Sweet & Delicious - 4 Naughty Stories Page 5

  “You must be J.T.,” Jenna says, taking my shyness in stride, just as I figured she would.

  I nod.

  “Do you mind if I come in?”

  “Of course not,” I manage to say. I stand aside and she walks by me. I peek at her ass as she walks by. It’s as tight as it always appears to be onscreen. I close the door and turn to face her.

  She’s standing there, staring at me with an expectant look on her face. It takes me a moment but I eventually figure out what she wants. I dig into my pocket and pull out a wad of cash and hand it to her.

  She gives me a little nod of thanks, then counts it and slips it into her purse. “You seem a little nervous,” she says. “Is this your first time doing something like this?”

  “No,” I say. “But it’s been a while.”

  “Just relax,” she says, dropping her purse on the coffee table. “I’ll take care of everything.”

  She steps towards me and leans in and kisses me. I kiss her back, opening up my lips to accept her tongue. As we explore each other’s mouths, her hands drop down to my waist. She deftly undoes my belt and the top button of my pants, followed by the zipper.

  As I take a deep breath to keep myself under control, she drops to her knees, pulling my pants and boxers down as she goes.

  With my pants down around my ankles, I watch Jenna as she grabs a hold of my cock and holds it up against my stomach and runs her tongue lightly over my balls. Smiling, she looks up at me.

  “You like that don’t you,” she says. “You like it when I lick your balls.”

  I nod.

  Smiling up at me, she goes back to work on my balls, taking them in her mouth and bouncing them around with her tongue while her hand moves up and down on my cock, gently jerking me off.

  Eventually she releases my balls and lets go of my cock, allowing it to hang naturally, or as natural as a rock-hard cock can hang. It’s sticking straight out, parallel to the ground.

  “You’ve got a very nice-looking cock,” she says. “Do you mind if I take it in my mouth?”

  I shake my head.

  “Yeah, I didn’t think you would,” she says.

  Jenna opens her mouth and wraps her lips around the tip of my cock. With her hand gripping the base, she sucks on the head for a few seconds. She pulls her mouth off my cock, gathers up some saliva and spits on it. Her eyes still looking up at me, maintaining eye contact the entire time, she jerks me off, working the saliva in.

  “Do you like how my lips feel around your cock?” she asks.

  I nod again.

  She laughs. “You don’t talk much do you?”

  I shake my head.

  Her mouth turns up in a little half-smile. “Feeling a little shy, are we?”

  I nod.

  “That’s okay,” she says, still working my cock with her hand. “I’m used to it. Besides, I’ll talk more than enough for the both of us. Unless you don’t like that sort of thing, of course.”

  “No, I like it,” I say.

  “Good,” Jenna says. “Because my mouth has a mind of it’s own.” She pops it open, her lips creating a big O. She slips my cock into her mouth, taking it almost all the way down before sliding it back out. “See what I mean,” she says once my cock is clear of her lips. “I just can’t seem to keep it closed.”

  Smiling, I laugh softly and shake my head.

  “Oh wow,” she says. “You do you have a personality after all.”

  I raise my hand and bring my forefinger and thumb close together. “A little one,” I say.

  Jenna laughs. “That’s okay,” she says. “The size of your personality isn’t what’s important right now. The size of your cock is. And it’s certainly not a little one.”

  She takes my cock in her mouth again and starts bobbing her head forward and back, taking it three quarters of the way down every time, sucking me off at a good, solid, medium pace, her hand working in unison with her mouth.

  She slides her knees back a little bit, until she’s in the traditional doggy-style position, giving me a much better view of her ass.

  While she continues working my cock, I bend over and grab ahold of one of her ass cheeks and give it a squeeze. It’s soft at the surface but hard just underneath, big and shapely and extremely well-maintained.

  Jenna pulls my cock out of her mouth just long enough to say, “You like my ass, don’t you.”

  It’s not a question, not really, but I nod in reply anyway.

  “Well then, let’s give you a better look.” She quickly slips out of her jeans and tosses them over by her purse, then climbs back into the same position as earlier; on her hands and knees, my cock in her mouth, her ass sticking up in the air. Now she’s wearing only a red g-string that barely covers her holes and leaves the rest of her round, bubbly ass exposed.

  It’s such a perfect ass that I can’t help myself. I reach back and give it a little smack.

  She lets out a yet little yelp of surprise followed by a moan of pleasure.

  Taking this as a good sign, I switched my hand over to her other ass cheek and give it a smack also.

  Jenna reacts the same way, punctuating her enjoyment by going after my cock with a little more urgency.

  Enjoying the way things are going, I smack her ass again, a little bit harder this time. She ups the energy even more. So I smack her again, and again, and again, trading off ass cheeks, my slaps getting a little more intense every time, my cock growing harder and harder inside her mouth as she continues matching my aggression.

  Once both her ass cheeks are good and red, I stand up straight once again and look down to watch her suck my cock.

  She sees me watching and gives me a wink then rises up a little higher. Putting her hands on my thighs for balance she pushes her head forward, taking my entire cock in her mouth, and holding it there, deep in her throat.

  “Holy fuck,” I moan under my breath as she deepthroats me for a good five seconds before pulling her head off.

  “Do you like that?” she asks after catching her breath. “Do you like it when I swallow your entire cock and hold it deep in my throat?”

  I nod.

  “Do you want me to do it again?”

  “Yes please,” I say.

  “Oooohhhh, you actually spoke,” she says. “You must really like it.”

  I nod.

  Laughing softly, she wraps her lips around my cock and again deepthroats me, this time maintaining eye contact the entire time.

  I put my hands on the back of her head and force my cock even further down her throat, until her nose is pressing up against my skin and her bottom lip is touching my ballsack.

  Jenna gags and coughs and tries to back away but I don’t let her, holding her head in place with my hands for another couple seconds before finally letting her go. Her head flies back and she gasps for air.

  Once she’s caught her breath, she gathers up a bunch in saliva and spits it on my cock and starts working it in with her hand. Looking up at me, her eyes filled with excitement and her lips turned up in a big smile, she says, “You like taking charge, do you?”

  “Sometimes,” I say.

  “Then go right ahead,” she says, putting her arms behind her back and opening her mouth wide. “Take charge. Show me what you can do.”

  I take a half step forward and slide my cock into her mouth, then grab two handfuls of her hair and move my hips back and forth, face-fucking her.

  I start off relatively slowly, giving her my entire cock from tip to base in a series of medium-paced pumps. Wet, gagging sounds are coming from her mouth and saliva is dripping down her chin, some of it getting on her chest and some of it getting on the floor. She’s still looking up at me, tears leaking down her puppy-dog eyes, making a mess of her mascara.

  Even though it’s probably all an act, the look of pure submission on Jenna’s face fuels me further, and it isn’t long before I’m slamming my cock into her mouth more intensely, my balls slapping up against her chin at the end of ever
y thrust. I hammer her face a few more times before holding it deep in her throat, forcing her to deepthroat me once again.

  After holding my cock in her throat for a full eight seconds this time, I release her head, giving her the chance to back away, but she stays there for a couple more seconds on her own before finally pulling her head off.

  Before she even has a chance to catch her breath, I bend over at the waist and stick my tongue in her mouth. With her chest heaving, we make out, the sensation amplified by her desperate need for air.

  One of her hands migrates to my cock and starts playing with it while one of mine makes its way under her sweater to one of her breasts to rub and caress her nipple.

  Eventually I break off the kiss, allowing her to finally fully catch her breath. We both take the time to shrug our shirts off, leaving her red g-string as the only piece of clothing on either of us.

  Looking up at me as I stand over her, Jenna says, “Are you ready to stick that nice cock of yours in my pussy?”

  I nod.

  “I’m ready for it to,” she says. “Well, almost. First I need you to do something for me.”

  “Anything you want,” I say.

  “Anything?” she asks.

  I nod.

  “Well, in that case . . .”

  Jenna releases my cock and turns her body so she’s facing away from me. She slips her panties off then drops her hands to the floor, putting her in the doggy position. With her back arched and her ass up in the air she turns her upper body to look back at me.

  “Well,” she says. “What are you waiting for? Come on down here and eat my pussy.”

  I drop down to my hands and knees and stick my tongue out and run it up her shaved, sweet snatch, starting at the bottom and finishing up near her asshole.

  I do this a couple times, my tongue penetrating her pussy a little more deeply with every pass, building up the anticipation. After getting her pussy nice and wet, I bury my face between her cheeks, my nose pressing up against her asshole, my rigid tongue pushing deep inside her pussy.

  “There you go,” she says. “Stick that tongue deep in my pussy.”

  I grab ahold of her ass cheeks and spread them wide, then press my face more firmly against her.

  “That’s what I’m talking about,” she says, moaning as she says the words. Her upper body is still turned, allowing her to look back and watch me as I eat her pussy. “You like the taste of my sweet little snatch, don’t you?” she says.

  I nod as best I can without slipping my tongue out of her pussy.

  “Yeah, I can tell,” she says. “Here, let me help you get a better taste.”

  Smiling, she reaches back with one arm and grabs the back of my head and pulls me in tighter against her, smashing my face against her flesh. Her pussy is gushing by now, drenching my entire face with her juices as she holds me in place.

  My breath grow more shallow, searching for air wherever it can be found. There isn’t much of it, and what there is seems to come from inside Jenna. I feel like I’m breathing in her essence, and it’s making me lightheaded. But instead of causing panic, it makes me feel euphoric. If I’m going to get smothered to death what better place to do so than Jenna Mynx’s pussy?

  My peripheral vision is just starting to turn gray when Jenna finally releases my head. I pull back a little bit and breathe some good, clean air in an attempt to clear my head. I’m just starting to feel normal again when she slams her ass back into my face one more time.

  But instead of holding it there she pulls back quickly before slamming it back again. Jenna bounces her ass against my face a few times, laughing in pleasure as she does so.

  Once she’s had her fun, she says, “Okay, you’ve been a good boy. I guess you can stick your cock inside me now.”

  Staying on my knees, I raise my upper body and shuffle towards her until the front of my thighs are touching the back of hers and my hard cock is resting on top of her ass. I grab ahold of my cock and rub the tip of it against her pussy for a few seconds before sliding it in.

  I work it slowly, starting off by giving her just the tip, then gradually giving her more and more of my cock until she’s getting the whole thing, from tip to base, with every pump.

  “Holy shit that feels so fucking good,” she says. “Work my little pussy with your cock.”

  Jenna’s dirty talking gets me fired up. I put my hands on her hips and pump her pussy with more intensity, hammering away at her with everything I have while excited sounds escape from her mouth.

  I press down on her lower back, forcing Jenna to arch her spine. This alters the angle of entry and allows me to penetrate her more deeply. I slam away at her, the sounds of flesh slapping together filling the room.

  “Oh yeah, just like that,” she says between shallow, desperate breaths. “Pound that fucking pussy. Treat me like the slut that I am.”

  Jenna sounds like she means it, so I decide to test her out, slapping her ass with my palm.

  “That’s it,” she says. “Slap that fucking ass while you fuck me.”

  So I do, smacking her ass repeatedly while I continue fucking her pussy.

  “Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop,” she says, practically screaming now. I’m pounding her with more aggression than ever before, my body slamming up against hers hard enough to cause her to yelp when we come together.

  Wanting to mix things up a little bit, I wrap my hand around her waist and guide her to the floor so we’re both lying down in the spoon position, her ass pressing up against me. I grab ahold of my cock and smack it against her ass, then slide it into her pussy from behind.

  I work it slowly at first, getting used to the new position before gradually picking up steam. She grabs ahold of one of her ass cheeks and pulls on it, opening herself up to me even more.

  It isn’t long before I’m slamming my cock in and out of her pussy, pummeling her while she groans and moans beneath me. She turns her upper body so both her shoulder blades are on the floor, leaving her lower half sideways to me, allowing us to make out while I continue fucking her from behind.

  Leaving my cock deep insider Jenna’s pussy, I pause for a moment, then hook my arm around her leg. With the crook of my elbow under her knee, I lift her leg until it’s facing up towards the ceiling and continue fucking her.

  Staring at her face, which is just inches from mine, I give her a little smack on the breast.

  “Oh, you want to get rough, do you?” she says. “Is that what you want?”

  Instead of nodding I give her an evil little smile.

  “Well if you’re going to do it, do it right,” Jenna says. “Slap my tits like you mean it.”

  So I do, smacking it harder.

  “That’s more like it,” she says. “But you can do it even harder. I can take it.”

  With my cock slamming her pussy more aggressively than ever, I slap Jenna’s tit again. The sound echoes about the room like a gunshot. She yelps, then a low moan follows.

  Jenna’s body is bucking up against me, slamming into me just as much as I’m slamming into her. She’s looking directly at me, her eyes full of need.

  “Smack my face,” she says, her voice low and serious. “I want you to smack my fucking face.”

  I oblige Jenna, giving her a little slap on the cheek.

  “Harder,” she says.

  I smack her harder.

  “Harder,” she says again.

  I slap her even harder.

  “There you go,” she says. “That’s better. Do it again.”

  So I do.

  “Again,” she says, her tone desperate now. “Don’t stop. Keep slapping me. Make my fucking face red.”

  I slap her continuously while her moans grow louder and her breath rate increases until she’s practically hyperventilating.

  “Punish me,” she growls while I’m smacking away at her. “I’ve been a bad girl and I need to get punished.”

  A low, guttural moan escapes from her mouth and her body shiv
ers in pleasure.

  I smack her again. And again. And again, unsure of how many times I’ve done it. But Jenna is still enjoying it more than ever. Or her body is, at least. Her screams and shudders continue growing in intensity until a huge, bucking, screeching orgasm finally overwhelms her.

  Jenna takes a moment to recover, then pulls her pussy off my cock and turns around and pushes my shoulders down so I’m lying down with my back to the floor and my face towards the ceiling.

  “Now it’s my turn to take control for a little while,” she says, straddling me, her knees on the floor on either side of my body. Staring down at me with a smile on her face, she grabs ahold of my cock and holds it upright as she eases her pussy onto it, taking just the tip of it inside her and holding it there for a couple seconds before lowering the rest of herself down onto me.

  With her palms on the floor alongside my head, Jenna rides my cock, leaning forward so her perky little tits are in my face. I attach my mouth to one of her nipples while she moves her ass forward and back, still staring down at me.

  I put my hands on her hips and help Jenna bounce up and down on me, impaling herself on my cock. Then I let my hands drop and slap her ass. She bites down on her bottom lip and nods her head and starts hammering herself down on me even harder. I slap her ass again. She replies by raising her upper body up and riding me even more aggressively than ever, her entire weight slamming down on me now.

  “You like that?” she says. “You like when I ride your cock? When I bounce up and down on you like a fucking jackhammer?”

  In reply I grab a handful of her hair and yank back on it, tilting her chin to the ceiling and arching her spine, displaying her perky little tits more prominently. Hanging onto her hair with one hand, I use the other to give her tits a smack, first one and then the other.

  “Hit me harder,” she says, practically snarling the words while she glares down at me with fire in her eyes. Jenna is totally into it now. “Fucking hit me harder.”

  So I do, releasing her hair and slapping away at her tits with both hands. The sounds of flesh on flesh fill the room like a gunshot, echoing about, combining with the animal noises coming out of both our mouths to create a veritable symphony of sex.