“No.” Melanie turned on the shower next to Dawn’s. “I think it’s time for me to enjoy life for once.”
“Good choice.” Dawn stripped out of her bikini bottom and stepped naked underneath the water. “I just can’t tell you how good that massage felt.”
“I think I have a frame of reference.”
“Who do you think has the best cock?”
“Carl,” said Melanie without hesitation.
“Really? I was thinking Julian.”
“They’re all nice.”
“Yes, they are. Not a dud in the bunch. It’s going to be hard to choose…not that I necessarily have to choose.”
“You’re not going to fuck all of them, are you?” Melanie stood under the warm water and let it cascade over her back.
“Of course not. But I certainly see no reason not to take advantage of the situation.” Dawn picked up a bar of soap from a small ledge and began to lather up her arms. “Does this make us sluts?”
“It makes you one, at least.”
“Oh well. Sacrifices are part of life.”
Melanie hesitated, and then slid off the shoulder straps and tugged her swimsuit down over her large breasts. Her nipples were still perky, and they tingled as the warm water hit them. She soaped them up even though the lotion hadn’t touched them.
As Dawn lathered her entire body, Melanie removed her swimsuit completely. She stood naked under the water, still very much relaxed from her massage. It felt right to be naked. Naked was good.
What if the men’s erections deflated like balloons when she walked back into the mattress room?
They wouldn’t. They’d seen her in a bathing suit and probably had a pretty good idea of what was underneath, and it hadn’t been a turnoff, at least as far as she could tell.
She and Dawn showered in silence. Dawn flashed a broad grin as she turned off the water and grabbed a fluffy white towel from a hook by the door. Melanie turned off her own water and the two of them dried themselves.
“I hope they haven’t started without us,” said Dawn. “Actually, I kind of hope that they have, but that’s probably a bit much to ask for.”
“A lot much to ask for.”
Dawn took two equally fluffy white bathrobes from their hooks and handed one to Melanie. They slipped them on. “Let’s go have some fun,” said Dawn, opening the door.
They stepped out into the mattress room, where the same eight very naked men they’d left behind were still there and still naked, though some of the erections were lost during their absence.
“Show of hands. Who missed us?” asked Dawn.
All eight of the men raised their hands.
“Good answer,” said Dawn, letting her bathrobe drop to the floor. Melanie had to wonder why she’d bothered to put it on in the first place.
The men stared at Dawn’s nude body, clearly liking what they saw. Except for Carl, who was looking directly at Melanie.
Melanie put her arms behind her and leaned back a bit to let the bathrobe slip off her body in a most sexy manner. It stayed put. She shook her arms. It didn’t move. So she quickly gave up on the sexy bathrobe removal and just pulled it off with her hands and let it fall to the floor.
There she was, standing completely naked in front of eight naked men.
And yet she was the one in the position of power.
Cool.
“All right,” Dawn announced. “There are eight of you and only two of us. This means that you’ll have to fight for our affection. There will be some difficult challenges ahead. But in the end, I’m sure you’ll all be man enough to handle it.”
“Ma’am, yes ma’am,” said Keith.
“Lady Melanie,” said Dawn, “do you have any suggestions as to how these fine gentlemen might prove their valor?”
Melanie thought quickly. “I do indeed.”
“And what might that be?”
“Arm-wrestling.”
* * * * *
They set up a small table in the center of the room, and began the arm-wrestling tournament. The room was filled with cheers and a strong competitive spirit as Stephen, Dennis, Ben, and Nate were eliminated in the first round. Melanie watched Julian and Keith struggle, their faces serious, their muscles tight. The match went on for several minutes, as beads of perspiration formed on each of their foreheads.
When Dawn bent over to pick up absolutely nothing, Julian lost his concentration. Keith slammed Julian’s arm against the table, then cheered and flexed his muscles.
Leo vs. Carl went on even longer, but finally Carl succumbed, much to Melanie’s dismay.
The final round was Keith against Leo. This one was surprisingly short, with Keith winning in about three seconds. He stood up and let out a dramatic victory cheer, while the other men whistled and applauded.
“Congratulations, Sir Keith!” said Dawn. “You are the victor! Approach me and claim your prize.”
Keith, grinning and flexing his muscles again, walked over to Dawn. She lightly ran her hands over his hairless chest and then got down on her knees. She held his penis in one hand and cupped his balls in the other, gently stroking his cock until it was nice and hard. This was not an unexpected turn of events, but Melanie still couldn’t believe what she was seeing.
Then Dawn took his cock into her mouth.
Aside from porno flicks, Melanie had never had a chance to be a voyeur. Yeah, she heard her neighbors going at it all the time, and had witnessed a few makeout sessions in college, but she’d never actually seen live sexual contact apart from her own. And she had to admit that it was pretty damn exciting.
Dawn sucked on Keith’s penis, mouth sliding back and forth, while Keith tilted his head back and sighed.
Melanie pulled her attention away from this sight and glanced around at the other men. They were all watching intently, clearly wishing they’d tried harder during the arm-wrestling match. Carl met her glance and winked at her.
Dawn sucked more vigorously. Melanie had assumed that the prize would be a few quick mouth strokes, but this was turning into an all-out blowjob.
After what had to be a full minute, Dawn finally pulled her mouth away. “On your back,” she whispered, breathlessly.
Keith complied, lying flat on his back. Dawn immediately pounced on him, crouching over his outstretched legs on her hands and knees as she sucked his cock. The guys had all returned to their full erections by this point, and Melanie was more than a little wet. She was also surprised at how comfortable she felt standing here naked, watching her best friend deliver a wildly enthusiastic blowjob.
After another full minute, Dawn stopped sucking. She ran her tongue down the underside of his shaft, swirled her tongue around his balls, and then pulled away. She lay down on her back. “Same teams,” she announced.
Dennis, Ben, Julian, and Stephen wasted no time gathering around her. Melanie watched for a moment, unsure whether or not to follow her lead.
Carl approached her. “You know, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want,” he said.
“I know.” Melanie got down on her knees, and then lay on her back. “I want you to kiss me,” she said. “All of you.”
Her own set of men, Carl, Leo, and Nate, gathered around her, followed soon by Keith, who had a wide grin and didn’t seem disappointed at all about leaving the source of his oral sex.
Nate and Keith began to kiss her feet.
Leo kissed her belly.
Carl tenderly kissed her shoulders.
This was even better than the massage. Rather than relaxing her, their kisses were energizing her, making Melanie feel more alive than at any time she could remember. And also hornier than she’d ever been.
Their kisses moved along her body. Up her legs, across her belly, and along her neck. Melanie sighed happily, thinking that Aunt Penelope’s harem was the greatest idea in the history of humankind.
Carl nibbled her ear.
Leo’s kisses moved up her chest.
Nate and Keith kissed a p
ath up her shins.
Melissa turned her head and opened her eyes to see what was happening to Dawn, but her view was blocked by another one of those very nice asses. However, there was some definite moaning and writhing happening over there.
She closed her eyes again and just let the men cover her with kisses. They had such soft, tender lips. She wondered if Aunt Penelope had required them to use moisturizer.
Leo’s kisses stopped at the underside of her breast. His hand slid over her belly, gentle but yet firm enough that it didn’t tickle.
Nate and Keith began to glide their own hands over her legs as they kissed her skin. Melanie parted her legs just a bit to make it easier.
She wondered if they were all looking at her pussy. It would be only fair, since she’d spent so much time recently observing their cocks.
She discovered that she really liked the idea that they might be looking at her.
Carl kissed her cheek. She sighed and turned her face toward him.
His lips brushed against her own.
Then they moved past her lips, kissing a path down her chin and throat. She wanted him back at her lips. She wanted a lingering kiss, with their tongues exploring, with her hands running through his hair…
But the kisses on her throat were nice, too. As long as he didn’t turn out to be a vampire.
Leo’s hand gently, almost imperceptibly, stroked the underside of her breast.
She took his hand and placed it directly on her breast, loving the feel of her hard nipple against his palm. He kissed her other breast, far from the nipple, lips moving in a long, slow circle around the outside.
Hands stroked her inner thigh.
She couldn’t believe she was letting them do this.
Leo’s spiral of kisses grew smaller and smaller, until his lips were on her areole.
Carl was kissing down to her cleavage.
She wanted his mouth on her breast.
Desperately.
Well, hell, was she in charge or not? “I want your mouth on my breast,” she whispered, changing her mind about using the word “tit” at the very last moment.
Carl kissed her free breast, while Leo took her nipple between his lips and let his tongue dance over the surface.
Melanie thought that she was going to come right then and there.
Nate and Keith were moving slowly up her legs. One of them licked her inner thigh.
Carl began to lick her nipple, tongue moving in a slow up-and-down motion. Having a tongue on each breast was a sensation she never thought she’d experience, and one she knew she’d never forget. It sent waves of pleasure rocketing through her entire body. Once more, her toes curled.
Nate and Keith were moving higher. Dangerously so. She put her hand over her vagina to keep things from getting out of control.
Well, they were already out of control in a big way, but to keep them from getting more out of control than she intended at any given moment.
They seemed to respect her hand, though their mouths and tongues kept moving.
Carl and Leo sucked her breasts with a gradually increasing intensity. With it her own moans grew louder and louder. She clawed at the mattress with her free hand and then clenched it into a fist, not sure she could handle it if she did let things go further than this.
She could feel her increasing wetness under the hand covering her crotch.
How would it feel to have four tongues going down on her at once? Probably kind of freaky. And it was sort of unlikely that they could all fit.
But one tongue would be nice.
No. At least, not yet.
“Oh, fuck, yes!” Dawn cried. “Oh, that’s so good. Don’t stop. Oh, that’s just…it’s so…oh, fuck!”
Melanie had to see what was going on. She opened her eyes and sat up, though Leo and Carl continued sucking on her breasts.
Dawn’s legs were spread wide. She was getting the same dual breast attention as Melanie, with Stephen sucking the right and Dennis tending to the left, but she also had her legs spread wide, with Julian’s face buried between them. Ben was kissing her belly, not so far from where Julian was licking.
“Keep doing what you’re doing,” Melanie instructed her half of the men. “I want to watch this.”
Chapter Ten
Melanie took inventory of what was happening.
She had two men sucking her tits, and another two roaming her legs with their tongues very close to her pussy. Meanwhile, she was watching her best friend also have her tits sucked by two men, strangers until today, while another one of them vigorously went down on her.
And yet Melanie was having trouble feeling shameful about the whole thing.
It was wicked and naughty and decadent…but in a good way.
She watched Dawn squirm as Julian licked her, her head twisting back and forth. “Oh, fuck…don’t stop…”
Melanie felt a wonderful sensation down below and realized with a start that she was stroking her clitoris with her index finger. Nate and Keith didn’t seem offended, so she didn’t stop.
Yep, here I am, masturbating in a room with eight naked guys while my best friend gets her pussy licked. My sexual dry spell would appear to be broken.
Melanie ran her other hand through Carl’s and then Leo’s hair as they continued sucking her breasts. She was glad Nate was working down below, since he didn’t have hair to run her hand through.
Her finger moved faster.
Dawn squealed and writhed, and then pulled away. She quickly rolled over onto her hands and knees, pushed her face against the floor, and lifted her ass into the air. Julian sprung right back into action, licking her from behind. This sort of left the other men without as much to work with, so Stephen caressed Dawn’s ass while Dennis and Ben watched the show.
Julian pleasured her with long strokes of his tongue, moving all the way up and all the way down.
The tip of Melanie’s finger was completely wet as she continued to work her clitoris. She began to use her middle finger as well. She was getting close.
So was Dawn. She raised her face from the mattress and began to buck back and forth as if she were getting fucked hard. Really hard.
Julian’s tongue probed her ass. No small feat considering Dawn’s vigorous movement.
“I need a cock in my mouth,” she announced.
Stephen was more than happy to oblige. He moved in front of her, presenting his erect penis, with blond pubic hair that was nearly invisible. She immediately took it into her mouth, sucking furiously as Julian licked her.
The sight was enough to make Melanie momentarily forget about the tongues on her breasts.
She wondered just how far Dawn was going to take this. From the looks of it, pretty damn far.
Melanie could live with that.
Dawn’s small breasts swayed as she rocked back and forth. Some saliva dripped from her mouth as she sucked on Stephen.
Melanie wanted to see Dawn fuck one of them.
She wanted to watch Julian’s hard cock slide into Dawn’s pussy, ramming it, thrusting frantically.
Carl gently bit down on Melanie’s nipple.
Her fingers sped up and she realized that she was about to come.
Dawn moved her mouth away from Stephen’s cock and looked back over her shoulder. “Fuck me,” she said, before taking Stephen into her mouth again.
Julian stopped licking her and raised himself to a kneeling position.
Melanie could feel her orgasm rushing toward her as her fingers flew.
Julian pressed the tip of his cock against Dawn’s pussy.
As he slowly pushed into her, Melanie cried out in her own orgasmic ecstasy. Her legs thrashed. Her muscles tightened. She squeezed her eyes shut and just let the waves of euphoria pour through her body, not even certain how loud she was actually screaming as she came.
When she finished and could catch her breath again, she opened her eyes and saw that Dawn was looking over at her. Julian remained motionless behind her, hands grasp
ing her waist, cock buried in her pussy, also looking at Melanie.
“Damn,” said Dawn. “That must have been a good one.”
“It was,” Melanie confirmed.
Julian resumed thrusting into Dawn, his large cock glistening. Dawn thrust back to meet each stroke, her ass slapping against his waist, and went back to sucking on Stephen. Stephen’s expression made it clear that he personally had no problems with this setup.
Carl and Leo were still at Melanie’s breasts. Her nipples were even more sensitive post-orgasm, and she sucked in a deep breath as their tongues continued moving, swirling faster and faster.
A tongue was moving up her inner leg, extremely close to her pussy. She reluctantly covered herself again.
Julian was thrusting with long, fast, even strokes. Dawn appeared to be having serious problems concentrating on the blowjob she was providing, and Stephen’s cock popped out of her mouth. She extended her tongue to lick it and missed.
Carl moved away from Melanie’s breast and kissed a path back up toward her neck. Leo continued sucking her breast, and moved his other hand to gently stroke the nipple Carl had abandoned.
Dawn tried again, her tongue brushing against Stephen’s cock, but Julian’s thrusting was simply too much for her and she gave up, burying her face against the mattress as she let out muffled squeals.
Carl kissed a path across Melanie’s neck.
Then up to her chin.
Melanie parted her lips.
As their lips met, she put both of her hands on the back of his neck, letting him know that she didn’t want him to move. Their kiss was tender and lingering.
It felt incredible.
Yeah, she had a guy licking her tit and two guys practically tonguing her pussy, but the kiss with Carl felt almost…romantic.
Don’t kid yourself. Nothing about this situation is romantic. It’s fun, yeah, but you’re deranged if you think that there are actual feelings involved here.
Their kiss grew in intensity. She slid her tongue over his lower lip.
Melanie felt the sparks.
You can feel all the sparks you want, but he’s getting paid to serve in your friggin’ harem. Why are you trying to screw up a perfectly good thing by attaching emotional involvement to it?
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