Jake Part XVIII - Creative Anachronism - Sex Stories

Jake Part XVIII - Creative Anachronism

... and Chet shot a hand down to catch her, cupping her ass and pulling her hips tight against his own. “Sorry,” he said, loud enough for her to hear over the music now that they were close together and she wasn’t pulling away. “It’s alright,” the girl replied. She shuddered again for no apparent reason and then bit her lip, looking up at him. “Why don’t you take me out of here?” she asked. Chet was having a lot of trouble focusing on the road. As soon as he’d got this girl into his car, she’d started squirming like a hormone-flooded teenager after a few wine coolers. He’d barely got out of the parking lot before she went down on him. Of course she was still being a teasing bitch about it; any other girl would have been bobbing on his rod like you’d expect, but not her. All she’d do was lick and kiss and tease his dick or trail her fingernails up it or whatever else she could think of. She was driving him nuts. He was going to fuck her like an inflatable doll when he got her inside. “Mm baby… you are getting fucked so hard when we get there,” he told her. “I better,” she said, breathing hot air on him. “I wanna feel it so bad.” “You’re in for a treat, then.” “But tell me if you’re gonna cum,” she said bluntly. “What?” “You heard me.” She stroked his dick, smearing her spit on the length. “Tell me when. I’ll finish you off but you don’t cum in me or on me. Not on the first date, at least.” “You got it, baby,” he conceded. Finally, after the longest short ride of his life, Chet ...

... pulled up to his sidewalk. Well, a little bit on his sidewalk actually, but who can be bothered to parallel-park when you’ve got a bitch in need of a fucking? He got out of the car, walked around, and yanked her door open. She was sliding out all graceful-like, still acting like some prissy princess, but Chet didn’t like that idea. Catching her wrist, he pulled her to her feet and kissed her hard, muffling her protesting yelp. Then he scooped her up off her feet and power-walked up to the door, pushing inside and slamming it behind him. He put her down on her feet long enough to turn on a light; he meant to see everything that was about to happen. And oh man was a lot about to happen. It would be an hour before he gave this bitch a break, at least. He shoved her against the wall and kissed her again, pulling up the front of her skirt and rubbing what turned out to be her bare pussy. She didn’t have any panties on! What a slut! Yes, it would be an hour before he was done for sure, but it would only be a second before he got started. Chet shoved his pants down, lifted one of the girl’s legs, and rubbed the head of his dick against her dripping-wet cunt. She started to make a sound like a protest; maybe she wanted to be more comfortable or in control. Chet didn’t wait to find out what her problem was. With a grunt, he shoved up and in, burying his dick in her fuck-hole. And came. It wasn’t even a good cum, either. It was like a split second before entering her, he had another of ...