Introducing Jenny

Jim lay in his bed, his body slick with sweat and cum, his cock still semi-hard from the intensity of his orgasm. He could feel the weight of what he had just done, the tangled web of deceit and desire that he had woven around himself and Jenny. He looked over at her, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her own orgasm, her chest heaving with each breath.

She finally turned her head to look at him, her blue eyes reflecting the dim light, her blonde hair disheveled and sticking to her forehead.

"Holy fuck, Jim," she said, her voice breathless and Husky. "I don't know what just happened, but that was...that was fucking amazing."

Jim nodded, a smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. "Yeah, it was," he agreed, his voice low and satisfied. He didn't want to break the moment, didn't want to ruin the afterglow that was enveloping them.

So, he just smiled and ran a hand through her hair, pushing it back from her face.

Jenny turned her head and pressed a soft kiss to his palm. "I love you, Jim," she said, her voice gentle and warm. "You make me feel so amazing."

Jim felt a pang of guilt at her words. He loved her too, more than anything. But he knew he had betrayed her trust, had used her for his own perverse pleasure. He swallowed hard, pushing the guilt down, and focused on the present moment.

"I love you too, Jen," he replied, his voice soft. "Let's get cleaned up." He helped her off the bed.

"Oh yeah and you'll have to finally introduce me to your roommate."

Jenny said as she stood up and stretched. Her naked body glistened in the soft light of the room, Jim couldn't help but admire her.

She picked up her clothes and they

walked towards the bathroom.

When they got there, Jim turned on the shower and they stepped in together. The warm water cascaded over their bodies, washing away the remnants of their intense session.

Jim reached for the body wash. He squirted a generous amount into his hands and began to lather up. He started at her neck, his hands gently massaging the soap into her skin. He moved down to her shoulders, then her back, her sides, her stomach. He lingered on her breasts, his fingers circling and kneading her nipples until they were hard and erect.

Jenny let out a soft moan, her head falling back as she arched her back, pressing herself into his touch. Jim couldn't help but smirk, he loved how responsive she was to his touch, how she never hesitated to let him know what she wanted.

They stepped out of the shower and began drying off and getting dressed. Jim watched nervously as Jenny picked up her black-lace panties. She brought them up to her nose and sniffed deeply. Jim held his breath, his heart pounding in his chest. He didn't know what to expect.

"Fuck, these are soaked," she said, a smirk playing at the corners of her mouth. She pulled them up her slender legs and covered her tight little pussy with her cum-saturated panties. Jim's cock twitched in his jeans, his mouth going dry at the sight. He watched, transfixed, as Jenny slipped the panties on, her face a picture of confusion. He could see the outline of the wet fabric against her skin, saturated with Paul's cum.

The sight of her wearing them, covering her pussy with another man's load, was almost too much for him to handle. His cock throbbed in his jeans, **** for release.

"Fuck, Jenny, you look so fucking hot in those," he growled, his voice thick with desire.

Jenny looked down at herself, her brows furrowing in confusion. "Why are they...?" She trailed off, her eyes meeting Jim's. She could see the desire burning in them, the raw, primal need.

He closed the distance and his hand met the front of her panties. Rubbing them furiously and pushing his fingers inside through the crotch, Jim could feel the heat and wetness of her pussy underneath the soaked fabric. He felt a jolt of electricity shoot through his body as his fingers pushed the fabric inside of her. Jenny moaned and pushed her hips against his hand, grinding against his fingers, relishing the sensation of being filled with another man's seed.

"Fuck, baby, you feel so good," Jim groaned, his cock straining against his jeans. He pushed her up against the sink before dropping to his knees. He grabbed her leg and lifted it over his shoulder, opening her up completely to him. He looked up at her, his eyes dark with lust, before diving in.

He started slow, his tongue licking and teasing her through the wet fabric of her panties. He could taste the mixture of her own juices and Paul's cum, the taste driving him wild. He could feel her body responding to his touch, her hips grinding against his mouth, her breath coming in short, **** gasps.

He looked up at her, his eyes locked onto hers, and he saw the raw desire, the need reflected in her eyes. He wanted to tease her, to make her beg for it.

"Hold still," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "Let me taste you."

He hooked his finger into the sides of her panties and pulled them aside, exposing her glistening pussy to his eager mouth. He could see the mixture of her own juices and Paul's cum, the sight driving him wild with desire. He licked his lips, his cock throbbing in his jeans, **** for release.

He couldn't wait any longer. He dove in, his tongue sliding through her folds, tasting the salty sweet mixture of her juices and Paul's cum. He groaned against her, the taste sending shivers down his spine.

Jenny threw her head back, her hips bucking against his mouth. "Fuck, Jim, your tongue feels so good," she moaned. "Eat me, baby. Taste me."

Jim obliged, his tongue working her clit in fast, tight circles.

Jenny grabbed his hair with both hands, pulling him closer, forcing his tongue deeper into her pussy. "That's it, baby," she groaned, her voice hoarse with pleasure. "Lick my fucking pussy. Taste me, Jim. Taste all of me."

Jim complied, his tongue delving deeper, his nose pressing against her clit, inhaling the intoxicating scent of her arousal mixed with Paul's cum. He could feel her pussy clenching around his tongue, her juices flowing freely, coating his face.

Jenny's hips began to buck wildly against his face, her breath coming in short, **** gasps.

Jim could feel her thighs trembling as her orgasm approached. He sucked and licked her clit with furious determination, his tongue swirling and flicking, his teeth grazing her sensitive nub ever so slightly.

"Oh God, Jim, right there, yes! Don't stop, don't fucking stop," Jenny begged, her fingers tightening in his hair, pulling him even closer.

Jim could feel her pussy pulsing against his tongue, her juices flowing freely, coating his face. He relished the taste of her, the feel of her, the sound of her pleasure.

With a scream Jenny let go, her inner muscles convulsing around his tongue, her juices flooding his mouth. He lapped at her, swallowing every drop, savoring the taste of her arousal mixed with Paul's cum.

"Okay, I need a break, introduce me to your roommate." Jenny said, catching her breath and looking around for her clothes. Jim quickly grabbed them from the pile on the floor and handed them to her.

"Yeah, of course, Jen. Let's go meet Paul," Jim said, trying to hide the nervousness in his voice. He walked out of the bathroom, with Jenny following behind him, still wearing her cum-soaked panties.

As they walked into the living room, Jim could see Paul sprawled on the couch. He had a beer in one hand and the TV remote in the other. When he saw them, he sat up and grinned wickedly. Knowing Jenny wore his cum-soaked panties made him grin wickedly..

"Well, well, well," he said, his eyes roaming over her body. "Look what we have here."

Jenny flushed, suddenly feeling self-conscious. She crossed her arms over her chest, trying to hide her body from Paul's gaze.

"Jenny, this is Paul, my roommate," Jim said, trying to keep his voice steady.

"Paul, this is Jenny, my girlfriend."

Paul stood up from the couch, his massive cock already semi-hard, pressing against his sweatpants. He walked over to them, his eyes never leaving Jenny.

"Nice to meet you, Jenny," he said, his voice low and gravelly. He extended his hand towards her, but instead of shaking it, he used it to trace the line of her jaw.

Jenny shivered at his touch, her eyes wide with surprise and arousal. She looked from Paul to Jim, her cheeks flushed with desire.

"Urm, nice to meet you too," she said, her voice barely a whisper.

She could feel the heat radiating off his body, could see the bulge of his cock pressing against his sweatpants.

Paul's hand moved from her jaw to her neck, his thumb tracing the line of her pulse. "You're as beautiful as Jim said you were," he growled, his voice low and intimate.

Jim could feel the tension in the room growing, the air thick with desire. He could see the way Jenny was looking at Paul's bulge, could see the way her body was responding to his touch. He knew he should stop this, knew he should put an end to this madness, but he couldn't.

Jenny snapped herself out of it. "Urm, it's nice to meet you Paul" she managed to say, trying to keep up some semblance of civility.

"Yeah, I moved in a few weeks ago," Paul replied, his thumb still tracing the line of her pulse, his eyes never leaving hers.

Jim cleared his throat, trying to break the tension. "Yeah, so we're probably just going to hang out in my room tonight Paul".

Paul smirked, "Well, don't let me interrupt your little party. I'm sure Jim's got some big plans for that tight little pussy of yours."

Jenny gasped, her eyes widening at Paul's crude words. She looked at Jim, confusion and a hint of arousal in her eyes. "Jim?"

Jim swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew he should stop this, should tell Paul to back off, but he couldn't. The sight of Paul's hand on Jenny's lips, the thought of what was about to happen, was too much.

Jim's cock throbbed painfully in his jeans, **** for release. He watched in silence as Paul's thumb parted Jenny's lips, sliding into her mouth, her tongue wrapping around it, sucking gently.

Jenny's eyes widened in shock, but she didn't stop. She began to suck Paul's thumb with more enthusiasm, her cheeks hollowing as she did.

Paul chuckled, "I'll let you lovebirds get back to it." he said as he removed his thumb from Jenny's mouth. She shook her head a little, trying to clear the haze of arousal that had taken over her senses. "I should probably go," she said, her voice barely a whisper.

"Lets go hang out in my room" Jim said, taking her hand and leading her back to his room.

Paul watched them go, a wicked grin spreading across his face.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do," he called after them.

Jim didn't acknowledge him, just closed the door behind them and turned to face Jenny. They fucked like animals before falling into a deep sleep.

It was dark when Jim awoke. A strange sound permeated his slumber. His eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the dim light of his room. He lay on his back, a satiated grin still playing on his lips from their earlier escapades. Beside him, Jenny's naked form was curled up, her breaths soft and steady. She looked so peaceful, so innocent, and Jim felt a pang of guilt.

His heart began to race as realization dawned on him.

He knew that sound. It was the unmistakable sound of Paul jerking off.

Jim could hear the wet slapping of skin against skin, the soft moans escaping from his roommate's lips. He looked over the other side of the bed and froze in shock.

It was Paul, naked, standing over Jenny's sleeping form.

His massive cock was in his hand, glistening with precum, and he was stroking it slowly, his eyes locked onto Jenny. Jim's cock throbbed to life as he watched, his mouth going dry at the sight. He could see the hunger in Paul's eyes, the raw, primal desire. He knew that Paul wanted Jenny, wanted to use her, to fill her with his massive cock.

Jenny let out a soft moan in her sleep, her body shifting slightly. Paul's hand moved quicker on his cock, his breaths coming in short, sharp pants. He licked his lips, his eyes never leaving Jenny's naked body.

"Fuck, she's hot, Jim," he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. "I can't wait to fuck that tight little pussy."

Jim's heart was pounding in his chest, his body aching with a twisted mix of fear and excitement. He knew he should stop this, should put an end to this madness, but he couldn't. The sight of Paul's massive cock, the thought of him filling Jenny with his load, was too much.

Paul took a step closer to the bed, his cock now only inches away from Jenny's face. He caressed her cheek, his thumb brushing over her lips.

"Fuck, look at those pretty lips, Jim. They were made for sucking cock." He glanced over at Jim, a wicked grin spreading across his face. A drop of precum dripped from the tip of his massive cock, landing on Jenny's cheek. Jim's cock throbbed at the sight, his body torn between desire and anxiety.

He knew he should stop this, should do something, but he was frozen in place, unable to move. He watched in silence as Paul's thumb parted Jenny's lips, sliding into her mouth. She let out a soft moan, her tongue wrapping around his thumb, sucking gently.

Jim's heart was pounding in his chest, his cock aching with desire. He couldn't believe what he was watching, what was happening right in front of him.

He should have stopped it, should have done something, anything, but he was paralyzed, his cock throbbing with a sick mixture of horror and arousal.

Paul's thumb was buried in Jenny's mouth, her lips wrapped around it like a fucking cock. The sight of her sucking on his roommate's thumb, her cheeks hollowing with each suck, was driving him fucking wild. He could feel the precum soaking through his boxers, his cock begging for release.

He watched as Paul's thumb slipped out of her mouth with a pop. Paul wasted no time, his massive cock was now pressing against her lips, the glistening tip already leaking precum.

"Open up, sweetheart," Paul taunted.

Jim's cock twitched in his boxers, a mixture of horror and arousal coursing through his veins. He wanted to stop this, to yell, to scream, but he couldn't. He was frozen in place, his body aching with desire as he watched Paul's cock press into Jenny's mouth.

Paul ran the tip of his cock along Jenny's lips coaxing out a thick load of precum. Her lips glistened with it.

A shiny, silvery-white coating that made her mouth look so fucking dirty, so fucking hot. Paul's cock pulsed as he watched her lick her lips, tasting him, tasting his precum.

"Fuck," Jim groaned, his voice thick with desire. He could see the hunger in Paul's eyes, the raw, primal need. He knew that Paul wanted this, wanted to use her, to fill her with his massive cock. And fuck, he wanted it too.

Paul ran the tip of his cock along Jenny's lips again, coaxing out another load of precum. He pushed the tip of his cock into her mouth, his thick shaft stretching her lips wide open.

"Fuck, yes," Paul groaned, his cock twitching.

"That's it, baby." He was pressing 2 inches of his cock into her sleeping mouth. "Look at that, Jim," Paul said, his voice hoarse with desire. "Your little girlfriend is taking my cock like a fucking champ."

Jim couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight of Paul's massive cock sliding in and out of Jenny's mouth.

"Fuck, yeah," Jim groaned, his cock throbbing painfully in his boxers. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, what was happening right in front of him.

Paul's massive cock was disappearing into Jenny's mouth inch by inch, her lips stretching to accommodate his girth. Jim could see the bulge of Paul's shaft as it slid in and out of her mouth, the glistening trail of precum coating her lips and chin.

Paul carefully removed his cock and held it inches away from her face, jerking quickly now.

"Look at that, Jim," he said, his voice dripping with lust.

Jim was frozen, his body aching with a mix of horror and arousal. The sight of his roommate's massive cock wet with Jenny's saliva was making him harder than he'd ever been. He knew he should stop this, that he should push Paul away and protect Jenny. But he couldn't move. He was transfixed, his cock throbbing with a sick mixture of guilt and desire.

Paul aimed his cock at her face , and with a groan, he began to pump it with furious strokes. Jim could see the spit and precum flying off the tip, coating Jenny's face with a filthy mixture.

"That's it, baby," Paul grunted. "Take it like a good little slut."

Paul grunted, his cock in his fist, the veins bulging as he pumped it furiously. His eyes were locked onto Jenny's face, watching as his cock head slapped against her cheeks, her forehead, her chin, coating her with his spit and precum.

"Fuck, yes," Paul groaned, shooting a stream of cum onto her face. "That's a good little slut, taking my load like a fucking champ."

Jim's cock was aching, **** for release, **** to join in. He could feel the precum leaking out of the tip, soaking the front of his boxers.

Paul was panting heavily, his body glistening with sweat. He stepped back, his cock still in his hand, and looked down at Jenny.

"Damn, Jim, she's a mess," Paul said, his voice thick with lust. "Look at that, she's fucking drenched in my cum."

Jim's heart was pounding in his chest. But his cock was throbbing painfully, **** for release. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight of Jenny, her face, coated in Paul's cum.

He stepped closer, his cock straining against his boxers. He reached out, his fingers brushing against her cheek, smearing Paul's cum. He brought his fingers to his mouth, tasting the salty, bitter flavour.

"You should clean her up." Paul suggested, smirking.

Jim swallowed, his cock throbbing in his boxers. He knew Paul was right. He knelt on the bed and leant over Jenny. She stirred slightly, but remained asleep. He started at her neck, gently licking and sucking the cum from her skin. He worked his way down her collarbone, across her chest, and up to her face.

He licked and sucked at her cheeks, her nose, her forehead, relishing the taste and texture of Paul's cum. He could feel Jenny's body beginning to stir beneath him, her breaths growing deeper and more ragged.

"That's it, Jim," Paul said, his voice thick with desire. "Clean her up." Paul repeated, his voice a low, demanding growl.

Jim hesitated for a moment, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew he shouldn't be doing this, knew he should push Paul away and protect Jenny. But the sight of her, her face coated in Paul's cum, was too much. He couldn't resist.

After ingesting copious amounts of cum Jim sat up and admired his handywork . Jenny's face was still a glistening mess, her once pristine features smeared with Paul's thick, gooey load.

"Fuck," Jim groaned, his cock throbbing painfully. "That's so fucking hot."

Jim whispered as he ran his tongue over Jenny's face, licking up the remnants of Paul's cum. He could feel Paul's eyes on him, could feel his roommate's gaze burning into his back.

Jim cleaned up most of the cum and looked up at Paul. As if waiting to be called a good boy. Paul simply smirked before turning and leaving the room.

Jim couldn't believe what had just happened, but he couldn't deny the fact that his cock was still rock hard, his body aching for release. He looked down at Jenny, her face glistening, sleeping peacefully, unaware of the filthy acts that had just taken place.

Jim climbed back onto the bed, his body hovering over Jenny's. He could see the outline of her nipples through the thin fabric of her shirt, could see the way her chest rose and fell with each breath. He knew he shouldn't be doing this, knew he should feel guilty, but he couldn't.

He quickly ran to the bathroom to jerk into the toilet. Thinking of the events that had just transpired had his cock ready to burst. The sight of Jenny's face, coated in Paul's cum, was seared into his mind. She looked so fucking hot, so fucking dirty. He couldn't believe he had let that happen, but he couldn't deny that it turned him on.

He gripped his cock, the veins bulging with blood as he stroked it furiously. He could still hear Paul's groans, could still see him pumping his massive cock, coating Jenny with his load. He could feel his own orgasm approaching, could feel his balls tightening, his cock throbbing.

He came hard , his cum splashing into the toilet, the sight of Jenny's face, covered in Paul's cum, forever etched into his mind.

He cleaned himself up and headed back to his room. Jenny was still asleep, her face glistening. Jim couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt, but the sight of her, so dirty and used.