Terms and Submission

By Melvin & Ana Melons

I was lazing in my Sanctum of Sin; my phone held over my head as I scrolled through images of women in various stages of undress. Ana popped her head in my door with a mischievous grin. Her dirty blonde hair was down and swayed as she stepped halfway inside. The violet glow of my sanctum was on one half of her body and the hallway light on the other. “Hey, what are you doing, looking at titties?”

I turned my phone to show her she was right. I watched her face as she studied the photo. Never in my life have I met a creature who loves breasts as much as Ana does. I could see the curiosity and intrigue in her blue eyes as she studied the photo.

She started to nod and looked me in the eyes. “They’re not as nice as these.” As she spoke she raised her shirt. I placed a hand on my chest and gasped in awe as her divine delights lit up my sanctum with their radiant glory. They tumbled elegantly from her white tank top and bounced unrepentantly onto her chest. Her ghostly faint nipples were easy for my trained eyes to spot as she tossed them back and forth with a silly grin.

“Why don’t you bring those over here, I promise to bite,” I taunted.

Her lascivious grin became a flawless smile framed by the most adorable dimples. “I was looking at them too.” She pulled out her phone and showed it to me. On the screen I could see a woman’s chest spilling out of a black dress. The dress had a pattern of a few distinct kinds of stars spaced randomly. The dress was cute, but her tits stole the show. She had her left hand wearing a diamond wedding ring on her collarbone, the mound of her breast obscuring it partially.

“I’d glaze those in a heartbeat.” I licked my lips and winked like a creep as I replied.

“Tell her that.” Ana laughed. She sent something before lowering the phone, stepping out of my sanctum, and moving into the living room.

I got an alert on my phone. A message from Ana. I opened it up to find a link to an online profile. I clicked the link curious what wonders Ana had to share with me.

          The page loaded on my phone for an account named “EmpressFirefly” I scrolled down to the first image. The title read, “This sexy Wife loves to show off. What do you think?” posted 3 weeks ago. The image showed a beautiful woman with auburn hair and striking pale blue eyes. She was wearing a fitted black halter top beneath a half-zipped, pinstriped hoodie and a choker, one hand above her head, the other out of frame. It was the same woman that Ana had just showed me on her phone. Ana and I have the same taste, and this beauty was definitely our type.

I left a quick comment.

Melons4Melvin: My Wife sent me this profile. We both like what we see.

          “She’s hot as fuck,” I shouted to Ana in the other room. My phone chimed. Ana replied to my comment.

Banana4Ana: I want to go down on her with you.

          I laughed and replied.

Melons4Melvin: I want to go down on you with her.

          “Oooooooh!” I heard Ana from the other room. I moved on to the next Photo. She was wearing a sky-blue dress with a white floral pattern. She was on her knees on the floor in front of a mirror. Curls of warm brown hair licking her bare shoulder. Her cleavage was on display inviting me in. Her thighs could take your breath away, in a variety of ways even before you notice their reflection in the mirror leading to her booty sticking out of lacy black panties. I could visualize the spot on her ass where my hand belongs and I imagined my fingers pressing into her skin, and the playful giggle she’d give as I squeezed.

          Glancing at the photos I noticed Ana tagged me in a comment.

Banana4Ana: We’d look so good on our knees for @Melons4Melvin

Melons4Melvin: @Banana4Ana You bring the lips, I’ll make them glossy.

          My phone chirped and I clicked the notification. I was taken to the comment section of the first image. I read the comments from the beginning.

Melons4Melvin: My Wife sent me this profile. I think we both like what we see.

Banana4Ana: I want to go down on her with you.

Melons4Melvin: I want to go down on you with her.

EmpressFirefly: I want to go down on @Melons4Melvin with @Banana4Ana

Banana4Ana: Let’s leave our lipstick at the base of his shaft.

A sensation pulsed through me causing my whole body to quiver with excitement. I fumbled through another reply.

Melons4Melvin: @Banana4Ana @EmpressFirefly I won’t stop the two of you from marking your territory. I believe the traditional color for marking property lines is purple.

Banana4Ana: @EmpressFirefly It’s also his favorite color. He has a point though; do you have any purple lipstick? I know where mine is at.

          I moved my hand into my pants, touching myself as I thought about their violet lips worshiping me. The horny daydreaming almost took me off course, but a series of notifications brought me back to reality.

EmpressFirefly: I’ll have to buy some.

Banana4Ana: Let us know when you do. We can help you decide.

          There were other notifications too, these were on the second photo.

Banana4Ana: We’d look so good on our knees for @Melons4Melvin

Melons4Melvin: @Banana4Ana You bring the lips, I’ll make them glossy.

EmpressFirefly: I want my tits glossy too.

Banana4Ana: I want her tits glossy too.

Melons4Melvin: I stay very hydrated. There’s plenty to go around.

          I snickered and nodded to myself, satisfied with my own cleverness. I jumped back to her profile and scrolled to the next photo. She was kneeling on the seat of a chair with her ass towards the camera. She was wearing sheer leggings and red panties. Her face was turned away from the camera and she was stretched out onto a nearby table that was covered in drips of paint. She was topless, the slightest hint of her light brown nipples barely visible. Behind her were some out of focus canvases, painted and unpainted. I searched the comments for another of Ana’s horny missives.

Banana4Ana: I want to see my husband’s hands grasp those hips and pull you close.

EmpressFirefly: What will you be doing?

Banana4Ana: I’ll be enjoying the oral you’ll be giving me while Melvin fucks you.

EmpressFirefly: That’s so hot.

Banana4Ana: You’re hot.

EmpressFirefly: Can we DM you?

Melons4Melvin: Please, do.

          The message came quickly. Ana came into the room and read over my shoulder, aloud. “‘OMG, my husband is about to explode.’ Tell him to hold it. Ask if they want a pic.”

We had a brief back and forth.

EmpressFirefly: omg… my husband is about to explode.

Melons4Melvin: Tell him not yet. He has to save it for later.

Melons4Melvin: What about you, how close are you to exploding?

Melons4Melvin: Would you like a few pics?

EmpressFirefly: We’d love some, send as many as you’d like.

EmpressFirefly: I’m getting warmed up.

Melons4Melvin: Let’s get that motor running.

          “They want pics.” I said, opening my gallery. Ana waved her hand over the phone.

          “What if we take one?” she asked. I nodded. We struck a pose. We were sitting on the couch next to each other. I extended my arm and leaned over so we were both in frame. I started counting down. Ana prepared her enthralling smile. At the last second I made a silly face, sticking out my tongue and widening my eyes. Ana lifted her shirt, showing her right breast.

          The picture looked great. I showed it to Ana, and we sent it to them.

Melons4Melvin has sent a photo.

EmpressFirefly: Fuck…

EmpressFirefly: You’re both so sexy. I’m just a little shy.

Melons4Melvin: There’s no need to be shy. We’ll take good care of you.

EmpressFirefly has sent a photo.

          The photo loaded to show her sitting in a chair with a rack of clothes behind her. The image was from her nose to her waist. Her tongue was sticking out of her mouth, and she had one breast pulled out imitating the two of us in the photo we sent.

          “She’s got amazing tits.” Ana spoke lustfully; her eyes fixed on my phone.

          I nodded, “I think we should let her know.”

Melons4Melvin: Ana wants you to know your titties are incredible. I want you to know I agree.

EmpressFirefly: Thank you so much.

EmpressFirefly:  My hubby thinks you all are sexy. He wants to see you enjoying me.

Melons4Melvin: How about a pic of hubby?

          There was a long pause in the chat. Ana and I questioned whether we had crossed a line but soon enough we could see that she was typing back to us.

EmpressFirefly: He’d rather hold off on that for now.

Melons4Melvin: Fair enough.

Melons4Melvin: Would you like something a little spicier?

EmpressFirefly: We’d love that.

Melons4Melvin has sent a photo.

The photo we sent showed Ana with her breasts squeezed tightly together. The tip of my penis was sticking out between them, fully engorged and purple next to her alabaster skin. Ana was smiling, eagerly awaiting her prize. One of those little details only I could see was that I was clearly sucking in my gut and probably holding my breath to help the camera get the best view of the action.

Melons4Melvin: We hope you like it.

EmpressFirefly: We do. Hubby wants me to be next so you can make a big mess of me.

Melons4Melvin: What do you want?

          A message typed out for a long time. Starting and stopping again before it was finally sent.

EmpressFirefly: I want her to fuck my pussy with a strap-on while I have a butt plug in. And I want you to fuck my mouth at the same time as you grab my hair.

          Things were finally starting to heat up. “Shall I?” I asked Ana.

          She snuggled up against me. “Please do.”

Melons4Melvin: What’s your names?

EmpressFirefly: Lara and Tate. You’re Melvin and Ana?

          I gave the reply a thumbs up. Universally recognized yet still the lazy man’s affirmative reply. I took a moment to write up a long opening.

Melons4Melvin: Ana bends Lara down over the bed carefully. Her hand caresses Lara’s back lightly as she moves into position. Her arms are splayed out to her sides with her cheek on the bed trying to see what’s going on behind her. Both women are naked as Ana lubes up a butt plug and slowly inserts it into Lara. Lara lets out a wince that slowly becomes a moan, then a giggle. Ana straightens back up and goes to the table again.

EmpressFirefly: Holy Fuck.

EmpressFirefly: I think I’m going to let you do most of the talking.

Ana slid her hand down into her pants and wiggled her eyebrows at me. “Don’t keep us in suspense.”

Melons4Melvin: Tate is sitting in a chair in the corner of the room. He sees Lara look at him excitedly showing an amethyst gem covering her asshole while Ana fiddles behind her.

Melons4Melvin: I walk over to Lara and take her by the hand. I sit her up at the end of the bed. My fingertips tease her nipples as she unbuckles my pants and lowers them to the ground. She sighs with delight while I rub my flaccid penis on her face. She opens her lips to let me in and feels me swell with her tongue.

          “Mmmm, don’t mind me.” My wife said removing my pants with her free hand and taking me in her mouth. In the warm embrace and silky caress of her lips I lost myself for a moment, fully engrossed in the bliss my wife was eager to provide. After a few moments passed I worked through the distraction and continued.

Melons4Melvin: I move my fingers into Lara’s hair and move her to the floor. She stares up from her knees as she continues to tease me with her tongue.

Melons4Melvin: Tate can see the look of ecstasy on Lara’s face. Her eyes are fixed on mine. As Ana walks over carrying a strap on and her favorite dildo Tate shifts in his chair, unbuckling his pants.

Melons4Melvin: I back away and allow Lara to help Ana with the harness. She slides Ana’s thick pink dildo into the ring and delicately tightens the straps to fit Ana’s body. I move Lara back to the bed and bend her down again. I gently caress her back as I move in front of her.

EmpressFirefly:  I’m so wet, right now.

EmpressFirefly has sent a photo.

          The photo was of her hand. Two fingers held out like a peace sign. They were slick and glistening with strands of viscous fluid between them. Ana quickly reacted, grabbing my phone and sending back a similar photo of her own. Then she touched her finger to the tip of my penis and dragged out a long string of my precum before taking a close-up photo.

Melons4Melvin has sent a photo.

Melons4Melvin has sent a photo.

Melons4Melvin: You’re quite inspiring.

EmpressFirefly: So are you. Don’t let me distract you. What happens next?

          Ana and I shared a laugh. “She’s on the hook and she’s not fighting it. Time to reel her in,” I said.

          “What about him?” Ana asked.

          I snickered as I replied. “Tate jumped out of the water into the boat a long time ago.” I took back my phone and continued.

Melons4Melvin: I put my hands in her hair and pull her close. I plunge into Lara’s lips, my balls tapping her chin with each thrust. Ana comes up behind her and puts a hand on her hips. We can see the anticipation running down Lara’s legs as Ana slowly inserts the thick pink dildo into her. As she does I feel a wave of euphoria go through Lara along with a long and satisfied whimper that vibrates around my erection and makes my knees weak.

Melons4Melvin: Tate is watching us worship Lara with his hand rubbing himself over his clothes. He can barely concentrate, there’s so much to see. His head is darting from place to place.

Melons4Melvin: Her soft auburn hair is wrapped around my hand as I guide her head. The floral smell of her shampoo reaches me, and I indulge in it. It’s sweet, but not innocent. The kind that says, “I like good clean fun, but I’m here to get fucked.”

          Lara sent a laughing emoji and Ana chuckled next to me as she read. Her finger was slick with precum running up and down my shaft. Her eyes are eager for more.

Melons4Melvin: Ana buries the toy inside her, harder now, her thighs slapping against Lara’s supple ass. Each one causing her butt to jiggle and evoking a muffled scream of delight. My eyes go back and forth between my own length disappearing and reappearing, and Ana’s big boobs bouncing just above Lara’s quivering ass and thighs. She was on the edge.

Melons4Melvin: Tate makes a brief sound of satisfaction, but I don’t look away. With one hand on the back of her head and one on her breast I match the rhythm of Lara’s body with my hips. Ana joins and shifts positions. She’s making long thrusts and massaging Lara’s g-spot. I feel her body stiffen and start to convulse. There’s a sound growing inside her. She is sucking so hard my cock comes out of her mouth with a loud pop like a champagne cork, and she overflows with the sounds of glorious rapture, her gasps and screams fill every corner of this room and probably all the adjacent ones too.

EmpressFirefly: omfg, I’m really about to cum over here.

Melons4Melvin: Ana pumped through the aftermath. Lara collapses on the bed, the purple stone of her butt plug shimmering as Ana’s pressed he hips hard against Lara’s ass and slowed to a stop. Lara starts to catch her breath as Ana removes the harness. She lays me down on the bed and climbs on top of me. It takes her seconds before she lets out a loud cry, then falls onto the bed next to Lara. Ana scoots close so that her and Lara’s faces are right next to each other.

EmpressFirefly: That took my breath away.

EmpressFirefly: It’s your turn now.

EmpressFirefly has sent a photo.

          The image showed her from above, sitting on a couch. Lara’s eyes were gazing lustfully into the camera, her lips slightly parted, a hint of tongue visible on her lips and a cute freckle on the tip of her nose. Her left ring finger bore a diamond wedding ring and was lifting her red nightie with white lace over her chest to expose herself to us. Her panties were off, draped over her thigh and covering between her legs.

          Ana was licking her lips next to me, still playing with me as we looked at the photo. Her hand was now fully wrapped around me, her spit lubricating it as it beckoned for me to release.

Melons4Melvin: Lara reaches up with her hand and grasps my shaft, pulling me down to my knees. She’s eager for it. Desperate for her reward.

EmpressFirefly: Give it to me!

Melons4Melvin: Do you want it?

EmpressFirefly: I want it.

Melons4Melvin: Do you need it?

EmpressFirefly: I need it!

Melons4Melvin: Ana begs and teases along with Lara. Their voices in unison coaxing me to give them the reward their hard work deserves. Their touch is pleading with me and who am I to resist? It starts with a growl, then a grunt, before growing into a roar. I erupt, hot liquid appreciation covering their lips, one shot even finding its way all the way down to Lara’s chest. We all take a moment to catch our breath before we clean ourselves up. Spent and satisfied the three of us cuddle as Tate moves about the room straightening up.

EmpressFirefly: Bravo! I’d be an idiot not to ask for an encore!

          Ana got up and went to the closet. She returned with a tablet with the most recent photo they sent to us pulled up on screen. “I already have plans for an encore.”

          “You want me to do a tribute?” I asked.

          She looked away shyly. “Of course I do, and I’m going to help.” I typed out a quick reply as we got set up.

Melons4Melvin: Encore is happening if you like tributes.

EmpressFirefly: I love them! Yay!

Ana got on her knees; her breasts were exposed with one arm underneath them and the other holding the tablet out in front of her. I got out my camera and stepped into position, it was a bit awkward, but the angle looked great.

“We should put down a towel. I just shampooed the carpets.” I said with a shrug. Ana sighed and then nodded to me. I moved over to the closet, grabbed a towel and returned to that same odd position with a great camera angle. “Okay, I’m ready.”

I stroked until I could feel I was close. Ana was begging for the two of them, eager for our encore to impress. I lined up the shot, My hand and cock before Ana’s glorious mounds and Lara’s photo. I throbbed as I growled. I bellowed and screamed as I climaxed. Ana’s chest and Lara’s picture glistened below me. “I told you I was well hydrated.”

Ana burst into laughter before I stopped the video. I quickly reviewed it while Ana cleaned up, then we watched together before we sent the tribute.

          Ana climbed on top of me and started riding. “I love that you stay hard,” she whimpered as she grinded. The phone chimed and I grabbed it reading the message from our new friends aloud.

          “You’re the only man who’s ever made me cum twice in one night.” Ana’s eyes were closed. I felt her muscles grip me tightly and I repeated the message back to her. “you’re the only man who’s ever made me cum twice in one night.”

          Ana wailed “Yes.” I repeated it again and again as she continued to encourage me. Her thighs went rigid, and her shoulders rolled back. I licked one of her boobs as it made its way past my face. She reacted to it, pressing her nipple into my hungry mouth. “Don’t stop.”

          I sucked and bit the way she likes as I continued to repeat the last message. I shifted my hips and pressed myself inside her. She went off like a bomb. She cried out, her whole body quivered and shook as I drove into her from below. I guess that makes me a power bottom.

          As her rapture subsided she rode me again, hard and fast, this time she took control. It didn’t take seconds before she came again. Then, to my amazement, she started again. “If she gets two, I get three.” The last word in the sentence rose in pitch as she reached climax again and we collapsed into a heap on the floor.

          “Wanna go again?” I asked.