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Here is the background. This is a fictional story.
**Kate**: *F23. Main female of the story. 5’5″, b cup, slender, perfect ass. Feisty, irritable, playful at times, defensive, sexy, vanilla with subpar past sexual partners. Jen’s slightly older sister.*
**Jack**: *M25. Main male of the story. 6’0″, athletic, womanizer-type, suave, confident, amazing lover*
**Jen**: *F22. Kate’s younger sister. 5’6″, c cup, slender, not as good as Kate’s ass. Typical, slutty, yet romanticizes too much.*
**Setting**: *Kate’s apartment*
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Kate stared into the short hallway and watched her sofa fade away as her body bobbed up and down, her butt cheeks resting in Jack’s palms as her feet dangled, suspended in the air and her arms had naturally wrapped around the back of his neck and shoulder area. She came to her senses and remembered that she was being carried into her own bedroom by a guy she pretty much hates. Kate was not used to this type of treatment and level of attention. Her sexual encounters with past boyfriends were so……vanilla, and being carried was certainly not something that she would’ve approved of or permitted. For some reason, she found herself speechless when it happened now though.
***How did this happen so quickly and why did I agree to sex with him so easily? Did he expect me to resist him more or completely? What does he even think of me now?***
Kate suddenly began to ponder what Jack’s impression of her was before and how he saw her now. She realized that one of their first positive interactions turned out to be him groping her, carrying her off for sex, and without complaint.
***Carrying me to the bedroom? Ok, maybe he is somewhat of a gentleman. Ughh, what am I saying? Am I really just another slut to him, like Jen? Why did I even let him carry me? I’ve never allowed anyone to do that….it feels so….possessive. Couldn’t I just have the dignity to walk myself?***
Not wanting to make eye contact with him as he held her so intimately, she rested her head against his shoulder to keep her face hidden from him. Jack realized that she was embarrassed and a bit humiliated by this display of intimacy from him even though the two of them were alone that he determined to use more intimacy between them to wear down her defenses and to make her his.
Jack easily shifted Kate’s weight to his left side and used his left arm to hold her while he used the right to open her bedroom door. He walked her to the bed and gently laid her down on her back, taking hold of her legs and lifting them up slightly by her ankles before getting a good look at her.
From Kate’s perspective, she looked up in time to catch him taking a moment to look at her with a satisfactory smirk on his face, much to her embarrassment. Adding to that, she couldn’t help but look at his hands gently holding her ankles and spreading her legs apart, making her begin to feel that she was not going to be in control of things. She made eye contact with him now, noting that he looked like he was starving for dinner.
She began to open her mouth to say something snarky to him, but before she could mouth off to him, Jack let go of her ankles and quickly laid down between her, on top of her, to kiss her passionately. Kate couldn’t help but reciprocate as she found him to be a good kisser and even found herself wrapping her legs around his back.
***I’m doing this for Jen, right? Ughh…this guy is going to make a slut out of me….is he that suave and commanding? Why can’t I resist? I have to be stronger than this.***
Kate broke off the kiss, and unwrapped her legs from around his back after getting carried away in the heat of the moment and realized that her body has continued to betray her, the wetness from her pussy having begun to soak her thong, and her mind wanting to drift off, her body wanting to give him total control of her.
Wanting to keep this purely transactional and her wits about her, Kate asked frustrated, “What are you trying to do? Make love to me or have sex with me?”
Still on top of her, Jack moved his head back and whispered, “Kate, shhh.”
Before she could react in anger, he quickly moved his head back down and kissed her to shut her up again before pulling his head back, breaking the kiss. “We’re going to have to work on that bad attitude of yours, and I know just how to do it and to make you nice and calm.”
She became angered by his being dismissive of her and for thinking that he could placate her with a kiss, but couldn’t respond quickly enough before Jack eased off of her body and away from her face, moving back towards her feet. She felt her shorts being pulled down and her legs brought together to do so, exposing her now two-tone pink thong, as the shade of darker pink exposed of her level of excitement. Now even more embarrassed that it didn’t take much from him to get her that wet already, she hoped that he wouldn’t make a big thing of it.
Jack smirked at her, making eye contact with the aroused Kate, who was attempting to juggle her conflicting emotions, and to conceal her wetness from him to no avail, as he gently rubbed the large wet spot on her thong with his fingers in a circular motion, eliciting a soft moan from Kate as she had instinctively placed both of her hands on his forearm as it went to work on her.
“Good girl. You’re already nice and very wet for me.”
Kate, now blushing visibly, found herself more aroused by his teasing her and was unable to string together a coherent sentence in response as she had never been with someone who wanted to dominate her. Unable to find words to fire back at him, she found his rubbing her pussy lips and clit through her wet thong soothing and having a bit of a calming effect on her. Her own thoughts assaulted her.
***Why are you so excited, Kate? You can’t even look at him because of that stupid smirk on your face that you can’t get rid of? Don’t be that easy for him!***
She simply turned her head to the side and covered her face with her the back of her right hand slightly. Jack slid himself off of the bed and pulled Kate’s shorts off the rest of the way, letting them fall to the floor below. He slowly slipped his fingers on the inside of her underwear bands and started to slowly pull down the now soaked thong until he had them just below her knees, revealing her moist and glistening pussy.
***Ugh..this guy is already better than any guy I’ve ever been with and we haven’t even had sex yet. Is it him or that my past boyfriends were really no good at this? He’s clearly in no rush and has me so wet with just foreplay alone. What is it about him that is so appealing to me…?***
Kate was clearly conflicted by her emotions, completely aroused by this guy as evidenced by her surprisingly wetter than expected pussy, desperately wanting his attention, craving it now, but not wanting to let him know it. She had to make a stronger stand. She didn’t want to be just another one of his sluts and didn’t want him to see her that way either.
Jack pulled her to the edge of the bed so that her feet were just barely grazing his jeans before he started to slip off his shirt over his head, revealing a decently athletic body. He then pulled Kate forward a bit more and placed her feet up against his chest, spread out, one foot against each pec as from her point of view, all she saw was her pink toenail polish against his chest and her soaked pink thong, tangled up between her legs blocking some of her view. She started to hear unbuttoning and unzipping, at which point, Kate lifted her head up a little to see past her thong at the good-sized thick, hard cock that appeared and Jack’s boxers falling down. Being unable to judge its size from where her head was, she could only tell that it would very easily be the instrument of her many real orgasms.
Kate shuddered a bit as she suddenly felt a finger tracing the outline of her wet slit and kept her eyes fixed on Jack stroking his cock with his other hand as he smiled at her. She laid her head back down at this point, closed her eyes, and used her toes to squirm against his chest, still unable to come to grips with how things escalated so quickly to this point and how she ended up in such a compromising situation and physical position.
Any chance that she had of maintaining some control over their sexual encounter ended before they even got into her bedroom. Hell, if she wanted to save her dignity, she shouldn’t have invited the shark over to begin with.
***Is this what it is? Is it his dominance that is so alluring? Is Jen a submissive slut for this guy like the other girls that he bangs? I thought that I taught her to be more independent than this? …..then again, it seems to be working on me too…..am I a repressed submissive slut too?***
“Ready, Kate?” Jack asked, only getting an “Mmmm…” from her in response as her mind raced and she was otherwise engaged by his finger becoming more intimate with her clit.
He grabbed her ankles before getting down to his knees, Kate being unaware of his changing positions, letting her feet rest on his back as he spread her legs wider. Jack then quickly buried his face between her legs, shocking and surprising Kate, who didn’t expect it.
She looked up and only saw the hair of his head moving back and forth and side to side as his tongue was running up and down her wet pussy lips and then realized that her wet thong at her knees was helping to keep Jack’s head in place. She began to squirm a bit, and after a few minutes of special attention, she began to grip the sheets beside her as she felt herself getting close to cumming. She couldn’t believe it.
***What? Only a few minutes in and he’s going to make me….cum….and without using his dick or his fingers, just his tongue?….I hate to admit it, but he certainly knows what he’s doing. Ughh…why did it have to be this jerk who is so good at making me feel so….desired and……special? He banged my sister, her friends, hell, even some of my friends, and now….he gets me too? This is just not fair!***
A few short minutes later, she suddenly felt the build up and then lifted her head up to see Jack still going furiously, hearing his slurping against her wet pussy lips, but also properly stimulating her clit with his thumb, and finally she felt that wonderful sensation of release wash over her body as she unleashed her nectar right into his waiting mouth. Kate’s body pulsated and Jack’s mouth received her juices gladly, gulping and swallowing it all down, partially audible to her. Her body violently shook during her orgasm, only being held down and in place by Jack’s strength.
“Good girl, Kate. Good girl!” Jack said, praising her.
Hearing that praise and affirmation only made it easier for her to relax with him, though she knew in the back of her mind that she shouldn’t allow herself to be so open. However, Kate’s pussy was doing all the thinking for her right now, which meant that she would have to deal with the consequences of all of this later once she had regained control of herself.
Kate moaned in submission to Jack’s ability to force her to cum, clearly overestimating her resolve and underestimating his skill. She kept her head to the side with her eyes closed, not wanting to make eye contact with him.
She usually had to direct traffic with her past boyfriends and help them figure out how to get her off, if they were even able to or if they were even willing to go down on her. Yet none of them could match Jack’s passion or attentiveness. Kate was genuinely surprised at how well Jack knew her body as up until this moment, she thought that she just couldn’t cum from oral.
***”Good girl, Kate?” Ughh….why do I need that and why does it make me feel so…?***
Jack stood back up from kneeling between Kate’s legs, and grabbed the bottoms of her feet before he looked down at her, taking in the view of this cute, mouthy girl, who he easily forced to be lost in her arousal and orgasmic aftermath, her body still pulsing lightly in his grip. He smirked and looked on victoriously, realizing that it must have been some time since she had any attention as he felt no resistance from her.
He held her feet softly and brought them close together. Doing so, he lifted her legs straight up, and exposed her wet pussy lips and asshole to him as he took her thong off completely now, letting them fall to the floor. He stood over her, spreading her bent legs apart and maintained his grip around her ankles as the soles of Kate’s feet were facing Jack and her toenails pointed back towards her.
Looking at her exhausted state after just one orgasm, he determined to make her experience more. He didn’t want her to forget any of this.
“I think you have some more that you want to give me, don’t you, Kate?” He teased.
Kate, having regained some of her senses, opened her eyes wide after hearing his words, and turned her head back to look up at Jack, who met her eyes with his own as Kate could visibly see the glistening of her juices on his face. She suddenly remembered that it was the same Jack whom she hated who was giving her such intense pleasure.
After having processed what he had said, she was unable to imagine being forced to cum again so hard so soon. Although the thought of him going down on her again sounded amazing, she knew that it would only boost his ego even more to know that he could make her cum hard again with oral in succession, if he got the chance. If nothing else, she planned to keep the fact that Jack is the only man to ever force her to cum from oral a jealously guarded secret. Still unable to talk straight, she could only moan out softly.
“Ugh….mmm….w..w..wait…” Kate moaned.
Jack brought his mouth to each of Kate’s soles, gently kissing each to distract her before he quickly knelt back down and planted his face right back between her legs. Kate was surprised by the unexpected display of intimacy that he showed towards her by kissing her soles and questioned herself as to how she felt about it, or rather, why she didn’t resist him at all.
***Ughh…why is he treating me like his girlfriend or a princess or something…I’m neither to him. This wasn’t supposed to be so intimate.***
He kept his hold on her ankles and kept her legs bent as he started slobbering all over her recovering pussy and used his tongue to work her clit. Kate, for her part, couldn’t even muster the strength to lift her head up, only hearing the now familiar slurping noise from between her legs and staring up at her toenails.
A few minutes passed, and she felt it starting to build as her body started to quiver again. Unable to retain any of her dignity now at this point, Kate felt her pussy became wetter and wetter against Jack’s mouth and within her, much to his delight and expectation as he licked away at her.
“That’s my girl…I knew you had more for me.” Jack said, briefly pausing his licking, sucking, and slobbering up of her juices to speak.
Kate lets out more moans, making Jack more confident in his control over Kate’s body.
Shortly after with increased aggression and technique, Kate gripped the covers around her tightly as her body convulsed, sending wave after wave, gulp after gulp of her sweet juices explosively into Jack’s waiting mouth. He tightened his grip around her ankles and maintained the right pressure to control her body as if her legs were joysticks as her body attempted to convulse out of his grasp. Kate let out a load orgasmic moan and bellow before she crumbled into exhaustion.
“Good girl, Kate!” Jack said.
He released her ankles momentarily and lifted her left leg up to give her a playful and affirming spank on her left butt cheek. He picked up Kate’s limp legs again by her ankles and held her legs spread out and up towards him to leave her pussy fully exposed to him yet again as he stood up and over her.
Completely exhausted from cumming hard twice for him and contemplating how Jack drinking her up made her felt so….owned, Kate laid there defeated and unable to even respond to his teasing or the spank or his putting her on display yet again. Panting, she gripped her tee shirt hem in the front in a futile attempt to cover her soaked pussy, holding it down with both hands to maintain some modesty in front of him. She looked at Jack, panting and mouth open, tired and simply trying to recover before whatever Jack had planned next for her.
Unable to really think straight, all she can only wonder.
***Why am I so…..easy for him?***
“See, I told you I’d calm you, babe.”
Jack said as he kept eye contact with her, and bringing the soles of her feet to him, kissing each again, before returning her legs to a wide spread position again. He smirked at her knowing just what he planned to do next as he looked down at her dripping wet pussy, mixed with his own slobber, and then looked back at her face. He realized that she was totally out of her element and that things were not going as she had planned at all.
Feeling a roller coaster of emotions that she didn’t expect from what she thought would be a quick transaction, she waited patiently for Jack to lead again taking the break to recuperate from her intense orgasms. For some reason, she felt a deep sense that this felt right. It made her excited and part of her wanted to embrace it, but her mind was telling her not to be so stupid.
Her own inner voice began to chide her as she started to wonder if she underestimated the situation here entirely.
***Kate….Kate….what did you get yourself into here?***
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