Storiesonline.net ------- Jill & Adam by Paris Waterman Copyright© 2006 by Paris Waterman ------- Description: A sequel to Jill & Joan. After Joan leaves for home, Jill and her hubby, Adam get it on. Jill is quite the devious one as you'll see. Codes: MF rom cons het oral ------- Copyright© 2006 "That was extraordinary," Joan said as she modestly straightened her skirt and plopped down on the couch; forgetting for the moment that her big breasts were still exposed. Jill made another round of martinis, but took a moment to cover her breasts with her blouse before bringing the drink over to Joan. Joan accepted the martini, took a sip and sighed. "Extraordinary, ' she said again. Jill took note of the fact that Joan's nipples were still erect, and felt a momentary desire to suck on them. She fought off the urge and said questionably, "You think?" "He was huge," Joan said, reliving a moment or two in her memory, and using her hands to demonstrate his length. "He was the wrong one," Jill said coolly. "No way," Joan countered, and suddenly, following the gaze of Jill's eyes, realized her breasts were still exposed, and slowly picked up her bra and put it on. "Way." Jill said, emphasizing the word with dramatic overtones. "Get out!" Joan retorted, obviously not accepting Jill's word this time. With an insistence to her tone that Jill found mildly amusing, Joan said, "We went to the store and found the skinniest guy there," keeping her eyes downcast to avoid looking at Jill, whose nipples had stiffened and were more than obvious to even a casual glance. "That's right, we did," Jill said, "but we picked the wrong guy." Looking at Jill for the first time since catching her looking at her breasts, Joan sputtered, "So tell me, how is it you know we picked the wrong guy?" "It's obvious, Joan. He wasn't really hung like a goddamn horse." "What?" "The guy we wanted must have had the day off, or else he was off somewhere screwing some bitch with his foot-long dong." Jill took a gulp of her drink and stared directly at her friend. "Foot-long?" Joan repeated, arching her eyebrows in doubt. She had already put Jill's eyes on her boobs out of her mind. "Precisely, our little Norm was only six inches. Now that's not bad, but it's about half of what the guy we wanted has." No! No one is that big," Joan gasped. I'm telling you there are men out there with huge dicks. Not all that many, mind you, but there are a few. And they become legends... well, sort of." "But Norm had the biggest cock I've ever seen," Joan protested, and took another swallow of her martini. "You haven't seen many have you? C'mon, tell me the truth." Joan started to weep. "Oh, no," Jill blurted, "don't tell me you're going to have a crying fit on me. The guys will be home in..." she glanced at her watch, "My God, any minute!" Jill put her arm around Joan and hurried her into the bathroom. Grabbing a washcloth, she wet it and began washing Joan's face until Joan stopped her and took the cloth herself and finished the job. "I... I'm a virgin," Joan sobbed, holding the cloth against her breasts. It was Jill's turn to gasp in surprise. "You're still a virgin, but you've been married to Brad for six... almost seven years!" Then Jill realized that Joan was going to leave a wet stain on her blouse and yelled, "Stop that!" "What?" "The wash cloth..." Jill exclaimed, "it's staining the blouse!" "Oh..." Joan said and absently dropped the cloth into the sink. "But we..." she faltered. "Never had sex," Jill finished for her. Joan simply nodded her head in shame. "Joan, with a body like yours..." this time it was Jill who couldn't end her sentence. "We never did it before we got married," Joan said, and then sobbed, but managed to regain her self-control and continued. "I mean we necked. We necked a lot, and he used his finger on me and I... I took him in my mouth once, but he told me he found that disgusting, and I never tried it again." "But you never consummated the marriage?" "Um, no, I guess not." Bluntly, Jill asked, "Why not?" "I don't know exactly. I mean I wanted to. I really wanted to. But there was always something... Brad was too tired, or there was some work he had to complete; and one time he had to watch a TV show." "So it's Brad who seems to not want to have sex," Jill said. "I don't know, I mean, after a while I stopped trying too. We left it at that. We go out a lot... to dinners and shows and all like that." "But you never rub against one another, or share a shower... things like that?" "No, are we supposed too?" "Some people do those things," Jill told her friend as sat down next to her and put her arm around her shoulder. "You know, Joan, I can't believe we've gone on so long without the subject coming up. "Hmmm?" "I mean, if we hadn't started talking about Norm, or whoever it is with the big dick, we wouldn't have... well, you wouldn't have told me about being a virgin. You know we have to do something about that don't you?" "I can't just hop into bed with anyone," Joan protested. "I know, and that's the problem." Jill's face lit up, and Joan reacted by asking, "What?" "Greg Channing," Jill said, becoming animated. "He'd be perfect for you." Joan's eyes widened. "You think?" "Of course! He's good looking and I know he's a ladies man. He grabbed my ass at the Christmas party last year. I thought about taking him into the powder room for a fast fuck, but Adam asked me to dance and that was that." "You would have cheated on Adam!" Joan said astonished at Jill's revelation. "I guess... yeah, maybe. I had had a couple martinis, and Greg is a looker. I was horny... that I remember clearly. I blew Adam as we drove home. And we screwed each other's brains out under the Christmas tree. We knocked it over as I recall; although I won't tell you how." Joan exclaimed, "Oh, my God! I never thought you capable of such things." "You saw me blow, Norm, didn't you?" "Well yes..." Joan conceded, "But..." "No buts. A girl wants what she wants. We set out to watch Norm jerk off. During that time, I grew a little horny. You saw what happened." "I was horny too," Joan admitted. "I was touching myself while you had him in your mouth. I was wishing that I was you, Jill. Honest to God." "You should have said something; I would have shared him with you." "You did share him with me." "Huh?" Jill said puzzled by the comment. "Remember, you kissed me." Jill recalled kissing Joan. Recalled swapping some of Norm's cum with her during the kiss, she giggled, and nodded agreement. "I did, didn't I?" "He had a nice sweet taste. A little on the salty side, but I liked it," Joan said softly. I liked your kiss too," she added, her voice so low Jill wasn't sure she had heard her right. Nervously, Jill ran a hand through her hair. Her pink tongue peeped out of the corner of her mouth, seeking to recapture Joan's taste on her lips. It was there, but very faint. She cleared her throat and in a shaky voice asked, "So... shall I set up a meeting with Greg and you?" "Oh no, I couldn't! Brad wouldn't tolerate it," Joan said, in a panic as her hands began to shake." "Sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you," Joan said after a minute or more of silence. "It's all right. I had better get going, Adam will be here soon," Joan said the resignation in her voice brought Jill to the edge of tears. "Yeah, time to go. Here," she said, and reached out to start buttoning Joan's blouse. Joan giggled, and said, "Aren't you forgetting something?" and handed Jill her bra. "Thanks, Adam would have noticed for sure." "Yes, they are very noticeable," Joan said, and licked her lips, then fought the impulse to reach out and tweak one of Jill's elongated nipples. Jill was easing her left arm into her bra when they heard the garage door opening. "Adam!" Joan shrieked. Jill nearly panicking, yelled, "Into the bedroom!" but managed to retain control. Joan scampered into the master bathroom as the kitchen door opened and Jill's husband Adam walked in. "Hi baby," he called out as Jill sauntered over to him and kissed him warmly. As his tongue surged into her mouth, Jill kicked herself for not having brushed her teeth after blowing Norm. 'He'll know, ' she thought. 'He'll taste Norm's cum in my mouth.' She felt a depression the likes of which she'd never known before, covering her like a blanket. And to save her marriage, she blurted out, "I found out the strangest thing this afternoon over martinis with Joan." Adam was wiping his mouth as he said, "What was that?" "Joan's a virgin." "No shit!" he said, and at that moment, Joan elected to come out of the bathroom. "Oh, hi Adam," she said, casually wiping a strand of hair from her face. "We ran a little late this afternoon." Distracted as he was, Adam noticed her nervousness. Joan continued talking. "I'm sorry; I'll just get my things and run on home. Brad will be expecting his dinner. Bye now. See you tomorrow, kisses... Jill... Adam." And after a quick air-brush kiss to Jill's cheek, Joan left. ------- "So tell me, what was that all about?" Adam said, mildly curious about his wife's disclosure. "She's really a virgin. Brad and Joan have never... I can't emphasize the word enough. They've never consummated their marriage." "I can't believe it. She's a knockout. What's wrong with..." he paused, and a strange expression crossed his face. "What is it?" Jill asked with concern. "He's queer. Damn it, he's got to be queer!" Adam walked over and sat down on the couch, not quite believing his own words. "You can't be serious!" Jill said, joining him on the couch. Adam turned to face her. "Unfortunately, I am. I've never been more serious in my life." "Well, what makes you say it?" He looked at his wife, and said, "There were a couple of times he gave me pause for thought, but I never dreamed... and looking back, it's so damned obvious." "Go on, tell me," Jill said excitedly, hugging her knees to her chest. "I was taking a shower at the club following a round of golf, oh, maybe two years ago. I remember coming out of the shower..." "Naked?' She asked, impatiently, interrupting him. "Yeah, well no, not exactly. I had a towel wrapped around me. But I felt his eyes on me, you know? As if he was devouring me somehow. I mean, he was staring at my dick... even though it was covered by the towel. I chalked it off to one male checking out another. We tend to do that, um," he paused nervously before continuing. "I mean it's kind of a guy thing... always wondering if the other guy is better hung than you. I guess women are like that in checking out another woman's tits." "I doubt that, ' Jill told him, "we can see what's there for the most part. I concede that will enhancement surgery we can't be as precise as we once could, but that's... oh, where are we going with this?" Adam laughed. "I don't know. What I do know is I'm getting horny listening to what is almost unbelievable... and at the same time seeing those lovely buds of yours crying for my attention." Jill was caught off guard. "What?" she said momentarily confused. "These lovelies," he said catching one and then the other and lightly pinching them. "Mmmm," she moaned softly. "That's the nicest thing to happen to me all day," and bit her lower lip for telling the lie. Her hand moved lightly over Adam's thigh, and on feeling his hardness, pretended to gasp. "Oh, look at you, all big and hard. Aren't you the naughty boy, talking about Brad peeking at your ding dong and getting so hard?" "Jill!" He said, weakly protesting her accusation. "It's nice, you wearing jeans and all. I love denim over a hard, juicy cock. It's a sensory treat. You know, both for the eyes and the feel and all." "Jesus, Jill!" "Want me to stop rubbing it?" "No, keep going." "Want me to suck it like it was a Popsicle?" "That would be lovely," he said and started to unzip his fly, only to have Jill slap his hand away. "Naughty, naughty!" she chided him. "I have needs too, remember?" "I do, I do," he said, the urgency in his voice telling Jill his need for release might be greater than her own. Still, she sought to keep their sexual game on an even keel, and responded with: "Baby, you know this skirt I'm wearing is nice and loose around the waist." "That a suggestion or a demand?" he inquired, but his hand was already probing past the elastic of her skirt. "Um, do you like what I'm doing?" she asked, as her fingers alternated between scratching his hardness and lightly squeezing him. "Yes, yes, I do," he replied, his hand finding her zipper, pulling it down. "I wouldn't want you to have an accident or waste any of those precious fluids..." "Don't you dare stop, sweetheart, ' he said, sounding worried that she might do exactly that. "Maybe we should wait... you know, until we go to bed. Then we could do things right." "Don't be a cockteaser, Jill. Things are going fine just as they are." "Don't you dare call me a cockteaser!" She said, showing signs of anger flaring up. Adam responded not with words, but by using his fingers to gently pull on her labia, stretching the lips and producing a delightful series of sensations from her clit to the deepest parts of her pussy. "OHHH! That, just like that!" Jill moaned happily, all traces of anger vanishing from her consciousness. She raised her hips, and Adam, having practiced this move with her over time, adroitly maneuvered her slacks down to her knees. Returning to her pussy, he pushed her panties aside and sent a finger into her moist nest, causing a squishy, slurpy sound that had both of them laughing inanely for a moment before conversation could continue. "What was that giant sucking sound, darling?" Adam asked, knowing the answer. She ignored the question, made a demand of her own. "Keep swirling that finger, honey... oh, you have the loveliest touch..." "Who am I being compared too?" he asked, amused by her comments. "You want me to count them all?" "No, that's not necessary. Just... um, is it more than a dozen?' "Are you implying... ?" But he found her "spot" and she cried out, "THERE! YES, RIGHT THERE!" "Here?" "YES! GOD, YES!" Jill came, shuddering and bucking against his skillful hand. He waited patiently for the orgasm to subside, and then asked her, "you were saying?' "Oh, yeah," she began, but paused to lick a tiny bead of sweat from over her upper lip. "... Are you implying that I've been a promiscuous bitch?" "No. Only that you have had more than a few hands up your skirts." "In college... there were a few..." "What about high school?" "A couple flings in the backseat, nothing unusual." "What does that mean?" "It means only one on one." He gave her a wry grin, and said, "As opposed to wanton gang-bangs?" "I resent that implication, Adam. If you didn't have me at such a disadvantage, I'd scratch your eyes out." "But I do," he said smugly, and then leaned into her crotch and licked at her puffed-up clit. "Oh, I'm going to come! You're making me come! Your finger... your mouth... making me come, come, come!" Adam's hand moved more rapidly back and forth as Jill grunted and then squirted her bodily juices out in a small arc, covering his hand and wrist with her fluids. "Whew!" Jill sighed moments later. "That was very nice, very nice indeed. Now I should return the favor, don't you think?" "I should hope so," he said moving his midsection closer to her head." "Ahhh, there he is," Jill chirped, prying his erection out; and gloating over its glistening stiffness. "Why Adam, what a nice, hard little fella we have here." Her fingernails scraped along the side of his turgid shaft. "Tell me, how does that feel?" "Very nice, you have a gift for this, you know?" "You like?" she asked, giving his cock-head a lascivious slurp. "Yeah, mmmmm, and keep moving around - any one spot can get numb." "Practice makes perfect, right baby?" Jill said, and then did her sword-swallowing trick, taking him all the way down until her lips surrounded the root of his member. "YEAH!" Adam groaned, and placed a hand on each side of her head. "I love this practicing thing," Jill said as she took him from her mouth and looked up, meeting his eyes. Her tongue darted out and sampled the precum secreting from the eye of his penis. Then after showing him how much she enjoyed his taste, she finished her sentence. "... It's nothing like taking piano lessons when I was a kid." "You were probably very good at that too, Jill." "You're too sweet, lover. Want me to whisper dirty things to you?" "Yeah, real nasty things." "Okay, let's see... "Jill said, knowing full well the direction she would take in her erotic tale. "We have Joan over... have you ever noticed her breasts?" She began to jerk him off. "How could I not? They're enormous. I mean, I love yours, but she has more than she needs." "So you have noticed them," she said, trying to sound irked, but in jerking him off, she was squeezing even tighter than ever. "I'm a man, ' he said, as if that covered the subject in its entirety. "You are that," Jill giggled, and then kissed to head of his cock, laving her tongue over the crown, and humming happily to herself before remembering to follow her plan. "Um, so Joan is here, crying her eyes out and I tell you to hold her and comfort her. Of course, you do, and I tell you to give her a kiss... you know, to let her know that all men aren't pigs, or gay." "Mmmmm," Adam moaned. "Next thing you know, you're kissing her with an open mouth... your tongues are dueling. She leans into you, or maybe you lean into her. Anyway, you can feel her nipples hardening against your chest, and you flick one with a fingertip, and Joan moans. You cup a breast, marveling at its weight and size. She shivers, but continues the kissing even as you start opening the buttons on her blouse. Your hand slips into her blouse and then pushes her bra cup up, freeing her right breast to your hand. Her skin feels so soft, and smooth. You twirl the nipples between your thumb and finger, and Joan moans, says, "Oh, God, I've dreamed of this... you can't imagine how long I've dreamed of this happening to me." Her hand flutters up, covers yours, and then attacks the front catch of her bra, and her other breast springs forth, and she cradles your head to her stiffened nipple, murmuring, "Suck them, suck them, oh God, suck them!" "You do, of course, suck them. I know how much you love suckling, my love. But I see you moving ahead, full steam ahead, if I must say so myself. You reach out, capture her hand and bring it to your thigh." Jill stops and coughs, realizing she may be talking to fast. She takes a deep breath filling her lungs and notices for the first time that Adam is gently rubbing her left breast. Jill continues, saying, "Hmmm, well let's just say you drop her hand on your erection." Adam moans quietly. "That is very nice darling, very nice. Please don't stop," Jill sighed and maneuvered her rump slightly; thereby presenting a better access to her twin beauties. "Ahhh, where was I? Oh, yes, she begins touching you, you send a hand up her dress, pry her thighs apart. Oh, she allows this, even helps some, and then you encounter the incredibly soft skin at the inside of each thigh. Her panties are damp; possibly more than damp. She widens the spread of her thighs, signaling you to advance further. Your ever questing finger finds her tiny, wet slit, and she moans loudly. I decide the two of you need a little assistance and I unbuckle your belt, unzip your jeans, and take out your love toy and place it in Joan's eager hand." "Remember, she has never seen a real cock before. She is both frightened and fascinated by it. You tell her to kiss it. To suck it, and she scrambles to get on her knees and takes you in her mouth. What an incredible feeling, that soft wetness of her mouth engulfing your cock, while I play with the lower end of your dick with one hand and your balls with the other. Joan is like a child with an ice cream cone, licking and slurping happily away on your precious member." Jill stopped her erotic tale and lasciviously licked a finger, then held it up for him to see. With his eyes following her hand as far as they could, he watched it disappear behind him, but soon felt it's moist wetness making a slug-like trail along the crack of his ass, and then to his puckered asshole. "Nice, huh?" Jill asked rhetorically. "Keep going... I'm gonna come, and soon." Joan's cheeks hallowed out as tried her best to suck the life out of his now inflexible cock. Adam felt himself getting ready to come, and considered warning Jill, who he knew didn't care all that much for catching his whole load unexpectedly. Then he shrugged off the idea, thinking that she was more the aggressor here than he. He glanced down at her. Jill's eyes were tightly sealed, saliva was running out of both sides of her mouth, and her face flushed from the exertion of her fellating. She rammed her finger into his ass and with a loud groan of satisfaction; Adam came, spewing a torrent of sperm cells into the bottom of her throat. Fighting off the gag reflex, Jill swallowed the initial burst and quickly pulled him from her mouth. Two more ropes of cum greeted her, the first hitting her just below the left eye, the second her nose and right nostril. She continued to squeeze and stroke his member; obscenely crooning, "Yeah, come for me sweetie! Oh, yeah, look at that. Quite a load you unleashed, mmmmm, tastes kinda salty, but I love it, really I do." Then she began to laugh, and it turned into a snort that enveloped the glob lodged in her nose and caused her to sniff it up into her nasal passage. Reacting instinctively, Jill held a finger to the other nostril and blew her nose, expelling the semen from her nose. "Disgusting behavior, especially from a woman of means, ' Adam said chiding her. "Accidents happen," she replied, appearing non-plussed about the matter. "Well, you'll be cleaning it up, so I really can't complain," he said. "Complain! You've got some nerve. I give you a blowjob and here you are bitching about a little gobbet of cum." "C'mon, you blew your nose using a finger," he protested. Jill decided to ignore him, knowing that he was about to go down on her. She changed the subject slightly, saying, "Oh I've still got a splotch or two here on my hand, see?" "Let me have that, ' Adam said, then licked the top of her hand clean. "Am I a slut, or what?" Jill husked obscenely. "If you are, you're my slut, ' he said, and was grinning at her as he moved to straddle her hips. They kissed, giving their tongues a brisk workout before she broke away, begging him to: "Kiss my titties, bite my nipples," as she pushed his head to her chest. Her husband knew from experience that Jill loved to have her tits mauled, "rough me up," she had cried out many times during their marriage, and he did his best. In minutes, Jill was groaning and squealing from the hard squeezing and nipping treatment accorded her breasts. Finally, Jill began to plead with him to stop. "You want me to stop?" he asked, after giving a nipple a particularly hard bite. "Um, not stop. Do my belly button... you know how I love that," she moaned. Adam sent his tongue slithering over her belly until he reached her naval, and then began to suck it furiously. "Oh, Christ!" Jill screamed, jouncing around under him. When she calmed down to some extent, Adam began to gnaw at the patch of hair just above her mons. "Umm, lovely! My clit... do my clit... you know..." He attacked her clit, but with a surprising gentleness, using his tongue to coax the little man in a boat out of its hiding place. "Oh, ho, you got it! Lick it... suck my hardon, lover!" Jill began to hum happily, as his tongue passed around and over her rising bud. "Oh, yeah... you're making me crazy baby! You know your shit." She had both hands on top of his head, guiding him around her sex. "Eat me out, baby! Eat me out!" He mashed his mouth against her cunt, absorbing both outer lips and drawing hard upon them. "NICE!" His tongue slithered into her hole, trying to pry it wider, knowing she loved this particular act on his part. "Sweep me up, lover, sweep me up!" She moaned, writhed her hips into his face. Adam knew exactly what she wanted and sent his tongue out in a long lick that encompassed the entire area from her ass crack to her clit, where he dawdled, licking first, and then sucking it into his mouth. Jill screamed happily, and he started to chew on it, not overly hard, but in a teasing fashion that started her climax. "Get my clit, get my clit Make me cum!" He obliged her, caressing her labia with his fingers, and kissing, licking and sucking on her clit. Jill's hips were rocking back and forth in time with his loving assault on her tiny love bud. "I'm getting close..." she gasped. "Get me a little closer, make me wait... tease me into a really big cum, please!" Adam continued to concentrate on her clit, then on hearing her emit the familiar huffing that preceded her usual orgasm, he halted, and turned his attention to her inner thighs, kissing them hard enough to leave reminders of their activity later on. Jill had her own way of telling him when she was ready to proceed, drawing her legs back and locking her arms through her knees. Adam went right to her very exposed clit again, lightly massaging it with both fingers and tongue until she was huffing again. He promptly left off any further activity with her love nub, and placing both hands under her rump, pried her bottom several inches off the bed. His somewhat dazed spouse, could only mumble, "Huh?" not knowing what he was up to. That was just fine with Adam, who began to lap at crevice leading to her asshole. She jumped wildly as he swathed his tongue tentatively over her cute little orifice. Jill squealed loudly as he tasted her asshole, and pushed herself towards him, and in seconds Adam felt her little pucker opening up to him. She grabbed the back of his head and her squeals turned to screams of delight. And then she was panting, "Now my clit, my clit!" Adam moved quickly to cover her clit with his mouth, and licked like a madman as Jill ground her cunt into his face. As best he could recall afterward, she had humped his face, gone rigid, and then limp. The thing he remembered most of all was that Jill repeated the process endlessly, until she let out a loud grunt and her legs started to shake in the air. Still grunting, she shoved his face away, but kept her hand at the back of his head. She gasped for air, and pulled him close again. Adam resumed licking at her as she moaned delightedly. Jill moaned again, and said, "Gonna cum, honey!" "Good!" he managed to get out, before his mouth was covered by her humping loins. "Gonna cum... just... stick your finger up my asshole!" Adam obliged her. He couldn't remember her ever being this excited. "Jam it in!" she hissed, and when he did, she went into a series of convulsive jerks as she exploded with the hardest climax she'd ever had; bouncing on the bed, half sitting up, with a rictus expression and eyes rolled back in her head. Jill was still screaming as the second wave swept over her, and following instructions, Adam instinctively continued to saw his finger in and out of her ass while returning to bite and suck on her thoroughly engorged clit. Suddenly her wild thrashing stopped. She twisted violently and came free of both Adams mouth and fingers. "NO MORE, NO, NO, NO MORE!" She cried out, as both of her hands went to her cunt holding it tightly as she rolled onto her stomach on the bed and then back, almost falling out of bed in the process. Adam lay there patiently. He discovered he was hard as a rock again and was wondering if she was up to another round when Jill came back to earth. "Baby," she gasped, her chest heaving, as she struggled to regain her breath. "I haven't come that hard in years. Maybe I've never had one that good." "I'm only here to serve," Adam grinned and hefted her right breast in the palm of his hand, brought it to his mouth and kissed the nipple. Only then did he realize his lips were actually sore from eating her out so thoroughly. "Oh, I'm done," Jill said, "I'm exhausted, really I am." "I can go again if you'd like," he offered. "No thank you. But I do have a favor to ask," she said, her voice somewhat timid. "Anything my love," he responded and kissed her nipple again. "Would you fuck Joan for me?" ------- The End ------- Posted: 2006-09-09 ------- http://storiesonline.net/ -------