Chapter 2
MEL WAS JUST ABOUT TO OPEN HIS SUIT-case when he heard a car pull up outside. He shoved the suitcase to one side and made his way out of the bedroom and across the rustic, paneled living room toward the front of the cabin. He caught sight of a red Corvette parked next to his car, and then there was a knock on the cabin door.
When he opened it, he found himself facing the couple he'd seen earlier on the beach. They had covered their bodies with brief swim wear, but Mel found himself staring directly into the big valley between the well-built brunette's breasts. He lifted his gaze and flushed slightly.
"Sorry about...."
The brunette's frank inspection of his body made the words die in Mel's throat. He was very conscious of the animal magnetism that seemed to emanate from her body, and having her eyes move brazenly over him caused his cock to stir in his tight jeans. It was almost as if they were standing facing each other, completely naked. Mel's flush deepened, and he welcomed the brunette's companion's words.
"No apologies necessary; Val and I are avid nudists."
He thrust his hand forward to grasp Mel's. "Scott Collins...."
Mel took the outstretched hand and shook it firmly; and at the same time, he noticed the absence of a wedding hand on the brunette's finger. Scott's warm smile set him at ease almost immediately, and his thoughts went back to the first impression the brunette's wave had given him. Obviously the answer to his months of sexual frustration was standing within arm's reach.
Val had been studying Mel openly. Just the sight of his muscular six-foot-two frame, covered in the snug jeans and skin-tight T-shirt, was enough to start her Wood toiling. She dropped her gaze to the crotch of his jeans and smiled as she noted the outline of Mel's semi-erect cock.
Mel flushed again, and she realized that she was embarrassing him. She smiled and sucked in a deep breath of the clean air, causing her big breasts to lurch forward toward him and deepening the color of his cheeks.
"Scott and I were wondering if we could talk you into joining us for a drink. We've got the cabin down the road a ways; and to tell you the truth, we'd enjoy having a little company."
The smoldering fire in Mel's loins made his decision easy.
"Sounds great: just give me time to grab a shower...."
Scott glanced over at Val and smiled.
"I'll go on ahead and mix up a batch of drinks; Val can wait for you and show you the way."
Mel glanced at the brunette and felt his pulse quicken.
"That's not necessary ... I think I know...." Val's smile broadened; and when she spoke, her voice was low and husky.
"No trouble. Go ahead, Scott; we'll be there in a few minutes."
Before Mel had a chance to speak, Scott had turned and started back toward the Corvette. Val stepped inside the cabin and pushed the door closed behind her. She brushed against him slightly as she pushed the door shut, and Mel felt his cock beginning to throb hotly against the tight material of his pants. Val leaned back against the door and smiled. She and Scott had worked this plan a hundred times; it was her job to get Mel interested and willing to go for a threesome-and it was a job she fully enjoyed.
"I could use a shower myself...."
There was no mistaking her meaning; her words dripped with invitation, and Mel knew that his stiff, pulsing cock was plainly visible to her. He usually liked to be the one to do the propositioning, but this wasn't the first time a broad had asked him to screw her; besides, he needed ass now more than he ever had before. He let his eyes move over her just as frankly as she had inspected him earlier; then he smiled.
"It's not the biggest shower in the world ... but I think we could both squeeze into it."
Scott was just stepping out of the Corvette when the white Chrysler slowed to a stop in front of the cabin. He was close enough to see the occupants clearly, and his smile broadened as he approached the car.
The guy at the wheel was about twenty-seven; his handsome features were topped by curly blond hair that made him appear slightly boyish; and from what Scott could see he was pretty well built. The short blonde sitting beside him was in her early twenties, and there was no mistaking two of her good points; she had a set of knockers on her that would make any guy take a second look.
Ron opened the door and stepped out as Scott approached. He returned Scott's smile and stuck out his hand.
"Ron Fisher...."
He nodded in Penny's direction as he shook Scott's hand.
"My wife, Penny."
Ron welcomed the chance for a closer inspection of the blonde.
"Scott Collins...."
Ron held up his key and smiled.
"This thing says cabin number three, but I didn't see any numbers on the two I passed. Have you got any idea where the hell number three is?"
Scott grinned.
"I don't think the old guy figured it was necessary to number them. You shouldn't have any trouble finding number three; just keep following the road. The first one you passed was number one, and this is number two. As far as I know, there are only three altogether; so just move into the next one you come across."
Ron nodded and climbed back into the car. He gave Penny a cold look, then turned back to Scott.
"Thanks for the help."
Ron let his eyes move over what he could see of Penny, and he smiled.
"Any time ... why don't you drop over after you've settled in? My wife and I would enjoy having someone to talk to.
Ron's eyes lit up a little; he had been expecting to be marooned with Penny, and the mention of another woman changed his whole outlook on the isolated area.
"Thanks; we will."
Scott smiled.
"Give us a jingle on the phone when you're ready. As far as I can make out, you just ring the number of the cabin you want to call."
Ron nodded and dropped the Chrysler into gear.
Penny waited until they were out of sight of the cabin; then she whirled toward him.
"Why did you say we'd drop over? You know the whole idea is for us to stay away from other people. I spent weeks finding a place where we could be alone."
Ron didn't take his eyes off the road.
"For chrissake, Penny, the guy asked us to drop in to be polite. What was I supposed to do, tell him to go to hell?"
Penny's expression didn't change.
"Who are you trying to kid? I would have bought that a few months ago, but not now. The only thing you're interested in is getting a look at his wife-and taking the first opportunity to make love to her."
Ron slammed on the brakes and the Chrysler slid to a stop, surrounded by a cloud of dust. He turned to Penny and spit the words out at her.
"You do nothing but bitch! Do you want me to go back there and tell that guy that we can't come over later because my wife figures I'm going to put the blocks to his wife?"
Penny leaned back into the seat and shook her head. She had promised herself she would trust him, give him one more chance; and she wasn't doing it.
"I'm sorry, Ron ... please, just forget it. There's no reason why we shouldn't drop in for a visit later."
Ron took his foot off the brake anjl hit the accelerator. It took most of his strength to hold back the laugh that threatened to come. She was so easy to mold ... he was always one jump ahead of her.
Mel was leaning back against the wall of the shower. His breath was coming in short gasps, and his eyes were closed. Val stood in front of him, her back to the tingling spray as she slowly lathered his muscular shoulders and chest. Mel's massive cock was standing proudly out from his thighs, the moist vermilion knob pushing hotly against Val's slightly rounded belly. He was enjoying the feel of her slowly circling hands on his body more than he'd ever enjoyed having a woman touch him. His mind was completely blank as he lost himself in the sensuous feel of her.
Val had just begun to work on his washboard-hard belly when he groaned and thrust his hips forward. Val felt a shudder telegraphed through his body, and she looked down at his huge, thick cock in surprise as it jerked and delivered a huge, spurting flow of molten love juice against her warm flesh. Mel's hands went around her, and he pulled her close as he twisted his cock against her and emptied his burning balls. His husky groans of pleasure filled the small room, and then he leaned back against the wall and struggled for breath.
Val didn't try to hide her disappointment. She had expected Mel to give a much better performance. She stepped back and rinsed the traces of Mel's release from her body; then she turned back to him.
"You're full of surprises, aren't you lover? It looks like you've got a problem as big as your cock."
Mel opened his eyes and smiled.
"Relax, baby; the only problem I've got is four months without loving. Give me five minutes, and I'll show you what I mean."
Val's eyes dropped down to his still fully erect organ. Just the sight of the thick shaft swaying rhythmically in front of her was enough to set her on fire. She reached forward and encircled the throbbing knob, and Mel's smile broadened.
"Enough playing, honey; let's get out of this shower and get into bed."
Penny was emptying their suitcases into the big dresser that half-filled the small bedroom of the cabin when Ron walked into the room with a towel wrapped around his waist. He stood watching her for a second as she began to hang things in the closet; then he crossed to her and slipped his arms around her, filling his palms with her big breasts.
Penny sitffened immediately, not fighting him, but making it plain that she wasn't interested. Ron moved his hands slowly, hoping to feel her nipples harden under her light blouse and bra; but he got nowhere. Finally he sighed and released her. Penny turned around to face him.
"It's useless yet, Ron. It's going to take time for me to forgive and forget. I'm still very aware that you made love to several other women when I was waiting at home, worried about where you were."
Ron's eyes moved over her magnificently proportioned body, and he shrugged.
"You can only go so long without it, baby. You like it as much as I do, and you can't tell me any different. For the first year we were married you needed it at least once a day, and it's been at least a month since you've had a good tumble."
He moved his hand to the fastening of the towel and opened it up, exposing his stiff, throbbing cock. Penny tried to stop herself from looking at the thick organ, but it drew her eyes like a magnet, and she felt her loins warming quickly.
Ron grinned and dropped down onto the bed behind him. He spread his legs and encircled his stiff cock with his right hand. Penny's eyes followed his moving hand as he stroked himself slowly in front of her.
"Look good, baby? Like to feel that in you, moving.....circling.......thrusting...?"
It took all the strength Penny could muster to force herself to look away. She did her best to hide the need that filled her, to hide her heaving breasts and labored breathing.
"It's no use, Ron ... not until you've proven yourself...."
She walked out of the room, wanting to run, but determined that he shouldn't see how badly she needed the feel of a man in her.
Mel stripped the covers off the big bed that dominated the cabin bedroom; then he climbed up into the center of it and stretched out on his back. His eyes moved over Val's lush, eager body as she dropped down on top of him; then their lips met, and he groaned at the feel of her hot flesh against his.
Val's tongue slipped between his open teeth, and he met it with his as she began to twist and rub against him. His stiff, throbbing cock was imprisoned between them, and it lurched and quivered with anticipation as she moved against it.
Val was more than ready after the shower. She had been looking forward to feeling Mel's massive tool driving into her from the first second she'd seen him, and she rolled over onto her back and pulled him on top of her. She was so eager that Mel had only to lift himself slightly, and she guided his pulsing cock between her open lips and let her hand cup his buttocks to pull him to her.
Mel pistoned his hips forward slightly, and his thick knob drove into her. Val couldn't believe the sensation that ripped through her body. She had never felt anything so big before. Mel's groan of need mingled with her moan of pleasure; and he shoved his hips forward again, driving a little farther into her.
The warmth of her clutching flesh surrounding his cock sent a blissful jolt of desire through him, and his mind went blank to anything but the uncontrollable urge that filled him. Val became a female animal below him; and he drove his cock deeper and deeper into her, pushing himself closer to satisfying the burning need that filled his body.
Val's fingernails raked down his back and clutched at his buttocks. She couldn't remember when a cock had felt this good, and she couldn't get enough of it. Her body twisted and churned on the bed below him as she welcomed his thick cock from every angle; and Mel groaned and slipped his hands under her bouncing buttocks, cupping the dimpled cheeks and pulling her up to him.
It took him a while to get it all into her, but finally he felt his heavy balls meeting the soft flesh of her buttocks. The feel of the hot cheeks against his sac was so good that he let out a cry of pleasure and began to hammer at her in earnest.
Val had never felt anything like it before. His huge, muscular body drove down at her viciously, and she welcomed every thrust of his massive cock. Her mind filled with the wonder of the feel of him, and then she groaned and lashed upward to meet him.
The feel of her shuddering and whimpering in his arms gave Mel the final push over the top, and he drove his cock fully into her and let out a husky groan of gratification as it jerked, and a gushing stream of love juice ripped into her, giving her more pleasure than she could remember.
He emptied himself in her as she twisted and churned against him, sucking his stiff organ dry; and then he used the last of his strength to pull his cock free and drop down to the bed beside her. They lay together, their perspiration-covered bodies glistening in the bright sunlight that filled the room, their chests heaving as they fought for breath.
Mel closed his eyes as he let his body warm to the afterglow of their lovemaking. His body was weak, but the pleasure that filled him was more than worth the energy he had expended. He was content for the first time in months, and it felt damn good.
Val raised herself on one elbow and ran her hand over the matt of dark hair on his chest. She kissed him lightly on the lips, and he opened his eyes and smiled up at her. Val's hand moved down over his belly and cupped his semi-erect cock and heavy balls.
"I'm sorry I doubted you, lover; that was the wildest ride I've ever had."
Mel grinned.
"You put on a pretty good show yourself, baby."
Val grinned and gave his cock a gentle squeeze.
"There's lots more where that came from. C'mon, let's go over for that drink."
She fell good beside him, and Mel would have liked to have her again before leaving; but he nodded and rolled off the bed. He kept his eyes on Val as she slipped into the skimpy bikini.
"What's the set-up with you and Scott?"
Val arched her back as she fastened the top of her suit, and his eyes dropped to her high, full breasts. His cock began to stir again, and he pulled up his shorts to cover it. Val's eyes played over the bulge in the front of his shorts as she sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Scott and I have an understanding. Sex is like eating and sleeping to us; it's necessary ... and we don't hold each other to any restricted guidelines."
The answer was what Mel had been hoping for, and he accepted it without further discussion.
Scott smiled as he watched the Continental ragtop pull up in front of the cabin. It had taken Val a little longer than usual to bring Mel into the fold, but as usual she had managed it. He leaned forward over the sundeck railing and gave them a wave.
Val turned to Mel and smiled.
"I hope you like sunbathing; we spend almost all our time out on the sundeck in back."
Mel grinned as he shut the car door behind them.
"I thought that would be obvious after this morning."
They started around the side of the cabin; and when they were just about to the back, Val stopped in front of him and smiled.
"Unsnap me, will you? I hate wearing anything when I don't have to."
Mel moved his fingers to the fastening at the back of her bikini top and flipped it open. Val peeled the big cups off her luscious breasts, and then bent and stripped the bottoms off. She draped the two pieces of the bikini over the railing as they climbed the stairs to the sundeck.
Scott was stretched out on one of the comfortable lounges that ringed the large sundeck. Mel was a little surprised to find him completely nude, but he didn't give it too much thought. Scott stood up as they approached, and reached over to the small, portable bar that was set up near the wall of the cabin.
"Scotch all right for you, Mel?"
Mel looked over at his host and nodded. Scott turned back to the bar and poured out three drinks. He handed one to Val, and then carried Mel's across to him.
"Get out of your clothes and enjoy some of this sun; it's fabulous."
Mel took the drink from his out-stretched hand and set it down on the table beside him. He was surprised to find himself a little hesitant to strip in front of his hosts. It was ridiculous, because he'd never felt embarrassed to strip in front of men, and he had already given Val plenty of opportunity to see him nude; yet there was something about the set-up that just didn't fit.
Val stretched her sensuous body on one of the lounges and smiled over at him.
"Mmmm ... this sun does feel good ... "
Mel pushed the hesitation from his mind and reached for the bottom of his shirt. What the hell; they had already seen everything he had anyway.
He tossed his shirt over the railing and undid his pants; then he stripped them off and dropped them on top of his shirt. He had half-expected Val's eyes to be on the bulge in his shorts, but he was surprised a little when he saw Scott's interest. He dismissed it as natural curiousity; there had been plenty of men interested in his big cock simply because of its size. He stuck his thumbs in the waistband of his shorts and stripped them down and off.
Scott made no attempt to hide his interest in Mel's cock as it swung into view. He whistled softly and grinned.
"Christ, will you look at the size of that!"
Mel flushed slightly. He hadn't expected the comment from Scott, and it made him more conscious of the massive tool that nature had endowed him with. Val caught the flush, and she chuckled huskily.
"Better yet, he knows how to use it."
The conversation, combined with Val's nude body, was all that was necessary to start Mel's cock growing.
Within seconds h was fully erect, the vermilion, heart-shaped knob unsheathed and glistening in the hot afternoon sun. Scott gasped as his eyes played over the swaying shaft.
"My god, will you look at that."
Mel's body was beginning to burn with desire again. As if on cue, Val got up off her lounge and crossed over toward him. She paused for a second, running her fingers lightly over Scott's now fully erect organ; then she dropped down beside Mel's lounge and bent over him. Her lips found his, and the instant her big breasts met his chest, the burning nipples digging into his dark hair, Mel forgot everything else.
He was conscious of hands moving over his body. He felt hot flesh closing around his cock and stroking him slowly; then there was a different feeling ... he couldn't describe it, but it was good, and he wanted more.
Scott bent his head and let his tongue run over the thick knob of Mel's cock. He covered every inch of it, circling slowly; then he opened his mouth and let the massive organ slip between his lips. He let out a little gurgle of pleasure, and then began to bob his head as he rotated it.
Mel had never felt anything like it before. It was different, and it was good. He ground his lips against Val's, and filled his hands with her firm, hard-tipped breasts. The sensation below was so different that he felt himself going quickly. He arched his back up off the lounge as the first shudder of release ripped through him.
Scott felt the hot knob jerk in his mouth, and he sucked it as far back as he could just in time to receive the first volley of hot, creamy fluid. The feel of it sent a wave of pleasure through him, and he sucked and twisted his head until Mel could give him no more.
When Mel opened his eyes, Val and Scott were standing beside the lounge smiling. All of a sudden he realized what had happened, and for a second he was both surprised and a little revolted. There was no denying that he had enjoyed it-and that surprised him more than anything else.
He raised himself into a sitting position and reached for his drink. Val dropped down onto the lounge beside him and smiled.
"Well, how did you like that?"
In all honesty, Mel had only one answer.
"It was great ... I've never had that before."
Val's expression changed to one of surprise.
"Really? I thought every guy had tried it at least once. Scott and I have been swinging for a couple of years now, and I've never met a guy who hadn't been blown before."
Mel set his drink down and shook his head.
"Oh, I've been blown before, baby, but never by another guy."
Val smiled.
"We've run into lots like you, then. At first most men are a little leery of Scott because he goes both ways, but after they find out how good he is, they soon change their minds."
Mel looked up at Scott, and the other man smiled.
"I know ... I look pretty normal to you. I can never figure you guys out; you all think that any guy who is AC/DC must be a little different. I'm not, I assure you; I just happen to believe that sex is as good with a guy as it is with a woman. Val feels the same way."
Mel flushed slightly.
"Look, it's nothing personal ... I just don't go for other guys. I could never fit into anything like this. I'm no bloody moralist; I don't give a damn what anybody else wants to do. That's their own business-but I couldn't make it with a guy." Scott grinned.
"I'd be willing to bet I could prove you wrong."
Val looked up at Scott, and then back to Mel.
"Let's drop it. Scott and I don't work that way. We don't force anyone to do anything, and we don't try to push them into anything they don't want to do. We like threesomes; and we like to have no holds barred, so to speak; but if we get together, it'll be you that lays down the rules, not Scott and I. You said yourself you enjoyed letting Scott go down on you; let's just leave it at that for now. He won't do any more than that unless you get the urge for something else."
Mel didn't say anything for a second. He didn't quite understand his own feelings at the moment, and he didn't like the confusion raging in his mind. What had just happened had been good, and he had enjoyed it; if it wasn't for the fact that Scott was AC/DC he would agree to more sessions without another thought.
All his life he had carried a dislike for queers, and yet he wasn't sure that he could put Scott into this category. It would have been a simple decision to make if he could have; but as it was, he couldn't justify turning down their invitation for the loving he needed.
He looked from Scott to Val, and lifted his glass to his lips. If Scott got out of line, Mel knew he would have no trouble hammering him back into place. When he had drained his drink, he handed it back to Scott and smiled.
"Okay, you've got yourself a deal." Both Val and Scott smiled broadly. Val reached down and stroked Mel's cock lightly. "You won't regret it, I promise you." Scott tossed the remains of his drink back and set his glass on the railing; then he looked down at Val and Mel.
"C'mon, let's go on inside and break that bed in...." Val smiled and gently squeezed Mel's now fully erect cock.