“Moving In.” (Sequel to “The Pool Party)
Three weeks after the pool party, Jenn and I decided that I would move in with her. She had the bigger apartment, a two bedroom versus my one bedroom. We enlisted Jill to help. I rented an extended cargo van, and Jill met us at my apartment on early on Friday night.
“Great news,” she beamed, as she entered my apartment. “Besides the pizza I brought.” Jenn and I were busy packing boxes since 4pm with clothing and kitchen stuff. We figured we could get done by midnight. It was now six. We stopped to eat and hear her good news. “Went to the Doc’s today. She said I’m all patched up and can have as much sex as I want. God it’s been a long month!”
Jenn said, “That’s great news, Jill; I guess Scott is in for a long night.”
“I’m sorry I’m making you work here,” I said. “You don’t have to help us, if you don’t want to.”
“Oh, no, it’s fine, I’m glad to help. But, um, I want to ask you something but I don’t know how.”
I dug in to the second slice of pizza. “Best way is to just say it.”
“What is it, Jill?” asked Jenn.
Jill said, “Scott and I haven’t had sex yet, obviously. I mean, yeah, we’ve been intimate, but um, I was wondering if you’d loan me Ted for a dry run, well, hopefully a wet one,” she giggled nervously, “so to speak. I want it to be perfect for Scott. I mean, if I experience pain, Scott and I will get into an argument about how I don’t want him or some such manly pride thing. Ted on the other hand, would totally understand. Actually, we haven’t been getting along too well lately. He totally lost it when I first showed him my scars. He just doesn’t understand what happened that I could go to a place like that and do the things I did just for kicks. I just can’t disappoint him when we finally do it.”
Jenn said, “Sure, you can have Ted for a while; I trust him, but if he wants me in the room, that okay with you?” Jill nodded eagerly. “Then you got yourself a fuck date with Ted, that is, if Ted agrees.”
“My only condition is that Jenn needs to be around,” I said.
“Oh thank you guys; you’re both the best.” She hugged us both with tears in her eyes. We finished the pizza and beer and got back to work. Jill and I carried the mattress and box springs out, then the small couch, lamps, end tables. Jenn sealed up the boxes with tape, marked them, and we carried those out. I threw in the odds and ends as Jenn vacuumed the place, and Jill and I scrubbed down the kitchen. It was 11:30 when we were finished. I locked the place up and Jill followed us to Jenn’s apartment. We’d unload the van in the morning. Jill wanted anxiously to try out her newly healed sex organs.
When we arrived back at Jenn’s, Janet, Jenn’s sister, and Dave, her husband, were waiting. They had cleared out the spare bedroom and tidied up the place for us, wanting to share in the celebration of us moving in together. Beer cans were popped and we toasted all around.
Janet said, “I’m so happy for you guys. I love you both, dearly.” She hugged her sister, and hugged me, grabbing my ass with both her hands, a form of greeting she’d instituted early on. For my part, I hugged her tight, feeling her tits mash against my chest. She kissed me on the lips, hard.
”That’s so sweet,” I said. I shook Dave’s hand. The family was very open and loving about everything.
Janet asked Jill how she was doing, and Jill broke the news about her being able to return to her over active sex life. Dave toasted, “To sex, hot women, and big balls.”
“Don’t forget erect cocks,” Jenn added. We all laughed and drank our beers. We sat around the living room for a while, yakking, which came natural for Janet and Dave. Eventually they said their goodbyes, and left us alone. It was past two in the morning and I was beat.
“Can you hold off until morning?” I asked Jill.
She pretended to pout. “Actually, I’m whipped too. Oops, sorry, can’t use that word anymore.” We laughed and did a group hug. “Can I have the couch tonight? I’m too drunk to drive home.”
Jenn said, “Nonsense. I have a king size bed. We can all fit on that comfortably.” We took turns in the bathroom showering, each of us unabashedly naked as we entered the bedroom. Jenn and I examined Jill’s body. Jenn said,“The bruises are gone but the whip marks are still visible, though greatly diminished. Another month, and you’ll be good as new.” I got in bed on the far side, Jenn next to me in the middle, and Jill lay next to Jenn. I dozed off almost immediately.
Jill woke us up about an hour later, yelling and thrashing herself awake. A nightmare; had to be. I should have asked Sally how she was sleeping, but it never crossed my mind, because in my mind, the S and M incident was over and done with. But not in her unconscious. Jenn calmed her down and they spooned, Jenn’s arm wrapped tightly around her chest. I heard sobbing for a bit, then soft, steady breathing and snoring.
I lay awake thinking. What kind of men could humiliate, beat, whip, choke into unconsciousness, and mercilessly fuck a helpless human being? Jenn had been a recipient of that. Six others women were killed, on purpose. Jill could have been easily been one of those. Dead, and made available for the right price. What kind of price would a rich pervert be willing to pay to have sex with a still warm corpse? Did more than one man do it? Why not? How often was a freshly killed woman there? I figured three guys, twenty minutes each, with a total six dead women, so far, maybe more, at $50,000 a fuck with a video of them doing it for posterity. That was just short of a million dollars. Of course they would wear condoms. They had to, or their DNA would be in the victim. And all the while these two guys would give the fuckers a copy of the film while promising anonymity, and the then sell it in some snuff sex market. Was it shown live on some dirty, dark internet site? How do you market snuff films anyhow? Private buyers, probably. I wonder how much money that commanded?
I got out of bed and walked to the kitchen for a glass of water. I went into the living room and looked out the large sliding door of the second floor unit, then stepped onto the balcony. It was after three in the morning as displayed on the cable box in red letters. I sipped the water, oblivious of my nudity. The window looked out on the box shaped complex and the courtyard. Plenty of lights remained on in the apartments as parties raged into the wee hours of a Saturday morning. People milled in the court yard, sitting in groups, drinking, talking, laughing
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I felt rather than heard a presence behind me and knew it was Jenn. She slipped her arms around my waist and hugged me, her warm body and breasts pressed into my back. “Trouble sleeping?” she asked, kissing my shoulder blade. “Jill wake you? What’s the matter, baby. Tell me.”
She came around my side and we wrapped our arms around each other’s waist and looked off into the courtyard. I loved the set up here; you never felt lonely looking at all the activity. “Can’t help thinking about those animals who did this to Jill. Every once in a while, it just grinds at me.”
“I know, baby. Time will heal her mental wounds. And yours.”
“She may have been next on their snuff list. Find her in a roadside ditch someplace, raccoons nibbling on her decaying body.”
“Stop it, Ted. Don’t do this to yourself. You’re torturing yourself for no reason. She’s very much alive, thanks to you.”
“No, thanks to you. It was your idea that together, we confront her. What did I do? I walked out on her because I couldn’t take her sex games anymore. If she had been killed, it would be on me. She was, maybe still is, very sick, Jenn.“
Jenn didn’t say anything, but turned me toward her and she hugged me. I hugged her back. She said, “I love you, Ted. Because you’re a good man.”
“You saw what was happening to her. I was just a fool along for her sex ride.”
“Ted,” Jenn said, “you know men and women look at sex differently. What she was doing would turn most men on. We women like, even demand romance with our sex, and you’re good about that, and I appreciate it. But I could see she was devoid of any romance. She approached sex like a drunken sailor out to sea for six months. That’s all. A difference in hormones.”
I kissed her lips gently. “I love you, Jenn. I truly do.”
“And you have made me the luckiest woman in the world. Because I’m standing naked in the arms of the naked man who loves me, in front of the whole world, with people glancing up at us, thank you very much.”
I smiled. “What’s a naked couple to do? Wave.” And we did. We got a few thumbs up from a group sitting nearest to us.
Jenn punched my arm. “Come, back to bed. Before we’re arrested for indecent exposure. We have a long day tomorrow.”
“And I want to spend every minute of it with you.” I kissed her again. I was so damn lucky to have her. And I thanked God Jill was still with us. I don’t think I could live with myself if she had become a statistic.
***
The girls got up and did their toiletry. I managed to look at the alarm clock. It displayed 7am. Yikes. I rolled over and fell back asleep. I was woken up at 8:30 to the smell of bacon frying.
‘Wake up, sleepy head,” Jenn demanded. “Here, breakfast in bed. Eggs, bacon, hash browns, toast. Even orange juice. Sit up now.” I did as requested.
“Wow,” I said, looking at the heaping plate of food. Jenn was dressed only in one of my dress shirts, the sleeves rolled up. Jill came in with two plates, one for each of them. Jill was dressed similarly. There’s something very sexy about women clad this way. They sat on the bed and we ate the breakfast. Jill got up and brought in 3 mugs of coffee. “This is great. Thank you girls. I don’t deserve this.”
“I don’t know,” Jenn said. “Jill and I were talking while you were sleeping.”
“Uh oh,” I muttered.
They laughed. “We decided you needed this fuel for what we have in mind. But first, Jill has something to say to you.”
“Oh?”
‘Now, Ted,” Jill began, taking my hands in hers. “Jenn was telling me how you were beating yourself up earlier this morning.” I gripped Jill’s hands harder. “I feel badly I’ve inadvertently laid a guild trip on you. I’m sorry for that. But if something bad had happened to me, worse than it already is, no one is to blame but me. I put myself in that position. It would have eventually happened with or without you in my life. I was on a downward spiral, okay? Your leaving me only sped it up, it didn’t cause it. The psychologist told me that, so believe it, buster. Okay?”
“But Jill, it all happened when you and I were together.”
“Uh, Ted, uh, that’s not exactly true. There’s stuff I did without your knowledge. Bad, nasty stuff I don’t want to talk about. Okay?
I nodded, a tear forming in my eye. She kissed it away. “And finally yes, I have nightmares, okay? But they are slowly going away. Now stop fretting about what could have been, and concentrate on what is. Okay?” We finished out breakfast and Jenn gathered the plates. She returned with three mugs of hot coffee. I blew her a kiss. Jenn leaned over and kissed me. Jill did the same, but it was a longer, lingering kiss. Now, mister, you promised me a good fuck.” Jenn sat in a folding chair next to the bed.
Jill kissed my lips. “This is like old times, huh?”
“Yes, it is.” Jill straddled my waist, and pulled the work shirt she was wearing over her head. As I suspected, she was naked underneath. I gazed longingly at her B cup cute tits. I love her small aureoles and stiff nipples. She leaned over and placed her tits in my face. I licked her nipples and then sucked on them. To say I already had a boner is to state the obvious. She lay down beside me on my left, Jenn watching from my right. She felt my crotch through the sheet. She pulled the sheet down and I kicked it off. Jenn gave her a rubber and she rolled it down my shaft. Leaving some slack at the tip so my cum could fill it.
Jill sighed contentedly. “I was always fond of your cock.” She stroked it lightly and climbed back on top again and slowly inserted my erect penis into her newly healed vagina. She seemed hesitant, as if expecting it to hurt, but as I made progress into her, she relaxed. She smiled as I seated my cock to the max inside her. “You’re the only one I’ve ever had sex with who could bump my cervix.
”
“Feel okay?” I asked.
“So far, okay.” She rose up and sat back down. She leaned over and kissed me, and bucked her hips. She got a distant look in her eyes as she got lost in the sensations of fucking. I grabbed her ass and helped limit her bucking so I wouldn’t fall out of her pussy. She rolled off to the side and I rolled on top of her still coupled together. We did it missionary style for a while and I looked at Jenn a few times. I’d wink at her, and she waved back. I flipped Jill over and looked longingly at her perfect, petite ass as she lay on the bed. God I loved that ass. It reminded me of the blond, Sienna Miller, in the 2004 film remake of “Alfie,” in the nude scene she did. Now that was a perfect ass. And her tits were about the same size as Sienna’s also.I grabbed her hips and brought her to her knees. Now I got to look at her fine ass while I fucked her. I stuck my cock in her cunt and humped her, and lightly spanked her butt, to show her it was okay to engage in a little S&M. “Make me come, Ted.”
I disengaged, and turned her over so her butt was propped up on two pillows. I entered her warm, moist pussy and drove my cock home hard, rubbing her G spot in this position. I humped her hard, and she bucked her hips to meet my thrusts. “Ohhh, fuck, that’s good. Sooo good. You do me sooo fucking good. Oh, oh god, fuck, I’m gonna come. Ohhh,” she wailed over and over. I felt her pussy spasm on my hard cock. She thrashed her head back and forth and bucked wildly. I slowed my thrusts as she calmed down. We rested. “I’ve had enough, Ted. Bet you never expected to hear that from me, huh? But I’m getting a bit sore. Guess I have to work it back up to where I was before.” She kissed me hard on the lips and I withdrew from her.
But I wasn’t done with her yet. I scooted down and buried my face in her sex. I licked her as she started moaning again. Her hands were on top of my head, forcing me deeper into her crotch. I kept it up, and Jill knew I wouldn’t stop until she had an orgasm. I know this wasn’t part of the bargain, and I hoped Jenn wouldn’t be mad, but I couldn’t help it. I love making women orgasm. And soon she did, and I lapped up her emissions. Rising back up, I asked, “Want it up the butt?”
“No, I don’t dare. You’ll rip me open again.”
“Okay, sweetheart.” I leaned over and kissed her longingly. It was at times like this that I wished I’d never left Jill. I still had a place in my heart for her. But she didn’t love me anymore, and had said so.
Jenn stood up and seeing the tip of the condom empty of semen, took of her shirt. “So, what’s the verdict, Jill?” God I loved Jenn’s tits, and she knew I did. Perfect C cup tits, nicelt shaped, small aureoles and erect nipples perfect for suckling.
“Ted’s as good as he ever was, that’s for sure. But I’m a bit sore.”
Jenn smiled. “Well, he did get you off a couple of times.”
“Oh yeah. Best way to start the day.” She smiled and stretched lazily.
“Ted,“ Jenn said, “I think you should finish what you started.”
Jenn lay down next to Jill’s naked, glistening body. I gave her oral sex, but she didn’t get off on it, so I lay on her, kissing her. She spread her legs and pulled my cock into her pussy. Now that I had a side by sode comparison of how tight each of their pussies were, I’d have to call it a tie. But Jenn was the better looker, but I still had a thing for Jill’s outstanding ass. I wanted a painting or a picture of it to hang on the wall, so I could kiss it every day. Why didn’t I think of that before? But what would Jenn have to say about that? Probably not a good idea. I fucked Jenn on the two pillows under her ass technique to get her off, and it worked. I rubbed her G spot to perfection with my dick head. Jill lay on her side watching us fuck and watching Jenn orgasm. I flipped Jenn over and did her doggy style, and Jill got in the act by sucking Jenn’s tits as they erotically bounced with the rhythm of our fucking. Jill lay one her back and Jenn reached between her legs and stroked her pussy. Jill spread her legs as far apart as she could and humped Jenn’s hand.
I whispered in Jenn’s ear, “Sit on her face.” They re-positioned themselves, and Jill lapped at Jenn’s cunt. I got on my knees straddling Jill and removed the rubber and poked my cock into Jenn’s anus. She reluctantly let me proceed. With Jill getting her off licking her pussy I had my cock embedded in her rear passage. I didn’t fuck her, just let it stay seated deep in her bowels. Soon Jenn came strongly. “Ohhhhhh, fuck, that’s good, ohh, god, aaaah!” I felt her pussy spasms on my cock buried in her ass. That was hot.
We uncoupled, and on my knees still, Jill sat up cross legged and watched as I grabbed my cock and began stroking it. Jenn sat down on the bed on the other side of me. They both began feeling my ass up. I groaned as I stroked my cock for them.
“Does that feel good, Ted?” Jenn murmured. “Jacking off in front of us girls?”
“Hell yeah, it does. I love doing it while women watch me.”
“Do you want us to watch you spurt?” Jenn winked at Jill.
Jill said, “Do it, spurt it out for us. But beg us to watch you do it.”
“Yes,” I said, feeling it rise. “Please, I’m begging you on my knees, naked with a boner, rubbing it, jacking myself off, watch me do it, watch me come for you.”
Aren’t you embarrassed masturbating in front of us?” Jenn asked.
“Yes, I love it though.”
Jill said, “But isn’t it demeaning, degrading for you to do that to yourself?”
“Yes, but it’s so erotic. Now, I’m coming.”
“I don’t want to watch,” Jenn said smirking. “It’s disgusting.” Jill giggled.
“No, please, you have to watch me come.” I saw an eager first and small spurt, and a few seconds later, the main act followed. They were watching. Jenn cupped her hands and caught most all my cum as it spurt out and then pumped out of my cock and flowed into Jenn’s waiting hands. “Oh god that’s good. Fuck. Nothing like it.”
Jill put her finger in my semen and stuck it in her mouth. She did it again and stuck it in Jenn’s mouth. Jill stuck four fingers in my goo and made me lick it off her fingers. Jenn got up and went to wash her hands. Jill got up to go pee. It was over.
We dressed just in time to greet Janet and Dave, who came over to speed along the moving process, which was nice. “Who’s in the shower? Dave asked.
“Jill. She was too drunk last night to drive home. Need to use it, she won’t mind.”
Dave knocked and opened the bathroom door and announced his intentions to pee.
Dave and I hauled my stuff to the empty bedroom, set up the bed while the girls hung my clothes up and sorted through my underwear and socks and out them away in my small dresser, which was kinda embarrassing, as I like tighty whities when most guys liked boxers, like Dave. We finished up and had to return the rental truck, and Dave followed to drive me back.
I gave Jenn a kiss before heading out, and Janet said to Jenn, “You gonna tell him now or later.”
I looked questioningly at Jenn. She looked nervous. “What is it?”
Jenn said, “Mom and dad are back from their cruise. They’re stopping by to meet you.”
I shrugged. “I’d like to meet them.” Something else was bothering the two women. “Okay, lay it out for me.”
Jenn exhaled loudly. “Daddy isn’t crazy about you moving in here with me. He’s kinda bull headed about stuff like that when he’s made up his mind about something.”
I took Jenn by the shoulders. “Do you want me here, living with you?”
She smiled. “Absolutely.”
“Then that’s the way it’s going to be. I’ll manage your father. What do you want to do for dinner tonight? Your parents staying to eat?
“I don’t know. How about carry out?”
“I’ll get Chinese on the way home.” Dave and I left, and I didn’t bring up their disapproval of our situation with him either.
***
When we got back, there was a late model Lincoln in the visitor parking lot. Dave indicated it as belong to his in-laws. So, they were already here. Dave and I carried the food up the steps and entered Jenn’s apartment. My apartment now too, I thought. I put the bags of food down on the counter, and Janet busied herself setting the plates and table wear out.
Jenn formally introduced me to her mom, Helen, first, then her dad, Richard, who went by Rick. “Very pleased to meet you both.” They each had drinks in their hands, Helen a glass of wine, and Rick, a beer. There was palpable tension in the air.
“Can we talk privately for a few minutes, Ted?” Rick said formally.
Jenn protested meekly by saying, “Daddy. Really-”
“Absolutely, Mister Husker. The spare bedroom is set up.” I led him to the bedroom and closed the door.
“I’ll come right to the point. I’m not happy about you moving in with my daughter.” He crossed his arms across his chest, the universal signal that he wanted no argument and further, didn’t want to hear my side.
“Okay, I can understand that. Jenn is a beautiful, intelligent woman, and if I were you, and Jenn was my daughter, I’d absolutely feel the same way. But quite bluntly, I have two things to say on the subject. Number one is, I don’t need your permission. It’s up to Jenn if she wants me living with her. Number two is, I want to ask you for your daughter’s hand in marriage. You see, we are in love with each other. I love your daughter, Rick – can I call you Rick? I see that Dave does - and I mean to marry her. And I want a great relationship with my in-laws”
Rick was thunderstruck and speechless for a moment. “How long have you been dating each other.”
“I’ve known Jenn for almost six months, and we’ve been dating for two. I know it’s a short time period, but I’m not planning a wedding for at least a year, maybe longer.” We both sat down, him at my desk chair, and me on the end of my bed. We talked about my career development, my goals, my education, my folks, for about twenty minutes. I think I laid it out in a positive way, depicting myself as an upstanding, homorable young man.
Then Rick said, “I heard through the grapevine you had something to do with that awful S&M business that Jill was involved in. Is that true?”
I debated telling him anything about that. I figured Dave or Janet had told them what Jenn had spilled to them. “Jenn tells me you’re in enforcement, right?”
“I work for the feds, DEA.”
I was blunt. “Then I prefer not to say anything to you about that.”
He studied me for a few seconds. “Okay look, what if I tell you anything you say to me will be kept confidential? I don’t interact with the local police, though I heard the FBI had formed a task force to look into it, kidnapping, sex slavery, racketeering, but that’s a stretch, and of course the sale of snuff films, which of course crosses state lines.”
“Okay, Rick, here’s the rub. You apparently don’t want me here, and handing me over to the cops might very well solve your problem with our living arrangement. But I’m willing to go out on the limb here, and trust your word. I pulled out my phone and brought up the pictures. “This is Jenn’s friend Jill, taken shortly after Jenn and I rescued her.” Rick took the phone and looked at Jill’s naked body covered in dark bruises and whip marks too numerous to count, all over her body. He flipped through the several pictures I had taken.
“Jesus,” he muttered.
“So yes, Rick, I broke into their base of operations, I put them in the hospital, busted the place up, and called 911.” I shrugged like it was no big deal. “And I would do it again.”
“You know how to fight well enough to take on two sober thugs?”
“Mister Husker, it only took me about twenty seconds to do that to them.”
He gaped at me. “Broken jaws, broken ribs, destroyed knees, and all in twenty seconds?”
“Yes sir. I’m a black belt in TaeKwonDo. And I was fighting mad at the time, too. But no one knows that, not even Jenn. So I’d like you to keep that under your hat, also.”
“Why the secrecy?”
“I’m a modest man, Rick, and I much prefer to think of myself as a lover, not a fighter.”
“You ever consider working in law enforcement?”
“No, don’t know anyone in that field.”
“You do now. We’ll talk more later about that. So, when did you plan on announcing the engagement?”
The way he said it seemed to indicate he was all in favor of the engagement. “Jenn says you’re having an anniversary party next weekend, right?” He nodded. “How about I ask her to marry me at the party?”
Rick frowned, deep in thought. I figured I’d either get his blessing, or he and Helen would walk out right now. And I didn’t want to upstage their anniversary. “I think … that’s a wonderful idea.”
I smiled and stood. “Keep that a secret also, will you? I want to surprise Jenn and her mom. Now, you up for some Chinese food?”
“You bet.” He shook my hand. “Ted, be good to my daughter. We love her dearly.”
“You can’t love her anymore than I do,” I said, looking him in the eye.
We rejoined the rest of the family, milling about nervously, Jenn a nervous wreck preparing for a good old fashion yelling match with her parents. But in front of everyone, Rick shook my hand. “Welcome to the family, Ted.” Jenn was so relieved, she didn’t attach much meaning to those words. There were sighs of relief, and Jenn hugged her dad, and then kissed me ardently.
Later that night, getting ready for bed, Jenn walked out of the bathroom naked and into my arms. “This is the first night of us officially living together. I’m so relieved Daddy didn’t throw a fit. Whatever did you say to him?”
I shrugged. “Just guy talk.” I smiled as she frowned at me.
She stepped back. “Ted, this is all I have to offer you.” I examined her nudity. She was beautiful. “And I give it to you. I’m all yours.” She stepped forward and hugged me. “I love you, sweetheart.”
“Oh God, I love you, too. With all my heart. You make me the happiest man in the world.”
She stripped me of my clothing, pushed me back on the bed, sat down on me, and took my erect penis and put it into her vagina. She began to ride my cock, her hands on my male breasts, squeezing them. “I love fucking you,” she said. “I love the feel of your cock deep inside me.” I pressed my thumbs on her pubis, and explored her clit, massaging it. She moaned in pleasure. “You do me so good. You know everything about me, every square inch of me. Ohhhh.” It didn’t take long for her to achieve her orgasm. “Do me from behind,” she said.
I flipped her over and she got to her knees. “I love your ass,” I moaned as I re-entered her. I fucked her for long minutes.
“Did you enjoy the pool party where we fucked in the sauna? In front of them?”
“Yes, that was hot. I guess we like to expose ourselves while we have sex.”
“I think about doing it in front of people a lot. It makes me so horny. Spank me.” I did. “People seeing me naked and in heat, humping and fucking, sweating, losing control, beyond any inhibitions, fuck, that’s fucking hot.”
“You naughty girl, and your naughty thoughts. I need to punish you proper.” I spanked her until her butt was bright pink. It turned her on so much she fingered herself while I spanked her. She came again.
“Gawd, you last so long, shit, damn, oh fuck that’s good.”
I withdrew my cock from her pussy, and dived to the night stand. I hoped the batteries were still good in her vibrator. Shaped like a microphone, I turned it on and stuck it to her engorged pussy. “Ohhhh,” she moaned, and bucked her hips in sexual heat.
“Don’t come until I tell you to,” I warned.
“Ohh, I can’t, I can’t hold out. It feels too good. I have to come.”
“No.” I spanked her butt, her erotic flesh rippling under my blows. I reached down and pinched her tits and nipples hard. She gasped. I made her hold off for four minutes. “Okay, you can come now.” She tensed, straining. I looked at her pussy. Her cunt juices exploded, spraying off the ball shaped vibrator.
“Aaaahhhhhheeeeee,” she screamed in her intense orgasm. “Oh shit, oh,oh, oh.” I kept the vibrator on her sex. “I can’t, take it off, please, ohhhh.”
“Your naked and humping the vibrator while I watch. Your pussy is squirting your cunt juice. You can’t help it. Your naked and exposed and in heat. Come for me again, my little cunt slut.” She babbled incoherently, threw her head back, arched her back and came again. She screamed in ecstasy. This time there was a lot less juice emitted from her pussy.
“Please, enough. I can’t do it anymore. Please.” I laid the device down and turned it off. She collapsed to her stomach, still lightly moving her hips. “Oh god that was good,” she moaned.
I got off the bed and stood my her. “Suck my dick,” I demanded. She turned toward me, eyed my erection, and got up on her elbows. I stuck my cock in her mouth and she sucked on it while I humped her face. “I’m gonna cum in your mouth and you are going to swallow it, understand?”
“Yes, master,” she said, and stuck my cock back in her mouth.
“Make me come.” She worked my cock head with her tongue and shielded her teeth with her lips. She had the right pressure on my cock and it felt good. Saliva dripped down her chin but she didn’t care. I pinched her ass and boob and she squirmed, but continued to suck me off. “I’m coming,” I moaned. She took a deep breath as I shot my load in her mouth. Still she sucked, getting all my cum into her mouth. She sat up, releasing my spent cock. She opened her mouth to show me my cum. Then she swallowed it, with a smile. “Damn that felt good,” I said. “You give very good blow jobs.”
She smiled wickedly. “I have had a lot of practice. I’ve sucked off at least a dozen different cocks, each one many, many times. Does that make you angry, that I like to suck other guy’s cocks? Hmmm?” I was still hard from my ejaculation, and she took me in her mouth again. My cock head was over stimulated, and it took all my will power to not pull it out. In about five minutes, I came again, much to my astonishment. “Kiss me,” she demanded. And I did. We exchanged my cum, back and forth in our mouths, until she finally swallowed it. That was hot.
I fell into bed beside her, and she eventually nodded off. I watched her breath, watched her breasts rise and fall with every breath she took. Her tits were amazingly beautiful; I loved them. She was asleep naked next to me, completely giving herself to me, trusting me absolutely. That was sexy. That was love. She loved me, I thought, amazed. Eventually I nodded off too.
