My Renaissance Ch. 13

Literotic asexstories – My Renaissance Ch. 13 by Modern_Citizen,Modern_Citizen
Chapter 13. Jenny’s back… with me.

It was the second Tuesday night after Thanksgiving when I went out to meet a few of our friends for snacks, drinks and conversation at Perkins. My housemate Brian was prepping for a trial and said he was going to stay home so I headed out alone.

It was packed. There were over twenty-five guys present and the restaurant staff put us off in our own little section.

It was a big turnout as they had heard about the exciting night at Brian’s house a little over a week before and wanted the first-person account of what happened.

I had sent out an email offered a Reader’s Digest condensed version of what happened to my closest friends and let them know we were all okay. I’m sure it got forwarded as well.

This was the first time I’d really gone out since that night except for work and the gym.

I began by telling them about my cousin stopping by with a black eyes and a bag full of money and drugs and all the details from there.

Of course, they all laughed heartily when I told them about the police dog taking a bite out of crime – or in this case, some bad guy’s ass.

They had lots of questions and I answered as many of the questions as I could.

Since the attack, Nicole had avoided her apartment, staying with friends. We loaned her a .38 Special revolver – an old police trade-in gun, with some petite grips and gave her the crash course on how to use it just in case. Thankfully, though, there had been no more excitement.

We were there for about an hour and we had moved onto other topics when someone tapped on my shoulder.

I turned around and nobody was there. I turned the other direction and saw Jennifer, the girl my house-mate Brian brought home all of two days after I moved in.

She was giggling at me, fooling me with the oldest trick in the world.

“Hi Joe. Remember me?”

“Jenn! It’s so good to see you!”

I stood up and gave her a hug and held it. She felt nice and smelled good too.

“You’re looking good and as always, that scent is a perfect match for you.”

I let go from our hug and noticed she was with another girl, a blonde who was fairly cute as well.

“Thanks, you’re such a sweetie and you’re looking pretty handsome as well. How’s my favorite home bartender anyway?” Jenn asked with a sparkle in her eye. She flicked her hair and looked me up and down.

“Pretty good. Even better now that you’re here.” I smiled. It was obvious that despite her casual appearance, she had put some effort into making herself look nice. Jenn stood about 5′ 7″ and weighed probably 115 pounds or so. Her curly, dark brown hair was a few inches longer than shoulder-length, with just a hint of red. She was wearing business casual – a pair of nice-fitting slacks with some 2″ or so heels dressing things up a little.

“And, who’s this pretty friend of yours?”

“This is Melissa, my room-mate.”

Her friend was wearing jeans and some sort of turtleneck sweater of sorts, and with her freshly done make-up looked pretty sharp.

I took a second glance at Melissa and she was pretty. She was in her mid-twenties like Jenn, about 5′ 5″ tall and probably weighed about 160 pounds or so – a little heavier than I generally prefer, but that standard had changed a bit lately for me personally.

Melissa had a wickedly cute smile and some gorgeous blue eyes that contrasted nicely with her long, curly blonde hair. She had nice boobs, too.

I kissed her hand.

“Melissa, those blue eyes of yours are so beautiful! It’s such a pleasure to make your acquaintance,” I said.

Melissa looked back at Jennifer and smiled.

“It’s nice to meet you as well,” Melissa said. “Are you like this with all the women you meet?”

“No, just the prettiest ones, of course,” I said, winking and smiling. Melissa just shook her head grinning. She was probably thinking I was full of crap, but I didn’t mind.

I turned and introduced my friends at the tables arrayed around us. They were very charming and kind, complimenting the girls on their attractiveness. There was even some good-natured teasing at my expense. Jenn stood quite close to my side the whole time. I couldn’t help but wonder if it was Jenn standing by “her” man.

She made a comment to the guys to not take it personally if she didn’t remember everyone’s name.

I asked her if she’d like to sit with us and she smiled. “Of course!”

I suggested everyone scoot over and we’d bring up more chairs, but a couple of my friends to my left offered their seats as they were done eating. They pulled up chairs at another table and Melissa and Jenn sat down. Melissa began chatting with a few of the guys down to her left about something or another.

“So, Joe, how have you been?” Jenn asked me, moving in still closer, our bodies almost touching as we sat. I put my arm around her shoulders and she leaned towards me.

“I’ve been okay. Busy, of course, but I’ve been okay. I was looking forward to seeing you again, but figured you must have found yourself seduced by the pool boy and ran off with him for warmer climates or something when I didn’t see or hear from you again.”

Jenn laughed. “No. No pool boys.”

“Well, his loss. So what brings you here?”

“Melissa and I are just out to get out of the house for a while. Thought we’d see what was going on downtown after getting a snack – and by pure chance I saw you in here through the window when we walked around from the parking lot.”

“I’m glad you’re so observant!” I said, gently pulling her against me as I smiled at her then taking my arm away. “Really, I thought I might not ever see you again.”

“Well, Brian never called me back. To make matters worse, I lost his number so I guess it was my fault as well.”

“Oh well. The important thing is that you’re here. So, can I buy you both something to eat?”

“Sure.”

They ordered and I was admiring Jenn’s pretty face as she talked with some of the others there. I found myself smitten, thinking how she could be so elegant and pretty out in public and such a sultry vixen in the bedroom. What a perfect woman!

She looked over at me. Her eyes were as beautiful as her smile. Thankfully, she wasn’t talking to me because I wasn’t paying attention.

She gave me a little wink and a smile.

I winked back. “So, Jennifer, what do you do for a living? Anything exciting?”

“I work for an insurance company as a claims representative. It’s far from exciting. How about you?”

“I’m a physician’s assistant over at the local hospital. Good days aren’t exciting. Exciting usually means someone else is having a really bad day.”

She chuckled a little and we talked a little more about our jobs and co-workers for a bit.

Melissa turned back towards us. “So, you’re Brian’s room-mate, huh?”

“Domestic servant, actually,” I said. That brought a smile and a laugh.

“And cook, bartender and dragon slayer.” More laughter.

“Jenn said you were sexy cute and sweet,” Melissa said. “She didn’t say anything about dragon slayer though.” She was smiling warmly and winked. Then she flicked her hair.

“She’s flirting hard,” I thought. “And Jenn’s probably blushing.” I glanced at Jenn’s face and she was blushing, looking down at her blueberry muffin.

“Well, thanks. I am really just an average guy. Now, if sexy cute is a receding hairline, then I’ve got that going for me.” I ran my hand through my hair to emphasize the point.

They smiled and laughed a bit.

“As far as the sweetness goes, it must be the sugar I put on my Frosted Flakes.” Jenn grinned and Melissa rolled her eyes.

The girls talked with the group for a while longer as they ate their muffins. I commented to Jenn about what a nice muffin she had and she told me to behave, smiling and taking the opportunity to touch my inner thigh, caressing it for a few moments.

I took the opportunity to switch topics once she finished eating.

“So, Jenn, to change gears, I’m curious. What’s your idea of a romantic evening?”

Melissa’s ears perked up as she turned and looked at Jenn and I.

“Why?” Jenn asked.

“Oh, I’m just curious and making interesting conversation with two pretty girls,” I answered.

She paused for a few moments to think and Melissa leaned into the conversation.

Jenn said a romantic evening is best spent with a handsome, old-fashioned gentleman who will hold the door for her and treat her like a princess. Taking her to a nice dinner is a must, along with showing her a great time afterwards and taking care of everything.

“So, what’s the most romantic date you’ve ever been on? What was it like?”

She paused and thought about it for a second or three and smiled just a bit. She seemed to enjoy the recollection of those memories.

Jenn described getting picked up by a sexy guy with some flowers and taken to dinner at a nice, dimly-lit restaurant. There was a live pianist playing background music in the next room and she thought that was very nice. She described the food as amazing and the companionship as lively and light. From there, they drove a while to a state park out in the country. They parked and took a walk holding hands under the stars.

She paused for a few seconds and then described how they found a spot with a pretty view overlooking a lake in the moonlight. Jenn said her date put down a blanket and they laid down and looked up at all the stars. “There must have been tens of thousands of stars visible. It was beautiful.”

Melissa giggled a little.

“What?” Jenn asked.

“And then what happened?” Melissa asked pointedly.

Jenn grinned. “Let’s just say we fooled around a little,” she added, coyly.

“Did you fuck him, you little slut you?” Melissa quipped, laughing at her friend.

“Don’t be a hater!” Jenn rebutted, smiling. “It was the perfect end to a perfect night!”

The two girls squabbled back and forth in a friendly banter and finally called a truce.

I didn’t want Melissa to feel left out, so I asked her about her most romantic date.

She looked down into her glass and smiled. She shook her head and looked at Jenn with a big grin before she started to talk.

I listened as Melissa described a date she had with a slightly older man when she was nineteen.

Jenn cleared her throat and grinned.

“Okay, he was two years younger than my dad!” she admitted, grinning sheepishly. “But he looked like he was about 30.”

Melissa said that the she had a major crush on this guy, who was in senior management at the office during a paid internship over the summer.

He showed up at her apartment with a single orange rose for her. From there, he took her to dinner and after that, they went out on his cabin cruiser on a nearby lake.

“Wow, fancy!” I said.

Jennifer piped up this time. “So, what did you do on that boat?” She poked at Melissa and giggled.

“We looked up at the stars and talked about baseball,” Melissa quipped.

“Huh?” Jenn asked.

“What do you think we did? We fucked like bunnies!” Melissa said, chuckling. Some of the guys heard that and they were now looking over, listening in and licking their chops or shaking their heads.

Jenn and I laughed.

The girls were having a good time.

“Okay, turnabout is fair play,” Melissa said. “Let’s hear about your most romantic date, Mr. Flirtatious, and don’t you dare leave anything out.”

“Well, guys have a different perspective on things than ladies,” I began. “The short version is that I was at my place with a pretty young lady a couple of years before I got married. It was one of our first dates and I wanted to impress her. I was cooking dinner for her and we had planned on going to the theater after we ate.”

I paused for a couple of seconds.

“Well, things were going great as I’d poured her a glass of wine and dinner was coming along nicely. It was snowing pretty heavily outside, but I didn’t think much of it at the time.”

I took a drink of my water.

“All the sudden, the power went off about halfway through my meal prep. I was like ‘damn!’ but I stayed calm. When the power didn’t come back on in a few minutes, I went out to the garage and broke out the camping cookstove and finished working on dinner. I also lit a fire in the fireplace and some candles for light. It was very romantic.”

Both girls were listening carefully despite the other conversations going on around us.

“My date was supremely impressed that I didn’t let the power failure get in the way of cooking her dinner. Anyway, we shared a real candlelight dinner, with lots of big, fluffy snowflakes gently falling outside the big front window. It was so quiet outside and inside as well. Really, the only sound was the soft crackling of the wood burning in the fireplace and the warm glow of light it created. After dinner, it was starting to get a little cool, so we cuddled under a blanket in front of the fireplace after I tossed on a couple of logs, relating stories from our childhood while I held her in my arms.”

I had barely paused then both girls were just looking at me, leaning in.

“Go on,” Jennifer said with eager anticipation and a warm smile. “No holding out on us.”

“It was beautiful watching the snow fall outside, almost hypnotizing actually, and it was really accumulating pretty quickly. Of course we were nice and cozy in front of the fire with her in my arms. It was so romantic.” I was stalling and playing dumb.

“I know there’s some romance in here somewhere,” Melissa said. She motioned for me to continue. “C’mon already…”

I looked at Jennifer and she was waiting for more as well.

“Well, yeah, after a while, we began cuddling and kissing.” I was going to play very hard to get.

“So, did you get lucky?” Jenn asked with a wink, touching my hand.

“Well, one thing led to another and we had a torrid little roll in the hay in front of the fireplace. It was the first time for her and I together.”

Both girls were smiling.

“Sounds like that could be a fire hazard,” Melissa quipped. The girls laughed and I cracked a smile of my own.

“You could say there was plenty of combustion going on.”

I had them laughing and even blushing a little.

They excused themselves for a trip to the restroom.

I turned back to my friends.

“So, who are the girls?” Frank asked.

“The brunette is a cute little thing I met a few weeks ago and have been dying to see again. The blonde is her room-mate.”

“Dibs on the blonde girl Melissa,” Matt called. “She’s hawt!” He held his hands up like he was groping her nice boobs.

“Matt!” I said, wagging my finger at him. “Let’s be a gentleman.”

“Hey man, she’s got nice tits and a sexy butt,” he said.

Matt was estranged from his wife. He had told us last summer that his wife wanted him to get a vasectomy so they could resume having sex more regularly and she wouldn’t have to worry about getting pregnant again. He underwent the procedure and we teased him unmercifully after he told us about how he used bags of frozen peas on his nuts as the local was wearing off. That day will forever be known among our group of friends as “frozen pea day”. Well over a year later, he told us that she’d had sex with him exactly once since that fateful day.

“As for dibs, that’s between you and her,” I said.

A few minutes later, Dan, another of the older guys in our group who was an old Marine from way back who later worked as an accountant for the Comptroller of the Currency before retiring, pointed back towards the front door, chuckling. “I think your girl is getting hit on.”

Two guys were over smiling broadly while taking a pass at the girls – at a restaurant!

“I’m sure they’ll be back here in a minute,” I said.

A couple of minutes later, they indeed returned.

Matt began flirting with Melissa when the two girls sat down.

“Jenn, I don’t want to let you get away again. I’d be honored if you would accompany me to dinner this weekend.”

“Absolutely!” she answered, hugging my arm.

We agreed on Saturday night.

We all visited for a while longer as the group easily accommodated the newest and easily the prettiest new attendees this night. Of course, they were popular guests.

Later, while Matt had Melissa thoroughly distracted, Jenn leaned over to me and whispered into my ear.

“If you can show me a fun time like last time I was at your place, I’m yours right now.”

I just smiled. “What about Melissa?” I asked quietly.

“I’ll take care of her,” Jenn said.

We all talked for a while longer. Matt was practically glued to Melissa. She didn’t seem nearly as interested in him. Of course, Matt’s wedding ring probably didn’t help his cause.

Jenn asked Melissa if she was about ready to go. Melissa said “sure” and with that, the girls put on their coats.

I put on my own jacket and offered to walk the girls out to their car. Matt was shot down, but he got a hug. It was his consolation prize, I suppose.

Jenn and Melissa said their good-byes to everyone and I walked with them out to the car.

Jenn and I were holding hands from the moment we walked out. It wasn’t long before Melissa took my other hand and brought it up to her mouth and kissed it. She winked and smiled at me when I looked at her.

They were parked way back behind the restaurant. When we arrived at their car, Jenn asked Melissa if she was okay going home by herself.

Melissa’s sad face told the tale. She figured out pretty quickly that Jenn was going to be sleeping with me tonight.

She smiled meekly and looked right at me.

“Joe, it was nice meeting you. When can I see you again?” Melissa asked me.

“Oh, I think you’ll see me soon enough. I enjoyed meeting you tonight and look forward to the next time we see one another.”

“I hope so.” Melissa gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. I felt her boobs press into my chest through our coats. I also felt her hand slide into my back pocket as she held the hug.

We waited for her to take off. My car was in the adjacent hotel’s parking lot. Jennifer and I walked at a fairly brisk pace. I wasn’t sure if it was the cold weather or anticipation, but I was shivering almost uncontrollably.

To make matters worse, the car was almost as cold a well-digger’s ass. A few minutes later, some lukewarm air was blowing out. We were both cold and shivering.

“I want your number,” Jenn said.

“Here, call yourself from my phone,” I said, handing her my phone. She called herself and handed me back my phone. I saved the number in my phone as I drove along, managing to avoid running over any pedestrians, stray cats or random, late-night bicyclists while fiddling with the phone.

The trip home only took a little more than ten minutes and I felt butterflies in my stomach.

“Jenn, I don’t know about you, but I’ve got butterflies in my stomach like I’m in high school or something.” I just smiled as I glanced at her.

She laughed. “Me too. I think it’s because I really like you.”

“You’re such a sweetheart,” I said. I reached over and put my hand on her thigh and she wrapped her cold hands around mine. I was surprised she didn’t have any gloves with her.

We got home and I walked around the car to let Jenn out, but she was already getting out. I took her by the hand and closed her door and we walked together into the house.

I noticed the light was still on in the study as we walked hand-in-hand through the house to my bedroom. Jenn was leading the way. I had to appreciate a girl who knows what she wants.

Once in my bedroom, I closed my door behind me and Jenn put her purse down in my desk chair and took off her shoes and climbed onto my bed.

“Are you coming?” she asked as she noticed me just standing there behind her.

“You have a sexy butt,” I told her, winking.

“Thanks. Now get over here.”

I took my socks off and got on the bed with her. We began kissing and petting. Her kisses were almost electric.

I began to give a hands-on inspection of that little body I’d fantasized about. Her ass was pretty firm. I went to reach under her shirt and she began to take it off. I helped her off with her shirt and she had a cute little pink bra trimmed with lace. I unclasped the front hook and looked down as I uncovered her little boobs.

Oh, they were so nice. She had sexy tan lines under there and tiny, dark areolas not bigger than a dime around her small, but hard nipples. Her breasts were nicely shaped round A-cups: gravity defying and cute as hell. She had an eraser-sized mole about two inches under her right nipple and it just lent more to Jenn’s girl-next-door good looks for me.

“I count myself a lucky guy to know you’ve got this,” I said, touching the mole.

“I can’t wait get lucky myself, handsome,” she replied, reaching over and touching the bulge in my pants.

I kissed her nipple and licked on it.

“Mmm!” she cooed.

Her tits were delectable.

“I’m a sucker for boobs and cute tan lines,” I told her.

“Oh yeah?” she replied, smiling at my approval of her breasts.

I flicked my tongue across her erect nipple several times while fondling her other boob, and she continued to moan for me.

“Lick the outside too,” she told me.

I did as I was told and she let out more soft moans.

She began to take her pants off and I helped her. She wore no panties.

“Commando!” I said.

“Just like last time I was here,” she said with a little wink and a devilish grin. Her pussy was shaved bare. She had some great tan lines down below too.

She also had a sunburst tattoo a couple inches above and to the left of the top of her pubic hairline.

“Wow!” I said, without even thinking. “That’s cute.”

I got off the bed and began to undress. She helped me out of my clothes and my erection nearly whacked her in the face as she pulled down my boxers.

“Whoa!” she said at the near miss. After she got a good look at my cock, she muttered, “Oh, damn!”

She looked up at me as she wrapped her fingers around my cock and stroked it a few times.

“You’ve got a nice cock,” she said.

“Thanks, babe.” I coaxed her to stand up.

I pulled her tightly against me and we locked lips with her while I played with her firm ass.

Her butt cheeks were cool to the touch.

I put her on her back on the bed and worked my way down her body to her feet, stopping briefly to examine her sunburst tattoo more closely. It had a dark blue flaming border and was fairly well blended from orange on the inside to yellow near the outer edges and inside the flames. It was about the size of a silver dollar – big enough to be noticed but small enough that it wasn’t obnoxious. And checking out that tattoo was a good excuse for lingering near her honeypot too.

My anticipation was driving me mad. My erection was so damn hard that it was uncomfortable when it bounced as I moved. Every time I glanced up, Jenn was smiling and either looking me in the eyes or looking at my raging hard-on.

Despite my first impulses, I took my time working my way up her legs to her thighs, building the anticipation and excitement for both of us. I tried to restrain myself as I knew I was going to put my cock inside her soon enough.

She had nice legs, so it was by no means a burden to caress and message those legs and watch as she smiled and purred. Her breathing and squirming told me she was hot and ready and I moved closer and closer to my ultimate destination between her legs.

“Fuck me Joe.”

“Patience, my dear!” I assured her.

I rubbed her vulva before I finally began licking that sweet pussy of hers. She was already plenty wet.

Jenn moaned and whimpered with delight. “Oh that feels so good, Joe! Don’t stop!”

She tasted good. I ran my tongue all around her pussy then in between her lips, enjoying every moment of it and savoring her slightly salty natural juices. Jenn threw her head back, squirming and moaning with delight. I had my right hand up playing with her little boobies as I made her feel so good.

“God yes! Eat my pussy!”

She was very close when I started to push my index finger into her while licking her clit. She was tight – almost like a pubescent girl. It took some doing to get my middle finger inside her while I was working on her clitoral hood with my tongue.

Without much warning, she arched her back and squeezed my head between her legs and let out a little scream. Then I got a couple of squirts from her pussy.

“Holy shit!” I said. Some of it got in my mouth and it tasted a lot like natural vaginal lubrication only much less viscous.

“Ugh! Holy shit is right!” she groaned, panting heavily. “Uh!”

“Brian never said you were a squirter!”

“Oh, God. That was so good. I never got off like that with him.”

I returned to her vagina and savored the taste, eating it hungrily. I stuck my tongue inside her as far as I could. Jenn’s body often shook and squirmed with delight in response to my efforts.

I licked her from top to bottom. I even rimmed her asshole after a bit and that brought about a gut-wrenching orgasm for Jenn. I played a little longer and she was so incredibly wet you would have thought I had already come inside her. Fluid was oozing out her pussy and down her crack.

I put my finger back into her pussy and played with her G-spot.

“Oh! Oh! Oh yeah!” Jenn cried out. She was getting close again.

“Oh shit! God damn!” she moaned, squirting me again as she climaxed. Her whole body shook as she came.

I watched as she recovered, catching her breath and smiling warmly for me.

I reached into the drawer for a condom and as I was unwrapping it, she said she preferred the natural feel. I rolled it on anyway. Moving closer, I eased my cock into her very tight little hole.

“Oh, yeah,” she moaned as I sank into her for the first time. My cock was so damn hard. She bit on her lower lip and closed her eyes. “Oh, fuck me, Joe!”

I went to work fucking her missionary style and she was very lively and excited, making all sorts of grunts and moans as she approached another climax.

“Oh, oh, oh,” she kept grunting as I railed her good. I thought she climaxed a couple of times as I was fucking her sweet little pussy, but it was kind of hard to tell. She seemed so delirious with passion the entire time. I had to bring her back to reality just so she would French kiss me while I had my cock inside her.

After about five minutes, she coaxed me to roll over. She reached down, snatched off the condom and mounted me up.

“Oh, damn,” I moaned as I felt my cock sliding into her very juicy pussy. I felt a shiver run from my groin over my entire body.

“I want you to come inside me when you’re ready.” She had burning lust in her eyes and was not going to be denied.

She kept watching my face as she rode me. It was as if she was possessed. Her nostrils were flaring and I could tell by the frenzied look on her face that she was intent on getting more climaxes.

“Ah, fuck yes!” she cried out. Her eyes rolled back and she quivered as she came again. She ground her hips into me and I pushed back getting maximum penetration. This time I got wet as she ejaculated on me – a lot.

“Holy shit!” I blurted out.

“God damn, it’s so good,” she said, panting wildly. “Are you getting close for me?” she asked me, as she continued to work those hips.

“I’ve been close,” I told her.

“Come with me then,” she said loudly as she leaned forward, allowing me to control the rhythm.

I didn’t mind one bit as I felt her nipples brush against my chest and I put my hands on her sweet ass. I could feel the hot breath from her near-panting on my neck as I held her hips as I fucked her even though she was on top.

“Mmm. Harder,” Jenn moaned.

I rammed my cock inside her bringing myself closer to my own sweet release. “God you feel so good, Jenn.”

Oh man, it was getting so close. The sound of our skin smacking together and her hot, panting moans right next to my ear were the last thing I remember before my nuts tightened up.

“Ah!” I grunted. Jenn was about to get her wish. “Ugh! Here it is, Jenn! Ohh!”

“Oh my god yes! Give it to me Joe!” she practically snarled as she was starting with her own massive orgasm grinding her pussy down hard, squirting on me again.

I felt myself squirt the first couple of blasts inside her as I rammed my cock up into her as far as it would possibly go. “Ohh!” I grunted again as I squirted some more. I kept squirting until there was no more. I filled her little pussy and semen was beginning to run out.

I don’t know why, but sex with this hot vixen and shooting my load inside her made me horny as fuck.

Also, Brian was a fool not to call this girl back. “His loss!” I thought.

She was just catching her breath laying on me after it was over. She reached up and pushed her hair out of her face and smiled as she was trying to catch her breath. “Damn, that was some great sex Joe!” She kissed me softly and I hugged her tightly.

“Thanks beautiful. Now, roll over on your tummy for me, I’m still in the mood. I want to fuck you from behind.”

She looked at me momentarily in disbelief, almost as if she was asking if I was serious.

“Okay, okay!” she said. She gave me a happy grin and climbed off.

I gave her a pillow and she put it under her hips. Her ass was cute as hell as she wiggled until she was ready for me.

“You’ve got a damn cute ass, Jennifer. I’ve been waiting for this moment since I followed you up the stairs when we first met.”

“I remember that. I caught you staring,” she said with a laugh. “Brian liked my ass that night too.”

“Is that so?”

She smiled, looking back at me. “He did.”

“I’ve got another confession to make about that night,” I said to her as I was sliding my erection up and down her creamy slit.

“Oh yeah, what’s that?” she asked.

“I was listening to you two go at it and it was hot as hell. Of course, my imagination was going strong too.”

“Yeah, Brian did me well that night. My pussy was still tingling when I got home.”

“Is that so?” I asked. I slipped my cock into her sodden pussy.

“Aww!” I sighed.

“Mmm,” Jenn cooed.

“Yeah. To answer your question, Melissa knew right off that I’d gotten laid. God, that cock feels so damn good.” I was slowly sliding my cock in and out.

“So how did your room-mate know you got laid?”

Jenn laughed. “It was pretty obvious. She saw the wet spot in my pants.”

“Were you that wet?” I asked as I continued to fuck her slowly as we talked.

“I was after Brian came in me twice and I drove home.”

“Mmm. You are so sexy. You’re gonna make me come talking to me like that.”

“Fuck me Joe. I want you to come in me again.”

I kissed her cheek and the back of her neck.

“Fuck me Joe.”

Her pussy, freshly fucked and loaded with semen, still felt like a glove on my cock. I pulled all the way out and she was gaping ever so slightly and semen leaked out. I pushed back in and Jenn moaned.

We fucked and she enjoyed a pair of wonderful orgasms. Each time I took a momentary pause afterwards to delay my own. Jenn had a dreamy look on her face the entire time. The second time I paused, kissing her softly on the neck while deep inside her.

Changing things up, I sat up and looked down to admire Jenn’s very cute ass and those sexy bikini-style tan lines. I spread her cheeks and saw my shaft disappearing inside her, her lips wrapped snugly around it. I also saw Jenn’s rosebud.

I couldn’t help myself as I eased my index finger inside. She moaned with approval and delight. I’d pretty much stopped fucking her at this point, leaving my cock about half-way inside her and I concentrated on playing with her cute little bunghole.

I could feel the head of my cock passing back and forth with my finger. She was breathing hot and heavy as I pumped.

It was fun making her squirm around and it wasn’t long before her body tensed up and she let out a scream in delight.

“Oh fuck yes!” she called out when it was over. “Jesus that was incredible!”

I pulled my finger out and picked up the tempo. I felt so close to an orgasm. I just leaned forward and really pounded her pussy fiercely before I let go. She managed to get off again just as I felt my semen coursing through my cock and blasting forth into her tight little vagina.

Four, maybe five big squirts filled her and I pulled out and stoked my cock between her ass cheeks and shot a couple more squirts and a few dribbles onto her lower back and butt crack. Her ass felt so good as I slid my cock back and forth between her cheeks.

She started to roll over, but I held her there. I messaged my semen into her skin and kissed my way down her crack. She arched her back and spread her knees apart, pushing her ass higher in the air. I kept kissing down to her leaking vagina to her clit as she kept bringing her ass higher into the air for me.

Spunk was leaking from her slightly gaping pussy and running over her clit. Damn, it was hot. I began to lick her. Jenn’s moans and groans told me she loved what I was doing for her.

“Oh, Joseph!”

I slapped her on the ass when I was done and she rolled over and gave me a big kiss.

“Joe, you are amazing. Wow.”

“Thanks babe.”

We cuddled there for ten or fifteen minutes, trading some pillow talk.

“C’mon. Let’s take a shower,” Jennifer said.

I was tired, but sensed good things to come. Jenn opened the bedroom door and we walked across the hall into the bathroom.

“Ooh, it’s running down my leg!” she said, giggling as we were going into the bathroom.

Her ass looked good to me. I reached out and grabbed her ass and squeezed. I heard a strange noise and more semen ran out down her leg and onto her foot and the floor.

“Oops!” I said. I hadn’t planned on that. I was just copping a feel.

She just giggled again and put her index finger under my chin and winked at me. She surely knew how to make me feel special.

We got in the shower and I carefully washed her, making sure her breasts and pussy were clean about three times then well rinsed off. Ditto for her ass. She washed me very carefully and thoroughly as well. I felt like a teenager again with her.

After we were rinsed off, she knelt down and gave my cock a good tongue bath. It was already beginning to get hard again but after her oral attention, it was more like a rock.

I had her stand up and pressed myself against her ass while fondling her little tits. She reached back and guided me in.

“Oh baby,” I said as I felt my shaft sinking into her sodden pussy.

I fucked her while fondling her tits and kissing her from behind. She was practically standing upright with her ass pressed into my groin.

It felt really good as I worked my cock in and out of her tight little pussy. We fucked like this for probably fifteen minutes or better. It felt good, but I was having a hard time delivering another batch of sauce. Jenn sure was having a good time though, so I kept fucking that pussy.

“Put it in my ass, Joe,” she said looking at me over her shoulder.

“Sorry, babe, but not without a condom.”

“Fuck me nice and hard then. Fuck my pussy with that big cock of yours, Joe.”

I did as requested. The sounds of me fucking her in the shower were loud, especially when I began to really pound her good. I held her by the hips as I fucked her hard, our skin slapping together in the water on each inward thrust. She held her legs tightly together to maximize my enjoyment.

“Oh Jenn!” I grunted.

“Are you going to come in me again?”

“Mmm hmm,” I moaned.

“Fuck my little pussy, Joe. Cum inside me baby!” Jenn said, half-grunting and half-shouting as she practically begged for it.

“Argh! Here it is!”

I threw my head back and plunged my cock as deep as it would go. I shot my load inside her and grunted repeatedly as I did so. It felt good – so good I didn’t want to pull out.

Eventually though, it was inevitable. Reluctantly, I pulled out and we washed a bit more before coming out.

After we dried off, we went back to my bedroom. The sheets were a mess and it smelled of sex in my bedroom. I got some sheets out of the closet and Jenn helped me change the sheets.

I took the sheets downstairs to the laundry room and when I returned, Jenn was in bed waiting for me. We set the alarm for six so I could get her home by seven.

We cuddled together, spooning. I felt my eyelids getting heavy and despite how great Jenn’s sexy body felt pressed against mine with my hands wandering over her, I just couldn’t stay awake.

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She woke me up about 5:40 by playing with my cock. She went down on me until I was rock hard. Once satisfied with her handiwork, she mounted me up, gently easing herself down on me and slowly rocking her hips and moving up and down. We kissed and caressed one another while we shared some slow, passionate lovemaking.

After a while, desire took over and she really increased the tempo dramatically, along with her moans and groans. This girl just couldn’t get enough and fucked me until she was in a frenzy. Finally, she tired and let me get on top.

We were going at it for a few minutes when Jennifer had another orgasm and I felt mine coming on. I thought briefly about pulling out and shooting all over her, but when I went to pull out, Jenn had her ankles locked together, holding me deep inside her.

“Don’t you dare pull out, mister!” she barked at me.

I started to ejaculate and Jenn tightened her grip on me. She closed her eyes and let her head fall back and moaned softly as my cock was squirting inside her.

“Mmm,” she moaned.

“Oh man,” I said when it was over.

“Oh, that was so nice,” Jenn said softly while gently caressing my stubble-laden cheek.

“Yes, indeed.”

I rolled off Jennifer and when I looked down, I could see a river running forth out of her still-gaping pussy.

“I’m going to be thinking about you all day now,” she said.

I just smiled and caressed her cheek while admiring her natural good looks.

We got up and hit the shower. We fooled around like young lovers the whole time we were in there.

She wore her clothes from the previous night. They weren’t slutty, so it wasn’t going to be too much of a walk of shame when I dropped her off at her place. After we got dressed, we left in plenty of time for me to get her to get home by 7 a.m.

On the way, I told her that Melissa had slipped her number in my back pocket.

“She wants you badly,” Jenn said. “She told me when we went to the bathroom last night.”

“Oh yeah? She is pretty cute, I’ll give her that.”

“Yeah. She broke up with her boyfriend three months ago after he asked Melissa to put on some of my lingerie as they were about to have sex. She recognized it as mine and confronted him. He eventually admitted that he had taken it out of my lingerie drawer.”

“Damn.” I didn’t know what to say. “From your bedroom?”

“Yeah. She told him to get his stuff and get out right then. And to make matters worse, about a month before that we think a neighbor of ours on the first floor caught him peeking in the window on her and her boyfriend having sex one night.”

“Did she call the cops?”

“No. Her boyfriend tried to catch him but he got away. They didn’t recognize him, but from the description, we were pretty sure it was Melissa’s boyfriend. He had gone outside to have a smoke that night and never came back.”

We were getting closer to her place and there was a quiet pause in the conversation.

“I want to see you again, Joe. I hope you don’t think worse of me for what we did last night,” Jenn said, putting her hand on my thigh.

“No, it’s okay. I like an aggressive woman who knows what she wants,” I admitted.

“Oh really. Is that so?” Jenn said. I could see a wicked little grin beginning to form on her face.

“Yes, indeed. Don’t take that to mean I’m looking for a dominatrix though.”

“Oh darn,” Jenn laughed. “Just kidding. As far as Melissa goes, thank you for telling me about her slipping you her phone number. I know she’s horny and you and I aren’t in a formal relationship.”

Jenn paused momentarily. “Well, not yet anyway. So long as you don’t ditch me for her, I wouldn’t care if you fucked her right there in our apartment on the couch. In fact, I’d kind of like to see you giving it to her. She needs to get some badly. Her last boyfriend was pretty lame in bed.”

“Pretty lame?” I asked, probing for more information.

“Yeah, he was a two-minute man, according to Mel. What bothered me was that he’d always try to do things with her when I was around. It seemed kind of disrespectful to Melissa. She didn’t want to do it and I didn’t want to see it. But he still would drop his pants at any opportunity to get her to suck or fuck him in front of me.”

“Well that’s not good,” I said.

“No, it’s not.”

We were just pulling into her apartment complex.

“We still have a date Saturday, right?” Jenn asked.

“Damn straight.” I looked over and smiled.

“Okay. You better not forget to call, mister.”

“You have my word, Jennifer. I will call you. And you’re always welcome to call or text me as well, although I may not have my phone on in the evenings.”

I parked and elected to walk her to the door. When we got to her third-floor apartment, Jenn opened the door and pulled me along. Melissa was making breakfast and was already up and dressed for work. She hadn’t put her makeup on yet, but she was still pretty.

“Hi Melissa. How are you?”

“I’m well,” Melissa said. “Hi Joe. How ya’ doing?”

“I’m doing pretty well, Melissa. You’re looking pretty spry this morning.”

“Well thank you, but not nearly as spry as you two.”

Jenn walked past the kitchen towards what must have been the bedrooms, stripping her shirt off.

“Jenn,” Melissa said, turning her attention to her room-mate.

“Yeah?” Jenn said, stopping to turn around, now stripping her bra off in clear view of both Melissa and I.

“Jenn, you’re such a bitch. You know that, don’t you?”

Jenn laughed. “He thinks you’re cute, Mel. So shut up.”

“I hate you!” Melissa said good-naturedly.

Jenn disappeared into her bedroom.

“So, Mr. Stud. Would you like some eggs? You probably need some protein and all.”

I laughed. “I’d love some, Melissa.”

She was trying not to even grin, but it was funny how she said it.

She cracked a few additional eggs and began cooking them after scrambling them.

“Anything I can do to help?” I thought it would be courteous to ask.

“You can set a place setting for you and Jenn since she made it home in time for breakfast – if you’ve got time to have some breakfast.”

“I’d be delighted to share breakfast with two very pretty ladies,” I said. “You know, I didn’t mention it last night, but you’ve got a very pretty smile and I could drown in those blue eyes of yours,” I said to Melissa.

“You’re such a flirt,” she said, smiling and blushing at the same time.

“Flirt or not, it’s true.”

I finished my assignment at the table as Melissa went back to the bedroom. I heard her tell Jenn breakfast would be ready in five minutes.

She came back in the kitchen and I took the opportunity to steer the conversation. I told her I thought her idea of a romantic date was very sweet and romantic and that any guy would be very lucky to have her. She seemed a little skeptical about what I was saying.

She couldn’t help but smile again. “Mmmmm. Yeah, well, guys like you like skinny girls like Jenny. She’s the one that got taken home last night, not me. She always manages to date the cute guys while my boyfriend’s busy peeking into other girls’ windows and jerking off into Jenn’s panties. Ugh! Sometimes I hate men!”

“Melissa. You’re a damn pretty girl. Just be patient. You’ll find a good guy out there. Honestly, I would still be honored to take you out and proud to have you on my arm.”

I continued, “I know a great little place about a half-hour out of town that’s very cozy and intimate. We’ll go have some dinner and while it’s a little cold outside for a walk under the moonlight on a beach, maybe we could spend some time in front of the fireplace together afterwards. Maybe watch a movie. Maybe just talk.”

“Are you a man-whore or something? You just fucked my room-mate and now you just want down my pants.”

“Mel, that’s not true. The offer stands, even if you want to wear a chastity belt. Think about it.”

She cracked a smile even though she was trying to be mad at me. Maybe I was making some progress. She was a little cynical, that’s for sure.

“Okay. You’ve got yourself a deal,” she was hooked. “How about tomorrow or Friday.”

“Let’s make it 7:00 Friday in case I’m running late with patients. I’ve got a pterodactyl to wrestle tomorrow night.”

Melissa laughed at that. “Deal,” Melissa said, smiling and holding her hand out to shake. “But don’t plan on getting down my pants.” We shook on it and she gave me a little kiss on the cheek. I pulled out a business card and gave her my cell number on the back.

Jenn came back in, now dressed for work, and we shared some laughs and conversation over a nice breakfast. I left not long after scarfing down my food so I wouldn’t be late.

I gave Melissa a hug and then one for Jenn as well.

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Jenn called me later that afternoon. “So, Melissa tells me you two have a date for Friday. I wanted to ask you about it.”

“Just being a gentleman. I told her she was welcome to wear her chastity belt.”

“She mentioned that but I think hers is broken after this dry spell,” she laughed. “Just to calm my worries, are you and me are still on for Saturday – no matter what happens Friday night?”

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world, you sexy thing you.”

“Alright. I feel a little bit better.”

“I’ll be a perfect gentleman for her and I’ll be honest with both of you.”

“Well, she likes you a lot, but so do I. I wouldn’t be happy with her trying to steal away a guy I was dating, but I guess we aren’t dating yet.”

“Jenn, I like you a lot, and last night was something I’ll remember for a long, long time.”

“I think I hear a ‘but’ coming,” Jenn replied.

“I’m not going to stop seeing you because Melissa and I go out for dinner. Even if we start seeing each other regularly, I told you I’m not looking for a long-term, exclusive relationship right now.”

“I know. You mentioned that. That’s another reason I’m not completely pissed off here. If I thought I could have you all to myself, I’d be mad. If I weren’t so damn jealous about her fucking you, I’d probably tell her you were a great guy for her.”

“Well, thanks Jenn. I’m really looking forward to you spending the night Saturday. Make sure you pack yourself an overnight bag. And you mentioned you had a lingerie drawer. See if you can find something or two in there I might like, okay?” I thought I’d completely ignore the Melissa and me part of what she said.

“Oh, I think I might be able to come up with something. You are going to ravage me again, right?”

“I’ll let you use your imagination. See you around 6 on Saturday, okay?”

“Ciao!”

I put my phone back in my pocket, thinking to myself that it was going to be a good weekend. It sounded like Melissa and I having some time in bed was a sure bet. But no matter how Friday night went, I knew I was in for some torrid sex with Jenn Saturday.