Fuck Jessica hard

Chapter 9

Jessica's whole body stiffens as you guide your tip to her quivering hole and slowly rub it through her folds. Her fingers claw into the cardboard and her back flexes. Your hands are on her ass, holding her body in place but the tension she feels is enough to keep her from moving too much. The dud she's braided her hair into has long since disintegrated into its component parts and her hairstyle defies accurate description but looks sexy as hell. Together with her heavy breathing Jessica makes it hard for you not to ram your part into her right away and once again you are glad about your stupidity not to let yourself go right away. However, you are not strong enough to be patient either and so a louder and louder whimpering fills the backyard while you sink into your partner. From this position you can see the muscles in her back working while you hold her uniform rolled up at her shoulders with one hand and direct her ass with the other. Your eyes wander down and see her labia close around your shaft while her juice glistens down her thighs, giving you enough moisture to penetrate further into the girl. Her walls close tightly around you to the point where the wet part of your cock has disappeared inside her.

"God... God... God..." whispers Jessica, squeezing her eyes shut as you stuff another inch of your cock inside her. A slight tremor runs down her spine and you stroke the soft skin of her ass to soothe her. "Shit... Shit. Shiiiii..."

"That's it..." you cheer her on in a hushed voice. Jessica is deliciously tight and wet, and you feel the pressure of pressing into her around your whole cock, at least the part that's inside her. Your mind is clouded with lust as you watch her willing body squirm under you, sometimes reverently pausing, but you doubt you can sink all the way into her. An unknown urge threatens to take possession of you as you imagine what you can do with the girl and without noticing it you push yourself even further into her. Her pussy tries to push your part out, but it's not strong enough to stand up to your improved self. It feels wonderful to be inside her but with every inch that penetrates her Jessica's pleasure decreases.

"Should I..."

"God no... Take me please... God take me..." Her neck tenses as she looks over her shoulder. Her eyes are almost as wet as her lap but she has a smile on, the same one she gave you in the store. An idea comes to you. You really want to make this girl happy, you really want to fuck her. But you don't want your first conquest to be based on blood.

"You're not in pain" you say, pushing yourself even deeper into the quivering body. You can use your power for good. But Jessica shrieks out as your hand buries itself in the flesh of her ass and her labia tighten tightly around your cock. Powerless, she drops forward and lands face down on the pulverized wet cardboard. Two thirds of your cock drip from her juices and you contort your face in pity.

"Sorry..." gasps the exhausted girl. "I want to... really want to..." You click your tongue. Just being able to tell her she wasn't in pain would be a big help.

"Shall we go back to missionary position?" you suggest. Before, you were always afraid of not being able to penetrate a girl deep enough, now... at least you get to see her beautiful face while you do it.

"No..." Jessica sounds almost defiant. "No, let's try again." She grins nervously. "But cut the stupid talk okay? With a monster like you have, we women can't take a joke."

"Yeah... okay. Sorry." now it's you who's apologizing. Can it really be that nature or the god Jessica always calls on really wanted to fuck with you? You look up at the sky, then gasp out a hoarse laugh. You may have just used the wrong words. After all, you're still new at this. "So you want it from behind?" you ask, "Really dirty and wild?" Jessica looks at you doubtfully and her eyes land on your dripping boner. Her eyes grow dim with lust but you also see the doubt in her... and the disappointment. She wants you, but doesn't dare. The fear of the pain is too great.

"Well..."

"I've heard a lot of women are secretly into pain" you say conspiratorially, feeling bad about manipulating Jessica like this. But it is for her own good. She wants you after all.

"What?" Clearly she doesn't believe you. "That can't be right. Not with your steam ram." You have to chuckle, but shake your head.

"No really. Not the weak girls, that's for sure." Jessica looks at you and you recognize the look from Doris and Cassie. "But the strong girls. Strong girls like you Jessica. Girls who can put up with a fiancé who doesn't add much good to their lives."

"Really?" You hear hope speaking from her voice and you nod your head eagerly.

"Yes. That's actually quite normal. Strong girls like you aren't afraid of pain. Some even find it exciting, especially when having sex with pretty boys." Inwardly you roll your eyes but now you should have said everything to prove your theory. Jessica is silent and thoughtful. Your words wander through her head and you see that they have an effect. But what effect?

"Okay" the girl finally says, smiling at you with confidence.

"Okay what Jessica?" you ask with a grin, not knowing how to feel. The young waitress leans on one arm and slaps her tight butt hard with her free hand. A loud clap echoes through the small storage area behind the diner and an amused laugh follows. You feel the concussion in her flesh under your fingers so hard she has struck.

"Thank you for believing in me" she says with affection. Then she strikes again, so hard that the skin under her palm turns red. "Thank you for saying I'm strong." Another blow and this time a following moan. You push your cock into her again until you feel her pussy is about to tear, an inch wider than before. "Now fuck me into the next galaxy you horny stud."

Without hesitation you ram yourself into Jessica to the hilt. You didn't think for yourself but you feel her cervix bounce hard against your glans at the first thrust. Jessica cries out loudly and pulls her head back while her hands tear the cardboard box underneath her to shreds. Then you thrust again, ramming into her, driving her body forward, making the girl shriek again and ramming through her cervix all the way in. Drool runs out of Jessica's mouth and her hair sticks to her sweaty face but her cries drive you on like a wild animal.

"Fuck! Go on! Yes! God yes! Deeper! Harder! Fuck yes yes yes!" Your thrusts push the girl down onto the floor but your arms yank her abdomen up. You have so much power and lost in your lust you both don't care how rough you touch her.

For half an hour you fuck the screaming and scratching girl over and over again, destroying even the last decency of her uniform and hairstyle. At some point you lift her up with one arm and throw her with her upper body on a garbage can. She stretches her leg towards you, which you grab tightly, pull to the side and push into her from below so hard that she is almost torn off her feet. Jessica screams and thanks you, imploring you to continue while she turns white. Her sneakers hang messily on her feet so hard you fuck her and saliva runs out of her mouth over her face. Beads of sweat fly through the air and land on the floor, the wall and your quivering bodies while you rob Jessica of all her strength. You feel how raw she already is inside and while you grab her and throw her back on a box your slippery cock slides out of her. Briefly you look at her and your eyes widen as you look at her crotch. Her whole body is covered in scratches, the bottom of her elbows and knees are black and dirty and form a stark contrast to her otherwise pure white skin. She offers a picture of snow and charcoal. But there's also the redness in her crotch. Her cunt is bright red, twitching and wet from your juices. Jessica is redder down there than you've ever seen her and just the friction of your part must be causing her pain but she's just lying on the box, legs spread wide, her skirt all the way up, her blouse all the way down so that her uniform form a tight ring around her belly. And her look is that of a crazy animal, insane with lust. You look down at yourself and see a drop of blood on your glans.

"Jessica..."

"Never mind" she gasps, rubbing all the fingers of one hand hard over her opening. Then she takes the second hand to help and spreads herself wide enough for you to see deep inside her. "Being engaged to a man who doesn't value me hurts much more. Keep fucking me, please." Her manic laughter echoes through the air as you grab her hips and pull her body, her cunt like a piece over your cock. "Use me you horny hound" Jessica shrieks happily and contorts her face in pleasure as you ram her body down on top of you. Her legs close around you and then her arms follow. She hangs on you like a doll and lifting her twitching and bobbing body is child's play for the steel-hard muscles in your arms. Playfully you lift the girl's body on top of you and look into her glassy eyes while you take her long and hard. It takes another four or five minutes but you don't mind holding her on top of you for so long, then her eyes twist and her mouth drops open. I don't want to impregnate her, you think in panic, but you're too horny to stop. On the contrary, the rapt face of Jessica from which all logic and caution has given way only drive you on.

"This is going to be the hottest orgasm in your life!" you say in a trembling voice while you also notice how your balls contract and the pressure inside you becomes almost unbearable. "You come like never before. Everything is so good. Fuck!"

"Fuck!" Jessica shrieks too and her red-fucked and battered cunt tightens so much around your part that everything before seems like kid's stuff. "Stay inside me! Come inside me! Don't you dare stop! Fuck me until I die!" Then you explode deep inside her. You feel your juice shoot out of your testicles and into your long rod, roaring into Jessica with tremendous ****.

"Shit!" you roar loudly and triumphantly as you keep pounding into the girl, discharging thrust after thrust into her. Wave after wave of your white juice shoots deep into Jessica, flooding her uterus and then spilling out past your cock through her cervix. Thick waves of cum flow past her lower lips and land splattering on the dirty floor while you hold her heavily trembling body away from you. You almost don't touch each other but your cock is still inside the girl while you both look between your bodies and watch the spectacle that takes place inside Jessica.

Finally, you set her down carefully on the box you've been fucking her sore on, but instead of resting, the waitress slides to the floor, lands one of her dirty black knees in the pool of your adventure, and rams your pole deep down her throat. Gags and gurgles replace moans and just like you earlier, Jessica skips the cautious beginning with relish. Her neck arches considerably while her fingernails make deep marks in your ass. Her lips tremble and her eyes water from the effort as she gasps and snorts loudly. You put your hands on the wild girl's head and feel her hair around your fingers and the blood throbbing under her scalp as her head bobs rapidly back and forth. Finally Jessica pulls herself all the way over your cock and presses her chin against your testicles, staying on your cock for several seconds before slowly withdrawing. She sucks your boner clean with amazing **** with her body rearing up, then releases you with a 'plop' and falls backwards onto her bare ass. You stare at each other for a long time, a mix of bewilderment, amazement and happiness in your eyes.

"Will you help me up?" the girl then asks meekly, holding out her hands to you. She giggles happily as you pull her up with ****. "Thank you." Then she slumps, exhausted, and you wrap your arms around her.

"Come on. Sit down" you say and help Jessica onto the box which is still warm from her body. Now that your horniness is slowly fading away you perceive the world around you better again. You feel amazingly rested, especially because Jessica looks like she has been turned through a meat grinder. You, on the other hand, realize that your considerable hard-on is not thinking about going limp and you have to grin. The universe/God definitely still has tasks for you. Now, however, you help Jessica get dressed as she sways under your movements and can barely lift her arms.

"That was fantastic Finn" she mumbles and looks at you happily. Then she flinches as you touch her hip and you see the feel of your fingers on it. Her skin is all white and bruised and her crotch looks even worse.

"Shit Jessica..."

"Let it go" mumbles the waitress, gently wiping her fingers across her face. "It's okay. I asked for it." She pulls her nose up vigorously which seems kind of cute, she looks like she's been attacked by a horde of hyenas. "You were right. When you were that deep inside me... the pain was... really bad sometimes. But also kind of... great." Her fingers run over your throbbing spear, jerking back in awe as they feel the heat radiating from it. "Your weapon down there really did it." You listen to her quite carefully, watching for changes in her voice. Unfortunately, you don't know Jessica that well but her choice of words seems to have changed somewhat and the way she approaches pain certainly seems to have. You don't know what to make of it, but the grateful look on the girl's face at least shows you that you're not a monster.

"And how was it for you?" you ask, partly out of curiosity about your effects on her, since you told her to have the best orgasm, but also out of purely natural male concern.

"Well, it wasn't the best orgasm of my life:" the girl confesses. "Maybe once I get used to something that big inside me." She looks at you apologetically, knowing why you ask, at least the second part. "But the sex was definitely in the top ten." She gives your hand an encouraging squeeze, taking away your worry and giving you a new task. Still, even your new skills can't save you from the awkward silence that falls as the two of you get dressed. You have to help Jessica more often, but, from a kiss on her breasts, you refrain from doing anything more with her.

Together you enter the restaurant. Apparently no one missed Jessica, which seems odd, but fits your theory of time and proximity.

"Where's your boss?" you ask when you see that the girl can barely stand on her feet. Jessica points to a door that says 'Management' on it and you wave her along. It turns out that Jessica's boss is actually a female and that she is the older waitress. A good role model, you think to yourself. Nevertheless, you politely but firmly ask the woman that Jessica has earned a day off by excellent customer service. Your theory is confirmed once again, as the woman immediately agrees and asks you to have your meal on the house. When asked why, she just shrugs her shoulders.

"Apparently Jessica likes you. The poor girl has a lot of stress right now but I saw how much she liked talking to you. What's good for Jessica I can only encourage." You nod and thank her politely while Jessica fixes her hair and smiles absently. You as a man have the advantage to just pull up your pants and fix your shirt, Jessica has to rush to the washroom to wash the traces of your adventure out of her battered pussy.

While Jessica prepares her innocent beauty again, you sit with another free milkshake in the restaurant and ponder. You can control people, that's for sure. Apparently you do it through proximity to them, perhaps physical contact, though that was only the case with Cassie. When you have spent a certain amount of time with them, it must be only minutes, no more than half an hour, people become open to your suggestions. As it is, your powers go so far that you can even make people perceive the world around them in a certain way. Jessica, you couldn't take away her pain, something that shames you. So you can't just tell people they can breathe underwater... or take your dick in without a problem. So you have to be mindful of people's characteristics in your adventures. So in that respect, your powers are not universal. A human... You grin and don't fool yourself. So a girl you want to have sex with will still have her own preferences but you can control her perceptions to some extent. Can you order someone to be a lesbian? Lost in thought, you sip your milkshake. And you don't know anything yet about the actual nature of your gift.

But at least you know the most important thing: You can make people happy. You don't change them. You can **** them to do something (Jackson) but also encourage them (Jessica) to do something they didn't want to do. You can cause good and bad. And you have enough control not to destroy the people you want to protect. You have to grin and look around conspiratorially. It's time to find a new hobby, fulfilling your wishes will be a big part of your new life. Just like fulfilling the wishes of people in your new life. Then your thoughts are interrupted as Jessica comes to your table. She is wearing regular clothes and has a gym bag over her shoulder.

"Hey," she greets you and smiles. Her fingers slowly stroke the tabletop in front of you as she looks at you dreamily. "My fiancé..." You roll your eyes and she laughs. "Let me, I have to say this now. That was wonderful just now, but everything on my body hurts. I... I don't know what you did, but I feel much better now. I'll... I'll talk to him. Maybe I can make something happen so we can get closer..." She shrugs. "Or at least not drift further away."

"You haven't told me what the problem actually is" you say, wanting to help.

"Well, I barely know you" Jessica says. "Finn? So what?" But she doesn't let you answer. "What happened earlier was already enough help. That you listened to me... and I don't have any energy left for the next few weeks."

"Sorry," you just grin.

"It's okay." Jessica puts her hand on yours. Your heart hurts at the thought of her going back to her old life now, but you're also glad you didn't break her. You may have just bumped into something that was already there and not created something completely new that the nice sweet girl can't handle. Still, letting her go hurts. "Thanks for everything." You just smile but then Jessica leans down to you and gives you a fleeting, gentle kiss on the cheek. Then without another word she turns and limps out of the restaurant.

"Good luck Jessica," you whisper after her. "Your life is going to be great." It's more of a wish than a command, you have to be within earshot after all. It's just a shame you can't accompany her on her way.

Then you check on your milkshake. Jessica has supported your first attempt to experiment with your powers, your first steps in your new life. Next to your milkshake is a piece of paper with a series of numbers. You smile.