"Now, she's ready," Jake said, ramming his cock into her snatch.
"Give it to her," David said, sawing his cock in and out of her mouth. "She loves it the harder the better."
"Mmmmm!" Jessie mumbled, her lips racing up and down David's prick.
"Shit, what a tight cunt!" Jake growled.
She arched her back and thrust her pelvis to meet Jake's fuck-strokes. Above her, David forced his cock into her throat.
"Do you dig it, baby?" Jake said.
Jessie couldn't answer, but she clawed at his arms in response. David snickered.
"She loves it," he said.
"I can go a long time," Jake said. "Want to change places?"
"Sure."
Jessie took a few deep breaths when the men changed places. Soon it was David plunging his cock into her cunt and Jake fucking her mouth.
"What a hot number she is," Jake said. "You've got the business, Dave. We'll sign the papers in the morning."
"You won't be sorry," David said.
"I never could resist a tight pussy. Hey, look at her come."
"Get over here," David said, pulling out of her cunt. "You've got to feel her pussy on your cock when she comes."
Jessie's climax went on and on. Her cunt contracted powerfully around Jake's cock, causing him to blast off inside her depths.
"Fantastic piece," Jake said as he finished up.
"Yeah, she's the best," David said.
"God, that was good!" Jessie sighed, arms and legs wide spread.
Jake reached for a cigarette and chuckled. "We'll do it again, after the papers are signed, doll."
CHAPTER SEVEN
Red began coming to the house once or twice a week. He came after school to help with the yard and Jessie paid him well from her own money.
To avoid neighborhood gossip, she kept him busy with chores far the first hour or so. After he was through with his work they had a few beers and fucked.
One day they sat and talked while they sipped their beer. Red told her about the first time he got fucked. She described how she lost her cherry. They spoke as one adult to another. At times Jessie forgot he was only a boy.
Suddenly she rose up. "Dance with me," she said, switching on the stereo.
She stood in front of him for a moment, swaying back and forth in time to the music.
"You're terrific," Red said as he took her into his arms.
She rubbed up against him. "You're pretty terrific too."
"I wish I was older. If we were the same age we could get married."
"But I'm already married." The boy frowned. "Yeah, but you don't love him."
"Who says I don't love him?" The teenager held her possessively tight. "If you loved him you wouldn't be fucking me."
"Oh, darling, in so many ways you're still so young."
He tightened his grip on her.
"And in some ways I'm elder than you."
"You're holding me so tight I can hardly breathe."
"I don't care. I want to be with you all the time."
She forced him to relax his grip. "You know that's impassible," she said lightly.
"Why?"
She didn't bother stifling a giggle.
He flushed. "Go ahead and make fun of me. I don't care. I love you."
"I love you too, darling. I love when you fuck me. When you fuck me, you're all man. Wonderful, hard-cocked man."
He backed her into the wall and pressed up against her.
"When I graduate, I can get a job."
"I guess you can."
"And we can get married," he blurted out. She froze. "We can what?"
"Get married."
His entire body shook as he stared into her eyes.
"I love you, Jessie."
"Nonsense, darling, you're just a kid. You don't know what life is all about."
"I know enough to know I love you." She realized then she had a problem. Trying to sound casual, she brushed her lips against his cheeks.
"You'll be in love a hundred times before you settle down."
"No!"
He hugged her so tightly she had difficult breathing.
"I've got an idea," she said, sounding more confident than she felt. "Let me fix you a real drink."
She managed to escape his arms and head for the kitchen. He followed on her heels.
"You're trying to change the subject," he said.
"What if I am?" She began mixing a pitcher of martinis.
"Don't laugh at me." His voice was low and dead serious.
She melted. "Oh, darling, I'm not laughing at you. It's just that a boy your age is vulnerable. You'd fall in love with any older woman who looked at you."
"No, I wouldn't. I love you." His chin jutted out. "I really do."
"Let's not argue."
She handed him a martini, took his hand and led him back to the living room.
"Now, where's that smile?"
"You're not fucking anyone else, are you?" He wrinkled his nose when he tasted the martini.
She realized then he thought he was the only man in her life beside John. She didn't know whether to lie or tell him the truth. She didn't want to lead him on, but at the same time she didn't want to hurt him. She decided it would be best to evade the entire issue.
"Kiss me, Red."
Taking his hand, she placed it over her right tit. Her blouse was open and her cleavage peeked out. His eyes glistened when he gazed at her tits. He squeezed her tit and smirked.
"Kiss me," she repeated, and he leaned over and kissed her on the lips. "That's better, darling. All that serious talk was depressing me. Promise you won't bring it up again?"
He shook his head. "Aw, Jessie…"
She placed a finger over his lips.
He hesitated. "Okay, but some day we'll talk about it again."
"Meanwhile, there's this thing down here." She made a grab for his crotch. He automatically pushed his knees together. "Hey, watch it!"
She threw her head back and laughed. "Trying to protect the family jewels? Honey, I wouldn't hurt you for the world."
"You're laughing at me."
"No, I'm just happy we're together."
"Just don't laugh at me." She rubbed his crotch and as his cock stiffened the blood rushed to his face.
"Hmmmm, I like what I feel in here."
"I love fucking you."
"You're darling." She touched her hand to his cheek. "So young and dear," she mused.
He trembled. "Can we get into bed now?" he croaked.
"Let's get on the rug," she said. "I don't want to wait to get into bed."
And then they were on the floor and he climbed on top of her and they kissed. As his mouth came down on hers, she caressed the back of his neck. They were like two young lovers, probing each other's mouth and touching all over.
His lips were the lips of a men. If she closed her eyes she could imagine he was her peer and not a mere child. But most of the time she kept her eyes open. The fact that he was a teenager turned her on. The feel of his strong arms around her made her weak with lust.
They drank each other's essence. One kiss blended into another. His hands cupped her tin and hers stroked his ass. He lay squarely on top of her and his body cut her off from the world.
"Jesus, Jessie," he murmured. "You're so beautiful, Red."
"You're the beautiful one." She stroked his hair. "We're both beautiful."
She began unbuttoning her blouse. Soon her bra was off and she was naked from the waist up. He mashed his chest against her tits as she ran her hands across his strong young back.
He sucked her neck, suctioning little pieces of flesh between his teeth and leaving love marks on her throat. He dug his fingers into her tits, flicking his thumbs over her nipples.
She managed to unzip his fly and free his cock. She touched the bulbous head and squeezed the thick root.
"Oh, darling," she said.
"I love you, Jessie."