A New Start

Author's note:

Thank you for your comments. It's nice to know that people appreciate my stories.

This is the second half of Jack's and Micky's story. It has lots of memes. I hope no-one is offended by them:

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Jack watched Micky sleeping. Her hair was a mess. Her face was deformed as it pressed into her pillow, but Jack still thought that she was beautiful.

Micky opened one eye. She looked at Jack, closed her eye, sighed and rolled onto her back. She slurped and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She looked at her pillow and sighed, as she saw a wet patch of her saliva. She looked at Jack again and said, "I need to pee," She stood up and ran into the en suite.

Jack heard the toilet flush and the taps running. He waited and then asked from the doorway, "My turn?"

"Yeah," answered Micky. She was looking at herself in the mirror and seemed to be trying to focus on her appearance. She looked at Jack, sitting on the toilet and asked, "You're not doing a number two are you?"

"No," laughed Jack, "I've got a piss horn and it's either sit on, or do a handstand over, the toilet to wee."

Micky laughed and said, "I'd like to see the latter," She then said, as she pointed to her head, "It's a wonder you didn't run away screaming this morning after seeing this."

Jack laughed and said, "It's the beauty on the inside that I appreciate."

"Watch it buddy," said Micky, "Men don't often criticise a woman's beauty and get away with it,"

Jack laughed, but learnt from Micky's comment.

As Jack abluted in the bidet, Micky brushed her hair, washed her face and offered Jack some mouthwash. Jack covered his mouth and asked, "Do I need it?"

Micky nodded and said, "Don't worry, so do I," and then gargled. Jack did the same.

Micky still seemed half asleep and Jack asked, "I don't want to alarm you but don't you have to open shop?"

"Ray will do that," answered Micky. She grabbed his hand and said, as she led him towards the bed, "I'll be busy because I'm going to fuck you."

"Um..." said Jack as he suddenly stopped and their hands separated.

"What?" asked Micky, "... Fuck Jack, is this just a rebound? Just a one night stand?"

"I was hoping for at least a day thrown in," joked Jack.

"I'm not a fucking rental, Jack," said Micky.

"No of course not," said Jack, worried that he'd offended Micky, "I'm... I'm just not sure I'm ready for that."

"What? Don't you like the woman taking control?" asked Micky, "Is that it? You need to be the macho man, always in control? Always on top?" said Micky sarcastically, "Admittedly, it was a very good fuck with your efforts last night, but can't you stand a woman taking control?"

"No, that's not it," answered Jack, "I like the woman to take control. It's just... Well... I've never been pegged before."

"Pegged?" asked Micky, confused, "I was going to lay you on your back and mount you seeing that you did most of the work last night."

"Oh... Um... Well that's okay," said Jack.

"We'll leave the pegging for another time," said Micky with a smile.

"Um... Yeah..." said Jack. He then smiled and said, "Well that's embarrassing... Communication breakdown."

Micky smiled and said, "It's always the same..."

Jack smiled more broadly and said, "Having a nervous breakdown..."

Micky sung, "It drives me insane," She laughed and said, "I love Led Zeppelin."

"Ditto," agreed Jack with a smile.

Micky pushed Jack onto his back. She took Jack's flaccid penis in her hand and said, "Thanks for washing this," and kissed his glans.

"You're welcome," said Jack as Micky sucked his nob into her mouth.

Jack laid back and enjoyed Micky sucking his glans, stroking his shaft and fondling his balls like two boiled eggs in a sock. Jack's penis rapidly hardened.

Micky said, "Well now that I've got your attention..."

"You've got me AT attention," said Jack.

Micky mounted Jack's belly and asked, as she rubbed his shaft between his belly and her vulva, "Do you have any Sexually Transmitted Diseases?"

"No," answered Jack.

"It's against the law not to tell me," prompted Micky.

"I know," said Jack. He then asked, "Do you have any STDs?"

"No," answered Micky.

"It's against the law not..." said Jack.

"I know," interrupted Micky.

Micky continued to slide her vulva against Jack's shaft as it was trapped between her and his belly. She glided from Jack's balls all the way to his glans and then back again. Jack felt her clitoris harden and Micky's vaginal juices replaced her saliva as lubricant.

Micky then held Jack's hard shaft and rubbed his glans against her vaginal opening, which was now well lubricated. She very slowly impaled herself with Jack's very stiff and willing penis. She seemed to push his glans against every part of her vagina.

Jack felt the corona of his glans rub against her spongy G-spot.

Micky grabbed Jack's hands and placed them on her breasts.

Jack squeezed her breasts and Micky closed her eyes as she squirmed on Jack's shaft. She ground her pubic mound against Jack's. She said, "Pinch my nipples... They're not dials, pinch don't twist... Harder... That's it... and squeeze my tits... Not too hard... Oh yeah... That's the way..."

Micky kept thrusting and her pace became frantic. She buckled forwards and squirted as she came. She collapsed forwards but kept slowly sliding back and forth on Jack's shaft. She sat up again and opened her eyes. She mashed their groins together and jounced on Jack's bones.

Jack was astounded at how energetic this woman was and how she seemed determined to fuck his brains out. He'd never before had a woman fuck herself on him as Micky was now doing. He couldn't control his urges so he let himself go with the flow. Jack came inside of her and Micky cried out triumphantly.

Jack felt Micky's thrusts force some of their combined come out of her vagina.

Micky fell forwards onto Jack and stretched her legs out straight. She laid in the missionary position on top of Jack squeezing her vagina around his penis.

Jack's penis softened and slipped out of Micky. Their combined juices oozed out of her vagina, around his flaccid penis, over his balls, down his perineum and pooled on the bed against his buttocks.

Jack cupped Micky's buttocks in his hands, massaged them and said, "You've got a nice bum."

Micky smiled and said, "Thank you. I imagine that your bum is now soaking in the wet spot?"

"Yes," answered Jack.

Jack kept massaging and spread her buttocks.

Micky said, "They say semen is good for the skin"

"Yeah, I've heard that," said Jack, smiling.

Jack inched his fingers towards her taint.

Micky laughed and said, "You'll have nice soft skin for when I peg you."

"Um... Yeah," said Jack, "You'll be gentle won't you?"

Micky just laughed.

Jack pressed his finger against her anus and noticed that it was lubricated. He said, "You're slippery down there?"

"Yes," said Micky, "I lubed up just in case we got that far."

"Oh," said Jack, "Good planning."

Micky sat up and looked at their torsos. She ran her fingers over their bodies and said, "We're wet."

"Yes," said Jack.

"Did I squirt?" asked Micky.

"Yes," answered Jack.

"Oh... Sorry," apologised Micky.

"That's okay," reassured Jack, "I think it's sexy."

Micky smiled. She touched the wetness against his lips.

Jack opened his mouth and sucked her finger.

She frowned and asked, "Do you like that?"

"It's okay," answered Jack, "It's not as sweet as your vagina, a little tart."

She smiled wickedly. There was something going on inside Micky's mind that Jack couldn't work out. He asked, "So Ray's opening the bar?"

"Yes," answered Micky, "It's my turn to have the day off."

"Well what do you want to do on your day off?" asked Jack.

"Besides fucking you?" asked Micky.

"Yes," answered Jack.

Micky seemed to contemplate her options and asked, "Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"

"Yes please," answered Jack.

"As nice as our juices of our sexual activities smell and feel," said Micky, "I think that we should wash them off before going out for brunch. The other customers might get jealous. Let's have a shower."

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"I wondered who the new fuck toy was," said the woman behind the bar as Jack entered from the room marked 'Private'.

"Don't be rude," said Micky as she followed Jack into the bar, "Jack's just a good friend."

"Oh," said the woman, "and whose are these then?" She twirled Micky's panties around her finger.

Micky tried to snatch them away from the woman and said, "They could be anyone's."

"Let me check," said the woman. She took a big sniff of the gusset, "No, they're definitely yours and they're full of horny juice.

"And the used condom on the side of the bin?"

Jack flinched knowing that he forgot to properly dispose of the condom.

The woman looked at Jack with a smirk and said, "That's quite a deposit you left in that condom mister fuck toy. Would you like to leave a deposit in me?"

Jack looked at Micky for support but she was busy putting away her undies that she'd snatched from the woman's hands.

The woman laughed and said, "I don't mind cleaning up the evidence of your sexual activities, Micky, but I do expect a reward for my efforts.

"Are you going to introduce me to toy boy and more importantly, are you going to share him with me?"

"Ray, this is Jack my friend," said Micky, "Jack, this is Raylene, the new barmaid."

"Also a friend, if that's what we're calling it nowadays," said Raylene.

"How do you do, Raylene?" asked Jack.

"Any way you like to do Raylene," answered Raylene with a smile.

"Oh... Um..." Jack wavered, "... May I have my keys please."

Raylene looked at the keys that she retrieved from the Tupperware box and asked, "What make of car is it?"

"VW," answered Jack.

"They're Jack's keys," said Micky, "I took them off him last night."

"Oh, so he wasn't willing to be your toy boy?" asked Raylene.

"I took Jack's keys from him because he was over the blood alcohol limit," answered Micky.

"Fair enough," said Raylene, "and THEN you made him your fuck toy."

Micky seemed frustrated and said, "Let's go," Jack obediently followed Micky out of the bar.

They'd walked only a half dozen steps along the street when Micky said, "Oh shit."

"What's wrong?" asked Jack.

Before Micky could answer a man walking towards them said, "Hello Micky. Have you missed me?"

"No Rick," answered Micky, "so fuck off."

They walked past Rick as he said, "Don't be like that Micky."

Micky said under her breath, "Rick with a silent 'P'."

Jack burst out laughing and looked back at Rick, who seemed to be very upset. Micky also started laughing and tried to drag Jack away. Rick, with a silent 'P', turned and stormed off in the other direction.

Micky said, "Maybe now he'll stop bothering me."

Just then, another man said nervously, "Hi Micky, I was hoping to get a drink."

Micky turned towards the man and said, "Hi Nick, Ray's at the bar."

"Oh, good," said Nick and kept walking past them.

Micky stopped and said to Jack, "Wait a minute," She called out, "Nick, have you had anything to eat this morning?"

"Ah... No..." answered Nick, "I'll get something later."

Micky grabbed Nick's arm and said, "Come with us."

Micky almost dragged Nick to a nearby cafe that they entered.

A jolly man asked, "Good morning Micky and how are you today?"

"Never seen the world so bright," answered Micky, "And what about you Al?"

"Wouldn't be dead for quids," answered Al, "What can I get you?"

Nick started to fidget so Micky said, "Jack and I will eat in, but Nick here will have takeaway."

"Too easy," said Al, "What'll you have Nick?"

Nick looked at the options and hesitated. He looked at Micky, who said, "Nick will have a ham, salad sandwich on wholegrain bread."

Nick flinched at the sound of wholegrain.

Al placed the order and Micky quietly said to Nick, "Nick, you can eat the sandwich at the bar, but promise me that you'll eat the WHOLE sandwich."

Nick looked at Micky and said, "Alright Micky, I'll eat the whole sandwich."

"Thanks Nick," said Micky as she patted him on the arm, "I'll see you later."

Micky and Jack sat at a booth that was between the kitchen and the door to the back alley. It was a bit noisy but quite private. Al gave them menus and they contemplated what to order.

Micky said, as she smiled at Jack, "I think I'll have the Big Breakfast. I'll need to build up my energy to fuck all day."

"Sounds good to me on both accounts," said Jack.

Al arrived to take their orders. Micky said, "We'll have two Big Breakfasts and I'll have a pot of tea please.

"And not that English Breakfast..."

"I know," interrupted Al, "It's as weak as piss and tastes like tannin."

"Yeah," agreed Micky.

"Would you like something to drink Jack?" asked Al.

"I'll also have a pot of tea please, Al," answered Jack.

"And would you like the English Breakfast shit or the, so called, decent stuff?" asked Al with a grin.

"Um..." said Jack mimicking deep thought, "I think I'll have the decent stuff today thank you, Al."

"Wise choice, Jack, considering your company," said Al with a smile.

"It does taste like shit!" yelled Micky to Al's back as Al made a quick departure.

Micky looked at Jack, who was suppressing a laugh. She said, "I can always tell that the person who orders the tea doesn't drink tea if the menu shows English Breakfast as the only option for black tea."

"I totally agree," said Jack.

"Yeah," said Micky.

A huge pot of tea arrived and Micky set the timer on her watch. Jack said, "You really do care."

"Care about what?" asked Micky.

"Nick," answered Jack.

"Nick still has money so I need to keep him alive until I drain it all out of him," said Micky.

"You're like an assorted chocolate," said Jack, "Hard on the outside with a soft centre."

"You've probed my centre, do I have a chewy centre or a runny centre?" asked Micky with a smile.

"Definitely the runny centre," answered Jack. He checked to make sure no-one was listening and then said, "And I'd eat you all day long."

"Only if I let you," said Micky and they both laughed.

Micky turned the teapot clockwise three times and asked, as she lifted it, "Are you having milk with your tea?"

Jack added milk to his cup and Micky started pouring his tea. She tipped the teapot backwards and forwards until she was happy with the tea's colour and then poured the rest of Jack's tea. She then poured her own cuppa.

Jack said, "That's an interesting tea ceremony you've got there."

"My aunty taught me that," said Micky, "and it's worked well for me."

Their breakfast arrived and they chatted as they ate. Jack asked, "So Raylene's the new barmaid?"

"Yeah," answered Micky, "She's looking after the bar for a couple of years. I'm taking a holiday."

"Good for you," said Jack, although he was worried that he wouldn't see Micky for two years. He asked, "Where to?"

"Around Australia," answered Micky, "but my mechanic doesn't think that I'll get out of the state. My Kombi is a bit under the weather. I'll be like the Men at Work, 'Travelling in a fried out Kombi,'. If I spend money fixing it up or buying a better one, I won't have enough money to travel."

"Will you be 'on a hippy trail, head full of zombie'?" asked Jack.

"Of course," answered Micky, "If the opportunity arises."

Jack contemplated the situation for a while as he ate his breakfast. He wanted to spend more time with Micky but she was about to go travelling. He asked, "What are you doing today?"

"I thought I'd finish breakfast and fuck you for the rest of the day," answered Micky, "... Maybe even give you that pegging."

"Would you have time for an hour's drive to the country and an and hour's drive back with a little time to look at my place?"

"Do I still get to fuck?" asked Micky.

"Sure," answered Jack.

"Okay then," said Micky.

They finished their tea and then looked for Jack's car. They drove in Jack's VW Eos with the hardtop down. Jack glanced now and then at Micky. She seemed to be enjoying the wind blowing through her hair.

Jack stopped at a locked gate. He reached into his centre console and pulled out some keys.

Micky said, "Which key is it and I'll open the gate for you."

Jack handed Micky the key so she unlocked and opened the gate.

As Jack drove past Micky, he said, "Leave it open Micky, we'll close it on the way out," Micky climbed back into the car and they drove down Jack's driveway.

"This is where you live?" asked Micky when they approached a home with some sheds out the back.

"Yes," answered Jack.

"It's beautiful," said Micky, "It's a frigging homestead. How old is it?"

"It was build in 1896, but I've renovated the inside. Hence, I know how hard it is to get development approval," answered Jack, "There're two bedrooms with en suites, a large kitchen, dining room, lounge, office and I kept the outside dunny for barbeques and parties."

"It's fantastic," said Micky.

"Lauren thinks it's too rural," said Jack.

"Well I don't want to be critical of your ex," said Micky, "but she's a fuckwit."

Jack laughed and totally agreed with Micky's opinion.

Micky asked, "How big is the property?"

"It's only 40 hectares," answered Jack, "The steadings was subdivided into these smaller lots and I managed to get this one with the homestead."

They walked to the sheds out the back and Jack said, "I brought you out here to show you what's in here," as he pressed the remote to open a roller door.

"It's not a freezer full of your victims is it?" asked Micky.

"Nope, I hide that on the back lot," said Jack and Micky laughed.

Micky looked at a 4WD motor-home. She said, "Okay, so your motor-home is bigger than mine. I didn't think that you had to compensate for an inadequacy. Your dick's big enough," Jack laughed.

Micky looked inside and said, "At least I can stand up in mine."

Jack pressed a button and the roof raised.

"Oh, it's got an electric roof raiser," said Micky.

Micky stepped inside and looked around. She said, "It's bigger than mine, but I've got a bed."

Jack pressed another button and a bed lowered from the ceiling.

"Fuck, is that a king-size bed?" asked Micky, "Do you intend to travel with a harem?"

"I was thinking of travelling with just you," answered Jack, "and then I can pick up more women for my harem along the way."

Micky laughed and said, "Our harem buddy and I get to choose the women."

"So bisexual might be an adequate descriptor for you?" asked Jack.

"Alright, I admit it," answered Micky.

"I see," said Jack, "So Raylene's THAT close?"

"Yeah..." answered Micky, "... Alright, we're fuck buddies when there's a drought of good available men.

"Why the interest? Does it turn you on thinking about a couple of women tribbing? Mashing their tits together? Eating carpet in a sixty-nine position? Or in our case, licking lino?

"Do you think that you could convert a couple of lesbians because you're such a macho man and your 'tool of trade' is so irresistible?"

"Watching sounds stimulating," said Jack, "but also I'm just investigating the competition."

"Ray can't replace a good, hard, warm, flesh and blood-filled, real cock," said Micky, "but I don't do relationships. I've seen too many people's lives destroyed by relationships...

"Well enough about her so when do you intend to leave in this luxurious monster?"

"When do you want to leave?" asked Jack.

Micky looked at Jack for a while and then said, "You're serious. You want to travel with me around Australia... In this?"

Jack nodded and said, "It would solve your dilemma of a new Kombi or affording to travel.

"Think about it and let me know a definite decision at your convenience."

"Hmm..." said Micky, "Let's get back to me fucking you."