Deception

Prologue

The blond sat on the edge of her bed, a shapely leg crossed over the other, her petite frame wrapped in a white, terry cloth towel. Having just had a shower, her damp locks were strewn about her pretty head. Checking her phone she hoped to see a message, and was slightly dismayed when it wasn't there. Suddenly, a familiar ring tone did sound, but not the one she had wished for.

"Fuck," she mumbled to herself before answering. "Hey."

"What's up?" The girl on the other end of the call replied.

"Not a lot, just hangin' out."

"It must be nice. I'm still stuck at work. Don't know when I'll get off."

"Sucks to be you," the blond said, gently mocking her friend.

"Nice Jess," the other answered sarcastically. "So, how are things going at Casa Watson since your parents left?"

"Same old same old," Jessica said noncommittally.

It wasn't really. Jessica Watson's parents were travelling across Europe for a month. Against their better judgement they had left the twenty year old on her own, with a couple of caveats. For one, there were to be absolutely no parties. Though disappointed, she couldn't really fault them for that. Not after what had happened back in early June. She could only vaguely remember the incident, her recollection clouded from having indulged in weed and a great deal of alcohol on that particular occasion. It had happened shortly after she had completed her sophomore year at university. Her parents had gone away for the weekend; the girl decided that was the perfect opportunity to have a bash to celebrate the end of the school year.

The little she could recall involved hordes of intoxicated college kids, several empty kegs scattered about the yard, one even afloat in the pool, music blasting throughout the neighborhood, and ultimately two police cruisers pulled up in front of the house. The following day she had suffered a brutal hangover, but with the help of a couple of friends she had managed to clean everything up, get the kegs removed, as well as any other incriminating evidence.

Her mother and father returned that evening, and for a few days afterwards were none the wiser, until her dad discovered a dozen empty beer cans and a used condom tucked away in the pool shed. The row that followed was one for the ages, but two months later all seemed to be forgiven, if not forgotten. Along with the aforementioned stipulation about gatherings being off limits, there was one additional requirement.

"And your babysitter, how is that working out?" the other girl inquired, her tone dripping with innuendo.

Jessica hesitated before continuing. Her parents had asked an old family friend, Jake Wilson, to check in on her from time to time, and help out with the upkeep of the property. He had attended high school with both of her parents; in fact he was her father's best friend. Growing up he had been much like an uncle to her, and she had referred to him as such when she was younger. He was affable and charming, with a great sense of humor.

His appearance belied his age, the forty-five year old looking closer to thirty than his actual age. He was fit and strong, the result of an active lifestyle, regular visits to the gym, and just plain old good genetics. Six feet tall, he possessed a full head of wavy, dark hair, some grey speckled across his temples. Subtly handsome, his pale blue eyes sparkled with equal parts intelligence and mischief. Kind and friendly, he and Jessica had gotten along fabulously for as long as she could remember. He had always had a soft spot for her, at least she liked to think so. In her early teens she had had a bit of a school girl's crush on the handsome older man, but then she went to high school and started dating and the school girl crush was all but forgotten... until now.

"Oh it's fine I suppose."

"Yeah, I bet Uncle Jake is taking good care of you," her friend said suggestively.

"Chrissy, that's disgusting."

"Oh gimme me a break Jess, I'm just teasing."

"Well, I don't think of Jake that way, he's really almost like a second father."

"All right I apologize. Hey, I'm off Wednesday. Mind if I come over for a swim?"

"Yeah sure, no problem."

"Awesome, thanks Jess! Anyway, I gotta get back to work."

"All right, talk to you later."

Hanging up, the blond sighed. Reaching across to her night table, her delicate fingers wrapped around a cup of tea. She brought the warm beverage to her glossy pink lips, taking a sip. Her back rested against a pillow propped up against the headboard as she contemplated the conversation she had had with her friend.

She had lied to Chrissy. It was true that for almost her entire life Jessica had never thought of Jake in a sexual way. Sure, there had been that crush, but at fourteen it was puppy love, and she had never considered actually fucking her Uncle Jake. But a discovery seven months ago had shifted her perspective a hundred and eighty degrees. Jessica could remember it like it had happened yesterday, rather than in the early hours of New Year's Day.

**********

Her parents were hosting a New Year's Eve party. Jessica for her part would ring in the new year with a group of her own friends at one of their houses, a guy friend picking her up at ten; she was still around when people began arriving for her parents' gathering. A taxi dropped off Jake and his new flame Melanie. She watched from the top of the staircase as her mom greeted them at the front foyer. After taking their coats, she called out to Jessica to bring them up to one of the spare bedrooms. Reluctantly the girl made her way downstairs.

"Hey Jess," Jake said, smiling warmly.

"Hi Jake," she answered, grinning shyly.

"Hello dear, how are you?" Melanie added, more out of politeness than anything else.

"Hey Mel," Jessica mumbled, sounding none too pleased to see the gorgeous redhead at Jake's side.

After shedding her boots Melanie had slipped on a stylish pair of high heeled sandals, so effortlessly that it barely registered she had done so. Close to six feet tall, she possessed the face of a fashion model, seemingly flawless. Her dark, scarlet tresses were radiant, cascading across sculpted shoulders exposed above a sparkling black cocktail dress clinging to her shapely body. The V neck of the dress did little to hide the woman's magnificent assets, her spectacular bosom a wonder to behold.

Collecting their coats Jessica trudged back upstairs. The girl was truly self assured in her own appearance; she knew she was the ideal combination of sweet and sexy, but in her estimation Melanie was in a whole other league, the only female that Jessica felt inadequate next to. The two had never gotten along. The older woman had endeavored to be friendly at first, understanding how close her husband was to the girl and her parents, but over time she wearied of the charade, seeing Jessica as more of a snotty little brat than the sweetheart that Jake thought she was. The younger girl for her part despised Melanie from the get go, considering her to be a stuck-up bitch. Gorgeous without doubt, but a bitch nonetheless.

Later when she left for her own get together Jessica was feeling out of sorts, somewhat melancholy. She couldn't put her finger on why. The boy taking her was a year older, and they had met back in high school. A few times during the drive she stole glances at him. He was reasonably good looking she thought. They weren't dating and she hadn't been interested in doing so, but Jessica suddenly had the urge to fuck him. At the party she blatantly flirted with him, sharing a rather hot kiss at midnight, then screwing him in his car when he brought her home at 2:00 am. As usual she had been left wanting, the young man cumming way too quickly and not bothering to finish her off. Used to being frustrated she planned on masturbating before falling asleep.

Entering her house it appeared that all the guests had departed. Yawning, Jessica walked quietly into the kitchen, removing a bottle of water from the fridge and taking a long, refreshing draught of the cold liquid. Yawning a second time she suddenly felt sleepy. Returning the half full bottle of water to the refrigerator she made her way to the staircase, planning to head up to her bedroom; a faint noise from the lowest level of her home caught her attention. Moving towards the steps leading down to the TV/Recreation Room she soon realized that what she was hearing were the unmistakable sounds of a couple fornicating.

Jesus Christ mom and dad, you couldn't wait to go to your bedroom to screw, she had thought indignantly, turning to resume her journey to her own room, when a voice froze her in her tracks.

"Yes Jake, fuck me with that fucking cock."

It was Melanie. And Jake. Not her mother and father. What had a moment ago grossed her out had now become completely engrossing. She took a step closer, continuing to listen to the quiet yet clearly discernible goings on.

"Mmmmm, your pussy's fucking tight as hell," Jake grunted gruffly.

The expletive escaping his lips sent a jolt through Jessica, her cunt tingling with the early emanations of growing arousal. She could hear the couple's bodies slapping together, their heavy breathing echoing in her ears; Melanie's high pitched moans and Jake's guttural groans worked in tandem to make her hornier by the second. The dirty talk continued, the young blond captivated.

"Goddam Jake, I love your thick cock."

"Yeah Mel, you love it filling your tight little hole?"

"Ahhhhh fuck yeah...."

"Take my fucking cock deep you gorgeous whore!"

"Oh yes Jake, fuck my cunt hard baby!"

Jessica was flabbergasted, the nasty words rolling from Jake's lips in particular making her head spin. It seemed so completely out of character for the gentle, modest man she had once called uncle. For a moment she considered leaving, but the sound of their flesh pounding in unison kept her in place, her little vagina getting wetter and wetter. Dropping her right hand between her legs, the cute girl slowly caressed herself over the tight jeans she wore. Closing her beautiful blue eyes, she imagined the scene playing out a few scant feet away.

But then it dawned on her: I don't have to imagine it.

Creeping ever so cautiously, the twenty year old tip toed down one step, then another. The room she was nearing was faintly illuminated by two ceiling lights, the stairs leading down blanketed in shadows. Jessica couldn't resist the lure of viewing the illicit act; she didn't dare move closer, and yet she couldn't stop. When the two lovers were finally visible, the girl spying on them was blown away.

Both were completely naked, Melanie's cocktail dress, thong panties, and high heels indiscriminately tossed across the floor. She was bent over the black leather sofa, rocking up and down on her toes. Jake was behind her, methodically cramming his straining member in and out of the redhead's pussy, his powerful buttocks thrusting back and forth, back and forth.

"You beautiful slut, shit I love fucking you," he growled.

"Ohhhhh baby..." Melanie mewled, her hips gyrating as Jake plowed her.

Jessica could feel her juices seeping from her slit, soaking her panties. Deftly unbutton her pants with her right hand while her left massaged her tits over her t-shirt, she slipped her fingers beneath her underwear, two digits strumming her clit. Transfixed by the sight in front of her she slowly masturbated as Jake continued fucking Melanie.

"Holy fucking shit, I wanna cum inside you," he moaned, his pace quickening.

"Fuck baby, not yet, not yet," Melanie cried out softly, desperately.

"Aw fuck bitch..." Jake answered, laughing but slowing down.

The statuesque woman's left hand tightly grasped the back of the sofa, her right disappearing to play with her shiny button. Jake leaned forward, his broad, chiseled chest pressed firmly against Melanie's back, his cock embedded inside her. Jessica saw his right hand reach around to join his girlfriend's, both now partnering to attack her clitoris. His lips nuzzled her slender neck, kissing his way to her earlobe, then whispering something inaudible in her ear, a tiny smile spreading across the woman's face.

What did you tell her? Jessica wondered.

She couldn't help but be jealous, wishing that she was the recipient of Jake's whispered sweet nothings. Her jeans and panties now half way down her legs, the little blond kneaded her blossoming labia, the tender petals sandwiched betwixt her index and middle fingers; she slid one inside, the creamy concoction within swirling around the digit.

Jake had straightened up, his strong hands gripping Melanie's slim waist, his lower body oscilating in and out. The woman's eyes were closed, her head now laying on the back rest of the couch. Jessica could see her massive breasts quaking beautifully as her beau fucked her. Apparently able to defy gravity, they maintained their awe inspiring firmness and shape while dangling from her body.

Jessica's t-shirt was now pulled up and her bra pulled down, the fingers of her left hand alternating from one tit to the other, cupping them, squeezing them, tweaking and twisting her swollen pink nipples. Her boobs were mere grapefruits relative to the other woman's majestic melons, but the younger hottie was quite enamored with them; they sat up proudly on her chest, shapely and soft yet firm as well, as only a twenty year old's could be.

Adding a second finger, she delved the depths of her tight, squelching hole, her thumb brushing her clit. An orgasm was fast approaching, milky ejaculate streaming down her inner thigh. Jessica saw Jake quicken his pace, hammering Melanie's pussy with his impressive tool, and based on the dewy trickle dribbling down the other woman's leg, her body language, and the vulgarities spewing from her mouth, she knew that the redhead was seconds away from cumming herself.

"Jesus Christ Jake, I'm so fucking close, go baby, go!" she exhorted, her fingers loudly slapping her clit.

Grunting wordlessly the forty-five year old stud-muffin complied, screwing her for all he was worth, like a crazed automaton run amok. His hands tore into Melanie's tits, mauling them as his pelvis pounded her ass over and over and over until they both came together at last.

"FUCK JAKE, FFFFFFUUUUUCK!!!"

"UUUUUUHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Jessica clamped her left palm over her lips, stifling a scream that would have surely given her away. The beautiful, perversely erotic tableau of Melanie's and Jake's climaxes had triggered her own, a paroxysm of insane pleasure rippling through her nubile body. Her legs had turned to jelly, much as the ruby haired goddess's had, both women's lower extremities trembling, the two mirroring each other as they pressed their limbs together.

Jake for his part had made a final frantic push forward as his dick exploded, moaning for several moments as his genitals pumped a deluge of spunk inside his lover's womb. The two then slowly collapsed to the carpeted floor, the older man lovingly cradling his thirty-eight year old partner's exhausted body, his lips tenderly kissing her neck, his right hand gently stroking her hip.

Jessica surreptitiously straightened up, having no desire to observe this post coital cuddling. She carefully and quietly pulled up her pants and lowered her shirt, then silently padded back up to the main floor. Arriving at the staircase she took her time climbing the steps, cautiously making her way to her bedroom. Slumping onto her mattress she soon lost consciousness, so overwhelmed by what had transpired that she failed to even undress before falling asleep.

*********

The mental image of the tryst burned into her psyche, Jessica found herself constantly thinking about it, replaying the sordid scene over and over again over the following months. The shock of discovering that her dad's best friend was a goddam fuck machine caused her to change her behavior around him. Initially following the revelation she had difficulty looking him in the eye and would get flustered if he just said hello, but that eventually was replaced by something else: the express desire to experience the carnal delights of her Uncle Jake for herself.

Abandoning her shy ways around him, she had started flirting whenever she got the chance. It wasn't over the top, and could easily be mistaken for friendly banter, but she made a point of hinting ever so subtly at what she desired. And over the last few weeks she had come on even stronger. Jake had been oblivious at first; slowly but surely however she had gotten her message across, his resolve close to crumbling. A vid she sent him, well that had to finally push him over the edge she thought. Sweet little Jessica hoped she would soon enjoy what her Uncle Jake had to offer.

Chapter 1

Jake Wilson ran his hands across his face, rubbing his eyes, then his stubbled chin. Stretching his arms languorously above his head then out to his sides, his left fell flat against the cool silk sheet covering the king sized mattress on which he lay. It felt odd, almost disconcerting to have the entire bed to himself. It was a rare occurrence, especially over the last ten months or so. Turning onto his side he gazed briefly at the empty space beside him, unoccupied for the last twenty-one nights.

Never one to linger too long in bed, Jake pivoted his legs off the side of the mattress, the silk bedsheet flowing from his body. Dropping to the floor he pumped out forty pushups, then continued with light calisthenics for another twenty minutes. This or yoga were a regular feature of his morning routine. His girlfriend had gotten him into the latter, the older man initially skeptical but soon realizing the tangible benefits.

Following the exercise he sauntered into the bathroom, first standing over the toilet, fishing out his cock from the black cotton boxers he wore. In short order a strong stream of golden piss flowed from his bladder, Jake reveling in the release. After a few cursory jiggles his long dick was back inside his underwear. Moving to the basin he washed his hands, the scented hand soap reminding him of Melanie.

Peering into the mirror, for a moment Jake fancied that his reflection stared back at him accusingly, as if his subconscious knew something he didn't. He blinked and the expression changed, a sardonic smirk now on his face. Reaching into a drawer he withdrew a razor and shave gel. Splashing his face with hot water he lathered up, then quickly shaved. Next he brushed his teeth and flossed, concluding with a thorough rinse of minty mouthwash.

Before entering the walk-in shower he reached for the faucet. Preferring quick showers he would usually keep the water cool, a bracing blast of cold liquid pelting against his skin helped motivate him to that end. This morning however he had set the temperature to hot. Lowering his boxers he stepped out of them, kicking them aside, then slipped his muscular, nude form into the steaming enclave, closing the glass door behind him.

At first the heat of the water caught him off guard, being so accustomed to the opposite, but he quickly adapted to the change, the cascading spray soothing and sensual. For several seconds he let it inundate his face, his eyes closed, his mind drifting. Jake hadn't had sex now for the longest stretch he could remember, three weeks that felt like an eternity.

On the surface one would never guess the extent of the unassuming man's promiscuity. Though attractive, his looks alone wouldn't lead one to surmise his secret. Kind and modest, at times even striking some as shy, he certainly didn't come across as any kind of Don Juan. Nevertheless, he had a quiet charm and confidence that was often irresistible. An erotic enigma, once he got a woman into the sack it was game over, the humble man morphing into a sexual titan. Over the course of his lifetime he had honed his skills to the extent that the females he bedded were always left completely satisfied and craving more.

Soaping his body his mind again drifted to Melanie, or Mel as most people called her. Jake could vividly recall when they first met, late September of the previous year. A mutual friend had set them up on a blind date, cryptically commenting that they were well suited to each other. He had been immediately smitten, dazzled by her long, crimson hair, incredible brown eyes, rounded cheekbones, luscious, sensuous lips, and a body to die for. They also shared many common interests, and her easy going and effervescent nature added to her attractiveness.

Their first encounter was relatively mundane, the couple meeting for a coffee, the second equally tame, simply dinner and drinks, but the third was an eye opener. It was Melanie who actually made the initial foray, giving Jake a hand job in the car on their way to the cinema. When he was hard again a few minutes later they forgot about going to the movies, instead finding a secluded spot, the redheaded tramp riding him for almost an hour on the way to what turned out to be a life altering orgasm.

Realizing that the matchmaking pal was right they soon moved in together. There was only one potential problem in their relationship: Jake's seemingly insatiable need to experience as wide an array of pussy as possible. Prior to meeting Melanie he had never dated a single woman exclusively for more than a few weeks, and would regularly be seeing two or three simultaneously. Some didn't mind that arrangement but most did, the result being that over the span of twenty-six years his body count was several hundred.

Surprisingly though, Melanie had been the antidote to his previously untethered appetites. It didn't bother her that he had been such a dog; she herself was no chaste little angel, having experienced her fair share of decadent dalliances. Not to the same level as Jake, but enough that she understood him. She had half jokingly said that she didn't mind if he slept with other women as long as she was included. As of yet they hadn't indulged that fantasy, but it remained on their bucket list.

The frequency and intensity of intercourse with her was off the charts. No sex position was out of bounds, and they had dabbled in seemingly all of them. A connoisseur at giving head, she loved it as much as Jake loved eating pussy, which was considerable. She was into gentle sex, rough sex, mutual masturbation, using toys, watching porn; the fact of the matter was she was the kinkiest slut Jake ever knew. The crimson coifed sexpot also enjoyed anal, one of maybe a handful of women he had met who truly did.

I wish you were here Mel, he thought wistfully, taking his time in the shower.

A smile briefly appeared on his lips as he recalled the last time he'd been intimate with her three weeks ago. The hot water pelting against his skin, Jake started masturbating thinking about it, slowly massaging his suds covered erection. Jerking his dick faster he was getting closer to cumming, three weeks of repressed urges possessing him. In his mind's eye he pictured his girlfriend blowing him, recalling what had occurred the fateful day before she left to visit her parents.

**********

Jake's close friends Dave and Angie Watson had requested a favor: keeping an eye on their house while they travelled through Europe, and keeping an eye on their twenty year old daughter Jessica. It wouldn't be a problem for Jake as his days were extremely flexible, the forty-five year old for all intents and purposes semi-retired. Independently wealthy, thanks to a successful career in finance and some very good investments, he was comfortable enough financially that he could enjoy his life without having to worry about money. Having abandoned the soul sucking grind of the business world he instead indulged his other passions: writing, videography, fitness, and travel. He had become a part time travel blogger, a fact that still boggled his mind, and he had even published a couple of modest guidebooks.

Jake had chuckled to himself when his friends had initially made the request, understanding their dilemma. Having heard about the wild party the young woman had thrown back in June, he was only too happy to agree to help with the upkeep of their home and to also make sure Jessica didn't get into any real trouble. Melanie wasn't as keen. She didn't mind helping with the house, but Jessica was another matter, there being no love lost between the two. However fortune had smiled on the lovely lady, her parents out of the blue inviting her to stay with them in Costa Rica for several weeks. A man of his word, Jake wouldn't accompany her, instead keeping his promise to his friends.

"I can't believe you've got to babysit that little brat for a month," she had said, her voice dripping with contempt.

"Aw c'mon Mel, she's just a kid," Jake replied.

"Just a kid? That little slut isn't a kid anymore."

"Whoa baby, that's a little harsh isn't it?"

"Huh," Melanie retorted. "You may still think she's some wholesome little girl you used to shoot baskets with and take for ice cream, but she's grown up, and changed quite a bit too. The way she dresses and flirts around you..."

"Wow Mel, if I didn't know any better I'd say you're jealous," he said, grinning.

His beautiful lover smirked. "Jealous? Nah, I'm not jealous. But let's be honest, if I wasn't around and Dave wasn't your best friend, we both know you'd have screwed her by now."

"What the fuck Mel?"

Jake was pissed off. He had to acknowledge that his sexually compulsive nature was usually all consuming. For almost the entirety of his adult life he had enjoyed the company of women, appreciating all of the beauty and diversity they had to offer, quenching his predilections to his heart's content. He possessed a uniquely strong libido, and was blessed with phenomenal stamina and recuperative powers. The man had also been fortuitously endowed with a package that delighted members of the opposite sex.

But the idea of fucking a girl who was his best friend's daughter, a girl who was almost like a daughter to him, had never entered his mind. Sure, he couldn't deny that Jessica was a beautiful young woman and did tend to dress provocatively. He had noticed flirtatious behavior from time to time, especially from about Christmas on. He had chalked that up to a pretty girl acting... well, like a pretty girl. If anything, prior to that she had seemed almost shy around him. Regardless, in his mind Jessica was still a child, one he felt quite protective of.

Staring at Jake, Melanie realized she'd gone too far. Seeing the flash of anger in his eyes tinged with sadness, the woman regretted her crude words, even if she still believed them to be true. Softening her tone she smiled penitently, her right hand touching his left arm, her brown eyes gazing into his.

"Baby, I'm sorry, that was out of line."

"It's fine Mel, I know she bugs you," Jake said, the sting of her accusation lingering.

"Mmmm yeah, but it still wasn't right."

"Okay Mel."

"Oh baby, can you forgive your girl?" she said, exaggeratedly pouting.

Her fingers began caressing his bicep, the nails dragging along the skin below the sleeve of his t-shirt. Her left hand gently cupped the side of his head, a forlorn look remaining on her face, but her chestnut brown eyes sparkled brightly. Her lips moved towards his, tenderly kissing the corner of his mouth. Jake was still a bit annoyed, but his resolve was rapidly melting. She always had that effect on him.

"Hmmm.."

"Please baby, don't stay mad at me."

Melanie kissed him again, her lush, red lips lingering longer next to Jake's. Darting out briefly, her tongue grazed across his lower lip, tasting him. Her right hand slid down his arm to his left hand, fingers lightly brushing his, then holding them. At the same time, the index finger of her left hand affectionately explored his right ear, the seductive tickle of her touch dissipating his anger.

"I don't know Mel," Jake answered, pretending to still be upset.

The auburn haired seductress moved closer into his body. Her stunning breasts, hidden beneath a blouse, pressed into his powerful chest. The finger that had been teasing his ear slowly descended along the skin of his neck, reaching his collarbone, whilst her other hand playfully squeezed his. A pair of juicy lips were now inches from his left ear, Melanie's hot breath causing Jake's flesh to sizzle with anticipation.

"Oh please baby, let me make it up to you," she whispered.

Jake was now erect, Melanie easily feeling his eight inches surging beneath his slacks, her lower body grinding into his. Releasing his hand, she moved hers to his groin, rubbing his prick over his khakis, her tongue licking his earlobe, then lightly probing just inside. His manhood throbbing, Jake could feel pre-cum already oozing from within.

"You really want to make it up to me bitch?" he growled, lust superseding his normally gentle demeanor.

"Mmmm yeah baby," Melanie cooed.

"Then suck my cock slut."

"Oh fuck yes..."

Melanie was a perfect match for her sex obsessed boyfriend. Kinky as fuck, she reveled in Jake's dirty talk; the viler the words, the hotter she got. She was a freak like him: a deliciously depraved dynamo, seemingly always needing to fuck, and open to everything. And she absolutely adored giving head.

Crouching on her haunches she quickly loosened his belt buckle, snapped open the button of his trousers, then unzipped his fly. Pulling his pants then his boxers down to his ankles her man's erection sprang free, bobbing in front of her. Licking her lips, she grasped his tool in the slender fingers of her right hand. A plentiful portion of pre-ejaculate had pooled at the tip, Melanie's long tongue dabbing at it, tasting him, then swirling over the bulging head, mingling her saliva with his fluid.

Jake's strong hands gripped the back of her head, his fingers gently but firmly keeping her in place. He loved the look and feel of her long, lustrous hair, how it shimmered beautifully when the light hit it just right, how soft it was. But right now more than anything else, the horny man loved the sensation of her red lips wrapped around his thick cock, her remarkable tongue lavishly painting his seething organ.

"You fucking whore, I love you..." he groaned.

A hushed murmur of delight came from her, the wanton woman fully engaged in the task at hand. It always thrilled Melanie when Jake confessed his love while also defiling her. She was a whore, but she was his whore. Engulfing him, her head moved up and down, her tongue cradling the underside of his stiff pole.

"Oh Mel, fuck...."

Jake was unconsciously thrusting his hips back and forth, his need to cum building ever so slowly. His gorgeous girl could suck cock with the best of them, and they both knew it. Dropping her mouth to his testicles she sucked them between her lips, bathing his smooth balls in her slobber. Pausing for a moment she moved her mouth back to his penis; spitting violently onto it, then enveloping it in her fingers she jerked him off, her tongue lashing of his lower genitals re-commencing. Close to succumbing to her oral onslaught Jake was beside himself.

"Take my cock down your fucking throat baby."

Melanie enthusiastically complied, her lips once again encircling his glans. Deep throating his ample package was always a challenge, but one she was up for. Gradually swallowing more and more of him she fought off her gag reflex, eventually taking most of him inside her loving gullet. Her nose mere centimeters from the small tuft of pubic hair he maintained, she inhaled his musky essence, the aroma delighting her senses.

A moment later she withdrew her mouth part way, then lowered it, repeating the depraved action several more times, her jaws growing weary. Jake was elated, but wanted more. His fingers tightening their hold on Melanie's skull he forced her head down his slick shaft, his beautiful girlfriend almost choking. Finally he bottomed out, her nose now lodged into the base of his dick, her tongue nudging his scrotum.

A few seconds later he released her, the enchanting cocksucker quickly pulling her head off of him. Tears trickling down her pretty face she sputtered and gasped for breath, but she was anything but discouraged. The sultry slut could feel her cunt on fire, her juices inundating her panties. She would keep going down on him till he came, then she would make him return the favor.

"Holy fucking shit," she moaned, spit gurgling from her gaping hole.

Preparing to finish off her desperate lover, Melanie was interrupted momentarily by her phone going off, the ring tone signaling it was her father.

"Fuck, let it go to voice mail," Jake hissed frantically, painfully close to ejaculating.

Vigorously nodding in agreement Melanie resumed the blow job, fervently sucking Jake, when seconds later her dad called again.

"Shit, I better get that," she said regretfully, leaving the room.

"Jesus Christ..." Jake sighed, slumping onto the nearby sofa, absently stroking himself.

"So what was that all about?" he asked when she returned.

"Oh, you know my dad, he had to check for the umpteenth time my fight number and what time I'll be arriving."

Jake shook his head laughing, "Oh good old George, always looking out for his little girl."

Melanie sidled back to her boyfriend, peeling her shirt over her head and removing her bra, her fabulous rack making Jake's heart soar and his balls churn. Shaking her hair out, the flaming locks tumbled over her shoulders and down her back; descending to her knees, she took his long cock in her graceful fingers.

"Now, where were we?" she said, a sly grin on her face.

**********

His right hand clutching his slippery, thick erection, the aroused debauchee was on the brink of an orgasm. Remembering Melanie's scintillating blow job had gotten his motor going, but as Jake's hand whipped across his member, a new image had invaded his consciousness, a video he had been sent. For days he had battled against recalling the naughty scene, tempted on more than one occasion to jack off to it but resisting each time, until now. His cock was about to explode visualizing the blond whore: bent over, her naked ass beckoned, a perfectly manicured finger sliding between her pussy lips then slipping inside. As a rope of cum jettisoned from his penis he groaned loudly, the white goo splattering against the shower wall. Two more powerful spurts followed, then more oozed from his urethra, the defeated man filled with shame and relief, Jessica Watson's devilish smile in his mind's eye.

Chapter 2

The orgasm seemed to temporarily sate his hunger, the image of the girl for the moment banished from his mind. He soaped himself again, speedily cleaning away the evidence of his sin from his body, and rinsing it from the shower stall tiles. Turning off the water he exited, drying himself off, then ran a brush through his hair.

Jake grabbed a pair of blue cotton boxers from his dresser, hauling them on, then doing the same with a pair of grey golf shorts. From the walk-in closet he selected a blue t-shirt, pulling it over his head. Still barefoot he made his bed, then ambled into the kitchen, preparing a single serving of java from the multi-purpose coffee maker he and Melanie swore by. Taking the steaming beverage out to the patio he drank in silence, the early morning air not yet stifling.

A bird sang in a nearby tree, the melodic warbling adding a sense of calm to Jake's surroundings. Taking a sip of his coffee he closed his eyes, attempting to empty his mind. The cheerful chirping of his feathered friend became a welcome focal point, the middle-aged man suddenly and oddly feeling all of his forty-five years. He had left his phone in the condo, determined to get at least a few fleeting moments of peace. However try as he might, he couldn't control where his thoughts eventually led him, replaying the events from the previous few weeks.

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The day Melanie had left was the day Jake paid his first visit to Dave and Angie's place. Jessica's parents had left two days earlier and he figured it was high time he checked in on the girl. After bidding farewell to his girlfriend at the airport he drove over to his friends' house. Turning into the driveway, he parked beside a blue Volkswagen Beetle. It belonged to Jessica, an eighteenth birthday slash graduation gift from her parents.

Walking up a stone paved path to the front door, he noted that the flower beds in the yard looked a tad wilted. Wondering if Jessica could keep up with the required chores on her own, he did see that the front lawn had been very recently cut. Sure enough, he could hear the sound of the mower still at work coming from the back yard.

I guess she's making out okay after all, he thought.

The front door unlocked, Jake entered without having to use the spare key Dave and Angie had left him. He shook his head, bemused at Jessica's insouciance towards home security. He would have announced his presence, mindful of the girl's privacy, but as she was busy in the backyard he didn't bother. Strolling through the large, stylishly decorated house to the kitchen, he fetched himself a bottle of water from the fridge. Slowly drinking the cool beverage he peered out a large bay window, spotting Jessica hard at work.

Pushing the mower in front of her, the young girl's tanned legs extended from a pair of rather tight and tiny jean shorts. A yellow bikini top covered a portion of her torso, her little breasts jiggling as she did her job, perspiration dotting her golden skin. She sported a baseball cap, a long blond ponytail poking out from the back. Jake took all of it in, oblivious to Jessica's obvious sex appeal.

Placing his water on the countertop he walked over to the sliding glass doors leading out to the backyard. A sparkling pool was the centerpiece, one of the largest Jake had seen. A spectacular patio, bedecked with the finest outdoor furniture and a magnificent six burner barbecue added to the allure. Off to the side was a lovely gazebo, and near the rear of the property was the infamous shed. Jake chuckled to himself, remembering the disgust in Angie's voice when she told him about the sordid discovery earlier in the summer. A tall, brick wall surrounded the yard on three sides, providing some seclusion from the adjacent houses.

Jessica was mowing a stretch of grass close to the patio. Looking up she spotted him immediately, a wide smile suddenly greeting him. Waving then shutting off the mower, she proceeded to discard the work gloves she was wearing, placing them atop the machine. Bounding towards him, the slapping sound of her sneaker covered feet echoed against the deck tiles.

"Jake, I'm so happy to see you!" she beamed, rising on her toes to give him a big hug.

"Ugh Jess, you're all sweaty," he said laughing, looking down into her pretty, blue eyes.

"Oh my god, I'm sorry," she replied.

"It's fine Jess, I'm just teasing."

"Oh you, stop it!"

Grinning, she ran her hand down his arm, her fingers lingering at his wrist for a moment. Jake quickly inspected the grounds, admiring her handiwork. The pool looked to be in great shape, the water shimmering in the afternoon sun. The girl had almost completed her current task, and it looked good. The plants still needed a little watering, the garden a bit of weeding, but other than that things appeared to be well taken care of.

"Listen Jess, how about I work on the gardens out front, and you finish up back here?"

"Oh Jake thank you, that'd be awesome!" she gushed, touching his arm again. "It's so nice having a big, strong man to help me."

"Jess, you crack me up," he answered, laughing briefly.

That had been the first day. He popped over several times over the next two weeks, ostensibly to see how she was or to help out with some household chores. Jessica was always quite pleased to see him, and let him know it. It didn't register with Jake, the young girl still innocent in his eyes. The first Monday of the third week however ushered in a dramatic turn of events.

Jessica had taken a summer job at the golf course where he played from time to time. On this day the blond pixie was working one of the beverage carts. His young charge was a popular employee. Beguilingly cute, her blue eyes, adorable little button nose framed by a few freckles, and her lush little mouth made for an enticing package, not to mention her tiny, sexy body.

And to top things off, the uniform the course made the girls wear just added to their attractiveness, especially in Jessica's case. The golf shirts were black and snug fitting, most of the young ladies choosing to leave at least a button or two undone. The other part of their apparel consisted of a relatively short, black skirt, the garment showing off the girls' legs, Jessica's lovely tanned limbs in particular looking quite fetching.

Jake was with his regular foursome, the buddies playing about once or twice a week. They were on the fourth hole, about to tee off. A beverage cart slowly trundled towards them, having finished serving the group ahead. The girl driving the cart was unmistakably Jessica, a beautiful blond braid dangling behind her. Approaching the group they waved to her and she waved back, her smile as captivating as ever. Stopping beside the tee deck, the golfers sauntered over to her, three of them greatly enjoying the view. The short skirt she sported rode up her sexy, bronzed thighs. Having loosened a couple of buttons on her golf shirt, a section of her modest cleavage was exposed, glistening with perspiration.

"Hi boys, what can I get you?" her voice chimed out cheerfully.

"Hi Jess, you're looking hot today," one of his buddies said.

"Yeah no kidding, it's like ninety out. And wearing black doesn't help."

"Hmmm, I didn't mean that kind of hot. And on the contrary, those black uniforms help a lot," the man replied, his meaning clear.

Jake didn't cotton much to his friend Peter's comment, the man's mildly lecherous tone not to his taste. Scoffing quietly he glanced disapprovingly at him, a frown on Jake's face. Jessica on the other hand didn't seem to mind at all, shamelessly teasing in return.

"Oh my god Pete, you're bad," she purred, grinning slyly. "But I'm so glad you approve."

All of the cart girls tended to be quite chummy to one degree or another with the patrons. It was good for tips of course, and in general Jake didn't mind playing along. But in his opinion this was over the top. Jessica climbed down from the cart, standing before the men, one hand on her hip.

"So boys, what do the rest of you think?"

Performing a sexy little twirl the breeze gusted slightly, her skirt billowing upward, exposing her tanned legs further. She giggled, pushing her skirt back down, an expression of mock embarrassment on her pretty visage.

"Oops," she squeaked playfully, peering into Jake's eyes in particular.

The little production had the desired effect. In addition to a bevy of compliments she received, the guys tipped generously. Jake for his part was disturbed by the display, and for more than one reason. She was obviously aware of the effect she had on men and was willing to use it to her advantage. But what was more worrisome was the way she had looked at him. He had seen that look in a woman's eyes too many times to remember, a look that without doubt conveyed an explicit message.

After purchasing their assorted alcoholic beverages the men continued their round, the beautiful cart girl departing to find another group of horny golfers to sell drinks to. Jake's game went in the toilet, his mind perturbed by what had transpired. On the one hand Jessica was still Dave and Angie's daughter, a girl he had literally babysat when she was a child; but she was also a grown woman, and if he was honest with himself, evidently at least a little bit slutty. He had a hard time reconciling the two thoughts.

Later they met her again on the tenth hole, the blond beauty stopping to provide the requisite refreshments. The men flirted with her once more, Jake conspicuously not joining them. Jessica reciprocated, her seductive charm at full force. It dawned on him that he had never seen her act like this on the course before. She had always been friendly to the golfers, and perhaps a little more, but today was on another level.

He flashed back to the glance she had exchanged with him on the fourth tee box. The hunger in her blue eyes was telling. This was not just to get bigger tips. She was putting this show on for him as well, signaling her desire. Things only got worse during the second stop. Jessica had loosened a third button on her shirt, a fraction more of her chest exposed. Jake noticed, and was ashamed that he did. And then it got really interesting.

"Jake, are you having anything?" she asked.

Lost in thought he didn't respond at first.

"Jake?"

"Uh... yeah just a bottle of water, please."

"Hmmm, not a lot of water left, but I think I've got a few cold ones at the bottom."

She had to dig further down into the storage compartment to find the last few cold bottles. Rising onto her tip toes she leaned over, her skirt climbing up, gifting him with a view of her round, firm ass covered in a pair of tiny, provocative shorts. Jake's eyes were drawn to the sight, and another first occurred: he ogled her butt, marveling at its perfection. Looking over her shoulder she saw where he was looking, her heart suddenly on fire.

"It's a nice view, isn't it?"

"Uh... what? Oh fuck," he stammered, mortified that she had caught him.

"It's okay Jake, I'm flattered."

"Jesus, I'm sorry Jess."

"I'm not," she whispered, winking.

The rest of the afternoon was a nightmare for him. Jake had never considered Jessica in a sexual way until today, had never ever even remotely checked her out like he had when he stared lewdly at her ass. Not remaining for a post round drink like he usually would, the flustered man raced home, trying in vain to get the image of the diminutive blond's tasty booty out of his mind.

Entering his condo he dropped his phone onto the coffee table and mixed himself a cocktail, rapidly downing it, then poured himself a second, trying to calm his nerves. Guilt was consuming him, knowing that he hadn't just leered at her butt; he had also been aroused, his cock twitching when he had observed it, blood flowing into it even now as he recalled the hot scene, and also Jessica's facial expression and whispered words. After finishing his drink Jake relaxed somewhat, assessing the situation in a clearer, balanced manner.

He had been unprepared for what had happened. It wasn't unusual for him to be aroused by a sexy, younger woman; in fact quite the opposite was true. And he often had women hitting on him. Jake was exclusively dating Melanie, but there had been occasions where he had been confronted by temptation. The only difference now was the girl who was tempting him.

Jake had never thought Jessica was off limits, because he had never thought of her at all in that way. But things were different now. He knew that if he wanted her he could have her, and a part of him did want her, god help him. Watching her act like a little tart at the golf course, seeing her tight little ass in those clinging black shorts, remembering how her eyes seemed to burn into his soul had triggered his natural, primal urges.

Jake prepared another drink, this one not as strong as the first two. Sitting on the sofa he stretched out his legs, nursing the beverage. Eyes closed, he allowed other images of Jessica to seep into his consciousness. He realized that every time he had visited her during the last two weeks she always seemed to be scantily dressed. Just a few days ago he had come by in the morning to help fix a leaky faucet, the young girl greeting him in nothing more than a baby blue night dress.

Revisiting the scene in his mind he now viewed it in a different light. The nightie was of a shiny, silky material that clung to her body, barely covering her bottom. If his recollection served him correctly, her pert bosom was partially visible, the V-neck lingerie held in place by two spaghetti thin strands of material. In hindsight he could swear that her nipples were rigid, jutting into the thin garment covering them.

She had cooked breakfast for him when he had finished the repair job, prancing around the kitchen in her bare feet, bending over on occasion; no doubt this had been a show as well, advertising the goods as it were. Thinking back on it, he remembered Jessica leaning over as she placed a plate of bacon and eggs in front of him, her cheek inches from his, her perfumed scent filling his nostrils. At the time he had been immune to her tantalizing little display, too much the loyal guardian to even notice. How things had changed so quickly he realized, Jake now spontaneously caressing his genitals as he reminisced.

What the fuck am I doing? he thought, moving his right hand away.

Blinking and shaking his head Jake stood up, heading to the washroom. After relieving himself he stripped then got in the shower, an invigorating burst of cool water pushing his previous lurid musings aside. He wasn't in there for long, just enough to cleanse himself, both body and soul. After his shower he crashed onto his bed, quickly dozing off. A while later a call from Melanie woke him from his slumber, Jake returning to the living room to answer his phone.

"Hey babe, whatcha up to?" she inquired happily.

"Uhhh, I was just napping," he answered sheepishly, his brain still a touch foggy.

"Napping? It's like 7:00 pm there, isn't it?"

"Yeah, I guess it is," he answered, glancing at his watch.

"Oh baby, you're not turning into an old man on me, are you?"

"Ah hell no Jes... just tired from a long, hot day at the golf course."

Holy shit, I almost called her Jess! He thought, mildly panicking. What the fuck is wrong with me?

"Oh my god Jake, golf?" Melanie replied, unaware of his slight slip up.

He didn't respond, still fixated on his previous near faux pas. As if eerily reading his mind, Melanie's next words had to do with the younger girl, her question catching Jake by complete surprise.

"So, how is our little blond friend making out?"

Jesus, why is she asking about her?

For a few seconds rational thought vanished from Jake's brain, replaced by a vague sense of foreboding. Suddenly mute, his mind turned to mush, the man's silence deafening.

"Uh, Jake? You there?"

"Uh... yeah, still just half asleep Mel," he said, recovering from his brief stupor.

"So?"

"So?"

"So is Jessica treating her Uncle Jake nicely?"

Oh my god Mel! Stop asking me about Jess, he pleaded to himself, not wanting to touch this topic with a ten foot pole.

"Ah you know, Jess is Jess," he answered equivocally.

"Oh I know," Melanie replied sarcastically. "So, have you been over there much?"

Jesus Christ, stop already!

"Um... a bit, just to help out with some chores."

"Yeah, I can imagine. You over there slaving away, while that little bitch sits by the pool sunning herself in a bikini."

Without warning an image of a swimsuit clad Jessica popped into Jake's mind. Over the past couple of weeks he had been treated to several different versions of this: the blond tart in a bikini bra and shorts; a t-shirt paired with a bikini bottom; a yellow bandeau covering her perky breasts, a matching thong covering her below the waist. This iteration was the one currently occupying his memory. Shaking his head he attempted to refocus on a different topic.

"Nah, she's been pretty good actually," he answered. "So how's Costa Rica?"

For thirty-five of the next forty minutes the two conversed pleasantly on a number of subjects: Costa Rica, Melanie's parents, the weather, et cetera. Jake enjoyed hearing his girlfriend's voice, her effervescence never ceasing to charm him. He really did miss her. It also got his mind off of Jessica, a welcome reprieve. That is until a text message from the young blond momentarily distracted him.

"Fuck..." he mumbled upon seeing the notification.

"What?" Melanie asked.

"Ah nothing Mel, just some spam popping up in my messages."

"Oh I hate that."

They talked for a few more minutes, two more texts from Jessica annoying Jake to no end. After he and Melanie exchanged goodbyes he opened up his message app. There were three from the girl, each containing an attachment. He read the first, then opened the file.

Hey Jake thought you might like this, seeing where your eyes were earlier

She had sent him a selfie. It was a side view, the blond bent over, her little black skirt pulled up to expose those tiny shorts covering her butt, one hand squeezing a cheek. Her head was tilted towards the full length mirror of her bedroom, a seductive smile on her lips, her right eye winking.

Jake took a deep breath, eyeing the salacious shot. He was on the verge of deleting it, but hesitated, his lecherous inner demons holding sway. It was hot, he had to admit. If it was anyone else he probably wouldn't have hesitated to keep it for at least a little while, but he knew he should really trash it.

"Oh what the hell," he said quietly to himself, sliding his thumb away from the delete button. Moving on to the next message he read her brief statement.

Or maybe this one

Downloading the file then opening it he was titillated more than he expected. It had obviously required a bit more effort on her part, no simple mirror selfie. The view this time was from behind. Her skirt was pulled up again, and she was bent over, her sexy little tush propped up. She had a hand on both cheeks, separating them a tad, but what really blew Jake's mind was the clear peek at her pussy mound, hidden beneath the black shorts but distinctive nonetheless.

"Jesus..." he said to himself.

His dick getting hard, Jake attempted to avoid temptation, closing his phone. Tossing it on the sofa he withdrew to the kitchen, grabbing a cold beer from the refrigerator. Walking outside to the patio he sat down, taking a swig of the frosty beverage, the early evening air still thick with the heat from the day.

Rubbing his eyes with his left hand, his palm then drifted across his left cheek, finally moving to the back of his head. Massaging his neck, the fingers of Jake's right hand reached down for the bottle of beer where he had placed it on the deck. Bringing it to his mouth he gulped about half the bottle, his body feeling like it was burning up. Things were getting out of hand, he knew it.

He wondered what the third photo would be. Not wanting to, he couldn't help thinking about it, his mind pondering the possibilities. The first one had been racy enough, the second one even more so. Who knew what the next one would show. Jake fought the urge to look at it, finishing off his lager, then remaining in his chair, darkness enveloping him. Opening those first photos had been a mistake, given his true nature. If he had deleted all of them sight unseen, the gnawing itch that was now overwhelming him would be absent. But he had seen them, the images emblazoned in his imagination.

Opening the sliding door he stepped back into his house, the cool, air conditioned interior in stark contrast to the stifling outdoors. Striding to the couch he leaned forward to retrieve his phone. For a moment he considered again just removing all the pics, getting rid of them once and for all. It would have been the simplest thing to do. The right thing to do. Instead he read the message.

Here's another

Clicking on it, the file downloaded then opened. The image was similar to the one before, Jessica's sumptuous, shorts encased ass filling the screen, the bulge of her sex visible again, with one glaring difference. This time only one hand clutched her ass, the index finger of the other resting between her labia, a long, cherry red fingernail standing in lovely relief against the black polyester of her shorts.

Jake sat down, taking in every square centimeter of the photo. Pinching the screen he enlarged it, the photographer in him impressed with the sharpness of the focus, the ridge denoting the outline of her cunt lips clear as a bell, as was the red tipped appendage betwixt them. Zooming out again he repeatedly scrolled through all three photos, casually fondling his crotch as he did so. Without warning another beep sounded on his phone, another text from his blond tormentor.

So, did u like them?

The man glanced at the message, contemplating how to respond. Should he lie, tell her how disgusted he was, how inappropriate the images were? He did believe the latter was true, but disgusted? Quite to the contrary, he considered them beautiful. But if he told her that, god only knew what it would lead to. So he didn't respond at all, simply continuing to stare at the screen until another text appeared.

I have one more. It's a vid. I really went all out on this one hehe. Do you want it?

Jake was on the brink of a life altering decision. Depending on his reply he could either nip this little misadventure in the bud, or set it on a course towards a maelstrom of unknowable consequences. He was about to answer, when Jessica sent another one word message, her patience being tested.

Yes?

Yes he replied

Chapter 3

On Wednesday of that week both Jessica and her friend Chrissy had the day off. The blond had welcomed the brunette to enjoy an afternoon of sunshine and swimming. The girls both wore bikinis: Jessica's a shiny teal number, Chrissy's a deep purple. Reclining comfortably on adjacent lounge chairs they basked beneath the scorching sun, their youthful, golden brown skin aglow. The sky above was a clear blue canvas, making for a perfect setting for soaking in the rays.

Chrissy's long right leg dangled lazily over the side of her chair, her left propped up. She was five nine, seven inches taller than her gal pal. Reaching for one of two frosty margaritas resting on a small table between them, she brought the drink to her lips, taking a long sip. Sighing happily, the lanky brunette's head swiveled to face her friend. Her eyes hidden behind a pair of mirrored sunglasses, she paused for a brief moment, gazing at the lovely blond.

"Mmmm, this is the life Jess."

"Yeah," Jessica replied softly.

She had been friends with Chrissy since ninth grade. At one time very close, the two had recently drifted apart a bit. They attended different colleges, their work schedules didn't really mesh, and their interests had started to deviate to a degree. The blond girl considered her tall friend a bit of a flake, never taking anything seriously.

Chrissy on the other hand was somewhat in awe of her buddy. Even though she was quite attractive herself, she knew there was a quality to Jessica that was irresistible to men, and truth be told not only men. Whether it was those baby blue eyes, her freckles, the adorable way she wore her hair, or that five foot two inch toned, tanned, heavenly little body, she was undeniably appetizing.

Jessica's arm extended outward, her delicate fingers wrapping around the stem of the other glass. She brought the chilled beverage to her glossy pink lips, downing a third before placing the drink on the pool deck beneath her chair. Lying back she tilted her chin slightly upwards, her hands palms up at her sides, golden brown legs partially spread and extended in front of her, a pretty French braid draped over her left shoulder.

"So, when do your parents get back?"

"Ummm, nine or ten days I think."

"Nice."

"Yeah it is," Jessica murmured softly.

"Has Jake been around much?"

Jessica's thoughts focused on the older man. She had done everything in her power to lure him in: wearing skimpy outfits; flirting shamelessly, or at least she thought; light touches on his arms, hands, cheek; lingering hugs. Nothing had seemed to sway him, the girl actually impressed by his steadfast devotion to his duty, her tender feelings for him ironically even stronger as a result. She had almost been ready to throw in the towel, until she saw the look of lust in his eyes that day he ogled her. Thinking it was game on, the randy girl had sent those pics and the vid, hoping they would seal the deal.

After sending him that final message two days previously she didn't hear back from him. She knew he had watched the short video, he had requested it after all. The next day it dawned on her that she had put him in an awkward position. Given their relationship, his closeness to her parents, and the fact that he had a girlfriend, it would be difficult for him take the taboo last step she longed for. Perhaps sending those files had been an over reach. An aficionado of Greek mythology she likened herself to Icarus, thinking in her exuberance she had indeed flown too close to the sun.

"Uh hello, Earth to Jessica. Are you there?" the brunette joked, her friend having been lost in thought.

"Huh? Oh um... yeah I just drifted off for a second, sorry."

"Well, how about it, have you seen Uncle Jake much?"

Chrissy was often eager to discuss the Watsons' family friend, the brunette long ago having started lusting after the older man. She had heard a few stories about him from some women he had dated in town, enough to peak her curiosity.

"Yeah now and then," Jessica replied nonchalantly, not wanting to give any hint to her friend what was afoot.

"Hmm, maybe I should start hanging out here more often. Do you think Uncle Jake would be into me?"

Jessica hesitated for a moment, surprised by the question. When she did answer she protested far more vociferously than she would have preferred, wanting to keep her cards close to the vest so to speak.

"You're crazy! He's more than twice your age."

"Yeah, and so what if he is?"

"He's like my parents' best friend Chrissy!"

"Again, so what? They're not my parents."

"Well, he's got a girlfriend."

"Hmmm, yeah that could be a bit of a sticking point. But still..."

"Chrissy, just let it go, okay?" Jessica retorted, sounding quite irked by the conversation.

"Okay Jess, sure."

The brunette, befuddled by her friend's mood change, nevertheless did stop. She liked Jessica and wanted to keep things amicable between them. The fact of the matter was they didn't spend nearly as much time together as they used to, and Chrissy missed the camaraderie. Trying to smooth things over she reached into the canvas tote bag she brought with her, eventually extracting a decent sized spliff and a lighter.

"For old time's sake?" she said, grinning sheepishly.

"Oh my god, you're incorrigible," Jessica replied laughing, taking a drag from the joint when Chrissy passed it to her.

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After her friend departed Jessica was left feeling a touch of consternation, suddenly worried that the girl might get her hooks into Jake instead of her. The blond normally didn't see her dark haired friend as a threat. She was positive enough in her own ability to woo a man, and she didn't think Chrissy was his type, despite her obvious assets.

Oh my god, of course she's his type. She's young, hot, and a slut.

Jessica was in her bedroom. Peeling off her bikini she stood in front of her mirror. Perusing her nubile body, she was thrilled with the juicy, hot little package staring back at her. Running her hands over her rippling abdomen, her right hand drifted towards her vagina, bald save for a small, straw colored landing-strip she maintained just above it.

How could Jake not have made a move yet?

Thinking about him, her index finger gently circled around her clitoris. She had fantasized for months, envious of Melanie, and now she had to be concerned about Chrissy? So close to finally having him she couldn't just stand idly by doing nothing. Picking up her phone Jessica sent him another message. Inviting him over for dinner, she waited impatiently for his answer, Jake seeming to take forever to respond. An hour later he texted her back, his message succinct and disappointing.

Jess this whole thing was a mistake. I'm sorry.

The girl's heart sank. Flopping onto the frilly, pale pink comforter covering her bed she realized she had been too forceful, scaring him away. She should have known the noble man wouldn't take advantage of his best friend's daughter, wouldn't cheat on his girlfriend. But he had looked at those pics she reminded herself. And he had told her to go ahead and send the vid, knowing the content was likely to be even more scandalous. No, she realized, Jake might be suffering from "buyers remorse" at the moment, but she was sure with a little more time to consider what he was missing he would give in. He just required one last carrot to motivate him, the girl planning to deliver it two days hence.

Chapter 4

Jake pushed the patio chair back, standing up. He had grown weary of the self reflection, the self recrimination, reliving the recent past. What was done was done, he couldn't change it. Sure, looking at those photos was wrong he realized, watching that vid as well, and jerking off to the mental image of Jessica instead of Melanie was shameful, but only he knew about that. It was a far better choice than actually sticking his dick inside the girl.

Suddenly hungry he went back inside, closing the sliding door behind him. Entering the kitchen he poured himself a second cup of coffee then went to the fridge, removing sundry items. A few minutes later he sat at the kitchen table, enjoying a modest, yet delicious breakfast. The morning paper in front of him, he scanned the day's headlines and read the sports section, all the while munching on a toasted bagel topped with a healthy dollop of cream cheese and smoked salmon, devouring some slices of orange as well.

Finished breakfast, he then started the crossword puzzle, all his attention now on more wholesome subject matter than earlier. Systematically he completed word after word, skipping over those he was unsure of then doubling back later. Almost done, he was stuck on twenty-seven down, a nine letter word, the clue being "fatal to felines" the first letter being a "c". Ruminating for a moment it suddenly came to him.

"Of course," he said aloud, somewhat amused by the phrase brought to mind, given his current situation.

Jake heard his phone ding from an incoming text. Looking at the device accusingly he hesitated to open it, suspicious of whom it might be from. His last message from Jessica had come two days ago, inviting him to dinner. He had wisely declined, understanding what seeing her alone would inevitably lead to. He had no illusions as to his own inclinations. Knowing what she was seeking, he was now certain that he would fuck her if given the opportunity.

Thankful for at least that much self awareness, he would try to avoid being alone with her. It would be a challenge for the handsome libertine. For all of his adult life he rarely turned down pussy, and never one as splendid as his precious little Jessica's. Even now he couldn't help but flash back to that short but stunning vid, recalling the shocking act of her fingering her juicy little quim.

Holy fuck, it was good, he thought.

Eventually he did open his phone. The text thankfully was from Melanie, telling him she was going out for an excursion to some volcano or geothermal hot spring or something of that nature, Jake not really reading it closely. She would call him later that evening to tell him all about it. Relieved that the message wasn't from the blond temptress he went to shut his phone case, only to see another incoming notification, this one from her.

"Damn, I spoke to soon," he mumbled under his breath.

Jake, I miss you. It's such a hot day, why don't you come over for a swim? I'm wearing something special just for you.

Two files were attached to the message. Jake ignored them, cleaning up after breakfast instead, then brushing his teeth again. Following that he went for a walk, leaving his phone behind. It was hot outside but not oppressively so, the morning sun shining brightly. The odd puffy cloud dotted the blue sky above, from time to time casting a brief shadow across his path.

Passing a neighbor's pool he fancied that it was an ideal day to relax poolside; before he knew it, visions of Jessica began flooding his thoughts. He should have known better than to let his mind wander, but he was who he was. Abruptly ending his walk he turned around, heading home. Entering the condo fifteen minutes later he sat on his sofa, phone in hand.

"What the hell," he said to the empty room.

Clicking on the message from Jessica he opened the first file. The photo instantly took his breath away. Standing up, her legs were crossed, a seductive, closed mouth smile gracing her lips. Wearing a minuscule red bikini, the top barely concealed her small, pert breasts, the girl's rigid nipples jutting into the two tiny triangles of fabric covering them. The bikini bottom was partially visible, the top peeking out where her thighs came together, two strings holding it in place.

Jake dowloaded the second pic; this one even more stunning. It was a shot from behind, the tiny, blond bombshell bent over, two sexy, braided pig tails hanging over her shoulders. The bikini bra was undone, the straps trailing down her sides, Jessica's left arm draped across her chest. The cherry red thong split her golden butt cheeks perfectly, the cutie's puckered rosebud easy to make out.

Examining the photos for a minute or so, he then went into his bedroom. Reaching into a dresser drawer he found his swim trunks. Removing them he felt the silky fabric between his fingers. Jake glanced in the mirror atop the piece of furniture, as if seeking permission to do what he intended.

"Fuck it," he whispered out loud, pulling on the trunks as well as a fresh t-shirt. Ten minutes later he was on his way to Jessica.

**********

Jake was single minded on the drive over. He would go for that swim all right, but that wouldn't be all. He was finished trying to pretend anymore that he was anything other than what he was. For over ten months he had remained true to Melanie, for almost thirty years he had been a loyal friend to Dave and Angie, and for her whole life he been Jessica's genial Uncle Jake. And now he was going to toss it all away for the sake of some tasty twenty year old pussy.

Turning into the driveway of his friends' house he parked beside Jessica's car. As he walked up to the front door he was surprisingly confronted by one last plea from his conscience. Hesitating for a moment he considered turning around and leaving; instead a mental picture of Jessica seductively smiling at him entered his mind.

"Fuck it," he said again, reaching for the door handle and stepping inside.

Hearing the door open the luscious blond came in from the kitchen. Jessica was expecting him, Jake having texted her that he was on his way over. Grinning from ear to ear she approached him, rising on her toes to give him a big hug. Her tender lips brushed his face, bestowing a little peck on his cheek. He looked at her differently now, her freckled nose and dazzling eyes intoxicating. Still sporting the red bikini top, her shapely little tits pressed into his chest. Over her lower body she wore diaphanous, white mesh pants; the toenails of her bare feet were painted, the polish vividly red.

"I'm glad you made it Jake," she said invitingly.

"Hmm, you don't have anything better than a hug for your uncle," he replied, his eyes piercing hers.

Not waiting for an answer he clutched her ass, hauling her into his body as he lifted her off the ground. Jessica, thrilled by his change in demeanor, wrapped her legs around his waist as his tongue snaked into her mouth, hungrily twisting around the little tart's. Jake's kiss was forceful, her silky lips yielding to his, but as the embrace continued it softened, the powerful older man tenderly sucking the young girl's lower lip.

His member pressed against her belly, the girl pleased by its length and girth. She had a notion he was packing, having seen him around the pool from time to time, and of course what she was able to make out from watching him in action on New Year's morning, but she never knew for sure until he was up against her this very moment. Their kiss continued, Jessica's hands cradling his head, her delectable lips melded with his in a delightfully sensual merging. Momentarily their mouths separated, the blond smiling demurely.

"Oh my god Jake, you don't know how long I've wanted to do that," she cooed breathlessly.

"Uh huh, now how about that swim," he commented, unceremoniously lowering her to the floor.

"Umm... what?"

"You know, your invite to come over for a swim?"

Oh... uhhh... yeah okay."

Jessica was rather flummoxed by this turn of events. After Jake had come on so strongly she had envisioned him carrying her to the bedroom and making love to her, but instead they were headed outside.

"Lead the way, Jess."

Nodding, she pivoted then walked towards the kitchen, Jake following. He was rewarded with a breathtaking glimpse of her perfectly tanned bottom visible beneath the semi sheer fabric of her pants. Sashaying from side to side, her cheeks were divided by the thin strip of the thong bikini bottom.

"Fuck yes," he mumbled casually, loud enough for Jessica to hear.

"I think that's my best feature," she said, a smirk on her face as she looked back over her shoulder.

"We'll see," he replied, winking.

Continuing out to the backyard, Jake pulled his t-shirt over his head, dispensed with the flip flops from his feet, then strode purposefully towards the deep end of the pool. Jessica gazed longingly at the strapping older man, his shredded body exciting her in a way no other's ever did. As he neared the edge his pace accelerated; extending two muscular arms together he dove in, his sinewy legs gracefully propelling him into the shimmering water.

Observing him swim a length of the pool beneath the surface, Jessica slipped off the gossamer garment covering her lower body then joined him. The water was wonderfully refreshing, just cool enough to invigorate the senses without overwhelming them. An adept swimmer, she easily traversed from one end to the other, maneuvering towards him. Watching her willowy body effortlessly glide through the water Jake was entranced.

"Oh that's so good!" she enthused, surfacing a foot away from him.

"Yes, it certainly is," he replied.

Her two cute braids drooped down the sides of her face, wet, blond bangs plastered to her forehead. Bobbing close to Jake, he could easily discern two rigid nipples pressed distinctly into the soaking bikini top. He was growing aroused again just looking at the vixen inches from his face, Jessica flashing that brilliant smile of hers.

They spent perhaps ten minutes or so in the water, swimming sometimes, floating aimlessly at others, neither expending a great deal of energy. Jessica eyed Jake's body every chance she got, adoring what she could make out below the surface. His brawny chest was covered in fine, grey-black hair, the muscles seemingly carved from granite. Powerful, chiseled shoulders and a trim, athletic back were making the younger girl burn with desire.

"I'm getting out now, gonna get some sun. You can stay in for a while if you'd like," she declared out of the blue.

"I think I will, just for a few minutes."

Jessica made her way to a set of steps, gracefully climbing out of the pool, the water sluicing off of her body. As Jake tracked her progress, the faintly bulging outline of her pussy mound came into view, the thin strip of her thong bikini barely masking her labia.

"Fuck," he muttered under his breath.

Walking over to a lounge chair she began to apply tanning oil to her legs, Jake surreptitiously taking in the show. A few minutes later he got out and grabbed a towel, drying his body then sitting on a lounger next to hers. By now Jessica was lying on her front, her bikini top undone, trailing down either side of her back. Her eye catching behind was beckoning, as were her fabulous legs, spread just a little apart. She tilted her head towards him.

"Jake, would you be a dear and spread some oil on my back please," she said softly, her eyes partially open.

He looked at the Hawaiian Tropic bottle. SPF 4. Probably not the best stuff for the skin in the long run, but it looked fantastic slathered over her legs. Still, the forty-five year old without thinking assumed a more protective attitude towards the girl.

"Jeez Jess, this stuff won't protect your skin at all. Don't you have any regular sunscreen?"

"Really dad?" she said sarcastically. "Come on, oil me up."

He didn't fight it. Of course Jake was only too happy to start rubbing lotion all over this cutie, and he had done his civic duty, so what the fuck, he thought. Pouring the oil onto her back he massaged it into her shoulders, her shoulder blades, and her torso, soon slick with the coconut scented liquid.

"Mmm, that feels nice," she whispered as he rubbed her lower back, just above her butt. "Keep going."

"Huh?" he said, playing dumb.

"My ass silly, It needs oil too."

Applying a generous amount on her cheeks he began to gently knead her bottom, covering it completely. It gleamed in the sun, a shimmering golden nugget that was irresistibly inviting. Jessica was becoming more and more needy for this pas de deux to progress, her sexy ass gyrating under his touch, Jake fully cognizant of her feelings when a moan escaped her lips.

"Shit that feels good," she whispered, grinding her ass in his hands and spreading her legs just a bit wider.

Jake had tried to play it reasonably cool, determined to remain the man in charge. He was only too aware of why he was there, what they both wanted. But he was going to go slow, tease her, put the sexy little bitch in her place. That had been the plan, however it all changed as he began rubbing the lotion into her butt.

"Ah fuck it, let's get these off you," Jake said, grasping the sides of her bikini bottom.

"Oh yeah Jake."

Slowly wriggling the garment off of her behind and down her legs he dropped it onto the deck, then went back to caressing her slippery flesh, on occasion lightly squeezing her comely cheeks, Jessica's lower body languidly writhing on the chair. She was losing herself in the moment, her lust building.

"Jess, lift your ass for me."

Smiling again she raised herself up on her knees, her bum elevated. Jake moved in behind her, his left knee on the chair between her legs, his right foot on the pool deck. Taking her lovely behind in hand he pulled her cheeks apart, revealing a tight little sphincter. The skin surrounding it was a tad darker than the rest of her ass and free of pubic hair. He lowered his head, planting his mouth over her tiny, hot hole, his tongue rimming her.

"Fuck, what are you doing?" she squealed.

"I'm licking the most amazing little asshole is what I'm doing," he answered. "Do you like it?"

"Fuck yes, no guy's ever done that before," she replied, thrusting her butt backwards.

As he continued his oral attack on her ass he started stroking her cunt with his right hand. Her entire pussy was bald, save for a minuscule strip of pubes. Reaching for the bottle of tanning oil lying on the pool deck he squirted some into his hand, then massaged her labia and clitoris, simultaneously eating her other orifice.

"Oh fuck that's so good, so good," she murmured.

Propped up on her hands and knees, her bikini top lay on the lounge chair. Jake could see her small, shapely tits heaving, the erect nipples extending a half inch from the pink areolae. He hungered to take them in his mouth, but continued to lick her spicy, tight little hole instead.

"Shit, your tongue feels like fire on my ass."

She had started rubbing her left tit with her left hand, tweaking her nipple with her fingers, then she began working on her right. His erection was screaming for release from his wet swimmers, so after tonguing her and rubbing her pussy for several minutes Jake ceased the endeavor, standing up. Jessica looked over her right shoulder as he hauled down his trunks, his cock springing forth.

"Oh my god, your prick is gorgeous," she said excitedly.

Sitting up on the lounge chair she shimmied towards Jake. Her bewitching blue eyes looked at him hungrily, the lush lips of her sultry mouth parted. He was fascinated by her tits as much as she was fascinated by his dick. The tan lines were barely visible, her breasts a golden brown, matching the rest of her body. Perhaps a bit more than a handful they were round and perky, her small circular areolae dotted with tiny goose bumps. His manhood hardened even more as he gazed at the vision moving closer, Jessica reaching out to grasp it with her left hand.

"I want to taste you," she said.

The girl was in awe of his penis, never having seen one this size live and in person. A degree of trepidation suddenly confronted her, the petite slut realizing that her tiny little pussy probably couldn't accommodate the whole thing, nor her salivating mouth. Undeterred she leaned forward, lightly kissing all around the tip, tenderly cupping his balls with her right hand, her lips then engulfing the head.

"Fuck Jess... fuck," he moaned.

She proceeded to blow him for five or six minutes, moving her mouth back and forth along the length of his dick while fondling his testicles and jerking him off, the sensation of her swirling tongue combined with her soft, wet lips sliding along the shaft driving him wild. She looked up, making eye contact. Jake grabbed her cute braids, using them to pull her into him, like a rider steering a wild filly.

Jessica tentatively swallowed inch after inch, not able to quite take all of him. Almost choking she bobbed up and down on his tool, stroking him harder and faster, her alluring baby blues making occasional eye contact. Her devotion to what she was doing was insanely erotic, Jake sensing an orgasm quickly approaching. If he let her continue he would explode down her throat, and he wanted to do so much to this girl first.

Gently pushing her forehead away he took a half step back, her exhausted jaws releasing his manhood, a healthy dollop of saliva and pre-cum oozing down her chin. She looked so hot, so fucking tantalizingly hot. He was tempted to ram his cock back into her mouth, fucking her face until he came, but refrained from doing so. He was going to make this an afternoon to remember for both of them.

"Jake, why didn't you let me finish you off?" Jessica said, appearing disappointed.

"Because I was gonna cum, and I want to eat your perfect little cunt and fuck it before I do."

"Well fuck, all right then."

Taking hold of her arms he hoisted her to her feet. As she stood he was able to view her hot little snatch from the front, seemingly smooth as silk, her barely visible rectangular patch of blond fuzz perched an inch above the top of her vulva. Reaching around he clutched her ass, her body fusing into his, their mouths joining again. Jessica's succulent lips opened, Jake tentatively slipping his tongue inside, hers greeting his in a spine tingling embrace.

The two lovers made out for a minute or so, then Jake took her hand in his, leading her to one of the bean bag pool mattresses scattered about the deck. He wasn't going to chance fucking her on the lounge chair as it might not withstand the weight of both of them, nor the pounding he was planning on giving her. Laying her down gently he kissed her again for a few seconds before speaking.

"Jess, I'm gonna go down on you."

"Oh fuck yeah, eat my pussy."

Clasping her right foot in his left hand Jake lifted it towards his mouth, holding it in front of him for a few seconds. Her foot was small and flawless, the skin soft and unblemished, a testament to her youth. Her perfectly manicured toenails were painted a shade of red that matched her discarded bikini. Inhaling them between his lips he spent several seconds lightly suckling, Jessica giggling.

"Mmmm, that tickles."

Repeating with her left foot he devotedly devoured each tiny, perfect toe, Jessica softly sighing. He then kissed his way along her elegant legs, first inside her ankle, then along her calf, behind her knee, and finally her inner thigh, alternating from one leg to the other. The nymphette's skin was like velvet, supple and smooth, Jake lips worshipping every inch of her exquisite flesh.

Nearing the space between her upper thigh and her vagina she moved her legs apart ever so slightly for him, facilitating access to her steamy centre. He lowered his head, her spectacular pussy opening up before his eyes: completely hairless, it glistened from the oil and her own juices, now slowly seeping from within. The delicate, pink inner labia resembled two tiny petals, her clit barely visible, the bud just peeking out from its hood.

Her scent was delightful, an intoxicating blend of her own musk and the coconut oil. Jake couldn't resist dipping his tongue inside her flower, teasingly dragging it up towards her clitoris, and then back again, repeating the action several times, irresistibly drawn to her sweet, tangy nectar. Jessica was playing with her tits while he went down on her, her eyes filled with desire, watching him keenly.

"Eat me baby, eat me."

He lavished her pussy with his tongue, and lips, and fingers; kissing and sucking and plying her tender treasure; lovingly caressing, and pinching, and probing. She moaned softly, exalting in what he was doing to her and how he was doing it. Grasping his head with her hands she urged him on.

"Keep going Jake, keep going..."

Shifting his focus he doted on her clit exclusively, the glittering jewel now bulging from the swollen sheath surrounding it, a beacon luring his lips. Jake teasingly flicked it with tongue, faster and faster, licking it, painting the beautiful little button with his slobber, Jessica loving every second.

"Oh fuck...," she groaned, her pelvis rolling.

He hit her gleaming gem harder, pressing his sloppy proboscis aggressively against it, slathering the sensitive, throbbing pearl in saliva, then sucking it between his teeth, driving the horny blond to distraction.

"Oh my god... oh my god... oh my god..." she whispered.

Jake knew she was getting closer, her body reacting to every touch, her back arching off of the mattress, her red fingernails clawing his scalp. Seizing her ass he wrenched her sex into his hungry maw, tonguing her frantically and dipping a finger inside.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD! FUCK YESSSS!"

She was on the verge of plummeting into an orgiastic Eden, her tanned, pliant body squirming, pretty head thrown back, hands pulling his hair; then Jake added the coup de grâce: a second finger joining the first, both digits strumming her g-spot while his tongue hammered her clit, hurling her over the edge.

"OHHHHH FFFFUUUCCCKKKKKKKKKK!!"

The orgasm hit her hard, her pussy convulsing around his fingers, creamy white ejaculate streaming towards her anus. Climaxing for many seconds her cunt pulsed wildly, her tiny tits heaving. Jessica lowered her butt back down to the mattress, breathing heavily. Jake's mouth and fingers retreated from her vagina, his lips and chin slick with a concoction of saliva, her juices, and the remnants of coconut oil that had been on her. She gazed adoringly at him, smiling weakly.

"Holy fucking shit that was awesome."

Jake smiled too, pleased at having pleasured her so thoroughly. Finding a nearby towel he wiped the gooey mess from his face, then sat beside her. Jessica had mostly recovered, her breathing stable, a blissful feeling of serenity washing over her. She had never cum so good, and was eager for the afternoon to continue.

"Kiss me baby," she hummed, leaning towards him, their lips melting together.

Initially the kiss was subdued, the young girl enjoying the closeness of her much older lover. Her fingers traced a path across his powerful thigh, climbing along his sculpted forearm and bicep, twirling through his grey chest hair, down his belly, finally resting at his genitals. Cupping his balls in her delicate fingers their kiss grew more heated. Jessica began stroking his rock hard cock, the organ resplendent in all its fulsome glory.

"Oh baby, are you gonna fuck me with this thing?"

Jake's member was begging him to do just that, but he ignored it, a different plan occupying his lecherous mind. He saw how quickly and how hard she came, how much cream had oozed out of her, how much she appreciated a good tongue lashing. He knew he could make her cum again before fucking her, and he was determined to make it happen.

"Not yet Jess, I'm not done down here yet," he said, a lascivious smirk on his face as he gestured towards her sex.

"You're fucking shitting me, right?" the little blond said incredulously, quickly getting excited by the thought of her middle aged paramour going down on her once more.

"Baby, you don't know what you're in for," he said, sounding confident bordering on arrogant, an arrogance born from the knowledge of what he could do to, and for a woman.

Clutching her ankles firmly in his large hands he spread her quivering legs wide. Leering down at her sopping, creamy pussy, his hard penis bobbed in front of him, Jake having second thoughts about not fucking her yet. He could see her ripe gash was just crying out to be violated.

Hmmm, maybe just a little taste.

Scooting between her legs he pushed them back as far as they would go, then spitting into his palm he took his cock in hand, blending saliva with pre-cum. Directing the throbbing tool to her pink opening he rubbed the head through her moist folds then without warning penetrated her, Jessica crying out loudly in shock, her sex straining to accommodate him.

"Jesus Christ Jake!"

Jake was flabbergasted, her spectacular cunt swaddling a fraction of his prodigious cock so tightly. Grunting, he started slowly thrusting in and out. Jessica was a bit disappointed that he had changed his mind, but his thick cock felt so nice filling her that she was soon pleading with him to go deeper. Little did she know that Jake was merely cleansing his palate as it were. He fucked her for a couple of minutes, then made his intentions clear.

"Jess, that was just an appetizer. Now it's time for the main course," he said, pulling out and lowering his face to her dripping slit.

"Oh my god baby, yes!" she squealed joyfully, spreading her legs wider for him.

Jake's mouth made a beeline for her perineum, glazing it in spit, his tongue then tickling her sphincter. He knew that girls loved to have their asses eaten, whether they admitted it or not, Jessica having earlier confirmed his supposition. Spending several minutes rimming her, warm shivers shot through her body, the puckered portal contracting and relaxing.

"Oh fuck me, that is so fucking good," she whimpered.

His ravenous mouth devouring her butt, he wondered if he'd ever have the pleasure of stuffing his meat inside this cute little slut's strained shit slot. Sucking on his index finger he had an inspired thought, replacing his tongue with the sloppy, dripping digit, slowly worming it inside her clenching, steamy chasm.

"Oh my god, what're you doing to me..."

Jake was able to work his finger inside to the second knuckle, Jessica grunting and grimacing but not stopping him. Swirling it inside the silken abyss he marveled at its tightness, the notion of fucking her ass becoming a wicked new item on his bucket list. For now a finger would do, the depraved man rhythmically fucking her with it, his finger rubbing the walls of her taboo channel.

"Mmm baby, let me taste it."

Her request caught him by surprise. He was into that kinky fetish, but he never considered that pristine little Jessica could be so perverse. This gorgeous whore was endearing herself to him more and more. Seeing the incredulous, salacious look in his eyes she grinned naughtily, apparently reading his mind.

"That's what you like right, seeing some ass to mouth?"

"I don't like it baby, I love it," he replied, his finger exiting her hole.

Jessica giggled, wrapping her hand around his then bringing the offending finger to her lips, slipping it between them, tasting her ass for the first time in her young life. She licked and sucked it, just like she would a cock, giving his dirty digit a simulated blow job for the ages.

"Jesus Christ," he groaned quietly.

Jake was beyond ecstatic, as aroused by the wanton performance as he had been all day. More than ever he was determined to take her anally, and make her clean his cock afterwards, but for now he was going to eat her cunt. His finger sliding from her mouth, his head dropped to her pussy, his tongue finding her clitoris.

He resumed his loving ministrations, perhaps not as patiently as before, but certainly with as much enthusiasm. Tongue skimming across her button he increased the pace and pressure, then backed off, then started up again, driving her mad with lust.

"Holy shit, you fucker, lick my clit, lick my clit!"

Jessica leaned back, mauling her pleasing titties, pinching and twisting pink, tumescent nipples, those cute little braids dangling to the cushion underneath her. Eyes half closed, she rocked her head from side to side, imploring him onward.

"Shit, I'm close, so close. Fingers, fingers..."

She spread her legs further apart, her dainty feet suspended above her, toes curled. Plunging his middle and index fingers inside her soaking cunt Jake fingered her hard, his tongue a blur assaulting her shining nubbin, whitish goo pouring out of her as his mouth and hand worked their magic.

"Fuck I'm cumming again, fuck yes, yes, yes... YESSSSSS!!!" she wailed, her body thrashing uncontrollably, arcing skyward.

Insatiable, Jake kept eating her, fiercely lapping up her elixir; he was hard as hell, desperate to shoot his seed inside her, but he didn't let up, making her cum, and cum, and cum, until the blond bitch finally took matters into her own hands.

"FUCK ME NOW JAKE, FUCK ME NOW!"

Complying, he grabbed her by her hips, jerking the little succubus towards him, their genitals inches apart. Before entering her he yanked her head into his, sharing a vicious kiss, each seemingly attempting to swallow the other's tongue. Pausing briefly, Jake's lips separated from hers.

"I'm gonna fuck you so fucking hard," he hissed softly, the words and tone incongruous.

"Yes, fuck me, fuck me hard."

Using his right hand he guided his bulging dick towards the gap between her cunt lips, splayed open and dripping in anticipation of what was to come. Jessica looked down and watched him push his tool inside her, again stupefied by how thoroughly stuffed she felt as the fleshy, veiny spike impaled her.

"Oh fuck!"

Her satiny pussy clasping him in a vise like grip Jake paused, only a portion of his prick inside, luxuriating in the glory of it all.

"Shit Jess, your pussy's so fucking tight!"

"Mmmm...."

He would go slow, knowing her little kitty would need time to adjust to the beast violating her. Easing her down onto her back he propped himself up on his forearms, resting for a moment, then gradually pulling out. The tip alone remained inside, but then it too exited.

"Fuck Jake, I've never had a cock so huge inside me."

He laughed.

"I bet you say that to all the boys."

"Oh my fucking god, never one like this."

"Mmmm, should we continue?"

"Fuck baby, yes."

Pushing part way inside Jake commenced fucking her in a measured manner, leisurely thrusting back and forth, mindful not to hurt her. He would take his time, make it last as long as he possibly could, which took enormous will power given his current state. They kissed as they fucked, tenderly making out. Jessica's pussy was more resilient than she realized, gradually adapting to his erection, her arousal spurring her on.

"Jake, fuck me harder."

"Mmmm Jess, yeah...."

Kneeling upright, his hands gripped her waist, elevating her pelvis off of the pool mattress. Pushing deeper inside, she took more and more of him with each thrust, the girl's legs encircling his lower body, her hands playing with her breasts. Jake started humping her faster, gradually losing the self control he had exercised up to that point.

"Fuck yes baby, pound me, pound the fucking shit out of me!" the golden haired harlot panted.

Jake's breathing quickened, perspiration beading across his skin, the heat from the blazing midday sun coupled with their frenzied copulating overheating them both, Jessica's tanned body glistening as well. With each hard push a guttural grunt issued from his throat, the older man fucking his young lover with abandon.

Screwing her ferociously he rolled the tiny blue-eyed nymph onto her shoulders, her ass in the air, his strong arms wedging her legs up and over her chest, her feet behind her ears. Fornicating like a pair of horny beasts, their genitals slammed into each other, the cacophony of flesh slapping flesh and a sloppy cunt being torn asunder echoing across the yard.

Leaning over her he hungrily leered into her eyes, the blond harlot returning his lecherous gaze. Jake's cock jackhammered into her squelching snatch, sweat dripping from his brow. Jessica's red fingernails dug into his buttocks, her fervor matching his, the lovers on the verge of cumming together.

"Yes Jake, keep going, fuck I'm close, so close..."

He was close himself, feeling his orgasm begin to blossom deep within his testicles, certain that he would explode shortly. He urgently attempted to slow down, just enough for Jessica to cum with him.

Just a little longer, he thought, just a little longer.

"Oh fuck... oh fuck... I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna cum... OHHHH FUCK YES I'M CUMMING!!!!"

Hearing her words his climax commenced, a familiar, sensual warmth beginning to flow through his body as nerve endings in his extremities fired.

"Hello, anybody home?" a voice rang out from afar.

Chapter 5

"Who the fuck is that?" Jake said, suddenly panic stricken.

He was in mid climax, his semen bursting forth from his cock. Jessica was beyond caring. Caught up in her orgasm, the glorious release of pleasure flooded her senses, inundating her soul.

"KEEP GOING, KEEP GOING!" she screeched, her body quaking violently.

"Jess, is that you?" the voice asked, getting nearer.

Slowly becoming abreast of the situation, Jessica covered her mouth with her hands, apparently in an attempt to silence herself, her delirious moans only partially muffled. It was also too late for Jake to stop, his orgasm reaching its pulsating crescendo.

"Fuckkkkk!" he moaned as quietly as he could, burying his head in Jessica's chest.

"Oh my god!"

The mystery voice now came from someone who had just entered the pool area. Jake lay atop Jessica, his body twitching almost imperceptibly. Her legs were still pulled back over herself, her sexy toes trembling, her feet hanging limply near her ears. She wouldn't be able to see who it was, but he could if he looked.

"Oh my god!" the person said a second time.

Finally he glanced up and over his shoulder. The bright sunlight made it difficult to see who it was, but squinting he was able to slowly make out the speaker's features. It was Jessica's friend Chrissy. Her mouth was agape, though gradually morphing into a smile.

"Well, hello Uncle Jake," she said coyly.

"Fuck," he mumbled, easing out of Jessica and sitting down on the pool deck, his semi flaccid dick flopping onto his lap.

Chrissy looked down at it wide eyed. Realizing that he was naked in front of her, Jake fumbled for a nearby towel, draping it over his crotch. By now Jessica had also covered herself. She was sitting up, her legs tucked beneath her.

"For fuck sake Chrissy, what are you doing here?"

"Well, I thought I'd come over for a swim," Chrissy said, glancing at Jake, a huge grin plastered across her face. "Didn't know you had company."

"Couldn't you call first?"

"I wanted to surprise you."

The attractive raven haired girl sat down on the chair that Jessica had previously occupied. Her straight, shiny dark tresses rested just below her shoulders, parted in the middle. She was sporting sunglasses, the circular lenses obscuring her chestnut colored eyes. Long, tanned legs extended from a pair of loose fitting jean shorts, her torso ensconced beneath a baggy t-shirt. Casually doffing her flip flops she revealed two slender feet, highlighted by black nail polish that matched what she wore on her fingers.

Jessica just shook her head in frustration. Jake felt incredibly awkward sitting there on the pool deck almost completely naked in front of this girl that he barely knew. Not only that, but their secret was now known by another person. She seemed nice enough, but he wondered if she could be trusted. Suddenly Chrissy spoke again, and her words were surprising to say the least.

"So, you beat me to it huh? And you playing all little miss innocent,'Oh I don't think of Jake that way. He's like a father to me'... blah blah blah."

The brunette sounded a bit sarcastic and a touch annoyed. Jessica didn't respond at first, simply glaring back at her friend. She fought to keep a straight face, but her lips soon evolved into a devilish little smile.

"Well, I could hardly let on now, could I?"

"So how was he?" Chrissy asked.

"Pretty fucking good," Jessica answered, still catching her breath.

"Yeah I bet."

"Now Chrissy, don't be jealous."

The towel now wrapped around her, Jessica stood up. Walking over to where Jake had left her bikini she picked her bottoms off of the ground, shimmying into them as effortlessly as they had been removed. Dropping the covering her pretty breasts were exposed for a second or two as she retied her bikini bra. Clothed once more she returned to sit in a nearby chair. Jake, confused by their conversation, spoke up.

"What the fuck are you two talking about?"

Not sure where to begin Jessica hesitated, wondering if she should even say anything. Chrissy was still scowling, no doubt pissed off with her friend. There wasn't a lot the blond girl could do to mollify the brunette, so she sat mutely. Chrissy however decided to voice her frustration, speaking to Jake directly.

"Seems our darling Jessica has been plotting for quite some time to screw her dear Uncle Jake."

"Yeah I know that," he replied impatiently. "What does that have to do with you?"

"Hmmm..."

A brief lull in the conversation ensued, Chrissy frowning as she glanced towards Jessica. The blond shrugged sheepishly, unwilling at the moment to voice her thoughts. Jake looked at each girl separately, neither saying a word. Finally losing his patience he stood, cinching the towel around his waist.

"Okay fine. If you ladies aren't going to tell me what's going on, I'm going inside to get a beer."

"All right, all right," Jessica said, stopping Jake in his tracks. "Chrissy's been crushing on you for years, and I kind of discouraged her from taking it further."

"Kind of discouraged? You basically made me feel like a slut."

"You are a slut Chrissy," Jessica said, rolling her eyes at her friend.

"Uhh hello, kettle?" the dark haired beauty retorted.

"I think you mean pot," her blond pal corrected her.

"What?"

"The phrase is pot calling the kettle black."

"Oh, well whatever, you're still a slut."

"Guilty as charged," Jessica replied, giggling.

Chrissy shook her head, realizing she couldn't stay angry at her friend. Rising from the lounge chair she began to remove her shorts, bending over and carefully extracting one of her sexy long legs then the other, revealing the bottom half of a black, one piece bathing suit. Next she peeled the t-shirt over her head, shaking out her dark brown hair.

The swimwear she wore sported a plunging v-cut, a great deal of her cleavage visible. Her tits were larger and more pendulous than Jessica's, the nipples poking into the thin, spandex like material. Jake took a peek at her backside as she strode over to the side of the pool, her suit cut high forming a thong, splitting her prodigious ass into twin fleshy globes.

"Well, I came here for a swim, so..." she dove into the water, gliding gracefully to the far side.

This is fucking unbelievable, Jake thought, slowly coming to terms with this new revelation.

Intrigued by the turn of events, his mind started to run wild. Looking towards the pool, he watched the young woman swimming nearby. He had noticed her good looks before today, but had never thought of her sexually. She had simply been Jessica's friend, and nothing more. But now gazing at her floating in the water Jake began to consider the possibilities. He had already crossed one erotic Rubicon, so why not another?

Finished her swim she climbed out of the pool, her skin aglow, the older man keenly observing her wet ascent. Tanned like the other girl she was taller, maybe five nine or five ten, her legs thinner and longer. Her arms weren't as developed, and overall she seemed slimmer and less athletic. Chrissy's tits were also different, bigger than Jessica's, but not as round nor as firm. Her nipples were much more pronounced now, a by-product of her brief dip in the water.

As she stepped onto the deck she paused for a moment, brushing her wet hair from her face and picking up a towel to dry off. Jake took the opportunity to peruse her facial features. Almond shaped brown eyes, combined with thin eyebrows perched above them were quite fetching, as was her svelte nose, perfectly fitting her face, her nostrils flaring. Vividly red lips completed the enticing picture.

Passing right in front of him as she walked over to a lounge chair, Jake got an excellent close up view of her legs, and did his best to check out her ass as she went by. He was becoming aroused watching her, another erection slowly becoming a reality. Jessica was reclining in her chair and had unbeknownst to anyone rummaged into Chrissy's tote bag for a joint. Lighting it up she inhaled deeply, holding the smoke in her lungs for a few seconds, then coughing as she exhaled. She took another drag, her eyes fixed on Jake.

"I don't know if I should be fucking angry at you right now," she said, inhaling and coughing lightly a few more times.

"What?" he mumbled, looking over at her.

"You're practically drooling."

She was right. Jake was now focused on Chrissy. Her being there was an unforeseen development, one that he would capitalize on. He would fuck her too, because... well, because at this stage, why the hell not? The old Jake was back, having taken a sabbatical as it were, and now he was going to make up for lost time.

"Give me a drag of that," he said, walking over to Jessica, his dick half hard.

Taking the joint from her graceful fingers he took a long puff, holding it in. It had been so many years since he'd partaken he wasn't sure how he'd handle it, but surprisingly it wasn't a problem.

"Hey, give me a toke too," Chrissy called out.

Jake walked over to where she lay, her supple right leg extended on the lounger, the other bent at the knee, her left foot flat on the chair. She glanced up as he approached her, shading her eyes from the sun with her hand. Her luscious tits were almost completely exposed where the v-cut of her swimsuit dipped towards her belly, a few droplets of water dappled across her skin.

"Thanks," she said as he passed it down to her. "Take a seat."

She bent her right knee and pulled her leg back, paralleling her left, then moved both over to the side, allowing him to sit on the edge of the chair. Smiling at him she took a long drag then passed the joint back to him. He took another hit, then brazenly placed a hand on her left foot, seductively sliding it along her leg below her knee.

"Hey, save some for me," Jessica commented.

She walked over, Jake passing the joint back to her. She sucked in a lungful then handed it back to Chrissy, eyeing Jake's hand on her leg. Very briefly a clouded look passed over Jessica's face, a mixture of annoyance and jealousy, and perhaps something else; then it vanished, the girl apparently resigned to what was happening in front of her.

"Maybe you should get a room," she joked sarcastically. "I'm going inside, you two can do... whatever."

As she sauntered towards the patio door Jake's eyes followed her, once more appreciating her fabulous ass, then his attention returned to the young female sitting beside him. She was gorgeous, different from her friend but gorgeous nonetheless. The opportunity to fuck another beautiful, barely twenty year old was too good to pass up. Continuing to caress her leg, he slid his fingers higher. And then he spoke, his choice of words shockingly to the point.

"Let's fuck," he said, moving his hand from her leg to her cunt, rubbing it through the material of her swimsuit.

"Mmmm, I'd love to."

Her pupils dilated with desire, a lascivious smirk washed across her face. Placing her right hand on the towel around his hips she moved it aside, grasping his now erect cock, her eyes gaping in wonderment.

"Holy fuck you're big."

"Yeah, I get that a lot," Jake replied nonchalantly.

Picking up Jessica's bottle of tanning oil, Chrissy poured a copious amount into her hand, then slowly slid it along the shaft, her slim fingers wrapping around it. She took her time, tightening then loosening her grip, cradling his balls with her other hand. She gave an incredible hand job, her delicate digits devilishly skillful. While she was playing with him Jake pushed the material of her swimsuit to the side and was now rubbing her pussy. A dark triangular patch occupied the space above her slit, neatly maintained but considerably more of a bush than he had expected. As she jerked him off she leaned her face towards his.

"Kiss me," she whispered, their lips meeting.

At first they were gentle with each other, the embrace tender; but as their passion grew it became more frenetic, her tongue molesting his, Jake's right hand mauling her tits over her swimsuit, then lowering the straps to expose the floppy orbs, pinching a nipple between his fingers.

"Ooooh ouch," she moaned, clearly enjoying the pain.

"Hmm, you like it a little rough do you?"

"The rougher the better baby."

"Yeah sure," Jake sneered.

A vice like hand clutched her boob, digging into her flesh, his fingers leaving a souvenir for later. Hauling her mouth back to his he crammed his tongue between her teeth, his lips violently mashed against his young lover's. She gave as good as she got, her long fingernails clawing at his scalp, then she bit his lower lip.

"What the fuck bitch!" Jake hollered.

"Don't you like it rough mother fucker?" the nasty brunette cackled, her eyes ablaze.

"You might regret those words."

"Bring it on Uncle Jake."

Her words and intonation triggered his feral side, one that even Melanie had witnessed on only a few occasions. His hand shot out, fingers wrapped snuggly around Chrissy's throat. Yanking her head towards his until her face was inches away, the depraved older man glared haughtily into the young girl's eyes. Chrissy glared back at him, grinning from ear to ear.

"So cunt, Are you still up for it."

"Fuck you Uncle Jake."

She spat out the words, laughing wickedly as she did so, then spat in his face. Amazed and turned on by her brazenness he returned the gesture in kind, spraying saliva across her pretty features, then lightly slapping her face. The dark haired girl shook her head and laughed again. Eager to unleash Jake's darker demons she taunted him, not understanding exactly with whom she was dealing.

"Is that all you've got Jake?"

He slapped her harder, his grip tightening, then he slapped her again, Chrissy's eyes welling up and growing wider. She gasped for breath, feeling a touch of panic. It suddenly dawned on her that perhaps she had indeed bitten off more than she could chew. Jake wasn't like the eighteen, nineteen, twenty year old boys she could dominate. He was in control, the only question was how far would he go? She became frightened for a moment, not as much of a bad girl as she pretended to be. Jake, seeing the cockiness in her eyes replaced by fear, throttled back his malevolence, his fingers relaxing.

"You okay?" he asked.

Chrissy nodded affirmatively, a wan smile greeting him.

"Good girl, now suck my dick," he commanded quietly, releasing her to do his bidding.

"Yes Jake," she whispered, relieved by the reprieve.

Lowering her head and taking him in her mouth she quickly regained her enthusiasm. Attacking his cock, her head rabidly pumped up and down, soft lips sealed around his flesh, her right hand grasping the base. In no time at all she was close to deep throating him, pressing her mouth as far down as it could go, taking almost all of him. Choking she pulled her head off of him, drool drizzling out of her.

"Mmmm you're a good little cock sucker."

Chrissy looked up at him, tears running down her face, long eyelashes fluttering. Her chin and mouth glistened, completely sopping with her spit and his pre-cum, She grinned in silent reply before going down on him again, her head moving like a psychopath bobbing for apples. The blow job was crazy, free of subtlety, like night and day compared to Jessica's. She went to town on his cock, insanely sucking him, sputtering, coughing, her mouth a sexy mess, moans of desire filling his ears. After a few minutes she lifted her gleaming, drenched face from his dick and kissed him again, sharing her slobber, inundating his lips and chin. She then pulled away and stood up, moving her genitals towards his mouth.

"My turn," she said, making sure the bottom of her swimsuit was well out of the way before mashing her cunt into his lips.

Clenching her large, jiggling ass cheeks he hauled her into him, jamming his tongue between her distended pussy lips. Thicker and meatier than Jessica's, they dangled beneath her. Jake fucked her with his tongue for a minute or so before using it to flick her engorged clit. At the same time he moved his right hand from her left buttock, burying the middle finger deep inside her sex.

"Fuck, Jess was right you are good!" Chrissy gushed, grabbing his head, roughly pulling it into her vulva.

Licking, sucking and fingering her for several minutes, Jake's tongue lavished her clit and her hot, dripping hole, but she didn't cum as quickly as her blond buddy. He was okay with that, still so far away himself.

"I want to feel that cock inside me."

Shoving him down to the pool deck she clambered on top, squatting over his erection. The bottom of her swimsuit was still pushed to the side, and he could see most of her pussy as well as her black pyramid of pubic hair. A maniacal stare peered down at him, lust consuming her. Clutching him in her right hand, she steered his dick towards her sultry opening, tentatively lowering herself until her silky chasm enveloped him completely. She wasn't as tight as Jessica, but it was still heavenly. Straddling him flat footed she began riding his dick, Jake holding her hands to help her from toppling over.

"Fuck yeah," she moaned quietly, bouncing on top.

It was thrilling, but also uncomfortable at times, Jake's neck straining to keep his head from bumping on the deck tiles. Desiring a change of venue, Jessica's words before she left came to mind, giving him an idea. Suggesting that they move, Chrissy reluctantly agreed.

"Over to the pool cushion?"

"No, inside," he said.

It was torture for them to disengage, neither wanting to stop fucking for even a moment. Standing up, Jake took her by the hand, leading her towards the house then through the patio doors. Casually walking passed Jessica his cock swayed in front of him, Chrissy trailing behind. Her hair was disheveled but she had straightened out her swimsuit, covering her pussy, or most of it.

"Holy fuck," Jessica mumbled watching them go by.

"Jess, we're going to your bedroom," Jake said matter-of-factly.

They climbed the stairs, Jake still towing Chrissy behind him, then strolled down the long hallway to their ultimate destination. Bedecked with girlish accoutrements the room was huge, bigger than his master bedroom at home, and it too had a king sized bed. Chrissy proceeded to strip out of her bathing suit, lowering the straps first. Her pendulous, ample boobs looked mouthwatering. The nipples were thicker and longer than Jessica's, the large, dark areolae puffier as well.

Sliding the remainder of her suit from her body she stood there proudly, allowing Jake a few seconds to drink in the sight. Her waist was thin, her hips wider. That neatly trimmed triangular mat of black curls topped her pussy, her large labia blossoming wide, and noticeably creamy. She climbed onto the bed and he joined her. They kissed again for a few minutes, then his lips found her right breast, inhaling the large nipple, rolling his tongue all over the surface, then nipping at the turgid nub with his teeth. His mouth alternated from one tit to the other, his roving hands lovingly caressing her body as he did so.

While he attended to Chrissy's bosom, she had reached down to play with his cock and nut-sack, fondling and stroking them. After a few minutes of this she suddenly stopped, standing up on the bed then squatting over his face, gently lowering her tasty snatch until it was hovering mere inches above him.

"Eat my pussy again," she said, dropping onto his mouth.

Jake started lapping at her with his tongue, worming it inside her vagina and licking her labia, then licking her clit. At one point he grabbed her ass cheeks, spreading them to allow unfettered access to her anus. It had a pinkish hue, surrounded by smattering of soft black pubic hairs. He swirled his tongue around her tight little rosebud, rimming her, then dragged it back along her perineum to her vagina, dipping it inside, then slowly returning to her asshole.

"Mmmm," Chrissy sighed, squirming even more on his face.

He heard some footsteps enter the room, then felt another body get on the bed with them, a hand lightly tracing its way along his thigh to his scrotum.

"Mind if I join you?" Jessica said, lowering her mouth to his penis.

"Fuck Jess, you little cock sucker, suck his cock," Chrissy moaned, glancing over her shoulder.

Jessica was still in her red bikini, her two braided pig tails drooping onto Jake's lower body as her mouth and tongue worked overtime. Her right hand pumped his cock slowly as she went down on him, her blow job as delightful as earlier, Jake yearning to feel more. The afternoon had evolved into a kinky threesome, Chrissy riding his mouth and Jessica simultaneously sucking his dick. It was mind-boggling. A few days ago these were two nice young girls, or so he thought; now they were a couple of depraved whores having their way with him.

"Oh fuck, I need that dick in me," Jessica said a minute or so later.

Quickly peeling off her bikini bottom she climbed on top of him, straddling his hips. Easing her vagina downward she negotiated his erection inside her, Jake propelling himself upwards, his cock embedded half way within the hot confines of her dreamy pussy. He moaned into Chrissy's dripping cunt, his mouth still glued to it.

"Oh my god, fuck me baby," Jessica groaned, grinding on top of him.

They started screwing in earnest, his pelvis rising and falling in tempo with hers, first slowly, and then faster. After several minutes, the coupling became increasingly tumultuous, the sound of a hard cock slamming into a wet cunt reverberating throughout the room. He could also tell that Chrissy was finally approaching an orgasm, her words confirming her body's urgency.

"Shit Jake, I'm getting there, fucking make me cum!"

"Yes, Jake make her cum, make her cum," Jessica exclaimed, joining in on the dirty talk.

Chrissy's hand dropped to her clit, frantically rubbing it with two fingers. Jake was now pawing at Jessica's small tits, the girl having discarded her bikini top as well. Her head was thrown back, eyes clamped shut in ecstasy. She was losing all semblance of self control, writhing on top of him while strumming her velvety pearl. He had had threesomes before, but never with this intensity. Amazed by the two crazed girls attacking him, he wondered how long he could last, and what else they had in store.

"Fuck me hard Jake, fuck me hard!" Jessica wailed.

"Yeah, fuck that slut hard, fucking pound her!" Chrissy hissed.

Jessica jackhammered on top of her older lover, faster and faster, closing in on a mind blowing orgasm. She was in paradise, on the verge of cumming again on this glorious day, nerve endings across the breadth of her body tingling like never before, her fiery pussy the epicenter of her joy. Reaching down, she tore at his chest with her left hand, her fingernails like tiny talons leaving scratches across it. Jake was so caught up in what was taking place he didn't notice. He would later.

"Oh god Jake, oh god..."

Chrissy was nearing a soul rendering release as well. Leaning forward she grasped the headboard, her cunt dropping onto Jake's beautiful mouth, grinding slowly as his tongue probed deeper inside her. Her overstimulated clit pressed hard against his face, the dark haired lass about to experience a sensual euphoria unlike any other in her twenty years on the planet. Then suddenly it hit her.

"Oh my god... Oh my god... OH MY FUCKING GOD!"

Howling in ecstasy, the beautiful brunette came all over Jake's face, her juices flowing from her furry snatch, her right hand tearing into her tit. Her climax continuing for many seconds, she finally slumped forward face down on a pillow, her exhausted vulva lifted off of Jake's head. Angling his chin down he could see Jessica still riding him hard, her own orgasm erupting.

"Holy shit... holy shit... shit... shit... shit... HOLY FUCKING SHIT!"

"AHHHHH FUUUCCCKKKKK...."

Jake let himself cum as well, the heightened excitement from experiencing both horny bitches cavorting on top of him setting him off, the sex crazed lech filling his tiny, blond friend with a second load of jizz. Climaxing for over a minute, her milky cream mixed with his spunk, inundating his pubes. The rapturous event eventually subsiding, Jessica rolled off of him, flopping onto the mattress. Chrissy had flipped onto her back as well, lying on the opposite side. All three silently stared at the ceiling, breathing heavily. The raven haired hottie finally broke the silence, repeating her earlier words but in a much more hushed manner.

"Oh my fucking god..."

"Mmmmm yeah..." Jessica hummed in agreement.

Jake remained quiet, pondering everything that had happened. It had been nuts, some of the wildest sex he had had, and that was saying something. The two young whores were a dream team, and he wondered if he could give them up. A week ago they weren't even on his radar, and in a little more than a week when Dave and Angie returned home he'd have to decide what he was going to do. And then there was Melanie. He felt a twinge of guilt for having betrayed her, but his all consuming libido got the better of him, the depraved man determined to make the most of the here and now. Glancing at the girls' heaving chests his cock stirred, and in ten minutes he was ready for more. Jessica tilted her head towards him, spying his newly resurrected erection.

"Holy shit, you're hard again?" she gasped incredulously.

Chrissy's head jerked in Jake's direction, her favorite phrase tumbling from her lips, "Oh my fucking god."

"How about you ladies take care of this?"

Both girls giggled, nodding enthusiastically. Kneeling on either side of him, Jessica initiated the festivities, delicately stroking his member. As her hand slid along the shaft she lowered her head to his groin, sucking and licking the glans only, her tongue twirling around it. She continued for a few minutes, slowly jacking him off while working his prick with her mouth, and then her lips and hand were replaced by Chrissy's.

Her friend's technique wasn't as gentle. Engulfing most of his cock right from the get go, her mouth sank on it until her lips were almost nudging the base, her nose brushing against the tuft of hair above his member. She forced as much as she could down her hungry gullet, almost choking several times, heaving, spewing spit. As she blew him her hand whipped over his cock, her grip tight.

The contrast between how each of these little sluts gave head was fascinating, one sensitively stylish in her approach, the other frantic, wild, animalistic. The sensations were electric, Jake reclining blissfully as the girls blew him. They alternated for several minutes then began working in tandem, each licking opposite sides of him with their hot tongues, or sliding their furrowed lips along his length. Intently watching the erotic display, he was thrilled when their tongues and lips accidentally brushed together. The girls were so engrossed in what they were doing that they didn't appear to notice, but he certainly did, and it gave him an idea.

"Ladies, have you ever kissed?" he asked.

They paused their efforts, looking up at him, their chins and lips shimmering.

"What?" Jessica said brusquely, taken aback by Jake's sudden enquiry.

"Have you two... you know... kissed, or made out?"

"You mean with each other?" Chrissy chimed in.

"Yeah, with each other."

"Uh... hell no, I'm not into girls," Jessica replied.

"How do you know if you've never tried it?" Jake queried.

Chrissy was looking at him, then she peered tentatively at Jessica. Her lips were parted, eyes wide, Jake getting his first indication that at least one of them was into it. She continued to gaze at her friend as the blond girl answered.

"I don't know, I've just never considered it. I don't think I'm really attracted to girls."

"It's just that, well watching you two going down on me together, your lips and tongues touching, I started to fantasize about you two kissing each other."

"Really? You'd like to see that?" Chrissy asked excitedly, her tone indicating that it had crossed her mind before.

"Yeah, it would be so fucking hot I'd probably blow my load just watching you two," Jake answered, trying to convince them, and especially Jessica, who seemed more reticent about the whole thing.

"What do you think Jess, it might be fun?" Chrissy said.

"Fun?" Jessica replied, a bemused expression on her face.

Chrissy clearly wanted to do it, but she was careful not to come across as too enthusiastic. Jake wasn't sure if her cautious approach was because she was self-conscious, or afraid to scare off Jessica, but either way she adjusted her words and demeanor.

"I mean funny, you know, like a goof," she said laughing.

"You really want to try?" Jessica asked, still skeptical.

"Yeah, let's give the old fucker a show."

Chrissy acted like it was just a big joke, but Jake had seen her eyes, and the way she had looked at Jessica earlier. He knew she wanted to kiss her buddy, and maybe do a lot more.

Hopefully, he thought, his lips curling into a sly smile.

"Okay..." Jessica said haltingly.

The two girls leaned across Jake, their lips meeting briefly, each giving the other a light peck. Jessica immediately recoiled, giggling.

"Ooh, that was so weird."

"Yeah, I know, right?" Chrissy replied light-heartedly.

"Jeez ladies, that wasn't much of a kiss," Jake said mockingly, needing to see this play out further.

"Wanna try again?" Chrissy asked.

"Umm... sure."

The two ladies embraced once more, this time their lips lingering together for a few seconds before they broke apart, Jessica giggling this time as well.

"Well, that was a bit better, but still not quite what I was expecting," Jake commented.

The girls moved together a third time, their lips pressing softly against each other. At one point Jessica's opened slightly, Chrissy's tongue furtively slipping between them. Jessica appeared flustered, breathing heavily. She was slowly coming around to the whole thing.

"Oh my god," she sighed, peering at her playmate.

"Mmmm, kiss me again."

Climbing over Jake, Jessica joined Chrissy on the other side of the bed. She moved her face back to the other girl's, her lips parting, Chrissy's tongue softly merging with hers. They kissed for several seconds, Chrissy holding the back of Jessica's head with her right hand, tenderly cupping her right cheek with her left. The scene was incredible, Jake now slowly masturbating.

"Fuck ladies, that is so beautiful," he whispered.

Jessica pulled a few inches away from Chrissy, who still gently held her head in her hands. Her eyes were now filled with lust as she looked at her dark haired friend, and as she spoke she sounded differently than before. She was craving more.

"Jesus Chrissy, I can't believe this is happening."

"Yeah me too," Chrissy murmured, her voice filled with desire.

The two young women kissed again, their soft lips pressed together more forcefully, tongues in each other's mouths, searching, exploring, and then attacking. Jessica's right hand trailed down Chrissy's side, reaching around to clutch her ass. For her part Chrissy still held Jessica's head in her right hand but her left had found one of Jessica's tits, gently groping it.

"Fuck Jess, I love your boobs."

"Thanks babe," Jessica whispered into Chrissy's mouth, the girls resuming their kiss.

Jake was steadily jerking off, observing the lesbian action. It felt good, his balls aching with need, but he didn't want to get off just watching and masturbating.

"Okay girls, time to give some more love to Jake."

Ending their embrace they looked at him like they were in a trance. Jessica shimmied towards him, planting her lips on his, while Chrissy swallowed his prick, bobbing up and down on the slick pole. The next several minutes went on like that: each girl taking turns sucking his cock and kissing him, or they were kissing each other, their delicate fingers giving Jake a magical hand job. Then Chrissy took the initiative, her hand moving to Jessica's pussy.

"Chrissy what are you doing?"

"Jess, I'm gonna finger you."

"Oh my god..." the blond moaned.

"Fuck yeah," Jake added.

Reclining on the bed Jessica moved her knees apart, spreading her legs just a little to make some room for Chrissy, who in turn climbed up Jessica's body. They kissed, then Chrissy licked her own index finger, lowering her hand and slipping the digit between Jessica's flowering pussy lips. The blond's body jolted as she was penetrated, a breathless expletive issuing from her tender lips.

"Oh fuck..."

The brunette began slowly finger banging her companion. Jake started jacking off again, the scene in front of him mesmerizing. Jessica's head was tilted back, her lovely blond braids tumbling towards the bed, eyes closed and soft moans emanating from her mouth. Chrissy soon added a second finger, pumping faster, trying to get her friend off. She was completely focused on bringing Jessica to orgasm, furiously plunging her index and middle fingers in and out of her sumptuous snatch, the squishing sound clearly audible. Jessica thrust her loins towards the taller girl's hand, her head rolling from side to side.

"Shit Chrissy, I'm close, so close."

"Jess, your little pussy looks so yummy, I wanna taste it."

She looked imploringly at the other girl, her shiny dark hair falling around her face, her brown eyes locked onto Jessica's big blue ones.

"Oh my god Chrissy..."

Jessica's eyes were practically bugging out, her mouth open, the lower lip quivering with arousal. Chrissy just smiled back at her, then sliding down the mattress she dropped her head towards Jessica's kitty. As her lips reached their destination her straight ebony locks came to rest around Jessica's crotch, her tongue slowly snaking towards the opening of Jessica's dripping flower, gliding between her dewy petals.

"Fuck Chrissy... fuck yes."

Jake stopped masturbating, moving to the foot of the bed. Chrissy's opulent ass was propped up as she leaned over Jessica. He could make out her labia, the meaty lips spread wide and drooping. He was ready for an orgasm, and decided he would screw her while she binged on her buddy.

"Chrissy, I'm gonna fuck you now."

"Sure Jake," she said, barely acknowledging him.

Kneeling, he took his cock in his left hand, clutching Chrissy's hip with his right to steady himself. Jake could only make out the back of her head, her face buried in Jessica's crotch, her hair strewn over her shoulders. Positioning the glans between the wet folds of her pussy lips he pressed forward, his erection burrowing its way inside her vagina. He had her attention now.

"Oh fuck," she moaned.

The situation was surreal. These two young, nubile tarts were enjoying each other in a way that before today would have been inconceivable to either of them (well at least to one of them). Jake had participated in sex acts involving multiple partners on many occasions, but this felt different. Maybe it was their ages, or that it was Jessica's first time with a girl, but whatever it was he was spellbound by what was taking place, and could feel the fabulous release of orgasmic rapture just around the bend.

Pistoning inside the brunette he grabbed a handful of her shiny locks, yanking her head away from the other girl's sex for a moment, both girls moaning incoherently. Fucking her harder, Jake reached around to fondle her bulging clit, driving Chrissy wild, her backside quivering. Lowering her mouth to Jessica's sloppy, raw vagina her tongue once more went to town, loudly slurping away.

Moments later Jake slipped his prick from Chrissy's cunt, shifting back to his blond lover. Kneeling next to her he fed his cock to her greedy mouth, the girl pumping his shaft as she gobbled him up, all the while enjoying her friend's attention. Then Chrissy added a finger inside Jessica, licking her swollen labia at the same time. Jake's golden haired princess squealed gleefully around his dick, shockwaves of delight rocketing through her body.

Voraciously sucking him off like there was no tomorrow, Jessica had brought Jake to the precipice. He could pump a load down her throat, or he could pour his seed inside Chrissy. Choosing the latter he moved back behind the brunette, submerging his cock inside her glorious, satiny sheath.

"Fuck Chrissy, I'm gonna cum soon, I'm gonna fill you up baby."

Slamming into her, he pounded the tall whore over and over, getting closer and closer to blowing his load. While he ravaged her cunt she never stopped eating her blond buddy. Suddenly Jessica's eyes grew even wider than before, her hips and ass raised, Chrissy's tongue glued to her clit, two fingers now hitting the other girl's g-spot.

Oh my fuck, I'm cumming, Chrissy you're making me cum, OH FUCKKKK!"

Jessica's body squirmed wildly, her head thrown back, her pelvis violently bucking up and down. And Chrissy, like a champ, was able to keep her mouth attached to her blond friend's juicy little button even as she also climaxed, wave after wave of pure, unadulterated pleasure coursing through both girls. Jake, overwhelmed by the display and feeling her pussy gripping his cock couldn't contain his cum any longer.

"OH SHIT!" he roared.

A billion synapses exploded at once, a mind blowing orgasm ripping through him, semen painting the inside of Chrissy's vagina. Thank heavens these two girls were on the pill, he thought, or it's likely by now they would both be pregnant. His orgasm subsiding he extracted his cock, a glob of cum oozing out and dripping onto the pretty comforter atop Jessica's bed. Flopping back onto the mattress he eyed the two sluts beside him.

Chrissy had gradually eased her oral assault, moving away from Jessica. The blond was sprawled flat on her back, her naked chest gently rising and falling. Legs spread haphazardly, her right hand obscured her face. The other girl was sitting up, one leg tucked under her, the other draped over the side of the bed. She sported a lazy, almost goofy looking grin as she casually stroked Jessica's right calf, her lips and chin glazed with her friend's juices.

"I can't fucking believe we just did that," Jessica said quietly.

"I know, wasn't it fantastic?" Chrissy replied, pleased as punch.

"I guess I'm into girls now."

"Mmmm yeah me too."

Jake laughed.

"Chrissy, you expect me to believe that you've never eaten a pussy before?" he scoffed.

"Jake, please," Chrissy replied, blushing.

"Chrissy?" Jessica said, appearing surprised by the apparent admission.

"Jeez I don't know... okay maybe I had sex with the odd girl when I was away at college."

"Oh my god, Chrissy! Why didn't you ever tell me?"

"Hey, it's not exactly an easy topic to bring up in everyday conversation. Like what would I say: 'oh by the way Jess, I don't know if you're aware, but I'm kind of into muff diving.'"

"Yeah I suppose."

"Huh. Based on what I saw today, Chrissy's had one muff in particular she's wanted to dive into for a while," Jake chimed in, smirking.

"Holy shit, is that true Chrissy?" Jessica exclaimed, her head whipping around to look at her dark haired pal.

The brunette shrugged, biting her lip, a coquettish smile on her pretty face.

"Maybe?" she replied bashfully.

"Oh my god!"

Jake chuckled, getting up from the bed.

"I guess it's been an eye opening day in a lot of ways," he said. "Anyway ladies, I have to get going."

"Aw Jake, really?"

"Yeah Jess, I've got some stuff to take care of at home."

What he left unsaid was that he wanted to be at home to take Melanie's call later. The guilt that he had felt earlier was growing into a more persistent presence. After blowing his last load inside Chrissy he had weirdly thought of his girlfriend for a few seconds, wondering what she would make of it all. Jake didn't dwell too long on the sordid thought, knowing there'd be plenty of time to deal with the repercussions of his actions. Right now what was done was done. The remorse, if any, would come later.

Leaving Jessica's bedroom he gingerly walked down the hallway then descended the marble staircase. Heading to the kitchen he eventually made his way out to the backyard. Thankful for the tall wall surrounding the property he located his swimsuit, t-shirt, and flip flops, quickly dressing then re-entering the house. Retrieving his phone from a small table near the door he saw that it was almost 4:30 pm. Melanie would usually call him around six or seven, so he relaxed a bit, knowing he had ample time.

About to call out that he was leaving, he noticed Jessica slowly coming downstairs, still completely nude. Jake's eyes never left her all the way down to the bottom, continuing to ogle the naughty nymphette as she traversed the foyer. The petite beauty stood before him, all five feet two inches of lightly bronzed perfection. He couldn't help but be smitten again, her lovely blue eyes, tiny freckles, cute pigtails and sensuous little mouth all vying for his attention. The nipples on her small, firm breasts were still swollen; a light, dewy sheen was visible on her straw colored landing strip.

Lifting herself up onto her toes she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself off the ground, Jake's hands finding her supple ass. Planting her mouth on his they shared one last kiss, her lips separating as his tongue slid between them. The younger woman and older man embraced for several seconds before he lowered her to the tile floor, Jessica's hand caressing his chest. Peering up at Jake her eyes seemed to sparkle with joy, a smile on her adorable face.

"This was great Jake," she said, still softly rubbing his upper body.

"Yeah, it was quite the day."

"I hope the first of many."

"We'll see Jess," Jake replied, his tone noncommittal.

"Look Jake, I get it. Anything long term is gonna be difficult, but my parents and Melanie won't be home for over a week. I'm thinking we should make the most of what time we have."

The look on the young girl's face was calm, yet determined. Almost smirking, her expression conveyed that she knew she was right, and she knew he was thinking the same thing. Jake had made his bed, and at some point he'd have to sleep in it, but for the next eight days he would spend as much time as possible in hers.

"Mmmm, I think that would be fabulous."

"I'm working tomorrow, but why don't you come over for dinner, say around six?"

"Yeah, I can do that," he answered, grinning. "And how about I pick up some steaks?"

"Great idea!"

"Hey uhh... what happened to your friend?"

"She fell asleep, can you believe it?" Jessica said, laughing.

"Well, say goodbye for me. And maybe she can join us a few times," Jake added suggestively as he opened the door.

"Yeah, maybe," the blond cutie replied, a grin on her face as she waved goodbye to him.

Chapter 6

After leaving Jessica, Jake went straight home. Taking a beer from the refrigerator he drank half of it, then quickly made himself a hearty, roast beef sandwich, the man famished from his day of debauchery. Sitting on the sofa he turned on the television, mindlessly surfing through channel after channel as he ate his meal and finished his lager. Exhausted he soon fell asleep, only awakened by Melanie's ring tone.

They spoke for over an hour, his beautiful partner regaling him with tales of her adventures that day. She had been surprised to discover he was once again dozing so early, Jake chalking up his fatigue to a hard day working over at Dave and Angie's. He hated lying to her, but what else could he say? And besides, it's not a complete fabrication, he thought sarcastically.

"So sweetheart, tell me again when you're coming home?" he asked.

"Nine more days. Why, do you miss me baby?" she answered, her voice teasingly seductive.

"Fuck yeah," Jake answered, not skipping a beat.

That wasn't a lie. As much as the fuck-fest with Jessica and Chrissy had been one for the ages, he really did miss his gorgeous, auburn haired girlfriend. He was in love with her in his own twisted way. Jake would never willing give her up, although his actions today had clearly put their relationship in jeopardy if she ever found out. Melanie was quite liberal when it came to sex, and it wasn't completely out of the realm of possibility that she would forgive him for straying, knowing his proclivities. However, the fact that he had screwed her arch rival made that more unlikely.

"Oh baby, I miss you too. And I miss that fabulous cock of yours."

"Jesus Mel," he said, chuckling. "Your parents might hear."

Since she had left, the two had tried to engage in phone sex a few times, each occasion being aborted due to the paper thin walls in her parents' condo, and the fact that George and her mother Roberta tended to be night owls. She didn't feel comfortable risking that they might overhear, especially her father. So it came as a surprise when Melanie started talking dirty to him.

"It's fine baby, they're not here. They went out to dinner."

"Really? Why didn't you join them?"

"Hmmm, isn't it obvious?" she purred.

"Oh you naughty girl," Jake said, his balls tingling.

Melanie suggested they FaceTime on their laptops, the two depraved soulmates beginning a torrid digital liaison. Jake had been worried that after his earlier shenanigans he might not be able to perform, but it turned out he had no problem getting it up for his voluptuous lady. He was Jake Wilson after all.

Exchanging bawdy words they began slowly, building up the sexual tension; thirty minutes later the lustful duo were full on masturbating, Jake having the foresight to get some lubricant before things got really hot and heavy. Melanie was prepared as well, having fished out a pocket sized vibrator disguised as a lipstick from her purse. Reclining on some pillows her long legs were spread obscenely wide, affording Jake a perfect view of her mostly bald pussy, a small, triangular thatch of red hair resting above her vulva. Twin mountains rose majestically from her chest, the large, buxom breasts rising and falling with each deep, rapid breath.

Jake's thick eight inches were well in hand, his fingers traversing the length of his slippery shaft, from the closely shorn base to the throbbing glans, pre-cum coalescing with the baby oil slathered across his member. He also ensured that his scrotum was well taken care of, his left hand massaging his prodigious nut sack, adding to his growing ardor. Keenly observing his better half pleasuring herself, the handsome, hung rake urged on his glamorous girl.

"Yes Mel, fuck yourself with those long fingers babe."

"Uhhh... fuck... so fucking good..." she mewled breathlessly. "Keep jerking that snake for me baby."

Watching Jake jerk off always got Melanie's motor revving. His body was aesthetically pleasing: well formed pecs easy to make out even beneath the t-shirt he still wore; powerful shoulders and biceps; strong, sinewy forearms all in perfect harmony; but his magnificent cock was the star of the show. She'd had her fair share of dicks in her day, but his topped them all. The length and girth were one thing, and impressive as they were, it was the exquisite shape she enjoyed the most; the circumcised head was beautifully symmetrical and in proportion with the shaft, which itself was a smooth, unblemished masterpiece, curving almost imperceptibly, one beautiful, throbbing vein down the left side.

Jake's balls were nothing to complain about either; his scrotum was large without being saggy, two attractive nut sacks always smoothly groomed. At the moment Melanie saw the fingers of her loving man's left hand carefully fondling them, his middle finger massaging his taint from time to time. Watching his pelvis rising and falling, right hand gliding along his slick pole, the scarlet haired goddess was entranced, Jake's performance getting her juices flowing. The sex crazed man was well aware, a trickle of white female ejaculate drizzling from her hole, the trickle gradually becoming a torrent.

"Fuck baby, you're getting so fucking creamy," he groaned, stroking his prick faster.

"Mmmm yeah baby, Mel's gonna cum hard just for you. Keep yanking your dick for me baby."

Her right leg slipped off of the mattress, hanging over the side; Melanie's left was bent at the knee, her foot arched on the bed. The tiny toy in the long digits of her left hand was set to high, the redhead pressing it into her clit while the middle and ring fingers of her other hand bludgeoned her sopping vagina. Jake's own appendage was a blur on his manhood, frenziedly pumping his meat, his balls soon to explode. Seeing her cream coated fingers he encouraged his slutty girlfriend to the heights of depravity.

"Lick your fingers baby, taste yourself."

Melanie grinned slyly at Jake, well versed in his kinks. Looking directly into the camera on her laptop and thus directly into his eyes, she brought her wet, milky fingers to her glistening lips. A long, pink tongue slithered around them, lapping up her goo, all the while the sultry vixen staring wickedly back at him, her straight tresses framing her ravishing face.

"Holy fuck Mel, I love when you fucking do that," Jake hissed.

"Mmmm, I know baby," she said, winking slyly.

Fingers returning to her cunt they sloshed around inside, scooping out some more pearly secretions. Seductively raising her hand to her mouth, this time she sucked the digits inside, teasingly pumping them in and out, her gleaming red lips sealed tight. Sliding her fingers out, her tantalizing jaws opened, some of her white essence still visible on her tongue. Melanie then began simulating a deep throat blowjob, saliva drizzling down her chin as she went wild, the intoxicating display driving Jake round the bend.

"Jesus Christ Mel, I'm gonna fucking cum," he growled, his right hand squeezing his granite like member, his left tugging on his testicles.

"FUCK BABY YES! CUM FOR ME, CUM FOR ME!" she responded deliriously, her wet fingers now furiously clenching her right tit, the tiny vibrator jammed against her throbbing jewel.

"AHHHHH FFFFUUUCKKKKKKKK!"

A seething ribbon of semen detonated from Jake's cock, shooting above him then splattering on his chest. A second followed, then a third less powerful landing on his belly; his spasming manhood continued to expel sperm for several more seconds, the baby batter coating his fingers. Jake's head tossed back and eyes closed, they shot open when he heard Melanie orgasm.

"OHHHHH FUCKKKKKKK MEEEEEEEE!"

The redhead had rolled onto her side in a fetal position, face buried in a pillow, her entire body quivering uncontrollably. A pretty hand clawed at her large, shapely ass, slapping it then digging her talons into the flesh. Jake could just make out her pussy, the heavenly hole contracting repeatedly, white ooze drizzling towards the bedsheet beneath her. Eventually coming down from the earth shattering climax she sat up on the bed, legs crossed beneath her as she tried to catch her breath.

"Oh my god Jake, I really needed that," she sighed, her eyes half closed.

"Yeah Mel, me too," Jake replied, the irony lost on him.

"Wow baby, your shirt is covered in jizz!"

"Oh shit, I forgot to take it off," he said laughing, hauling the t-shirt over his head and chucking it aside.

"Uh Jake, what are those marks on your chest?"

Glancing downward, he immediately noticed a few scratch marks, the welts not painful but clearly there. What the fuck? He thought. Confused at first, it suddenly dawned on him where they came from, recalling Jessica riding him.

"Huh? I don't know," he answered, still examining himself as he scrambled to remain casual.

"They look like scratches."

"Hmmm, yeah you're right."

"What happened?"

Melanie's expression had changed. No longer dreamily recovering from her orgasm, she was now more serious. Jake didn't think she sounded suspicious exactly, but she was definitely curious, the tone of her voice calmly communicating that she expected an answer. The wheels spinning in his head, he settled on a lie that might be convincing.

"Jeez, I don't. I was working over at Dave and Angie's earlier today, doing some gardening. I must have grazed against their rose bush."

"And you didn't feel anything?"

"Oh, you know how it is. You get really focused on what you're doing, working hard, sweating, you don't notice something like that till later."

"Huh... yeah I suppose so."

Did she sound skeptical he wondered? The story was plausible, he'd had stuff like that happen to him before. As he spoke he had maintained his composure remarkably well, giving the impression that nothing was amiss. Still, he thought he detected a hint that Melanie didn't quite buy his explanation. The opportunity to know for sure however vanished with the return of her parents.

"Oh shit, mom and dad just walked in the door! I gotta get in the shower babe, I'll call ya tomorrow," she said in haste, blowing him a kiss as she closed her laptop.

Jake logged off too, powering down his computer. Staring at the far wall of his bedroom he replayed their conversation. Was she doubtful? Not convinced she wasn't he became uneasy. If she put two and two together the shit would hit the fan. Worry getting the better of him he got out of bed. Wiping himself with a towel he threw on a pair of shorts and a fresh t-shirt, laced up his running shoes, then went for a run.

Loping briskly through his neighborhood, the quiet summer evening enveloped him in its warm caress. Hard exercise always had a soothing effect on Jake, calming any anxiety that he might be having at any given time. It was much like meditation, allowing him to centre himself, regain control of his thoughts. Focusing on his breathing and the echo of his feet slapping against the sidewalk, all other considerations melted away.

Moving beyond the boundaries of his regular route he pushed himself further, running and running. As he ran in darkness, intermittent shafts of light cast by the streetlights overhead occasionally danced around him, abstract, sometimes bizarre shadows competing for attention. He could feel his blood coursing through his body, his heart pounding, muscles straining. And still he pushed himself onward, his head down.

Almost five miles out he finally slowed, perspiration shrouding his flesh, his clothes soaking. Bent over, hands on his knees he breathed deeply, the exotic scent from a nearby clump of flowers filling his nostrils. Struck by the intoxicating odor his glance found the source, several dozen tuberose, their white petals blooming brilliantly in the dark. Jake couldn't recall ever being so mesmerized by a fragrance. Inhaling deeply he took a look around, gathering himself.

He realized he was now far from home, his surroundings somewhat alien to him. Jake had a general idea where he was, the location vaguely familiar. Possessing a good sense of direction, retracing his steps home would be comparatively easy, despite his earlier inattentiveness. Exhausted he began walking, his gaze now straight ahead, his previous consternation evaporating.

The handsome, confident roué was no longer anxious. In hindsight he was satisfied that his beautiful partner had no hunch of what he had been up to, concluding that a tinge of remorse had colored his judgement. He would continue to enjoy the sweet, carnal treat that was Jessica for the next eight days, the hedonistic pleasure far too tempting to ignore; and then he would return to his life with Melanie, his sexual interlude with the salacious, young blond a glorious reminder of how good his life was, everything working out for him in the end.

He was Jake Wilson after all.

Epilogue

Jessica walked into the kitchen. Her dainty, bare feet padding across the marble floor tiles, she went to a cupboard for a tall tumbler, her calves taut as she stretched upward reaching for it. Next going to the fridge, she filled the glass to the brim with cool water from the automatic dispenser, bringing it to her pink lips and drinking half. Refilling the tumbler she stepped over to the tall kitchen island, lowering her lovely, naked ass onto a stool. Crossing her legs she sat quietly, taking a sip of water, deep in thought.

As she had mentioned to Jake, there were eight days left until her parents would return, Melanie shortly after that. She had that much time to win over Jake, to get him to leave that bitch for her. Unbeknownst to anyone, Jessica had been more than just infatuated with fucking her beloved Uncle. She had fallen hard for him, and for the last seven months had been plotting to make him hers, no matter what it took.

Her parents' trip to Europe had been planned for quite some time, even before she had seen Jake fucking Melanie. The blond was adept at acting the ingénue, making sure they would hesitate leaving her on her own while they were away. The party she'd had in June was far from a spur of the moment event. Afterwards she had made it look good, pulling the wool over her mother's and father's eyes by covering up most of the evidence, but that condom and empty beer cans hidden in the shed weren't an accident.

She suspected that they would ask good old Uncle Jake to keep an eye on her, and she was right. With her parents out of the way she would have four weeks to seduce him. Melanie leaving on vacation was an unexpected, fortuitous happenstance, clearing the last obstacle. She thought it would be relatively straightforward, having heard the same stories about the middle aged sex machine that Chrissy had. But it turned out Jake was a tad more loyal than she thought he'd be, and more in control of his libido.

Yeah, he was a good boy for a while, but a tiger can't change his stripes, she mused.

Recrossing her sexy, tanned limbs Jessica took another drink. Chrissy entering the picture was a complication she realized, but one that she would take advantage of. Having failed at dissuading the brunette, she was confident Jake would never actually fall for her ditzy pal, even if he clearly loved putting his dick inside her. The blond schemer would use her slutty friend to sweeten the pot, make her older lover more inclined to remain with her.

The revelation of her friend's inclinations was anything but, the naughty blond having suspected for quite some time that Chrissy was into girls and into her. Despite her previous protestations to the contrary, sweet little Jessica herself had dabbled with members of her gender. Playing a straight girl going bi was a command performance for the other two, another manipulation in her arsenal. And discovering that Chrissy was a good lay was an added bonus.

Rising from her chair, Jessica crossed to the kitchen counter, depositing the glass in the sink. Continuing to deliberate on her situation she left the room, strolling down a short hallway to the stairs then tiptoeing up to the second floor.

Melanie would be the last stumbling block. It wouldn't be a simple matter to get Jake to abandon her. She knew he loved his girlfriend, despite cheating on her. And Jessica couldn't deny the redhead's maddening allure. She'd have to be patient, wait for Jake to realize where his best interests really lay, or for his cunt of a partner to find out he had strayed. To that end she had laid the groundwork, purposely digging her beautifully manicured, crimson fingernails into his chest, hopefully scarring him for at least a little while.

There were also the video recordings from the security cameras that her parents had installed outside before they left. They hadn't told Jake about them, Jessica curious as to why. Regardless, she had successfully hacked into the system, ensuring that her mom and dad would never see what had happened, but Jessica would have a copy of her own to use as she saw fit. And of course there was the nanny cam she had secretly hidden in her room. No doubt that would also provide some vivid masturbation material for her, and perhaps other applications as well, the possibilities endless.

Reaching the landing, the devilish blond made her way to her bedroom. Chrissy was still snoozing, her willowy legs akimbo, dark hair tumbling around her head, her upper body hidden beneath the comforter. Jessica surreptitiously made a detour to her own ensuite bathroom. Sitting on the toilet, a wonderfully satisfying stream of golden pee poured from her bladder, tickling her urethra as it exited. Glancing to her right she spied her birth control pills where she had left them on the counter.

If all else fails I suppose there's always the nuclear option, she thought.

Hearing Chrissy stir she wiped her genitals with a tissue then stood. Washing her hands Jessica returned to the other room, climbing into bed with her dark haired companion, the naked, blond pixie lying on her side. The other girl's eyes slowly opened, her pretty head pivoting to look at her friend now beside her.

"Hey babe, whatcha doin'?" she asked sleepily.

"Hmmm, just thinking."

"What about?"

"The future," Jessica replied, a knowing smile forming on her lips.