Mike now sat normally on the bench seat as Melody moved to straddle him. As she impaled herself on his stiff rod, she gripped the backrest tightly and began to grind his cock methodically. The desire in her emerald eyes grew with each passing moment, the speed of her humping increasing with it. As she ground her clit against his pubic bone, she finally reached her second climax, moaning with lust as she coated his cock with her juices.
Refusing to slow her pace for even a moment, Melody now bounced on Mike's cock for all she was worth. She leaned forward, thrusting her jiggling tits into his face, causing his breathing to become more labored. He peeled the spaghetti straps of her tank top down over her shoulders, exposing her hard nipples mere inches from his face. As he lustfully suckled her, she ran her hands through his blonde hair, knowing exactly how to send him over the edge.
Moving her lips to his ear, she whispered seductively, "We both know you can't resist me. We both know you want nothing more than to cum. To fill my pussy." Moving southward slightly, she kissed his sensitive neck, working back up to his ear with three additional kisses. "So do it. Take me now. Claim… your… prize," she purred, nibbling his earlobe as she egged him on.
His eyes bulged, and he grabbed onto her slim waist, pounding his last into her slit. Knowing she had sent him past the point of no return, Melody kissed his lips forcefully, enjoying their impending dual climax. As he finally sprayed rope after rope of his cum into her, coating the walls of her pussy, she arrived at her third, and strongest orgasm, screaming at the top of her voice in sheer ecstasy.
"Yes, yes, YES YES YES!!! DO IT! CUM FOR ME! MAAASTERRRR!!!"
Their orgasms finally receding, Mike panted and gasped for air as Melody straddled his lap, sweetly kissing his forehead. He gazed into her eyes in admiration, wholly impressed at how fun and fresh she always managed to keep their experiences.
"You are a fun, and very creative genie," he finally managed to say. "Do you enjoy your little role-play? Being the prize?"
Giggling, she responded, "It's not role-playing if I really am your prize."
"Bullshit," he shot back. "You were planning this no matter what happened."
She attempted to appear innocent, but they both knew he was right; she loved spontaneously fucking him anytime and anywhere she could. After a couple of wishes to help them clean up the residue of their juices, the pair climbed into the front seats and started for home. Fighting Atlanta traffic the whole way, it was nearly 5:45 by the time they arrived, so Mike simply ran in to drop off his equipment before driving down the road to the restaurant.
Arriving at Taco Mac a few minutes after six, they immediately spotted Darcy waving at them from a square table in the middle of the place. Seated next to her was Stephen, looking somewhat displeased, but Mike couldn't tell what about specifically. He was tall and lean, though surprisingly muscular underneath his baggy gym shorts and black T-shirt. He had short, dark brown hair and a goatee on his face, though a black baseball cap, which he wore backwards, obscured the hair on his head. Aside from his size and strength, one would never guess that he was twenty-seven years old; he looked about as mature as a college freshman.
What's eating him?
He's not happy to be sharing time with Darcy, Melody replied. He plans to try and convince her to come home and sleep with him tonight.
Even with her making it clear she wanted to slow down?
Yep. He doesn't want to take no for an answer, but is just trying to soften her up a bit before, shall we say, being more forceful.
Mike didn't like the sound of that, but ran out of time to inquire further as they sat down at the table, introducing Melody to Stephen. She shook his hand warmly, smiling as she greeted him. By the look in his eye and the inflection change in his voice, Mike could tell that Stephen was instantly attracted to Melody, though Mike could hardly fault him for that. She was, by any measure, absolutely gorgeous.
As the group ordered, everyone but Melody decided on their poison for the evening. Mike got a Coors, Stephen a Miller Light, and Darcy a Blue Moon. Melody, unsure of how alcohol would affect her, professed herself the designated driver, ordering a Coke. Mike sipped his drink slowly as Darcy quizzed Melody on her background, excitedly wanting to know everything about her. Mike could tell that they were quickly becoming genuine friends. Showing particular interest in her photography business, Darcy pulled out her phone to friend Melody on Facebook, promising to try and help her establish some additional contacts. All the while, Stephen sat quietly, occasionally glancing at Melody and drinking his beer relatively quickly. By the time their wings and burgers had arrived, Stephen was nearly done with his second pint.
As they finished eating their food, a local band began setting up in the staging area at the far end of the restaurant. Starting their set, the band's specialty looked to be alternative rock, opening with Shut Up and Dance. The girls' eyes lit up as the song started, taking the title literally by dragging their men to the small dance floor. Mike had never been one for dancing, but he wasn't going to deny Melody with the look of desire she was giving him. After ten minutes of keeping up with Melody's graceful, sensual dance moves, the band started up Have You Ever Seen the Rain. Though they played it much slower than was typical, it worked incredibly well for slow dancing. Melody instinctively wrapped her hands around Mike's neck, gazing lovingly into his eyes. Rubbing her back with his hands, he drew her close, bringing his lips as close to hers as he could bear without actually kissing her.
"Tease," she whispered playfully.
"You. Love. It."
Continuing to rock to the slow, steady music, Mike glanced out of the corner of his eye, noticing Darcy and Stephen. She had managed to pull him in like Melody had with Mike, but Stephen was clearly not into it. Occasionally, Mike noticed his gaze shift towards Melody. While Mike had been flattered at first, he began to detect something more in Stephen's glances than he had at the beginning of the night.
"How are those two doing?" Mike asked quietly, slightly tilting his head.
Thinking for a moment, Melody responded, "Darcy is trying to bring out Stephen's fun side. Problem is, he doesn't really seem to have one, and she's growing a bit frustrated with him. As for Stephen, he began the evening annoyed at spending time with Darcy's 'dorky music friends.' Now, however, he has lost all interest in her, and keeps trying to think of a way to get you away from me. He actually thinks he has a chance to take me from you."
"Tool," Mike snorted.
"He also has increased levels of anger and jealousy, specifically directed at you," she continued. "He seems to think that there's 'no way a guy like that could land a piece of ass like her.' Additionally, the more he drinks, the more these feelings intensify. I fear that he may become physical at some point, if his drinking continues at its current rate. There is no worry, of course. I am more than capable of protecting myself in such a situation, and Darcy as well, if need be."
"Seems his true colors are starting to show," Mike mused. Thinking for a few seconds, he asked, "Out of curiosity, would your powers of protection allow me to easily subdue him in a fight if things were to turn physical?"
"They would. Are you thinking of something specific?" she asked.
"Kind of," he replied. "We're not going to mess with his free will or provoke him in any way, so that if things do get heated and physical, it's by his own choice. If and when something does happen, just keep things subtly under control so that Darcy sees what he's really all about, but doesn't get hurt or anything before I can step in. Make sense?"
Nodding understandingly, she said, "You want to show Darcy what kind of guy she deserves; someone who won't disrespect any woman and won't stand for anyone else who does."
"Exactly."
"All right, but Master, I do have to ask. Why go through all these elaborate motions? A wish would easily and peacefully solve this entire situation."
Nodding, Mike explained, "I'm not here to play God. All I can do is show Darcy what kind of man she deserves, and what kind of man isn't worthy of her. Where we go from there is up to her."