Trusting Jay(18)

Both our work shirts hung open, and we pressed our bare skin against each other. He radiated warmth against me. Desperate for more, I pushed him in the direction of the bedroom while trying to completely remove my top so I could get at my bra.

Jay stepped back, out of my reach, and I looked at him in a panic.



“Take it off,” he demanded.

His words forced a smile across my face, and I took my top and bra off. He nodded in approval, but made no move to touch me. He seemed to be waiting, so I took off my skirt and nylons, and stood before him in only my panties. My stupid, everyday three year old work underwear.

“Fuck you’re perfect,” he said and swept me into my bedroom and onto the bed. I laid there watching as he removed his top and suit pants, still amazed a man like him was in my condo.

Jay knelt beside me, as if surveying where on me to start. He leaned over and kissed me, but quickly moved down my neck and over my shoulders. Butterflies flapped madly at the contact of his hands with my breasts. He cupped them both, flickering my already erect nipples with his thumbs.

He looked up at me and said “I liked the tit shot.”

Mortified, my entire body flushed red. Before it had a chance to calm down, he clamped his mouth around my nipple and sucked so hard the walls of my pussy clenched. He did the same to my other nipple before trailing kisses down my belly.

He reached the edge of my panties, and without looking at me, hooked his finger in the waistband and tugged them down around my knees. I unconsciously rolled my thighs in. Aside from Matt, no man had seen me so intimately. I started to pull my legs all the way together when his hand slapped onto my thigh and yanked it wide open.

He kept his hand on my thigh, gripping it to keep it in place as he kissed the points of my pelvic bone, then moved his mouth down. First, he nuzzled and kissed over both of my thighs, blowing across my lips as he moved from side to side.

“I’d love to see some garters on these thighs.”

I groaned and widened my other leg for him. Very lightly, almost imperceptibly, his tongue licked my lips crossways. Then back again. Over and over, he took his time no matter how I moved my pelvis to try to urge him in.

I reached my hands above my head, and held tight to my pillow, waiting. I stared up at the ceiling, my eyes fixed on the light shade. The coffee maker beeped, signaling its readiness.

At last, his tongue slid up my slit, and down again. It found my hole and taunted it a few times before licking back up to my clit. He flicked it a few times, my eyes squeezed shut at the intensity. He removed his hand from my thigh and without hesitation plunged two fingers into me, pushing a loud moan from my lungs.

“Jay,” I panted. He rammed them into me again and again in the same steady rhythm while he sucked my clit hard into his mouth. My body welled and filled until I squirmed. He pushed his other hand down on my belly, to hold me still, without breaking his rhythm.

I screamed as a massive orgasm ripped through my body.

Before my body calmed, he moved his body over me, and kissed me hard on the mouth. His lips moved in a frenzy over my neck as he rubbed his hard cock against me, through his boxers, grinding against my still tender clit. My hands ran over the muscles on his back and shoulders, through his hair. I ached for him to enter me, but waited for his lead.

“Please,” I whispered, my mouth searching for his.

“Do you have any condoms?”

Thank you Jenny. “In the drawer,” I said, pointing.

The plastic wrapping on the box took forever and a day to take off so he could get at the contents. He ripped the box open and tossed one of the wrapped condoms onto the bed beside me.

I watched as he stood at the side of the bed, stroking his own cock, encouraging it to a rock hard state, my pussy getting wetter at the sight of his massive member and its impending arrival.

At last the condom was on. Jay moved to the end of the bed, seized my calves and yanked me down, so that my ass ended up on the very edge of the bed. I cried out in surprise as he flipped me over onto my belly.

He grabbed my hip bones and wrenched me against him. My pussy contracted in lust when the tip of his cock bulged against my entrance. I held my breath, my entire body prickling in anticipation. He slid one hand up my spine until it reached my neck. He took hold of my shoulder and pulled back, at the same moment he drove into me.

I gasped at the sudden fullness in my pussy and tried to remember to breathe. He slammed into me, over and over, pulling on my shoulder each time. His other hand inched inwards across my skin, his fingertips searching for my clit. He located it and as he pinched it between his fingers, jolts of electricity shot up my back.

He started to move faster and faster. I put my weight on my left side so I could reach down and cup his sack. He groaned at my action, spurring me on to fondle and roll his balls around in my hand. The sack grew tighter, and his cock growing harder within me.