Getting Closer with Jake

My heart was racing as I tried desperately to catch my breath.

I heard her come in the house but then my ears were filled with my own heartbeat, adrenaline surging to the point where I felt I was about to pass out. I put both hands on the stairway railing to stabilize myself, holding me up more than I realized would be necessary. I somehow broke from my frozen state. I sprinted the rest of the stairs, through the bedroom to the bath. In one move I opened the door to my closet while gripping the door frame to make the turn. My red suede Stilletos flung from my feet, quickly replaced with beige slippers that hid the red nail polish. I slipped one arm through the sleeve of my longer terrycloth robe. It was the only thing I could think to wear at the moment. It hid the black lace bra and matching thong. The thong I had just moved back to the center from being pulled so far to the side. It would absorb some of the previous fun. The robe would be thick enough to catch the rest. I hoped so at least. I grabbed a makeup pad. With my back to the door I got as much off as possible.

She had pulled her car in the garage, getting home hours before her usual office schedule allowed. She walked into the bathroom, passing me as my robe hid the truth of what happened earlier. I didn't understand. It was like she made a beeline to me. She unzipped her dress as she passed my closet door and went into her closet. Her dress slipped off her shoulders, falling to the floor. She didn't make eye contact with me. She didn't even look at me. Wtf?

I was still freaking the fuck out, fighting to hear over my own panicked thoughts. She came out of her closet dressed in sweats. A dark grey set that hid the dull underwear she insisted on wearing. She looks at me talking about a canceled meeting. Thinking I'll know what she's talking about she explains how someone moved it to tomorrow because of such and such, etc.

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For the last week or two things had been building up for me. I was showered, shaved and dressed every day right after she left the house. Every time she left for work I was changed. Yesterday Jake messaged. It sent my head spinning. I couldn't think about anything without my mind immediately thinking about him. The need to feel him had overtaken everything. He was available sometime after noon. There was no hesitation when I accepted. In fact my mind was still thinking 'ooh he wants me!' even after my fingers had responded yes to him.

She left for work later than usual but it wasn't an issue. I had a couple hours to get ready. I wasted no time cleaning up and changing into something making me feel sexy. Well slutty would be more accurate. Starting naked after showering, I pulled on fishnets and a contrasting garter belt. Tucking my little penis back, my lace thong and bra came next along with a gold necklace and earrings. Makeup and my straight blonde bobbed wig was next. I took a moment to admire my transformation before heading back downstairs. Thirty minutes in the kitchen and the dishwasher was set and running everything else cleaned and put away. I was tired of the stockings so they came off.

Noon arrived so I took the hint and opened a bottle of chardonnay. I sat at the kitchen bar scrolling through a few foodie posts, waiting patiently for Jake.

DING DONG.

The doorbell announced his arrival. I hadn't heard his car pull up. Unlike last time I was rushing to the door to let him in. He knew who I was and I was grateful for his acceptance.

"Hi." I said opening the door fully to show off hoping he would enjoy it. I felt the cold air flow in across my body.

He smiled and my heart raced. The cold feeling ceased. He stepped in pulling me to him. His hand on my lower back felt strong and firm yet caring. His face came to mine and paused. Our eyes met as we were so close. Our noses brushed ever so lightly as I looked up into his eyes. His head tilted slightly. My eyes closed when I felt his lips on mine. I heard the door close behind us as he pushed firmly on my lips. My lips parted automatically when touched by his tongue. I welcomed it meeting my own. We kissed for several minutes in the foyer. It was a feeling I would enjoy unendingly given the chance. Our tongues danced with me taking every opportunity to suck on his. He would push his in firmly and I would swirl mine around it like I wanted to do to his cock.

All to quickly he pulled away.

"I'd like a drink." He said, walking to the living room.

Straight to the kitchen, I took my favorite drink glass, a crystal old-fashioned glass, and added ice. I poured a double-shot of a rum he mentioned in one of our conversations. I took a can of soda from the fridge to top it off. I picked up my wine and delivered his drink. I sat next to him as we each sipped. He wasted no time after drinking half of his rum. His hand pulled my legs apart and pushed up to my undies. His fingers darted between my cheeks dislodging my little penis. My thong held it down enough while his fingers explored. Quickly I let out a moan. My ass automatically lifted, sliding my body down a bit. He kissed me again while wiggling his finger over my hole. Fuck it felt so good. Submitted fully to his touch. I was shocked when he pulled his hand away.

His other hand retrieved his drink from the table while his dirty hand moved to my face. He finished his drink while he rubbed the finger that came straight from my butt on my lips. My tongue darted out without a thought. It swirled around his finger before he pushed it in my mouth. I sucked and licked until he pulled his hand back. It went straight to my hole again this time using my saliva to lube it's entering me. Fuck it felt even better.

His thick finger was half in when he stopped.

He glanced at his empty drink, then back to me. Without a second thought I stood and picked up his glass. His finger stayed in me, actually feeling like it pushed in a bit further as he helped me stand. His finger pulled out on my first step to the kitchen. So disappointing but I knew it would be back in me.

I served his fresh drink to him, sitting close again, aching for his touch. I didn't have to wait. His hand was already moving up my leg. His finger slipped into me, pumping in twice before he pulled it out. He took a sip of his drink with his clean hand before putting his other finger to my lips again. I sucked it then tried to leave as much saliva on it when he moved it back to my ass. He slipped it in, all the way this time. My head leaned back as he gently fucked me with it.

Again it was over to soon. He sat back, looking at me. There was no question what he wanted when our eyes met. I swiftly moved my now empty ass around so I was on my knees on the floor. I loosened his belt and unbuttoned his pants. I felt his cock push forward now that just his boxers were holding it. He lifted himself so I could pull his pants off I pulled his boxers down next revealing his gorgeous eight inch cock.

"Fuck, you're big." I said, barely realizing it was out loud. I stared at it while I pulled off his shoes, pants and boxers. It was the second time I have seen it but it's still memorizing. I reached up to lift his shirt. He let me take it off. Fully naked he was so hot. I kissed his shoulder, working my way down to his nipple, continuing down past his stomach. My lips moved through his trimmed hair to the base of his cock. His head laid back when my lips finally rested on it.

My lips parted further and I put my tongue on his base. I moved down, taking each ball separately into my mouth. I heard him moaning approval so my hand started exploring his ass. I found his hole and started to massage it with a finger. I firmly licked up his cock to the head. I took it in my mouth, slowly going down on it until it pushed against the back of my mouth. I pushed further, opening and feeling it entering my throat. His entire cock was engulfed. I held it as long as I could, moving my tongue a bit. My eyes were closed as I pulled back to take a breath. I knew he would be recording me again. I opened my eyes, looking straight towards where his face would be from me and finding his phone. I couldn't help a little smile as my eyes met the lens. As much of a smile as I could manage with his cock still being held with my lips.

I closed my eyes again as I took his cock down my throat. I started a rhythm that allowed me to have enough air while taking his cock as deep as possible. At the top just my lips touched the head. I was able to close my jaw without my teeth touching him. I opened a little, making contact then with my tongue. I moved my tongue gently around the head before taking it further. I pushed my tongue firmly to his cock. Sliding my head down, keeping my tongue pressed to him, I heard his moans as he pushed back into me.

For some of the time I made eye contact with his camera lens. Until he set it down. It was propped up to still catch me in action. I wanted him to get the best show possible. I looked him in the eyes as much as I could. When he was balls deep in my face all I could see was his skin in front of me. When I pulled back I was sure to meet his gaze. His cock was so amazing. Feeling the soft skin slid on my lips and tongue, tasting his precum start as he was more and more worked up. I started getting more worked up too. My little penis became so hard that even one little move caused my thong to shift, rubbing the lace over me. Each time I had to concentrate on the cock in my mouth, blocking my little one out of my thoughts.

I felt he was getting close to cumming when he put his head back. No longer able to meet his eyes, I increased my effort to get him off. I moved a bit faster, keeping the tip of my tongue pressed firmly to him. He started moving faster to meet my movements. His moans were loud enough I thought a neighbor might hear. I worked faster and harder. He started thrusting hard enough that I almost didn't have to move. I somehow managed to get the tube of lube open and some on my finger. I found his asshole. I slipped one finger in up to the first knuckle. Hardly anything but it was so warm and tight. I cupped his balls with my other hand.

It pushed him over the edge.

I put my lips on the head. I deep throated him one more time then pulled back to feel it grow even more against my lips. My hand felt his balls tightening so I moved it to his shaft. His cum exploded in my mouth. It hit the back of my throat. His cock continued to throb and shoot cum over my tongue. I gently stroked and massaged his shaft with my hand working as much cum out as he had. I enjoyed every moment of it until he was spent.

I carefully licked the last drops of cum from him being careful not to tease the head. When there was no more I stood, bending forward to pick up his drink and hand it to him.

"Thank you." he said.

"For the drink or head?" I responded.

"Both" he smiled as he said it.

He put his drink to his lips as I kneeled again, putting my lips on his cock. I was careful to avoid touching the head of his cock. I just wanted him hard again so he could fuck me. I rubbed the shaft with my lips and tongue, occasionally taking his balls into my mouth. The salty sweat built up from his day tasted wonderful.

"Brianne." he called me. I looked at him.

"Yes."

"Look here." He pointed at the lens on his phone. I did.

"What do you want right now?" he asked.

"I want you to fuck me."

"To fuck you..." he said.

"Yes. Please fuck me."

He paused without saying anything.

"Please fuck me. Please fuck my ass." I said, making eye contact with his phone the entire time. "I need to feel your cock filling my. Please, I need it badly!"

"Are you ready for me?" he asked.

I reached out to retrieve the tube again. I pulled my thong to the side and squirted some into me. I quickly moved up from the floor, kneeling next to him on the sofa. I squirted some on his cock. I straddled him before he could say anything though I noticed he wasn't holding his phone anymore. I didn't see it anywhere. I realized I didn't actually care. I think I was checking to be sure he was recording. It had been so hot watching it back.

I checked that my thong was still to the side before lowering myself to his cock. I didn't have to move far before it touched my cheek. I reached down directing his cock to my entrance. I lowered myself just a little to feel the head make contact. I had one hand on the back of the sofa for balance. My other hand was on his chest. I felt his pec flex as I slid my hand lower. Feeling the hair on his chest was so hot. My hand slid over it as I crossed over to his nipple. I heard him moan when I gently pinched and rolled his nipple between my fingers. I put my lips on his neck, kissing it and moving to his shoulder while lowering myself enough just to take the head of his cock inside.

Fuck, his cock felt good. It stretched me a bit but I knew what was next. I kissed him on the lips, sucking his bottom lip and taking it between my teeth. I dropped an inch further onto him. I waited there for as long as I could. My legs were burning, holding me until I could adjust to his girth. My legs gave out and I slowly slid down onto him. I finally was full.

Fuck, his cock was really filling me. I was sitting on his lap, impaled on his cock. My asshole was stretched to accommodate him. His lips still on mine and my hand on his chest. It's the most satisfied I've ever felt and it's just starting.

I kissed and sucked his neck and shoulder as I started lifting myself up and then back down. His cock was so hard in me. I felt every detail of it as he slipped in and out. I put my hands on his chest and proceeded to stroke his cock with my ass.

It was more than just his cock fucking me. I felt so slutty. Slutty Brianne. Slutty Brianne was taking a big cock. A big thick cock that felt amazing. His moans brought me back to the present. I rode his cock faster. I felt him meeting me with the thrust of his cock. Every downstroke he pushed back. His cock pushed into me taking over my senses. I rode his cock faster until he grabbed my hips, holding me onto him so hard I couldn't move.

I thought he would be cumming but I didn't feel it. His cock gigantic and firm, filling me but not throbbing, no moans, his balls still relaxed when I reached back. My legs burned again as I started to grind on his cock. He stopped me, lifting me up so I stood. He stood then turned me away. He brought me around the end of the sofa, then pushed me forward and down just enough to get the hint what he wanted. I layed over the arm of the sofa on my stomach. My ass up in the air as he stepped between my legs.

He aligned the head of his cock with my hole. He mercilessly pushed fully into me.

"Oh Fuck" I blurted out. His balls slapped me and I started cumming. The longest orgasm I've ever felt. He didn't stop and I knew he could feel it, my orgasm pulsing around his cock. It went on. I kept oozing my own cum on the couch. He fucked me hard and fast and non-stop while my orgasm subsided. I could hear his balls slap me. I wanted it slower so it would last a while longer. But he was hitting my spot perfectly so I shoved my face into the cushion. The cushion muffled me some until I started moaning louder with each thrust. It was uncontrollable. I bit the cushion, trying to control myself.

I felt his sweat drip on me. It landed on my back and my ass. His hands dug into my hips. He held me firmly, pounding my ass with his fat cock. His balls slapped harder as his pace increased. He slapped my ass cheek so hard I yelped. I started to turn my head to look at him when he thrust thrust in again. It knocked me off balance a bit. He thrust me into again.

Suddenly he stopped. His cock buried deep in me. He pulled me tight to him with one hand as he reached down with the other. I felt him forcefully grab my little balls. He squeezed them as he pulled his cock nearly out. He pulled my balls, let go and then slapped them. It hurt and I started to scream out but he slammed his cock back in. It made me cum as hard as before. Tears came to my eyes as my orgasm took over my body. I felt my ass grip his cock. It sent him over the edge too.

"Oh Fuck!" he almost yelled, "I'm going to CUM!"

"Ohhh, yeah baby. Give it to me. Cum in me Please! Oh Fuck make me your bitch again!! Do it! " I responded.

"Take my cum you fucking slut, Oh fuck Oh Fuck Oh Fuck! Ohh, Ohhh, Ohhhh, Aaahhhhhhh! Cumslut You Take it!" he yelled out.

I felt him cumming as he slammed hard into my ass one last time. It felt like his cock doubled as it throbbed and pulsed. His pelvis pushed harder to my cheeks as his body shook from his second orgasm.

He leaned forward laying on my back. His hot body and sweaty chest felt so good on me. I wanted it to last forever. It was physically less than comfortable but so comforting to feel. The immense satisfaction of holding his cum and feeling his body on me was nothing short of amazing.

The feeling wasn't to last. I was shocked into awareness by the sound of the garage door opener running. Jake heard it too and stood quickly. His cock abruptly slipped out leaving a trail of his cum on my thigh. I stood, reaching for the closest throw pillow, I placed it over my cum. Luckily it was mostly between the arm and the cushion. He dressed as I ran to and up the stairs. I was lucky I hadn't been wearing anything else that I may have taken off and left there. Halfway up the stairs I heard the back door of the house slam. I froze even knowing it was Jake leaving.

Within a second I heard the door to the garage open.

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I couldn't believe how close it was. I had survived. Later that night I messaged Jake. I thanked him first for the experience and explained what happened after he left. Then he explained he had parked around the corner. He waited a bit before driving since he had those drinks. He sent the updated link to the private site with the videos and pictures. I waited a few days before watching it. Reliving it was so hot. To watch him fuck me like that was mind blowing.

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This was the second close call I experienced with Jake. Our first time is chronicled in Signature Required, and we got together often after this.