Jackin' Jill Ch. 05 - Sex Stories

Jackin' Jill Ch. 05

... on the bed. She took off his socks one after the other, and then tugged on his pants legs. Rodney shoved his pants down to his thighs, allowing her to whip them off. He drew in a deep breath as her fingernails slid up his bare legs, and then over the bulge in his underwear. He sighed in relief as her fingers slipped beneath the waistband and released his cock from its cotton prison. Denise moaned as she leaned down and turned her head sideways. She was looking directly into his eyes when her tongue slipped out and tickled the ridge around his swollen helmet. A sly grin spread across her face when his cock jumped from the touch, and she did it again. Grunting with every slippery tease of her tongue, he found it hard to stay still. When he happened to turn toward the window, he saw something through the billowing curtains. “We forgot about the window. I think there’s somebody over there watching,” he warned her. She gave his manhood a far longer stroke of her tongue, and didn’t even glance toward the window. “I don’t care. Let them watch,” she said in a husky voice. As he’d come to discover with Jill, the thought of someone watching made it all the more exciting. Denise kissed the head of his cock, and then sat up over her knees again. Her fingers slipped beneath the waist of her panties and pushed. Ever so slowly, she revealed the last of her treasures to his gaze. First, a triangular-shaped patch of hair emerged. It was a little darker than the hair on her head, and ...

... artfully trimmed. Then the cleft emerged from the shadows of the pink cotton, still mostly hidden because her legs were close together. That changed once the panties reached her thighs, because she parted her legs to allow the cloth to stretch between them. The effect was unbelievably exciting to him, and he found himself sitting up to lean toward her. A moan escaped her, and she sat back on her bottom. Rodney pulled his knees under him as she reclined, and took over when her panties passed below her knees. The moment he released her ankles from the frilly cotton, she spread her legs wide open. Her folds were smaller and pinker than Jill’s, with fewer crinkles. Her nether lips were baby-smooth, giving him an unfettered view to admire them. Admiring them lasted only a few moments, though. A combination of desire and the confidence Jill had instilled in him caused him to drop down onto his hands as soon as her panties fell from his fingers. Denise let out a surprised moan as he moved into the V of her legs. The first breath of her musk filled his lungs only a fraction of a second before his tongue touched her. He parted her folds with a strong upward stroke that ended at her clit. She felt and tasted different from Jill, but it was just as sweet. In his peripheral vision, he saw her fingers turn into claws and dig into the sheets. She drew in a ragged, high-pitched gasp. The breath then emerged in a clipped, “Oh yes,” of delight. With an enthusiasm only a man tasting his second pussy ...