“What about them?” Scott asked flicking his eyes up when she’d been quiet but he flicked them back down right away. Holy fuck, she was about to get off and he so badly wanted to get her off himself.
“They … they make the girls want sex, right? Make them crazy for it?” Jessica panted.
Scott was shaking his head. “Date rape drugs knock girls out. They don’t remember anything afterwards. You’re thinking of aphrodisiacs. There are some foods and drugs that make women horny. Really horny.”
Scott waited for a minute, for Jessica to say something more, but she didn’t. He could hear her breathing. “Why?“ he said, turning his eyes to her but fighting not to turn his head. He was going to blow it. Apparently he wasn’t as good at controlling himself as he was beginning to pride himself on being.
“Did … “ Jessica paused. She should have been embarrassed by this, by how badly she wanted him. Was this healthy? What was wrong with her? “Did …” she tried again. It was beginning to hurt now. “Did you give me one of them? An aphrodisiac?”
Scott was silent for a minute. He thought he’d detected a little of an accusation in her tone.
“No. All I gave you was the cream … that’s it.”
“Okay …” Jessica replied after a moment, and suddenly a thought occurred to Scott.
“Why?” he demanded, snapping his head up to look at her. She had moved a little closer to him and she almost looked like she was in pain herself. “Are you okay?”
“I don’t know … “ she said and a flash of fear across her face. “It hurts …”
“What does?” He got to his knees but was afraid to move toward her. He felt a pain himself, right in his balls.
“Between my legs. I think, think it’s my clitoris …”
“Sounds like blue balls.” Scott said bringing his hand to his own private parts and bringing his knees up, curling into a ball. “Welcome to my world. Masturbate, it will take care of it.”
Jessica was shaking her head. Her chest was heaving so hard that he thought her breasts were going to pop right out of her shirt … not that he’d mind. No, no, he would mind … God he needed some relief. He began undoing his pants.
“I don’t want to masturbate …” Jessica panted out and something in the way she said it made Scott freeze. He looked up at her.
“What do you want then?” he asked slowly … carefully. He was afraid to hope.
“You. I want you to masturbate me.” Jessica said and another shock of pleasure hit her so hard she arched her back, throwing her head back and moaning, “please Scott, please, I think I’m going to die …”
Scott lunged toward her, grabbed her legs, dragged her down the bed until he was pressing his now completely rock hard penis against her.
“I don’t think I can stop if you tell me to …” he growled as he ripped her shirt open, pulled her bra over her breasts and took one in his mouth.
“I don’t care …”
“I may hurt you … “ he said releasing the first breast and taking the nipple of the other between his teeth.
“I don’t care …” Jessica panted and tried to put her hand under his shirt. She felt the hard muscles of this stomach … she wanted his shirt off, his pants off, but Scott pushed her hands away, grabbed both her wrists firmly in his left hand and pinned them above her head.
“I’m warning you right now Jessica, keep your hands up here. Here!” he emphasized, squeezing her wrists and slamming them into the bed above her head. “If you don’t, they may get ripped off.”
Jessica was nodding. “Please hurry …” she gasped.
Scott let go of her wrists, got up on his knees and tore her pants off. Groaning with pleasure he grabbed her thighs and pushed her legs apart, far apart. Her pussy lips parted for him and he almost came as he looked at the pink meat that they presented him. And the smell … all reason left him, and Scott dove face first into the warm, liquidy delicacy that awaited him. Scott chewed, nipped, licked, slid his tongue into her, and Jessica screamed as pleasure erupted in her. Scott put his hand over her mouth but she continued to cum and continued to scream.
“Jesus Christ!” Scott murmured, looking at the bedroom door. “The others are going to come running if you keep screaming like that!”
But Jessica couldn’t stop. Her head snapped from side to side and she continued to scream. Looking around the bed, Scott found Jessica’s underwear and shoved it in her mouth. It dulled the noise a little bit. Scott rammed his knee against her pussy and rubbed as she pulsated against it. He pulled his pants down.
“Mother fucker!” he yelled as he fought with his pant legs and his underwear. Finally he kicked off his clothes and pushed Jessica back on the bed. She had sat up while he’d tried to get his pants off and gyrated against his leg.
Scott grabbed her by the nape of her knees and pushed her legs open, and unable to control himself, he thrust into her. Over and over. He grasped her shoulders with his hands and held her in place as he rammed and rammed. He lowered his mouth to hers and used his teeth to pull her underwear out of her mouth. He flung it to the side and brought his lips down hard on her, stifling the screams that continued to emit form Jessica. He kissed, he licked, he bit, he explored and eventually Jessica stopped screaming and started kissing back.
Unable to control himself any more, Scott exploded inside her, groaning into her mouth. Eventually, Scott’s thrusts began to slow. But he kissed her. And kissed her. And Jessica kissed back. And then he collapsed on her. Scott lay on top of Jessica, listening to her breathe. He couldn’t believe it. Finally, finally they’d had sex the way they should have from the beginning. Finally, she’d wanted him. But he thought about how he’d eaten her out, how he’d thrust into her, how he’d bitten her lips. What if he’d hurt her? What if she didn’t want to do it again. God, he couldn’t take that. He ran a hand down the length of her body. He could be more gentle. He could prove it to her. Gently he kissed his way down her body, first one nipple then the other. Jessica moaned a little but still slept. He kissed her abdomen, then he gently parted her legs and kissed her thighs. Then with his thumb he gently stroked the hair on her pussy, and then stroked down one lip, letting his thumb disappear into the bush. He felt her hot and wet on his thumb as he slid it between her lips. He was erect again. Jessica moaned … holy shit.
He slid his thumb into her and then brought his tongue down between her lips. She tasted so good … she was so wet … she moaned and then her eyes opened and she looked down at Scott. He licked a little harder, thrust deeper with his thumb. Jessica sighed and began to pant. He pushed deeper with his tongue, with his teeth. She was so wet, Scott was making a lapping sound, like a dog drinking from a bowl of water. Suddenly Jessica shivered, arched, moaned, and even more wetness spilled onto Scott’s face. Her legs began to twitch, and she looked down at Scott while he continued to lick.
“A little twitching won’t stop me,” he murmured, “you’re going to cum again Jessica … over and over, all night.”
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They lay in one another’s arms. It was hours later. Scott kept stroking Jessica’s side, from her shoulder all the way down to her butt, as far as he could reach while lying beside her.
“You seemed to enjoy that,” Scott said, kissing her forehead.
“Mmmhmmm,” Jessica replied, and rolled on to her side so she was leaning against him. She kissed his nipple.
“I didn’t hurt you?”
Jessica giggled against his chest. “No. My legs feel like rubber though.”
“That’s good, that’s what multiple orgasms will get you.” He said, rubbing her bum. Jessica pushed up on her elbow and looked down at Scott. He was smiling at her with a lazy, sensual, smile. She kissed his lips. Then she slid her eyes down his chest. And there was the scar from when she had shot him. Her eyes locked on it. She couldn’t bring herself to apologize for it. She didn’t feel sorry. But she brought her lips to it and kissed it gently. Scott stroked her head.
“What about you?” she asked forcing her eyes up from the scar and locking them on Scott’s brown eyes. “How are your legs?”
“They’re on the verge of wobbliness …” he said with a toothy smile.
Jessica ran her hand down Scott’s chest, down his stomach and began to stroke Scott’s penis.
“I could help you with that you know.” She said smiling as his penis hardened in her hand. “I could make you completely unable to walk.”
“I have no doubt.” Scott said and caught his breath as Jessica began to kiss her way done to where her hand stroked him.
“I’ve never done this before.” She said, licking the tip of his penis.
“That’s a good start …” Scott managed to stutter.
“All the books and magazines say it’s pretty complicated …” she said flicking her tongue on the tip of his penis again.
Scott groaned. “I’m sure you can manage … but I can help you along. Open your mouth …” he gasped. When Jessica did, he pushed his cock into it and grasped the top of her head. “Just try to swallow it … all of it.” He said, gently pushing on her head. He threw his head back and sighed as pleasure over took him.
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The next morning Scott felt like a school boy. He made Jessica breakfast and was relieved when the men didn’t say anything about her screaming. Maybe they’d fallen to sleep and missed it. While Jessica ate, Scott kept circling around her. He wanted to touch her, he couldn’t help himself.
“Will you fucking sit down!” Angus finally shouted at him, “What the hell is wrong with you?”
“Gotta go to the bathroom.” Scott mumbled, his cock having stiffened significantly while he circled Jessica. He practically ran down the hallway. He hoped no one had noticed it.
“What’s up with him?” Angus asked Riley.
“Dunno.” Riley said with a shrug.
Jessica lowered her head and shovelled eggs into her mouth.
Jim watched her and tried to figure out why she looked different. Her face was blazing red … but given Angus’ shouting he wasn’t too surprised. Beyond that there was something else. Something he couldn’t put his finger on.
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