I’m a little long winded, but I hope you’ll find it worth it.
The story of how Guy and Jane came to live together is an interesting one, but one for a different day. The bare bones of it are that they live together, and it worked. Guy, a 6’2” not overly out of nor in shape man, worked a lot of days, and Jane, a 5’nothing girl with the perfect amount of curves, worked mainly nights. Sometimes though, Guy had to work a night and Jane would have a day off. This was one such night.
Guy worked at a video store 40 hours a week, most of those being during the day. On monday nights after the midnight closing time however, the new releases have to go out; a task which most usually fell to Guy. This was one of those nights. It wasn’t a hard job to do, but putting them out after working an 8 hour shift is just the thing to make him thoroughly ready for the end of the day. After he put the last new movie on the shelf, he locked up the store and headed home. When he got there, he encountered a familiar sight; Jane asleep on the couch, with the tv still playing Bones. Guy smiled, pulled a blanket over her, straightened up the table a bit, and headed into his room. He got ready for bed, changing out of his work clothes and into the pair of athletic shorts he slept in and laid down to bed. After a short time, his door creaked open. But that’s getting a bit far ahead.
Being that Jane worked as a server at a sports bar, she spent her ridiculously long shifts on her feet. With her precious days off, Jane liked to hermit up as best she could. Jane also liked to partake in marijuana smoking, which she felt a little self conscious about doing around Guy as he did not. As this was a day she had the apartment to herself, she thoroughly enjoyed herself. Her day mainly consisted of sitting around the apartment in a crop top and sweatpants, reading, and imbibing. Jane’s highs usually increased her already voracious sex drive, with tonight being no exception. What Guy didn’t know, and what ultimately set the night’s events into motion, is that Jane had serious trouble getting to completion on her own and her personal aide unfortunately had given her her last orgasm the day before before it had been rendered inoperable. Try as she might, she couldn’t hit the peak she needed. Her body was willing, her fingers working diligently to rub and caress her way to the release she so desperately needed. Right when she was just at the edge, right when she could almost feel herself about to come, it would elude her. Frustrated, Jane pulled up her goto show, Bones, and drifted off to sleep. When she awoke, she found herself covered up, her tv off, and table straighten up; definitely not how she left things. When she looked around, she saw Guy’s door closed. Still feeling the highs of the day’s activities and the lows of her earlier failures, she got up and opened a door.
Now seeing how Guy was still asleep, he didn’t hear the door open. He didn’t even feel Jane slip into his bed. What he did feel was her slip under his arms, her impeccably soft rubbing against his. In the near total darkness of the room, Guy’s eyes opened slightly to see Jane looking up at him.
“Whaa…?” Guy managed to get out as he was trying to process what was happening. “What’re you doing…?” Guy posed this question while not really making any attempt to stop her.
“Shush.” Jane replied, reaching up to meet her lips to his.
Any speck of resistance Guy might have had melted away with that kiss. Sure he had looked at Jane plenty, and had a stray thought here or there during private time, but nothing ever came of it. She seemed to be flying on a primal autopilot, so he handed over decision making to the small brain. He rolled over, her body now on top of his. Guy’s hands snaked their way up her midriff, savoring every inch of her softness. His fingertips reached the bottom of her crop top, waiting for rationality to win back out. When he saw her bite her bottom lip, he knew no rational thoughts were going to win out. He lifted it off and tossed it aside, getting his first look at her exposed tits. They were, in a word, perfect. Not being one to be able to gage sizes, he knew they would be good handfuls and were impossibly perky. As much as he wanted them to travel up, Guy’s hands reverted to her hips.
“Guy…..” Jane almost purred, which only intensified his growing erection.
She pulled his hands up to cup her tits, which he graciously did. The first thing he noticed were how hard her nipples were, which contrasted beautifully with the softness of the rest of her that he was caressing. In all honesty this could have been enough for Guy, but he knew he wanted more. Jane seemed to be able to read his mind, as she leaned down and the kissing continued, this time with copious amounts of tongue. The kiss broke, with Jane’s lips trailing down his neck each one planting its angelically soft mark on his body going southward. With every inch she crept down, Guy’s cock twitched in his tented boxers and shorts. Without a pause Jane gripped both waistbands and pulled down, freeing him from the ever tightening restraint. With a deft touch Jane took Guy’s girth into her hand, her tongue running around his tip with already glistened with pre-cum.
“Mmmm….you taste great.” She hummed as she slowly and excruciatingly ran her tongue up and down his length before slipping it into her mouth. It was nothing like Guy had ever experienced before in his previous encounters in this field; the way her mouth and tongue worked in harmony on his cock was nothing short of magic. Her hands, not missing a beat, massaged his balls and stroked what length hadn’t entered her mouth. Snapping back from his temporary delirium Guy ran his hands through her hair, clearing it out of the way so he could see the act. Her eyes, full of lust and passion, locked with his as she took him deeper in her throat. She kept him there for what seemed like an eternity, until her eyes watered slightly and he withdrew. She had felt him approach the edge, and slowed down the pace.
“Not yet, that’s mine.” Jane growled, her voice with a slight rasp to it now. Guy tried to shift so that he could return the amazing favor that had just been bestowed upon him, but Jane had other plans. She got up briefly to pull off her sweatpants, leaving her in a pair of lace panties. Those soon too went, Jane tossing them at Guy. When Guy grabbed them, he felt just how soaked they had become. Possessed by an urge he didn’t know existed until moments ago he took a deep lick of the drenched garments, her sweet scent and taste running over his tongue.
“You taste pretty divine yourself.” He said with a newfound confidence. Without a word Jane climbed back on top of Guy, his cock resting against the dripping lips of her warm pussy. They kissed again, the taste of her pussy igniting a newfound level of passion between their two tongues. As they stayed entwined Jane grinded against his cock, her soft, gorgeous bush rubbing against him as well. In one fluid motion, Jane leaned up, lined up Guy’s throbbing cock, and came down on it with a hard with a sharp moan. Not wasting any time, Jane started with a full ride, her hips allowing her to grind up and down his length. She would alternate between riding and bouncing, her tits moving along with her in a hypnotizing fashion. Not wanting to such a passive participant Guy took her waist into his strong hands, halting her momentum. Posturing his hips into a better angle, he started thrusting up into her incredibly tight pussy. Each thrust elicited a moan from Jane, causing him to thrust faster and harder. Guy sat up, pressing his chest to her’s as she wrapped her arms around him. Her grinding started up again, matching the pace of his thrusts. In harmony they moved, reaching new heights of pleasure with each movement.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck….” Jane moaned with each move, knowing she was close. “Keep going, keep go…fuuuck…..” She tried to finish her sentence before she gushed in between the two of them, her long awaited orgasm finally erupting. She rode it out, slowing to a stop while still impaled on his cock. The sweat generated from their furious passion glistening on them. She was about ready withdraw when it was Guy’s turn to surprise her.
“Oh, you think we’re done?” Guy asked, shifting to position himself on top of her while remaining in the tight embrace of her still dripping pussy. His hands grasped her, holding them above her head as his thrusts began. Not resisting one bit, Jane bit Guy’s ear moaning directly into it, send a tidal wave of chills down his spine. He angled himself high, so that he was thrust almost downward into her.
“Yes…Yes…harder….” she rasped out, already feeling herself get close. He kept his pace the same, but thrust his hips harder, slamming into her. The sound of their bodies crashing into each other accompanied their dueling moans, each of them about at their limits. Guy could feel Jane start to gush again, and knew his end was near. Instinct took over, and as she started to flow out he withdrew his aching cock from her. While she was in the throws of her orgasam, Guy started to erupt with streams of his white hot come landing on her stomach, and up to coat her tits. With a final moan, he collapsed next to her searching for breath that slowly came. Jane traced her hand from her now quivering pussy, up to some of Guy’s come that rested on her, taking a taste.
“Now that, that tastes divine.” She purred into his ear before she got up and went into the bathroom. While she was in there, Guy was surprised that his mind wasn’t racing with all the ways that this could end up horrible. The only thing occupying his mind was the girl in the bathroom. After the sound of the sink had stopped, Jane came back in the room and climbed back into bed. She curled in his arms, which without question wrapped around her. The room was quiet, the only sound Guy could hear was his heart pounding in his chest.
“Next time,” Jane finally broke the silence, “Next time you better come in me.” She gave him a kiss, then drifted off to sleep.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4e04js/jane_and_guy