Let’s Talk

The sky was a dreary autumnal gray. Lily thought she’d be more nervous, but really all she felt was tired. Tired of crying, tired of feeling bad for herself, tired of thinking about it all. She figured there was no way to make it up to Jake, that’s not how these things go. Still, she wanted more than anything to just find something to gesture how sorry she was but she didn’t know if she’d get the chance. She was expecting Jake to scream, to let all the ill feelings that she had created spill out in a frenzied charge.

The moments of waiting for the door to open after she knocked seemed to last an eternity. Every possibility simultaneously floundering around her mind at once. When the door opened Jake stood there, staring like he too had no idea what to expect. They exchanged quiet hellos before Jake motioned for Lily to come in. The house was silent, like it was also waiting with bated breath to see what happened next. Lily walked up the stairs in front of Jake, feeling like she was on death row taking her walk to the gallows. Jake followed, that sensation of disappointment, lust, jealousy, and hunger all building as he watched her moved. Both the object of his desire and the bringer of so much pain was only an arms distance away.

She heard the door click shut behind her. When she turned around Jake was standing over her, a look in his eyes she didn’t recognize. Before she could react, his lips were on her. No warning, no warm up. Just their lips meeting in an open mouth kiss, his tongue prodding around as if it were searching for something. Jake’s strong hand pressed into Lily’s back, pulling her into him. The other found her hip, his fingers digging into her hip bone. A moan escaped her lips, Jake sucking it into his mouth. Her hands slid through his hair and caressed his jaw, memorizing him as if she worried that she might forget what these moments were like. And she was, though she didn’t know at the time. No, she was present. They both were. Basking in the light of their reunion, at least for now.

Lily’s hoodie was torn off and thrown somewhere in the room, her tits spilling free. Jake pulled away, only briefly, that same strange look in his eyes. It was intense, but it wasn’t anger. Lily tried her best to read it but before she could, Jake was hurling his own shirt to the far reaches of the room. He crashed into her once more, his hands now grasping her at her breasts as he tasted her lips. Lily relished his touch. Her skin tingled as he laid his claim and she felt his desperation as he pawed at her.

Lily reached down and undid Jake’s belt, then the button of his jeans, then the zipper. She dropped down pulling his jeans along with her. Her face pressed against the warm bulge in his boxer briefs and she gnawed hungrily at it, feeling how it twitched against her cheek. She finished undressing him, allowing his cock to spring free. She admired it for a breath, loving how it hung heavy in front of her. Jake’s dick. The dick I love so fucking much. But no longer the only dick I’ve serviced. She took him into her mouth, all the way into the back of her throat like there was no time for the pleasantries of building from the ground up. No, she needed this. She needed to feel her throat strain around him. She drug her lips back along his shaft and tightened her lips at his head, beckoning his slit with the tip of her tongue. Lily’s gaze lifted to try and meet Jake’s. What she saw was his face twisting in pleasure as gentle moans escaped him. She loved that he was at her mercy, that she could control his body with a swipe of her tongue or a pucker of her lips. How she now knew that he wasn’t the only one she could influence like this, but he was the only one she truly wanted. The warm salty taste of his skin and his reactions to her movements sent a pulse through her body that made her quiver. She let out a low drone of satisfaction, Jake tensing and breathing out a sound of pleasure as the vibrations rattled him. He looked down and met her half-closed, horny, and sated eyes. She was almost hypnotizing in this state. Seeing how much she was loving having his cock in her mouth, he had almost forgotten why she was here in the first place. He wasn’t positive he even knew.

His hand tangled in her hair, holding her head so that she wouldn’t look away. Her travel up and down his shaft slowed but never wavered in its intensity.

“Did you do this for him?” The words left Logan’s mouth on their own.

Lily only whimpered a regretful note.

Jake tightened his grip on her hair and forcefully pulled, shoving his cock deep into her throat. He thrust hard into her face, feeling encouraged by every gag and moan. He then pulled her by hair off of himself, a filthy pop echoing through the room. Saliva cascaded from her mouth as Jake tugged on her hair forcing her to meet his eyes again.

“I asked you a question” His voice was austere and commanding.

“Yes” she answered as she tried to replace the air in her lungs.

Two fires were lit within Jake. One was a raging possessive jealousy. The other, a strange sinful pride. They weren’t trying to cancel the other out, they were working in tandem. Feeding off one another. Jake pulled Lily back onto his stiffness. His body reacting as her mouth enveloped him again. She gave her control completely to him, he deserved it with everything that had happened. She was gushing down below as he took back her mouth. Then with another pop he pulled Lily up to her feet by the root of her hair. Her lips were glossy and her eyes glazed, her face and chest blooming with a rosy tint.

He shoved her onto her back, onto his bed. She didn’t mean to but she squealed in appreciation for this dominant man looming over her, ready to give into his every desire. To let him use her however he pleased, because her body belonged to him. She belonged to him. He pulled her yoga pants off with a mighty tug and crawled on top of her. His dick, still dripping with her spit, filled her completely.

“OH!” she yelped as he pushed himself to the hilt. Her body molding around him and welcoming his cock back home as he began to thrust with a furious authority. Only one week ago, another man was swallowed by her greedy pussy. The only other one to ever explore her depths.

Jake looked into her eyes as he pounded her with unrelenting might, making her yell out with every snap of his hips. In his eyes she thought she saw the faintest whisper of love return, joining whatever this other look is. She still had not figured it out, but fuck was she loving it.

“Tell me everything,” Jake growled, “tell me how you let him taste what’s mine!”

Lily was shocked at his request, but she allowed the truth to spill out of her for fear that this experience might end otherwise.

“I had OH FUCK! YES! I took my shirt off” she struggled to speak through the intensity of the pleasure he wis dolling out to her.

“Ooooooh FUCK! I thought you’d be o-o-okay with it.” She continued, Jake only gripping her thighs tighter as he thrusted like he was being pulled into her.

“Then what?” His voice had lost its edge, it was now dripping with wonder and heat.

She strained hard to get the words out as she told him every detail. She was in shock that he was demanding every detail, and that every detail seemed only to fuel him further. Does he actually like this?

Her question was answered by his satisfied groan as she told of the moment her tongue first tasted Logan’s shaft. The memory of the power she held over him flooding back and piling onto her own satisfaction. She wanted more. Not of Logan, but of this fire from Jake. The fire seemingly ignited by something no girlfriend should ever do. In the hopes that she might get more of this, she decided to dive in completely.

“GOOD GOD— the taste of his precum on my tongue FUCKFUCK OH it was making me so fucking horny!” She saw how his body responded to her words, his mouth hanging open “it made me want to let him do…” she bit her lip and reached for a breath as Jake changed his angle of attack ever so slightly, but enough to give her an entirely new sensation “I would have let him do anything!” The admission came as a guttural rumble. Jakes neck tensed and his eyes told her to keep going.

She continued, not noticing yet how the filthy, wrong, deviant things that were occurring in this bedroom seemed to be drawing them closer together.

“Then he put his dick inside me!” She howled and Jake pulled out of her. Her pussy reached for him, wanting nothing more than for him to come back. He flipped her onto her stomach like it was nothing and pulled her to her knees.

“How was it? His cock?” Jake’s voice was now desperate, a far cry from the dominating, self-confident man that kicked this whole thing off.

Lily hung her head, half in contemplation of whether she was ready to answer that question and half in shame of what her answer would be. Her whole body vibrated as the head of his cock teased her folds. She knew he wasn’t going to give her what she wanted unless she answered. His hand coming down hard on her ass with a booming crack reminding her that she had to speak.

“It was so good” she sighed. He pushed into her and she gasped as she widened around him “SO FUCKING GREAT!” she didn’t mean to say it, it was like Jake’s big cock forced it out of her. “OH GOOOOOOOD!”

Jake moaned as her answer filled the room and rattled the window panes. “Better than mine?” One hand tightened around her hip while the other pulled her hair. He drove into her hard and deep, hitting the soft spot that that made her vision blur.

“FUCK NO!” She growled “ju- OOOOHWOWOWOW just different.”

The assertiveness of Lily’s answer only spurred Jake onward. Her tale made him see her in a different light, a woman free and chasing her pleasure on her own terms. He was almost… happy for her? Proud?

“Did he cum inside of you?” He grunted.

“YES! NO! Not like that” her voice was high pitched and restless “he came in my mouth! On my fucking tits! My face! Fuck baby he came so much, I made him cum so much!” It almost seemed like she was boasting, and Jake loved it, hammering her harder as she screamed her confession. The memory twinkling in her mind and the feeling of Jake stretching her pushed her over the edge. Her body shook and foreign sounds of desperation and pleasure spewed out of her.

Jake was holding her up against him by her tits when she came back to earth, his cock still driving through her.

“He covered these wonderful tits?” He asked, awestruck. “My girls beautiful face?”

“Yes yes yes yes! Your tits Jake!”

“And whose pussy is this?” His voice returning to that aggressive and authoritative grumble.

“YOURS FUCK! ITS ALL YOURS!” Another orgasm was brewing for Lily already.

He let go of her breasts and she fell face first back into the mattress, his hips never letting up as each thrust pushed her harder against it. Another smack, the sting spreading around her backside.

“And you let another man use it without asking me?” Whether it was rage or arousal, Lily did not know. It didn’t matter as the result was the same. She loved this territorial side of him, it was a shame what it took to draw it out.

“I’m sorry! FUCK IM SO SORRY! THIS PUSSY BELONGS TO YOU JAKE! ILL NEVER FUCK FUCK ILL NEVER GIVE IT TO ANYBODY ELSE!”

Smack! Her asscheek was starting to become numb.

“DONT FUCKING LIE TO ME!” He demanded “you’re a dirty little slut! A dirty, cock hungry, little slut who can’t control herself! You want more don’t you?”

“NO! YES! I DONT KNOW!” She was falling. No, soaring. Her second orgasm struck her like a lightning bolt.

“IM A SLUT” she cried as she boiled over “IM SUCH A SLUT! IM YOUR SLUT! MY PUSSY BELONGS TO YOU!”

Her body seized and slammed forward. She couldn’t draw a breath. Her arms were clawing in every direction as if they were trying to hang on to reality as it melted before her. The sensation didn’t stop. She forced her eyes open and realized she was on her back again with Jake fucking her through her orgasm. It seemed to go on forever, not that she was complaining.

The first words she could muster were “CUM BABY!” Jake’s face rising into a devilish grin “MARK ME! MARK WHATS YOURS!”

Jake’s whole body tensed up and he let out a loud groan that seemed to originate from low in his body. A pressure heavier than anything he experienced before grew and grew until he flooded her with his seed.

“YEEEEES” Lily howled “GIVE IT TO ME!”

Jake collapsed sideways onto the bed breathing like he had just run a marathon. His chest was buzzing with ecstasy.

Lily was beaming. Unsure of what just happened but knowing she loved every second of it.

Visions of his face and his bodies reactions to her words floated in front of her. Her night with Logan had given her a sense of guilty pride and it seemed to draw something similar from Jake. What the fuck is this?

They lay together in the fog of their passion for a long while. Their breathing eventually steadying and softening. They turned to face each other.

“Is that what talking looks like to you?” She asked softly, hoping a sliver of humor might land after all of… that.

“No” he chuckled, which surprised Lily. “No, it wasn’t.”

There was silence for a beat.

“I think we have a lot to figure out.” His eyes held no anger, no sadness, no regret. Lily could read that much, and it filled her with hope that maybe, just maybe, they could figure out a way through this.