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July 4th at The Sagamore - Part 6 - The Proposal
🕑 Added 2025-11-09 05:18:41 +0000 UTCClick here to read the previous parts of the story.
Derek and Marie are back at The Sagamore, this time because he plans on proposing to the love of his life. Of course, the story isn't about the proposal. The story is about what happens afterwards when Derek gets to witness some truly wild fun.
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Marie stands on the balcony wearing a white sweater, tight jeans, and a pair of knee high brown leather boots. Her long, curly brown hair cascades down her back and I find myself stopping to admire her beauty even though I can't, in that moment, see her face.
"I can feel you staring," she says.
I walk out onto the balcony and wrap my arms around her. I inhale the delicate, floral scent of her shampoo. I kiss her on the cheek and we both stare out at the fall colors that now dominate the landscape surrounding The Sagamore.
More than three months have passed since Marie joined my family for a July 4th trip to the hotel that has hosted so many gatherings and celebrations for us over the years. So much happened in the span of just a few short days, including Marie getting fucked by one of the hotel staff and, far more importantly, joining my sister and brother-in-law for a wild threesome in their room while I waited and wondered what sort of pleasures she was experiencing.
Now we're back and I intend on proposing to Marie. My plan involves a boat, a horse drawn carriage, hot cocoa, the incredible splendor of the fall colors, and a ring that cost a genuinely breathtaking amount of money. I should say that I don't mind the last part, though, as a woman like Marie should know how much I value her, how much I love her, how much I adore her, and the lengths to which I'm willing to go to ensure that she's blissfully happy for the rest of her life.
I'm not thinking about the proposal in the moment, though. Instead I find myself overcome with desire as I consider the many things that unfolded during our July 4th trip to The Sagamore.
Those thoughts, combined with Marie's immense beauty, lead to an erection that presses into her ass. I make no effort to hide my desire because I'd very much like to fuck my soon-to-be fiancée.
"What are you thinking about?" Marie asks.
I slip my hands under her sweater and caress her stomach. I kiss her neck and note that she's closed her eyes. "About the fun we had when we were here in the summer."
"Mmm, we had a lot of fun here in the summer. Is there anything in particular you were thinking about? Maybe how you watched me give a blowjob to the towel boy by the lake? Maybe how I sucked the masseur's cock when I spent the morning at the spa?"
She gyrates her hips, massaging my cock with her utterly flawless ass. Her head turns and our lips meet for a long, slow, deep, erotically charged kiss that lures a deep moan out of me.
"Maybe you're thinking about how you got to watch as the masseur fucked me. You enjoyed that, didn't you?" she asks.
"I really did."
She reaches back and rubs me through my pants. She applies just enough pressure to make my body tremble in the best way possible. We kiss again, though this time her tongue is more insistent as it invades my mouth.
"Or maybe you're thinking about lying in our bed and waiting as your sister and Wes had their way with me," she says softly. "How you encouraged me to go to them, to let them do as they pleased with me, to let them both fuck me."
My cock is throbbing now. I want her. I crave her.
"Maybe I'm thinking about the fact that you went to them last night," I say. "That you let them both fuck you. That you let them explore their desires by doing as they pleased with your body. That you came so hard and so many times that you lost count and were too tired to come home until this morning."
Marie turns around and kisses my neck. "The sex with them is so good, Derek. It keeps getting more adventurous. I know it's so...I don't know, wrong or naughty or whatever, but it's so fucking hot. I can't get over how much I enjoy having Wes inside me while I make out with Claire, or how hot it is to eat Claire's pussy while her husband pounds me from behind and readies himself to dump his load in my pussy so his wife can lick it out of me. I know we do some crazy things, but I think your sister and her husband are even more adventurous than we are, Derek."
She's right. Marie has continued to see Claire and Wes since our July 4th trip and they've continued to evolve the fun they have with her. Having Claire clean creampies is a new addition, though she often shares the cum in kisses with Marie before sitting on her face.
"You know, last night they mentioned the possibility of seeing me alone," Marie says as she steps back and leans against the railing.
"Like, you having sex with just Wes or Claire?"
She nods.
"Is that something you'd want?"
Marie nods again. "Maybe the same magic wouldn't be there, but I think it would be and I'd really like to try. I mean, Wes has a really nice cock and he uses it better than most men and I think I'd like having the entirety of his attention. And with Claire, well, I've never really been into women, but there's something about her that I find irresistible. I'd like to try having a kind of soft, slow, beautiful sex where we spend a great deal of time tending to each other's bodies, licking and kissing and fingering and building slowly to massively powerful orgasms. Plus, I think I'd like to try making her squirt."
It's a bit of a head trip to think of my soon-to-be fiancée having regular sex with my sister, and yet I've come to understand that I'm different than most people. Claire's different too - as evidenced by her delight in continuing to have threesomes with Marie - and I have no interest in feeling guilty about my desires. I'd much rather embrace them, enjoy them, and make the most out of the seeds of lust that have been planted in me.
In that vein, I step closer to Marie and unbutton her jeans. I kiss her neck as I slip a hand into her panties and rub her pussy, which is already slick with desire.
"I want you to have everything you desire, Marie," I whisper, "so if you want to see Claire and Wes separately - and keep seeing them together, too - then that's what you should do."
She kisses me and moans into my mouth as I rub her clit. She works her jeans over her hips and pushes them down. She lowers her panties and I slip two fingers inside her, moving with ease between the swollen, wet folds of her flesh.
Marie unzips my pants and frees my cock. She takes me in her hand and strokes me as we drive each other wild with desire. Then she smiles, spins around, and grabs the railing.
I move behind her, rub the head of my cock over her pussy lips, and slip into her.
"A month ago...Wes fucked me like this in that hotel in Connecticut they took me to," she says softly as I thrust in and out of her. "Claire was sitting in front of me and licking my clit as he fucked me from behind. I was naked. We were on a high floor, but I'm pretty sure people could see that I was being fucked, that Wes's hands were on my tits as he took me from behind."
"Did it feel good?" I ask.
She turns her head and smiles. We kiss deeply as I fuck her harder. She moves a hand from the railing to her clit.
"I came so hard," she says. "It was so hot to be the center of attention, to have them both pleasuring me. Wes came inside me and Claire licked his load out of me, too." She kisses me wildly. "Fuck me, baby. Fuck me hard and cum in me!"
I fuck her. I think about Wes fucking her. I think about Claire eating her pussy. I think about her and Claire sharing a cummy kiss after she's been cleaned. I think about how wild and wonderful it all is and I cum hard inside her, my legs trembling as grunts and groans escape my lips. Marie grips the railing tight with one hand while rubbing her clit and she too has a spectacular climax.
I pull out and my cum splashes onto the balcony. I fall back into one of the chairs and Marie is soon sitting in my lap. We kiss as I reach under her sweater to gently play with her breasts. She moans and our tongues explore each other's mouths.
"I'm a very lucky man," I say, knowing full well that soon enough Marie will have agreed to become my wife.
"Not as lucky as I am," she replies. "I'm hungry, though, so let's get cleaned up so you can take me to dinner."
We shower. We get dressed. We go to dinner. On the way, Marie spots the masseur who she had such fun with during the summer. They exchange a look and I see the lust in his eyes. It excites me.
After dinner, she texts him. She invites him to our room. They fuck while I watch. They cuddle afterwards. She removes his condom and hands it to me so I can toss it in the bathroom trash. When I return I find them kissing as she strokes his cock. I'm surprised to find that he's hard once again. Soon enough he's wearing another condom and Marie is on top. She takes him inside her as I drop to my knees at the foot of the bed. I have a perfect view of my girlfriend riding another man's cock. Marie does so until she cums. They fuck doggystyle after that and the masseur has his second orgasm of the night, filling our room with his wild grunts and groans of pleasure.
He leaves soon after. Two of his used condoms rest in the bottom of our bathroom trash can. I know I will see them each time I go to the bathroom. I know I will smile and feel a tinge of arousal - or perhaps more than a tinge - as I think of Marie cumming on another man's cock in our hotel room.
She gives me a handjob after he leaves. It's slow and filled with sensual kissing and soft dirty talk. I think of how lucky I am to be with someone so beautiful and adventurous. I think of how eager she seems to tend to my pleasure after tending to his. I think that I've unquestionably made the right decision when it comes to committing to Marie for the rest of my life. My conviction is even stronger after I have an astoundingly pleasurable orgasm that leaves my stomach striped with my hot cum.
We wash up and fall into a deep sleep. Tomorrow is the proposal. Tomorrow night I'll be engaged to the most incredible woman in the world.
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She said 'yes,' which I was grateful for, because when we return to the hotel we're greeted by the smiling faces of a small group of friends and family that I invited to join us in the hope that we'd be celebrating.
My parents are there. So are Marie's. A few of our closest friends are there. Claire and Wes are there. Everyone is happy for us and we all have dinner together. Many toasts are made. Many bottles of wine and champagne are consumed.
After a long dinner - that my parents graciously pay for - we all head to our rooms. Marie and I end up alone in an elevator.
"I'm so glad you said yes," I say with a smile.
She holds up her hand and smiles at the ring on her finger. "I was hoping you were going to ask this weekend. Hoping desperately. I'm a little embarrassed to admit that there was a part of me that thought that maybe I'd ruined the chance of marrying you by...by doing the stuff I do with Wes and Claire."
I take her hand and pull her close. I kiss her neck and feel a powerful surge of desire that's at least partly attributable to the effects from the drinks at dinner. "The fact that you regularly fuck my sister and brother-in-law only made me want to marry you more, Marie, as crazy as that sounds."
She presses her body against mine and our tongues entwine. I taste the champagne on her breath. I'm tempted to pull her panties down, spin her around, and fuck her right there in the elevator, but I haven't had that much to drink.
"I talked to Claire," Marie whispers. "I asked her if she'd be okay with you watching."
"What? Really?"
She nods. "You could think of it as an engagement gift. Just this once you could watch as your sister and brother-in-law fuck me. You could watch them use my body for their satisfaction. You could watch them make me cum so fucking hard, Derek."
I want to watch. I know it's an unusual desire, and yet I'm clearly overflowing with unusual desires.
"Do you want to watch them fuck me?" she whispers. "In our room? In our bed?"
"Yes."
The elevator doors open. We step out. Marie takes my hand. We walk to our room. She texts Claire. She sets her phone on the dresser and pulls a chair from under the desk to a dark corner of the room.
"You can sit there," she says.
I sit in the chair and Marie dances for me. She looks impossibly sexy. She comes closer and spins around. She drops her ass into my lap and grinds on me.
"I think it would be best if you didn't masturbate while you watched," she says. "I'd like to be the one to make you cum, if that's okay."
"Yes, absolutely."
She stands. There's a knock on the door. She walks away. I sit in the chair in the dark corner of the room. My heart pounds. I'm nervous. I'm excited.
Marie welcomes Claire and Wes into the room.
They step inside. Claire kisses Marie. I'm stunned at how passionate it is, at how their bodies meld together. Wes moves behind Marie and kisses the back of her neck as he lifts her dress. Soon she's standing between them wearing only a pair of panties.
Marie takes both their hands and leads them towards the bed. She urges Wes to sit and then turns to Claire and kisses her in the way women do in porn films, as in they're both clearly trying to arouse Wes, and me, I suppose. It works, as Wes removes his pants and starts stroking his cock while a bulge forms between my legs.
"Will you suck his cock with me?" Claire asks.
"Nothing would make me happier," Marie answers, and I believe her.
They fall to their knees and each kisses her way up one of Wes's legs. They suck his balls, their cheeks pressed together as they pleasure the man they both clearly share affection for. I wonder if Marie is thinking of me at all or if she's fully lost herself in the wild pleasure of fellating my brother-in-law.
Claire is the first to take Wes's cock in her mouth and she puts on a show, looking up at her husband as she works the head of his cock. Marie tends to both his testicles and seems to lick his taint a little, too, eliciting a moan as she does so. I note that she's never licked me in that area, though I've never asked.
"Suck him, Marie," Claire says. "Take him in your mouth. Pleasure him and he'll fuck your tight little cunt."
Her words are exceptionally arousing and they seem to have that effect on Marie, too, as she hungrily takes Wes's dick in her mouth. Claire moves behind her and slips her fingers into Marie's pussy, pushing deep inside her and filling the room with the sounds of wetness.
Claire looks towards me as she fingers my fiancée. I'm in enough darkness that I'm not sure she can see me, but the look on my sister's face is one of pure, naughty pleasure. She likes that her fingers are inside my fiancée’s cunt. She likes that my fiancée is sucking my brother-in-law's cock, that my fiancée is on the verge of giving herself over to Claire and Wes for the sake of everyone's pleasure.
"You're a lucky man, brother," Claire says as she stares at me. "Marie is a revelation. She's a woman that opens the eyes of everyone around her to the vast pleasures that life makes available to us all. Even better, she's more than happy to give herself over to helping others achieve those pleasures, and you're going to watch Wes and me utilize your fiancée’s beautiful body for our pleasure all night long."
I shouldn't be as turned on as I am. Some part of me knows that, and yet I don't care. Not one bit. I crave this pleasure. I want this. I was made to experience this kind of pleasure and I'm deeply grateful to Marie for allowing me to experience it.
"Ride me," Wes says to my fiancée.
Marie stands and takes off her panties. She sits in Wes's lap and guides his cock into her pussy. Claire crawls closer and presses her face between Marie's ass cheeks. She gives a rimjob while my fiancée rides my brother-in-law's cock.
As she's bouncing on Wes's dick, Marie looks my way. She smiles and moans as Wes takes one of her nipples in his mouth. She runs a hand through his hair and her moan deepens. She has a cock inside her, a tongue lapping at her ass, and another tongue working her nipple. She is a woman awash in pleasure and I am her fiancée watching from the sidelines with a throbbing erection in my pants. It is blissful in a way I didn't know was possible.
Claire soon takes a turn riding Wes. Marie gets on her knees and eats Claire's ass. She sucks Wes's balls, too. She stands and kisses Claire while playing with her tits. She masturbates and she and Claire cum at the same time.
Marie gets on her back in the bed. Wes gets between her legs but sits back on his knees. He guides his cock inside her and thrusts in and out while Claire sits on Marie's face. The couple kisses as they use my fiancée for their pleasure. Marie rubs her clit and has the loudest, longest orgasm I've ever witnessed while her mouth and pussy are put to use for the pleasure of the happy couple.
Claire cums on her face and climbs off. Wes fucks Marie hard in missionary and cums inside her. He pulls out and kisses his wife as his stiff cock throbs.
"Clean me," he says to Claire.
She sucks his dick clean, doing so like she's in a porn film. It's messy and naughty and I watch for a few moments before looking at Marie, who happens to be looking at me.
She sits up and spins around. She sits at the corner of the bed and spreads her legs. I hear the sound of sucking behind her, but my eyes are glued between her legs.
"Claire usually cleans me, but I wanted to offer you the chance to do so," she says.
My heart is pounding. My head is swimming. My dick is hard as a rock.
"I like it when she cleans my pussy, and to be honest, Derek, I think I'd like it even more if you did it," Marie adds. "Will you clean me?"
I slide off my chair. I move towards the bed on my knees. I'm between her legs in just a few seconds. I stare at her pussy. I inhale the smell of sex. I lean in. She puts a hand on the back of my head. I plunge my tongue into her pussy and a moment later I taste my brother-in-law's cum.
Marie moans like it's the hottest thing she's ever experienced. Her enjoyment helps me relax and sink into the pleasure I feel, into the desire that swirls through me, into my need to let this kink overtake me.
"That's really fucking hot," Claire says.
I look up and see her behind Marie. Her hands are on my fiancée’s tits. Marie turns and they kiss as I clean my brother-in-law's cum out of her.
"Now you've both cleaned your husband's cum out my pussy," Marie says softly. "I guess you're just a family of cum sluts."
Claire moans and kisses Marie deeply. I moan too as I feel like I've never heard my fiancée talk like that. It's wild and wonderful and my dick is so hard it hurts.
Marie looks down at me and smiles as Claire kisses her neck. Wes appears behind her as well. His lips find the other side of her neck. His hands move to her breasts, replacing Claire's.
"I need to get fucked again, baby," Marie says. "You can go back to your corner. I'll call you over when I'm ready to be cleaned again."
In a night full of sexual thrills, something about her tone proves the most thrilling. I move back to the chair in the corner. I watch my fiancée have sex with Wes and Claire. It lasts longer the second time. A lot longer. Claire and Marie orgasm several times before making Wes cum. I clean him out of her pussy again. I swallow most of his cum, but this time I share a kiss with Marie and she enjoys some of Wes's load.
"Maybe next time you can share his cum with your sister," Marie whispers before I move back to the corner.
I sit in the chair. I watch again. And again. And again.
Eventually, Claire and Wes fall asleep in the bed with Marie. I sleep on the couch. I wake up to them fucking a few times during the night and again the next morning. I clean each time. I swallow cum. I share cum.
I am not allowed to cum until Wes and Claire have left the next morning.
Marie welcomes me into her pussy as soon as they're gone. We make love. It's slow and sensual. We whisper about how much we love each other, about how hot the night was, about how much we're looking forward to spending the rest of our lives together.
Boundaries were almost certainly crossed, but I don't want to live my life within restrictive boundaries. I want adventure. I want kink. I want wild fun. Marie will give me that. Marie wants that as much as I do.
That's why I truly am the luckiest man in the world.
The End.
