Chapter 6: Matthew

Molly meets Matthew

I kept sitting in the car waiting to hear Matthew and Mary meet, but for a while, all I could hear was a waitress asking Mary what she was having, to which she replied coffee, and the background noises of the bar.

After a few minutes, I heard Mary say out loud for me to hear from the mobile phone in her bag, “He’s not here yet. I’m sitting here waiting for him.”

Soon after, I heard a voice say, “Hi, I’m Matthew. You’re Molly, right?”

Molly replied, “Yes, it’s me,” and by the sound of chairs, she must have stood up to say hello.

“You can call me Matt. I’m sorry for the delay. I was kept late at work. A client who didn’t leave.”

“What are you working on?”

“I’m a salesman in a second-hand car car yard. What about you?”

“I’m a secretary in a small accounting consultancy.”

“Molly, you’re just as pretty as you looked in your pictures.”

“Thank you. You too.”

“How come you don’t have a boyfriend or husband when you’re so beautiful?”

“You know. Life takes a lot of turns. How about you?”

“I’m not interested. I prefer my freedom and being able to enjoy the company of attractive women like you without attaching myself to anyone. So I enjoy more variety. I’ve had some girlfriends for a while, but they didn’t convince me. There was too much control on their part. If anyone has control, I want to be me. But I’ve had a great time and had a lot of experiences. I like to explore new things.”

“Everyone chooses in life what everyone prefers.”

“Yes. Of course. And how did you come up with a date like this, Molly?”

“Well, I also wanted to look for new experiences. I’ve had some crazy nights after a party where I ended up in bed with someone, but I’d never done this.”

“Well, I’m sure we’ll have a good time. Not to boast, but no woman has complained about my performance in bed. And sex with you has to be fantastic, with that body you have. I hope we meet many times. But that is, as we commented, without commitment or deeper relationship, it is only a matter of having a good time and enjoying.”

“Yes, of course, Matt. That’s my idea too.”

They chatted for quite a while longer. Although it wasn’t a ‘normal’ date for two people starting a relationship and wanting to get to know each other better, it certainly seemed very abrupt to arrive, greet each other, and say ‘let’s fuck’, especially for Mary, who was doing something like that for the first time.

From the conversation, I got to know Matthew’s personality better, which was immature and close-minded. Apparently his only hobbies and interests in life were swimming and football; he never read a book and only watched superhero movies. Well, within his readings, we should also add a lot of erotic stories and, as for movies, the consumption of a lot of porn videos.

Finally, the moment I had been dreading arrived. Matthew said, “I’ve booked a room at a nearby motel. Shall we go?”

Soon after, I saw Mary leave, along with a tall, strong man whose appearance matched what I remembered from the dating app. He was walking beside her, with his hand on her waist, but very low, almost touching her ass.

They walked to the nearby motel, one of those motels with the room doors directly onto the street, and went into a room.

My heart skipped a beat. I listened carefully.

As soon as they walked in, I heard Matthew’s voice say, “Well, Molly, why don’t you take your clothes off and show me the rest of that nice body of yours?”

I imagined Molly getting totally naked in front of a stranger for the first time. I thought about her gorgeous naked body, and my desire to be with her as soon as possible increased.

Before long, Matthew added, “Humm, gorgeous, just as promised. Now, turn around. Molly, you’ve got great tits and a great ass. You have a body made for sex. But now I’m at a disadvantage; why don’t you take my clothes off?”

I imagined Mary approaching Matthew naked and removing piece by piece of clothing until he was equally naked.

I heard the rustling of clothes and Mary’s voice: “You’re totally shaved! Even in the crotch!”

“Yes, it’s normal in the world of swimming to shave the whole body to swim better and reduce resistance, and since I was going to shave, I decided to do it on the crotch as well. I hope you like it.”

Shortly after, I heard Matthew say, “What soft skin, Molly! I love the feel of your breasts against my torso. You’re such a good kisser. With that playful tongue, and those lips are soft and springy. You know where I’d like to see them? Around my cock, so you can taste and feel a hairless cock and testicles.”

I didn’t hear Molly’s response, but I heard some noises that sounded like sucking—the noises when someone is giving a blow job. I imagined Molly on her knees, naked before the stranger with his cock in her mouth, her head bobbing up and down, swallowing more and more of his cock.

Suddenly, I felt huge jealousy. What was she doing with him? Why did I agree to this? Then I forced myself to think that I shouldn’t make a big deal out of it. I had already given it a lot of thought and decided, ‘It wasn’t the end of the world’. Besides, it was Mary’s fantasy. And finally, somehow, it wasn’t Mary; it was Molly, someone else.

I kept hearing the sounds of Mary sucking Matthew’s cock, and the image in my head started to excite me. I imagined her doing it to me, and my cock tried to get erect, but the cock cage prevented it. That turned me on even more; it’s well known that you want more what you don’t have.

I heard Mary’s voice, choking and coughing, saying to Matthew, “Don’t push my head so far down with your hand. Your cock is at the entrance to my throat.”

“Sorry, I just got excited. You’ve never done a deepthroat before?”

“No.”

“The girlfriends I’ve had have learned. It’s delicious for a man to take it all the way in and cum down your throat. I can teach you the technique to control your gagging and swallow it whole. You’ll see how capable you are, and you’ll be able to do it to any man.”

“Well, maybe one day I’ll try, but not today.”

I kept hearing the faster and faster noises and Matthew’s panting, which was getting louder and louder, until he said, in a breathy voice, “I’m about to cum ... Don’t swallow it ... keep it in your mouth ... I’ve been saving myself all week, and I want you to see how much I’ve built up thinking of you...”

Soon after, I heard him exclaim, “Urg ... I’m coming!...”

I imagined Mary’s mouth filling with Matthew’s cum. It was the first time since we had been together that a cock other than mine had entered Mary’s mouth and unloaded his cum into her.

When he recovered, Matthew said to Mary, “Now, Molly, show me your mouth ... Yes, just as much as I thought I would. I’ve been so horny all week thinking about you. Swallow it now. And come on over to the bed; it’s my turn to make you enjoy it with my mouth ... Lie down there.”

I imagined Molly lying on the bed with Matthew between her legs. But I couldn’t tell. Not seeing what was going on made me more uneasy. Maybe seeing it would have hurt more, but not seeing it added to the tension in my already uneasy head.

I began to hear Mary’s gasps and moans and, in a moment, her voice: “Keep going, Matt, keep going like this.”

After a while, Mary insisted again, in an excited, panting voice, “Like this ... That’s it ... Keep going; I’m about to come ... Keep going ... Keep licking me...”

Then Matthew said, “Now I’m going to shove my cock deep into that wet little pussy of yours and make you come.”

I imagined Matthew lying on top of Mary and guiding his cock into Mary’s warm, wet pussy. Thinking of the delicious sensation I had felt so many times as I had thrust my cock into Mary’s vagina turned me on even more, causing my cock to try to swell and become erect. The cock cage stopped any attempt, and the downward curve and the ring pulling on my testicles made it painful, but I couldn’t help it. I got more and more excited thinking about touching Mary’s body, feeling myself wrapped around by her thighs, caressing her breasts, and slipping in and out of her wonderful sex.

I felt envious of Matthew, who was enjoying the experience while I was excluded.

A cry of pleasure from Mary drew my attention. He had penetrated her, and she had cum. Her first orgasm with another man. I felt jealous and envious, and at the same time, my love for Mary made me think that I was fulfilling her fantasy and enjoying an experience she wanted. I loved her so much that I would do anything for her.

The creaking of the bed made me assume that he was fucking her enthusiastically, penetrating her hard, and making her enjoy it; at least that’s what her moans of pleasure and her gasps indicated to me.

They went on for quite a while, and, from Mary’s muffled cries, I suspect she reached at least three or four orgasms.

Finally, he said, “I’m coming again!” and the sounds stopped.

I imagined his cock plunging deep into Mary’s delicate vagina, contracting and spurting streams of semen, his body lying on top of her, as if taking possession, both of them sweaty and panting after having shared the pleasure.

I thought at least it was over now. But other doubts plagued me. Would he be better than me in bed? Would his cock be bigger? What if Mary preferred him? What if she fell in love with him? She had told me it would just be a one-off, a physical experience, nothing more. But, once she had tried it, maybe she would change her mind if she liked the experience better than sex with me.

I waited to see if he would come out of the room so I could join Mary.

While I was waiting, I remembered a report I had recently seen about bonobos, those apes very similar to chimpanzees. Among other peculiarities, they have in common with humans that they have sex face-to-face, not by mounting the female from behind, as almost all mammals tend to do. Bonobos use sex not just as a form of reproduction but as a form of relationship, and they do a lot of ‘relating’. They have sex frequently, not just between males and females but also between males and males and females and females. And certainly not only between couples. It is as common among them as hugging or kissing among humans. A form of social relationship to greet each other, to express joy, or to alleviate quarrels.

Why couldn’t we humans have such a free and carefree view instead of all the social and cultural pressures that often ‘sour’ us on sex?

I decided that I had to try to be a little more ‘bonobo’ and less ‘human’. Mary had insisted that for her, the experience would be just a physical thing to enjoy, no more important than a massage or an orgasm triggered by a vibrator. She was not my possession; she was my spouse, and if she wished to do that, I should try not to worry.

My ‘good intentions’ were disturbed when I heard Matthew say to Mary, “Molly, now let’s do it ‘doggy style’, get on all fours.”

‘Of course,’ I thought, ‘Matthew has fantastic resilience; his professional sports training shows’.

After a while, the next thing I heard was Mary saying, “Huumm, I really like what you’re doing to me; I’ve never had my anus licked before.”

“I didn’t bring any lube so I could stick it up your ass, but that’s how I’ll get it ready for you,” Matthew replied.

“Matt, I’ve never had anal sex. I don’t like it. I don’t want to.”

“If you try it, you’ll like it, Molly. The women I’ve been with say it’s a very special experience. A particular sensation that drives them crazy.”

“Well, but for now, no, Matt.”

“All right, whatever you prefer. I’m going to stick my cock in your kitten pussy.”

Then I heard the squeaking of the bed again, as well as the sound of his body colliding with her buttocks.

I imagined him holding her hips, penetrating her with his cock, while she, on her knees before him, let herself be fucked, enjoying the experience. I imagined him stroking her back with his hands, bringing his hands to her breasts that swayed with his thrusts, fondling her breasts, and pinching her nipples.

Again, a mixture of jealousy and excitement flooded me. My cock, which had lost some of its erection, became painfully hard again. The pain of my cock, bent downwards by the curvature of the cock cage, as well as the ring tugging at my testicles, slowed my erection, while images came into my head pushing blood into my crotch.