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Jeri

By: GC66



Everyone engaging in sexual activity is at least eighteen years old.


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Prologue

Jeri Jensen was an avid Literotica reader.  The attractive thirty-year-old blonde had discovered the website the previous January when she was laid up with a broken leg and couldn't work.

Once she found Literotica, however, Jeri all but stopped watching porn because she'd been getting bored with it.  Reading about peoples' sexual adventures, Jeri thought, was so much better than Internet porn, primarily because it was such a major turn-on to imagine herself in the stories.

They made her cum harder than porn.

But with her leg in a cast, sex was was difficult and not fulfilling because Jeri needed the fucking to be rough in order for her to get off.  Romantic lovemaking did nothing for her.  She needed a cock pounding her tight pussy or her asshole to get off. 

But with the bum leg, however, the only position Jeri felt comfortable with was missionary, and, much to her chagrin, the guy had to be gentle.

Jeri always had her assortment of toys to entertain herself, but there was no human contact, which she also craved.

While her leg healed, Jeri decided to write her own stories to pass the time.  There was certainly no shortage of inspiration or sexual imagination.

Penny was a natural one to start with.


Have You Driven a Ford Lately?

Ten years earlier, Jeri Jensen had graduated from a two-year college with a degree in business administration.

Somehow, between the stream of male and female sex partners, she'd maintained a 3.5 grade-point-average.

After graduation, Jeri put hundreds of miles on her old Honda Civic applying with Company A and with Company B and with Company C and driving to fruitless interviews.  Jeri quickly got frustrated.

A few of her lady friends had told her she was beautiful and should look into modeling.  But Jeri, who stood 5'1" and weighed about 100 pounds, felt she was far too small to be a model.  She briefly considered adult films, where her size and youthful appearance would allow her to portray underaged girls, which she learned were always in demand.  The sex certainly wasn't an issue, but Jeri dismissed becoming a porn star when she considered the problems it would cause if someone in her family found out, as well as employment problems after she left porn.

More times than she could count, Jeri Jensen was told by interviewers that their company was looking for someone with more experience.  She was hit on a few times, too.  The clear implication was that if she wanted the job, she'd have to suck and fuck her way into it.  Jeri didn't have any problem with sucking and fucking; she loved sex with both men and women.  But she was adamant that she was not going to prostitute herself.

So, she'd gotten a job at Superburger until a good job came along.  Superburger was depressing, the hours sucked, and the pay was shit, forcing her to live at home with her mom, Abigail, until she got a better-paying job.  On the upside, Jeri's rent was affordable, her mom worked weekday evenings, and she gave her privacy.

Jeri's diligence finally paid off a little over a year later.  A prominent car dealership called Lofton Ford contacted her about coming in for a second interview with their dealership's personnel officer, a man named Dale Kahler.

Jeri's heart soared.

Ooh, this looks very good!  A place like that doesn't call you for a second interview unless they're interested.

Jeri appeared at the dealership at the designated time and was shown to a sparsely decorated office with a second door, which was closed.  A moment later, a tall, well-dressed, athletic man Jeri guessed to be in his early fifties entered.  He cheerfully introduced himself as Dale Kahler.

Kahler sat behind a desk and told Jeri that Lofton Ford was looking for a dedicated, energetic, and motivated salesperson, and he exhorted them as the top dealership in southern Ohio.

Jeri gave the impression of caring.  In reality, she didn't.

Cut the cheerleading, pal!  I'm in this for the money.

Kahler told Jeri that if she was hired, she'd have to take a paid training course.  Upon completing it, she would start in their used car sales department and learn from veteran salespeople.  Kahler said she'd be there at least a year, then she'd undergo an evaluation, which could lead for a position in the new car sales department.

But Jeri refused to take Kahler's bait when he began patronizing her and tried to scare her off by telling her car sales was a brutal business.

"Miss Jensen, in our business, you can do everything right and still be wrong," Kahler explained in a cold, emotionless tone.  "You can have a deal all but closed, and then lose it because the customer gets cold feet or a bad vibe.  I see it happen every day.  I've also seen this business take good people such as yourself and ruin them – physically and emotionally.  Nervous breakdowns, ulcers, heart attacks.  And, if I may be bold, Miss Jensen, you're what I would call a very beautiful woman.  You're going to have it worse than a man, because you're going to get hit on by men of all ages.  Some guys can be absolute sharks."

Jeri believed it.  She also felt Dale Kahler might he hitting on her.  She instinctively glanced at his left hand.  There was an even impression around his ring finger.

Oh, great!  One of those.

And when he stood and walked toward her and sat on the desk in front of her with his legs slightly spread, Jeri was certain she was being hit on.

"Understand, Miss Jensen...  Um, may I call you Jeri?" Kahler asked.

Jeri was eye level with his crotch, and with a glance, she could tell he had a big one.

"Of course," she look him in the eye and replied calmly.  "If I may call you Dale?"

"Certainly," Dale replied and continued, but his tone was much warmer.  "Jeri, please understand that I'm only telling you this because I genuinely care."

Jeri stood to her full height, which was increased slightly by her high heels, and looked Dale Kahler square in the eye.  She was furious, but she kept her tone calm and even.  However, if looks could kill, she'd probably get the needle.

Jeri told him she'd been hit on by men of all ages since she was in her teens.

"I can handle the sharks, Dale.  And if I'm not mistaken, that's an impression of a wedding ring there," she hissed.  "Now, how would Mrs. Kahler react if she knew you were coming onto me, hmmm?"

But rather than shirk away nervously or become angry or indignant, Dale Kahler only smiled.

Jeri had been preparing to tell him his behavior also probably constituted sexual harassment, but his reaction confused her.

"Paula?" he said loudly without breaking eye contact with Jeri.  "You can come in now."

Jeri's brow furrowed.

What the fuck is going on here?

The closed door opened, and a beautiful older blonde woman entered the office and walked to Jeri.

"Miss Jensen?" she said, extending her hand.  "Hello, I'm Paula Kahler.  I'm Dale's wife and secretary.  And you, young lady, passed the test, I'm happy to say."

Jeri stood.  "Pleased to meet you," she replied in a tentative tone while accepting the woman's hand.

"Test?" she asked, looking back and forth at them.

"Yes, Miss Jen...  Jeri," replied Mrs. Kahler.  She handed her husband his wedding ring and he slid it back on his finger without a word.

"You see, Jeri, Dale here wasn't sure you had what it took for this position," she explained kindly.  "I was though.  You're tough and you're perceptive, and you can think on your feet quickly.  Those are qualities we're looking for in an associate.  We can teach you about selling cars, but there are things we can't teach which you have.  But Dale's right about it being a tough business."

Jeri looked at Dale.  He was emotionless.

"So, Dale and I made our usual bet when we grant a candidate a second interview," Paula Kahler continued.  "I won this time.  My prize is... well, that's got to remain private."

The gleam in her eye spoke volumes.

"I see," said Jeri cooly.  She honestly couldn't decide if she should be pissed off or flattered.  But if she got the job, who cared?  So she held her tongue.

"Congratulations, Jeri," said Dale Kahler with a smile as he extended his hand.  "Welcome to Lofton Ford."

Jeri felt like screaming in joy, but instead, she calmly shook hands with them and simply thanked them for the opportunity.  After her employment paperwork was completed, Jeri found herself hornier than usual.  On her way home, she picked up a bottle of Arbor Mist wine, which was her favorite.  She raced to her apartment, called her latest girlfriend, Charlene, and told her the good news.  Charlene was overjoyed for her friend.  Jeri said she was in the mood and told Charlene to get her ass over pronto because it was party time.  Charlene showed up ten minutes later.  Jeri, who had changed into tight shorts and a tight cutoff tee, practically jumped in the taller woman's arms and kissed her.  They celebrated by getting tipsy and making love until midnight.


The Unofficial Dealership Incentive Package

After completing the training program, Jeri Jensen began learning about the car sales business from Paul Smith, the used car manager.

Paul was nearly forty.  He was handsome, very friendly, very genuine, and he could sell ice to an eskimo.  He was demanding, but he expected the best out of his people.

Jeri liked him.  But as much as it pained her, she stuck to her rule against dating and fucking co-workers.

Jeri watched and learned.  She ultimately became the used car department's top salesperson.  Just as importantly, she was finally able to move to her own place: a small apartment about three miles from the dealership.

A year later, following her evaluation and Paul Smith's glowing recommendation, Jeri Jensen was promoted to the new car sales department.  Print ads and the dealership's website announced the new addition to the staff, with an invitation that if you were looking for a new Ford car or truck, come on down and see Jeri Jensen.  

Jeri later learned that Paul Smith had said that she was a natural.

Jeri soon became the new car sales staff's rising star.  Although she was a shrewd, but fair, negotiator, Jeri was not above using her feminine charms on men to sell cars and trucks.

It even occasionally worked on women.

But it was all a show.  Jeri had absolutely no intention of seeing them off the clock no matter how handsome or charming or persistent they were.  What could management say if someone complained?  "You're fired?"  That was unlikely.  Jeri was making the dealership money hand over fist, and her model looks were a great promotional tool.  Sex sells, and Jeri knew it.  She only wished her breasts were bigger so she could stop wearing padded bras.  She began wearing them soon after she started and she hated them.  Jeri realized that small tits appealed to certain men, but a little bigger than 32B wouldn't be so bad.  She'd looked into breast enhancement surgery a few times, but she was undecided on whether it was really worth the pain and the expense.

Later one Saturday, a man in his mid-forties entered the showroom.  He was dressed in dark blue slacks, a simple white dress shirt, and boots.  His light brown hair was flecked with gray and it framed a slightly craggy face with a square jaw.  Green eyes peered from under a heavy brow.

He reminded Jeri of the Marlboro Man in old magazine ads she'd seen at her grandfather's house when she was a kid.

She greeted him warmly and welcomed him to Lofton Ford.

"Jack Williams," said the man.  "Pleasure to meet you."

Jeri thought the man was familiar, but couldn't place him.  She asked him if there was a particular car or truck he was interested in.

"I need three Super Duties, Miss Jensen," he replied.

"Three?" asked Jeri, thinking she'd misunderstood.

"Yes, Miss Jensen," Williams replied flatly.  "Three."

Jack Williams explained that he owned a landscaping and snow removal business, and he also owned a couple of other smaller businesses and needed the trucks for them.

Then Jeri realized why this man seemed familiar.  She'd seen Jack Williams' red, white and black trucks many times, and she'd seen his commercials on television.  Jeri thought he had the personality of a wet paper bag.

"Of course," said Jeri, who was practically salivating over the commission.  "Let's take a look at them, and then we can go over the options."

"Miss Jensen, as long as the price is right, I don't need to hear about options," Williams stated emphatically.  "I want them all as they are."

"Oh?" said Jeri, shocked.  "Well, in that case we can discuss financing te..."

"I don't need financing either," he raised his hand to stop Jeri.  "I just need those three Super Duties, and I'll be paying cash for all of them.  Now, how much?"

Jeri about fainted.  She eyed him suspiciously.

This guy can't be serious!

"I'm very serious, Miss Jensen," Jack Williams quietly insisted, as if he'd read her mind.  "I'll be back in a second."

He turned and left.  A few minutes later, he returned with a big briefcase.  Jeri eyed it.

Holy shit, is that what I think it is?

"Where's your office, Miss Jensen?" he asked.  "I don't like doing this in the open."

"This way please," replied Jeri, gesturing to a room at the back of the showroom.  She was clearly rattled.

Deep breath, girl!  Deep breath...

Jeri's heart was pounding as she led Jack Williams into her office.  Once inside, he closed the door and placed the briefcase on her desk.  He flipped open the catches and lifted the lid.  Inside was wrapped stacks of crisp new one-hundred dollar bills.

Her jaw dropped and her eyes bugged out.  It was more money than Jeri had ever seen in one place.

Jack Williams didn't brag.  It wasn't his style.  He simply closed the lid and snapped the catches shut and sat down quietly.

"Now, Miss Jensen?" he asked.

Jeri quickly looked up the MSRP's and the stickers on her terminal and did a mental calculation.  She quoted him $80,000.

"$70,000," Jack Williams countered.

"$75,000," Jeri countered.

After a half-hour later, they were still stuck on $75,000 and trying to push each other to give a little.  Jeri was getting more than a little pissed off at how inflexible Jack was being, and he was making noises about going to a nearby Chevy dealer.

Oh, fuck I need this deal!  Come on, girl, are you really gonna lose this guy over a measly five fucking grand?

Jeri glanced at his left hand.  There wasn't a ring or an impression of a ring on his ring finger.

It was risky, but then she thought about the commission.

I may be a slut, but I'm no whore.  But I need this fucking deal, dammit!  Gonna have to bait him first though...

"Mr. Williams?" Jeri asked.  "Average it out.  You'll see the $75,000 I quoted you is well under sticker.  It's very fair; it's a win-win.  I see your trucks out all the time.  Five grand is a drop in the bucket for you."

Jack arched an eyebrow.

Good.  I got his respect now.

Jeri let it sink in for a moment, then she took a deep breath and spoke:

"I'd think Mrs. Williams would agree."

That caught Jack Williams offguard.  He looked sad for a moment.  And for a moment, Jeri thought she'd gone too far.

"Uh...  There is no Mrs. Williams," Jack said bitterly.   "Not anymore that is."

And for the first time since Jeri Jensen met Jack Williams, he showed some emotion.

"I'm so sorry I brought it up," she told him sympathetically.  "I shouldn't have."

He nodded.

Jeri's sorrow wasn't completely disingenuous.  She hated to open an old wound like she had, but she had her own needs.

"Been divorced for nearly two years now," Jack said quietly.  But the emotion in his voice was palpable.

He acted like he wanted to say more, but remained silent.

"I'm so sorry" repeated Jeri sadly as she nodded.  "Listen, I'm sure there's a wonderful woman out there waiting for you."

Jeri was being genuine.

Jack Williams snorted in contempt.

"Miss Jensen," he said.  "My offer is firm.  $70,000."

It looks like he hasn't been laid in a while.

Jeri went in for the kill.

"Okay... $72,250.  Final offer.  That cuts our difference in half," she said.

Jack Williams shook his head.

"Miss Jens..." he began.

"Jeri, please," said Jeri.

"Alright...  Jeri," Jack replied.  "It's still..."

He stopped in mid sentence when Jeri rose.  She walked to the door and locked it and closed the blinds.  Jack Williams turned around and with a confused look on his face.

Although Jeri felt guilty about invoking his ex-wife, she also felt her power over this man growing, and she was getting off on it.  She smiled.

"Jack?" she asked.  "Did I mention that that offer comes with an incentive?"

Before Jack could say another word, Jeri Jensen walked in front of him, sat on the desk and leaned back halfway.  She pulled back the front of her slightly figure-hugging knee-length skirt to reveal her tiny white lace panties.  Her pussy, visible through the sheer material, was less than a foot from Jack Williams' face.

His eyes bugged out.

"Listen.  Both of us know exactly what you've been thinking," she said quietly.  "You've been thinking, 'Oh, she's so beautiful and I'd love to fuck her brains out'.  Well, Jack..."

She pulled her panties aside and smiled again.

Jack Williams gulped and reached out and felt her wet pussy.  A thick, calloused finger brushed her swollen clit, causing Jeri to moan.

"Oh, fuck me!" he said absentmindedly.

"It might happen, Jack," Jeri said matter-of-factly.  She straightened her panties and hopped off the desk and smoothed down her skirt.

"I do it all," she said quietly.  "And I'm bi, for the record.  Of course, this isn't an official part of the dealer incentive package, but both of us know MSRP's and stickers are pure BS.  What matters is that you get what you want and I get what I want.  Just agree to the seventy-two-two-fifty and..." 

Jeri rubbed her breasts through her top.

Jack Williams' breathing became faster.

"Is this on the level, Jeri?" he asked shakily.

Gotcha!

"Yes, Jack," Jeri replied.  "So, do we have a deal?"

She looked down at the crotch of Jack Williams' slacks.  It was bulging of course.

"Your friend is saying yes, Jack," she teased.  "And I hardly ever say no where sex is concerned.  Oh, and Jack?  I don't think I need to say that we need to keep quiet about this."

She stuck out her hand.

"Deal?" she asked.

"D-Deal, Miss Jen... um, J-Jeri," he stuttered as he stood and shook her hand.  

Inwardly, Jeri gloated.

She gave him a kiss on the cheek and ground herself against his raging hard-on.

"Thank you for your business, Mr. Williams," she said.  "I think I'd better take care of your friend."

Jeri knelt down in front of a surprised Jack and unzipped his fly.

Jack Williams' jaw dropped, but he offered zero resistance.

Fishing his cock out of his underwear, Jeri began blowing him hard.  He was big, but nothing Jeri couldn't handle.  Jack braced himself against the desk and tried like hell to keep from moaning and groaning out loud.

"Oh, holy shit!  Oh, damn girl!" was all he could say as he grunted and groaned.

In a few minutes, Jack Williams came harder than he had in years, shooting an enormous load down the throat of one of the most beautiful women he'd ever seen.  He hoped no one heard his muffled groan.

Jeri swallowed his cum and then cleaned off his cock with her tongue.  She licked her lips, then stood and reached over for her half-empty bottle of diet soda.  She opened it and took a swig.  Meanwhile, a still stunned Jack zipped up and tried to get his breathing back to normal.  He was sweating profusely.


Jeri



Jeri laughed as the hands shot out of the dark doorway, grabbed her coat lapels and pulled her roughly into the darkness. She heard the door slam shut behind her and the double click of locks. She laughed a little quieter when she was spun around and her hands cuffed behind her. She couldn't help her shiver when a deep voice whispered at her ear.

"Hi, baby. I've been waiting all day for you to come home."

Jeri felt her hair being pulled back, her back arching as her roommate, Janet's hands groped her jutting breasts. 

"Mmm, baby. I can feel your nipples getting hard already," Janet murmured, licking Jeri's ear.

Jeri stumbled in the darkness. "Okay. Ha ha. Funny. Now unlock these and stop fucking around."

Janet stepped closer. "Oh, the fucking will begin shortly, don't worry."

"Damnit, Janet! What's going on?" Jeri wriggled her wrists behind her back and felt Janet's palm slide down her belly and between her thighs.

"You know you want it. We've been roomies for two months, baby. You think I don't know what kind of porn you drool over? You've been wanting this for weeks." Janet scrunched her fingers on Jeri's pussy and felt her knees sag.

Janet's hand moved like lightning and grabbed Jeri's wrists, quickly unlocking one cuff and bring both arms to the front. She flipped the cuff over the wrist again. 

Janet flicked on a lamp. "Now take your clothes off, Jeri. Slow, so I can watch."

Jeri shook her head, but awkwardly wriggled out of her slacks, kicking them aside. The triangle of her pink panties had a growing wet patch that made Janet catch her breath.

"Oh, baby," she said softly.

Twisting and writhing in slow motion, Jeri managed to take off her blouse and bra, shyly holding her cuffed hands at her bare breasts. Hard pink nipples poked between her fingers. She swallowed and closed her eyes, moving her hands slowly down to the top of her panties.

Janet's voice was hard and so close she could feel her breath. "I'll do those."

Jeri trembled as she felt cold metal lightly glide across her pubis. She opened her eyes in surprise to hear a ripping sound and the sudden spray of hot breath on her pussy lips. And the more sudden touch of lips on those lips.

"You're going to love this," Janet said rising with a soft laugh, dropping the torn panties in a pool on the floor. One hand between Jeri's thighs and the other tugging a handful of hair, Janet dragged her captive to a plain wooden chair and urged her to sit. Uncuffing one wrist, Janet relocked the cuff to one of the chair's stout arms. Pulling a second pairs of cuffs from under the chair, she repeated the action and Jeri's wrists were tightly secured to the chair.

From under the chair, too, Janet produced two shorts lengths of rope, which she knotted expertly and bound Jeri's ankles to the front legs of the chair. She knelt down and raked her fingernails lightly up Jeri's wide-spread thighs. She leaned her face close and kissed the pink clitoris emerging from its hood.

"Please..." Jeri whispered.

"Oh, no, baby. Not me. Not yet." Janet stood and walked to the bedroom door. "I have a surprise for you."

Jeri couldn't help the loud gasp.

He was a well built naked man with a thick hard cock jutting straight out from beneath a trim muscled belly. His face had interesting character, neither too pretty nor too beaten. He had a good smile. Her eyes riveted on the bulbous lavender head of his cock and she licked her lips. And then felt shocked at how badly she wanted it in her mouth now. As she stared, a droplet of precum oozed from his cockhole and she shuddered, wanting to lick it.

Janet draped an arm across the man's shoulders, her other hand dipping to begin a slow, feather-light stroking of his erect cock. She grinned. "Does Jeri want hard cock? Hmmm?"

Jeri hips bucked, her thighs quivering. "Yes," she said through gritted teeth.

Janet's forefinger swagged the precum from the man's cockhole and smeared it across Jeri's mouth. "Do you like that? Yeah? You like the taste of his cock on your lips, baby?"

Jeri licked her lips slowly, around and around the oval, slurping up every bit of juice.

Janet leaned close to the man's ear. "I bet you've got a lot of cum for us, haven't you, baby? Let me see." She cradled his heavy ball sack in her palm, pumping and squeezing gently. "Oh, yeah."

Janet turned and kissed Jeri hard on the mouth. Her fingers pinched and raked across Jeri's blushing nipples. She splayed her fingers across Jeri's mouth and fondled her lips roughly. 

"You can't wait to feel that cock in your mouth, can you, baby? Across you lips and over your tongue. Shoot down your throat. Yeah? And then to make it hard again so you can fuck it with your pussy? Is that what you want, baby?"

Jeri's head lolled; her feet tapping erratic rhythms against the chair legs. The puddle on the chair seat between her legs was shiny and slick against her thighs.

Janet slid her hand along the pool and then rubbed it on the man's cockhead until it glistening between her fingers. She pumped the shaft and another droplet of precum oozed from the slit. "Mine!" she said and dropped to her knees in front of him. She lowered her mouth just over his cockhole and sucked it into her mouth, licking swirls as she pulled her mouth away.

His hips bucked forward, but she laughed and stood. "Not now." She pointed her finger at Jeri's wide spread legs and raised her eyebrow. The man tilted his head and nodded. He lowered himself to his knees slowly and began caressing Jeri's legs, moving higher onto her inner thighs, caressing followed by kisses and short licks. Jeri closed her eyes and shifted her ass forward.

"That's it, baby. Just lie back and let me make you cum," he said, grazing his cheek along her thigh.

Jeri groaned at the touch of the tip of his tongue along her labia. Jeri moaned at the touch of Janet's lips around the nub of her left nipple, then the right. While Janet licked a wet line up along Jeri's neck, the man between her thighs licked teasingly around her clitoris without touching it. And it ached for that touch. Jeri's mouth opened in a slack moan and she was shocked to feel the man rise quickly and push his cock into her gaping mouth. She couldn't help gagging and he pulled his cock out dripping with her saliva. Then shoved it back in again, his cockhead hitting the back of her throat. Jeri's eyes closed and she instinctively swallowed, tightening her throat around the head of his cock. Making him groan in response. He pulled his cock out again with a wet plop and rubbed the head all over Jeri's face and hair, shooting hot thick gobbets of cum in splashes.

Jeri felt herself tumbling over her own senses and began quivering in the chair. The tremors grew stronger as she felt the man's mouth nd tongue ravish her downward until they settled at her throbbing pussy. She bit her lower lip at the rough rasp of the man's tongue dancing circles on her clitoris. Her hips began thrusting faster, grinding on his mouth and feeling she was about to explode any second.

Janet's voice was whispering in her ear over and over. "Come for us, baby. Come now. Yeah, yeah! Oooo, give us your cum."

Jeri's body wracked itself, every muscle strained to peak and then loosened in an instant. She spasmed and groaned loudly. "Oh, fuck!" she choked out finally and collapsed into the chair again.

Janet gave the man's flagging cock a tug and motioned him away. "My turn," she said wickedly and slowly licked wet trails up Jeri's still trembling thighs. Deftly, with curious contortions, Janet undressed herself while never losing her rhythm of tongue licks, kisses, and gentle sucking on Jeri's clitoris. As Jeri squirmed and writhed under her tongue, Janet fondled herself. She rubbed her nipples against Jeri's calves. When she plunged two fingers between Jeri's pussy lips, she did the same with her own. Her tongue danced harder and faster as Jeri bucked against her mouth. Janet's tongue paused then licked even faster as she felt the man's hand pulling her fingers away to replace with the thick head of his cock.

He eased it in and Janet's waggled her hips in encouragement. His next stroke went hard, fast and deep. Janet groaned and kissed Jeri's pussy over and over. Jeri could no nothing more than chant "Fuckfuckfuckfuck!" again and again.

Jeri woke up in a sweat from her dream. She threw back the sheet and saw a large puddle on the bed between her legs. She knew it wasn't pee. She could hear her roomie Janet clattering stuff in the kitchen. 

After a quick shower, Jeri threw on a robe and went to the kitchen. She glanced at Janet. "Hey," she murmured.

"Hey yourself."

Jeri watched her hands fidget helplessly. "Umm, last night..."

Janet poured coffee. "Couldn't tell you. I had a date, didn't get back 'til after two."

Jeri nodded. "Oh."



Jeri Ryan



Authors Note:

This story was inspired by several people. The first and hence most important person is Jeri Ryan. She plays the role of the Aunt in this story, and just to warn you, it gets hard. I use the word hard in reference to my own sliding scale, so it may not turn out to be as hard as you are used to. This is my first story with a theme of control/rape/power. I won't spoil the plot, but if you're only used to vanilla sex, prepare to have your boundaries tested. Remember that this is a fantasy story and some of the sexual acts depicted in this story are dangerous, far-fetched and unrealistic…but then again, so was the last Die Hard movie and it turned out okay.

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Chapter 1: Chicago Blue Socks

If Ruslans parents had asked for the reason of his trip to Chicago he would have told them a lie. Something very crafty like: 'to see the Bean' or 'learn to sail' would have been enough to fool them. But the truth about why, just two days after graduation, he packed three suitcases and loaded himself on a plane bound for O'Hare was simple.

Pussy.

He chuckled, everything boiled down to pussy and he imagined his parents were too far gone from the modern world to understand that. His mother had insisted he not stay in hostels and his father had said that his trip would not be funded in any way by his college fund. 

"Your sister is there," Ruslans father mentioned to his wife, shoveling down a forkful of green beans. "She's still with that banker, um, what's his name?" he prompted her to fill in the blank.

"I don't know. I never met him." She shrugged, "They did get a divorce though, about six months ago. She won't even say his name now." Another forkful of beans disappeared as Ruslan shifted his weight and looked at the clock. His mother continued, "Anyways, she got the house in the settlement, it's on the north shore. Of course a big bank account and a nice car came with the settlement too. Ruslan can't stay with her."

"Why not?" Ruslan's attention was grabbed by the though of staying in a banker's house and driving a banker's car (probably a convertible) and being located in the hottest spot of Chicago. "Is she gone?"

"No," his mother shook her head with a pity-filled laugh, "Jeri never goes anywhere. She's such a hermit."

"Sounds fine," Ruslan said, "I'm only going to be spending my nights there anyways."

His mother looked at her plate, obviously not wanting to hear of the idea.

"Fine," Ruslan said, "I'll stay with the murderers and rapists in the hostel."

"Oh Ruslan," his mother was very worried about hostels, "Don't you have any friends who can go with you?"

"They're coming," he lied, "just not until later in the week." 

For a moment Ruslan observed a fierce, unnatural battle on his mothers face. "You have to be polite," she warned, "and do everything she says."

"I'm not a child, mom," he smiled, "I know how to be a good guest." 

The next day the door slammed behind him and he was out of Seattle without even a casual look back over his shoulder. More pressing things were on his mind…

For the large part of what Ruslan thought had been a productive youth, he had been a sexual deviant. It hadn't been a conscious decision, more of a gradual fruition, like a crab molting into its adult shell. Some women might have called him a man whore, other men might have called him a player…both may have been right. He wasn't inept with women; he wasn't really inept at anything. His friends described him as 'the most annoyingly confident douche bag' they had ever known.

The development of his reputation was possibly punctuated the day he was caught on Principle Shields desk with his fingers inside Tammy Shields pink, unbroken pussy. 

Even after switching schools his game didn't mist up and float away with the winds of time. During the seven-hour graduate party he fucked (without the help of pills) six girls, two of which were most likely on their way to fuck their boyfriends in the back seat of some seedy sedan.

His was a glamorous youth, the kind dreamt about by Start Trek nerds and bragged about in college when both the girls and the game had changed; when old high school flirtation wasn't enough and it was either adapt or jerk off to old memories. Sometimes, lying back on his bed and staring at the posters of rock bands tacked to his ceiling, he would think of his hero and be proud to be a cock-man.

Hugh Hefner was ancient, old as a Philadelphia sidewalk and shriveled to a point that would dry up any woman's twat, and he was still chasing pussy.

That meant one thing to Ruslan, the game was eternal, and if he played it right he could be rolling in pussy for the rest of his life.

And now he was going to Chicago, a city of blues, community and fine women. It was once the home of Playboy, the birthplace of his hero's dream. 

He too would make Chicago his home and conquer as many of its female citizens as he could.

His feet hit the concrete walk just outside the gate of his Aunt's mansion. He knew it was a mansion because it had a gate, and a wall, and lots of green ivory crawling up the gray stones. He couldn't see the house proper; a thick and aggressive wall of trimmed vegetation blocked all but the narrow cobble stone road.

"Thanks dude," he said, tossing the cabbie back a tip for unloading his suitcases. Things were shaping up to be a lot better than he had expected. Down the lane, which was shared by only three other driveways and a couple service roads, was a spread of beach that looked very promising. The sky overhead was clear and hot, sticky with something fresh smelling; probably fresh cut grass.

He stepped to the front of the gate, admiring its wrought iron design or twisted vines and broad-leafed flowers. There was a single white pearl button in the middle. He pressed it with the eagerness of a seagull taking fries from tourists.

A buzzer sounded deep in the bush on the other side of the wall and a black bubble containing a video camera pulled him into focus.

The gate jerked and rolled back.

With a glance back down to the shore, Ruslan pulled his suitcases down the driveway to meet his Aunt.

The woman who greeted him at the bottom step of the entrance arch was without a doubt the ugliest woman on the face of the planet. Her face was old and looked smashed up by an invisible blast from a jet turbine. She looked like a pug dog. Her thin, cracked lips were snarled and lifted on one side and had the mottled color of rusting railway iron. A snaggle tooth, stained yellow and slightly chipped flared out. She was nearly a complete hunchback as well, and to add insult to this already marvelously hideous woman, one leg was shorter than the other was.

"Good Christ, Aunt Jeri, you really hit the wall." 

The woman's jaw flapped, jowls giggling and ballooning like a puffer fish.

"Ruslan, mind your manners," a voice came from the shade of the arch; a sweet, husky voice that held more amusement then would be considered polite. "Apologize to Rosemont." 

"I'm sorry Rosemont," his smile, practiced for hours in front of a mirror to always melt the iciest of hearts, shone on the insulted house cleaner. She took his bags with a snarl of heels on concrete and lugged them around back. Master, master. The bells! 

"She's putting you in the guest house," His true aunt, Jeri Lyn Ryan, stepped out to great him formally. "I hope you don't mind."

As she came out of the shadow Ruslan was caught off guard. This was mostly because he had just had his eyes on Rosemont, who was the absolute complete cosmic opposite of the woman who was now stepping down to great him. The dichotomy was like a scorch from a welder's torch. He couldn't possibly have recognized her by the tiny family pictures his mother kept on top of the television. His aunt was not a little girl anymore. 

She was tall, thin (where it counted) and looked groomed in the ways of pilates and aerobics. She was wearing a snug black chiffon halter-neck dress that hung loosely around her strong neck column and draped over a swelling breast line that wasn't in the family genes.

Ruslan strongly suspected surgery was to thank for her appealing bosom. A wide charcoal gray sash was cinched tight around her narrow waist, making the flare of her hips and the taper of her legs pop into focus like an elastic band. Her legs, long and cut with lines of muscle, were clearly meant to be on display, and he was not above noticing. His aunt, despite being his mother's sister, had managed to come out the other side of turning thirty-five looking like a pin-up.

"Guest house?" Ruslan blinked, removing his eyes from his aunts unnaturally alluring body and looking around, "You're really moving up in the world."

"It's who you know," she smiled, flashing radiant white teeth in healthy pink gums, "What you know is just a bonus. Right?"

"It would seem so," he said in a low whistle, 

"I'm sure you've heard all about my antics from my sister."

"My mother's a gossip," Ruslan admitted, "but I don't think she likes to talk about you. "

And then, stepping up a step and he whispered, "I think she's jealous."

And by all accounts, she should be. The mansion her sister had won in the settlement was nothing short of spectacular, a real gem of Midwestern Gothic architecture. It was a tall, narrow building complete with two pointy spires, arched stain glass windows and heavy wooden doors the color of wet earth. Around the left side of the house was a lush and overpowering garden full of exotic trees and a low carpet of shrubbery. Cobble stone paths weaved in and around these growths like a fallen string.

To the right side of the building, a long emerald-colored pool sat as still and smooth as his aunt's skin.

He couldn't see the guest house but he supposed it was in the far corner of the property. "This is an amazing place," he said, walking through the front door.

"Are you tired from the trip?" She closed the door behind him and clicked across the foyer in her narrow toed, high-heeled black shoes. 

Ruslan shook his head, "Fuck no, I'm primed to go out."

"Do you talk like that at home?" Jeri asked with a light chuckle. 

"No," Ruslan apologized, "My mother said you were pretty loose."

To this she nodded, bouncing her great golden curls. "I am. But normally I wait until after the family hug to drop the f-bomb."

"Oh," Ruslan threw his arms wide open, "Family first, right?"

She didn't so much hug him as she slipped into his arms. She was just as tall as her nephew was, a shade above six feet was and as solid as a British lamppost. Her arms snaked around his sides as his went over her shoulders; his face was lost in the scented forest of her hair. Through the hair he spotted oases of her soft, pale skin, tight as spandex over her muscles and bone. 

The little horny boy inside of Ruslan took special interest in the way her breasts pressed into his chest, the way they mashed and moved in the embrace. It didn't matter that she was his aunt, to his horny mind a great pair of tits was a great pair of tits.

"How long are you staying?" she said as the hug broke, "A week?"

"How would you feel about all summer?"

"Your mother didn't mention that." She frowned, "How long does it take to learn how to sail?"

"I'm not going to learn how to sail." Ruslan laughed, "She just needed to hear something that wouldn't make her worry."

"Your grandpa died at sea." Jeri reminded him with a flippant smile, "You're mother's probably on her knees praying for your soul right now."

"Oh yeah," Ruslan said, "I forgot." 

"How old are you now?" Jeri asked him as they walked through the kitchen, "Drink?"

"Not right now, thanks," he shook his head, "Eighteen going on twenty-two."

She smiled, walking to the fridge and selecting a long, thin-necked bottle of beer from the door cubby, "Are you sure?"

"I just said I was eighteen." 

"Right," Jeri cracked the top and slid it across the red tiled countertop into Ruslans open palm, "Going on twenty-two. Don't be a pussy, drink it."

Rosemont had dumped his luggage directly in the doorway and he had tripped over it all when he entered the guest house. His aunt hadn't stopped serving him beers until he had insisted that he was starting to feel weary from the flight. She had smiled sweetly, rinsed his three empties and pointed the way. 

After he had shuffled the luggage away from the door he picked out an outfit and went straight to bed after setting his alarm clock for 11 PM.

He figured he would be able to sneak away from the mansion without any trouble. Rosemont wasn't a live-in and Jeri had said her room was way up on the third floor of the mansion. He was sure he wouldn't need the skills of Sam Fisher to get away.

He collapsed on the bed and let thoughts of sexual adventures and new friends warm his mind until he finally fell asleep.

The sun set over Chicago-land only an hour before Ruslan stirred awake. His alarm clock was five minutes away from the noisy conclusion of its countdown and he flicked the OFF switch as he rolled from the queen-sized bed. Without turning the lights on he dressed. He had placed his most irregular accessory, a pair of bright blue socks, by his bed. They were his lucky socks. He had worn then just before he lost his virginity and had worn them before or during just about every one of his sexual encounters. Once he had them on he slipped on his shoes and tied the laces. He palmed the slim cell phone his parents had got him for graduation and checked the charge. Two days ago he had programmed it with a bunch of cab service numbers.

He thanked god he had buzzed most of his hair off, it made getting ready so much easier. Quickly he lifted a slat on the blinds and looked up at the third floor of the mansion. All the windows were dark so he left the front door and strode quickly down the narrow, fern-lined pathway to the pool.

Something was wrong though, he heard splashing. Taking a knee behind a particularly large fern he tried to look at the pool. He had to push some of the leaves aside, but finally he caught the object of the noise.

Shit, he frowned, what's she still doing up?

Jeri was knifing through the water, her arms in a powerful opposite tandem. She was doing laps down the near side of the pool, her golden hair trailing along behind her like white sea-grass. The pool was lit from beneath the choppy water, and it sparkled and fractured like a million tiny mirrors. Her long, sleek form was like a black bullet in the blue water, fast and lethal.

He knew this was his time to move; her head was down and she was always coming up for breath to the far side, where the house sat, and he could easily get around her. His feet scraped only a little when they hit the gravel path and took him onto the grass and through a cluster of bushes. The pool was only a few feet from him, but the bushes were thick and lush. Even if she was—oh, there she goes.

Jeri was pulling herself up on the rails, water cascading off her body and smacking on the cool concrete. A billow of fog seemed to follow her for a second until it was blown away by a breeze. Despite his plan of escape and the promise of Midwestern pussy, Ruslan just had to stop.

This moment was better than every one of those slow-motion captures he had seen in the movies. 

She was wearing a dark blue two-piece outfit, not one like Jessica Alba would wear to the beach, but an athletic looking one. It had black mesh racing stripes down either sides of her ribs and waist. The outfit was not made to be eye-candy, but on her body it hardly seemed to matter. When she turned just a little he saw that her hard, round ass cheeks were hiding the dark blue thong as well as any Reef Girl's ass could have. She gathered up her soaking hair and squeezed the water from it.

Ruslan was trapped behind the bushes, he couldn't go left or right because there were gaps in the bushes which would leave him in Jeri's line of sight. A single blaring light mounted high up on the corner of the mansion would catch him perfectly if he chose to move.

She was still wringing her hair, but when she finished that her hands moved to her chest and she did something that Ruslan would never have dreamed possible.

She took off her top.

He was only ten feet or so from her and even in the dim light he caught the full brunt of her nudity. It was fucking astounding. Her breasts, warm, pleasantly molded swells of wet flesh, were only the final additions on her already stunning body. Her nipples were a dusky pink and seemed to point directly at him like watching eyes. They were large, he could have guessed at the size, he was terrible at such things, but they were more then a handful a piece and looked very firm and young. She had to have had work done, maybe not implants, but for sure a lift. They looked marvelous.

Holy fuck, my aunt is smoking. Ruslan chuckled inwardly, feeling partly like a peeping tom and partly like a bum dropping his last dollar in a slot machine and winning the jackpot. She wandered a couple feet closer and used her toe to flick on the jets of the hot tub which was countersunk into the concrete next to the pool. She was done squeezing her hair and he watched her cast a quick glance at the guest house. 

She must think I'm asleep, Ruslan thought. What's she going to do?

She sank into the frothy hot tub water and splashed her breasts and neck. Ruslan licked his lips, feeling shameful and dirty for not being able to keep his cock from stiffening down his leg.

After a couple of silent minutes Jeri dimmed the jets and shuffled around the underwater bench until she was facing the guest house. Her wet hair dangled over the edge of the tub and cooled on the concrete, steam was rising from it like a grey, bubbling aura. 

And then she started to finger herself. 

It was subtle; Ruslan barley caught it at first. She wasn't making many motions, just a flutter of the eyes as her head sank back against the concrete and a slight roll of her muscular shoulders as she worked her fingers between her thighs. But after a couple of minutes her knees rose out of her water and soon her feet emerged as well, sticking strait up like chopsticks in a bowl of wanton soup. And then her mouth started to open and close and her elbows began to vibrate as she ramped up her diddling. The faster she sawed her fingers in and out of her pussy the more Ruslan was turned on and the more he wished he had the freedom to jerk off too.

This is so wrong, Ruslan thought, this is so wrong and so fucking hot!

Apprehension flooded him but the thrill of watching his aunt rub herself was so hot it evaporated all thoughts of modesty and he began to touch himself through the fabric of his jeans. 

She was starting to make small noises and began to curl her toes and paw at her super-heated nipples. She must like the heat on her nipples because she was careful to make sure they were always underneath the bubbling surface. 

Her motions suddenly calmed, turning almost meditative. She must have been looking at the stars because she kept her head tilted and eyes open until her orgasm subsided.

She didn't bother putting her top on again once she left the hot tub. She did take a moment to adjust the landing strip of her bikini bottom, but her wet thighs and the bubble of her ass hid from Ruslans eyes any glint of her pussy. She pulled a towel from a nearby lounger and walked into the house.

Ruslan stalled, looked down the path to the gate and then back at where Jeri's pert ass was vanishing behind the doorframe.

Fuck the club; he followed Jeri.

She walked from room to room and he followed her, peering into the brightly lit glass until she climbed the central staircase. 




Jeri Ryan Best Sex Ever



Jeri loved talking to her fans from her Star Trek days getting wonderful e-mails from them. Sometimes she would meet up with her loyal fans and would do certain things to thank them for their support. The odd striptease blowjob and tit wank would really be a good present for a Trekie and made Jeri feel very happy. There was one guy however who Jeri's heart felt for he sent her birthday card's little gifts and was very upset when he and his girlfriend spilt up when she slept with his best friend. So Jeri decided to give him the best post break up present he would never forget so she set up a meeting with the guy know only to her as Rockeyman709. She flies out to his home in the New York suburbs with a travel bag full of special toys as apart of the fantasy he had e mailed to her. Knocking on the door Jeri was very surprised when the door was opened by a handsome 26 year old man most of her fans were geeks very overweight and a little unclean. This guy was nothing but hot and Jeri could already feel herself getting wet in anticipation as she went inside and talked about what was going to happen. It was made out to be a sort of roleplay Jeri would play her Star Trek role as 7 of 9 and the guy whose real name was Andy would pretend to be an alien warlord.

The idea was that 7 would have been caught trespassing by this warlord then taken to his dungeon then fucked very hard. Andy was unsure about this but Jeri loved her sex hard nothing damaging but enough to feel it for the next few days. So they made a safe word "beam me up" which either one could use if the roleplay went to far. So Jeri went away to put on her 7 of 9 costume as Andy went down to his basement to make sure everything is set up and ready. After 5 minutes Andy hears the basement door opening and hears a barefoot Jeri walking down the stairs and his jaw drops when he sees her outfit. She had somehow got on of her real outfit's from the show a dark grey catsuit that showed off all her amazing curves as well as sticking out her fine ass and big tits. Andy gulped loudly as she walked over to him the catsuit was already making his cock hard in his pants she smiled at him as she stood next to the wooden steak she would be tied to. After a few seconds of staring at Jeri in her amazing outfit he finally snapped out of his trance and got out the chains he was going to use to restrain Jeri. Andy had done a lot of research on how to tie a girl up in chains also he had found a few ways to use the chains to increase the sexual experience but he hadn't told her about that. 

Jeri put her arms above her head as the cold silver chains were wrapped around her body feeling so good against her catsuit clad skin. She also found herself very close to Andy as he tied the chains round the back of her made their two bodies press against each other for the first time and Jeri could not resist kissing his ear making him drop the chains. Finally she was all chained up unable to move making her fell so horny at being in totally controlled by Andy who had taken his shirt off then nodded his head meaning the roleplay had started. He walks up to her clicking his tongue acting like it is a language Jeri feels herself getting excited as he gets closer then nearly moaning when he places a hand on her toned mid section stroking the catsuit. Decided to stay in character at least for a bit she shouts out for him to let go but he responses by slapping her face snapping her head back. Andy then grabs onto her left breast hard and squeezes the flesh hard. This time Jeri can't hide her moan and she groans as her tit is manhandled and Andy smiles at her then slowly rubs his hands over both her tits. Jeri can't stop moaning, as his touch feels so good on her boobs so much so that her nipples get hard and start pushing into her catsuit, which he sees and gives them a little flick. 

Andy reaches behind and grabs the chain line which is holding Jeri up so he pulls on it pushing the chains deeper into her body bringing a loud gasp from the tied up sci fi star. He continues to rub her cat suited body spending a long time grabbing her muscled thighs even tracing a finger around her pussy were a small damp patch is visible though the grey. Back up along her mid section bringing yet more moans from Jeri he cups her breasts slowly running then though his fingers and for Jeri this is nothing but torture. She is right on the edge of begging him to fuck her and as her hands move higher up her neck her breathing becomes heavier and shorter. His fingers rub over her cheek then carry on up to her golden blonde hair which he strokes as she tries to lean forward and kiss his neck. Andy knows Jeri is very close from begging him to fuck her brains out and he really wants to hear that come out of her slutty lips. So he stops touching her and stands back hearing her nearly cry out as nothing is touching her bound up body and to tease her more he undoes his pants and lets them drop to the floor. Jeri gasps as his big 10-inch cock leap out of his pants throbbing at the site of his tied up hero but it affect's Jeri more. She now wants this cock in all of her holes this is the biggest cock she had ever seen and she was willing to do everything to it and she can't hold out any longer.

"OH GOD GET OVER HERE AND FUCK ME HARD NOW," Jeri screams out at the top of her voice making Andy smile and start stroking his cock. 

He strides over to here and pulls away at a bit of her catsuit and when her tears a pieces off Jeri's bare left breast fell out into the open. Once he tore the right one out as well he started to lick and suck on her big tits like a man dying of thirst but bringing loud moans from the blonde who loves having her big boobs sucked on. Her nipples are licked and sucked by Andy who just loves the way her tits feel in his hands and in his mouth feeling so soft but wanting to see more of her knockout body he stops sucking. Jeri nearly cries out for him to carry on but once she feels his hand near her warm pussy she goes back to moaning again as he tears off a few more bits of her suit. With her tanned thighs out he rubs his cock over then leaving pre cum all the way up her leg then rips parts of the suit on her ribs leaving a small bit of material around her pussy arena. Keen to torture her more her grips the bit of suit in both hands and pulls it up wedging the grey suit up her ass and pussy. This sudden wedgie catches Jeri by surprise and she cries out Andy's name as he rubs the material inside her pussy and against her damp pussy lips. Jeri's eyes close tight shut as she feels her first orgasm building and before she can't warn Andy she cums at the same moment the material rips around her pussy. Andy is more than shocked as his idol cums all down her thighs panting loudly but he loves it when she finally stops and he rips off the bit of the suit used in the wedgie.

Jeri's boobs stomach pussy and thighs are now all exposed to Andy who damm enjoyed watching her cum and wanted to see her do it again and again. He starts talking in English now calling her a little slut for cumming all over his dungeon floor. Rubbing some of her cum onto his fingers he makes her lick her own cum off her fingers as Andy's cock starts to twitch and he pushes two fingers into her pussy getting more of Jeri's juices on them. Still panting after her orgasm Jeri still moans as she feels his fingers deep inside her cunt and licks away at her own cum when Andy puts his cum filled fingers into her mouth. Once Andy had wiped off most of Jeri's cum he went back to licking and sucking on her perfect breasts and knows he wants to shower those breasts with his own cum. So after giving her still hard nipples a few licks Andy steps back and start jerking his cock like mad trying to cum all over those tits. Jeri watches on really wanting to feel his cum hit her massive chest so to help him she starts moaning and groaning speeding up his jerking. Andy moans loudly and blows up all over Jeri coating her tits with his hot cum making her moan in pleasure to. After a few more jerks he finishes cumming and he looks up to an awesome site Jeri Ryan chained up with her big tits sticking out and covered in his cum. 

Smiling at her he gets a towel and wipes her boobs down then produces a pair of scissors cutting away the rest of her suit. Jeri is now totally naked so she feels the cold hard chains against her naked body makes her excited but she stays in her role. She begs Andy not to fuck her but she does it in such a slutty tone of voice that Andy is sure she wants the fucking of a lifetime. Walking up to her he raises 4 fingers and jams them into her pussy making her scream out in a mix of pain and pleasure as she feels the fingers thrusting inside her pussy turning her on. Just as soon as she gets used to the feeling of his fingers inside of her Andy pulls out upsetting her until he reaches up and tightly squeezes her tit. Jeri loves having people pull and bite at her tits but most people want to take care of them rather than hurt them but to her delight Andy had no trouble putting her boobs in pain. Which is why he leans forward and bites down hard on her left nipple bringing a loud scream from Jeri's lips but no safe word. While biting and tugging at her one nipple Andy's left hand reaches for Jeri's breast and using his fingers he crushes the flesh under his fingers. Andy does the same to her other nipple and tit biting hard and crushing the boob when finally he lets go of her rack.

Now Andy starts to move the chains around so that they are zig zaged under her tits and then he pulls on the main chain slowly squashing them. Jeri yells out in pain as her boobs are pushed forward and crushed under those solid metal chains making her tits turn red from the pressure. Andy keeps pulling harder and harder making the chains dig into her breasts and making Jeri scream out more and more. Finally he stops tugging and he lets the chains drop back to their natural positions as Jeri fought back the tears and also the warmness in her crotch showing off to everyone that it hurt but that she loved it. Andy walks over to her happy he hadn't hurt her to bad and also that her tits showed no damage so to make up for it he kissed every inch of her tits as if to say sorry. Jeri moaned as his soft touch and warm kisses turn her on and make her pussy very damp it is also doing something for him as his cock starts to regain some of it's hardness. Slowly he kisses past her tits and all the way around her back and she feels him behind her getting down on his knees and kissing her firm asscheeks. She giggles as she feels his hand rubbing over her tanned cheeks kissing them softly then pulling them open letting the cold air hit her asshole.

Jeri feels his mouth getting closer and closer to her ass and she groans as his tongue slowly licks inside her ass. She hadn't had a rim job for years not since she started out as a model and to her delight Andy was taking his time licking all of her big ass as she moaned when his soft tongue probed her anus. Andy squeezes her big ass cheeks as his tongue licks out more and more of her ass and licking this beauty's ass has made an impact on Andy's cock. He is hard again forcing him to let go of one of her asscheeks and stroke himself off while he rims her. Being tied up is a real disadvantage for Jeri now as she really wants to finger herself to a climax but with her arms chained above her head she is stuck. Jeri is once again reduced to screaming and begging for her orgasm which turns Andy on so much that his strokes get faster and faster as she pleads with him to let her cum. Finally he can't hold on any more pulls his tongue out her ass and blows his load all over her big ass with some of his sperm sliding down her sexy legs.

After a few seconds of trying to regain his breath he watches Jeri trying to rub her legs together doing anything to try and give her pussy some stimulation. Andy decides to help her by moving one of the chains from around her waist and placing it onto her warm pussy lips making her shudder with the contact. Slowly he moves the chain back and forth over her cunt bringing Jeri to scream and shout as loud as she could as the cold chain felt so good rubbing against her pussy making some of her juices leak out. This will only hinder Jeri as the chain is lubed up meaning Andy can increase the pain as he is flossing the chain into her cunt but for extra help Andy waits then rams two fingers into Jeri's tight asshole. The sudden anal shot was more than enough to take her over the edge and cry out, as her second orgasm is bigger than the first to her delight. Cum covers the chain deep inside her pussy as she shakes after having a lot taken out of her Andy removes his fingers from her tight ass then pulls the chain out of her pussy. Just like last time Jeri is forced to lick up her own cum this time off the chain, which she does as Andy, strokes his cock gently. 

Andy now really wants to fuck this sexy babe till she can't walk but his cock still needed time to recover from his last cum job. So he turns his attention back on her big breasts licking and sucking on her hard nipples. Jeri's head feels very light they were two of the best orgasms she had in a long time and if she had the strength to speak she would have given up her entire body to his amazing touch. Before she can say anything she feels his mouth around her nipples again and is back to moaning as Andy's mouth sucks perfectly on her nipples lightly flicking them with his tongue. Andy keeps sucking on her tits licking at every bit of flesh he could see loving the fact that Jeri is still after two big orgasms groaning to his touch. His hands move round to her back rubbing her spine softly moving down towards her ass and Jeri gasps as his fingers rub down her asscrack. Pushing two fingers into her ass again gets Andy hard quickly as Jeri's moans get louder as she tells him to finger fuck her tight ass. With his cock now fully hard Jeri can feel it rubbing against her inner thigh making her cry out she needs it inside of her making Andy smile and repositions his body so that his cock is resting against her very damp pussy lips. 

Jeri screams out loud as all 10 inches of dick were shoved up her pussy in one thrust nearly filling her pussy to breaking point. Closing his eyes Andy lets out a low moan, as her pussy feels so good pressing into his dick nearly making him shoot his load early. He is able to hang on and slowly starts to pump his fingers deep into her asshole catching Jeri off guard making her cry out loud and then he starts to thrust his cock inside of her as well. This double hole assault is giving Jeri some amazing feeling she had never felt this good during sex and the fact she was chained up and at the very mercy of this man only seemed to increase the sexual felling she was having. Andy had both his cock and fingers moving at the same pace as Jeri moans louder and louder making him hope his neighbors are out or not listening as the blonde screams out for him to go faster. Jeri's long blonde hair has fallen out of the ponytail she tied it in and is now down over her face as she feels a third orgasm build up inside of her and all Jeri wanted to do is cum for him and show that she was a good slut. Pushing harder and harder Andy knows he is close but loves drilling Jeri's tight holes and never wants to stop. He looks up at Jeri's face which is awash with hair and sweat but her face is showing nothing but pleasure and seeing her looking like that is an awesome moment in his life.

Andy also looks at Jeri's big breasts still with some of his cum on them but is now covered in sweat and under his basement lights make them look fantastic. He can't resist leaning his face forward and starts rubbing his face over her boobs feeling them rubbing against his face is such a turn on. For the first time today Andy lets out a real shout of pleasure as he cums deep inside his idol's pussy for a good few minutes draining his balls of seamen. Jeri is shocked when she feels the amount of cum he is putting into her pussy but loves it all the same. Andy keeps licking her tits until he finally stops cumming and he stops everything while sucking up a lungful of air it with Jeri panting next to him. Slowly he pulls his fingers out of her ass and cock out of her pussy and cleans himself down as Jeri starts to pull at her chains she wants to break lose and make herself cum. The chains however are tied up too tight and she is stuck there with her pussy at her most sensitive and most vulnerable. Andy really didn't think he would get hard ever again but when he hears Jeri begging really begging no acting involved she was really pleading with him to let her cum.

Sitting down next to her sexy legs Andy strokes his fingers all over her leg muscles making her moan. Jeri doesn't normally moan from having her legs touched but she is so horny and Andy's touch feels so good that she can't stop moaning out to him. Nothing has ever sounded so good to Andy in his life listening to Jeri Ryan cry out his name so he decides to stop the teasing as he spits on his fingers. Without warning Andy shoves 4 fingers into her cunt provoking a massive yell from Jeri's lips as Andy pushes his fingers deep into her clit. Finger fucking the blonde at a very fast pace his arm moving up and down like lighting as Jeri's breathing became sharper and her orgasmic moans became louder and louder. Jeri is lost in a world of her own as cum pours out of her pussy and up the arm of Andy as Jeri's voice becomes hoarse from all the shouting and screaming she has done. Once again Andy gets out his now stained towel and wipes the cum off his arm and fingers and smiles as he looks up at Jeri to see her hanging limply from the chains breathing heavily after her third big orgasm. So Andy decides to unchain Jeri and let her rest off so once she is free he picks her up in his arms and carry's her all the way upstairs to his bedroom and lets her sleep. 3 hours later he takes up a glass of water and a snack, which she wakes up for Andy who sits on the bed and start talking about their amazing sex session.

"Look Andy I gotta be honest with you that was some of the best sex I've ever had," Jeri says smiling as Andy blushes.

"Those chains felt so good against my skin and your touch felt so good Andy and I want to give you a little more," a grin crosses Jeri's face.

"No problem Jeri but how much more can you give me I mean I've already done everything I wanted to do to you," Andy says as Jeri moves in closer to him.

"Andy I would really really like you to fuck my ass my big ass needs a fucking Andy I want a good ass fucking give it too me," Jeri begs him

Jeri then reaches forward and rips off Andy's shirt kissing his bare chest and moving her hands to his pants. Andy lies back on his own bed as Jeri pulls down his pants and boxers and starts jerking his cock making it hard very quickly. Moaning at her rough hand jerking on his cock Andy is even more happy when she gets his 10 inch cock to it's full height she then lowers her mouth on it. Jeri had taken bigger cocks in her mouth but Andy's was still a real mouthful so she struggled for a bit then like a true slut started breathing out of her nose while her mouth was full of cock. She then started to bob her head up and down on his dick making sure every inch of his cock was touched by her lips also to help Jeri's left hand moved to his balls and started to rub them between her index finger and thumb. His ex girlfriend had never really given him a blowjob [but he went down on her loads of times] and in Andy's mind Jeri was giving him one of the best blowjobs ever. Her big lips just seemed to fit perfectly around his dick and she looked so good and slutty while slurping on his dick Andy reached his arms back and got hold of a handful of hair to keep her sucking. Jeri's mouth was working overtime on Andy's dick wanting him to cum right the way down her throat and when she felt his balls tense up she stopped sucking. Instead she used her tongue to lick his dick like a giant ice-lolly making him shiver from the sensitive touch.




Jeri Ryan Best Sex Ever



Andy's eyes rolled back into his head as he yelled out loud as a river of seamen bursts out from his cock and down the actresses throat. Jeri nearly chokes on the cum rushing into her mouth but bravely she keeps her head on his cock swallowing all of his cum. It takes Andy two whole minutes to empty out his balls of cum and he was more than impressed at Jeri for being able to swallow that much cum in one cock. Licking her lips Jeri then slowly crawled up Andy's body then kisses him softly on his lips as she feels his strong arms wrap around her. They go straight onto her big ass and start to grab onto the toned cheek squeezing them softly as Jeri grinds her chest onto his. Both of them know they are waiting for Andy to get hard again but both are enjoying lying on top of each other touching each other and grinding their fit bodies together. Jeri's thighs now push up against Andy's dick and she starts to rub them together meaning Andy is getting a thigh jerk which in Jeri's powerful legs fells like heaven for him. Even though he came a massive load only 5 minutes ago Jeri's leg wank and promise of anal sex in mind Andy's large 10-inch cock rises again as Jeri moans as the tip of his penis touches her damp pussy lips. 

Jeri forces herself to get off of Andy's chest as he reaches behind her and grabs a bunch of pillows. She arranges them in a pile then bends over them sticking her ass out at Andy who is quietly jerking of to the site of her bending over. Andy climbs back onto his bed and makes his way over to Jeri who spreads out her asscheeks inviting his cock to go deep into her ass. Out of care and love for Jeri he asks her one last time if she wants to go though with it and when the blonde nods her head Andy wastes no time in pushing his cock into her ass. Jeri screams as the head of his dick smashes into her anus bringing a loud scream from her lips but doesn't stop Andy from making his cock go in further. In her mind Jeri is mentally counting the number of inches he is stuffing into her ass Jeri had been ass fucked a number of times but never by a guy this big. Her fingers dig into Andy's bedclothes as more than 6 inches of his cock are now deep up her butt hole. Now even Andy is starting to groan in pain as her tight ass starts to squeeze his dick but he really wants to assfuck her so with a massive effort he thrusts in 3 more inches. Jeri has never felt a cock this far up her ass but instead of it hurting Jeri is slowly starting to moan out the very idea of this monster cock deep into the unknown of her asshole is making her wet. However as she is propped up on her elbows so that her ass stays in the air she can't reach back and finger herself some relief. 

Andy is more than relived when his entire cock disappears up Jeri's ass he takes a moment to compose himself and wipe the sweat off his forehead then slowly rocks backwards and forwards. Nothing could have given Jeri more of a thrill than felling that huge cock inside of her start to move filling her up rubbing against her entire anal passage and with that she lets out an ear splitting moan. Andy is not really able to build up a fast motion of ass fucking as his cock is too far up her tight ass to move quickly but he adapts and concentrates on making his fucking slow but hard. It works Jeri is loving her tight hole pounded slowly but with a lot of grunt and is screaming the house down. So Andy sticks to ramming his cock slow and hard into her ass as his balls crash against the bottom of her asscheeks sending a wave of pleasure though his body. Jeri beings to push her self backwards sending his cock further into her ass and increases her own pleasure and his. Andy's arms wrap around Jeri's mid section holding her steady as he breaks her ass with his cock and listening to Jeri's screams is making his cock shoot pre cum into her ass. 

Jeri is now on the verge of cumming and she screams out for him to fuck her harder and faster and when he does her scream and orgasm are very loud. Cum squirts all over Andy's bed as Jeri shakes in his arms after a huge orgasm, which takes her completely out of it. She collapses down face first breathing hard with Andy's cock still in her ass but she yells at him when he tries to pull out. She knew he was close and told him to just do it and fuck her ass then cum inside her, which is just what Andy wanted. With Jeri still bent over Andy staring moving his hips again making his big cock fuck the star trek stars asshole and bringing him very close to cumming. All of Andy's energy went into cumming deep into her ass and he groans out as wave after wave of jizz fills up Jeri's ass making her moan feeling the warm cum inside of her. After a few minutes Andy stops cumming pulls his cock out then falls down exhausted next to her panting excitedly. Both of them start laughing just thinking about all the things they did today Jeri hadn't had sex like that in years and for Andy screwing a star and near hero of his was beyond amazing. Jeri gets cleaned up saying she has to go but she leaves him her torn up suit and her phone number and told any time he wanted her he could have her. Andy smiled kissed her on the cheek and told her she would be getting a call from him very soon.



Jeri



Jeri sheepishly told Toni that she had been seeing Karl and apologized.  Toni waved off Jeri's concerns.  She said she wasn't angry at all.

"You can have the big baby as far as I'm concerned," she said.

The two women bought diet sodas from the fountain and paid for them.  They walked outside and sat at a table.

"Jeri, the real reason we broke up is because I had to sneak around to see women because Karl got so fucking possessive and because he's a whiner," Toni said quietly.

Jeri, who had never so much as kissed another girl, was stunned.

"I miss the sex with Karl," she admitted.  "That's it.  Otherwise...?"

She rolled her eyes and made a sound of disgust.

"You're...?" Jeri hesitated.

"Yeah, Jeri.  I'm bi," replied Toni.  "And, you know?  I've been wanting to do this since I saw you."

"What?" asked Jeri in confusion.

"This," replied Toni.

Toni leaned over the table and kissed Jeri on the lips.  Much to her own shock, Jeri was not offended.  In fact, she liked it.  But she just sat there stunned.

"You never been with a girl before?" Toni asked.

Jeri shook her head.

"Again," she said a few seconds later.  "With tongues."

Toni was only too happy to oblige.

The sight of the two beautiful women kissing passionately attracted attention from other patrons.  Jeri and Toni loved it.

"Wanna do m...?" asked Toni.

"Hell yeah!" interrupted Jeri.

The ladies raced to Toni's place and devoured each other.  Jeri had her first taste of pussy and loved it.

By the next morning, Jeri considered herself proudly bisexual.  And she felt she'd found an answer to a nagging feeling she'd had since she was a teenager.

Her parents were not thrilled when she told them though.

A couple of years later, Jeri was watching porn on her computer and rubbing her clit.  She came upon a video featuring an alleged teenaged blonde who called herself Taylor Dream riding a huge cock reverse cowgirl.  When she saw face of the cock's owner, she immediately recognized him.


Jeri's Imagination Runs Wild

A few days after she broke her leg, Jeri Jensen only felt a dull ache.  Sitting on her sofa and flipping through channels, she became bored out of her mind.  She stopped on the CI Network when she saw a woman who reminded her of Penny.

As she thought about her, Jeri choked up.

Those days are over.  Gotta move forward.

Jeri sighed and grabbed her crutches.  She gently pulled herself up off the sofa and slowly made her way to her apartment's kitchen for a diet soda.  Then she saw an erotic novel she'd finished reading it a couple of weeks earlier sitting on a table.  Then Jeri suddenly wondered if there weren't some free erotic stories available on the web.  Trying to carry the soda while walking with the crutches, she made her way back to the sofa and put the can of soda on a coaster while trying to maintain her balance.  Jeri gently lowered herself down, propped her leg back on top of a thick pillow, and reached over and picked up her laptop off the coffee table.  Putting it on her lap, Jeri flipped up the Macbook's lid and the screen came to life.  She launched Firefox and entered the phrase "free erotic stories" into the Google search engine.  Within a couple of seconds, links to Literotica pages popped up.  Her interest was piqued immediately.

She read a few stories and was impressed with the quality and sheer hotness of some of the amateur writings.  In particular, she liked a story called "He Stole My Virginity, Then He Stole My Heart". 

The story was about a wealthy, uptight nineteen-year-old girl named Lesley who lost every virginity she had to a robber.

The robber had broken into her family's home thinking the house was empty.  After going from room to room putting valuables in his duffle bag, he entered Lesley's bedroom and saw her sleeping above the covers completely nude.  The robber became excited and decided that the opportunity was just too good to pass up.  Lesley woke up when the robber grabbed her and forced her to blow him.  She struggled and tried to fend off the masked intruder, but he was far too strong.  She screamed when his cock viciously tore through her hymen.  

Then Lesley began liking the brutality being inflicted on her and goaded the robber on.  Then the robber rammed his dripping hard cock in Lesley's ass.  She screamed, but the screams of agony soon became screams of ecstasy.

Lesley, to Jeri's shock, left with the robber and married him a week later.  Lesley said being dominated like she was had excited her.  Her family disowned her, and she went from a nice home in a wealthy neighborhood to a cheap three-room apartment in a bad part of town.

Lesley insisted she was happy when her father showed up at her door and said all was forgiven and tried to convince his daughter to return home where she was loved.

Lesley told him to fuck off.

When the robber, whose name was Joe Scott, lost his legitimate job, he got a bunch of his buddies together and convinced them to shell out $300 each for the pleasure of fucking his beautiful wife.

They gangbanged Lesley mercilessly.

She loved it.

Lesley eventually became a prostitute.  She counted a few prominent civic leaders among her clients.  Lesley dumped Joe Scott and became independent, and then opened an escort agency.

Hornier than hell, Jeri broke out her big dildo.  After getting the dildo slick with her saliva and her now copiously flowing pussy juices, she slid it in.  Jeri gasped at the feeling being invaded by the thick dildo and groaned loudly.  After a few gentle strokes to get warmed up, Jeri began to violently pump it in and out of her pussy.

As Jeri fucked herself, she imagined that her apartment was being broken into while she slept.  The robber sees her.  Totally nude and uncovered.  Long blonde hair cascading over her pretty face and down to her delicate shoulders.  Her small breasts heaved with breaths of deep slumber.  Her completely shaved pussy totally exposed.  The robber becomes excited and can't control himself and decides to rape her.  But the robber is unaware that Jeri is a cock-craving slut and she practically rapes him.  Swallowing his Karl-sized cock and blowing it to full erection, she forces him to brutalize her pussy and then her asshole before he finally shoots a gallon of cum down her throat.  Jeri didn't spill a drop.

She came so hard so many times that she couldn't tell where one orgasm ended and another one began.  As the last one subsided, a very sweaty Jeri chuckled about the plight of her imaginary robber.

Poor bastard.


Penny

Besides making her horny, the Literotica stories also reawakened Jeri's interest in writing, which she hadn't done in a very long time.  As a high schooler, Jeri thought she might actually become a writer.  Her English teacher told her she had an aptitude for it.  While beginning to write her debut story, Jeri snickered at how prim-and-proper Mrs. Paulus would react if she were to read the kind of stories Jeri had in mind to write.

Jeri remembered those English lessons as she picked up her Macbook and launched Word.  

She began typing out a first draft about her passionate relationship with a beautiful girl whom she called "Penny Robbins."  It was a pseudonym, of course, except for the name Penny, which was Jeanette Lynn Davis' nickname.  Penny had gotten it when was a small child because of her reddish-brown red hair.  It had natural highlights that, depending on the lighting, appeared coppery.

Like a penny.  

She legally changed her name to Penny Lynn Davis soon after she turned eighteen.

When they first saw each other, Penny Davis was an introverted nineteen year-old who worked as a barista at the Starbucks in the Deerfield Mall.  Jeri stopped in occasionally for a latte during her lunch break from the dealership or on her days off. 

On occasion, Jeri had caught Penny sneaking peeks at her.

Sometimes, when Jeri suddenly turned around as if a sixth sense told her she was being watched, Penny would get unnerved or gasp, and then pretend to be busy with something else or quickly walk to the back of the store.

Jeri thought it was charming.  Penny's shyness made Jeri desire her all the more.  But Jeri wasn't certain if Penny was lesbian or bi or simply curious, and Jeri didn't want to scare the girl by blatantly coming on to her.

Then again, Jeri thought, Penny could've been simply admiring her body and nothing more.  But as soon as she thought it, she dismissed the ludicrous notion.  If anything, Penny was the one with the body to admire.  She was about 5'8", and she was very curvy with a C-cup chest.

One day, after she caught Penny peeking again, Jeri decided to find out once and for all if Penny was as attracted to her as she was to Penny.

Later that night, just before the Starbucks closed, Jeri returned to the mall and parked near the store employees' door.  While waiting in her car, Jeri tried to imagine what Penny looked like under her uniform, and how silky soft her sexy body would feel in her hands.  Jeri had to resist the urge to lift up her miniskirt and pull her barely-there panties aside and satisfy her pent-up need to release the tension.  

Jeri didn't have to wait long for Penny.  About ten minutes later, she walked out alone.  Jeri exited her car and called out to her.  Penny gasped and her face became red hot when she recognized who it was in the poorly lit area that had addressed her.  Penny apologized profusely for staring at her so much and said she really needed the job and begged Jeri to not tell her boss.

Jeri immediately felt like a fool and turned red-faced.  In her excitement, she hadn't considered the possibility of Penny misconstruing her presence.

"Sorry, Penny.  I wasn't thinking.  Believe me, I'm not mad at you at all," Jeri reassured her.

Penny sighed in relief and nervously asked, "Then why are you here?"

Jeri told Penny she simply wanted to know if she if was attracted to her.

Penny looked down and nodded slightly.

"Hey, Penny, it's okay.  Really," Jeri reassured her.  She lifted the younger woman's chin up.  "I didn't mean to frighten you, girl."

Penny smiled in relief.

"Oh, you didn't frighten me, uh...?  What's your name?" Penny asked.

"Jeri.  Jeri Jensen," replied Jeri.

"Pretty name," Penny said. Then she blushed.  "Ohmigod, that was a come-on wasn't it?  Oh, jeez, I'm sorry.  I'm really bad at th..."

Jeri put a finger to Penny's lips.

"Thank you, Penny," Jeri said quietly.  "What's wrong?  You've been with other women, right?"

Penny nodded.

"One," she said.  She looked around nervously as if she feared someone was eavesdropping, and saw two of the mall's maintenance guys smoking nearby and looking at the them.

Penny gasped and hid her face.

"Listen, can we talk somewhere else, Jeri?" Penny asked quietly.

"Sure, Penny," replied Jeri.  "Wanna go to the park?"

Penny nodded.

They hurried to their cars.  Penny and followed Jeri the mile to the deserted city park.  The clear night sky afforded them a stunning view of the heavens.  

They sat on a bench and talked.  Then they began hugging and kissing.


Penny Opens Up To Jeri

Jeri broke the kiss after about a minute.

"That was nice, Penny," she said.  "So...?"

"Huh?" Penny asked.

"What's going on in that pretty head, huh?" Jeri prodded as she smoothed back a strand of Penny's hair.

Penny sighed.  She couldn't believe she was about to spill her innermost thoughts to a woman she barely knew.  But Jeri Jensen seemed so genuine and caring.  She felt such an attraction to Jeri.  Not just on a sexual level, but on a human level.

"I guess I'm...  It's hard to explain," she explained.  "I've had this... thing for women for a long time, but..."

She hesitated.

"Go on, Penny," Jeri said, holding her hand and lightly squeezing it.  "Let it out.  Believe me, you'll feel better talking to someone who understands."

Penny sniffed back tears and nodded

"Okay," she said, taking a deep breath and exhaling.

"I had these feelings, and I never knew why I had them," she continued.

Penny told Jeri that she'd lost her virginity to her first boyfriend, a guy named James.  He broke up with her a couple of weeks later because she seemed disinterested in sex.  A few weeks later, she had her first-ever sexual contact with a woman: a twenty-seven-year-old woman named Deirdre, who lived across the street with her husband, Bobby, who was a police officer.

The night before, Deirdre had offered to take Penny to a nearby store to help her update her wardrobe for job interviews, and told Penny to come over the following afternoon.  When Penny arrived at Deirdre's home, she knocked.  Deirdre yelled for Penny to come in; the door was unlocked.

Penny walked to the bathroom and saw Deirdre dressed in a tiny bra and panties.  Penny was stunned.  She'd always thought Deirdre was beautiful, but she looked more stunning with nearly nothing on.  Penny said she couldn't help but stare.

Jeri snickered involuntarily.  Penny gave her a playful annoyed look.  Jeri apologized and nudged Penny to continue.

But rather than getting angry or uncomfortable or going into her bedroom and putting on her clothes, Deirdre hugged her and kissed her, and Penny didn't resist.

"Jeri, I had no idea Deirdre was bi!" Penny insisted.  "But all those feelings I told you I had?  Well, I told her.  We made love, and I loved it.  I mean, I really didn't know what I was doing, but I loved it.  It just felt...  I dunno... natural."

Jeri smiled.

"Sounds like a nice moment, girl," she told Penny.  "You guys still together?"

Penny shook her head.  "The police department had to fire three officers, and Bobby was one of them.  He got hired on by the Cleveland PD," she said.

Then Penny looked sad.

"My parents.  They, uh...  They asked me why I was spending so much time with Deirdre, and uh...  Dad made a comment that maybe I was a lesbian.  He sounded like he was joking, but it pissed me off.  Jeri, I love my parents, but they're really religious and..."

Penny began crying.  Jeri squeezed her hand to comfort her.

"Um...  I told them that I was bi," she said.  "Ohmigod, they freaked!  Anyway, we're...  Well, we're talking some now, but it's not easy getting them to understand that they did nothing wrong."

Jeri could relate.

"Jeri, it's just so...  confusing," Penny said, throwing up her hands in exasperation.  "I like guys and girls, but I don't know what I like better.  I think...  maybe..."

Penny shrugged her shoulders.

"Aww, babe," said Jeri sympathetically.  Penny rested her head on Jeri's shoulder and cried.  She held Penny close.

"Listen, Penny.  Every bisexual woman goes through it.  Hell, I did.  Still do at times," Jeri confessed.

"You do?" asked Penny skeptically.

"Mmm-hmm," Jeri replied.  "I love women, but I really want a man who loves me and accepts me for who and what I am and isn't threatened by it.  I've had such shitty luck with men.  My ptoblem is that I'm too addicted to cock to be a complete lez, you know?"

Penny snickered and playfully punched Jeri's arm.  The two women burst out in laughter.

Jeri shivered.

"God, it's getting cold.  Let's go to my place, Pen," she suggested.

Penny nodded.

The two women made love for hours.  Jeri, being more experienced, showed Penny how to make love to a woman.  Penny was a quick learner.  When they awoke the following morning, they made love again.  Each woman thought they'd found true love.  Jeri and Penny became inseparable, and Penny moved in soon afterward.

They exchanged simple gold friendship rings and wore them proudly.

One night, Penny said she wanted to introduce Jeri to her parents.  They invited them over to their apartment.  Dinner with Gerald and Mary Davis was friendly, but reserved.  Jeri actually liked them despite their differences, and she hoped to show them how deeply in love her and their daughter were and to try to help heal the rift.  Jeri wanted to think she'd helped.

As they lay in bed after they left, Jeri told Penny that when she'd told her parents that she was bisexual, her late father, Bob, ranted angrily about it being wrong and cursed her out.  She cursed him back.

"Just a nasty, nasty scene," Jeri said sadly.

In contrast, Jeri said her mother, Abigail, only sat by quietly.  Jeri said she confronted her about it later, and that her mother insisted that she was not making any judgments and was only respecting everyone's feelings and beliefs.

Jeri said that she thought she was avoiding the issue and making excuses.

Although they loved each other, mother and daughter had only spoken a handful of times since her father died six months earlier.  Although Bob Jensen told Jeri he loved her unconditionally before he passed away, Jeri said she thought he never fully accepted her bisexuality.

Jeri choked up.  Penny leaned over and kissed Jeri on the cheek and tried to comfort her.


The Failed Relationships With Men

Jeri had been in two serious relationships with men.  She didn't consider Karl a serious beau, nor did she consider Robert Edwards one either.

Soon after Penny moved out, Jeri began dating Robert.  But about three weeks later, he said was moving to Atlanta.  But not only did Robert not ask Jeri to come with him, he didn't tell her until after they'd had sex.  

Jeri reacted angrily.  Robert accused her of being presumptuous and bluntly told her he thought Jeri's deficiencies were, and why a long-term relationship would not work.

Jeri cried.  She really didn't mind being a glorified booty call, but she hated being deceived.

Jeri immediately swore off men, but after a couple of days, she realized her vow had little substance.


Losing Penny

Penny Davis had changed a lot in the time she and Jeri Jensen were a couple.

Penny's shyness was slowly replaced with increased self-confidence.  Her quiet demeanor was slowly replaced by measured outspokenness.

Penny Davis had grown up a lot.

In the latter part of their relationship, Jeri barely recognized the girl she'd first fallen in love with.

Penny's new attitude ultimately led to her being promoted to assistant manager of her Starbucks.  Both ladies occasionally saw men and they once even doubled up on one of Penny's male friends who had just gotten out of a bad relationship.  But neither saw any other women.

However, they began to grow distant.  Arguments over minor issues became more frequent and more heated.  They would make up and apologize, then they'd have another argument.

Then one night, they had a major blowup.  Things were never the same afterward.

Penny said she was too tired to make love because she'd had a rough shift at Starbucks and only wanted to sleep.  

Jeri coldly said she thought Penny was more interested in her career than her; Penny yelled back that Jeri was arrogant and possessive, and bluntly said that if Jeri thought she'd made her, she was dead wrong.

The words stung Jeri, who denied it.  The fight ended with Penny angrily packing her suitcase and storming out.  She stayed the next few nights with her parents.  

Both women cried themselves to sleep.  It was the first night in a long time that they hadn't slept in the same bed. 

Jeri clutched a T-shirt that lightly smelled of Penny's favorite perfume. She  awoke the next morning and reached over for Penny as usual, but felt nothing.  She broke down.

The next day, the women met to talk.  They tearfully apologized to each other and professed their love and promised to change.  However, it was a brief reunion.  They both realized that the old spark was just not there anymore.

Penny Davis was promoted to manager of the new Starbucks being built near their apartment complex.  After a couple of months, Penny saved enough to move to a new apartment.