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“Can’t believe she’s done this,” I muttered after putting my phone back.
“What’s up?” my cousin asked and I gave him the look.
“That clingy ex again?” Jess chimed in. She was nursing her baby, and she looked over at Chris with a quizzical look.
“Yeah,” I responded with a roll of my eyes and a sigh of exasperation. She pat my hand gingerly, and I smiled at her.
“She hasn’t met me, has she?” Jess asked with a smile. I shook my head and she piped up with, “I’m happy to pretend to be your girlfriend to make her jealous.”
I nodded along with a smile, then I got an idea. Jess was a petite, but tall girl, while Megan, the ex, was on the shorter side, and was more than a tad overweight. She’d never have let me talk to someone who looked like Jess while we were together, she was way too insecure. The seeds were definitely planted now.
“Hey, how serious are you about that?” I asked her with an evil glint in my eye.
* * *
That weekend, we set the plan in motion. Jess and I booked a really nice motel room, the plan was to eat at this place that we knew Megan frequented, and loudly talk to get her attention so that she’d see us, and knowing Megan, she’d try and track us back to our motel room. If this didn’t drive the point home, I didn’t know what would.
* * *
“That is so funny! You are way too bad,” Jess giggled and pinched my arm. I flashed a cheesy grin and gave her a poke in the arm. She smacked my hand away and chuckled. “I’m so lucky to have someone like you.”
I hugged her close and kissed the side of her head. We shared a sweet moment and I whispered in her ear, “Has she seen us?”
Jess peeked under my arm and answered, “Yes. She’s staring. She looks pretty pissed.”
“Your arse looks fantastic, of course she does.”
Jess giggled and shook her waist, “Thank you Eden. I seriously just had a crack with a hole in it before she came along.”
“She is adorable too.”
“She is. And I love her, but I am glad for a night off,” Jess admitted feeling a little guilty.
“Most new mums are glad for a night off. She’s okay right?”
“Yeah, Mick’s got her,” Jess responded wearily. I figured she was still into her character.
“Looking forward to tonight?” I asked a bit louder for our audience.
“Oh yes! Our first night together, and it’s at Central Plaza… You’re so romantic. Why would anyone let you go?” Jess said with her hand on my cheek. We then shared a kiss and I opened my eyes and saw Megan glaring at us. It was working, a bit too well.
* * *
That evening, Jess and I checked in. I opened the door to the room and looked in, then my jaw hit the floor. Jess followed shortly behind me and bounced up and down, completely in an excited fervor.
“Wow! Omigod! This is great!” Jess spewed out in a hurry.
“What you expected?” I asked, still a tad in shock. The room was luxurious in size, but the bed took up most of that. “Guess we’re sharing-“
“I’m okay with that, nice piece of man candy to protect me,” Jess winked at me. I’m no Adonis, but Jess always made me feel good about myself.
We sat on the bed, which was covered in rose petals, and I immediately grabbed the TV Remote and Jess said she was off to shower. She took her overnight bag in with her and I flicked through channels. I made myself a bit more comfortable, stripping down to just my jeans and my boxers, then ordered dinner.
A knock came at the door not that much later, about the same time as Jess strolled out of the bathroom wearing a thick, pink nightdress.
I carried in the food over to the bed and responded, “Yep, nothing fancy, dig in.”
Jess chuckled and took to her food like she’d never eaten before, “It’s good.”
I poked her nose and she giggled. We sat there and stared at one another, letting the feeling between us last, and then finished our food. We both turned back to the TV and she cuddled into my arms as we watched it.
After getting a bit too comfortable, there was a sudden knocking at the door. Jess hopped up and quietly wandered over to the door. “It’s her,” she told me as she came back toward the bed. She pulled the nightdress over her head and revealed her body in her negligee. Her stomach was toned and pale, and her body ran down to very lacy place panties. Her modest breasts were exposed, and they were perky, with pointed, small, light pink nipples.
I didn’t know how to react to that, she looked amazing. “How do I look?” she asked with a sultry gaze. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, and my jaw was still on the ground.
“You had a kid?” I asked in amazement.
“Doesn’t show,” I cut her off and she giggled an evil giggle.
She bounced off to the door, showing off her amazing derriere as she went. The door opened and I could make out Megan on the other side.
“Can we help you?” Jess asked her in a meek tone.
“I… uhh…” Megan tried and I made my snap decision. escort kartal I stripped completely nude and walked up behind Jess.
“What’s the matter, beautiful?” I asked before nipping her on the ear.
Jess bit her lip and moaned softly, so I put my hands on her hips. “This woman was knocking on the door, she’s lost her tongue but.”
Megan glared at my hands and then at Jess. “What’s she doing here?”
“Whatever I want darling,” Jess stated smugly. Megan glared even sharper daggers through Jess. “You’re the ex, aren’t you?”
“Ricky, I was wrong to do what I did. I’m sorry,” Megan said through grated teeth.
“Sorry doesn’t cut it for leaving me. Besides, I have this goddess now,” I responded as I ran my hands up Jess’s body, caressing her soft breasts, nibbling at her ear lobe.
“He’s way too good for you- OH!” Jess moaned as I teased her nipples and bit her ear at the same time. “He worships my fantastic body, why would you give that up?”
“I never knew how good it felt to be appreciated until I found this one,” I said as I forced Jess to look at me and I kissed her passionately. We broke away about a minute later and found Megan was still watching us.
“Fuck you,” Megan muttered and glared.
“I plan on getting to that shortly. A manatee interrupted us,” Jess retorted and shut the door in Megan’s face. She giggled and turned to me with a half look of triumph on her face, the other half something different. “That was fun! Hang on, what?” she exclaimed quietly.
“Your dick…” Jess pointed.
I gave her a quizzical look, then remembered I was naked. Jess got on her knees, her eyes not breaking from my manhood.
“I’m sorry,” I muttered and walked back to the bed.
“Pretty Man, do not, I repeat, do not cover that monster up,” Jess instructed as she walked over to a very surprised me.
“Oh, okay,” I responded, finding the situation very, tense. She put her hands on my shoulders and pushed me down.
“You don’t get to touch me, to touch all this,” she ran her hands all over her chest and upper torso, taking care to cup her breasts as she did, “without my say so. It was nice, and I needed it, and now you’ve crossed a line.” She grabbed my hand and put my index finger in her mouth, sucking on it and lightly clamping her teeth on it.
“Don’t talk, you’re going to be punished,” Jess cut me off. She went into her bag and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. She cuffed my wrists around the bedhead and my throbbing erection was getting sore. Jess looked down at me, and I looked up at her magnificent figure. “You crossed a line, Pretty man,” she stated calmly, then hooked both her thumbs under the waistband of her panties. “You’re going to finish what you started in the doorway,” she added as she dropped her panties and stepped out of them. I looked up at her in nude glory, she kept a landing strip on her pubis, and her vulva was very petite. Jess then turned away from me, and lowered her vagina to my face. I closed my mouth around her vulva and inserted my tongue inside her slit. It ran up and down her labia, avoiding her clitoris if I could, just teasing her more and drawing more sweet juice out of her.
Jess moaned and clamped her fists tightly on the sheets. Every time I came close to her clitoris, her mind had tricked her into thinking that I would venture there, stimulating her nerve centre, but it didn’t come.
“Stop… teasing… OH! FUCK YES!” she moaned as I finally circled my tongue around her clitoris. I began tracing the alphabet with my tongue and she roared in triumph, “I’M COMING!!!”
Jess clenched her fists tightly on the sheets, and then started slightly because I resumed tracing from ‘E’. Her nerve endings were still very sensitive, and she succumbed to a second orgasm very quickly.
“Ohhh…” Jess moaned and she fell down on my still restrained body.
“You okay?” I asked her, glancing down and still only seeing her arse and vagina.
“Very wet…” Jess responded. “Thank you… Mick never… and he’s only…” she trailed off, seeming a little tired. I felt her warm little hand try to wrap around my shaft, her fingers and thumb not quite meeting. “It’s very big,” she whispered to my dick.
“Thanks Jess. You always know what to say,” I responded, looking down and still only seeing her vagina, the sweet juices still coating the little hole. “You’re a model yourself.”
“Okay, enough talking. You’re mine until checkout,” Jess commanded, sitting herself up. “And your monster. You still owe me for what happened with Megan, and that head was a good start.”
“Didn’t you like it?”
“I did, and I wanted to do more, but you got there first. I never gave you that permission,” Jess chided me. “I’m going to try something.” Jess put the head of my cock in her mouth and began working circles with her tongue. She couldn’t get it any further down her throat and she tried.
“Don’t choke,” I commented, a tad worried.
Jess maltepe escort released my cock and stood up. She went into her bag again, and pulled out a ball gag. “I said not to talk, Pretty Man.” She sat astride me again and proceeded to gag me. I looked up at her figure again, taking the beautiful sight of a dominant woman. Jess wiggled back down my body and muttered, “This going to hurt.”
Jess lined up the head of my cock with her entrance, and she slowly slipped the head inside.
“Ah! Fuck that’s big!” she moaned and slid down a little further, the tight embrace of her vagina feeling amazing. I wanted to moan, remark at how amazing she felt, but the gag stopped me. Jess decided to limit herself at this point, and began pushing off the bed after taking about half the monster.
She was looking down at me with a very conflicted expression on her face. She was in pain, and she was in bliss. “I need this so bad… Damn your pretty face!” Jess forcefully whispered before sliding down again, stopping at about the six inch mark. “Oh, fuck yes. Pretty Man… Mick’s not this thick, and nowhere… near… as long.” Jess was looking into my eyes with longing, an emotional need that she needed answered.
Slowly, she was stretching to accommodate me. It took ten minutes, but she had my ‘monster’ fully inside her. I was moaning into the ball gag, and Jess started bouncing on me, albeit not very high, and she began moaning louder and louder.
It didn’t take long before her vagina began clenching again and she yelled, “FUCK! I’M COMING!” The clenching of her orgasm intensified, drawing me closer to mine. Jess rode out her orgasm and collapsed on me, leaving me still at the edge. “Wow Pretty Man… You haven’t come?” she asked, snapping her head back to me. I shook my head and Jess furrowed her brow, “You’re too big to suck. Fuck it.” She straightened herself up as best she could and began bouncing again. It didn’t take long before I shot my load into her small cavern. With each pulse, Jess winced. As she felt my monster begin to soften, she climbed off, wincing again as she did. She unlocked my handcuffs and removed the gag and went to put them back in the bag.
“Jess, why are you doing this?” I asked while admiring the butt in the air.
“You turned me on, Pretty Man. Mick, won’t fuck me anymore, and you just flipped a switch,” she replied, avoiding my gaze.
I reached over and put my hand on her shoulder, “Jess, I meant putting the toys away.”
Jess glanced back at me with a grin and said, “I’m going to have a shower, alone. Then I’m going to need some time.” Jess promptly then stood up and started walking, very bowlegged and wincing in pain as she went.
I got up not long after her and walked into the very spacious shower behind her, and cupped both of her breasts from behind. “Sorry, I missed these,” I whispered softly into her ear and kissed her neck.
“Pretty Man…” she sighed and leant back into me. “You’re not sore?”
“Just a few scratches, a bruise on my wrist. I’ll be fine. You?” I responded earnestly, right hand running down to her vulva, stroking her slowly in small circles.
“I’m going to be sore in the morning. Especially after we go again. If I only have your monster for the night, I’m making the most of it,” Jess broke away from me and turned around. “How do I look though? Do I have stretch marks, is my butt too fat-“
I cut her off by walking forward and kissing her very forcefully. I broke away and put my hands on her face, “You’re gorgeous. Very gorgeous. We’ve all got stretch marks, but I can’t really see any of yours, and your arse,” I cupped her perky butt firmly with both hands, “is perfect. If I only have a weekend to be with you, I’m cherishing every second of it.”
“Pretty man, you’ll always have me. I’m practically gay-married to your cousin,” Jess replied tenderly, trying to tuck her head into my chest.
“Good point Jess. But I was referring to doing this,” I slipped my right hand between us, and my first two fingers inside her vagina. “You’re still very wet,” I commented, tracing circles on her G Spot.
Jess began stammering, “Pretty Man, I’m in a room, with you naked. I’m going to- Fuck that feels good.”
“It feels good in here too. What toys did you bring?” I asked her softly.
Jess moaned and kissed me, before breaking away and answering, “You’ll… find out… oh, Pretty Man. Pretty Man, with your pretty monster, get out me for a moment,” she whispered and I withdrew my fingers from her vagina, as she whimpered slightly before adjusting her face to game mode. “Pretty Man, dry off. Put my bag in the corner there. Then get back on the bed, but I swear, if you cover that monster up-“
“I won’t,” I cut her off and followed her instructions. When I dropped the bag in the bathroom I made sure to glance at her, catching her looking at me, covering up her breasts with her forearm, and her vulva with the other hand. It really drove home the point, she was off pendik escort bayan limits for now.
* * *
“Cover your eyes!” the command echoed from the shower. I did as instructed and I heard her walk back to the end of the bed. “You can look now,” Jess instructed, and I did. I saw the beautiful girl wearing a schoolgirl outfit, the button up shirt, the skirt and the pigtails and all. “Sorry, I cheated on my test professor. I’ll do anything to get that A.”
I knew what she was getting at, so I replied, “Well Jessica, this sort of thing carries punishment with it.” I sat at the end of the bed and beckoned her to me. She stood beside me and I forced her across my lap.
“Oh, Professor. What are you going to do?” she asked and got a firm, swift response. I smacked her arse through the thick skirt she was wearing. “Ah! Professor, this isn’t right.”
“I don’t care Jessica, I’m going to discipline you,” I answered her coldly. She shivered slightly, anticipating the slap, and when it came, she squeaked. “What was that?”
“I-I am sorry sir,” Jess stammered out. “It won’t happen again.”
“You don’t have permission to speak yet,” I responded. “Your punishment is going to be a lot more severe now.” I lifted her thick school skirt over her back, exposing her white-knicker-clad butt. I drew back my hand and smacked her again, with a lot more force. She but her lip and squeaked with every smack. After another eleven smacks, and a number of red handprints appeared on her arse, I spoke up. “Jessica, that’s your punishment for cheating. Have you learned your lesson?”
“I have Professor. But I don’t want to fail.”
“You should have thought of that earlier.”
“Professor, I’ll do anything for that A,” Jessica looked at me with a gullible look on her face.
“Anything?” I asked and she nodded eagerly. “Unbutton your shirt, Jessica.”
“Why?” she asked, tilting her head. I was loving how well she committed to the part.
“You want to pass? Unbutton your shirt,” I stated the terms to her again. She bit her lip, and with a wide-eyed innocent gaze, unbuttoned her shirt, slowly. Jess let the shirt fall open and revealed her petite breasts in her solid, white bra. “Now, drop it on the floor.” She did as I said, dropping the shirt off her shoulders.
“What now?” she asked and I beckoned her to me. I put my hand on her stomach and she shuddered. “Professor?” with my opposite hand, I unhooked her bra and she gasped. “Professor!”
“Jessica, your breasts. If you want to pass, you will show them to me, and I will have my fun with them,” I stated coldly. Jess let her bra hit the ground, exposing her breasts again. I cupped both her breasts with my hands and she trembled.
“Professor, I don’t like where this is going,” Jess whispered.
“Jessica, if you want to leave, and fail, be my guest,” I responded. She looked at the door, then back at her body. “No? Alright then, if you’ll excuse me.” I leant forward and pressed my nose between her boobs, and I ran my tongue up her left breast until I found her nipple, which I softly nipped.
“Ah! Professor, that hurts,” Jess moaned and I began squeezing and teasing her right breast with my hand as I started flicking her left nipple with my tongue, and Jess began moaning gently. I stopped after a few minutes and she moaned, “Professor, this is wrong.”
I looked her square in the eye and told her, “Failure is wrong, you’re preventing failure by being here. Now, it’s your turn to play,” I pointed to my cock and she got her knees, taking it in one hand.
“You’re going to suck it,” I told her calmly and she looked at me with crazy eyes.
“It’s so big though,” she muttered and rolled her hand from the base to the tip.
“It gets bigger when it gets hard,” I commented and she looked me in the eyes again. “Put it in your mouth now.” She put the head in her mouth and began sucking. Immediately, blood began flowing into it again, and it got hard quickly. Jess began gagging a lot, so she pulled it out again.
“What now?” Jess asked.
“Stand up, drop your skirt,” I instructed and Jess reluctantly stood and dropped her school skirt. She was standing in front of me now wearing only her white knickers.
“Professor, I don’t like where this is going,” Jess nervously stammered. Her eyes gave away how horny she was, but she was trying her hardest to keep in character.
“Jessica, if you speak without permission again, there’ll be another spanking, understood?” I warned and she nodded. “Good girl.” I clamped my mouth over the base of her knickers and pulled them down with my mouth. She had soaked these, and her juices were still sweet through the fabric.
“Professor! What are you-” Jess gasped but I cut her off by clamping my left hand over her mouth.
“Jessica,” I started speaking as I slid my right index and middle fingers into her soaking wet vagina. Jess moaned into my hand and I continued, “I’m going to have to spank you again now.” lowly fingering her, I whispered into her ear, “If you want to pass, you’re going to have to earn it.” I withdrew my fingers from her and she whimpered.
Jess turned around and bent over, thrusting her beautiful arse into the air. “Be gentle Professor.”
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