Bumping into my ex on vacation leads to me fucking her best friend [MF] Part 3

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This is Part 3 of the days following me bumping into my ex on vacation. If you’re interested, Parts 1 & 2 are linked above. Also, I apologise if this wasn’t as good as the last two, been incredibly tired. Anyway, hope y’all enjoy !

If you want to skip straight to the sexy stuff, look for the

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I filled Wesley in on everything that happened. What happened with Riley, my encounter with Melanie. Did Riley put Melanie up to it? Did Melanie want to fuck me? I even worried my buddy would mind if I hooked up with Melanie.

“Nahhh man, I don’t roll that way,” Wesley quickly eased my concerns. “When I’m on vacation, I don’t sleep with a girl more than once. I mean just look around,” he points to the gaggle of female tourists passing by. “Why have only one type of candy when you could be Willy fucking Wonka? Don’t overthink it man, just go.”

“What about you?” I asked.

Wesley swiveled his phone over with a grin, giving me a peek at this screen.

*’Nadine — 28′. The difference between me and a mosquito is when you slap me I don’t stop sucking.*
read the Tinder profile.

I rolled my eyes while Wesley furiously typed. “She wants to meet for drinks in an hour. Man, my night is set”, he seemed pleased with himself, grabbing my arm just as I left. “Just make sure you’re thinking with this”, he pressed his fingers to his temple, “and not this,” he grabbed his groin. As I said, the man was a damn poet.

Arriving at Riley’s villa after putting on a shirt that hugged my biceps perhaps a little too much, Melanie greets me with a tight hug. I nearly lift her up returning the favour, forgetting how small she was.

“Your choice?” I ask hearing Stadium Arcadium faintly reverb from deep within the hall as we walk in. Melanie’s got on a sleeveless orange crop top, one with a rather large knot on its front and matching poofy shorts. I notice a Sanskrit tattoo on her shoulder, partially obscured by her top.

“Nice tat. What’s it mean?”, I ask following behind her finding the hall deserted.

She shrugs her tatted shoulder twisting her neck back. “Oh, this one? Got no clue”, she giggles. “Peace I think. Or was it love?”.

“Of course”.

“That’s not the only ink I have you know,” Melanie stops my chuckle. She pulls down her shorts at the waist, revealing two coloured roses tattooed just above her over her pubic bone surrounded by stubble and partially covered by the frills of her white panties, before pulling them back up. “I have a few more. I mayyy show you — later”.

I’m partially taken aback to see Riley’s arms draped around a tall, lanky figure as they walk past a sliding door into the hall.

“William, mate,” he says extending his gangly arms. He towered above me, even with my 6ft 1 frame.

“Fuck you, mate” I say back, but only in my head. What William lacked in muscle, he made up for in height. His hair was gelled and pulled back. His chin could have cut diamonds. He could’ve been Alex’s Turner’s goofy cousin if you squinted hard enough.

We all chit-chat for a few minutes over some margaritas. As I talk to William, who actually seemed nice, I glance subtly at Riley. She’s wearing denim overalls and shorts with what looked like a short, black tube top (I later learned it was a bandeau). William steps outside to smoke, Melanie quickly tagging along. “I’ve been dying for one”, she squeaks scurrying behind him.

“Where’s Ellen?” I ask Riley trying to ease the palpable tension between us, who had been ignoring me up till now.

“Oh, she’s just skyping her boyfriend. She’ll be out in a bit. Listen”, she sweeps her hair back, “I hope you don’t mind, but I showed Melanie your profile”. Riley told me Melanie had told her everything, even the flashing. She tells me how Melanie lives to tease guys, even guys Riley used to date.

I stare at her intently with my eyebrow arced. “And you’re cool with that?”.

“Oh, honey!” Riley scoffs gulping down the last of her drink and squeezing my cheeks together. “Melanie may tease, but she’s never acted on it, not if I was going out or sleeping with the guy. She asked me what was happening between us. I told her we were done and gave her the green light to go for you if she wanted.”

Riley turned to the pitcher to refill her glass, just as Melanie’s voiced pierced the silent pause between songs. “We’re playing truth or dare guys!” she shouted gripping the neck of a bottle of vodka.

With just a single 3-seat sofa occupying the hall, Riley sat between William and Melanie. I was about to sit on the lounge chair I had pulled from the corner, when I stand to pull another seeing Ellen finally make an appearance.

“Ah a true gentleman I see,” William compliments. He’s not so bad I think winking right back. I focus my eyes on Melanie as Ellen and I sit opposite the trio, a bamboo table between us decorated with scattered bottles and shot glasses.

The game started innocently enough as everyone stuck to truths. “Yes,” William bashfully answered when Melanie asked how many girls he had slept with. Ellen then asked Riley what the shortest time a guy’s lasted in bed with her. “Nine minutes”, she snuck me a look before giving William a peck.

Cheap shot.

As rounds passed, my gaze unwittingly noticed Riley’s hands wander further and further up William’s thigh. I ignored it as best one could sitting right across two people who seemed determined to make out every other minute.

Was I jealous? Surprisingly, not even an ounce. I was looking forward to seeing where it went with Melanie, and William seemed nice enough that I thought nothing of it.

The game ambled along until Melanie declared there would only be dares from now on.

*God* Ellen cursed smiling. She was the first to pass and drink a shot when Riley dared her to take off her top. “I barely know these guys!” her cheeks flustered a dark crimson.

“I dare you to make out with the sexist guy in the room for 2 minutes”, Ellen asked Riley in return, who immediately turned to the right and practically swallowed William’s tongue.

I stare at Melanie as my phone buzzes in my pocket. I bungle to pull it out, noticing Melanie’s lips curved to one side as she places her phone back down onto the table.

*Took this earlier* read the IG message, followed by one of those disappearing pictures. It was Melanie, topless using the same white frilled panties I remember seeing earlier. My eyes widen as I keep my finger pressed on the screen, hoping to take a mental picture before it faded from existence.

“Whatcha got there?” Ellen queried craning her neck as I lose grip, my phone falling face first onto the floor. I brushed it off as a message from my friend who’s on a date.

Melanie’s face was the picture of innocence, which just reminded me of the picture from earlier, now playing on repeat in my head.

The timer Ellen set went off. Riley and William stopped kissing before she begins fanning herself with her palm.

“Melanie!” Ellen shouted almost immediately. “I dare you to give Tyler an erection in 2 minutes”.
*Ellen knew* “Without taking off any of his clothes”.

Melanie’s didn’t seem the least bit perturbed by the time limit. She straddled me on the chair I sat on, her knees by my side. She plunged her tongue down my throat, slowly grinding against my cock. She swirled her tongue in my ear, whispering a moan as it left. Melanie traced her fingers over my shirt, past my nipples, slowly back towards the exposed skin of my neck.

“Cheating, cheating! You can’t touch his skin!” Ellen motioned.

I was already hard, but Melanie didn’t stop. Gyrating her hips, she pushed forward into me. She forced my cock to push into the fabric of her shorts and underwear until I could feel the outline of her slit, then she continued grinding, keeping my cock teasingly in the same spot. Any grunts that would have otherwise escaped me were lost to her mouth, her lips firmly on mine.

Bells began to chime as Ellen’s phone alarm went off. The two minutes were up. Melanie didn’t seem to get the memo, her hips merrily circled still, her lips whispering “I don’t want to get off.”

“All right guys, get a room already!”, Ellen teased as Melanie reluctantly got off, my erection standing tall and proud. Ellen’s palm met Melanie’s as they subtly low-fived.

Riley tried to hide it, but her face painted a picture of anger. Her nostrils flared a little. Her lips failed to conceal the frown she desperately tried to hide. Melanie & Ellen may not have picked up on it, but I did. Any doubt was extinguished as Riley got up clutching William’s hand just minutes later. “Alright girls, we’re headed to my room. Think I’ve had too much to drink”. I saw her disappear from my periphery with Melanie approaching me.

“Alright, looks like that’ll do it”, Ellen concluded. “I’m going to call my boyfriend again,” she waves, her back turned to us. “I’ll be using my noise-cancelling headphones so don’t worry”.

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Melanie and I race each other to her room, and I slam the door behind me. Melanie unties the knot of her crop top, letting it fall to the ground between us. She immediately kisses me, letting her bare nipples scrape against my chest.

‘Carpe Diem’, the tattoo under her left breast read.

“Told you I’d show you more”.

I finally grab her nipples, the ones I craved ever since I laid eyes on them. I pinch them lightly between my thumb and index fingers, slowly beginning to tug.

“Bite them daddy”, she requests. This catches me off guard. Riley and I could never keep a straight face when she tried saying ‘daddy’ in bed. It just wasn’t something I was super into — but I wasn’t going to complain.

I pick Melanie by her ass and fall into bed with her, her legs wrapped around me. I take her nipple in mouth, slowly raking it between my teeth, while I roll the other between my fingers.

“Just like that daddy”, she exhales heavily as I alternate attention between them, both now puffy. 

I kiss her thighs, inching my way towards her slit which was visibly pulling her white panties.

“This pussy is all yours”. She spreads her legs wide.

I pull her panties to the side, noticing how drenched they already are. I smell her pussy for the first time, my senses intoxicated by the combination of salty & sweet. “I’m going to make you cum in these,” I tell her.

She oohs as my first lick is over her plump labia. I gently spread them out, inserting my tongue past her pussy lips, licking all around. I spot her clitoris, intentionally starving it of attention. I point my tongue , so the tip reaches every crevice and bump it can find. Melanie doesn’t flinch. I flatten my tongue now and explore her pussy the same way. Melanie’s hands grab fistfuls of bedsheet as her hips lift momentarily. I greedily enjoy lapping her pussy up as if it were an ice cream cone on the hottest day of summer.

I slowly shift to her clitoris, giving it a lick. Melanie brings her thighs to my ears tightly as her pleasure builds. I take her clit in my mouth, sucking it while I insert two fingers into her pussy. Then three. Her hands move to grab my hair, pulling at my roots.

“Just like that. Just like that”, she pants.

I place the palm of my hand just above her pubic bone and press down — giving my fingers total access to her gspot — tapping it over and over. The sensory overload sends Melanie wild, her pussy convulses as I build up my pace. I taste her juices as they pool, a salty nectar.

Her glorious thighs tightened their grip around my face as if worried it would get away should she let go.
“I’m going to cum daddy”, Melanie whimpered, her back now permanently off the bed.

No reply comes from me, my lips now stuck on her clit like a precious pearl, my tongue polishing it off. My fingers soaked as her pussy flooded.

“Mhhmm daddy, yes — yes I’m cumming. I’m cumming,” I feel her writhe and buck while my mouth rides her to full completion. Her spine curves and I see her ribs gloriously strain against her skin.

Melanie pulls my face to hers to taste herself on my lips. “I need you in me daddy,” Melanie says breathlessly. “Now”. 

I tear open a condom as I pull my pants off. Melanie just lays there, touching herself and giggling. Her pervasiveness struck a chord in me I knew not there. I quickly roll the condom on let my cock linger at her slit, pushing her lips apart for a second, sliding my entire length over her entrance – I wasn’t in the mood to tease any longer.

As I slowly inched my cock in, Melanie and I groaned in harmony. “Fuck you’re so tight”. I truly meant it.

“Tighter than Riley?” she teases.
*She was. She fucking was.*

I pick her legs and throw them over my shoulders, angling my thrusts just right until Melanie begins cursing incessantly. “Fuck, fuck, fuck”, she wails as I thrust with greater urgency. The harder I thrust, the tighter her pussy gripped my cock. “You like that?”, Melanie pleaded with me using those innocent eyes, holding my gaze and clenching her pussy at will, milking my cock. I felt my thighs begin to stiffen. I used the bed for leverage, my hands at her side. Melanie grabbed my bulging arms as our climaxes grew closer.

As Melanie rubbed her clit, her moans went up an octave and her face contorted.

“Oh My God– oh my — fuck…”, her voice broke as she came, her words loud then hoarse and hollow.

“Are you close?”, she asked as I slowed my pace, worried she’d be sore. “Mhmmm”, I nodded. Melanie dropped her legs around my ass, pulling my dick back, deeper within her, grinding without ever breaking eye contact. “You feel that ?”, she boasts,”this how much my pussy loves your cock”, her pussy contracts again.

My cock felt like it was being pulled into paradise, then slowly squeezed out before being sucked back in again — a vicious cycle of pure ecstasy.

“Fuck Melanie I’m going to cum”.

“Where do you want to come daddy?”.

I grab her nipple with my finger and trace it on her breasts.

“Please daddy, cum on my tits “, she takes the hint.

I slowly pull my cock out, rip the condom off and stroke my shaft as Melanie sticks her chest out for me. Within seconds my cum shot out, the first shot hitting the pillow behind her while the rest land all over her chest. Cum lay splayed on her nipples, her cleavage, even flowing over her tattoo like an erotic mosaic — one she hungrily dipped her finger into and tasted. I stare for an instant, remembering the time I pictured cumming on her tits when she showed them to me. This was better that I ever imagined.

I kiss her urgently, tasting myself on her now.

“I’ll help you clean up”, I say, wobbling towards the hanging towel by her door.

“What was that?”, I ask slowly recovering and helping wipe my cum off.

“Kegels”, was her one word reply. Once I was done, she didn’t even smile. Her demeanour changed instantly. Her bubbliness was replaced with a very cold shoulder.

Melanie immediately headed for a shower. I asked if she wanted me to join her, but she refused. “I think I’m done for tonight. Maybe, see you tomorrow or something?”, she offered consolingly.

“You alright? Did I do something wrong?”, I asked puzzled..

“No no, I get why Riley would never shut up about you now. I just don’t do the whole cuddle after fucking”.

“Ah, right. Gotcha. Well, see ya then”. She waves back as I sit mortified. I could take a hint. In fact, I appreciated her honesty. As I got dressed, I hear her shower start. I pick up my phone and read the one message I had pushing Melanie’s door open.

*Hey are you done?* From Riley.

I stared at it a good 5 seconds walking out into the hall, before sliding the phone back in my pocket.

*What the fuck* I think to myself, with no intention of replying.

As I shut the main door of their villa behind me, stepping onto the entrance a voice stops me.

“Hey, over here”, Riley waves, sitting on a lounge chair by the pool. “Didn’t you get my message?”, she queries. I didn’t have a choice, so I moved to sit by the edge as she scooted over. 

To be continued.

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