Seduction

Seduction, Inc

part 3

Deciding the bed was definitely calling him, Tony pushed to his feet. He quickly pulled the fireplace grate shut, closing out the heat. Smelling the warm scent of the pumpkin candles, he remembered to turn and snuff the remaining few still burning. He shook his head as he surveyed the wrecked apartment in the dim light. Feeling relaxed and sleepy, he decided clothing and dishes could wait till morning. He smiled as he beheld a half-asleep Mela still cradled in Mitchell’s arms, and Mitchell’s pajama bottoms still tangled around his feet.

“Ready for bed?” he questioned Mitchell softly as he met Mitchell’s eyes.

Mitchell smiled ruefully. “I’m far to old for this. You offering to carry us?”

Tony chuckled as he ran his eyes over Mitchell’s muscular frame. “Mela, I can handle – you get a hand to stand and maybe a shoulder to lean against as you stagger down the hall.” He squatted and slipped his arms between Mitchell’s and Pamela’s bodies. As he started to stand lifting her, Pamela eyes flew open. With a half shriek, she wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Tony, put me down. I can walk!” she cried.

Laughing, Tony cradled her closer against his chest. “Don’t worry love, you’re far to light a load and far to precious to be dropped.” He smiled down at her flushed averted face. Poor love, she would be even more embarrassed come morning. His eyes flickered to Mitchell who was still lying supine against the floor. He shook his head sorrowfully. “You are getting old, aren’t you? Do you want me to come back and carry you too?” He teased.

Mitchell grinned back, his eyes traveling over their nude frames and resting on Tony’s partly aroused form. “Naw, I was just appreciating the picture from down here.” He waved Tony on towards the hallway. “I promise as soon as you start to the bedroom, I’ll be right behind. Enjoying the rear view all the way.” He ended with a comical leer.

Tony blew a kiss at Mitchell and turned with Mela still cradled against him. As he strode down the hallway, he could feel Mitchell’s eyes traveling over his frame. After five years together, Mitchell’s heated looks could still arouse him. His attention dropped to Mela, as he felt her stirring in his arms. To his surprise, one of her hands unwrapped slowly from his neck and started a gentle exploring. Maybe she wasn’t as tired or embarrassed as he had thought?

Tony shivered as he felt her nails suddenly scrapped lightly down his throat to his chest. Her small hand kneaded the slabs of his pectorals and swirled a pattern through his chest hair. When she snuggled her head lower on his chest and blew a warm moist breath against his nipple, he yelped.

“Torment me, will you?” Tony growled threateningly. “Think I’m helpless, hmm. Just remember who’s carrying whom!”

Pamela giggled. “But I’m far to precious to drop, remember.” She lightly kissed the side of his neck and blew another warm breath into his ear.

“Mitchell, help!” Tony yelped as he staggered comically through the bedroom door. As he reached the bed, Tony felt Mitchell’s arms slide around his waist. He shuddered as he felt Mitchell’s hands run down his pelvis and teasingly brush the hair around his groin. “No fair,” he gasped.

Mitchell smiled over Tony’s shoulder at Mela. Leaning against Tony’s broad hard back, Mitchell lowered his lips to Tony’s beleaguered ear. With an exaggerated purse of his lips for Mela’s giggling enjoyment, Mitchell blew softly. He smiled and buried his lips against Tony’s nape, causing further shudders. When he felt a soft hand brushing his hair, he raised his head in time to catch a brushing kiss from Mela’s lips. His hands massaged deeper into Tony’s pelvis.

Tony growled and tossed Pamela lightly on the bed. Grabbing Mitchell’s wandering hands, Tony pulled Mitchell from behind him. Mitchell laughingly dug in his heels and resisted Tony’s efforts at pushing him onto the bed too. Planting a teasing kiss on Tony’s lips, Mitchell pulled away and backed up.

“I have to clean up some.” Mitchell gestured downwards and disappeared inside the bathroom.

Tony felt Pamela stiffen and turned to ease her. “He’ll only be an hour, instead of his usual two.” he joked.

Pamela could feel her lips trembling into a semblance of a smile. With an uncertain motion, she smoothed the bed quilt. “Are you joining me or waiting for Mitchell?” She questioned softly.

Tony quickly climbed onto the bed. “Both.” He reassured as he crawled across the vast expanse towards her. He felt slightly uncomfortable as his penis was jutting before him. He started to lie down alongside her, when her hand suddenly stopped him kneeling next to her chest.

“I have a great way we could pass the time.” She said softly, her eyes traveling over his enlarged cock.

Tony felt his stomach tighten, as her warm hand brushed lightly up his shaft and her soft fingers circled his head. A groan was torn from the back of his throat, as she firmly cupped his length.

“I’m a little hungry Tony.” She whispered teasingly. She rose to her knees and leaned forward, her mouth inches from his hard dick. “I think I’ll eat now.” She whispered.

Tony jerked involuntarily as he felt her warm wet tongue lap teasingly at his head and down his shaft. She blew a jet of warm air against his tingling balls.

He groaned and thrust his hand in her soft curly red hair. Gripping the back of her head gently, he tried to pull her mouth away.

“Oh no.” Mela murmured. “You had your way – now it’s my turn. Give it up, Tony. You did promise me dinner.”

Tony licked his lips still tasting Pamela’s honeyed essence coating them. When he felt her mouth surround his cock’s head, he shuddered and admitted defeat by dropping his hands to rest against his thighs. She started off gently, easing his cock slowly deeper into her mouth. Tony’s breath caught and his legs trembled as she pulled him back out and swirled her tongue around his head. He distantly felt pain as his own fingers dug deeply into his thighs. She stopped and mumbled something.

“What?” he gasped.

She reluctantly released him from her mouth. Cupping his balls in one hand and rubbing his throbbing shaft with the other, she finally looked up. “You love a lot of attention devoted to this large head, don’t you?” she whispered as her hand closed tightly over it and squeezed gently.

He jerked shallowly into her small warm hand, watching intently as his head worked back and forth. Tingles ran up and down his spine as her other hand ran gently along his balls and to his hard buttocks. He closed his eyes as she leaned forward and took him back into her mouth. Heat built in his body as she clenched his cheek and held him still. Hungrily she created a tight suction on the tip, continuously swirling her tongue around the head as she worked him shallowly. Tortured by the continuous intense arousal, he felt sweat running from his overheated body. Suddenly she swallowed half of him and eased back down to the head. He wrapped a hand in her hair and one around her hand, forcing her to release him. Pulling her head up to his stomach, he held her still for a few precious moments as he desperately gasped for air.

“Easy hon. Slow down or you’ll have me coming again in seconds.” Tony rasped. Surprising a groan from his throat, he felt her tongue flick out and trail wet moist paths across his taut stomach. She flexed her nails into his buttock, murmuring encouragement as he thrust forward in reaction. He grabbed her waist and abruptly pulled her upright. Encircling her small frame with his arms, he pulled her tightly against him. He released a desperate laugh as he felt her franticly rubbing her beaded nipples into his chest hairs. With his hand on top, he forced her hand down between their bodies to her groin area and pushed her hand firmly against her mound. Rocking slightly, she opened her thighs wider and slipped her hand between.

“God – what a beautiful sight.” Mitchell’s husky voice teased.

Tony and Pamela both glanced at the bathroom. Mitchell was framed in the doorway, a washcloth and towel held in his hands.

“Mitchell,” Pamela called, “hurry up, we’re waiting.”

Tony’s breath caught at her words – words the men had both waited so long to hear. His eyes meant Mitchell’s in cautious delight. Shivering with pleasure, he watched Mitchell walking closer. The bathroom light spilled around Mitchell’s nude form, lovingly caressing his rippling muscles and the cock that stiffened and hardened with every step he took closer.

Pamela continued to rock against him, her nipples rubbing against his lightly furred chest. Tony could smell her arousal perfuming the air. He slipped a hand between her checks and felt her slick fingers working busily within her lips.

“Lay down.” Tony demanded. He suddenly pushed her sideways onto the bed and straightened her curled legs. He felt her eagerly reaching for his cock, pulling him towards her head. The bed dipped behind him and he could feel Mitchell’s warmth. Mitchell’s hand cupped his ass check and moved him firmly towards Pamela’s head. Resisting the second push forward, Tony shoved Mela’s legs open wider and repositioned one of her hands against her dripping wet pussy. Her legs widened as she pushed two fingers deep inside.

“Move forward,” Mitchell’s body spooned against Tony, his legs and hardened cock pushing into Tony’s back. Tony resisted. With a slight exhale, Mitchell picked Tony up and settled him inches from Mela’s head. Mitchell’s hand wrapped around Tony’s throbbing shaft and guided it into Mela’s hungry mouth.

Tony shuddered convulsively, his body caught and held captive by Mitchell’s arms and body and Mela’s mouth. “No, not yet.” He bucked, trying to pull his cock out as he felt seamen beading, building up his length, wanting to explode. His head fell back on Mitchell’s shoulder. Straining backward, Tony caught Mitchell’s dirty blond hair and pulled it forward around their shoulders. Tony then blew a rush of hot air and bit gently into Mitchell’s sensitive neck. As Mitchell shuddered behind him, he managed to pull his cock out of Mela’s warm wet mouth. Hearing Pamela’s protesting moan, Tony’s green eyes sought out his lover’s warm brown ones. “I want to fuck you.” Tony whispered. “But it’s Mela’s night and she’s still hungry.”

Mitchell smiled and rubbed himself against Tony’s warm backside. “The possibilities are endless, love.” Mitchell replied. He ran a hand lightly over Pamela’s smooth stomach. She arched upward and grabbed Mitchell’s hand. Whimpering, she guided his hand to her mound.

Excited, Tony covered Mitchell’s hand and forced it deep into Pamela’s cunt. Groaning, Mitchell rubbed his cock harder against Tony’s ass. Tony pulled forward out of Mitchell’s arms and crossed over Mela’s body, ignoring hands trying to pull/push him down on top of her. Settling on her other side, Tony reached into the nightstand and drew out another tube of lubricate. Starting at his distended head, he slicked the lubricant down his pulsing shaft. He looked up and met Mitchell’s hungry eyes.

“I want you to fuck her.” He said softly.

Mitchell felt a small wet hand grasping his shaft, pulling him forward. He gasped as he barely caught himself before squashing Mela’s tiny form. “Mela, wait.” He demanded.

Pamela wanted to stuff Mitchell inside. She had no intention of waiting. She had wanted someone to fuck her pussy again ever since her ass had been satisfied. Not sure of the dynamics involved with the duo, Mela had thought Tony would be the one to satisfy her insatiable cunt. Now that she knew she could have either cock buried within, she was hungry to try Mitchell. Besides she wanted Mitchell to have his ass invaded with Tony’s huge head, to feel the pleasure/pain of being stretched and filled. She started to turn, to wrap her legs around Mitchell’s waist but Tony’s hand stopped her. He slipped his hand under her ass and lifted her, stuffing hard pillows beneath. She was tilted backwards at a sharp angle, her mound lifted high into the air. She ran her hand up and down Mitchell’s shaft, feeling it pulsate and jerk impatiently. Raising her other hand, she found Tony’s lubricated cock and circled her fingers around his head.

“God, Tony,” Mitchell laughingly groaned as he straightened and covered her hand with his own. “She’s going to be the death of us.”

“Then you better hurry.” Tony replied and smiled down into Mela’s eyes. The gold flecks swirled in the brown depths. He leaned down and kissed her hungry mouth, recognizing his salty taste still flavoring her lips. As Tony sat up, Mitchell’s tongue delved into his mouth.

Tony reluctantly released Mitchell’s tongue and broke the kiss. He was to far along for any more play and didn’t want to cum just yet. Gently he removed Mela’s hand and raised her fingers to his lips. He inhaled deeply and closed his eyes in pleasure. Both of their scents were combined on her sticky fingers. He licked then sucked her middle finger into his mouth.

“Please,” Mela rasped. She planted her feet on the bed and arched her back, thrusting her hips higher as she felt Tony’s tongue rasp against her fingers. Her hand involuntarily tightened around Mitchell’s throbbing shaft. She felt Mitchell’s hand unwrapping hers from around his cock. His hand then descended on her stomach, pushing her writhing hips onto the pillows. Tony’s free hand rubbed lightly over her breasts.

“Shh, Pamela,” Mitchell soothed. He moved between her legs and rubbed the head of his cock around her lips. She sobbed with pleasure as his head brushed against her clit.

As he leaned over her, Mitchell kept Mela spread wide open with his own wide spread thighs. Her heat scorched his cock. He clenched a hand around her ass check and held her tilted. Grasping his shaft, he lubricated his head in her steaming juices and then continued to shallowly fuck her clit. She started to buck and scream beneath him. Her head started to thump against the mattress and Tony had to help hold her down. Unable to take the constant friction on his head, Mitchell finally plunged deep into her. He gasped as she closed tightly around his shaft and milked his length with her muscles. Suddenly, Mitchell felt a brushing movement on his buttocks and a wetness explored his clenched crack. Forcing himself to still his pumping motions, he relaxed his cheeks.

Tony spread Mitchell’s cheeks. He leaned forward and rewarded Mitchell’s stilling and relaxing by licking the exposed ass hole. Tony could feel and see Pamela rocking her hips underneath Mitchell, trying to get the movement she needed to cum to continue. He smiled as he heard Mitchell’s panting agonized groan. Tony thrust his tongue deep and started fucking Mitchell’s hole.

Unable to hold still, Mitchell rocked back against Tony’s invading tongue and pulled almost completely out of Mela’s juicy cunt. He shuddered with the loss of her milking his length. With a grunt he violently slammed his cock back home but this time lost Tony’s tongue. He almost sobbed with frustration.

“God, yes – fuck me, fuck me” Mela keened as she reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck. With an almost inhuman strength she pulled him down till he was completely covering her, his ass jutting high into the air.

A finger invaded his rectum, then two, then three and he was spread wide. Shuddering, heaving against Mela’s rocking form, Mitchell was desperate with anticipation. The fingers were removed and he felt the familiar pressure of Tony’s huge dickhead squeezing slowly inside his hole. Mitchell cried out as Tony’s head finally popped in. His hands trembling, he buried them in the mattress and managed to slightly raise his shaking body.

Tony gasped with pleasure as his cock’s head popped inside Mitchell’s rectum. As Mitchell managed to raise his upper body, Tony slowly buried his shaft in Mitchell’s tight hot ass, forcing Mitchell’s lower body forward and his cock even deeper in Mela’s vagina. Tony could feel the three of them still. He forced his closed eyes open and found Mela watching him; her eyes wide and dazed, her lips parted and breath panting. She reached around Mitchell’s hips and sank her nails into Tony’s hipbones. With their legs tangled, Tony could feel the fine trembling and shaking in all three of their bodies. Unwilling to deny their urgent need to orgasm any longer, Tony grasped Mitchell’s pelvis tightly and started fucking Mitchell desperately. Mitchell was gasping raggedly and writhing inside a squirming Mela.

Mela’s dazed eyes watched Tony pumping into them. Shuddering with the eroticism of the moment, she managed to retract her nails from Tony’s hipbones. She could feel Mitchell moving in time with Tony’s thrusts, supporting himself inches above her body on his shaking arms. Squeezing her hand within those inches, she reached her clit with one finger and pressed hard. Waves swept her body. She was distantly aware of her head banging into the mattress once more and arching her pelvis upward with her planted feet, her pussy eating and clenching around Mitchell’s huge throbbing cock.

“Damn it! Fuck!” Mitchell groaned. Sandwiched between two insatiable forces, he had never felt anything so incredible. He was being eaten alive and invaded at the same time. Mela’s arching was forcing his cock deeper inside her clenching, tightening cunt and at the same time pushing him backward into Tony’s forceful pounding. His whole body shaking uncontrollably, all he could do was writhe desperately between the two of them.

Tony trembled as he heard the wrenched groans issuing from Mitchell and watched Mela cum. He could feel the hot wave of orgasm sweeping his spine and buried his cock deep, pushing Mitchell violently forward into a still thrashing, arching Mela. Wrapping his hands tightly around Mela’s ass, Tony pulled her sharply upward, embedding Mitchell even tighter between their two bodies and forced all three of them to stillness. Feeling Mitchell’s ass suddenly clench tightly around him, Tony exploded.

Mitchell went crazy when Tony squashed the three of them together and held them still. He had to fuck, damn it. Tightening his buttocks, he started to buck backwards when he felt Tony explode. Mela was continuing to lay still, eyes closed and finally replete beneath him. Mitchell felt sweat pouring off his body and cum critically backing up to his brain. “Off, Tony, off, NOW!” Mitchell roared bucking wildly beneath Tony’s suddenly relaxed hold. Unbelievably Mitchell heard Tony laughing. “God damn it, get the fuck out!” he cursed furiously, wriggling his hips from side to side and trying to force Tony’s still hard cock out of his ass.

Tony gasped as Mitchell’s motions wrenched his suddenly tender cock. “Easy – give me a minute.” He tried to sooth, easing backwards.

Mitchell ignored Tony and as soon as he had room to maneuver he started thrashing inside of Mela again.

She gasped and her eyes flew wide open. Putting her hand against Mitchell’s chest, she pushed slightly. “A minute please, Mitchell.” She requested softly, repeating Tony’s request.

“Fuck no. Open wider and arch some more.” He grunted in response. Tony’s cock head was at the very opening of his rectum, making Mitchell shiver with pleasure as he continued to thrash inside Mela’s soaking cunt. When Tony finally pulled all the way out, Mitchell pushed up onto his knees and grabbed Mela’s legs. Raising them up, he placed them on his broad shoulders. She gasped at the change in penetration and tried to pull back slightly. Mitchell firmly grabbed her hips and forced her even higher. Holding her immobile, Mitchell eased in slowly till he was fully buried to the hilt in her in this new position. He watched as Mela groaned and her eyes fluttered closed. Unable to bear the pressure in his cock any longer, Mitchell suddenly started fucking her hard.

Mela screamed as he pounded against her over stimulated tissues, sure he was splitting her in half. In shock at the enforced pleasure/pain feeling, she thrashed beneath the punishing rhythm.

It wasn’t enough. Mitchell forced her even higher and pounded harder, rocking desperately inside her pulsing cunt. Feeling her trying to pull away, he supported her with one hand under her ass and brought his other hand to push hard against her mound. Separating her lips, he pushed his middle finger against her engorged clit. A screaming moan and a sudden clamping of her vagina on his throbbing dick was his award.

Mela screamed again hoarsely as Mitchell forced another orgasm from her body. He continued to pound in her as she came. Finally he stiffened and she felt his cock jerking deep inside her. Distantly she felt motions below her raised hips, then warm hands traveled caressingly up her legs and eased them down to Mitchell’s waist. At the same time, she felt her body being lowered from it’s tilted position to the bed. Pitiful groans issued from both their throats, as Mitchell’s cock rubbed against her tender inner tissues.

She forced her eyes open and watched as a reclining Tony reached up and helped Mitchell slowly lower himself on top of her, his cock still embedded deep.

No longer in the throes of violent lust, Mitchell was once again awakened to the fact of how tiny her form truly was. He eased himself to the side being careful not to crush her but not yet pulling out of her soft warmth.

Tony lay exhausted, no longer sure if he could move. Helping Mela and Mitchell lay down next to him had depleted the few reserves of energy he had left. He cracked an eyelid and glared lazily at the light. Deciding he could easily fall asleep with it on, he spied the towel with the washcloth on top that Mitchell had been carrying from the bathroom. Forcing himself to roll, he reached out and snagged a corner of the towel and carefully pulled both towards him. With a tired smile of triumph, he felt the washcloth. It was wet and soapy on one end and just wet on the other. Silently blessing Mitchell, he washed his cock and dried off. He glanced over his shoulder at the other two. Mela was closest to him, eyes shut and panting softly, a hand still thrown over her head. Mitchell was half draped over her, his body still joined to hers and his head on her pillow. Neither one appeared to be willing to move or interested in washing anything down. He grinned and managed to reach the light switch, clicking it off. A faint bathroom light illuminated the room to the foot of the bed. He could sleep with that. Falling back unto the mattress, he stretched his bodily lazily. Warm hands gripped his shoulder and urged him closer.

Turning slowly, Tony found two sets of eyes watching him and two different hands reaching for him. Closing his eyes in heartfelt thanks, he moved into the waiting arms of his lovers.

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Pamela smiled, secure in the knowledge that the darkness hid her expression. ‘Our third in fact – but only if she felt comfortable’ had been the exact words. When they’d started removing her clothes, it hadn’t taken her long to recall certain conversations. To remember particular movies or toys suggested, to feel all the past hugs and love showered on her by them. All this time she’d been agonizing, feeling guilty even, over the lust and love she felt toward these two – a committed homosexual pair - and they had been purposely planting the ideas in her head. Her smile widened as she recalled the dance they had been leading her on for the last year. So they had seduced her, had they? She thought it had been a wise move to turn the tables so quickly on them and remind them how fast a learner she was. They might be the masters of this particular game, but she was the manager who’d shown these old masters new tricks in only a few short months. She snuggled deeper within the warmth of their loving arms and as she drifted off to sleep, she dreamed about the sweet tricks she’d play to seduce her seducers and claim her place as their lover.