door and Talia let me in. Melody smiled at me wickedly. Talia joined her on the couch and I watched for a bit as the sisters went at it before I couldn’t stand it any more and had to join in.

6am – Just me and Mel
Talia had passed out. I led Melody, who had a hard time walking, honestly, to Talia’s bathroom where I had a bathtub full of hot water waiting for her. I helped her inside and bathed her tenderly as we began sharing our night’s scores until daybreak. Then we headed home. Together.

Short Girls Will Be The Death Of Me

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I gotta admit. My cock grew fully hard just at the sound of Amanda knocking at my door. When Dillon opened the door and embraced her long-time friend, their respective cleavages clashing, their excited squeals in harmony, I almost came right then at the possibilities of what was about to happen.

The more Dillon heard about myself and Melody’s secret sex life, the more she wanted to compete with her. Though she said she wanted to continue “life in the moment” and thought that bringing in another would be a good reminder that we are just to be fuck buddy’s, not boyfriend and girlfriend.

I thought she was overthinking it all, but in any case this lead her to invite Amanda over. Amanda is another of Dillon and Melody’s childhood besties so of course I’m thrilled by this. Though I’d never had the string of fantasies about her, like I’d had with Dillon, I knew that Amanda (Mandy, her close friends called her) probably fucked good.

She was the opposite of Dillon personality wise. Amanda is brash, ornery, and generally tears through men like it’s nothing. And physically, Amanda is a near replica of Melody which is why I know she’ll feel fucking exquisite.

Short girl. Huge tits. Thick lips. A magic trifecta that’ll be the fucking death of me.

Dillon has never been with a girl and is not sure if she even wants to, but she does get off on the idea of watching. She confessed to me that after she found out about Melody fucking Chase (her then boyfriend), she was heartbroken, but said she also felt angry that she didn’t get to watch.

Chase, in a dumb-dude move and maybe in an attempt to hurt her, told Dillon how good Melody was— how quickly he got-off when she sucked him, something Dillon always had trouble doing. (Though she had no trouble with me, I might add).

So after hearing that, she would often fantasize about watching Melody and Chase fuck. She told me she would finger herself or use a vibrator even as she thought about it. Chase, himself, could never make her cum, but fucking herself while imagining watching them always got her off, she confessed.

Dillon wanted to turn these emotionally difficult watching-fantasies into something real and fun. Unlike Melody who shied away from sex play with her close personal friends, Dillon felt more comfortable with it. Plus, she had told Amanda about our recent romps, including praise of my skills. To which Mandy apparently replied jealously, “Goddamn, Bitch. I wanna fuck him too!”

And there you have the events that have led to Amanda now knocking at my door and rubbing her giant tits all over Dillon and me as she hugs us both excitedly.

Amanda knows she is here to get fucked, but makes no big deal about it, a huge turn on for me.

We sit in my living room, drinking wine and listening to old soul records. The girls laugh over stories from high school and about certain boys. Melody’s name gets mentioned a lot.

Amanda has a lot of good stories about her, many I hadn’t heard— blowing 2 boys in the bathroom of a party, having to tell her in the hall that she had cum running down her leg after she fucked the security guard in his car during lunch. Amanda even admits to getting fingered by Melody over a dare, how they liked it and did it again for fun several times later. I wonder why Melody never mentioned this or wanted to bring Mandy on as a playmate?

I’m getting very aroused hearing about Melody. Recently this would have bothered me, but I’m just gonna embrace it for now. In fact, it’s inevitable I’m gonna think of Melody while fucking Mandy. How could I not? These short, busty nymphs could be twins.

A second bottle of wine is opened and I invite Amanda to sit on the floor in front of me while I rub her shoulders. It’s an obvious move to get things started, but neither girl says anything about it.

Dillon watches from the couch as I place my hands on Amanda’s bare shoulders. Mandy instantly reacts with a sultry moan and Dillon and I both smile at each other, my cock harder than ever.

Dillon Drills Me; I Drill Dillon

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“Why were you with Melody so long?”

Dillon had been dying to ask I know, but it’s not the conversation that I wanted to have right now. In fact, I didn’t want any conversation. She had to slide her mouth off my dick to ask it and I knew she was just fucking with me. I was about to cum, nearing the edge and she stops mid-suck to ask me this.

Clever fucking girl.

We had been playing around with denying each other orgasms, seeing who could bring the other closest to the edge, seeing who couldn’t stand it anymore and demanded to cum, etc.

“I don’t want to answer that right now.”

“Why?”

“Well for one, I want you to continue this brilliant head you’re giving me.”

She opens her mouth and hovers above my tip, just barely grazing my dick with her lips. I could feel her hot breath wash over it and I wanted it stuffed in her attentive mouth badly.

I squirmed.

“How about you tell me,” she teases, “and then I’ll finish you off. I’ll even let you decide if I should swallow or wear you all over my face and chest.”

She then brought her wide open mouth down on me, not touching my cock at first, then locked her mouth around me and sucked up my shaft torturously slow, digging the tip of her tongue into my dickhole as she reached the top. It was the best fucking feeling and torture all at once. Because she stopped.

“Tell me why. Why were you with Melody so long?”

“Honestly? For sex.”

“Fucking her was that good?”

“Yes.”

“How good? Tell me in detail.”

Dillon begins sucking me tenderly and slow.

“She always wanted it. She was down for anything and good at everything. The smallest, wettest pussy. The biggest tits. Dangerously skilled mouth.”

Dillon’s now sucking me harder and more passionately. I continue.

“She was orgasmic to a fault. She’d cum just crossing her legs sometimes. She loved watching me fuck other women and I loved watching her fuck men and women. They were all so amazed with her. If ever there was a woman born to do nothing but fuck, it’s Melody.”

Dillon is sucking me hungrily and talking about fucking Melody has me climaxing more than anything. I wanted to cum in Dillon’s throat as I thought about Melody’s throat, but I also wanted Dillon more than ever.

I grabbed Dill by the face and pulled her to my mouth for a deep kiss. She positioned herself quickly on top of me and inside of her.

We fucked and kissed savagely, Dillon humped me with might as I growled into her kiss.

I wanted to add something else.

“But if Melody was here right now, I would choose you. I would fuck you senselessly and cum for hours making her only watch. And it would make her jealous, Dillon, because no one can make her cum like I did. And we would make her watch as you came and came and came.”

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I kiss her again.

She cums.

I cum an instant after her and in harmony we continue to fuck until my cock is drained.

Dillon’s breathing hard and can barely speak, but she manages another question.

“But what would she do now? After watching you make me cum and ejaculating inside of me?”

I knew exactly what she’d do. What she did many times before.

“She’d come over here and eat my cum out of your pussy, licking you better than I could even dream, making you cum harder than I ever could. Once you finished an endless cascade of O’s, she’d put on a strap on and fuck you more. Again, fucking you harder and better than I’m even physically possible. She would fuck you until you were a quivering pile of mush or passed out. Probably both. And then she’d walk over to me and beg me to fuck her.”

“Would you,” Dillon asked sweetly.

“No. I’m done with her.”

Dillon smiled and kissed me deeply. I kissed her back and could tell we were falling for each other. Which made me feel horrible because I just bluntly lied to her.

I would fuck Melody in a heartbeat.

How It Began

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“Stick your dick in me bare,” she said. “Don’t worry about a condom. Just fuck me. Fuck me now, goddam it. I want you in me.”

She let out a begging whine.

“Please….”

These are the final pre-penetration words my future wife said to me. Once my cock was inside of her, she would own my dick and the next 13 years of my life.

I was a virgin.

I was a shy, female-ignorant virgin. Sucking tits and awkward near-fingering was the closest I’d ever been. I had never even seen a pussy face to face.

Once I was inside of her, however… I wanted to know every goddamn thing about her pussy, every goddamn thing about all pussy!!

21 years old and the only orgasms I ever experienced were self-induced. That is until that moment.

I pierced her slowly, taking it all in, savoring every sensation. Melody’s 19-year-old pussy was taut. Her pussy was steaming hot. Her pussy was thick & meaty and snug as hell. And her pussy was soaking wet, drippingly so– a glistening pussy that welcomed and begged for my cock.

Mel’s pussy was fleshy heaven. I started to cum the moment my dick was fully inserted. Her hot wet tightness gripped my pulsing cock and I ejaculated inside of her within seconds. There was no holding back.

One. One thrust inside of her perfect pussy and my dick was convulsing and firing the thickest of loads in furious amounts. I gripped her mountainous tits tightly and continued to convulse into her as I moaned and called her name.

Melody.

Melody and her mystic pussy.

I couldn’t even thrust more. I was frozen inside of her, filling her bare cunt with what felt like buckets and buckets of my virgin sperm.

And Mel fucking loved it. The moment I erupted inside of her, I feel her pussy tighten around me, her pink pulling me in further. As my thick soup filled her fuck bowl, her mouth dropped open, she held her breath and my new lover came with me. And equally as hard.

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We screamed into my bedroom air in unison as I emptied years worth of jizz inside her. Melody had a cum fetish, a rather rowdy one and one that she rarely got fulfilled.

I pulled out and collapsed next to her naked body still trembling with her own O’s.

She lowered her legs and instantly squealed.

“My fucking God, look at that!!” she exclaimed.

It was my pooled cum that had filled her up and gushed out of her hole. It was the size of large pillow, a wet spot that ran from between her legs down to nearly her feet.

She shoved her own fingers inside of herself to feel how covered she was in my shots. Arousal washed over her again.

Enthusiastically Mel fingered away at her cum-soiled hole until I replaced her fingers with my own. The excess of my cum allowed for greater penetration. Deeper and more fingers. She obviously enjoyed this.

Without provocation she flipped herself over face down into the wet spot, licking and sucking away at the sheets.

Her ass and pussy in the air, I slowly inserted all five fingers into Melody. She growled into my wet spot and pushed into my hand, my fist now firmly inside of her. She rocked her body, fucking my fist as she lapped up my virgin load.

Melody’s orgasm was long and hard. I’d never witnessed such beauty. I fisted her harder. She came harder. Amazing how that worked.

I don’t know if she begged me to stop first or if my arm gave out first, but we collapsed into a pile on the bed when I pulled my fist out.

I didn’t even realize how erect I was again until I felt her mouth around me. She sucked me slowly, savoring the taste of her own pussy on my dick.

I ran my pussy drenched fingers through her hair as she brought me to a quick climax. Another heavy load, this time shooting directly into Mel’s mouth and throat. She swallowed every drop and even sucked at my tip for more.

I almost loved it more than nutting in her pussy. Almost.

We held hands and I kissed her on her mouth, neck and tits. We got no sleep that night and would fuck four more times before morning. Cumming all four times in that electrifying pussy that now ruled my life.