Madison & Jasper

Hi everyone! Here's part 2 of 3 of the Raunchy Reunion. This is Madison and Jasper's perspective. I hope you like it! There's some straight couple sex and then a little group sex action at the end. Thanks so much for reading! Hope you enjoy!!

"Come on Jas don't be mad," Madison said as she trotted after Jasper through the small Palm Springs airport.

"I'm mortified, Madison," Jasper said, turning his blazing blue eyes behind him momentarily.

She flinched at the use of her name. He usually called her Mads, or when he was feeling especially squishy Maddycakes.

"Jassy, please. I'm sorry, I didn't..." she trailed off, sighing deeply.

Fred and Aaron exchanged a quick glance and picked up their pace, putting some space between the two couples. They hustled off to pick up the rental car and checked bags.

"Jasper, please stop," Madison said.

She reached out and grabbed his hand. He jerked to a stop and tugged his hand out of hers. His arms crossed over his chest as he turned to face her.

"What?" he said.

Madison took his face in her hands.

"I'm sorry, Jassy. I pushed it and I'm sorry," Madison said.

"I asked you to stop. More than once," Jasper said stonily, shaking his head out of her hands.

Tears balanced on the rims of his eyes. Madison felt a lump growing in her throat.

"I thought...I guess I thought I was being playful," Madison said quietly, reaching for his shoulders.

Jasper uncrossed his arms, took her wrists in his hands and lowered them to her sides.

"I asked you to stop. When you didn't, I got in trouble. Not you. And you kept giggling," Jasper said.

Madison sighed and swallowed hard at the lump in her throat. How had this gone so wrong? It started so playfully.

Jasper and Fred had gone to use the bathroom just before their flight started boarding. That was when Aaron told her about their flight back from Las Vegas after they hooked up for the first time.

It had been such a hot story. Madison thought Jasper would be excited by it, would be into it. She had been stupid though. It was totally different circumstances, a morning flight where most everyone was awake, alert, the flight attendants coming through the cabin repeatedly. Her face flushed remembering what she'd done on the flight.

"I know. I'm so, so sorry Jas. I didn't know you were so averse to exhibitionist stuff. From what you've told me, I mean it sounds like you've done it in the past. I made assumptions and misjudged the situation," Madison said.

She held his eye contact hoping he would forgive her, hoping she hadn't just ruined their whole vacation. Jasper stared down at her for a moment, his eyes shining with anger and unshed tears. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he took a deep breath.

"Fuck, Mads," he sighed out, swiping at his eyes. "I have done stuff like that in the past and that's where I want to leave it. What makes me so mad is that I asked you to stop, and you didn't."

"I know Jas, I' m sorry," Madison said, lowering her eyes, unable to hold his furiously wounded gaze.

"I need to know that you'll listen to me. There's a reason I asked you to stop, why I'm so upset right now. I just... I don't want to talk about it here. I don't do exhibitionist stuff anymore. I just can't."

Jasper scraped his hands down his face. Madison shook her head quickly.

"That's fine, that's OK. I'm sorry, Jassy. Please tell me I didn't ruin the vacation."

Madison gripped his hands in hers. He sighed again.

"You didn't ruin anything. I forgive you, alright?" Jasper said. "I just need a minute to warm up again."

Madison nodded sadly.

"OK, Jassy," she said.

He put his hands on his hips, shifting his backpack a little. Madison twisted her purse strap in her hands.

"Come on let's go see if Fred got the car yet," Jasper said.

He put his arm around her shoulders somewhat stiffly. They walked to the small baggage claim area, which shared the same space with the rental car counters.

"Why don't you go keep Fred company, I'll help Aaron with the bags," Jasper said.

He pressed a hand to the small of her back.

"OK," she said in a small voice.

Jasper turned to where Aaron stood, he didn't have the energy to reassure her quite yet. He walked over to Aaron.

"Hey, Jas," Aaron said. "Everything OK?" Jasper shook his head. Aaron winced. "I feel partially responsible. I'm the one who told her about Fred and I joining the mile high club. I put those ideas in her head," Aaron said.

"It's not even that," Jasper said. He reached quickly to grab Madison's suitcase. "It's the fact that she just kept messing with me when I told her to stop. And that flight attendant getting all pissy with

me

when it wasn't even me causing trouble. She just assumed

I

was causing problems."

Jasper's face flushed as he spoke.

"Yeah, it was just a shitty thing all around," Aaron said. "Still, I'm sorry I told her just before we got on the plane."

Jasper shrugged. Aaron grabbed Fred's bag and pulled it off the conveyor.

"Did you tell her more about...why you don't like doing stuff like anymore?" Aaron asked.

Jasper flinched a bit and grabbed his own bag off the belt.

"No," he said quietly. "I told her there was a reason, but didn't want to get into it here."

"Not the place," Aaron said nodding in agreement. "But it's probably good for her to know."

"I know Aaron," he sighed, pointing to Aaron's bag approaching on the belt. "I'll tell her, just not right now."

"That guy was a piece of shit," Aaron said.

"I know," Jasper said, closing his eyes against the sting of tears.

"Jas." Aaron put a hand on his shoulder. "You're a good person. I love you."

Jasper sniffed and shrugged quickly.

"Thanks Aaron. I know, I love you too."

He smiled as best he could before turning back to the bags.

Madison stared over at Aaron and Jasper pulling bags off the conveyor and talking quietly. Fred slung an arm over Madison's shoulders, pulling her close to him.

"It's alright Mads, he'll forgive you," Fred said.

"He says he already has; he just needs to warm up again. I can't help but feel like I ruined the vacation," she admitted, with a sigh.

"You have not," Fred said.

"I don't get why he's so mad," Madison said, only half believing it as she said it.

"Well, what happened?" Fred asked. "I had my headphones on most of the flight watching a movie."

Madison's cheeks reddened.

"I...well, so Aaron told me about how you guys joined the mile high club on the flight home from Vegas," Madison said quietly.

Fred grinned.

"Ah yes, I do remember that," Fred chuckled.

"Well, from what Jas has told me about his past exploits I thought he'd be...you know into it. But he most definitely was not," Madison said.

"Well...Mads, it's a totally different scenario. This was a morning flight, everyone was wide awake," Fred said.

"Yeah, I know, but I thought we could be discreet. We haven't ever really done any in public sort of sexy stuff," she said.

Fred stared down at her as the line moved slowly forward.

"Mads, you seriously thought that starting with fucking around on a plane was a good intro?" Fred asked.

"Whatever Fred! You did it!" she exclaimed.

"OK fair, but I knew Aaron was into it. Besides, he wouldn't do something he felt uncomfortable with," Fred said.

"How do you know that, Fred?" Madison asked.

"Well aside from the fact that he was doing stuff right back to me there's his anxiety Mads. He wouldn't have been able to move from his seat," Fred said. "Do you even know if Jasper is into public stuff?" Fred asked, scrunching his forehead.

"Well..." she paused, knowing this next part was going to sound so very bad, because it was. "He said he wasn't and I...um, I was kind of insistent. I thought if he just got turned on, he'd get into it. He asked me to stop a...a few times but I kept pushing."

"Madison," Fred growled, quiet scolding in his voice, fire flaring behind his eyes.

Jasper was dear to him, and he hated the thought of anyone, even Madison, forcing him to do anything.

"I know!" she said. "I don't know why I kept pushing him. I thought he would get into it. Anyway, I kept pestering him and the flight attendant noticed the disagreement, but she assumed Jasper was the one harassing me and so he got a talking to. He was mortified."

Fred continued to stare at Madison, his eyes simmering with anger.

"Did you tell her he wasn't harassing you?" he asked.

Madison flushed again.

"I mean, no, I didn't really get the chance. She talked to Jasper and then was gone so fast," Madison said.

Fred shook his head.

"So, you not only disregarded his boundaries, but you got him in trouble and didn't correct the flight attendant when she yelled at him," Fred said.

Madison twisted her long hair in her fingers.

"Uhm, yeah," Madison said.

"Do you still 'not get' why he's so mad?" Fred asked darkly.

"No, I do. I get it," Madison said with a sigh, her cheeks blazing.

She didn't understand how she could have been such a piece of trash to Jasper. She felt so strongly about him, she thought it was bordering on love, which admittedly freaked her out, so she couldn't comprehend how she had let this happen.

Fred sighed trying to let go of his anger. Madison clearly felt terrible about what had happened and would do what she could to repair things. Fred slung his arm over her shoulders again.

"OK, as long as you get it. We all do shitty things, even to the people we love. Just own up to it and don't do it again," Fred said.

Madison laughed nervously as he mentioned love.

"Thanks Fred," she said.

He ruffled her hair.

"Just give him time. He's allowed to be mad," he said.

Madison nodded.

~~

The ride to their rental house was a little tense at first, but eventually Jasper stretched his hand across the backseat and pulled Madison's hand from her lap, lacing their fingers together. He gave her a little smile that she returned. By the time they pulled up to the grand house and parked in the driveway the small group was laughing and joking together.

Aaron led the way into the house, since he had booked the whole thing. The group wandered the house choosing bedrooms and dropping off bags. A prepared charcuterie board was spread on the large kitchen island accompanied by a bottle of chilled sparkling wine. Aaron and Madison sat at the kitchen island nibbling on the snacks and sipping some wine. Fred had his arms wound around Aaron's middle holding him close sipping off his glass of wine occasionally, stealthily planting little kisses on his neck and behind his ear.

After a little while, they excused themselves claiming they needed to unpack and grab a nap. Jasper and Madison rolled their eyes with a laugh and told them they would see them later.

"Do you want to unpack?" Madison asked as Jasper drained his wineglass.

"Sure, I guess we should," he said with a shrug.

Madison put the charcuterie board in the fridge then followed Jasper up the stairs to their bedroom. They unpacked slowly, talking a little here and there, but not really doing more than scratching the surface. Finally, after Madison had emptied her suitcase and rolled it to the corner of the closet she went up behind Jasper.

Her arms wrapped around his torso, and she rested her head on his back. He tensed at first, but then relaxed, swaying slowly back and forth. She planted a little kiss on his back. Her hands began to rub gently up his abs, to his pecs and back down again. He sighed out a long breath, closing his eyes, he leaned back against her.

"I'm sorry Jas. I was a piece of shit," she said quietly.

He turned in her arms and cradled her face in his hands.

"I forgive you Mads. We can move on now," he smiled a little at her.

She kissed his lips softly. His fingers tangled into her hair as he returned the kiss. Her body pressed against his, hands traveling down to his ass. His tongue danced along the seam of her lips. She dropped her mouth open allowing his tongue to slide forward, the flavor of sparkling wine, cheese and grapes lingered as they kissed. He slowly lowered himself to their bed, pulling her to his lap.

She straddled him on the bed, her hips rolling slowly over the growing bulge in his pants. He heaved out a long sigh, fingers sifting through her silky strawberry blonde tresses. His hands moved over her breasts, thumbs rubbing over nipples as they peaked in her bra. She hummed out a low tone as his hands slid under her shirt, feeling her warm soft skin. He gripped the hem of her shirt, tugging it over her head and pinched the clasp of her bra open.

The undergarment slid off her shoulders and fell to the floor. Her own fingers brushed down his shirt and tugged it off as well. His T-shirt was tossed to the side as their kissing became more urgent. Madison's tongue plunged into Jasper's mouth, exploring all the familiar areas. His teeth grazed her upper lip slightly and he nipped at her playfully. He rolled his hips up, pressing his hardening bulge to her moist crotch of her shorts.

"Hhhahh, Jas," she moaned.

He unbuttoned her shorts and slid the zipper down. She popped up quickly and tugged off her shorts and underwear. Jasper followed suit, tossing his clothes to the side, his cock hard as Madison settled herself on his lap once again.

She ground her moist pussy over his firm length. Jasper grunted as his cock dribbled with the sensations of her grinding. He lifted her off his lap and put her on her back his fingers trailing over her breasts, just barely touching her skin, he caressed her, bringing goosebumps in their wake. She groaned, her hips bucking as his fingers danced along her inner thighs. He ran one finger through her soaking labia, bringing another moaning groan up her throat. His fingers circled her clit momentarily.

"Ughn yeah," she moaned.

His fingers plunged back down the slit, toward her warm dripping opening. His hips rocked back and forth, rubbing his stiff cock against her leg. Sticky threads of precum dribbled from his slit as he thrust against her leg.

"Hhooh, fuck Maddy," Jasper groaned.

He slid a finger deep into her pussy, pulling it back gradually, then pressing it inside again slowly. She dripped constantly as he did this, the wetness making an audible noise as his pace increased. He slid a second finger in, pressing his thumb to her clit.

"Oh, yeah, Jassy, yea," she groaned.

Her hips bucked with his rhythm and her breathing was quickening. He slowed his pace then, pulling his fingers from her. She opened her eyes and looked at him as he sucked his fingers clean. She moaned watching him and bit her lip.

He positioned himself between her legs and pressed his swollen dripping head to her opening. He slid in easily and Madison moaned with the deep penetration.

"Ah, Jas! Ugh, yeah, fuck me!" she groaned.

She gripped his arms hard as he began to roll his hips smoothly.

"Ughn, fuck," he moaned. "Yeah, Mads you feel so fucking good."

His pace began to increase as she gripped his ass urging him on. The soaking warmth enveloped his cock, and he began to moan almost constantly as he felt a steady tingle begin to grow.

"Oh, yeah," Jasper groaned. "Oh fuck, Mads!"

She brought her middle finger to his mouth and pushed it inside. He sucked for a moment, then let his saliva pool in his mouth as she slowly pumped her finger in and out. He whimpered and his cock throbbed at the thought of what was to come.

Once her finger was thoroughly soaked, she pressed it to his asshole, massaging around the rim of it. He let out a little stuttering groan as she carefully worked her finger into his ass.

"Oh, oh, fuuuck," he whined. "Yeah, Maddy, oh god!"

He began to thrust into her hard.

"Ahahhh! Yeah, don'stop. Fuck Jas, I'm gonna cum, keep going," Madison groaned, her hips grinding hard against him, finger pumping in and out rapidly.

"Fuck Maddy! Ah, please! Cum on my cock, YEAH!" Jasper shouted as he exploded inside of her, spurting with each hard thrust of his hips.

He felt her silken walls grip him as she cried out his name, clutching his ass hard, finger plunging deeper. Warmth and wetness enveloped his cock as she came. He groaned as his cock spurt once more.

"Oh god," Jasper groaned as his hips slowed to a stop.

They panted together for a second, him hovering over her, lips just brushing over her ear. She slowly pulled her finger from his ass, causing one more moan to escape him. Finally, with a small grunt he pulled himself from her and lay on his back. She curled next to him, draping one arm over his chest as they caught their breath.

"Maddycakes, you remembered to bring the strap on, right?" he asked after a little bit.

Her fingertips traced the lines of his tattoo on his shoulder and bicep.

"I did Jassy," she said with a smile.

"Maybe we should utilize that tonight," he said kissing her head.

"Anything you want," she smiled at him as he nuzzled into her neck.

"Good," he said.

She paused, content for a moment. Her mind wandered back to their fight at the airport. She was glad they had seemed to move past it, but something bugged her. He had said there was a reason why he didn't do stuff in public anymore, that they would talk about it just not there. He hadn't mentioned anything since they'd been here though, and her curiosity was starting to get the better of her.

"Jassy," she said quietly.

"Yeah, Maddycakes?" he asked.

He sounded so content, so happy, she could hear the smile in his voice. She frowned, not wanting to break this spell of happiness but also needing to know.

"Uhm, at the airport today," she began and felt him tense just slightly. "You said there was a reason you don't do exhibitionist stuff anymore."

He paused.

"Yeah," he said.

"Well, do you...is now OK to talk about it?" she asked.

He sighed and was quiet for a long time. Madison continued to trace his tattoo with one finger, watching the skin bubble up into goosebumps.

"Can I give you the abridged version?" Jasper asked quietly.

Madison looked up at him. His eyes were squeezed closed, tears had left streaks down the sides of his head landing behind his ears. He wouldn't open his eyes even when Madison touched his face where the tears had tracked down his temples.

"Yes," she said softly.

He took another moment, pulling in a long harsh breath. He cleared his throat roughly.

"At one point in college I started dating this man. He was older, and really into how submissive I can be. Long story short, after we'd been together for a while, the stuff he wanted to do started to push my boundaries too much. I told him and he said it didn't matter. He knew I wasn't playing. I used our safe word, said I felt really uncomfortable, I didn't like it, but that just seemed to encourage him," he paused and sucked in a shuddering breath.

"He got abusive, both physically and verbally but I didn't know how to leave him. I ended up in the hospital because of him. Sasha and Aaron wouldn't let him in the room. They told the doctors and nurses everything. They refused to leave even when visiting hours were over so they could essentially guard me from him. They managed to keep him away long enough that he lost interest in me and found someone new to torture."

Jasper stopped and opened his eyes. He stared at the ceiling.

"He never stopped when I said stop. He loved to humiliate me in public spaces. I used to enjoy a little exhibitionist adventure, but he ruined all of that," Jasper said his voice getting quieter the more he talked.

"Jasper," Madison whispered. He shifted his eyes to her. "I'm...I'm so sorry Jas."

He shook his head.

"It's in the past. I've talked about it endlessly in therapy. It's not OK, I'm not alright all the time, but..." He shrugged again.

"Can I?" Madison's hand hovered over Jasper's chest.