Chapter 16
Jayden
As I’m leaving work my phone chimes. I have a text from Georgie asking if I can come over tonight and my reply is instantaneous. Fuck yes, I’m on the way baby.
It was a late night due to parent teacher conference. What a drag. Listening to parents go on and on about how special their kids are makes me want to stab myself in the eye. I made it through in one piece and I was only hit on by a couple of milfs. Usually I’d be all about it, I love me some cougar action. But now that I’m with Georgie I don’t even look twice at other women, she’s the only one in my sights. Who would have thought Jayden Cage would be all domesticated and shit.
I shut my car off and head for the house. When I walk through the door of Georgie’s place, I yell out her name. It’s dark and my ears don’t pick up any sounds.
“In the bedroom!” She shouts.
Fuck, my dicks hard already and I don’t even know what she’s doing in there. She could be knitting a scarf or folding laundry for all I know.
I make my way down the hall and stop outside the bedroom. The doors cracked and I hear soft music coming from inside, sexy music. It’s fucking on!
As I burst through the door my hard-on throbs when I see Georgie laying in the middle of her bed wearing nothing but a skimpy little negligee. Up until now we’ve never went past third base. There’s been some stolen bases, but no homerun or my personal favorite, the enthusiastic grand slam.
In two seconds flat I’m naked and crawling up the bed to my lady.
“All of this for me Sunshine?” I smile and grab her foot, kissing and licking higher and higher.
“Of course, it’s all for you. I stopped at the store today.” The enthusiasm in her voice perks up my ears.
“Oh yeah, what store?”
“The adult store.”
“Fuck, tell me you got a glow-in-the-dark Clone-a-Willy Vibrator kit! Never mind we can do that another time, that’ll take at least a whole afternoon. Tell me, put me out of my misery!” I’m bouncing around like a little kid on Christmas morning. This is all so very out of character for her, but much appreciated.
She gets up from the bed and grabs my hand, pulling me off with her. She leads me towards her bureau but I stop her and pull her back flush with my chest. My hands work their way up to cup her breasts. I need to give her some foreplay before I see what she bought and lose all control. I can be an over exuberant son of a bitch when I’m excited.
When we make it to her stash I look at the loot and scratch my head. I see a strap on, some anal beads and a fucking double ended dildo. Call me crazy, but I would have thought she’d want to lose her virginity before dabbling in ass play.
“Uh Georgie, this stuff’s great and all, but wouldn’t you want my dick up in there before a synthetic pleaser? And I don’t need a strap on, I already have the right equipment.” I helicopter my shit around so she can feast her eyes on my Pleasure Pump.
“It’s not for me Jayden.” She removes her eyes from my dick and gives me a cheeky smile.
The fuck? My cock shrivels shouting see ya later in its wake. My lady is practically naked while I rub her tits, yet I’m flaccid. She thinks she’s gonna shove a big old dong up my asshole? Fuck that, I need to take control of this situation.
“Hold the fucking phone girl, no way are you shoving that big ass dildo up my keister, no pun intended. A finger, hell yes, maybe even two. But a double-sided dildo? No go. Anal beads are also in the no category. Pretty much the rule shall be proceeding from this moment forward, anything that’s not attached to your body will not be shoved up my ass.”
Now she looks devastated. This is not what I intended, but when I saw all that shit I panicked. My asshole puckering in fear.
“Come here.” I grab her hand and sit on the bed, pulling her into my lap. I nuzzle her neck and slide my mouth down her chest and rub my face along the swell of her breasts. I’m much calmer now.
Georgie takes a deep sigh. “I overheard Josh and Zander talking about a conversation you guys had a while back. They mentioned you like things up your ass, sexually. Do I feel comfortable with all of this? Hell no, but I would have done anything to make you happy, to take your mind off of the fight for just one night. Lately, you’ve been teetering on the line of insanity and it kills me that I turned you into this.”
“You did this for me? Baby, do you know how lucky I am? My girlfriend is willing to peg my asshole to try and make me feel better. It was definitely the wrong path to choose, but you’re something else Georgie McNamara.”
“You know I’ve never been with anyone before and it scares me how experienced you are. I don’t want you to be disappointed. So far you’ve done stuff to me and I’ve never reciprocated. Well, other than that fiasco that shall never be talked about again.”
I tip her chin up with my finger so she’s looking me in the eyes. “You have no idea how much it turns me on that I will be your first. Fuck can you feel how hard I get every time I think about it?” I take her hand and place it on my cock so she can feel exactly what the thought does to me.
“I think I’m ready.” She whispers.
“I want you to know.” I kiss her forehead.
“Where did you come from?” She questions.
“My mom mostly, I think my dad played a little part in the whole thing having the secret ingredient and all.”
She laughs. “Can we forget this whole night please?”
“Hell no. Asking me to forget how sexy you look right now isn’t even close to a possibility. Fuck, save that for another night. I plan to rip it off with my teeth.” I lean down and nip at her shoulder.
“Soon.” She whispers.
“From your mouth to my balls Sunshine.”
Georgie jumps off my lap, stands in front of me and stares at me shyly. “Lie back.”
“Pardon?”
“I said,” she pushes on my shoulders until I’m lying flat on the bed, “lie back.”
“Yes Ma’am.”
Georgie straddles my thighs and stairs down at my cock. To clarify, my girl is straddling my thighs while staring at my prized member and basking in its presence. My dick jumps under her watchful eye proud as a peacock.
Like the first night we fooled around, she pulls her hair over one shoulder. Seeing her chocolate brown hair hanging over one breast has my cock jumping again. He’s like a show pony trying to impress.
Then it happens and by god I’m in no way exaggerating. When Georgie bends down and slides me into her warm, succulent mouth, angels sang. You know when rappers perform at an award show and the curtain opens revealing hundreds of choir singers in robes? They’re in Georgie’s room right now singing Oh Happy Day. It’s like I’m being wrapped in a silk blanket that’s hot to the touch then covered in fleece. Oh yeah, definitely fleece.
“Holy balls, that feels fan-fucking-tastic.” I thread my fingers through her hair needing something to do with my hands. If I don’t keep them busy I’ll start clapping along with the choir.
She removes my dick from her mouth and I groan missing the inferno of her mouth. I have to fight the urge to tell her to get back in the trenches and do her damn job. See, sometimes I have a filter.
“You need to tell me what to do, what you like.”
“No problem, but you were doing a bang-up job already.” I wink at her causing her to smile.
“Okay.” And the choir starts singing again when my dick slides back into the blissful depths of her mouth.
Up, down, up down. She’s playing my cock like a trombone and almost has me singing.
“Fuck, I can’t even think when you’re doing that, play with my balls baby.”
She adds her hand into the mix and I’m getting closer and closer to my climax. Damn, someone’s been studying the art of fellatio.
“Georgie…” I moan loudly. She needs to know how much I’m enjoying this.
“Mmmmmm.” She starts moaning in enjoyment and I’m ready to burst.
“I’m going to come, fuck, stop, it’s coming.” I try to warn her but she doesn’t back off.
Then I blow down her throat when she takes me all the way in… all the fucking way. It’s no easy feat because I’m a big boy by anyone’s standards. Yes I’ve measured, who hasn’t? In the red corner coming in at 9.3 inches…Jaydennnnn Caaagggeeee!
“Arrrggghhhhh.” I can’t even form a word and it seems like gallons of cum evacuate my cock.
When my body finally calms down after what seems like hours, I tap Georgie’s shoulder letting her know it’s all good. She releases me from her mouth and climbs up my body snuggling into my chest.
“Was it… okay?” She questions. Adorable.
“Best I ever had.”
“Liar, you’ve had a lot.”
“They were B.G. so they don’t count.”
“B.G.?” She questions.
I look down into her eyes. “Before Georgie. Nothing mattered up until this point because none of them were you.” I kiss her forehead then reach down pulling the blankets up over us.
“Just promise me one thing.”
“Anything, Sunshine.”
“Promise me that no matter what you will tell me how you like it. Don’t think I’ll take it the wrong way or get freaked out. Think of yourself as the artist and I’m your blank canvas.”
“I like the sound of that baby girl.”
“Good. I don’t want to be mediocre for you, I want to be fan-fucking-tastic.” She giggles.
“Fuck, I love when you talk dirty to me.” She giggles.
“You could never be mediocre Georgie, even if you tried.”
*****
Georgie
I’m feeling freaking awesome after giving my first great blow job. After the first fiasco and studying the art of a good BJ I realized I almost killed Jayden. The poor man was so nice afterwards too. How did I think everything that night was a good idea? Well, I guess that’s an easy explanation. I had no clue what the heck I was doing, at all.
The assumption that no matter what you do with a guy’s penis as long as your touching it is obviously not good advice. I suppose taking advisement from someone that hasn’t seen anything outside of his own set up was stupid. Aw, poor Vic, I’ll have to warn him. Although, he has the parts. I’m pretty sure he’d be able to expertly handle another.
Jayden pulls me tighter to his side and it always makes me feel content. I sigh never wanting to leave our little cocoon of blankets. It’s safe, warm and keeps me close to the man I find myself falling for.
“Sunshine?”
“Hmmm?”
“We need to have a chat, I think you’re finally ready for me to explain myself to you.”
I lift my head and look at him noticing he seems a little excited. When I sit up and face him he follows my lead.
“I’ve hinted at what I like to call my kink a few times now, you following where this is going?”
I nod my head because I am. I’ve been waiting for this conversation since our first date. Curiosity almost got the best of me a few times. Asking him was always on the tip of my tongue but I wanted him to tell me when he felt ready.
“Some of the things I enjoy the most in life aren’t conventional. I’ll just come out and say it… I enjoy Danger Sex.”
“Danger Sex? Like doing it while driving or on a railroad when a train is coming?”
“You’re so fucking cute, but no. I love public sex, the danger of getting caught.”
“So, you like people to watch you having sex…” Crap, I don’t know if I could ever allow that. I look away wondering if I could ever imagine myself spread open for a stranger to see.
“Look at me beautiful because you’re getting the wrong idea. I don’t go to sex clubs and take someone up on the main stage and bang the shit outta them. Although, I wouldn’t be opposed, just to throw that out there. But it doesn’t have to be actual sex. Eating pussy in the back of an ally, getting a blow job outside the backdoor of a club. Fuck, just thinking about licking your sweet pussy while hearing people laughing a few feet away…”
My eyes bulge and I’m starting to feel panicky. When I open my mouth to speak he stops me by leaning in and kissing me on the lips.
“Give me a second to explain. On our first date when you were massaging me under the table, then later when I had you pushed up against the car, stuff like that. No imminent threat of someone watching us outright, but the risk is there. The danger part of the equation.”
“So, you don’t want to get caught, you like to think you can?” I’m trying to understand.
“Exactly. But I’ll also be honest. If someone does happen to wander upon me in the act I don’t hide or shy away. It makes me get off that much more and I find myself wanting to put on a show.”
“Okay, this I might be able to handle. So, tell me, have you done everything you’ve sought out to or is there a fantasy you’ve never fulfilled?”
“You really want to know?”
“Of course. I want to know everything about you.” I smile.
“Ever since we met…Wait, let me explain it like this. Watching you work behind the bar is crazy sensual to me. Seeing your hips sway to the music playing, watching you confident and self-assured, laughing and feeling in your element. I’ve always dreamt of sneaking behind the bar when no one’s looking, getting on my knees and getting you off with my tongue.”
“Wow.” I’m breathing heavy and I don’t know if it’s normal to feel as aroused as I am right now. He wants to go down on me behind the bar and I find the idea thrilling rather than wanting to smack him upside the head.
“Fuck, you’re into it!” He lies me back and starts making out with me. After a few moments, we separate and my hand wanders up to stroke his already naked length.
“Close your eyes.”
“I love visuals.” He situates himself with his hands behind his head. “Proceed pumpkin.”
“Picture me behind the bar pouring the new customer a round of shots for his group. My backs to you, and you take the opportunity to sneak behind the bar.”
“Hell yes, I’m behind the bar and I’m waiting for you baby.”
“You hide, I can’t see you and don’t know you’re there. When I’m reaching for a glass I feel your hand begin to massage my inner thigh…”
“I’m so close already.” He moans.
My hand squeezes him firmer and begins moving faster up and down his shaft. “Your fingers work their way under my shorts and sink into my… pussy.”
“I’m coming!” He shouts before erupting all over my hand. I continue pumping and begin to giggle.
“Guess that really does the trick for you huh?”
He groans and looks at me with a dazzling smile. “Baby, you have no fucking idea.”
“I’m willing to try, but I can’t guarantee that I’ll ever let you do that to me.”
“I’d never make you do something you aren’t comfortable with. Baby steps.”
It gives me an idea that I’ll try sometime. If I get the courage to try.