Title: #202: The Phone Call

Author: Mnemosyne

E-mail: memorvixen@yahoo.com

Archiver's Note: You can find the rest of the #200 series at Mnemosyne's site, Triple M


SUMMARY: Sequel to "#201: The Shower Scene." Michael and Maria are once again adding to their homemade porn collection. This time, they enlist some help from New York.

CATEGORY: Michael/Maria/Rath


FEEDBACK: Appreciated!

DISTRIBUTION: Go ahead and use it. :)

SPOILERS: None. :)

"#201" had such a wonderful response, how could I NOT write a sequel? Rest assured, if I do more of these, Kyle WILL reappear eventually, so all you BBQ M&Ms out there (M/M/K shippers) need never fear. LOL! I hope you enjoy this one just as much!

DEDICATION: To Jen, for being her wonderful, Rath-addicted self. To Ash, Mog, Rocio, Aelita, Julie, and everyone else who has always given me such wonderful feedback on my smut, especially on the RosBDSM list. You are all faboo!

MUSE-IC: Billy Idol, Chris Isaak

"You ever toss and turn,
You're lying awake and thinking about the one you love?
I don't think so.
You ever close your eyes,
You're making believe you're holding the one you're dreaming of?
Well if you say so.
I hurts so bad when you finally know
Just how low, low, low, low, low she'll go.

Baby did a bad, bad thing...."

-Chris Isaak
"Baby Did a Bad, Bad Thing"

"Thanks for doing this with us, Rath," Maria said, lying on her stomach on Michael's bed and kicking her feet in the air as she grinned.

"Yo, no problem, hot tits," Rath said, and Maria had to laugh. Even over the phone, the New Yorker sounded sexy. This was SO going to rock. "Porn kicks ass."

"Camera's ready here!" Michael said from the end of the bed.

"Michael has our camera all set up, Rath," Maria said into the receiver. "What about you?"

"Yo, I'm flashin' it my pearly whites as we speak, baby doll."

"Awesome. So we chat, I put you on speaker phone, then we fuck."

"Awwwwwwww yeeeeeeeah."

Maria giggled. "You horny, Rath?"

The dupe growled over the phone. "Just hurry up with the sex, sugar pussy."

Maria grinned. "Naturally." She winked at Michael as she hung up the phone. He grinned in return and hit record.


"Oh, darn!" the blonde girl said, annoyed. She'd just taken the latest "Cosmo" quiz and discovered she only rated an 8 on the sexual scale! Her boyfriend wouldn't like that-- he rated a 10!

Just then, the phone rang. "Yay!" She dropped the magazine and grabbed up the phone, eager to talk to someone. "Maria and Michael's place!"

"Yo," a gruff voice said on the other end of the line. "Trini there?"

The girl pouted. "No, no Trini here." Aw, darn. She'd wanted to talk to someone, not get a wrong number!

"Damn, wrong number." There was a pause, then the voice continued. "Yo, you got a sexy voice. What you wearin'?"

Maria blushed. "I can't tell you that!"

"Why not?"

"'Cause you're a stranger!"

"My name's Rath. You's Maria, right?"


"There. We been introduced, so we ain't strangers any more. Now what're you wearin'?"

Maria bit her lip, giggling. Maybe if she had phone sex with this person, "Cosmo" would rate her a 10. Awesome! "A little teeny t-shirt and a pair of black panties." She looked down at her minute attire, giggling again.

"Mmmmm, sounds good. What color's your hair?"

"I'm blonde, and I have big green eyes and full pink lips."

"Hey, yeah?" Rath growled hungrily on the other end of the line. "I like blondes, 'specially ones with lips. You got nice breasts?"

Maria ran her free hand up her body. "Mm-hmm." She began kneading one breast, purring. "My boyfriend says they're perfect."

"You got a boyfriend?"

Maria nodded. "Uh-huh."

"He there with you?"

Maria grinned. "Yep. In the next room."

"Yo, put me on speakerphone, bitch."

Cheerfully, the girl turned on the speakerphone, setting down the receiver. "Why'd I do that, Rath?"

The man chuckled. "Call your boyfriend in."

"Okee. Miiiiiiiiichaeeeeeeeel!" She rolled onto her stomach again, facing the phone. "Why'd I just call him?"

"He like sex, honey lips?"

Maria purred, licking her lips. "Mmmm, he looooooves sex. We have sex every night."

"Then he's gonna love this."

Maria's broad-shouldered boyfriend, Michael, jogged into the room from the living room. "What's up, baby?" He was wearing a pair of jeans but no shirt.

"I am," the voice on the other end of the line said gruffly.

Michael gave the phone a puzzled look. "Who's that, Maria?"

"That's Rath," she said, grinning at him. "Rath, Michael. Michael, Rath." She giggled. "Now you two aren't strangers anymore."

"Okaaaaaaay..." Michael took a step towards the phone. "Rath?"


"Who are you and why are you talking to my girlfriend?"

"I'm just a guy who likes sexy women, and your chick there has one fuck of a sexy voice."

Maria giggled, and Michael grinned at her. "Yeah, I know. She looks even better than she sounds."

"I bet. Yo-- she still wearin' those panties she told me 'bout?"

Maria blushed as Michael looked her over. "Yep."

"That just ain't right. Get 'em off, bro. And the shirt, too."

Michael grinned and climbed onto the bed next to Maria. She rolled onto her back obediently and he tugged her panties off as she pulled off the shirt. Her nipples hardened immediately in the cool air of the room.

"She naked yet?" Rath asked, obviously getting impatient.

"Mmmmm, fuck yes," Michael replied, straddling her nude body with his arms. Maria gave him a dazzling smile.

"Awesome. Hey, sexy fuck?"

"Mmmmmm, yeah, Rath?" Maria asked, keeping her eyes on Michael's face. He grinned at her and used his broad hands to spread her legs. She cooed.

"You wet?" Rath's voice was husky, and Maria giggled.

"I'm really wet, Rath," she murmured as Michael bent her legs at the knee, spreading her feet apart. "You have such a sexy voice, it made me go wet really quickly."

"Yeah, I bet it did." He moaned a little on the other end of the phone. "How's your clit?"

Maria bit her lip, reaching down with one hand to touch the sensitive nubbin. "Ooh! Hard!" She moaned, rubbing her finger in slow circles around the bundle of nerves. "Ooooooh..." Michael licked his lips and began kissing down her inner thigh. She moaned again.

"You touchin' yourself, hot tits?" Rath moaned on the other end of the line.

"Y-yes..." Maria murmured, eyes closed.

"Mmmm, so'm I. But I's imaginin' that a fuckin' sexy blonde with big green eyes is doing it, dig?"

Maria nodded quickly though he couldn't see. "I d-dig!"

"Do you like touchin' me?" He moaned extra loud. "Mmmmm, fuck, I LOVE you touchin' me..."

Maria nodded again. "I love touching you too, Rath..." She pinched her clit, crying out as her hips leapt. "Oh my god!"

"Yeeeeeeeah, you like that, bitch? You like me touching your tight little clit?"

Maria moaned again. Michael's lips were kissing like infuriating butterflies across her lower belly, and her fingers were already slick with juice. "Yesssssssss...." She shuddered as she pinched her clit again, imagining strong, male fingers were doing it to her. "Ooooh, I love how you touch me!"

"Yeeeeeeeeeeah... Yo, Michael. Mmmm, show her what Rath-tongue feels like."

"Yeah," Michael purred, moving his mouth down. He nudged her hand out of the way with his nose and latched onto her clit with his mouth, sucking.

Maria's back arched. "OOH! Ooh, Rath! YES!" Her hips began to rock.

"Shit, you taste good," Rath muttered. "Jalapeno pussy juice..."

Maria whimpered. "Rath... yes, Rath... suck me! YES! SUCK ME!"

"I am, bitch! Shit!" The man's breathing was getting faster. "Yo, get ON me, dig? ON me!"

Maria nodded quickly, reaching down to pull on Michael's hair, trying to drag him up to her mouth. He went easily, forcing his tongue past her eager lips as his hand unzipped his jeans, so that his cock could spring free.

"Hurry up, fuck muffin!" Rath growled into the phone. "You don' wanna waste my e-clair's creamy fillin', do you?"

Maria moaned, grinding her lower body against Michael's. "No! I don't! Ooh, in me! PLEASE! Get in me...!"

Michael grunted, pushing his jeans halfway down his thighs with one hand and thrusting into her, sinking in completely on the first push.

Maria's back arched and her legs widened. "FUCK YES!" She started bucking beneath him. "RIDE ME!"

Michael growled and closed his teeth around her smooth white shoulder, biting as he pounded into her. She keened with pleasure, clawing down his back.

"Mmm, hot, sexy, wet, slutty whore," Rath panted over the phone. "Trick pony, fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.... I'll ride you, bitch!"

"YESSSSS!" Maria shrieked, hooking her ankles behind Michael's back. "YESSSSS! RATH! MICHAEL! FUCK!!" Her body shuddered with release as she orgasmed, closing around Michael's dick like a vice. "YEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSS!"

"Maria!" Michael gasped, burying his face in her throat as he sank in deeply, shivering with his own climax.

"Mmmmmmmmm, YEAH!" Rath cried out over the phone, making the receiver rattle in its cradle. "Biiiiiiiiiiiitch...."

Maria panted beneath Michael's spent body. "Ooh... Rath..." she murmured, closing her eyes. "Wowee..."

The man chuckled, panting a little himself. "No shit, bitch." He moaned softly. "Mmmm, we gotta do this again. Face to face."

Maria nodded dreamily, kneading Michael's back with her heels. "Mm-hmm..." She smiled. "Perrrrfect...."


Maria rubbed Michael's shoulders. "Go hit stop, Michael," she murmured.

"No," he muttered, rubbing his cheek against her chest. "Comfy."

Maria sighed and giggled. "We're still recording."

"Don't care."

"Let him stay, bitch," came a voice from the bedroom door. "He's fucked out."

Maria looked up and grinned as a very naked, very sweaty Rath stumbled in from the living room. "So're you."

The gruff New Yorker grunted a response and flopped onto the bed beside them, dropping her cell phone onto the floor. He yawned loudly, sliding closer until he was entirely pressed along Maria's side, his arm looped around Michael's back. Michael was already fast asleep.

"I can't wait to edit the tape together," Maria murmured as Rath pressed his face into her throat, his chin resting on her shoulder.

"Neither can I," he muttered, his lip ring tickling her neck. "'Specially the encore."

Maria pursed her eyebrows. "Encore?"

He looked up, and grinned at her. His eyes were sparkling-- there was no hint of exhaustion on his face. "Yeah," he said. "Encore."

Hooking his hand under her side, he rolled her and Michael over smoothly, so that the other alien was on his back beneath her, and she was lying on his stomach. Michael mumbled something, shifted a little, but didn't awaken.

Maria looked at Rath with wide eyes. "What're you going to do?"

Rath grinned and opened the bedside table, removing a tube of Quickie Lube. "Jus' takin' a bow," he replied, straddling Michael's legs and rearing up on his knees behind her. "You didn't think one run was enough for the Rathmaster, didya?"

Maria glanced down at his dick, and grinned when she saw he was hard again. "Eager much, Rath?"

Rath snorted. "No shit, sexy tits. Ass up." He squeezed some of the lube onto his hand and began stroking his dick. "Shit, I love vacations."