We’re going on Vacation! Well, Mark and Ivy are, anyway. We’re excited to share with you our next installment of Vacation. If you missed it, start back here. – Jayden and Richard
Mark raised an eyebrow as Ivy spanked the bartender, listening as he moaned loudly into the pillow. “Really not going easy on him, are you?” he asked. He slid his hands over to the other man’s nipples, pinching the right one lightly between forefinger and thumb, “Think he’s a bit of a painslut?”
“Well he doesn’t seem to be complaining, now does he?” Ivy said, a bit of a pout to her voice.
Stephanos moaned out again, the sound ending in a whimper, as he wriggled his ass against her hips.
“I guess not,” Mark said and flicked the man’s other nipple with his free hand. “It’s not often we find someone even subbier than you.”
Ivy giggled. “I don’t know if he’s subbier than me all the time, or if he just likes a little pain,” she punctuated the last with a hard thrust of her hips, really digging the dildo deep inside him.
Stephanos finally lifted his face off the bed to gasp, his cock twitching in time with her thrust.
Mark laughed and kissed his way back down the man’s chest before sliding his mouth over the top half of his cock, moaning softly at the taste.
Ivy raked her nails down his back as she thrust the next few times, and it elicited the best moans from Stephanos. “That’s a sexy sound,” she murmured. “Do you like that, pet?
“Mmm, yes,” he groaned. “Do it again?”
She did, and he shuddered. She imagined that if the fake cock were real, she’d be able to feel that shudder through her cock all the way down to her toes. Alas, it wasn’t real, but she still loved the sounds he made and the way his body writhed for her. “I think it would be wonderful to watch you cum with a dildo in your ass, pet. What do you think, Mark?”
He pulled off Stephanos’ cock again. “I don’t know… he’ll make a mess of the sheets. Can we get a turn down this late? Otherwise, I think he has to wait until tomorrow unless you’re going to sleep in the wet spot.”
Ivy exaggerated a gasp. “I’m not sleeping in the wet spot! No way. Maybe you should suck him off and swallow it.”
“I don’t know, mistress, do you want to get to watch him cum, or do you want me to swallow it?” Mark asked with a wink.
“Hmm,” Ivy said, raising an eyebrow at Mark at his calling her mistress. “I don’t know,” she said slowly, “How badly do you want to cum, pet?”
Stephanos was slow to pull his face up off the bed, and then he said, “Please, mistress, please let me cum?”
“Hmm,” she said again, “He doesn’t seem that desperate. What do you think, Mark?”
“I don’t see why it can’t wait,” Mark said, reaching down and giving Stephanos’s balls a firm squeeze. “These don’t seem that full.”
Stephanos whimpered, and Ivy smirked. “I think,” Ivy said, taking her time in responding, “that you should come back tomorrow if you want to cum.”
Mark slid out from under the bartender, smiling at Ivy. “But what about you? He should at least get you off, right? It’d hardly be good guest service otherwise.”
“That’s fair,” she said. “When have I ever turned down a chance to get an orgasm from an attractive man?”
Stephanos rolled over and looked up at her, “And how would you like me to do that, miss? Most cocks would’ve cum by now, but yours seems a bit stubborn.” He lightly tapped on the strap-on with his fingertips.
She giggled and began to slip the straps off. When she was free of them, she let her skirt fall back over her thong. “Well first, I think you should finish undressing me.”
“Yes, Ma’am,” Stephanos said, and he slipped his fingers in the waistband of the skirt and thong and pulled them down. Ivy watched the last of her clothes slide down and land on the floor. Standing bare in front of this near-stranger was titillating. She was excited to feel his hands and mouth on her.
Ivy slid back onto the bed, propping herself up so that Stephanos could climb onto the bed and crawl between her legs but still give Mark space to join in on the fun.
Mark smirked, climbing out of bed and leaning against the wall. “I’ll just watch for now, but I’m sure I’ll hop back in before long.”
Stephanos crawled between her legs, kissing his way up her thighs, flicking his tongue out every few pecks and moaning at her taste. Ivy moaned right along with him. When his tongue pressed against her clit, she couldn’t stop herself from winding her fingers into his hair and pressing his face harder against her. “Oh yeah, that’s it. Good boy. Lick my cunt.”
Stephanos moaned against her and licked harder.