He had bags under his eyes. She had a sudden feeling that the stress of his current case and the pressure of having to perform for her assignment could push him over the edge.
"Hey, honey." Jess passed him a glass of wine. "Come and sit down, food won't be long."
Max sat down, the relief at being home and able to relax evident on his face. He loosened his tie and undid the top button of his shirt.
"Poor baby." Jess played with his hair and he closed his eyes.
"I'm so tired, Jessie."
"I know, honey - you were up super early today. And back super late."
Max nodded. His eyelids were drooping already. She wasn't sure how she was going to get anything to write for her blog tonight.
Sex toys and snoring men, anyone?
Not hot!
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During their meal, Jess raised the topic of her trip to Ann Summers - straightaway Max's eyes lit up and he began to look more awake.
"Up for it?" Jess asked - a little doubt on her face - he was working so hard; she didn't want to add to his burdens.
"Aren't I always?" Max grinned, pushing the rest of his food aside. "What did you get us?"
Jess laughed at his enthusiasm. "Wanna come take a look?"
Max couldn't have jumped up any quicker and, taking her hand, leaving all the mess on the table, he led her upstairs.
Outside their bedroom door, she stopped him with a hand on his shoulder.
"We don't have to, honey. I know you're beat and I know it's a lot to ask..."
Max shook his head. "You want me to play with sex toys with you all night so you can write about what a stud I am? I think I can manage." He took hold of her hand and placed it on his already stiff cock.
Jess grinned and slapped his arse. "Let's go then!"
Max stopped short at the array of boxes and bottles bundled on the bed.
"What have we got?"
Jess sat on the bed, and picked up a bottle. "Banana lick?"
Max took it off her and grinned. "What else? Cock rings?" Max picked up the box and opened it up.
Jess grinned. "Think we'll have fun?"
Max started unbuttoning his shirt. "Think so!"
With all of the sex toys before them, they didn't bother kissing and caressing and undressing each other. Jess pulled off her clothes and Max pulled off his.
Max held out the banana lick. "Okay, I'll start."
Jess lay down and opened her legs. She felt a little bit strange starting off so perfunctorily, but as soon as she felt the cold wetness of the banana lick land on her pussy, she relaxed.
Max was always good at going down on her, but he must have been enjoying the banana-flavoured addition, because he was licking her longer and deeper and faster. Every minute or so, she felt the cold drops of banana lick drip down onto her skin and it made her squirm - it wasn't unpleasant, just different.
"Tastes good," Max said, lifting his head and smiling up at Jess.
Jess laughed. "Good to know!"
She was enjoying herself, but it didn't feel as hot and sexy as their love making normally did. It felt a little bit like sex-by-numbers. She was a long way away from an orgasm, which was unusual when Max was going down on her.
Jess moved her legs together, forcing Max to stop. "What's up?" he asked, not used to her stopping him mid-tongue action.
"Nothing." Jess sat up. "Just fancied a turn of something myself." She picked up the bottle of lube and grinned. "Cookie dough. Less fattening than the cookie dough ice cream in the freezer!"
Max laughed and laid back, arms behind his head, cock upstanding.
Jess knelt between his legs and opened the lube. It smelt gorgeous. "This could get messy," she said.
She dripped it over his cock and then used her hands to massage him. It was slippery but made it far easier to rub the length of him, up and down, squeezing and then licking him. "Tastes lush," she said, laughing.
Max groaned. He was obviously happy starting off cold.
Jess licked and sucked him, but she still wasn't feeling it. It felt too contrived; interrupting the natural flow of sex to pour on drops of flavour or squeezes of lube, just felt like a distraction.
She pulled back before Max was too far gone. "Enjoying?" she asked him, opening up the tiny pink vibrator, and getting the cock rings ready.
Max murmured something, and though she couldn't understand what it was, she could tell that he was enjoying himself.
She slid one of the cock rings onto his dick; it was a lime green one that vibrated and was covered in little rubber nodules that helped with her pleasure! "It's a bit tight," Max said, eventually opening his eyes.
"I think it's meant to be," Jess said, pressing the little switch that started the vibrating and then grabbing the box. She tried to read the blurb but Max caught hold of her and pinned her to the bed. "I've got a feeling, Jessie, that you're not enjoying this as much as you should be."
Jess was about to argue, but Max crushed her mouth with his own, barring her words and rendering her speechless.
He was right; she hadn't been feeling it, but this she was. He ground his mouth on hers, his soft lips hard and demanding, his tongue insistent and probing, one hand on her tit, squeezing a nipple, the other holding his weight off her.
This was more like it!
Max was relentless, obviously determined to change her mind and make sure she enjoyed the session - maybe he was worried about what she would write in her blog!
He started kissing down her naked body, smothering her hot skin with even hotter kisses, nipping and licking at her creamy soft skin, driving Jess into a frenzy. She was moaning and writhing and Max was enjoying taking control of her.
She could feel her excitement building. Max took hold of the tiny vibrator and, slipping himself inside her, he tucked it between them.
Jess let out a low moan; the buzzing was hitting her right in the clit, his cock was thrusting and ramming inside her, hard and fast, just how she liked it.
"Better?" he asked, holding onto the headboard and going even harder.
Jess nodded, biting down on her lip to stop a scream, feeling her orgasm building and building.
"Better?" Max asked again, laughing when she nodded even harder.
"Yes, oh Jesus, yes!" She finally got the words out.
The cock ring was doing its job, helping Max stay stiff and hard for a little longer than he might have without it. Plus Jess could tell that he was enjoying the sensation of the vibration. With the vibrator against her clit, buzzing harder every time Max's body met hers, she felt like her senses were getting overloaded and her body was about to explode.
Jess started panting, a moan escaping from her each time Max thrust inside her. His strokes were getting longer and deeper and quicker; she could feel her orgasm building quicker and quicker, the pulsing starting. She closed her eyes and could literally see stars.
With a groan and a loud "Fuck!" Max came in a long intense shudder and Jess ground upwards on him until she felt her orgasm peak.
"Shit! That was good!" Max said, pulling the cock ring off his relaxed dick.
"Yeah," Jess agreed and tried to stand, though her legs had turned to jelly. She bundled all the sex stuff on the floor and then went to the loo.
"Got there in the end?" Max asked, with a grin on his face.
Jess laughed. "Yeah, think so!"
Within minutes, they were both snoring.
Chapter Eight
As usual, Max was awake before Jess. When she heard him, she jumped up. "Shit! I forgot to email my blog through last night."
Max straightened his tie and then turned to her. "Tell her I shagged you so hard, you couldn't think straight."
Jess threw a pillow at him. "Not helpful! I'll do it quickly now."
Max dropped a kiss onto her head. "Let me know what we're doing tonight."
Jess nodded distractedly and pulled her computer onto her lap. She would be in the shit if she didn't get her blog done, and done q
uickly.
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Finally finished with work, Jess looked at the list. Number three: watch a porn film.
Easy.
She had picked a suitably dodgy-looking one when she was in Ann Summers - Hot Cocks and Pussies of Summer.
There was a name and number next to 'Watch a porn film together', but Jess wasn't going to ring her.
She knew the appeal of a porn film - even though she was a virgin where they were concerned. She had watched sexy films before though and the turn-on was pretty obvious - especially for men - lot of flesh, lots of sex and lots of extreme close-ups!
She didn't need an expert to tell her that!
She wasn't sure what she would think, though.
As long as the men were good-looking and not just ugly old fat men whose only good point was a big dick, she would probably be okay.
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Jess spent the day pottering around, and pretty much waiting for Max to come home.
Having sex every day was working out so far - but this was only day three!
They were fairly highly sexed anyway - she thought - but having to do it was a little bit different from wanting to do it.
Not that she didn't want to do it, but the sex toys yesterday hadn't felt very spontaneous. Stopping to dribble cookie dough over Max's cock had slowed her down a bit and made it feel more like a cookery lesson!
She decided to set the lounge up like a little love-den. She poured wine and brought pillows and the duvet down from their bedroom. She drew the curtains and lit some candles.
She could at least try to make dodgy porn classy!
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Max came home at six, with his usual noisy, swearing routine, making Jess laugh.
"Got a treat in store for you tonight," she said, kissing his cheek.
"Ah, woman, give me a rest. What have I got to do tonight? I feel like a performing monkey!"
Jess turned to face him, a worried look on her face.
Max burst out laughing. "Honey, I was joking - you have the best job in the world! I'm ready for you to get the next assignment and you haven't even finished this one yet!"
Jess grinned. "Max! I panicked then - can you imagine my blog? Boyfriend refuses to do it for days three through fourteen! Don't think I'd get paid!"
Max ruffled her hair, dropping to the sofa. "No chance of that, Jessie."
Jess smiled and kissed his head. "I'll sort food, you get changed."
Max did as he was bid and once they'd eaten, they settled down on the sofa, tucked under the duvet. It was pretty chilly, so Jess had lit the fire before going upstairs to change into a sexy balconette bra with matching panties.
Snuggled together with their wine, they pressed play.
"What's it called?" Max asked.
"Hot Cocks and Pussies of Summer," Jess said, grinning.
"That's a bloody shit title," Max said, shaking his head.
Jess smiled; he might be pretending to be unimpressed but she could feel that his cock was starting to harden at the mere thought of watching something so visually sexy.
The title of the film came up on the screen, cheesy music playing in the background.
"I'm led to believe," Jess said. "That there's not a whole lot of story in these films..."
Max shrugged. "I don't need story - just sex."
Jess rolled her eyes.
Within minutes, they were getting some of that.
The action started at the beach. An empty beach, save for one lonely, bikini-clad woman, doing a Baywatch-style run along the lapping waves of the shore.
Jess stifled a laugh. This was meant to be hot, not funny!
A close up on her butt cheeks - barely covered by the skimpy red bikini -a close up on her enormous tits, almost breaking free from the bikini top.
Actually, make that breaking free, because in the next shot - obviously far too hot in her tiny bikini - she whipped the top off and threw it with sexy abandon into the sea.
The close up was now all boobs and juicy-looking nipples.
Jess had to admit that her body was amazing - and her tits did look good, gravity-defying as they were!
Next came a new addition to the beach - a hot guy, with tiny speedos and a six-pack.
He was running just as energetically from the other direction - close up on his cock bobbing around in his trunks.
Jess grinned at Max, who lifted the duvet to flash his own cock straining against the material of his trunks.
"It's working for you, then?" she asked.
Max nodded, but quickly turned his attention back to the screen.
Hot girl of Summer and hot boy of Summer collided in the surf and fell to the floor, far enough up the beach, magically, that the water didn't cover any of their rude bits!
Jess was smiling to herself but Max was transfixed.
Extreme close up on hot boy's mouth on hot girl's tit, tongue on her nipple, then her mouth open in ecstasy.
The few clothes they were wearing were ripped off with much drama and then there were close ups of naked skin - her shaved pussy, his enormous cock. His pubic hair definitely trimmed, her legs open and her juice glistening.
Hot cocks and pussies of summer indeed!
Then he was licking her out, lots of close up action and panning up to catch her orgasmic face.
Then she was sucking his cock - him holding her in place, hands in her long hair.
Then they were fucking.
Jess watched Max almost as much as she watched the film.
His eyes were glazed and his mouth was slightly open. Men were more visual creatures, she knew - but right now she might as well be invisible.
She knew if she climbed on top of him, he'd keep watching the film over her shoulder.
Oh, now hot girl was on all fours and he was - graphically - shagging her up the arse. Jess actually flinched - it looked a bit painful, but Max's eyes were still glued to the screen - and this was only the first scene.
Now she was lying on the beach again and hot boy was coming all over hot girl's tits, while she rubbed the sperm into her skin like it was the world's most expensive moisturiser.
Jess bit her lip - the skin and the flesh was hot, she wouldn't deny that, and the kissing and the oral sex had made her feel horny - but she thought the rest was a bit far-fetched. God help some poor old grandma hoping to take her dogs for a little dip in the sea and coming across this!
Max finally blinked and turned to Jess - just as the next scenario started - girl in an empty restaurant, licking suggestively on a cocktail straw, buff half-dressed waiter coming to give her a refill...
"Climb on top of me," Max said, eyes flicking between Jess and the screen.
Jess grinned - this was the point of it all, after all.
She pulled down his trunks, pulled her tits out of her bra, and pushed her lacy panties to one side.
She climbed onto him, feeling his hard cock fill her up - and there was no denying that she was wet - that she was ready for him.
She started grinding her clit down on him, feeling her nipples brush against his skin.
Max started thrusting upwards, maybe in time to the rhythm of the screen sex and she was quick to reach an intense orgasm as he shot his load inside her - not all over her tits!
Chapter Nine
Jess woke up mid-morning, sprawled over the whole of the bed and happy to sleep for longer.
She didn't, though; she got up and looked at the list.
Number four today.
Take pictures. There was a little P.S with this one. It said she could take pictures of her bits and send them to Max, and he could do the same, or they could take photos of each other. The name to ring was Jo.
Jess wasn't sure she really needed to meet with her, but she supposed she could talk to her.
Jo answered after the first ring.
"Hello, Jo?" Jess asked.
"Speaking."
"Hi, this is Jess, ringing from Fresh Vibe magazine."
"Oh, right, hi. J
ust hang on, let me turn the TV down. I'm watching Jeremy Kyle."
Jess smiled.
"Right, I'm back."
"Great. Um, I know you spoke to one of our researchers about sexy pictures? I just wondered - if you don't mind - could you give me a bit more info, really. What you do, why, if it works..." Jess trailed off. Awkward!
"Ooh, right, okay. Well, about three years ago, I was going out with this guy called Dave. He was a bit of a lad and one day he sent me some pics, on my phone, of his dick. The first one it was all limp, like, and in the second one, it was hard. And he'd written something like 'this is what you do to me'! It was hysterical. So I sent him one of my boobs, like, in a lacy bra, saying something like 'can't wait for you to see these' and then I poked out a nipple and sent him that, saying 'can't wait for you to lick this'."
Jess was doodling on her notepad, thinking of Max in work, in some serious meeting, or in court, and imagining the shock he would get if she sent him a picture of her nipple. She was grinning just thinking about it.
Jo was still talking: "So then he sent me a pic of his chest saying 'need your hot lips on me', then I sent him a pic of my down-there saying, 'want you inside me'. Then he sent one back saying 'show me', so I sent one with my legs open. Oh god, I sound like a right slapper, don't I?"
Jess laughed. "Not at all - it sounds great. A really good idea to get you in the mood, I think."
"Yeah - exactly. We were just getting really filthy and by the time he came home, he barely got through the door and we were shagging on the bottom of the stairs. I'm not with him anymore, but every now and then I send my boyfriend a cheeky pic and it really does work. It's so cheeky and a bit dirty. And you'd just die if the wrong person saw it, so it feels a bit dangerous too. It's the anticipation of it - it's foreplay before you're even together. I think it's great. I think all Fresh Vibe readers should try it. Honest!"
"Thanks, Jo. It sounds like a really good way of keeping things fresh and sexy!"
"Ah, thanks!"
Jess hung up and then sat on her bed with her phone.
How was this going to work? She didn't want Max opening a text in front of one of his colleagues and them accidentally getting an eyeful!
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