Jane and Guy 3

And it kept going like that: unprecedented, undefined, but ultimately what both of them needed.  Nothing was really planned, it just happened in the moment.  Guy wanted to change that; and he had an idea how.  

Guy knew Jane pretty well, especially how much she loved to read.  Most of what she owned in their apartment were shelves packed with well loved books.  A particular favorite of hers were the works of JRR Tolkien, much to the chagrin of Guy.  It’s not that he didn’t like to read, but fantasy was pretty heavy.  But seeing Jane rant and rave about the deep intricacies of the world was awe inspiring.  And seeing some of the books that were passed around in her family gave him what needed to put his plan in motion.  One of the long standing traditions in Jane’s family was to write running commentaries in the margins of the books they would all read.  It was quite a sight to see the different generations thoughts and feelings about what they read all collected together.  Knowing that Jane would be at work all night, Guy stopped at Barnes and Noble, picked up a copy of The Hobbit, and planned to spend the night reading and annotate it for her to find in the morning.  Guy climbed the stairs and unlocked the door to their apartment, opening it to find something that made his jaw drop.

Waiting for him inside was a wrestling pay-per-view playing on the tv, his favorite board game set up on the table, two bottles of Yoo-Hoo chilling on ice, and Jane, clad in one of his wrestling t-shirts which effectively was a dress on her.  So basically all of his favorite things.

“Oh, hello Guy.  Would you like to play a game?”  Jane said, her smile somehow even more brilliant than the set-up she had prepared around him.

It takes a lot to make Guy speechless, but he was struggling to find words.  He finally managed to get out, “Aren’t you supposed to be at work?”

Without missing a beat, Jane replied “Oh yeah, it turns out I got sick.”  She gave a half hearted cough, having the good manners to raise her hand to cover her mouth.  “Come, sit.”  She walked over and took him by the hand, leading him to the table. When he sat down, she pulled the bottles of Yoo-Hoo out and handed one to him, making sure to shake it up first.  No sooner did she hand it to him did he drain it.  He reached over and set it on the table and returned his attention, and involuntary smile, to Jane.  

“So, lets play.” She said, picking up a set of dice belonging to the game.  

“You don’t have to do this.”  He said, knowing she was not the biggest fan of playing the games that comprised one of Guy’s biggest hobbies.

“I know.  But I want to.” Her beaming smile piercing him again.  “Don’t worry, I’ll take it easy on you,” she added, with a wink.

“Oh, will you now? I’d be most appreciative.”  Guy replied as they started the game.

The game ran about an hour and twenty minutes, and was pretty competitive.  Jane would try to distract him by having him explain what was happening in the wrestling show in the background, which was surprisingly effective. Not quite as effective as Guy’s eyes running up her legs, but effective none the less. But at the end of the game, Guy did win out though Jane wasn’t too far behind.  

“So, and I mean this in the best way possibly, how did you get this good at this game?”  Guy asked, an eyebrow raised.

“I might have been reading up on different strategies online.”  She said, starting to pick up and put the game away.

“Wait….how long have you been planning this?” He asked, finishing up putting the game back in the box.

“Abouuuut a week.”  She said, picking up the gamebox and returning it to the shelf with Guy’s other games.  As she reached up to put it back, Guy got up and walked over to her, hugging her from behind.

“Thank you for this,” he said, kissing her on the top of her head. “You’re incredible.”

“This I know,” she said, turning around but staying in his arms.  “What was that you had when came home today?”  

“Oh, that….” He walked over to the bag he dropped when he walked in and handed it her. “Not quite as good as yours, but I tried.”

Jane opened the bag and pulled out the copy of The Hobbit and a pack of fine point pens.  “Oh, you weren’t….” she said with a grin.  

“Well, I was going to try,” he replied, returning her grin.

“Now who’s incredible?” Jane asked, leaning to give him a sweet kiss, which he readily accepted.  “Oh, I had one more thing for you.  If you wanted it.”

“Absolutely, I can’t imagine it’s something I don’t want.”

“But is it something you can handle?”  Jane walked around the room, lighting candles.

“Something I can handle?  You’ve certainly peaked my interest.”

“Well I should hope so.”  She walked past him to the light switch, turning it off, the apartment now only illuminated by the soft glow of the candles.  

“Now, what is it you think I can’t handle?”  Guy asked, his eyes not leaving her for a second.

“This…..” Jane said, her hands grasping Guy’s shirt she was wearing.  Slowly, painfully slowly, she pulled it up over her head, leaving her only in a gorgeous black lace bra and a matching black g-string. She tossed the shirt over at Guy, who couldn’t lift his hand to catch it, the shirt landing right on his face. She walked over and removed the shirt from his face, replacing it with her lips on his.

As the kiss deepened, she undid his belt, quickly unfastening his pants, letting them drop.  When they hit the floor, she ran his hand over his now strained boxer briefs.  She knelt down in front of him, her hands tucked in the waistband of his briefs about ready to pull them down when Guy stopped her.  

“No….let me.”  He said, reaching down and almost effortlessly picking her up, the breath escaping her as he lifted her.  He walked her over the couch and set her down gently.  He knelt down in front of her, his thumbs hooking in her panties. As he slipped them down, he could see how they were soaked and how her pussy was glistening.  Guy spread her legs, getting a full view of her gorgeous, quivering pussy.  As he leaned in and kissed the inside of Jane’s thigh, she whimpered.

“Oh God please, I need it….” Jane begged, her hands reaching up to lift her tits out of her bra.  She started to caress and massage her tits, her hard nipples a perfect contrast with her soft breasts.  Guy’s lips traveled further up her thighs, his tongue tracing the outline of her pussy lips.  

“You tease…” she gasped out, already moaning from the feel of his lips and tongue on her.  Instead of a firing off a comeback, Guy decided to slide his tongue deep into her tight, pulsing pussy.  Jane groaned at the initial rush of his tongue in her, her eyes almost rolling back into her skull.  Guy started to slowly move his tongue around in her in slow, deep circles, each one drawing a louder moan from Jane.  He drug his tongue along the top of her pussy, lapping at her clit as he withdrew.

“No, more. I’m so close…” She pleaded, grinding her hips against his face.  He happily obliged, thrusting his tongue in deeper, pressing it along her sweet, tight walls as her hand snaked down and started quickly rubbing her clit.  

“Yes, make me, I need it…” She breathlessly moaned.  Right as she hit her release, she arched her back, her sweet nectar running all along his tongue.  As her orgasm subsided she laid back, pulling Guy up to taste herself off of his tongue.  “Fuck, I need you.”  Her hand reached inside his briefs to his now throbbing cock, stroking it.  “Take me.” Taking her lead, he knelt up on the couch, grabbing her hips bringing her up in front of him.  As she got up on her knees, she undid her bra, tossing it aside.  Guy quickly dispatched of his shirt and pulled off his briefs, watching Jane play with her pussy from behind.  He inched toward her, rubbing his tip up and down her lips.  

“You’re teasing again…” Jane gasped, almost in a pout.

“Well I don’t want that….” Guy gave her a sharp spank, drawing a loud moan from her before sliding his length into her welcoming wetness.  He started a slow, strong pace, loving how well she gripped him.  After a few thrusts, Jane laid face down on the couch, angling her hips so that Guy could get even more leverage, getting even deeper with his thrusts.  He sped up as she pressed back against him, their bodies crashing together.  As her ass moved against him, he would give her the occasional smack, her taking a rosy hue after a few.  After every spank, he would thrust hard in her, capitalizing on her pussy getting tighter from the wave of pleasure the spank brought on.  Knowing every inch of her body like he did, Guy placed his hand on the top of her left asscheek speading it as he thrusted.  When he did, he pressed his thumb against her tight asshole, her breath evaporated.

“Yes….” she managed to gasp out as he slid his thumb inside her ass, his cock filling her aching pussy all the while.  Her moans almost turned to screams as his alternated pressure between her ass and pussy.  Guy was craving as much of Jane as he could get:every sound she could gasp out, every ounce of pressure around his cock and thumb, he wanted it all.  And he knew what she wanted.

As her orgasms blended almost into one continuous, Guy knew his end was coming soon.  He slid his thumb deeper, which drew her up from the couch.  When she was up near him, he whispered in her ear, “I want to fill your tight pussy with my come.” As soon as the words left his mouth, her pussy throbbed around his cock.

“Then don’t fucking tease me and do it….” She growled back as she reached back and grabbed the back of his head.  At her insistence, he felt himself release inside her.  The first pulse made her shake around him. The second and third made her scream in pleasure.  As he kept erupting inside her, she melted into Guy, his heavy hands the only thing keeping her up.  After he shot his last, he wrapped his arms around her and laid them both down on the couch, his cock still inside her.  He slowly slid out, Jane moaning loudly as their hot mess flowed from her.  As they laid down, Guy softly hand his hands through her hair, goosebumps forming down her perfect body.  

“If you think you don’t have to read The Hobbit now, you’re wrong…” she said softly.  Guy chuckled.  

“Anything you want, darlin.” He kissed her neck as they both smoothly drifted to sleep.

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