Chris and Jackie: A Love Story P.1 (M/F)

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=== ***Jackie*** ===

I’m waiting there under the lights, with my back against my beater of a Honda. Impatiently, I looked down at my phone, noting how it’s almost 9 PM and that son-of-a-bitch hasn’t shown his face!

“Hey!” came that familiar voice, a little deep but undoubtedly that of a teenager. Chris came jogging towards me, still wearing his lavender graduation cap and gown. “Thanks for meeting me.”

“What is it, Chris. What did you want to talk about?” I asked impatiently as I tapped my foot on the ground and crossed my arms. “I’ve got a party to go to, you know.”

I lied. I don’t have a party to go to. I’m just going back home and drink some beer. My dad doesn’t care if I drink. He doesn’t care about a lot of things.

“Um, I uh…”

He rambled. He’s not usually this frazzled or anything, so I took my keys and started tossing it up and down my hand. “Look, if you’re just going to waste my time then we don’t have anything to talk about.”

I’m a little excited on what he’s going to ask me. Chris has been my best friend since we were kids, and it’s a little alarming seeing him so grown up. I used to be much taller than him, and then sophomore year hits and he got a massive growth spurt. Massive for him, but his height is modest.

“I… I wanted to ask you if… if… if…”

“Out with it!”

I grabbed him by the collar and pulled him close and down until I’m looking down at him. I’m glaring at him, trying to put on the fiercest face I could.

“I wanted to ask if you wanted to be my girlfriend!”

I puffed up my cheeks as I pushed him away. “Is that all?” I asked, trying my best to be the same bitch he’s known.

“Yeah, that’s it,” he meekly said.

“Alright. Alright then. But, as my boyfriend, you have to take me on dates. Starting right now.”

His eyes went wide, his smile broadened, and he leapt up and hugged me. I had to push him away as he smiled in happiness.

“Oh, right now? Oh… okay, let’s go!”

He took me by my hand, and we went on. “What about my car!” I called out to him.

“We’ll come back for it tomorrow!” he replied.

===

We went out for pizza, he paid of course and I had to fight him for the check. He wanted to pay for it, he wanted to “be a man” or whatever. We sat real close, and he’s still wearing the stupid cap and gown like a silly boy.

I wanted to go out with Dean; I’ve had a crush on him since middle school. But lately he’s been going out with different girls that eventually I accepted that we’ll never get together.

Is Chris a back-up plan? I guess that’s how it can be seen. I mean he knew that I’ve had a crush on Dean, I’ve told him many times. To his credit, he never did badmouth Dean or anything, but I’ve been a witness to the bullying and abuse he gets from him. I wonder why Albert never did anything.

So why did I decide to go out with him. Why? Chris is sweet. Chris is caring, and I know he’s a good guy. I’m tired of having my heart broken every time I see Dean’s arm around a different girl every week. I’m sick of it.

“You got a bit of sauce on your cheek,” Chris said as he dragged his finger across my cheek. He inspected it and then sucked on it.

“Eww! Chris, come on, you don’t know where my cheeks have been or who kissed it!” I laughed as I nudged him.

“So? Well, it doesn’t matter now since we’re going out,” he laughed, “say, where were your parents? I didn’t see them or anything.”

“Feh, probably drunk or high. I swear if I wasn’t around they’d probably be swimming in their own shit.”

“Oh, sorry…”

I looked at him. He probably thought he ruined the date, but I’m not about to let him. “Not your fault boo,” I said as I grabbed his cheese pizza and took a bite, “pretty soon I’m moving out and living my own life!”

“Did you just call me boo?” He said, and I looked at him and blinked a few times.

“Yeah? So? You’re my boo, get used to the name.”

“I-Okay… babe,” he said with a shy smile. I returned that smile and gave him a hug, “oh! oh this is nice!”

“There’s more where that comes from, boo!”

===

I love his parents. I love them more than my own. I love how Maeve is a free spirit and approachable and I like how Bill is… Bill. He’s a pretty boring guy, to be honest. They dropped us off to my car and Chris insisted on staying with me.

“Drop him off at the house there Jackie,” Maeve called out as she hung her head out the window, “take care me son!”

“Aye, Ma, I’ll be careful!” Chris shouted back mimicking his mothers accent. I always love hearing him speak like her, it’s like a little switch that turns on and he sometimes can’t help it.

We held hands as we slowly walked back to my car, my piece of crap Honda that’s older than I am. I had to work my ass off to afford it since my parents refused to buy me a car. I had to buy myself a bunch of things lately…

We got into the car and had to wipe the windows to get the fog off. “Sorry, the defogger doesn’t work,” I said, “but she’s a fighter.”

“Yeah, I remember when you first got her. You were so excited!” He replied as he used his sleeves to wipe the fog. He finally ditched the cap and gown, leaving it inside his parents car, and he just has on a jacket and jeans.

“500K miles, and she’s still going strong,” I declared proudly, “but she does need some TLC. Once I get a job, I’ll take good care of her.”

I slid my keys in and opened the car door and hearing that familiar crack and crackle. I had to jump in and reach over and flip the little knob on the passenger door so Chris could get in. I know his family is well off and their cars are way, way more advanced than mine, but seeing Chris look around my old beater like it’s some relic is something else.

I had to warm her up. She doesn’t like it when I run her cold. So I started the ignition and let her sit there in idle.

“What’s this?” He asked as he plunged his finger into a little slot with a door.

“It’s a cassette player,” I proudly said.

“What’s a -“

“I’m glad you asked,” I grinned, interrupting him, I pointed at my glove box and asked for him to retrieve a little rectangular item. He hands it to me and I took a pencil that occupied the side panel and stuck it in the little hole and wound it until the little black film is on the other side. Then I stuck it in the slot and pressed play.

“It plays music” I said and then music came softly through the speakers. Not as loud as some of the newer cars, but it’s mine.

“Oh wow. I’ve never heard of a cassette player,” he smiled, “I bet my parent has. I bet my parents has some more of these things too!”

The thing about today is everyone wants what’s new. All the kids have new cars and phones and shit, but I can safely say no one has a car that has a cassette player! My car is unique and one of a kind! Sure it puffs out black smoke. Sure it kind of misfires and people would duck down like we’re getting shot at. But it’s my car, and mine alone. I had to learn how to drive stick just to use it, and thankfully my parents don’t know how to because otherwise they’d haul it off to get sold for scrap metal do they can buy more drugs.

Although I do need to fix her up, and a fresh coat of paint wouldn’t hurt.

“And I would walk 500 miles and I would walk 500 more…” the music went on.

“This is kind of catchy,” he giggled as he looked at me. Our eyes met and I realized that his eyes are kind and genuine. I reached over and caressed his cheeks and he reached and did the same for me.

I didn’t know how long we’ve been staring at each other’s eyes. It might been minutes, or it might’ve been a dozen minutes, but he finally broke and leaned in for a kiss.

I’m mad. I’m mad because I didn’t get to do it first! I wanted to take his first kiss, but instead he took mine. So in a fit of small, fuzzy anger I held him against me and gave him the sloppiest, most adult-oriented kiss I can give. He moaned in protest as I softly sucked on his lips. He moaned in protest when I gently bit on his lips and sucked on his tongue. He kept his arm flailing when I pulled him close and then shoved my tongue deep inside his mouth.

So when we finally separated her was breathing hard and fast. “Wow. What the hell was that?” He gasped and I just grinned at him.

I put the car in reverse and backed out. “Your parents want you back home,” I said, “they didn’t say when.”

So I drove us to a hotel and paid for the damn room. I paid for the cheapest one they have, which is $99 but fuck it, he’s got my engine running. To his credit, he went along even when his naive ass didn’t know what I wanted to do, and when we got to the room I shoved him inside and locked the door behind us.

“Jacks, w-what’s going on?” He asked as he looked around, “what are you…”

“You stole my first kiss,” I told him, “so I think it’s only fair I steal your first time.”

“My first time?” He asked with a crinkled nose. Then his eyes went wild, “my first… time…? Jacks! Jacks, think about it babe! Don’t you want to wait?”

“Oh no big boy, you’ve got me fired up. I got a boyfriend now, and we’re both 18! No more fingering myself late at night!” I stalked him and backed him up to the bed and pushed him over.

“Jacks, think about it! Really, think about it!”

I started tugging at his pants and cursed softly over the fact that he’s wearing a belt. “Oh I’ve thought about it boo, you’re a lucky man! You took my first kiss, so I’m taking your virginity!”

“I-Jacks, are you sure?” He complained again and frankly I’m starting to get pissed.

“Chris, the hell is wrong with you? Your girlfriend wants to have sex and you don’t want to? Are you going to be like this? Tell me now so we can break up because I’m ready right now and you’re making me feel ugly.”

“No! No, Jackie, I want to. I just want you to be sure! Absolutely sure!”

“God damn it, Chris, I’m sure! Now take your belt off! Who the fucks wears belts anyway?!” I shrieks at him as I slapped his thigh. He hissed at me and my hand kind of collided with something soft. Curious, my hand went to touch it. It’s soft but then I felt it pulse a little and then it got harder and harder.

“Chris… what the fuck is this?” I asked. My hand is about where the middle of his thigh is. I’m squeezing at it and feeling it, and sure enough it’s getting harder and harder.”

“That… that’s… Um…. That’s…”

“Chris!” I shouted at him and he looked away shyly.

“It’s my penis,” he said in the smallest of voice.

God damn. “Take the belt off. Now, mister!”

He nodded and undid his belt. I pulled his pants down until all that’s left is his boxers, and what I saw is pleasing to me. There’s an obvious large hump on the side of his right thigh. I went and rubbed it and I felt it pulse under my hand. My eyes went to his, and I gave him the best seductive look I can give.

“Chris, did you go to senior prom?” I asked as my hands continued to rub him, “don’t lie to me now.”

“Of course I didn’t! Who would I go with?!” He answered truthfully. I went. I went by myself and a lot of guys asked me out for the usual “after prom special”, which is basically them sleeping with their dates. I was kind of sad that I didn’t take up anyones offer, but now I’m glad I didn’t.

“I’m going to take your underwear off now, mister,” I softly said to him, “just relax, alright?”

He nodded and I slowly pulled his boxers down. I watched where it started and it kept going and going until his boxers are down and it sprang up slightly.

Oh. My. Fucking. God.

I took it in my hand. It has some weight to it, holy shit! He kept his eyes on the ceiling, not bothering to look down. Is he ashamed at how big it is?

“Chris. Chris, boo, look at me.”

His head went up and looked at me and I’m holding his cock against my forearm. The damn thing is almost as thick and just as long!

“You have a monster in your pants there, mister!” I laughed, “oh my, what to do, what to do!”

I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to do! I’ve never held a dick in my hand before, let alone one as big as this, and it’s my first time too! I’ve consumed my fair share of pornography and used it to get off, but that’s the length of it. The only thing now is to imitate them. That’s it, that’s my plan, just do what the girls in porn would do in this situation.

I licked the head a little bit. It taste a little salty at first. Then his dick twitched and a clear dot of fluid emerged from the tip. Hmm, this must be that precum those actresses talks about. It supposedly taste good, so I licked it and took it in my mouth.

It’s a little salty, a little sweet and bitter, but it taste… manly, is the word I would use. He taste just spreads all over my mouth and it immediately drove me wanting more. I squeezed the head slightly and a little more peeled out and I dove at it and sucked on the head.

“Ahhh, c-careful,” he hissed. So now my lips are around his cock head. Will it even fit? I started going down a bit and his thick head spreads my lips apart and pressed my tongue down on the floor of my mouth. I moaned softly as I worked his cock into my mouth more and more until I coughed and gagged.

“Hoh! That’s… that’s all I can do!” I gasped and swallowed the accumulated spit, “my first blowjob, and it’s with a dick this big!”

I grabbed his cock by the root and waved it around, then I started slapping my cheeks with it and thumping it against my lips. “You got such a naughty dick here, boo!”

“It’s not my fault,” he said softly, “this thing isn’t my fault!”

“Oh, Chris, babe,” I cooed as I went up to sit with him. “This is a gift,” I said while stroking his dick. I spat on my hands and spread it all over his meaty cock, “I’m your girlfriend now, so this is mine, okay? Mine, and mine alone. And guess what? This is yours too!”

I stood in front of him and did my best stripper impersonation. I slowly undo the button for my tight pants and unzipped my pants but I didn’t bring my pants down just yet. I took my jacket off and tossed it at him, then I stood there with just my tank top.

“Would you help me with my pants, boo?” I pout and he got on his knees while I turned my back to him and bent over at the waist. He hooked his fingers on my garters and I touched his hands and we both slowly peeled my jeans off, revealing my thong.

“Oh… my,” he gasped, “I.. I…”

He seems mesmerized as I looked back at him and sway my hips side to side. He just kept looking at me then his hands went on my plump ass and rubbed it gently.

“You’re so sexy,” he said softly, “I… I didn’t realize it first because you always wore baggy clothes, but you’re so sexy.”

Those words filled my heart with happiness, “you’re not so bad yourself, boo,” I commented. Then I felt him press against me and I gasped in delight. I felt his nose press against my pussy and he took a deep inhale.

“Chris!” I gasped loudly, “you’re so naughty!”

“I can’t help it, you smell so good down here,” he droned, “c-can I? It’s only fair, you’re my girlfriend so it’s only fair!”

He peeled my thong from my wet snatch and I felt his tongue brush against it. “Mmm, you taste good,” he said, “I’m going to…”

Then I felt his fingers separate my lips and then his tongue went in. “Chris! Where… where… ahhhnnn…”

“I watch porn too,” he answered, “you’re so nice and tasty down here.”

His tongue ran circles and brushed up and down my wet slit and I couldn’t help but moan, “Chris, oh my god, keep going boo! Keep going! Don’t fucking stop!”

I can hear the wet slurps and flicking of his tongue and I’m feeling goosebumps and small shivers all over my body. I don’t think I came; I’ve given myself orgasms before and that was definitely not it.

Then his fingers went in and I instantly felt a strong shiver run up and down my spine. His fingers started rubbing all over my walls and floor and roof while he kept licking my little pink clit! Oh my god, I’ve never felt this before! The shivers started coming in harder and harder and I’m finding it more difficult to stay bent over until I fell to my knees.

But Chris followed me down and he pushed my ass up until my face is planted on the carpet by my cheeks and my ass is in the air but my legs are somewhat bent and wobbly. I’m like a weird triangle.

But he held onto my ass when he hooked his arm under my thighs. By this time he’s starting to come up more and more and he’s slightly lifting me up. He kept sucking and licking and eating me out with an amazing strength until he’s got me upside down. His cock is literally staring right at me, and I need to get him back for this indiscretion. How dare he make me feel good when I barely sucked his cock!

So my hands went for his dick. I grabbed at it with both hand and sucked on the head while I’m literally hanging upside down with his dick in my mouth, and what a mouthful it is!

I tried to match the slurps and hum he gives me with the wet, sucking noises I’m giving, and frankly the noise itself is making me so wet and horny.

“You think you’re going to make me cum? I’ll show you. I’m going to make all the sperm trapped in your balls come out!”

My challenge didn’t go unanswered as instead of answering he just gently bit my clit which made me yell in surprise.

“Chris, no fair” I whined but he didn’t relent. He hungrily and savagely ate my pussy while I hung upside down with my thigh around his head. I didn’t think meek Chris could be so savage, but right now he’s clearly dominating me.

Well I won’t be outdone! I sucked that big head of his and paid extra attention to the underside where he seems to shake a little bit when I lick and rub it with my hands. He eventually stood up, surprising even me, but then sat on the bed and sank back onto his back. Miraculously his tongue never left my quivering pussy as I finally felt that explosive magic.

“Shit! I’m cumming! Chris, you’re making me cum! I’m cumming! I’m cunning!”

It felt good. It felt a hell of a lot better than me making myself orgasm. My whole body erupted in this shaking, shivering, orgasmic high and it felt like I’m being electrocuted! I heard him slurp and the wet sucks and he finally pushes me over to my side where I continued to convulse and shake.

He looked at me with his entire face covered in this clear film of fluid. “Please don’t tell me you just peed on me,” he said with a somewhat weird face.

“I… I squirted on you?” I laughed. I didn’t know I was capable of squirting, and I’m glad my boyfriend is the one who made me. “You won, boo.”

He leaned down and we kissed aggressively, much like how we did before, and we sucked and tugged at each other’s lips and tongues. He didn’t care that his cock was in my mouth minutes before and I didn’t care that he’s still wet with whatever fluid I produced.

“Oh shit, boo, I didn’t know you’re so good at this! Wait, did you sleep with anyone!? There’s no way you haven’t if you can make me cum and squirt like that!? Who is she!?”

I rolled up a fist and I’m prepared to deck him.

“I-I didnt! You’re the first one, Jacks, I swear!” He cried out as he put a hand up in defense. He closed his eyes but all he got from me are my lips again.

“Put it in, boo,” I whispered and his eyes widened. My hands are already wrapped around him and I really, really want it.

“J-Jacks, I don’t have a condom! What if I get you pregnant!”

“Pssh, just pull out dummy,” I cackled, “beside, you can just buy me a plan-b pill afterwards.”

“I-I don’t know about this -“

“Babe, come on, I’m horny, you’re horny, we’re adults now so just put your hot fuck-stick in me and let’s go!”

He finally agreed and laid down up on the top of the bed. I stared at that monster that’s sitting between his legs, imagining what my insides are going to feel afterwards. I dipped my fingers into my pussy and noticed that I’m still so wet.

I crawled up to him and he greeted me with a smile. I straddled his hips and took his cock and rubbed it against my slit. “Okay, girl, you can do this. It’s only a dick. It’s a really big dick, but it’s a dick. You’ve watched plenty of porn stars do it, so just put it in…”

When the head entered through the lips I already started to feel good. “Oh god, it’s so thick” I couldn’t help utter out with a sharp inhale. I let it sit there for a moment while Chris rubbed my cheeks.

“Babe, are you ok?” He asked and I just nodded.

“B-Boo, s-shut the fuck up and suck on my tits for me, alright?”

He smiled wide and pulled me over, forcing an inch into me which made me take another sharp inhale. His rough tongue felt so good against my nipples. I’m not big or anything, I’m only on the larger side of C cup.

“E-Easy, tiger” I sighed as I rub his head. He just moaned at me as he took one nipple into his mouth and pulled at it.

Now his cock. I took a deep breath and steadied myself. I had to pull my breast away from him, but he understood.

“Jacks you’re so tight down there,” he groaned as I slowly made my way down.

“S-Shut up,” I replied as a finger went to shush him. “Let me concentrate!”

God the way his cock just pushed my walls to the side! At first it was a little painful, that’s to be expected, but it was quickly replaced by pleasure. I don’t have a hymen, I broke it during skateboarding, so it’s easier for me. But my gos, my head is just swimming in feel-good juices right now.

With a big groan I got myself down to the thicker part of his dick. I sat there for a moment, just relishing how good he’s making me feel.

“Fuck, so tight!” I hear him groan and I had to shush him.

“Boo, your cock feels so good,” I managed to say, “oh god it feels so good!”

“Your pussy feels so good too babe! It’s so squishy and warm!”

“Don’t call it squishy! I-I’m going to start now, ok, so I’m going to lean over and you can grab my ass or something.”

So I leaned over and my breast immediately went to cover his face. He laughed softly as he took on in his mouth and moaned while he sucked on them. His hands went to my ass and he just rubbed and squeezed them.

“Fuck, boo, oh it feels so good! I’m cumming again! Don’t stop sucking on my tits, just let me ride your for a minute!”

So I bounced my ass on him and dear god did it feel so good and right. Like we were both created for each other! His rough tongue licking and rubbing all over my fits, his fat cock stretching me out, and that fat heat of his rubbing all over my insides. I can’t get enough!

After ten straight minutes of me riding him, all seems to be muddled. Everything felt so good that I kept riding and bouncing on him, moaning and yelling out his name in pure pleasure. I know then and there that I’m in trouble, but at the same time I chose the correct path in my life.

I’m in love with this man.

“—Ming!”

What?

“J-Jacks! Get off, I’m going to cum!”

Huh?

“Fuck! Oh shit I’m cumming!!!”

His hands were like a vice as they gripped my ass tightly. His back arched upwards while he held onto me and he shoved the rest of his fat cock into me and my mind instantly went blank. I came again and again, harder and harder and the orgasmic, electric sensation slammed into me one after another.

Then I felt an explosion of wet, warm something invade me. I look down to Chris’s eyes shut tightly, his mouth tight, and his chest rising and falling rapidly.

“Jackie! Jackie holy shit! Holy shit!”

I just slumped down onto him and rode that fucking high as my body shook and convulsed under the climax he granted me. I whined and moaned softly.

“D-don’t stop! Don’t stop fucking me, Chris!”

“B-But I just came inside of you!” He reasoned but I just slammed my palm on his chest.

“I don’t fucking care! Keep fucking me!”

He grabbed me by the back and spun me down until he’s on top of me. He thrust into me which caused me to yell out, and he kept going and going, using his own semen as lube.

“Fuck me! Fuck me Chris! Oh god, oh god I’m going to cum again!!

He groaned as he unloaded another into m me after about 10 minutes, but true to my demands he didn’t stop. He soldiered on and he delivered more and more orgasms crashing against me. My hands tightened around the sheets, my back arched for him and he grabbed the small of my back and slammed himself into me again.

Chris slumped down onto me, panting hard. I took his face and made him look at me, and he just gave me the most satisfied smile I’ve seen.

“Fuck you, Chris. You’ve officially ruined me for other guys,” I told him as I pulled him onto my lips.

Then, like some possessed monkey, he thrust into me again as he grabbed my legs and kept them spread. We kept our lips together and kissed like some hormonal idiots while he continued to pump himself into me.

“Jackie! Jackie! Jackie!” He kept calling my name out with each pump he gives me. Then, he unloaded another one deep into me with another monstrous groan.

“Fuck! Chris, you’re going to get me pregnant!!!” I screamed as I bit into his shoulder. Oh god, the amount of cum he gave me is so much that it’s been spilling out from me, and when he finally came out a huge glob just gushed out.

I took his dick and pulled it up to me. I want to taste it. I want to taste it like those porn stars do. I sucked him in deep and he moaned and shivered, oh he taste so good!

I might get addicted to this. Fuck my life, it just got a hell of a lot better.

“P-Pills… as soon as we wake up, mister,” I told him. He nodded as he helped me under the sheets, “well, morning sex then pills.”

He smiled as he joined me under the sheets.

~ End of Part 1~

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