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Chapter 5 by Wigglesjiggles Wigglesjiggles

What's next?

Dreams come true

The taxi back to his hotel is a blur that I barely remember, however in my defense I was about to hook up with the lead guitarist of my favourite band I was trying to hold it together. I would pinch myself to make sure this was still real but even if this was a dream I didn't want to wake up. We hurry through the hotel lobby, Jay likely didn't want to be stopped on the off chance someone recognised him. Little did he know if someone even tried to impede us getting to his hotel room I would tear them in half, no one and I mean NO ONE was going to ruin this for me. As we get into the lift heading up my phone begins to ring, ironically enough my ringtone was a song of his, the punk music fills the confined space. I can see a sly grin of pride at hearing my ringtone, I expected him to comment but he stays silent as I pull out my phone. "Who's Drew?" Jay asks looking at my ringing phone screen, "my boyfriend" I answer honestly as I look at the screen myself, I hold the ringing phone for a couple of seconds "you gonna answer it?" Jay asks, I turn my phone off "nope". My boyfriend had a chance, if he hadn't taken out his frustrations yelling at me, we probably would have had a great time at the concert and he'd have probably gotten laid tonight.

Once we are in Jay's hotel room we're all over each other, I barely even registered how nice and fancy the hotel room was, this was clearly a premium option. I toss my handbag onto the chair that was facing the bed and let Jay unzip my dress; as my clothing falls my heart is in my throat, I had a few stretch marks that had lingered from my initial weight. While I had lost the weight the marks had remained and I remember how when I first stripped for my boyfriend he had remarked on them and it was a real point of insecurity for me. Jay takes a step back and drinks in my body, clad in just a bra and panties, my heart is in my throat expecting a joke or remark. "You're stunning" he says with a whistle of approval, I was stunned I was so sure that a comment would come not a compliment, "t-thanks" I stammer blushing heavily. he begins to undress himself now tossing his leather jacket to the floor and taking off his t-shirt to reveal a body laden with tattoos, a prominent centipede tattoo snaking up from his ribs across his chest. He then kicks of his boots and drops his trousers; my eyes nearly bug out of my skull as I see a pretty sizable bulge in his briefs, Jay notices and gives a little laugh "that never gets old" he muses.

Now clad in just our underwear we climb atop the bed making out, his hand begins to massage my tits and I snake a hand down his abs to the tented briefs, Jesus, he wasn't even fully hard. I begin to softly squeeze him through his briefs, "you're huge" I say in disbelief at the sheer size that I was feeling. Jay says nothing but I feel the stubble on his face as he gets a prideful grin, he reaches behind me to undo my bra with practiced ease. My tits spill out from their confinement and he cranes his head back to get a good look, his grin only grows wider.

We make out for a bit longer before we decide to get to the main event, I slide my panties down and kick them off the bed, and watch with rapt attention as he does the same. Seeing his beast free from it's cage was unreal the thick tube of meat was far bigger than my boyfriend to the point where a side by side comparison would be almost comical. "Holy shit!" I stare at it wide eyed and with a deep hunger that needed to be satiated, "you like?" Jay asks confidence oozing in every word, "yes I think so... I hope so, I've never had one that's so big" I say with a mixture of giddy excitement and unending nervousness, this was a cock that had the potential to break me. "Go on touch it" He encourages, I reach out tentatively and wrap my hand around his hard cock, the sheer girth preventing my fingers from meeting in the middle, "wow" my awestruck state leaving me unable to say more as I manipulate the massive tool feeling its substantial weight.

"It's so big... can you be gentle?" I ask nervously, Jay smiles "of course" he answers gently removing his cock from my grip and sliding down the bed. He leans forward and plants a soft kiss to my right nipple, taking the sensitive bud past his lips and suckling briefly before releasing. Moving southwards he grips my hip with one hand and uses his other to spread my legs exposing my drenched sex. He dips down further to give my sopping cunt a long lick, his tongue dragging across my most intimate area, "mmm just making sure you're ready, but you're wet enough" he says with a wink. "Yeah it's because I'm soo ready for your big cock to split me open" I reply, he climbs back up the bed this time planting his arms either side of my and positioning himself above me. He kisses me once more and as our tongues dance I taste myself off his, "you ready?" Jay asks as we part, gazing into my eyes as he lines his prodigious tool with my pussy, I steady my nerves with a deep breath and give him the green light, "I'm ready".

Is Hannah ready?

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