This chapter of
A Tale of Two Paramours
has been sitting on my computer for some time. I'm not sure I like it, really, but it gets us where we need to go. And given we have been stalled here for over two years, it is time for me to post it and get on with the story.
Warning – Chapter 21 includes BDSM situations, feigned reluctance, forced sex play, and brief anal play. If these subjects are not of interest to you, Chapters 22 and 23 (which both focus on the remaining days of Mark and Jessi's Valentine's Day weekend) will be posted shortly. If you are waiting for Jessika to return to the story, then I am hopeful Chapters 24 and 25 will be to your liking.
Finally, thank you to the readers of this series who have waited so long to know what Mark, Jessi and Jessika will do next.
Kveldulf
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Chapter 21
The afternoon of Valentine's Day could not have started any better. After I finished my Friday office hours, I drove to Jessi's apartment. Since I had brought my packed suitcase in my car when I went to work, the only stop I had to make on the way was at a florist to pick up the roses I had ordered for Jessi a few days before. Along with the flowers, I also had a card and silver rose pendant necklace with a small ruby in the center of the rose. I had thought about a heart necklace, but despite the fact I had already told my twenty-year-old paramour that I loved her, I was hesitant to take that step. I was also worried, however, that she might wonder why the necklace was not a heart.
As it turned out, it did not matter. Jessi was excited beyond my wildest expectations when I gave her the flowers, the card and the necklace. In fact, I would have to characterize her as 'giddy', a state I had never thought I would have the opportunity to attribute to her. However, the word fit the giggling, grinning young woman who had run to the mirror in her small bathroom to look at the necklace after she had put it on.
"Can I take the roses with me, Mark?" Jessi had asked when I told her that we needed to leave if we wanted to reach the cabin before it was too dark. "The only rose I ever got before was just one for Valentine's Day in middle school."
"Sure, honey," I told her, hugging her in an attempt not only to convey my feelings but also to make up for what she had lacked in her past.
"Great! Thanks, babe!" she replied, giving me a quick but passionate kiss. "Can you take them to the car? I'll follow you with my bags."
"We will only be there two nights, Jessi," I pointed out as she grabbed a suitcase, a smaller bag, and her purse.
"I know," my young lover beamed at me. "I just want to be prepared."
"I see," I responded as I headed down the stairs, although I was not sure I really did. But as I had learned was often the case with Jessi, sometimes it was best just to let her do what she was going to do, especially when she was this happy.
My friend's cabin, where Jessi and I were going to spend the weekend, was a little over a two hour drive away. About the first sixty minutes of that drive was divided highway, whereas the last seventy to eighty minutes, depending on whether one ended up behind slow traffic, was a two-lane road leading up into the mountains. While we were on the divided highway, Jessi and I chatted about some different things, but mainly she either smiled at me or smiled as she looked out the window and fingered the rose pendant around her neck.
About ten minutes after we turned from the divided highway to the two-lane road, Jessi fixed me with an intense stare and said, "Pull off the road, please."
"Everything okay?" I asked her as I brought the car to a stop on the shoulder of the road.
"Oh yes, Mark," my blonde lover grinned as she undid her seatbelt and leaned over the center console so that she was staring at my crotch. "I just wanted to get off the highway before I sucked your cock."
"We will have plenty of time at the cabin for that, honey," I said even as she began working on my zipper. "Plus, the gear selector is in the way, isn't it?"
"Nope, it's fine, and I don't want to wait. I want to give you road head."
"Road head?"
"A blow job while you're driving," Jessi laughed. "Duh, Mark."
"I am not sure that is a good idea," I said. "It seems a little dangerous... "
By this time, Jessi had my penis out, and much to my chagrin, I was partially erect. The young blonde looked up at me, shook her head, and then winked before she sucked the tip of my shaft into her mouth. Unsure what to do, I just sat there as my lover worked her lips about halfway down my now completely hard length.
"Aren't you going to drive, Mark?" Jessi asked after she had released my erection from her lips with an audible pop. "Head in a parked car is just head, not road head."
"Jessi, I still think... "
"Don't overthink it, Mark," my lover sighed. "Just fucking drive."
She again took my penis into her mouth and began sucking up and down on it. Carefully, I moved the gear selector to drive, which moved it up against her torso in a way that did not look at all comfortable for her, then checked my mirrors as I carefully pulled back onto the road.
As I drove, a pattern developed. If Jessi started sucking on me faster, I drove faster. If she slowed down, so did I. For about ten minutes of this, I suspect that we drove the driver of a car behind us crazy with the speed changes. He honked and flipped me off when he finally passed us, and I realized it had probably not helped matters that Jessi had increased her tempo just as he was trying to pass.
After another five minutes or so went by, I began to have a strange sensation in my scrotum. It was at that point that it dawned on me that my jeans were likely too constricting, making it more difficult for me to finish. I pulled to the side of the road, which caused Jessi to start sucking harder, as she clearly thought that I was about to climax.
"I need to open my jeans and move them down," I told her, my voice unexpectedly hoarse. "I cannot come like this."
Jessi pulled her now swollen lips from my penis and sat up while I unbuttoned the top button of my pants and then slid them down a bit.
"Is that better," she asked, grinning. "I wondered why it was taking so long. I can usually get you off faster than that."
"Yes, it is much better," I sighed.
"Are you going to sit here or are you going to drive?" she asked, staring at me.
"Drive, I guess," I replied, to which the young woman nodded before she lay back down and took my still hard length into her warm, wet mouth.
Not more than five minutes after we were on the road again, I was pulling back onto the shoulder, my right hand on her head as I began ejaculating into her mouth before I had even come to a complete stop. For her part, Jessi took every drop, swallowing it all before she sat up again.
"That was fun," she beamed, licking her puffy lips. "I liked how you speeded up and slowed down when I did. It's like I was in control of how fast you drove."
"That one guy behind us didn't like it too much," I said, reaching out to run my fingers through Jessi's soft, blonde hair. "And when he was passing, you started going faster so I sped up as well."
"Well, fuck him," she said. "He's probably just jealous."
"I doubt he could see what we were doing," I pointed out as I pulled my pants up to where I could fasten the top button.
"Oh, he knew," Jessi laughed. "Or at least probably suspected."
I did not believe that it was likely that she was right, but I did not argue with her. Instead, I zipped up my pants, then leaned over to kiss her. Jessi responded to the kiss by pushing her tongue into my mouth and brining my right hand up to her chest.
"I can't wait to get to the cabin and be your slave, Mr. Warner," she breathed after we broke our kiss. "That's why I wanted to suck you off now for the roses and the necklace—I wanted it to be my choice, not what I had to do."
"It is always your choice, Jessi," I said, pulling onto the road.
"Not as a slave," she countered, buckling her seatbelt. "It will all be your choice this weekend, Master."
***
To my surprise, Jessi had gone to sleep a few minutes after we were back on the road, and she did not wake up until I was stopping the car outside the cabin. She stretched and smiled at me, then looked out the window.
"Is that it?" she asked. "It's smaller than I expected. Oh, and is that snow? When did we hit snow?"
"It snowed up hear a few days ago," I explained, watching her stare out the window with a smile on her face. "It may snow tomorrow, as well."
"I've always wanted to fuck in the snow while it's snowing," Jessi said, looking back at me. "I've never had the chance. If it snows tomorrow, can we do it?"
"You do not think it will be too cold," I asked, not relishing the thought of being even partially unclothed out in the snow.
"Of course it will, but that's why it's so fucking hot."
"Well, we will see," I said, hoping that it did not start snowing again that weekend. "Right now, I need to go in and make sure that the cabin is ready. My friend had a neighbor come by and turn on the heater and the water earlier this week, but I still need to check it out, and probably turn the thermostat up. The neighbor likely only warmed it up enough that the pipes would not freeze."
"Okay, I'll wait here," my blonde lover replied. "But that does sound like the type a thing a man might make his slave do for him."
I thought about explaining that I thought we should wait until a little later that evening to start the roleplaying, but instead I got out of the car and hurried to the cabin door. The cold made me fumble with the key a bit, but I finally was able to unlock it. Once inside, I was pleasantly surprised to find that the temperature was in the low 60's, which was much better than I had expected. I turned up the thermostat to 72 degrees, then went back to the car to get Jessi and our luggage.
