This is a continuation of Jillian's Jugs.
I watched Jillian's car leave the bar parking lot. My mind was a little numb after my encounter a little bit ago. I had this refreshing wave flow over me, almost like a deep-sea diver breathing real air for the first time in five hours. Here I am standing naked as a jay bird in the place where I work, and I don't care. I may never admit this to anyone up front, but Jillian really knocked my socks off. She's absolutely the most perfect woman I've ever met. Of course, she happens to be married to a buddy of mine, which I don't think is ever going to terminate. They have a marriage that works....it's smart. They have two kids, decent factory jobs, and they both love each other. I am just going to have to enjoy what I can from this arrangement....I mean; she just got done sucking my dick. I'm not really on the losing end of this situation.
Snap back to reality here. Jillian had just left me with the promise of a continuation. She said she's coming over to my house after she gets off work. I looked at the clock. She's done around 7am, which means I should expect her between 7:45 and 8:15 depending on whether she stops at home first. Wait....what's she going to tell Geno? Wait....why do I care? Dang....this reefer has my brain going off on tangents here. Focus on the task at hand.
I put my clothes back on and cleaned up the rest of the bar. Since there was practically nothing to do, I was out of there in no-time. I headed home to clean up a tad so Jill wouldn't think I was a pig. I went into the bathroom and cleaned the toilet, emptied the trash, wiped down the sink....that oughta do it. I don't keep my place immaculate, but I do keep it somewhat tidy, so cleaning wasn't a real tough job. Women realize I'm a bachelor, and my house reflects that. I straightened up the bedroom just enough so that it looks respectable, then I went to the 'back room'.
Being single has its advantages. I have this one room in my house...all of my friends call it the 'back room'. Not a real original name since it's the room in the back of the house. This room however is the place to party. The door is missing and replaced with an oriental silk cloth and some wooden beads. As you enter the room you first notice the black-lighting. I don't keep any other light source active other than black-lights. There are two 18-inch lights at the top of each of the four walls. There are also 3 lamps all with black-lights. Going around the room starting from your left and continuing clock-wise...there is a desk, three bean-bags of various colors on the floor against the wall, an end-table with one of the lamps, a huge entertainment center with a 46-in LCD television, a Playstation 3, a DVD player, and a home-made surround sound system that would make Spinal Tap jealous. There is an end-table with a lamp in the far corner, then the infamous Budweiser couch, which has a cooler under the middle seat, another end-table with a lamp in the next corner, and then my black leather king-sized chair. Everyone knows that this is my spot. No one touches my chair. There are psychedelic posters on the walls, and a large storage tub that sits in front of the Bud couch.
I have had so many good times in this room. This is the spot where people hang out to smoke dope, chill out, listen to good music, jam, have sex....the perfect pad. Inside the tub is my collection of smoking devices. I call it my bong-box. I have store-bought pipes, home-made pipes, an old corncob pipe, toilet paper rolls turned into steamrollers, tin foil, glass bongs, specialty or novelty bongs and devices that I've found, a pink hookah that I call 'Jeannie', and a gas mask. I know....it sounds like all I do is smoke pot. I'm not that bad....really. But I'm single, I tend bar to make money, and I'm a musician. Doing good drugs kind of goes with the territory. Nothing to really clean up back here. I packed my corncob pipe and took a couple of hits. Satisfied that everything was cool, I went to my studio to record some stuff. I have a computer room transformed into a studio. Since I'm a musician....a vocalist at that....I love to record.
I got lost in my music over the next several hours, stopping only to grab a fresh Mountain Dew or to take a piss. I must have lost track of the time. There was a knock on the door. Jillian!!
I scrambled out of my chair and high-stepped my way to the front door. Can't tell I'm excited at all can you? I opened the door and there she was.....just like I had left her. Perfect.
"Hey Seth!" Jill gave me another big hug.
"Hey Jillian. So...a...what are you doing here, I'm not in my office till 9." I gave her my best inquisitive look acting like I wasn't expecting her.....poorly.
"Well...I know you're not on call yet this morning, but I've been having this problem that needs looked at doc." She chomped on the gum she was chewing doing her best Flo impersonation.
"Mm hmmm. Well come on in...what's this problem that you have?" Oh goody...we're playing doctor.
"Well...I'm kind of embarrassed." She then whispered. "It has to do with my.....um...my womanly parts, if you know what I mean."
"Oh? Well...I guess I should perform a full examination, then. Please....follow me." My growing hard-on now lead the way back to my bedroom. "Now, miss....you will have to remove your clothes so that I can inspect you."
Jillian didn't say a word as she stripped off every stitch of clothing and piled it up on the floor. She crawled over to the center of the bed, lying on her back. "I'm ready, doctor."
You know that moment of anticipation before you fuck somebody for the very first time? Well, for me...I just want it to last as long as humanly possible. We need lots and lots of foreplay here. I scampered off to my computer room and grabbed my gas mask from my bong box and loaded up a bowl.
"Ok, sweetheart..." I slowly put the gas mask on Jill. "We are going to have to give you something so that I can examine you properly." I felt like my dick was going to poke her in the eye from the inside of my pants as I moved around to light the bowl.
"Okay. I'm ready" She inhaled a few times, which caused those perfect mounds of flesh to swell and sink like two beautiful vessels on the open sea.....well with nipples anyhow.
It only took about 30 seconds of breathing normally until the gas mask got you really high. Jill was in la-la land when I removed the device.
"There....now we're ready to begin." I put my head to her left nipple. "I'm going to listen to your heart rate and measure the beats per second." As I was getting an ear-full, I slowly felt the valley between her breasts....so smooth, with a hint of perspiration.
"Does my heart sound ok, doc?" She raised the pitch of her voice ever-so-slightly.
"Yes....it sounds normal. How often do you give yourself a breast exam?" I tried to keep the role-playing up.
"I'm not sure....not very often. Maybe it's 'cause I don't know what to do.....could you show me?" She thrusted her chest out even more.
"Good idea." I began lewdly groping each breast. Her mouth parted as she pushed her nipple into my palm. They felt amazing each and every time I touched them...and still I thought I could feel them grow harder and longer while in my grasp.
"Mmmmmmm.....is the examination supposed to feel like this, doctor? I'm a little tingly from you 'examining my breasts'." Jill was such a ham, but I could hear the timbre in her voice begin to drop and crack when she said that.
"Well....I'm glad that it feels good. The important thing is to be very thorough. We don't want to miss any details here." That was the truth....so help me God. I continued to sensually caress those gigantic basketballs of flesh. My erection was starting to really throb now.....it needed to seek fresh air.
"Wow....do I feel silly. It just occurred to me that we haven't taken your temperature yet. We can start the inspection of your 'womanly parts' as you put it while taking your temperature if you want..." Hey....I'm trying to stay in character here. "My instrument is in the front-center pocket of my pants. You want to take it out for me?"
Jillian immediately leaned over so that she was eye-level with my rocket. She didn't even hesitate to yank down my pants in one motion, leaving my pecker to bob in the breeze. Her eyes were glued to my dick so well, you would think that she hadn't ever seen one before.
"Thank you sweetie. We're going to use this to see how hot you are." I was sporting so much wood at this point, I could have hit clean-up for the Cincinnati Reds about now.
Jillian purred. "Oh, goody....." She lay back down and proceeded to open up wide. Damn this girl is wonderful. I climbed up with my knees on either side of Jill's head. I lowered my butt ever-so-slightly until my penis began to lie comfortably on her face. I took my time and slowly directed the tip inside of her gaping mouth. As I eased my 'thermometer' inside, Jillian's lips latched on and began sliding her mouth up and down my shaft.
I leaned forward and traced my fingers down through the forbidden trail towards her already dripping snatch. As I got closer, Jill responded in kind by lifting and separating her knees to allow easier access. She brought her legs closer to her shoulders so that now, I had an eagle's view of an amazing pussy. My fingers traced around the smooth, hairless mound and down around her outer lips. Her inner lips naturally protruded, but now parted slightly with a pool of juice just oozing out.
"Holy shit Jill!! You weren't whistling Dixie when you said that you get really wet." I ran my finger through the well, just grazing her clitoris.
"Grppld!" Jill's hips just bucked closer to my face. Whatever she was trying to say was garbled from my cock sliding further down her throat. Jill now hooked both ankles under my arms and behind my back. I had a wide-open, clean-shaven, drenched, writhing, pussy directly in my face....and she was trying to push it even closer after touching her.
"Jill......my God. This is by far the sexiest thing I have ever laid eyes on." And with that, I began a slow French-kiss starting with the left inner lip, and working my way around her entire vaginal area.
She seemed to enjoy the sensation as we locked even deeper in our tight-knit 69. Jill began using her tongue on the under-side of my head while breathing through her nose. I decided to fight fire with fire as my tongue found her clit and began speaking Chinese with her nub caught between the tip of my tongue and the roof of my mouth. More juice began to overflow from her little honey-well. I then took my middle finger and decided to find her g-spot from the inside of her pubic bone.
Jillian spit out my cock and let out a loud roar. "Fuck!!! That's it! Right there......fuck! Fuck! Don't sto......aaaaahhh....don't stop....ahhh...mmmm....." She was panting hard and trying to fuck my nose now. I smiled as I had a close-up of her first orgasm by my own hand......literally. "I'm gonna cum, Seth! Fuck! I'm sorry.....I'm sorry......fuck! Ohhhh! Sorry.....here....god!"
"Sorry? For wha....?" And that's when it hit.
WHOOOOOOOOOOOSH!!!!
It was like a tidal wave. As Jillian came, this flood of woman-juice drenched my entire face. It reminded me of the amusement park ride where you stand on the bridge and get hit with the unsuspecting water from the log-ride plummeting down the chute.
I sat there in complete blissful shock as Jillian caught her breath. "I was trying to say....I'm sorry in advance. I squirt sometimes when I orgasm. I hope you aren't turned off by that sort of thing. It's embarrassing sometimes."
"Turned off?? Are you nuts? I'm fucking ecstatic! That was the coolest thing I ever saw." I really was excited by the fact that Jill could squirt. It's one of my favorite things to experience. I've just never had a girl squirt quite like this.
Jillian shoved me off of her. "Lie down, honey......I need some of that meat now."
"Don't you need some time to recover?"
"Not if you want me to have multiple orgasms...." She gave me the Groucho Marx eyebrow lift.
I asked no more questions and lay down on my back. Jillian straddled my pelvis and with both hands on her knees, she descended down upon my raging hard-on.....slowly.
"Wow...impressive young paduan." I did my best Yoda voice. "But a Jedi you are not yet."
"You are wise, Yoda. But remember.....looking leads to touching. Touching leads to licking. Licking leads to fucking......and fucking is the path to the dark side........Master." She responded in a really low voice....all while slowly pumping up and down on my dick.
