Is this impulse control? (updated w/ sexy scene)

Chase’s house wasn't far from the school, so he sauntered home through the warm summer breeze with a spring in his step. A blowjob and a creampie with a hot teacher will do that to a man.

He looked at the ladies out for a walk or a jog with an appraising eye. He didn’t want to say he was picky, but Chase knew that if he exercised his power of Suggestion too much that it would probably lose its spark. He sighed. Or it might lead him down a darker path. He had aspirations, certainly, but none of them were the world conquering type.

His mind wandered and he built a meandering path in his brain for if he were to work his way to the top. He thought of politicians and billionaires and…

Oh goodness this woman was JUST his type. She was jogging down the side of the road and he just couldn’t resist himself. He flagged her down with a wave and she slowed, smiling at him and taking out her earbuds.

That was another plus of his Suggestion, everybody always treated him like he was supposed to be where he was or that he was supposed to be talking to them. This woman probably would have ignored him otherwise. Instead she was happy to stop and chat. This was already planned, after all.

Her dark brown hair was tied up in a ponytail that flicked from side to side. She wore a hot pink workout fit with just a sports bra and very short booty shorts. The bright colors contrasted nicely with her dark ebony skin and her lips looked oh so kissable.

Chase would introduce himself like a proper gentleman, but there was something so hot about what he was preparing to do.

“Hi,” she said with a bright smile and a little wave.

“Come kiss me, please,” was all Chase said.

She looked at him, pleasantly surprised with eyebrows raised before stepping forwards and grasping his waist, tilting her head up just slightly and placing her lips on his.

They were soft and full and felt just as nice to kiss as he thought they might when he first spotted her. Chase pulled her in by her own hips, and pressed their bodies together. She moaned into his mouth and they made out softly, but passionately. They swirled their tongues together and broke apart, breathless.

“Hi,” Chase returned the greeting given, “I’m Chase.”

“Hellooo Chase,” she panted back, “I’m Jessica.”

"Lift up your top for me, Jessica."

She looked around conspiratorially and tugged at her tight workout wear until her titties flopped out, bounced a couple of times and then settled. They were perky C cups, bordering on D and had a rounded fullness to them that made them so tantilizing. Her sultry smile was the icing on the cake and Chase found himself reaching out to touch them before he realized what he was doing. Thank goodness for Suggestion, phew.

He fondled one in each hand, they were firm and springy and had medium sized areolas. Chase drew her back in and kissed along the top of her cleavage while gently stimulating her nipples. She bit her lip in pleasure and he kissed her again, tangling tongues before he put his tongue to work on her lovely boobs. He licked her nipples and flicked them with his tongue, alternating between sucking and licking and then both at the same time.

Jessica couldn't hold back her moans now and Chase heard a long low moan of pleasure from her chest, she brushed a hand up the back of his neck and took a gentle, but firm, hold on his hair on the back of his head and pulled it more securely onto her breast. She was not letting him go, his mouth felt too good.

This only got Chase more excited, his erection reaching beyond maximum stiffness, straining his pants and pushing a little bead of pre-cum through to the surface. He snaked a hand down to her crotch and rubbed her over her clothes. Her hand followed suit and stroked his manhood from balls to tip.

Chase reluctantly unlatched himself from her bosom and slowly kissed his way down her tight, toned stomach, pulling her shorts to the ground as he settled in on his knees in the grass between the street and the sidewalk in full view of someone's house.

Jessica began to speak, "Sorry about the swea-MMMMmmm, oh my god your tongue! Mmmm! I'm in love with your tongue" She ran her hands through his hair again and pulled him closer still.

Chase licked her pussy up and down like his life depended on it, occasionally dipping down to the bottom to tongue-fuck her sweet, sweet hole. He came back up to the top to message her clit with the flat of his tongue. She was moaning like crazy, her hands roaming his scalp and neck and shoulders.

She unlooped one of her feet from her mostly discarded workout shorts and hooked it over Chase's shoulder. Anything to get him closer to her. He swung his one shoulder under that leg and grabbed her ass to steady her. A firm, yet soft, butt was plied under his grasping fingers.

Her breathing was getting faster and more ragged than when she was jogging before. Her climax was approaching. This one was going to be a big one, Chase could tell. He didn't relent, nor did he hasten his tongue attack. Keeping the same rhythm that brought her to her peak in the first place, he pushed her over the edge.

She half screamed and half moaned with her head back, her voice echoing around the neighborhood streets. Nobody batted an eye.

Her hips and legs shook and spasmed as she orgasmed and Chase's mouth was filled with liquid. Holy shit, she's a squirter. My intuition didn't lead me astray.He swallowed her girl-cum and lapped at her pussy for more.

Her climax eventually subsided and her knees began to buckle. Chase stood up and caught her before she could fall, his arms under hers and her head resting on his shoulder. He was only an inch or two taller than her, it seemed. She breathed heavily until her breath was caught and she straightened up to look him in the eye, an expression of satisfaction on her beautiful face. She kissed him hard, pushing her lips into his and grabbing the back of his head once more. She only relented after eight steamy seconds and their lips broke apart with gentle smack.

Chase was momentarily distracted by her perfect tits still hanging out from under her sports bra before locking in.

“Jessica, I'd love your number,” he said, taking out his phone.

Her eyes went wide and her hand smacked the side of her butt and then the other before remembering that her shorts were on the ground. Chase let go of her so she could bend down and pull them back up, rescuing her phone from her pocket in the process.

It was a very nice view.

“And I need your number, Chase,” she countered giving him her phone, open to a new contact page. He obliged and she hit save.

"I'll text you, cutie," she said with a glance at his still hard cock through his pants, "And then I can return the favor."

He could hardly wait.

They shared a kiss and a grope goodbye and Chase continued on his way home.

Damn, he thought to himself, he really had to work on his impulse control.