Later That Night...

This is my first attempt at writing erotica. I originally wrote this and shared this last year on the Foundry, as a way to deal with my divorce last year.

Turns out there were a lot of things I missed hehe.

Later That Night...

Jack was cooling off at the front reception area of the gym. 110 kgs standing on 175 cms of meat and fat, wearing a tank-top and shorts and pouring in sweat. A few years ago, he'd never imagine visiting the gym more than once a week. But now after getting on to this routine, Jack could see the results. Smaller love handles, slimming figure, and muscles toning up in different places.

"Holy crap Sara. I have never been more in love with you."

And there she was, panting in front of Jack. That cute round face flushed with heat, covered in sweat. Her tight athletic B-cup bra soaked through in the middle on both the back and front. Her thick ass and hips still squeezed into her black leggings. All in a cute 152 cm feet package.

There were even drops of sweat raining onto the floor off her brow and down her short red hair. "I'm a fucking mess. What the hell are you talking about?"

"Sara, I saw you break your deadlift record, run your ass off, and squat like your life depended on it."

"Yeah, well work pissed me off, and I just wanted to vent that anger in my workout."

"I know. Let's go home and I'll cook dinner."

"Can you do the dishes too? My hands are so sore and the dish soap is gonna hurt."

"Of course, so long as I get to play with your butt after." Jack said, winking and sticking out his tongue.

"You're such a horny bastard." Sara rolled her eyes, but already warmed up a bit more just from imagining Jack's soft, large hands giving his usual strong massages.

Wrapping his arm around her back and resting on her hip, Jack began leading Sara to the entrance and back home. "You know it."

Holding on to her, he was able to smell her sweat off the top of her head. God, what Jack would give to just spin her to face him and just kiss her so deeply.

Getting into the car, Jack drove the car out of the parking spot and started to head to their apartment. Sara was sitting in the front passenger seat, aiming the A/C towards the gap between her bra and heaving breasts.

Fucckkkk... No, no... Concentrate! I already crashed once staring at her...

"Well fuck... Traffic..." Sara observed, seeing the line of cars in front of them. "And we're only a couple lights away from home."

Jack threw out a light raspberry, "Shit... I still have to prep the ingredients... We're not gonna be able to eat dinner until at least 8:00. Errrr..."

Sara felt Jack's agitation rising, a frequent occurrence when stuck in gridlock.

I've got an idea...

In the dying light of evening, Sara slowly reached out to Jack's right hand, clutching the gear stick. Wrapping her hand around his, giving it a squeeze, he turned towards her, feeling her reassuring gesture. "Sorry, I didn't mean to spiral there."

"I know. But I know I was driving you crazy, so I figure I could help take your mind off of this, and put it on this..." With that, Sara gave a playful and slow squeeze of her right breast. "I know you're hoping to see these soon. I know my workout was driving you crazy."

At that, Jack felt his dick start to unsheathe in his briefs. Despite the tight underwear, Jack knew his pants were starting to bulge with the movement going on.

"Oh ho... Jack Junior's really happy to see me." Sara coly said.

Jack let out a low growl under his breath. The traffic light's timer reads C5, so 90 seconds plus 35 more, meaning we were here for more than two minutes... I can risk it... At that thought, he put the car into Park, and gave her a bit more attention at massaging her breast.

Seeing him look at her with intent, she leaned over the armrest and moved in for a deep kiss. Her soft wet lips pressing on his, letting go of control and letting her set the pace as she focused from his upper to lower lip. He opened his mouth a bit, inviting her to stick her tongue to tackle his. Both breathing heavy.

"Don't worry, no one can see us in here." She was kinda right. With the moderately tinted windows and the dying light, no one could really make out the inside of the car. Only from the front could anyone look in, and even then someone would have to walk up to the car to make sense. Feeling a bit bold, she grabbed the top of her bra and pulled it down, exposing just the right breast she was massaging. "Suck on my tit babe. I need to feel your tongue..."

"Oh my God." No argument from Jack, he put his lips to her dark nipple and began to suck on it, alternating between that and licking it and a light nibble.

"Oh shit babe." Sara reached down to her right hand and dived into her leggings, under her panties. No question about it. I'm fucking wet. "Jack, taste me."

Sara held up her two glistening fingers in front of him, covered in her juices.

"I'm so hungry right now, I really could eat you." Jack took her fingers into his mouth and sucked on them like a man dying of thirst. "Fuck, I love how you taste."

She looked at the light. 30 seconds. "Honey, that's just the appetizer. I promise you more later tonight. For now, hide Junior away and get ready. Traffic's about to move."

Jack looked at the light. 25 seconds. "I'll hold you to that."

They gave each other a quick kiss and then settled back into their seats. Sara feeling the heat of her pussy even more as she sat down, readjusting her bra over her exposed breast. Jack's cock still standing at attention trough his pants, but beginning to calm down.

Despite the traffic, the ride home seemed to flow more freely, and they were able to get home about 15 minutes later. Parking the car, the walked to the basement garage elevator of their apartment and got in. Hands grabbing each other's ass all the way up to the 10th floor, and to their apartment's door.

"Alright go shower, I'll get dinner ready in 30 minutes." Jack said moving to the kitchen.

Sara looked up to him with an innocent look. "You sure? You can always cook after. And plus, don't you want to shower with me?" she said while playfully swinging her top a bit.

Fuck yes I do, you temptress. "Of course! But I'm really hungry, so I'd rather get food in our bellies before one of us get hangry."

*kiss* "You're such a Boy Scout sometimes. That's what I love and hate about you sometimes."

"Love you too babe!" said Jack as he walked to the kitchen.

Dinner was going to be a simple affair. He cleaned some brown rice and started cooking it in the rice cooker, before he started washing and cutting up some chicken breast, garlic, onions, and mushrooms. Once that was set, he heated the wok on high and set off stir frying the ingredients together. First the garlic and onions, then the chicken, seasoning it with soy sauce, pepper, and thyme, throwing the mushrooms as soon as the chicken was seared, and then adding a bit of butter for that full flavor. By the time Sara came out of the shower in one of Jack's XL shirts and a boxer, Jack was already plating and setting the table.

"Hmmmm... Smells good." Sara said as she was rubbing her wet hair with her towel.

"Dig in! I'm not going to wait any longer."

"Yup, go ahead and start! I'll get the water."

They sat in silence for a second, settling in and getting the initial bites in. They spent the night talking about work. Jack's teaching job planning for an event on Thanksgiving. Sara venting about how her boss had given her more work than expected. But both of them each sharing in each other's company and being there for each other.

"You got this honey. Your boss sucks but hang in there."

"Of course. Sadly, I might have to do some of it after dinner."

"Yup! You done by the way? If so, I'll go deal with the dishes."

Sara and Jack took a second to stack the dishes and carry them to the basin. While Jack began the un-fun task of washing the dishes, Sara went to the table to wipe it down. Five minutes later, the dining room and kitchen were silent from the completed tasks.

Sara was already pulling out her laptop and sitting down at the dining table, when Jack came up behind her, and gave her a hug from behind. His arms crossing over her shoulders, hands resting on her both of her breasts. She closed her eyes, letting a out a moan of contentment, letting his warm hands give her breasts a firm squeeze, until Jack's 5 o'clock shadow tickled her exposed neck.

"Alright babe, I'm going for a shower." *kiss*

"Good, cause you stink. And go shave." Sara said, sticking out her tongue.

"Ha! Roger that."

Jack's sweat from the gym had already dried up, so his tank-top was easy to pull off, but Sara was right. That shirt smelled. Jack bent down to pull off his pants and briefs. Despite the effort in his work out, he could see in the full body mirror next to the bathroom that he needed more work for his legs with that jiggle of fat. But luckily his 10 centimeter long, 5-centimeter-wide cock wasn't a complaint, despite how much was withdrawn now.

"Your dick is like a spy device. Its so cute and compact when you don't need it, but it can grow so much when you're horny." Sara said after the first time they slept together. "Your balls though, we can't hide those guys."

Stepping into the shower and turning on the water, Jack could feel the soreness of his body start to flow off and down into the drain. The water splashing all around him and out of the shower into the open design of the bathroom. He grabbed the shampoo and started to rub it in to his short straight hair. The smell of apples from the lather started to fill up the shower. Jack closed his eyes to rinse the shampoo out of his hair, but when he opened them again, Sara was standing inside the bathroom entrance.

She had decided to get a peep show and somehow managed to sneak in while Jack's back was turned. Seeing him naked and wet with that round ass made her want to get into the shower and squeeze it. Instead of getting wet again though, Sara decided to begin enjoying the show, one hand under her shirt and squeezing her breasts, the other down her boxer shorts and playing with her still wet pussy, one, then two fingers deep. Jack couldn't help himself seeing her like that, and could feel his dick harden at the sight before him.

"Couldn't wait for me, could you?"

"Hurry up then. I need you."

"Hang on, I still haven't used body soap yet."

With that, he turned off the water, grabbed the bottle, and squeezed out a generous portion of the honey scented soap. He began on his top, lathing it onto his shoulders and arms, making sure to get his neck and ears. He then turned around to show his back to Sara as he bent his arms around to rub the soap on. His delts bulging at the effort.

Good work honey... The work outs are starting to take effect. Sara thought, arching her back against the door frame now, the fingers in her pussy were slowly building up tempo.

Jack turned around again, revealing that his cock was now half erect, and his hands were moving lower down his front, first going down his hairy legs and feet, but then coming up his back legs and rubbing the soap on and in his ass. He knew he was driving her crazy now, taking his time to clean his stomach.

Slowly though, he locked eyes with her, seeing the mild desperation in her eyes. I've teased her long enough... And finally began to apply the soap to his cock and balls. Jack took his time too, rubbing it into the folds of his skin, pulling it back a bit to get every nook and cranny. His sensitivity was heightening, and his dick started to become fully erect now while Jack went on to his balls. Being groomed, his pubic hair was short, but not irritating. Jack then took his cock in his hand and deliberately started to rub it off slowly.

Sara shuddered. Damnit Jack, I need that cock.

Jack tiled his head back a bit as he began to masturbate in front of Sara, letting her get a good look at his hardening dick covered in a thickening lather of bubbles. She could see his head start to get a bit darker with blood, and could feel her mouth salivate over the idea of licking his girth up and down the shaft, flickering her tongue over his glans, and kissing those big bulging balls of his.

"Show's over sweety, hang on." And with that, Jack turned the water back on and started to rinse off the soap. He quickly rubbed his body to get the last of the soap off and turned the water off and moved to grab the towel hanging by the front door, next to Sara's panting body. She hadn't stopped finger-fucking herself and had began getting close to cumming. Jack's tall frame stood over Sara's short stature, slowly drying his hair and body, while keeping an eye on her performance.

"Jack... hurry... I want you so bad..."

"Hmmm... I'm enjoying this... Keep rubbing yourself."

Sara knew this was a challenge. She never knew how to properly perform self-love, never could cum from masturbating. But it was a great way to warm up and get Jack interested.

"Jack..."

Jack bent down, held her head in his hands, and gave her a deep kiss. And then another, alternating between her top and lower lip. Each ending with a slow break and short breath. She in turn began to straighten up and meet his kissing in turn. Sara pulled her hands from her clothes and began reaching out for Jack's raging hard-on.

"Sara, take your clothes off. Let me help you."

At that word, she immediately stripped all her clothes off, but made sure to throw them on to the bed, and went back to kissing. Sara wasn't playing anymore and went for his dick, her petit hands doing what she could with that much meat. Meanwhile, Jack felt around her back and slowly traced his hands down her spine and to the crack of her bubbly ass.

Thank God I have long arms, or else the height difference would make this impossible, Jack thought as he grabbed two handfuls of her soft rump.

Sara's rubbing of his dick was picking up in tempo, signaling her need for attention. At that signal, Jack lead her to their queen sized bed and laid her down on her back, joining her and kissing her still while exploring her body with his hands. First focusing on her nipples, but then roaming towards her wet pussy.

"Make me cum Jack... please..."

Sara's moved over his fingers to her wetness. Jack laid down next to her and started over her pubic hair, enjoying the texture of curly hair against soft skin. Three of his thick fingers then went over her mound and rubbed her outer labia, only teasing her entrance. No need any lube tonight, she's ready... Using his middle finger, Jack used her natural lubrication to begin rubbing the length of her vagina along his whole digit, sliding up and down, making sure to hit both her clit and her entrance with every pass.

"You've been thinking about my dick? You've been fantasizing about my hands doing this to your pretty pussy?"

"Yesss..." She's always had issues feeling comfortable about her womanhood, but every time Jack complimented her pussy, she felt like it was genuine.

"Were you hoping I do this?" Jack asked, finally pushing his wet middle finger into her pussy, careful to curl his finger a bit to rub the top of her tunnel.

"Oh..! Fuck...!" Cried Sara. This is what I needed. His big, soft fingers are magic...

Her walls started to contract, almost like it wanted to suck his fingers in. "Tell me... I want you to say it Sara..."

She could barely get the words out through her panting. "Make me cum Jack! Make me fucking cum with that finger!"

His fingers barely had to move as the wave began to crest. "Cum baby... Cum for me... You can cum..." Jack whispered into her ear.

The heat of his voice on her ear and neck, and that thick digit pressing onto her G-spot, while the rest of his finger was curled outside her vagina and rubbing her clitoris... That was it for Sara and she let out a stifled moan. Her hands grabbed for the bedding and Jack's arm as the orgasm flashed through her body like a live wire. She held her breath for just a second, before gasping for air.

"Fuck babe... And here I was thinking I did my cardio already."

Jack pulled his finger out of her vagina and immediately stuck it inside his mouth to suck all the juices off. "Damn you taste good."

"Yeah, how good?"

"Why don't I give you a taste?" He took the same finger and dipped it back into her slick walls, swirling it a bit, before drawing it out again and holding it out in front of Sara's mouth. She sat up a bit, and holding his hand in hers, brought it into her mouth and sucked it off. Her tongue took extra care to wrap around his soft finger, as prelude for what was going to happen next. She wasn't ignorant of his warm cock pushing against the side of her leg, and felt it was time for payback.

"Jack, lie down..."

Without a word, Jack crawled on top of the blanket and properly set himself in the middle of the bed. His cock lost a bit of its erection, but seeing Sara sit up, naked, bare, and glowing, he could feel himself stir.

Sara opened his legs apart, and reveled at the sight of his half-erect dick and balls. The blood vessels becoming more prominent with every heartbeat.

"Time for my dessert..." She started slow, kissing the top of his glans. Her tongue wormed out and began a direct attack on Jack's frenulum and used the rough texture of her tongue to stimulate the bottom of his shaft. Up and down she went, slowly at first, but built up a tempo quickly before finally taking his girth into her mouth.

Damn Jack, I still can't believe how big you get. Sara thought. She'd tried to take the whole thing in before, but her gag reflex refused to cooperate. So Sara made a habit to use her hand to stroke his dick while she sucked. Her tongue twirled over every surface of the shaft. She could tell Jack loved this from how much his hips thrusted.

Her wet mouth, mixed with her warmth, and the contrast with her tongue was driving Jack crazy. Sara kept this up for a couple more minutes before she sat up and began to move over his hip. She bent over Jack's body and gave him a deep kiss, making sure to let her heavy breasts move over his torso.

"Tell me Jack... Tell me what you want to do..."

"I want to fuck you Sara..."

Down at their legs, Jack's dick had already maneuvered to Sara's entrance. Just a bit more movement...

"Do it then Jack. Stick that dick in me. Fuck me..."

At her words, they both instinctively moved their hips together. It didn't take a ton of effort with all the pussy juices and saliva involved, and they settled with Jack's dick all the way inside of her. Sara's cervix was already kissing the crown of his cock.

Oh shit... They both thought.

Despite almost a year together, Sara could never get over how full her pussy would get when Jack was super horny, her A-spot feeling his smooth helmet rubbing against her. For Jack, he loved the slick friction her vagina would give him, that kiss her cervix would give his glans.

In a word, their genitals were like the perfect key and lock. It was like they were made for each other.

Slowly, they both moved apart, savoring every feeling generated. Jack's hands holding her hips, setting the pace. Halfway out, they came back together and got into the rhythm. Sara was bent over still, her red hair covering both of their faces to the outside world, rocking her hips and body up and down Jack's body. Her tits rubbing his body.

"This feels so good. Let me take over." And with that, Sara felt a stronger grip on her hips, as Jack held her in place and he began to quickly thrust his cock up and into her pussy.

"Oh fuck..." Sara moaned as she could feel the dick pumping into her. Perfect... and no condom to get in the way.

They kept this up for about another few minutes. All the time, Jack's physical motions began to pump more blood into his dick.