CHAPTER 13

"You've always been a smart one. You give yourself too little credit, boy," he said with his thick Texan drawl.

Mike chuckled. "I know, Granddaddy."

Harry Weston adjusted his thick glasses. "After all, what have I always said about power? Men who seek power actively are destined to abuse it…"

"…But men with power thrust on them unwittingly can be trusted to guard it." Mike laughed. "Sometimes you're a regular Uncle Ben Parker, you know that?"

He glanced at his gold wristwatch. "Well, 'bout that time. I'd best be going now. Just remember son, you be …" he said, bleating like a sheep on the last word. Ever since he was a little kid, Mike couldn't help but crack up laughing at his catchphrase…

As Mike slowly awoke, he became aware of a warm, sticky sensation occurring between his legs. His eyes fluttered open, treated to the sight of a gorgeous redhead sucking his cock gently.

"Good morning," Melody said with a smile.

"It certainly is…"

She giggled, continuing to lick his rigid cock as if it were a piece of candy. Slowly, his senses began to fully awaken, causing the sensations to increase and his members to grow even harder. Mike glanced at his alarm clock. 7:10… plenty of time… he thought mischievously.

He sat up straight in his bed, causing Melody to pause. "You don't like it?" She had her pouty face on again.

Mike chuckled. "Oh, I love… but I want more," he said with a wink.

Smiling a mile wide, Melody moved to kiss him, but they both were hit full force with the other's morning breath.

"Oh, wow that's awful!"

"Sure is. Umm, let me think… I wish for both of our mouths to always be completely clean and have fresh breath, even after oral sex, so that we will always be able to enjoy kissing each other," Mike stated.

Tingle. Flash.

Without a word, Melody immediately stuck her tongue down Mike's throat, moaning in pleasure. "Much better," she said with a wicked grin.

"Agreed."

Pushing him back on to his back, she playfully pinned him between her legs. "I believe someone said they wanted more."

He nodded. "I seem to recall that."

"Well, that works out perfectly." She leaned close to his ear, whispering, "Because I wanna ride your brains out."

Mike's cock twitched in anticipation. As she aligned her moist, shaven pussy with his rod, Melody began grinding her hips on the tip, causing her sweet juices to dribble down the length of his shaft.

"You were so gentle last night, I couldn't have ever dreamed of a better way to lose my virginity," she said, still torturing the tip of his cock. "But now…" finally lowering herself onto him, "It's my turn to show you what I can do."

Placing her hands on his chest, she began to work him slowly and deliberately, squeezing her forearms together to give her incredible tits the perfect amount of lift. As she sped her movements up, this created a stunning visual as they bounced from her increasingly rapid humping. Unable to resist, Mike reached out to begin working her nipples with his thumbs and index fingers. As her eyes widened in pleasure, Melody threw her head back, her face a vision of lust and desire.

Breathlessly, she managed to ask, "Is that wish from last night still in effect? That I cum when you cum?"

Not slowing his breast play for even a moment, he replied, "You bet your ass."

Opening her eyes slowly to gaze at him, she asked, "Does that mean that I can only cum when you cum?" As Mike appeared confused, she continued in a sultry voice, "I'm multi-orgasmic. I could cum three or four times in a row."

His eyes widened at the revelation. "Then do it. I want you to cum as many times as you're able to."

Smiling wickedly, Melody shifted to a grinding motion, biting her lip as she did so. Mike could tell she was working her clit directly on him, and was only more aroused by the fact that she was literally using his cock to jack herself off. Worried that this might cause him to blow his load too soon, he managed to eek out a wish.

"I wish that I won't cum until after you do. I want you to cum all over my cock, then cum from me exploding into you."

Tingle. Flash. "Done… oh God!"

Mike instantly felt his stamina return, allowing her to increase her tempo as her climax approached. He couldn't help but marvel at Melody's technique; despite her speed, she was still managing to ride his cock perfectly to where he was never in danger of slipping out. Her breathing intensified, her eyes rolled back into her head, until the wave of her orgasm finally broke.

"Yeeeeesssss…." She moaned as rode out the aftershocks. Mike loved the feeling of her tight pussy contracting around him, attempting to milk him for all he was worth. If it hadn't been for his wish, he'd have been done right then and there. As her speed gradually decreased, indicating her fatigue, Mike wrapped his arms around her, pulling her down to lie on his chest.

As Melody's breasts dangled in his face, he simultaneously began to pound her pussy full force while sucking and licking her right nipple. She loved every second of it, running her hands through his hair just to try and steady herself as her second climax began to approach. "I don't want to rush you, but it's almost 7:30," she whispered breathlessly. "Do you… want… to cum… now?"

He released her breast from his mouth to speak. "Only if… you… cum… too."

Melody nodded forcefully. "Do it. Fill me up. I need it."

Wrapping his arms tightly around her, Mike thrust his final five strokes into her before their dual orgasms erupted within them.

"Oh… SHIIIIIIIIIIIIT!!!" They exclaimed simultaneously.

Melody collapsed onto him, lightly kissing his chest and grinning contentedly. As she propped her chin up on her folded hands, she gazed at Mike lovingly.

"You were smiling, you know."

Mike was confused. "You mean just now?"

She giggled. "No, silly. While you were asleep."

He shrugged, replying, "Well how could I not? I woke up in the greatest method imaginable."

She shook her head. "Nope. You were smiling way before that, from the moment I woke up. Were you dreaming?"

As it slowly came back to him, he nodded.

She smirked. "Here's hoping I can keep up with your subconscious."

Mike laughed, responding, "No, no, nothing like that. I was… I was just talking to my Granddaddy. The one I mentioned to you was a Southern Baptist preacher, remember? He was always the perfect combination of cut-up and wizened sage."

Kissing him lightly on the cheek, she said, "He sounds fantastic. Is he still…?"

Mike shook his head no. "He died when I was about nine years old."

Melody put her hand over her mouth apologetically. "I'm so sorry, I probably shouldn't have brought it…"

Silencing her with a tender kiss, he smiled. "It's totally fine. I miss him, but thinking about him doesn't make me sad. Hell, right now he's probably lecturing Jesus himself about how criminal it is that 'Even in Heaven I still can't get breakfast in bed!'"

Melody rolled off of him, laughing at the impersonation he did. "Would he really do that?"

"Oh hell yeah, the man had no shame. I may be an only child, but he was that only child everyone grumbles about," Mike said dryly.

By this time, it was 7:32. Turning to Melody, he said, "Why don't you go ahead and take a shower first?"

Her eyes brightened. "Ok! A shower sounds so relaxing… and even more so if you were to join me," she purred.

Briefly considering it for a split second, he then thought better of it. "Don't think we're gonna have time. But I tell ya what. If you're a good girl," he said, tapping her nose playfully, "then we'll do just that when we get home after lunch. Deal?"

Kissing his lips sweetly, she responded, "Deal. But I'm holding you to it."

"I thought you just did… hold me to it," he shot back.

Slapping him with her pillow, she rolled out of bed. "I'm going to take a shower you little smartass."

Entirely pleased with himself, Mike reached into his nightstand drawer, pulling out his iPad mini. After a few minutes of checking email and social media, he suddenly had a brilliant idea. He just had to check one website…

That'll do perfectly!