Well That Wasn't a Wasted Weekend

Jace was sitting in the back of the minivan as he and his friends drove up the coast to the beach house they were meant to be partying at that weekend. Beach house was a misnomer; it was closer to a mansion from what he'd been told. He wondered why he had agreed to come but then reminded himself. It would piss off Caitlin to no end. She had recently dumped him for the guy whose house they were going to. Quite unceremoniously as well, she had done it over text, it was a really classy move. As much as it had stung his pride, their relationship wasn't going to have made the distance. As beautiful as Caitlin was she had a character issue, in that she didn't have one. He asked her out because he found her attractive in the beginning, as he got to know her he found her vapid, boring, dim witted and somewhat spiteful. She hadn't been amazing in bed either.

He did his best to treat her well, but had been too cowardly to break it off. So it had been a relief that she had ended it. It just would have been nice if she had not been screwing another guy before she did. She had been forced to invite him so as not to fall afoul of their friend group, in light of her recent actions. Part of him thought they just wanted some drama for their entertainment.

After a while they pulled up at the beach house. They parked up and started retrieving their bags out the back. Caitlin and her new beau Tyler walked out to greet them and usher them inside. He politely greeted them both staying civil as Caitlin draped herself over Tyler as he tried to crush his hand during the handshake. Caitlin was the cliche California blonde similar to Tyler who was a dirty blonde and just as tanned. If Jace still felt anything for Caitlin, seeing them together might have riled him, but he just couldn't bring himself to care. They carried their bags in and claimed the various rooms.

Jace freshened himself up and checked himself out in the mirror. His dark chestnut curls were shiny, smooth and his tan was coming along creating a nice contrast with his light green eyes. Average height, his weightlifting and diet had paid off, he had decent musculature and his abs were defined. He was feeling pretty good about himself. No need for a shirt, just sun cream by the pool. He changed into his swim shorts and headed down.

When headed out not everyone was there yet. He picked a lounger, grabbed a drink, smeared himself in suncream, put on his sunglasses and browsed a book on his phone. Others soon wandered out and sat by the pool. Eventually Tyler and Caitlin as well, Caitlin was wearing a ridiculously tiny bikini that barely covered her slender toned body. She had never worn anything like that when they were together, was she that keen to impress Tyler? Everyone parked on loungers chatting idly in the Sun, when another person came out.

She was dressed in a shapeless baggy white linen kaftan style dress. It gave her the appearance of being chunky, she paired it with a large sunhat. She was pale as snow, her face was cute, with freckles and a set of big blue eyes. She walked over to Tyler and sat herself in the lounger next to his, much to Caitlin's chagrin.

She spoke with an English accent. "Tyler take a photo of me and post it on the family WhatsApp so Mum and Steven believe I'm out here having fun."

Tyler obliged her, he pulled out his phone. She pulled a wide joyous grin and stuck up two thumbs, immediately dropping them when the photo was taken.

"Okay, that should help create the illusion. I'll leave you to it." She said.

Tyler spoke in a mocking tone.

"Or you could just hang out with us, instead of retreating to a dark corner like a mole person B. Everyone this is my stepsister B, B everyone."

B half heartedly waved at everyone.

"I'd hate to bring down the party mood."

Caitlin chimed in a bit of venom in her voice.

"Yeah, if she doesn't want to be here, let her just go!"

Tyler ignored Caitlin.

"B just stay down for a bit or I won't post anything on WhatsApp."

B relented.

"Fine, I'll stay for a bit."

Jace watched the whole interaction with intrigue. He had heard that tone from Caitlin before, when she thought other girls were a threat somehow. How was B a threat to her?

Caitlin bristled. B adjusted her hat and a torrent of thick ginger curls fell out down to the small of her back.

Caitlin commented on it. Venom still in her voice.

"Oh B, you've got big frizzy ginger hair like that Disney princess, the one that's all butch and also had that accent. What was her name?"

"Merida?" B answered, ignoring the insults.

"Yeah, you are exactly like her."

"Uhh... not really... She's scottish." B explained.

"Isn't the same thing?" Caitlin scoffed.

B gave her a withering look. Her voice taking on a facetious hint.

"No, I'm English. The Scots have their own nation, culture and history. Whilst making that mistake will make you look like a fool. Calling a Scot, English will potentially earn you a punch in the face."

"God! Who actually cares about that?" She imperiously asked rhetorically.

"The Scots apparently." Jace jibed.

"Urhhh, shut up Jace!" Caitlin snapped.

Jace raised his glass with a grin.

It got a smile from B.

Caitlin barked another question at B.

"What's B even short for?"

Tyler answered for her.

"Boudica."

Caitlin snorted with derision.

"What kind of name is that?"

B didn't rise to the disrespect.

"She was an ancient English queen who found numerous ways to tell the Romans to go fuck themselves. My mother chose it hoping I'd embody the same spirit when dealing with arseholes."

Tyler chuckled.

"Yes, your two bit gold digging whore of a mother."

Jace was kind of shocked. That seemed so out of pocket. Such a dickish thing to say.

B didn't take the bait. She affected an easygoing sarcastic tone.

"Now, now Tyler, she's a HIGH CLASS gold digging whore, get it right. Besides I fully know and understand where your resentment comes from. It's why you fill the void in your soul with superficial relationships you can discard on a whim. Instead of finding a good therapist."

Tyler scoffed, clearly used to this kind of verbal jab. Whilst Caitlin became irate.

"What the fuck did you just say!?"

B wore a smile.

"Nothing for you to worry your empty head about, flavour of the month."

Caitlin lost it and shoved B into the pool. Her anger dissipated a little when she saw all the disapproving stares pointed her way. B immediately broke the surface and swam to the edge. As she started to pull herself up Jace saw her dress had become see through. He realised she wasn't chunky, she was thick in all the best ways. Her breasts were large, along with her hips, thighs and butt, whilst her waist was tiny. As she got out of the pool dripping wet her dress clung to her tightly, all the guys at the pool were gawking at her.

Yet the hungriest looking was Tyler, he looked like a feral animal waiting to pounce. Caitlin saw this too. So that's why she saw B as a threat. Tyler felt that way about his own stepsister? He wondered if B was aware?

B wrung out her hair and picked her sunhat out of the pool.

She put on her easy going sarcastic tone again.

"Thank you Caitlin, it was so nice of you to help me cool off. Because that's the aura you give off, someone who is so nice, thoughtful and in no way cripplingly insecure."

"Fucking bitch!" Caitlin spat.

"Ah, thank you." B mockingly bowed. "I'm going to go have a shower now, to rinse off the chlorine before my hair genuinely resembles Merida's."

As she finished and walked inside Jace had to struggle to keep in his laughter. B was something, he understood why Tyler was attracted to her even if she was his stepsister. Perhaps that was part of the charm, so close yet so untouchable.

The afternoon rolled by into evening sitting by the pool overlooking the private beach. As the sun started to set people began making their way inside to shower and change. Jace made his way down to the open plan kitchen/living room and made himself a drink. Aside from B's appearance at the pool, he wasn't really enjoying himself at this getaway. At least the booze was top shelf. The others started making their way downstairs and Jace found himself playing bartender. Then Caitlin and Tyler came down. Caitlin visibly stiffened when Tyler shouted upstairs for B.

"B if you don't come down, I'll tell your Mom that you spent the whole weekend being antisocial!"

"Fine!" B huffed.

She ambled downstairs in a hoodie, t-shirt, comfy drawstring jogging bottoms and plimsolls. She had clearly no desire to dress to impress. She wandered to the kitchen and started to make herself a drink.

Jace sidled up and tried to start a conversation.

"No offense B, but you don't seem happy to be here?"

"Because I'm not, neither do you frankly." She retorted.

Jace held out his hand for a shake. Which she took.

"Jace is the name... you're right I'm not. Caitlin is my ex..."

A flash of recognition went through her eyes.

"My condolences... for what Caitlin and Tyler did, and my sympathy for your clearly terrible taste in women."

Jace laughed.

"I can safely say I've been immunised against her type now. What about you?"

Her easy-going sarcastic tone came out.

"My mum and stepfather hate me being the introvert that I am, so forcing me to hang out with Tyler and his friends is clearly the best solution. So Tyler is loving having this power over me while he can. I can't wait until summer is over and I can go back to Uni in England."

"What do you study?" He asked.

"History, you?"

"Pre-med."

She chuckled. "Makes a difference from the finance bros who usually hang around Tyler."

"How long have you guys been stepsiblings?"

"About four years, our parents got married when we were 16."

"I guess Tyler must still be salty about it considering how he referred to your Mom earlier?"

She rolled her eyes.

"Pfft... when you come from obscene wealth like him, anyone with less of it, is clearly only after the money. It's projection... let's just say it's an apt description for his own mother. Who has had no interest in him since his Dad's divorce settlement. As I said earlier, guy needs to find himself a therapist."

She threw him a cheeky smile.

"What about you? Any family drama or trauma you feel like sharing?"

He grinned and shrugged. "Sorry, no drama and all my family are happy and emotionally healthy."

Her tone became mocking yet friendly.

"Ooooh, somebody's bragging. You lucky, lucky, bastard."

He chuckled.

"Even if they weren't there's some good stuff here I could drown my sorrows into. Would it be awful or hilarious to make a 'Dirty Bitch' with a '62 Mackellen?"

She laughed.

"Or using this Tequila which I think goes for $200 a bottle, to make an absolutely 'Filthy Bitch'."

She belly laughed. Jace saw Tyler stare daggers at him.

She continued riffing with him.

"I think we also have the stuff to make some 'Naked and Famous', 'Between the Sheets' and sloe berry gin to have a 'Sloe Comfortable Screw On The Beach'!"

He gave her a flirtatious smile.

"I like the sound of that last one, shall we enjoy one together later?"

She giggled.

"Easy tiger, besides I think the sand would get everywhere."

He acted faux shocked.

"Oh that wasn't what I meant at all. I would never be so forward. Tut, Tut, Tut, such a filthy mind."

He gave her a winning smile. She gave him a wry one in return.

Tyler who'd been watching this exchange was furious. He kept it masked though.

"Yo! Let's have a game of beer-pong! Jace you game?"

"Oh... uh... sure." Jace felt pressured to accept when all eyes fell upon him.

"Let's make it interesting, the loser has to do a forfeit." Tyler declared.

Jace hesitated.

"Do we have to? I'm sure the game is fun enough on its own."

His friends booed him until he relented and accepted.

B was concerned about where this was going. Tyler was weirdly good at beer-pong, she was convinced whatever the forfeit was it was going to be some way for Tyler to be a dick as per usual.

Tyler went first and sank a ball. Forcing Jace to drink. Jace missed every other shot. Tyler quickly sank every shot and won.

"Looks like you have to do a forfeit Jace." He sneered. Everyone except B cheered egging Tyler on.

"Go and collect a seashell from the waterline, wearing nothing but a towel."

The crowd jeered. "Do it! Do it!"

Jace felt himself cave to the pressure.

He wrapped himself in a towel and stripped down. He slipped out the pool door and ran down to the beach, even in the dark it didn't take him long to find a shell. He walked back, everyone was pressed against the window watching him. As he opened the poolside door Tyler jumped out and whipped the towel from him. Jace immediately covered his genitals with his hands before Tyler shoved him outside and locked the door.

Jace stood there shocked as all his 'friends' pulled out their phones and started recording.

"Tyler, man, this isn't funny. Unlock the door and give the towel back!" Jace demanded, feeling flustered and on the verge of humiliation.

"Nah, dude this is hilarious, just remove your hands and strike a pose. Make it good and I'll unlock the door." Tyler mocked him.

"No! Tyler! Let me in!" Jace Yelled.

Tyler smiled maliciously. "You're staying out there until you flash everyone. Smile for the camera."

B cut in. "Tyler if you want to explore your closeted homosexuality, you could find less dickish ways to add to your spank bank!" With a deeply unimpressed expression.

"That's not what this is! He lost the game, he needs to do his forfeit!"

B ignored him and moved to unlock the door. Tyler grabbed her and stopped her. Jace couldn't take this anymore so ran into the darkness along the beach.

B snapped at Tyler. "You are being such an arsehole!"

Caitlin butted in. "You're such a killjoy B, it's just a bit of fun. Jace needs to loosen up."

Tyler let go of B and everyone else sat down. B huffed, Tyler turned his attention away believing he had won. B grabbed a set of keys from one of the kitchen drawers, she set about gathering up all Jace's things and made her way to the pool door. Tyler's attention snapped back to her.

"If you take that shit out to him I'm locking you out as well!" Tyler yelled.

B just laughed. "Tyler, you're so predictable. That's why I grabbed the pool house keys."

She demonstrably jangled them.

His face darkened.

"Caitlin I hope it doesn't hurt too much when Tyler dumps you soon, he is an emotionally stunted prick who gets bored easily. Fuck you all very much and goodnight!"

She slammed the door behind her and walked down to the beach. She switched on the torch on her phone to look for Jace.

Jace saw a light coming towards him on the beach and panicked; he started to jog away but tripped over a lounger. He lay there winded as the torch approached and shone over him. He tried to cover his junk again and heard a giggle.

"Nice cock."

"B?"

"Yeah, I've got your clothes and stuff, here." She placed them on the lounger and turned off the torch.

He picked himself up and started putting his clothes back on.

"Thank you, has Tyler stopped being a dick?"

"No, he's locked us both out, but I have the keys to the pool house. Steve's buddy, Dave was living there but he's moved out. Think the fridge was pretty well stocked. You're welcome to come chill with me." She offered.

"Gladly."

They walked to the pool house and let themselves in. Jace took it in, it was pretty luxurious. It had an enormous wide-screen TV and a ridiculously large couch dug into the floor, big enough for a party to veg out on. Jace walked over to the kitchenette and examined the contents of the fridge. Some bottles of wine and various snacks, he grabbed some wine and popped it open. He took a large swig, he looked round and B was foraging in one of the drawers, she made a victorious noise when she found what she was looking for. She pulled out a large box and opened it, giving him a mischievous smile.

"Do you partake?" She held up a baggie of weed.

"Sometimes, how often for you?"

"Not a lot, but tonight it calls to me. Want to join?"

He nodded. She started rolling and switched on the TV.

"Now for a vital question? What do you want to watch? Something simple but dumb or something visually spectacular?" She grinned.

He exaggeratedly acted like it was a deep and poignant question.

"That is the question, does one watch a piece of cinema that is a tour de force of beauty trying to accurately depict the complexity of the human condition? Or something that has a load of fart jokes and a guy being hit in the balls? It's Sophie's choice!" He smiled.

She chuckled.

"'Hot Fuzz' it is then."

She selected the movie and set it playing. The pair of them laid on the floor couch, passing the wine and the joint between them. After several tokes Jace felt relaxed enough to ask B a potentially awkward question.

"B, were you aware that Tyler clearly has a thing for you?"

Upon asking he doubted himself, this could make the atmosphere tense if she was weirded out.

Surprisingly she wasn't.

"Yeah, he's been as subtle about it as a brick to the face. I wouldn't be surprised if he saw us chatting and his primitive vindictive mind decided to punish you for it. Sorry about that."

"No worries, you came to my rescue with pants." He chuckled.

"He's such a wanker, it wouldn't surprise me if he was hoping for me to get conveniently 'stuck' somewhere."

Jace almost spat out his wine. She flashed a cheeky smile.

"Probably makes up most of his porn folder."

He laughed.

"Hundreds of Gigabytes!" He joked

They both laughed hard.

"You know, if you want to easily piss him off tomorrow. Just imply we slept together. I don't mind." She offered

"You're happy to take the rap without doing the crime?" His smile was mischievous.

She raised an eyebrow and wryly smiled.

"What are you suggesting?"

He kept his smile. "Perhaps we should just make out for a bit, then I can be completely honest in the morning."

"You only want to make out?" She kept her eyebrow raised.

"If that's all you're happy to do?" He grinned.

"Alright." She said with a flirtatious smirk.

They put the joint and the wine to the side.

He leaned over and gently brushed his lips against hers before kissing. Softly at first before slowly escalating to parting her soft lips. He teased his tongue against hers, delighting when she caressed his in return. He ran his hand up her neck, feeling the warmth of her skin as he wrapped his fingers through her silken ginger hair. Using his grip to deepen the kiss. She ran her hands across his chest, clearly enjoying the firmness of his muscles. He let her explore for a while, liking her touch. He dared to place his free hand on her stomach before slipping it under her shirt and trailing it up. He grasped her large breast over the bra at first, trying to gauge her reaction. When she offered no protest, he slipped his hand in her bra and touched her breast directly. Large as his hand was, her breast was too large to fit in it and he loved it. He feathered his fingers over her nipple making it harden and couldn't resist giving it a gentle pinch as he rolled his fingers over it. She gave him a quiet moan encouraging him.

He pulled up her shirt and pushed her bra over her breasts, exposing them to his gaze. Large creamy white with light pink nipples. After savouring the view he recommenced the kiss, now placing his hands on both breasts, grasping them. He tweaked her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, filled with success when she pushed her breasts into his hands.

She moved her hand down his chest, over his stomach and gently squeezed her hand around his hardened bulge. Running her fingers along the stiff length trapped in his trousers. She sent tingles through him as she did.

He broke off the kiss, ran his lips down her neck before moving his head down to her nipple and sucking it, rolling the hard bud around his tongue. He guided the now spare hand down her stomach and underneath her waistband. Looking up to see her face filled with eager anticipation before he did. He kept going, smoothing his fingers through a small patch of hair before he felt her pussy lips. They were already slick and wet, he groaned around her nipple. He stroked his fingers up and down, exploring at first. He tentatively grazed his fingers across her clit, gently pulling back the hood and started lightly tracing circles around it. She cried out and started mewling, unconsciously trying to close her legs because of his touch. Jace was immensely aroused by this, it didn't take long for him to want to take this further. He removed his mouth from her breast with a satisfying pop. He made eye contact and asked practically growling with desire.

"Can I suck on your pussy?"

She nodded.

That was all he needed. He pulled off her underwear, jogging bottoms and tore off her plimsolls, throwing them to the side. He drove his face between her legs and ate her pussy like a starving man presented with a meal. He slurped his tongue up and down her folds, sampling her taste and relishing her moans. He poked his tongue inside her then licked his way up to her throbbing needy clit and kissed it like he kissed her mouth. She mewled again, running her hands through his hair and gently gripping it. He was ready for her inevitable desire to clamp her thighs around his head and pinned her legs apart with his hands as he pressed his lips around her sensitive nub. She twitched her hips and tried to jerk her legs together, but Jace had them firmly secured. He smirked as he sucked her clit especially when it wasn't long before she started bucking her hips in his face. She panted as the pleasure his tongue gave her spread through her body.

He adjusted one of his arms and ran his fingers across her nether lips, gently teasing her entrance before slipping a digit inside. He probed, trying to find the exact location of her sweet spot. He kept easing around his finger within, when heard her squeal. Jackpot. He slipped another finger in and relentlessly teased that spot, pumping his fingers in and out of her. He added flicking his tongue on her clit to the barrage of sensation he was inflicting on her. He kept this up and eventually felt her trembling beneath him.

She clamped down on his fingers, her insides spasming. Her whole body tensed and she silently screamed. She went slack, her large breasts heaving with her heavy panting breaths. Jace pulled his fingers out of her pussy and withdrew his lips from her clit. The way she had squeezed on his fingers... god, he hoped she would let him fuck her.

He sat up, looked at her flushed face and asked.

"Did that feel good?" He purred.

She met his eyes and gave him a wry smile.

"You're asking like you don't know, of course it did."

He grinned.

"Yeah... but I wanted to hear you say it."

She rolled her eyes, keeping her wry smile.

"Did you want to do anything else?" He asked, trying to sound sultry and suppress how excited he felt.

"Do you have any condoms?" She asked coquettishly.

"Plural... nice. But no." Disappointment filled him.

"Let me check something."

She got up and started rifling through one of the drawers. After a minute or two she pulled out a pack of condoms.

"Would these fit you?" She enquired.

"Thank you Dave!" He declared, hands reaching into the air.

She laughed, tossed it to Jace which he caught, then came back to join him. She pulled off her hoodie, shirt and bra tossing them to the side. Now fully nude before him. She reached over and grasped the hem of his shirt pulling it over his head. Liking the sight of his bare chest. She ran her hands down to his waistband and unfastened his trousers, he helped her bring them down, laying on his back as she pulled them past his thighs and soon off entirely once she removed his shoes.

As he lay there in his boxer briefs, she asked.

"Aren't you going to take those off for me."

He slowly drew them down watching as her eyes became glued to his cock when it sprang free, he quickly pulled them down his legs and tossed them to the side. B approached him, bringing her face close to his, she gave him a kiss before moving further down. She trailed her lips down his chest, briefly taking a nipple in her mouth and giving it a gentle nip before continuing. She reached his cock. She lightly grasped it in one hand, giving it a couple of strokes before running her tongue along the underside, all the way up to the tip and gave it a kiss making eye contact as she did. Jace trembled slightly, that had been so hot. She kissed the tip again before parting her lips and taking his head in her mouth, tenderly sucking.

She bobbed her head up and down. She barely took half of him in but it was sufficient, as Jace melted in her hot, wet mouth. He was tempted to let her continue, as amazing as it felt. But he wanted to fuck her, he wanted to bury himself between her legs in her pussy. He delicately placed a hand on her cheek.

"That's okay, that's enough."

She pulled her mouth away from his cock with a wet pop noise.

"Is something wrong?" She asked with concern.

"No nothing is wrong, I just want to be deep inside you when I come." He said hungrily.

She bit her lip, she reached over for a condom, she opened the wrapper and slid it down his length.

She pushed him back onto the cushions and she straddled him. She stroked him against her entrance and sank down on his cock. Lowering herself until their hips met and he was fully sheathed inside her. Both of them sighed and groaned. She rocked her hips, putting her hands on his thighs behind her. She wrapped his hands around her large, soft squeezable buttocks, guiding the movement of her hips. She ground into him, moaning as her breasts gently bounced with the motion. Jace was mesmerised by the view, her riding him and her magnificent tits.

He started thrusting up into her, encouraging her to bounce rather than roll her hips. She understood and she moved her hands to his shoulders as her new anchor. He slid his hands to her hips and helped her slide and bounce along his cock. The increased pace caused her to groan and bite her lower lip. She enthusiastically drove her hips down onto him, gazing at his face. He was starting to pant, his eyes becoming half lidded as he looked up at her. He was a perfect fit for her insides, just right. Large enough to consistently rub all the right spots but not so large it hurt. She squeezed around him as she felt herself growing close again. His hips were pushing her to her peak. He slid one of his hands over, his fingers brushing her clit causing her to quiver. Watching her tremble as she squeezed him was euphoric, but he wasn't as close as she was, the condom's fault. But watching her come around his cock would be a memory he could cherish.

As if she was answering his wish, she squealed and her internal muscles crushed down on his cock. Causing him to groan and hiss air through his teeth. As she stayed there panting still impaled upon him, he rolled them so she was underneath him with his arms next to her shoulders. He leaned down and kissed her, deeply before lightly grinding his hips into her. He nuzzled his lips against her neck. He was gentle enough that despite her sensitivity after coming, it felt good instead of uncomfortable. After a few minutes like this he purred in her ear.

"Can I go harder?"

"... Yes." She breathily permitted it.

He drew his hips back and slammed them inside. He kept going and she groaned beneath him, wrapping her limbs around him as he drove himself inside deep and hard. The room filled with the sounds of their hips slapping and her pussy greedily swallowing his cock. He moved his knees up to astride her hips pushing them into an angle he could penetrate her deeper. He fucked her harder and she started to squeal and whimper. She soon began to shake and squeeze around him as pleasurable jolts ran up her spine and down to her toes. Her back arched, her toes curled and she clamped around Jace as a tsunami of ecstasy flooded through her. The world went white and she screamed. As she clamped around him Jace was sent over the edge, his muscles tensed, shocks of rapture shot through him as he came with B's pussy tightly gripping him. He grunted and groaned as his balls flooded the condom. His body went limp and he collapsed on top of B.

They both lay there panting, waiting for their breathing to return to normal. Jace enjoyed remaining buried inside her even with the condom. He withdrew himself and rolled to the side, he sprawled out, stroking his fingers on the back of B's hand.

She turned to him.

She ran her hand across his chest.

He placed his hand on her waist.

She breathily whispered.

"That was..." She giggled, grinning at him.

"... Yeah!" He agreed. Returning her grin.

He pulled off the condom, tied a knot and threw it away.

B started lightly massaging his still half-hard cock. Ever so gently, but it was still a bit too sensitive to be touched.

He softly grasped her hand.

"Not quite yet, wait a bit and I will be good to go."

She smiled.

"What shall we do while we wait?" She asked coyly.

He looked up at the TV.

"Looks like Simon Pegg and Nick Frost are about to have the village shootout..."

"Possibly the best part of the film." Turning her attention to it as well.

They watched the finale of the film. Jace kept sneaking glances at B's naked body. His sensitivity was fading and blood flow returned to his dick. By the time the credits rolled he was back at full mast. B had noticed as well, giving him an inviting look.

He made eye contact and asked with a flirtatious smile.

"Round 2?"

B nodded.

He leaned across and kissed her needfully, brushing her cheek with a thumb and grasping his hand around her ass.

He broke off the kiss.

"Would you mind rolling onto your front and spreading your legs for me?" He purred.

She complied. Rolling over and parting her legs so her nether lips were visible. He reached to the side of the couch and grabbed another condom. Tearing the packet and smoothing it down his length. He moved over to B and began kneading her ass beneath his hands before grazing his fingers down to her folds. He coated his fingers in her wetness before easing them inside. She sighed, parting her mouth. He loved how she felt like silk. He pulled them out and fondled her clit, softly flicking his fingers over it. She moaned, looking back at him, biting her lip and wiggling her hips in invitation.

He flashed a mischievous smile before mounting her. He put his legs on each side of hers and one hand above her shoulder. He teased her by rubbing his tip against her entrance, occasionally making it seem like he was about to enter before returning to rubbing. She groaned in frustration.

He chuckled before angling his cock and thrusting it deep inside in one stroke. B yelped as his hips slapped against her ass. He gently feathered his hand against her throat and quietly growled in her ear.

"Did you like that? Should I fuck you hard and deep?"

"Yes!" She whimpered.

He drew back his hips and slammed them into her and kept doing it. He relished the feeling of smashing his hips into her cushy, juicy ass as he sheathed himself fully inside her. Her moans were music to his ears, beyond aroused that she probably couldn't hold them in if she tried.

"Raise your hips!" He ordered.

She lifted them, he shoved a cushion under her. Altering the angle at which he fucked her, putting more pressure on that sweet spot inside. He ground into it as he pounded her. The moans she was letting out became so loud. He sucked on her earlobe and groaned. She reached back and ran her hand through his hair as her other one was placed on the hand he had gently touching her throat.

When she started to instinctively squeeze him he removed his hand from her throat. She grasped a nearby cushion, balling her fist up in it, grasping her other hand around his supporting arm. He snaked his hand from her throat down the side of her ribs before sliding it under her hips between the cushion. He brushed his fingers against her clit, he barely needed to move them, the way he was slamming his hips against her ass jerked her into them. She began to whine and shake her hips, digging her nails into his arm. It barely bothered him, he was determined to make her come like this, he wanted to make her scream again. Even as he felt his own legs and hips begin to shake as he bottomed out inside her. Her shaking had spread to her moans.

"Are... you going... to come?" He growled.

"... Y-yeeessss!" She whined.

"Say... my name... when you... do!" He commanded in grunts and growls.

She'd never been fucked like this before. All that mattered was her pussy, being pounded with the pleasure he was driving inside her. Her peak was so close and promising to be magnificent. She wanted him to force her to her apex, in this moment she was his. She felt an enormous eruption of ecstacy within her. She clamped down on Jace, her whole body tensing and spasming. Her vision went white and she screamed.

"JACE!"

He surged over the edge. His balls tightened and gushed as she spasmed. A lightning bolt ran up his spine, his legs turned to jelly and he melted on top of her.

He struggled to take in air for a moment, when he could breathe, he pulled out of her. He pulled off the condom, tied a knot in it and tossed it in the same direction as the other. He moved to check on B, she had fallen asleep. Part of him was proud of his achievement. He rolled her onto her back, then grabbed a nearby blanket. He pulled it onto the pair of them and went to sleep himself.

The next morning he was awoken by the sunlight peeking through the blinds. In the night B had curled herself up to him, he was hesitant to move and risk waking her... but he needed the bathroom. He sat up, got off the couch, B stirred. He found the toilet and emptied his bladder, feeling relief as he did. He shook it dry, washed his hands and walked back out. B was awake and sat up.

She smiled at him.

"Good morning." She stretched her arms. "Treating me to a view?" She eyed his still nude form.

He chuckled. "Good morning to you too." His eyes descended to her breasts.

"What's the time?" She yawned.

Jace sat at the edge of the sofa and checked his phone.

"10:30."

She put on a sad pout. "That's a shame, it's not that long until your lift leaves."

"Yes... very disappointing... Would you maybe want to meet up again?"

"Pass me your phone." She held out her hand and he gave it over.

She tapped into the screen and handed it back.

"You've got my number now. Let's arrange a date. I'm sure the next time we meet up will involve less embarrassment and public nudity."

Jace chuckled.

"That's how most of my first dates go."

She raised an eyebrow and wore a wry smile.

"Kidding... Or am I?"

She laughed.

"Well, you can use the shower first, there's clean towels. I'm going to stay here and nap a bit more. I'm a delicate English rose and you exhausted me last night."

He beamed.

"Yeah I did, and you are so welcome!"

She rolled her eyes with a smile. She lay her head back down on the cushion and pulled the blanket back over.

He picked up his spent condoms and threw them in the trash before hopping in the shower.

The hot water felt glorious. After soaping and rinsing he stepped out and dried himself. When he went back out to grab his clothes B was already asleep. He dressed himself and went back to the main house. When he walked in, most were so hungover they didn't notice him. He ascended the stairs to grab his stuff from the room he didn't use and went back down. He had timed it so people were putting stuff back in the minivan out front. As he added his things to the pile Tyler appeared saying goodbye to everyone. When people were getting into the van Tyler pulled him to the side.

"Hey Jace, people thought I should apologise for last night. So I'm sorry that you got upset and weren't able to see the humour in the forfeit." He said smugly.

A perfect example of a non-apology, Jace thought.

"It's fine Tyler. I had a relaxing walk on the beach, enjoyed the breeze, got to crash on the pool house couch..."

Tyler dumbly nodded along, not really focussing on what Jace was saying.

"... finished my night balls-deep in B."

Tyler snapped to attention.

"Wait, What?!" He barked.

Caitlin sauntered over.

"What are you two talking about?" She enquired in a friendly manner.

Jace answered with a shit eating grin.

"Tyler was just apologising for last night..."

His eyes snapped back to Tyler.

"... He really regrets it now."

Tyler was quietly fuming.

Caitlin gushed.

"Aww, that's so good of you Tyler"

Jace kept his grin.

"Yeah, Tyler. It was SO GOOD!"

Caitlin gave him an odd look.

"Well, thank you for your hospitality. I had a great time, but I think everyone wants to hit the road. See ya."

He climbed into the van and they hit the road.

As Jace sat there he was sure of two things.

Firstly he needed to find better friends.

Secondly he needed to call B and arrange that date. The thought brought a smile to his face.

End