Chapter 3
THE BIG BED DOMINATED THE SMALL BED-room, and Mel felt his pulse quicken as Scott closed the door behind them and looked over to where Val stood waiting. There was something about the smallness of the room that accented the smell of pure sexual want emitting from their bodies, and the uneasiness that Mel had felt after finding that Scott went both ways obvious in his hosts.
His big cock jerked and pulsed with the hot blood that rushed to it; and he let his eyes move over Val as she crossed over to the big bed and stripped the covers off, leaving only the bottom sheet covering the mattress. Her deeply bronzed body contrasted with the white sheet, and Mel felt his breath coming in short gasps as he stared at her. Even flat on her back, her big breasts stood up high and proud, the stiff brown nipples and raised aureoles begging to be touched, the sparkle of her smoldering brown eyes telling him she wanted to be taken.
Scott stood a few feet to one side of Mel, and he began to smile as he watched Mel's cock begin to swell even larger and take on a rhythmic animal-like throb.
He knew that Mel was far too engrossed with Val's slowly twisting body to notice his interest, and he took his time to study the muscular, deeply tanned body.
He couldn't remember when a man had ever attracted him more. It wasn't just Mel's marvelous build that drew his attention; there was something else about this god-like male that warmed him to the very core. The sight of the huge, stiff cock swaying like a stately palm between Mel's slightly spread thighs made his blood boil; and the thought of it slipping hotly between his buttocks, driving into his eager, clutching flesh, left him weak with desire.
It was so tempting to make a strong play for the other man, to push for a complete and satisfying union; but he knew that he would have to go slowly with Mel. At the moment he could see no weak point in the other man, nothing he could work on to achieve what he wanted; but he sensed his opportunity would come, and one look at Mel's aroused body told him any wait would be worthwhile.
Val's eyes dropped to Mel's massive organ, and she moaned softly. She had satisfied her urge to look at Mel's magnificent body, and now she wanted more. Her right hand slipped down over her gently rounded belly and moved between her slightly parted thighs. Slowly, deliberately, she began to stroke the dark triangle of curly hair and the moist open lips below.
The tantilizing sight of her hand slowly moving back and forth over her ready box was too much for Mel. He had intended to play the session by ear, letting Val and Scott guide him, because he had sensed that they were experts in this sensuous game of pure sexual delight; but now he was losing control over his long-denied body, and his reaction was automatic.
He covered the short distance to the bed in two steps; and in seconds he was on top of Val's twisting body, his chest flattened against her huge breasts, the hot tips digging into the matt of dark curly hair on his flesh, his lips glued to hers. The feel of her hot, moving body below him, pressing against his stiff cock, her tongue lashing against his, brought a groan of need from him.
Val let out an animal cry of want and amazed him with her strength as she rolled him over onto his back. His reeling brain managed to catch part of her words as she guided his massive cock between her thighs and dropped down on him.
"Scott ... sandwich me, baby ... shove it in...."
Mel was conscious of an additional weight on his body, but he welcomed it as he felt his cock drive deeper into Val's hot, hugging flesh. He groaned with pleasure and threw his hips up off the bed, and then he felt a new and wonderful sensation as Scott parted Val's buttocks and began to work his cock into her body from behind.
Mel couldn't believe the delight that filled him as he felt Scott's lean, pulsing cock rubbing against his own thick organ, separated only by the thin wall of Val's searing flesh. He didn't have to move; the motions of Val and Scott's churning bodies gave him pleasure he'd never dreamed of. It was exquisite; it was different, and he lost himself to its sensual wonders.
Scott's groan of delight came quickly, and Mel didn't need it to tell him that Scott was blowing his load. Even Val's cry of pleasure, and her shuddering body were unnecessary, because Mel could feel Scott's thick, creamy love juice spitting forth; and with a grunt of ecstasy, he drove his massive cock further into Val's body and spewed forth his own broiling fluid, giving Val another series of blissful sensations.
They lay entangled in perspiration-covered flesh for a few seconds while they fought for breath, and then Scott rolled off and reached for the pack of cigarettes on the small table beside the bed. He glanced down at Mel and Val as he passed them cigarettes; then he grinned and held out a match to them.
"It's been a long time since I've had anything that good."
Val sighed contentedly and exhaled a cloud of smoke.
"Mmmm ... I came both ways ... it was great."
Mel sensed they were waiting for his reaction, and he brought himself out of the warm afterglow that filled his body and smiled.
"I've never done it like that before. I never knew it was that good."
Scott grinned and ran his hand through his thick, red hair.
"I envy you a little ... I wish I could discover everything all over again. Have you ever done it the way I did with Val?"
Mel flushed slightly, a little embarrassed at his obvious inexperience.
"No, I can't say as I have; I have to admit I've had the urge a couple of times, but...."
Val smiled.
"I don't know how it is for the guy, but it sends me wild."
Scott's eyes moved quickly over Mel's body, and his grin broadened.
"I can tell you how it is for a guy, but why don't you give it a try? I'm sure Val would love it."
Val looked down at Mel's semi-erect cock, and a shudder moved through her body.
"He's so big ... I don't know if ... "
Scott chuckled huskily, then looked up at Mel.
"Give it a try, Mel ... if you can't make it with Val, and you still want to give it a try, I know damn well that I can handle everything you can shove in and love every second of it."
Mel flushed and looked over at Val.
"I wouldn't want to hurt you."
Val reached for his now fully erect cock and stroked it lovingly.
"Talking about it has got me all worked up ... let's give it a try."
She rolled over onto her belly, and Mel stared at her firm, rounded buttocks. The sight of the dimpled cheeks added fire to the growing flame in his loins, and he knew he would have to try. He moved up behind Val and spread her cheeks gently. He guided the thick, heart-shaped knob of his cock between them and was about to push when Scott spoke.
"Hold it ... let me get the vaseline; you haven't got a snowball's chance in hell of shoving it to her without a little lubrication."
Mel had to use all his control to stop from thrusting his hips forward. The feel of Val's hot flesh against the tip of his cock filled his with desire for this new form of sex, and he wanted nothing more than to shove it into her.
It seemed to take Scott hours to find the vaseline, but it was actually only seconds later that he returned with the small bottle. He unscrewed the top and then walked over to the bed beside them. Mel felt a little funny as Scott began to spread the lubricant over his thick cock, but the sight of Scott handling his cock seemed to fill him with an even stronger desire. Scott was enjoying the feel of Mel's huge organ immensely, and he took a long time to cover it with the vaseline. His breathing became labored as he worked.
"Christ, what a battering ram ... I hope you can't make it with Val; I love to have this in me."
Mel groaned. Having Scott play with his cock had doubled his need, and he moved his cock from Scott's hand and guided it to Val's spread cheeks. Val clenched her teeth as she felt Mel's thick knob forcing at her. She did her best not to cry out, because she knew the reward would be unbelievable pleasure; but as the pressure increased, she gave up.
The second she cried out, Mel froze and pulled himself away from her. He wanted to cry out with her ... he had been so close, and to fail now hurt him emotionally as much as his massive cock had hurt her physical-ly.
Scott had been watching Mel's huge cock with obvious interest, and he grinned as Mel pulled away from Val. He climbed up onto the bed beside Val and stretched out on his chest.
Mel's eyes went to his host's firm, muscular buttocks as Scott reached around and parted his cheeks. A conflict raged in Mel's brain as his eyes rested on the spread buttocks before him. It was against everything he believed in, and yet the fire that flashed through his body was hard to deny.
Scott sensed Mel's hesitation, and he raised his buttocks slightly and rotated them slowly.
"Christ, man, do it ... shove it in there...."
Mel had no memory of making a decision; all he knew was the feel of hot flesh against his cock as he positioned himself behind Scott. He drove his hips forward with a groan of need, and his huge knob slipped inside of Scott's body and found the warm, clutching flesh nestled below. Mel couldn't believe the feel of it. It was fantastic, tighter than anything he'd ever been into ... like a virgin, only better. He drove in farther and moaned with delight as the hot flesh surrounded his throbbing cock, stroking it lovingly.
Scott's body went into action immediately. He began to rotate his buttocks as Mel drove deeper, and his moans of pleasure filled the room as the big cock drove deeper and deeper into his body. He had never taken any cock as big as Mel's, and the feel of it sent his senses reeling with pleasure.
Val's body burned with need; and the sight of Mel and Scott working feverishly at each other, the sound of their ecstatic moans, set her on fire.
She moved upward on the big bed until she was sitting just above Scott's head; then she lifted him and spread her thighs as she worked under him. When she dropped his head again, Scott gave her what she wanted; his tongue stabbed between the moist, open lips of her cunt and began to probe and caress her eagerly.
Mel was beyond the point of thinking; all he knew was the pleasure that built in him. He tried to hold back his release, wanting to enjoy this new-found ecstasy to the full; but the pleasure was too great. He let out a gutteral groan and drove his cock deeper than ever before into Scott's hot, clutching flesh.
Scott let out a cry of delight as he felt Mel's huge knob jerk; then he felt the hot stream of gushing fluid hammer into him again and again, and his mind went blank. Mel had been holding Scott's body by the hips, and he was amazed to feel a spurting stream of fluid cut loose from the end of Scott's cock and splatter against his hand. Even in the exquisite seconds that he pulsed out his release, he noted the reaction with surprise.
He emptied himself into Scott; and then, with a final summoning of strength, he pulled his huge cock free of Scott's body and rolled over on his side. He lay there panting while Scott lapped at Val and finished her off; then he raised himself up on one elbow and looked into Scott's passion-glazed eyes.
"I never knew a guy could come just by having another guy in him."
Scott managed a short laugh between gasps for breath; then be reached for Mel's lax cock and stroked it lightly.
"You don't think I'd let a guy get into me if it wasn't good, do you? I'd rather have a guy shove it to me than get a blow job. That's what really makes me laugh about you straight guys; you've never even tried it, and you think you know all about it. I guarantee that once you've had a cock in you, you'll want it again."
Mel flushed. He hadn't intended to explore the idea fully; all he'd wanted to do was to satisfy his curiosity about Scott blowing his load without any more stimulation than the feel of a cock in him.
Scott grinned and leaned back on the comfortable bed. He locked directly at Mel as he spoke, and Mel felt as though he was looking right through him.
"I've got you thinking now, haven't I? You don't want to try it because you figure you'll be queer if you do, but you know damn well that I'm right, and you hate to pass up the chance to find out for yourself."
Val rolled in between them and looked at Scott.
"That's enough. We agreed not to push it; let's just drop it now."
Scott grinned and rolled off the bed. He pulled out a smoke and lit it up: then he looked over at Mel. Mel felt very uncomfortable. He knew that Scott had hit the nail on the head, and it made him mad to know that the other man was fully aware of his thoughts. He found himself suddenly aware that there was a lot more to sexual enjoyment than he'd ever dreamed, and the realization both scared and excited him.
His eyes met Scott's, and his discomfort grew. He began to flush, but then the phone rang and drew Scott's attention. He crossed over to the door and opened it; then he disappeared.
Val rolled over onto her side and pressed her full breasts against Mel's chest. She leaned forward slightly and kissed him lightly on the lips; then she leaned back and smiled.
"You're taking everything too seriously ... take it easy, and let yourself go. If you want to try anything, go ahead; if you're a little unsure, wait until you feel okay about it."
Mel smiled and stretched out on his back. What she said made a lot of sense. He had a lot of unwinding to do, but he had no one to answer to but himself now. A damn good sex orgy might be just what he needed to get things back into proportion again.
Scott walked back into the bedroom and across to the bed.
"The couple that moved into the other cabin ... they're on their way over." Val frowned and sat up.
"Damn it, why did they have to come now? We could have had a ball this afternoon."
Scott shrugged and walked over to the dresser. He bent over and picked up his shorts and began pulling them on.
"You never know, baby; maybe they'll go for a little wife-swapping, and we can have a real orgy for ourselves."
The mention of wife-swapping hit a sore spot in Mel's mind. It brought back the picture of his ex-wife locked in another man's arms; and the second Scott had mentioned it, he realized that Scott and Val must be married. Before he had a chance to think, he spoke.
"Are you two married?"
Scott looked up at him, a little surprised.
"Sure. What the hell did you think?"
Again Mel felt very uncomfortable. Everything that had happened in the bedroom between them suddenly seemed dirty to him. He rolled off the bed and glanced from Val to Scott.
"I guess I'd better get back to my cabin ... I've got some phone calls to make this afternoon."
Val looked up from the bed, obviously disappointed.
"Do you have to go? Maybe we can get rid of these two in a hurry, and have a little more fun."
Mel flushed slightly, knowing that his interest in making love to Val had almost disappeared since he'd found out she and Scott were married. He shook his head and started for the bedroom door.
"No, I've got to make these calls. Maybe some other time...."
He was gone before they could say another word, and he only paused long enough to pick up his clothes before he made for his car.
Val looked up at Scott as she heard the big Continental pull away from the cabin.
"What the hell got into him?"
Scott hesitated for a second; then he looked over at her.
"He's a weird one. I don't think he likes the idea of us being married. I thought he knew before we started ... didn't we tell him?"
Val paused for a second, going over the past few hours in her mind.
"No ... I guess not; but what the hell does that have to do with it?"
Scott shrugged as he pulled his pants into place.
"Nothing, as far as we're concerned; but maybe it does to him ... it's too bad; I have a feeling we could really have fun with him."
Val pulled herself up off the bed and stood up. When she spoke, it was as much to herself as to Scott.
"Well, I don't know about you, but I have no intention of letting something as good as him get away."
Scott looked over at her and grinned.
"I hope you're right, baby ... I'd like nothing more than a chance to shove my cock into him."
Penny shifted uncomfortably on the lounge and did her best to ignore the fact that Ron was taking a lot more interest in Val than was necessary. She had known there would be trouble the instant she had been introduced to Val; one look at the brief bikini that did little to hide Val's natural charms, and one look at Val's roving eyes, had been enough.
Now she waited patiently for a chance to suggest to Ron that they return to their cabin, but unfortunately, Scott was still talking to her as he had ever since they'd arrived. This not only made it hard for her to get Ron's attention, but it also gave Val plenty of time to show Ron even more of her body with several not very well camouflaged bends of her bronzed body that caused the small bikini top to lose most of its fight to hold Val's big breasts from view.
Much to Scott's disappointment, Penny clung to the first drink he had given her and sipped on it uninterestedly. Scott had managed to pour drink after drink for Ron, and he was past the point of caring, but Penny had stayed dead sober.
Val looked up from the lounge beside Ron and glanced over at Penny. It didn't take her long to realize that Scott was getting nowhere with the short, well-built blonde. Val had been feeling Ron out from the first. She was pretty sure that she would have no trouble getting him into bed. She was getting impatient to get the show on the road.
She looked back at Ron and smiled sultrily.
"Does your wife like to swim?"
Ron was a little surprised by the question, and he hesitated.
Val's smile broadened, and she spoke again.
"I thought we could all go down to the lake for a dip...."
The inference was there, and Ron jumped at the bait. He turned toward Scott and Penny.
"How about going for a swim, baby?"
Penny wanted nothing but a chance to get back to the cabin. She had no intention of stretching out the day by agreeing to go down for a swim. She shook her head; and as soon as she did, she caught the sparkle in Ron's eyes and regretted it. Ron didn't give her a chance to say anything. He stood up and reached for Val's hand, helping her up; then he turned back to face Penny and Scott.
"Val wants to go, so we'll see you in a few minutes."
Penny sensed that she had been trapped, but before she could do anything about it, Ron and Val had left the sundeck hand in hand. Scott watched her for a few seconds, his experienced eyes waiting for some reaction; then he chuckled softly and stood up. Penny looked up at him, her anger increased by his mocking laugh. One look at her flashing eyes, and Scott weakened a little. His laugh died in his throat, and he shrugged.
"Sorry ... it's just that I find you hard to figure out. Some broads would have been fooled by what just happened, and others would have put a stop to it, but you did neither."
Penny made no move to commit herself. She was curious about Scott's bluntness, and she wanted him to finish.
Scott tossed back the remainder of his drink and poured another one; then he looked over at her.
"Either you have no control over him, or you don't give a damn ... I'd like to know which."
Penny's anger came to a head.
"I don't think it's any of your bloody business."
Scott swayed a little, the effect of the booze taking its toll. He grinned and let his eyes move over Penny's well-built body.
"I wouldn't say that, baby ... if you don't give a damn, it might be very much my business ... "
Penny looked at him coldly.
"How do you figure that?"
Scott's grin broadened.
"Easy, baby ... if you don't give a damn, I'm going to screw you ... "
Penny couldn't believe her ears for a second. At first she was surprised, then angry; arid finally, as Scott began to move toward her, she was frightened. She threw the last of her drink into his face and sidestepped him; then she ran down off the sundeck and started down the trail that seemed to lead to the water.
Val had only waited long enough to reach the sandy beach. She hadn't said a word, just spun around and reached back to unsnap the top of her bikini. For a second Ron was too engrossed in her full, hard-tipped breasts to move; and then he was undoing his pants and shoving them down. Val had wriggled free of the bikini bottom and was waiting for him on the sand when his erect cock broke free of his shorts and pulsed hotly before her. She moaned softly and spread her thighs; then Ron was on top of her, his thick cock driving into her hot, open lips.
Penny ran blindly onto the beach and almost fell over Ron's bouncing ass. Both Val and Ron looked up in surprise as Penny stared down at them; then Ron began to pull himself out of Val. Val took a split second to size up the couple; then she realized that she had victory within her grasp, and she reached for Ron's hips and pulled his throbbing cock back into her.
Ron glanced from Penny to Val; and then, with a shrug, he thrust his hips forward and drove his cock fully into Val. Penny stared down at them, her mouth hanging open. There were so many things she wanted to say, but they wouldn't come. Tears filled her eyes; then she turned and began to walk down the beach, her feet moving automatically.
Ron took a couple more strokes in Val, and then pulled out of her. He flushed slightly and stood up, looking down at his semi-erect cock.
"Sorry, she screwed it up, I'm afraid."
Val smiled and began to pull herself up.
"There will be plenty of opportunities yet."
Ron looked down the beach at Penny who was quickly disappearing, and he spoke more to himself than to Val.
"She's going the wrong way ... maybe I'd better go after her."
Val looked down the beach at Penny, then back at Ron.
"I don't think it would do any good; do you?" Ron shrugged and turned to face Val. "No, I don't think it would ... not now. She'll get over it later."
Val grinned and dropped to her knees in front of him. In seconds she had his cock in her mouth, and Ron groaned as it began to grow again.
Mel made a short note in his book and then dropped it back onto the table beside the phone. He stretched and leaned back into the comfortable chair.
As usual, everything was going smoothly, and he wasn't needed. It made him feel good to know that he had capable men working for him, but it made him feel slightly inadequate and useless at the same time. He reached over and picked up the glass beside the phone and drained it; then he stood up.
He needed a little exercise; it always relaxed him, and he wanted to forget what had happened during the afternoon. There was no denying that he had needed the sexual release, but he wished he'd never got mixed up with a married couple. He didn't want to have any part in breaking up a marriage-especially after what had happened to his own.
He had promised himself to stay away from Val and Scott. In fact, he was going to leave the next day, because he knew that his sexual awareness had come out into the open again, and he wanted sex now just as badly as he had wanted it in the afternoon. If he stayed, he would avail himself of Val again, and he knew it; so he would leave and find a few single broads to handle the sexual appetite he'd built up over the past few months.
He grabbed a towel and left the cabin. The last rays of the sun were at his back as he walked down the winding path to the beach, and he filled his lungs with the clean fresh air and picked up his pace.