Jackin' Jill Ch. 05 - Sex Stories

Jackin' Jill Ch. 05

... somewhat relative, as she still had Denise’s panties in hand, rubbing the satiny material between her fingers. Rod sat down and said, “Well, she said that she needed to use the bathroom and didn’t trust the restrooms at the park.” “Can’t blame her there.” He grinned from the coincidence. “That’s what I said.” She grinned right back. “I figured. So, whose idea was it to come here?” “Hers. She said it was close,” he answered. Jill let out a playful, “Mmm hmm,” and then said, “Go on.” “Well, we came back here, and she went to the bathroom. Then she... Oh, before she went in, she asked me to open the window because it was freezing in here. Anyway, she sat down on the bed when she came out and held out her hand, so I took it and sat down next to her. Then she said she was cold, asked me to warm her up, and kissed me.” A sweet sounding sigh escaped Jill, and she said, “I told you, didn’t I?” “Yes,” he answered, and nodded. “I bet she was ready to jump your bones after Olive Garden.” His eyes widened as he wondered if she was a mind reader. She didn’t miss the reaction. “Aha. Spill. What did she say?” “She told me... You know – after – that she almost came back to the car when I dropped her off that night, and that she went straight back to her room and got herself off.” Jill shivered and moaned. “I knew it. But no more after yet. From the kiss, and don’t leave any little thing out.” Rodney launched into the tale, describing how they undressed each other, and the slow ...

... revelation of her body that he could see in his mind’s eye as well as if it was happening at that very moment. Jill chimed in with the occasional moan and played with Denise’s panties the whole while. When he reached the part where Denise was licking him and they realized someone was watching through the open window, Jill began caressing her breasts. It escalated from there. Jill leaned back against the headboard and let her legs slip apart. She pinched her nipples, squeezed her breasts, and rubbed her fingers over the crotch of her shorts. When he told her about Denise sitting on his cock, Jill pushed a finger up into the leg of her shorts. Rodney’s voice grew tight with passion from the memory and what Jill was doing right in front of him. Though her sex was covered by white denim, he could still see the movement of her fingers beneath. He was breathing hard when he finally described exploding into the condom. Jill shuddered and said, “Oh, fuck yeah. You did it with someone watching through the window, and I know she loved it.” “I think so, too,” he agreed. “You just made me so wet,” Jill said, and then proved it by pulling her glistening fingers out of her shorts and into the light. The digits went straight to her mouth, and she sucked them clean. “God, Jill,” Rodney muttered while adjusting his erection. “I know. I’m supposed to be behaving.” She tugged the leg of her shorts back into place, as it was nearly within the cleft of her pussy, and then sat up from her half-reclined ...