Unforgettable Melody - S01 E28

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Unforgettable Melody - S01 E28

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 28

"That was... just amazing. I'm just... I'm sorry I called you Master. I forgot in the moment that you aren't a fan of that."

Mike kissed her forehead softly. "Nah, that was ok. Honestly, it was pretty sexy in the heat of the moment like that. In addition, I did notice when you said it in the car earlier today."

Nodding softly, she asked, "Was that not a good time then?"

Thinking a moment, he replied, "No, it was. It got my attention as we were discussing a very important topic. I'd say you definitely have permission to use your good judgment on when to use it, especially if you need my undivided attention on anything you're about to say.

"You're so sweet," Melody purred, kissing his neck softly. "But enough about me. We need to make sure your new equipment is..... functioning properly," she whispered seductively.

It only took two or three gentle strokes to bring Mike to full attention. Now seeing it fully erect for the first time since this morning, he knew this was going to be fun. While he was able to do amazing things with his previous length, it did make certain positions rather difficult. It's a brave new world.

Turning her back to him, Melody bent over slightly, grabbing the wall handle as she did so. She shook her ass at him and looked over her shoulder at him longingly, saying, "Don't you think it's time my Master takes me from behind? My pussy is still so wet and hungry for you." She spread the lips of her entrance, her juices dripping onto the shower floor.

Approaching her from behind, Mike kissed each of her cheeks before giving her ass a playful slap. He aligned his throbbing member with her beckoning tunnel and slowly pushed himself into her. Despite not being a domineering person, Mike had always loved having sex with a woman from behind. Though he was well versed in the opportunities for unbridled fucking presented here, he had also developed his own method of truly making love, even from this position.

As he slowly sheathed and withdrew his shaft, he could tell the new shape Melody mentioned was coming in handy. Her moans of pleasure Increased with each stroke, and she even began lightly fingering her clit, complementing his motions. He gently grabbed her hips and began angling his thrusts slightly downward, hoping to catch her g-spot with the new curved shape of his cock. Judging by her sudden gasp, he knew he had found it. Focusing intently on that spot, he now began lightly pounding her with increased speed, reaching around her to fondle her right breast in the process.

Melody began squirming and bucking, unexpectedly reaching two small orgasms in a row from the pinpoint accuracy of Mike's thrusting. Spurred on by her tight pussy milking his cock, he held onto her waist with both hands and assumed a power stance, allowing him to increase his tempo to a rapid pounding. Tender lovemaking now thrown out the window, Mike threw in an occasional light swat to Melody's ass.

"Ooh, YES!" She squealed in delight. "Keep pounding me, please_ don't stop... I need you... I need your curm!"

Losing himself completely in her pleas for him, Mike was certainly not going to deny her. He gazed intently at her gloriously curvy ass and pumped a dozen or more strokes into her as he felt his climax approach the edge. Slowing his pace ever so slightly, knowing full well it would increase the intensity of their orgasms, he slid is throbbing member into her one final time, feeling every square inch of her wonderful pussy, and finally blew his enormous load into her. The waves of their orgasms lasted at least thirty seconds, her contractions drawing more cum from his cock than he ever thought possible.

Remaining inside of her as their passions subsided, he gently ran his hand over the soft, pale skin of her back. Their breathing slowed, gradually becoming more relaxed and metered. Mike's cock began to soften, eventually slipping out of Melody, eliciting a final giggle from her. She slowly turned, falling into his arms, her head on his shoulder.

"Wow..." Mike sighed, "That was fun!"

"You can... say that again..."

"Wow... that was fun!"

"Smartass!" Melody stuck her tongue out at him.

"You love it," Mike replied. "Nice job on the equipment upgrade, by the way. It really, uh, hits the spot, doesn't it?"

"Mmm hmm." She mumbled contentedly. "I have a really sensitive g-spot, so anything that can hit that consistently is nothing short of explosive."

"No kidding," Mike said, exceedingly pleased with himself.

The pair spent the next twenty minutes leisurely washing each other, each exploring every nook and cranny of the other's body. In between the scrubbing, there was plenty of laughing, groping, and the occasional make out session. As they finished and Mike shut the water off, they stepped out of the shower and wrapped a single large towel around them, embracing while drying off. Not worrying about combing his hair, Mike slipped on a pair of gym shorts and crawled onto his bed with an armchair pillow, relaxing shirtless to cool off from easily the best shower of his life. Melody conjured up a skimpy kimono robe made of black satin material, modeling seductively for a minute before joining Mike on his bed.

Thinking for a moment, he said, "Melody, this bed just doesn't seem big enough for the extracurricular activities that will certainly be occurring here in the future. Why don't we make this a high quality king size bed, along with all of my sheets to go on it?"

Tingle. Flash.

Now relaxing on a luxuriously large bed that still fit in perfectly with his bedroom, Mike kissed Melody on the forehead. "Have I mentioned how awesome you are?"

Giggling, she replied, "Not today."

Kissing her passionately, Mike smiled at her, saying, "You... are awesome."

Even though their shower romp had lasted over an hour, it was still only 2:00 in the afternoon. Turning to Melody, Mike asked, "Wanna watch a movie?"

Her face lit up. "Absolutely. What do you recommend?"

With zero hesitation, he replied, "Star Wars."

As he explained the space opera premise of the series, she listened intently, already drawn in and ready to see what it was all about. Mike retrieved the DVD and hit play, beginning the iconic title sequence. Melody was so entranced from the opening moments that she never even attempted to start any fooling around in their new bed. Near the scene where Luke Skywalker first appeared on screen, she turned to Mike with a question.

"Couldn't you basically do a drinking game in this movie based on how many times C-3PO says 'We're doomed?"

Mike laughed, adding, "You can do the same thing every time Luke complains or whines about something." Right on cue, Luke whined about having to clean up the droids.

Giggling, Melody resumed watching the movie, taking in every last detail. She gripped Mike's arm tightly when Darth Vader choked his underlings, laughed when Han blasted Greedo, and cried out in shock when Obi-Wan was struck down. By the end of the attack on the Death Star, her adrenaline was pumping full blast, lasting all the way through the ending credits.

Melody was so excited after the movie that they talked for over an hour about everything she had seen. "Please tell me there's more to the story!"

"Oh, absolutely," Mike replied. "There's two more sequels to this one, plus three more telling the story of Darth Vader before he went bad. We'll watch the rest of them throughout the week."

As evening approached, Mike warmed up the last of the leftover pizza for their dinner. The pair relaxed and ate on the living room sofa with a cop show on TV for background noise, though neither of them really paid any attention to it, just hanging with each other was entertainment enough for them. As Melody lay on the sofa, her head in Mike's lap, he couldn't help stroking her red wine hair softly.

"Mmm... that's nice..." she purred.

"Can't really help myself," he said. "I just love your hair."

Looking up at him, she gently placed her hand on his cheek. "I love your eyes. They're so pure; easily the most honest looking eyes imaginable." She sat up, leaning her head on her shoulder. "I imagine that honesty is why you've barely scratched the surface of my powers thus far."

Chuckling, he remembered his dream from this morning. "You're not far wrong. My granddaddy always had a saying about power. Didn't matter if it was politics, religion, or anything else, it always applied. 'Men who seek power actively are destined to abuse it, but men who have power unwittingly thrust upon them can be trusted to guard it. That was obviously his wizened sage side."