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In Quarantine With Jessica Pt 03

In Quarantine With Jessica Pt 03

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Life in near-isolation, with Jessica as my only company, was getting weird. Then Kaley showed up.

Jessica, my girlfriend Natalie's best friend, had been staying in my apartment, ever since Nat had offered her the spare room, against my better judgement. I resented Jessica's presence, but I figured Natalie would mediate any problems that developed between me and Jessica. Sadly, Natalie had to completely self-isolate at work, for at least two weeks, meaning Jessica and I just had to find a way to get along.

The method we developed to get along was hate-fucking.

Natalie encouraged this, and was looking forward to the threesomes we'd have when she got back. Jessica seemed fine with it as well, but I could tell she was trying to work some sort of power-play. She'd recorded a hidden message to Nat and the end of the tape I'd made the first time we'd fucked cock-to-cunt, and I knew she was texting Nat as well.

Jessica was also fine with the situation, partly because she'd managed to get me into a two-for-one deal, meaning she got two orgasms for each one I got. I didn't exactly resent that, since it was pretty easy to get her to cum, but I'd lost ground in the power struggle by agreeing to it.

So, yes, I was fine with the situation as it was, but I was on guard. I got to fuck a beautiful woman on a regular basis, with my girlfriend's approval, and didn't have to know or care about Jessica's emotions, or needs, to any of that bullshit. She just told me what she wanted, and I gave it to her, as hard as I could.

The week after our first fuck passed slow, in that weird way in which quarantine life played out. Time, and even days of the week, started to lose meaning, and the only thing that really mattered was the number of days remaining until Nat got home.

Jessica and I fucked around some more, always with a strong sense that we were in a state of truce, like we knew the war would go on, but for now, let's have some fun.

One time, Jessica came to me naked, holding her big vibrator. She shoved it into my hands, plugged in the power cord, and spread her legs, all without saying a word. I proceeded to apply it directly to her clitoral hood, and she winced and smacked my hand.

So I went ahead slowly, and got her worked up, by vibing her thighs and pelvis, then her labia, and when she seemed ready, back to the clit. Near the end, I slipped two fingers inside her and massaged her g-spot. She grabbed my head and dug her fingers into my scalp, and came on my hand.

I was ready to take a squirt to the face, like she'd done to me before, but nothing erupted this time. I found myself a little disappointed, and I realized I had my mouth open, ready to catch some if it happened. I caught myself and closed my mouth, and looked up at Jessica.

We locked eyes, but didn't speak. I stood up and started getting undressed. Jessica knew she had another one coming, but so did I.

I turned to toss my clothes aside, and when I turned back, Jessica was laying on the couch, upside-down. Her feet were flung over the back, and her head was hanging off the seat edge. She was holding the vibrator. I looked at her incredulously, and she met my eyes again and opened her mouth wide, and wiggled her eyebrows.

Having got the picture, I got on my knees in front of her face, and inserted my cock. I also took hold of her tits, but Jessica passed me the vibe, so I grudgingly got into a position where I could hold myself up on my elbows, and reach her pussy with the device.

She had already started working on my cock, which got erect real fast. Jessica would take it deep, hold it a few seconds, then spit it out, panting hard against my balls as she caught her breath. Then she'd take it in again. All without using her hands, which were caressing her own breasts.

As she worked her magic on my cock, I worked at her pussy again with the vibe. Reaching down her body like this, I couldn't achieve an angle to get my fingers into her the way I had before, so I relied solely on the --admittedly impressive- device she'd brought. I found that it had some speed settings, and I started to mix it up. I vibed her clit at a slow setting, then her labia faster, and back and forth, and I could see her feet kicking each time I changed it up.

I continued to enjoy Jessica's mouth, but decided that what I really wanted was to fuck her throat in this position. That would mean getting my hands free, so I got down to business with the vibrator. I applied it directly to her clit and turned up the speed, and slowly began to press it down harder. Now her legs were really kicking fast. But, impressively, her oral attentions on my cock never faltered.

Then her legs both shot up and held there, and I glanced up and saw her toes curled. And this time I got what I wanted. A little fountain sprayed directly upward from her cunt. I reached and shot my other hand out, and caught a little of the juice in my cupped palm. I brought it to my lips and lapped it up. It was like a musky-sweet extract of the taste of her pussy, similar to Natalie's but slightly different.

I turned off the vibe and set it aside, and pulled back from Jessica's oral attention. She didn't move as I shifted my stance, getting up on my feet, with my knees spread sideways, and holding myself up on my palms, placed to either side of Jessica's glorious tits. It reinserted my cock, and pressed forward, entering her throat. Then I withdrew again, and began to fuck.

The power over Jessica that this position granted me was a turn-on of its own. I fucked her throat mercilessly, not caring if she could breathe, not caring if she choked. I knew that if she really wanted to stop, she'd kick me in the head or something. But she probably wanted to show that she should take whatever I could dish out. Which was fine by me.

Pretty soon, I felt the rushing sensation that spread from my balls to my cock, and I let my cum flow as I continued to thrust in and out of Jessica's throat. Jessica finally started to choke on my load, and just as I suspected she could, she drew one foot back and pressed it against my shoulder, pushing me back. I pulled out and stood up.

She got up, her face a mess. She hadn't been wearing any makeup to ruin, but her eyes were red, and her forehead smeared with saliva, cum, and ball-sweat. And maybe tears.

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Jessica stood in front of me, cum dripping from both ends. She wiped her chin with the back of her hand, and then draw back and delivered a hard slap to my face. I recoiled, and by the time I recovered, the bitch had snatched up the vibrator, yanked the plug, and scampered back into her room.

Neither of us had said a word the entire time.

Anyway, life continued like that. Sometimes the sex was more verbal, sometimes more gentle, but it was always with a hint of derision and little grabs for power.

Then one morning, I was out for a grocery run. I'd discovered that a store nearby would restock overnight, so the best chance to get the essentials was first thing in the morning. I came back to the apartment only a little after sunrise, dropped my goods, and went to take a quick shower.

As I came out to the living room in my towel, I saw a strange sight: a little blonde girl, in panties and a bra, holding a small pink plastic case. She was sneaking out of Jessica's bedroom, stepping lightly, trying to not make any noise. Perhaps she thought I was asleep next door.

I said, "Who the fuck are you?"

The girl flinched and squeaked out, "Yeerp!", and ran across the room to the front door of the apartment, which I'd locked behind me when I came in. She struggled with the lock a moment, then scooted out into the hall in her underwear, barefooted, closing the door behind her. I watched all this in stunned silence.

I got hold of my senses, and moved to find out about this intrusion. I decided that chasing a half-naked girl down a hallway in just a towel would not look good, so I started with the other end of the mystery, Jessica. I went to the guest room door and tried to enter, but it was locked.

No answers there, so I went back to my front door, and peered out into the hallway. No blondes in their underwear were lurking the halls. She must have lived close, or she wouldn't have run off in that state. Perhaps she even lived across the hall. For a moment I had to admonish myself for never meeting my neighbors.

I went and got the key that opened all the interior doors in our apartment, and unlocked and opened Jessica's door. Jessica was laying spread eagle on her bed, nude, covered in sweat, and, I assume from the smell, cum. The sheets were drenched, the blankets thrown to the floor. Her eyes were closed.

I asked her, "Who the fuck was that?" She groaned, but didn't move. "Jessica, I'm fucking serious. Who was that girl?" I flicked the lights on and off a few times.

One hand quickly covered her eyes, and Jessica said in a tired voice, "That was Kaley. Can you please go away?"

"Wha-"

"LOOK," she interrupted my question. "I get that you're pissed, LH, and we'll talk about it. But I'm tired, I've been up all night, just let me get some sleep, and then I'll explain. OK?"

"....Fine."

"Please turn the light off." I did, and left.

Jessica slept in until the afternoon. All morning, I tried to occupy myself, but questions and arguments kept piling up. Finally, she came out as I was eating lunch. I opened my mouth to start the questioning, but she held up a single finger and said, "After shower."

After her --long- shower, Jessica came out in just two towels, one around her torso, one around her hair. She sat in the armchair and said, "So. Kaley lives on this floor, across the hall and two doors down. She's shy, lonely, and... VERY attentive. Now before you start about breaking quarantine, like you're Ellen fuckin' Ripley, Kaley has been alone in her place for over a month. So, what else do you want to know?"

I dropped the first two questions off my list and went to the next one. "How did you meet her?"

Jessica smiled. "She changed her wifi network name to 'Please some lady come fuck me.' I saw it, and I was curious, so I messaged her. I thought for sure she was a guy, but yay! She wasn't. We got to talking, and she came over and spent the night."

"Last night was the first time?"

"Yeah." Jessica sighed. "All night. Like I said, she's attentive."

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"So... you're cheating."

Jessica laughed out loud, "Cheating? On who? On you? LH, we're not together, we're... we're nothing. We're not even fuck buddies, because we're not buddies."

She wasn't hurting my feelings. She wasn't. I knew this as much as she did. "Yeah, but we both know that Natalie wants us both. She wants threesomes. So you're kinda... cheating on her. So what, you're gonna pair up with this Kaley, and leave Nat and me?"

"Psssh. Kaley and I are not exclusive. And I am NOT a monogamous girl. I can fuck Kaley, and YOU, and Nat, as much as I want."

"Alright, well, did you want to bring Kaley in to... this?" I pointed to her and then me.

Jessica actually looked a little apologetic. "Kaley's scared of you, LH. She was in the hall that first time, when we were up against the door. She heard the stuff you said about getting me pregnant."

"But that was to get you off! Nat told me you-" she put up her hand and interrupted me.

"I know."

"Well then will you explain it to her?"

"What, you think Kaley's going to suddenly become 'straight-curious' when she finds out you're NOT an impreg fetishist?"

"Well don't you want to give Nat a chance at a foursome?"

"You mean give YOU a chance at a foursome." She laughed again. "No. Kaley's a lesbian, and IS monogamous. She's my playmate for now. But don't worry," Jessica stood up. "She too much for me to handle on a regular basis. You and I are... still on." She started to leave.

"What did she do?"

"Wouldn't you like to know." Jessica paused then, and grinned. Apparently, she'd decided to tell me. "You saw her little case?"

"Yeah."

"She's got a hot pink, 8 inch strapon in there. And she," she shook her head a little. "...knows how to use it."

"That's it?"

"Yeah, that's it! When it doesn't deflate every ten or twenty minutes, a cock that can keep going is a wonderful thing."

"No, I mean, she couldn't get much from that."

"What do you know about what she gets? The strap's got a piece on her end that gets her too. Believe me, that girl enjoyed herself."

"Alright then. But if that's how it's going to be, can't you go to her place for your... adventures?"

"...Fine." Then she left the room.

I had to wonder if this Kaley thing was some sort of ploy to make me jealous, or just Jessica being Jessica. I knew she was right, that she and I were... nothing. But there's also natural instincts, emotions that the animal brain is conditioned to feel. Yeah, I was jealous. But I resolved to get over that.

I called Nat and told her the story. She found it a lot more funny than I did.

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