Hooking Up, Part 2.

George quickly cleaned up the floor, just in case he forgot tomorrow, then went to the bedroom, took off his shirt, grabbed his box of condoms and put them on the end table, then laid down on the bed, completely naked, to wait.

He’d been expecting some post nut clarity after the blowjob, perhaps even guilt over having manipulated Jordan into this, but it didn’t come. Maybe it was because of what she said, that she’d been interested in him for a while, and that tonight that feeling was just more intense. That wasn’t so bad, was it?

Or maybe he wasn’t thinking clearly because he was still so damn horny, he thought. Just thinking of Jordan on her knees, sucking the life out of him, made his erection return in ****.

He almost couldn’t wait.

A few painful minutes later, Jordan came into the room, her face and chest cleaned up but still wearing her sports bra and sweatpants. The bra was stained quite heavily, clearly wet and with some small white stains on it. He hadn’t realized how much he’d come.

“Hey,” Jordan said suddenly, frowning in a clearly fake way, “Why’d you take your shirt off? I thought we were going to take each other’s clothes off?”

“Sorry, I forgot,” George said as he got up off the bed and quickly walked over to her, “But I did just say for you to keep your clothes on, I never said I would.”

Jordan laughed at that, smiling brightly as she pulled him in close. “That’s okay, I’ve seen you shirtless before. Besides, I got to take off your pants earlier, that’s close enough.”

“Then I guess it’s my turn,” George stated, then grabbed the elastic band on Jordan’s bra and pulled the whole thing up, revealing her breasts to him for the first time.

Finally, outside of the compression of the sports bra, Jordan’s boobs almost seemed to expand, revealing that they were almost twice as large as they’d appeared to be. George had known they were larger, since he’d seen Jordan in other outfits before, but he still reveled in seeing them like this. He brought his hands back down to her chest and squeezed her large, pale breasts from below. He flicked her small, erect nipples with his thumbs, eliciting a needy whine from her.

“God, I need you,” Jordan said after a few moments of this.

“Patience, I need to get you out of those pants first,” George said, then he gently pushed Jordan backwards onto the bed.

George kissed her abs, feeling and admiring the strong muscles there, then grabbed the waistband and pulled the sweatpants down, kissing her legs along the way while avoiding her pussy. It was clean shaven, which was perhaps expected considering how much she slept around. Jordan continued to whine softly as he made his way down to her feet, but as he slowly started to make his way back up to her core, Jordan suddenly put a hand on his head to stop him.

“Wait,” she said, “You lay down, I want to be on top first, just in case I need time to adjust.”

George paused, then lay his head on her soft but muscular thigh and said, “We can do that, but actually I was hoping to return the favor before we got to that.

Jordan frowned at him, confusion in her eyes as she stared at him. Then, she broke out into a laugh. At first George smiled along, but as the laugh just kept going he found himself frowning. Was there a joke he was missing?

Probably realizing what he was thinking, Jordan finally stopped, though she was still smiling at him.

“Sorry, that was just funny,” she said, “You don’t need to do that.”

“Why?”

“Sweetie, I’ve been exclusively with other women for a long time. You aren’t beating them at pussy eating.”

“That sounds like a challenge.”

“It wasn’t,” Jordan reassured him, “It’s fine. Let’s do this, why don’t you show me how much better your dick is compared to a girl’s mouth?”

“I can do that,” George said, grabbing Jordan and pulling her up on her feet. He grabbed her waist, holding her close to him, then turned them around and leaped back onto the bed with her on top. She squealed loudly and squirmed about slightly on top of him, her breasts rubbing against his chest. She kissed him once she found a comfortable position, then sat straight up, exposing her whole body to him, from her wonderful, teardrop shaped breasts to her wet pussy, only separated from his dick by about an inch.

“Ready?” George asked. Jordan nodded, then put a hand on his erection, checking for a condom. Satisfied, she lined it up and slowly sat back into the penetration, moaning as she went.

It was heaven. She was warm and tight, better than the blowjob had been. They both smiled deeply at each other as she went further down, gasping simultaneously as she bottomed out. Almost immediately, Jordan began riding him hard and fast, putting her hands behind herself for balance as she arched her back. Her breasts swung up and down from the rapid movement, and suitably enticed, George brought himself up to a sitting position so he could try to suck on her nipples as they moved. Jordan moaned louder when he did, and when George made eye contact with her again, she was still smiling, but now with a needy and **** look in her eye.

They continued for the next half hour, switching positions occasionally as they went. Seeing that she had definitely adjusted to his size, George rolled her over onto her back for a while, fucking her while she had her ankles resting on his shoulders. Then Jordan asked to try doggy style, letting him feel her firm and spankable ass as he pounded her from behind. Finally, after sampling those options, Jordan decided she would come best in cowgirl, which they went back to.

After only a minute in that position, Jordan’s moans began growing louder, and finally she let out a scream that was way too loud for the apartment he lived in. She fell onto his chest, twitching as she came. Knowing that he could now finish, George kept going, extending her orgasm until he finally came hard.

It took a few minutes for them to catch their breath, their limbs entwined as Jordan lay on top of him. Finally, Jordan broke the silence. She didn’t seem to be out of breath anymore.

“How long do you think until you can take me for another round?”

George took a few deep breaths, trying not to sound like he couldn’t keep up. “Just a few more minutes probably. Does this mean I passed?”

“Hm, I think I need a few more sessions to decide, you up for them?”