There I lay beneath the black silk sheets, only in my shorts I'd worn earlier that night.
After playing with Jack earlier, I still felt the urge to crave him all the more.
In all the time I'd known him, I never in my wildest and wettest of dreams ever thought I'd ever give him what seemed to be the best head and emptying of his balls that he ever had. The very thought of it now was enough to just make me... Mmmm!
I'd only wished he'd stayed the night here with me in my bed. I'd have given him more than just a hand job. But he never pushed it further, which was both admirable of him and at the same time kinda sad.
The more I thought of my deep secret fantasy I'd harbored over the last couple of years, the more I wanted it to come true. My pussy ached for him bad after he left.
I smiled to myself in my dark room. It was pitch black with the thick, black curtains by my only window, and only a sliver of the moon's light could barely be seen. The excitement from earlier had sent me reeling tiny shockwaves throughout my body. My nips swelled in anticipation of what sort of other gifts he possessed in the bedroom besides a thick, curved member that not only tasted amazing in my mouth but how warm and thick his milk was.
Ladies, you know what I mean, as I'm sure your very own Jack has given it to you several times. ;)
I yawned, then found my eyelids becoming heavy. I knew sleep was just around the corner, so I let it envelope me...
The next thing I knew and after what felt like five minutes, I'd felt the air suddenly become colder. I opened my eyes and heard the faint, calm sound of the curtain flapping against the window. It had been open.
Slightly alarmed, I knew I had closed that window before getting into bed. I lowered my feet to the floor and stood to get up to go close it.
I wasn't even halfway to the window when I felt an arm slip around my bare waist, then a second hand forced over my mouth.
I tried to fight but kept hearing a man's voice in my ear: "Hush: shhhshhhh.... shhhhhhhhhhh, baby..."
Oddly enough, I didn't feel in any danger, because the guy had a familiar vibe about him. So I relaxed my body, letting him hold me.
I squealed quietly, nodding my head and not saying another word. The man's voice whispered again: "It's Jack, honey. Sorry to scare you..."
I tried to talk, but he was now taking me back to my bed while carrying me from behind, a hand still on my mouth. "Mmnn?" I asked, confused.
He set me down with him behind me, still not letting go of my mouth. His other hand now free from my waist, he now grazed it over my stomach very gently while talking to me in whispers. "Shhh..."
I nodded, closing my eyes, both of my hands now rubbing his jean-clothed legs on the outside.
I could feel his rapidly growing bulge poking into my own clothed-ass. Before long Jack was already full mast!
He grinded slowly and sensually against my ass as he spoke quietly into my ear: "Good girl... don't be scared, okay? I'm not gonna hurt you. You know me... I just thought about you for the rest of tonight and I just couldn't wait for the next time... I want you now..."
I nodded, eyes still closed. I was totally aroused by this whole situation, as I reciprocated his eager thrusts by bouncing against him. "Mmmm. Mhm..."
"Shhhhhh, Kira... you gotta be a good girl for me and hush.... or else..."
FUCK. I was already beginning to feel wet. I felt like going into brat mode then, so I challenged him by licking the palm of his hand, still firmly on my mouth. His other hand slowly began to slip down my shorts after a couple of minutes of massaging my tits, of course.
Jack was a total tit man. And not only did I tease him lately with the sort of tops I'd wear around him, but now he must have been in paradise right now with two full 38 double C's literally in his grasp...
As his big, unsheathed sword practically in my ass indicated....
So I upped the stakes. I licked his palm again, shaking my head no.
"M-mm."
"You telling me no??" he hissed in my ear, thrusting hard into me. His hand was now on a death lock on both tits somehow, with his other hand still on top of my sassy lips. "You're not gonna be a good girl?"
"Nnnnmmm." I moaned, bucking hard against him to make his cock starved.
"Nnnn MMM."
"SHUT. UP." Jack whispered harshly, now inserting his tithandling hand down into my shorts. He slowly ran his fingertips on top of the surface of my vaj and could feel the wetness already flowing out. He kept up his dirty talk, and it was causing my own crotch to feel nearly pained in the drawing out...
but I fucking LOVED it.
"You shut the fuck up or I'm not gonna give you what you want... good girls do what they're fucking TOLD. Now, you WILL behave, Kira Mae... Or I'm gonna torture you like this until you're behaving properly as a good girl should...." He drilled his cock into my ass in angry thrusts as he spoke those last three words.
I moaned into his hand helplessly, feeling my liquid joy seep from my lips and onto his fingers. They still grazed the surface of my cave in agonizing slowness. But I didn't fight, as I now wanted to be his sub.
"You want it?" he whispered.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmhmmm!!" I squeaked, almost pathetically.
"On your back, baby. Thank you for behaving..."
I nodded, peeling my shorts off and kicking them off with my feet to the floor beside the bed.
Jack released me, then I heard him shed his clothing. I could hear him pant with excitement along with me, as I lay down on the silk, spreading my legs. I played with my tits, as I felt him sit on his knees at the end of my feet, and sure enough, he began to worship them.
I felt my big toe being engulfed into his mouth, and it felt heavenly... Jack loved my feet. He shoved the remaining toes inside of his mouth and sucked loudly, moaning and then went to worshipping my soles, then the tops.
"Unnnmmm?" I moaned, dragging my other foot up and down his now exposed cock.
It felt like a goddamn baton between my toes, and I could already feel his own joy seeping out of the top of his head. I decided to disobey him...
