Satiated

Nick was pleased to wake up with a halfway slumbering MJ suckling on his nearly limp prick. Felicia Hardy was resting her head on his shoulder, idly tracing hearts over his sagging chest.

“So, blondie, have fun?” laughed Nick, his arm stroking her smooth skin as she purred contentedly and began to nuzzle his neck.

“Never been fucked to blackout before, came close with Craig, MJ needs some training on how to please a lady, but you sir are true cocksmith.” An obviously satiated and proud voice answered him.

“Happy to oblige any time my lady; with, or without my bitch. Just come scratch on my door and I’ll feed your pussy.” A smiling Nick chuckled. “For now, though you have to leave. I need to shower and have a discussion with Ms. Parker. What are your plans before the beach party?”

“I was thinking of getting changed and lunch, but now a catnap sounds good, too tempting here, so back at my cabin.” Felicia said as she stood and stretched. Her muscles rippling as her tall frame elongated, full breasts jutting out in front of her, her back forming a beautiful arch, causing even a fully satiated Nick to have his cock twitch in MJ’s mouth. God this woman was stunning, only a notch below MJ physically, but there was something about her Nick loved. Maybe he saw himself reflected in her actions.

“Word of warning. You aren’t the only one interested in your bitch. Peter and Craig aren’t the only others you have to worry about, they are merely love rivals.” Felicia warned Nick with care in her eyes as she dressed, perhaps even more beautiful when fully clothed, definitely more seductive.

Nick scoffed with a raised eyebrow, “Love. We have an arrangement, she can fuck other guys, but she’s my bitch. Now come here and give your man a kiss before you slink off.”

Felicia bent over, her deep cleavage in Nick’s face before she licked his lips and stuck her tongue into his mouth. The kiss was playful, teasing, one without a fight for dominance but of equals, then Ms. Hardy strutted out of the room without looking back.

“Sir likes her,” MJ said in between kisses up Nick’s oversized stomach.

Nick looked down at his pet lightly stroking her flaming hair a smile dancing on his face as he thought about the leaving blonde. After a second Nick gripped a bunch of the beautiful wavy silken hair and yanked MJ so she was eye-to-eye with him and replied, “Jealous? Get over it! She may very well become your mistress my dear little Red slut. At the least, she will train you on how to please a lady.”

“Whatever Sir wants.” MJ responded before kissing his chest and moving back down to suckle on her favorite toy.

Little did he know Felicia Hardy had very sensitive ears and heard every word as she listened in from the closed bedroom window, a blush tinging her face as she felt a rush of pleasure to her cunt, and a second rush of guilt to her chest.

“Alright enough of that, shower time before you get back to your cabin. Go warm it up and wait in there.” Ordered Nick as he pulled the beautiful redhead from his limp cock. Yet, it was still larger than Peter mused MJ with a wry smile as she limped to the shower to get the water warm for Sir.

Nick simply rolled to his side and checked his phone before he walked into the shower and stuck his limp cock into his bitches face, “Clean me slut.” MJ got the memo as she engulfed his still thick but flaccid cock. The rubbery head hitting the back of her tongue, salty as ever. She used her head to bob back and forth on the flaccid member, sucking and licking it clean. Her mind not on arousing him, but simply getting him clean. Her hands worked on his feet, working her fingers in between his toes as she used the soap suds she had created with her gently, caring, cautious cleaning. The bar of soap in between her thighs, as they rubbed together to create easy to reach bubbles.

MJ worked her hands up his calves, shins, and thighs before she dislodged from the now semi-hard cock and placed her soapy hands on her own breasts and began to lather the soap in her breasts. And face.

Her next move shocked Nick as she crawled between his open legs and shoved her face directly into his ass crack. Rubbing back and forth she used her face as a towel to clean it. When satisfied she stood behind him, making sure to rub her now soapy tits all the way up his back rolls, her hands going up his sides to soap up his massive love handles and armpits.

MJ finished with his upper body and knelt back down in front of him and took him back into her mouth to suckle as he let the warm water run over him.

“Get up and get a towel to dry me with, you air dry, I want to see your body as much as possible. Then you get dressed before we discuss my reward and you get out of the cabin.”

“Yes, Sir.” MJ said as she dotingly dried ever inch of his flabby body as he leered at her.

He didn’t complain when she spent a few extra minutes sucking the water from his cock and balls.