Chapter 22: BJ and the Bear

In the bedroom, Mae’s robe and her partners’ clothing had flown off, and Mae had her lips on his cock. Dee had told her how much she enjoyed the feeling of him becoming long, thick, and hard, and Mae was now enjoying that feeling for herself.

After a couple of minutes, he asked her to rise up and get on the bed, face down.

“Oh, Mae! I didn’t know; I didn’t realize.”

A long-ago bear attack disfigured and scarred Mae’s muscular body. Dee had seen this many times, of course, but this was an unexpected shock to Brandon.

“I accidentally wandered between a mama bear and her two cubs, and she disapproved by swiping at my hip, tearing off some of the muscles. They stitched me up, but all that tissue wasn’t going to grow back, of course.”

He gave Dee a sharp look.

“Dolores Lincoln, this is another story which you kept from me. But that’s not important right now. Mae, I’m going to arrange these pillows around your head so that being face down is comfortable for you. And then, for two important reasons, I’m going to give you a gentle and loving massage.

“First, I want to show you that your scars mean nothing to my love and lust for you, Mae. Second, I want you to feel as relaxed, soothed, and comfortable as possible, for when I fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before. Dee, hand me the massage oil, please.

“Now, I want you to guide me, Mae, as far as how much pressure I can use.”

He poured the oil into his hands and rubbed them together for warmth. He started with her feet, careful not to tickle, then began working his way up. Her legs were well muscled, and he found that she enjoyed firm pressure as he worked his way up.

When he reached the damaged area, he lightened up on the pressure but continued swirling and pushing into her scar tissue.

“It’s OK; I love this feeling, but you can skip over the scars if they bother you.”

He didn’t reply; he simply kissed all over the hip area where he’d just been stroking. Then he worked his way into her lower back and up into her shoulder blades, while his erection drooped in between her thighs and nuzzled against her pussy lips.

“Bliss!” breathed Mae.

“Would you like to turn over now so I can do your front?”

“I’ll turn over, but you have to fuck me now. Right now!”

On her back, he paused for a moment just to drink her in. Mae had two thin black braids just down to her collarbones, medium (B or C) breasts that didn’t sag, a firm and muscular belly, and a small tuft of mostly straight pubic hair that left her little lips easily visible below.

Lips that were clearly wet and ready for him, but he didn’t allow himself to be too aggressive. This was wise, because she immediately reacted to the first inch.

“Fuck! Brandon, you’re HUGE. Go slow!”

Dee then moved in and kissed Mae while playing with her nipple.

“Isn’t he great?”

“He’s great, he’s grand, whoa!”

Two more inches slid in. Dee let go of Mae’s nipple and started flogging her own clit, so quickly that they all could hear the wet little noises coming from between her legs.

“Mae, you have all of me. Tell me if I should wait or start.”

“Fuck me, you monster!”

By this point, they were so ratcheted up that the end came soon for them both, followed by a complete sweaty collapse. He was able to keep most of his weight off Mae’s chest, but she was incapable of asking him to move; she was panting so hard.

“Babe, why don’t you roll off my poor friend and rest for a while? I’m going to get us some drinks, and then Mae can watch us. Unless she wore you out.”

“I tried, but he’s like a wild animal. Dee, thank you for sharing him. I’m never going to forget this night.”

“I’m sure you will forget, Mae, after you have him in your ass. It’s even more fun, I promise.”

“Eep!” was all that Mae could say.