The Ultimate Smut Collection 5 (7 page)

I didn't say anything. There was no way I'd admit I'd been about to masturbate to a scene from a cheesy slasher flick. Not in the dark quiet house with my soon to be ex-stepfather. I'd had enough humiliation for one night.

Jake was staring at me again. The wave of heat that rolled through me had nothing to do with the fire roaring next to us. "I'm sorry if I hurt you or scared you before."

"It's fine. It was half my fault. I should have just said something when I heard you. Halloween, I guess. Makes things eerie."

"I guess. Is that a beer I see?"

"Yeah, sorry."

"I don't care if you drink. But why don't you grab me one and put some clothes on. I'll stay and watch this movie with you."

I'd never been so happy to be ordered around. I wanted to get dressed before but didn't want to let him see how uncomfortable I was. Not because it was awkward to be topless in front of him. The problem was how much I enjoyed knowing his eyes had trouble staying on my face. I kept thinking about the solid weight of him on top of me on the floor. Wondering what his hair would feel like between my fingers.

I grabbed my shirt and pinched my arm as I pulled it on. Dirty, sexy thoughts about Jake were off-limits. At least until I was alone again and could do something about it. I've always been of the mind that fantasies don't count. Nothing is forbidden in your own mind. And mine was filling with ideas enough to fill a lot of lonely nights.

After grabbing a beer for Jake I sat down next to him and turned my attention back to the television. I was incredibly aware of him there on the other end of the couch. His arm rested along the back, his fingers mere inches from my head. I imagined that hand coming over to grab my head, dragging my mouth to his for a hot, hard kiss before shoving me down to grind my face into his crotch. I could see and feel it so clearly that my mouth opened to accept his cock and my pussy leaked enough cream to soak my panties.

It took the sound of screaming from the movie to force me back to reality. The hot young couple was now a blood-splattered girl with no shirt on, screaming at the top of her lungs and holding the headless body of her boyfriend between herself and the axe-wielding maniac.

I looked over at Jake. He wasn't paying a bit of attention to the television; his eyes were trained on me. Embarrassed at what I'd been imagining, I tried to lighten the mood. "Guess that's what you get for being so slutty in these movies, huh?"

He nodded absently. "These things were supposed to scare kids about sex, but it just made the whole thing more dangerous and cool."

"I guess so." My eyes wandered back to the screen. The girl was now running through the woods, maniac on her heels. "That's gotta hurt."

I blushed again but the heat between my legs flared up again. He'd been thinking about my chest? Were we imagining some of the same things?"

"Yes you do." He ran a finger across the neckline of my t-shirt, his touch soft and insistent at the same time. "Tell me."

Jake's hand dipped under my shirt and he traced a line from one shoulder to the other, sliding down in the middle to the tops of my breasts. "And?" he prodded me.

Jake reached around me with his other arm and pulled me in close to him. I closed my eyes and let my head fall back onto his shoulder.

I finally realized what he was doing. Giving me the control, letting me set the pace. It was thoughtful and appreciated. Understanding that gave me the confidence to overcome the rush of emotions the situation created. That night I wasn't some eighteen-year-old out of her depth with an older man. I was the same girl who'd written Leo off with one angry look. It was Halloween, the night everyone can be whatever they want. And what I wanted to be was a sexy, powerful woman. What I wanted was Jake.

After a deep breath I opened my eyes and looked at Jake. "Maybe I should show you, just so everything is clear."

"Be my guest," he said, with a sexy half-smile on his face.

I grabbed his hand and pushed it farther up my leg until the tips of his fingers brushed my panty-covered crotch. I fisted my other hand in his hair and dragged his mouth down to mine. Our lips met roughly, crushing against each other. His tongue snaked out and dipped inside my mouth. I opened for him and tasted the beer he'd just been drinking.

In my lap, his fingers pushed forward, crushing the wet lace against my clit. I gasped and tilted my hips to urge him on.

Jake broke the kiss and looked at me for a second before pushing my panties aside and driving two fingers deep into my cunt. His thumb drew circles around my clit as my juices soaked his hand. We pulled my shirt off together and his mouth descended on and devoured my breasts. His lips, teeth and tongue kissed, nipped and swirled around my tender flesh. His fingers inside me were hot as fire. My walls tightened around them, drawing him in hungrily.

Instead of giving me time to recover, Jake replaced his hand with his mouth and lapped up the juices covering my pussy. My body kept shaking and I couldn't speak, couldn't beg for mercy. Not that I wanted any. His tongue probed inside me as the stubble on his face scraped against my smooth, wet skin erotically.

I moaned and pushed him back, needing to take things to the next level. I straddled him and unzipped his pants. Jake's cock sprang out, bigger than I'd expected. I gripped it in one hand, relishing the soft skin covering his hard dick. It was hot to the touch and a drop of pre-cum oozed from the tip as I jerked it.

His hips bucked and he groaned as I played with the thick column of flesh. I'd planned to suck it, but couldn't wait to have him buried deep inside my anymore. As if he anticipated what I needed Jake tore my panties at the crotch and guided my hips into place. I sank down, feeling the wide blunt tip of his prick spreading me open. I was so wet there was no resistance, just a delicious slide as he filled me.

"Oh, you're so tight, baby."

"You like it, Jake? Like my little cunt taking your cock?"

"Fuck yes." He grabbed me hips and started raising and lowering me, fucking me slow and deep. Each thrust sent another wave of pleasure through my body.

Jake dipped his head and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth. Sucking on the sensitive nub, he fucked me harder, faster. Soon our bodies were slamming against one another. I cried out wordlessly as his cock pummeled my insides deliciously.

"Oh yeah. Fuck me. Oh, fuck me hard."

He flipped us over, my legs wrapped around his waist and his arms holding me tight. Then I was on my back and he was hammering me with fast, deep strokes and the whole world turned sideways. The orgasm didn't build as much as explode in me. I screamed and scratched at Jake's shoulders. His pace slowed a bit before he plunged in all the way, balls slapping against my skin and his dick bumping my cervix. He swelled inside me and hot streams of cum shot into my pussy, adding more heat and wetness.

Even after he came Jake stayed hard. He fucked me slowly, almost sweetly for a while as our heart rates settled down. When I could breathe again, I finally spoke.

"Jake, you're amazing."

He flashed a cocky smile and smoothed my hair back from my forehead. "We're just getting started, baby." He nudged me to wrap my legs around him again and stood up. He walked us over to the fireplace and set me down on a pile of pillows, never letting his cock slip from inside me.

Jake palmed my breasts, squeezing and molding. Our eyes met in a haze of desire and we started moving together again. He leaned in to kiss me and I knew this was no one time thing. Jake was giving me pleasure I never thought possible and I was hooked.

Again, as if he knew what was going on in my head, he stopped kissing me and pulled out of my pussy to get my full attention on his words.

"Of course." Jake pulled me close again, sliding his hand between my legs. He spread my lips open and pushed inside my tight pussy. He watched the firelight play over my skin as his fingers drove me wild.

"I want to taste you," I said.

"You don't have to ask me twice."

Jake scooted up my body so his thighs were nestled below my breasts and his sock brushed against my mouth. I licked the tip quickly, savoring the flavor of our juices mixed together. I hefted the weight of him in one hand and slid it between my lips. He hissed as the head entered my mouth. Making sure to keep our eye-contact, I pushed more of his thick rod into my mouth, taking him into the back of my throat in one long, slow slide.

Jake's balls drew up tight against my chin and his hand fisted in my hair as I laved his soft skin with my tongue. The salty, earthy taste of his cock was like sweet candy to me and I swiped over the underside repeatedly.

Tired of my slow teasing he cupped my face in his hands. "I have to fuck your face, baby."

I made a small sound of agreement, the vibration made him hiss as he started thrusting into my mouth. I relaxed my jaw and let saliva gather to ease the journey. He pushed deep, until the flat tip was nestled in my throat and then pulled back. Jake repeated the maneuver until I was comfortable and sped up until I couldn't breathe or think. Nothing existed but his cock filling me.