Jacks Adventures 11 Lily 2

"I wanna know where you'd fuck the nanny."

Lily walked across the living room, looking back at me, showing off her body. I stared at it, looking down the plane of her back to her thick ass and her meaty thighs. I started playing with my dick, trying to get it hard again.

She reached the couch, trailed her hand across the back.

"Over the couch?"

She bent forward over it, keeping her feet on the ground, and spread her legs, baring her pussy to me. She looked back at me down the straight horizontal line from her head to her ass, then pushed a hand down between the top of the couch and her stomach. It emerged between her legs, and a single finger started to draw itself around her clit. I worked my cock faster, wanting it to be erect right now so I could walk over to her and plunge it into her pussy and start fucking her.

She smiled back at me, and then pushed herself back to standing.

"Maybe not," she said.

She looked around, saw something and smiled. She walked over to a coffee table, low and sturdy, in front of a different couch. She sat down on it.

"How 'bout on the coffee table?"

She cocked her head, eye-fucking me. She spread her legs, her knees bent, and started playing with her pussy again. Her toes were on the ground, her heels in the air. Then she casually leaned back, laid down, and stretched out her torso, keeping her back arched off the table. She brought her feet up onto the edges, her knees still bent, her finger still playing with her clit, and she turned her head to look at me. She looked so gorgeous, her body so inviting, wanting me. I kept working my dick, getting harder, almost ready for her.

Her eyes fixed on my growing cock, watched me stroke it. As if drawn by a magnet she sat up, stood up, and walked toward me. She placed a knee on the seat of the chair next to me, then swung her other knee over me. She was now straddling me, still playing with herself, her pussy hanging in the air above my almost-hard dick.

"Or," she said, "after swallowing his cum, would she get up and ride him in the same chair?"

I was ready. I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her down. My erect cock disappeared fully up her pussy, she gasped, and her eyes and mouth opened wide with shock.

"How bout all three?" I said.

I started pumping my hips up rapidly. Her expression melted and I grabbed her head and pulled her face to mine and we started kissing while I started fucking her. As to be expected of a mom her pussy wasn't the tightest but it still felt incredible, like there were new muscles down there for me to explore. Her hands held the sides of my face as she kissed me, and my hands moved down to her ass, grabbing big handfuls, spreading her cheeks and holding her firm as I drove my cock into her.

Then I stopped kissing her and bent my face toward her chest and picked up one of her breasts in my mouth. I ran my teeth over it, feeling it roll in my mouth. Then I let it fall again and started kissing it, kissing all around her dark brown areola, then kissing her nipple. She moaned sharply, clearly sensitive here. I started flicking the nipple with my tongue and she clutched my head to her breast, not letting me do anything except play with it. The mutual lust was intense, and I pushed my cock into her harder and deeper.

She moved her head down and put her lips next to my ear.

"I've never had a cock this big."

I took my mouth off her breast and grabbed her head and turned her ear toward my mouth.

"It's never been this big before. You're so sexy, you got me so hard."

She inhaled and moaned, and she started playing with my ear, biting the lobe, running her tongue into it.

I moaned. "You sexy fucking bitch."

She started working her hips, grinding them, pushing forward and back, and then starting to bounce in a controlled motion. I put my hands back on her ass and helped her move up and down, and we stared into each other's eyes, our faces close.

After a few minutes of this I pushed forward off the chair and stood up, lifting her in my arms, keeping my cock inside her. She put her chin over my shoulder and started playing with my ear again, whispering into it, as I carried her across the room:

"My young stud, so strong."

I reached the coffee table, squatted down, and gently laid her out across it. I climbed over her, her legs wrapped lightly around my lower back, and I started fucking her in this position, my arms straight, my hands gripping the edge of the table, my knees on the tabletop. Her body shifted back and forth with me as I thrusted into her, driving my cock up against the upper ridges of her pussy, her eyes full of wonder.

"Did your husband ever fuck you like this?" I said.

She shook her head, speechless.

"I'm gonna fuck you like this," thrust, "until you come," thrust, "understand?"

She nodded.

I started driving my cock into her faster and she started fingering her clit. I kept my rhythm steady and unceasing, and we stared at each other, our bodies growing sweaty, our breath getting heavy, for who knows how long. I wanted her to sense that I would never stop, that in that moment I was a machine with only one purpose, to make her come.

Then something finally triggered in her, she said, "yes, yes, yes," over and over again, she gritted her teeth, and then her mouth opened wide and her eyebrows pushed up her head and she closed her eyes and she came. She yelled, "ohhhh fuck, Jack!" and her head pushed back on the coffee table and her hands gripped the sides and she started to shake and I didn't stop fucking her. I kept giving her my cock, hard, through her entire orgasm, and eventually her eyes opened and she looked straight at me, her expression wild.

I then pulled out of her and stood up, my knees and limbs aching. She lay there for a second then pushed herself off the side of the coffee table, hitting the carpet on her knees. I grabbed her by the arms and lifted her to her feet, she wobbled, and I gave her ass a good lusty slap before leading her across the living room, her stumbling behind me.

I pushed her forward and up against the back of the couch, pushed her torso flat down over the top, and pulled her hips out away from the back and spread her legs. I gave her ass another slap and then lined up my cock with her pussy, juices piled up everywhere, and slid it into her. She gasped, her arms going straight, her hands flat against a seat cushion, and she looked back at me.

"But I don't think the nanny got fucked in any of these places," I said, grabbing Lily by the waist, pumping my cock into her soaking wet pussy, starting up a new rhythm.

"No?" she said.

"No. I think they had boring sex, in boring places, and she hated every minute of it."

"Really?"

"Really. You're the only one getting fucked properly."

She grinned, and started bouncing her ass back against me. I reached forward and grabbed her hair and pulled it back roughly. Her neck arched back.

"Fuck, yes," she said, her jaw and throat tight.

Her big ass slapped against my thighs as we kept fucking. I watched my cock push into her, let my eyes travel up her back to her shoulders, to my hand wrapped in her hair. I couldn't believe I was getting to fuck her from behind, over the back of a couch, in the living room of her mansion. After a couple minutes, I felt my orgasm coming.

"If your husband was gonna come," I said, "where do you think the nanny would want it?"

"All over her face," she said. "She'd wanna feel its warmth, dripping over her eyes and cheeks."

"Get on your knees then."

I pulled out of her, and she collapsed to the floor, turned to me, and leaned against the back of the couch. She looked up at me, breathing heavily, as I started jacking off, working myself to completion. I looked at her breasts, then at her face, her freckles, her stunning eyes.

And I came.

I didn't have much cum in me, but what I did splattered in ropes up her face. Up her cheeks, onto her forehead, down over her lips. She maintained eye contact with me the whole time, and when I was empty, her tongue poked out through her lips and licked around them, getting all the cum it could reach.

Then she leaned forward toward my dick and took it in her mouth and gave it a nice long suck, really vacuuming it when she got to the tip, getting the last bit of cum out of me.

"Jesus Christ," I said.

My cock fell from her mouth and she looked up at me and smiled.

"How do I look?" she said, bringing the tops of her hands flat under her chin and batting her eyelids.

"Like a work of art."

"Let me go clean up."

She stood and hobbled away into the kitchen. I turned and sat on the back of the couch and looked out the window toward the ocean, breathing heavily. She came back, sidled up next to me, and kissed me. I held her naked body to me and kissed back.

"I'm meeting some girlfriends for drinks in a couple hours," she said, "so I'm gonna have to call it."

"Understood," I said.

"But if I ever have the house to myself again, I'd love to have you back."

"Me too."

Her hand gave my dick one last tug.

"Thank you," she said.

"My pleasure."

I dressed and she walked me to the door, still naked. We shared one last kiss and I walked out to my car. I started it up, looked back at the entrance, saw her head still peeking out around the door, watching me. I waved, she waved back, and the door closed.

I began the long drive back to my small apartment, and the long wait until I could see Lily again.