Megan Lets Giorgio Fuck Again

Oliver walked up to Megan's house with the memory of last Saturday night at Giorgio's party fresh in his mind. She sent him a simple, yet kind text that read: "Hey. Can you come over? I feel awful and I really wanna talk about what happened Saturday. I promise I'll make it up to you and make you feel better." Oliver read the text with excitement. He leapt with joy and got ready to go over to Megan's. He remembered how Megan told him that she let him fuck her if he obeyed orders, and a part of him believed thats why Megan was calling him over.

He walked up to her door, ready to ring the doorbell, when the door all of a sudden started to open. She must've been waiting for him.

There she was, standing in the doorway, basking in all her beauty. Megan was wearing a sexy black two piece workout set. The top was a sleeveless crop top that showed off her sexy taut stomach, and hugged her perfect small tits tightly to her sexy body. Her shorts showed off the entire shape of her ass, thigh, and hip. If Oliver stared long enough, he was sure he would see the outline of her perfect pussy through the thin fabric. She had on white Nike Air Maxs, with long white Nike songs. Even in shoes, Megan had the sexiest feet in the world. He was sure Megan was gonna let him fuck her.

"Thanks for coming over," she said with a bright smile.

"Yeah, of course. Megan, you know I'd do anything for you," Oliver replied, returning her smile, with the rush of lust already overwhelming him. Today was his day. He was ready for the girl of his dreams.

She took his hand, squeezed it softly, and gave Oliver a seductive look before leading him into her living room and having him sit on the couch with her. Her leg touched his and they were close enough that he could feel the warmth emanating from her arm.

His heart pounded as Megan continued to hold his hand. She was keeping her promise. She was gonna fuck him. She was gonna give him a chance. He wasn't sure he'd ever been so intimate with her. He stirred with desire. It was about to happen. He was on the verge of starting a relationship with the girl he'd lusted after for years.

"So... what... what was it you wanted to talk about?" Oliver asked nervously. He didn't want to ruin the moment bringing up Saturday night.

She reached over and ran her fingers up his arm, sending a shiver of pleasure coursing through his body and bringing his dick to life. "Well, we both know how you feel about me," she said.

He wasn't sure what to say, but Oliver knew where this was headed. There was only one place it could be headed. It was finally his time.

"And I asked you over," she continued, "Well, I think it's better if I show you, actually." Megan reached up to caress Oliver's face. Her hand felt impossibly warm and soft against his skin and when she leaned closer his dick grew in his pants before her lips even reached his.

It was happening. The moment he'd dreamt about for years was upon him. He didn't want to question it. He was in pure bliss, with the girl he loved most in the world.

Oliver closed his eyes, tilted his head, and waited for the kiss to arrive. Megan's hand moved to his thigh and his pulse raced. His dick was very nearly throbbing from the anticipation of finally kissing the goddess he'd worshiped - in his head, at least - for so many years.

Then he heard a soft laugh. He opened his eyes and saw Megan smiling gleefully. She let his hand go and leaned back. She looked between his legs, pointed, and laughed again.

"I can't believe you actually believed that! You actually thought I was into you," she said.

Oliver was dumbfounded. His mouth hung open. His face burned with embarrassment and his erection quickly retreated as it seemed that Megan was playing some awful prank on him.

"Wha... what? What's going on?" he asked.

"You fucking got hard," she said. "You're so fucking desperate that you came here, after what happened at Giorgio's, and got hard at the thought of just kissing me. You're also fucking delusional if you actually thought it was possible I'd ever kiss or do anything with you. Really? I mean, I get that you're in love with me, but do you really think I'd ever lower myself to fuck a guy like you?"

"I... Megan..." Oliver mumbled, he couldn't really think of what else to say.

"I know how you fantasize about me." Megan said.

He couldn't even bear to look at her. Instead, he just stared at the ground as thoughts of the numerous fantasies he'd had about her filled his head.

"What happens in those fantasies?" Megan asked as she leaned closer. He felt her breath against his neck and for a moment it again entertained the idea that she might actually kiss him.

Instead, she asked, "Do I suck your dick in those fantasies? Do I get on my knees and suck your dick, Oliver?"

He nodded.

"And do I let you eat my pussy? Do I let you put your tongue between my plump pussy lips and taste me?" she asked softly.

Oliver nodded as his dick grew in his pants.

"Do I let you fuck me, Oliver? When you fantasize about me, do I let you put your cock inside me? Do I let you slide your dick into my tight, wet, hot little pussy?" she asked.

"Yes," Oliver admitted softly.

"Stand up, right now," Megan demanded.

Though he was nervous, he stood. Megan laughed immediately and you looked down to see that she was staring at the bulge in his pants.

"You really think I'd let that - the little thing making that adorable tent in your pants - you really think I'd let that inside me?" she asked as a smile crossed her face before she laughed. "You really think I'd let that pathetic little thing in my pussy? Really, Oliver? You really thought there was a chance I'd let a guy like you fuck me?"

He nodded. Clearly he was wrong about having a chance at fucking her, but he'd certainly fantasized about it.

"Take your clothes off," Megan demanded.

He did nothing as his mind ran through the possible outcomes of doing as she desired. None seemed good, though, and he was filled with fear at what might happen if he actually took your clothes off in front of her.

"Do as you're told, Oliver," Megan said harshly. "And if you don't, you can forget about ever seeing me again, and I think we both know it would be too painful for you to be away from the girl you pine for."

She was right. Even after being told he didn't stand a chance, the idea of being denied the opportunity to spend time with Megan - to be her friend, even - was too painful. So he stripped. Oliver stripped as the girl he was in love with watched.

Megan laughed when Oliver pulled his underwear down. She laughed loudly, in fact. She laughed while staring at his dick. Then she reached out and flicked the tip with her finger, causing a brief rush of pain and showering him in humiliation.

"Oh my god it's so small." She said, "How is that even possible? That's not a dick. That's a dicklet at best. It's like a clit, really. No wonder you've never had a girlfriend, no wonder you're still a virgin. It certainly has no business being anywhere near my pussy or any other woman's pussy, for that matter. No matter how hard you try, you'll never be able to satisfy someone with that, Oliver. And I'd be willing to bet you cum really fast too."

Oliver should have gone soft as she humiliated his cock. He didn't, though. He remained stiff. His body hummed with desire.

"This is why I let Giorgio fuck me and not you. You think this little shrimp of a dick can even compare to the godly piece of meat Giorgio has between his legs? You really think any girl would pick this over what he has? Really? You should feel lucky that Giorgio invited you to his party and didn't kick your ass when you rudely walked in while he was fucking my brains out."

Oliver just stood there, not knowing what to say or do.

"Would you like to watch us have sex again?" Megan asked as she looked up at him.

"What? Really?" he asked.

"Yes, but only on one occasion." Megan reached into a drawer and pulled out a small pink plastic device. "Put this on."

It was a device for his cock. A prison, really, and she wanted him to put it on. She wanted him to lock up his cock for her.

"What the fuck are you waiting for?" she asked. "Put your pathetic little dicklet in the chastity cage. You don't deserve to get hard while you're watching us. You don't deserve to masturbate while you're watching us. Especially after I found out you cum on my Birkenstocks when Giorgio and I left to fuck. Which, his doorbell camera recorded the entire thing by the way. No, your purpose is to do exactly as Giorgio and I say and nothing more. Your purpose is to be a pathetic little toy that we can play with however and whenever the fuck we want."

'But Megan! Why him!? Out of all people? I love you so much, I'd do anything for you, but wh--"

Megan cut him off, "Put the fucking cage on or get out of my house, you pathetic little worm," Megan said. Her voice was cold and harsh. He knew she'd kick him out if he didn't do as he was told.

Oliver took the cage from her and forced his dick into it. It took time for him to go soft enough to put it on, but eventually he locked himself in the small plastic device. He imprisoned his cock and he noticed that there was no key in sight.

Megan then smiled in an impossibly sweet way, and said, "Oliver, this is what you deserve. You're a cuckold, this is who you are, who you're meant to be. And honestly, this is what I want too. Giorgio fucks me so hard and good. He rocks my entire world. You know that's true, you've literally witnessed it. He deserves the pleasure of hot and intense sex, and so do I. Sex absolutely is better when two hot people come together and share their hot bodies, and if fucking Giorgio makes me feel that way, I can't say no to that."

Oliver let out a groan. "That still doesn't explain why I have to wear a cage. I have no problem with Giorgio fucking you. I promise I don't! It's really hot. Why do I have to be denied any pleasure?"

Megan smiled, reached up to gently caress Oliver's face, and said, "Because Giorgio says he should be the only man to feel any pleasure from this. He says you should have to wear a cage on the rare occasions you're allowed to watch us fuck. He says a loser cuck like you doesn't deserve to get hard or feel aroused from this. And honestly, I want you locked up too. Your dick deserves to feel caged and restricted, while at the same time Giorgio's cock gets to feel the warm, wet, tightness from my loving pussy. It just feels so right, doesn't it? "

"I guess..." Oliver protested, but he couldn't really come up with a good argument. All he could think to say was that he didn't want to be denied any pleasure while Giorgio got to enjoy all of it. He wanted to cum and blow his load while he watched Megan get fucked. He didn't want to have to wear a cage. It was purely selfish.

"It's okay, Oliver," Megan said. "I know you're frustrated. You're allowed to be frustrated.

Sometimes, being a cuckold is frustrating. You want this, though. I know you want it. I know you wanted me to fuck your best friend. I know you wanted me to fuck Giorgio so I could prove he's better than you and that you were meant to be our cuck. Well, I did that. I fucked Giorgio. And I've been fucking Giorgio nonstop since the party. And we don't plan on stopping anytime soon. He gives me everything you could never dream of. I know it's frustrating, but you don't get to control any aspect of this. It's not up to you."

"It's up to Giorgio?" Oliver asked.

"In this case, yes. Giorgio is teaching you how to be a good cuckold. He's teaching me how to be a good slut. Part of being a good cuck is changing the way you think about sex. You have to stop thinking about it in terms of your pleasure. It's not about your pleasure. It's about my pleasure. It's about his pleasure. Your pleasure should come from our pleasure," she said.

Oliver wanted to scream and storm out of the room. He tried to back away when Megan moved closer, but her hand moved between his legs and grasped his locked cock before he could. She tightened her grip on his caged dick and pulled him down to his knees with surprising force.

"Oliver, Giorgio knows you better than you think he does. He knows a beta male's mind. He knows this turns you on. He knows that you'll ultimately find some measure of joy in being denied the chance of any type of pleasure involving me. He knows that you'll find true pleasure in knowing that your dick is locked up while his cock ravages my hungry pussy."

Oliver hated that Giorgio was right. He desperately wanted Giorgio to be wrong, but his throbbing erection fighting against the cage was the result of hearing Megan talk about how she loved fucking Giorgio. He'd thought about Megan preferring Giorgio's cock and it had left him hard as a rock. He really was a cuckold, through and through.

"Will you do something for me, Oliver?" Megan asked.

He nodded.

"Will you look into my eyes and admit that you don't deserve to have sex with me, or any woman for that matter? Will you admit that you don't deserve to feel the pleasure of my pussy, that Giorgio, my boyfriend, deserves that pleasure?" Megan asked.

She played with his cock through the cage as Oliver felt his resistance to her request melt away.

"We both know it's true," she continued. "I just want to hear you say it. I want to hear you say that the man that fucks the girl of your dreams to the best orgasms she's ever had deserves to have sex with me. I want to hear you say that Giorgio deserves to cum in my pussy, that he gets to be my boyfriend, and that you don't."

Oliver held Megan's gaze. Her calling Giorgio her boyfriend pained him, but he knew it was fact. Giorgio probably asked Megan to be his girlfriend sometime in the last few days, and she's obviously said yes. He was in shock and couldn't form the words to speak.

"It's not just Giorgio who wants this," she said. "I want it. I want him. I want his cock. I want his cum inside me. I want him to be the only man that fucks me. And I want you to have to shove your cock in a pretty pink plastic cage when we deny you the pleasure of anything."

"Now say it," she demanded.

Oliver felt like he was giving away a small part of his manhood, as if he had any left, but he couldn't fight the inevitable. He knew he'd be denied the chance to watch if he refused to say it. He knew the decision had already been made. Most of all, he knew it's what he really wanted.

"I don't deserve to have sex with you or any woman in the world," he said. "I don't deserve any pleasure or sexual intimacy from you. Giorgio deserves to be your boyfriend, he fucks you better than anyone has and he always will. He's a god. He makes you cum hard, so he deserves to fuck you, to date you, to cum inside you. He deserves to be the only man that cums inside you. I don't deserve any pleasure. I don't deserve anything from you," Oliver said.

"Thank you," Megan said afterwards.

"It was my pleasure," Oliver said. It felt like an odd thing to admit, but there was truth to it. He'd experienced genuine pleasure as he'd admitted to his inferiorities.

Then to his surprise, Oliver heard footsteps behind him. Laughter quickly followed. Laughter he recognized. His heart pounded, it was Giorgio.

"You were right about him baby," Megan said. "He wants to watch us fuck, and he didn't really put up any resistance when I made him lock up his tiny shrimp dick."

Giorgio stepped into Oliver's field of view and put his arm around Megan, pulling her close. She looked up at him and Giorgio smiled before leaning down to kiss her. Their lips met and he slipped his hand into her black sleeveless crop top to play with her perky breasts. She offered no resistance to Giorgio's touch, instead moaning as he explored her flesh in the same manner Oliver had watched them do Saturday night.

She looked eager - desperate, even - for more of her lover's touch as Giorgio pulled his hand from her top. She looked ready to surrender to his desire, to give herself over to any sexual whim he might have, all while Oliver remained on his knees with his dick now throbbing intensely in the small cage he'd locked it in.

"Is she right?" Giorgio asked. "Do you want to watch us fuck again?"

"Yes," he admitted as an unexpectedly pleasurable kind of desire coursed through his body.

Giorgio grabbed at the waistband of Megan's spandex shorts, slipped his hand into them, and presumably her panties, and played with her pussy as Oliver watched from a few feet away. He heard her wetness - more proof of her desire for him - and when he looked up Megan's eyes were closed and her lips parted as she moaned from the pleasure of being touched by the man that aroused her with such ease.

"Prove it," Giorgio said.

Oliver stared at Giorgio. "I... I don't understand."

"Prove that you want to watch," he said as his fingers moved deep into Megan's pussy. "Beg for the privilege of watching me fuck Megan. Beg for the pleasure of watching her cum on my cock like a good girl. Beg for the privilege of watching her suck my dick like you've dreamed of her

sucking yours, you pathetic little bitch."

"Pl... please, let me watch," Oliver said. "Let me watch you fuck her. Please, Giorgio. Please, Megan, let me watch."

Giorgio looked annoyed. "Pathetic," he said. "Fucking pathetic. You'll have to do a lot better than that if you want to watch me bury my cock in her wet pussy. You're attracted to shoes, right? I mean, you came all over Megan's Birkenstocks and got them dirty, why don't you make up for it by kissing and licking our shoes clean."

Oliver shook your head and said, "No. No. I'm not doing that. I like Megan's feet, yes, but yours.... I don't know."

"Well I guess you're just gonna have to go, Megan and I have no problem fucking on this couch right here without you watching. You're the one with the loss, not us."

Oliver felt desperate for it. He wasn't sure why, but it seemed that his friends had tapped into a latent desire of his, as the prospect of being denied the chance to watch was agonizing.

He dropped to your hands and knees, lowered his head, and kissed Giorgio's shoes. You kissed them all over. You knew he couldn't feel it, but you figured if you bowed down and showed your fealty that he might grant you the pleasure of letting you watch.

"Clean them loser, lick them clean, get all those dirt stains out with your pathetic tongue.

Oliver licked clean the dirt on the shoes, he scrubbed hard with his tongue, doing his best to please Giorgio.

"What do you think?" Giorgio asked. "Is that good enough? Should we let him watch?"

Oliver hoped that Megan would be kind and stop this now. He already humiliated himself so much. He wanted it to stop and just to watch her get fucked.

Megan had eagerly been watching Oliver lick Giorgio's shoes clean. She couldn't believe he was actually doing it. That he was so pathetic and submissive to listen and obey orders from Giorgio without question. It made her more turned on for Giorgio for seeing how dominant he could be. She was so turned on she was ready to cum right there.

The boys watched Megan get on the ground on her knees in front of Giorgio. Both unsure of what she had in mind. By instinct Giorgio spread his legs so she could get in between them. She was now also in between both Oliver and Giorgio, giving Oliver one of the most amazing views of his life. Her beautiful big ass was sticking out right in front of his face. The black spandex gripping and stretching around her perfect round ass. They were semi see through, and he was able to see the baby blue G-String thong she was wearing underneath. He even saw a wet spot where her pussy was. She was leaking for him, and her ass looked impossibly soft, but he knew better than to touch her.

The sounds of kissing arose. He couldn't see what was happening, Megan backside blocked all view, which he wasn't complaining about, but he assumed Megan was kissing the bulge forming in Giorgio's pants.

"Have him lick the bottom of your shoes clean." Megan had finally said, finally breaking the silence. They're absolutely filthy, and I hate how you walk all over my house in them. Have him clean both of them, and then he can do mine, and then he deserves to watch. Until then, I can't wait, I can't keep my hands off you, I need to at least worship your perfect cock."

Oliver was disgusted. How could she even ask him to do that? He thought she cared about him, and at least wanted him to have some kind of fun. This wasn't fun, at least for him it wasn't.

"You heard her, bitch. Listen to the girl you love so much. Listen to the woman of our dreams. Listen to her commands as she worships and pleasures my cock.

Megan smiled, slowly pulled down Giorgio's underwear, and freed his big cock. She kissed the head and stroked the shaft, offering him the kind of loving, tender touch that drove Oliver crazy with jealousy.

Oliver got low and started to lick the bottom of Giorgio's shoes. Megan was right about his shoes being filthy, and they tasted awful too. Worse than up top, Oliver suspected that it wasn't just dirt stuck in the bottom of his shoes. Oliver knew Giorgio had a dog, and it tasted like dog shit. While suppressing the taste of whatever it was he was cleaning, he heard the sounds of sucking and slurping, along with Giorgio's moans. He looked up and saw Megan's head slowly bob up and down in Giorgio's lap. She was taking her time, she wanted him to feel good. He was getting his cock sucked by the most beautiful woman in the world, whilst he was also getting his shoes cleaned, he was on top of the world right now.

Oliver quickly moved to Megan's shoes. Her soles were presented since she was on her knees sucking dick. Luckily, they were much much cleaner than Giorgio's, although he wouldn't have minded as much to clean those same things off her feet. Oliver really would've done anything for her. He doesn't understand why, but he truly would. He started off with a few kisses. He wanted to worship her, even if she couldn't feel it, which he was sure she didn't. Her head continued to pick up pace and go up and down as she sucked Giorgio's dick with wild abandon.

"Come here, Oliver," Giorgio said as he pointed to the floor next to Megan. "Watch my girlfriend worship my cock."

Oliver was stung at the word "girlfriend." But it was true, Megan was Giorgios's girlfriend now, and Giorgio was Megan's boyfriend. They made it official in the last few days. Oliver obeyed, and rose out from the ground behind Megan, shifted to her side and fell to his knees right next to Megan.

"She's an especially eager cocksucker tonight, Oliver," Giorgio said. "I know you wouldn't know, but this is the best head she's given me all week."

Giorgio was right, Oliver wouldn't know, it was his first time watching her suck his dick but apparently it's happened so many times now.

"It's because you're a real man, you're a god, you deserve to feel her warm wet loving mouth on your hard cock." Oliver answered.

"I'd like you to look up at me when you say that, Oliver," Giorgio replied.

Oliver reluctantly looked up at Megan's lover, paused for a few moments as he gathered the courage to do what had to be done, and said, "She's especially eager because you're hey boyfriend, you're going to fuck her really good tonight. She can't wait for you to fuck her and make her cum like a real man you are, while I realize and understand that I am just a lowly pathetic cuck."

"And why do you think that is, Oliver?" Giorgio asked.

Oliver fought off the overwhelming sense of humiliation that washed over his body and said, "Because no one has ever fucked Megan like you do, she told me herself. You have a huge cock. A cock that any woman would be lucky to fuck, to suck, to even hold. Meanwhile I have a pathetic shriveled up shrimp. It's more of a clit than it is a dick.. You fully deserve her, while I deserve a chastity cage."

Megan continued her oral assault on her boyfriend's cock as Oliver humiliated himself. If anything, his words seemed to spur her to offer an even more vigorous form of oral pleasure, indicating that she believed every word Oliver said.

"Kiss Oliver," Giorgio said. "Then take your place on the couch next to me."

Megan pulled her mouth off of Giorgio's cock, turned to Oliver, and smiled as she reached out, wrapped her delicate fingers around the back of his neck, and pulled him close.

Oliver didn't fight it. He didn't want to. He kissed Megan. It was their first kiss. He welcomed her tongue into his mouth. It didn't bother him that she'd just been sucking Giorgio's cock. Instead, he found it thrilling to have their first kiss right after she gave Giorgio the best head of his life. Time slowed down for what felt like an eternity for Oliver. An eternity spent kissing Megan. It once again gave him hope of something more.

For Megan it wasn't as long, or nearly as desirable. She needed Giorgio, and she quickly pulled away and caressed Oliver's face as she offered a sweet, loving smile. "Giorgio's now going to enjoy what you never will. He's going to assert his right as my boyfriend and fuck me."

Oliver's cock throbbed painfully in its cage as Megan peeled off her spandex, along with her thong, and tossed them to the other side of the room. She was naked from the bottom down, and could probably feel the coolness of the room on her damp, bare, pussy. Megan then stood up, lifted herself onto the sofa, laid down onto her back, and spread her long sexy slender legs. Her beautiful pussy was on full display, glistening with wetness, wanting to be fucked. She offered her body just as Giorgio had instructed her to do.

Giorgio looked at Oliver, flashed a confident smile, and said, "Watch from there."

Oliver watched as Giorgio kicked off his shorts and moved between Megan's legs and slipped the head of his bare cock into her pussy. They kissed as he held it there, refusing to fully penetrate Megan even when she reached down and tried to urge him deeper inside her with her delicate fingers.

"What do you want?" Giorgio asked.

"I want you to fuck me. I want to feel your big hard cock inside me. I want to feel the pleasure of having sex with you, my boyfriend," she answered while stroking the part of his shaft that remained outside her body. "I want you to cum inside me while Oliver watches."

Giorgio slid the rest of his cock into Megan's pussy and she unleashed an immediate, loud, sensual groan of pleasure.

"Oh, fuck, that feels so good, you feel so fucking good" she said.

Oliver stared between Megan's legs and watched as Giorgio's cock slid in and out of Megan's pussy. He never got to see this up close on Saturday but it looked like the greatest pleasure in the world, and he assumed it felt like pure bliss. He watched as Megan's pussy wrapped and hugged Giorgio's cock. He watched as Giorgio pushed and stretched Megan's walls. He knew it felt good for both of them. They were so into each other, they enjoyed every little bit of each other.

For a moment Oliver felt jealous as he silently acknowledged the fact that it might be a very, very long time before he even got a chance to be with Megan. He had no idea how long Megan and Giorgio were going to be together, maybe some months, perhaps a few years. Maybe they really do end up together. But he knew for now, there was no chance Megan would fuck him.

"Oh shit, Giorgio, I'm cumming. I'm cumming!" Megan announced after just a few minutes of beautiful missionary sex.

Giorgio held his cock inside her as Megan experienced the bliss of yet another orgasm thanks to Giorgio. Oliver watched her legs twitch as she climaxed with someone else's cock inside her. He felt jealous, but his dick throbbed with desire.

"More," Megan said. "Please, more. Fuck me. Cum inside me."

They stayed in missionary as Giorgio resumed fucking her. Oliver's gaze returned between Megan's legs and he watched her body open for Giorgio over and over. He watched her receive Giorgio's big cock. He watched her receive a bareback fucking and he felt a deeper kind of cuckold-fueled arousal than he ever had.

There was something different about this time watching them having sex. It was beautiful and humiliating at the same time. Now knowing that he wouldn't be given the same pleasure -- that only Giorgio will enjoy Megan's pussy -- made those feelings so much more potent.

When Giorgio began to fuck her harder and faster Oliver knew his best friend's orgasm was close. He knew that his best friend was about to cum in in the girl in his dreams, a fact that offered a far greater sense of arousal than he'd been expecting.

"Harder," Megan said. "Fuck me harder. Oh my God, Giorgio, fuck me harder!"

Oliver watched Giorgio and Megan pursue their orgasms together. He listened to their grunts and groans of pleasure and he heard the sounds of Megan's soaking wet pussy taking Giorgio's hard, deep thrusts.

"I'm cumming!" Megan cried out for the second time in ten minutes.

A few moments later Giorgio buried his cock inside her and Oliver watched the other man's balls jump and pulse as he unloaded. He witnessed Megan receiving another man's cum for the first time.

In the aftermath of her orgasm, Megan wrapped her arms and legs around Giorgio and held him tight. They kissed as their bodies remained joined together at the loins.

"That really was the best sex I've ever had," Megan said.

Giorgio laughed and added, "It always is."

Giorgio pulled out and rolled onto his back as Megan sat up on her elbows and looked down at Oliver.

"Did you enjoy watching?" she asked.

Oliver nodded as he took in the sight of Megan in her blissful post-orgasmic state. When Giorgio's cum began to trickle out of her pussy he couldn't help but stare between her legs once more.

"It's beautiful," Oliver said.

"It's not the last time he's going to fuck me tonight," Megan said as she rolled onto her side and cuddled with Giorgio. "You won't be unlocked until Giorgio is finished enjoying my pussy. Do you understand?"

Oliver nodded.

"I'd like to spend a little time alone with Megan," Giorgio added. "Leave to the basement. The door is right there. Wait down there and Megan will call you to come back in before I fuck her again."

Oliver thought about arguing, but he knew better. He'd ceded control in this situation. He'd given it to Giorgio. There was no point in fighting it, at least on that front. He stood and walked to the door, opened it and went down the stairs to Megan's basement.

"Close the door, cucky," Megan said.

Oliver came back, grabbed the door handle, and spent a few moments watching Megan and Giorgio kiss before closing the door and heading down the hallway with his caged dick dangling in front of him.