8 comments/ 131028 views/ 11 favorites John and Jessica By: OneDstrbdchik Jessica drove away from the airport and headed toward downtown. She had just dropped her husband, Trevor, off for his flight to Miami. He was a chemist and worked for an engineering firm in Cincinnati, OH and sometimes had to travel with very little warning. Jessica hated that part of his job, but had come to terms with being by herself for a week or so at a time. However, this time, when she returned home, she wouldn't be alone, her widowed father, John had come to visit. She sighed, realizing it would be up to her to keep John occupied for the next several days while Trevor was gone. But John was only 50, so he usually took care of himself and was such a sweetheart that he also helped out around the house when he visited. When Jessica arrived home, she found John sitting in the living room reading a book. He looked up at her and smiled when she came in and set her keys down on the table by the door. "Did his flight get off okay?" John asked, "No delays?" "Yes, everything was fine. Plane left right on time. Should be an easy flight too. The weather is absolutely gorgeous", Jessica replied. It had grown hot the last couple of days, temperatures going into the 90's. But, Jessica loved it… loved the hot breezes and the heat of the sun on her skin. She had dressed in a sundress, no bra and very sheer panties. The less clothing the better in hot weather, she thought. John was also dressed for the heat wearing shorts and a t-shirt with no socks. John smiled and went back to his book figuring Jessica would wander off and do something. But Jessica stood in the doorway gazing at John. She remembered the first time she had seen him. Her and Trevor had been dating for a few months when he had decided it was a good time to introduce her to his father. The three of them had gone out to dinner at a very nice restaurant. Jessica had worn a dress that wasn't too revealing, but was made of a very clingy material that hugged her curves. All through the dinner she had sensed John's eyes on her. On her body. He was still a good-looking man and Jessica actually became aroused after a few minutes of catching him watching her. She began to flirt with John slightly, nothing obvious, but found herself smoothing her dress down her body, molding the material to her breasts. When dinner had ended and before they separated and got into their cars, John had given Jessica a hug. Somehow during that hug, his hand had slid down her back and cupped her ass cheek. Since then, he had visited her and Trevor several times, always flirting with her, touching her lightly, but never crossing the line. But, sometimes…. Jessica thought, biting her lip… sometimes, she wished he would. Smiling, Jessica walked over to the couch opposite John's chair and sat down. As she sat, she crossed her legs, giving John a glimpse of her smooth thighs. His eyes lingered on her legs for a moment then he looked up and smiled. "You don't have to entertain me you know", he laughed. "I can take care of myself. I'm a big boy." Jessica laughed, "Yes, I had noticed that you're a big boy, John. I'm just feeling lonely and thought that maybe we could sit here for a few minutes and talk." "What would you like to talk about?" "Oh," Jessica sighed, "Anything… doesn't matter to me." She crossed and recrossed her legs… pulling her skirt up higher and higher each time. John couldn't help staring at his beautiful daughter. She was a real looker, blond hair, soft grey eyes, slim with toned arms and legs and a flat belly. He began to feel his cock stir in his shorts and he struggled to contain himself. "So…" he said, through dry lips, "how about this heat?" Jessica laughed and said, "Now, we don't need to talk about the weather. It's hot, end of story. However, actually, I was wondering if you could do a favor for me, John." "Sure," he said, "What can I help you with?" "Maybe we should go into the other room for this. There are too many windows here." John sat stunned for a moment. She couldn't possibly be coming on to him, he thought. But what could she possibly want him to do that would require less windows? Jessica stood up and waited for John to follow her. One of the straps of her sundress had slid down her shoulder. John's fingers itched to reach out and put it back up, but he restrained himself. "I have a confession to make, John," Jessica said. "Last week, I went to a tattoo parlor and got a small tattoo. It's still healing and covered with a bandage, but it's in a place that is hard for me to reach. Do you think you could help me change the bandage, please?" John felt relief and disappointment at the same time. Changing a bandage was safe, he figured. "Sure," he said, "I can help with that. Where is it?" "It's just below my left shoulder blade," Jessica replied. "But I will need to take the top of my sundress down so you can reach it. I'll keep my arms covering me so don't worry," she laughed. Jessica reached up and untied the halter of her sundress and turned her back to John, lowering her sundress. John's heart started pounding as he saw her smooth skin revealed inch by inch. He could see the small gauze bandage just below her shoulder. He could also feel himself growing hard looking at her soft smooth skin, her arms crossed over her chest, covering her lush breasts. Jessica looked over her shoulder to see why he was hesitating. Before she could say anything, he reached forward and lifted the corner of the bandage, carefully pulling if off so it wouldn't hurt. Beneath the bandage was a small tattoo, less than three inches high and two inches wide. He looked closer, it was two tarot cards, stacked together. The top card was The Fool, taker of chances, always seeking new things. The card peeking out from underneath was the 9 Cups card, the sexuality card. His fingers traced over the cards, caressing them. He heard Jessica gasp softly and almost snatched his fingers away. Had he hurt her? Then he heard a low, soft moan. He hesitated and then caressed the tattoo again lightly. Another moan. That was definitely a pleasurable moan. John continued to caress the tattoo, tracing the pattern, over and over. Widening his path, until his fingers were caressing Jessica's entire back. Jessica was bent forward slightly, moaning. He could see her hands holding her breasts, starting to fondle them. He widened his strokes again, sliding his fingers along her ribcage, brushing against the sides of her breasts. Jessica arched her back slightly, pushing her ass against John's crotch. She had to be able to feel the erection he had. God, he couldn't remember the last time he had gotten that hard and that quickly. And from nothing more than caresses. John slid his hands farther forward, sliding them underneath hers, cupping her breasts in his hands. Rubbing them, squeezing them, brushing his fingertips over the hard nipples. Jessica moaned and pressed herself tighter against John. He pushed the sundress further down her body, until it pooled at her feet, exposing her naked breasts fully, and revealing her skimpy red lace panties. He gave her breasts one last squeeze and slid his hands down her sides, grasping her hips, pulling her even tighter into him. Rubbing his hard cock against her panty-covered ass, trying to find some relief from the aching pressure. Jessica bent forward, grasping the edge of the bed in front of her. "Please, John," she pleaded, looking over her shoulder. John looked down at her panties, seeing the damp spot in the crotch. He groaned, he was going to go mad if he didn't have her. "Please," she said, "I need you to fuck me, pleeeeassse." John quickly shed his shorts and underwear, standing behind Jessica with his dick sticking out and looking larger than he had ever remembered it. He reached out and slid her panties down her legs, brushing his fingers across her wet slit. She gasped and John let the panties fall to her feet. "Please," Jessica moaned, "Please, John, I need you to fuck me… now." John grasped his cock in his hand and placed it against her wet pussy, just pushing the outer lips apart. He slowly started to ease his way in her. God, she's tight, he thought. He kept feeding more and more of his cock into her pussy. Stretching the walls of her pussy wide, pumping into her deeper and deeper. He could already feel the beginnings of an orgasm and knew that it was going to be a huge one. He just prayed he could control it long enough for Jessica to come. He desperately wanted to feel her tight pussy contracting around his cock, gushing hot juices. Jessica moaned, and began pushing back against John's cock, trying to get more of it in. Finally, his cock was in her pussy completely. He stopped for a second, enjoying the sensation of her hot, wet, soft pussy wrapped around his rod. Jessica began pushing back against him. He grasped her hips and began sliding in and out of her pussy, listening to the wet sounds it made as he rocked in and out of her. The rhythm became faster and faster. Until he was pounding in and out of her pussy in short strokes. John reached up and grasped Jessica's shoulders, pulling her back even harder onto his cock. He could feel the cum in his balls starting to boil. He needed to have control. He could feel the first contractions of her pussy walls around his cock. Jessica began moaning and fucking herself back against his rock hard cock, harder and faster. He could feel her juices running down his cock, down his legs, coating his balls. Suddenly, she threw her head back and screamed… "JOOOOOHHHHNNNN!" John grasped her hair and pulled her head back even further, feeling her pussy clamp down on his cock, squeezing it. He couldn't hold back any longer and released his seed deep inside her pussy. He groaned. He could feel his cum spray against her womb, then filling her pussy. He kept pumping more and more come into her. Holding her tightly, grinding his hips against her ass. He held himself inside her until the last drop had been emptied into her. After a few minutes, the pulsing inside her pussy subsided to twitches and he let himself ease out of her. She stood up and turned around, wrapping her arms around him and snuggling her face against his chest. He gathered her close and when she lifted her head, kissed her passionately on the mouth. "Sooo, when does Trevor return from his trip?" he asked. "In three days," Jessica replied. She looked up and saw that it had grown dark outside. "I guess we had better go to bed, huh? Sorry about making you miss dinner," she said with a wicked grin. John smiled back. "Yes, we should get some rest." Jessica began to pull away. "Well, good night," she said walking toward the doorway as if to show him out. John smiled at her…"No, I think I'll be sleeping right here next to you for the next few nights. Gotta keep you safe." Jessica smiled and climbed under the covers, holding out her arms for her lover…. John & Jessica It was John's first day as a tutor. He'd signed up only because he needed the money. John was a college student and like most college students, he was in need of money. So when he saw the posting in the library to be a tutor -- and how much it paid -- he immediately inquired and got the job. John was a sophomore biology major. He loved biology and wanted to work for an international science research company when he graduated. He was 20 years old and very handsome. He stood at an even six feet tall. He was also a runner, which gave him a nearly perfect body. And his blonde hair and ice-blue eyes completed the look. John arrived at the house of the student he was to be tutoring. According to his information, the girl's name was Jessica. She was a high school senior doing post-secondary, and she had requested a tutor for her advanced placement biology course. John was a little anxious about meeting his pupil, but he figured it wouldn't be that bad. He went up to the house and rang the doorbell. A minute later a woman opened the door. "Hi, I'm John. I'm here to tutor Jessica." "Oh, hi John. Come on in. We're expecting you," said the woman. John stepped in and removed his shoes, placing them on a mat next to the door. The woman, who John guessed to be Jessica's mother, asked him to come into the living room and have a seat. "I'm Cathy, by the way," the woman said. "I'm Jessica's mother." "It's nice to meet you," John said. "Can I get you anything to drink?" Cathy asked. "We have water, tea, Coke, root beer." "Just some water," John replied. A few seconds later Cathy brought him a glass of water. Then she called upstairs. "Jessica, your tutor is here." Soon, John heard footsteps bounding down the stairs. He stood and when he saw his pupil-to-be, his jaw nearly dropped open. Jessica was about 5'8" with green eyes and straight brown hair down to the middle of her back. She had ample breasts for an 18 year-old -- John estimated them to be about a 34 C -- and very shapely legs. She looked like a goddess. And to boot, she was wearing a schoolgirl uniform: knee-length plaid skirt, white button-up blouse, and white knee-high socks. John had to control himself from thinking dirty thoughts about her. "Hi, Jessica," John finally managed. "I'm John, your tutor." "Hi," Jessica smiled shyly. "Thanks for coming." "Well, shall we get started?" John asked. "Sounds great!" Jessica said. "I have my books on the table." Jessica and John sat at the table and began to study. Cathy went into the kitchen and was getting ready to start dinner when the phone rang. Cathy talked for a couple minutes then hung up the phone. "Who was it?" Jessica asked. "That was your father," her mother replied. "His battery is dead and he needs me to come pick him up. Will you be fine here with John? This shouldn't take more than an hour." "We'll be fine," Jessica assured her mom. Cathy went to the front hall and put on her shoes. She grabbed her purse and her keys then headed out the front door. John realized he was alone here, with Jessica. His mind began to wander, thinking about the things they could do in an hour. In his mind's eye John saw Jessica on the table, her beautiful legs spread, his cock thrusting in and out of her tight wet slit. John began to get hard. "Are you okay?" Jessica asked. "What?" John said. "Are you okay? You zoned out there for a second." "Sorry," John said. "Just got some stuff on my mind I'm dealing with." Jessica gave me a cute, almost seductive little smile. "You wouldn't happen to be thinking about me would you?" she asked. John didn't know what to say. Before he could answer Jessica put her hand on his crotch. She felt his big bulge. "I guess you were thinking about me. It's okay. I have that effect on men." "I'm sorry. I shouldn't be turned on by you," John apologized. "It's ok," Jessica replied. "I think you're hot." "Really?" "Yes. Um, do you have a girlfriend?" "No. Why?" "Because I want to have some fun with you before my mom gets back." John was in shock. This girl he didn't even really know was coming onto him. Jessica pulled her chair out and stood. She beckoned for him to follow her. She led John to the couch and motioned for him to sit. Once he was on the couch, Jessica went to work. She unzipped his pants and giggled when his eight-inch dick popped out. She unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall to the floor. Then she removed her bra. She stuck out her tongue and began to lick the head of John's cock. "Oh, fuck, that feels good," John moaned. "Yeah, you like that?" Jessica teased. John moaned his assent. Jessica swirled her tongue on his cock some more, eliciting moan after moan from her tutor. He was so big. She opened her mouth wide and took him into her. She was surprised at how thick he was. She began to bob her head up and down on him. "Oh, Jessica," John moaned, a little louder this time. Jessica continued to suck her tutor's huge cock. Soon she could taste his pre-cum in her mouth. It was sweet, like oranges. She sucked harder. She noticed her pussy begin to get wet. She reached down with one hand and began to rub herself through her panties. "Yeah, play with that eighteen year-old pussy," John said. Jessica pulled aside her white panties and began to finger herself. She imagined her fingers as John's dick, pumping in and out of her. The thought made her even wetter. She sucked John's cock harder and faster, each motion making her tutor moan, which made her wetter. John put his hand on Jessica's head and pushed down. Jessica yielded to John and let him force her further down on him. She felt his cock going into her throat. She gagged. John let her up for air. Then she went right back down on him, deepthroating him again. Her pussy was dripping wet now and she could feel herself building. She sucked harder, gagging again. John's head went back. "Oh, Jessica, you're going to make me cum," he moaned. Jessica moaned her approval. "Do you swallow?" John asked. "Mhmm," Jessica said with cock in her mouth. She felt him getting stiff in her mouth, and she knew he was about to explode. She fingered herself faster and harder, getting very close to orgasm. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" John moaned loudly. Jessica felt his cock spasm then his load of thick white liquid shot into her throat. It tasted warm and sweet. She let it drip down her throat. She moaned on his cock as her pussy released. She came hard, soaking her white cotton panties. She removed her mouth from John's cock. "How was that?" Jessica asked. "Fucking amazing," John said. "Just wait until next week's session," Jessica teased. "I can't wait," John said. This tutoring job was turning out to be so much better than he'd expected. He couldn't wait to see what his new pupil would do next week.