by Luke Young
He swore every single nerve ending in his penis could feel every part of her lips, tongue, and mouth all over him. When he’d jerked off earlier that day, it was amazing, but this—this was something else altogether. He watched in awe as she slowly moved her head up and down on him, taking slightly more of him into her mouth with each downward movement. As he watched her, he thought, Why do people ever leave the house, and how could God have made this feel this good? Once they discover this, people would never get anything done. This can’t be how it feels for everyone, is it? Maybe it’s because it’s my first blowjob? That’s it. That must be it.
Every movement she made felt like a tiny exploding orgasm. He felt like he could cum at any moment, but something was different from when he had taken care of himself earlier. Just sitting back and watching her do this to him—he didn’t need to do anything; it was unbelievable. How would he know when he was going to ejaculate? He didn’t want to do it in her mouth, especially since she said she would kill him.
Wrapping her hand around the base, she moved her mouth faster. She was scratching him with her teeth a little, and he grimaced in pain a few times, but it still felt amazing. No way would he complain.
He watched as beads of sweat formed on her brow. Her breathing became more labored. She stopped, pulled her head away, opened the robe and slid it down her shoulders. “It’s too hot for this.”
Nodding in agreement, his eyes focused on her perky breasts.
She adjusted her angle higher, and covered him with her mouth. He moaned loudly. He watched with his mouth wide open, barely breathing as she moved faster and faster. It felt even better now than it had before. But would he know when he was going to—
“Oh, fuck!” he screamed out. He would know—he would definitely know.
As she continued, he felt an unusual heat boiling up in his loins. His penis felt like it was on fire, as she slurped, sucked, and worked over him with all her energy. She was focused, really focused.
“I think…” he began as he gently nudged her shoulder.
Caroline, lost in the moment, didn’t stop at first; she kept going up and down, harder and faster. She looked up at him, and he was rising up off the couch with a look on his face like he could blast off at any moment. Then she quickly pulled her head away and used both hands to finish him.
Moments later, as he sat there recovering, panting, and staring at the ceiling, he figured that what she had just done to him—her performance—had to have been a spectacular blowjob by any measure. Although he had nothing to compare it to now, he hoped that would change and that he wouldn’t have to wait another twenty years to make the comparison.
Concerned, she asked, “Are you okay?”
Lifting his head, he appeared disoriented. “What? Oh, yeah.”
She stood, let the robe fall from her tight, young, naked body, and headed for the bedroom. He watched her open-mouthed.
He rushed in to find her lying on the bed. Crawling between her legs, he looked closely between her thighs. He glanced up at her, unsure what the hell he was doing, and moved down into position. She moaned, and he began licking her wildly, but when he brushed his teeth against her delicate skin, she scooted away from him a bit. With fire in his eyes, he moved back to her, plunging his mouth between her legs.
“Wait.”
Returning to Earth, he looked up at her face. “Sorry. I, uh…”
She gave him a gentle smile as she touched his chin. “Just lie here next to me.”
He crawled up on the bed, and they lay side-by-side, making out. Moving back from him a bit, she smiled. “Now this, you know how to do.”
Grinning, he kissed her again before moving down to her breasts and sucking and licking them like a pro. Her eyes rolled back as she pulled his head closer into her chest. “Oh, yes,” she groaned.
He moved back up and kissed her. Taking his hand, she guided it between her legs and showed him how to touch her. He watched her closely as she responded to their combined fingers. He studied her face as she gasped with her eyes closed and her brow furrowed.
She rolled onto her back, and he lay next to her with his fingers deep inside her and his palm resting on her swollen clitoris.
“Harder,” she moaned.
He listened; she bucked her hips up and down. Grabbing his finger, she placed it directly where she wanted to be touched. “Just rub me… there.”
He rubbed her faster and faster; she moved her hips up and down. She moaned loudly as he pressed a little harder. Holding her breath, she lifted her hips off the bed, her muscles straining. He slipped his fingers inside, curled them up toward her belly button, and hit the right spot. She screamed out with a huge release. She gyrated her hips, panted, and grabbed his hand to keep him from moving it. Relaxing her body fully on the mattress, she gently held his hand as they lay there, recovering.
She smiled. “Well, you really know how to do that part, too.”
“Beginner’s luck… But the oral sex… Uh, not so good?” He looked up, dreading her response.
Turning toward him, she traced a finger along his forearm. “It started… good, I guess. You just need some practice. There’s a big learning curve there.”
“Okay, I’ll work on it.”
After they shared a smile, she looked down at his penis, grinned, and grabbed it for Round Two.
18
When Jim awoke, Caroline was gone, but she had left him a note with her phone number next to his wallet, which still had three hundred dollars inside. He had locked the remaining $7,000 inside the room safe while she was filling the bathtub the previous night. He was smitten with her—and horny—but not stupid. He wore a smile that would not go away as he got dressed and headed down to the casino.
He bought five hundred dollars’ worth of chips at the blackjack table and lost it in about four minutes. After dropping another five hundred, he got the hell out of the casino with more than $6,000 in cash still in his wallet. He went to the gift shop and bought a two-hundred-dollar pair of sunglasses and hung them on the collar of his shirt.
He walked out to find Jillian and Brian heading to the front desk. He was beaming, and Brian noticed. “Looks like you had a good night.”
“Oh, the best.”
The three of them stood at the front desk as the clerk printed up a copy of the bill and handed it to Jillian. The clerk asked, “Ms. Grayson, should I put that on your American Express?”
“Yes, please.” Looking at the bill, she frowned. “Fourteen hundred eighty-seven dollars and sixteen cents? This can’t be right.”
She held it so Brian could see. He glanced at the bill. “The Plato Suite, $800!”
Slipping his sunglasses over his eyes, Jim grinned. “I upgraded.”
“Two in-room massages, $400. What, you needed a massage to relax after your massage?” Brian asked in complete amazement.
“I had a friend over.”
Jillian and Brian shared a shocked look. Just then Caroline spotted him as she stood with her sister in the lobby. She called out, “Hey, James.”
Turning to her, Jim removed his sunglasses, smiled, then rushed over while Jillian and Brian stared at him in disbelief. When Jim reached her, he laughed and touched her arm as he leaned in close to whisper something in her ear.
After shaking his head, Brian whispered to Jillian, “He’s paying you back.”
Jim turned back, slipped on his sunglasses, and headed to the desk, wearing a huge smile. He walked up the clerk and took out his wallet. “Is it too late to pay cash?”
“No.”
Opening his wallet, Jim counted out fifteen $100 bills, and handed them to the clerk. He turned to Brian. “My treat.”
They just stared at him, dumbfounded.
He asked, “What?”
“Where did you get $1500?”
“You mean, where did I get $7,000?”
Brian’s eyes widened, “Seven… Yeah, where?”
“The casino.”
Jim turned to t
he clerk, who returned his change. Then he asked Jillian, “Do you want me to get the car from the valet?”
“Sure, yeah…” she replied mesmerized.
“Do you have the ticket?”
She shook her head, came back to Earth, then reached into her purse and handed over the ticket.
Looking at Caroline, Jim smiled and waved.
She yelled back, “Call me, James.”
“James?” Brian asked sarcastically.
Jim turned to him then raised his sunglasses off his nose. “Nash… James Nash.” Dropping the sunglasses back into position, he gave them a slight grin.
They watched him in awe as he headed toward the valet station.
19
From the backseat, during the drive home, Jim shared the whole story. He told them in great detail about how he won over seven grand, and how the prostitute propositioned him and offered him anal sex. When Jillian heard the A-word, she secretly squeezed Brian’s knee. Jim went on to tell them how he met Caroline, and everything they did together.
Jillian wanted all the explicit details, and he shared them. She asked if she could use this in her next book, and he agreed. As Jim shared the story, both Jillian and Brian glanced at each other with a sexy look that screamed they wanted to pull to the side of the road and do it. Of course, that wasn’t an option.
As they pulled into the Nash driveway, Jim noticed his parents’ car was gone. He said, “That’s weird. They must be out.”
After Jim and Jillian climbed out of the car, Brian rolled down the window and smiled. “You guys behave yourselves while you’re alone together. No showering.” He backed the car of the driveway and drove away.
Jim asked, “Where’s he off to?”
“Visiting some old friend. I think his name is Rick,” Jillian replied as they headed into the house.
As Jillian washed her hands in the bathroom, she heard Jim loudly call her name. She rushed out, followed his voice into the master bedroom, and found him standing in the middle of a sitting room, off the bedroom, filled with sex paraphernalia.
They both stood speechless as their eyes went from one item to the next. A sex swing, a cabinet with assorted dildos sitting on top of it, along with harnesses and strap-on mechanisms of every size and shape. In the center was a video camera, and on the wall, a large plasma TV. There wasn’t a single window in the room, and in one corner there was a door to a small closet. They looked open-mouthed at each other.
“What the hell is this?” Jillian asked.
“Got me. There’s a bolt lock on the door, and it was always locked. My father’s valuable stamp collection was supposed to be in here.”
“How’d you—”
“I just noticed it was open and, uh…”
Jim’s words died in his throat as his eyes fell on a mannequin head that sat on a small table. Jillian’s eyes were also locked on the head. Secured on the head was a harness with a giant, black dildo protruding from the mouth area. They walked to it and just stared.
“Which one of them do you think wears this?” Jillian asked.
“I, uh, sure hope my dad does, I think…”
She cringed. “I guess either one of them could.”
“Huh,” he said, nodding absently while still studying it.
“How do you breathe in that thing?” she asked, her brow furrowed.
Before he could respond, they heard a noise from inside the house. They both plainly heard his mother’s voice as she said, “Hurry up before the kids get back.”
Jillian and Jim quickly headed to the bedroom, then toward the hall. Seeing a shadow coming toward them, Jim turned and pushed Jillian back inside the sex room. They shared a panicked look. He pointed to the closet, and Jillian opened it and slipped inside. He went back and swung the door to the bedroom until it was open only about an inch or so, exactly as he’d found it. Then he rushed into the small closet and closed the door. They both stood in the dark area, holding their breath and listening. The light from under the door lit up the room just slightly.
First they heard footsteps on the hardwood floor, then a door’s bolt lock turning and a belt buckle opening.
“Aren’t you forgetting something?” Beverly asked in a harsh tone.
“Oh, sorry.”
After a moment, they began in unison, “Oh, Higher Power, please forgive us as we surrender to the pleasures of the flesh. We know that having sexual relations while not attempting to conceive is a sin, but we are weak, and we know not what we do. Amen.”
As Jillian and Jim’s eyes adjusted to the light, they stood a foot apart and made crazy eyes at each other. Jim quietly moved to sit on the floor, and Jillian joined him. Next, they heard the belt buckle jingling, then clothing being unzipped and removed.
Beverly said, “We don’t have time for any toys; just get hard, so I can suck you.”
Jim’s and Jillian’s mouths dropped open.
Edward said, “Yeah that’s it, you filthy whore, suck it.”
Jillian mouthed, “OH MY GOD” as Jim stared back at her, shaking his head. She paused, thinking, then smiled and pulled out her cell phone. She hit a key; the screen came to life and lit up her face. Jim pulled his phone out and did the same.
She typed a text: Brian, get the hell back here now. We need you.
She hit “Send” and turned the phone to Jim, so he could see the message. She turned the phone back to herself, hit some keys, then turned it back to him to show him she had put it in silent mode. She pointed to his phone, and he got the message and did the same. Her phone lit up and vibrated, and she saw it was Brian calling. She let it go to voicemail and typed another message. Jim moved to watch what she typed as the sex noises from the room grew more disgusting, explicit, and louder.
Don’t call. Can’t talk. Come home now. Trapped in your parents’ sex room closet. Get them out of the house any way you can, but don’t let them know we’re in here.
Brian’s text immediately shot back, What sex room??????
The one in that locked room in your parent’s bedroom.
Seriously?
JUST GET YOUR ASS THE HELL HERE NOW!
Be there in 5.
Jim motioned his fingers between them both and pointed to their phones. She got the message that he wanted to text back and forth with her, but then he pointed to her phone and gave her a quizzical look that said, “I don’t know your number.” After hitting some keys on her phone, she turned the screen to him. He quickly set her up as a contact, typed a message, and hit send.
Before she received the message, they heard Edward say, “I’m going to fuck you with my dirty dick.” They shared a horrified look, then Jillian checked her phone.
This is messed up.
Jillian typed back, “Your parents are freaks, and you guys didn’t think they did it. Well, they do.
LOL
Higher Power????????
They belong to this church. It’s like a cult
Oh
From the room, they heard rustling and banging, and suddenly fingers appeared under the door and gripped the bottom of it. They both moved back, frightened. The door shook as Beverly said, “Harder.” Suddenly overcome by the horrible odor of dirty sex, Jillian covered her nose. Jim made a face, and she began to text:
Do you smell that?
OMG please kill me!
They won’t let you masturbate in the house, but they can do things that are illegal in 60 countries!
LOL but can we talk about something else?
Please
Sorry about that shower thing yesterday.
It was my fault. I jumped in with you… by mistake
I know, but I didn’t need to have that boner
My fault
Can I ask u something?
Anything
Am I bigger than Brian?
Jillian glanced at him, unsure whether she should answer, then shrugged, and texted: Really, this is information you want to have
Well… yes… he saw me na
ked once when he was eighteen and I was eleven, and he made fun of mine
That bastard… I’d say at least two inches more
I knew it.
They shared a broad smile.
Jim typed: Was that 2 inappropriate of a question?
No, we’ve seen each other naked, and I write dirty erotic books so I think the inappropriate ship has sailed. Nothing is off limits in fact in one of my novels it took me two paragraphs to describe my main character’s penis, and I spent one whole paragraph just on the head, so I can talk/write about penises all day
LOL OK but I’m done with the penis questions
Jillian sent a sad face icon and smiled at him.
He fired off another text: Can I give you a compliment without it being weird?
shoot
OK, then I must tell u your body is perfect… how the hell did my brother get u he’s a douche
She smiled brightly as she texted: He’s a good guy and he’s cute
JK he is a good guy, do u have a sister
LOL no
Suddenly a huge moan spilled out of Beverly, then Edward followed with one. Jim and Jillian covered their mouths to keep from really LOLing!
Jim sent: If he ever screws this up with you I’m available
LOL OK
Where is heeee?????
Don’t know. He will never believe this
Jim paused a moment, thinking, and his face lit up. He texted back: I’ll record it…
She returned a smile. He pushed buttons on his phone and held it near the bottom of the door, just in time to hear Beverly moan loadly and say, “Higher Power, thank you so much for Edward’s big cock.”
Edward said, “Your cunt is so tight.”
Jim and Jillian shared a sickened look. Then Beverly said, “I’ll bet that whore lets Brian fuck her like this, and she doesn’t even pray after.” Jillian’s jaw hit the floor. As the moaning and inappropriately freaky comments continued, Jillian’s phone lit up. She saw it was a text from Brian.
I’m here… now what?
She turned the phone to Jim, so he could read the message, then they shared a shrug. She thought a moment and smiled as she texted to Brian: Bang on your parents’ door. Tell them you received a text from us that said we were lost in the woods. Have them help you look… get them both out of the house. Then meet us at tree house with parents… hurry!
