September 1989 (Jackie) part 1.
I had read her correctly. The day after our first encounter she was back and when she saw me standing there smoking, casually as if I didn't care if she showed up or not, she just lit a cigarette and walked over to me, got down on her knees, took out my cock -- as if it was the most natural thing in the world to her -- and started sucking it between drags. She looked so incredibly sexy smoking as she sucked my cock, enveloping it with thick clouds of smoke before engulfing it all the way down to the root. The only time I had felt anything like that was when I had forced my cock down Miranda's throat. Needless to say I came hard down her throat after about five minutes and just like I had told her to the day before she swallowed every last drop. I smiled at her as she slurped up the drops that had leaked out between her lips, dribbled some spit on her face and told her what a good little whore she was.
And so it began my first so-called relationship. And it would turn out to be a very interesting one for sure. There was a lot more to Jackie than I had first anticipated but let's not get ahead of ourselves.
Over the next few weeks we repeated our smoking ritual without much change. I was truly mesmerized by her blow job skills. She must've had a lot of practise before she met me. Maybe that's why she had to change schools? She'd run out of boys to blow? Nah. That didn't seem to make sense since she hadn't shown any interest in any of the other guys at our school. To be honest I didn't really care why she had had to change schools or where she had learned to suck cock like a professional or how for that matter. She was here, on her knees, sucking my cock and that was all I cared about, for the time being.
September was just a few days old when she, after having blown me a second time in the designated smoking area, looked at me and with a slightly hesitant tremble in her voice asked me if I didn't want to fuck her properly. Of course I did I had just been waiting and biding my time until she was ready to let me do whatever I wanted to her. I told her exactly that. She lowered her eyes, nodded and told me that her aunt had to go away on business and she would have the house all to herself for the next two days. We could skip school and spend them fucking, she suggested. I smiled and nodded. Indeed we could. And we would.
I told her I'd be there early next morning and what I expected from her when I arrived. I expected her to be freshly showered and naked. I expected her to have breakfast ready, even though I've never been big on breakfast. It was mostly a matter of principle. There was to be beer in the fridge. I also told her I expected her to have changed the sheets in her aunt's bed. It wasn't all that much to ask for I think. She nodded and walked off just as the bell rang for class. As for myself, I walked off to start preparations for the next two days. I already had a pretty good idea of what I wanted to do to her and what I might need to do so.
My first stop was the pet store where I purchased a leash and a spiked leather collar large enough to fit around Jackie's neck. I also bought a can of dog food and a bag of their homemade doggy treats. After that I went by the hardware store and bought some cable ties, some rope and a pair of pliers. My next stop was the supermarket where I bought a couple of large scented candles and some appropriately shaped vegetables like carrots, leeks, cucumbers, zucchinis. You get the idea.
When I got home mom wasn't there so I jerked myself off into her underwear drawer not giving a rats ass where I spewed my cum, showered and made myself a sandwich before heading down to my rooms in the basement. I ate my sandwich and watched some tv to pass the afternoon.
As usual when mom got home she stuck her head down the stairs to inform me that she was home and asked if I'd eaten anything. I replied pretty much the same way every time, with an annoyed "Yes Mom". This time however I yelled back up the stairs that I was going to stay over at a friend's house the next two days. Next thing I heard mom coming down the stairs. She rarely came down to my rooms other than to clean and change the sheets.
"You've made a friend honey, can I meet him?"
"No, you can't!"
"Is it a girl?"
I just shrugged and told her I was going to take a nap before dinner. She sighed and headed back upstairs.
A few hours later when mom called me up for dinner there was a worried look on her face and I assumed that she had found the present I had left in her underwear drawer. She didn't say anything about it though so I didn't ask about what was worrying her. Maybe it was time to actually fuck her soon. I smiled and looked at her. She wasn't really all that much to look at to be honest, a bit plump, big tits but kind of saggy without a bra to hold them up, her ass was saggy too and her body in general was leaning towards pear shaped rather than hourglass, but in the context none of that mattered one bit.
As I looked at her across the dinner-table I started to wonder how long it had been since she last had a cock inside her. I couldn't remember the last time she had even gone on a date much less had a man spend the night. I scoffed and pushed my plate aside, lit a cigarette right in front of her and headed back down to my rooms. Yea mom was going to get fucked tonight after she'd taken her pills and fallen asleep.
I carefully selected my clothes for the next day and laid down on my bed with the headphones on. I spent the rest of the night listening to music until I fell asleep with my clothes on.
I woke up at around two am with a rock hard erection. I had probably dreamt about my plans for the night and the next two days. I got up, undressed and headed upstairs to take a shower before paying mom a visit. It felt really good to walk up the stairs naked, passing the door to mom's bedroom, hearing her snore and peek inside to catch a glimpse of her plump body. She was lying on her stomach with the nightie around her waist.
