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This is part 2 of the sexual adventures I got stuck into after bumping into my ex on vacation. Part 1 is linked above for anyone interested.
I was rudely awakened by loud rays of sunlight that snuck through the gaps between the blinds and invaded the room. Riley was still fast asleep, her body practically glowing as the light painted her with a garish golden hue.
7.30 am — I read off my phone, that and just the one message from Wesley – a wink. The man was a damn poet. I was always a morning person, much to the bane of all my previous girlfriends, Riley included. I only pulled on my shorts, with my boxers no where in sight & began to tip toe out of the room, noticing a large wall-clock in the corner next to Riley’s dresser, unaware of how important it would later become.
With the full extent of my hangover quickly setting in, I headed to the kitchen. “Thank God”, I exclaimed to myself holding a bag of ground coffee.
“Hey if you’re making a pot, make some for me too”. I nearly flung the bag of coffee into the ceiling as Melanie’s high-pitched voice startled me from behind.
“Fuck, you scared me”, I say turning around, then having to glue my jaw shut so it wouldn’t drop onto the floor — Melanie stood there in an oversized white tank top, and nothing else. It wasn’t sheer, no, but her nipples must’ve been waging a war with the fabric over them for they popped like two dark berries. The sunlight drew the outline of her body within the white frame.
“Sure, and am I making some for just you or ….”, I toss my head towards two doors that stood opposing one another – one of which must’ve been her room.
“Oh, yeah Wesley’s still asleep in there. Not sure if he wants some”, she twirled her hair. My friend got laid too.
I smile, pouring coffee powder aplenty and hit the button before the machine begins whirring loudly and rest my hands on the table-top.
“So you’re *the* Tyler huh! I used to hear about you all the time”, Melanie slowly makes her way past the kitchen counter, then me. She grazes her ass faintly against my shorts as she moves by towards the fridge. I grit my teeth trying to keep my cock from rousing. The sight of her back only served to make things worse as the loose tank top was caught slightly in her crack, exposing the outline of her finely toned ass — and what an ass it was. Riley’s ass was great, but Melanie’s could have brought entire civilizations to their knees. Oh, and no panty line in sight.
“Milk? Sugar?”, she hangs the question in the air as I make my way behind the kitchen counter pretending to inspect a tray of mugs on it.
“Nah thanks. Yeah, I’m *the* Tyler”, I mockingly make jazz hands. “And Wesley, yeah he’s my best friend”, I quickly remind her of my friend in her bedroom, hoping to permanently change the topic.
It worked, perhaps a little too well as Melanie effused endlessly about him. I politely nodded along as she listed down their shared tastes in music, with a particular affinity for RHCP.
“We both love the song *Under the Bridge*”, she declared as I tried to disguise my laugh. “What’s so funny?”, she placed the milk carton on counter standing across me.
Wesley hated the Red Hot Chili Peppers. In fact, the only time he’d ever listen to them was when he was in the car with me and I would physically stop him from skipping one of their songs. “Oh, I just remember the first time I heard an RHCP song, Wesley played it to me. He’s the one who got me into them”. I wasn’t about to rat out my best friend, nor was I going to fuck the girl he just fucked.
A moment of awkward silence was quickly broken by a pop as the aroma of coffee infused the air and wafted over us. I let Melanie pour her’s first as I stood behind her. She twirls around to face me with her mug full, spilling a few drops. “Ah shit”, she curses. She then tears a piece of kitchen roll off before bending down to wipe, the tank top that clung onto her chest losing all grip and falling loosely forward. Melanie’s breasts were bare for me and all the world to see. They were on the smaller side, but looked no less heavenly. I vividly pictured cumming on them. Her nipples were in clear view, now obviously a bright shade of pink. The cool air must’ve turned her nipples taut as they looked full. Her areolas looked the size of two starlight mints, yearning to be sucked. What seemed like an eternity of gawking really lasted only a second or two, but it was still too long — I was snapped out of my stupor as her eyes studied mine, her breasts still exposed. Her gaze shifted to my crotch, and she devilishly grinned seeing me now semi-erect. She was fucking enjoying this. Then, without flinching, she regressed to her bubbly self.
“Alright then, see you when I see you. Maybe Wesley’s woken up by now”. Melanie and her mug both disappeared into her room.
“What the actual fuck was that”, I mutter to myself. What would Wesley think? Fuck, what would Riley think? Me hitting on her best friend, after everything that happened with Rob ? Even if we were just fucking , I couldn’t do that to her.
Finishing my thoughts with the last sip in my mug, I retreated to Riley’s room, finding the bed empty.
“Oh, finally up”, I said matter-of-factly seeing here walk out of the bathroom stark naked.
“Yeah, we have this group tour thing today, and the guide will be here to pick us up at 8.30″.
My eyes dart to the wall clock — we still had around 40 minutes to spare, plenty to fuck each other’s brains out.
“Listen, about yesterday….”, she continued while she started getting dressed, much to cock’s dismay.
Fuck, we were going to *talk*.
She explained that she wasn’t looking for anything serious, a statement I struggled digesting.
“Ri do you really think I was looking for something serious? Really?”.
“I know , I know. I just — I was treated like shit by Rob and the fact that you were fine even though you didn’t cum, the way you made me feel after I came —- you just, just”, she paused, “you made me feel safe okay”, Riley exhaled as if letting go of a secret.”It was amazing and I just don’t want you to get the wrong idea”.
“Listen, two people can still fuck without being assholes to one another. I know what this is and you do too”, I say reassuringly.
“Good, so we’re on the same page she says”, slathering a layer of matte gloss on her lips. She peers into the mirror as I move behind her, my hands ease past her waist and come to rest together at her navel.
“Yup, I can make you cum and still hold the door open for you. I’m chivalrous that way”. I instinctively dodge my head to the left so Riley’s elbow finds nothing but air. I look down at her body, the denim shorts that she bought a size smaller to showcase her ass. The navy blue push-up bra that accentuated her gorgeous breasts. She hadn’t yet donned a top and her exposed clavicle gently curved like a delicate musical instrument, one that my lips needed to touch and play with.
Riley’s eyes studied the clock – 8:00.
Riley turned around and pushed me back until I tripped and fell onto the bed. “I think I still owe you something from last night”, her eyes flickered with lust. “We have to be fast though, we don’t have much t——“, the last syllables were lost between our lips as they met. We made out gently, our lips both sore from the previous night. It was softer, more sensual. I took her upper lip between mine.
As lay on my back, and she on me, Riley began rubbing my cock through my shorts, making me hard in seconds. The combination of a half naked Riley, not cumming from last night and the encounter with Melanie resulted in an instant raging boner. Riley brought her face to my crotch. I eagerly reached to pull down my shorts only for my hands to be swatted away.
“Your dick is mine right now. You don’t get to go anywhere near it”, she pronounced. Riley finally pulled my shorts down, immediately rubbing my cock as it popped out with her soft,supple hands. “I forgot how veiny your cock is, Tyler”, she salivated, her eyes focused on only one thing. I quickly held her hair out of the way.
“I missed this”. Riley slowly eased the tip of my cock into her mouth, while her hand expertly stroked my shaft. Little by little , more and more of my cock disappeared into her throat. An orchestra of gulping and slurping rang between my ears, the conductor — Riley’s magnificent mouth.
“Mmm”, I groaned softly in delight. No one in my life had come close to the deliciously obscene sounds that Riley sang as he blew me. It was her no.1 hit. “You missed my cock, didn’t you Ri?”.
“Mhhhm”, she nodded, “I really missed your thick co—“.
*Knock knock knock* came loud thumps from the door, accompanied with loud groans, and not the good kind.
“Hey babe, the pickup van is here”. Melanie shouted from the other side of the door.
*Fuck*
“He said 8:30 right?”, Riley asked after reluctantly pulling my cock out of her mouth, her hand still furiously at work. “It’s only 8:08 though”, she bargained.
There was a slight pause before Melanie’s voice returned. “Yeah he’s early. He says he’ll wait till 8.30 and not a minute later, he’s got to pick up other tourists so he cant be late”.
“Alright”, Riley replies, her grip on my cock slowly easing. “You guys get in first I’ll be out by 8.30”.
“You better. Have fun in there”, Melanie’s voice trailed off, her wink audible.
“Why did you have to pick a *group* tour?”, I sigh.
“Tyler”, she exclaims almost instantly. Her eyes almost drop into mine with excitement, pinning me to the bed. “Here’s the deal. I’m going to give you the best blowjob you’ve ever experienced and –“.
“Deal”, I chuckle cutting her off, desperate for her mouth to return to my cock – it doesn’t faze her though.
“I’ll give you the best blowjob you’ve ever got, and if you can last till 8.20, you can fuck me any way you want tonight”, her grip began to tighten on my cock.
“And if I cum before 8:20?”, I look at the clock just as it turns 8:09.
“If you cum before that, then this is the last time we do this. I’ll go out with the girls tonight and I’ll find another guy to fuck for the rest of the trip”.
I stretched my hands to hold her hair once more. With a wicked smile, “deal” I say. “I can last 10 minutes”.
“Sure you can”, she wryly smiled, pushing my hand away and tying her hair into a bun. “Shit’s about to get real”.
Riley still lay down on me by my crotch, but she unhooked her bra, letting the straps fall by her shoulders, her breasts however remained covered.
She didn’t utter a word, and what followed for the next 10 minutes was a haze of intense pleasure like I’ve never known.
Riley took half my length back into her mouth, slurping my cock like it was the tastiest slab of meat she’d ever put down her throat. Her lips pursed as my shaft slid between them, a pole that her tongue danced around.
*My eyes wandered to the clock – 8.12*
“Eyes back here, Tyler”, Riley instructed. She finally let her bra fall as she got on all fours, her breasts gently hanging loose, her nipples hypnotized me like a swinging watch, sending me into a trance. “Like what you see?”, she asked, momentarily moving forward moving, her breasts inches from my face and her nipples brushing against the skin of my pecs. “Please dont cum Tyler, not now. I want you to cum in me tonight”, she whispered in my ear before her mouth resumed its mission.
“Fuck”, I loudly grunted feeling her spit on then hungrily devouring my entire length with ease. I shot my head back in pleasure, and when it cocked back I see strings of saliva drip from Riley’s mouth onto my cock. She began to moan with every stroke.
*I look to the left – 8:15. 5 minutes to go.*
“I can feel your cock twitching in my mouth”, Riley said in between gagging. She wasn’t lying. I tried deepening my breaths, lengthening them. “Don’t come Tyler”, she begged in the dirtiest voice you could imagine. “I want your cock in me tonight. I want you to make me moan”.
Riley then moved to massage my balls while expertly tapping her tongue over my frenulum repeatedly. I growled this time, like a wounded lion. I could feel jizz building up in the very pits of my balls, like a land mine that was about to go off.
*8.17*
I looked back at Riley, those green eyes of hers were fixated on mine. It was then that I knew – I wasn’t the lion, *she* was. I was the fucking gazelle, and she was going in for the kill. “Don’t cum Tyler, my pussy is yours tonight. Unless you want some other guy’s cock in me?”.
“Fuckkk Ri”, I cursed with a moan now, my mind lurching. I wanted to fuck her. I needed to fuck her.
She didn’t respond, her mouth was too busy engulfing my cock. Her eyes now teary and red as she deep-throated me, each thrust of her mouth bottoming out my cock. The slurping and gulping noises were replaced with only gagging. I held my breath, I tried to empty my mind, squeezing my eyelids shut but they kept on fluttering, giving me glimpses of her sweaty breasts swaying. My ears gave me echoes of her voice begging, amplifying the sound of squelching with my precum and her saliva mixing.
*8.18 – 2 minutes to go*
“God, Tyler I can taste your precum. Fuck it’s making me wet”. She knew I was close, and she knew there wasn’t much time left. She rubbed on the area between my balls and anus, massaging my prostate with her one free hand as the relentless sucking continued.
“Oh fuck Riley. Fuck”, I grunted,my nostrils flaring, the veins on my cock pulsing. I felt my urethra load up with semen, ready to fire like a fucking shotgun. “Ri, I’m gonna cum. Where?”, was all I managed.
She didn’t respond. “Ri, I’m gonna cum”, I tapped her on her shoulder.
“Cum for me Ty, I wanna taste your cum. All of it.”.
She grabbed my ass and pulled it forward. That was the signal I needed. I felt a massive load of white hot cum propel from my deep within my testes, splattering against the back of her throat. Then another, and another, and another. Rope after rope unloaded as Riley muffled the loudest gag yet swallowing it all, savouring every. last. drop. She finally released her spell over my cock, letting it fall limply on stomach
“Holy shit Riley”. There weren’t words that could to justice to what she had just done to me.
Her eyes pointed to the clock, and mine followed. 8.19, with the thinner of the two pointers on large 6. I was 30 seconds short. 30 fucking seconds to 8:20.
“You were so close Tyler, so close to being able to do whatever you wanted to me”. Her words stung, my cock more than my ego if I’m honest.
I tried grabbing her hand but she jumped off the bed. “Okay, sorry but I’ve got to put on some clothes and get going”. She refastened her bra, pulled on a black cotton tank top and combed her hair that had become untamed.
“Wait, don’t Wesley and I have to leave now, since y’all are headed out?”, I inquired.
“The housekeeper will be coming by in around an hour. If you and Wesley can wait till then to leave, she’ll lock up when she’s done”.
“Or, you could just leave a key behind and we’ll lock up. I’ll pass you the key later”, I try wriggling my way back into her plans.
After one last look in the mirror, she straddles me on the bed. “I told you, you came so I’m fucking someone else from tonight”, sealing my fate with a peck on the lips and hopping off.
“So, you alright waiting for the housekeeper?”, she asks at the door.
“Yeah sure”. I pulled the covers over me as she swung the door open and shut. The soft grumble of the van throttling away followed soon after. That would have been the end of this story, save for what happened hours later. As Baxter, Hailey, Wesley & I were having dinner, my pocket began to rumble. I didn’t anticipate anything as I pulled my phone out.
*The girls and I wanted to stay in and get wasted tonight. You wanna come over? Bring your friends if you like* the Instagram message read — from none other than Melanie.
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