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Steve, Matt, Melanie, and Me
By Simon Peter
I inhale deeply on my cigarette as I lie back on my bed, naked and spent. It has been a great fuck!
Melanie is in the crook of my arm, nuzzling her face against my bare chest, still breathing hard after her multiple orgasms. She is so hot and our fucking is so intense. I'm not exactly in love with her, though. I don't go for such shit, anyway. I am romantic by nature, but love for me is too mushy.
"Eddie," she mumbles, her breath warm on my chest and patch of hair.
"Yes, baby," I mumble back, blowing out smoke contentedly.
"Why do you need to have sex with Steve if our love-making is so satisfying?" What the fuck! I think.
Where has this come from? True, we did have a ménage a troi last Saturday: Melanie, Steve, and me.
But I must admit, she has enjoyed the experience as much as-if not more than-me, or Steve for that matter. So why is she bringing this up, now?
I turn sideways to face her after stubbing out my cigarette. Her head is still on my arm and she looks delicious with her just-fucked expression. Her scent is fantastic: perfume mixed with sweat and sex.
"Honey," I try to be as gentle as possible. "You are a great sex partner. I love to have sex with you." I rub her nipples at the end of her smallish, very firm breasts. They immediately stiffen under my fingers. "But I also like to have sex with Steve. You know that."
"I wasn't complaining, Eddie. But why Steve?"
"Oh." Is she getting jealous? Fuck! I don't need drama. All I want is a good fuck, and both Melanie and Steve are giving it to me. "Well, babe, it's not just Steve. It's the fact that I like to make love to another man as I like to make love to you."
"I see," she responds. Ohoh, I think. She's after something. Shit! Women and their wily ways. Why can't she just come out and say what exactly is on her mind? She needs to be taught a lesson, I decide.
I run my hand down her smooth, silky body, and touch her down there. Her pussy is still wet and sticky with both of our love juices. She writhes and pushes at my hand with her pelvis. I use the wetness to insert my finger into her cunt. As she moans, I am fully erect. My excitement grows with her moaning and pulsating body, and I muse about how easy it is to distract a woman. Touch her clitoris and she is all yours.
Mounting her, I push inside her. I slide in easily. She stretches her vagina for my cock and sucks me into her. Kissing her lips, nibbling at her tits, I fuck her, slow and gentle. Her pussy is very wet, which makes the fucking so enjoyable, as my cock slides in and out of her. I place my hand between our bodies and reach for her clitoris, rubbing on it as my cock moves into her. She orgasms. Once. Twice. I stop counting as I ejaculate into her.
Even more satiated, I lie back and light another cigarette. She resumes her position placing her head on my arm and nuzzling onto me. Playing with the patch of chest hair, she says, "Do you know Matt?"
Now what? Although Junior obliges for frequent fucking, he seems to be resting a bit, glowing with Melanie's cum and my sticky juice, lying limp and heavy on my hairy balls.
Melanie crosses one leg over my crotch, lightly rubbing on my limp cock. Fuck me! She is doing the same to me, distracting me with sex, just as I have done to her a few minutes ago. She's a clever bitch!
I like that.
"Matt?" I ask, trying to sound uninterested in her rubbing on my crotch.
"Yea, you know? Matt. You met him a few weeks ago at Stephanie's birthday party."
Oh, that Matt. I remember him clearly. Actually, I tried to pick him up, but Melanie was with me at the party and he seemed to be more interested in her!
"Oh, yea," I respond. "I remember he was attracted to you. He kept sizing you up!"
"Well," she says in a very low voice, "after our trio sex with Steve last week, I met Matt on the beach and we kind of became a bit intimate," she confessed.
"What?" I exclaim. "You fucked him?" I sound angry.
"You are fucking Steve, for Pete's sake, so yes I fucked Matt," she comes back at me with force.
Man, I hate it when you have to admit that a woman is right. I am fucking Steve. Actually, I fucked Steve last Saturday as I was eating her pussy!
"So, you are leaving me for Matt, huh?"
"Oh, no," she says. "I was just thinking. If you invite Steve and I invite Matt..."
Oh, fuck and fuck! Is she serious? Jeeeeezuz in heaven. My mind roils.
Without answering, I reach for my cell. "Hi, Steve? If you are free this evening, maybe you could drop by for a drink or something? Say around 8?"
"There," I press the end-call button and hand her the cell phone. "Steve is here tonight. Your turn."
She calls Matt, looking at me with half a smile. He is free and would love to join us for a drink. Settled!
My cock twitches under her thigh. My breathing gets harder as I think of the possibilities. I am evolving into group sex. I gaze at her eyes and suggest, "Shouldn't we ask Stephanie, too?" The more the merrier, I think.
"Nope," she removes her thigh off my erecting cock and starts to stroke me. "I want all of you three guys for myself." Oh what a fuck bitch Melanie is turning to be.
She rises and slowly lowers herself on me, rubbing her pussy with her fingers. I thrust up and enter her. When we cum together, she is squeezing my nipples so hard I know I am going to be so fucking sore. But she knows that the little pain makes me more excited and my thrusting and ejaculation become more intense. She is right! I am already thinking about the evening to come as she slips off me.
Melanie and I decide on an evening of cheese and wine. Of course, a lot of sex, too! She agrees to chip in. After showering, I don my jeans and polo shirt and drive over to the local store. I pick up a couple of cheeses, brie, camembert, and such, watching for the prices, and three bottles of red wine. I like my wine chilled and fruity. I pick up four baguettes as well and some grapes. This should do it.
Getting back to my apartment, I contemplate over the impending evening. Especially Matt, since I haven't had the chance of "doing" him... yet.
But as we wait, let me describe, very briefly, the participants.
There is Melanie. She is a petite, with chestnut hair, straight, curves cutely around her face. Her body is what you might describe as "boyish." Not that she is muscled or masculine. She is all feminine, but she has small breasts and a firm butt. Her feminine curves are not as pronounced as females of her age tend to be. She is 23, very alluring, clever and hot in bed. The nice thing about her is that she doesn't take too long to orgasm. She enjoys her body and enjoys sex. Her give-and-take attitude helps in pleasuring her partner who, in return, pleasures her more.
Then there is Steve. You have met him in another story. He is a blond. He has the stereotype blue eyes, straight blond hair, and smooth chest and body. But he is a pleasant kid. He is 20 years old, an undergrad in the same university which I go to for my MBA. Steve is gay but not effeminate. I like his open attitude and his hunger for sex, sometimes even matching mine!
I don't know much about Matt. He looks like he is in his early twenties. He is handsome in his own way, especially his goatee. His skin is light, and he seems to have a fit body. What would strike you the most, however, are his black eyes. They look at you with a deep, penetrating gaze that can make your heart flutter. It is as if he can read your mind, sort of spooky, but fucking sexy. When I met Matt at Stephanie's birthday party, I knew I wanted him in my bed. But it looked like a lost cause, with his straight looks and his interest in my Melanie.
And last, but not least-what a cliché-is me. Eddie. 24 years old, 1.8 meters tall (5' 9"), 65 kilograms (143lbs), fit, with black hair, green eyes, a patch of chest hair and a nice trail to my thick, black pubes, a 20-centimeter (8 inches) cut, mushroom-headed cock, hairy balls and crack. If you think this is handsome or hot then I am handsome and hot. But with my eyeglasses, I look more of an intellectual. I consider myself as a regular, healthy, warm-blooded, over-sexed guy. I like growing a beard every now and then. It gives me this macho look. I keep my hair cut short. My sexual preferences? You already know: I fuck guys and girls. I am a walking erection and crave sex in all forms, except the kinky sado-masochist stuff.
Melanie walks in at around 7:30. She doesn't wear make-up but looks like a million dollars. I pick her up in my arms and she wraps her beautiful legs around me with her arms around my neck. We kiss, and Junior stirs. Down, boy! Not yet, I order him. There is a long and hot evening coming, I think with anticipation.
"You sure about this, baby?" I ask Melanie, somewhat apprehensively.
She nods her head, presses her body closer to mine, and kisses me all over my face.
Reluctantly, I put her down. She is delicious! But it looks like I am going to share her with Matt. Fuck! I don't want to do that. I want her all to myself. But that's what she wants, and I couldn't say no.
Besides, she is sharing me with Steve, isn't she?
We set about arranging things. Just before eight o'clock, I buzz Steve in. He is carrying a paper bag with a bottle of wine. Rosé wine. Shit, what a taste! Steve can really be a wimp!
"I need to chill this," he says with his cute smile, and I instantly forgive him his choice of wimpy wine. I watch his butt as he goes into the kitchenette. Melanie notices and gives me a wink. I run my tongue along my lips suggestively, and she giggles, the bitch.
"So," Steve says as walks back into the room and settles on the sofa-bed. "It's going to be the three of us, again?" He stresses on "again" and Melanie and I glance at each other mischievously.
Around ten minutes later, Matt buzzes. Steve looks at us questioningly. We just smile and I let Matt in.
As soon as Matt enters, Steve inhales audibly. Hmmm. I will have to compete with Matt for both Melanie and Steve, looks like!
We shake hands, introduce Matt to Steve, and sit around the center table with all the goodies spread out. As we sip the wine and nibble on the cheese and grapes, we start a nice conversation about nothing, really. Melanie gets up and chooses a CD. She has chosen one of my very old oldies called "Close to you" by a brother-and-sister combo. To my surprise, she pulls Steve up and they start to dance. It's a mushy, romantic, slow tune. There is Matt and me sitting and watching as Steve and Melanie grind on each other.
"Come on, guys," Melanie croons as Steve moves her slowly around. "Get up and dance, you hot nerds."
I look at Matt; he looks back at me. Melanie teasingly goads us calling us names. When Matt stands up, I look as surprised as he does. But I rise also and we start to dance. We are around a meter (3 feet) apart; my hands are very light on his hips, his hands very light on my shoulders. We both seem at a loss, but eventually, as the song progresses, we gradually move closer towards each other. Although we haven't had much wine yet, I feel less inhibited. I have wanted Matt since I saw him at Stephanie's birthday party. Our bodies touch as we move closer. I press on him. To my surprise, and delight, I feel his erection against my thigh. He is aroused. I grind on him as I tighten my grip on his hips. He responds by pressing harder on my thigh and moving his hands from my shoulders to around my neck. I wrap my arms around his waist and we are kissing and dancing like two lovers.
Melanie slaps my butt as we dance. I jump and grind harder on Matt. We all laugh although I do not feel it is that funny. Steve and Melanie break away. She moves behind me and wraps her arms around me. Steve does the same to Matt. Our four bodies are glued to each other as one, as we gyrate to the slow music. Melanie has set the CD on replay, and the song never seems to end. The Carpenter sister croons: "Just like me... They long to be... Close to youuuuu."
In no time, Matt's lips are on mine and we kiss some more. Steve is grinding on Matt's butt. Melanie is fondling my hair and rubbing my back. Slowly, inevitably, we move to the sofa-bed like a cluster of snails.
"Melanie, baby," I hiss. "Pleeeease stop that bitch crooning?"
She laughs and stops the music. The three of us, guys, are making out on the sofa-bed. She watches.
Suddenly, she claps her hand and cries out: "Ok, hot fuckers. Now let's have some more wine!"
We break and go back to the cheese and wine thingie. My hand is rubbing Matt's thigh. Wow! I'm going to have this guy. Tonight! Fuck, this is so great. Oh, thank you, Melanie, baby!
Steve is eyeing us. I notice that he is not too happy with how Matt and I have connected. What does the bastard do? He walks over and stands behind Matt. Leaning over, he whispers in his ear, loud enough for me to hear, "I loved the way your butt moved against me when we danced!" The bitch!
Matt blushes and glances at me. My heart melts. I lean over and slap Steve's butt, hard, and kiss Matt on the mouth. Steve pouts and moves away.
As we kiss, I see some movement on the other side of the room with the corner of my eye. I break away from Matt's sweet lips. Steve has started a strip show, with Melanie assisting. He is emulating professional strippers in gay bars. Hmmm. I lean back and light a cigarette, offering one to Matt. He shakes his head. "I'd rather suck on something other than a cigarette, Eddie," he whispers in my ear.
I take his hand and place it in my lap, my eyes on Steve, now stripped to the waist and moving his butt enticingly. Oh, man! He looks sexy. He pulls off all his clothes and pushes out his smooth butt, rubbing the cheeks. Steve is really putting on a show.
Is Matt this sexy naked? I stand up, cigarette between my lips, and pull Matt up with me. He has a quizzical look on his face, which changes to that of surprise as I start unbuttoning his shirt. One by one I loosen the buttons, revealing the hottest chest I have ever seen. My cock quivers in my jeans with excitement. Now, this is what I call a man! The hair on his chest is thicker than mine, and as I reveal more, I see it trailing down beautifully in the center of his flat stomach. I pull his shirt out of his pants.
He is standing there, not moving, showing his splendid torso. I am melting. I glance at Steve, who has now put on a pair of briefs. Fucking black silk briefs! But quite enticing with its very well-outlined bulge.
I can see Steve's cockhead stretching the silk fabric.
I run my hand down Matt's front. He is also hard. And his dick feels quite impressive. He inhales deeply at my touch. I stub out my cigarette and kiss him, fondling his erection through his pants. "Are you wearing silk undies, too?" I whisper in his ear. We snicker.
Melanie is kneeling in front of Steve and fondling his dick. He moves his pelvis round and round as Melanie feels his erection. He arches his back, as if inviting us. Melanie looks back at Matt and me, and without hesitation pulls out Steve's dick and takes it in her mouth. I quickly unzip Matt's pants and pull them and his boxers down in one move. His cock springs out. Oh, yes. This man has got a man's cock.
Almost as big as mine, but even thicker, Matt's cock is cut and beautifully shaped. I wrap my hand around his shaft and lick the head. It throbs against my tongue. Glancing around, I notice the action going on with Melanie and Steve.
I maneuver Matt over to where Melanie is sucking on Steve's cock. When we get to them, I guide Matt's throbbing cock to Melanie's face. She starts to alternate between the two cocks in front of her, sucking one and stroking the other. I am shivering with lust. I quickly get naked, and slide under Melanie as she squats between Matt and Steve, slobbering and sucking. I pull her skirt up, her panties down, and feel for her pussy. God, she is wet. I immediately enter her from under, thrusting upward into her vagina. Resting on my elbows, I shove up deep into her. She moans with her mouth filled with cock. She bobs on me as I pound her pussy. The two guys are looking down, watching their dicks being sucked and us fuck. It's wild. Steve moves away, leaving Melanie to Matt's cock. He slides under Melanie's butt and starts licking on my balls and her butt as she rides me. I explode into her. Steve catches my cum when it seeps out of her pussy and swallows it.
I pull out of Melanie and slip away. Matt pulls her up, and lifts her. Her legs wrap around his waist and he enters her, using my cum for lube. He fucks her standing up as I reach for a cigarette and light up. I keep on watching, so does Steve who is slowly stroking his dick. I sit on one of the arm chairs and enjoy the fuck scene. Steve looks at me, then down at my cock, semi erect and glistening. In a matter of seconds, he is kneeling between my spread thighs, still stroking his dick, and he takes my cock in his mouth. Feeling the wet, warm mouth around the mushroom head, my cock erects. Steve swallows the whole shaft as he looks up at me with those lustful blue eyes of his. I buck up deeper into his throat.
Matt is going away at Melanie, but when he sees Steve eating my dick, he releases Melanie and walks over towards us, his cock dripping and standing straight in front of him. He holds my head and pushes his cock between my lips. I willingly take him into my mouth. Funnily enough, he tastes of Melanie. It's just like when I'm eating her pussy, except now Matt's cockhead is pressing at my throat. I reach under his balls and massage his crack fingering him. His hole twitches as he pumps into my mouth.
I have no idea what Melanie is doing as Steve sucks my cock and I suck on Matt's. My finger has already probed inside his hole, and his moaning becomes deeper, his breathing faster. I shove my finger deeper into his ass, and apparently hitting his prostate spot, he shoots into my mouth. Steve gets off my cock to take a breath. I immediately make Matt lie on the couch and raise one of his legs. I align my cock against his hole, pushing into him. He pushes back on my cock. I try to penetrate but he is too tight although I'm fully lubed by Steve's spit. I shove harder; his hole shuts tighter. Fuck! I need to penetrate. His hands are gripping my thighs tight and he is shivering as we try to manage entry in vain.
I call Steve over.
"Suck him," I order Steve, as if Steve needed any ordering in that regard.
But to my surprise, he gazes at me and says, "He has just shot his load."
"So what?" I ask. "Just get down on him, Steve."
Melanie is standing next to us watching the scene, fingering her pussy. She is still horny although she must have orgasmed many times with me and Matt. Her gaze is full with lust. What she is watching is two men fucking! I have no idea what is going on in her mind. But she looks horny, fully turned on!
As Steve swallows Matt's limp cock, I motion to Melanie to get closer. Using my fingers, I scoop some of her wet juices off her pussy and rub them on my cock. Matt's eyes are as wide as baseballs, but this turns me on even more. I stand behind Steve, and using Melanie's juice as lube, I enter him doggy style. He groans as he swallows Matt.
Matt arches his back and thrusts into Steve's mouth: he must be getting hard again. Steve slobbers and moans as I pound his ass. Melanie is standing behind me, grinding her pussy on my butt, moving with my thrusts, as if she were the one fucking Steve, using my cock! I can feel her tits rub on my back.
I am so horned. Slapping Steve's butt cheeks, I pump into him. Matt is pumping his mouth.
Steve is getting the fuck of his life. His moans and groans and his grunts get louder as he masturbates with our dicks filling his mouth and ass. Melanie realizes that Steve is jerking off. She lies down on the carpet on her back and reaches for Steve's dick. He is on all fours with Matt's cock down his throat and mine all the way inside him to the hilt. She raises herself under Steve, resting on her elbows, and starts to suck his semi-erect cock. Steve starts to move his hips to synchronize between my thrusts and Melanie's bobbing on his dick. Matt holds Steve's head and freezes, his cock buried deep in Steve's throat. From the look on Matt's face, I know that he is spilling his load into Steve's stomach. Steve gobbles as he swallows. I am pounding away into Steve's insides when I feel his hole muscle twitch tightly on my rod. I push in to the base and freeze, as Steve shoots into Melanie's mouth. The squeezing of his butt around the base of my cock brings me to the brink and I explode. A flood shoots into Steve. I pull his hair back, and shoot more.
The four of us slump all over the place. I am lying back on an arm chair, legs spread and stretched out, cock semi-erect and dripping. Melanie remains flat on the carpet with gobbles of Steve's cum on her chin and tits. Steve and Matt are on the sofa-bed, with Steve's leg crossed over Matt's lap, pressing on his limp dick. Finally, Melanie rises and, for whatever reason, plays even an older song than the one we have danced to earlier, a Frenchie, one of my old-time favorites: "la Vie en Rose." The husky, gritting Piaf voice induces me to smoke. I light up, down my glass of wine and sigh.
I notice, to my delight, that I am the only one among us that still maintains a semblance of an erection.
My Junior is insatiable. Steve's dick has shrunk as if to have been sucked inside his pubes. Melanie looks too spent to do anything except to get back on the carpet and regulate her breathing. Matt looks sort of interested because of Steve's thigh rubbing his crotch. But he's all sweaty and still breathing hard. The room smells of alcohol, cheese, sweat, pussy juice and semen. I hum along with Piaf, stroking my dick slowly, and think, c'est la vie.