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Jackin' Jill Ch. 01

By: LesLumens



Author's note: This story is finished, and the plan is for chapters to post on every Tuesday and Friday until the story is complete, though that's variable because of Lit's queue.

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Rodney stood at the top of the stairs, listening for hints that anyone was still awake in the house. After a few minutes, he was sure that his parents and sister were all out for the count. He closed the basement door, locked it, and crept down the stairs, his heart beating fast and his cock already throbbing.

Wasting no time, he headed to his computer and navigated to the cam site, praying that he hadn't missed her. A wide smile spread across his face when he saw Jill's headshot near the top of the listing of cam models. Not only was she still on, she was obviously having a good night. A model's position in the list was determined by the number of private minutes she did while on cam, and only two other models were ahead of her.

Rodney clicked into her room and let out a quiet groan when her image appeared on screen. Jill was wearing his favorite outfit — a pink bra and panties with stockings and garters to match. Her room was packed as usual. She was hardly the youngest model on the site at thirty-six, but she actually chatted with the people in her room and gave a few peeks in free chat. That was what brought him to her room night after night, and he wasn't the only one.

His smile spread wider and his erection throbbed when her voice came through his headphones. "Rod! It's about time."

"Hey Jill. You look awesome," he typed.

She flipped her short blonde locks and affected a girlish pose. "Thank you. I was just about to go off cam for the night. I'm glad I didn't miss you."

Crestfallen, Rodney typed, "Awww. How much longer?"

"About five more minutes, unless somebody goes private."

The temptation was tremendous. With his recent raise, he could almost afford to buy a private show, having her all to himself for a few minutes, and finally seeing all of her body live. It would mean bringing sandwiches to eat between classes at college and on lunch break at work for quite a while, but he was beginning to think that it would be worth it.

The chat moved fast as Rodney agonized over his decision. Jill was posing for the camera, displaying her assets to good advantage in hopes of enticing a final private show before signing off for the evening.

Shw ur puss. Get ur tits out. Dog style. The beggars in the room typed fast and furious, hoping for a peek.

"They're 36D," Rodney typed to answer one of the constant questions that came up in chat, even though that very thing was listed in her bio on the left side of the screen. "Yes, they're real. Let her do her thing. Begging doesn't help," he continued.

"Listen to Rod. He knows what he's talking about," Jill said, and then winked at the camera before cupping her breasts and jiggling them.

On the verge of clicking the private show button more than once, Rodney's nerve finally failed him. He was just too nervous to go through with it. His raging erection had even softened. He let out a sigh when Jill sat back down and grabbed the keyboard, knowing what was coming.

"Last chance," Jill said after typing the same thing for those who weren't streaming the sound, "If you want to go private, better do it quick. I'm going to be off for a week."

The begging continued, but nobody bought a private show.

"Okay, I'm going to go," Jill said, and typed. "This is for Rod, Bird, and ChiDog, because they know how to behave."

Rodney groaned as Jill tugged one of her breasts free from her bra and lifted it. She teased the dark pink nipple with her tongue for a second, then let the heavy globe drop back down. After a finger-waggling wave, she closed down the room.

A click on his favorites bar took Rodney from the chat site to her private website, because she usually went there and posted on her forum after going off cam. Much to his delight, he discovered that she'd posted some new pictures.

The shots were shower pics — something that he'd requested. The first few were silhouettes through a shower curtain in provocative poses. The last was of her peeking out from behind the curtain, her hair damp and beads of water adorning the leg she revealed. Her nipples were visible where they were pressed against the frosted curtain.

Rodney knew that he had his masturbation fuel for the night, and there was more to come. He was one of the few that Jill had given access to the private part of her site — at least one of the few who had never bought a private show. He clicked the link to the password-protected section, throbbing in anticipation.

The second set of pictures was all with the shower curtain open. At first, her assets were completely covered in thick lather, but following pictures showed her stepping into the cascade of water to wash the bubbles away. The last few were of her shaving her legs and nether lips with water flowing down her gorgeous curves.

Rodney was hard as a rock, and could feel a cold spot where he'd leaked pre-cum. It was then that he noticed something she'd added to the bottom of the page.

You can all thank Rod for these. They were his idea.

Grinning so wide that his cheeks hurt, Rodney opened a new window to go to the forum. A private message notification popped up as soon as the page loaded. It was from another regular chatter he was friends with, DaWatcher.

The message read, "Good suggestion on those pics. DAMN! Hey, I'm going to be down in Galveston next week, starting tomorrow. Want to meet me somewhere?"

He and Watch always played off each other's jokes, and had quite a few similar, geeky interests. The chance to hang out with someone he actually connected with — and could talk to about Jill — was too good to pass up.

After a reply suggesting a restaurant where his damn Yankee friend could get some genuine Tex-Mex, the refreshed window showed yet another private message. This one was from Jill.

"Everybody loves the shower pics. I had fun with that shoot. Missed you tonight. Were you out on a date with Denise?"

Rodney was beginning to wonder if telling her about Denise was a good idea. She teased him constantly about leaving her for another woman, but also encouraged him to go for it daily. Denise was in a couple of his courses, and they often chatted in the time between the two. She was the first girl in a long time that he'd felt he might have a chance with, but he still hadn't worked up the courage to ask her out.

He was almost as afraid of her saying yes as no, because he hadn't had a girlfriend since the fifth grade. Needless to say, he was still a virgin.

He typed back that he still hadn't asked her out, and then opened another message from Watch which said that the time and place were both fine with him. As soon as he replied that he'd see him there, he read the final message from Jill.

"Ask her out, silly. I'm going to bed. Night night. Think about me? Mmmm!"

Rodney shivered, imagining her thinking about him — the insider code for masturbation. With her shower pics fresh in his mind, he knew that he would certainly be thinking about her.

Rock hard, he turned off the computer and went to do exactly that.

****

Rodney spotted Watch easily when a friend dropped him off the next day outside the Tex-Mex place, having exchanged pictures quite some time ago. He was in his thirties, but love of Star Trek knew no generations.

"Rod," Watch exclaimed upon spotting him, and held out a hand.

He shook it, and said, "Welcome to Texas, Watch. Looks like there are some tables on the balcony."

"Works for me. I'm starving."

The pair ordered and found their seats on the balcony, which offered a fine view of the scenery — natural, architectural, and human. A pair of attractive women with large, well-displayed breasts were center stage below as the two friends sat down. Watch blew out a quiet whistle as he admired the sight.

"Everything's bigger in Texas."

Watch laughed. "Looks like it. Hey, that reminds me. You missed this jerk in chat last night. Came in with the name Texas Longhorn."

That began a long conversation about chat, kept reasonably quiet to avoid alerting the people seated nearby to what they were actually talking about. The pair often broke out into gut-busting laughter, reminiscing about how they had chased off annoying people from the chat with one-two punches of biting insults. The amused encouragement of the other people in the chatroom — and more importantly, Jill — usually did the trick. Having an attractive, half-naked woman laugh at you when you're not trying to be funny was apparently a bit of an ego killer.

The food was long gone and Rodney still wiping tears out of his eyes from laughing at the latest tale Watch had told when a tone sounded.

Watch pulled out his cell and checked the text message, still laughing as well. After tapping a reply, he put the phone away and looked around. "Think people are starting to get annoyed at us. I've got some beers back at the hotel room."

Still below drinking age, and hardly part of social circles where he was regularly invited to parties, Rod jumped at the chance. "Hell yeah."

"I got the tip." Watch pulled out a few bills for the gratuity, shaking his head when his cell beeped at him again. When he finished replying, he stood and said, "Let's go get a good buzz on. I walked, because this place isn't all that far away."

Glancing over the balcony at the scantily clad women moving about, Rod said, "And you can't beat the scenery."

"No shit."

Quite a few of those attractive girls glanced their way on the walk. Watch was attractive, muscular, and exuded an air of confidence. Walking at his side — skinny and shy — Rod had to wonder why his friend hung out in nude chat rooms. It wasn't as if he likely needed a substitute for real female company. It did feel good to have women looking in his direction, though — even if it was directed at Watch.

He was staying at one of the better hotels in town, and they continued to chat along the way, moving into discussions of Jill's various outfits. When they arrived at his room, he scanned his keycard and pushed the door open.

Rod's mouth dropped open and his eyes widened when Jill said, "Surprise!"

He was still in a state of shock when she wrapped her arms around him and pressed her lips to his. Despite the surprise, it only took a millisecond for him to melt into the kiss, which turned his legs to water.

"Mmm. Sweet kisses," she said with her lips still only inches away from his. "Come on in."

Watch was chuckling as he followed them in the room. Wondering if he was dreaming — and praying he wouldn't wake up — he turned to his friend.

"Sorry. She made me do it."

"I wanted to surprise you," Jill explained.

Though he regretted the stupid question as soon as it passed his lips, Rod asked, "Jill?"

"Of course, silly. Well, it's actually Lisa, but stick with Jill. Hearing my real name is weird, and that way you won't slip up in chat."

If anything, she was more stunning in person than on cam. Her luscious curves in a short skirt and tight, spaghetti-string top were mouth watering. The smile he knew so well brought one to his own lips as she led him over to sit on the bed.

Bending down into the mini-fridge, Watch said, "The beers are real, though," he passed one to Rodney, and then opened one for himself.

Jill sat down close to him. "I wanted to meet you, since we were going to be here anyway. Had to play it safe and have Jeff make sure you weren't a serial killer or something, though."

Thinking that a little liquid courage wasn't a bad idea, Rod opened his beer and took a long swig.

She put her hand on his knee and laughed. "Relax. I'm not going to bite — unless you want me to." She twitched her eyebrows.

"It just feels like I'm dreaming," Rod finally managed to say.

"I know. Me too," she agreed. "I thought Jeff... Whoops — Watch — was never going to bring you over."

"I was having too much fun," Watch said as he sat down on the opposite bed and took a pull of his beer.

"May as well tell you and get it out of the way," Jill began. "Watch and I have been best friends since like the third grade. We lived next door to each other. We never really dated, but we hung out and started experimenting when we got to that age. We got each other's virginity, and we've pretty much been together ever since."

"So, you're married?"

She laughed. "God, no! He's too much of a whore. We're fuck buddies, but we're not exclusive or anything. He's my cameraman, and plays stunt cock when I want some facial pictures or something. He's the one in the first couple of Jackin' Jill videos." 

Rod had always been fond of those videos, where Jill did a sexy striptease, and then gave a man a handjob, jerking him off onto her tits. They were all shot point-of-view, which let him put himself in the guy's place.

"The rest of them are nice guys from chat that I've met in person. Bird was the guy in the last one." While she talked, her hand slid up from his knee to his thigh.

Watch broke out into a laugh as Rodney's eyes widened again. "I think it's starting to sink in."

Jill's fingers glided over his crotch and she asked in a low, sultry voice that made him break out into goose bumps, "Want to be in the next one?"

"Seriously?" Rod asked, his voice cracking and making the blush already rising in his cheeks even darker.

"Mmm hmm," she moaned, her fingers pressing tighter against his crotch. "You always make me smile in chat, and you get me so hot when you start teasing. I've been thinking about it constantly ever since we knew we were coming to Galveston."

"We damn near missed our plane because she was getting herself off one more time before we left," Watch interrupted, and laughed.

Jill stuck her tongue out at him.

Though his heart was pounding and his cock rising fast from the thought, Rodney couldn't help looking over at Watch. No matter how incredible the notion of Jill jacking him off was, the thought of another guy — even Watch — over his shoulder with a camera was a bit much.

Watch waved a hand in front of him. "All I'll be doing is setting up the lights and the camera. Then I'm out."

"It would just be you and me," Jill said, squeezing his erection and letting out a moan that mingled both surprise and pleasure. "Pretty please? I want to make you come. I want to see it. I want to feel it squirting all over me — for reals."

A groan escaping him from the feeling of her hand caressing him and the sexy serenade of her voice, he nodded his head.

Jill gave him one final squeeze, and let out a sharp growl. "I'm going to go get changed."

Rodney watched her walk to the bathroom in a near daze. She looked over her shoulder, winked, and gave her ass a slap before disappearing around the corner. He tilted his head back and drained the last of the beer in one long guzzle.

Watch laughed and walked toward a large suitcase. "Plenty of beer in the fridge. Bird drank a six-pack before she finished getting dressed."

Nerves on edge like nothing he'd ever experienced before, Rodney leaned down and into the fridge for another beer. He finished that one and another — sitting in awkward silence — while Jill was in the bathroom and Watch set up the lights on tripods from the suitcase.

In the process of testing the camera and the hookup to the laptop so she could see the camera to control it with a remote, Watch finally said, "Relax, man," and chuckled. "You look like you're about to throw up."

"Easy for you to say."

"Yeah. Guess so. Everything's ready to roll. I'm out." He pointed and said, "Have fun," before leaving the room.

The door outside hadn't even completely closed when Jill stepped out of the bathroom. She was wearing his favorite outfit again, but had added elbow length satin gloves to the ensemble.

"Like it?" she asked while reaching down to trace her middle finger over her panties.

A silly grin spread across his face as he nodded.

"Mmm. I can't wait any longer. Sit down in the chair."

It wasn't exactly rocket science to figure out which chair she was talking about. Lights were carefully aimed to illuminate it, and the camera was positioned just to the right and behind it. With his eyes locked on her as she negotiated the cables and equipment, he sat down in the chair.

She raised a satin-clad finger to her lips, winked, and then picked up the remote, starting the camera.

Jill waved and said, "Hey, everybody. It's Jackin' Jill time." She reached up and cupped her breasts for the camera and groaned. "I've been waiting for this for days. Playing with myself. Making myself come."

Rodney stared as she moaned and slid her hands down her body to press her fingers between her legs. He'd gone soft from nerves, but that was changing in a hurry.

"I've got a brand new cock to play with, and the thought of it is making me so wet." She sat back in the windowsill behind her, bending one knee until it rested on the sill as well.

Rodney tugged at his jeans, trying to make room for his hardening cock. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see that she was zooming the camera with the remote while she pulled her panties aside. He glanced over at the close-up view just in time to see her part her nether lips, showing the wetness within.

"See?" She tugged her panties back in place and let her foot slip to the floor after zooming the camera back out. "I usually get naked, but I know he loves this outfit. So, I'm going to leave it on." A coquettish grin preceded her adding, "Mostly."

Jill stood up into a slow, sinuous dance, running her hands all over her body. "I know he wants to see my titties, and I know you all do too. I love showing them off, thinking about how hard they make you." She reached up and pulled down first one, and then the other strap of her lacy pink bra.

"I know most of you have your cocks out right now." She rolled her eyes up and moaned. "I know you're going to be stroking them. Coming for me. It makes me so hot."

Throbbing so hard that he thought he might bust straight through the zipper of his pants, Rodney breathed heavily, hypnotized by her words and her sexy body.

Her hands moved behind her back, ever so slowly, to meet in the middle. Her breasts jiggled as she unhooked the clasp, and she licked her lips. Looking straight into Rodney's eyes, she slipped her right arm out of the bra. Then, she crossed her arm over her breasts, and managed to wriggle her left arm free without dropping the bra.

Moving her hands to the overflowing pink cups, she held them in front, and then let the bra tumble to the floor. A second later, she snapped her hands out in a ta-da gesture and laughed as she revealed her breasts in all their glory.

"Look how hard my nipples are," she said while reaching up to tease one with her finger. "Ooo! Mmm, these gloves were a good idea." She stroked her breasts with both hands, arching her back to thrust them toward the camera. "A very good idea."

Rodney could feel the chilly spot in his underwear from a drop of pre-cum having seeped from the swollen head of his cock. His pants weren't even unbuttoned yet, and he already felt as if he weregoing to explode.

"I know I should tease some more, but I can't wait." Jill walked toward him, her heavy breasts swinging and jiggling with every hip-swaying step. She aimed the remote at the camera, panning and zooming as necessary until she was in frame, on her knees in front of his chair.

She stroked her fingers up his legs, looking up into his eyes. "It's just like Christmas. I can't wait to open my present."


Jackin' Jill Ch. 01



Rodney panted as her gloved fingers worked loose the button, and then closed around the tab of his zipper. She parted the denim and her eyes flashed wide at the bulge in his tighty-whities.

"Oh my," she exclaimed, and wasted no time in sliding her fingers beneath his waistband, pulling the cotton out and down.

Rodney winced as the head caught up in the elastic band for a moment, and then gasped when his cock popped free to slap him.

"Oh, that is such a gorgeous cock," Jill said in a breathless voice, curling her fingers around it.

The touch only lasted for a second, but it was enough to make every muscle in his body tighten. After so long fantasizing about it, Jill was really here, on her knees, touching his cock.

"I want those pants off," she said in a rush, and grabbed the waistband. He lifted his hips, allowing her to pull the denim and his underwear down. She looked back up while forcing his pants past his knees. "Take your shirt off too. I want you nekkid."

Rodney fumbled with his shirt, having trouble because Jill lifting his feet to remove his pants had his back pressed against the chair. By the time he managed to pull it over his head, she had removed his shoes and yanked the denim past his feet.

Jill rose back up on her knees, wiggling back and forth to let her breasts bump his legs, and chuckled. Then satin fingers glided up and down his length, while others cupped and caressed his balls. "It's an even bigger present than I imagined," she said, her eyes locked with his.

Her hand wrapped around the root, and she stood his member straight up. It throbbed, pulling against her, and she moaned. "You're so hard for me." With the tip of one finger, she traced circles around his swollen purple helmet.

Rodney groaned, unable to hold back the sound. Another drop of pre-cum welled up from his tip, and she smoothed it into his skin. He'd never felt anything as incredible as her talented hands wrapped in soft, slippery satin.

A hand returned to his balls, tickling the orbs from beneath. "So tight. Mmm. I know they're full. Full of hot cum for me."

He could already feel the itch in the tip of his cock, but fought it with all his might. The last thing he wanted to do was erupt so quickly in the midst of a dream come true.

As if reading his mind, she let his erection drop back down against him. She grinned, winked, and then rose up higher to lean over him. She giggled as her breasts slipped on either side of his manhood. Light taps on the outer swell of the globes bounced his cock between them, making quiet slapping sounds.

When she released him from the warm nest of her bosom, she gave the head of his cock a pinch. He winced, sucking in a hissing breath from the sting of pain. At first, he wondered why she'd done it, but then realized that the urge to come had almost completely evaporated.

A sultry, knowing smile decorated her face as she took him in hand and started stroking him. "Mmm, I love that cock. I can barely get my hand around it. I just want to jack it all day. Mmm, but I want that cum, too."

Her hand pumped a little faster as she stood his erection up straight again. He could feel her hot breath as she made little sounds of pleasure. Every few strokes, she would squeeze his balls just tightly enough to make him wince, continually staving off the itch that built in his tip from her wonderful hand.

Little flips of her wrist caused her hand to rotate around his shaft, adding a whole new dimension to the pleasure. The head of his cock glistened in the light from numerous droplets of pre-cum. It went on and on, drawing grunts and groans from deep in his chest.

"Oh, I love that. Love to hear you losing control."

Losing control was exactly what was happening. Though she'd added a couple more pinches to the ball squeezes, the whole head of his cock was tingling, and it was getting stronger by the minute.

"You ready to come for me, baby? Come all over Jilly's titties?"

A panted breath that resembled the word yeah and a jerky nod of his head was all he could provide by way of an answer.

"Oh, I want it, baby. I want your cum."

Rodney shifted a little in the chair as she aimed his cock at her, pulling at the root. Her satin hand slid up and down his shaft, fast enough to blur in his vision and make hissing sounds. Her other hand gently caressed his balls, while a finger stroked the ropy cord separating them.

Grunts completely beyond his control emerged in a steady stream as his cock grew warm from the friction. He was on the brink, held back only by the uncomfortable angle of his cock.

Jill's words came fast, her tone pleading. "Give it to me. Come for me. Come all over me. Oh, come for me. Come for me."

Rodney lurched as he reached the point of no return. A loud, inarticulate cry burst from his lips, and he erupted. The first jet spattered hard against her left breast.

"Ah! Uh huh! Give it to me!" she encouraged him, her hand never slowing.

Another thick rope of cum shot high enough to decorate her cheek, and hang down from her chin. A third spattered her breasts. Then another, and another. He felt as if even his balls were trying to come up the pulsing shaft before her hand finally slowed.

"Oh yeah. That's it, baby. Mmm hmm."

Rodney forced his eyes open to see Jill smiling at him, her mouth open and her tongue swirling around her lips. She was absolutely covered in cum, with a strand even going up the bridge of her nose into her hair.

"Oh, I knew you had a lot of cum for me," Jill said, and then turned to the camera and twitched her eyebrows. She puckered her lips for the camera, thrust her cum-coated breasts toward it, and gave her signature, finger waggling wave.

She looked around on the floor and found the remote, shutting off the camera a second or two later. After a glance down at her body, she looked up and said, "Well, hello, Peter North."

Rodney chuckled, and then groaned as a final aftershock rippled through his body.

"Have you ever done drugs? Had a blood transfusion? Had unprotected sex?"

He shook his head, his cheeks warming when she mentioned sex. "No."

"Oh, I can trust you," she said, and then lifted her breast to her mouth, lapping up his cum and moaning.

He shuddered, snapping his knees together as the sight set him off again.

"Oh my god, you taste good." She continued to lap until she couldn't reach any more, and then lifted her other breast.

All he could do was watch — transfixed — as she gathered up every drop of cum she could reach with her tongue, and then switched to her fingers. Her other hand slipped into her panties. His sensitive cock protested, even as it softened, but he couldn't tear his eyes away.

She finished with the strand leading up her nose, savoring it from her finger. Her moan turned sharp and loud as she pulled the finger free from her mouth with a pop.

"Do you always come that much?"

He shook his head. "I don't think I've ever come that much."

"Guess the other girls just weren't as good as me," she said, affecting a playfully haughty expression.

Again, his cheeks warmed and he clenched his teeth, embarrassed by his virginity.

Her brow knitted for a second, but then she slid a hand into her panties again. "God, I'm aching. That made me so hot." With that, she stood up and started popping open the clasps on her garters.

A cellphone started meandering across the nightstand, vibrating powerfully.

"Stupid phone," she said — pouting. She gasped upon looking at the display, and quickly picked it up.

"Sorry, Jeff. I lost track of time." A brief pause, and then she said, "Oh yeah. Real good. No, I'll be ready. I just need a quick shower. Bye."

Rodney shrugged. "Guess you've got to go, huh?" For a few seconds when she was working on her garters, his hopes had soared that it might go beyond just a handjob — as amazing as it had been.

"Yeah. I was so excited about meeting you that I almost forgot why we planned this trip in the first place. We're supposed to meet a couple of other girls from the site and do some videos. Do you know Gina?"

He nodded, having visited the redhead's room a couple of times when Jill wasn't on. She was twenty-one, and had a smoking body, but didn't chat quite as much as Jill did or give out free peeks.

"We're going to do a video together for both of our websites." Her eyes suddenly lit up. "Oh, I need to fix your login to the site, too."

"What do you mean?"

She walked over to her laptop. "You're part of an exclusive club, now. There's a special part of the site where only guys that I've met in person can go." After a few clicks, she said, "There. You'll see it when you log in. Go ahead. I'm going to get in the shower."

Still more than a little weak in the knees, Rodney turned to watch her walk to the bathroom, garters jingling about her thighs and her stockings sagging slightly. He sighed, and tried to work up the energy to rise enough to retrieve his underwear and jeans.

Jill came back out of the bathroom with a wash rag, nodded toward his flaccid member, and then handed it to him before heading back.

After cleaning up the sticky remnants of cum from his body, he put on his pants and shirt, and headed for the computer. As soon as he logged in and clicked on the new Jill's Guys link, he knew that his normal masturbation sessions had just changed dramatically.

Though they were both currently offline, two video windows labeled new shower cam and bed cam promised delights. A note next to the latter reminded everyone with access to the section of the site not to tell anyone that they could see the private shows for free on the bed cam.

There were picture galleries he'd never seen, and expanded versions of the ones he knew. There were exclusive videos, and even a special forum. On top of everything else, there was a coupon code that cut the cost of private shows with her in half.

"Hey Rod, come here a second."

His itch to start clicking vanished in an instant at the sound of her voice, rising above the shower. He hurried to the bathroom to see her peeking out from behind the curtain.

"Aww. You put your pants back on." She pouted for a moment and laughed. "Can I ask you something?"

"Yeah. Sure."

"Are you a virgin?"

His cheeks burning, he couldn't find his voice. Knowing that his reaction was an answer anyway, he nodded.

"Oh, sweetie. It's nothing to be embarrassed about. I was just curious. Bird was too when I met him, but he didn't admit it at the time. I like knowing that I got to be first." She pulled back the shower curtain, revealing her body in all its naked, dripping glory. "Come here."

He stepped up to the edge of the shower and she put her hand on his cheek, leaning out to kiss him. Far different than the kiss at the door earlier, this one was hungry, her tongue snaking out to caress his gums.

When their lips parted, she said, "I've got to hurry up and finish my shower, but I want to be the first woman you touch, too." With that, she lifted his hand to her breast.

Rodney groaned as she guided his hand over her breasts, encouraging him to squeeze and heft the heavy globes for a few seconds. Then, she pushed his hand down, between her legs. His fingers glided over the curls on her mound to the folds beneath. A push on his middle and index finger slipped them into her warm, wet embrace.

She moaned, thrusting her breasts toward him. "I know it's a terrible tease, but I wanted it so bad. Taste me."

He reluctantly pulled his fingers from inside her and brought the trembling hand to his lips. Her musky scent and rich, tangy taste made his cock come back to life, rising despite twinges of discomfort.

"Do I taste good?"

"Incredible," he answered, still licking for every drop of her nectar.

"I've got to finish my shower, but I want you to stay here while we're at Gina's. We should only be a couple of hours. You can watch television or go on the site, order food, whatever you want. Just stay. I want to talk."

His mind racing, he nodded and said, "Okay."

"Good. Keep quiet about meeting me on chat and the regular part of the site, but go on the new forum and say hello to everyone." She blew a kiss, and then slipped back behind the shower curtain once again.

There was little conscious thought involved in walking out of the room and back to the computer. Though he was trying not to get his hopes up, the taste of her had him aching and thinking about the possibility of more. Still running on auto-pilot, he clicked on the link to the forum.

The very first topic he saw was titled, WELCOME ROD!

The shock of seeing his name already part of the posting on the forum was enough to bring his thoughts back out of the ether — to some extent. Clicking through, he discovered that Bird had started the thread.

Saw your name in the online list, so that means you're part of the club now, the post began. A couple of other people he knew from chat had already replied, welcoming him as well, and recommending videos he should watch first.

The door to the hotel room opened and Rodney turned around to see Watch. His friend let out a laugh and said, "Talk about a shit-eating grin. Hey, Man."

"Hey, Watch."

Jill called to Watch from the bathroom, and he held up a finger before stepping in to talk to her. A minute or so later, he came back out. "Sorry I'm in a rush. Gotta get stuff gathered up to go to Gina's. I tried to tell Jill to wait to hook up with you and her until we'd been here for a day to settle in, but you know how she is."

Rodney chuckled. "Yeah."

"We're going to be here until next weekend. Have to see if we can find some time to hang. I've got all sorts of dirty secrets I can tell you about her."

The water had shut off in the bathroom, and Jill called out in an authoritative voice, "No you don't."

Yes, I do, he mouthed, and then laughed. "Give me a hand with this junk?"

"Sure."

The pair had taken down the lights and camera when Jill sauntered out of the bathroom, wearing nothing but a grin.

"Even after all these years, I've never gotten used to that," Watch remarked.

Jill chuckled, jiggled her breasts, and gave her ass a slap before digging into her suitcase.

Rodney helped pack up everything while Jill dressed, and before he knew it, she was giving him a goodbye kiss. Still trying not to read too much into her request to stay, he hit the new forum and thanked everyone for welcoming him. It was when he went to the regular forum that he really began to smile, though.

Nobody outside the club knew why certain members had glowing usernames, but they knew it represented some sort of elite status. Already popular for his wit and helping people on the board with computer problems, he was now like unto a god, thanks to those glowing letters. As he basked in the popularity that so eluded him in the world outside the box, the hours rolled by almost unnoticed.

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Jackin' Jill Ch. 02



The door opening finally snapped him out of the online world where he was King for at least a day. He turned around to see Jill carrying the suitcase that housed the lights and cameras.

"Give me a hand with this? I never knew it was so heavy."

Springing from the chair, he said, "Sure. Where's Watch?"

Jill sat down the suitcase and sighed in relief. "He's playing with Gina. I told you he's a whore. At least they're taping it, so I'll get to watch later."

"Where do you want this?"

"By the foot of the bed is fine. Oh, I showed her your video. She said I should have brought you along too."

Yet another ego boost.

"I've got the next best thing, though. You get to be the first one to see me having girlie sex on video."

She dug out the camera and checked the television to discover that it actually had hookups for peripherals, unlike most hotel sets. With the camera hooked up and the remote in hand, she climbed into bed and patted the mattress next to her.

Jill's hand slipped between his legs almost as soon as he settled in next to her. She started the video, then grabbed his wrist and guided his hand beneath her skirt. He rubbed through her panties, while she squeezed and stroked his erection beneath the denim as the video played.

On screen, she and Gina kissed and teased for quite some time. By the time the redhead took one of Jill's nipples between her lips, Rodney's pants were unzipped, removing one layer of obstructing cloth. She had also tugged aside her panties, allowing his finger to explore her moist folds.

"Mmm. She's going to go down on me now. Pay attention. Girls know things that a guy has to spend years learning," Jill said as the image of her on the television reclined on the bed. She also chose that moment to pull down his underwear, exposing his naked cock to her caress.

The camera zoomed in close, showing Gina's tongue snaking out.

"See how she's just using the tip of her tongue and swirling it all over? That gets me so hot. Makes me want it."

The video rolled on, while Jill continued to stroke her fingers over his erection. She rarely did more than glide her fingertips over the turgid flesh, which simply felt amazing, without making him feel as if he were going to explode. All the while, she spoke in a sultry whisper about what was going on in the video.

Rodney, on the other hand, wasn't taking chances. He meant to get every moment of enjoyment he could out of playing with her pussy. His fingers probed and rubbed, making her squirm as she continued the sexy commentary. After a while, he started trying to mimic what Gina was doing onscreen with his fingers, and her moans encouraged him to keep it up.

In the video, Jill came with a quavering squeal, pulling Gina tight against her. Moments later, she sucked in a great gasp of air at his side and pulled his fingers away from her pussy. She guided the digits to his lips, moaning as he sucked them clean. 

"Rod, it turns me on so much knowing that I was the first one to make you come. I want to be the first at everything."

His eyes bugging out, he stammered, "Y-you mean..."

She nodded, and he gasped as she squeezed his cock tight. She licked her lips, leaned in close, and whispered directly into his ear.

"And I want to share it with everyone on the website."

That brought him up a little short. It was one thing for him to be visible from the waist down. It was going to be pretty much impossible to hide his face if they were actually going to go all the way.

She'd apparently anticipated his hesitation. "We can keep anyone from seeing your face in editing. Nobody will be able to recognize you unless you tell them. Please, baby. Let me be your first."

His libido took over, squashing hesitation like a bug. "Yeah."

"Oh, god yes," she gasped, and then spun to swing her legs out of the bed. "You know how to put the lights together, don't you?"

"Think so."

"Do it. Hurry."

Overexcited, he completely forgot that his pants were undone until he stood up and they dropped down toward his knees. He reached down to pull them up, but Jill had other ideas.

"Take them off. Your shirt too."

Rodney stripped out of his clothes, and quickly discovered that walking around with an erection bobbing in the open air was a rather novel sensation. He dug into the suitcase, locating tripods and light fixtures, setting them up as quickly as possible.

Jill put a new memory card in the camera and grabbed a tripod — taking time out to trace the length of his cock with her fingertips and moan before setting the equipment up. She finished moving a chair into position at the foot of the bed and hooking up the laptop at about the same time he had the lights ready.

"Okay, put that one over to the side. A little this way. Perfect," Jill directed while pulling off her top and unclasping her bra. She gave him instructions to position the other while removing her shoes, socks, and skirt, leaving her in only her panties.

"Okay, now plug them in."

Once the lights were shining bright over the bed, Jill walked over to him, her eyes smoldering with desire and her hips swaying. She nodded down at her panties while guiding his hands to the waistband.

Rodney pulled them down slowly, the scent of her arousal tickling his nose. He could see a darker spot on the pink cloth, evidence of her wetness.

"Those are yours," she informed him as she stepped out of the panties. "Mmm... And so am I."

She took his hand, leading him around the fixtures surrounding the bed. At the other side, she climbed in and checked the laptop. "Okay. Stay right here while I say hello to everyone. When I turn to look at you, step up to the edge of the bed."

He nodded, and her giggle revealed the expression on his face better than any mirror ever could. Heart pounding, he watched her kneel on the bed and flip her hair before turning on the camera.

"Hello everybody. I've got something special today — for you and for me. I just found out that a new friend is still a virgin." She pouted and leaned toward the camera a little. "Who's laughing? Well you won't be in a minute, because I'm going to take his cherry. Now you're jealous, aren't you? Mmm. I haven't been with a virgin since I was one too, and I'm so hot to be his first."

She'd barely shifted her eyes to look at him when he stepped forward and bumped his legs into the edge of the bed.

Jill gasped theatrically. "Look what we have here. Mmm — eager beaver." She looked back into the camera and said, "Mine's eager too."

Sitting down and sliding toward him, she adjusted the camera as she moved. Her fingers brushed against his cock, making it jump.

"Look how hard he is for me. Fit to burst. I should probably take a little of that pressure off, don't you think?" She scooted back to the middle of the bed, crooking her finger to him. "Come on, baby. Lie down."

Rodney climbed into the bed and lay back, seeing her adjust the camera before she bent over to support her weight on one hand over him. She stood his cock up straight.

"Mmm. Look at that gorgeous cock. Just the right size for me to suck all day, and to fill my pussy up."

A grunt he couldn't hold back accompanied the first swipe of her tongue over his throbbing member.

Jill moaned as she lapped his length, coating it in her saliva. After three strokes, she swirled her tongue around the head and received a drop of pre-cum as a reward for her efforts.

"Mmm hmm," she moaned as she gathered it up. "Oh, that tastes good. As bad as I want him deep inside me, I want to feel him cum in my mouth, too."

Rodney groaned as her lips parted and slid down around his cock. As incredible as her satin-clad hands had felt, her hot mouth was a thousand times better. His numerous fantasies had never prepared him for the reality. She took him deep, her breasts brushing against his leg, and then slurped back to the head.

Jill's head bobbed over his lap, taking him in over and over again. His hips bucked up toward her of their own volition, and his fingers fisted into the bedclothes. Once the initial, unbelievable shock passed, the sight of her ass and pussy so close called out to him.

A muffled squeal vibrated through his cock when his fingers slipped between her nether lips. She let him pop free of her mouth just long enough to say. "Oh, baby. Yes, play with my pussy. Good boy."

She was just too good. Rodney could barely concentrate enough to keep his fingers moving over her folds. His balls were growing tight, and the wicked itch had already spread through the entire shaft of his cock.

Before he could reach the point of no-return, cool air kissed his saliva-slick cock. A moment later, a warm tongue lapped the wrinkled orbs beneath. He sucked in a deep breath, both relieved and frustrated that he wasn't going to come so soon. She was rocking her hips back toward his hand as he played with her pussy, so he curled his middle finger and slipped it inside her.

"Uh huh," Jill encouraged him, her breath hot on his skin as her tongue continued to wash over his balls. The tip of the slippery organ then traced the line between the two orbs, and on up his shaft. She kissed the head, gathering up yet another ooze of pre-cum.

"Mmm, he's already close. I love that I can get him that hot. That's why I wanted to suck him first. Let all that pent up cum explode in my mouth."

She looked back over her shoulder at him. "Give it to me, baby. Give me that cum."

Her hand tightened around his shaft, pumping at the base as she took him in again. A sound somewhere between a groan and a growl rumbled from Rod's throat, and he knew this was it. Her hot, wet lips stroked over about an inch of his shaft, sucking hard, while she pumped his cock hard and fast in her hand. He swelled in her mouth, his muscles contracting, teetering on the brink.

"Mmm hmm. Mmm hmm," Jill moaned around his cock.

Rodney lurched as orgasm claimed him, and he groaned, loud and long. Jill moaned, still sucking and stroking him, taking his pulsing cum. He could emit little more than croaks after that as her tongue swirled over his spurting cock head.

He went completely limp, gasping for breath, when she let him slip free from her lips. Through half closed eyes, he could see her face in the laptop, mouth wide open, showing the pool of cream in her mouth. She wiggled her tongue, then closed her mouth and moaned as she swallowed.

After opening her mouth wide and sticking her tongue out again to show that she'd swallowed every drop, she said, "Oh, I love that. I love feeling a cock throb in my mouth, squirting the back of my throat. All that sweet cum in my mouth. I can feel it in my tummy — so warm. And I got to be the first. First to suck his cock and swallow his cum. Oh, it makes me so hot."

She glanced back at him, chuckling when he could barely find the presence of mind to offer a silly, slack-jawed grin.

"I think he needs a couple minutes to recover. Mmm. Got him good. I'm gonna let him rest, then I'm going to lay back, spread my legs, and teach him to eat my pussy. I can't wait."

She clicked the remote to stop the camera from recording, then turned around and cat-crawled up next to him. "You like that, baby?"

"God, Jill. Fucking unbelievable."

"Just wait until you shove that cock in my pussy." She gave his softening cock a pat. "Rest for a minute or two, but no going to sleep. Scooch over."

Though it required a great deal of effort, he scooted across the mattress, giving her room to lie down. She reclined, parting her knees slightly, and started to tickle her folds with a fingertip.

"I can't wait for you to eat my pussy. I'm going to teach you how to make me come unglued. Come all over your face." She giggled when her words made him shudder, his softening cock twitching from an aftershock.

All he'd wanted to do was close his eyes and doze after she drained him dry in her amazing mouth, but having her lying next to him masturbating and squeezing her tits was changing that in a hurry. He lifted his head so he could see better.

Jill moaned and brought her glistening finger to her lips, sucking it clean. She twitched her eyebrows, and then sat up. In almost the same motion, she swung a leg over his body, straddling him with her breasts dangling over his face.

"Suck them for me, baby," she pleaded.

As if he needed the encouragement. Palming both globes, he squeezed them together and took her left nipple in his mouth.

She grunted. "Not quite so hard. Not yet." He relaxed the pressure and she moaned. "Oh yeah. That's good. Just like that."

His vision completely filled with her tits, Rod sucked the first nipple for a few seconds, then switched to the other.

"Mmm hmm. That's right. Don't make the other one jealous. You do that good, baby."

Between switching nipples again, he said, "God, I love your tits."

"Thank you." She giggled. "I love what you're doing with them. Ah, you're making me so wet."

She let him worship her breasts for a minute or so, until his post-come lethargy was but a distant memory, then sat up over her knees again. Her folds were warm and slippery against his chest.

"Time to get the camera ready again. I want to feel that tongue on me." After grinding her hips a stroke or two, smearing his skin with her wetness, she lifted her leg over him and climbed out of the bed.

Jill moved the camera from the foot of the bed to a position on the side, at an angle. He couldn't help but watch her every movement, caught up in the wonder of having a real, live, naked woman in the room with him. Not only that, but one he'd fantasized about and masturbated to for over a year now.

She patted the mattress at the foot of the bed. "Come down here and get on your knees and elbows, facing that way. I want to make sure I have the camera where I want it." After a few corrections, she said, "There we go."

Rodney's mouth watered as she sat down on the bed, then scooted backward and spun to sit against the headboard. Still in the position she'd directed him to assume, her pussy was mere inches from his face — her intoxicating fragrance nearly enough to make him swoon.

Jill placed the remote on the nightstand, close at hand, and then reached down to part her nether lips wide. She held out a hand, palm upward, and he offered his to her. She silently guided him to extend his pointer finger, and then drew it between her legs.

"My inner lips are pretty sensitive," she instructed, guiding his fingers over them. "I like to have them licked and teased. You remember when Gina was doing it in the video? Like that."

Next, she moved his finger lower, and pulled it toward her. Rod slipped his finger into her canal, and she flexed her intimate muscles, squeezing down around it. "That's where your cock is going soon enough. I like having a guy stick his tongue in deep, and I like being fingered while he licks me."

She pulled harder on his hand, until his knuckles were tight against her skin. "Now curl your finger up. Do you feel that? Where it's sort of bumpy and spongy? That's my g-spot." She moaned and rolled her eyes up in her head for a moment. "And it feels good. Some girls don't like it, though. You have to experiment and figure out what gets her juicy, if she's not telling you."

Letting off some of the pressure from her grip, she pushed on his hand until he reluctantly pulled it from her depths, and then touched a little protrusion at the apex of her folds. "Now the important part." She pulled the skin with one finger, exposing a smooth little bud. "There's my clit. Touch it. Feel it."

As soon as his fingertip touched her, she groaned and thrust her breasts up into the air for a second. "Every girl wants you to pay attention to that. After you're done teasing her a little to make her want it, go after that clitty and don't stop until she pushes you away."

Rod rubbed her clit, making her squirm — thoroughly fascinated by how the bud throbbed in tune with her heartbeat, like a little cock. That mental image disturbed him for a moment or two, but her reaction to his touch quickly chased the flash of thought away.

"Some girls can't take you licking it directly, so you'll just have to lick over her hood. I like it that way too, but when I'm getting close, I love being pushed over the edge by your tongue just ravaging my bare clit."

Grinning from the visible evidence of the pleasure he was giving her, Rodney breathed deep of her scent and groaned. He let his finger slip lower, between her folds again, wetting the tip before returning to her clit.

"Mmm. Good. Time to turn on the camera." She grabbed the remote and hit record. "Look who's awake and hungry," she said, and then asked, "Are you ready to lick my pussy, baby?"

"Yeah."

"I know I'm ready. Do it for me, baby. Lick my pussy."

Rodney dived in, remembering what she'd said while watching the video and during the grand tour. His tongue snaked out, just the tip wiggling over her folds. Even that tiny taste seemed to fire every taste bud at once. The scent of her arousal was almost overwhelming — pure sex.

"Oh, I love that I'm the first woman he's ever tasted. His tongue feels so good. Suck on my lips, baby."

A moment of experimentation allowed him to suck her folds between his lips, and he sucked softly, as she'd told him to do with her nipples. Her labia twitched between his lips while her body moved in slow, sinuous wavers.

"That's good. Use your tongue too."

Rodney released her folds for a second, and then sucked them in again, wiggling his tongue.

"Ooo! Mmm, tickled my clit. I like that. I love a man who listens and learns fast."

To those ends, he took advantage of something else she'd said. Releasing the pressure of his lips, he applied it to his tongue instead, pushing it in deep. Her back arched and she gasped, a flood of juices giving him chills.

"Yes. Fuck me with your tongue. It's so deep inside me."

Following instructions given with both words and guiding hands, Rodney devoured her. He was her willing puppet, pleasuring her in any way she requested, and enjoying every moment of it. Though his neck started to ache, he barely noticed in light of her writhing, telling him how good he was making her feel between directions given in a husky, breathless voice.

"Oh, baby, I'm so close. You're going to make me come. Make me come, baby. Suck my clitty. Hard. Now."

Rodney locked his lips over the swollen bud, sucking hard, and teased it with his tongue. Jill stiffened beneath him, her voice jumping an octave.

"Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah! Oh! Ah, I'm coming!" Jill cried out, the last word changing into a warbling scream.

Her thighs clamping down around him muffled the continuing cries as she came. Rodney rode her bucking body, doing his best to keep licking her. Her clit had slipped from his lips during the initial lurch of her climax, but it was far from out of reach of his tongue.

Despite his extremely stiff neck, he wasn't ready to leave her quivering folds when she pushed him away. He could feel the chill of her wetness on his face as he reluctantly rose up on his knees. Jill twitched and whimpered, her aftershocks finally ending with her left leg shaking for close to half a minute.

"Oh my god that was good," she groaned after catching her breath. "I'm the first woman he's gone down on. The first one to come all over his face. I love it. Come here, baby."

Rodney sat down on the bed, and then leaned in to kiss her when she crooked a finger athim.

"I taste so good on your lips," Jill moaned, and then proceeded to lap up her juices from his face. "Oh, I'm still tingling. Did you like that, baby?"

"Yeah."

"Oh, you made me come hard. I can't wait to have your cock inside me."

She picked up the remote and zoomed in on her glistening nether lips before turning the camera off.




Jackin' Jill Ch. 02



"Mmm. I wasn't kidding. That was good — let alone for a first-timer." After a weary groan, she asked, "Can you get me a drink of water?"

"Sure."

Jill had sat up against the headboard by the time he returned, and smiled at him as he approached. She looked incredible, languidly stroking her right hand over her nude body. "Thank you," she said as she accepted the plastic cup.

Rodney sat down on the edge of the bed, a little unsure. Even though they were both naked, and he'd just gone down on her, it wasn't any sort of normal relationship — or even a one night stand.

Jill eliminated that quandary by tugging on his wrist and saying, "Come here."

Once he was settled in next to her, she guided his hand to her thigh. "You can touch me, you know. However you want. That's what's turning me on so much — being the first for everything."

He smiled, letting his fingers glide over her skin, lost in wonder.

Jill reached out to trace a finger over his abdomen. "Do you work out? You've got a little definition going on down there."

"Nah, no time between work and school."

"You're lucky. One day, you're going to wake up old like me, and have to spend half a day at the gym every day just to keep from turning into the blob."

"You're not old," he protested.

Jill crinkled her nose and smiled. "You're sweet, and flattery will get you everywhere." With that, she finished her water, and her smile turned sultry as she leaned in a little closer, resting her breast against his arm. Her hand crept between his legs, where her fingertip caressed the helmet of his still-soft cock.

She twitched her eyebrows at him and asked, "You've made it to third base. Are you ready to steal home, baby?"

He couldn't help the excitement in his voice when he answered, "Yeah."

"Mmm. Lay down with your head at the foot of the bed." She kissed his cheek and gave his cock a squeeze before rising up onto her knees and waving him into position. As soon as he settled on the mattress, she guided him to bend his knees, and turned the camera on.

"I finally caught my breath after coming on his tongue. Mmm, it was good, but now I want more. I want that cock hard and inside me."

Jill bent over, looking into his eyes the whole time. Once between his bent knees, she gave his cock a slow, broad-tongued lap from root to tip. It twitched with the first signs of life.

"Mmm. Make it hard for me, baby," she said before darting to tongue his balls.

Rod groaned as her soft, wet tongue washed over the orbs, tickling and teasing every inch. He wasn't quite growing hard yet, but he was tingling, and a little tender from already coming in her hand and her mouth.

It didn't take long, however. She thoroughly wetted him with her tongue, and then slurped him between her lips. Once within the warm confines of her mouth, blood began to surge into his organ once more.

She moaned around him, feeling him swell, and let his cock pop out of her mouth again. "That's it, baby. Make it hard for me," she encouraged before engulfing him once more.

He gasped and groaned under her ministrations until he was rock hard and throbbing in her mouth. Jill looked up into the camera as her lips slid slowly up his shaft, until she released the tip with a little pop.

"I'm so ready to have that virgin cock inside me," she said to the camera before straightening her elbows.

Rodney panted as she pulled her knees closer, and then straddled his hips. Her moist folds settled against him, and he gasped. She rocked her hips back and forth a few times, and then rose up slightly.

"Are you ready, baby? Ready to put that cock inside me?"

"Oh yeah."

She reached down, pointing his member straight up, and centered her hips over it. At the same time, she zoomed the camera in. Rodney grunted as she wriggled the head between her nether lips, coating it in wetness. Then, she sank down on him.

"Ah, god," Rodney gasped out as her pussy slowly engulfed him. An inch at a time, her velvety smooth walls wrapped around him, squeezing tight. The camera caught every moment in a closeup, until he was buried inside her.

"Oh, you're not a virgin anymore, baby. You're so deep inside me," she said in a high-pitched, breathless voice, and then lifted her hips to reveal his cock coated in a shimmering layer of her wetness. "Look how wet I am for him."

After zooming the camera back out so the viewers would be able to see her whole body, she put down the remote and said, "Tell me if I hurt you, or if you're getting too close to coming, okay?"

Rodney nodded, unable to mouth a single word.

As soon as she saw the nod, Jill impaled herself on his full length again. She quickly rocked her hips back and forth, surprising him with the intensity of her desire. At the same time, she slipped a hand between her legs to rub her clit.

Jill panted and groaned as she rode him, her hips thrusting and gyrating to stir his cock inside her, rather than bouncing. His own grunts and groans accompanied her, his cock buried to the hilt in a tight, warm, wet pussy for the first time. Once again, he experienced a new pinnacle of pleasure. Because she wasn't actually stroking him inside her, he didn't feel as if he was going to come any time soon, and so was able to fully enjoy the feeling — and the show.

"You feel so good, baby," she gasped out as the movements of her hips grew more pronounced, tugging at the root of his erection. "I'm going to come so hard. Come all over your cock."

He could feel drops of wetness trickling down his balls as she rode him harder and faster by the moment. Her fingers kept pace, rubbing and rolling the swollen bud at the apex of her nether lips. The heavy, pendulous breasts he so loved looking at were now swinging and jiggling enough to make slight clapping sounds on occasion. The springs of the bed creaking and the headboard tapping against the wall further added to the symphony of sex filling the room.

Jill's face grew flushed, her expression almost pained-looking. Her bucking hips were moving hard enough to make him wince with every backstroke, but the building ecstasy in her face more than made up for it.

Her breaths coming in fast pants, she looked down at him and gasped, "I'm so close. I want you to fuck me hard and fill me full of cum."

She whimpered and he grunted when she lifted her hips, letting him slip free of her clinging embrace. His pussy-slick cock slapped against his body, and she immediately reclined.

Rodney sat up and pulled his legs under him. Jill simultaneously parted hers wide, revealing a stream of juices that had dribbled down her labia. She scooted forward a little as he knee-walked toward her, watching the laptop until she was in a good position for the camera to capture everything.

"Do it, baby. Fuck me. Make me come. Fill me up. I want your hot cum deep inside me."

She stretched out a guiding hand as soon as he was close, and used it to help him penetrate her. Twin groans accompanied his erection slipping into her depths once more.

"Give it to me. Fuck me," she demanded, her fingers moving back to her clit.

The first time he pulled back, his cock slipped free. Jill guided him back inside her and he was more careful the next time. It took a few thrusts to get into the proper rhythm, and then he was really fucking her.

"That's it. Gimme that cock. Faster."

Curling his fingers around her thighs gave him a feeling of stability, and he was more than happy to comply. Her clinging sheath was milking his cock, and he knew it wasn't going to take him long to go off with volcanic force.

"Feel good, baby?"

"God, yes."

"I'm getting so close. So close. Oh, I wanna come."

Rod's passions took over, and he pounded his cock into her hard and fast. Grunts burst from his lips with every thrust, and his face was growing warmer even as his balls grew tighter. In his enthusiasm, he slipped free, jamming the head of his cock into her thigh.

"No, put it back," she whimpered, her fingers a blur over her clit.

He buried his cock inside her again, fucking her for all he was worth, and nearing the point of no return. Being in control — actually fucking her — was eroding what little resistance he had left. She felt too good, and he knew he was going to go off any moment. He did his best to hold back, wanting her to come first.

Jill lurched, her muscles tightening. As if in answer to his silent prayer, she cried out, "Oh! Oh baby! I'm c-c-coming!"

The last word trailed off into a squeal as her walls clamped down tight around him. She writhed on the bed, whimpering and groaning in time with his thrusts. Her fingers still worked her clit in spastic bursts, and her face was tight with ecstasy.

Rod didn't have much time to enjoy the show, because her velvety walls squeezing so tight as she climaxed was the tipping point. He thrust balls deep one last time, his body slapping hard against hers. A sound that was a mixture of a growl and a roar surged from him, and his cock pulsed in her depths.

"Oh yes. Oh, fill me up, baby," Jill cried out as he pumped out what little cum he had left.

Feeling drained like nothing he'd ever experienced before, it was all Rod could do to remain upright. If it hadn't been for supporting his weight on her bended knees, he couldn't even have managed that. Jill was still moaning and wriggling — aftershocks of her orgasm taking control of her. He gasped from her walls contracting rhythmically around him with every ripple of ecstasy that passed through her.

"Mmm, baby. I loved feeling you come inside me."

A far stronger — and deliberate — squeeze of her intimate muscles caused him to let out a quavering groan and close his eyes.

She giggled. "Sorry, I couldn't help myself. I don't want you to go, but if you need to move..."

He didn't want to move either, but the stimulation of his sensitive organ was getting to the point of uncomfortable. After steeling himself and panting for a few seconds, he started to withdraw. The sensation of sliding from her slippery canal was such a shock that he jerked free, letting out a sharp grunt. He sat down hard on the bed.

Jill let out a disappointed sounding moan as he popped free of her, though she was still smiling. Reaching out, she fumbled around blindly until she located the remote, and then aimed it at the camera. Through half closed eyes, he watched her reach between her legs. Fingers parted her nether lips, revealing the first dribble of his cum seeking escape.

"Mmm, look at that hot cum." She traced a fingertip over her clit, her back arching up from the bed and pushing out more of the cream inside her.

Rod watched with a grin so wide it made his cheeks ache as it spread across his face. She was still flushed from her orgasm, and dripping his cum from inside her. He'd imagined it more times than he could possibly count, but it was actually happening right before his eyes.

She gathered up his cum on her fingertips, once again zooming out to reveal her entire body. She sucked her fingers clean, moaning the whole time, and licked her lips when she finished. After a wave of her glistening fingers, she stopped the camera and let her head fall back to the mattress.

"Was it good for you?" She asked, and then chuckled.

"Did you really come?"

Jill laughed. "Of course, silly. Hard It got me so hot, knowing that I was your first. You lasted longer than I expected, and you got me into multiples because I warmed myself up so much first with my fingers. Mmm, it was good. Come up here with me."

Practically collapsing, he crawled to the head of the bed, where she directed him to lie on his back, and then snuggled up against him.

"Night night," she whispered in his ear after guiding his arm around her, and then kissed his neck.

With her warm body pressed up against him, Rod finally drifted off into a post-come coma.

He had no idea how much time passed before the sound of her cell ringing jolted him awake.

Jill kissed his shoulder and yawned before rolling over to locate the phone and answer, "Hello, Jeff."

Admiring her body as he blinked the sleep out of his eyes, he listened to her side of the conversation.

"Napping, and dripping cum all over the bed."

That made him blush. He could hear Watch laughing, and then the hum of him talking.

"You are such a whore. You know that? Okay, I'll see you tomorrow, then. Bye." She put the phone down on the nightstand and explained, "Watch is staying at Gina's." Her eyes lit up and said, "You could stay with me and keep me company. Please?"

His parents would probably have a fit if he didn't call to let them know he wasn't coming home, but he didn't care. "Sure."

Her fingers glided over his abdomen and she smiled. "Why don't we go share a shower?"

It was an easy answer.

After coming three times in one day, Rod wasn't even remotely ready for more. What little blood did move to his nether regions caused a dull ache from the unusual work out. He was just fine with helping her out, though. Jill came again in the shower with his fingers buried inside her and his lips locked on her nipple.

Rodney pulled his jeans back on after getting out of the shower, but Jill's only concession to anything resembling modesty was to put on a pair of panties. They ordered food and settled in. It was almost surreal to sit and watch television with a nearly naked woman, especially when she frequently asked for kisses during commercials.

For dessert, Jill provided a sweet treat. Still not ready to perform himself, he dived between her legs with gusto when she hinted at it. He fell asleep with her once again completely naked and occasionally shivering from aftershocks in his arms.

****

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Jackin' Jill Ch. 03



Rodney started awake, shaking his head and blinking against the light streaming in the window. After a few seconds, the sleep fog began to lift from his head, and he realized that the light was out of place. He wasn't in his basement room at home.

Memories returned as his eyes adjusted, and a smile spread across his face.

Jill completed a long, broad-tongued lap of his erection. When she saw that he was awake and watching, she stopped teasing and took him in her mouth. After a few sucks, she pulled his wrist, guiding it to the back of her head. Rodney groaned, pulling down ever so slightly each time she swallowed his cock.

Her hot mouth tantalized him for around a minute before she let the tip slip free, looked up into his eyes and said, "Good morning."

"Uh huh," he responded — his saliva-slick member bouncing up to tap her in the chin. He shifted on the bed, wincing a little from the pressure in his bladder.

"Need to pee?"

Rodney nodded.

She gave the head of his cock a final kiss and said, "Go ahead."

By the time he returned from the bathroom, she had put on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. It was disappointing — but only a little. She was every bit as sexy clothed as she was naked.

"Thought we should probably slow down a little." She picked up his underwear and tossed them to him. "You're going to need enough energy to go get some clean clothes."

While he pulled on his clothes, she typed away on the computer. He could see that she was on her website, posting on the forum. Once dressed, he said, "So, uhm..."

"What now?" She chuckled. "Like I said, you need to go get some clean clothes. First, I want to see this Denise. Do you have any pictures of her or anything?"

"Her Facebook, I guess."

"So, she added you, then? That's a good first step. Show me."

He navigated to the site, and then to her profile. She'd just posted a status about a movie that had opened, saying she planned to go see it. Jill leaned in and gasped, so he looked at her and asked, "What is it?"

"Just that she's delicious. Click on the pictures, silly. I want to see more."

Rodney cycled through the pictures, growing hard as Jill leaned over his shoulder, moaning in approval with each new one. She gestured for him to return to the main profile page after the last picture, then pointed at the screen to her relationship status — single.

"You should do something about that." 

He blushed, shifting a little on the bed. "It's just... I'm too nervous."

"Why?"

"Because I don't know what I'm doing. I've never been on a date or anything."

"You'd never had sex until yesterday, either. You got over that pretty quickly," she said in a sultry whisper right into his ear, then kissed his neck.

"That's different."

"No, it isn't. Okay, do you have her number?"

"Uh, yeah. We were grouped together for a lab once."

"So, start dialing."

"I..." His stomach knotted up in fear.

"Okay, you need to relax, and I know just how to do that." She pulled her shirt off, letting her breasts free, and then leaned in to unbutton his jeans. "Pants off."

Jill lay back on the bed, caressing her breasts and licking her lips. Rodney put the laptop down and quickly removed the pants he'd put on only a few minutes before. As soon as he kicked them off, she sat up and used the convenient handle of his stiffening cock to pull him toward her. She then reclined again, still holding on, and pulled him to straddle her. Once he was atop her with his balls resting on her tummy, she squeezed her breasts together and nodded toward them, twitching her eyebrows.

He knee-walked forward, and she let the firm globes separate again. Once his erection settled between them, she squeezed her breasts together around him, forming a warm nest.

"Now fuck my titties and come for me. No holding back. Just do it, and explode for me."

Rodney rocked his hips, letting the firm globes caress him. His cock wasn't really sliding between them, but rather moving the skin over the core of his hardness. At the end of every stroke, the tip would still poke out from between her breasts, though. It was then that she took advantage of the opportunity to lick or suck on the swollen head.

"Feel good?" she asked between flicks of her tongue.

"Fuck yes," he responded, pumping faster.

The words coming rapidly, and in excited tones, she encouraged him, "That's it, baby. I want your cum. I want it all over me. Do it."

The bed creaked as he continued to build speed. She dragged over a second pillow, propping up her head and giving her better access to his tip when it peeked out. The increasing strength of his thrusts revealed more of his cock as his excitement mounted. Jill locked her lips around it when she could, sucking hard, and causing it to audibly pop from between her lips.

Rodney grunted, rising quickly to a peak. When his cockhead next popped out of her hot, wet mouth, he was there. "Ah, yeah. Gonna come."

"Give it to me!" she demanded, her voice warbling as he rode her body, fucking her tits hard.

One last pump set him off, and a hard jet of cream spattered against her chin, trailing up onto her face. He gasped, and the next spurt went directly up the bridge of her nose, into her hair, and onto the pillow beyond. His hips twitched beyond his control, and his still-trapped cock erupted in three more squirts, decorating her lips, cheeks, and closing one eye. The final pulses spotted her neck with his cream and pooled beneath his throbbing organ.

Jill released him from her breasts and he fell forward on his hands over her. She licked her lips, moaned, and cleared his cum from her eye so she could look up at him while sucking her fingers clean.

He only saw that afterwards, though. His eyes were tightly closed as he panted for breath. It was only when she gave his bottom a smack and then pushed on his hips that he opened his eyes to see her smiling up at him. With no small amount of effort, he lifted one knee, and then sat down heavily on the bed next to her.

"There, now. Aren't you a lot more relaxed?"

"Uh huh," he sighed, and then chuckled. She was still pulling the copious spatters of cum adorning her face to her lips, savoring every drop.

"Good." She sat up and picked up his phone from the nightstand. "Call Denise and ask her out."

"To where?"

"The movies. She's already planning to go. It's a nice, safe first date. You automatically have something to talk about, and you won't need to worry about tripping over your tongue while the movie is running."

While she talked, she did something on his phone. When she handed it to him, she'd already selected Denise from his contact list and hit send. His heart beating fast, he brought the phone to his ear just as she answered.

"Hi, Denise." Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Jill making a circling gesture with her hand. "I was wondering if you would want to go out to the movies?" A combination of panic and relief washed over him as the words came out.

"I was actually going to go tonight by myself," she answered. "But if it's your treat?"

Stunned by the sound of enthusiasm in her voice, he said, "Sure. My treat."

"Meet me at the library at seven?"

"The library at seven."

"I'll see you then."

"Yeah, okay. Bye, and see you then."

"Goodbye."

Rodney clicked the end button and stared at the phone for a moment, in complete disbelief.

"Now, was that so hard?" Jill asked.

A chuckle escaped him as the absurdity of what had just happened hit him. He'd asked a girl out for the first time while sitting with his cock out, next to a bare-breasted woman covered in his cum.

She gave him a pat on the bottom. "Get cleaned up and dressed. Then go home and get some clean clothes. Bring something to change into tomorrow, too. You have a date to get ready for, and I have videos to edit and upload."

"I have to work tomorrow."

"Watch can drop you off at work and pick you up. He'll be back in a little while. He called before you woke up. I guess Gina wore him out." She laughed, then bit her lower lip and fixed him with bedroom eyes.

"There's still some firsts I haven't claimed yet."

****

Rod looked at the clock and swallowed hard.

"You okay, man?" Watch asked.

"I think I'm going to throw up."

"Relax, man. Okay, number one. You asked her out, and she said yes. Number two. You said you wanted to see the same movie she did. Number three. You're taking a lot of the same classes. That's common interest, buddy. That means things to talk about."

"I don't know."

"You were nervous as fuck the first time you came in Jill's room too. I was there, remember? You got over that quickly enough."

"That's online."

"Yesterday wasn't online," Watch countered.

"That's..." He blushed, unable to find an answer.

"That's a woman. One who likes you despite sharing fewer common interests, I might add. You've got a sense of humor, and you know how to pay a girl a compliment without being creepy. Use it. You'll just have to say it instead of typing it."

Talking about Jill made him wish she was there. When he was around her, he felt so much more confident, and he could use that right now. Unfortunately, she was at Gina's on an impromptu live cam session.

"No more time to worry about it," Watch said as he grabbed his keys. "I'll drop you off by the library."

Rod spent the whole drive trying to think of things to say to Denise when the time arrived. Nothing that popped into his head sounded right. He felt dizzy as he climbed out of the car, and quite nearly got right back in.

Watch put the rental car in gear and said, "Relax, and have fun. See you later."

With that, Rod was on his own.

Barely around the corner, he saw her waiting. A quick glance at his cell told him that he wasn't late, which prompted a sigh of relief. She was just a little early, the same as him. She looked incredible — dressed casually in a pair of jeans and a blouse. Her hair was longer and a darker blonde than Jill's, and she had smaller boobs, but they were still plenty eye-catching. As he walked toward her, their eyes met, and she flashed a brilliant smile.

"Hi. Ready to go?" Denise asked as he walked up to her.

"Yeah," he answered, mesmerized by her smile.

"What?" she asked after a few seconds.

Realizing he was staring at her and wearing a silly grin so wide it made his cheeks ache, he said, "Sorry, you look great. You did something different with your hair."

"You like it?" She turned her head and smoothed her fingers down her blonde locks.

"Yeah, it looks great." 

"Thank you. Well, let's go so we can get decent seats." She started walking, and he fell into step beside her. "I've been waiting for this ever since I saw the previews."

"Me too. Looks like it's going to be good."

Her voice carried hints of amusement when she said, "So, you skipped out of classes Friday."

"Yeah. An online friend I've never met in person was in town. Figured I could miss a day."

"Everybody was shocked. You never miss class. I can give you copies of the notes from the classes we share, but you didn't really miss much."

"Thanks."

"That's cool that you met somebody from online. There are a few I want to meet, but it's kind of scary. I think I live online, sometimes."

"Me too. Whenever I see a form with an address line, I want to write my IP address."

She laughed and Rod chuckled. All of the sudden, he noticed that the butterflies in his stomach had stopped fluttering. Maybe — just maybe — Jill and Watch had been right after all.

****

The conversation during the walk back to the library was easy, as it mostly centered on the movie. Rod was completely at ease until they stopped. He was beginning to panic, trying to think of something to say when Denise jumped in.

"This was fun."

"Yeah, me too." He prayed that didn't sound as lame to her as it did to him.

"We'll have to do it again some time. Call me?"

His heart skipped a beat. "Sure."

"Well, I'll see you in class, then."

"See you Monday."

She gave a wave and turned to walk back to her dorm. It was all he could do not to stare at her tight little butt swaying hypnotically. Somehow, he forced himself to turn around, and saw Watch leaning against his rental car down the street.

"That looked like it went well," Watch said as Rodney walked over. "She's a hot one."

"Yeah."

"Yeah, she's hot, or yeah, that went well?"

"Both, I guess."

Watch chuckled. "Told you to just relax. Let's get back. Jill isn't going to relax until you tell her how things went."

The prediction proved accurate, and Jill wasn't satisfied until he had spilled about every moment he could remember. She was wearing a short blue dress, black stockings, and heels, and looked absolutely stunning to him. It was almost odd chatting with her while she had clothes on, after so much time spent with her naked — exactly the opposite of how he'd felt not so long ago. With the details of his date recounted in minute detail, it was her turn to show how her day had gone, because she had video.

At first, there was a lot of footage of the two of them sitting in lingerie on the bed, talking and typing. A few short — and hot — private shows interrupted, but much of the beginning was chat. Jill explained what the chatters were saying that prompted the reactions on the screen, resulting in Rod and Watch riffing off the comments and each other, just as they did in chat.

The three sat laughing and making fun of the sillier people who were ever-present in chat. Rodney had three beers, and had a strong buzz going by the time the percentage of private shows to public chat reversed. Jill also started a sultry commentary about the sex on the screen, which caused a quite natural reaction in Rodney.

He stiffened a little the first time she squeezed his cock, because it was weird with Watch sitting just on the other side of her on the bed. After a few more squeezes and teases, his sex drive dulled the embarrassment — though not completely. Near the end of one of the nearly constant private shows where Gina was straddling Jill's face and coming from a combination of the blonde's tongue and a vibrator, Jill leaned over and whispered into Rodney's ear.

"Mmm... Imagine if that was Denise I was licking, and that vibrator was you fucking her hard and making her come."

He couldn't help but shudder.

She let out a purring moan at his reaction and then said, "By the way, have you been on my site today?"

"No. Been too busy."

"Your Jackin' Jill video is up. Watch rendered and uploaded it at Gina's. Everybody's loving it. You just took the record for most comments in a day."

"Really?"

"Mmm hmm. The other one is uploaded, but I haven't linked it yet. Gina didn't have the software to blur out your face." She started running a finger up and down his chest. "Of course, we could just go ahead and put it online."

There was no doubt from her suggestive tone that she was asking for permission. "I don't know..."

"Wouldn't you love for everyone to know that you fucked me? Ate my pussy and stuffed that gorgeous cock deep inside me and filled me full of cum? Let them see you, baby."

Her fingers reached his crotch again and wormed beneath the waistband of his pants to tickle the head of his cock through his underwear. Rod groaned, "I..."

She leaned in and whispered directly in his ear, "Pretty please."

In the back of his head, in a split second, he rationalized that the video was going to be on the private part of the site anyway. Only people who had bought private shows would be able to see it. It wasn't likely that anyone he knew was going to see it.

"Okay."

Watch laughed. "I'll be damned. You win. I didn't think there was a way in hell you'd talk him into it."

"I'm good," she said rather haughtily, then leaned back in to seductively whisper in Rod's ear, "Aren't I?"

"Yep," he admitted, his face burning as he realized what he'd agreed to.

"This ought to drum up some repeat business," Watch said as he walked over to the computer.

"I can't believe I just said that," Rod mumbled.

"Mmm... I bet you end up loving it. Showing off is what really turns me on. I'm not kidding when I say that on cam." She bit her lower lip and hit him with her bedroom eyes. "As a matter of fact..."

"Oh boy," Watch said as he clicked away in the process of linking the video up on Jill's website.

"Grab that camera, and let's go out on the balcony," Jill said.

Rod's eyes widened. "Are you serious?"

"Mmm hmm. I love getting naked in public and knowing that people might be watching. You get to work the camera and get nice and horny."

"Video's officially on the site. I'll keep an eye out for cops," Watch said, and then laughed. Because Rodney hadn't yet picked up the camera, he did, and handed it off to his chat partner in crime.

More than a little nervous, Rodney took the camera and followed Jill out onto the balcony. She sat down on the table there with her feet in a chair. If she had sat down in the chair, she would have been at least partially hidden by the slatted railing. On the table, she would be visible to anyone in the parking lot and beyond.

"Just turn it on and point at whatever you want." She gave a little wink. "I'll tell you if I want you to do something specific."

"Okay," Rod said as he turned on the camera, adjusted the focus to show her completely, and started recording.

Jill waved and said, "Hi, everybody. I just had an urge to come outside and enjoy the night air while I'm on vacation." She leaned back on her hands, thrusting her breasts up into the air and moaned. When she sat back up, she said, "Show everybody the view."

Rodney turned, and then scanned the camera left to right to show the ocean view. It wasn't right next to the hotel, but they were close enough to smell the ocean. He then aimed the camera back at Jill.

"I'm out on the balcony, and I love the smell of the ocean. It turns me on," she said while reaching up to caress her breasts. "A lot."

"What turns me on even more is that someone could be down on the beach, or out in the parking lot watching me. Maybe there's some lonely guy from Iowa down there looking at me, wishing I wasn't wearing so many clothes." She popped open a couple of the large buttons on her dress to reveal a lacy black bra. "Like this."

Rodney held back the sigh that wanted to escape him as she slowly poppedopen a couple more buttons. After giving a few jiggles, she tugged down the cups of her bra, letting her breasts tumble free from confinement.

Concentrating hard on keeping the camera steady, Rodney reached down and adjusted his erection.

Jill parted the material of her dress a little more and cupped her breasts. "The ocean breeze feels so good. My poor girls were all cooped up in there. Aren't I a bad girl, sitting out here showing my tits to everyone? I love it. It's making me wet." 

She lifted first one, and then the other breast to her lips so she could lick her nipples, moaning from the sensation. "You know what else? This naughty little girl isn't wearing any panties, either." She affected a look of surprise and said, "What? You don't believe me?"

Having seen a similar video of her before, Rodney shook the camera back and forth as if it was saying no, as the camera man had done in that video.

"Guess I'll just have to prove it then."

More buttons popped open, but she held onto the cloth, keeping it from opening more than a tiny bit. It was only when the last button was free of its hole that she tugged her dress fully open to show off her pussy and the garter belt holding up her stockings.

"See? I told you." She lifted one knee up onto the table, parting her legs, and slipped a finger into her pussy. After a shiver, she brought her finger to her lips and sucked it clean. "I wasn't kidding about being wet, either. My poor little pussy is soaked and needs attention."




Jackin' Jill Ch. 03



Rodney zoomed in between her legs, taking cues from the numerous other videos of her he'd watched. Jill spread, caressed, and teased her folds, her wetness evident as it sparkled in the low light. When she pushed two fingers deep inside her and groaned, he zoomed back out.

With her fingers still buried inside her and wiggling, Jill pinched her right nipple and giggled. "I love getting myself off like this — where anyone can see me. I bet you're stroking your cocks while you watch me, too."

I wish I could, Rod thought, because his was throbbing like mad.

Though she kept it quiet, Jill whimpered and moaned as she played with her clit and finger-fucked herself. Years of practice meant that she always gave Rod a good view of her in the camera that was almost never completely obstructed by her hand. She picked up the pace, beginning to writhe on the table, and then suddenly gasped and pulled her fingers from inside her. They were absolutely coated in her nectar.

She bit her lower lip and crooked those slippery fingers into a beckoning gesture. He assumed it was just another tease for the video until she pointed a finger directly at him, and beckoned again.

He looked out from behind the camera's viewfinder and she nodded her head. "Come here."

The next thing Rod knew, Watch had a hand under the camera. Rodney let go of the camera with his stomach doing flip flops. Jill fixed him with a hypnotic gaze and said, "Don't make me wait."

Though part of him was shrieking in terror, Rodney walked toward her and followed a combination of nods and hand signals to stand next to the table. His eyes widened when she scooted closer and reached for the button of his pants.

"You're going to love it. I just know it," she said as her deft fingers popped open the button and slid down the zipper. She was obviously in no mood to wait, and jerked down his pants and underwear simultaneously as soon as the zipper parted. His cock had barely stopped bobbing from springing free before she wrapped her lips around it.

Rodney groaned, the panic that he was standing on a hotel balcony with Watch filming him evaporating in the face of her lips wrapped around him. She sucked him slow and deep, taking him into her throat every few strokes. All the while, her fingers worked her pussy, making her moan around him. He put his hand on the back of her head, marveling at her swallowing his cock.

And, she was right. The danger that someone could catch them was exhilarating. The fear mingled with his arousal, and he throbbed in her mouth as the night breezes washed over him.

Jill let him pop free from her lips and sucked in a great gasp. The next thing he knew, she was desperately shrugging her dress off her arms and pushing it off the table. His saliva-slick cock bobbing, he watched her spin and part her legs.

"I want you to fuck me, baby. Fuck me and come all over me. I want you to cover me in cum."

Caught up in the excitement, he didn't hesitate in the slightest. She was soaking wet, and at the perfect height for him to push in balls deep with a strong thrust. She lifted her stocking-clad legs to rest them against his shoulders.

"Give it to me," she pleaded while her fingers went back to work on her clit.

He did just that, slamming his cock home at a ferocious — almost desperate — pace. The table legs creaked on the floor as their bodies collided with loud slaps. Her tits were bouncing everywhere from the shockwaves running up her body, and her face was flushed.

"Oh, fuck yes. You're going to make me come. I want your cum too," she squeaked after less than a minute.

"Come for me," Rod growled under his breath.

"Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. I'm there! Fuck yeah!"

Rodney felt her walls clamp down on him and grunted, but he was well on his way to an explosion as well. He kept pounding her as she came and whimpered in time with his thrusts. The tightness and wicked itch built in his cock with every stroke into the hot grip of her pussy, and soon enough, he knew there was no holding back any longer.

"Do it," she whimpered, sensing he was at the point of no return.

Rod jerked free with a growl and barely managed to wrap a hand around his cock before the first spurt erupted, splattering her breasts. Not even bothering to stroke, he just held his cock tight and sprayed sticky streams of cum all over her tummy and tits. His chin dropped to his chest when he was spent, the last few dribbles of semen falling onto her folds.

Brain barely functioning, he watched her smoothing his cum into her skin. She was talking to him and the camera, but his brain simply wouldn't process the words. She sat up and waved at the camera, then pulled up his pants and grabbed his hand to lead him back inside.

Rodney fell onto the bed and groaned as Jill stood nearby, alternately chuckling and moaning. Watch was grinning and shaking his head as he followed them in, carrying both the camera and her discarded dress.

Jill sat down on the bed and closed her eyes, a shiver running through her. "God, that was hot."

"Uh huh," Rodney weakly agreed.

"I'm going to go take a shower," she said, and then leaned in to kiss him. He found that he wasn't even remotely thinking about her having his cock in her mouth not so long ago as their tongues danced over each other.

Watch flopped down on the other bed as Jill strutted to the bathroom. "Persuasive, isn't she?"

"Yeah," he admitted, now feeling a little embarrassment as he realized Watch had been a couple of feet away filming the whole time.

"Got to work tomorrow?"

"Yeah. Man, I don't want to go in, let alone go back to class Monday."

"You'll probably be glad for the time to recover. She can't get enough once she gets going. She'll drain you dry."

"You're not..." Rod trailed off, not really sure how to say what he wanted to ask.

"Relax. I don't have a problem. Like she said, we're just fuck buddies. It's about time you got over being down on yourself — and that whole virginity problem. Pretty much solved that one, eh?"

He couldn't help but laugh. "I think so."

"Crashing out here again tonight?"

After a moment of consideration, he said, "Yeah. I guess so. I should probably head home in the morning for a while though."

"Keep the family from freaking out?"

"Yeah."

"I'll drive you, and break it to her. She can be a bit clingy — especially because she knows we're heading home next weekend."

A tone sounded from Rodney's phone and he pulled it out of his pocket, realizing that it very well could have bounced off the balcony while his pants were around his knees earlier. Not surprisingly, he saw a message from his mother wondering where he was.

Jill wasn't the only one who was a little clingy.

****

Rodney walked back down to his room after an early supper. Work had been as frustrating as usual, and convincing his mother that he wasn't setting himself up to be kidnapped by strange internet people hadn't been easy. Eventually, she'd given in, but only after demanding that he check in more often.

He picked up his phone — which was forbidden at the dinner table — and saw a text message from Watch waiting for him. "Coming back to the hotel? I'll pick you up."

"Sure. When?" he replied.

"About fifteen minutes. Everything cool?"

He knew the drive from the hotel was far longer than that, so he wondered where they were. He shrugged it off and replied, "Yeah. Mom's not freaking out any more."

"See you soon, then."

It was only about twelve minutes later when Rodney got another text that his ride was waiting just down the block. Grabbing a bag he'd packed with a few things, he tossed it over his shoulder and headed out the back door. Luck was with him, and his mother either didn't notice his departure, or chose not to deliver another lecture before he left.

Rodney spotted the rental car, and grinned when he saw Jill climb out of the passenger side. She was wearing a red spaghetti-strap top that really showed off her tits, and a short skirt. As he picked up the pace a little, she closed the front door and opened the back instead. Before climbing in and scooting across, she waved for him to follow.

Watch affected an outrageous, stereotypical butler voice as Rod climbed in. "Are we ready to depart then, milady?"

"Just drive, you goof," Jill said, and then promptly pulled Rodney in for a tongue-wrangling kiss before he could even get his seatbelt on. "I missed you," she said as their lips parted.

"Missed you, too," he said, feeling light-headed from the kiss.

"We were helping out Wendy from the site. Know her? Redhead who always wears pigtails and tartan skirts?"

Rod shook his head.

"She's pretty new. Her feed was really dark and grainy, so we helped her out with lighting and the settings on her cam. It looks great now. Going to do some shoots with her before we leave."

"I've got some shots for her," Watch said, and then growled.

Jill rolled her eyes. "He's all excited because she wants some messy facial pictures to put on her website."

"Pigtails make great handles."

"And he has a ginger fetish," Jill teased.

"Ain't gonna deny it," Watch admitted as he hit the on-ramp to the highway.

"So, how was work?" Jill asked. Her hand glided up and down his leg the whole while.

Rodney offered a grunt. "It was work. About as annoying as usual." The car accelerated to highway speed, and Rodney noticed a truck pulling up alongside as they cleared the ramp.

"Somebody likes the scenery," Watch said with a chuckle.

A closer look at the truck revealed a guy about his age leaning out the passenger window, obviously saying something, although it was inaudible due to the rolled-up windows of the car and the truck's loud engine. His gestures left little doubt that he was talking about Jill's breasts, though.

Jill chuckled and turned toward the window. "You like these?" she asked, cupping her breasts in her hands.

The guy immediately mimed lifting his shirt.

"Here it comes," Watch predicted.

Jill laughed. Without the slightest hesitation, she lifted her top and let her breasts tumble free.

Rodney glanced back, seeing the nearest traffic was quite some distance behind. When he looked back toward the truck, he saw the driver leaning forward for a look, while the passenger snapped a picture with his cell phone. The guy in the passenger seat then pointed down toward his crotch.

Jill moaned. "Don't mind if I do, but you're not the one getting lucky."

"Oh boy," Rodney said when she turned toward him, bare-breasted and wearing a mischievous grin.

Her seatbelt popped open, immediately followed by his. He looked up as she unbuttoned his pants to see the passenger in the truck talking to the driver. They were both leaning toward the passenger window when Jill pulled Rodney's cock out.

Rodney's head thumped back against the seat and he groaned as Jill wrapped her hot lips around him. Outside the window, he saw a thumbs-up from the other vehicle, followed by a mime of putting his hands on the back of her head.

Feeling strangely excited and proud that the two guys were watching a hot woman suck him off, he followed the offered suggestion. Jill moaned around him as his hands worked in time with her bobbing head.

She wasn't playing around, either. She sucked him hard and fast, popping and slurping sounds accompanying her efforts. Every so often, a croak would join in when they hit a bump in the road or Rodney's growing excitement caused his cock to slip deeper, tickling her throat.

He alternated between watching her and the audience she was playing for, squeezing her breasts and tweaking her nipples all the while. The truck kept perfect pace, and he saw a gesture asking him to lift up her skirt. Caught up in the moment, he grabbed the cloth and flipped it up to reveal that she wasn't wearing panties.

Far from bothered, Jill instead lifted up on her knees a little, giving them an even better view. When the passenger in the truck mimed a spank, he went right along with that suggestion as well. Jill let out a surprised yelp, her breath hot on his saliva-slick cock, but then moaned and took him right back in. A few seconds later, he could see her reaching between her legs to tease her folds, never missing a beat.

At that point, the tickle in the head of his cock spread rapidly down the shaft. Rodney's eyes closed, and his fingers entwined in her hair. Jill moaned with every stroke of her lips, the pitch steadily increasing until he grunted and exploded in her mouth.

Rodney twitched and groaned as Jill's hot mouth drained him dry. Before he grew too sensitive, she let him slip free of her lips. After a twitch of her eyebrows, she turned toward the window.

A faint reflection in the window let him see her open her mouth, showing the cum pooled there. Then she swallowed while pushing her breasts together and opened her mouth again.

"They're about to get pissed," Watch said.

The driver of the truck didn't react quickly enough when Watch hit an exit, and the two vehicles veered apart. Jill offered her signature wave, then turned back around. She smiled, licked her lips, and said, "Nummies."

"Well, there's road-head off the list. Or does it count if he's not driving?" Watch asked.

"It counts," Jill answered, while pulling her top back into place. "First again," she said in a sing-song voice.

Rodney chuckled as he fumbled to pull up his pants and underwear from where she'd bunched them underneath his butt.

"You liked having them watch, didn't you? You surprised me when you pulled my skirt up and spanked me, but I liked it."

Watch said, "What's not to like about having somebody see you getting head from a hottie? Am I right?"

"Right," Rodney agreed.

"Feeling nice and relaxed now?" Jill asked as she put back on her seatbelt.

"Yep."

She chuckled, and then asked another question. "Do you like Olive Garden?"

Taken aback by the abrupt change in conversation, Rod answered, "Yeah. We don't go out to eat very often, though, and I feel weird going in there by myself."

"It's Denise's favorite place to eat."

"How do you know that?"

"I linked up from her Facebook to her Pintrest and Instagram. Go on, get out your phone and ask her out tonight."

"I'm kind of broke right now," he admitted.

"We'll cover it. Hmm... Jeff, go by the rental place, too. We'll need this one, so we'll have to get him a car to pick her up in."

"I haven't even asked her yet," Rodney said as he pulled out his phone.

Jill winked. "She'll say yes. I have a feeling." Then she put her hands on her hips and said, "Either start dialing, or I will."

Though nervous, he found it wasn't nearly as stomach-turning to make the call as it had been the first time. When she answered, he said, "Hey, Denise."

"Hey, Rodney. What's up?"

He smiled — pleasantly surprised that she sounded glad he'd called. Jill gestured for him to move it along in his peripheral vision.

"I was wondering if you might like to go out to Olive Garden tonight."

"I love Olive Garden. Your treat again?"

"Yeah."

"I'd love to. When do you want to go?"

Taking the cue from Jill holding up fingers, he said, "How about I pick you up at eight?"

"Great. At the dorm?"

"Yeah."

"I'll see you at eight, then. Don't be late."

"See you at eight. Bye."

"Bye."

"Told you," Jill said as he ended the call. Then she turned toward Watch and asked, "How long until we get to the rental place?"

"Probably fifteen minutes. Maybe a little more if we hit traffic."

"Plenty of time to have a snack before dinner," Jill said while unbuckling her seatbelt again.

Rod was quick to pop his open as well, and he dived between her legs as soon as she flipped up the front of her skirt.

****

Rod's wild ride is a bit more literal this time, eh? As always, please vote, and drop a comment or a favorite, if you're of a mind to. It's the feedback that keeps me coming back for more.



Jackin' Jill Ch. 04



Rodney pulled up in front of the dorm, his stomach doing flip-flops. Jill had carefully selected his rental car, leaning toward the higher end without crossing the line to a sports car or luxury model. His outfit had likewise been chosen to edge toward the popular styles without contrasting too much with his normal, comfortable mode of dress. Despite Jill and Watch both giving him seals of approval, he was still worried that he looked like a nerd masquerading as one of the cool kids.

You can do this. Don't puke, he thought. After a deep breath, he opened the car door and climbed out.

Denise appeared almost immediately at the front of the dorm and headed toward him. "Is that yours?" she asked as soon as she was within earshot.

"Nah, it's a rental," he answered, drinking in the sight of her in Capri pants and a sleeveless top — her blonde hair rustling in the wind. After a second or two of staring with a silly grin on his face, he remembered to walk to the other side of the car.

"That looks really good on you," he said when she reached him and he opened the car door, as Jill had suggested.

Her grin widened when he opened the door. "Thanks." She reached out and ran her finger up his shirt. "This is new, isn't it? I like it."

"Yeah. Thanks. So, ready to go?"

"Mmm hmm. I'm starving."

She sat down and Rodney closed her door before crossing back to his.

"I love new car smell," she said, and then laughed as he climbed in.

"Yeah, it's always a bummer when it fades." He started the car and checked behind him for traffic before pulling out.

"So, when you met your friend from online, how did you do it?"

Coming out of the blue as it had, Rod wasn't quite ready for the question. "Huh? Oh. Well, he said that he was going to be in Galveston, so I suggested a Tex-Mex place we could meet up at."

Denise nodded. "I guess somewhere public is a good idea."

"I wasn't really thinking about that, but yeah, it's probably a good idea. Thinking about meeting someone from online?"

"Mmm hmm. I'm nervous, though."

"Probably different for a girl, I guess," he said, praying that this friend wasn't a guy.

"I'm not really worried about her being crazy or anything."

Yes! One prayer answered.

"I'm just... I don't know. I'm worried that it will be different in person."

"Do you talk to her a lot online?"

"All the time."

"Don't worry about it then. As long as you're being honest with each other, it's only better in person."

She looked over at him and flashed a grin that made him want to melt in the seat. "Well, I know I am. Honest, that is."

"There you go."

"I need to think about it some more, but thanks. It's not quite as scary since I know you've done it and everything turned out okay."

Okay doesn't even begin to describe it, he thought as he flipped on his turn signal. "No problem."

She moaned when they turned into the parking lot. "It's been too long since I've been here. I don't like coming here alone. It feels weird."

Rod chuckled. "I'm the same way."

"Thanks for asking me."

"Thanks for coming out with me." He found a parking space and shut off the car.

"You can get my door again, if you want," she said, still sporting a radiant smile.

"Coming right up."

****

Rodney was still chuckling from the last story Denise had related about two girls in a virtual cat-fight on Facebook when he parked in front of her dorm. The entire evening had been filled with such stories, once she sparked the back and forth with one. The only thing Rod lamented was that his best stories were ones he couldn't tell, because they arose in Jill's chat room.

Once again, he got out to open the door for her. Jill had suggested that he go with full-on chivalry, and it appeared that whatever research she had done to come to that conclusion was spot on. Denise never failed to flash him a smile every time he opened a door, pulled out a chair, or stood up when she left the table for the restroom.

Denise climbed out of the car and stood close to him — well within the personal space bubble he'd once assumed was a perfect forcefield for repelling females of the species. "I had a really good time tonight," she said, wearing her heart-stopping smile.

"Me too. I think I ate too much, though."

She giggled and nodded. "Mmm hmm. It was just so good, though."

With her standing so close, the newfound confidence he'd acquired since meeting Jill almost made him lean in for a kiss. He certainly wanted to, but second-guesses kept him from following through. In order to break what was close to becoming an uncomfortable silence, he said, "So, I guess I'll see you in class tomorrow."

Denise bit her lower lip for a moment and said, "Actually, could you take notes for me? I think I'm going to go meet someone tomorrow before I lose my nerve."

"Sure. Don't worry. I bet you'll have a blast."

"I hope so. I'd hate to break such a run of good luck."

Rodney's heart nearly jumped out of his chest when she slipped a hand behind his back and lifted up on her toes. He melted into the brief, but incredible kiss, feeling as if he was hovering several inches off the ground.

"Send me a text tomorrow when you get out of class for the day?" she asked as their lips parted.

"Sure thing."

Denise giggled again, a little color flooding her cheeks. "Okay. Bye. Don't forget."

"I won't. Bye."

She turned and walked toward the dorm, leaving Rod watching her and trying to process the reality of the kiss. She looked back over her shoulder after a few steps, smiled, and waved before continuing on. He stood rooted to the spot until she vanished inside, and then finally returned to the driver's side of the car, fighting off the urge to dance all the way.

Sitting in the car, he finally checked several text messages that had come through on his phone while they were at the restaurant. As he expected, they were all from Jill, asking how the evening was going and growing more impatient with each message.

He quickly typed a reply to the last one. "Just dropped her off. It went great."

In an example of how quickly she could text, a tone sounded from his phone with her response moments later. "Did you get a kiss?"

Cheeks burning, he typed back, "Yes."

"Oh my! Get back here. Now! Be careful, though."

"I will. On my way."

With that, he started the car and began the long drive back to the hotel.

****

"Yeah, buddy," Watch said as soon as he opened the hotel room door, and held up a fist.

Rod bumped it and chuckled as he walked in. Jill closed a window on her laptop and spun around to say, "Okay. Spill!"

Climbing into the bed next to her and accepting the beer Watch held out to him, Rodney launched into the story. Jill guided the tale by asking questions all the way through, helping him to remember a few things that he'd only noticed in passing.

"And, that's when she kissed me," he finished.

Jill shivered and moaned. "Was it a good kiss?"

"Incredible."

"Better than mine?"

Rod's mouth dropped open. He had no idea how to respond to that.

Jill broke out into laughter. "I'm just teasing. She doesn't know how lucky she is yet, but she's obviously figuring it out."

Watch jumped in with, "Told you that you just needed to loosen up. I could tell that she was into you when I saw you walking back from the movies the other night."

"And I told you she'd swoon when you started opening doors for her," Jill added.

"How did you know that, anyway?" Rodney asked.

Jill winked. "I have my ways."

Rodney lay back on the bed and sighed. "I can hardly believe it's real. It seems more like a dream than reality."

"Oh, it's real," Jill said, and then reached out to trace her finger over his crotch. "And you know what else? I'm really horny."

Rod groaned, hardening instantly from her touch.

"There are still a couple of firsts I haven't claimed yet. Want to check one off the list?"

"Like what?"

Jill quickly swung a leg over Rodney's body to straddle him and dipped down for a long, hungry kiss. Gyrating atop him, she asked, "Do you want to fuck my tight little ass, baby?"

"Oh yeah," he answered while squeezing her tits.

She let out a sexy growl, and then kissed him again. "Let me go get cleaned up and changed. Help Jeff set up the lights."

Rodney shook his head as he sat up, realizing that he wasn't even remotely worried about fucking her on camera. He was even excited, knowing that there would be guys everywhere jealous of him when they saw the video. Watch tossed him a tripod and Rod slid off the bed to set it up.

After a few minutes, they had everything in place and ready to go around the bed. Rod was already rock hard, but when Jill stepped out of the bathroom and asked, "What do you think?" he really started throbbing.

She was wearing a lacy white bustier with half cups, so it only supported her breasts and did virtually nothing to cover them. Below that, she had on matching stockings supported by a garter belt — and nothing else.

"Whoa," Rod breathed, a wide grin spreading across his face.

"Damn," Watch agreed. "That is fucking hot, babe."

Jill chuckled and walked toward the bed. "And this isn't all I bought today. I went a little crazy when Gina showed me this place."

"Bet you make it all up in privates within two days," Rod said as she stepped up next to him and squeezed his hard-on through his jeans.

"Sooner than that. I got everything half price because Gina and I posed for pictures in everything we bought, for the owner to use on his website. He saw me holding this up in front of me and his jaw hit the floor. I'll probably go back and stock up before we leave."

"Cha-ching," Watch said before breaking out into a laugh.

Jill leaned in closer and traced a finger down Rod's chest without releasing his cock. "So, do you think you might be able to handle Jeff working one of the cameras while we play?"

Even he was surprised when he answered, "Sure," without the slightest hesitation.

"Oh my, oh my," she moaned, and then licked her lips. "So get nekkid. You'll know when I'm ready for you."

Rodney sat down in a chair to pull off his shoes, and then went to work on the rest of his clothes. Jill climbed up on the bed and coordinated with Watch to make adjustments to the lights and cameras. Once they were both satisfied, she rose up onto her knees at the head of the bed and gave a nod.

"Hey everybody! Guess what? I got some new naughty things. Want to see?"

She paused for a moment, and Rod looked at the laptop situated near the foot of the bed. His friend was zooming out from a close-up of her face to show off her body.

She let out a theatrical gasp as the slow widening of the view revealed her prominently displayed breasts. "Boobies!"

She laughed and swayed back and forth while the camera continued to pull away, until she was fully visible on the screen.

"This actually came with crotchless panties, but what's the point of that? May as well not wear any at all." She reached down to part her nether lips and arched her back — moaning.

"I think I'll wear this on my first day back on cam after vacation, so you all better be ready to chase off the lame beggars. As soon as one of them sees tits, ass, and pussy in free chat, they're going to come out of the woodwork."

Jill turned around and dropped down onto her elbows, giving an even better view of her folds and showing off her bare ass. Rod's cock throbbed like mad, because he knew that before long, it was going to be deep inside that sexy ass.

"I get so turned on when I'm wearing something new and naughty." She rolled over onto her back and demonstrated that by tickling her folds with her fingertips. Rod could see shimmers from the lights between her nether lips — evidence of how wet she was.

"Mmm, this isn't enough," Jill said while giving her clit a few quick, circular rubs. "I guess it's a good thing I got myself a treat while I was out buying this treat for all of you."

Rod's curiosity piqued as she rolled over to reach beneath the bed. When she came back up, he recognized the Hitachi Magic Wand because he'd researched it after hearing about it on chat.

"I know a bunch of you have been suggesting one of these, so I got one. I couldn't resist getting the rabbit attachment for it, and I think it's going to be perfect for what I have planned for today. You don't know how hard it was to resist trying this out, but I haven't even turned it on yet. I wanted you to see the first time."

Jill flipped the switch and her eyes shot wide open. She held her palm against the phallic part of the attachment and let out a broken moan. "Oh. My. God. This is almost as strong as a sybian. And no batteries to go dead on me at just the wrong moment, either."

The high-pitched hum of the toy died down when she turned it off. "I know I'm going to love this, but guess what? It's only the gravy for the meat course."

As she'd told him, Rod knew his cue when he heard it. Erection bobbing, he took the few steps to the side of the bed and climbed in.

"Mmm, see how hard he is for me?" Jill said as she reached out to stroke his cock. "I bet you're wondering what I'm going to do with it, huh?" She held up the wand with her other hand. "There's a part to go in my pussy, and one to tickle my clitty, so what do I do with this big, hard cock?" She paused for a moment and then said, "He's going to stuff it in my tight little ass, and you get to watch."

Jill sat the toy down on the bed and leaned over to the bedside table. Out came a bottle of lube, which she popped open and held over his cock.

Rod stiffened and gasped as the cool liquid drizzled over him, prompting a laugh from Jill. "I know it's chilly, but we have to get you nice and slippery." Before the lube could dribble down to his balls, she wrapped her hand around his cock and spread it over his shaft. A second squeeze of the bottle and more stroking left him covered in a thick glaze.

Jill handed him the bottle and turned around to face away from the camera. She lowered her face to the pillow, reached back, and spread her ass cheeks wide. "Now me."

Rod saw Watch flip on the other, stationary camera before moving to the foot of the bed with the one he held. Rod took aim at the puckered iris of her ass and squeezed.

Jill let out a yelp and jumped. She had a shiver in her voice when she said, "Oh, that's colder than I thought. Push it in with your finger."

His eyes widened when he felt the resistance to his finger, despite the large pool of lube. With her ass so tight around that single digit, he wondered how in the world he could possibly force his cock inside her. After several more applications of lube, she nodded her head.

"I'm all nice and slippery now. Mmm... Do you have your cocks out? You'd better. Squeeze them nice and hard and pretend you're fucking my tight little Milf ass too. Are you ready to fuck my ass, baby?"

"Yeah," Rod answered, moving in behind her.

"Oh! I almost forgot." She giggled and grabbed the pillows, situating them beneath her. After a few adjustments, they provided a perfect platform for her to rest the wand on, and she slid the silicone phallus into her canal.

"There. Now I'm ready. Go slow. You're going to have to push hard at first. Hold it right behind the head."

Though he felt as if he was as hard as a steel bar, her suggestion proved useful, because his shaft tried to bend as he pushed against her forbidden entrance. Holding it still, he pushed harder and gasped as the head popped into her ass.

"Oh! Mmm, it's been a while since I've done this. God, it feels huge. I love it. More."

Though she still felt incredibly tight, it was far easier to feed his cock into her than it had been to pass the initial resistance. In addition to the tightness, her ass had a far different texture than her pussy, but it still felt incredible. Inch after inch, he sank into her back door.

"Ohhh, he's so deep. So deep in my tight little ass. I'm so full. Does it feel good?"

"So tight," Rodney grunted, and then groaned as his balls tapped against her nether lips.

"Ah! Oh, that whole big, hard cock is stuffed in my ass. It feels so good. Give it to me, baby. Fuck my ass."

Rodney started and Jill squealed when she flipped on the magic wand. He could feel the powerful vibrations running through her body, tickling his buried member as he withdrew, and then thrust again.

Jill looked back at him. "That's it. Fuck me, baby." She then turned her attention to the camera. "He's fucking my ass so good, and my new toy is setting my pussy on fire. Stroke your cocks. I want you all to come too. I want to imagine every one of you spraying me with cum — covering me in it from head to toe."

Rod picked up the pace, grunting with effort every time he forced his cock into her ass. It felt hotter than her pussy, and there was certainly more friction. After only a few strokes, he pulled back just a little too far. It felt as if she was squirting him out when he slipped free.

"Some more lube before you put it back, but hurry."

Rod snatched up the lube bottle from where he'd dropped it. Once again, she spread her cheeks wide, revealing that she was gaping from his girth inside her. She squealed loud and long into the covers as the cool liquid streamed into her ass. After a generous amount had dripped inside her and welled up into a pool that ran down the cleft between her cheeks, he put the bottle down.

Jill let out an animalistic growl as he buried his cock inside her once more. It was easier this time, and a quiet clap sounded when his legs collided with her butt.

"Give it to me! Oh my god!"

Rodney pumped his hips, nearly slipping out again after a few strokes. He gauged the next near-slip and finally found the proper rhythm to stay inside her. Jill grunted from every deep penetration, her face flushed red and her expression tight. When he picked up the pace, her grunts began to mingle with yelps that transformed into noisy, high-pitched gasps.

Gnashing his teeth, Rod fought against the itch already building in his cock. Despite the struggle, he kept up the pressure, fucking her hard and fast. Jill continued to cry out, occasionally encouraging him with a few broken words. All the recent practice served him well, but the vibrations were adding a whole new dimension to the sensation of taking her ass, threatening to push him over the edge.

Jill was ahead of him.

"Oh m-my g-g-g-god," she cried out, and then loosed a scream as orgasm ripped through her.

Rod froze in place and let out a surprised grunt when her ass tightened around him. The shock only stopped him for a moment, though. He was too close, and passion-fueled strength allowed him to push through her resistance as she climaxed.

Jill squealed and yelped, clawing at the bedclothes and thrashing as she came, pushed to new plateaus by Rodney's continued thrusting. His balls tightened. The itch in his cock rushed from the head down his shaft. His heart pounded in his ears. And then he was there.

"Ah fuck," he cried out as he slammed his hips home.

"Yes! I feel..." The rest was lost in a loud shriek as another wave of orgasmic energy crashed through her.

Rodney growled with every hard ejaculation, pumping her ass full of cum. Jill whimpered into the covers, a trembling, uncoordinated hand reaching beneath her to shut off the magic wand. The tight squeeze was too much, and he jerked free, causing Jill to suck in a ragged gasp. A final, fitful spurt shot from him at the last moment, spattering on her butt as he sat down hard to pant for breath. More trickled down his still pulsing cock as he watched her knees spread a little farther apart and the first dribble crept from her gaped ass.




Jackin' Jill Ch. 04



"Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god," Jill whimpered over and over, still muffled by the covers. A violent tremble shook her and she yelped.

Seeing movement in his peripheral vision, Rod looked over to see Watch waving, trying to get Jill's attention. Finally, he resorted to tapping her on the foot.

She looked back, her face still bright red, and a weak chuckle escaped her. "Oh, I forgot the camera was on." She lifted up a little, her arms trembling. "Look at all his cum dripping out of my poor little butt. Mmm... It hurts so good. I love it when a man comes in my ass. I can feel every little squirt — really feel it. It's so hot in my ass, and I can feel it trying to get out."

A barely audible flatulent sound accompanied a large dollop of cum welling up from her ass. It tenaciously clung to her right butt cheek after dripping free, following the curve for an inch or two before falling to the covers below.

"I hope you all came too. God knows I did. Hard. Bye bye for now. Kisses wherever you want them." She gave a weary approximation of her usual wave, and then fell face-first into the covers again.

Watch laughed. "I have got to leave that last collapse in there. Too perfect."

Rod couldn't be sure, because the words were almost completely swallowed by the comforter, but the response to that sounded like, "Fuck you."

Watch laughed again while going over to shut off the stationary camera. He bent down into the mini fridge, pulling out a bottle of water and a beer. He passed Rodney the beer before opening the water bottle and sitting it on the night stand.

Rod braced his back against the footboard and opened the beer, his still-sensitive cock twitching at the sight of his cum trickling from Jill's ass.

She rolled over upon hearing the can open and breathed out, "Whoo! I need a drink." When Watch gestured toward the already prepared bottle, she smiled and scooted up against the headboard.

Once she'd caught her breath and drained half the bottle of water, she asked, "I didn't make a mess, did I?"

"Not like that — no," Watch answered. He then pointed at the cum-spatters on the comforter and the large wet spot on the stacked pillows. "But I'm calling dibs on the other bed for tonight right now."

They all laughed.

****

Rod climbed in the car after class and whipped out his phone to keep the promise he'd made to Denise. After tapping out a message asking how it was going, he waited for a reply before leaving. He wasn't really looking forward to heading home to hit the books in the first place, and wanted to make sure he could reply as soon as possible when she answered him.

It took five minutes or so, but his phone finally beeped. He had to smile when he saw, "Wonderful. Thanks for talking me into taking the plunge. Busy, but I'll call you later. Okay?"

"That's great. Have fun!" he typed back, and then started the car.

Another message came in before he could put the car in gear.

"Oh, I am," it read, followed by a winking emoticon.

A second beep announced a message from Watch. "How was that drive? Still conscious?"

"Barely. Glad I don't have that early of a class again until Thursday."

"Know how that goes. Been fishing on the ocean and had a blast. Get some rest."

"LOL, need it," Rod texted back, and finally put the car in gear.

Though his mother gave him a curious look when he walked in, she didn't ask about the rental car, which was a relief. A nap before dinner took the edge off his exhaustion, and he managed to get back up to speed with his classes at around midnight.

He was about to hit the shower and go to bed when a text from Jill popped up on his phone. "Still awake?"

Rod tapped a reply. "Barely. Long day."

"Wonderful day here. Just got to be someone's first at girly sex. Yum!"

"Too bad I missed it."

"Live maybe, but you'll get to see the video."

Rod grinned. "Can't wait."

"Me either. Talked to Denise today?"

"Texted her earlier. Said she was having a wonderful time."

"You should ask her out again."

Pleasantly surprised by how little the thought made his stomach do flip-flops — a stark contrast to how he would have felt only a few days earlier — he responded, "Where?"

"Oh, come on now. Time to take off the training wheels."

He thought about it for a moment and typed, "I guess I could ask her if there's somewhere she'd like to go."

"There you go. Perfect!"

"I'll ask her at class tomorrow."

"Now!"

He chuckled and responded, "It's after midnight."

"So text her first. I need to go get in the shower. Gave Jeff a surprise when he got back, and I'm all sticky. Night night, and I won't be disappointed if you're thinking about her instead of me."

"Night night," he responded, and then did as Jill had suggested, sending a text to Denise. "Still awake?"

"Wide awake. Call me?"

Rodney pulled her number from his contact list and hit send. She started talking without the preamble of a hello. "Oh my god, I'm so glad you talked me into this."

A wide smile on his face, he said, "Glad you had a good time. I knew you would."

"I needed this so much. I've had such a horrible run of luck lately that I was turning into a recluse. I've been out of the dorm more in the last few days than I have in months."

Rod was surprised by his own words when he said, "Well, we could always go out tomorrow. Keep the streak going?"

"I'd love to. Where?"

"Anything is fine with me. What would you like to do?"

Denise let out a nervous chuckle. "You're going to think it's ridiculous."

"No. Tell me."

"I've always wanted to have a picnic in the park."

"I've got the picnic basket. It sounds like fun."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Mom and Dad used to take us out on picnics all the time."

"It's a date, then." She yawned, and after a giggle, she said, "Okay, maybe I'm not so wide awake after all."

He chuckled and said, "I'm pretty beat too."

"I'll let you go to bed, then. See you in class."

"See you tomorrow. Bye."

"Bye."

Rodney sat down his phone and pushed on his cheeks, which were feeling weird from grinning so much. Fighting down the urge to whistle, he headed for the bath, and then bed.

Even if Jill hadn't given him permission, he doubted that there was any way he could have avoided thinking about Denise before he drifted off into a spent, satisfied slumber.

****

Rod grinned as Denise waved and hurried toward him when they both finished their last class of the day. She looked incredible in her pink top and denim shorts.

"So, when are we going?"

A text to Jill had made all the arrangements. "I've got a room in town. Just need to get things out of the fridge there."

"Great. Let's go."

Denise took his hand in hers and nodded for him to lead the way to the car. He noticed more than a few surprised glances — and even a double-take or two — as they walked through the halls. Despite her recent break from the social scene, she was popular and he didn't fit people's expectations of someone she would date.

He still had trouble believing it himself. The attention was embarrassing and thrilling at the same time.

"So, why do you have a room in town? You don't live that far away, do you?"

He shook his head. "Closer to school and where my online friend is staying."

"That was a good idea."

"Yeah. Especially nice when we stay up too late and I have class the next morning."

"Tell me about it. If I hadn't had an hour to nap today, I'd be like a zombie."

Rod chuckled, opened the car door for her, and then crossed over to take his seat behind the wheel. She was looking into the back seat when he sat down.

She sounded almost giddy when she remarked, "You even have a red and white checked blanket."

"Yeah, Mom was determined to make our picnics like something straight out of when she was a kid." His phone rang and he groaned as he looked at the display. "Speak of the devil..."

Denise smiled and waved her hand at the phone. "Go ahead."

"Hey, Mom," he answered.

"Are you coming home for dinner?"

"No, I'm getting ready to go do something."

"Rodney, are you doing drugs?"

Caught completely off-guard, his mouth dropped open and he pulled the phone away from his ear for a moment to stare at it in stunned bewilderment. "No. Jesus, Mom."

"Well, you're just acting so strange. You're staying out all night, and there's that car, and you're being so secretive."

In no mood to have that conversation, he latched onto the first thing that popped into his head. "Look, Mom. I need to go because I'm going on a date."

"Don't lie to me, young man. We're going to—"

"I am going on a date. Or trying to, anyway."

"She doesn't believe you?" Denise asked, and then giggled.

His mother had started to say something, but the sound of Denise's voice had apparently reached her. "W-who was that?"

"Denise. Can I go now, Mom?"

"I... You're going on a date. William, Rodney is going on a date. Yes, with a girl."

"Mom. Mom," Rodney called out, interrupting the conversation with his father. "I'm going now — okay?"

"Oh, yes. You should bring her by to meet us. Is she pretty?"

"Goodbye, Mom."

"Oh, okay. Goodbye, honey. I love you."

"Love you too."

Rodney breathed a sigh of relief as he hit the end button. Embarrassed, he looked over at Denise to apologize.

She had other ideas, and had already leaned across the center console. She kissed him on the cheek and said, "Moms, huh?"

"Sorry about that."

"Mine is the same way. Don't worry about it. Sorry for laughing. I couldn't help it."

Rod chuckled and shrugged his shoulders. "No problem. So, ready to go?"

She smiled, nodded, and clicked her seatbelt. A second later, they were on their way.

****

After the embarrassing phone call from his mother, everything else that had made him feel nervous around Denise had paled in comparison. They chatted as they ate, discovering even more common interests with every passing moment. About the only place they really diverged were their generally opposite ends of the social spectrum. The time had simply flown by, and Rodney almost forgot that he was on a date until they put the food away and she moved in closer to hold his hand and lean against him.

Denise let out a soft, contented sigh. "This was perfect. I had so much fun."

"Me too."

"I'm so glad you asked me out. I always thought you were kind of cute, but you were just so shy."

"Really?"

"Mmm hmm. I was too much of a party-girl to seriously think about it, though. It was probably my common sense telling me to get away from the jerks I was hanging out with, but I wasn't listening. I was so surprised when you called, and even more surprised by how... By how good it made me feel."

"Really?" Rodney said, and immediately felt his face warming because he'd said the exact same thing only a moment before.

Denise laughed. "You're still shy, but that's okay." She then leaned in for a kiss.

As with every time before, Rodney felt as if he were floating, his whole body shot through with chills from the touch of her lips.

She laughed as their lips parted, and when his brow furrowed, she nodded off to the side. When he looked, he saw a couple of guys pantomiming him feeling her up.

"Think we have an audience," she said, and rolled her eyes.

He scowled at the two jerks, but Denise cupped his chin in her hand and turned him back to her. "Don't worry about it."

He gave a nod. "Okay. Do you want to go to the movies or something?"

"Actually, I sort of need to tinkle, and I don't really trust the bathrooms here."

"Can't say as I blame you," he said, and then chuckled.

"Your hotel room is close. That would work. We can get out of the heat and figure out what to do with the rest of the day."

"Sounds good," he said, and then stood up, offering his hand to help her rise.

They strolled back to the car hand-in-hand, and made it to the hotel in short order. Rod felt a buzz from his cell as they rode the elevator, but ignored it in favor of holding Denise's hand.

The moment she stepped into the hotel room, Denise hugged her arms around her and said, "Oh my gosh, it's freezing."

Rodney sat the picnic basket down and said, "Yeah. I had to open the window for a while last time. Hotel air-conditioning."

"Could you?" she asked as she pulled her purse off her shoulder and sat it down on the bedside table.

"No problem."

She hurried to the bathroom, and he headed to the window. Once it was open, he pulled out his cell. As expected, the text that had come through in the elevator was from Jill, asking how things were going.

"Great. At the hotel for her to use the bathroom," he replied.

"Oh? At the hotel room, huh?" Jill sent a moment later, punctuating it with a winking smiley face.

"She just needed to use the bathroom," he reiterated in his next text.

"Third date, and she suggests going to your place. I think she has more in mind."

"I wish."

The next reply took a little longer than usual. "Wishes come true sometimes. Call me when you recover."

Rodney looked up at the ceiling and shook his head. Denise walked out as he looked back down, her eyebrows lifting in a silent question.

"Just my online friend being ridiculous," he said as he put the phone back in his pocket.

Denise smiled and crossed the room. When she reached him, she sat down on the bed and gave his hand a tug. He sat down beside her, and she immediately closed the scant distance between them.

"It's still chilly. Warm me up?"

Without waiting for an answer, she slipped a hand behind his back and pressed her lips to his. The kiss started out soft and sweet, just like every other kiss they'd shared, and then he felt her tongue tickle his lips.

The unexpected turn of passion in her kiss would have left him stunned not so long before. Jill had changed that, though. He responded in kind, and she let out a quiet moan.

Her hand stroked his back as the kiss grew more serious by the moment. Their tongues intertwined, and before he knew it, his hand had somehow moved down to her lower back. She shivered, and then moaned again when he let his hand slip even lower.

Caught up in the moment, he sucked in a sharp breath of surprise through his nose when her fingers pulled his shirt tail free of his pants. She wasted no time in sliding her hand beneath the cloth to the bare skin of his back.

Denise suddenly pulled away and gasped, and for a fraction of a second, he panicked. That feeling drained away when she grasped his wrist, pulled it in front of her, and pinched the material of her top between his fingers.

His heart skipped a beat when she said, "I want you."

****

Jill gets what she wants, even when it isn't specifically for her, doesn't she? Stay tuned as Rod flies solo for the first time in the next chapter. Please take a moment to vote, as that's our only compensation as free authors. (Only vote once, though. Multiple votes on the same submission just get erased anyway.) Comments are of course most welcome, and favorites are always a big booster.



Jackin' Jill Ch. 05



Denise glanced down at Rodney's hand, and then lifted her eyebrows.

Snapping out of the momentary trance, he reached out and added his other hand to the first, tugging upward on her top. She raised her arms when the material reached the bottom of her lacy pink bra.

As her top slid over her head, Denise took over and absently tossed it off to the side. The bra was sheer, leaving little of her small, perky breasts to the imagination, while still making him hungry for more. A crooked, sexy smile decorated her face as she reached for the tail of his shirt.

With the back already untucked, it took only a pluck of her fingers to free his shirt from his pants. She wasted no time in pulling it up, and offered a moan as she revealed his chest. The neck of the new shirt briefly resisted her efforts, but she giggled and persevered. His shirt joined hers on the floor next to the bed.

His hands moved seemingly of their own volition to her sides, caressing her soft skin and drawing a moan from her. She reached behind her back, and he saw the band at the bottom of her bra go slack. He slid his hands upward until his thumbs were just below her breasts, and then looked up at her face.

Denise's eyes lit up and her smile widened. She shrugged the straps down off her shoulders, one after the other, drawing his eyes to them with the movement. Then, at last, she slipped her arms out of the straps and fully revealed her breasts to him.

Rosy pink circles surrounded her stiff nipples. The small swells they capped were firm and smooth. They were far different from Jill's larger globes — the only others he'd seen — but just as beautiful.

She gasped and let her head loll back when he cupped them in his palms. Unable to resist, he leaned in and suckled the right one between his lips.

"Uh huh," she whimpered as his lips and tongue tantalized her. "Oh yes."

"Oh my god," he muttered as he switched to her other breast.

"It feels so good."

One hand came to rest on the back of his head and tousled his hair. The other ran up and down his spine. The practice on Jill served him well, and he tried every trick he'd learned with only the briefest of thoughts. Her moans and whimpers let him know it was working.

When he sucked a little harder, her fingers tightened in his hair. Switching breasts and sucking even harder caused her to gasp and pull him toward her. He kept it up until he'd drawn not only her nipple, but also her areola into his lips.

"Yes, just like that," she said in a breathless voice.

Rodney groaned as her hand slid between his legs and brushed against the hidden hardness there. She traced the contour of him, making him throb beneath her fingers.

"Oh my," she whispered as she gave him a squeeze.

He gasped from the touch, letting her nipple escape him. Her fingers uncurled from around him, moving to the button of his pants. While the button popped open and his zipper slid down, he kicked off his shoes.

"Lie down," Denise said.

He reclined and allowed her to pull his legs up on the bed. She took off his socks one after the other, and then tugged on his pants legs. Rodney shoved his pants down to his thighs, allowing her to whip them off. He drew in a deep breath as her fingernails slid up his bare legs, and then over the bulge in his underwear. He sighed in relief as her fingers slipped beneath the waistband and released his cock from its cotton prison.

Denise moaned as she leaned down and turned her head sideways. She was looking directly into his eyes when her tongue slipped out and tickled the ridge around his swollen helmet. A sly grin spread across her face when his cock jumped from the touch, and she did it again.

Grunting with every slippery tease of her tongue, he found it hard to stay still. When he happened to turn toward the window, he saw something through the billowing curtains.

"We forgot about the window. I think there's somebody over there watching," he warned her.

She gave his manhood a far longer stroke of her tongue, and didn't even glance toward the window. "I don't care. Let them watch," she said in a husky voice.

As he'd come to discover with Jill, the thought of someone watching made it all the more exciting.

Denise kissed the head of his cock, and then sat up over her knees again. Her fingers slipped beneath the waist of her panties and pushed. Ever so slowly, she revealed the last of her treasures to his gaze.

First, a triangular-shaped patch of hair emerged. It was a little darker than the hair on her head, and artfully trimmed. Then the cleft emerged from the shadows of the pink cotton, still mostly hidden because her legs were close together.

That changed once the panties reached her thighs, because she parted her legs to allow the cloth to stretch between them. The effect was unbelievably exciting to him, and he found himself sitting up to lean toward her.

A moan escaped her, and she sat back on her bottom. Rodney pulled his knees under him as she reclined, and took over when her panties passed below her knees. The moment he released her ankles from the frilly cotton, she spread her legs wide open.

Her folds were smaller and pinker than Jill's, with fewer crinkles. Her nether lips were baby-smooth, giving him an unfettered view to admire them.

Admiring them lasted only a few moments, though.

A combination of desire and the confidence Jill had instilled in him caused him to drop down onto his hands as soon as her panties fell from his fingers. Denise let out a surprised moan as he moved into the V of her legs.

The first breath of her musk filled his lungs only a fraction of a second before his tongue touched her. He parted her folds with a strong upward stroke that ended at her clit. She felt and tasted different from Jill, but it was just as sweet.

In his peripheral vision, he saw her fingers turn into claws and dig into the sheets. She drew in a ragged, high-pitched gasp. The breath then emerged in a clipped, "Oh yes," of delight.

With an enthusiasm only a man tasting his second pussy ever could muster, but with a skill nurtured under Jill's tutelage, Rodney lapped and sucked her folds. Within a few seconds, she was squirming beneath him.

Between a series of loud whimpers, she cried out, "Oh yes. Oh yes!"

Rodney growled as he locked his lips over her clit. One of her hands snapped to the back of his head, and he could barely see the other pinching her nipple. Her butt lifted off the bed, grinding her pussy into his mouth. He responded by sucking even harder.

She squealed and her fingers tightened in his hair. "Like that. Like that. Oh my god."

A plaintive whimper escaped her when he released her swollen bud. He swirled his tongue over it for a moment, and then gave it another lightning quick suck that made her yelp. He wiggled his tongue over her folds, tasting her sweet nectar, but her fingers tugging on his hair left little doubt where she wanted him.

He had no problem with that.

A quick push of his thumb pressed down on the shaft of her button, exposing it from beneath the hood. He flicked the swollen bud, and her loud whimpers let him know he was on the right course. Using his thumb to massage the shaft, he assaulted her naked clit with gusto.

Her voice rose. The writhing of her body on the bed grew even more pronounced. All the while, he kept up the pressure. Sometimes sucking, sometimes lapping, he never gave her clit a moment's respite.

"Don't st... Don't... Ah! Oh! Oh my g-ah! Ah! Ah!"

Denise loosed a squeal as orgasm ripped through her. Her hips lifted and trembled. Her hands pushed down on the back of his head, grinding his face into her climaxing pussy. She gasped and cried out, sometimes forming sounds that were close to words, but never quite understandable. Rodney was licking through a smile the whole time.

A yelp nearly as loud as her initial cry of orgasm accompanied her pushing on his head and lurching away from his mouth. Her hand fell to the bed, joining the other that was clenched and tenting the bedclothes. Her right leg shook — seemingly beyond her ability to control — as she gasped for breath.

Rodney licked his lips and watched the final throes play out. He caressed her trembling leg and felt it finally go still beneath his fingers. After that, her breathing slowed, and she let out a long, slow groan.

When her eyes fluttered open, he saw her already flushed cheeks grow even darker. She turned away from him and laughed into her hand for a moment before meeting his gaze again to say, "Oh wow."

"You taste so good," he said. "Was that okay?"

"Okay?" she asked, and closed her eyes again. A shiver rippled through her and she continued. "Ohh, that was intense. I haven't come like that in a while."

He could only look down at her wearing a silly grin.

Denise slapped a hand on her leg and chuckled as it began to quiver again. "When I come that hard, it doesn't want to stop. It's like it's possessed. Mmm — kiss me?"

As he leaned over her, Rodney saw that their audience had grown. Now two figures were watching from the balcony across the way. They were soon forgotten as he fell into the kiss. It was soft and sweet, but lingered for far longer than the brief farewell kisses of the last couple of days.

"Mmm. I do taste good," she whispered as their lips parted.

Rod stiffened and gasped as her fingertips unexpectedly brushed his manhood.

She bit her lower lip, and then gestured with her eyes toward the bedside table. "Get my purse?"

"Sure," he said, though he was loathe to pull away from her fingers tickling his cock.

Denise sat up as he turned around to hold out her purse. His heart skipped a beat when she pulled out a condom and dropped her purse over the side of the bed. She scooted closer, pushed on his chest, and he dutifully reclined.

His cock bounced away from his body in a steady, rhythmic dance as she caught the corner of the foil square between her teeth. She slowly ripped the package open, and then pulled out the condom.

Denise gave her hair a flirty flip as she curled her fingers around his erection, standing it straight up. With the tip of the latex sheath pinched between her fingers, she settled it over the head of his cock and began to roll it down.

Rodney throbbed in her grasp and felt a drop of pre-cum bubble up. As soon as the condom reached the base of his shaft, she lifted one knee to straddle him, and moved in for a kiss.

Once again their tongues danced over each other, and they paused only long enough for quick breaths. Rodney held her close when she tried to pull away, giving her one last, deep kiss. A sultry smile decorated her face as she sat up over her knees and scooted backwards.

With her hands braced on her knees, she sank down until her nether lips pressed against his hardness. She rocked her hips forward and back in a sinuous dance, caressing him with her folds, and he groaned from the attention. He saw her glance toward the window, and color blossomed in her cheeks.

Then she looked back down at him and chuckled.

When she lifted up, he could see the latex glistening with her wetness. Never pausing, she reached down to stand his cock up straight and center herself over it.

Rodney grunted, and she gasped as the flared tip popped into her canal. She took a couple of panting breaths, and then sank down farther. She worked her hips, stroking an inch or so of him inside her, and then engulfed him in her warm embrace.

Denise threw her head back as her nether lips wrapped around his root, and said, "Oh, you feel so good."

Despite the condom, she felt like pure heaven to him as well. "So hot," he said as his eyes took in the sight of her impaled on his cock.

She swiveled her hips, stirring him inside her, and let out a long moan. Somewhere beneath that sweet sound, Rodney could hear a man across the way outside yelling something in an encouraging tone. It made him throb all the stronger inside her.

"God, you're so hard," she breathed as she moved faster, putting on a beautiful show for him and the voyeurs.

"And you're so sexy."

"Oh yeah," she gasped, and switched to a forward and back motion with her hips.

Rodney grunted from the increased sensation and reached out to stroke her legs. It seemed to encourage her, and she picked up the pace. Her eyes widened after a few strokes, and she went into a sudden frenzy.

Even though the tug on the backstroke was uncomfortable, Rodney barely noticed. The sight of her riding him with her breasts jiggling was more than enough of a distraction.

"I'm not... hurting you, am I?" she asked without slowing.

"No. I want you to come for me."

"Uh huh," she cried out, and he felt her walls tighten around him. At the same time, she brought two fingers to her clit, matching the frantic pace of her hips.

She switched to bouncing after a few seconds, stroking him. His butt sank down into the mattress and he breathed faster. The sound of her fingers flashing over her clit mingled with her whimpers, and he felt a drop of wetness meandering down his balls.

Denise bounced, thrust, and gyrated atop him with wild abandon. Her features slowly tightened as her cries grew louder. Even with the condom shielding him from the full bliss of her tight pussy wrapped around him, he felt the tickles of a building explosion within him.

She was well ahead of him.

Her face flushed and her mouth dropped open as she somehow found the strength to ride him even harder. Her silent scream turned into a real one as she suddenly froze atop him and exploded into orgasm.

"Oh yeah. Oh yeah," Rodney heard himself say as she trembled and whimpered. Her intimate muscles clamped down on him like a vise. When they relaxed for a moment, she let out a squeal and rocked her hips.

She came and came, drawing out her orgasm with jerky movements of her hips. Rodney was entranced by her, and swelled with pride at the sight of her in perfect ecstasy.

A pained-sounding groan bubbled from her lips as she leaned forward and sank down against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her, feeling her shiver every time his still-buried cock throbbed inside her. He stroked her hair and reveled in it.

After a couple of minutes of him holding her, she moaned, "Oh, Rodney. That was so good."

"I loved it," he said, and then on impulse, gave her a short thrust of his hips.

Her eyes shot open and she gasped. She quaked from the resulting aftershock, and then let out her breath as a chuckling moan.

"I want more, but I don't know if I can take it."

He slid his hands down to her bottom and — amazed at his own confident tone — said, "Only one way to find out."

"Mmm hmm," she agreed as she pushed up from the mattress.

Another spike of lingering pleasure rocked her as she straightened, but she pushed through it to settle onto his cock again. Her first few bounces were short and broken by pants for breath, but the interval between hops shortened with every passing second. As she settled into a rhythm, she sucked her fingers to moisten them, and went to work on her clit.

She was bouncing far more than rocking this time. The difference was profound for Rodney as her canal milked him. He felt the tickle in the head of his cock turn into an itch in short order.

The loss of sensation from the condom wasn't going to save him this time.

Grunts and groans escaped him as he fought the rush toward the eruption his body desired. Denise was no less vocal, raising her voice in whimpers and yelps that jumped in pitch when she dropped down to bury him inside her. Her bottom smacked against his thighs in a quick tattoo, and they both soared toward a crescendo.

The open window had done its work and more. Sweat beaded on Rodney's forehead as he breathed heavily through clenched teeth. Denise's skin glistened as well, making her look all the more sexy.

"Oh god. So close," she squeaked as her face flushed.

Rodney growled as his balls tightened. He was to the point of no return, and there was nothing he could do about it.

She must have seen it in his face. "Are you gonna come?"

Pinching his eyes closed in a last ditch effort to prevent the sexy sight of her from pushing him over the edge, he nodded.

"Oh yes, baby!"

That was it. He lurched just as she dropped down on his cock, ramming his manhood hard into her depths. With a growling roar, he loosed the first blast of cum into the latex sheath.

"Oh yeah. Oh yeah," she cried out in encouragement while continuing to ride him.

Every gasp of air Rodney sucked in emerged as an inarticulate cry. He got tunnel vision as cum continued to surge up his shaft and erupt in powerful spurts. Their sounds of pleasure and the squeaking of the bed dimmed beneath the pounding of his heart in his ears.

But he clearly heard her scream.

Denise fell forward onto the hand not pressed against her throbbing clit as she came. Rod's hands instinctively snapped to her back, pulling her down until her sweat-dampened breasts were pressed against his chest. Locked together in beautiful agony, they trembled and gasped their way through the waves of ecstasy.

He heard it as soon as his senses expanded beyond the almost painful throbbing of his cock. There was no mistaking the sound of applause or the whoops coming from across the way. When he turned to glance out the window, Denise did so as well. An especially strong, hot breeze blew the curtains wide, letting them see the topless men in shorts across the way.

They both laughed, and then gasped as simultaneous aftershocks rocked them.

"Getting... Getting hot now. I wonder why?" Denise said, and then weakly chuckled.

"God, Denise. That was incredible."

"Uh huh. Ohhh, I don't want to, but I need to move."

He gave a brief nod and released her from his embrace. They both cried out when his cock slipped from her depths. After a few seconds to catch her breath, Denise pushed up onto her knees, wearing a beatific, satisfied smile.

She slipped out of the bed, and he followed the sexy sight of her walking toward the window — nude and flushed with post-orgasmic bliss. She closed it to a final shout of, "Ah, come on," from across the way.

"Show's over," she said as she turned. Seeing Rodney smiling and gazing at her through half-lidded eyes, she added, "For them anyway. You can have all the encores you want."

He groaned and shivered from the thought of that as she sauntered back to the bed. When she sat down, she grabbed a couple of tissues.

"Ready for this?" she asked, and then glanced at his slowly softening manhood.

Rod swallowed hard when she didn't wait for an answer.

Still quite sensitive, he stiffened and held his breath while she removed the condom. He had only the briefest respite while she tied the condom off, and then she went to work with the tissues.

He closed his eyes and went limp when she balled up the tissues to drop them into the trash can with the condom. Denise snuggled in next to him, and as soon as he opened his eyes, she moved in for a kiss. Their lips met in a few pecks, and then a soft, lingering caress.

He sucked in a fast breath through his nose when her fingers settled on his cock.

"Sorry," she said as she moved her fingers. "I can't help it."

"It's okay. Still just a little sensitive."

She chuckled and asked, "Could you tell I was nervous?"

"No. Were you?"

"God, yes. It's been a while." She looked away for a moment, and wore a sheepish expression when her eyes met his again. "Especially when I came out of the bathroom. That's why I sort of jumped you before I could change my mind."

"I wasn't expecting it," he admitted.

"And that's one of the things I like about you. I can't remember the last time a guy wasn't pawing at me the first time we went out. Opening doors for me, pulling out my chair..." She paused and let out a sweet sigh. "You made me feel like a queen. I really needed that."




Jackin' Jill Ch. 05



Lost in her eyes, he spoke the words that popped in his head without a moment's hesitation. "You deserve it."

She shivered — her eyes widening and lips parting. Rodney could almost hear Jill saying, "Kiss her, silly!"

So he did.

The kiss was soft and electric. Denise moaned when their lips parted, and reached up to run her fingers through his hair. "You're a little sweaty for some reason," she teased.

"Yeah. A little. You too."

"Think you could get me some water?"

"Yeah. Let me get dressed and I'll run—"

She cut him off with a shake of her head. "No getting dressed. Tap water's fine. There's cups over there."

A silent chuckle shook him and he said, "Okay."

Her eyes followed him as he sat up, slipped out of the bed, grabbed the cups, and headed to the bathroom. He glanced back toward the bed before entering the bathroom, and saw her admiring his butt.

Face red, he filled a cup for each of them and walked back out. Her eyes dropped to his dangling manhood, and then lifted to his face. When their gaze met, she twitched her eyebrows and licked her lips.

He sloshed a little water out of the cups when his body reacted to that sexy vision.

Denise chuckled and sat up with her back against the headboard. She took her cup when he held it out to her, and drank as he sat down.

"Whew, I needed that," she said after several swallows.

"Mmm hmm," he hummed as he drank.

They both finished their water, and Rodney asked, "Do you want some more?"

Her voice full of deep suggestion, she said, "Of what?"

Feeling comfortable with her, his internet confidence emerged in the real world once again. "I meant water, but..."

She moaned and smiled. "You remember when you dropped me off after we went to Olive Garden?"

"Yeah."

"Did you see me looking out the window at you once I was inside?" When he shook his head, she said, "I almost came right back out. You made me feel so good, and it made me want you so bad."

"Seriously?"

Her cheeks flushed and she answered, "I'm glad my roommate wasn't there, and that I had batteries in my vibrator. I did it again when I got off the phone with you last night, too."

Caught up in the heat of that revelation, he said, "So did I."

She gasped and said, "I wish I'd known that."

"Me too."

"It was worth the wait, though."

They both leaned in at the same time and met in a passionate kiss. Between the hungry pecks that followed, she said, "Why don't we go get in the shower?"

****

Rodney awakened to a kiss.

"Morning," Denise said as she twirled a finger through the sparse hair on his chest.

"Morning," he responded, and then fell into the following kiss.

Cleanliness was the last thing Denise had in mind when they'd stepped into the shower the evening before. Somehow, she'd grabbed a condom without him noticing and surreptitiously placed it within easy reach as they got in the shower.

Afterward, tired from long nights, they'd fallen asleep early in each other's arms.

She asked, "Think you could do me a really big favor?"

"Anything."

She shivered and let out a moan. "I like the sound of that, but we probably should behave. We've both got classes in a couple of hours. Could you go to the car and get my book bag? I've got a change of clothes in there."

"Sure," he agreed as he sat up.

"Okay, I'm going to go see what I can do about making myself presentable, then."

"You look great," he said as he admired her still-nude body.

She giggled and said, "Thank you. Same to you, but go get my clothes."

With that, she climbed out of the bed and walked to the bathroom. Her bottom swayed in a display obviously meant to attract his eyes. She confirmed it when she paused at the bathroom door to give a wiggle and a laugh before vanishing inside.

Rodney grabbed a clean pair of underwear from the bag he'd dropped off in the room. As he pulled them on, it hit him that Jill had been right all along. Denise had come prepared with condoms and a change of clothes. She'd been planning — or at least hoping — for the day to turn out exactly as it had.

It made him realize he had a big problem, though. He had no idea how Jill was going to take things, even though she'd encouraged him every step of the way. He had too much of a conscience to go behind Denise's back.

There wasn't much he could do until he talked to Jill, though. He thought it would be a good idea to feel things out through Watch first. He knew her better than anyone, and might have an idea of how to break it to her.

Course of action decided, he finished getting dressed and went to get Denise's bag from the car. On the way, he checked his phone. Somewhere around midnight, while they were asleep, Jill had sent a message.

"You're getting laid, aren't you? You owe me every hot and sticky detail, you know?"

She already wasn't making things easy.

****

It still felt surreal to have Denise kissing him in front of god and everybody as they met briefly between classes. Surreal, but wonderful.

"A friend of mine wants to talk to me for a while after class. Do you mind?" she asked.

"No, of course not."

"Thanks. So, I'll text you later, then?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. Gotta run." She gave him a peck on the lips and hurried off.

Having a little longer to make his next class, Rodney called Watch's cell.

"Hey, hey, man," Watch answered.

"Is Jill there?"

"She's out with Gina. You should probably text her. She's getting antsy. So..."

Rod knew exactly what he was asking. "Yeah."

"Score!"

He chuckled despite the serious reason for his call. "Kind of puts me in a weird place, though."

"Don't worry about it, man."

"So you don't think Jill will be upset if... Uhm..."

It was Watch's turn to chuckle. "Don't sweat it. You're not going to get away without telling her how things went last night, though. And you really should text her."

"Okay. Denise is going to meet a friend after classes, so I guess I should come over then."

"Sounds like a plan. One of these days, we're going to have to find some time to hang out. Jill's monopolized you this trip."

"Yeah. So, I guess I'll be over later."

"Don't forget to text her."

"Soon as I get off here."

"Later."

True to his word, he brought up Jill's text and mulled over what to say. In the end, he decided on, "You were right."

Her reply came back only seconds later. "Yay! When and where?"

He knew she meant when could they meet. "I could come over after class. Denise is going to hang out with a friend."

"I'm closer to you than the hotel. Meet you at your room there?"

"That will work."

"Mmmm! Can't wait to hear every naughty detail. See you soon. Kisses!"

Rod sighed and headed for his next class. He hoped there wasn't anything terribly important going on, because he knew he was going to have trouble concentrating.

****

Rodney swallowed hard when he parked at the hotel and saw Jill climbing out of a car some distance away. She was wearing a pair of short-shorts and a low-cut top that looked to be on the edge of bursting from trying to contain her tits. He also recognized Gina getting out of the driver's side, dressed in identical fashion.

He was hard as a rock before crossing half the distance between them.

"I know you know Gina from chat, but she wanted to hang around long enough to meet you for reals," Jill said once he was close.

"You're funny on chat," the redhead said. "You've cheered me up after a bad night a couple of times."

Rod shrugged and said, "I try. I know it has to be hard some nights."

"Speaking of hard," Gina said while stroking her fingers over her right breast, "Nice videos."

Jill swatted her friend's butt and said, "Tease," when she saw Rod's face fill with color.

Gina cocked her hip to the side in a sexy display and said, "That's my job, isn't it?" After a brief pause, she laughed and said, "You two have fun. I've got to get back. Come by my room any time. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you, too."

Jill took his hand and tugged him to the side while Gina climbed back into her car. She grinned and said, "Your pants look a little tight."

"Yep, they are," he admitted.

"Okay, I'll stop teasing."

Gina put her car in gear and backed up, but stopped when her window was next to them and rolled it down. "I meant what I said about those videos," she said, and then licked her lips before letting off the brake.

"Thought for a minute we were going to double-team you, huh?" Jill asked while the redhead backed out the rest of the way. "The thought had crossed my mind. You haven't had a threesome yet. Another first."

Rodney tightened his throat into a put-upon squeaky tone and said, "Thought you said you were going to stop teasing?"

"I don't know if I know how to stop. Besides, that's one of the things you love about me," she said while playing with her hair.

He knew that he had to break the news to her, and that if he didn't do it soon, it was only going to get harder. He took a deep breath.

She demonstrated that she was a step ahead of him when she dropped the coquettish pose and said, "But that's all. Jeff told me you were worried, so don't be. No playing with you, no matter how much I want to. Doesn't get you out of telling me every detail, though."

It was a relief, but tempered by wondering how well she would stick to that promise once they were alone — and whether he could resist the temptation as well. Even walking beside her across the parking lot and through the hotel to his room tested his resolve. She had been his first only a few days before, and the memory of that would be vivid to him for a long, long, time.

Once in the room, Jill drew in a gasp and swept past him. He closed the door just in time to see her pick up Denise's panties from the floor. It was absolutely no surprise to him when she lifted the pink cotton to her nose and breathed in. There was no way to avoid the necessity of adjusting his throbbing manhood when she did it, either.

"God, she must have already been dripping before these came off," Jill said, and then moaned as she pulled the panties away from her nose. She sat down on the bed and said, "So, start with how you ended up coming here."

"Well... Uhm..." He hesitated, thinking that sitting next to her was probably a bad idea.

She scooted closer to the head of the bed, and then leaned over to pat her hand on the mattress closer to the foot. "Just sit down there. I'll behave."

Her definition of behaving was somewhat relative, as she still had Denise's panties in hand, rubbing the satiny material between her fingers.

Rod sat down and said, "Well, she said that she needed to use the bathroom and didn't trust the restrooms at the park."

"Can't blame her there."

He grinned from the coincidence. "That's what I said."

She grinned right back. "I figured. So, whose idea was it to come here?"

"Hers. She said it was close," he answered.

Jill let out a playful, "Mmm hmm," and then said, "Go on."

"Well, we came back here, and she went to the bathroom. Then she... Oh, before she went in, she asked me to open the window because it was freezing in here. Anyway, she sat down on the bed when she came out and held out her hand, so I took it and sat down next to her. Then she said she was cold, asked me to warm her up, and kissed me."

A sweet sounding sigh escaped Jill, and she said, "I told you, didn't I?"

"Yes," he answered, and nodded.

"I bet she was ready to jump your bones after Olive Garden."

His eyes widened as he wondered if she was a mind reader. She didn't miss the reaction.

"Aha. Spill. What did she say?"

"She told me... You know — after — that she almost came back to the car when I dropped her off that night, and that she went straight back to her room and got herself off."

Jill shivered and moaned. "I knew it. But no more after yet. From the kiss, and don't leave any little thing out."

Rodney launched into the tale, describing how they undressed each other, and the slow revelation of her body that he could see in his mind's eye as well as if it was happening at that very moment. Jill chimed in with the occasional moan and played with Denise's panties the whole while. When he reached the part where Denise was licking him and they realized someone was watching through the open window, Jill began caressing her breasts.

It escalated from there. Jill leaned back against the headboard and let her legs slip apart. She pinched her nipples, squeezed her breasts, and rubbed her fingers over the crotch of her shorts. When he told her about Denise sitting on his cock, Jill pushed a finger up into the leg of her shorts.

Rodney's voice grew tight with passion from the memory and what Jill was doing right in front of him. Though her sex was covered by white denim, he could still see the movement of her fingers beneath. He was breathing hard when he finally described exploding into the condom.

Jill shuddered and said, "Oh, fuck yeah. You did it with someone watching through the window, and I know she loved it."

"I think so, too," he agreed.

"You just made me so wet," Jill said, and then proved it by pulling her glistening fingers out of her shorts and into the light. The digits went straight to her mouth, and she sucked them clean.

"God, Jill," Rodney muttered while adjusting his erection.

"I know. I'm supposed to be behaving." She tugged the leg of her shorts back into place, as it was nearly within the cleft of her pussy, and then sat up from her half-reclined position. "Jeff better be ready to get rode hard and put away wet."

Rod shrugged and said, "I just..."

"You just care too much about Denise to go behind her back," Jill finished for him. "I love you for that. She's lucky to have you, and I think she knows it."

"I can't come into chat any more, or go to your website or anything," he added, thinking it best to put everything on the table.

"I understand. I'll miss you, but I'd rather know you're happy with her. You and Jeff both go to that Star Trek site. You can keep in touch with him there and keep me updated that way. Is that okay?"

He thought about it for a second and said, "Yeah. That's cool."

"Good." She pulled out her phone and said, "Time for Jeff to come get me — in more ways than one. Glad he's at Gina's editing video instead of at the hotel. I don't think I could wait through that drive."

His friend must have answered the call with a question, because Jill responded, "Yes, I behaved myself, but it wasn't easy. Mmm hmm, come get me." She listened for a couple of seconds and then held the phone out to Rodney.

"Hey," Rod said when he brought the phone to his ear.

"I'm about to get turned into a carnival ride, aren't I?"

Laughing, Rod answered, "Probably."

"Ah, such a fate," Watch said with mock resignation. "Anyway, if Denise has something to do some time before Friday night and you have some free time, give me a ring. Now that Jill can't hog your time, maybe we'll be able to hang out."

"Sure. Will do."

"No worries if you don't, though. I'm not afraid to tell you that you'd lose that match-up if it were me. Take 'er easy, man."

"You too."

"Don't sound like that's an option. Tell her I'm on the way. Later."

"Later," Rod said, and then hit the end button. "He's on the way."

"Guess I'd better put these back where I found them," Jill said while holding up Denise's panties on the tip of her index finger.

Rodney's phone buzzed in his pocket, so he pulled it out to check it. The message was from Denise, asking him to come get her at the dorm.

"She's ready for me to come get her," he told Jill as she knelt down, putting the panties back in the spot they'd ended up the night before.

She stood up and said, "Perfect timing."

He was at a loss for what to say, but she smiled and held a finger to her lips. She then took the couple of steps to him and urged him to stand.

"If you ever need any advice, or ideas of ways to make her swoon, just get a message to Jeff," she said.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome, and thank you. I haven't had this much fun in a long time. So, would it be too much to ask for one last kiss before I go?"

His conscience needled him, but he answered, "I guess that would be okay."

She smiled and slipped a hand behind his neck. He put his hands around her waist and leaned in, feeling the familiar electricity as their lips came together. Their tongues slipped over each other for a couple of seconds, and then Jill pulled away.

"Nummies," she said, crinkling her nose at him, and then stepped back to take his hand.

Rodney walked her to the door and she opened it before letting go of his hand. He barely had enough time to register her smirk emerging before she squeezed his still-hard cock.

"Put that to some good use when you get her back here. The room is yours until Saturday morning. Take advantage of it," Jill said, and then gave him her signature wave. "Bye."

Closing the door without leaning out for one last look at her ass took some serious willpower, but he did it. He pulled out his phone and sent Denise a message to let her know he was on the way. After a quick check in the mirror and wiping off some of Jill's lipstick, his phone buzzed to alert him to another message from Denise.

"Hurry. I want you."

She didn't have to ask him twice.

*****

~~ The End ~~

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Odds are some of you have guessed that Rodney's education isn't quite over... ;) Part 2 shouldn't be long in coming.