She stays.

Jack meets your gaze and drops her recollected things. “That’s a good girl,” the trainer says patting Jack on her cheek. He kisses her before continuing, “Now take a seat on your friend’s face, and then you can use your pretty little mouth to get me ready for her.” The look in Jack’s eyes scares you, the anger boiling to the surface. If she could kill this man, you are certain that she would. She steps over you, her fists balled up and her jaw clenched. Your vision becomes blocked as she lowers herself over you.

The trainer’s cum leaks from Jack’s pussy into your mouth as you start licking. You feel Jack’s hands pressing into your stomach. You wrap your arms around her thighs, you feel her leaning forward, likely towards the other trainer. You can hear gagging noises coming from above you. The taste in your mouth slowly shifts from the trainer’s cum to the natural juices of Jack’s pussy.

Drops of saliva fall onto your stomach, Jack gasps, drawing in deep breaths. You continue lapping at her pussy. Jack moans, squeezing her thighs around your head. A sense of pride swells within you, before the moans are replaced by gagging once again. Jack’s hands slap at your abdomen, slipping on her spit rubbing it all around. You can hear more slapping but it’s no longer against your stomach. Images of him holding you at the base of his cock spring to your mind and you can’t help but guess that Jack is likely facing a similar situation.

Jack’s hands grip your hips digging into your flesh. You can’t help it as you let out a yelp of pain. Her grip suddenly loosens and you feel more spit fall to your stomach. She gasps for air, coughing up more and more spit. “Very nice, but I think it’s time to switch to this nice little cunt.” You feel his hand cup your pussy letting a finger slide in.

You gasp into Jack’s pussy. She starts to get off of you but suddenly stops before falling back onto your face. “Why don’t you just stay right there?” His hand falls to your side, likely leaving its position from pushing Jack onto your face. He lifts your hips and you feel his cock pressing against your pussy. In one quick motion, he plunges his entire length into you. You instinctively arch your back, pushing your face deeper into Jack’s pussy.

The trainer thrusts into you again and again. Jack leans back no longer being pulled forward. Her hands still wet from the spit on your stomach find their way to your breasts teasing your nipples. Your senses starting to be overwhelmed between the man pounding into you, the wet attention to your breasts, and the woman sitting on your face. Jack starts rocking back and forth, her orgasm obviously approaching. A sudden pain shocks you as Jack twists your nipples and her thighs squeeze your head and a deep moan escaping her mouth. The trainer stops thrusting into you, “Looks like you’re enjoying yourself. Glad you didn’t leave now?” The hanging silence speaks volumes, you can only imagine the scowl that is likely plastered across Jack’s face.

He starts his pumping again, “Why don’t you give her a nice thank you kiss?” Jack climbs off of you. As her face turns from the victorious trainer towards you, you can see her angry expression soften as she leans over you. She grabs your face and plants a wet kiss on your lips. She pulls away silently mouthing a thank you, you assume she didn’t want to give the trainer the satisfaction. Then a sharp clap rings out, Jack quickly turns to face the trainer. He grinned at her before spanking her again. “I couldn’t resist with your ass just hanging there. I want you to suck on your friend’s titties there. And if you stop before I finish, I just might finish in your behind.” He delivers another spanking with his last word.

Jack looks like she is pondering if she should just kill the man now. She turns away taking your nipple into her mouth. You shudder at the sensation. You feel a hand touch your clit, you peer around Jack’s bald head to catch a glimpse of her arm stretched down your body. The man continues using your pussy for his own pleasure. You feel your own orgasm approaching. You hear another loud smack and Jack unexpectedly clamps your nipple not wanting to let go. You whimper at the pain surging from your boob. But it quickly subsides as Jack returns to playing with your nipple and clit.

Your core tightens as your orgasm washes over you. Jack keeps your nipple in your mouth as your body starts shaking. Your pussy clenches around the trainer’s cock. You’re surprised when he suddenly pulls out. With a quick stroke, his cock erupts. A spurt hits your forehead, while another hits your mouth still open from your ongoing orgasm. The familiar taste of cum fills your mouth once again. A few more strings fire off not quite making it to your face. He gives one final smack to Jack’s ass before standing up. “Now that’s what I needed. Blow off some steam.” He quickly dressed.

Jack pops off of your breast and looks at you. There is a string of cum plastered on the side of her face. She looks angry but you can’t help but laugh. The guy disappears leaving you and Jack alone. “You’re lucky you’re cute. Otherwise I’d have left your ass to him.” Her anger fades into a smile while leaning in for a kiss. She pulls away your faces inches apart, “Now help me get cleaned up,” she says in a husky and sexy tone. You lean in licking the cum off her face. “That isn’t what I meant. I have a towel in my bag. But damn A, I like the initiative.” She kisses you again before getting off of you pulling you to your feet.

She wipes herself down before tossing the towel at you. You wipe the cum from your face, and find the other streaks resting on your stomach and pubic mound. You wipe off all of the trainer’s cum and Jack’s spit before getting dressed. “I’m going to go shower before the game. I’ll meet you there.” Jack pulls you in for another kiss before running off towards Pewter City, leaving you alone to finish getting dressed. You get distracted watching her ass bounce with each step before finally remembering to get dressed yourself.