Wait until you get back to Jen's

On the drive back to Jen's house, you can almost feel the heat coming off Jasmine's body. The car pulls into the driveway.

"Hey, I'm a little hungry, how about you guys? If you want, I'll go get a pizza and bring it back here?" you say.

"That sounds great!" says Jasmine, "but I'll go with you. I don't want to be a third wheel." She smiles at you.

Jimmy and Jen look at each other. Jimmy shrugs. "Sounds OK to me."

Jen says, "OK, I guess. We'll see you in a few minutes, then."

You and Jasmine walk off in the direction of the pizza place, which is just a few blocks away. Almost as soone as Jimmy and Jen are out of sight. Jasmine puts her mouth over yours, her grasping tongue massaging yours. Your cock immediately inflates to full size.

"Where can we go?" she gasps.

There is a park between Jen's house and the pizza shop, and you wrap your arms around Jasmine and, as best you can, move in that direction while making out with the gorgeous creature. When you arrive at the small park area, it is deserted, it being nighttime, and you make your way to a picnic bench which is somewhat secluded from the road by trees and bushes.

As soon as you are seated on the bench, your hand slithers of its own accord under Jasmine's shirt to rediscover the warm softness of her breast. Once your fingers reach her stiff nipple, a single squeeze brings Jasmine hand back to your pants, but this time, she does not appear to be playing around.

Jasmine's graceful fingers feel their way over your waistband and down to your zipper. Never breaking the soulful kiss, she smoothly unzips your pants and slides her hand inside your boxers. It is almost enough to cause your cock to erupt right then.

The fluids which have already leaked copiously from your cockhead coat her fingers and palm as she begins to rub her hand over your prick. "How does that feel?" she whispers. "Oh, god, it feels so good. YOU feel so good," you say.

You slide one hand down her back to rest against her firm ass, while the other slides off her tits and moves lower, lower until your fingers glide over her skirt, down to her thigh and then up along her inner leg. The heat coming from her most private sanctum is intense, and when your fingertips finally brush against the silken panty covering her crotch, she gasps and grips your penis hard.

Trying not to shoot, you concentrate on what you are doing with your hands. One hand massages her fine butt, while youe gently move the silk aside with the other to touch the glorious, wet, slit beneath. "Oh, yes," gasps Jasmine. Your slip just a fingertip between her labial folds and caress the slick flesh. Jasmine moans. When you slowly press your finger deeper and deeper into her, Jasmine lets out a tiny squeak, and then she presses on your chest, pushing you back onto the bench.

Jasmine stands quickly, then swings her legs around and over you, never releasing her grip on your thribbing member. Her head suddenly drops to your dick and she engulfs you in her hot mouth. Her lips start to slide up and over and around your cock, sending you into paroxysms of pleasure. As she does, she lowers her hips, and you find her skirt tenting over your face. The scent of her womanhood drives you insane.

Like a man possessed, as lust has in fact taken control of you, you thrust her panties to one side and plunge your face into her snatch. Jasmine groans again as your tongue divides her slit, her juices flowing into your mouth, your lips caressing and kissing at her pussy. You shove your tongue deep into Jasmine's cunt, while the sensations from your prick drive all conscious thought from your mind, and sensual desire takes over.