“Whoa,” Jack said, as if reading my mind, he placed his hands gently on each side of my face to stop me and eased himself from my mouth.
“Got to save some for that pussy no?” He asked.
Jack got onto his knees on the bed, and after taking another deep breath I rolled over onto my stomach curling my knees under me and pushing my ass into the air.
“Jesus that is one hell of an ass Megan.”
Jack came up behind me and true to his word eased himself in slowly.
“Ohhh,” I groaned softly. That did feel pretty damn good.
“See baby? Nothing to worry about.”
As he spoke Jack began fucking me, not to hard but not exactly slow either. I moaned with each thrust as with my ass up he was going pretty deep as I lied there letting him fuck me I realized that not only was it feeling pretty good but so far I was doing pretty good myself I relaxed more and told him;
“Go ahead give it to me harder.”
“There you go baby!”
With that Jack started fucking me harder and faster. I not only started moaning louder but started moving my hips back and forth against his thrusts. Jack moaned in appreciation and started slamming me harder. Oh yes! The nasty girl was finally doing it getting it on her knees and loving it just like the dirty little slut she loved to be! If all it took was a few drinks to get this then I’d start bringing my own damn bottle.
“Yeah you like fucking that pussy Jack?”
“Damn straight!” Jack laughed loving hearing me talk like that.
“Yeah you like that hot ass of mine up in the air?”
“Love it baby! I love it!”
“Then take it!” I told him. “Just go ahead and fuck me just…”
Jack grabbed my hips. Hard
I gasped and started to pull away. Thinking I was just moving with him, Jack squeezed my hips harder and pulled me back into him. “Oh no,” I moaned but softly;
“Oh yeah baby your loving that aren’t you?”
Jack was holding me still by the hips and fucking me even harder. I started breathing faster and not from being turned on, it’s okay I told myself he’s just fucking me were having fun. It was no good I was getting nervous, no more than that I was getting scared.
“Jack…” I started then squealed as he reared back and really hammered me. “Ohhh!” I gasped.
“Oh god you feel fucking good!” He exclaimed.
I couldn’t stop now, I wouldn’t let myself. In my mind that voice was resurfacing again. Just lay still and take it!
“Oh god,” I moaned.
Completely caught up and taking it as an expression of pleasure Jack said;
“That’s right Megan tell me how much you love it.” Go ahead, no one’s home and I love it when you scream!
“Grab my shoulders!” I gasped out.
Jack slid his hands to just under my shoulder blades, but it still wasn’t helping. The head board had wooden slats, reaching out I wrapped my hands around them squeezing hard. Between moving my hands and Jack pushing on my back my face went down into the pillow and I left it there so he couldn’t hear me whimpering as he fucked me. Oh god get it over with I thought. I turned my face and moaned out as sexy as I could;
“Oh Jack give it to me baby! Just give it to me!”
Jack picked up the pace and was now totally fucking the shit out of me. It should have felt fantastic; I should have been stroking my clit and trying to cum. Instead I was sweating with my arms trembling and my hands white knuckled around the headboard.
“Oh damn… Oh goddamn!” Jack was gasping and moaning as he was getting close.
After another moment Jack started to slow down a little trying to put it off.
“No baby!” I cried out. “Please just give it to me!”
“Yeah?” Jack asked caught up in the game, “You want it?”
“Oh god yeah! Oh cum for me Jack!” Oh please just cum!
After another minute that seemed like an eternity Jack gasped and at the last minute pulled his cock out and shot a hot load of cum all over my back directly onto my tattoo from the feel of it.
“Oh fuck…” He gasped. “Oh my god Megan that was fucking great.”
I released the headboard, and collapsed face down into the bed panting. I’m sure Jack thought it was from the hard fucking. I was lying here having just gotten the shit fucked out of me covered in cum and instead of feeling like that nasty girl I felt like a scared little kid who needed to go home. Jack had sat back on the bed for a moment catching his breath then I felt him move and a moment later I felt him wiping my back off with something.
“Yeah now tell me that wasn’t worth it?”
“Yeah that was something.” I managed something we wouldn’t be doing again.
As Jack finished wiping me off, I pushed myself up onto my hands and knees and was going to get off the bed but Jack was still kneeling behind me. Before I could say anything he rubbed his still fairly hard cock on the cheek of my ass.
“Shit that ass looks good Megan.”
He started whacking his prick against the other side of my ass.
“I have to get going Jack.”
“Aw come one Megan I want to go again.”
Jack slid his cock along my wet pussy.
“No time Jack, next time I can… hey!” I exclaimed as he tried to work it into my pussy.
I went to sit up just as Jack pushed with his cock again, the tip of it sliding right up to…
“NO!!!” I cried out as I felt his cock at my ass.
I sat up instantly, and as my brother had taught me slammed my elbow backwards. I felt it connect solidly. Jack grunted and fell back away from me.
“Jesus Christ Megan! I…”
“Nothing goes there, ever!!!”
I screamed at him turning around quickly to face him where he was crouched at the foot of the bed holding his ribs.
“Hey Megan easy.”
Jack leaned forward to try to put his arm on me. Drawing my leg back I pointed my heeled boot directly at his face ready to kick out at him.
“Don’t touch me!”
Unlike Greg, Jack was smart enough to back off. He hopped off the bed and putting both of his hands up said;
“Hey calm down Megan! I’m not going to hurt you.” He shook his head. “Christ talk about not being able to handle your booze.”
I got off the bed and not bothering to even look for my panties walked past him to head out to the parlor and get dressed. I grabbed my dress off the floor and slipping it on over my head went to get my purse. Jack had come into the room; he had taken a minute to pull his jeans on and looked at me.
“Hey Megan you gonna be okay?”
“I’m fine I…”
I started feeling like an idiot. My face was flushed and I didn’t feel good. I thought about calling Mark to pick me up but there would be no way to explain to dad why my car would be here. Besides I was upset and Mark already didn’t like me seeing Jack something bad would happen. I looked at Jack and shrugged helplessly.
“I’ll be fine I just… I told you I don’t like that.”
Jack shook his head.
“You liked it just fine Megan I think you’re just kind of fucked up. You shouldn’t have chugged that bottle like that.”
“You’re the one that gave it to me remember?”
“Yeah well I thought you could handle it.” He shrugged. “My fault I guess.”
“No it’s…” I started, ready to tell him it was me but then he finished;
“That’s what I get for messing with damaged goods.”
I had left at that, getting in my car and driving around the corner where I pulled over for a few minutes and cried in frustration and humiliation. I looked up to see a pay phone and realizing that my head was spinning thought again about calling Mark. The phone would wake the folks and there would end up being hell to pay. I rolled the window down letting the cold air blow in my face and pulled away hoping I would make it home without getting pulled over.