Dirty Little Secret Pt 06

Nicole was snuggled into Jack's side, her head in the crook of his shoulder, his arm draped around her when she felt him playing with her breast, rubbing his palm over her nipple. It felt pleasant and she kept her eyes closed as he worked her nipple to a hard point. Her head seemed to fit perfectly, as if that place where his arm and chest met was specially designed for it. She loved falling asleep this way, her arm across his waist, holding onto him. Jack rolled her over onto her back, change the angle between them, and his hand now traveled down her body, wedging between her legs, fingers running through her slit. She felt herself growing wetter with each pass, the feeling of his touch radiating through her body in the most amazing way. She couldn't help but moan.

"Ah, do you like waking up this way?" His voice sounded like he was smiling. She wanted to say that it definitely beats waking up to his cock smacking her face, but held her tongue. Instead, her confirmation was only slightly more than a moan.

"Mhmm," she rubbed her hand over his chest.

"Of course you do, horny little girl. You probably enjoy all of this just as much as I do." She opened her eyes to look up at him, he had a smug grin on his face and she considered what he had said. She enjoyed most of it. The way he touched her almost always felt good and sex, even when he pounded her hard and fast, was rather pleasurable as well. She felt a certain pride in the way she was able to please him with blow jobs now, where she could almost always take him in all the way without gagging and when she was able to make him come without him even intervening. She tilted her eyes up at him as he shot straight down her throat and she swallowed around his cock, not missing a drop. Nicole felt satisfaction at being able to do that. There have even been moments when she'd see his basketball shorts straining with an erection and she'd suddenly feel her own thighs clench and her pussy tingle at the thought of having him inside her. He flung the comforter open and shifted her on top of himself. "I want you to go for a ride on my cock," his hands spread her open to him and he slid his cock inside.

Yeah, this felt really good, she liked this. Her hips ground into him and she lifted herself up, pressing her hands into his chest. His cock filled her so perfectly, stimulating the sensitive parts inside her in this position. She closed her eyes momentarily, feeling fantastic. Jack pumped into her slowly from below, holding onto her hips.

"I have an idea," he told her and her eyes opened to look at him. "We're gonna make a little game out of this. Your goal is to make me come and mine is to get you to come. If you succeed first, you win and we are done, for this morning. If I get you to come first, I get to pick another hole and we go again. Same rules. If I come in the second hole first, you win, we're done. If you come first, I get to pick another hole." He was grinning big. She wasn't sure about this. She hesitated, looking at him. "This isn't really a question, I'm just letting you know what we're doing," he clarified.

She drew in a breath as she felt Jack thrust up sharply from below. She ground down to meet his thrusts while his hands shifted up to her breasts grasping them firmly and twisting her nipples between his fingers. She whimpered at the feeling. He was bringing her closer to an orgasm and she was bound to lose at this game. She reached behind herself to grasp Jack's balls and massage them in her hand. He grabbed her wrist and pulled it away, bending her arm behind her back. She squirmed, trying to get free while he landed a slap on her ass with his other hand. Unfortunately for her, she found a certain amount of arousal in being spanked, the sting of it sending tingles down to her pussy. She was so close, she could barely concentrate on keeping her composure. She tried to pull away, delay her own orgasm at least, if not actually make Jack come. He slammed her back down onto his cock, his hands firm on her hips, and she couldn't hold it back anymore. Her body shuddered around his cock, her pussy squeezing tightly around his thick shaft, and her only hope now was to have him come with her. She ground her hips into him, reaching for his balls again. He caught her hand as soon as she touched his sack, laughing.

"Oh man, you're really into this, huh?" He held her hands behind her back while she sat straddling him, his stiff erection still inside her. "Is it just that you don't want me taking you in another hole? Or that there's a little competitive edge in there, that you just have to win, even if it costs you an orgasm?" His eyes shone as he looked into hers. She wasn't sure which it was. Maybe a little bit of both. She shrugged. "Alright, well, you lost round one, I get to choose another hole," he continued grinning. "Which should I choose, your ass or your mouth next?" She didn't reply, avoiding looking him in the eye. He rarely wanted her to actually respond to these questions and if he did, he specifically prompted her to answer. "Well come on, I'm waiting. Which would YOU rather?"

"My mouth," she answered quietly. They've had anal sex again since that night that he was angry with her and it wasn't as painful other times, but she honestly thought she had a better chance at winning if she had him in her mouth!

"Alright, mouth it is! Good choice," Jack lifted her up off his cock by pulling up on her hips. "Because then when you lose, again, I'll take you in the ass last and you won't have to go from ass to mouth." He chuckled. "Let's do this..." he considered the position he wanted for a moment, "on your back."

This was the way he frequently woke her up in the morning, she'd be laying on her back and he'd kneel next to her and drag the tip of his cock over her lips. She had some control in this situation, some room to maneuver, but it was limited. He'd usually place a hand behind her head part of the way through, pulling her onto his cock or keeping her from moving away while he thrust into her mouth. She assumed he wouldn't be doing that now if he intended to make her come before he did.

He kneeled next to her, his cock jutting out towards her face and Nicole didn't hesitate to put her mouth over it. It smelled and tasted of her pussy, but she had gotten used to this by now. Recently, Jack had gotten into the habit of having her lick his cock clean every time he came inside her, whether it was in her mouth or in her pussy. She went to work immediately, sucking and licking, moving her head up and down his shaft. For a moment, it seemed like Jack wasn't going to do anything, like he was just going to let her suck him off. His hands remained hanging at his sides. She redoubled her efforts, reaching a hand for his balls once more, with the goal of getting him to come. He smirked, taking her hand away from himself. He grasped both of her wrists and arranged them into one of his hands, pinning them above her head. His other hand reached down to her pussy, fingers gliding between her folds and his thumb coming to rest on her clit.

It was much harder to move with her hands restrained. The way her arms were angled above her head made lifting her head to slide her mouth up Jack's cock more difficult. She found herself essentially stuck with her mouth part of the way up his shaft and his hand mercilessly fucking her pussy. She tried her best to lick and suck the part of his cock that she could get to, but he was in a much better position to succeed in this round. He had two fingers vigorously fucking her pussy why his thumb rolled over her already tender clit, flicking it and pressing into it. She whimpered, feeling helpless and so close to coming. She tried to shift her hips away from him, to somehow pivot her body, but his hold on her was firm and nothing came of her efforts.

"Are you getting nervous that I'm gonna fuck your ass?" Jack was looking down at her, his hand not slowing down one bit. She didn't respond to him. Her tongue was getting cramped from all the swirling around Jack's cock and she was still no closer to getting him off than when she started. "Cause I'm gonna make you come right now and then I'm gonna fuck your ass," he was grinning. "Your super tight, little asshole. Fuck, I should have started stretching it ahead of time," his fingers slipped out of her pussy and moved lower, circling her rear hole. His fingertips pressed firmly against it while his thumb remained unrelenting on her clit and the combination pushed her over the age. She moaned around his cock while her body spasmed and shuddered and Jack simultaneously pushed a finger past the tight rim into her ass.

"Oh, God!" Nicole couldn't help crying out, pulling her mouth off his cock.

Jack let go of her wrists, refocusing his attention lower. Nicole breathed heavily, exhausted from all of her efforts. The muscles in her jaw and tongue ached. He lifted her legs, pushing them up to her chest.

"Hold them there," he instructed her, moving away towards his nightstand. She hooked her arms under her knees, sighing, her eyes falling closed. This was probably her least favorite part. It always reminded her of that first time, when Jack was so angry with her.

He came back towards her with the lube, squirting out on her and on his fingers. She felt his fingers massaging her hole and the distinct pressure of them pushing inside. She tried her hardest not to flinch and tighten, reminding herself to breath through Jack's slow, even strokes. He seemed to go on with this part for a lengthy period of time, his thumb reaching towards her pussy and slipping inside her already slick tunnel. That part felt great and served as a great distraction. When Jack finally positioned himself at her opening and switched his fingers for his cock, it didn't feel so bad. She felt the definitive stretch to accommodate the girth of his large cock and she could feel the discomfort of him plunging so deep inside her, but there wasn't the same sort of pain that she remembered from previous times. She breathed out, relaxing, and Jack's fingers returned to playing with her pussy while he thrust into her ass. She opened her eyes to look at him and he was smiling down at her while filling both of her holes, one with his cock and the other with his fingers.

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He used numbing lube this time. He didn't want to hurt her. Ok, maybe he was less concerned with that the first time, when he was pissed off, but even then he used a ton of lube and worked her up to it. But he enjoyed how incredibly tight her asshole was and he intended to do it again. This seemed like something to try, even though it carried the risk of desensitizing him too. He figured she was tight enough and he'd be fast enough that it might be fine. So far so good.

Nicole was definitely a lot more relaxed and he increased his speed, driving into her harder and faster while working her pussy to a third orgasm. She came just behind him. Just as his cock pulsed, emptying into her, she let out a loud moan and came around his fingers. He still had plenty of sensation to feel her spasms before he pulled out. He had her lick his fingers clean, but didn't offer up his cock this time, wiping it off with a tissue.

She seemed to need a bit of recovery time afterward, lowering her legs, turning on her side, and scrunching herself into a near fetal position. She was quite a trooper that morning, putting up a good fight there for a while. Jack liked this game and fully intended to repeat it in the future. It was basically a win-win as he saw it.

He was already sitting at the kitchen island with a half-finished plate of eggs over easy and toast in front of him when Nicole finally came downstairs. It looked like she had taken a quick shower, her hair piled high on her head as to not get it wet. She wore a pair of shorts and a t-shirt as well as her new glasses and Jack couldn't help but think how cute she looked this way. She sat down carefully on the stool looking over the breakfast he had set out for him and deciding to go with a sip of coffee first. He watched her as she brought the cup to her mouth, holding it in both hands and the steam immediately fogged up her glasses. The first time that happened it seemed to freak her out, but now she had apparently gotten used to it and didn't flinch. He was smiling at her as the condensation cleared from her lenses and she looked at him, cocking her head.

"You're in a good mood right now right?" She said to him and he had to laugh at her assessment.

"Yeah, I suppose so," he bit off a piece of his toast. "Are you going to ask me something to ruin it?" She bit her lip, blushing.

"I... umm... I don't know," she looked down at her plate. "I wanted to ask you something, but... I really don't want you to get mad. And it's not anything personal, it's not like that. And you can just say no and it's fine and I won't ask again, just tell me and I won't..." she rambled.

"What is it, Nicole?" This was probably as good a time as any. He was in fact in a good mood after that morning's game and she did look particularly adorable at the moment.

"Umm... well... I've been seeing these commercials on TV for these..." she sighed before continuing, "Ummm... colleges that you can attend completely online, you never have to actually go there in person, and I've got nothing productive to do while you are working all day and I was wondering if maybe I could do something like that." This time, Jack sighed, running his hand through his messy hair, thinking about how to explain it to her.

"Nicole, you realize that in order to go to college you have to have finished high school, right?" He looked at her face, assessing her understanding. She met his gaze, thinking it over.

"I didn't finish high school?" It was barely a question, more a realization that she was arriving at.

"Honestly, I don't even know how much of it you've ever attended," it was the honest truth. He knew that she ran away from the foster home at sixteen, so possibly two years of high school? Maybe part of her junior year too? And it was questionable how much she actually got out of the time she attended it, with what was going on at home. "I think maybe, if you are serious about this, I can look into what it would take for you to get a high school equivalency diploma and whether that's something that you can do online."

"Yeah," she was nodding. "I'm serious. Please look into it for me. I really want to do something that feels productive, you know, that is more than just sitting around and watching movies and reading books."

"I will check it out," he promised. "Eat your food, it's probably cold already."

"Thank you," she gave him a small but incredibly earnest smile, as if he had made her day.

He wasn't mad about this, he totally understood her desire to do something productive. He worked a lot and liked to stay busy and he would get bored out of his skull to have as much time on his hands as Nicole did. He didn't really see any problems with her taking some online classes. Nicole showed no interest in being anywhere other than with him and it seemed completely unlikely that she'd use it as a means to get help or to have him arrested. Jack's concerns were more logistical. How would he go about enrolling her in things that required a social security number and information about her past?

When he took her to the optometrist, the form didn't require a social security number. He put down his own last name, Elker, as hers, in case he was asked for an ID. He'd explain that she hadn't taken a driver's permit test yet, if he was asked for her ID, but they didn't ask. He used his own address and phone number and paid for everything in cash. Obviously, he guessed at whether she had a family history of any medical conditions. She wouldn't know, even if she remembered. Her mom died of an overdose when Nicole was thirteen and she'd never known her dad. There was no other family, as far as she knew, no one who stepped up to take her in when her mom died, no one that she remembered visiting as a kid. He talked to her about all of these things before he injected her with the serum that would wipe all of those memories out. He wanted to have a record of what she knew to start with, to hopefully be able to tell if any of those memories came back to her somewhere down the line.

But with a GED and with college classes it would be a bit more complicated than just taking her to an eye exam at a chain establishment at the mall. He was sure that there would be a need for an ID and a social security number and possibly even a birth certificate. The birthdate he had her memorize when they went to the eye doctor was the one she told him before the injection. In less than two months she was going to be nineteen. He hasn't decided yet whether he should acknowledge it or not. It obviously didn't trigger any memories for her when he told her that day so what harm would it do to eat some cake and get her a gift? He bought her things all the time anyway.

He would have to do some research on whether he could make any kind of classes work for her. He kinda loved the idea that she wanted to take classes. He had enjoyed college. He spent a better part of a decade working up to his Ph.D. in chemical engineering. The more he thought about it, the more he wished there was a way to make it happen for Nicole, to get her into college. That would be the ultimate altruistic thing, right? The thing that she wouldn't have had the opportunity to do without him.

He suddenly realized that he was just staring at her the entire time while she ate eggs and toast. The remainders of his food have definitely turned stone cold by now and his coffee needed a refresh. He got up from his stool and went to the coffee maker.

"If you COULD actually go to college, what would you be interested in studying?" He asked her after setting his mug down in the coffee maker and pressing the button to brew. She lifted her head up to look at him.

"Umm... psychology, I think," her expression looked nervous, her eyes flitting around over his face. "I guess I'm kinda interested in how the brain works and why people do the things they do." Jack nodded.

"Yeah, that's some interesting stuff," he agreed.