In Quarantine With Jessica Pt 02

I walked out into my living room naked, holding my phone, my cock hard, intent on fucking that bitch Jessica.

I was doing this at my girlfriend Natalie's encouragement. I can't stand Jessica, and under normal circumstances, I wouldn't touch her. But this was definitely not a normal situation.

Jessica was staying in my guest room, having moved in shortly before the big quarantine order came out. I had grudgingly allowed this, because she was Natalie's best friend, and had no place else to go. But when Natalie had to further isolate herself at her work, the tension between me and Jessica began to boil over. Yesterday, we'd begrudgingly exchanged oral sex.

Natalie, bless her, was very much into this. We talked on the phone, and she told me she was looking forward to a three-way when she got home, and had asked me to fuck Jessica and record it so she could rub off to the sounds. She'd even given me a list of 'hot-buttons', that'd get Jessica off harder and faster, which would help, as the little cunt had established a 'two for one' rule with me, meaning she got two orgasms for each one I got.

I had left the living room after Jessica came in wearing nothing but a pair of black high-heeled boots, which she claimed would put her at the right height to fuck standing up. I took offense at the presumption, but Natalie had convinced me to take up the offer. Jessica had been sitting, reading her Vonnegut book when I'd left. But when I came back she was, surprise, standing in the hall, hands on the wall, ass jutting out a little.

I pushed a button on my phone and rushed toward her. She looked over her shoulder in mock surprise, and started to say, "Oh hi, LH. Just stretching my cal-HURCK!"

Jessica's attitude was cut short by my hand on her throat. I pressed up hard against her back, my cock wedged upright between her ass cheeks, hardening quickly. I squeezed her neck a little, cutting off her sass, and with my other hand, I set the phone on a small bookshelf, luckily just within reach.

I put my mouth close behind her head, and whispered into her ear. "I'm so fucking sick of your attitude, you little bitch." Then I bit her earlobe. Jessica gasped and whimpered a little, and kept her hands up on the wall, pushing her ass back against me.

I let go of her neck, and took hold of her hips with one hand, and my cock with the other. It was throbbing and ready to fuck this long-legged bitch. I guided myself into her slit, and wasn't surprised that I slipped inside her quite easily. She was so wet it was running down her leg. I thrust upward, intending to lift her ass in the air. I didn't have enough height to get her off the ground, but she squealed and scrambled for a handhold on the wall as my thrust pushed into her.

I grabbed her hips with both hands now, and began a hard and fast fucking of her tight little cunt. Jessica cried out in wordless syllables as I fucked her.

She was clearly enjoying this, but not enough to get her to cum yet. I was enjoying it a hell of a lot, and I started to feel my orgasm approaching. I needed a change of pace. I turned and yanked her hips away from the wall, and gave her one more hard thrust, releasing her as I did so. Jessica fell forward off my cock, and stumbled like a newborn deer for a few steps, before crumpling to the floor.

Her eyes quickly darted around, looking for something. I reached down for her ankles, and she dodged me. She seemed to spot something behind me, and put up a finger. "Wait," she said, but I advanced on her, intent on fucking her down into the floor.

"I said fucking WAIT!" Jessica shouted, and she dodged between my hands and slapped my dick, hard. I groaned, and fell over a little, leaning against the wall. Jessica scrambled to her feet and hurried back into the living room, heading for the front door of my apartment.

There was an umbrella stand by the door. For some reason I don't remember, I'd put my old lacrosse stick in the stand. Jessica stood with her back to the door, eyeing the net pocket at the end of the stick. As I got to my feet and watched her, she lifted her left leg up to her chest, then extended it out, in an impressive display of flexibility. She placed her booted foot in the net, and steadied it. Once she was satisfied, she put her hands near her hips and waved me over, grinning.

I got the picture. I plucked the phone from the bookshelf, and walked to the kitchenette area by the front door. I checked that the phone was still recording, and put it on the kitchen counter close to the door. I stood up against Jessica, her raised leg over my shoulder. Our faces were inches apart, and she licked her lips and said, "Come on then, motherfucker."

I shoved my cock into Jessica's wide-open pussy, and began to fuck her against the door. We maintained our eye contact, a mix of lust, hatred, and competition passing silently between us. She was scratching my back but I didn't care. I could have broken her leg if I wanted to, but she didn't care.

Our faces this close together, we could have been kissing. I could have been nibbling at her ear, or her neck. Jessica could have been sucking my tongue, or biting my lips. But none of that happened. It seems we had a silent agreement not to kiss, or do anything even close to kissing. Instead we just stared daggers, as I did my best to break her cunt, while she worked to show no sign that she was enjoying it. She kept her mouth closed tight, breathing hard through her nose.

I felt my cum rising again, getting ready to burst. I still needed to get two out of Jessica, and I had no interest in going down on her when she had my creampie inside her. So I decided to use one of the weapons Natalie had given me. I slowed my pace a little as I thought of the right thing to say.

As I slowed, Jessica began to grin. Perhaps she thought she'd outlasted my stamina. But then I grunted and gave her a good hard thrust, and said through gritted teeth, "You fucking bitch. You're gonna earn your place here as my guest."

"Yeah?," she replied, egging me on.

"You're gonna have a guest yourself. I'm gonna fill you with my cum, over and over, until it takes. I'm going to knock you up, you little slut. Turn you into my personal brood sow." As I spoke, I could see Jessica's eyes widen, recognizing what I was implying.

Having broken through the barrier of the 'hate face' she'd been holding, I watched as the signs of pleasure quickly showed. Her mouth opened and she started gasping with each thrust. Her eyes would close for a stroke a two, then open wide and stare at nothing. She was getting close.

But so was I. So I turned it up. "Fucking cunt. You're nothing but a breeding bitch, you're gonna take my cum, you're gonna take it bitch, and turn it into a pregnancy, and when you have that one, I'm gonna knock you up again, you fucking BITCH!" I shouted at the end, as I came in Jessica's pussy.

Her own ecstasy was evident on her face. She started to cum when my seed hit her insides, and I felt her cunt clench me a little. She cried out, and her hands grabbed my shoulders and squeezed.

I continued to thrust until I'd stopped spurting inside her, and then eased up and slowly pulled out. Our mixed cum spilled from Jessica's pussy, and I heard a faint 'splat' when it hit the floor. I laughed a little at that, and then I backed off. I helped her get her foot out of the net of the lacrosse stick, and went to sit down. Jessica stood by the door, bent forward, her hands on her knees.

"That's... one each...," she gasped. "I get... one more."

"Fuck," I groaned. I'd been hoping she'd forgot the deal. "Well, what do you want?"

"Fuck me more."

"Fuck off!" Very rarely am I able to get hard again immediately after cumming. Natalie knew that, and she didn't mind. When Nat and I had a free day for a sex marathon, we'd take a half-hour break after each of my orgasms, give me time to recharge, and then we'd go back at it. But Jessica, fucking Jessica, didn't care.

I heard her boots clomping over to me, and then they stopped. When she came around the chair into view, she was on her knees. She got between my legs. She didn't make eye contact, just settled in between my knees, and took my cum-covered, semi-flaccid cock into her mouth.

I have to admit, it was quite a feeling, having a woman I hate on her knees in front of me again. I watched Jessica clean our collective cum from my cock, and from my thighs and balls, and then she took my cock into her mouth and just held it there. She never looked up at me once. She began running her tongue over my cock, inside her mouth.

I threw my head back and groaned, and gripped the armrests of the chair tightly. My cock was still sensitive, and this much sensation was intense to the point of painful. But I wasn't going to let Jessica know that it hurt, and I certainly wasn't going to ask for mercy. So I powered through it until the intensity subsided. Then my cock began to grow again.

Jessica kept it entirely in her mouth, letting it expand down her throat as it hardened again and lengthened. Impressive skills, I had to admit. When my cock was stiff, she slowly pulled back, letting it slip between her lips until it was standing erect in front of her face. She stood up, and nudged my knees back together. I adjusted obligingly, and she straddled me, lowering herself down onto my cock.

She didn't settle on my lap, but kept herself higher up and began lightly bouncing on the upper half of my cock. Her tits were bouncing directly in my face. I caught a nipple between my lips and sucked it in, then bit the tip. Jessica hissed, but kept bouncing.

I gave her ass a smack as she rode my cock. She reached one hand down between us, rubbing at her clit. But after another minute or so, she stopped moving. I looked up at her and released her nipple from my mouth. "What?"

Without answering, Jessica raised herself off my cock, and walked to the kitchenette. She reached for a few things, like she'd suddenly decided to make a sandwich or something. I stood up, and watched in confusion for a few seconds.

Jessica put her hands on the counter in front of the sink and bent forward. She turned at looked at me, the first eye contact we'd made since I came inside her. "C'mere," she told me. "Do me here."

I joined her, and saw that she'd laid out a few sheets of paper towel, and the dishsoap? What the hell was she planning?

I decided I didn't care, and got into position behind her. I moved my cock into position, and thrust up into her. I took hold of her shoulders and began fucking her again.

Jessica reached up and took hold of my right hand. She moved it to in front of her face, and held my thumb close to her eyes. She seemed to be... inspecting it?

For what it's worth, my hands are pretty clean all the time, from all the hand sanitizer I'd been using. The nail was cut short, but not sharp, as I'd clipped my fingernails about four days ago. Jessica seemed to be satisfied with whatever she was looking for, and she put my thumb in her mouth, slobbering all over it.

I'd kept up the pace fucking her, while utterly confused about why she was so interested in my thumb. Jessica took it out of her mouth, covered in slobber, and held it between her own thumb and forefinger. She moved my thumb, and the rest of my hand with it, back around behind her to the small of her back. "Stick this up my ass," she told me.

"WHAT!" I blurted, shocked.

"JUST FUCKING DO IT!" she screamed back at me. She braced her hands, gripping the countertop hard.

"Okay, Jesus!" I'd never done this before, but I managed to get my hand down into a position on her butt cheeks, while still having leverage to thrust. I pressed the ball of my thumb against Jessica's asshole, and slowly, it began to open.

All the saliva she'd got on my thumb eased the penetration, and I slowly entered her ass. First the tip of my thumb, then up to the nailbed, then the first knuckle. All while maintaining a slow, careful thrusting of my hips.

I got my thumb all the way inside her ass, and began to increase the pace of the fucking again, careful to keep my right hand pressed against her buttock. It was definitely a weird sensation. Through my thumb, I could feel my cock moving inside her body. It was... a little gross? But not bad...

Jessica clearly had mixed feeling about it too. She was breathing much harder, and I think she was crying a little. She'd occasionally slam her palm or fist on the countertop, and cry out, "Fuck..., fuck..., fuck! YES! FUCK!"

Then she screamed, "Pull my hair! Left hand! PULL MY FUCKING HAIR!" I quickly complied, taking a big handful of dark brown hair in my fist and pulling downward. Jessica's head came back, so she was looking up at the ceiling, and I pulled more to keep tension on her hair. She opened her mouth and began breathing hard. I could see tears running down her cheeks.

By now, Jessica was doing most of the thrusting, pushing back against me with her arms on the counter. I was focusing on keeping my right hand tight against her ass, so my thumb wouldn't pop out. Then she grunted hard, took a breath in, and grunted again. I felt her cunt clench, and for a moment, her sphincter gripped down so tight around my thumb, I thought I was going to lose the digit.

Then everything relaxed, and I took the cue to let go of her hair. She leaned forward over the sink, and scrambled with her right hand. She found the paper towel, and passed it to me silently. I got the message, and carefully eased my thumb out of her ass, and encased it in the towel. Then I let my cock slip out of her.

Free of the impaling appendages, Jessica turned around, and slumped to the floor, a big exhausted grin on her face. I stepped back and turned to go to the bathroom. "You're fucking disgusting, you crazy bitch."

"I'm not... the one...," she panted as she spoke. "with their thumb... up someone's butt."

I went to the bathroom to clean up. I came out a few minutes later, and Jessica was gone. Her bedroom door was closed.

I went to my phone. The sound recorder was still running. I stopped it, saved the file, and sent it to Natalie.

Nat didn't text me back right away; she was probably enjoying the show. An hour later, she still hadn't texted or called. I lay on my bed, thinking about her finger-banging herself to the sounds of me and Jessica fucking.

I got curious as to what it sounded like, so I got my phone and replayed the file. I heard Jessica's sassy bullshit about stretching her calves get cut off, and our grunting and straining as we fucked against the wall in the hallway. I heard her say 'wait', and then yell it, and then I heard the sound of her slapping my cock. It was... pretty loud. So was the groan I made.

The clunking sound when I put my phone on the kitchen counter, and then I was surprised to hear that the front door had made a rhythmic banging as we'd fucked against it. I hadn't noticed that at all at the time.

That went on awhile, and then I heard my talk about breeding Jessica, and her cries as she came. Then our brief argument about the cum count. Then a lot of silence as Jessica sucked me hard again. We hadn't made much sound when she rode my cock in the chair, either.

The sounds got louder when we went to the kitchen, closer to the phone. Jessica's screams must have had Natalie wondering what exactly I'd put up her ass, until after the end. The recording went silent when I went to the bathroom. Then, to my surprise, I heard Jessica's whispering voice!

"Told you I'd fuck him. And I got my two. By the time you get here, I'll have him wrapped around my finger. See ya, sweetie."