The Book of Jennifer – Chapter 4

By the time I arrived it was around 7:20. I waited briefly outside before reaching into the glove compartment, where I put a small bottle of cologne, and gave myself a few puffs. Then, after practicing how to breath and controlling my imagination, I get out and head for the apartment building. She lived on the seventh floor in apartment 7 – 6 and the ride up was one of confusion. I still didn’t know how to act and react. In the final moments before I knocked on her door I decided I would act as if I was just visiting any other friend’s apartment.

She opens the door in a casual white tank top and baggy pajamas. Average Saturday wear. She smiled and stepped aside so I could enter. She had a small but comfy apartment. She had a couch and a love seat in the living room. A coffee table sat in the center of it all. Magazines, papers and her laptop are laid out on the table. In front of the couch was the forty-some inch television which was currently on the Conjuring 2 blu-ray screen.

“Sit down. Make yourself comfortable,” she said from behind me as she walked into the open kitchen area. “The popcorn is just about done.”

As if on cue the microwave beeps to an end. She took out the bag and poured the popcorn into a big bowl. With that she walked back into the living room and plopped down on the couch. I sat down on the loveseat which meant I had to turn awkwardly to see the movie. But I figured it was better than assuming and overstepping my unknown boundaries.

“Are you sure you can see from there?” She asked as she threw some popcorn into her mouth. “Sit here. That way you won’t hurt your neck.”

I didn’t argue and obediently got up and sat down on the couch. But she sat on the left side and I sank into the right. She leaned over to pick up the remote to play the movie and at the same time offered me some popcorn. I refused politely and kept staring at the screen. As excited as I was to be here I was also excited to watch the movie. Horror is my favorite genre of film, which shouldn’t be a surprise considering how many horror novels I have written so far.

Jennifer holds the bowl in her lap at first. But as the movie starts, and the tone is set, she sets it down on the table. Before she knew it she had her legs up and tucked in. But I couldn’t blame her because I did the same. And I, sensing where the movie was headed, I had to take off my jacket as to not get too hot. I sat there huddled on the couch in my sweatpants and t-shirt.

There is a common conception that horror movie are great for first dates because of how great they are at bringing people together. The rush of adrenaline that’s caused when being scared is sometimes misunderstood to be love and this can often allow two people to get really close on their first date. Hence the conception. I hadn’t really tested the theory before then but I guess it was true. Thirty minutes into the movie Jennifer had moved closer to the center. She slowly puts all the blankets and pillows that once separated us to the other side. I subconsciously also moved closer and soon we are right next to each other. Both of us slightly leaning into the other. About half way into the movie we were pushing into each other. I could feel her warmth through the clothing and although she kept looking at the screen, I sometimes found myself distracted at the situation I found myself in.

It wasn’t until an hour and a half into the movie that I started to unravel. I had been doing a great job at watching the movie with minimal distraction but then, while I readjusted myself on the couch, I looked down and caught a golden glimpse. At this point she was sort of holding onto my arm as she leaned against me and I looked down to see that the top of her chest was in open view. And thanks to the angle I was in I could look down her blouse like never before. Downstairs my penis started to stir and I quickly looked back at the movie. But it wasn’t before long that I looked back down at the two beautiful pale mounds on her chest. The fact that I was wearing sweatpants was clutch because my slowly rising hard on wasn’t that obvious.

Then, as things really started to go crazy in the movie, at around an hour and forty five minutes in, I made my move. At this point my arm slowly started to feel numb and I figured now was a better time than any to pull the classic stretching move. Slowly I pull my arm out from between us and readjusted it so I could put it on the cushion over her shoulder. My heart beat faster at the thought of actually putting my hand on her shoulder and I didn’t know what the consequences of my actions would be either. Then I did it again. I looked down, this time, to see her breasts pushed up against me. Bulging from the cut of her tank top.

Fuck it. I gently dropped my hand onto her shoulder, giving it a soft grasp when I did. She didn’t seem to notice. Or if she did, she gave no indication of it. At the moment she seemed to be transfixed at the events unfolding on the screen. Getting a bit braver I pulled her in closer. Again, she didn’t show any signs of noticing. Figuring I was not smooth enough I focus back on the movie. My arm still around her.

I’m only a man. A horny man who is currently cuddling with his professor as we watched a horror movie. But still a man. So, despite my best attempts, I looked back down at her tits. They weren’t huge but man were they nice. As I looked back up again I noticed where my hand now rest. It had fallen a bit from her shoulder and lay floating above her breasts. Making sure not to grab her attention I move it up back to her shoulder. I hesitate and think briefly about removing my head altogether when a sudden noise on the screen makes Jennifer jump and bury her head into my chest. She was hugging me.

In my pants my dick slowly started to harden again. I took this as my chance to move forward once again. Normally I would have taken the time to work up my nerves, but this time I just did it. I grabbed her shoulder firmly and, with my other hand, removed her hands that were covering her face.

“Come on,” I say in a sly voice. “You can’t miss the good parts.”

She moved even closer to me but as she did, she looked at the screen. Her left hand which I had pulled away from her face was still in my hand and, to my surprise, she was holding me back. From that moment on I forget my place. Primal functions kick in as if I was on autopilot. Jennifer was no longer my professor. I was no longer her teacher. She was a woman. I was a man.

I pulled her up and closer to be so that her head rested on my shoulder. My left arm dropped from her shoulder and my hand rested on her waist. I grabbed it and gave it a reassuring squeeze. My right hand and her left hand seemed to have a mind of their own. Both sharing a tight embrace, much like the bodies that they were attacked to. I finally broke the hand holding and grabbed her left leg. I pulled it up and put my own leg in between hers. This was more out of necessity, because my legs were in an uncomfortable position, but also because it felt right. Two bodies interlinked.

As the movie started to come to an end I started to debate what to do. Do I make a move? Do I let her go? The credits rolled. As the apartment fell into darkness Jennifer looked up at me. Her body still pressed against mine. We looked into each other’s eyes as my body moved on it’s own. I bring my left hand down to her ass and grab it as I push her up. I lean slightly down and kiss her as I bring my other leg onto the sofa. I was not sandwiched between the sofa and Jennifer’s body. She lay on me as she kissed me back. Her hair falling to one side and the light from the television accented her face.

My hands started exploring her body. My left hand went under her shirt and gave her a tight hug while my right went under her pants and groped her ass. Before long she slipped some tongue into my mouth and I did the same to her. Her hands hugged me and moved all over my body. Still, I didn’t know how far this was going to go so I tried to not push her into my erect penis. Turns out, I didn’t have to. She started to grind her vagina into me as I kept squeezing her ass. My left hand grabbed her tank top and started to pull it off. She broke our kiss to get up and quickly take it off the rest of the way but, more aggressively than earlier, she came back to kiss me.

I started to pull of her pants with one hand and the other went back to her back to undo the clasp of her bra. It came off with ease, but the bra stayed on. I grabbed her waist and hugged her as I got up and flipped her so that I was now on top of her. She hit the sofa with a light “oof” and we went back to making out. Out lips seemingly inseparable. I pulled off her bra and she moved her hands so that it just slid off. Her legs kicked away her pants.

I got up so that I was straddling her. I admired the sight of Jennifer under me, nothing but her small panties on. Her pert breasts now in full view. The things I had jerked off to so many times before were now in front of view. I paused for a second before taking off my shirt and going back down. My hands grabbed her tits and gave them a tight squeeze. I started to play with her hard nipples and she gave her first moan. I slide off my sweatpants so that the only thing stopping my dick from going into her pussy were two thin articles of clothing.

She kept grinding her pussy on my dick and I replied with some slow thrusting. We kept on kissing and getting each other more and more excited until I couldn’t handle it anymore. I put my arms around her and picked her up. She wrapped her legs around me and we kept kissing. Luckily her bedroom door was open so I didn’t open the wrong door.

Once inside I threw her on the bed. I leaned over her and while kissing her breasts I took of her panties. I stood back up and pulled down my boxers. My dick, finally free, was completely erect. Jennifer, now fully nude, lay on the bed with her arms up at her sides, breathed two simple words.

“I’m yours.”

I started at her thighs. Gently kissing my way up to her waist. With every kiss she moaned louder and louder. I put her nipple in my mouth and suck on it as my hand makes its way down to her pussy. I rub it gently, not penetrating her just yet. I twirl my tongue on her nipple and she gasps. Her hands grab my face and pull me up. Our lips meet again. My fingers still tease penetration around her pussy as her hands make their way down to my dick. She grasps it firmly and starts to stroke it. Her hands are soft and smooth. They feel better than any amount of lube. With my free hand I grab her hair and pull it back so her head tilts up. I start to kiss her neck. Then lower until her nipples are in my mouth again. She starts to moan.

My hand on her pussy, now slowly pushing into her. Her nipple in my mouth as I pull her hair back. She had eyes closed as he moaned from the sensation. Then I stop it all. I just get up and stand over the bed. I look down as she starts to lightly shake and from the withdrawal and composes herself enough to look at me. A look of confusion. Her hands now rub her own pussy so that she stays horny. I look down at my now erect dick. Then back at her. She gets the message.

She sits up on the edge of the bed so that her face is now on level with my cock. She grabs it with her free hand and starts to stroke it. She looks at me as she slowly opens her mouth and licks the tip of my cock. Then she kisses it. The shaft. The tip. She kisses all over my dick as she keep stroking it. The pace slowly quickening. She was teasing me. She starts to lick the tip again and finally she puts my cock in her mouth. But not all the way. Just the head. She sucks on it like a lollipop. Twirling it at the head like I did to her nipple.

I grab her blonde hair and push her in deeper. Just enough so that she actually starts sucking and then I let her go. My hands lay on my waist in a Superman pose as she starts to go deeper and deeper. I look down to see my fantasy coming to life. The blonde hair of Jennifer bobbing as she sucks my erect cock. She put it into her mouth without hesitation. Her hand continued to stroke in the motion of her mouth. The thought of her thin lips on my cock was exhilaration. Her free hand, now no longer on her pussy, grabbed my ass and pulled me in closer so that she could put as much of my cock into her as possible. My hands starts to tighten into a fist as I felt myself about to climax.

I force myself to grab her hair and pull her off. I push her back down so that she’s laying on the bed. She stares at my dick, wet from her saliva and moves for her side table. She opens the drawer and pulls out a condom. She sits up again and opens the package. She puts my cock in her mouth again to lube it up and then puts the condom on. I get on top of her and start kissing her as her hand grabs my cock to lead it to her pussy. Feeling confident I grab both her arms and pin them above her head. I grab my dick and slowly tease her by rubbing her pussy with my tip. Then, without warning, I push it in. She lets out a loud moan that is muffled by our kiss. I could feel her arms trying to move but I keep them pinned for a bit longer.

I thrust in and out of her. Occasionally stopping to push it in deep as possible or press it against the walls of her vagina. I was fucking my college professor. I finally release her hands and they move to my back. She pulls me in closer and her legs wrap around my waist. I kept fucking her until I could feel my dick throb. Jennifer felt it too because she wrapped her legs around me even tighter so that I was in her completely when I came. I let out a deep breath which hit her neck and she moaned again. She held my face and kissed me. But as my body started to relax I realized that she hasn’t cum yet. I start to think about where I could have messed up and what I did wrong but I couldn’t think of anything obvious. Then it hit me.

I pulled out of her and took of the condom. I grabbed a tissue from the side table and wiped of my dick. As I tossed it aside I felt her hands on my dick and she pulled me into her mouth once again. The remaining cum was now gone. I’ve had never gotten this much head before. She seemed to love my cock in her mouth.

I pulled out of her mouth and got back on top of her. I kissed her deeply as I grabbed my dick and brought it to the lips of her pussy. I slowly push it in and she breaks. The feeling overwhelms her and she cranes her neck back (without me pulling on her hair) and starts to moan louder than before. I start thrusting slowly. Passionately. But soon I was fucking her hard. Raw. From the neighboring apartment there was a thud on the wall. We were being too noisy.

I looked at Jennifer and could tell she was having a great time. Her eyes still closed as she felt my dick slide in and out of her pussy. Her moaning was getting louder and louder as I kept going deeper and deeper. She had to be quiet but she was also in no mood to listen. So I bring my hand up and cover her mouth. Her moans can still be heard but they are now muffled enough so that no one else outside could hear her. I kept my hand there as I kissed her neck. Rough enough so that she could feel it. Gentle enough so that I didn’t leave any marks.

Then I felt her body shudder slightly and I remove my hand from her mouth to hear her orgasm. The feeling was amazing.. I finally made her cum. I kept my dick inside of her for a bit longer before pulling it out. To my surprise I was not that far from cumming again myself so I get up off Jennifer and start to jerk off. I grab some more tissues so that I don’t make a mess. On the bed, next to me, Jennifer is breathing deeply, her eyes still closed. I look over at her as I masterbate. I had done this so many times before, but this was undoubtedly better than them all. I stared at Jennifer’s pert breasts. Her body was still shaking slightly from what we had just done and there were beads of sweat on her forehead and neck. Instinctively, I used my free hand to grope Jennifer’s tits. I could feel myself start to climax and let go as I lay flat on the bed. I closed my eyes and kept thinking about fucking Jennifer. Then another hand touched my dick. The soft hands of Jennifer. I opened my eyes to her sitting up next to me and stroking my cock. She pushed me up to a standing position so that my cock was by her face. She kept her mouth closed as she looked up and me and stroked my cock. When she felt my dick throb in her hand she closed her eyes to and let me cum all over her face. The cum landing thick on her lips and dripping down to her chest. That was all my energy. I fell on top of Jennifer. We lay on the bed, my hand on her breasts with some of my cum still fresh on them, and her hand still holding my cock.

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