Early Saturday morning, the mattress shifted, causing Jenny to wake. She opened her eyes and raised her head off the pillow and watched the naked ass of her latest fling as he walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. “Fucking tequila,” she moaned as she put her face into her pillow, ashamed of herself, angry that she had been weak, again.
It had been almost two years since she had been widowed due to a horrible accident on the freeway that ran through town. Over the past few months, her loneliness had become so bad that she began to frequent a local bar. Occasionally, such as last night, she’d drink too much, and allow herself to go too far and invite someone home with her.
“What the hell is his name?” she asked herself. Hearing the toilet flush, she raised her head again, looking toward the bathroom door.
“Hello beautiful!” her latest conquest said cheerily, stopping to take in the luscious curves of the beautiful redhead that lay before him. “How about we have a little early morning delight?” he asked, flirting with her.
“Look, whatever your name is, that is not going to happen. Let’s just call it what it was; you got laid, I got laid, yay us,” she snapped at him. “I need you to get the fuck out of my house, now, you got that?”
“Damn, baby, that’s kind of cold. You know my car is at the bar, right?” he replied
“So uber, asshole, and don’t call me baby. Get dressed and get out, now!” she ordered, her anger building. She pulled the sheet over her naked body and watched him pull his clothes on. He opened his phone and started to get a ride lined up. Without a word, he walked out of her room.
She waited until she heard the front door open and close behind him. Once she knew she was alone, she laid her head on her pillow again and began to sob uncontrollably.
******
Later that morning, Jenny sat on the front porch on the slide swing she had gotten from her grandmother; she loved to sit outside and read when she could. She’d showered away last night’s mistake and was wearing some old, comfortable jeans, and one of the flannel shirts she’d kept when she gave away her late husband’s clothes. It made her miss him less, she could smell him when she wore it. Since she had no intention of being around anyone for the rest of the day, she had decided not to put a bra on and had tied the tails of the shirt just under her breast without fastening a button. Her lovely globes were cradled and presented nicely.
As she read her book, trying to get immersed in it, a loud, obnoxious beeping noise pulled her out of it. Looking up and toward the street, she discovered the source. A moving truck was backing down the driveway of the house next to hers. Being curious about who the new owner was, she set the book down next to her on the cushion. Thank God, the house finally sold, she thought to herself.
***
Bill slowly backed the truck toward his new home. It had been a long eight months and he was happy to be through the storm. Since he had caught his wife cheating with her boss in their bed, he had not had a moment’s peace until last week when the divorce was finalized. He brought the moving van to a stop and turned the engine off. Taking in a deep breath, he sat in silence, contemplating the moment.
“Look forward, not backward, home, at last,” he said to himself. He opened the truck door and jumped out, slamming the door behind him. He froze in place; sitting on the porch of the house next to him was a stunningly beautiful woman, her wavy red hair flowing down over her shoulders.
“Oh my god,” he whispered to himself.
***
The truck came to a stop in front of the garage, and a nice-looking man, about forty, Jenny surmised, jumped out of the cab and slammed the door. He was standing just twenty feet from her in his driveway. “Hey neighbor!” she said in a welcoming tone. My, he is a good-looking man, she thought.
“Hello, and a good morning to you, neighbor!” he replied. He started for the porch, “My name’s Bill, Bill Johnson,” he said as he held his hand out.
“Well, I’m Jenny, Jenny Parker, nice to meet you, Bill,” she said softly, standing to shake his hand. When their hands met, both felt it; a bolt of electricity shot through them. “Oh my,” Jenny whispered.
“What’s that?” Bill asked not hearing her whisper.
“Oh, um, it was nothing,” Jenny replied, sitting and inviting him to sit beside her on the swing. “Glad to have someone finally buy the house, it was on the market too long.”
Bill could not help but take in the view of her loosely cradled breasts; her cleavage was in full view.
“Well, it wasn’t easy extricating myself from my marriage,” Bill chuckled. “If I’d known such a beautiful woman would be my neighbor, I’d have been here much sooner,” he flirted.
“Well, how sweet,” Jenny replied. “Please forgive my clothes, I just threw something on after my shower,” she told him.
“I like your choice of attire if you don’t mind my saying,” Bill replied. You ass, what are you thinking? he scolded himself.
“Oh my, you are a flirt, aren’t you,” Jenny blushed.
“Uh, Jenny, please forgive me for being so forward, but I mean it, you’re a sight for these tired eyes,” he smiled. “It’s just that I am finally free from the last eight months, and right out of the gate I meet an angel that is living right next to me. I hope you’ll not hold that against me, I could not be more pleased to have met you this morning.” Bill apologized.
“Well, since you put it that way, I’ll give you a pass, this time,” Jenny chuckled. She felt her cheeks flush. She was taken by this guy. She hadn’t felt this way in a long time. She had noticed how nicely he filled out his shirt. She also noticed the word “Coach” embroidered on it.
The two were snapped back into the real world when a lifted 4-wheel drive pickup truck squealed tires as it pulled into the driveway with four loud young men in the back. “Hey Coach, we’re here!” one yelled from the back of the truck.
“Yeah, I figured that out, Jimmy! You are less than subtle,” Bill laughed.
“Um, who are these young men? They look like a handful,” Jenny laughed.
“These are some seniors from my football team,” he told her.
“Oh, that explains your shirt,” she smiled.
“Yeah, I’m the new coach for the high school football team, just transferred with the move. Hope to see you at the games,” he told her.
“Well, I am not a big sports fan, but now, with my hunk of a new neighbor being the coach, I just may have to take it up,” she replied, flirting back.
“Well then, this is my lucky day. A gorgeous neighbor, and my first fan of the season to boot,” he smiled.
“Alright men, get started. The boxes are marked with the room they go in, I will be right there, hit it!” he ordered.
The pickup emptied quickly and they ran to the truck to begin unloading it.
“Wow, they respect you. I am impressed,” Jenny observed.
“Well, most of it is because of this shirt, but they are a good group of kids, we might have a really good team this year,” he said proudly.
“You seem pretty close to them with being the new coach and all,” she noted.
“Yeah, been working hard on getting past the new coach thing, we are doing well at bonding. It is very important that we make this transition quickly,” he told her. “Better get over there before they get into trouble.”
“Yeah, I think you’re right,” she giggled. Her stomach was knotted up with nerves, she liked this guy even though she had just met him. She looked down, then mustering up some nerves, she looked back up at him.
“Bill, um, do you have any dinner plans?” she asked pensively, brushing some loose hair off her face, her eyes locked on his.
“Figured I hit the burger joint down at the mall once I get everything into the house, you know, being moving day and all. Why do you ask?” he replied.
Jenny took a deep breath, “well, I hope it is not being too forward, but I’d like, I mean, if you wanted, I would like to invite you over for dinner, maybe spaghetti?” she answered, nearly passing out with nerves, her hands clasped in her lap.
“Wow, are you kidding? I’d love it!” he beamed.
“Good, I am glad, see you at say, seven o’clock?” asked.
“Deal, thank you! I can’t wait,” he told her as he headed off the porch.
“Oh, my,” Jenny sighed happily as she watched Bill disappear into the house. Her heart was much lighter than earlier. “Things might be looking up,” she smiled, standing and heading inside to start getting things ready for her date.
******
Jenny looked at her phone that was sitting on the vanity to check the time: “five o’clock, time to start cooking,” she whispered to herself.
She took one last look at herself in the mirror, she’d spent a lot of time making herself presentable. “Shower, shave… everywhere, make-up, hair, and the dress…perfect. Not too much, but enough,” she smiled to herself. Turning off the bathroom light, she grabbed her phone and headed to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
Bill threw the empty pizza boxes and soda cans into a large trash bag and took it to the garage. “The boys did a good job,” he said to himself as he walked back into the kitchen. All the boxes were unpacked, and the furniture was assembled and where it would likely stay. “Good job, indeed,” he repeated as he looked at his watch. “Five o’clock, time to get moving,” he said to himself, a large smile forming on his face. “It’s been so long since I’ve been on a date, or with a woman, hope I know how to act,” he chuckled and headed to the bathroom to wash all the moving dirt and sweat away. “I got a date!” he chuckled again.
One hour later Bill headed out of the driveway in his F-150 pickup truck heading to the mall. “Flowers, and some wine, red I think,” he said to himself as he turned up the radio. It was a good day, his first day of freedom and he was feeling good. “And I got a date!” he said to himself, a broad grin forming, fingers tapping on the steering wheel in time with the George Strait song “I can still make Cheyenne,” that was playing on the radio.
Jenny lit the candles on the dining room table and turned the lights down low. Romantic, she thought to herself. “Alexa, play soft jazz radio!” she commanded the speaker on the counter. Instantly soft jazz started playing. “Now, all we need is Bill,” she smiled. The doorbell rang as if right on cue. “That’s a good sign, seven o’clock sharp,” she said as she headed for the door.
Opening the door, she found Bill hiding behind a dozen long-stem red roses and a grocery bag. “Hello, beautiful,” she heard him say from behind the flowers.
“Oh my gosh, you didn’t have to do that, they’re simply beautiful,” she said softly, her heart swelling. She took them from him and gave him a soft peck on the cheek. “This was so thoughtful, it’s been a long time since someone has given me flowers, thank you,” she whispered into his ear.
“Well, you’re welcome. I couldn’t come empty-handed after your generous offer. So, a rose, for a rose,” he replied. “And I brought us some wine as well, figured we could sample some before we eat, you know, break the ice and maybe get to know each other, what do you think?” he asked, holding up one of the bottles, a boyish grin on his face.
“Oh, I think I need to keep an eye on you, you could be dangerous. You might have a good idea,” she admitted as she led him into the house.
“Awesome, just show me where the corkscrew is hiding!” Bill offered as he shut the door behind them.
“Follow me, I need to get these beautiful roses in some water, they are gorgeous!” Jenny told him. “The corkscrew is right there in that drawer,” she said, pointing her elbow at the utensil drawer.
Jenny placed the bouquet in a vase with water and placed the flowers on the table along with the candles. “Very nice,” she said.
“Yes, they are,” Bill said softly as he stood beside Jenny, his hand finding the small of her back.
“Oh, hello there,” Jenny smiled, finding comfort in his tender touch.
“Hello, care for some wine, pretty lady?” he asked as his hand moved around to her hip, giving it a gentle squeeze.
“Yes, I’d like that. I’m very happy you’re here, really,” she whispered as she moved to pull out her chair.
“Oh, allow me,” Bill said, pulling it out for her and pushing it back once she had sat down.
“Oh my, you are such a gentleman,” she giggled. “Thank you, kind sir.”
Bill poured both glasses full, placing one in front of Jenny, and sitting in the adjacent chair, holding up the glass, “to new neighbors, and good friends, I hope,” he said in a toast.
“Yes, friends sounds nice, cheers!” Jenny added cheerfully.
After taking a drink, Bill put his hand on top of Jenny’s hand. “So, Bill Johnson, thirty-nine, married ten years, divorce papers signed ten days ago,” he rattled off, his eyes never leaving hers.
“Oh, we’re doing that,” Jenny giggled. “Well, ok, Jenny Parker, um widowed nearly two years ago. Twenty-nine was married for five years. Procurement manager at the factory on Ellis Parkway,” she replied.
“I am so sorry to hear about your husband passing I had no idea,” Bill told her, gently squeezing her hand. “Here’s to his memory,” he said, raising his glass again.
Jenny’s eyes welled up with tears, “oh, that is so kind, thank you for not making it awkward,” she said as she clinked glasses and took a drink.
“Seems like we are both looking for a safe place,” Bill said softly. “I can’t help but believe now, that my buying that house is more than a coincidence.”
“I am so glad you’re here, Bill. I felt something today right away with you, I can’t explain it, but you may be right, bigger powers might be a play here,” Jenny replied, looking deep into his eyes.
“Yeah, something like that,” Bill said, gently lifting her chin with his finger and kissing her passionately.
Jenny moaned softly and melted into the kiss. She placed her hand on the back of his neck and returned the kiss, pulling them together, the kiss turning smoldering hot.
Bill broke the kiss and opened his eyes, finding Jenny frozen with her eyes still shut. Slowly she opened them, her face was flushed as was your chest. “Wow,” she whispered, looking down, then looking back into Bill’s eyes. “Did you feel that?” she asked him, needing him to say something.
“Are you kidding me, of course, I did!” he replied, his head spinning.
“Um, should we, I mean, do you want to eat now?” Jenny stammered knowing she had no interest in food now; her heart was racing, and her body was electrified.
“No, no I think I have a better idea, dance with me?” he asked, standing and holding his hand out for her to take.
“Oh, what a wonderful idea,” she whispered, taking his hand as he pulled her up into a soft hug.
“Yeah, every now and then I get lucky and have a good one,” he teased. “Alexa, play George Strait, The Chair,” he said loudly, his eyes never leaving her piercing blue eyes.
“Oh, another George fan,” she giggled as the song began to play. “I love this song,” Jenny whispered as she put her arms up and around Bill’s neck, laying her head on his shoulder, and feeling his hands fall to her hips. Nice cologne, she thought to herself as she closed her eyes.
The two melted into one as they slowly swayed and spun allowing the music to whisp them into a daze, aware of only each other and the bond that was growing.
Sometime after the music stopped playing, Bill stopped moving, snapping Jenny back to reality. He lifted her chin and kissed her passionately. Jenny responded with equal neediness, moaning into the kiss, pushing her tongue into her mouth to twirl with his, leaving no doubt of her feelings or how she was feeling.
Bill’s hands dropped to Jenny’s ass, cupping both cheeks as he pulled her against his hardening cock causing a lusty moan to escape as they kissed. She followed suit and dropped her hands to his athletic ass, pulling him against her mound, and grinding on him.
Suddenly, Jenny broke the kiss, moving her head back and looking into Bill’s eyes, “I want you, but if we do this, you better be ready to go all the way, understand? If you’re going to hit it and quit it, then leave now. I am done with meaningless, got it?” she asked.
Bill’s eyes remained locked on Jenny’s as he carefully thought about his response. He was still raw from his divorce, never expected this, and he wanted to not screw this up, “I’m not interested in a one-time thing,” he told her before kissing her. “I didn’t expect this, wasn’t ready for you, but thank God you’re here. In answer to your question, I’m not going anywhere, all I need to know is what you’d like me to cook you for breakfast,” he assured her.
Jenny kissed him lovingly, her heart began to beat faster from his words, relaxing her. “Pancakes,” she whispered. “Now, where were we?” she asked with a mischievous smile.
“Well, you were about to lose your dress,” Bill replied as he reached behind her neck finding the zipper on her summer dress and pulling it down to the middle of her back. He pulled it off her shoulders and let it fall into a pile at her feet. Immediately he undid her bra letting her pull her arms out of it, then tossing it on the floor.
Jenny grabbed the bottom of Bill’s shirt and raised it over his head, tossing it to the floor. “There, now we’re both topless,” she giggled before undoing his trousers and letting them fall down his legs. She grabbed his thick cock through his boxers, “Mm, now who’s a lucky girl?” she smiled. She leaned down and kissed one of his nipples, then she bit it and sucked on it before dropping to her knees, hooking her thumbs in the band of his boxers and pulling them down his legs, leaving them on his feet as she licked the mushroom head on Bills thick cock.
Bill worked his fingers into Jenny’s red locks, throwing his head back and groaning as she pushed her mouth onto his cock and began to bob up and down it, her tongue rubbing the sensitive skin under his cock head, creating suction as she worked it. Her hands moved to his ass cheeks to pull him closer to her as she fucked him with her mouth. She pushed her mouth onto his cock, gagging before she gave one last push and felt the head of his cock go into her throat. Bill moaned, holding her head in place until she pushed back and off his cock.
“Oh my god, that was amazing,” Bill moaned as he pulled Jenny to her feet. The two locked into a sensual kiss, tongues twirling. Bill pinched both of Jenny’s nipples and gave them a twist and a tug before he leaned down and sucked them into his mouth one at a time.
As he sucked on Jenny’s tits, he hooked his thumbs into the thin band of her green thong, easing it over her hips before pulling the tiny triangle off her wet pussy, and dragging it below her knees, then letting it fall to the floor. He could smell her musky arousal as he admired her well-groomed pussy, a thin landing strip being the only pubic hair on her. “Nice trim job,” he said before leaning in and dragging his tongue across her outer lips, raking in her arousal.
“Oh, god that feels good,” Jenny whispered.
“Tastes good too,” Bill replied before standing and taking her hand. He kissed her, sharing her arousal by pushing his tongue inside her mouth, and twirling it over hers.
“Mmm, yum,” she whispered.
Bill took her hand and led her to the sectional in the living room, pushing her onto her back. Without a word, he slid down between her legs, opening them wide. Slowly he began kissing up her thighs starting at the inside of her knees and peppered kisses on each leg.
“Oh my god, oh yes, please,” Jenny begged. She so loved to have her pussy eaten, and it had been so long. She started kneading her breasts, rolling her nipples between her fingers as her new lover stoked the fire in her core.
Bill teased Jenny as he made his way to her pussy, kissing and nipping at her inner thighs. He hooked his hand under her knees and pushed them up toward her and opened them wide, leaving them hanging in the air. He took in the lovely sight of her pussy blooming like a flower. He could see her arousal had dripped down over her pink wrinkle. Leaning in, he licked her asshole then dragged his tongue slowly up through her slit causing Jenny to moan lustfully, her hips beginning to buck some.
Jenny had been transported to another realm, one of total desire and bliss, her fire raging. “Oh, oh…my…God!” she moaned loudly as her magnificent lover sucked her throbbing clit into his mouth and began sucking on it like an orange slice, milking all the juice he could get out of it. Her core began to rage, her legs started to quiver slightly, and she could feel a sheen of sweat over her chest and torso. Her hands instinctively moved to his head, pulling his face into her needy pussy, pulling hard enough to cut off his air supply.
Bill smiled to himself, he knew she was raging out of control; her thighs quivering against his face as he worked her clit like a starving man, the starving man that he was, so in need of this. As her legs quivered harder, and her hips bucked more, he inserted two fingers into her flaming pussy and began to stroke her G spot causing a guttural, slutty moan to escape her mouth.
Jenny trashed at the hands, rather at the mouth, of her lover, losing all control, knowing she would soon explode. She had never been this crazed from oral, Bill had taken her to a new place. Her mouth opened but no sound came out. She rolled her head back just as her eyes were rolling back into their sockets, she felt it building.
Bill knew it was time, his lover had lost all control of her body, and her legs were clamping onto his face. He extended his pinky as his hand was on the backstroke and with his next plunge into Jenny’s flaming pussy, he rammed the pinky into her asshole.
Everything went white, Jenny clamped down on Bill’s pinky with her ass ring, tightened her belly, and let loose with the most intense orgasm of her life, splattering her expert lover with what felt like gallons of girl cum, “fuck, fuck! Fuck!” she screamed as the demon orgasm washed over her, collapsing back onto the cushion as wave after wave of orgasm crashed.
Bill took his mouth off of Jenny’s spasming pussy, her tiny cock like clit standing proud. He smiled proudly at his job well done. He was pleased with himself, but he had needs of his own. It had been a long time since he had made love, and he had never, in all of his years, felt like he felt right now. He knew this woman was special, she had gotten under his skin deeply already and he needed her more than he had ever needed anyone. He moved on top of Jenny, not giving her time to recover, and drove his achingly hard cock inside her, balls deep, with one thrust. With his desire for her, and the need to release driving him, he began to fuck Jenny like a wild man, grunting with each urgent thrust; he knew he was out of control, but he could do nothing to tame the beast.
Jenny was caught off guard by Bill’s actions, but quickly adjusted, holding her legs back as far as she could, surrendering herself to him, knowing she was giving more than just a welcoming pussy for him to use, she was giving herself to him fully. Never had she felt more like a woman than he had already made her feel in this short time. And now, with his animalistic taking of her, she knew, she felt it happen, she was his.
Thrust after deep, hard thrust, he took her. Bill felt he was having an out-of-body experience as if he was witnessing this animalistic fucking. On one hand, he was surprised by how urgently, how roughly he was taking this woman, this wonderful woman. On the other hand, he knew it was his desire and need for her that was making him act this way. His being recognized what was happening, how these two lost souls, perfect for each other, had found each other, and this could not be held back. They were one, physically at this moment, but more importantly, their souls had joined.
Jenny was lost in the moment, she did not know how long Bill had been taking her, but after what seemed like hours, as her second orgasm was building, his urgency increased, and she knew he was close. Her legs began to quiver again as she held them back and open them for him. His animalistic grunts fed the already raging fire she had for him, never had she felt so aroused, so connected to a lover, as right now. Bill tensed up and thrust deeply into her. She felt his hot seed flood her womb causing her to shudder, and cum with him, grunting loudly as she did.
Bill collapsed onto Jenny, she let her legs fall around him as they both came down from their climax. He kissed her cheek.
“Amazing. What have you done to me?” he whispered into her ear.
Jenny smiled, tears filling her eyes. “Um, I think you did that, mister, and it was amazing,” she chuckled.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right, sorry, not sorry,” he replied, chuckling with her. “Hey, I’m hungry all of the sudden,” he added.
“Yes, I think we’ve had a very nice appetizer, but I could use some food too,” she told him.
******
Bill sat in his boxers at the dinner table and filled Jenny’s wine glass again with the last of the wine. Jenny sat next to him wearing only his shirt, “thank you, lover,” she said softly still in the afterglow of their lovemaking.
“You’re welcome, lover,” he replied. His mind and heart were working overtime trying to manage this unexpected thing, this miracle of all miracles that he had found just this morning when he moved into his new home. An angel, a real, “by God” angel, had entered his life. He held his glass up again. He looked lovingly into Jenny’s eyes, “here’s to miracles,” he said.
“Oh, how perfect, yes indeed, to miracles,” she answered before drinking. She grabbed Bill’s hand and squeezed as she kissed him lovingly. “Where have you been, my love,” she whispered, shocking herself. Where in the hell did that come from? she thought.
“I told you; I got here as quick as I could,” he replied softly, returning her kiss.
“You have no idea how happy I am that you did. It’s like you knew I was here and that I needed you,” Jenny whispered, almost afraid to open herself up so much to him, afraid to tell him how she felt, after just a day of knowing him.
“Finding an angel, my angel, here…someone or something is working this,” Bill replied.
Jenny squeezed his hand. “I think you’re right. Now eat before you make me cry,” she told him.
The two began to eat their warmed-up spaghetti dinner in silence. After nearly finishing her meal, Jenny broke the silence first, “eat it all, you’re going to need your energy,” she told him.
“Oh really? Sounds like the wine talking,” Bill replied with a chuckle.
Jenny looked into his eyes, “I’ve never had such a wonderful lover, you’re amazing. I’m sorry, but I keep running it over and over again in my head,” she told him before looking down at her plate.
“I am sorry for getting so, um, urgent with you. I don’t know how to explain what I was feeling,” Bill confessed.
“Don’t apologize, it was perfect, it had an amazing effect on me, you have no idea. Oh, and before that, when you, you know, went down on me. Can I tell you something?” she asked.
“Certainly, please,” Bill replied.
“Well, first, I love that, and oh my God, nobody ever did that to me as good as you did, I am still tingling from it. And at the end, when you, um, well when you pushed your finger in my ass, fuck! I never had that happen, you know, back there. I have to tell you, I loved it, a lot!” she whispered.
“Well, I am glad you did, that is always risky, especially with someone new. Anal play can be amazing if you do it right. I am glad you were not insulted or turned off by it,” Bill replied.
“Oh no, complete the opposite. I would like to, um try you know, all the way back there, with you.” Jenny admitted, her face reddened with embarrassment.
“Wow, are you serious? That is more than making love, it’s, well it’s naughty and kinky. It is not for everyone, and I don’t want you to feel like I don’t respect you, or anything like that,” he explained.
“No, I already trust you, hell, I already feel so close to you, it would make me happy to experience it the first time with you, teach me?” she asked softly, her stomach twisting a bit from the conversation.
“Well, I think we found out what a bottle of wine will do to you,” Bill chuckled. He stood and collected the dishes from the table and put them in the sink. “Come on, let’s take this conversation into the bedroom, what do you say?” he said as he held his hand out for Jenny to take.
“I thought you’d never ask,” she replied, taking his hand as he helped her stand.
“I sure do like my shirt on you much better than on me,” he told her.
“I like it too, not sure you’re going to get it back,” she giggled.
“I can live with that, so where am I taking you, anyway?” he asked as they walked out of the dining room.
“Around the corner to the left, you’ll see it,” she told him, loving how he was leading her, holding her hand like they had been together for a while.
Bill led her through the bedroom door that opened into the master suite, “nice bed, king-sized, room to maneuver,” he chuckled.
“Yes, but you’ve already shown you don’t need a lot of room to, um, work your magic,” she told him, squeezing his hand.
“Yeah, let’s see how things go with all this room,” he agreed, grabbing the bottom of his shirt and lifting it, “arms up!” he ordered.
Jenny instantly raised her arms over her head so he could remove the shirt. “God, I love your tits,” he smiled as he threw the shirt on the floor. He pulled her to him, her breasts pressed against his chest, kissing her deeply. He pulled back, and locked eyes with her, “you sure about this? One last chance to rethink it,” he said to her.
“Oh, yes, I’m sure. I’m a little nervous, but you’ve already won me over, you’re such an amazing lover,” she whispered back, kissing his neck, and laying her head on his shoulder.
Bill lowered his boxers below his knees and let them fall to the floor, stepping out of them.
Jenny grabbed his cock half-hard cock, stroking it as she kissed him. She ran her tongue over his lips seductively and then pushed her tongue into his mouth, squeezing his growing cock as she twirled her tongue over his.
Bill moaned into the kiss as she stroked him, one hand found her ass cheek, and the other found one of her breasts. He pinched her nipple softly once, then much harder the second time, and pulled it upward.
Jenny hissed, breaking the kiss. “Fuck! Oh yes, harder,” she pleaded.
“You like that, do you?” Bill said before he grabbed the other nipple as well, pinching and pulling them both up roughly causing Jenny to rise to her toes.
Jenny kissed Bill lustfully as she hung from her nipples. “Oh fuck! Yes, yes, yes! I’m ready, please take my ass, please,” she moaned. As Bill released her nipples, she settled back onto her feet, then crawled onto the edge of the mattress, her ass right in front of him.
“Damn, you’re my kind of woman,” Bill whispered as he bent over, kissing the cheek of her ass, then biting it, then doing the same thing to her other cheek. He pushed Jenny toward the middle of the bed.
“Face on the mattress, and move your knees far apart,” he ordered her, following her onto the bed.
Jenny did what she was told, opening her knees as far as she could, then laying her cheek on the bed. “God, I can feel the cool air on my ass,” she whispered.
“Yeah, no more secrets now, you’re spread wide, your asshole is pulled tight, fuck that’s hot,” Bill told her as he leaned down, dragging his tongue across her asshole causing her to moan before she pushed back against his tongue.
“Oh, my God!” Jenny moaned. “Nobody has ever done that. It feels so good, I feel like a dirty slut, eat me, baby, eat my ass!” she moaned as Bill began to do just that. Licking it, pushing his pointed tongue into it, and then sucking it into his mouth.
After a few minutes of mouthing Jenny’s pucker, Bill pulled back. Resting one hand on her ass, he pushed two fingers into her open pussy and collected some residue cum from earlier on them. He pulled the lubed fingers out of Jenny’s pussy and rubbed them over her asshole, and then pushed them both into her tight ring slowly causing her to flinch.
“Oh, oh my God, that feels good. Your fingers are so fucking big!” she moaned. As Bill started to pump his fingers into her ass, Jenny began to push back against the thrusts. “Oh fuck, that’s it, fuck!” she yelled as she brought one of her hands to her pussy and began to rub her clit, fingers moving in a circle. “You’re gonna make me cum, fuck!” she moaned, arching her back and meeting her thrusts.
Bill smiled at how crazy Jenny was getting, he could see her becoming a needy slut right in front of his eyes. As she began to buck against his thrusting, he increased the pace and force, finger fucking her ass, hearing her moan, her fingers rubbing her pussy urgently. “That’s it, my little slut, cum for me as I stretch out your ass, my cock is next,” he told her trying to get her even more crazed.
“Oh, fuck yes! God, oh god! I’m gonna cum, fuck I’m gonna cum! Fuck!” she screamed before grunting and squirting her juices onto Bill’s arm, her asshole clamping down on his fingers.
As Jenny’s asshole released its grip on his fingers, Bill began to slowly push them in and out of her ring, twisting them and opening them as he did. “Well, my little anal slut, I think you’re ready,” she said with a chuckle. “I’d say you’re ready for sure, man, you do love having your ass played with,” he added.
He removed his fingers, leaving Jenny’s asshole gaping, and moved behind her, placing his purple cockhead into her ass. Placing his hands on her hips and applied pressure. “You ok?” he asked her.
“Yes, no, I mean yes, but I’m kind of nervous,” she whispered, her fingers working through her pussy, rubbing her swollen clit.
Bill pushed his cock as far as it would go without resistance, stopping once it was tightened. He rubbed her ass softly before grabbing her hips. He pushed his cock further into Jenny’s ass slowly but steadily.
“Oh, fuck, oh my God! Owe! Fuck!” Jenny groaned, her fingers rubbing her clit faster and harder. “Keep going, fuck!” she moaned, pushing back against Bill’s cock.
“You ok?” He asked, still slipping his cock slowly into her ass.
“It hurts, but oh my God I love how it feels. Keep going, just slow like you are,” she told him.
Jenny moaned when she felt Bill’s heavy balls touch her hand as she rubbed her clit, “fuck, you’re all the way in me, oh my God, this is hot!” she said.
“Yes, you’re doing well, some women never get this far, but I think we have an anal slut on our hands,” he chuckled. He pulled back out slowly and pushed back in until his balls hit her hand again.
“Oh my God, fuck me, please fuck me, fuck my ass!” she moaned loudly.
Bill pulled his cock out until the head was all that was in her ass and thrust it balls-deep into her and began to fuck her steadily. Jenny grunted, moaned, and groaned as she surrendered her ass, the only thing Bill had not claimed. Her moans fill the room along with the slapping of their bodies as Bill fucked her. With each thrust his thrusts got harder, driving her into the mattress as he reamed her ass.
“Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum again, fuck!” she yelled as she once again squirted, her belly shuddering as were her legs. Bill did not let up, fucking her through her orgasm, and pushing her toward the cliff again.
“Your ass, fuck your ass is so tight around my cock, fuck!” he groaned, sweat falling onto her ass while he pummeled her.
“Fuck me, give me all you have, fuck my ass!” Jenny yelled, loving how those words sounded, she finally had a cock in her ass, and she loved it, she loved his power over her. She’d never even thought of letting someone in her ass, until tonight, until Bill claimed her body, and she knew her heart as well.
Bill’s intensity increased, no longer was he worried about Jenny’s virgin ass, he was focusing on filling it with his seed. His balls tightened; his body took over. He rammed into her ass one final time, very roughly, grunting loudly as his cock erupted with an explosive orgasm, taking his breath away. “Fuck!” was all he could manage to say.
Jenny’s body was continuously shuddering and when she felt Bill’s hot cum in her bowels, her orgasm exploded causing her to grunt and quake as well. Her hand was still rubbing her swollen, and now tender clit as she let loose with a huge gush from her pussy coating her hand, Bill, and the bedspread.
The two lay coupled together as Jenny collapsed from her orgasm. She could feel Bill’s cock twitching as he finished filling her ass. Both were breathing heavily, their bodies covered in a sheen of sweat.
“Well, how was that for you? What you expected?” Bill asked, kissing her neck.
“I had no idea, that was so much more than I could imagine, thank you, it was amazing,” she whispered, her eyes closed, her body sated, and her heart, her heart was very full. She knew she had not just met someone and had sex with him. She was already connected to this guy.
Bill shrank out of Jenny’s ass and lay next to her, cuddling against her. Before either of them could speak, they both drifted into a deep sleep, Bill’s arm over Jenny’s chest.
******
Jenny woke and opened her eyes. She was alone with the covers pulled up over her. As she came out of her fog, her nose picked up the smell of sex on the covers. She smiled to herself, remembering last night, and how wonderful it was. Suddenly, she was jolted into a state of fear, she was alone.
What happened? Where is he? Did he leave me, Did I fuck up again? ran through her brain.
“Well, it’s about time you woke up,” she heard Bill say cheerily, snapping her out of her fears. She looked toward the bedroom door to see him bringing two cups of coffee into the room, still naked from last night.
“Coffee?” he asked as he sat on the edge of the bed.
“Oh, yes, thanks! I need it,” she answered as she began to move up against the headboard. “Ouch!” she moaned. “What did you do to me?” she giggled as she took the coffee from him.
“Well, if it helps, I’m pretty sore myself. It’s been a while since someone has made me work so hard,” he laughed.
“I’m happy I’m not alone, sorry, not sorry,” Jenny giggled.
“I woke up and was alone, kind of freaked me out,” she told him after she took a sip of coffee. “I can’t tell you how good it was to hear your voice, to know you were still here,” she told him.
“Baby, I’m not going anywhere unless you tell me to, ok?” he asked.
“Very ok. Baby, I like the sound of that,” she smiled.
“Well good, because you got way under my skin. I am still shocked at how I feel about you,” he told her.
Tears filled her eyes. “What a difference a day makes,” she whispered.
“What’s that?” Bill asked.
“Oh, nothing. By the way, where are those pancakes?” she asked him, a big smile on her face.
“The batter is mixed, skilled it ready. Just needed you to wake up before I cooked them, you hungry?” Bill asked.
“I’m starved! You’re looking more and more like a keeper all the time! Gentleman, great lover, even if you are perverted, and you can cook! What a difference a day makes, indeed,” she smiled before she kissed him. “Welcome home.”
