Chapter 10

The next day, Steve pedaled down the path to the creek and found Michelle lying on her towel near the big oak. She turned her head and waved at him and he was once again captivated by her beauty and how awesome she looked in her bikini. It seemed like weeks since Angie had left and he was in dire need of some release. He hoped Michelle felt the same way.

He dropped his bike next to hers and walked over to where she was stretched out on her towel, her long hair fanning out around her head.

“Hey, gorgeous!” he exclaimed, sitting down cross-legged next to her and patting her upper thigh.

She smiled and looked over at him. “Hey, yourself, handsome!”

He looked up toward the path, then back to her. “So, come here often?”

She groaned and sat up, resting her hand on his, then moved it further up her leg. “Please, no more cheesy lines.” They kissed, long and passionately, his hand moving up her body to cup her ample breast, teasing it until her nipples were rock hard. She murmured into his mouth and he pinched it, causing her to cry out and kiss him even harder. He was about to move his hand to the tie between her soft mounds when they heard the sound of an approaching bicycle. They broke off the kiss and Steve sighed.

“Shit.”

Michelle giggled and gave him one last kiss before Artie came into view. “Later, lover!”

Steve looked up. “Hey, Artie!” Michelle also turned and waved.

“Hi, guys!” Artie replied as he made his way over to them. Michelle got up and gave him a deep, wet kiss when he got there and his face was bright red when she finally released him.

“Where’s Jake and Kristi?” she asked him.

“Jake said they’ll be here in an hour or two. Something about her wanting to get something at the mall ... I dunno.”

Michelle looked over at Steve and he could see the mischievous look in her eye. She addressed Artie, but continued to hold Steve’s gaze. “You say they’re gonna be at least an hour?”

Artie unfolded his towel. “That’s what he said.”

She winked at Steve and turned back to Artie. “Hmmm ... now what could the three of us do for an hour?” She placed a finger on her chin and tried to look pensive, then brightened up. “Hey! I know!”

Without a moment’s hesitation, she turned Artie to face her, gave him a quick kiss, then dropped to her knees, her hands grasping his shorts and pulling them down.

“Hey!” he exclaimed, glancing sheepishly at Steve. His cock was already growing because of her passionate kiss and drooped half erect between his legs.

Steve couldn’t help but look at Artie’s massive tool. Holy shit, Michelle wasn’t kidding! As he watched, she began to stroke it, looking up into his face.

“Hey, what?” she asked, grinning devilishly at him. “Are you shy just because Steve’s here?”

Artie shrugged but made no move to stop her. Michelle took his hand and pulled him down to his knees, then pushed him back so he was lying on his back on her towel. She continued to stroke his now rock-hard cock, then lowered her head to it and gave it a long, slow lick. Artie gasped and closed his eyes. Michelle turned to Steve, who was watching this transpire with a look of mild amusement. A week ago, this would have seemed wildly unbelievable, but now it was just another day in his life with Angie and Michelle; and now, it would seem, Artie, too.

Michelle licked her lips and wiggled her bikini-clad ass at him. “I wonder what it would feel like to have a cock in my mouth and pussy at the same time?” she asked, as if talking to herself.

Steve grinned and moved over to her as she lowered her mouth back to Artie’s raging hard-on and began to suck and lick it. He moved behind her and slowly pulled the skimpy garment over her beautifully curved hips, extracting it from between her wet lips. She lifted one leg at a time so he could remove it without breaking her oral rhythm on Artie. He quickly dropped his shorts and placed the tip of his own stiff prick to her puffy lips. With a muffled “mmmph”, she pushed her tiny butt backward and his cock easily slipped into her tight, wet tunnel. He pushed it all the way in, his eyes closing as her tender warmth enveloped him.

He began a slow pumping motion, trying to put the fact that she was sucking on his buddy’s dick out of his mind. Every once in a while she’d release Artie’s cock and moan or tell him how good it felt. They kept this up for a few minutes until Michelle indicated that she wanted to switch.

Steve and Artie exchanged positions, awkwardly trying to avoid any physical or eye contact. Michelle watched them with an amused smile, but said nothing as Steve lay back on the towel. She knelt over him and took his wet cock into her mouth, slurping noisily on it. Artie moved up behind her and pressed his thick meat to her wet pussy.

Steve’s cock had felt great, but this was what she was waiting for. She was more than ready and despite his large size, he easily spread her wide open and pushed half of it into her. She moaned loudly and began to pump back and forth on it. She wanted to see just how much she could handle.

Steve lay back and allowed Michelle to swallow most of his dick. She was getting better at this. Still not up to Angie’s expertise, but definitely improving. He heard her grunting and couldn’t help but look up at Artie’s massive tool pushing into her. She released his cock and lifted her head.

“Oh, fuck! More, baby! Go deeper!”

Steve watched as Artie pushed a little further into Michelle’s tight pussy. She groaned and lowered her head, her hand still caressing Steve’s prick. Her hair brushed across his stomach, tickling him and adding to the sensations her hand and mouth were creating. He longed for her to take him back into her mouth again, but understood why she was a little distracted.

Artie had more than half of his long, thick cock inside her and she craved more. He was already deeper than he had been before, but she was prepared for him this time. There was some pain, true, but it was a good kind of pain! Could she take him all? Only one way to find out!

“More,” she gasped, and began to suck furiously on Steve’s cock. Artie slowly fed another inch into her and she cried out, her voice muffled by Steve’s cock. He stopped and began to withdraw, but she quickly lifted her head and looked back at him.

“No! Don’t stop! I want it all!” He could see the animalistic look in her eyes. “Fuck me with that monster!” she growled and pushed backward, taking in another inch.

Artie continued to feed his cock into her and her cries grew more and more urgent. He was certain he was hurting her, but if he let up, she would just push back against him. She had abandoned Steve for the time being, concentrating instead on the huge phallus filling her womb. He watched in amazement as his cock slowly disappeared into the tight, wet confines of her tender pussy.