Natural Endurance

Week six and Megan's driving me to track.

"Steve's in Raleigh until tomorrow." Eyes on the road. Hand on my thigh. "Whole night."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." Glances at me. "I've been thinking about you all morning."

Her hand moves higher. I'm already half-hard.

"Campus car park. No one's there during summer session."

"That's mental."

"Probably."

She pulls in. Nearly empty. Few cars scattered about. Parks away from them. Kills the engine.

"Get in the back."

So I'm climbing over the seat feeling like a teenager and she's already there, dress riding up, stockings, no knickers, and my brain just stops working.

Her mouth on mine. Hands at my shorts.

"Fuck I needed this."

My hand between her legs. Soaking.

"Here though?"

"Yes here."

Then the passenger door opens.

Lily slides in. Turns round. Looks at us.

Megan goes white. Tries to pull away. I grab her wrist. Hold her because something in Lily's face isn't angry.

"Don't stop on my account," Lily says.

Silence. Megan's hand still on my cock through my shorts. I can feel how fast her pulse is going against my palm.

"Lily, we weren't--"

"Fucking in a car park?" Pause. "I mean that's--relax Meg. I already knew."

"You--what? How did you--"

"Followed you. From the house." Looks at me. "Wanted to see if I was right. And Dan looks like he's gonna be sick every time someone says Steve's name."

Megan's breathing changes. Can't tell if it's panic or something else. Her hand tightens on me.

"So what--I mean, what're you--"

"I wanna watch." Lily kneels on the front seat facing us. Gets her phone out. "Wanna film you fuck her. Actually fuck her. The way my brother hasn't in like, what, years?"

Megan makes this sound. Her eyes meet Lily's and something passes between them. Something old. Years of family dinners and Steve being Steve and both of them pretending everything's fine.

Lily's still looking at her. Waiting.

"Meg?" Voice softer now. "You want this?"

And there it is. The question underneath. Do you want someone to see you? To witness what Steve refuses to notice?

Megan nods. Barely. Then: "Yes."

Lily leans forward. "Then dress off. Everything. Want to see what my brother gets to ignore."

Megan pulls it over her head. Bra. Stockings. Nothing else. Sitting there in the back seat and her hands are shaking.

"God." Lily's filming now. Proper filming. "Turn round. Let me see all of you."

Megan turns in the cramped space. Knees on the seat. Arse towards us.

"Spread your legs more."

And I should probably feel weird about watching Steve's sister film his wife naked but instead I'm so hard it's painful and trying to work out what that says about me.

"Dan. Shorts off. Everything."

I'm stripping in the back seat, elbows hitting windows, trying not to kick Megan, and this should not be sexy but my cock's out and Lily's got the camera on it and I've apparently lost all sense.

"Megan, tell me what you see."

Megan looks. "He's hard."

"How hard?"

"Really hard."

"Better than Steve?"

Pause. "Yes."

"Say it properly."

"Dan's cock is bigger than Steve's."

And there's something in Lily's face when Megan says it. Not jealousy. Something else. Years of hearing Steve through walls. Knowing what her brother can't do.

"On your back Megan."

Megan lies back and there's no space so her head's against the door and her legs are bent and it's tight and uncomfortable and somehow that makes it hotter.

I'm kneeling in the footwell which is digging into my knees and my head's against the roof.

"Spread your legs. Show me how wet you are."

Megan spreads them as much as she can. Lily zooms in with the phone.

"Touch yourself. Want to see it."

Megan's hand goes between her legs. Fingers sliding inside. She gasps.

"Pull them out. Show me."

She does. Fingers glistening.

"Taste it."

Megan puts her fingers in her mouth and I'm kneeling there watching Steve's wife taste herself while his sister films it and I'm so far past any kind of normal I can't even see normal anymore.

"Now Dan. Put it in. Slowly. Want to see her face."

I push inside and Megan gasps and Lily's got the camera right there, filming where we're joined, and I have to stop because if I don't I'll finish right there like some virgin.

"That's it. Look at her face Dan."

Megan's eyes closed, mouth open, these small sounds with each thrust and I'm trying to hold back but it's impossible.

"Tell him how it feels Meg."

"Feels--oh fuck--feels so good."

"Better than Steve?"

"Yes. God yes."

"Tell him properly. Want to hear you say it."

"You fuck me better than Steve. So much better. He doesn't--he never--"

Lily moves the camera closer. "Keep talking. What doesn't he do?"

"Doesn't touch me. Doesn't want me. Just lies there waiting for it to be over."

And I should probably stop but I'm fucking her harder now because something about Megan saying this, about Lily filming it, has broken whatever was left of my sense.

"Stop."

I freeze. Inside her. Desperate.

"Pull out."

"What?"

"Pull out."

I do and Megan makes this desperate sound and I'm kneeling there with my cock out thinking this is absolutely insane.

"Beg him to put it back in."

Megan looks at Lily. Then at me. "Please. Please fuck me. Need it so badly."

"Not convincing enough. Tell him what you need."

"Need your cock inside me. Need you to fuck me hard. Please Dan."

Lily's filming Megan's face. "What about Steve?"

"Don't care. Don't care if it's wrong. Just please."

"Dan. Make her wait. Touch her but don't fuck her yet."

So I'm touching her, fingers inside her, and she's soaking and trying to pull me closer but Lily said wait so I wait and this is the weirdest power dynamic I've ever been part of.

"Taste her Dan."

I put my fingers in my mouth. Salty. Sweet.

"Now fuck her. Hard. Want to hear her."

Fuck slow then. I fuck her hard and the car's definitely moving, suspension creaking, and my knees are screaming but I don't care.

She's loud. Properly loud. Crying out with each thrust.

"That's it Meg. Let the whole car park hear."

Lily moves round, filming from different angles, and Megan's hand between her legs rubbing while I fuck her and we're both close, both desperate.

"Tell him you want his come."

"Want you to come inside me. Fill me up. Want to feel it dripping out."

"Where does Steve come?"

"Condom. Always a condom."

"And Dan?"

"Inside. Want him inside."

I'm so close. Too close.

"Not yet." Lily's voice is harder now. "Pull out."

I pull out again and Megan actually whimpers and I'm there thinking if she tells me to pull out one more time I might actually lose it.

"Megan, show me how wet you are. Fingers."

Megan puts her fingers inside herself. Pulls them out. Holds them up.

"Put them in Dan's mouth."

She does. I taste her properly now. Lily films it.

"Now Dan gets in the front. My turn."

I climb over, doing this ridiculous shuffle, and Lily gets in the back where I just was. Dress already off. Wearing nothing. Passes her phone to Megan.

"Film us. Want you to see what you look like when someone actually fucks you right."

Lily straddles me and there's barely space. Her knees jammed against the seat backs. Sinks down in one movement and fuck she's tight. Tighter than Megan.

Rides me immediately. Hard. Using the roof for leverage. And here's where it gets really mental because Steve's sister is bouncing on my cock while his wife films it and if you'd told me six weeks ago this is where I'd end up I'd have thought you were mad.

Megan's filming. Getting close-ups. Lily's tits bouncing. Her face. Where we're joined.

"How's it look Meg?"

"Good. Really good."

"Better than watching Steve?"

"God yes."

Lily's riding harder now. "This is what you should've had. A man who actually wants you. Who gets hard just looking at you."

She's really going now and the whole car's rocking. Tits in my face. I grab one, bite the nipple, and she gasps.

"Fuck yes. Harder."

Megan's making these sounds behind the camera. Getting turned on just watching.

Lily turns to Megan. "Stop filming. Come here."

Megan puts the phone down. Shifts forward in the tight space.

"Kiss me."

They kiss and I'm inside Lily watching them and this is absolutely the filthiest thing I've ever been part of. When they pull apart there's spit between their mouths.

"Now kiss him. Want to taste me on him."

Megan kisses me. I can taste both of them. Lily's still moving, taking me deep, and Megan's hand finds my balls.

"Tell Dan what you're gonna do later."

"Gonna touch myself. Thinking about this."

"What else?"

"Gonna let you drip out of me. Feel it all night while Steve's away."

Lily's close. Going tight. "Gonna come. Don't stop."

She does. Goes rigid. Shaking. Nearly hits her head on the roof. Gasping. Then laughing.

When she climbs off I'm desperate. Aching.

"Megan. Finish him. Want you to take his come."

More shuffling. Megan straddles me where Lily just was. No headroom so her head's bent. Slides down and I'm so sensitive from being inside Lily that I nearly lose it immediately.

"Film it." Lily's got the phone again. Filming Megan riding me.

"Come inside her Dan. Fill her up. Want to see it drip out after."

Three thrusts and I'm done. Coming inside her, deep, while she grinds down and Lily films the whole thing.

When Megan climbs off Lily's there immediately. "Spread your legs. Show me."

Megan spreads them and Lily films as my come starts dripping out. Proper dripping. Running down her thigh.

"Touch it."

Megan runs her finger through it. Holds it up.

"Now Dan tastes it."

I do. Salty. Bitter. Mine.

Silence after. Just breathing. Fogged windows. Three of us jammed in this back seat like sardines.

Lily laughs first. "Well. That was interesting."

"Yeah." I can't move. There's a seatbelt buckle digging into my spine and I've just watched my come drip out of a married woman while her sister in law filmed it.

We get dressed. Contorted. Elbows everywhere. Megan's got my come running down her leg still. She doesn't wipe it.

She checks her face in the mirror. Fixes her hair. Almost normal except for the flush and the wet patch spreading on the inside of her thigh.

Lily's in the front seat now. Checking the videos on her phone like we didn't just do what we did.

"You okay?" I ask Megan.

She looks at me. "Ask me later."

Lily glances back. "We should probably sit here a bit. Let the windows clear."

So we do. Three of us. Megan leaning against me. My come still leaking out of her. Lily turned round in the front seat scrolling through videos. Nobody talking.

There's something about older women. The ones who've stopped performing. Emma and the girls at Cambridge knew what they wanted but they were still working it out, still trying to be what they thought men wanted.

Megan and Lily though. They're done with that. They know exactly what they want and they're not apologising for it. The way Megan told me to fuck her. The way Lily directed everything. Made us both beg. No games. No bullshit.

At twenty-one you think younger women are the prize. Tight bodies, fewer complications. But you're missing the point entirely. A woman in her forties who knows her body, knows what she likes, isn't afraid to tell you exactly what to do with your cock. Who's lived enough to not care what anyone thinks. That's the prize.

There's a book my mum had. In Praise of Older Women. Some Hungarian bloke. Never read it but the title stuck. Makes sense now.

"What're you thinking about?" Lily asks.

"How much trouble I'm in."

She laughs. Shows me a video on her phone. Megan riding me. My face visible. "Probably quite a lot."

Megan's hand finds mine. Squeezes. Still wet between her legs from me.

Six weeks in America.

Starting to think I might not survive the summer.