by Joanna Blake
"Unnnffffff…"
Her slick walls massaged my sensitive shaft as I inched forward. The girl was tiny to begin with, true, but I could tell she hadn't done this in even longer than I’d thought.
A long while.
Something about that made me even more excited if it were possible. She wanted me. After all this time, it was me who she'd allowed inside her.
Inside her, to heaven.
I grimaced and slid forward a bit more, being careful not to hurt her. She was so tiny, so tight, I knew my cock would hurt her if I let loose. So I kept myself in check, opening her, holding back from ramming into her the way I wanted to.
Not yet anyway.
But soon.
Easy boy.
I was about halfway inside her when I heard it. It was so faint, the softest of whispers. I froze, staring down at her beautiful face. She was breathing heavily, looking me straight in the eye.
“Please…”
“What is it Jenny?”
"Slade, would you please fuck me now?"
I groaned as my hips jerked involuntarily, sending my cock deeper into her sheath. She wrapped her long, silky legs around me.
That was it, I was gone.
Game over.
Long deep strokes that made my entire body flex as I pistoned my shaft in and out of her. Slow at first, but picking up steam until I was fucking her like a freight train. But still I held back.
At least until I felt her sugar walls start to undulate against me.
Jenny was coming. And it was a beautiful thing. A beautiful, insanely sexy thing.
"Oh oh oh!"
The feel of her combined with the sweet, sexy noises she made were too much. I lost it.
I was thrusting wildly into her when I felt my cock start to spurt. I moaned and tried to stop but I couldn't. There was no way in hell I was pulling out now. I literally couldn’t.
We’d waited too long, gone too slow, I was coming inside her and there was nothing I could do about it. My shaft was pulsing hot slippery streams of come straight into her pussy.
"Ahhhh- fuck!"
I pinched the base of my cock and yanked free, covering her belly with my seed. I was still coming. At least I hadn’t left it all inside her.
But I knew that plenty had ended up inside her. I’d had an unusually large load. Massive, really. More than enough to impregnate her.
Much more.
It had been a while for me too.
I gasped and rolled onto my back, stroking the last of my cum out into my hand. I grabbed some tissues and wiped her soft belly clean.
Shit. Jenny is going to kill me.
I was an idiot. I’d just blown the best thing I’d had in my life. A shot at something real.
Not that I minded the idea of getting this girl pregnant. I loved that idea. But I did mind the idea of possibly pissing her off enough that she might not want to do this again.
Because I wanted to do it again. A lot.
More than anything.
In fact, I was already getting hard again.
"Jenny?"
"Uh huh."
"Can we- do that again?"
"Uh huh."
Well then. I smiled and started kissing my way down her body. If I kept her turned on enough, and coming until dawn, maybe she’d forgive me for making a mess of things.
I’d do my best to make her want me back, for good.
Chapter 13
Jenny
Oh my.
I stared at the ceiling, still trying to catch my breath. It was near dawn when we were finally finished with round three. That had been the marathon round, the long, slow fuck that would leave us both sore in the morning and for days to come.
I’d started out on top that time but by the end I was on my back. That had been a particularly interesting position, with my legs thrown over Slade’s shoulders while he slowly ground his magnificent prick inside me.
And it was magnificent. Perfect. Beyond anything I’d imagined.
Slade had the blue whale of cocks. It was the eighth wonder of the world. It was a freaking skyscraper.
He’d been tireless, one hand gripping my hip while the other had danced lightly over my clitoris, sending me into orgasm after orgasm.
Good lord, the man knew what he was doing.
Finally we’d wound up tangled in the sheets, each feeling like a melted puddle of goo. There hadn't been much talking so far. There hadn't needed to be.
It was the best night of my life.
Too bad it could never happen again.
He was tracing his finger tips over my hip when I caught his eye.
"That was amazing."
He smiled at me tenderly.
"You're amazing Jenny."
"Slade- this was just what I needed. Thank you."
He laughed and kissed my neck.
"You make it sound like I did you a favor."
"You did. But it can never happen again."
"What?"
I’d stroked his cheek softly as my eyelids fluttered shut. I was nearly asleep. He sounded annoyed. I felt him sit up in bed beside me.
But it didn’t matter. I meant it. I wasn't going to open myself up to a fling with him, no matter how tempting it might be.
I had to protect myself better than that.
"Just this one time. Thanks for making it count…"
Then I rolled over and went to sleep.
A soft tickling on my nose woke me up a few hours later. I opened my eyes and grimaced. The sun was up. I must have overslept.
I tried to roll over but I couldn't. I stared at the open window, confused. I turned my head and could see Basil happily eating his breakfast through the open bedroom door.
I heard footsteps and then he walked in and sat down.
Slade Kinney was sitting beside me on the bed, fully dressed.
Sipping a cup of coffee.
Meanwhile, I was still naked. And tied up. I tugged on my hands, realizing this wasn’t a prank.
He’d freaking tied me to the damn bed!
"What- what are you doing?"
He smiled at me patiently.
"Waiting for you to wake up."
"I thought you'd be gone by now."
He narrowed his eyes. He looked… annoyed with me. Really annoyed.
"You did? That's interesting. Well, you were wrong."
"Slade- this really isn't my thing. Can you untie me now please?"
He shook his head slowly.
"No, I don't think I can. Not until we have a little talk."
"About what?"
"I don't want just one night. I want you."
"Slade- this is crazy!"
"Is it?"
He started inspecting his fingernails.
"Yes!"
"Are you saying you didn't enjoy last night?"
I had the grace to blush.
"No but-”
“So you did enjoy it?”
“Yes, of course but-”
“I like you Jenny. A lot. I know you like me.”
“I do but-”
He leaned forward and stuffed something in my mouth. My panties. Oh god, it was a pair of my panties. They were clean thankfully, not that it made this any less humiliating
"No 'buts' doll face. It's my turn to talk. And convince you that my way of thinking is best."
He smiled at me and rolled his sleeves up.
“I’m sure we can come to some sort of agreement.”
Chapter 14
Slade
I’m not going to make this easy on her. Why should I?
I stared down at the buxom beauty spread out on the bed. She wasn’t going to kick me to the curb, dammit. I wasn’t a one night stand.
I was boyfriend material dammit.
More- I was husband material!
I might seem calm on the outside but inside I was burning with indignation. I’d never been rejected in my entire life and it made me angry. Even worse, I was afraid.
I’d never been afra
id to lose anyone before.
But I was afraid to lose her. Terrified really. I’d just found Miss Jenny Cakes. She made me feel alive in all sorts of unexpected ways.
Not to mention the very expected ways.
I couldn't lose that. I couldn't lose her.
So I’d just have to convince her.
I smiled. It wasn't a friendly smile. It was the smile of a predator. A lion who had just spied a particularly juicy gazelle.
With precise movements I rolled up the sleeves of my button-down shirt.
And then I got to work.
I slowly pulled the sheet down off of her very nude, very spread eagle body.
Jesus, but she looked good. Her body was poetry in motion. I’d thought that the first time I saw her, and it still rang true. Curves on curves.
I pulled up something I’d kept hidden just out of sight on the floor. It was an oil. I smirked as I looked at the label. Organic coconut oil.
So Jenny was health conscious. That was adorable.
It was also perfect for my purposes.
I’d found it in the cupboard and had all kinds of ideas… She must use it for baking. I shook my head. Little did she know, it had many, many other uses.
I slowly unscrewed the cap and scooped out a handful with my fingers. Then I knelt at her feet and started to rub it in.
"Hmmmffff!"
She wiggled this way and that, clearly ticklish. I was methodical though. Using both hands to hold her still as I rubbed every inch of her.
She moaned in ecstasy as I worked her arches. Then she grumbled angrily at me again. Then another moan.
I ignored her, slowly massaging my way up her legs to her thighs. For a long time I worked on her thighs, coming close to, but not touching her plump little pussy lips.
Well, maybe a little. Just a light skim with the back of my hand, my fingertips. Enough to make her jump off the bed. Enough to make her tight little slit start to drip.
I licked my lips while staring at her petals.
I knew she was watching me like a hawk.
I leaned forward and blew on her.
Her hips jerked and she let out a little moan.
I started rubbing her hips and belly, bypassing her pussy altogether. I was going to play with her until she was out of her mind. She knew it too.
Oh yes, Jenny had just figured out my plan.
I smirked at the furious look in her eyes. Soon, she'd look different altogether.
She'd look desperate.
I worked my way up and over her rib cage, brushing her nipples once, twice, three times. I moved upward stroking her neck, shoulders and scalp.
And then I started back down again.
Now she was whimpering softy, her body arching under my tender ministrations. This time I caressed her breasts, fondling them and tweaking the nipples, but only for a minute. When I got to the secret place between her legs, I leaned forward and slid my tongue against her.
Just once.
Then I started on her legs again. Finally I knelt at her feet, lightly running my hands up and down the soles. She was writhing on the bed. I knew I should take pity on her, let her speak.
I could at least give her a chance to beg.
But not yet.
I was too pissed off that she’d wanted to dump me. I couldn’t help it. I wanted to make her suffer a little.
And more than that, I wanted to prove a point.
Again, I started massaging my way up her legs. This time when I got to her sopping wet pussy I spent a bit more time licking her. She was whimpering by the time I stopped, lifting my eyes to hers.
I smiled and lowered my head, sucking her clitoris into my mouth. She screamed as I danced my tongue against it rapidly. When I stopped after a few minutes the sound she made was one of pure animal desire.
I smiled as I worked slowly up to her tits again. Now I caressed them fully, suckling one nipple and then the other. She was making urgent sounds, muffled by the panties I’d stuffed in her mouth.
I knew what she wanted and I was not going to give it to her. Instead I spent ten minutes playing with her luscious breasts, driving her to the brink and past it again.
Finally I looked up at her.
She looked flushed and utterly wild.
Perfect.
I smiled.
"Had enough?"
Jenny nodded vigorously.
"Hmmmmfffff!"
I grabbed the edge of her panties and slowly pulled them from her mouth. She panted, staring at me with passion glazed eyes.
"You bastard."
"Uh uh uh. That's no way to get what you are after…"
I held the panties, acting as if I was going to stuff them back into her mouth.
"Please…"
"What do you want? This?"
I dragged my finger down her body to her quivering sex, circling my finger on her clitoris.
"Unnfff… yes…"
"Does that mean you want me?"
"Yes…"
"Say it Jenny. You want me."
"I want you. Please, Slade!"
I pulled my hand away, making her whimper.
"But this was just a one time thing. That's what you said isn't it?"
"Yes- I mean - no! Oh God…"
I traced a lazy circle around her pussy, not quite touching her most sensitive parts. I could see her sex quaking, desperate for my touch.
"So you changed your mind? You are going to see me again?"
"Yes! Whatever you want… Just please… Ohhhh…"
I circled my thumb on her bud again, making her cry out.
"Whatever I want? Whenever I want?"
She nodded breathlessly.
"Yes… Yes, Slade…"
"I'm not sure I believe you."
"I mean it! I promise."
I licked my finger and slid it inside her, plumbing her depths. She was so tight but oh so slippery. I wouldn’t have a hard time getting inside her this time.
"Swear on Basil."
"Oh FUCK! Yes! I swear. I swear on Basil!"
I laughed and pulled back again.
"Alright then Jenny. I'll give you what you want. What we both want."
She watched me as I pulled my clothes off. I wasn't in a hurry. I was as turned on as she was but I had far more control, more experience.
And I was going to use it.
When my cock sprang free her mouth opened. I smiled and climbed on top of her, guiding my cock to her soaking wet pussy.
"You are sure this is what you want, Jenny?"
She nodded.
"Yes."
I pushed forward, sliding all the way in one long slow thrust.
"I'm not after a fling Jenny. You can't just use me and get away with it."
I pulled back and drove home again.
"Uh-uh- alright. Oh God… I'm sorry."
"That's better."
I circled my hips again, starting to create a tempo. Beneath me I could feel her starting to come. I chuckled. That was fast.
Her head thrashed on the pillow as I continued my leisurely pace. I’d let her come, but not as hard as she would have if I fucked her hard and fast. Plus, this way it would drag on a hell of a lot longer.
And I’d get the answers I wanted.
"I really like fucking you, Jenny. Do you like it too?"
"Oh GOD! YES!"
"Hmmm… that's good. Because I'm going to be doing a lot of it. You'd like that wouldn't you, Jenny?"
I pistoned a little faster now, as her orgasm continued to tear through her. She was mindless but I still insisted she answer me.
I pulled almost completely out, holding my cock right at her entrance. She was still trying to finish, still quivering. Her eyes snapped open and her hips rose. But I pulled back again.
"Jenny?"
"Yes! Yes, I would like that- oh GOD!"
She screamed as I slipped my cock back inside her.
"That's a good girl… hmmmm very good…"
I started my me
asured thrusts again. I pumped my cock slowly in and out of her for another half hour or so, bringing her to at least five more orgasms. She was practically weeping when I felt my balls tighten up with my load.
During that half hour I’d made her agree to a lot of things.
A lot of delightfully filthy things.
Starting with moving in with me next door.
Basil too of course.
I groaned as my cock jerked inside her, spewing my load deep against her womb.
This time I didn't even bother to pull out.
After all, that was one of the promises she'd made.
She’d promised to give me a baby, too.
Later, when I had untied her and was holding her tenderly in my arms, I whispered in her ear.
"You really made me work for it."
She smiled against my shoulder and shrugged.
"You're worth fighting for, Jenny Cakes."
"Thanks."
I smacked her ass. Then I grabbed it and squeezed. She didn't seem to mind. I’d worn her out to the point that all her hard edges were softened. That was the secret to managing this difficult but magnificent woman.
My woman.
I smacked her bottom again.
It was a very, very nice ass.
And now, it was mine.
Six Months Later
Slade
“That smells incredible.”
I leaned over Jenny’s shoulder, peering at her work. Some sort of cookies, though healthy ones of course. I let my hand wander to her front and circled her delicious belly.
My Jenny Cakes was pregnant. We’d been busy this past Summer and Fall. I’d written my next album and was in the process of recording it in the basement studio,
But Jenny had been even busier. Not just keeping me pleased, though I was still insatiable for her. In fact, she’d started a whole new business.
Jenny Cakes Lite.
Healthy snacks for expectant moms and even kids. Healthy, organic and with added nutrients like protein from peas and all kinds of crazy stuff. The local market was carrying it, and she’d even been talking to some major distributors about expanding.
It was exciting stuff, but nowhere as exciting as what we had cooked up together.
Our baby.
And I had another little surprise up my sleeve for my girl.