Christmas with Jack (3 page)
We fell asleep with Jack spooning me, his cock resting snuggly between the cheeks of my ass; his arms wrapped around me cradling my tits. I dreamed of Jack fucking me, again and again, every way imaginable, doing things to me that had never been done to me before - the one
thing
that had never been done to me before - fucking my virgin ass. It was something I began to crave since Jack stepped back into my life. My pussy started throbbing as I felt Jack’s cock so close to my hole. I came out of my lucid dream, horny, wet, unbelievably turned on by the feel of his skin against mine. I had to have him again.
I began grinding my hips in circular motions, the friction between my ass and his pelvis stimulating his cock and I felt him harden against me. Jack stirred from his sleep, a soft, sensual moan coming from his throat as he started to wake up.
“Merry Christmas, Jack” I whispered, looking back over my shoulder at Jack’s sleepy smile.
Jack brought his head down and wrapped his arms around my waist, kissing the back of neck as he pushed his hardening cock against my ass, sending chills all through my body. Everything about this moment felt incredible. I couldn’t get enough of Jack, and I knew by the way he’d been acting that the feeling was mutual.
I rolled over on my stomach, pushing myself up doggie-style and quietly offered myself to Jack again. He followed suit and straddled me from behind. He started rubbing his cock gingerly up and down the inside of my ass, lubricating my puckered hole with our leftover juices. I felt my tender flesh swelling and throbbing instantly from his touch. He teased me for a while that way, stroking himself as he did, getting hard again from the dual stimulation. He rubbed himself over my backside, sending miniature spasms to my swollen, dripping cunt every time the tip of his cock got near my hole. I felt another orgasm building inside of me and I had to have Jack inside of me.
There.
And right then.
“Jack,” I squeaked, “fuck my ass, baby, please. I want to feel you inside my ass. I want to know what it’s like to have you fuck me there.”
I’m not sure what came over me. I had never had a cock in my ass before, but it just felt so right to ask the man I’d lusted over for years to take the virginity of my sacred passageway.
“You sure?” Jack tried to sound concerned, but I’m pretty sure the blood had left his brain from that request and it came out more strangled and hurried than anything.
“Very sure, Jack. Take me
now
.”
Jack eased the tip of his cock slowly into my opening and let out a low groan. My breath caught at the new sensation and waves of ecstasy flowed from the tips of my toes to the top of my head. He was only able to push his shaft in a small ways at first, the stretched skin forcing a whimper from my lips.
“Are you okay?” Jack asked, really sounding worried this time.
“Oh, yes. I.
Feel. Incredible.” I rasped.
Jack began sliding in and out then, his thick cock continued to stretch my tender skin, but it felt so good as his juices lubricated my passage while he pushed his cock all the way into the tight opening, going in deeper with each thrust until he’d reached as far as he could go.
Knowing I could handle his cock now, I gripped the sheets and began fucking him faster, the stimulation and friction causing the familiar bubbling in my belly once again. Jack gripped my hips and went with it, rocking his body to keep in time with my thrusts. Unable to restrain myself anymore, I let go of my orgasm and pushed back hard against Jack’s pelvis, needing to feel him as deep as I could get him to go while I released my juices. Jack’s voice came out in ragged gasps as he growled my name and followed suit, pumping me full of his hot cum once again until it ran out of my puckered ass, dripping all down my backside and onto the bed.
We both fell over onto the bed, panting and weak from our adventure. I looked over at Jack and admired the way he looked - hot, sweaty, the look of sheer bliss on his face - and I curled up beside him, running my finger through the tuft of hair on his chest.
“We still have an entire week left,” I said, a satisfied tone to my voice “do you think you can keep up with me?”
“I am definitely up for the challenge. In fact, I think I’ll come home for Christmas every year now” he grinned.
“Really? Just Christmas?”
“Okay, maybe not just Christmas.”
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Excerpt from Brooklyn Reese's
Kristyn’s Dad
Adam looked back over his shoulder from where he had been kneeling in front of Kristyn’s closet and turned to face me. It was as though he was seeing me for the first time. His mouth opened but no words came out, and it seemed he no longer had the ability to speak. At that moment he found himself staring directly at my crotch, his eyes slowly moving from my lean, tanned thighs and lingering at the point where they disappeared past the end of my too-short black mini, then wandered up to my tiny waist, pausing briefly at my firm, full tits. When he finally managed to look at my face, he at least had the decency to look sheepish.
“Hi there,” I purred, staring him dead in the eyes. “See something you like?”
“Lori, I’m sorry. I, uh, shit. It’s just that I haven’t dated much since Kathryn left, and I guess sometimes I forget that I still have a pulse.”
“And obviously a bit of hormones as well,” I giggled.
“Guilty as charged,” he teased, smiling as he came up from his place on the floor to look directly into my eyes.
With my heels we were practically nose to nose, and I could feel his hot breath on my skin. My body reacted appropriately by gracing me with beads of moisture that formed around the nakedness between my thighs.
“I’m sorry, Lori. I didn’t intend to leer at you. It’s just…” He sighed and raked a hand through his salt and pepper hair. “You have really grown up into a very attractive young lady. I hope you don’t think I’m some creepy old man now.”
“Not at all, Mr. Thompson…” I whispered.
“Adam. Please, call me Adam.”
“Adam, that’s the real reason I’m here, actually. I wanted to check on you…” I paused to run a finger over his bicep, “…to see how you were doing. I’ve been thinking a lot about you lately and—”
“You have?”
I looked at him with large doe eyes and bit the corner of my lip as I nodded.
And then something happened that threw my plans for seduction right out the window. Adam grabbed both of my arms and pulled me into him, planting his lips over mine, and enveloped me in a kiss so deep that I felt like I was floating above, watching the scene taking place below.
He loosened his grip and his fingertips slid slowly down my arms, past my ribcage and over my hips. Goose bumps formed over my whole body from the electricity he sent coursing through me, and I felt my knees go weak. Wrapping his hands around my ass, he went from gentle lamb to ravenous lion, grabbing each cheek and pulling me into him, grinding his rock hard cock against my mound as he drove his tongue deeper into my mouth. I melded into him, hungrily kissing him back. While he brought one hand up to the small of my back, he used his body to guide me gently backwards until I came down on Kristyn’s bed.
He pulled away from my lips for a few seconds to gaze at me while I panted, staring back at him, pleading with him to keep going with my eyes. Without breaking his gaze, he unbuttoned my blouse and then expertly flicked open the front latch of my bra, revealing my hardened pink nipples. I pushed myself up off the bed and Adam removed my shirt and bra.
“You are so beautiful,” he whispered, and then opened his mouth to lick and suck the area around my darkened buds, spending ample time on each one, slowly and carefully covering every last part of my perky mounds.
He came down over my mouth again, greedily suckling at my full, swollen lips, trailing his hand down between my thighs, and up my skirt, stopping short at the panty-less, wet entrance beneath. Once more he pulled back, smiling lustfully at his find, and I moaned at him in frustration. I thrust my hips upwards and ground into his hand, begging him for more, needing to feel his fingers plunge deep inside of me, and he eagerly complied. When Adam finally pulled his hand away once more, I let out a cry of disappointment.
Excerpt from Brooklyn Reese's
My Best Friend’s Dad
Since I was still a virgin, I hadn’t yet worked up the courage to penetrate myself with the stiff, blue rod. For now, my fingers were all I could handle inside my tiny, pink tunnel. When I first took it out of its box, though, I did practice deep-throating it to see how far I could take one inside my mouth. You know, just in case. I knew if I ever got my way, there would be ample opportunity to have the real thing. There was still the possible issue of Greg not being able to look past my age and the fact that I was like a second daughter to him. Or at least so I thought. But judging by the way he had looked at me, I had reason to be at least slightly hopeful. I would definitely have to work on putting to rest any doubts he might have; preferably soon, before I exploded.
I stepped out of my capris, stripped off my tank top, and climbed on top of my cool, crisp sheets. The contact made me shudder and my nipples puckered in response. I put a finger in my mouth and brought it down to trace light circles around the crinkles of my breasts, the stimulation sending jolts straight down the middle of my body. I set my vibrator on low and began fondling the outer folds of my cunt, teasing softly as I traveled into my fantasies of Greg. Oh, sweet Greg. His smiling face and shirtless, rock-hard body in those clingy shorts flashed through my mind. The familiar tingles coursed through me and my pussy responded eagerly, moisture forming around my hole. Slowly I maneuvered the cock around, exploring every inch of skin outside of my pulsing, wet mound. I tickled the opening of my quivering snatch, aching to break through the thin barrier that separated me from complete ecstasy. Several times I had been tempted to plunge the long, thick toy deep inside my pleading tunnel and finally satisfy that need, but I always stopped right before I caved, convincing myself to save it in case I ever ended up in Greg’s bed.
Tonight I chose to be more adventurous. I decided if I was going to save my sweet cherry for Mr. Watkins, then I was going to explore the neighboring passageway instead. After all, I might want to give him that cherry, too. I set the vibration mode a notch higher and flipped over on all fours, spreading my legs wide with my ass high in the air. I started out straddling the shaft, positioning it between the lips of my snatch so that the middle drummed rhythmically against my clit while the tip pushed between the crevice of my ass, teasing the opening of my puckered hole. The soft plastic tickled every exposed area of both of my sacred holes. The sensation was like nothing I’d ever felt before. Within seconds, I was overflowing with juices. The added lubrication on the tip emboldened me. I brought the blue cock around to the back and penetrated my ass just enough to see if I could take it. The feeling was even more incredible and I began to rock back and forth, getting a little deeper inside my hole, bit by bit, stretching it to make room for the entire length of the cock. The further in I went, the more I became lost in my fantasy.
Juices poured down my hand as I got closer to the edge. I started fucking my ass faster and deeper with each thrust, the width stretching me out, hitting every nerve ending inside my steaming cunt. My asshole was throbbing, but I couldn’t stop; it felt too fucking good. The orgasm was gaining momentum and with one final thrust, I sent myself into a sea of bliss, cum running down my thighs as I bit into my pillow to muffle my screams.
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Brooklyn
Reese's
Kissing the Pink
I rolled over on top of her, working my tongue slowly down from her mouth to her chest; taking a nipple between my lips and sucking until I felt it harden. I loved feeling her in my mouth. Every part of her tasted like honey. She bucked against me, pleading with me to fill her. I smiled and ignored her requests, moving over to her other nipple, sucking it until she cried out.
My pussy was soaked, starving for attention of its own, but I was intent on tasting Lauren, needing to put my mouth where Cindy had been just hours earlier. I moved down further and Lauren spread her legs wide in anticipation. Inhaling her musky scent, I licked her innermost thighs until she squirmed with delight. When she rose up to offer herself to me, I grabbed her ass and plunged my tongue deep inside her tunnel, almost having an orgasm from the mental image of doing this to Cindy. I pulled out so I could lick every millimeter of her from the bottom of her hole to the top of her clit, circling around her hardened nub and drinking in the feel of her folds against my mouth. I teased the outer part of her perfect, pink cunt, licking and sucking every part of her tender skin until I felt her getting closer to the edge. Wanting to delay her release a bit longer, I sat up and grabbed her dildo from inside her nightstand. She moaned in frustration and pleaded with me to just finish.