3 comments/ 59958 views/ 0 favorites Nothing to Lose By: J-Nite The summer had come and gone, without any memories or stories to share. All that mattered now was going back home; packing and getting my ass back to college for my last year. I had been away from home the entire summer, driving from town to town shopping around for a grad school that would suit me. I had two weeks to get home to Georgia, pack my stuff and back to school in Texas in time for classes to begin. I was currently staying in Louisiana with my Aunt Mae, really getting stressed out from the lack of planning I had done for the entire summer. "It's only two weeks until school Aunt Mae! I haven't found a grad school that I like, I haven't packed my stuff, and I'm just not ready to leave school yet!" "Good gracious child, calm down!" "I can't!" I was pacing back and forth on the front porch while Aunt Mae was sitting in her rocking chair, mending my jeans. She was an old and wise woman, only a few years older than my mom was. Her husband Rick had died last year, so now she lived all by herself in this big house out in the country. It was late August, and it felt like it with the humidity and the heat that seemed to rise up from the dirt. "God! Can't it rain or something? I'm hotter than a forest fire." It was night, which caused the heat to cool just a little, but the humidity stayed the same. "Don't blame the heat for your problems now, child. It ain't done nothin' to you." "I'm sorry Aunt Mae, it's just that I'm so frustrated!" I stood still a while and placed my hand on my forehead to help me think. "I'm just going to have to go home and tell mama that I didn't find a grad school that I liked." "It'll be all right child, you'll see." "What are you preaching about now aunt?" "Things always work out the way they're supposed to in the end, you'll see." She handed me my jeans that were now mended. I took them from her and mumbled a polite thank you before I ran up stairs to pack my bags. It dawned on me that what I was dealing with didn't seem like a lot to someone else, but then that someone else didn't know my mama. ***** "Jasmine, your home!" Mama came rushing out of our house, too excited to even think about letting the screen door slam shut behind her-something that annoyed the hell out of her. "I'm so glad your home! How was your trip? The last time you called you didn't tell us what you thought about that school in Arkansas." "Well, mama, the truth is I..." I couldn't finish my sentence. Standing in our doorway was a man I didn't recognize. He was taller than mama by about a few inches, I couldn't tell much about him, but I could tell he had short hair and he was smiling. Mama must have seen the reason why I stopped talking because she immediately went into a panic. "Oh! My goodness, where are my manners? Jasmine, this is Arnold Baker, he and his brother have agreed to stay and help out while your father is away in Kansas. He and Sean have been helping us out all summer and when Hank got the call..." "What? Daddy is gone? When were you going to tell me this? And who is this guy mama?" "Now honey, don't get upset. Your father's brother Jeff is in the hospital, he left yesterday to be with him. You were already on your way home from Mae's house when it happened so I had no way of telling you. Arnold and his brother Sean have been helping us out all summer since you were gone and your father needed the extra help with the new cattle coming in and everything..." It took me a while to let it all sink in. Yes, I think mama did mention something about daddy needing some extra help, but I didn't think they were staying in our house with us. "Mama, where have they been sleeping all this time?" "Honey, they've only been here since last night and um..." "Mama, where?" "Well, um, Arnold is currently staying in your room and Sean has the couch. Oh dear, where are we going to put you now?" "Mama, I need my room!" "Now, honey, don't get all upset. We'll make it all work out some..." I didn't listen to the rest of her sentence. I walked up to the house stormed up to the door and looked at this 'Arnold' right in the face. "Listen, this is my home. You may be a guest here but I live here. Stay out of my way for the next week or so and we will get along fine." He didn't say anything; he just stood there, arms crossed across his chest with a stupid smile on his face. I spun around to face mama. "Have him out of my room by this afternoon mama. I'm going into town to get some things I need." I stormed off towards my car. My homecoming hadn't been a very welcoming one. ***** I arrived in town fixed on getting my mind off of my home situation. I walked around town so pissed off at everything that I almost forgot that I needed some necessities. After a few hours of storming around town like a woman on her period, I finally realized that I was all upset over nothing really. I forgot that mama had told me about Arnold and Sean, that was my fault. I didn't find a grad school that I liked and I was going to be a senior next year. It took me a while to realize that I was more scared of leaving school that I thought I was. When I'm scared of something, I get mad in order to mask how scared I am. It was getting late so I went back home. That night, I arrived just in time for supper. I was tired and I didn't feel up to having dinner with my mom and the two new members of the house. But, after I did all of that thinking, I had decided to give these guys a shot. They couldn't be all that bad, right? I went up to the door and could already smell my mama's chili and corn bread. I was actually happy to be home for the first time that day. I walked into the kitchen and the good feeling I had vanished. Sean and Arnold were already eating the chili and bread without even the decency to wait until I got home first. "Oh, Jasmine. This is my brother Sean." Arnold said, his mouth full of chili and pointing to the man beside him. "Hi. Where's my mom?" "Out back feeding the chickens. Chili's on the stove next to the bread." Arnold said, shoving another spoonful of chili in his mouth. I quickly walked passed the two men and out the back. It was a relatively clear night; a few clouds were trying to cover the moon while the crickets were singing their song. Mama was just coming out of the chicken coup, her apron filled with specs of feed and feathers. "How are the chickens doing?" I asked. "Oh! Jasmine, you scared me! The chickens are fine, Ginny is still laying eggs and a few of the others are not liking this heat." "Mama, can I ask you something?" "Why sure honey, ask away." "How old are Arnold and Sean?" She thought about this for a while before picking up the empty feed buckets and walking to the barn. "Arnold is about your age, 22, and Sean just turned 20 last month. Why do you ask?" "Oh, I was just wondering." Mama put the buckets away and we walked back to the house, not knowing what to say. When we entered the kitchen, the guys were busy cleaning up after themselves. Which was kind of odd since every guy I know can't clean up after himself at all. "That was a really good meal Mrs. Rowe. Thank you, again." "My pleasure Sean. You run along now and get some rest. I'll clean up the rest." Sean went past us towards the living room while Arnold stayed behind. "Um, Mrs. Rowe? Where should I sleep tonight?" "Oh, right, um...There is a sleeping back in the hall closet. You can sleep in the living room with Sean tonight." Arnold looked at me and then left to get the sleeping bag. I guess I didn't notice before how blue his eyes were. His face was kind of average, but he made up for it in the way his body looked; built and tanned from working all summer. I didn't get a real good look at Sean before, but he was pretty good looking too, with brown hair and gray eyes. I must have been thinking because mama had to poke me to get my attention. "Jasmine? Where did you go just now?" "Oh, I'm sorry mama. I was just thinking about school." We sat down and ate our dinner. I didn't realize how much I missed her cooking until I took that first bite of the hot chili. Two bowls later, I was full and ready for bed. I helped mama clean up the rest of the dishes and kissed her good night. Up in my room, I couldn't even tell that Arnold had been there. All of my things were in order, my bed was made and my room was clean. I sighed and got ready for bed. I normally slept nude in the summer because of the heat, but since there were guys in my house, I decided to put on my black nightgown with thin straps and cut above my knees. It was the one thing that I had that covered my body and was cool enough to sleep in with this heat. I was lying down in my bed, happy to be home, when I heard a noise coming from down stairs. Mama was sound asleep in her room across from mine. She was a hard sleeper so noises in the night never bothered her. I often wondered if I was really her daughter. I mean I looked a lot like her sure. We both had long, dirty blonde hair that curled at the ends, high cheekbones and curves. There were two things that were different between us: height and eyes. Mama is 5'7 with light brown eyes and I'm 5'11 with dark green eyes. I got my eye color and height from dad; he's 6'1 with dark green eyes and kind of on the skinny side. I snapped out of my daze when I heard the noise again, this time it was a little louder. I crept down the stairs as quietly as I could. When I reached the bottom, I heard the noise coming from the living room. I walked silently towards the living room, keeping an eye on the stairs just in case mama woke up. I heard the noise again, and then I realized that it was a moaning sound coming from the floor of the living room. The light from the moon helped me to see my way through the house. I stooped down to crawl on the floor, letting my curiosity get the better of me. I could clearly hear that it was Arnold's voice making the noise I just didn't know why. I crawled over to where the guys were sleeping. Arnold was apparently awake on the floor only a sheet covering his body while Sean was on the couch sleeping soundly. It took my eyes a while to adjust to the dim light. When they did, I could clearly see that Arnold was pleasuring himself under the sheet! I had never walked in on a guy masturbating before! I didn't know what to do except get out of there as quickly as I could. I started to go when I heard Arnold stop what he was doing and sit up. I looked over at him staring at me and I froze. I was so glad he couldn't see my face in the dim light because I would have been beat red. He didn't do anything he just sat there looking at me. Thenhe crawled over to me. He was sleeping in a pair of boxers that fell loosely over his legs. I couldn't breath as I noticed his penis peeking out from the hole in between. "What are you doing down here?" He asked in a whisper. "I h-herd a n-noise." I stammered back, nervous and a little anxious as to what he was going to do. He stopped on all fours in front of me, while I was sitting quietly on my ass with my eyes wide in anticipation. "Do you have any idea what I was doing?" He was asking me questions in a tone that I only heard in the bedroom with my boyfriends. He was making this moment intimate without anything really happening between us. For some reason, I started to get turned on by his voice. "I don't know what I saw," I lied. "I just came down here to see if something was wrong and found you under your sheet." "And what was I doing under my sheet?" "Having a good time from what I saw." He laughed a little and I started to relax as he sat down next to me. I glanced down and could still see the bulge of his head through the boxers he was wearing. He saw where my gaze was and smiled. "Have you ever sucked a man's cock before?" I was shocked at his question. I had never heard language like that before, but I liked it. "I haven't heard it called that, but yes I have. But I haven't in a while." "Oh really? Well, I don't believe you. Why don't you prove it to me?" As he said this, he pulled out his entire cock from the confines of the boxers and began to stroke it. "But, my mom is just upstairs and your brother is right there." I was really getting excited as I watched him stroke his meat. "Don't worry about them. Half the fun is the fear of getting caught." The moment that sentence left his mouth, I realized that his words did make a lot of sense. Soon, the fear of getting caught was more of a turn on than watching him stroking his good-sized tool. I thought, what the hell? I'm out of here in two weeks I've got nothing to lose. I licked my lips and lowered my head to engulf his shaft. He was average sized, 6 maybe 6 1/2 inches long with just enough width to fit inside my mouth without stretching it. I heard a moan escape his lips as I began to use my while mouth to stimulate his tender shaft. I used my tongue to swirl around his head before I swallowed his entire cock into my throat. Surprisingly, I didn't have a lot of trouble working him and out of my mouth. I was getting really wet as I heard him moaning above me. I used my hand to pump him when I came back up for air. Doing this in my mom's house with Arnold's brother only a few feet away from us was giving me an amazing feeling. I could feel the place inside of my stomach where the fear of getting caught turned into excitement. It made my juices just thinking about it. I swallowed his cock with more vigor this time, taking time to play with his balls while I buried his entire length in my throat. "Oh...god...that feels good...I'm close...I'm going to cum." I increased my pace, using my hand on his shaft while I sucked on his head. God, this felt so good. His moans increased as he grabbed the back of my hair and started to fuck my mouth. "I'm going to cum...Ah...oh...man...fucckkk..." I felt his body tense as the first stream of warm cum splashed at the back of my throat. He had me by the head, holding me to him while I swallowed as much as I could. I finally had to force my head up to breath. The last spray of his cock erupted on my neck as I stared up at the ceiling. When I looked back down, Arnold was spent. We were both out of breath and breathing hard. I kept looking at his face while I wiped cum from my neck and licked it off of my fingers. Perhaps this summer was going have some events to remember after all. Nothing to Lose Ch. 02 Jasmine, or Jazzy, is just about to begin her junior year of college, but first she has to spend two weeks getting packed at her ranch home—which is now playing host to two new occupants, Arnold and Sean Baker. In the first chapter, Jasmine stumbles onto Arnold masturbating and helps him finish-up by proving that she knew how to suck a man's cock. This is the next chapter of that story. * I woke-up the next morning with a new outlook on life. The events of the previous night were still fresh in my mind. Arnold's cock tasted so good in my mouth. I licked my lips remembering how he tasted and the look on his face when I licked his cum off of my fingers. It was still kind of early and I didn't hear my mom stirring in the next room. The memory replayed itself in my head as my right hand traveled down my body to my hungry cunt. Juices had already begun to soak through my panties and onto my sheets; it was starting to become a little too hot in my room. I quickly and quietly kicked off my covers, removed my panties and discarded my nightgown on the ground next to my bed. I was naked and lying on my bed with my legs spread wide to give my fingers better access to my cunt. My right hand was busy playing with the lips of my pussy while my left hand started massaging my breasts. I felt my fingers move in circles at the front of my entrance as I imagined the things I wanted Arnold's cock to do to me. A moan escaped my lips when I plunged my fingers as far in as my hand would allow. I always thought that fingers could never get the job done, but they work great for foreplay. I lay there for a moment, wishing for more as I slowly started moving my fingers in and out of wet fuck hole. I closed my eyes and imagined my pussy being filled with Arnold's dick again and again. My pace had increased and I could feel myself getting close to coming when I heard a squeak in front of my door. Someone was watching me. It has to be Sean, I thought. Arnold would have just come in and my mom is asleep. The thought of having an audience increased the pace of my assault on my pussy even more, bringing me close to instant orgasm. The last thought that crossed my mind was Arnold's cock spewing his cum in my mouth as my back arched and I came hard on my bed. I heard faint grunting noises coming from outside of my door. Sean must have been watching me and enjoying the show. My cunt gave one last gush of juices when that thought entered my head. The air was filled with the sound of running footsteps down the stairs followed closely by the closing of the bathroom door. Yep, it was Sean and he definitely enjoyed the show. I got up and stretched looking around for some clothes to put on when I saw that I had no clean underwear. Well, I am just going to have to do some laundry, I thought. Having no clean underwear, I decided to put on a sundress over my naked body until I could clean my clothes. No one would care, and I would be somewhat decent. I gathered up my dirty clothes into my laundry basket and started heading down stairs. A playful thought crossed my mind as I was passing the closed door to the bathroom. Should I go in and help him relieve himself? No, he is a bit young anyway. But it was sure fun having him watch me. I smiled then and started heading down the stairs to the basement when I heard the washer go on. When I reached the bottom of the stairs, I looked and saw Arnold still in his boxers sorting through his laundry. "So, you do your own laundry all the time, or is this a first for you?" He looked up then and smiled at me. "Not that it matters, but yes. I do my own laundry." He looked up and down my body. I was holding a basket of dirty laundry on my hip but he must have liked the view since I saw the bulge in his boxers grow slightly. I dropped the basket on the ground and walked over to stand in front of him. "Nice dress," he told me, looking down at my face. "I look even better with it off." "I bet you do." He picked me up, spun me around and set me on top of the washer. The dress was quickly removed and I was suddenly naked in front of Arnold's hungry eyes. My nipples were beginning to harden and there was nothing I could do to hide that fact as Arnold started to cup both my breasts in his hands. "You have great tits." I leaned closer to his face as I told him to taste them. Without any more encouragement needed, he leaned forward and sucked my left breast into his mouth as my head flew back and I let out a soft moan. The attention that my breasts were getting was more then they had gotten in months, the sensation was almost overwhelming. Satisfied with the hardness of my left breast, Arnold moved to cover my right one with his hot mouth. My hands were massaging his back and moving upward to get lost in his hair when he came up to kiss me on the lips. Without breaking the kiss, he removed his boxers with one hand while the other found my cunt. I moaned into his mouth and tried to wrap my legs around his body, to no avail. He broke the kiss and looked into my eyes. "I need you, Arnold. Now, inside me, please." He removed his hand from my dripping lips and positioned his cock at the entrance to my pussy. In one swift movement, he lifted me off the washer and back down on hard tool. I had to muffle a cry at the sudden violation of my sex. He held me there, impaled on his member, both of us reveling in the feel of our joined bodies. "Oh, man this feels so good. You're so wet...so tight." I wrapped my legs around his lower back as he started to move in and out of me. My back was up against the washer now as Arnold's cock slammed into me again and again, causing me to writhe after every thrust. "Oh, ah, oh yeah, fuck me Arnold. Harder, it feels so good, don't stop." He increased his speed and started driving into my cunt with all he was worth. My hands gripped his back and I knew I was leaving scratch marks. My pussy walls were contracting enough for me to know that I was close. "Ahhh...I'm going to come soon." "Come with me, I'm close...almost....there!" My back arched into his torso and my head flew back as I felt his cum gush into my belly. I came right after he did, our juices mixing and dripping down my leg. We stood there for a moment while the feelings of orgasm washed over us. I was still gripping his back when he pulled out and kissed me long and deep. The sound of clattering pans up stairs broke the kiss and made both of us look up. "My mom must be up making breakfast." I looked back to his face then and saw a look of pure satisfaction in his eyes. "That felt so good Jasmine." "You can call me Jazzy. Only my mom uses my full name." "Jazzy? I like it." He kissed me again, wrapping his strong arms around my body. My fingers trailed up his neck to tangle in his sweat-covered hair. I gently pulled his head back to break the kiss. "We should probably get dressed," I said. "Oh but I love the feel of your body so close to mine." I couldn't argue with that. The sweat was starting to cool on my skin making me shiver and move closer into Arnold's strong arms. "I love the way this feels too, but you probably have chores to do and I have to start packing." He looked down at me then, all smiles gone. "You're leaving? But, you just got home." "Didn't my mom tell you that I was in college?" "Yeah, but it's only August." "My school starts early. I'm leaving in a week." He pulled back from me and started to look for his clothes. He was avoiding me that much was obvious. "Arnold, I never thought that..." "Don't, just forget it. Once your dad gets better Sean and I will be out of here, too. I shouldn't have started something I can't finish." Now I was confused. He started something that he can't finish? I asked myself as I started looking for clothes of my own to put on. I found a pair of moderately clean panties and a bra as I asked him the question that was on my mind. "You started something with me that you can't finish?" In the silence that followed, I put on my underwear and slid the sundress over my head. Looking at Arnold still not dressed in anything, I immediately felt overdressed. He stopped rummaging and looked at me. "I like you, Jazzy. I just wanted a little more this time, that's all." Oh my God. Is he saying what I think he is saying? I thought. "By a little more, you mean..." "I was just hoping to have a relationship with you that went beyond sex." His words made my knees melt and I had to steady myself on the washer before I looked back at him. "I just met you. How..." "I know that I sound crazy, but I think it could have really worked between us." "I don't know what to say." He walked over to me then and hugged me into his still naked body. He spoke with his head above mine. "You don't have to say anything. Just know that I have feelings for you and that will be enough." It felt like my heart was in my throat. I could not breath, I couldn't think, all I knew was that a guy I had just met was professing his undying love for me and I had no idea how to react. "Jasmine? Arnold? Are you two down there?" I quickly snapped out of my confused state just as Arnold let me go from our hug to throw on some clothes. I walked to the bottom of the stairs to answer my mom. "We'll be right up mama." "Well hurry up before your breakfast gets cold." I looked back to Arnold who was now fully clothed in a t-shirt and jeans. He was walking towards me holding out his hand. I took it tentatively, still unsure of how I felt about him. "Arnold, I..." "Shh...I told you, you don't have to say anything." I looked up at the stairs. "How are we going to do this?" I asked. "One step at a time," Arnold answered.