Justin and Melanie lay naked in bed, remains of takeout Chinese spread around them. They had eaten, fucked, slept, then awaken and eaten some more and now were sleepy and lazy. "I need to go home," she murmured, stroking a hand over his belly.
Justin looked over at her. She was everything he wanted and his dick, amazingly, stirred again. "I suppose I should let you," he murmured, rolling onto his side to look at her.
"Walk me down?" she asked, breathlessly. He nodded. They climbed from his bed and gathered the remains of their meal. Dumping it in the trash, they foraged for clothing from the piles spread around the living room. Her stocking were a lost cause and she dumped them, then collected her bag at the door. Justin wore his tee and pants, his boxers still on the floor. He saw her line of sight and grinned.
"Fun?" He teased. He knew he'd remember this afternoon every time he wore them.
"All three," she laughed and kissed him. They left his apartment and got on the elevator. Someone else from his floor got on as well, so they had to behave. Or so Justin thought, until Melanie pressed back against him and rocked her ass against his cock. Without boxers, the zipper was bare against his penis and it created a painful, yet incredibly arousing sensation. As the door opened for her floor, he followed her closely, hoping his neighbor couldn't see the enormous bulge she'd manage to create in 6 short floors. She fumbled a little opening her door, then, surprisingly, hooked his arm and pulled him in.
Melanie shut the door, but left it unlatched. She flicked the light switch on, also starting the myriad of digital video cameras hidden around the room. Then she pulled Justin into the spacious, comfortable living room. It wasn't as grand as his, but there was a huge leather sectional and a velvet chaise lounger. She sat on the lounger and looked up at him.
"What are you up to?" he grinned. She slid her hand over the bulge, pressing along the zipper to see his eyes narrow and darken.
"I lied," she whispered, flicking the snap on his pants open.
"What?" his grin faded.
"I had four promises," she confessed, unzipping his pants and letting his dick surge free, "I wanted to taste and feel you in both your place AND mine..." Grasping his shaft, she opened her mouth and took him in.
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Lance grinned as he monitored the images coming in. Digitals meant he didn't have to worry about the amount of tape and they got incredible quality from the numerous cameras stationed throughout the apartment. Melanie was a gold-caliber whore, he thought watching her mouth stretch around their target's thick cock. He rubbed the bulge in his own jeans. She was his favorite of all the women he'd fucked to keep this business running. Her mouth was incredible, her pussy tight and horny, and her ass made him want to shout for joy. Plus she wanted sex constantly. Her needs and his business had made it hard to hide their work in their last apartment, with the constant in and out of strangers. But that was before he'd decided to let her be the sole video queen. He taped all her encounters and had her satisfy all his own needs in her free time. It was the perfect arrangement.
Lance settled into the office chair and tugged open his jeans. He might as well get some pleasure while she primed their stud. He saw the guy's head fall back and heard his groan as Melanie's hand disappeared into his pants. In a little while, Lance would be savoring their threesome...
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Justin was groaning and humping her mouth as she sucked his cock and her finger twisted in his ass. It wasn't just the tip this time. She'd slid her whole hand into his pants, between his thighs and worked her middle finger deep into his hole. The fact that he was still dressed, that she was still dressed, that he was in a strange apartment - nothing mattered except the draw of pressure around his throbbing penis and the hard little rod thrusting in his ass.
He came in a rush, grunting like a pig as he jerked and spewed in her mouth. He managed to watch this time, seeing the white spunk ooze out around his red cock, then groan as she slid him out and his head popped free. She licked her lips, cleaning the cum away, as she pulled her hands free from his pants.
"I can't believe you let me do that..." he groaned, his body still shaking with reaction. She grinned at him.
"You taste incredible," she teased, "so hot and salty and sticky..." She licked her lips and his cock jerked in mid-air, making her laugh. She turned over, kneeling on hands and knees on the lounger and looked at him over her shoulder. "Fuck me, Justin," she begged, "Fuck me right now." She flicked the skirt of her dress up with one hand, baring herself from the waist.
