Logan takes charge

Logan stared hungrily at Max, devouring her naked, gleaming body with his eyes, his mouth thick with saliva and the taste of Max's cum.

He couldn't believe this was happening. Not only was he seeing his angel naked, uninhibited and wild, just as he always had pictured her in his fantasies, but he was actually having sex with her...well, sort of. But it made his point, that they really could have a future, that they could be together, could enjoy each other company, have sex without having to touch one another. And while he was still pissed at Max's lie, he did understand her, why she did so. She needed the distance, she didn't know how to be with someone without physical contact, had never experienced love as he had. But now, thanks to Maria they could let loose all their fantasies and set the ground to a new relationship.

Of course, first he was going to punish her for making his life hell...

"Well Max, I have a few ideas of my own. You did say I could indulge my fantasies, right?" Logan waited until Max nodded, a slight worried frown marring her face. "Then I think you'll find I have a very vivid imagination."

Max bit her lower lip nervously. She knew Logan was very smart and resourceful, and was a real player in his college years. He had a lot more experience than her regarding sex. But the look in his eyes and the evil smirk on his lips made her a little nervous, He had always been calm, collected and in firm control of his emotions. This man, this insanely hot, naked man was an unknown quantity. He looked about to loose control, and that was dangerous. A single mistake and he would be dead. But even though she knew that she should stay back and let Maria take care of him, she couldn't. Fuck, she couldn't even take her eyes away from his glistening, erect cock. Max licked her lips again, her breath catching at the sight. She wanted to lick every last drop of cum from him, then suck his cock and swallow it all, lick and nibble her way up his flat, hard abdomen...

"Lick me clean."

"Uh...what...?" Max was still lost in her mind, imagining the feel of his skin, it's taste, it's smell...it took a minute to register in her mind what Logan had said. "What do you mean?"

"Not you, Max. I was talking to Maria."

Max looked up to his eyes, and saw the evil glint there as he watched her squirm. It was like the bastard had read her mind. It wasn't until his eyes twitched, and a shudder of pleasure run through his chest that she noticed that Maria had leaned up from his position in front of Logan and was doing as he had ordered, using her tongue slowly, licking from the base of his cock to the tip and back again, and then took him entirely in her mouth, letting his cock out slowly until every speck of cum, sperm and saliva was gone.

Logan then went to the dresser by his bed and took a box of condoms from the drawer, opening one and sliding it on, followed by a second one.

"OK then, I'd like a blow job now."

Max moaned loudly, biting her lip and gripping her naked tights to still her hands. She watched as Maria turned over and faced Logan, placing one hand on his hip and taking the base of his cock with the other.

"Oh, sorry, you misunderstood. I meant I want Max to do it"

"What!! Are you crazy?"

"Come on, Max! Ever since I first saw you I've wanted to see those lips of yours wrapped around my cock." As he talked to her, he took Maria's chin gently and rubbed her swollen lips with his thumb, drawing a content purr from her.

Max was frozen, She didn't know what was worst, having Logan taunt her like this or hear that his first memory of her consisted of using her as a sex object. Not that she would've minded, of course, then or now. But it hurt to hear him say that.

"That right, What happened to the most singularly beautiful face you had ever seen?"

Logan laughed, clearly enjoying himself. "Well, that's true. But the other thought was there, too. And you might remember, I was an arrogant prick back then. I knew I was facing an incredibly, mind bogglingly beautiful woman. I just didn't know I was also meeting the love of my life."

Max looked back at him, and saw the old Logan there, her Logan, the one that talked with her, cooked for her and took care of her when she needed it. And then it was gone, and there was lusty, sex crazed Logan again. She shuddered again, love, lust and longing coursing through her. OK. OK, she could deal with this, it was just Logan...she darted a glance at his eyes again and saw the familiar sarcastic smirk, the one he gave her when he was getting his way.

The little shit! He was taunting her! She paused, holding her temper. He was doing a remarkable job, pushing her buttons, guilting her into doing what he wanted...just like old times...Max smiled.

"So you want a blow job, huh You think you're ready for that?"

"I'm as ready as I'll ever be, Max. One thing, though. Put on your gloves. I want you to touch me."

Max raced back to the living room, where she had discarded the black leather gloves before going into the bedroom. When she returned she saw Logan still standing there, Maria kneeling in front of him on the bed stroking him slowly to keep him ready for her. She had a small hand towel with her, and wrapped it around the base of his cock. When Max lifted an eyebrow at that she explained.

"This way there's no risk of some of your saliva coming into direct contact with him. I'll be with you Max, you don't have to worry about anything. I'll make sure nothing happens."

Max nodded distractedly, her gaze already glued on Logan's crotch. Kneeling in front of him besides Maria, she tentatively took his cock in hand, palming his balls with the other. As she darted a look at his eyes she saw them glaze over at her touch. Smiling wickedly she stroked him a few times before bringing her head close to the crown of his cock and sneaking the tip of her tongue over it. Logan shuddered and groaned at the contact, bringing a happy smile to her face. She could do it. She was actually doing it!

Moving her hand from his balls to his chest, rubbing his hard muscles Max started playing with the head of his dick. She licked with quick, short flicks of her tongue while stroking the shaft firmly. After a few minutes she grew tired of playing and took the head into her mouth, rubbing it on the roof of her mouth with her tongue. Max then started to bob up and down on his cock, until it hit the back of her throat. She built a rhythm, taking him in and out of her wet, hot mouth more and more deeply until it filled her and then withdrawing it slowly, hollowing her cheeks and sucking as hard as she could while she did so. Her hand on Logan's ribcage told her that he was near, so she picked up her pace.

Logan started gasping, shuddering with the intensity of his pleasure, and looked away from Max and nodded to Maria. Max was oblivious, lost in the feeling of his quivering cock in her mouth, his muscles clenching without control as he started cumming.

Suddenly, Max felt her sister grabbing her shoulder and pulling her away. She growled in anger and focused her narrowed eyes on Maria...and then opened them in shock as she saw her ripping both condoms away and sucking hard on the tip of Logan's cock while stroking him. Looking up at him she saw his eyes fixed on her, going from her eyes to her swollen, glistening lips. When she felt Maria grab her neck and pushing her forward she didn't fight, didn't question; she trusted Logan implicitly. She was assaulted by the heavy, musky scent of pre-cum emanating from Logan, and looking at his quivering cock as it started twitching she opened her mouth wide..

Max's gaze returned to his face, she wanted to see him cum. She was barely aware of Maria bringing him to climax, there was only Logan and her...and then she felt the first glob of sperm hit her upper lip and nose, dripping slowly down as longer, thicker spurts expertly aimed by Maria shot into her waiting mouth. Max kept her eyes on Logan, watching his face contort in pleasure as he came convulsively, searing the memory in her mind to review later at her pleasure. As the spurts dwindled she felt a thin rope of cum strike her right breast above the nipple. Max purred loudly as she licked the sperm from his face first, and then flicked most of it off her breast with her finger and brought in to her mouth slowly, noticing a large drop about to fall from his cock. Max moved her head forward, going for that last drop when she realized what would happen if she did so. Growling in annoyance she looked pointedly at Maria, who smiled and collected the stray glob of sperm delicately with her tongue before fusing her mouth with Max's, sharing the taste. The moment she felt her sister's soft, cum-soaked tongue touch hers Max was lost. The two women kissed hungrily, caressing each others cheeks, hair, necks and shoulders while Logan watched.

Max was again lost in the silky soft feel of her sister, so completely that it took her a few moments to realize there was a third hand on her body, stroking her hair. Max kept herself still, trusting Logan but not wanting to make any sudden moves that could get him killed. By the way his hand moved on her hair, she knew he was wearing rubber gloves.

She stopped kissing Maria long enough to look at his face, and was assaulted again by a wave of warmth at the love and acceptance she saw there: everything was alright. Logan moved his hand slowly to the back of her neck and gently pushed her face back to Maria's. Taking the hint, Max assaulted her mouth hungrily.

She felt Logan's hand slowly moving down her back, drawing slow, lazy circles on her back, his caresses making her arch her back in pleasure. By the way Maria moaned and reacted he was doing the same to her. Max gasped as she felt his hand going further down, cupping her ass before slipping between her legs from behind and starting to rub her aching pussy.

Logan drew his fingers slowly over the outer lips, before stroking her clit in a slow circular motion and inserting first one, then a second and third finger deep inside her. He worked his fingers in a firm, steady pace, always rubbing his clit.

It didn't take long for the women to come convulsively, screaming their pleasure into each others mouths, while Logan kept working their pussies, prolonging their orgasms as long as possible.

Max felt spent, sated and happy for the first time since she was shot in the woods outside Manticore. She knew this wasn't a cure, she wanted everything from Logan, wanted to have him in every possible way, and give herself to him just as completely, but it was not empty hope either; they could be together, enjoy each other and share their passion, it just would take some patience and creativity. And Logan had proved to be a very creative lover.

Still, it came as a surprise to her to hear his voice. She had had rough week, and had not slept it three days. She was actually tired and looking forward to sleeping curled in his bed. But Logan's words made her open her eyes wide as a new surge of lust run through her.

"OK Max, are you ready for my next fantasy?"