I knocked on the door quickly. Jess answered the door smiling.
"What're you doing here?" she asked. Stepping through the door, I kissed her, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her against me. She kissed me back. My hands roamed over her as our tongues met.
I led her back into the apartment and kicked the door shut.
"I had to see you," I said.
"Oh, yeah?" she asked, smirking. She reached down and rubbed my stiff cock through my jeans, "You like what you saw last night?"
I nodded and kept kissing her neck. I slid my hand up her side and pressed it against her huge tit.
"Come on," she said, leading me into the bedroom.
She stood next to the bed, unbuttoning her shirt. "Get naked," she said. As I pulled my clothes off she tossed her shirt aside and then unbuttoned her pants. I stood in front of her in just my boxers as shew wriggled out of her jeans. I just stood there looking at her in her white bra and panties.
"What are you waiting for?" she asked, sauntering over to me. She gripped the waistband of my boxers and then tugged them down. She slowly dropped to her knees. My cock throbbed and twitched half an inch from her face. She reached her hand up and wrapped it around my cock.
"What do you want?" she asked, slowly stroking my dick and kissing it. I groaned a little and she looked up at me.
"I saw you last night," she went on, grinning, "I know what you want. You want to fuck my tits like Nathan did, huh?"
"God yeah," I said.
"Sit on the edge of the bed," she ordered, unclasping her bra.
I kissed her. "No, you lay on the bed," I said.
"Okay," she nodded, climbing onto the bed and rolling onto her back, her monstrous tits shaking back and forth. I straddled her stomach and she pushed those beauties together.
"Wait," she said, propping herself up into her elbows. She took my cock into her mouth and sucked on it for a few seconds. When she took her mouth off she laid flat again, beneath my cock, dripping with her saliva.
"You gonn fuck these jugs?" she asked, pushing them together for me. Gripping the headboard, I nodded and slid my cock between her huge tits.
"God your tits are amazing," I told her. My cock glided in and out of her warm and now slick breasts. I shifted my position a littls and reached behind me with my right hand. I slowly rubbed her pussy through her panties.
"That feels good," she said smiling at me. The warmth of her breasts and her smile were somehow too much for me. Endorphins swept over me and I groaned as I lost it. The first blast caught her in the lips and she tilted her head back. The next shots caught her in the bottom of the chin and then the neck, flowing downhill to where my cock filled the crevasse between her breasts.
She let out a little giggle and licked the sperm off her lips as I collapsed next to her on the bed.
"Sorry," I said, " I usually don't lose it like that."
"No, it's okay," she said, moving closer to me, "and I know you don't. I've heard plenty of stories from Stacy."
"It's just . . . your tits are so . . ."
She smiled at me. "Yeah?" she said.
"Well yeah," I said, "but it's more than that too." I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her in close.
* * *
That night five guys showed up. As Stacy poured drinks, the guys looked Jess over. She was wearing a somewhat low-cut black tank-top, a pair of jean capris and a pair of sandals with a three-inch wicker heel. She smiled at the guys and flirted with them a bit.
Like the night before we went into the computer room and Jess took off her shirt. The first and then the second guy paid for, and then received handjobs. When Jess had finished jerking the last of the cum out of the second guy, he cleaned up and another guy took his place on the couch. He took out his wallet and forked over 80 bucks for a blowjob. The guy after him did the same, but paid an extra 20 bucks for her to swallow.
When Jess had gulped the last of it down, Stacy asked if anyone wanted her to freshen their drinks. Two of the guys said they needed to take off, but the other three accepted.
I watched a couple of them eye her as she left the room. I didn't mind, I couldn't blame them even if I did, the way she was dressed. She was wearing a short white mini-skirt that was wavy around its hem, a spaghetti-strapped tank top, and tall pair of black heels. She was a ten, as always. Her hips and her long blonde hair swung as she returned with drinks.
After she had returned the drinks to their owners, she slid open the closet door and retrieved a narrow, folding futon. She laid the futon in the center of the room, and from the waistband of her skirt, Stacy pulled out a single condom.
Holding it up between her thumb and forefinger, she announced, "Jake has paid 200 dollars for the real thing."
Jess looked at the guy and then over at me nervously. I just smiled and shrugged.
"Both of you get naked," Stacy instructed. They undressed while Stacy, me and the other two guys left looked on. Jake had a pretty big cock, probably an inch and a half longer than my six inch cock. He was a fair amount thicker too.
