Noah comes home

Courtney stared down at her phone, the third unanswered call from Noah ringing away. She was as ready as she could be. She’d spent the afternoon in two different frenzies: first, she had spent an hour after lunch giving herself away to her older collaborator-slash-manager, second; she had spent the rest of the afternoon hurriedly scraping together a plan on how to keep this from obliterating her engagement. Courtney took a deep breath and picked up the call.

“Hey, babe.”

“Hey!” Noah was eager for information. Anything, anything at all, to keep his mind from racing through the many, many possibilities he had been fantasizing about all day. “So, uh, something happened?”

“Promise you won’t be mad.”

“Y-you know I can’t do that.” Noah’s mind raced even faster. He was driving home, having finally checked his phone after a long work day. Courtney’s message had hit him like a truck: “Come straight home. I might have been bad…” He’d called her immediately, but had only gotten her to pick up on his third call, halfway through his commute.

Courtney kept her tone flirtatious. “Well you’re the one who told me to have fun.”

“Okay. True.” Noah took a breath. “I couldn't ever stay mad at you. Just tell me everything.”

“From the start?”

“Yes.” Noah was speeding, barely able to focus on the road.

Courtney sighed with relief, then began her retelling. “Well. We met up for coffee at the shop, it was totally chill at first. He wants us to join him on another trip…”

“Yeah? Where?”

“To Miami. Some big fancy resort down there… right on the beach. It has a club and everything. I get the impression he wants me there for both work and… play.” She took a breath, letting the last sentence sit for a moment. “But we can talk about that later. So we chatted and chatted, then time came to leave the shop. And we didn’t want to just stop talking so…” she gathered her thoughts. “...we got to walking and, I’m sorry babe but I just zoned out. I walked straight home.”

“Fuck, Courtney.” Noah was more astonished than concerned. She’d been adamant that nothing was going to happen again with Jason. “Did he know it was ours?”

“Not at first.” Courtney cringed as she thought back on her mistake. “But then I told him…”

“Courtney, you are so bad.” Noah was only a couple blocks away now. His comment was teasing, with a tone of surprise rather than admonishment.

Courtney kept going, now feeling more like she was gossiping than making a confession. “And we ended up going upstairs to the apartment so I could give him a tour. Which I guess was kind of true.”

Noah’s heart was racing. “Oh my god babe what happened?”

“I don’t really even remember the first part… but he got really close behind me, and I turned around, and,” Courtney hesitated for a second, before blurting it out. “We started making out.”

Noah couldn't think of anything to say. He just sat there, awed. Part of him, a logical part, realized he could be mad about this. He could tell Courtney that she’d said this wouldn’t happen.

“Babe?” Courtney nervously waited for a response.

But Noah couldn’t be mad. Because the overwhelming emotion in his head was‌ thrilled desire. She had done what he’d been fantasizing about, and she was also admitting it right away, soothing his angst.

“God damn, Courtney… I’m so fucking hard right now. What happened next?”

“What happened next? What do you meeean?” Courtney teased him a little, unable to resist the temptation to drag out his desires a little further.

“Did anything else happen after that?” Noah parked his car. He was only a minute’s walk from his front door now.

A smile crossed Courtney’s face. Noah clearly wasn’t that mad. He wasn’t interrogating her. No, instead, he was ravenous for details. “Well, I couldn’t resist. I had to have just a little more… so I got on my knees, and I unzipped his pants…”

“Fuck. Courtney. Please…” Noah was delirious as he ascended the steps. “Tell me.”

“I sucked his dick, Noah.” Courtney admitted matter-of-factly. Once she said it however, her confidence seemed to stall. She’d been reckless earlier, and Noah was sensitive. Had she finally crossed the line?

Noah came bursting into the apartment, a man possessed, **** for his fiancée. She was standing in the middle of the room, phone in hand, and he was all over her in a second, continuing his questions as he kissed her all over. “You sucked him off?” He asked breathlessly.

Courtney could tell just from the look on Noah’s face that he wasn’t even slightly mad at her. He had that ****, hungry-puppydog look he got when they were dirty talking about her last time with Jason. “Yeah, right here in this room. Are you mad at me?”

Noah took a long breath. “No. I think. It’s complicated. But I’m too fucking turned on to care.”

“You told me to have fun, you know.” She teased his waistband as she eyed the tent in his pants. “And trust me, I did.”

“God damn, Courtney… holy shit…” Noah ground himself into her, **** for more.

“Wanna hear all about it?”

“Please.”

She softly pushed him back to the couch, carefully keeping her phone in hand. “Well, you know, I really had a lot of trouble taking his cock into my throat last time… so I really really wanted to see how good I could get at it.”

They both slid onto the couch as Courtney unfastened Noah’s belt and pulled his dick out. She slowly pumped it as she stared him in the eye. A twinge of genuine pity struck her: Poor Noah. He doesn’t know the half of it.

“This time I took him all the way into the back of my throat.” Courtney bit her lip as she spoke.

Noah leaned back on the couch, letting out an astonished moan. “No fucking way.”

“Yeah fucking way.” Courtney moved both her hands as deftly as she could, one jerking her fiancé’s cock, one on her phone. “Wanna see?”

Noah’s head pushed forward, and his eyes shot open in shock. Courtney was playing a video on her phone. It was her kneeling, with her lips around Jason’s cock.

“Did you think I would forget to get you a little something?”

“H-holy shit babe.” Noah’s cock throbbed.

“Yeah? Do you enjoy seeing his big fucking dick go down my throat?”

“Ohgod- fuck” Noah said, shocked by her tone. “Yes, god, yes.”

“I sat on my knees and took his dick down my throat for minutes. Is that what you meant by ‘fun’ today? You wanted me to practice sucking Jason’s dick?”

Noah only moaned in response, barely able to keep it together.

“Because I have a little secret to share with you. If you keep leaving us alone like this…” She smiled as she watched herself deepthroat Jason’s cock on screen. “I’m going to get on my knees again. I can’t help it… I might even be a little obsessed with that perfect cock of his. I’m going to want it inside of me again.” Courtney jacked him off as she bit her lip, ready to make her final confession. “Speaking of which-”

“Oh FUCK.” Noah’s legs tightened up and his voice shuddered as he came, two jets of cum shooting out, draping over his shirt and Courtney’s hand. “God… dammit.” Neither of them had been expecting him to blow his load this fast.

Courtney stopped to gather her thoughts. Her plan had been to unravel the truth slowly, to take advantage of Noah’s heightened arousal to reveal just how far the day had gone. But now he was spent. The words stopped cold in her mouth.

Noah wordlessly unbuttoned his shirt, using it to clean Courtney’s hand. “Wow babe… sorry. That really, really got me.” He chucked the balled-up shirt into the corner of the room and then slipped off the couch into a kneeling position. His hands were around Courtney’s leggings in an instant, and he steadily peeled them off. “Let me make it up to you?”

Courtney panicked internally, alarm bells flashing in her brain. Noah did not know that she had done more than just suck dick. Think! Say something, Courtney! “B-babe. Uh, it’s okay. We can-”

“No, no, I want to.” Noah peeled her leggings off past her ankles.

“We can mess around later,” Courtney said, her mind filling with sudden flashes of her earlier tryst with Jason. Her pussy was still throbbing from the hard fucking she’d received earlier. “Uh, if you want.” The sexy-girl act was melting away in the face of her embarrassment.

“No, I want to get you off, babe. I want to.” Noah grabbed her lacy panties and peeled them slowly off of her slit and down her smooth legs.

Courtney was ready to face the consequences, but she couldn’t bring herself to admit it out loud. Would he see?

Noah finally slid her underwear down and off her legs, now in the perfect position to eat her out. He had never seen her so turned on. Her pussy was red with desire, a slick sheen of wetness all over her normally cute and pink lips. Noah was quite familiar with his fiancée’s pussy‌, and it hadn’t ever looked like this. Jealousy washed over him. Jason had a significant effect on her. He had never gotten Courtney even half this horny below. With only one option for reclamation, he dove in.

Courtney was confused. Had he… not noticed? She had showered, of course, but even then, Jason had so thoroughly ravished her that her pussy still felt sore. She’d been in a constant state of raw arousal since Jason had left, and there was no way everything was “normal” down there. But that didn’t matter. Noah was eating her out like she was his last meal. She allowed herself to relax.

In the depths of post-nut-clarity, Noah thought through everything. He loved knowing that Courtney enjoyed herself. And she clearly had. He had asked for this, outwardly or not. Hell, in his dreams, he had asked for more. Courtney was normally so docile. Seeing the effect Jason had on her, seeing her **** on his huge dick, was too erotic to deny. He had wanted her to do this. Noah kept lapping at her pussy, astonished at her wetness. She wanted to fuck Jason earlier, didn’t she?

Courtney’s confusion melted away as she fell into the familiar feeling of being serviced by Noah. It was sweet how much softer ‌a lover he was than Jason. He carefully licked at her, drawing the usual warm and fuzzy feelings out of her clit, as opposed to the hot and erotic feelings she had experienced earlier, as Jason’s cock split her in half. At that moment, she had been Jason’s slut. Now, she was returning home to her place as Noah’s fiancée. She let go of her guilt and relaxed under his diligent tongue. Deep in the back of her mind, her ego was wallowing in pleasure with the taboo of what Noah was doing. Just a couple of hours ago, her pussy had been full of cock. Now Noah was licking her, none the wiser. Her muscles tensed slightly, and she cooed as Noah brought her to a comfortable climax.

—

Courtney could not bring herself to admit to fucking Jason. Maybe even to herself. Today, she had again gotten completely out of control, an experience becoming increasingly common, and she wasn’t ready to come face to face with it. Besides, with Noah’s little “excursion downstairs” there was no chance of admitting it now, or else she would pile on the surprises a little too thick. Yet every time she thought of Noah between her legs, where Jason’s magnificent cock had been just a couple of hours earlier, a thrill ran through her. Another secret that she would need to keep safe.

But that was it. No more lying, either to Noah or to herself. They had to set some rules for this. The previous plan, to let the one night with Jason in California pass as a steamy memory, was dead. Inevitably, something would eventually happen again. Courtney realized she couldn’t trust herself to stay out of trouble with Jason anymore.

They had separated after a long, silent cuddling session, and Courtney was reheating some leftovers as she worked up the guts to speak. She broke the strange awkwardness that hung over their apartment. “So. Babe. Where do we go from here?”

Noah had swapped into comfier clothes and was resting on the couch. He looked up and replied. “Yeah. Good question.” He took a moment to think. “Do you want to go to Miami?”

Courtney bit her lip. “I do. It would be fun to let loose down there. And… the paycheck would be nice. But it doesn’t have to be anything more than a work trip, if you say so.” As long as you handcuff yourself to me, she thought.

Noah let out a long sigh. “I want to go. With you. And I…” Noah gathered his confidence. He had to take the reins. He couldn’t send her down there without telling her the whole truth. “I wanna see you with him again.” Noah made a careful, **** face, like he wasn’t sure how she would respond.

Courtney celebrated internally. She really was going to have her cake and eat it too. “Noah. We’re in this together. Yes this is crazy. But I wanna be crazy with you, okay?” She set her plate of food down on the coffee table and curled up next to Noah on the couch. “So we need to get our boundaries straight if this is gonna work.”

Noah nodded, thinking it through. “Okay. Rule number one. I want to be there. I want to see. Like the first time. Don’t get me wrong- today was amazing. But from here out, I’m there, okay?”

“Deal.”

“Okay. And, um, just sex, okay? No dates. No PDA. Nothing… intimate, I guess?”

Courtney took a moment. This rule was vague. Was kissing too much? “Okay. No dates or PDA. But I can’t read your mind. So you need to tell me if things feel too intimate, okay?”

“Okay. That’s true. We can feel it out.” Noah took another long breath. There was one major unspoken issue. Noah had to bring it up. “You’re not on the pill, babe. Do you think that maybe condoms would be a good idea or-”

Courtney responded almost instinctively, asserting herself. “Babe. I hate to admit it but… It feels so fucking good. I can time things out, I already keep track anyway.” This time it was Courtney making the pained expression. “And it’s not like it’ll be all the time. We’ll only spend a weekend with Jason every once in a while, go crazy, and play it safe depending on timing. You and I would if… you know.” Courtney took a tiny jab at Noah’s performance. Condoms were the only way he could last more than a couple of strokes, so they had just come naturally to them.

Noah felt a knot of jealousy forming in his stomach, accompanied by the familiar rush of blood to his dick. “Jesus… that’s kind of hot, babe.” His desires were hijacking his brain again. “Okay. But promise to be safe.”

“Yay! Thank you!” Courtney snuggled in tight to him before pulling back and giving him a mischievous look. “How do I get the feeling you’re just as excited as me?” She looked down at the tent forming in his pajama pants. “Are you excited to see me get fucked raw?” She asked impishly.

“Ugh, fuck, yes, I am.”

“Does it turn you on? Knowing he’s going to get me so raw, so close, and you still don’t?” Courtney was starting to enjoy twisting the knife a little.

“Fuck, Courtney…” Noah was dumbstruck.

Courtney changed tones. “You shouldn’t be afraid of what you’re into, you know.” She might have been speaking to herself even more than she was speaking to her fiancé. “We can have our secrets. Just between us.” She kissed Noah softly and sat up. “Now. Back to rules.”

“Right. Uh, Just Jason, okay? Nobody else.”

“That’s easy. No problem there.” I will just slowly go crazy as I wait week after week for good dick…

“And… I think that’s it.”

“Can I suggest a couple?” Courtney’s hand slowly pet circles on Noah’s chest.

“Sure.” Noah looked on expectantly.

“This is stupid. But. No other girls. Okay? If it’s just going to be Jason… It’s just going to be Jason. I know. I know. But I can’t even bear to think-”

“I can do that. It won’t even be that hard!” Noah laughed softly to himself. “I’m not exactly a ripped influencer with a million-something followers.”

“Awh babe, you have your charms! And I want them all to myself. Sorry.” She gave him a big doe-eyed expression. “Last rule. Can you promise to forgive me if I fuck up? I feel afraid I’m gonna do something I shouldn’t.”

Noah took a long breath. This was a big ask. But he needed to place his trust in her for any of this to work. “Promise. Do what comes natural. I’ll tell you if I’m uncomfortable. I promise.”

Having finally had a real talk about what they were doing, the couple finally could enjoy the evening together. The rest of the night passed warmly, the spring sunset casting a warm glow over the newly changed couple as they went about their old routine.

—

Jason opened the text. It was from Noah.

“Figured I would hit up the group since we’re all supposed to be going. We are totally down to do Miami. We talked over everything you guys did yesterday and I just have a couple questions. Call me when you can talk.”

Jason’s brow furrowed. Just what did ‘everything’ mean? Well, given the rest of the text, it either meant ‘everything’ or ‘nothing’. Jason dialed Noah’s number, ready for anything.

“Hey, Jason?” Noah asked on the other side.

“Yep. How’s it going?”

“Good. Look, I know about you and Courtney yesterday. I just want you to know it’s all cool, but if anything else is going to happen in Miami, I’m gonna know about it, alright?”

Jason cracked a smile. He had struck solid gold with these two. The barriers in front of Courtney were coming down fast. He responded calmly, despite the excitement building in his chest. “Deal. Nothing happens behind your back.” Jason looked out the window as he relaxed his tone. “Noah, I wanna level with you.”

“Uh. Okay.”

“Look. This is pretty different, what we’re doing. But,” Jason paused. “I don’t think there has to be winners and losers in this, okay? Courtney is a minx. A complete stunner. But she’s half my age. And then some. My career as the fun handsome travel guy is over if she and I become a thing. Can you imagine the controversy?”

Noah mulled it over for a second before responding. “I think I get what you mean. And, I can relate. Because if her and you become a… ‘thing’ …then well, I guess my life is pretty much over too. So it can’t happen.” He mustered every bit of confidence he had to put some edge in his voice.

“Exactly. It’s in nobody’s interest that any hearts are stolen. You and I know exactly what we want out of this.” Jason stayed even-tempered.

“We do?” Noah said, relaxing a little, if only out of curiosity.

“Let me put it this way. Imagine you own a really nice sports car. Something fast. Now, Noah, can you drive a fast car on a racetrack?”

“I’ve never even tried.”

“So if you wanted to see everything that beautiful car could do… would you drive it yourself?”

“Uh… I guess not.” Noah wasn’t sure where this was going.

“Exactly. You’d get some professional to drive and you’d sit in the passenger seat while you went flying around at two hundred miles per hour. And then you’d be seeing that car at full potential.”

It clicked for Noah. “And you, you’re my pro?”

“Yup. Courtney is like the finest little red Italian supercar that money can buy. Would you really keep her all cooped up at home, unable to unleash her full potential? All you gotta do is just hand me the keys now and then.”

“Uh, I guess that… makes sense. She deserves to be treated right. But I need you to be totally honest with us, okay.” Noah built up the courage to confront Jason, if only a little. “Do not mess with her. You can have your fun, but you don’t get to do whatever you want. She and I are a team.”

“Scout’s honor. Of course I will treat her with respect. But point taken. I trust you will let me know when things go too far for you?”

Noah carefully replied: “You’ll hear about it.”

“Good man. You know this is all in the name of good fun.”

“Yeah. It should be fun. I don’t mean to be so… uh… serious about it. But-”

“No, no, no, don’t worry about it. No hard feelings.” Jason said, gracefully accepting victory.

“Good. So- there are some rules…”

Noah explained the rules ‌they’d laid out the night before. Noah gets to watch, no dates, nobody else. Jason listened intently, agreeing to everything. He noticed Noah didn't mention protection. Jason chuckled. If he had an expensive sports car, he would probably make sure no other man ever even sat in the driver's seat, let alone came inside of it. Or whatever. From Jason’s perspective, Noah was practically handing Courtney over. He was going to take every little bit of her he could get. Noah would get his show, and Jason would get a perfect little blond sex trophy.

The rest of the call was uneventful logistics, coordinating arrivals, departures, and the rest. Jason remained nonchalant, knowing he needed to make Noah comfortable. Internally, however, Jason was swelling with egoistic joy. He was going to get what he wanted. Courtney’s face kept passing through his mind, her expression twisted in orgasmic bliss. Jason was going to teach them, ‌both of them, just how far a **** girl would go for that feeling.

And in the back of his mind, creeping around in his subconscious, it felt bittersweet. He had purposefully painted himself into this corner, really. Afraid of what might happen if he had free rein over Courtney, afraid he couldn’t help himself. He had been telling the truth earlier: he really could destroy his reputation. But he had solved that problem. All he had to do was follow the rules. Not take things too far. Not catch feelings. An easy ask for a serial womanizer like himself.

—

Noah filled Courtney in on his call with Jason. Courtney was ecstatic, though she did her best to hide it. For the rest of the week, she resisted the overwhelming temptation to message Jason and get even the slightest morsel of his attention. She knew deep down that she was developing a twisted obsession with Jason, and she feared the power it was exercising over her. She knew desperation wasn’t a good look either. It was just another hookup for Jason; she would not stoop to being a disposable groupie.

Her energy found other outlets. Noah, for one, had become an excellent release for her sexual frustration. Their dirty talk morphed into anticipation instead of fantasy: She would describe exactly what she wanted to happen, how she wanted Jason to take her, how it would feel. She was enjoying how much she could knock loose in Noah’s psyche, how much he squirmed as she described just how thoroughly she was going to be used.

That Friday, the couple went out for cocktails at a local bar with some friends. After the week they had, it was nice to wind down a bit. They talked about work, mentioned their Miami trip (it was purely business, of course.) The big break impressed their friends, which stoked Courtney’s desire for validation. Courtney talked about how it had all started, with the shoot for the dive bar a few blocks up the street.

Courtney’s friends had only graduated a year before, and most of them were in entry-level work or stuck unemployed at home. Many had been quite skeptical of her turn as an influencer. She was happy to prove them wrong, traveling around with a bona fide professional. The topic of Jason’s good looks even came up, her friends thoroughly impressed that she was getting up close and personal with “such a stud”.

When he was asked how he felt about it, Noah simply smiled and brushed it off as “Just business. It’s all a show.” He enjoyed throwing his friends off their trail. It made him feel like he was in on it, especially after the whole blowjob situation earlier in the week.

A little tipsy, the two of them stumbled out of their rideshare and up the stairs to the apartment.

Courtney couldn’t hold back as Noah fumbled with the keys. “Babe, I’m so… fucking horny.”

Noah got the door open and replied as they shuffled inside. “Yeah? Need something babe?”

“Um, yes… but I can’t get it.”

“And what’s that?” Noah played dumb.

“Jason’s cock, silly.” Her tongue emphasized silly, emphasizing her hunger. “I want it so bad. The girls kept bringing him up and- ughhh…”

“You are bad, bad, bad, you know that?” Noah grabbed her from behind.

Courtney twisted around, face to face. She cocked her head. “Well what can you do about it?”

Noah grabbed her hips and slid his hands over her ass, hidden under her skirt. “I have a few ideas.”

“Really? Because unless you’re hiding that cock of his in the apartment, I don’t think you know what I mean.” She shut the door behind them.

Noah felt a delicious sting of jealousy. “What? Do you just need his cock?”

“Sorry babe, but yesss. I do need it. You let me try it and now I don’t think I can live without...” Courtney slid down to her knees. “It’s just different.” She slowly unzipped his pants, while slowly sliding a hand down into her skirt. “I’m so fucking wet, I was thinking about Miami all day…”

Noah gasped as she placed her lips on his cock. “What do you want him to do to you?”

Courtney sucked him for a minute before pulling back. She looked him in the eye, speaking matter-of-factly. “I want him to fuck me, Noah. I want him to make me cum again on his cock.” She smiled up at him innocently. “Because it’s the best cock I have ever had.” She resumed her sucking, knowing she was pushing things.

Noah only groaned again, the reality of the statement hitting him almost as hard as the sheer eroticism of it. He could not reply, and they both went silent for another minute, the room filling with the sounds of Courtney sucking while she fingered herself under her skirt.

Courtney wanted to finish him off. Her mind was getting dirtier and dirtier, and it seemed to her like Noah had no limit to his fantasies. It was time to see just how far she could go. “He’s gonna fuck me so good, so much better than you, you know that?” She jerked his cock as she looked up at him with a big smile, her eyes intense.

Courtney had finally zeroed in on Noah’s most sensitive fantasies and had hit them square on. He immediately felt the pressure as his balls tightened, preparing to release. In response, Noah grabbed the back of her head and pushed her back down onto his cock, speaking as he came. “He’s gonna fucking use you and fuck you- fucking- raw!” Three jets of Noah’s cum blasted the back of Courtney’s mouth as he finished.

As Noah came down from his ecstasy, Courtney slowly and silently played with herself under her skirt. After Noah shook off the post-nut fog, Courtney got her standard consolation prize: A nice pussy licking.

He carefully guided her to their bedroom and got to work with his tongue. Noah was getting better at doing it after he blew his load early. He still never did it after he’d been inside of her, but in these cases, where she jacked or sucked him off, he was learning to make it up to her. Before all this, he wouldn’t have been in the mood. Now she got head no matter what, though the pleasure wasn’t quite scratching the itch. She needed dick. Well, one dick in particular.

Finally, with the evening’s adventures complete, they slid under the covers. Courtney, self-conscious and just buzzed enough to bring it up, broke the silence. “Hey babe… was the dirty talk earlier okay?”

“Okay? It was awesome. I love it when you tease like that.”

Courtney smiled at him, happy that her theory was true. “Good. I thought you might like it. You know it’s all just fun, right? I don’t mean it.” Courtney told a half-truth. She did not mean to be so mean about it, but Jason absolutely was the best fuck she had ever experienced.

“Of course, Courtney. All just a game.” Noah said, a little sad to have to kill the mystery. A part of him wanted her to be a teasing, uncontrollable slut in reality. But the protective layer of fantasy was probably for the best.

The couple tucked in on their respective sides of the bed and Noah was quickly off to an easy, tipsy sleep. He had a habit of that. It was never so easy for Courtney. She opened her phone, ready to scroll until her eyes went heavy. But lying in bed, cum on her breath, pussy still horny for cock, she had to check in on Jason. He had posted earlier in the afternoon, but nothing she could read any further into. She swiped to their DM’s. God, why won’t you message me! She wanted it. But she still wasn’t **** enough to message first. She retreated to her inbox. Sitting there from only an hour earlier was a message from Bruce, the owner of the bar that she had done her first big hit at.

“Hey beautiful. Wondering if you wanted to come by this week and do another piece. I got customers asking about you, ha ha. I can show you how to mix a couple drinks before the staff are in.”

Courtney bit, any morsel of male attention worth it. “Asking about me, huh?”

Surprisingly, Bruce replied almost immediately. “People ask all the time. Wheres the hot blonde girl. Ha ha. We miss you down here.”

God. Bruce messages like an old man. Well. He literally is an old man, Courtney. She eyed the messages. Bruce was… hitting on her, right? Asking her to come by when the staff weren’t in? God, had she been this blind to men’s attention all her life? She decided to shut him down.

“Sorry. Early doesn’t work. My fiance does all my camera work and he isn’t off until 5”

“Aw, well, you could always just come by to say hi, you know. I bet I could take some good pics of you.”

Jesus, Bruce. Courtney rolled her eyes. Her fingers automatically typed out a reply. “Can’t make it this week, Bruce. But I promise I’ll make the wait worth it.” Send. Courtney stared at the message. She had consciously sent it. But it had sprung out of her, like a reflex. She had flirted back. Embarrassed, she locked her phone before she could see Bruce’s reply. Thankfully, everything had been on her personal account, not the one that she shared with Noah. Shocked by her own behavior, she lay awake another half hour before finally drifting off to sleep.

—

The next week was a blur. They were leaving for their trip early Friday, and everything else melted into the background. Noah’s work was still a mess, with his project growing into a bigger and bigger nightmare. It was nothing they couldn’t figure out, but he (and his supervisor) could tell his overworked attention span was getting the best of him. Noah remained optimistic, knowing the weekend was coming soon. He just had to hang on.

Noah browsed Courtney’s account, again and again reading the lecherous things strangers had commented on her content. This week, he had even taken the time on a lunch break to watch Jason’s full video of their trip, the one he had posted on his channel. Jason was an old-school online presence, and he made longer videos than Courtney did. Noah even recognized a lot of his own camera work.

The other thing Noah recognized was how Jason had edited the video. For one, Noah did not appear in it. At all. The video suggested that Courtney was there single, like the other girls. Jason also cleverly edited Courtney in such a way to imply a tension between them.

Of course, maybe Noah was just filling in the gaps. Courtney and Jason DID have some tension on that trip. But Callie’s portion of the video was a lot sexier, with Jason outright complimenting her. Jason’s roguish charm somehow always came off as endearing, enviable even.

Noah watched every moment of the video, hoping for another tiny detail to reveal itself. He was starving for another hit of horny angst, especially now that he knew Courtney had recorded the blowjob she'd given Jason on her phone. She’d never even taken a real nude for Noah, and now she had a third-base-sextape hiding somewhere. He needed more. That coming weekend, he knew he would get it.

Courtney’s week flew by as she prepared. She spent extra time in the gym, spent hours shopping for outfits, and even scheduled a little something extra: a fresh waxing. She’d never been through the process, never having had the bravery before, but this was different. Courtney had a man to impress. Well, men. Noah counted, of course, but Courtney was most excited about how Jason would react. The weekend was going to be a way to get all of this newfound sexual energy out of her system. Then she could go back to being her old self until the eventual next time they did it. Piece of cake.

She took on a bit of work during the week, but nothing serious. The Miami trip just about made everything else look like chump change. She reviewed some makeup and tried some new styles, bolder and a better fit for a trip to a glamorous hotel. In the meantime, new messages from Bruce sat in her inbox, little red notifications that she badly wanted to check. She almost broke before Jason’s messages rescued her from her attention-starved state.

“Hey. Hope you’re ready for this weekend.” Jason’s message was technically innocent.

“Nearly ready. Anything I need to know in advance?”

“Hope you’ve been drinking lots of water. It gets very sweaty down in Florida.” Jason continued his faux-innocent shtick.

Courtney was catching on. “And I hope you’ve been staying up on your cardio. Wouldn’t want little ol’ me running circles around you.”

“Are you calling me old? I should punish you for that.”

Courtney shivered in horny delight. She wanted it so bad. But she kept it together. “Well you’ll have to catch me, first.”

“I will. And when I do, you’re not going to want to run away again.”

Courtney set her phone down. She could not reply further, her composure completely lost. She would embarrass herself. Her hand migrated to her groin as she thought dirtier and dirtier thoughts.

—

The flight was mercilessly shorter than the one all the way out west, and the couple found their way out to the taxi line in a humid haze. Jason had not really been entirely wrong about the “drink lots of water” advice; The air was hot, humid, and sultry. Everything had a sheen of sweat on it, and the atmosphere set them off right away. Something was different about this trip.

Noah had felt it as soon as they left their apartment. It was like he was leading his fiancee off to be sacrificed. Every fiber of his being was in conflict. This was wrong, a twisted fantasy that he had given life. But it had him. Whatever this was, it had set its claws in him and he had to see this through. Worse still, because of how sensitive Courtney had been since her waxing appointment, they hadn’t had sex in almost a week. He was horny.

So was Courtney. Every shift in her airline seat reminded her of what was coming, as her smooth pussy throbbed in anticipation. She needed dick. Jason’s dick, specifically. She writhed in anticipation: would they fuck first thing? Would they even have time to think about a shoot? She didn’t really care about the job, that could wait.

Courtney loved Noah. And the fact this was at all possible was because of him. The pretense was them having fun as a couple. But Courtney knew, down inside, that she was also excited for her own sake. She was ready to be fucked right.

The ride to the hotel was quick, and Courtney held Noah’s hand the whole way, the both of them needing the other’s support to continue on. They got out at the drop off and a porter unloaded their bags. This was indeed a five-star hotel, with all the staff and equipment to show for it.

They emerged into the vast lobby in awe. It was tropical and palatial inside, large ferns and palms decorating every corner. A vast set of windows at the rear of the building opened up to the beach and ocean beyond.

Standing off to the side of the counter, cool and collected with a pair of sunglasses on and a stylish linen outfit, was Jason. He turned his head towards the couple and recognized them, a big cocky smile forming on his face as he did.

“Hey, you two. Glad you made it in one piece.” Jason paused, giving Courtney a solid once over. “You look good.”

Sparks flew immediately. Courtney rushed forward and gave Jason a big hug. “You too.” She couldn’t speak further, afraid of breaking the rule against PDA already.

“Why don’t you switch into something fun and casual and meet me back down here? We’re busy today.”

Noah and Courtney quickly got their luggage upstairs, practically on autopilot. They were both balls of anticipation, eager for something to happen, for Jason to appear in the room. But he didn’t. It surprised the couple, disappointed them, even. But after a quick change, they were downstairs, ready for anything.

Jason, of course, was in no rush like a twenty-something would be. There was value in taking time for these things, building up some tension. And that was exactly how he had designed the day.

The three of them slid into their chairs in the restaurant, at a small round table just big enough for the three of them. They were all dressed to impress, as was everyone else inside. Even Noah, typically in photographer chic, had pulled out the best items in the wardrobe for this trip, self-conscious about Jason’s effortless style.

Jason broke the ice. “Well, how was the flight?”

Courtney responded. “Pretty good! They didn’t even give us snacks, though.”

“Yeah. It’s kind of a ripoff. Next time I’ll try and get you a first class promo or something. Oh, and sorry I couldn’t pick you guys up this time.” Jason paused and looked over at Noah. “I had the opportunity to rent a little red Italian sports car… and I couldn’t resist. Only two seats, unfortunately.” He cracked a cocky smile.

Noah couldn’t help but smile back and laugh. “Good for you. And don’t worry about it, it wasn’t far for a taxi.”

Courtney watched the exchange between the men, confused. She figured it was some men’s car joke she wasn’t grasping and eyed the menu.

Jason replied. “It’s no problem. Let me know if you want a little ride-along later, Noah. If you’re into that sorta thing.” Jason let the statement hang in the air.

“Ooh the garden salad looks nice. Strawberry vinaigrette, yum!” Courtney unknowingly broke the stalemate.

“Oh, yeah, food. Right.” Jason looked down at the menu, a smile still on his face. “I think something Cuban is in order, given the circumstances.”

Noah chuckled nervously to himself over Jason’s nonchalant attitude. “You know what. I’m dying for a burger.”

The group placed their orders, including a round of drinks for the table.

After a little more chitchat, Courtney's curiosity got the better of her. “So, Jason, what’s on the full schedule this weekend?” She asked, sipping her straw as innocently as she could.

“I’m glad you asked… It’s a busy one. Today we’ve got the restaurant here, then we’ve gotta shoot some stuff by the pool. And we need a lot of establishing shots of the resort. Noah, you better bring your A-game.”

Noah responded. “Not a problem.”

Jason continued. “And Courtney, I hope you’re ready to stay very busy.” He was playing with his food before his sandwich had even arrived.

The tension remained throughout the rest of lunch, hanging in the air as they got pictures of the food and decor. Courtney was even careful to snap a cute picture of Noah sitting at the table, knowing she needed to emphasize him in her posts or else people would definitely start asking questions.

The team rejoined moments later at the pool, having quickly swapped to swimsuits. Noah and Jason brainstormed some angles and began the shoot. Courtney had long ago banished her stage fright while filming in public like this, and it was no trouble for her to be posing in front of the other guests.

But Courtney needed to make a strategic move. And she had good reason. While Noah was across the pool, trying to ‌get a wide shot of them seated under an umbrella, she quietly whispered over to Jason.

“Noah doesn’t know about… everything that happened last time.” She explained, almost apologetically.

“Really now?” Jason’s face unconsciously took on a skeptical look.

“It’s complicated. But he thinks I just blew you. Nothing else… Can you be cool about it?”

“Keeping secrets, are we? Is that not against the rules, then?” Jason teased. “Fair enough. This one is safe with me. But you owe me for my silence.”

Courtney gave him an exaggerated eye roll. “Oh and that would be...?”

“Mmm, you’ll find out later.”

Before Courtney could reply, Noah was returning to give feedback, shutting the conversation down.

It wasn’t long before the two of them were in the pool, taking videos while chatting about the amenities. At one point, they got closer together and hung on the edge of the pool as they gave a rundown of the different packages available at the resort. As Courtney explained the difference between “Platinum Star Ultra” and “Platinum Star Sapphire” members, Jason slowly snuck his hand over to her ass, giving it a solid squeeze under the water. With the waves in the busy pool and with Noah managing the camera on the pool deck, there was zero chance he could see it happening. Courtney did her best to maintain her composure as Jason groped her ass, letting out slight moans under her breath.

But as soon as it started, it was over. Once the shot was done, Jason simply let go of her and got up and out of the pool. The game he was playing was driving Courtney crazy. She was dying for it;‌ she wanted him to call it all off for the day and take her upstairs, to throw her down on the hotel bed. But she was not yet so lucky.

Jason gave her a look. “Why don’t we do that pose we did together in California?”

“Ooh! Good idea.” Courtney was climbing up onto Jason’s shoulders without a second thought.

Noah and Jason made eye contact. Noah set his jaw, knowing what this was all about. This was flirting on the edge of PDA, a little test at the edges of their boundaries. And by the look on his face, Jason was really enjoying it. But instead of intervening, Noah simply snapped a few pics and carried on, not willing to make a scene, and not sure if there was even a scene to make. His cock was hard again, tenting his board shorts to an embarrassing degree. Thankfully, Noah had to be half-submerged to get the photo, so he had an opportunity to stealthily conceal his erection.

From her vantage point on Jason’s shoulders, Courtney caught the familiar sight of Noah adjusting his waistband. She smiled. He’s enjoying himself, isn't he? Good. That makes two of us. Courtney finally let herself down off of Jason’s shoulders. As Jason let her down, he had an excellent opportunity to give her hips another good squeeze. Courtney swooned at the power and confidence of Jason’s grip.

Jason had a look at the pictures before making an announcement. “Well. I think that does it for the pool. And would you look at that? Just about sunset. I’m going to get rinsed off and head up to the room for a drink.” Then the million-dollar question: “Care to join me?”

Both Courtney and Noah blurted out a collective “Yes!” and looked at each other knowingly, needing no other confirmation that the game was on. The three of them climbed out of the pool and hit the poolside showers, before changing back into their clothes. Courtney was practically bouncing as she dashed up the steps back into the hotel, mashing the button for the hotel elevator and giggling as the doors opened and the three of them stepped in.

The elevator door closed, and all pretense fell away. Courtney turned and looked up at Jason. Jason leered down at her, his eyes feasting on her. Slowly, their faces came closer and closer, until they met in a passionate, crazed kiss. Courtney immediately had her hands all over Jason, and he grabbed a handful of her ass as they practically tore into each other.

Noah was dumbfounded, standing in the elevator right next to them. His dick swelled in his pants, and he stared and watched as his fiancée gave herself over to their older manager.

The kiss lasted only until the doors opened on their floor. From there, following the rules best she could, Courtney followed Jason to their suite, eager to get behind closed doors again. Jason tapped the keycard on the door and the three of them walked into the room.

Jason spoke. “Let’s get some champagne open, huh?”

“Yesss let’s.” Courtney replied. “I’m dying for a drink.”

Jason stepped over to the bar and opened the fridge, pulling out two bottles. “Noah, you too?”

“Yes, please, ” Noah noticed he was practically shaking with anticipation, his voice warbling. “Damn…”

Jason handed Noah and Courtney a glass each. “I think this toast is for Courtney. Without her, none of this would be possible.” He placed an arm around her waist, assuming his role as the man in control.

“Oh psh, we all have our place here.” Courtney scoffed. She looked up at Jason. “Don’t we.” She gave him a sultry, come-fuck-me look, and they were all over each other again, kissing in the middle of the room, one hand on their glasses, the other on each other.

Jason withdrew from the kiss, took a step back, and downed the rest of his glass, himself unable to keep up this teasing charade. Noah looked like he was about to die of blue balls, and Courtney was giving him every green light imaginable. Jason set the glass down on the table next to them and watched as Courtney did the same, returning to her place in front of him.

Courtney looked up at Jason, biting her lip. Her dainty hand slithered down his chest and teased his groin. She could tell he was hard, the entire length of his shaft pressed into his pants. “Fuck, Jason…” she slid her hand down his groin, stroking him through the linen.

“Hm? Is there something you want?” Jason said, teasing.

Courtney replied, whispering. “I wanna suck your dick.”

“Louder. He should hear.”

Courtney’s eyes went wide, and then narrowed devilishly. “Jason, please, let me suck your cock?” She said, loud enough for Noah to hear.

Noah’s breaths drew faster. His hands went down his own shorts in response, goaded by the outright neediness of his fiancée’s request.

“Sure, baby. Get out my cock.” Jason punctuated his statement by placing a hand on her shoulder, gently reminding her where she should be.

Courtney fell to her knees on command, the teasing over. She quickly undid Jason’s pants and sprung his cock loose. Courtney looked up and admired both the cock and the man: both powerful, both intoxicatingly dangerous. Courtney would not play hard to get anymore. That act was behind her now. She had no reason to pretend this wasn’t right where she wanted to be. Putting on a show for Noah was the icing on the cake. Her heart raced with excitement as she reached up and grasped Jason’s dick in her hand, leaning in and getting up close.

Jason’s girth eclipsed the tiny blonde’s face. She slowly licked up the length, before taking it in her hand and rubbing her cheek‌ along the shaft, savoring‌ the feeling and scent. Her eyes locked onto Jason’s as she licked back down his shaft and teased his cockhead.

Noah now had his hand all the way into his pants, and was rubbing his dick as he watched. Courtney was unlike she’d ever been before, a girl outright possessed with a desire to please. She’d always been playful with him, giggling and smiling as she played with him. This was different; this was intense, focused, practically hypnotized.

Jason groaned as Courtney finally enveloped his cockhead in her mouth, sucking in a slow rhythm as she kept up her eye contact. Small hollows formed in her cheeks as she sucked Jason’s cockhead, her hand slowly stroking his shaft. Her throat muffled her soft moans as her pussy reacted to her own act of submission. Slowly, she began taking more and more of his dick into her mouth, finally needing to break eye contact in order to focus.

Courtney had struggled twice to suck this beautiful cock, and she was determined to improve every time. She slowly worked herself further and further down his shaft, feeling it deeper and deeper in her mouth, then her throat. Last time, she had come close to taking all of him, and this was going to be another opportunity to impress. She **** herself deep, deep down onto his cock, tears welling in her eyes as her gag reflex begged for mercy.

Noah watched in horny astonishment. Courtney had three-quarters of Jason’s massive cock down her throat, and she was still trying to get more. Jason guided her further and further onto his dick, deeper than Noah could even dream of reaching. Then, as he stared, Courtney withdrew to briefly catch her breath, strings of saliva stringing from her lips to Jason’s cock. She took deep, determined breaths, and turned to look at Noah, winking as she bit her lip. Noah could only reply with a series of nods as he slowly jerked himself under his pants.

Satisfied with her audience’s reaction, Courtney turned back to her duty. Her pussy was practically crying out for attention, but Jason clearly wasn’t done with her throat yet. He had completely stripped down, while Courtney remained in her dress. She started sucking his cock again, sliding her lips back down his throbbing member. Jason grabbed her head in both hands this time, slowly forcing her down onto his cock, setting the pace himself. This was new to Courtney, who normally took the lead during a blowjob, but she went with it, enjoying the feeling of letting go. Still, she felt that familiar urge to improve: she could do so much better for him, take him so much deeper, so much harder. She just needed practice.

Jason slowly fucked her face for a while, savoring the experience, before finally withdrawing his cock from her mouth. Courtney sputtered a bit as she had time to breathe deeply, and looked up at him expectantly. Her eye makeup was running just slightly, and her low moans punctuated her breaths.

“You’re getting pretty fucking good at that, you know.” Jason said.

“Yeah?”

“You were made to suck cock.”

“Oh? Just to suck cock, huh?” Courtney batted her eyes at Jason as she put on a bratty tone. “I can stay down here if you’d like.”

“Nope. You know what you need.” With that, Jason snatched Courtney up and tossed her onto the bed.

As she landed, Courtney yelped, thrilled to be handled so roughly. She found herself laying across the bed, and as she looked across the room at Jason and Noah, a devilish thought crossed her mind. She slid herself across the bed until her head was just hanging over the edge, and beckoned to Jason, who walked around the bed to her. Unsure of the angle, she reached out to stroke Jason’s cock as she spoke, this time at Noah.

“Do you wanna eat me out?” She asked, in a way pleading.

Noah snapped out of his stupor. “Oh… fuck…” Courtney’s statement had come with an entire book of subtext. “Do you wanna eat me out… before he fucks me?” It was pulling at every loose string in Noah’s psyche, all at once erotic and emasculating. Without another word, Noah slowly crept forward, and climbed onto the bed.

Courtney smiled. She really did want her pussy eaten, and something about asking Jason seemed ridiculous. What a perfect excuse to get Noah involved. Courtney slipped her panties off and grabbed hold of Noah’s hair as he climbed forward. She softly guided him into position, feeling his first careful kisses around her soaking pussy.

Noah needed this; needed something to focus on. As he serviced her pussy, his mind cleared, and a sort of peace set in. This was just fun and games. He was enjoying it; she was enjoying it. Little else really mattered. Self-indulgent fantasies clouded his thoughts as he envisioned his fiancée going further and further.

Meanwhile, Courtney began her slow second round on Jason’s cock. With her head leaning back over the edge of the bed, she could take him into her mouth, inverted. Jason stared down at the pretty blonde’s neck as she stuck her tongue out and took his hard cockhead into her mouth. He slowly pushed forward, grabbing her tits through her dress as he thrust into her mouth.

Courtney was not used to this position, and needed to adjust a bit, but the sensation of being at Jason’s mercy, combined with Noah’s dutiful attention to her pussy, was heavenly. She moaned around Jason’s cock as she felt him maul her tits with his rough hands. He was under her dress now, playing with her nipples as he slowly fucked her face. Finally, she had had enough, and pushed Jason back, ready for the main event.

“I’m so fucking horny.” Courtney exclaimed as she sat up, pulling her dress up and off of herself. “I want it.”

“Oh and you’re gonna get it.” Jason growled. He didn’t look away from Courtney as he continued. “Noah, I would get your phone out. Get us some good shots, why don’t you?”

“Yesss babe give us something to watch at hooo-oh shit” Courtney was interrupted by Jason climbing on top of her, his imposing frame surrounding her as he placed his hands on either side of her arms. He leaned down and whispered firmly in her ear.

“Grab my cock, and put me in.” He thrust forward, his cock teasing her cute pink folds as it just missed the mark. Jason’s lips softly teased her ear before slowly kissing down her neck, taking care to move slowly, wanting to **** the impatient blond just a little more.

Courtney needed it. She needed his cock. She reached down with her hand and grabbed it by the shaft, aiming it at her pussy. This is crazy. She thought, realizing just how far things had come, with Noah getting video of this entire insane affair. And then, it was gone, all doubt erased by the feeling of Jason’s hard cock parting her folds.

Noah had gotten into a perfect position to record from a distance. Somehow, the camera ‌between him and his fiancée only enhanced the experience. He watched and recorded as Jason took Courtney right in front of him; the room filled with groans as they reveled in the pleasure of it. Jason slowly bore down on Courtney, his cock pressing into her inch by inch.

Courtney let out a long satisfied moan as Jason bottomed out inside of her. She gasped in satisfaction at the full feeling. Jason slowly started his strokes, withdrawing until just his cockhead was buried in her pussy, then slowly pushing forward and refilling her. Her waxed pussy, slick with her juices, made lewd wet noises with every thrust.

“You wanted this so bad, didn’t you? You needed this cock?” Jason said, looking down at his blond prize.

“God yes, Jason, I was starved for it.” Courtney said breathlessly.

“Good girl. I want you to be thinking of me,” Jason thrust harder. “I want you drooling over my cock, until you can’t fucking stand it.” He punctuated the statement by increasing his pace, angling his cock so it would press into just the right places.

In response, Courtney lifted her legs, pointing her feet up in the air as she angled her hips for deep penetration. “Ooh… It’s been so long, Jason…” Courtney’s voice went low and sultry. “I haven’t been fucked this good in a, um, month”

Jason smiled. “Well, we have all weekend, baby.”

“Can we pleaseee? I wanna fuck like this all daaaay…” Courtney was blissed out, her mind empty of everything but the moment.

“That’s what I like to hear. God you’re insatiable.” Jason leaned back, taking her ankles in his hands as he slammed his cock into her greedy snatch. Her whole body seemed to reverberate with every thrust, shockwaves passing up her tanned thighs, over her tight midriff, up to her perky tits, bouncing them in rhythm to his fucking.

Courtney’s moans echoed off the walls of the hotel, her hands clutching madly at the sheets as she writhed in pleasure. Jason was ratcheting up his conquest with every stroke, his power over Courtney growing in time with her pleasure. Minutes passed like this, Jason subtly changing his pace to keep Courtney’s pleasure slowly building.

Jason suddenly withdrew and pulled Courtney over onto her hands and knees, his movements firm and decisive. He grabbed her hair in his fist and pointed her straight at Noah, giving her instructions as he lined up his cock with her slit:

“Tell your boyfriend how much you like this.” Jason said, purposefully demoting Noah.

“Fuck, babe, he’s so good, so fucking good, “ Courtney was almost incoherent, her words closer to moans. Noah still understood every one. “He’s taking me, he’s taking your girlfriend, ohhh fuck Noah, it’s so fucking good!” Courtney’s likewise reduction of herself to girlfriend was accidental, but the result still stung a little for Noah.

“You like that huh? You want more?” Jason growled, happy with her response.

“God yes, oh god, please.”

“This fuckin weekend, I own this pussy, okay? It’s mine.”

Courtney nodded, words failing her.

Jason insisted. “Who owns this fucking pussy?”

“Ohh god… you do, fucking you do, Jason!”

“That’s fucking right. So tell your boyfriend.”

“N-Noah, Jason owns my pussy, he fucking took it from you -ohhgod- and you let him.” She showed some mercy. “Come here…”

She beckoned to Noah as best as she could while bent over, nodding her head and using her eyes. Noah came forward and got in close to her as Jason continued to pound her from behind.

“Yeah babe?” Noah whispered.

Courtney’s whispered tone was playful, like they were sharing a secret. “This is so fucking good. Are-ohhh-you having fun.”

“God, Courtney, this is hot… yeah, I’m- I’m having fun.”

“Good, because…” Courtney paused as she shut her eyes and savored the fucking she was receiving. She opened them and whispered quietly, a devilish look on her face. “…He’s gonna make me cum.” She raised her voice, speaking back towards Jason. “Fuck JUST like that, Jason, don’t fucking stop!”

Noah stepped back, continuing to record as he watched Courtney change. Her face blushed, her breathing went ragged. Her eyes shut in blissful concentration as she let the pleasure overcome her. The little yelps started, tiny little cries marking every thrust of Jason’s cock into her pussy. Noah had never seen her like this. She was practically out of body, her expression slowly tightening as her orgasm approached.

Courtney’s orgasm overcame her like a tidal wave, her yelps finally giving way to a long, drawn-out moan. This one had been building all day, every little tease, every bit of anticipation. Jason’s patient fucking had continued the escalation, and now Courtney was finally free to let go. Jason's grip tightened, his fingers digging into her hips, his other hand firmly gripping her hair as her body writhed underneath him.

Her moan slowed as the air left her lungs, her legs shaking as she slowly came down off the high. Courtney kept her eyes closed as she tried to reorganize her thoughts. Nothing has ever felt this good. Ever. “Holy fuck.” she said, unable to express herself in a more lucid fashion. Courtney felt a rush of feelings, satisfaction first, but also, in the dark corners of her brain, a kind of fear. Fear of what was happening to her, fear of this spiraling out of control. She was losing her grip on her own sexuality, ceding it one orgasm at a time to her older lover.

“Keep going, please, keep going.” And she could not help but demand more. She needed more. “You fucking own this pussy, oh goddd.”

“You came hard for me. Good girl.” Jason began his strokes again, pushing her face down into the sheets. “Don’t worry, there’s more.”

Jason began long, steady strokes deep into Courtney’s pussy from behind, her arched back allowing him deep into her. Her pussy was overflowing with juices after her orgasm, glistening down the length of his cock. As he steadily pounded her, she reached her hand out blindly toward Noah; her face still against the bedsheet.

Noah took her hand in his and felt her squeeze his fingers, holding hands with his fiancée as she took the massive cock of a man older than both of them put together. Noah held her with one hand as he recorded with the other, her grip squeezing in concert with Jason’s thrusts.

Jason slowly kneaded Courtney’s taut ass with his hand, slowly working his thumb in closer to her cute little asshole. Jason could not resist the urge to tease her ass a little, wanting to know how the little innocent blond would react.

Courtney moaned softly as she felt Jason’s hand tease the cleft of her ass, his thumb just lightly teasing her tight hole. Lost in the moment, Courtney felt both dirty and deliciously submissive. She would have killed Noah for even thinking of something like this. Instead, with Jason, it was a show of Courtney’s sexual obedience. Courtney moaned as she subtly bucked back against his thumb, opening her eyes and staring up through the blond hair draped across her face, a steamy expression grinning back at Jason.

Jason took a mental note of her attitude. Just how far that could he go with her tight little ass? It would have to wait for another time. He hoisted Courtney up, pulling their bodies together with his cock still deep inside of her pussy from behind. He whispered in her ear. “I saw that look. You’re full of surprises.”

“Right now I’m just full of cock.” Courtney barely whispered out the crude joke.

“Oh I can show you full.” Jason adjusted his grip on Courtney, bringing her in tight and rolling her hips to hit her at an even deeper angle.

Noah collapsed into the chair next to the bed, needing to just take the moment in. Jason’s last move, pulling Courtney in close, had separated their hands, and he was now simply a bystander watching Courtney lose herself in pleasure. She was now looking somewhere else, somewhere past Noah, her mind focused on the feelings between her legs.

Courtney had no response to Jason’s last comment and move. He was honing his understanding of her body, of her pussy, of her mind. He was learning about her favorite spots, her favorite angles… he was beating her at her own game. Courtney was always supposed to be doing the impressing. At least with Noah, she was. But with Jason, she was a plaything, a toy in his talented hands. Courtney’s eyes narrowed decisively. This wasn’t over yet. If he liked surprises…

She found the strength to speak: “God, Jason, you fuck me so good.”

“Yeah baby? You like that?”

“Yesss, you are fucking using me so good, please, more, make me your slut, Jason!” Courtney spat out the last part, her instincts driving her on.

Jason finally seemed to break composure. “Damn, what… fuck yeah, baby,” he pulled himself back together. “That’s right, baby. You’re my slut. Take that cock for me in that perfect little pussy and tell me what you are.”

Courtney had overshot. Jason’s words were dripping with pleasure, the effect she was having on him, and the feeling was pushing Courtney’s pleasure onward. “Ohhh fuck, I’m- I’m your fucking slut, Jason. I need your cock. I am yours to fucking USE!”

Jason’s pace picked up and became more erratic. He gripped her hard, pulling her hips down onto his as he kept her hair tightly controlled. His muscled form practically enveloped her. He grunted, the sensation of her perfect pussy beginning to finally wear on his stamina.

Courtney could sense he was getting close. But so was she. And she needed it. “Please, fucking cum inside me, please, inside, inside, insi-” Courtney was already imagining the sensation of being filled raw, and it was too much. God dammit. That was the last thought that went through her mind, a tiny moment of clarity in her subconscious. She was mad at herself. But she wasn’t mad that she was asking to have her unprotected pussy filled with cum on a “safe” day. She wasn’t even remotely mad that she was doing it in front of her fiancé. No, she was mad that she had let Jason win. He’d yet again gotten the best of her.

The feeling was gone as fast as it had arrived, her orgasm crashing over her like a breaking wave, smothering any resistance. She screamed up into the ceiling, her voice going hoarse as her body seized in ecstasy. Jason had her upright, his powerful thrusts slamming into her from behind as he grunted in response to her moaning.

He had her arms in his grip, completely controlling her body.

“I’m going to fill your tight little pussy up, slut!” He barked, losing control.

Courtney could barely respond, her voice strained. “Yes, yes, yes, please, yes!” Tonight’s ravishment was better than her wildest dreams, better than she had been fantasizing all week. This had cemented the changes that had been brewing in her mind. There would be no turning ‌back. No one could take this from her.

Noah’s stomach turned in knots as he watched the scene unfold. He was sitting back, jerking off, trying not to cum. Jason’s expression changed, intensity filling his eyes as he stared down at Courtney. Jason let out a roar, and suddenly slammed himself as deep as he could, driving his cock deep into her as he let out a torrent of potent seed deep into her pussy. Noah could see Courtney’s face change to peaceful bliss as she felt each blast of cum deep inside of her.

Jason held Courtney in place for nearly a minute as he finished filling up the young blond. Then, finally, he relinquished his grip on her and allowed her to slide forward off his cock, and they both collapsed onto the bed, spent, breathing deep.

Jason broke the silence. “Damn. That was even better than the first time.”

“Fuck… Jason, that was amazing.” Courtney was staring up at the ceiling, contemplating the many choices that had led her here.

“You’re pretty fucking impressive, you know that?” Jason continued. “You’ve got a body fucking made for sex, Courtney.” He stopped and looked over at Noah. “What do you think?”

Noah was startled out of his shocked stupor. He had managed not to cum while watching this time, but he had felt like an invisible observer by the end. Jason’s comment reminded him he did, in fact, exist. “You’re telling me. God damn, Courtney. That was fucking incredible.”

Jason sat up and playfully spanked Courtney’s ass. “Well… I think I should leave you two to it… I’ll be in the shower next door.”

Noah stood up, drawn to the sight of his fiancée, ravished and spent on their hotel bed. He approached slowly, taking in the sights and scents. Courtney moaned lightly and looked at Noah, biting her lip. The sound of the shower starting confirmed that they were mostly alone.

“Well, babe, did you have fun?” Courtney said, her voice sultry.

Noah’s mind was spinning a million different directions. “That… was amazing.” He felt a thrill, like the feeling after riding a rollercoaster, a near-****-experience kind of rush. Watching Courtney being so thoroughly used was unlike anything else he’d ever felt. Dangerous, intoxicatingly so. He lowered his voice as he responded. “Did you?”

“What do you think?” Courtney shot back in a flirty tone. “He fucked me so, so hard, babe…” she beckoned to him to join her. “Don’t you want to retake me?”

Noah was on the bed in an instant, his hands all over her. They embraced for a moment, kissing, reconnecting. Noah could smell Jason’s distinct scent on her, an animalistic combination of sweat and expensive cologne. He tenderly kissed her breasts, knowing that tenderness was the one place he could still compete.

Courtney was enjoying Noah’s kind attention, but she still needed just a little more. A dire thought crossed her mind. God, it would feel so good to get eaten out right now. She suppressed the thought and pushed him over on his back. Courtney reached over to the nightstand and snatched a condom that Noah had so dutifully placed there, quietly chuckling to herself as she noticed that pack of XL condoms next to Noah’s standard size ones. Noah must have packed them in case we changed our minds about that little detail… She reached down and slid the condom over Noah’s shaft. He was harder than she’d ever felt him. It brought a smile to her face.

Courtney climbed ‌on top of Noah and teased his cock against her slit. Jason’s thick cum was already slowly oozing out of her, running down Noah’s shaft. Noah stared at her pussy. A day ago, it had been a cute, freshly waxed slit. Now it was obscene, strings of her juices hanging down to her thighs, globs of cum dripping out of her folds. Courtney noticed Noah’s staring. Subtly, she crept forward up Noah’s body, away from his cock, towards his face. She stopped at his chest, letting him get a good look.

“Like what you see?” She subtly thrust her pussy in his direction, as if to silently beg the question: “Would you?”

“Fuck, yes…” Noah got the message. But it was his turn to be selfish. “And I want to be inside of you.”

“Ugh, yes, please.” Courtney needed little convincing either way. She slid back and positioned herself above Noah’s cock, carefully lowering herself down onto him. They both moaned as she enveloped him, both ready to reconnect. She rode him slowly, steadily rolling her hips.

The difference in feeling astonished Noah. Jason had stretched her out, and his cum was oozing out of her with every stroke. This was not the pussy he was used to. Noah grabbed hold of her hips, needing something to focus on as she ramped up to little bounces on top of him.

Courtney smiled with satisfaction as she watched Noah struggle to contain himself, his composure giving way with every stroke. She hadn’t quite been able to rock Jason’s world the way she wanted to, but she could still savor her power over Noah.

“Did you like watching him fuck me? You let me try it and now it’s too late to turn back… I don’t think I can stop…” she cooed, purposefully putting on an innocent voice.

Noah groaned, then responded. “He fucked you good huh?”

“Sooo good.” Courtney “Sorry, but it’s just what a girl needs… good fucking dick.” She punctuated each of those last words with a bounce onto Noah’s dick, finally pushing him over the edge.

Noah moaned, his hands tightly gripping Courtney’s thighs as she ground herself down onto him. Inside the condom, Noah’s cock twitched as it let out a torrent of cum.

“Oh, yes, babe, that’s it, cum for me, cum for me…” Courtney said softly, goading Noah on.

A hushed stillness came over the room as Noah caught his breath. The sun had fully set outside. He looked up at his fiancée, whose eyes still burned with desire. They weren’t even twelve hours into the weekend. He watched as she got up, Jason’s cum running down her thighs. She shot a look over to the door of Jason’s adjoining room, where the shower was still running. In the heights of post-nut-clarity, Noah realized: they might have created a monster.

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