A sneak peek at a story I’ll be publishing soon.
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“Fuck me, Hunter.” She breathed. “Show me how you fuck a woman.”
“Fuck.” I panted, and began thrusting gingerly.
“No. That’s not how you answer me.” She growled through her teeth. “You say, ‘Yes, Miss Jessica.’ Got it?”
“Fuck…” I cried, hanging on by a thread as my cock’s entire length went in and out to her. “Yes, Miss Jessica.”
I was too wrapped up in everything to realize she was assessing me. She really did want to see how I fucked a woman, because it would determine how our relationship would start together.
How.
Not if.
“Fuck me, Hunter.” She repeated as I kept thrusting, closing my eyes and trying to imagine something unsexy to keep me from blowing it.
“Open your eyes. Look at me.” She ordered sweetly, petting the back of my head softly. “Yes, Miss Jessica.”
“Yes, Miss Jessica…” I complied, breathing frantically.
She pushed me off, and back into a seated position where she mounted me again. This time, she slid her pussy all the way down my cock until her lips were touching my pelvis.
Miss Jessica grabbed my face in her hands and began grinding slowly. To this day, I have no idea what exactly she did with those hips. But fuck, I had never felt that in my life. And still haven’t since. “Look at me. Don’t take your eyes or your hands off me.”
“Yes, Miss Jessica. Fuck…” I moaned, taking in her voluptuous figure with my eyes and hands.
“Eyes up here, Hunter.” She corrected me, and I looked up, as she looked into me. Not at me. Into me. Those crafty, mischievous eyes peered right into my soul. “That’s what you’re going to call me from now on. I’m Miss Jessica to you. In public and in private. Got it?”
“Yes, Miss Jessica.”
I was nearing the edge. I couldn’t hold on much longer.
And Miss Jessica knew it.
“Keep looking in my eyes, Hunter.” She whispered, nearly touching her forehead to mine. “I want you to give me all your cum as you repeat my name. Say it over and over again until you’re done.”
Miss Jessica’s hips moved even more deliberately now, harder and deeper. Her pussy was slick, and gripped my cock with its soft, plump texture.
“Say it.” She reminded me, realizing I had been distracted.
“Yes, Miss Jessica…”
“Good boy. Repeat it.”
“Yes, Miss Jessica.” My voice became strained, as I felt the explosion building up in my cock, about to cum inside a pussy raw for the first time in my life. “Yes, Miss Jessica…”
“Again. Keep going. What’s my name, Hunter?”
“Miss Jessica!” I cried, finally shooting my cum all the way up inside her, rope after rope. Miss Jessica kept going, and so did I.
“Yes, Miss Jessica! Yes, Miss Jessica. Fuck, Miss Jessica..” My voice started out strong and tapered off the more she kept working her hips on me, emptying my cock completely and laughing maniacally in the process.
She pulled my face into the dip between her breasts as I convulsed and shook. She stroked her fingers through my hair as I mumbled her name incoherently, over and over:
“Miss Jessica…”
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If you like it and want to read more, check out my profile. The first part of this story will be posted tomorrow.
The second part, which this piece is from, is in editing and will be posted soon too.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/xxmdi0/yes_miss_jessica_sneak_peek