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Subject: {ASSM} NEW Patrick Donovan: "Melissa's Passion" (MMF, friends, fun, oral, anal)
Date: Mon, 19 Mar 2001 00:10:02 -0500
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THE PATRICK DONOVAN EROTIC STORY COLLECTION

"Melissa's Passion"
by Patrick Donovan
(C) 1999 - Black Angora Press


                                 for V.


Horizons was full of surprises that year. I met several of my on-line 
friends for the first time during the course of the weekend event, but the 
most exciting aspect of those three days involved two particular members of 
the Net SF community.

Their names were Melissa and Ian. I had gotten to know Melissa originally in 
the sci-fi chat rooms, but I quickly discovered that she had a taste for 
erotica and soon she was turned on to my writing, so our conversations moved 
over to private chats. Needless to say, we burned up data lines between the 
two coasts several times a week. Ian, on the other hand, was someone I knew 
occasionally from the chats, but had never come to know well. He was from 
the UK and occasionally joined us for private chats when the times matched 
up, but those sessions never turned erotic.

When Melissa told me she was going to the big Horizons con in Chicago, I 
couldn't wait to order my tickets. We agreed we should each get our own 
rooms, for the sake of appearance, but that she would let me crash in hers 
when "needed". We both knew what "crash" really meant, but the sci-fi fan 
world is probably the biggest gossip forum on entire the planet, so we had 
to be careful. What neither of us knew at the time, though, was that Ian was 
going to show up at the last minute, and that changed *everything*...


* * * * *


The pool was a pleasant venue for us to get to know each other. Chatting and 
laughing, playing games in the water. Just a bit of social, public fun. But 
as the other hotel and convention guests departed, we found ourselves alone. 
Ian and Melissa began cuddling on the steps other side while I watched them. 
It was 2:30 in the morning. Perfect time for what was about to happen...

The two of them a passionate kissing marathon. Her hand grasping the back of 
his head as their mouths opened wide and their tongues clashed. His arms 
wrapped around Melissa's shoulder blades, pulling her close to him. She 
reached one arm around his waist, below the water line, and pulled him on 
top of her. Soon she was pinned to the concrete stairs, the water lapping up 
around them, Ian between her legs, his mouth never breaking from hers. Her 
arms tightened around him, pulling him firmly down against her ample 
breasts. Melissa could feel the firmness of his manhood through his trunks, 
swollen against the soft bulge in her own bathing suit. It was incredibly 
erotic watching them move together with such desire. I continued to float 
gently in the shallow end as I observed them, growing more aroused with 
every minute.

Before long, their kissing and gentle movements rose to an intense orgy of 
writhing and thrusting. Melissa's hands clasped tightly over Ian's ass as he 
playfully bit into her throat. Her head was thrown back and she gasped and 
growled deeply. His erection must have been rubbing her roughly down there, 
because she was thrusting back hard in response. Seeming as if she could 
wait no longer, Melissa tugged on the elastic of Ian's trunks and, during 
one of her passionate thrusts, pulled them aggressively down over his 
buttocks. Then she used her feet to remove them completely, casting them off 
to float in the water. After a moment's shock, Ian continued ravaging 
Lissa's throat, but his hands moved to her shoulders, where they grabbed the 
straps of her suit and pulled them down, tugging the material clear past her 
breasts. I found myself moving a little closer to the action as Ian admired 
her chest. Her breasts were large, but very beautiful. They shifted 
erotically in the water, her nipples tight from the sudden exposure to the 
coolness around them ... or maybe it was Ian. Either way, she was definitely 
aroused and I knew I needed to be a part of this.

Melissa lifted her right breast to Ian's mouth. He took the nipple eagerly 
between his lips, clutching her breast with his left hand like a baby 
bottle. Meanwhile, I slipped next to her on the stairs and put my over her 
tummy, holding onto her hip, my knee gently pressing against her left bosom. 
She turned her head and raised her chin. I cupped her cheek, lowered my lips 
and kissed her softly, making it last for many long seconds, but Lissa's 
tongue pushed through impatiently, burying itself into my mouth. It seared 
the inside of my cheek, my gums and my teeth before it attacked my own 
tongue with passionate fury. I felt weak and could barely hold on to her. I 
had to clutch her hip tighter in order to steady myself. She was burning 
into my soul.

As Ian continued feasting on her, I let my hand slip from Melissa's face and 
drop to her chest. It slid its way down to her other breast, feeling the 
soft globe, kneading it gently, taking the nipple between its thumb and 
forefinger and rubbing it, tugging it, making Lissa squirm with delight. 
Ian, meanwhile, was suckling like a hungry baby, taking her nipple, her 
areola -- as much of her bosom as he could -- into his mouth. Melissa 
writhed and threw her head back, breaking our kiss. I let my own oral 
attentions wander down to her breasts, feeling the roughness of her nipple 
against my lips before I took it between them. It was as wonderful to taste 
her as it was to hear her moans of delight. After so much time sharing 
virtual affections and creating vivid fantasies about each other, to finally 
have Melissa's body in my hands was absolutely incredible! And, to make it 
extra special, there were *two* of us tending to her ample chest -- 
fondling, squeezing, kissing, suckling, biting -- with Lissa contorting 
underneath us. It was going to be an incredible night.

I snaked a hand downward, running into Ian's fingers just above her pussy. 
Together our hands slid downward over the soft bulge in Melissa's bathing 
suit, cupping and massaging her covered sex. Feeling the heat of her sex 
through her clothing, Ian and I began to knead our fingers, clutching and 
squeezing her mound. We continued sucking and teasing her nipples as Lissa 
reached down with both hands and clutched the stairs to maintain her 
balance. She rocked her hips, pressing upward against our hands. It was 
obvious that she was loving the feel of our hands grabbing at her hot 
center.

Then both of us had the right idea: at nearly the same time, Ian and I 
pulled away from Melissa's chest and moved our attentions downward, watching 
her breasts floating, lightly swaying in the water as we departed. Together, 
sliding our fingers under her rolled-down suit, we pulled it smoothly down 
over her ass, reveling her dark-haired sex. Then we slipped it off her legs 
and tossed it out into the water to float alongside Ian's trunks. We sat 
back for a moment, admiring the thick black triangle between her legs, 
sometimes blurred as the water covered it, sometimes sharp, damp and 
glistening when the water receded. Melissa's slit, visible as her legs moved 
apart while trying to hold herself still in the water, was partially open, 
revealing a deep pinkness within, which taunted us, beckoning us to enter. 
Ian and I took up positions on either side of her legs. I reached out with 
my left hand and rested the palm at the top of her mound, dropping my thumb 
down into the cleft of her labia. I began to gently massage near her 
clitoris while Ian's fingers invaded her slit, pushing two of them up into 
her vagina. Together we pleasured her, rubbing and pumping our hands all 
over her pussy, listening to Melissa stifling gasps of extreme pleasure. Her 
hips shuddered as they started thrusting against our touch. She rocked her 
ass, rolling her back in waves, trying to bring on an orgasm. Ian could feel 
her insides trembling as he worked his digits around inside her birth canal. 
I rubbed furiously against the bud of her clit, making it harder and causing 
Lissa to cry out. She was getting close.

Then Ian pulled his fingers out and nudged her legs apart. She spread them 
eagerly as he slipped between them and lowered his head towards her pussy. I 
took advantage for the momentary freedom and slid my hand all the way down 
over her mound, feeling the dampness of her juices covering my fingers, and 
plunged a couple of my own into her. She was slick and hot inside and it 
felt so wonderful to touch her there, but then Ian's face came into view and 
I withdrew. He brushed his lips and chin against her sex. He began to work 
around with his tongue, swirling around her clitoris, stroking the edges of 
her labia, then pushing his tongue forward into her slit. I watched this 
erotic scene, absently stroking Melissa's tummy, occasionally dropping down 
into her pubic hair, and taking in the heady scent of sex mixed with 
chlorine while listening to the soft moans coming from Lissa's mouth. She 
worked her hips, rubbing her pussy against Ian's face, just as he was 
working his tongue into her body. I wondered how long either of them could 
hold out...

Eventually Ian pulled his mouth away from Melissa, his face covered with her 
juices, and offered me an opportunity a taste of our lover's bounty. I 
anxiously replaced him between her legs and, taking her sumptuous buttocks 
into my hands, lifted her above the water and lowered my head to feast on 
her enticing sex. My mouth was greeted by the salty, tangy flavor of her 
passion, yet it seemed as sweet as nectar in my mind. I plunged my tongue 
deep into her, thinking of all the times we had talked on-line and on the 
phone about making love, and I gave everything I could to pleasure her. I 
was enjoying the taste and aroma of Lissa's beautiful body, experiencing her 
hot, wet passion in a very special way.

I kneaded her smooth, round bottom, squeezing the powerful muscles of her 
ass and stroking the crevice with my fingers. Back and forth I worked them, 
spreading her cheeks wider as they worked toward her anus. As my tongue drew 
wide circles between her labia, my thumbs began to pull her puckered 
aperture open, using the moisture running down from her pussy to smooth the 
way for my thumb to enter her. I heard Melissa gasp as it disappeared into 
her body, sliding up to the root. I could feel her muscular ring gripping it 
tightly, amid the slick, wet smoothness of her hot rectum. I began moving my 
thumb back and forth and recruited the palm of my other hand to rub the top 
of her mound while I continued to devour her open slit.

I was so caught up in performing for Melissa, that I hadn't seen what she 
had done to Ian. She had coaxed the poor boy to kneel on the steps and 
straddle her face. The combination of cool water and desire for Melissa had 
done a great job of stiffening Ian's manhood. I had a perfect view of it now 
and I was stunned by its size. It was long and wide and curved slightly 
towards the tip, pointing straight down towards Lissa's waiting lips. His 
scrotum was contracted tightly, revealing the exact size and shape of his 
testicles, which seemed to be the size of walnuts. Ian's sex was a fine 
specimen of manly power and beauty, and he was preparing to put it to 
excellent use as he braced himself on the rails and lowered the shuddering 
prong towards Melissa's hungry mouth. She took the head between her lips, 
causing Ian to let out a hiss of pleasure, and reached up with her hand to 
encircle the base of his member with her thumb and forefinger. Bit after bit 
of his penis disappeared into Melissa's mouth, while her hand gently stroked 
the bottom few inches. Then her head started to move up and down slightly, 
sliding smoothly over his member. Ian's ass tightened and kicked into 
motion, lightly thrusting himself into her steaming mouth, pushing his 
hardness deeper into her throat. By now his groaning had grown beyond a 
whisper and was almost hoarse with pleasure.

Meanwhile I tried to keep up with stimulating Melissa's pussy, still licking 
and stroking her most intimate places. I replaced my thumb inside her bottom 
with my index finger, giving me more depth and more control over the 
movement of the tip as it explored every inch of her rectum. My lips and 
tongue smeared themselves all over her slit, in and out of her body, 
spreading the thick moisture of her sex everywhere. I tasted every corner of 
her mound, sucking on her labia, drawing circles inside her vagina, flicking 
her clitoris with the very tip of my tongue -- I even darted it down over 
her anus a few times, much to Lissa's delight. It was after I plunged three 
fingers into her, working them around while licking her clitoris, that she 
began to quiver inside. An orgasm was building within her loins, and I had 
no doubt that it would be a powerful one.

While Ian thrust more rapidly and with deeper strokes into Melissa's throat, 
she was beating his erection rapidly near the base, sucking the tip and 
massaging his testicles with her other hand. His incredible size didn't seem 
to intimidate her at all -- it just excited her all the more. I knew that, 
when he came, there would be a big surge behind his orgasm, having to shoot 
down the great length of his member like that would be like a bullet firing 
down a rifle barrel: it would be a massive explosion.

I didn't have long to wait for either of them to cum.

Melissa's stroking increased. She added her thumb to the underside of Ian's 
manhood, pressing in on the bulge of his urethra, and pumped faster. His 
hips began trusting harder, as did hers. I could feel her legs closing up 
around my ears as she crushed my head between them. Her pussy clamped down 
on my hand as I brought her to orgasm. The sphincter of her anus gently 
pulsed around my finger while the rest of her insides tightened and twisted 
in release. Even buried, near deaf inside her loins, I could hear her 
moaning through the mouthful of penis. Melissa's hand clutched Ian's cock 
tightly and moved even faster, beating it furiously while trying to keep the 
tip in her mouth. Finally, she pulled her mouth back and flicked her tongue 
rapidly over and under the tip of his erection, at the same time stretching 
out a long finger from his balls to probe his anus. That sent him all the 
way over and Ian began to buck, his hips pounding downward, and cry out.

"Uhn, uhn! Lissa, I'm ... cumming!" he grunted.

She could feel his anus pulse and his manhood throb as she jerked her thumb 
and forefinger in short, rapid strokes against the base of his organ. 
Moments later Melissa's face was showered with long, white ropes of cum that 
sprayed from of the tip of his flailing penis. It coated her lips, her 
tongue, her cheeks, her chin ... some of it even landed in thick globs in 
her wet, raven hair. Then she took him back into her mouth and I watched the 
underside of his member twitch as the semen continued its squirting inside 
her mouth. She swallowed it greedily, her throat undulating with every gulp.

Just before she was painted with Ian's spewing seed, I was working multiple 
fingers into Melissa's body. I had been watching his muscular buttocks 
shuddering as he thrust himself into our lover's mouth and Lissa's fingers 
massaging his impressive genitals. I was s aroused that I began pounding my 
hands against her mound and ass. She was so tight and hot and wet inside 
both openings, and her hips were jerking so wildly, that I knew she would be 
coming any second. It was the moment of his ejaculation that triggered her 
orgasm. She lifted her ass into the air several times, pumping against my 
hands. Her anus and vagina both convulsed, clenching and relaxing rapidly 
around my invading fingers. Juices flowed from her throbbing pussy, coating 
everything around her loins, including my hands. I kept my fingers inside 
her the entire time, allowing myself the pleasure of feeling her orgasm in 
my own way.

Soon Ian's manhood started to diminish in size, allowing it to fit all the 
way into her mouth. She used both hands now to gently knead his balls and 
milk the last of his seed from within. Seconds later he was completely 
drained of cum and of strength, and could barely hold himself above her. He 
leaned forward, catching the top stair as he pulled away from her, panting 
heavily, his limp member slipping from her mouth and dangling above her 
face. Lissa gently caressed his hips and thighs, occasionally kissing and 
nuzzling his genitals, until he was able to move again. Stiffly, Ian crept 
down the concrete steps until he was beside her. Then, reaching around her 
body, he pulled himself close to her, his chest against her breast, and lay 
his head on her shoulder. For a moment or two they were still, then Melissa, 
brushing the spent semen from her mouth, leaned into Ian and kissed him 
warmly. His hands caressed her arms, her shoulders, her breasts -- reveling 
in the beauty of her body and the warmth of her kiss -- as Lissa lay back 
into the water, taking Ian with her, his head finally resting between her 
breasts. It was a beautiful, romantic sight.

I lay my head against Melissa's tummy, just above her womb, and gently 
brushed the outside of her sex, twirling my fingertips playfully in her 
pubic hair. Then a reached around and caressed her hip and thigh, stroking 
the side of her right buttock. I felt her hand rest on the top of my head, 
running her fingers through my hair and drawing a line along the shell of my 
ear. The room was very quiet now, with just the occasional ripple of water 
or start-up of a heating system somewhere breaking the silence. It was quite 
peaceful.

A few minutes later I felt her tapping lightly on my temple, followed by her 
sultry voice.

"Hey, it's your turn."

My heart leapt. Her legs parted as I moved back into the water to remove my 
swim shorts. Nervously I pulled them down, trying not to be self-conscious 
about my genitals. I was nowhere near being as well-endowed as Ian, though I 
knew I had usable, if not somewhat impressive equipment. Funny that I should 
be more concerned about Ian's reaction than Melissa's. Perhaps it was just 
the leftover dominance and submission impulses humans had as primitive men. 
Or maybe it was a kind of jealousy or even vanity on my part. In any case, 
Melissa's eyes lit up at the sight of my erect member and she encouraged me 
forward by using her fingers to pull her slit wide open, revealing the deep 
pink tunnel that led straight to her womb. With only a moment's hesitation, 
I knelt between her legs and positioned myself over her, brushing the head 
of my penis briefly over her rough forest, then down into the cleft of her 
sex. I felt the familiar tingle of initial contact as my hardness slid in 
between her labia. Melissa adjusted her pelvis a little, allowing me to 
penetrate further. I started to rock my hips, which helped me spread her 
lubricant around. Then I moved my hands down over her hips and grasped her 
buttocks, pulling her up, and sank myself into her pussy, all the way up 
until my balls were pressed firmly against her ass.

"Uhhn!" we both gasped, as she took me inside.

What I had been dreaming of for many long months was finally coming true -- 
we were making love. Unable to think clearly for the moment, I just began 
moving, pumping into Melissa with a steady rhythm, concentrating on the 
searing heat of her deep, wet sex. I clutched onto her bottom, using the 
strength of my passion to hold her in the air while we ground together. Her 
loins were swaying just above the waterline and her breasts bobbed and 
rolled with each of my thrusts. I noticed Ian's hands creep over Lissa's 
chest, grasping and massaging her bosoms with excitement, adding to the 
pleasure she was receiving from our lovemaking. The look on his face was all 
I needed to know he was enjoying this as much as we were.

I was just letting myself settle into the pace of intercourse when, after 
Ian looked up for a second, he nudged us frantically. We were so startled by 
this that Melissa and I pulled apart, sitting upright on the stairs. Through 
the frosted glass at the far end we could see silhouettes moving. Quickly we 
grabbed our floating swimwear and crawled up the stairs. The lights in the 
pool area had been dimmed by one of the guests earlier in the evening, so 
there were lots of shadows to hide among, but it was difficult to fully mask 
three gleaming wet, nude bodies. Finally we dove into the sauna just as the 
door opened on the other side of the room. If it wasn't for the 
heart-pounding anxiety we felt at the risk of being caught, the scene would 
have been pretty sexy. Here we were, two naked men and a naked woman in a 
dark, secluded space, pressed closely together, trying to get a look out the 
cracked doorway. Melissa's breasts were pressed roughly against Ian's back 
and my half-erect penis was wedged pleasantly into the crevice of her 
buttocks. But we were too nervous to think about it that way as we watched 
the two security guards do a quick sweep of the area.

"What d'ya think about all these geeks, Rick?" one of the asked his partner.

"Some of 'em are pretty weird, Andy. But I have to admit, I always have fun 
whenever they're around."

"Why's that?"

"You see the way some of those girls dress? They don't leave much to the 
imagination."

Andy grinned. "Yeah, you're telling me!"

They stopped at the door on the other side of the pool, where Rick turned to 
Andy. "Oh, and then there was last year. I found two dykes in the 
all-together goin' at it like cats in the sauna. It took 'em five whole 
minutes before they realized I was standing there watching!"

Andy playfully punched his friend in the upper arm. "You lucky bastard!"

The door closed and they were gone. We let out a collective sigh of relief. 
But instead of congratulating ourselves on not getting caught, we nearly 
burst out laughing, amused at our luck.

"It's a good thing they didn't try to look in the sauna *this* year," said 
Ian.

Not wanting to get ourselves kicked out of the hotel, we started to put our 
suits back on. It was a bit of a disappointment to watch Melissa pull her 
one-piece up to cover the luscious triangle of her pussy, which only minutes 
before I had been deeply joined, and then to watch her hide her gorgeous 
breasts beneath the tight-fitting fabric -- it seemed almost a crime. But 
finally we were dressed and, after listening quietly once more, slipped 
quietly from the sauna and over to the far door...


* * * * *


We hardly had a moment's rest once we got back to Melissa's room. She put us 
to work right away, having us help her out of the wet suit which tightly 
hugged her body. Ian and I performed our task with pleasure, slowly pulling 
down the straps and peeling the clingy material away from her smooth, cool 
skin. Together we pulled the front from her impressive bosoms, taking a 
moment to massage each breast until it was warm and supple, the nipples hard 
and swollen. Then we knelt beside her like attending servants and drew the 
fabric down over her hips, slowly exposing the matted black tufts of her 
pubic hair and the beautiful smooth globes of her behind. We let our hands 
move lovingly over her lower erogenous areas, caressing her for several long 
seconds before continuing to undress her. Finally the suit dropped to the 
floor and she stepped quickly out of it. We stood up and moved in front of 
Melissa, roving our eyes admiringly over her nude form. She was even more 
gorgeous in full light -- a tall, buxom woman with a sweet round face, a 
full-figured chest, broad hips and shoulders, luscious red lips, a 
sensuously round ass and a dense mound of silky black hairs covering her 
sexual center. She was absolutely beautiful.

Stepping toward us, Melissa reached out and slipped her arms around our 
backs, pulling herself close to us. We felt her breasts press into us. I put 
my right arm around her back and dropped my left hand down to gently cover 
her mound. She raised her mouth to mine and gave me a full, wet kiss. Ian 
put his arms around her shoulders and began kissing her throat, then up her 
neck to her chin and on to her cheek. I moved my kisses downward and Lissa 
switched to giving Ian the full pleasure of her mouth. Back and forth we 
went, exchanging kisses with her and tantalizing her body with our 
affections. It must have been like watching a tennis match, the way 
Melissa's lips alternated between Ian's and mine. After a while, we each 
settled on a favorite breast and poured on the attention. We were licking 
and tugging on the various parts of her succulent fruits. The whole time my 
fingers were massaging her pussy, rubbing her clitoris frantically while we 
feasted on her mounds. Occasionally, Ian's fingers would join mine in 
sliding between her wet lips and penetrating her body. Soon Lissa was 
shaking in our arms, her ass bucking as she came into our hands. She gasped 
and whimpered for the duration of her orgasm, then relaxed for a moment 
before plopping herself on the end of the bed and collapsing onto her back.

"Oh, Jesus ... you guys are awesome." She whispered weakly.

I smiled at her and knelt onto the mattress, but Ian headed for the 
bathroom, saying something about not having had a chance to pee for a while. 
Before the door closed, Melissa and I were kissing. She held my cheek in her 
hand and looked into my eyes.

"I'm sorry about what happened in the pool," she confessed. "It was 
beginning to feel wonderful."

I took her hand and kissed it. "It's all right, Melissa, we have plenty of 
time to make love."

We exchanged another moist kiss.

"Do you want to do it now?" she asked.

I shook my head. "We don't have to rush. I like pleasuring you, it's fun."

A broad smile cracked her face.

"Then I have an idea. Here, lie down with your head at the foot of the bed."

I did as instructed while Lissa moved out of the way and onto her knees. 
Before I was even settled she had started removing my swimsuit and, without 
even a cursory glance at my sex, pulled them the rest of the way off cast 
them across the room. I shifted my hips nervously as her gaze settled on her 
primary target: my fully erect phallus. She gripped the base and let out a 
slight "mmmmm" before plunging her moist lips over the head, taking the 
whole thing into her mouth.

"Eeyah!" I cried, gasping for air as the burning warmth engulfed me 
completely. I had watched her perform this on Ian and thinking back to that 
alone made me feel like exploding myself.

I lifted myself up on my hands and watched Melissa's head bobbing rapidly 
between my legs. I parted them slightly to let her have access to my 
testicles, which she grasped eagerly with her other hand, letting her 
fingers dance gently over them. I let out soft moans and lightly pumped my 
hips.

"You ... are so ... good at this. Too damn ... good," I grunted and fell 
back onto the bed, digging my fingers into her hair.

But as soon as I was getting into it, she stopped sucking me and slipped off 
the bed. She saw my frown and smiled back.

"Be patient," she admonished and came to the foot of the mattress.

Kneeling on the bed, Melissa crawled over me, brushing her breasts past my 
face, down my chest, and resting them against my tummy. She positioned 
herself in the classic 69, lowering her mouth onto my engorged cock, her 
pussy right over my face, its slit glistening wet. I went for it hungrily, 
clasping my hands onto her buttocks and pulling her loins down so I could 
feast on it once again. The burning heat of her mound touched my lips and my 
tongue slid out, licking her eagerly, working itself into the folds of her 
sex, prying them open to taste her tangy juices. As I devoured her, my hands 
caressed and squeezed her behind, ran up her back, circled underneath to 
clutch her breasts, then came back to her plump ass and started the cycle 
over again. Slowly Lissa's hips began to rock, sliding herself around on my 
face. While doing this, she pleasured my hardness more aggressively, gliding 
her mouth up and down over me faster, and gently kneaded my balls with her 
fingertips. Then *my* hips started to pump, thrusting my penis into her 
throat, and added my hands to the task of pleasuring her -- a thumb on her 
erect clitoris and another rubbing into her anus -- making her moan around 
my manhood. We were about to pick up the pace when everything changed...

Something warm brushed through my hair and I lay my head back to discover 
that it was the thick, leathery bag of Ian's scrotum. He was standing at the 
foot of the bed, his hands holding onto Melissa's hips while the underside 
of his penis rubbed along the crevice between her buttocks. He pulled back 
slowly and soon I was confronted with the sight of his fully erect manhood 
as it slipped off her cheek and bounced rigidly in the air above my face. 
His hand then wrapped tightly around the base and he used it to point his 
massive member towards Lissa's damp pussy. The swollen head moved closer to 
her luscious folds and I quickly slid my thumbs down to either side of her 
labia, pulling them apart for him.

"What's going on -- ?" asked Melissa, slipping her mouth from my member, but 
he replied without words. Ian had pushed the glans of his penis into her sex 
at that moment and got her undivided attention. She was so wet that he 
managed to slide himself all the way into her in the next second, giving a 
loud grunt of pleasure as he did so.

"Oh!" she exclaimed.

His hips started thrusting, pumping the immense shaft of his cock back and 
forth into her mound. I just lay there, enjoying the show. It was 
incredible, seeing his erect phallus sliding back and forth into her 
dark-haired pussy, watching it move between the hungry folds of her 
womanhood. Each time he thrust into her, his balls would press against  her 
pubis, spreading lubricant into her silky forest, matting the hairs even 
more. The action of his lovemaking shook her whole body, making Melissa gasp 
with each penetration. Soon they were locked into the deep rhythm of sex, 
his hands gripping her hips, pulling her ass hard against himself.

Amazingly, Lissa managed to turn at least some of her attention back to my 
penis, taking it once again into her mouth and pleasuring me passionately. I 
decided to reciprocate by sliding my hands between her chest and my stomach 
and grabbing her breasts, kneading them fully with my hands and squeezing 
her nipples. Then I returned my mouth to her womanhood, flicking her 
clitoris, sometimes painting the upper part of her pussy with the whole of 
my tongue. Soon Ian was bucking, pounding into Melissa, his balls sometimes 
rubbing against my forehead or down onto the bridge of my nose. I found the 
scent of his scrotum, mixed with Melissa's own odor, to be very arousing. 
Occasionally, my tongue would rub over the underside of Ian's penis or his 
testicles, allowing me to taste the mixture of his skin and her juices. I 
didn't want to freak him out too much, though, so I mostly concentrated on 
her pleasure.

As I continued to lap up the juices around her clitoris, I brought a hand up 
over her ass so I could use a finger to probe her anus. Ian's thrusts had 
worked a lot of her lubricant around the aperture, so my index finger slid 
easily into her, and I turned it around inside her ass. Already her rectum 
was quaking as another orgasm welled up inside her loins, making her womb 
and ovaries shudder with mounting joy. Ian could feel her vagina begin to 
clamp around his erection and I felt her mouth slip from my manhood and her 
hand take over as she let out a cry of ecstasy.

"Ian! Oh God, Ian, I'm cumming! Fuck me!"

At her words he began pumping faster, slapping his thighs against her 
buttocks, pistoning his cock towards her waiting uterus. I could feel his 
swollen erection moving through the wall of her rectum. I wondered if he 
could feel me pressing against his penis? The pressure in Ian's loins 
started to rise higher and higher and his breathing turned to ragged gasps.

"Melissa! Uhn, God, I'm gonna cum!"

I couldn't resist the opportunity to experience Ian's orgasm, so I pulled my 
hands from Lissa's buttocks and let my head fall back, watching his penis 
pumping deep into in Lissa's mound. More and more he was grinding against 
her rather than thrusting in and out, so I knew his climax was imminent. At 
the last instant, I decided to take a chance. I was afraid it would put Ian 
off, but I hoped the heat of passion would make this add to his pleasure 
instead of detract from it. I raised my right hand and clutched his scrotum. 
My palm gently kneaded his testicles while my thumb rubbed against the 
underside of his member and my ring finger probed the area behind his balls. 
I heard a muffled groan from above and in a flash I could feel his orgasm. 
The muscles in his perineum began to pulse, his scrotum tightened until its 
surface was rough and creased like a piece of dried fruit, and his penis 
started to throb. I could feel the semen coursing through his urethra as it 
passed my thumb on its way out of his body.

Meanwhile, Melissa continued to stroke the base of my member with her thumb 
and forefinger while she shuddered in spasms of orgasmic delight. Her whole 
body seemed to be experiencing the fervor of her climax. Her loins quivered 
as her vagina clamped hard around his spurting manhood and her uterus 
convulsed fitfully. She felt her arms go weak and she collapsed into my lap, 
burying her face against my genitals as she writhed in deep bliss. The 
intensity of her moans and cries tantalized my sex. Through all this, she 
still managed to pleasure my erection, bringing the whole event closer to a 
complete three-way explosion.

What pushed me over the edge was realizing that, after several seconds, Ian 
was still cumming and that his semen was suddenly flowing out around the 
sides of his cock. White fluid spread out over her labia and smeared into 
her dark hairs. The sight of this made em imagine how much he must have 
spilled inside here, flooding her cervix, her womb and the walls of her 
vagina. At the same moment Lissa plunged her mouth back down over my 
erection, taking me down to the root. The arousal of watching their climax, 
together with the spreading warmth of her mouth on my manhood, made me 
explode. My hips flew upwards, driving the head of my penis into her throat. 
Her fingers massaged my balls in their tight sac, kneading the seed from its 
delicate pouches, and coaxing it through my loins, past my prostate, along 
the barrel of my hardness and out into her throat. Melissa could feel my 
ejaculate splattering against her tonsils and she begin swallowing my semen 
hungrily. As she drained me, I buried my face against her mound and Ian's 
testicles and let out a passionate scream.

"Mmmm, uhhhn, UHHHHN! Oh God, oh God! Mel-liss-aaaah!"

My face came away with streaks of Lissa's and Ian's juices on its cheeks. 
The combined scent of their sexes and my sweat were too much and I found 
myself diving back up and lapping my tongue over their intimate places. I 
drew long strokes with the tip from her perineum, along her slit, to the 
underside of his penis and his balls. I licked for several seconds before 
the passion waned and all of us began to relax. Ian's penis grew soft 
(though even in his flaccid state he was still quite impressive) and he 
slowly withdrew it from his lover's sex, which remained parted afterwards. 
Melissa lowered her hips once he was gone from her body and I found myself 
nuzzling her matted forest of hair and slippery folds, while caressing her 
buttocks. Panting, she still managed a soft moan around my genitals (which 
were now completely drained of their seed), then let the head of my penis 
fall from her lips.

Aching in the most wonderful ways possible, we stirred ourselves and moved 
to more comfortable positions on the bed. Melissa flumped onto her back, 
crashing her head into a stack of pillows. She clamped both hands firmly 
over her mound and squeezed tightly, raising her ass and causing her whole 
body to shudder as she thought about the incredible passion she had just 
experienced. She closed hr eyes and tried to relive all three orgasms in her 
mind: the throbbing of her own pussy, the pulsing of Ian's cock in her 
loins, and the spurting of my cum in her mouth.

"Oh God, that was *so* fucking good!" she muttered aloud, then collapsed, 
panting and sighing.

Ian and I cuddled up next to her, weakly, and lay our heads against her 
shoulders, wrapping our arms across her chest. We lay that way for a very 
long time, never speaking, but thinking about various aspects of our 
feelings for one another. At one point I fell asleep and, waking sometime 
later on my back, found myself partially covered by a blanket, with 
Melissa's beautiful back and bare buttocks to my left. She and Ian were 
asleep, face to face, gently wrapped in each others arms, with her right 
hand draped over her behind, where it lay lightly on my hip. It amazed me 
how she could share her affection so, cuddling closely with the man who had 
just cum, intimately, inside her body, yet find a little part of herself to 
give to the other man who had also pleasured her. I was learning to admire 
her with every passing hour...

So, closing out our night of lovemaking, I rolled to my side, pressing my 
chest against Lissa's back and my thighs against her bottom, lay my arm 
across her hip and let my hand fall between hers and Ian's bodies, resting 
the fingertips gently in her pubic forest. I fell back to sleep with the 
scents of sex in the room and chlorine in her hair, along with something 
distinctly Melissa that made me dream of stormy nights, dim corridors and 
blazing, passionate eyes in the dark.


* * * * *

I awoke suddenly with Melissa looking right into my eyes as she prepared to 
lower herself down over me. Things were hazy, but it was light inside the 
room, so figured it was late morning. I shook my head and struggled to keep 
my gaze fixed with hers. Lissa was straddling my hips. She held my growing 
erection in her hand, rubbing the tip playfully over her wet slit. Her eyes 
glowed with the same sexual hunger I had seen the night before in the pool, 
when she first took me inside her. Her raven hair was frayed in all 
directions, a remnant of the wild night of lovemaking we had shared with 
Ian, but nothing could dim the beauty of that sensuous face. She closed her 
eyes and licked her lips as she suddenly forced herself onto my rigid cock. 
The overwhelming sensation of being consumed by her fiery center forced me 
to let out a stifled gasp of pleasure. With a single, aggressive motion, I 
was complete engulfed by Lissa. Her sex burned with intensity and I felt 
myself beginning to tremble. We stay joined on the bed, motionless: Melissa 
atop me, leaning forward with her hands on either side of my shoulders, 
breasts slightly swaying, her nipples just brushing my chest hairs. The 
silence in the room was liquid, like being slowly immersed.

Melissa held herself atop me, resting her buttocks on my upper legs, feeling 
the burning stem of my manhood buried within her ravenous loins. The tight 
sac of my testicles pressed against her anus, her searing juices flowing 
slowly down over them. I raised my hands to her shoulders, caressing them, 
sliding down over her arms, then back up, then down her chest. I let them 
fall over her breasts, clutching them with the nipples in my palms, and 
kneading them. Lissa's eyes never broke from mine as her hands tore mine 
away from her body and intertwined our fingers. Our palms pressed together 
as she used them to support her weight while she began to rock back and 
forth. We were finally moving together and I was completely in her power.

We established a smooth rhythm of lovemaking, Melissa's rocking hips causing 
my member to piston inside her. Her breasts swayed in response to the 
motion, bringing them closer to my hungry mouth, but still too far to 
satiate my hunger. I drew my knees up a little and began lifting her with my 
hips, which made her lean forward. Our hand were still intertwined and our 
fingers were turning white, but we continued to brace each other. Now her 
ample bosoms were within sight and I lunged my head up to feast. Lissa's 
skin was softest on her breasts. The creamy smooth skin, rough brown areola, 
and gumdrop nipples called to me and I sampled each one carefully. Licking 
the body of one breast, kissing the other. Drawing circles around the areola 
of one and tugging the nipple of another with my teeth. Finally taking as 
much of one into my mouth as I could, soaking it. The feel of her skin, 
combined with scent and taste of her sweat, was so sensual. I wanted more of 
her.

By now our arms were giving out and Melissa heaved her breasts onto my 
chest. She slipped her head down to kiss my cheek, then drew the tip around 
the shell of my ear, down over my throat and neck, then finally up to my 
mouth. The kisses were even hotter and more passionate than before, now that 
we were finally joined. Her tongue plunged into my mouth and I savored the 
taste. I couldn't get enough of her and I clasped the back of her head with 
one hand, trying to pull her closer. Her body writhed against me, her 
nipples scraping my chest, her ass swaying, shifting itself around my penis, 
causing her sex to tighten and relax. My heart beat faster and I slid my 
hands roughly down her neck, over her back and onto her sumptuous ass, 
clutching it tightly. In response she sat upwards and arched her back. Her 
breasts jutted out fully in front as she threw her head back and opened her 
mouth in a silent scream of pleasure before starting to pound her hips up 
and down onto my raging hardness. I fought back by pumping up quickly and 
passionately into her pussy while holding her bottom, bringing her womb 
closer to my tip. I was rushing towards climax when suddenly she stopped 
moving.

"Uhn, no! Please, please don't stop. Not now!" I cried.

"Shhh, keep still," she admonished.

Melissa remained perfectly still while I nearly cried out, begging her to 
let me thrust into her. I moved my hands forward to her chest, clasping her 
massive breasts, kneading them, thumbing her nipples, mashing them against 
her chest, grinding them -- expending the building erotic energy building 
inside me. Anything to make her give and let me thrust, but she remained 
adamantly still. Worse yet, to tease me, she dropped her hand behind her and 
slid it under her ass to clasp my scrotum. I almost yelled as she began to 
gently knead my testicles, which only increased my urge to thrust up towards 
her uterus.

"You ... are so ... evil!" I cried.

Melissa frowned. "I don't want you thinking that, my love. Here, how's 
this..."

Suddenly she raised herself almost all the way off of my cock and slammed 
her body back down. The searing heat and soft, velvety glove of her vagina 
nearly forced me to ejaculate, but I held on. Then we started moving again, 
settling back into our original rhythm. I looked into her soulful eyes as we 
made love. Each of us could tell that the other was happy to finally be 
joined. After sharing so much of ourselves on-line, it seemed right and 
fateful to be sharing our bodies to express the love we had formed in 
cyberspace. And, in a few moments, the climax of that sharing would overcome 
us both and we'd truly be one.

Except...

I was beginning to wonder what Ian was doing. He has been laying on the far 
side of the bed when we started, but I got so tied up in Melissa that I 
wasn't aware of anything else after that, until he spoke.

"Oh my God..."

Ian had moved to the foot of the bed and had been watching us. He obviously 
liked what he was seeing: the long, slender shaft of my penis buried inside 
Melissa's open, wet slit, which was ravenously devouring me. My balls tight 
and ready to issue their hoarded seed. Lissa's glistening anus, flaring open 
with each thrust of her pelvis. The sight made him hungry for her and he 
moved in, rubbing his manhood to full erection as he approached. Melissa saw 
me looking and craned her head back, smiling at him, and wiggled her ass a 
little. I could see him kneel on the bed and move up behind her, his hands 
stretched out to her shoulders. She lolled her head in pleasure as he 
kneaded them, working his hands down over her shoulder blades, following her 
spine and finally spread out to circle her hips and buttocks. Melissa was 
swaying with him in a sensual, erotic dance, while he gently rested his 
erection against her lower back. She could feel his tight balls rubbing 
against her bottom, then his whole cock, sliding over her sweaty skin in 
time to our own lovemaking beat. Each sway brought the tip of his manhood 
further down along the split of her ass. Eventually he grasped the base of 
his penis and guided the tip downwards, flicking it teasingly over her anus 
several times, each stroke making her gasp slightly. Then I felt the tip of 
him -- the head -- brushing the exposed parts of my own cock. He was 
smearing himself with Lissa's lubricant, coating his member from side to 
side.

I had an idea what he was up to, so I stopped pumping into Melissa. She gaze 
me a quizzical look, but I reassured her.

"Stop for a minute, love. Let me out."

She looked shocked. "I don't want to."

"Just for a moment, sweetheart. I think you'll like the result."

Ian watched as Melissa raised her hips and my penis slipped out with a 
slurp. He was greeted by her wide open sex, still hungry and waiting. He 
shifted his legs and hips, then plunged himself -- the whole nine inches -- 
into her pussy.

"Uhhhhn! Ohhh, ohhhh God!" she exclaimed.

Ian pumped deeply into her, generating lubricant to coat his whole manhood, 
for about half-a-minute, then he pulled out, leaving Lissa trembling. She 
dropped her hips and I quickly slipped my hardness back inside her, not 
wanting her to feel empty. She was still shuddering as we joined once more, 
but I kept her still, caressing her face as we waited. Then she felt the tip 
of Ian's member pressing into her anus. She breathed in a gasp. He let it 
rest there for a moment or two before gently pushing forward, nudging her 
sphincter. It parted, allowing the glans to penetrate. Melissa's eyes 
widened and she took in another gasp of air. Ian began a gentle thrusting 
motion to work the lubricant around inside her, moaning over and over again. 
Each time his cock would slip inside a little further, then further, then 
further. Each penetration made Lissa grunt or gasp. It was the first time 
she had let any man inside her nether place with his member. Now he was 
making long, smooth thrusts, pumping his shaft until he was completely 
inside her rectum. Then he went perfectly still.

The three of us were frozen like statues. I could feel Melissa trembling 
above me, her breath ragged, her nipples gently resting against my chest. 
Ian's balls pressed right against mine. Both of us were repressing our 
instincts to thrust passionately into this beautiful, voluptuous woman. The 
potential for explosion was building rapidly when we suddenly started 
moving. It seemed perfectly-timed, almost intuitive, the way we began to 
make love together. I continued my thrusts into Melissa's pussy. Ian, 
holding onto Lissa's hips, engaged in driving broad, deep strokes into her 
and I could feel the movement of his cock through the walls of flesh between 
us, as well as the tingly sensation of his hairy scrotum rubbing over mine.

Melissa could lift her upper body and shift her hips a little, otherwise she 
was pretty much pinned between us. But she was loving every second of it: 
two men, with their big penises -- no, big *cocks* -- pumping inside her 
body, filling the orifices of her loins, seemingly ready to rip her apart. 
The synapses of the sexual part of her brain were firing again and again, 
sending waves of ecstasy searing through her body. Her insides trembled with 
delight, constantly on the verge of orgasm. Her voice wailed with cries of 
passion and pleasure as she reveled in the love of two men.

Ian was filing her rectum completely, his balls slapping wetly against her 
perineum with each thrust, or they would rub against my own testicles, 
creating a wonderful sensation in my loins. The tip of my penis drove nearer 
to Melissa's womb, sometimes coming within millimeters of hitting her 
cervix. I longed for release into her body, so I could coat the entrance to 
her uterus with my semen. Lissa's pelvis rocked in time to our thrusts -- it 
was the only way she could move and stay joined with us -- her heat building 
and juices flowing.

The three of us made love for may long minutes. The sounds of sex -- soft 
moans, sighing groans, sudden gasps, whispered words of love -- permeated 
the air. Melissa was the most outspoken, expressing her feelings in gasps 
for air.

"Oh God. Oh God, this is incredible. Oh, you guys ... you guys are so ... 
good to me. You're gonna make me cum. It's gonna be ... so ... beautiful!"

I tightened my hands on her ass and lifted her more with my hips, trying to 
increase the friction against her clitoris. Ian was all the way inside her 
now, grinding into her as he tried to trigger his own orgasm. My hands moved 
all over Lissa's body: her back, her shoulders, her thighs, clutching and 
kneading her breasts. She lowered her head to kiss me, then raised up and 
craned her head back to beg for a kiss from Ian. Then I held onto her hips 
while Ian reached around front to clasp her breasts. She arched back more 
and he used this leverage to thrust deeper into her bottom. This is what 
made Melissa cum.

Throwing her head back, Lissa breathed in a deep gasp and then let out a 
passionate howl.

"Jesus! You guys ... are tearing me ... apart! I'm cumming! Jesus fucking 
Christ, I'm cumming!"

Melissa's whole body began to shake and shudder -- inside and out -- as she 
was rocked by an explosive orgasm. Ian firmly gripped her breasts while 
holding his penis deep inside her, driving deep it into bowels. He could 
feel the walls of her rectum undulating over his phallus while the tight 
ring of her anus fluctuated around the base of his immense organ. I, too, 
ground myself into Lissa, lifting up my bottom and wriggling underneath her, 
holding my fullness all the way inside her trembling birth canal. It 
quivered, flexed, tightened, gripped, and rippled all along the length of my 
manhood, trying to milk me of my cum, but I tried to hold it back. Listening 
to her grunts and cries and thinking about what she must be experiencing was 
creating a tremendous pressure within my loins, but I wanted desperately to 
wait for Ian to finish so it could be just me and Melissa in the final 
moments.

Waiting for him didn't take long, as his breathing became heavy and ragged. 
Right in the middle of Melissa's orgasm, Ian's began. He'd spent a lot of 
cum already, in the course of our weekend three-way tryst, but now he was 
prepared to give her everything he had left. He released Lissa's breasts 
from his clutching palms and slid them down towards her ass. She fell 
forward, burying her head against my left shoulder, where she continued to 
groan with ecstasy. He then forced his penis to its maximum depth by holding 
her hips and pulling her back over him as far as his strength could allow, 
crushing Melissa's buttocks against his bony hips. The head of his cock 
swelled in the final moments and explosions of delight surged through his 
loins, pulsing in time with the orgasmic throbs of her anus around the base 
of his manhood, and unleashed an onslaught of semen into her rectum. Long 
ropes of white magma erupted against the glistening pink walls of the inside 
of her ass as he cried out.

"Uhn, Lissa! Oh, baby! God! Love you, love you!"

Ian stayed within her, continuing to grind against her ample buttocks until 
after the last of his seed was spent. Then he held himself still, catching 
his breath as his cock diminished in size, but kept it inside her anus until 
the end.

Finally, I raised up against Melissa, stretching my cock as far as it would 
go into her body, pressing it right up against her womb. I could feel the 
incredible tightening in my loins, as if someone's hand were making a fist 
around my internal sex organs and squeezing. Then I realized Ian's hand was 
coming between our testicles and he cupped my pouch, rubbing the base of my 
cock with his thumb. He was returning the pleasure I had given him earlier. 
Now my lower body trembled as the pressure rose within me. I began to thrust 
my hips wildly under my lover's body. I slid my hands up her back to her 
shoulder blades and pulled her breasts tightly against me. I began kissing 
her head, her cheeks, her ears ... then I came. But instead of crying out, I 
whispered into my lover's ear.

"Melissa ... sweet Melissa ... I'm cumming." She raised her head and looked 
into my eyes. "I love you, Melissa."

Her mouth dove onto mine and we began a deep, passionate kiss. Ian felt my 
balls tighten and the base of my penis swell as fluids began to course 
through my loins. The rhythmic pulses of my manhood told him that semen was 
surging down the length of my urethra and that I was about to ejaculate 
inside our lover. A moment later, cum gushed out the tip of my cock and into 
Melissa's vagina, spraying against the entrance to her uterus, coating her 
cervix with a layer of creamy white passion. For several seconds my seed 
continued to spurt against her womb, until my glands were emptied of their 
juices and my testicles were drained of sperm.

The three of us rocked and ground gently together as we exhausted ourselves, 
orgasmic pleasures ebbed and waned, final drops of semen and lubricant 
spilling from their orifices. Melissa imagined the events going on inside 
her body: the contractions of her vagina and anus, the throbbing of Ian's 
penis and the release of his ejaculate, the explosion of my cock and the 
filling of her womb with my cum. It gave her unbelievable pleasures she 
never imagined she would experience. Pleasures concentrated in one small 
area of her body, where our loins were joined together. Where we remained 
joined, even after all the pleasures of climax were gone, because we didn't 
want to break that beautiful circle of love. Melissa's breasts rested 
against my chest, her head now nuzzled against my neck, my arms warmly 
around her back. Ian leaned forward, stretched his arms out, rubbed her 
shoulders and kissed her back. I lay beneath them, coming down from my high, 
holding Melissa in my arms and gently rubbing Ian's calves with my feet. We 
let our breathing ease and our muscles relax before finally extricating 
ourselves from the scene.

Ian pulled out easily from Melissa's bottom and lay at the far side of the 
bed. Lissa rolled gently off of me, letting my member slip gently from her 
pussy, and lay on her side. I turned carefully to face her, and ran my right 
hand up and down her side, back over her ass, then around the front to her 
breasts, then finally down to rest over her womb. Ian spooned up behind 
Melissa, pressing his limp manhood into the crack of her ass, and draped an 
arm over her chest. We held ourselves close together, cuddling and 
whispering soft words of love and passion. Ian and I shared kisses with 
Melissa until she rolled onto her back, exhausted and spent. Then we rested 
our heads on her pillowy breasts, her arms around us, and our hands between 
her legs, and we drifted off.


* * * * *


We missed a lot of the convention that day -- not waking up until after 
noon. Each of us was a little tired, a little achy, but every time someone 
asked us how the convention was going for us, we had to smile and get a 
little surge of energy from remembering what had happened. Though we had to 
make up something when they asked why we were smiling because they probably 
wouldn't have believed us if we'd told them the truth...


END

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Amateur Romantic/Erotic Fiction
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