Page 29 of Marley
“I’ll give you fat boy, you little prick. Fat or not, I’ll put you on your skinny white arse.”
I shook my head. “You’ve gotta catch me first,” I said with a smile and slammed the door shut in his face.
He knew I don’t mean it. It was the usual banter that went on between the two of us. I was fully aware of the fact that Milo Williams could probably kill me with one hand tied behind his back.
Maca was on the phone when I turned around, ordering up room service and less than five minutes later, two bottles each of Dom Pérignon, Smirnoff Vodka, and Jack Daniels bourbon arrive.
Maca pressed play on the music system and Run DMC and Aerosmith’s‘Walk This Way,’blasted out and the party got started. Alcohol was consumed, coke was lined up on the coffee table and snorted, weed was smoked, and less than an hour later, I had my fingers inside one girl, while another rode my face, and a third sucked on my dick. After pulling my fingers out of Cindy, I lifted the girl off my face by her hips and looked around the room. Despite having two bedrooms, we’d all ended up spread over the two Queen beds in my room.
Maca was flat on his back, two girls kissing his mouth and stroking his cock simultaneously, as a third girl sucked on his balls. I sat back against the padded headboard and lit a joint.
“You girls ever fuck each other?” I asked Cindy.
“All the time,” she said with a lazy smile. She was lying next to a girl named Lori at the end of my bed. Without taking her eyes off me, she pulled Lori in for a kiss. Mel moved from beside me and crawled between Cindy’s legs. I watched as Lori straddled her face and Cindy’s arm snaked around her as she slid two fingers inside her arse.
“Mac! Maca, you seeing this.” He sat up and blinked a few times before looking at me with a smile.
“Fuck,” he said with a laugh.
Without interrupting the rhythm Mel had got going with her tongue and her finger inside Cindy, I pulled her hips up in the air towards me and opened her legs. She was wide open, wet, and glistening. I needed to fuck her. Before I can move and get into position behind her, she stopped what she was doing and looked over her shoulder at me, shaking her head.
“No, I want you both at the same time.” My eyes darted to Maca who was still watching. He nodded his head ... of course he would.
Van Halen was asking‘Why Can’t This Be Love’from the other room and I smiled, thinking to myself that the world would be a much happier place if the rest of the world took a few drugs, had some good sex, and just chilled the fuck out.
Maybe that’s what Len needed in his life.
“Come over here, sweetheart.” Maca said, holding his hand out to Mel.
“Ladies, you wanna go join the party on that bed for a while.” It wasn’t a request, and the three girls, whose names I didn’t know, that were all over him a minute ago, stood and made their way to my bed as I took Mel by the hand and walked over to where Maca was lying flat on his back, waiting, stark bollock naked with his dick hard on the other bed.
“You done this before?” he asked Mel. She shook her head no.
“Me and Cindy with other guys, but never me with two guys. I want to though.”
“You got lube?” He asked. She shook her head no again, and his eyes turned to me. I shrugged my shoulders and headed into the bathroom. The only thing I could find that might be useful was the complimentary hand cream. I headed back out to the bedroom where Mel was sliding a condom onto Maca, who was now sitting back against the headboard. I threw him the hand cream and he laughed.
“I’m improvising,” I told him as I climbed onto the bed.
Mel tore open a condom wrapper and slid it over my rock hard dick as I watched.
“Turn around.” Maca ordered her. “Get on all fours, face the end of the bed and open your legs so that you’re straddling both of us.” She did as she was told, putting her in a position that meant she was wide open to both of us.
“I fucking love being me,” I said to no one in particular.
I watched as Maca pushed two fingers inside her cunt and she instantly pushed back on them.
“You got any preferences, sweetheart? Do you care which one of us fucks what?” I asked her.
She looked over her shoulder at me. “You in my pussy, Maca in my ass.”
I took the hand cream and unscrewed it, squeezing the citrusy smelling lotion onto the crack of her arse. Maca watched me as I dragged it down and circled my fingers around her arsehole. Again, she pushed back, wanting more. Maca adjusted his position and pushed all four of his fingers inside her at the same time I slid my index finger into her arse.
“Oh. Oh god,” she moaned. “Fuck, it’s too much. I’ll come if you keep doing that.”
“That’s okay,” I told her. “We’ll soon make you come again.”
We both worked our fingers inside her at a faster pace. The harder we finger fucked her, the harder she pushed back. I watched as her spine curved and arched.
