Fanfic about Jane Douglas.

Hi all, the below is an exert from my fan fiction about Jane Douglas. I don’t know where else to post, so open to suggestions and feedback. There is more to this story if you’re interested.

A THIRSTY NERD

The stall door closed. Jane bolted it shut. My hands slid down the fabric of her silky dress to grip her perky bum. My cock responded eagerly to the sensation of her lower belly pressing against it and twitched with pleasure.

Evidently feeling this, Jane slid her hand down to meet it, grasping and rubbing my hard-on through my jeans.

Obligingly, I slid my hand down between her thighs. Her crotch felt hot through the cloth of her dress and as I worked my way past the silk and past the lace of her knickers my fingers were met with the smooth mound of her vulva.

Jane let out a breathy moan, which I took as consent to go further. I parted her mound with two fingers and discovered a wonderful wet world of pleasure. Her warm juices coated my fingers as I slid them up and down her naughty gash. I could feel her clit bulging with pleasure and her sweet breath filled my mouth as she tried to stifle a moan.

Jane’s hands were now working on unzipping my jeans. She expertly worked my throbbing mast out from under its sail, her long fingers grasping and squeezing it hard.

She pulled back her face then, sucking in our shared saliva, and looked down hungrily. Her cute, round face formed into a naughty grin as she beheld my manhood. She made an approving groan, as she slid her hand up and down my shaft.

Before I knew it, she was down on her knees, caressing my purple fleshy helmet with her tongue. Every stroke sent shivers up and down my spine. I could tell she enjoyed my reaction as she looked up at me with her big brown eyes. She was trying to push my buttons to see what I would do.

Her velvet lips wrapped themselves around my joystick while her tongue continued to tease the head. I was her puppet, and she expertly controlled me with her mouth.

With a sudden movement she stood up and pushed me away. She turned around, hitching up the cloth of her dress to reveal a yellow G-string. She slid the undergarment down her thighs and her smooth, long legs before arching her back like a cat in heat, presenting me with her secret honey pot. Her toned buttocks were pale against the black fabric of her dress. Never before had I beheld such a wondrous sight.

I responded without thinking and started rubbing the tip of my cock up and down her gushing little slit. Without much effort her lips gave way and I glided in like a hot knife through butter. I could feel her muscles grasping my shaft, sucking me deeper inside. We both moaned and swore with pleasure as I entered her. 

I could see her enjoying every thrust, clasping her hands over the top of the stall, breathing heavily, her little yellow G-string around her ankles making her look like a naughty little slut.

My hands now grasped at her hips, pressing hard into the soft flesh, seeking purchase. Her pale butt cheeks jiggled ever so slightly, every time I rammed into her, before bouncing back into shape like elastic.

My cock felt like it was cooking inside a wet furnace and every fibre of my being was set on fire. I regained awareness just enough to realise the reality of my situation, as Jane Douglas looked back over her shoulder, with flushed cheeks and a sultry grin, and told me to fuck her harder.

By this point her juices were overflowing and dripping down my sack. The pressure inside me rose to an unbearable level, as I slowly got closer to my climax with every thrust.
Thankfully, I had enough presence of mind to pull out before I spilled my seed inside her, instead streaking thick ropes of cum over her toned ass and thighs. My tiny little human mind was blown to smithereens.

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