Jake and Jackie
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I had been wearing the skimpiest clothes, I owned since Jake and I started having sex. I couldn't help the confidence which oozed from my body, Jake always wanted photos that I was more than willing to send.
I knew the effects my young, innocent body had on mum's boyfriend around the house. Even though he tried so hard to look away, I always caught his eyes wandering up and down my body.
To be fair, I'd stopped wearing any bras or panties around the house. My pussy was always clean-shaven, my nipples were always achingly hard. I'd bend over and he'd be choking or coughing because he'd caught an eyeful of my pussy or nipples by mistake.
It came to the point whenever he was around, I could feel his eyes on my innocent body. I knew that he was totally in love with my mother, I knew he wouldn't betray my mum, but even that didn't stop me from teasing him.
The other night, I told Jake about how I couldn't resist kissing my mum's boyfriend, full tongue and everything.
So there I was, I'd just had incredible sex with Jake, his cum was dried all over my breasts from this morning's blow job and amazing fuck sex, which made me feel incredibly sexy.
Now snapping to reality, I came home instead of being at school, standing on the driveway covered in cum, late for school in yesterday's clothes, with my mum's boyfriend in the way working on his car on the driveway.
I tried sneaking up the driveway, past my mum's boyfriend, without being noticed. Which didn't go very well, because I made it just past him, thinking I was safe, completely safe. When reality crashed down, he'd stopped working on his car and I could feel his strong hand gripping the hem of my ruffled dress.
I tried ignoring him, I carried on walking away, he pulled harder on my dress, which caused it to rip slightly as he tugged down on it. The fresh breeze on my hard nipples, made me realise, I was fully exposed because of the force he'd used.
My face was priceless, I was so embarrassed, I think I turned every shade of red. A couple of days ago I'd kissed him, now I had flashed him my cum covered breasts as well up close.
What seemed like a lifetime, flashed before my eyes, I visioned how much trouble I would be in. Would my mum murder me? would I be able to leave the house again? Would I be able to see Jake again?
My mind was freaking out, when I quickly snapped back to reality. My mum's boyfriend shouted, 'What is that on your tits Chelsea?'
I couldn't believe, my response as it left my mouth, 'Dried cum.'
His face was red. I'm pretty sure I could see hot steam coming out his ears, his teeth grinding together. He'd frozen like a statue. I pulled my dress back up to hide my cum covered breasts and started walking towards the house.
When he finally shouted, 'You wait until tonight.'
As I made it into the front door, I quickly went inside, I slumped against it, thinking, thank god, he didn't notice I wasn't wearing any underwear underneath my dress, or the cum which, was dripping down my inner thigh, because when I sneaked a peek at his crotch out on the corner of my eye, while he was frozen, it looked incredibly big and hard.
Once I finally recovered enough from all the excitement, I ran into my bedroom, stripped naked and got ready for another fun day.
I texted Jake, 'my mum's boyfriend's just seen my boobs.'
While I waited for a response, I started looking for a new outfit to wear, I couldn't even decide before my phone beeped.
'You naughty girl, next time show him your cute pussy, every man will love it.'
I replied, 'are you serious?'
He responded with, 'cause I'm joking, you are mine, now get here ASAP.'
I didn't even respond, I quickly showered, before heading straight to school. I was dressed wearing a white t-shirt, without a bra underneath, so you could easily make out my hard nipples if you were looking. I settled for a pair of skin-tight black jeans, which made my bum, look perfect. I dressed to impress, but I only needed to impress Jake.
Suddenly Jake sent a surprising message. 'Chelsea, prove that I own you.'
Before I could respond another message came through.
'I want you to go into your kitchen, open a kitchen drawer and pull out a big wooden spoon with a long handle. I want you to wash it, then push it into your wet pussy. I want you to fuck yourself with it slowly. Send proof.'
I replied, 'what, now?'
He quickly responded with 'No, on the bus. Do it for me, Chelsea.'
I quickly grabbed the spoon and headed towards the bus, ignoring my mum's boyfriend as he tried to speak with me. I just couldn't deal with him again.
Once on the bus, I walked towards the empty back seats. Looking around, the bus was pretty much, empty except for the driver and an old lady sitting way up the front. Slowly, I pulled down my jeans until my naked pussy was on display, thinking, thank god it's pretty much empty.
I pushed the spoon handle inside of my tight pussy, I'd never done anything close to this before. It felt so new, so wrong, but Jake just had this control over me. The spoon handle slid easily inside me, I started to pull it in and out slowly, feeling the larger part of the handle opening up my tight pussy. My whole body was alive and I wanted to cum right that instant but I couldn't just yet.
I took a photo showing the spoon sticking out of my wet pussy hoping it was perfect for him.
Knowing I'd do anything he'd ask, he asked me to spread my legs open my phone and turn my phone onto video mode. I pointed it down at my aching hot pussy.
I started fucking my pussy with the spoon faster, harder, saying, 'Yes, Sir, yes, Sir,' again and again, getting louder as the spoon thrusts into my body. I pictured him between my legs, pushing his hard cock into me with every thrust of that spoon. I could hardly wait to feel the orgasm I wanted so badly.
I sent the video, not able to type anything else through the haze of pleasure I experienced because of my intense orgasm.
Once I'd finished, my orgasm heightening my senses, I looked down the bus, and could only see the old lady looking at me angrily. Thank God she exited the bus stop just before I did.
I was so hot and bothered. I needed to be fucked. My skin was on edge, I could sense the goosebumps across my skin. Then my phone beeped. Thank god, it was Jake, telling me where to meet him once I arrived at the empty classroom.
Jake didn't wait long. He pinned my arms with his own, trapping them behind my back in a firm grip as he kissed me, so completely that thoughts started leaving my head. I was in awe of him, leaving only sensations.
Jake pushed me against the desk, his strength manoeuvred me easily, and both of my wrists were contained by a single strong hand. His other grabbed and pulled my hair as he pulled me right into a kiss.
I was overwhelmed by passion, I just couldn't stop being his girl. He quickly pulled my jeans down, taking control.
'You're so wet! Oh, my naughty little schoolgirl, you are mine.'
I could feel his thick cock press up against my already cock hungry pussy as I lay flat on the desk and arched my hips up to give him better access.
Jake's thick hard cock rubbed along and between my wet pussy lips, and again, I was amazed at my wanton need. I couldn't take his teasing anymore! "Please, please, just take me!" I cried out.
His response was a strong, smooth thrust of his hips. His cock finally entered me from behind, filling me and sending new waves of sensual pleasure through me.
Oh goddamn yes, this is how it should be. The feeling of him inside my pussy was wonderful, and every shift of his hips brought a new sensation to the forefront. He slowly slid in and out of me, letting me feel his length as he buried his cock inside me.
He ran his fingers across my hips and down across my ass, caressed and squeezing it as he firmly thrust into me over again and again. I couldn't help allowing him to do whatever he wanted. He sometimes sped up and then would slow down, then changing angles to rub his penis' head against a new part of my aching pussy walls.
I relished every moment, enjoying the sensation of being taken. His hands caressed my naked back as he pressed his hips against me sliding over my neglected skin in his exploration of my body. I was shocked to realize that my clit was pulsing again, responding to his demands, and I was again building towards an orgasm.
He wrapped his arms around my torso while deep inside me, pulling me up towards him. I crooked my neck to look over my left shoulder and his lips bent down to meet mine, a kiss I hadn't expected.
I groaned and pushed back against him, demanding more. His cock pumped in and out of me, and his grunt of pleasure as he kissed me letting me know that he was close to cumming.
I felt myself suddenly climb upwards, riding the pleasure wave as he took me in every way he could. I pulled away to gasp for breath as another orgasm hit me, pulsing through every nerve in my body.
Holy shit! Yes! The feeling of his hard cock inside me as my pussy contracted around it doubled the pleasure, causing me to drop forward onto my elbows on the desk and push back hard with my hips, to get more of him inside me.
A weird pulse provided an amazingly pleasurable counterpoint inside me, I glanced back through glazed eyes and realized that I loved him so much.
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Jake was like a drug for teenage girls. He was attractive, charming, and had a way about him that made girls want his attention. A fun casual friend, but addictive and dangerous in large doses or repeated use. Jake was only and always out for himself. He didn't know what it meant to care for anyone else. To him, women were disposable and only meant for his entertainment and pleasure. Stacey was a beautiful girl who was always seeking to fill the void left by her estranged, deadbeat dad who...
MasturbationDorothy Owens needed to get a gift card for a friend's birthday. She drove over at three o'clock and walked into the restaurant. The hostess took her information and told her to wait in the bar area while working on the gift certificate.She had a small talk with the bartender and asked for water with lemon. She noticed two younger men who were about the age of her grandsons. She smiled at them and gazed up at the television and saw a baseball game was on, and it was a team that she enjoyed...
TabooJake White Continues The next day started far too early for Jake after his exertions the night before, but he was washed, dressed and breakfasted ready to accompany his uncle on their walk down to the chandlery ready for the day’s business. Over the next few months he was to learn about all the items that the chandlery stocked, how they bought and from whom, who they supplied and how, and about the accounting system too. Jake gradually adjusted to life at home too. Dinner was always a...
Jake was probably one of the most even tempered of men, and it was rare that he regarded a set back as anything other than an opportunity, whether to find a new solution or take a new direction. So it was most unusual to find him sitting behind his desk silently fuming. The reason for his anger was the note grasped in his right hand. He had, some ten days ago, sent a message via the new trans Atlantic telegraph, a cable newly laid under the Atlantic ocean all the way to New York, to enquire...
This story continues some of the characters from Hardintown. You can enjoy this story alone but at the end there are links to other connected appearances of Lisa and Jake.Life continued to change rapidly for Lisa and her family. Her husband and Sara were going away for lover’s weekend. Lisa was looking forward to going back to the glory hole where she would have sex with all kinds of men. Just the thought of what would happen later that night made her pussy cream!Lisa walked out to get the mail...
Jake was sitting deep in thought when Hermione and Susan returned just before lunch. The pair of them were clearly on a high after shopping, a curious state that almost all women seem to enjoy - or should that be suffer from? “We’ve had a wonderful time, Jake,” said Hermione, dropping several bags and boxes. “We did,” said Susan dropping some bags on the pile, twirling around and dropping into a chair. “And we’ve more stuff to be delivered when some alterations have been made,” Hermione...
NOTE: This story is intended for adults only. It includes elements of voyeurism, time stop, non-consent/reluctance, ince$t, and mind control. If you are offended or upset by this sort of thing, please do not read it. The story is fiction and any resemblance to real persons or events is either coincidental or the result of artistic liberty.Feedback and positive criticism is welcome, as are suggestions and requests. I write more when I hear more from you, my beloved readers!Ladies, want to be...
Chapter 1 ‘John,’ Gill started the conversation rolling. Everyone at the bank referred to John Jacob Nicholls as John. It was his given first name, although his family always called him by an abbreviation of his middle name, as both his father and grandfather had been Johns. His great grandfather had been a Jacob, so were a number of uncles and strangely enough even a couple of great-aunts shared it as a middle name. There was no way that Gill would have known that, of course. ‘Everyone...
Introduction: Jake's hot aunt Jessie welcomes him into her home as his parents are finalizing their divorce. Marie and her husband David were going through some hard times. It seems that everything that had once defined their relationship was gone. They simply weren’t attracted to each other in the way that they were back when they were first married. Although they had both been faithful to one another during their 18 years of marriage, they were also both ready to move on. Sometimes these...