A Night to Remember

You turned to Jack as you stood on the front porch of the beach cottage, and looked up at him, your heart pounding with a pagan rhythm. Oh, man was he perfect, too. Thick black hair. Slight evening stubble shading his strong jaw line. Eminently kissable lips and liquid dark brown eyes that had been sending messages to you all night.

"I want to fuck you," they had said, and you knew your eyes must have been sending back the same message.

Jack held out his hand for the keys. With a soft, surrendering sigh, you handed them over. You watched as he inserted them in the lock with none of the shakiness you could feel in your own hands. A thrill of anticipation shot straight down to your pelvic bone as you stepped in, turned around, and waited for Jack to come in.

He entered the house, looking around as if memorizing the layout. He smiled, and held out his arms. You stepped forward, and his arms, strong and warm, wrapped around you.

"Don't be nervous. I'll stop if you say the word. This is about pleasure, for you and for me. We won't do anything you don't want to. Although you might find that you like a whole lot more than you realized."

You snuggled against Jack's chest for a moment, feeling the steady beat of his heart. Then you tipped your head back, glossy hair cascading down your back, and admitted to Jack, "It's been a year since I, well..." your voice died away. His left eyebrow arched slightly, and his arms clenched tighter for an instant. He bent his head closer to your left ear, nuzzled his nose against your earlobe, and gently licked your neck. That was so wonderful; you thought in ecstasy, how had he known that you were so sensitive there! Then his mouth moved up to the shell of your ear, and while shivers still rippled through you, breathed into your ear,

"Does that mean that your pussy is going to be really tight around my cock?"

The words shot straight down to your pelvis, and on a shocked gasp, your hips involuntarily wiggled against him. Without waiting for any other answer, Jack again breathed into your ear, "Oh good, I love tight hot pussies. You won't be so tight when I'm done with you, though," he promised.

While you tried to recover without melting into a puddle on the floor, he suddenly swept you up into his arms. "Which door is your bedroom?"

You closed your eyes for a moment. This was it, the crucial moment. They were apparently going to get right to it. Your thighs rubbed against each other at the thought that he would soon find out just how tight your pussy was. And how wet!

"First door on the right," you half-whispered, then cleared your throat. "You can put me down, you know. My legs may feel like jelly, but I'm sure I can walk."

Jack dipped his head down and brushed a kiss against the end of your nose, but continued holding you until he reached your bedroom. He set you down, holding you steady with one hand while the other opened the door and steered you in. He turned around, closed the door, and then backed you up against the door. Both hands speared into your hair, holding your startled face up to his. His voracious mouth came down on yours; devouring your lips, tongue immediately thrusting into your mouth. His full weight settled against you as you leaned back into the door, completely caught up in the heat and desire in his mouth.

His pelvis thrust into yours, the hard bulge of his cock pressing into your aroused delta. The ache in your pelvis became more focused on the spot between your thighs, as he bent slightly to get a better angle and fit himself into your heated crotch. His hips began a thrusting rhythm, keeping pace with his tongue in your mouth. You became aware that you were making moaning, whimpering noises. Never had you been turned on so quickly!

Jack released one of his hands from your hair and slid it down to your ass, squeezing one cheek in rhythm with his thrusting hips.

"Ohhhhh, OHHhhhhhhhhhh," You whimpered. His hand pulled your ass cheeks slightly apart, and the feeling was sharply erotic. His other hand slid down your back and also cupped your ass. Both hands began massaging the cheeks, rotating them in opposite directions, as his cock nestled even deeper between your thighs. It felt as though he was trying to get inside you, through your clothes. At the same time, his massaging hands made you feel so open, exposed even though you were still fully clothed. You'd never considered your ass as an erotic zone before, but you just wanted to melt right into his hands. Then one of those hands slid further down your thigh, and slid underneath your dress.

You gasped with an erotic thrill as you felt his hand on your thigh through your silky stocking. His fingers burned and left tingles behind wherever they touched. His hand slid up, past the top of your thigh-high stockings, and around to the junction of your firm ass cheeks and upper thighs, then higher over your buttocks. Jack slid his palm over the material of your silk panties, wedged between your tight buttocks. His hand followed the seam of your crotch down to your pussy. As his fingers brushed against the wet gusset of your silk panties, the pleasurable sensation almost brought tears of joy to your eyes. They both gasped this time.

"Jesus, you're drenched! I can't wait to feel your wet pussy around my cock," Jack moaned. Pressed against his chest still, you could feel the thundering of his heart. Then his fingers began edging under the panties, and all thoughts blew right out of your mind.

You almost came from that initial touch on your bare skin. The gentle tugging motion on your pussy hair as Jack moved the panties aside sent more liquid sliding down to add to the already plentiful cream. Jack's finger slid into your wetness. He rested the entire length of his finger along your channel and pressed upwards slightly. You cried out sharply, head falling back against the door, legs refusing to support her for a moment. You felt the muscular cords in Jack's arms stand out as he supported your full weight for a moment. He shifted them to a slightly different position, beginning to rub his finger back and forth in the channel between your cunt lips as he supported more of your weight against his outthrust hips. He lifted his head once more from your mouth and watched your face as the tip of his long finger bumped up against the kernel of your clit, and wiggled slightly.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh my God! Ohhhh, Ohhhh," you chanted breathlessly. "Oh, that feels so good," your voice trailed into a moan as Jack applied more pressure to her clitoris, sliding his finger forward to cover it completely and then pressing upwards hard. You jerked, and moaned again. His fingers were quickly drenched. Jack withdrew his hand from under your skirt as you whimpered its loss.

He held his hand up between you, and in the dim light of the bedside lamp you both saw how it glistened with your moisture. Lifting his finger up to his nose, he smelled your juices. You blushed with shock and arousal, feeling a rush of pleasure through your cunt at the lewd action. Then your mouth dropped open when he inserted his finger into his mouth, and began sucking all the juices off. As he withdrew it at last from his mouth, he smiled down at you and said, "Delicious." Just that one word, growled in a deep, throaty voice.

Jack stepped back slightly, unsnapped his pants, and pulled the zipper down. The rasping sound sent more shivers up your sensitive back.

"Take off your clothes. Leave the shoes and stockings on. I love a woman who's wearing nothing but stockings and high heels." This new, dominant Jack was so thrilling.

You began fumblingly to unzip your dress, all thumbs after the explosive passion of the last few minutes. Jack also undressed, stripping his shirt off, bending down with pants unzipped to take off his shoes, then pulling his pants down both legs and kicking them away. Meanwhile, you finally got the dress off, and revealed to Jack the matching slip and bra in peach silk and lace. The shadow of black stockings showed through your slip.

"Keep going," he growled his voice husky with his passion. You slid the slip down your hips, kicking it away as Jack had done. Then you reached behind you to unhook the bra. At that moment, while your back was slightly arched and your generous breasts were thrusting forward, Jack reached out with both hands and rubbed rough thumbs against the silk bra over your aching nipples. The sensation shot all the way down to your center, and you arched even more, pushing your breasts into Jack hands. Your nipples immediately erected, and Jack enclosed them between his thumb and forefinger, pinching slightly and then twisting your captive nipples. Your moans were loud in the quiet room. Your breathing had grown deep and hurried with arousal.

Jack slid his underwear down his thighs, bent over slightly, and stepped out of them. When he straightened up and you got a good look at his cock, you gasped again. He was longer and thicker than your ex-husband, his cock quivering slightly against his stomach with each pulse of blood. Jack smiled at the sound and stepped towards you, as you sagged against the door on suddenly weak knees. You looked over Jack's shoulder at the bed, and then back at Jack, quickly. He caught her look.

Jack's teeth flashed whitely in the dim light as he smiled. "Oh, we'll get to the bed. Eventually. But this first time, we are going to fuck right here, standing up against the door. I can brace you against the door for a really deep fuck; you'll feel me right at the entrance to your womb. Before you get my cock, though, I'd like another taste of that sweet pussy."

The tone, as much as the words, sent sharp shafts of desire that were almost painful deep into the deepest recesses of your femininity. You felt as though you could come right now just from his voice. Had he commanded it, you would have melted into an orgasmic heap on the floor. Man, you were ripe as a peach. How could you possibly have stayed celibate so long? Oh yeah, because no one had made you wet with just a look until you met Jack, that was why.

Jack knelt in front of you, positioning himself for a long, hot, wet session. He used his hands to position your pelvis, massaging your ass cheeks in slow circles. Then he leaned forward, bracing himself with his hands on your ass, and then...just...smelled you...for a few seconds.

A few deep breaths, then..."MMMMmmmm. I love the smell of hot, fresh honey," he said in an almost teasing moan.

You thought about dying with embarrassment, for about 5 seconds. This man was so uninhibited compared to any guy you had ever dated! But it really turned you on, the way that Jack told you what he would do to you, and how it made him feel. You never would have believed that this kind of conversation could turn you on so much.

These and all other thoughts were driven out of your mind when Jack leaned forward, pulled your thighs open and took a long lick up the juncture of your pussy. You groaned then whimpered, and generally made a lot of noise at the sudden jolt of pleasure. Then, when you quieted down a bit, he did it again, slower, more deeply, pressing his tongue into the slit to scoop up your cream.

"Mmm, darling, you taste soooo good. Gotta have more of that sweet girlcream." And he went back to licking you. You were, by this point, panting. Only his hands spreading you open held you up, as your legs had long since lost all strength. Jack was completely engrossed in the wet heat between your thighs, feasting on your arousal.

Then he added a new twist to the sexual torment. Stiffening the support of one hand, he moved the other between your thighs, using two fingers to hold the lips of your tightly closed cunt open. A rush of heat and openness swept over you as you felt the lips parting. Your exquisitely sensitive clitoris was exposed, and Jack immediately took it into his mouth, suckling it, slipping his tongue around it like a piece of candy he could melt in his mouth. Two fingers from the hand holding your labia open dipped inside, then slid slowly, deeply into your pussy, stopping only when they reached his palm. Jack then turned and twisted the fingers, wriggling them inside you to create more room in your tightly clasping sheath. He experimented a little, pushing open his fingers, trying to widen you. You didn't know exactly what he was doing inside you, but you knew you were going to orgasm quickly if he kept on doing it. Jack recognized the signs, and not wanting you to cum too soon, eased his fingers out and rubbed them gently up and down the groove of your slit for a moment. He stopped sucking on your clit, instead blowing on it softly. Your breathing slowly evened out, although you stayed on the edge, waiting for that one touch to push you over into orgasm. Your empty sheath fluttered and dripped juices.

After a few seconds, Jack began licking up the juices, which had trickled out onto your inner thighs. Then he edged his tongue back into your slit, licking from just below your clit as far back as he could reach in this position. His hands were again holding your ass cheeks open. You were learning! Learning to love the feeling of erotic vulnerability when he held you open.

Finally, finally, Jack took your clitoris gently into his mouth, biting down very, very softly and then suckling it. Almost before you realized his hand had moved, fingers slid back inside you. This time he used three fingers, and you were so wet, they slid in just as smoothly as two. You and Jack both heard the liquid sounds of your flesh opening to receive his deep caress.

Jack whispered, "I love that slippery sound of wet cunt. I always spurt a little jizz when I hear that sound, knowing my lady is turned on enough to be so juicy. You like it; too, I can tell by the way your cunt tightened around my fingers. You just drenched my fingers. Let's spread you open a little more, so I can taste some more honey."

He spread his fingers in that impossibly cramped space, listening to your moans and whimpers of pleasure. Then Jack began to lick and suck the cream out of you, licking his fingers inside of your cunt, licking the juice that trickled down his wrist. Finally, when he sensed you were absolutely on the edge of a giant orgasm, he stopped everything, pulled back, and just held your thighs open. He gazed hotly into your pussy, watching the way the pink folds fluttered opened and closed, looking for something to fill the void his fingers had left behind.

"Oh please, don't stop, don't stop. I can't stand it, you're killing me," you moaned softly.

"I'm not stopping, honey, just moving us to a new level." Jack stood up and steadied you against the door, stretching slightly to relieve knees made stiff by kneeling for so long. He quickly slid his tongue across and then into your lips, suckling your tongue for a moment.

You realized the tangy scent and taste on his tongue was YOU! Your pussy cream! You had never tasted yourself before. If Jack could drink from you, though, the least you could do was kiss him back. Once you got over the initial shock, you decided it wasn't too bad. A little salty. You wondered if he tasted the same...

Then you glanced down at his cock as he pulled your hips slightly away from the door, angling you for penetration. He caught the look, and as he had already done several times that night, answered you thoughts. "We'll fit. You're going to be deliciously tight, I know. But we'll fit. Eventually."

The promise of relentless patience sent a further gush of pussy juice sliding down your cunt. By this point, you had been so wet for so long that your juices had wet the inside of your thighs, lubricating and making your thighs slip wetly against each other. The decadent feeling added to your sense of complete sexual abandon.

You felt the first brush of Jack's hard, hot cock against your pussy hairs. At some point he had put on a condom. Thank God! After a year of celibacy, you were not on the pill. And you were so hot and horny; you wouldn't have had the will power to stop him just now. You just wanted that hard, thick cock filling the emptiness inside you!

He slid his sheathed cock through the crease between your thighs, pushing insistently against you. Both hands were again grasping your ass cheeks, holding them apart, and opening you to provide better access to his seeking cock. His cock found the mouth to your pussy. He began the long slide inwards. Jack tensed his thigh muscles in preparation for that first push into your cunt. Then he thrust upwards, imbedding the first two inches of his throbbing cock into your pussy.

Your cry was a small scream. Jack bent his head and captured your mouth, thrusting his tongue almost down your throat as he pushed in another inch. You welcomed the carnal kisses, which mimicked the movements he'd soon be making with his cock. As Jack rotated his hips slightly, his cock pushed once again upwards. Another inch. Several more to go! Jack let his head fall back for a moment, as he tried to get his breathing under control. Your tight, hot pussy was clenching and rippling around the portion of his cock already embedded, and he could feel the heat of your juices bathing the helmeted head of his cock. He knew it would get even hotter the further in he pushed.

Drawing a deep breath, he again bent his head toward your enraptured face. Instead of kissing your mouth, though, he breathed hotly into your ear. He'd already discovered how sensitive you were there. As he had hoped, your cunt first spasmed, then loosened around his cock. He used the momentary loosening to shove another two inches in. Your continuous moans rose to a small shriek. Your cunt clasped tight around him.

"Oh God, oh Jack, that feels so good, ohhhhhh!" you cried out.

His next comment caused your abdomen to clench with a thrilling pain. "I've got more cock for your hot, wet cunt, honey. Are you ready? I'm going all the way in." You panted, momentarily unable to speak. In the next instant, the slick, muscled back tightened under your hands, and he thrust upwards, holding your ass cheeks open wider than ever. You actually screamed, feeling an instant of pain mixed with pleasure. Your internal muscles stretched, struggling to accommodate his bulk. Your hands slid down to his hips, whether to push him away or pull him closer, you didn't know. It didn't matter, anyway. He was in control of this. He angled you for better and deeper penetration, touching spots inside you that made you see stars. Jack began slowly withdrawing the length of his cock, until all but the head remained inside you, then thrusting it slowly back in, to his balls. One of his hands slid up from your ass cheeks and supported your back. The other hand angled your head for his voracious kisses.

Jack held you against the door. The wood felt smooth and cold against your naked back, his large hand warm in the small of your back as he supported you and pulled you closer. You moaned as he lifted your leg up around his waist. It pushed his cock to a different angle inside your pussy, and you almost came right then and there. Your head fell back against the door, your throat exposed to his hungry gaze. Jack bent forward, keeping a steady thrusting rhythm into your wet, tight cunt, and licked his way from the sensitive base of your throat, up to the underside of your jaw. His hot tongue slid around to your left ear, to the sensitive spot under your earlobe. His lips fastened on that small section of skin and began suckling. The sensation shot straight down to your groin muscles, an exquisite shaft of agony.

Jack pushed into you at that exact instant. "I can feel your cunt tightening around me. You like that, don't you? How about this?" His hot breath whispered the words into your left ear. Chills chased their way up your back, up your neck. You were so close to orgasm, and his words almost triggered it. You gasped as Jack canted his hips slightly, again changing the angle of his penetration.