by Carew, Opal
“Now I’m going to shove my cock inside you and fuck you in front of Zeke.”
His words sent a thrill through her. Zeke watching them while Ty thrust into her, bringing her to orgasm.
His cockhead nudged her slick slit, then glided inside, filling her with his thick length. He went deep, stretching her all the way. She squeezed him as his hands stroked over her breasts. She arched forward, filling his hands.
“You are so God damned sexy,” he murmured in her ear.
He wrapped his hands around her waist and guided her body upward. The ridge of his cock stroked her inner walls, sending intensely erotic sensations dancing through her. He guided her downward again, and she gasped as his huge cock filled her again.
She moved up and down as waves of pleasure rose within her. Zeke watching her. Ty fucking her. She moaned as his cock thrust deep … then drew back. Then thrust deep again. Her body tightened, then exploded in blissful waves of intense pleasure. Ty groaned, filling her with liquid heat and she gasped, then wailed in ecstasy. Still Ty thrust into her, extending her pleasure on … and on.
Finally she collapsed against him. His arms curled around her waist and they sat together, catching their breath.
A few moments later, Ty nuzzled her neck.
“Zeke’s gone now,” he said as he drew the blindfold from her eyes.
As soon as the fabric pulled free, her gaze dodged to the armchair where Zeke had supposedly been sitting. No sign of him.
She had no idea if he’d really been there or not.
* * *
Zeke walked toward the phone and reached for the handset, wanting to call Marie and tell her he wanted to come over. He wanted to hear all about what had happened with her and Ty … to have her tell him every last, intimate detail.
He clenched his fist, resisting the urge to just pick up the phone and call her. The whole idea had been to give Ty a chance with her. If things had gone well, Ty would still be with her. Zeke didn’t want to mess things up by getting in the way.
No matter how much he wanted to see Marie.
He turned away from the phone and walked toward his computer. He’d distract himself by reading e-mails, then maybe hop on his Harley and go for a ride. Clear his head.
He turned on his monitor and opened the browser. His inbox popped into view. Of the ten unread messages, the one on the top caught his attention. It was from someone called yes.master.0. He would have thought it was a spam message trying to attract him to some porn site, but the subject was “Don’t tell Zeke.”
What the hell?
Twelve
Zeke opened the message and noticed Marie’s name at the bottom. Had she mistakenly e-mailed it to him instead of Ty? He began to read.
Master Ty,
Thank you for fucking me while I was tied up and gagged last night. Your huge cock driving into me made me come … and come … and come.
Zeke’s cock shot to attention. This did not sound at all like Marie. In fact, he was pretty sure Ty had written it—Marie glancing over his shoulder—with the express intention of sending it to Zeke. A way to include him in the experience.
He leaned back in his chair, settling in to enjoy the e-mail.
The four times you fucked me this morning were sensational, too. I’m still aching from your big cock driving into me. Even as I stand here, bent over the counter, my arms tied to the other side, ready for whenever you want to drive into me, I long for your cock inside me.
He grinned. They were really getting into it all right. Knowing Marie, she’d probably pointed out that she couldn’t very well be writing this e-mail if she was tied up, but Ty would have assured her that accuracy wasn’t the main point of this e-mail.
As instructed, I will meet you at the indoor swimming pool tomorrow morning at 6:00 A.M. It’s great that your friend in maintenance can arrange for us to have access to the pool two hours before it opens. Knowing no one can see us (unless they know that your friend will set a temporary combination on the door of 5, 6, 2, 9) means I’ll be delighted to skinny-dip with you. I’m looking forward to you stripping off my clothes and fucking me on the diving board … in the water … or anywhere else you please.
Looking forward to tomorrow.
Your servant,
Marie
Well, Zeke certainly knew where he was going to be at six o’clock tomorrow morning!
* * *
Marie woke up to the sound of her alarm. She glanced at the time with bleary eyes.
5:30. Oh man, why was it going off so early?
Then she remembered Ty’s suggestion. To go skinny-dipping in the pool this morning before it opened. No one would see them and … thanks to that e-mail they sent to Zeke … most likely he would be watching them from some invisible vantage point.
Heat quivered through her. She leapt from her bed and opened her drawer, then tugged out her sexiest, most revealing bathing suit … a blue and purple bikini. She raced to the bathroom and shed her pajamas, then showered and brushed her teeth. She combed her dark brown hair, then twisted it behind her head and captured it with a clip.
She pulled on the tiny bathing suit, then glanced critically in the mirror, adjusting the underwire cups to hold up her bosom in an enticing manner. She adjusted the high-cut bottoms, which made her legs look longer, and turned around to check out her butt in the mirror.
A thong would have been super sexy, but it didn’t really matter, since she doubted the bathing suit would stay on for long. She waltzed back into her bedroom and found the matching sarong, then wrapped it around her hips and tied it. As she passed by the linen closet, she grabbed a big fuchsia beach towel and glanced at the clock. 5:45. Ty would be over in five minutes. She tossed the towel on the couch, then sat and gazed out the window at the blue, cloudless sky as she waited for him to arrive.
A knock sounded at 5:50 on the button. She grabbed the towel and raced across the living room, then opened the door.
“Hey, sweetheart. All ready?”
She smiled. “You bet.”
As she stepped out of the apartment, he tugged her into his arms and treated her to a sound kiss, stroking her lips with his tongue. She melted into his arms, kissing him back with bold strokes of her tongue inside his hot, coffee-flavored mouth.
He took her hand in his. “Let’s go.” He led her down the hall toward the elevator at a quick pace, clearly as full of anticipation as she was.
A few moments later, they approached the dark brown door labeled CHANGING ROOM. Ty punched in the combination, then pulled open the door. Inside was a tiled area with change rooms on the right and a glassed-in area on the left. Beyond the glass, they could see the pool surrounded by lounge chairs. They walked toward the glass doors and pushed them open. The humidity and the distinct smell of chlorine hit them as soon as they stepped inside.
Marie tossed her towel onto one of the chairs by the edge of the pool, then untied her sarong and tossed it on top. She glanced around, wondering where Zeke was. Or if he was here at all.
“Don’t worry. I’m sure he’s watching,” Ty murmured.
Despite the warmth of the room, her nipples peaked at the thought. Zeke would be watching every move they made.
Ty pulled off his white T-shirt, revealing his rippling abs and broad shoulders. He tossed it on a chair, then turned and walked toward the concrete steps leading into the pool. Her gaze lingered on the colorful phoenix tattoo across his back as he walked down the concrete steps into the crystal water. Very sexy.
Continuing to watch him, Marie settled on the side of the pool, dangling her legs into the water. It was cooler than the air, sending goose bumps racing along her skin.
Ty smiled as he walked toward her. He stopped in front of her and stroked his hands up her thighs, sending heat along her nerve endings.
“Are you ready to get … wet?”
His fingers stroked along the edge of her bikini bottom, near the crotch.
Oh God, she was already getting wet.
> He dropped back in the water and swam backward.
“Go stand on the diving board,” he said, with that note of authority.
She stood up and walked along the side of the pool toward the deep end, extremely conscious of Ty watching her behind shift from side to side as she walked.
And what angle was Zeke watching her from?
She stepped up to the diving board and stood on it, facing Ty in the pool. He treaded water, watching her.
“Remove your top,” he said.
She shivered and glanced around, suddenly wondering if anyone might actually walk in on them. But Ty had assured her his friend could be trusted.
“Yes, Master.” She reached behind her and unclasped her top. The elastic around her chest loosened.
Slowly, she peeled the fabric from her breasts and tossed it aside. Her nipples hardened and thrust forward. He stared at her bare breasts with frank male appreciation.
“Now, touch those beautiful breasts of yours.”
She cupped her hands under her breasts and lifted them, then stroked over her hard buds, dragging her fingertips back and forth. Quivering pleasure rippled through her.
“Lovely. Now slide one hand inside your bottoms.”
She slid her right hand down her body to the edge of the fabric, then slipped underneath the small V of her bottoms. The small patch of pubic curls tickled her fingers as she continued downward. She stroked over the folds of flesh, then over her slit.
“Push your fingers inside and tell me what you feel.”
She slid two fingers inside and found slick, wet flesh.
“It’s hot. And very wet.” And touching herself like this felt very good.
“Take off your bottoms.”
“Yes, Master.”
She slid them off, then tossed them aside. Ty’s hot gaze seared her flesh. And she could imagine she felt Zeke watching her. Maybe his cock was hard and ready just from seeing her standing here stroking herself. Maybe he wanted to race over here and drive his hard cock into her.
“Sit down, straddling the diving board.”
She lowered her body and draped her legs on either side of the board.
“Now show me your pretty pussy.”
She stroked her fingers along the soft folds on either side of her vulva and drew the flesh apart, revealing her slick opening. Watching Ty’s gaze on her … knowing Zeke was hidden somewhere nearby, she stroked her wet slit.
Ty swam beneath the diving board and nibbled the bottom of her foot, then took her big toe in his mouth. He sucked as he stroked her calf. When he released her, he nipped her toes, then swam to the side and pushed himself out of the water with his powerful arms. He stripped off his swimming trunks and, as he stood up, she could see his huge cock standing straight up. And his balls and groin were clean-shaven.
He sat on the side of the diving board and she stared at his impressive erection.
“Come and suck my cock.”
She smiled. “Yes, Master.”
She climbed down from the board and crouched in front of him. She grasped his thick cock in her hand and stroked a few times, loving the feel of his hard shaft in her hand. She leaned down and lapped at the end with her tongue, then took his cockhead into her mouth. He stroked her shoulders and along her upper back as she licked and squeezed him.
She opened her throat and dove down, taking him as deep as she could. He was so big she couldn’t go very far.
She released his cock from her mouth, then encircled it with both hands, stroking up and down.
“You are so big, Master. I don’t think I can take you inside of me again. You’re too much for me.”
“You can and you will … But first, I want you to do more of this.” He guided her head to his groin and gently fed her his cock.
He stroked his fingers through her hair as she licked, then took him to her limit again. She began to bob up and down, sucking, but he stilled her head.
“I think it’s time to cool off a little.” He slipped from her mouth and offered his hand. “Come swim with me.”
She took his hand and followed him to the shallow end of the pool, then down the concrete steps. As they walked deeper into the water, the cool liquid climbed her body. She shivered as it lapped across the undersides of her breasts, then over her nipples. They tightened into hard buds.
He turned and pulled her into his arms. Trembling pleasure jolted through her as his lips nuzzled the side of her neck at the shoulder. He stroked a hand over her breast, and the already hard nipple burned with need for him. Her senses reeled.
He released her and swam backward. She followed him, swimming into deeper water. She couldn’t believe how sexy it felt having the water sluice over her bare breasts, especially with Ty’s hot gaze following her the whole time.
She watched as his penis bobbed around in the water. Miraculously, even in the cool water, it remained erect. He swam to the side of the pool and stood on the narrow ledge under the water, then beckoned for her to join him. He drew her into his arms and kissed her. The feel of his hard flesh against hers sent tingles through her. He pressed her back against the side of the pool.
“You are so sexy with your breasts floating in the water.”
She glanced down at the tops of her white mounds visible above the surface of the water.
“You’re pretty sexy yourself.” She wrapped her hand around his wet member.
His hand slid between her legs and stroked her slippery slit. He wrapped an arm around her waist and lifted her a little, then sucked her nipple into his mouth. She sighed. His fingers slipped inside her, his thumb stroking over her clit. He moved his fingers in and out of her. Spiraling need coiled through her.
He leaned his face toward her ear. “What do you think of the idea of flushing Zeke out of his hiding place?” he whispered.
Zeke. She’d almost forgotten about him. But yes, she’d be thrilled to have him come out and join them. She nodded.
“Okay, pretend you hear someone come in and say so loud enough so he can hear you. Then scoot into the ladies’ changing room.”
She nodded against his neck, then drew her head back suddenly. “What was that?”
“What?” Ty asked innocently.
“I think I heard someone.”
He helped her out of the pool and she raced to her towel, then wrapped it around herself. Ty followed on her heels and they both dodged through the change room door.
“So this is what a ladies’ changing room looks like inside.” Ty glanced around.
It was so odd to see Ty, a tall, broad, incredibly masculine hunk—totally naked—standing in the middle of no-man’s land.
“Now what?” she asked.
He nodded his head toward the curtained shower stalls. “Let’s go in there.”
She followed him behind the curtain and he drew her close, tugging at her towel at the same time. It pulled free and her bare breasts fell against his hard, muscular chest. Her cold nipples seemed to cling to his warmth. He smiled broadly. Swirling tendrils of need spiraled through her, originating from her tingling breasts.
He turned on the water and she yipped then giggled as a cold stream flooded over them. She flattened herself against the back wall, flinching at the cold tiles against her back, waiting for the water to heat up.
Ty took her hands and held them against the wall on either side of her head, their fingers interlaced, as his lips found hers in a hungry kiss. The water warmed as he shifted his body closer to hers. She was so aroused, she could barely catch her breath. His erection pushed against her and she desperately wanted him inside her.
He continued to hold her hands firm and she pushed against his grasp, trapping her.
“You’re a dirty girl, fucking Zeke and then fucking me. I need to wash you off before I fuck you again.”
He pushed her wrists together above her head and held them with one hand, then smacked her ass with the other, which made her flesh tingle in the most erotic way imaginable.
He shifted his knees between hers and eased them apart, opening her to him. Using the thumb of his free hand, he pumped shower gel onto his palm from the dispenser on the wall, then he stroked over her folds with his slippery hand, rubbing until the gel foamed up. Then he pressed forward, his hard swollen cock gliding over her intimate flesh. His hips undulated forward, pressing the length of his cock against her soapy folds, stimulating her. She pivoted her hips upward to gain more contact with that lovely, hard cock.
Her head drooped back against the wall as he positioned his cock against her opening. He pushed the head in slightly, then drew back. Her insides quivered. He glided forward again, barely entering her.
A soft moan escaped her lips. “Please, Master, I need you in me.”
He slapped her ass again. “Haven’t you had enough cock today, you dirty girl?”
He pulled her sideways, still against the tiled wall, but farther into the spray of water, then pinned her wrists against the tiled wall with both his hands again. The warm water rushed over their bodies as he continued to pulse forward and back, his cockhead nudging into her opening, but never fully penetrating her. Her body trembled with need.
Then he pressed forward with purpose and his cock began to slide into her slowly.
“Oh, yes.” She groaned.
Deeper.
Her breath quickened as pleasure built in her like steam in a pressure cooker.
His cock filled her more and more, until he pressed her tight against the wall, his cock fully immersed in her. She pushed against the pressure of his hands and moaned.
“Marie? Are you in there?”
Zeke’s voice cut through her sensual daze.
“Answer him,” Ty whispered against her ear.
“Yes, Master Zeke.”
Ty nodded with a big smile.
The curtains flew open and Zeke peered into the stall. Ty drew back and thrust into her. She moaned again at his hard cock driving deep.
