Jade has to pretend it's something else

Turning my head to the other side of me, I saw Jade, perhaps subconsciously aware of and aroused by what had just happened next to her. “Jade,” I said, restraining myself from fondling her as she tried in vain to pleasure herself. Jade turned towards me, sliding her hand up between my legs and then freezing when she encountered my hard cock. I hadn't considered this – it might be a problem for Jade and potentially for Rayanne and Crystal as well. Having been instructed to imagine they are fucking their ideal lover, what happens when that lover is not male?

“Did not expect that,” Jade mumbled, slowly gripping my cock.

“Ever use a strap-on?” I asked.

“No,” she replied. “But if that's what you want...” Jade moved onto my lap, facing away from me, and sat down. Together we adjusted and wiggled until I was beginning to forge into her tunnel. With slow, unceasing pressure, Jade moved all the way down. I pushed up until going deeper wasn't physically possible. Jade repeatedly inhaled deeply then blew the air out loudly. "Feels... realer than I expected," she softly commented. After a minute, she seemed less uncomfortable and resumed rubbing herself.

She had been working towards release for at least 10 or 15 minutes already by the time she took me in. The discomfort of being filled may have stalled her progress, but I did my best to get her back on track. With this position, I could easily take hold of her breasts with one hand and rub her thighs, back, shoulders, belly or anywhere else with my free hand. Jade rolled her head back onto my shoulder, her eyes closed and her mouth curled up in a dreamy smile.

“Could you...?” she asked, guiding one of my hands between her legs and suggesting I take over. Once I complied, Jade began pushing her hips back and forth, just slightly. It would never be enough to get me off, but that wasn't the objective here. Together we were successfully pursuing the goal of getting Jade off. Her hands, free to roam, ended up joining one of mine, cupping her breasts and teasing her large brown nipples. Her soft grunts and moans suddenly grew in both volume and intensity. Speeding up my hand just a little bit, I was glad to hear Jade whine, “Almost there!”

Her thighs started to squeeze together and Jade lifted her head from my shoulder and turned to look at me. Her eyes opened, then narrowed in confusion. “Nothing. Lesbianism,” she explained, telling me what I already knew of her birth control measures. Jade leaned forward and away from me as she came. Her own hands squeezed her chest tightly as her thighs trapped my fingers. “It's so weird with something in therrrrreee!” she groaned, twitching around my member.

Leaning too far forward, Jade began to tumble off my lap. I still had both my hands in front of her and managed to keep her from falling. Jade continued to shake and was now fully supported in my arms as she did so.

“You got me?” she asked softly, still shaking. Then, sensing her security, she answered her own question, “Yeah, you got me.” She was free to get lost in her pleasure and not worry about caring for herself. That was my job – to keep her safe and protect her. I still struggled with anger and even some hatred towards Jade because of our history. But in that moment, I only wanted to be her protector.

While I was appreciating her physical beauty, I began to also open my heart to her emotional vulnerability, For the first time, I thought of her as my Jade. Not in a controlling way, but in that I started to feel responsible for her. Was the app doing something in my head as well? This possessiveness, coupled with the desire to guard and protect and nurture - it was growing stronger each time I was with one of these women. And Jade was the one I had been with the most.

A little lost in my thoughts, I barely noticed Jade getting up and grabbing a sundress from the arm of the couch. Slipping into a bra and panties, she pulled the sundress over her head and adjusted it on her body. Without another word, she gave me an uncomfortable look, then scooped up her bags and headed out.