Page 64 of Power's Fall

Vadisk’s cock was thick and rock-hard, just like him.

That was going to be a challenge.

One she couldn’t wait to rise to.

Montana watched her stroke their husband’s cock for a moment or two before taking over.

“Pull out his cock, Dahlia. Let’s have a look.”

Dahlia wasted no time reaching for the drawstring, untying it. As she worked to free Vadisk, Montana took away the decision of who was going down on her. He settled a couple steps lower than where she sat, twisting his body until his face was slightly above her pussy.

Gripping her knees with firm hands, he drew them apart, bending forward to run his tongue along her slit.

Dahlia gasped at the much-needed sensation, briefly forgetting she’d been given an assignment.

Vadisk stepped up to the top step of the pool just to their sides, the height putting him in the perfect position for her to tug his bathing suit down, until it clung to his large thighs.

His cock popped out, bouncing off his stomach. He shifted closer, until it was mere inches from her mouth.

She licked her lips, then moaned when Montana parted her labia and sucked her clit into his mouth.

It occurred to Dahlia belatedly that, while they’d briefly discussed their sexual experiences, she’d failed to mention she had never engaged in a menage. It wasn’t that she’d been saving herself for her marriage or anything. It was simply that the opportunity had never presented itself.

She was struggling to keep up and they’d barely begun. “I’ve never…” she heard falling from her lips, before she could stop herself.

Vadisk cupped her cheek, turning her face up to his. “Given a blowjob?” he asked, grinning like a jackass.

She shot him a look. “No. I’ve never participated in a menage.”

“Oh.” Vadisk’s smile softened. “Neither have I.”

“Really?” she asked, surprised. Vadisk struck her as a pretty virile guy. She sort of imagined him as the type who’d been beating girls away with a stick since reaching puberty.

“I’ve only been in the Masters’ Admiralty a few years. To be honest, I’d never seriously considered a threesome prior to that. I’m, um… I might have some control issues when it comes to bedroom games.”

“Might have?” Montana asked sardonically.

Dahlia giggled.

Vadisk snorted. “I found compatible partners, male or female. Never two at the same time though.”

“Why not explore threesomes after you joined?” Dahlia asked, aware this was a silly time to initiate this conversation, but also feeling like it was one they should have.

“Since becoming a member, I’ve been busy chasing down bad guys with the MPF and keeping Nik safe from assassination attempts. It’s been hell on my social life.”

Montana and Dahlia laughed, though Montana’s faded quickly when she and Vadisk turned their attention to him.

He rolled his eyes. “Yeah, computer geeks and people who were stuck on submarines are notorious for being players. Put my name down in the menage virgin column.”

Dahlia had no idea why their answers pleased her so much. Maybe it was because in this, they were on equal footing. Or maybe because now they had the opportunity to be each other’s firsts.

“Okay?” Vadisk asked, his hand reaching for hers and guiding it back to his cock as he wiggled his eyebrows.

She took his hint, wrapping her hand around his dick firmly. “Okay.” Or at least she thought she was until Montana bent down and licked her again, his thumb rubbing circles on her clit. That was when she decided she was very, very, very okay.

Words fell away after that. Dahlia continued to stroke Vadisk’s dick, her fingertips barely meeting around his wide girth. Her other hand slid through Montana’s hair, her fingers gripping tight to his head as he drove her crazy with his teeth, tongue, and thumb.

Despite the fact it was evening and her feet were submerged in the cool water of the pool, Dahlia felt a drop of perspiration slide down her back, her body temperature rising as Montana slowly built her arousal until she was panting for air.

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