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I dropped to the floorimmediately.
I heard a condom wrapperopening. The stranger’s hands rested on my hips and my eyelidsfluttered closed in anticipation. They flew open again at the touchof Matt’s cock against my lips. I opened my mouth to take him in,but the stranger plunged into my cunt so fast, a stuttered gaspinterrupted me. There was no delicate, diabolical teasing like Matthad subjected me to the night before. No games and certainly noregard for my pleasure, as I was there to please them.
The stranger’s cock was brutally hardas he slammed into me, fast and desperate. I tried my best to suckMatt’s cock, but my rational mind worried that one of thosebone-juddering thrusts would make my jaw inadvertently close and Iwould bite him.
Not the way I wanted this littleinterlude to end.
The stranger drove deep, his bodystiffening behind me, his cock twitching and throbbing against thewalls of my battered, swollen cunt. He sagged over me, droplets ofhis sweat falling cold onto my back.
Matt pulled out of my mouth, breathinghard. “That’s the best you could do?”
“Sorry. She’s just so hot,”the stranger said with a laugh.
“Get up,” Matt told me asthe stranger withdrew from my body. “Go sit in that chair. Put yourlegs over the arms.”
Numb, I rose and wobbled my way to theseating area by the bar. The guys spoke to each other in low tones,but all I could hear was my own pulse and heavy breathing. That hadhappened. It had actually happened.
I dropped into the big square armchairand did exactly what I’d been instructed to do, which had theeffect of once again exposing my cunt. Matt took a seat across fromme on the sofa, stroking his cock. The stranger knelt in front ofhim and took Matt into his mouth with a skill that was obviouslymore honed than mine; Matt groaned and dropped his head back,breaths coming faster and faster.
“Touch your pussy for me,”he commanded. “I want to watch you while he sucks mycock.”
My body was still on fire,and my clit cried out for more stimulation despite being insanelyoverstimulated. I’d never had the chance to see something sointimate between two men—porn didn’t count. Watching Matt enjoy theministrations of a tongue and mouth I already knew the impressiveskills of made me come almost immediately. My body spasmed,contorted as it was in my ridiculous position, and my backstrained.
I hoped I would be able to walk thenext day.
“I’m close,” Matt warnedthe stranger, and he wasn’t kidding; his hips came up off the sofa,pumping in rhythm with the stranger’s fist, which had replaced hismouth just in time. Long ropes of cum splashed up Matt’s belly andchest as a guttural groan cut off in his throat. The stranger keptup the pace until Matt’s cock stopped squirting and jerking andMatt pushed his hand away.
In the silence that followed, I didn’tknow how to react. I’d had one of my most secret fantasies playedout for me, arranged by the man who gave me an exhausted grin and athumbs-up.
The stranger stood andrearranged his clothes; I hadn’t realized that he’d kept the suiton the entire time. I got a dirty shiver from that.
“I should go,” he said,climbing to his feet. He mumbled a thank-you to me and hurried awayfrom us, back out the gate.
True to my fantasy, neitherMatt nor the stranger had told me his name. If I so chose, I mightnever know. I could indulge in a new fantasy: that the strangerwasn’t someone Matt had arranged, just a stranger who’d blunderedinto the weirdest night of his life.
And the hottest night ofmine.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
(Matthew)
There was a finite amount of timebefore cum went from a plasma to a liquid. As much as I lovedsitting there, watching Charlotte’s raw, swollen cunt twitch andclench in the aftershocks of the pleasure, I had tomove.
“I need to clean this up,” Isaid with a dismayed chuckle. “Shall we go inside?”
“Sure.” She eased her legsdown from the arms of the chair and staggered behind the bar tocollect her clothes. I couldn’t wait around; my situation had gonefrom drip threat to drip reality. I hurried inside, grateful thatshe didn’t immediately follow me. Nobody needed to see my awkwardwalk.
I went into the masterbathroom and grabbed the nearest item, a hand towel, to cleanmyself up. While I swiped away as much as I could with the drytowel, I eyed the Jacuzzi tub. I hadn’t tried it out yet,preferring the walk-in shower. But there was a gorgeous, nakedwoman on the roof, and I didn’t want her to leave. Notyet.
I started the taps on thetub.
“Matt?” Charlottecalled.
“In here.” I was stillsporting glistening smears across my torso when I left the bathroomto meet her. Her eyes dropped to them, and she caught her bottomlip between her teeth.
With a gesture of her thumb over hershoulder, she said, “I was going to head out.”
“You don’t have to.” Ihoped I didn’t sound too needy. “I’m going to get into the tub.Care to join me?”