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Post by Melanie Benson on Feb 3, 2016 1:08:46 GMT
Melanie Benson was a lot of things but boring was not one of them. She had a theory that only boring people became bored and she'd always promised herself that she must never be boring. Over the years, that had manifested itself in a series of hobbies and - prior to her relationship with Tripp - sexually adventurous behavior. And that was how she had met her friend Courtney. Courtney had attended college with Melanie - when Melanie had attempted college - and the two of them had become fast friends, often going out and painting the town. It was one of those nights when they were out together that a few too many drinks led to the two of them kissing in a club and deciding to bring the same man home together. From there, the two of them eventually made a habit of it - often bored with the traditional dating game Manhattan had to offer, they would get dolled up and go out to find a suitable man - or even sometimes another girl to take home. Melanie viewed it as an experimental phase while Courtney had just declared herself fluid in terms of her sexuality. Sometimes the two of them still would fool around with each other on nights they opted not to go out.
Regardless, somewhere around the time the girls turned twenty, they'd decided it was time to pursue other avenues - but still kept in touch. When Melanie started dating Tripp, many of her friends felt as though she was abandoning them and had turned on her. Courtney was one of the few that stood by her, understanding that relationships changed people's social patterns.
It was the week before, while having lunch with her friend, and explaining to her that Tripp was having a particularly stressful time at work lately that the idea struck her. Courtney had been only too happy to agree and was so eager to do so that she also happily agreed to all of Melanie's ground rules.
That brought them to the current moment, both women clad in matching lingerie that they had purchased earlier in the day. Courtney was sitting on her bed while Melanie took her time making sure everything in the room was perfect. It was only when she heard the key that she'd given Tripp turning in the lock of her apartment that she realized just how nervous she was. What if he was upset? A reassuring look from Courtney told her to just go for it, so Melanie quickly dimmed the lights slightly in her bedroom as her friend shifted to lounge back on her bed. She heard Tripp call out to announce he was there and she climbed onto the bed beside Courtney. "In here. I have something for you!" she called back, she smirked at Courtney and waited patiently for Tripp to walk in.
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Post by Tripp VanderMill on Feb 3, 2016 1:23:04 GMT
It was one of those times where it seemed like anything and everything that could have gone wrong, or that could have simply piled up, had done so over the course of the week. After having reestablished ground rules with Melanie, Tripp had tried to ensure that he avoided an unbalance in his work and home life. It was still odd to think that somewhere in the midst of everything that had happened as a couple that Melanie had become part of his home life. Admittedly, he was quickly realizing that he spent more time with her than he spent time with anyone else, and the most interesting part, he supposed, was that he hadn't seemed to tire of her. Melanie kept things interesting, that was certainly true, and she had provided him with the sense of calm and distraction he needed to continue to separate work from their lives. It was almost by second nature that he had gone to her apartment after work though he had to admit that he was both disappointed and surprised to find that she wasn't there to greet him.
Assuming that she had gotten caught up in one of her many hobbies, he moved in the direction of her bedroom, smirking at the sight of her and another girl in nothing but lingerie.
"What do we have here?" he questioned.
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Post by Melanie Benson on Feb 3, 2016 1:31:23 GMT
Melanie was relieved when he smirked upon walking into the room. She quickly slipped off of the bed and stepped in front of him. "Hi, Sweetheart," she greeted him, leaning up to kiss him on the lips almost sweetly. "This is my friend Courtney. We've been friends for a while and she really wanted to meet you after I told her all about you the other day," she nodded. "Courtney, come say hello to Tripp."
Courtney's heart pounded with excitement. She'd already talked to Melanie and knew that one of the conditions of all of this taking place was that she answered to Melanie. The two girls had enjoyed their share of adventure back in the day and even though time had passed Courtney would have been lying if she said she wasn't excited to relive some of it - especially with Melanie in particular. Still, at Melanie's command that she say hello, she got off of Melanie's bed and stood in front of him. "Hello," she greeted him with a smirk. A push of Melanie's hand on her shoulder sent her immediately down onto her knees in front of the handsome man in front of her and her hands reached for his belt, undoing it and palming him gently through the fabric of his trousers.
Melanie, meanwhile, smirked as Courtney immediately went to work on giving Tripp a proper welcome home. "How was work, Tripp?" she asked him casually.
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Post by Tripp VanderMill on Feb 3, 2016 1:48:25 GMT
Tripp watched his girlfriend for a second, looking down at her in curiosity. Melanie had certainly always been one for surprises but this was beyond the realm of what he had come to expect from her. Though, he wasn't sure that he had really come to expect anything of her. In the five months that they had been together there hadn't been a moment where he thought that he had known exactly what her next move would have been, and so when she continued to greet him as though it were just any other day, he felt his intrigue with the situation grow.
He hadn't even had time to say hello to Melanie's friend before she had been forced down to her knees and he immediately felt his body begin to respond to the events as they unfolded. It was strange, admittedly, to have Melanie continue the conversation while her friend wasted no time in getting to work. "Fine," he answered calmly, trying very hard to focus his attention on his girlfriend. "You've been busy," he commented.
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Post by Melanie Benson on Feb 3, 2016 2:12:16 GMT
Courtney had already set to work, her hand wrapped around Tripp. She had to admit that at first she'd thought that all of the praise Melanie had for her boyfriend was an exaggeration, but so far he hadn't disappointed. Melanie turned her attention to Courtney briefly, lifting her eyebrow up and Courtney leaned in, taking him into her mouth with fervor.
Melanie smiled back up at Tripp as though there were nothing out of the ordinary going on. "Oh, you know, you've just been so stressed lately and I thought that I wanted to do something special to help you with that and to thank you for being so thoughtful lately about calling me when you have to work late." She shrugged a shoulder up and smiled. "So I thought why not?" She stepped a bit closer to him, smirking a bit. "She's very good at that, isn't she? I gave her tips on what you like," she told him, her hand reaching down to grasp her friend's hair and guide her movements a bit, making sure that it was more to her own liking. "I know how much you like games, Tripp. Just look at Courtney as something new for us to play with," she told him, her lips twitching into a smirk.
While Melanie wasn't often afforded much control in the bedroom anymore, she found this a bit exhilarating and wanted to see how far Tripp would let her push it. Turning her attention to her boyfriend, she reached to loosen his tie and unbutton his shirt. "Besides, all of that tension you've been experiencing lately isn't healthy. You need to a way to take care of that, I'm offering you two."
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Post by Tripp VanderMill on Feb 3, 2016 2:22:56 GMT
When he felt Courtney's mouth close around him, Tripp couldn't stop himself from taking a brief, but sharp, intake of breath. It was becoming increasingly difficult to focus on the conversation that Melanie continued to try and draw him into. He knew that she was doing it on purpose, it was her opportunity to tease him in the same manner that he tended to tease her in. He assumed that this was what it was like for her when he brought her to work events and whispered dirty little things in her ear while forcibly reminding her that they needed to stay and mingle with his business associates and clients. He had to admit that he wasn't entirely fond of it, at least not at the moment. Though judging by the look on her face, Melanie was taking a lot of enjoyment from this situation.
"Mmhm," he agreed to the suggestion of looking at Courtney as a toy. It seemed to be what Melanie had already delegated her friend to at the moment, and he couldn't say that he minded. "But what if we break her?" he questioned his girlfriend teasingly. "You know how I generally tend to like to relieve stress in the bedroom, darling."
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Post by Melanie Benson on Feb 3, 2016 2:42:08 GMT
Melanie smirked a bit, pressing her lips to Tripp's shoulder after discarding his shirt. "She's a big girl, she can handle it for the most part," she told him before leaning up towards his ear. "Besides, do you really care?" she asked him with a smirk. "The two of us are both yours to use all night, Sweetheart," she nodded. She smirked at him before wordlessly moving down to her knees to join her friend. Her hand tangled in Courtney's hair again, tugging her away from Tripp. Armed with the knowledge that he was watching, she crashed her lips against Courtney's in a bruising kiss and let her hands roam over Courtney's continued to stroke Tripp's body. She delighted when Courtney moaned into her mouth and she nipped at her friend's lower lip with her teeth.
The two women shared a look, not strangers to this sort of situation. Courtney lifted her eyebrow at Melanie who nodded and leaned in to wrap her lips around Tripp's length herself while Courtney continued to use her hand on him. After a moment, they switched. Melanie brought her other hand up to Courtney's breast. "She's so pretty, isn't she, Tripp?" she questioned even as her hand traveled further along her friend's body, reaching down and touching her through her panties. "And she's so turned on already, too."
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Post by Tripp VanderMill on Feb 3, 2016 3:01:20 GMT
She made an excellent point, Tripp realized. He didn't actually care whether or not Courtney would have been able to handle the sort of games that they tended to play in the bedroom. His relationship with Melanie in the bedroom was unlike any previous relationships he had been involved in. No matter how many times he had tied anyone up or taken the dominant role, nobody but Melanie had ever pressed him to be rougher with her or to give in to his baser instincts. As such, the bruises and the marks that they had left on each other's bodies had done nothing but have provided him with a sense of pride. Not only that but somehow seeing his bite marks on her body made him want her that much more. It was a dangerous cycle, he knew, but they had teased each other about the dangerousness of their relationship from the very beginning. And right now it seemed just as dangerous as it ever had, if only because he knew that Melanie wasn't the only woman that he was going to be rough with.
Continuously aroused by the sight of the two of them together, his body continued to react, hardening under their touches. When Melanie began touching Courtney, he knew that it wasn't going to be long at all before he had to take control of the situation and take the dominant role in all of this. With the knowledge that Melanie had provided about Courtney being turned on, he couldn't take it anymore. "Melanie, move," he demanded, moving both women back toward the bed, shoving only Courtney to the top of it. In one fluid movement, he grabbed the lace cups of the lingerie that she wore and forcefully tore it open, the mix of satin and lace creating an uneven tear from her breasts to the top of her hips. "Touch her," he commanded of his girlfriend as he quickly pulled the other girl's panties down her legs and carelessly tossed them to the floor.
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Post by Melanie Benson on Feb 3, 2016 3:13:30 GMT
Melanie wasn't sure immediately how he felt when Tripp told her to move, but there was something about the way he gave her an order to touch her that also sent a shiver down her spine. Crawling onto the bed next to Courtney her lips crashed against hers in another passionate kiss before her hands went to cup her friends breasts in her hands. "Tripp's going to fuck you now and he's going to make it hurt, but you're going to take it like a big girl," she told her friend, causing her to whine. One of Melanie's hands slipped down between her friend's thighs, stroking her. "She wants it," she announced to Tripp, dipping a finger inside of Courtney after feeling just how aroused the other woman was.
Courtney had to admit that she was a little intimidated by the entire thing now. It seemed that Tripp played a bit rougher than she was used to but the way that Melanie spoke to her and touched her caused her to moan softly and part her thighs wider for her, looking up at Tripp anxiously as her friend continued to touch and tease her.
Melanie grinned kissed her way down Courtney's body before she felt Courtney shift to spread her thighs wide for Melanie's boyfriend. Pulling her hand away from her center, she looked at Tripp before lifting her finger to her mouth and darting her tongue out to lick it clean.
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Post by Tripp VanderMill on Feb 3, 2016 3:32:19 GMT
Tripp let out a low growl at the display that Melanie was making, unable to keep himself from even putting forth the impression that he wasn't going to follow through on the promise that she had made her friend. With Melanie's instruction to do so, he advanced on Courtney again, climbing on top of her unceremoniously. It seemed like in just a few minutes these two women had already successfully riled him up to a state of sheer animalistic passion and without another moment's hesitation, he slid himself into her without any consideration for taking it slow. Melanie had made it clear that her friend was ready for it, and like she had said, it was going to hurt regardless.
"Hold her wrists," he instructed Melanie, momentarily wishing that he would have thought this through enough to have been able to tie her up to the bed. Oh well, he thought, there was still another woman he was more than happy to tie up. One, he added, that he happened to know very much enjoyed being handcuffed to the bed.
He continued his assault on Courtney's body, forcefully thrusting into her and glancing up at his girlfriend. Grinning wickedly at her, he knew that it was only a matter of moments before he turned his attention entirely on her.
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Post by Melanie Benson on Feb 4, 2016 1:20:23 GMT
Melanie looked at Tripp for a moment as he slid inside of Courtney, her eyes fixated for a moment on the sight. Upon his instruction, Melanie reached to press Courtney's wrists to the mattress above her head with one hand. Her other hand cupped the other woman's breast in her hand. Her eyes met Tripp's and she smirked at him as she ran her hand over Courtney's body. "Feels good, doesn't it? I told you he was the best I've ever had." Courtney only moaned, trying to lift her head off of the pillow to coax Melanie into another kiss, Melanie shook her head at her. "Nuh-uh. He's going to make you scream and I want to hear all of it." Turning her attention back to Tripp, she licked her lips as she watched him take her friend.
She hadn't been kidding when she'd told Courtney how fantastic Tripp was, but watching him as a third party participant was captivating in its own right. Every movement of his body and subtle flex in his muscles had her own body aching for his touch. Instead, she settled for continuing to touch her friend while holding her wrists firmly against the bed. She pressed her mouth to Courtney's neck and shifted her own hips, futilely trying to ease some of her own need for her boyfriend.
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Post by Tripp VanderMill on Feb 4, 2016 1:39:11 GMT
Hearing everything that Melanie was saying to her friend was doing nothing but making him want to satisfy every promise that was being made. It was a turn on to hear her continue to compliment their sex life and in turn, it caused him to drive himself firmly into Courtney, appreciative of the hold that Melanie had on the other girl's wrists. His girlfriend seemed to have started craving her own participation in the experience and he continued to smirk at her, reaching up to place his hand against Melanie's skin, he teased her softly.
"And what about you, Melanie?" he questioned, knowing that he really just wanted to hear her scream, too.
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Post by Melanie Benson on Feb 4, 2016 2:19:06 GMT
One touch from her boyfriend sent electric currents through her body. She smirked down at him as she continued to touch her friend. "Me?" she asked and grinned at him. "I think you know what I want," she told him with a grin, pressing her mouth to her friend's breasts. "But first I want you to make Courtney scream. She's so sexy when she comes, Tripp," she informed him knowingly. "Maybe when you're done with her, I'll play with her - for old time's sake." Courtney's body arched against Tripp's thrusts and she let out a soft cry. Melanie pressed down more firmly on her wrists. "Do you want that Courtney? Do you want me to fuck you after my boyfriend is done with you?"
Courtney nodded her head frantically, pressing her hips back against Tripp's with a renewed sense of urgency.
Melanie giggled, pecking her friend on the lips before turning to Tripp. "Would you like to see that?"
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Post by Tripp VanderMill on Feb 4, 2016 2:26:00 GMT
It took him just a second to will himself to stop, to slow the forcefulness that he was applying as he continued to slide in and out of Courtney. It didn't help that with every word and every touch from Melanie, the girl under him attempted to meet his feverish pace and drive him to bring them both toward their ultimate goal - which he was sure was their mutual understanding that Courtney was meant to scream from his touch. It was the thought of being in Melanie's shoes, watching the two women touch and coax their bodies into ecstasy that he found too enchanting to give up on. He couldn't lie about whether or not he found the idea of watching Melanie take control over someone else to be entirely too appealing.
"Yes," he answered her question, pulling away from Courtney abruptly, knowing that if he took his time that it was very likely he would have continued to strive toward making her cry out. Not that he was saying that it wasn't going to happen at some point. "Do it," he ordered Melanie. "Fuck her. Take control over her."
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Post by Melanie Benson on Feb 4, 2016 2:42:52 GMT
Melanie was a bit surprised when Tripp pulled so abruptly from Courtney but moaned softly at his order. She quickly let go of Courtney's hands and rolled to the side of the bed, opening her nightstand drawer to take out the pair of handcuffs they kept there. She smirked at Tripp before moving back towards Courtney, straddling her friend's torso and demanding she lift her hands up. Once her friend was restrained against the bed, she smirked down at her, shifting down and crashing her mouth against Courtney's. She kissed the other woman hungrily in a clash of tongue and teeth, shifting further down her body and sliding her hands down to cup her breasts. She took her time kissing her way down her body, shifting her own down the mattress until she could push Courtney's thighs wide open for her.
She cast another smirk at Tripp before she slid two fingers inside of her friend's body, establishing a fast almost punishing rhythm before dipping her head and pressing her tongue to her body too. Courtney's hips practically shot off of the mattress to get closer to her touch and, considering Tripp was watching, Melanie did everything she could to coax her friend over the edge.
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