Wilding Out in Boston

I was in paradise getting spoiled by two men and it was giving...everything! It was giving me everything I never knew I wanted. My skin was glowing. So much so that my best friend pulled me aside and asked, “What’s it like?”

I knew what she wanted to know if they had doubled me. If they had entered both places at the same time. I smiled, “It’s hard to describe. But the orgasms are unreal.”

She gasped as I went through the naughty details of my morning sex session with Carlo and Dante. How they held me up on the balcony. Carlo was in my center and Dante had penetrated my back door.

“My God, I want to try it.”

“Who were you thinking of to join you and Giorgio?”

She chuckled, “Well, I figured since we’re friends and you’ve already been with my husband—”

“Carlo and Dante?”

“Why not?”

I shrugged, “How would Giorgio respond to that?”

“He’d be fine if I gave him something he wanted,” she replied staring at me.

“Me?”

“Oh come on Jade. I know how much Giorgio loved being with you before we were engaged.”

“Fine. Just this one time.”

She nearly exploded from excitement.

***

Katia got exactly what she wanted. I saw her on the balcony with the twins. They held her up and filled her center and ass with so much cock she grunted and cried out.

Giorgio caressed my face, “Finally. I have missed you.”

He undressed me and we ended up on the bed. He hovered over me as his rod slid in. It was instant satisfaction. I will admit that Giorgio and I had unreal sexual chemistry. It’s like that one person who knows all your spots and angles. I had had a lot of great sex but there was nothing like fucking Giorgio.

And we lay there basking in the amazement of each other. My hips rolled up. I wanted every thick inch and he did not deny my pleasure.

One hand cradled the back of my head as we kissed. My body shuddered. He plunged even deeper. My nails were on his back. “That’s it, Jade. Yes!”

“Oh god, fuck!”

He emptied his load into me with a satisfying grunt and “Ahhhhhh.”

We kissed for several seconds before he rolled off.

*****

One week went by. We were back in Pensacola, Florida after the wedding. I found myself entangled in my friends' marriage. Something I promised myself I wouldn’t allow to happen again but that day in Cabo resurfaced a craving that only Giogop could satisfy.

It was a Saturday night. Katia was lying in bed with her legs spread wide as I tasted her wine. Giorgio was behind me stroking away the minutes.

My hands pressed into her belly as my tongue went deeper. Her nectar was sweet. I felt her fingers in my hair. Her sweet moans filled the room.

Giorgio gripped my ass tightly and thrust so smoothly, I had nutted all over his rod. He pulled me up and I sat back on it. Katia rose to face me. Slowly, she kissed my nipples while juggling my huge breasts.

After he shot his load, the three of us took turns kissing. We giggled.

****

On Monday, I went back to my house. There I found a gift sitting outside. A huge bouquet of red roses with a card, “Cabo was everything.”

I smiled and dialed them. I walked inside with the roses as they joined the call, “Thanks for the flowers, they are lovely.”

“You’re welcome, Bella,” said Dante first.

“What are you two up to?”

“I am in Florence on business,” replied Dante.

Carlo lay in bed with his shirt off, “I am here in New York in my apartment wishing you were here.”

“New York. It’s probably still cold there.”

He laughed, “It’s not so bad. I’ll keep you warm. Come to see me.”

Dante huffed, “Without me?”

“You can come later. When you’re done handling that little situation.”

It was quiet for a moment. Then he responded, “It’ll be two days before I can come.”

I looked at my calendar. “We are still just having fun, right?”

“Of course,” replied Carlo.

“I’ll come for a week or so. I do have a shoot in Boston. I should be able to chill in New York after I complete my assignment.”

*****

Excited. My bags were packed and rested on the floor by the sofa. My flight to Boston was supposed to be Tuesday morning but I changed it to Monday afternoon. Carlo planned to meet me in Boston and spend the night. I’d work and then we’d fly into New York to stay at his place.

I was wearing something simple. A pair of baggy joggers and a cropped top sweater. The doorbell rang, I answered and smiled, “Giorgio, I thought you had work?”

“I was on the phone with Dante earlier. He mentioned that he was meeting up with you and Carlo in New York.”

I nodded, “Yeah. I have a job in Boston and then I’ll go hang with the guys in New York.”

“Are you sure that’s wise? I thought you weren’t trying to fall in love.”

“I’m not. It’s the three of us. I can’t marry two men…even if I wanted to.”

He moved closer to me and lifted my chin, “I will miss you.”

“You have Katia.”

He scoffed, “I know. I just—”

I removed my clothes. He stared at my naked body and instantly, he was stiff. He hurried out of his pants and plunged into my center holding my right leg over his arm as he drilled. “You’re married now, okay?”

“Si.”

“I love you but we can’t be together.”

“I know."

"As long as you play nice, she will always be yours.”

“Si, mi amore.”

“Ahhhhhhhhh!!”

*****

First class. I sat quietly. My phone sounded just before I was about to put it on airplane mode, “Have fun in New York. Send the guys my love, K.”

“Will do,” I replied to her and sent my phone to airplane mode. I adjusted my seat and stared out the window. Then I felt someone to my right. I looked and was instantly struck. He was sinfully good looking.

He wore a fitted shirt with a brand I was familiar with. It was one of the companies I worked with. I smiled and went back to looking out the window.

“I’m not trying to be weird or anything like that but you smell real good.”

“Oh thank you. I see you’re wearing Blaze.”

“Yeah. I’m headed to Boston for a job.”

“Oh yeah, me too. I’m Jade.”

“Nice to meet you, Jade. I’m Daniel.”

He had pretty peach-colored lips and this intense gaze. His teeth were perfectly straight. We were preparing to take off. He looked at me, “When do you shoot?”

“Tomorrow and Wednesday.”

“Me too. I guess we’ll be working together. Maybe we can grab something to eat after we’re settled. I’m sure they put us at the same hotel.”

“Um yeah.”

“I mean that’s if your boyfriend or man doesn’t mind.”

I laughed, “No boyfriend.”

He flashed that brilliant smile.

*****

Most of the time, I enjoyed pure silence on my flights, but Daniel was quite the conversationalist. He was originally from New York but moved to Pensacola to help his sister with her kids. He planned to move back to New York after his nieces finished high school.

“This is my niece, Marisol, she’s graduating this year in June. And this one is Daniella, she’s in the tenth grade.”

“They are beautiful.”

“Yeah and hella smart. Way smarter than my knuckle-headed sister.”

“Sure you don’t mean that.”

He chuckled, “I love her but he stays picking losers. Two baby daddies and neither one of them is any good.

The first guy ended up trying to rob a bank. He fired on the cops and ended up shot. Now he’s serving time and in a wheelchair. The second guy moved back to Jamaica and she had not heard from him since.

“Now she’s messing with this other knucklehead who doesn’t have a job. I told her wasn’t no way that fucker was moving into her house while I was there helping pay bills.”

“I hear ya.”

“I’m glad you understand. You have any brothers or sisters?”

“Brothers in Losuiana.”

“What part?”

“New Orleans.”

“Get out. I love that place. I think if I didn’t go back to New York, I’d move to New Orleans, but you know the outskirts.”

“I feel ya.”

*****

When the airplane landed in Boston, I turned my phone on. I had a few messages. One was from Carlo stating he couldn’t make it to Boston until Thursday. Since I only planned to be in Boston until Wednesday, I told him I’d meet him in New York. Perfection. Yes, I did have plans to break Daniel in. His energy was everything.

After I collected my carry-on, Daniel and I went to the baggage claim area and waited for our things. “I can get us an Under or Lyft.”

“Sounds good.”

****

We walked to a pizza spot. Of course, he boasted no place had better pizza than NY. But the spot we found had rave reviews. I was eager to try it out.

He pulled out my chair and I sat. We ordered drinks. I had sparkling wine and he had a beer. He asked me why I was single. I didn’t want to go into the whole ordeal about how the guy I fell in love with waited until the woman he got pregnant was two days out from delivery to tell me about the kid.

I said, “It’s complicated and it’s not. I’m still young so who knows? What about you?”

“I’ve been in this on/off situation with a girl in NY. But now, I’m just ready to lock in. you know.”

“I understand.”

“I used to be wild. I was out there sticking and moving but then I moved to Pensacola and slowed down. I started caring for my nieces. I decided I wanted to be the kind of man they’d search for when they were of age. I wanted to be that example of pure love and protection.”

I smiled, “That’s admirable.”

The pizza arrived moments later and we dug in. Huge slices and it was tasty. He contested that even though the pizza was good…it wasn’t better than NY pizza. Specifically the spots in Brooklyn.

“After the shoot, are flying right back?” he asked.

“No. I have another gig. Going to NY.”

“Oh, nice. I wish I could tag along. But I promised my sister I’d be back to help out with the girls. I gotta take care of my princesses. I hope we can connect when you get back.”

“For sure.”

*****

When we returned to the hotel, he walked me to my room. He seemed to linger. I chuckled, “You wanna come in for a little bit?”

He played it cool, “I don’t want you to think anything. Like I’m just out here. You know.”

“It’s cool. I guess I’ll see you tomorrow then.”

Just as I was about to close the door, he stepped inside, “They really did hook us up on these rooms.”

I was like, _you did not come in here to discuss how nice our rooms were. _I walked up to him and touched his package and he was stiff. A nice bulge hiding behind his jeans. He licked his lips and I undid his pants. I felt it and then looked down, “Very nice.”

He chuckled.

I went down. He was no match for my mouth. His knees buckled and he pulled out, “Damn, girl, shit. You gonna make me cum.”

He helped me up and kissed my mouth. “You a freak, ain’t you?”

“So I’ve been told.”

He pulled off my shirt and played with my tits. He sucked them like a hungry newborn baby and I played in his soft strands of jet-black hair. His finger lifted my chin and then his tongue found mine. He was a nasty kisser. Not in a bad way. He loved tongue and we spent a few minutes sucking each other's tongue and lips.

He walked me back until I fell on the bed. He pulled off my joggers and went to slurping my already wet center. My back arched. I cussed. He loved kissing and that included my lips below. I gushed all over him and apologized profusely.

He took my legs and flipped me. I felt him crawl up, push his long rod into me, and start stroking. I squeezed my walls. “Daman girl, you’re savage.”

I chuckled but he was going to remember my pussy forever.

He kissed the back of my neck and stroked slowly. He found a good rhythm and had me humming. I felt his hands ease in front. He played with my gem as he thrust with purpose. He rolled me to the side, “These are two of my favorite positions, “ he confessed.

“I love it too.”

“What’s your favorite?”

“Missionary.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

He pulled out and got on top. I felt him bury his rod deep. My body moved. My tits wobbled with each powerful thrust. He leaned in and kissed my mouth. My hands cupped his firm ass. He thrust even harder and deeper. I felt him unloading.

He rolled off and pulled me close. My pussy was still a mess. But he wanted to cuddle. “I want to stay here with you tonight.”

So, we went to sleep.

*****

The casting call was at 8:00 am. That gave us time to wake up at 6:00 am, have shower sex, and then head downstairs for breakfast. We sat across from each other eating. He was cool. There was something about guys from New York. They had a swag that was sexy as fuck. And the way he eyed me let me know that he was digging me.

He saw that my cup was empty, “You want some more juice?”

“Sure, I’ll have a little bit more.”

He left the table. It gave me time to answer a few text messages. Katia, Giorgio, Dante and Carlo. I put my phone inside my purse and then I heard a familiar voice. I looked up and almost shit a brick. I saw Daniel all buddy with someone I had not seen since he crushed my heart.

When Daniel pointed to the table, my eyes met his. We were both frozen for a moment. Then he nodded. I saw them hug and then Daniel walked over to me, placed the cup down, and sat, “I haven’t seen that guy in years. We went to middle school together. He moved to New Orleans for high school.”

“That’s wild.”

“Yeah. He’s married with a kid now.”

My heart almost sank but I held it together. We finished our meal and headed outside for a cab. I wondered what was Antoine doing in Boston. But did it matter? He was married and had a kid. A life that should have been mine.

Daniel touched my hair, “You good?”

“Yeah.”

He pulled me closer to him, “I know we are just kicking it but when we get back to Pensacola. I want to see you again. For real.”

I nodded, “Sure.”

****

The chemistry between me and Daniel was there. It was evident in the photos. After the shoot was over, Daniel was asked to stay and do another job. I told him I would catch up with him later in the day. As soon as I returned to the hotel, I was confronted by Antoine who stood in the lobby.

I walked up to me, “Hey.”

“Why are you even talking to me?”

“You’re still hurt.”

“Boy, bye. I ain’t studying you.”

“Can we talk?”

I shook my head, “I don’t need to talk to you.”

He sucked his teeth, “You didn’t give us a chance. You just left. We could have worked things out.”

I chuckled, “Anyway. You’re married now. Why are you in my face? And why are you in Boston?”

“My…her family lives here. We’re visiting with the baby.”

“Well, good for you.”

“Don’t be like that. You have no idea how bad it hurt me that I hurt you.”

“I forgive you. Okay. Just go be happy with your wife and kid.”

I hurried toward the elevator. I pressed the button, the doors opened, I stepped inside, and the doors nearly closed. He stepped inside and got so close to me. I pushed him back, “Don’t even try it.”

He placed one hand on the wall and looked into my eyes. His hand caressed my body and went down between my legs. I shook my head, “You can’t be serious.”

“I never stopped loving you.”

“You’re crazy.”

His finger played with my clit and it was odd how I didn’t flinch. The doors opened and we left the car. He followed me to the room and walked inside. I pushed him onto the sofa and sat on his lap. He peeled off my shirt and suckled my nipples. “I knew you still loved me.”

I grabbed his face, “This is a one-time thing.”

He nodded. He whipped out his stick and I sat on it. Up and down I went. His hands caressed my ass. I couldn’t believe it. I was on that rod again after thinking I would never see him again. He lifted me and laid me down. I moaned sweety, “Yeah, you love this dick, right?”

“Just fuck me, Antoine, and be quiet.”

He pulled out and had me turn around. He slapped my ass hard and went to work. We went at it hard until he exploded. His hand cupped my right tit. He whispered into my ear, “I don’t care who you’re with, this pussy will always be mine.”

I smirked. He was married. I was a free woman and I had no intentions of being tied down. I loved my freedom. He pulled out. I stood, “You should go before Daniel gets back.”

“So that’s your new boo?”

“Not your business.”

He nodded as he adjusted himself. He kissed my mouth, “I’ll see you again before you leave Boston.”