by J.J. ©
FINALLY - - - - by BLS
I was devastated by Jakes plan to separate. Our life had been good
together and we were best friends! For me there was much more. Nine
months ago he had brought me into the apartment, a fraternity
'Gang-Bang', social outcast and an emotionally disturbed girl. He had
offered his friendship and advice. He listened. He helped me grow as a
person and to develop confidence in myself. Even I could feel the
growing power that my personality had developed. I was in command of my
life. From a poem I recall, "It matters not how strait the gait, how
charged with punishments the scroll; for I am the master of my fate. I
am the Captain of my soul." I was indeed in charge of my life.
"So, if I'm so "in charge" why am I so miserable?" I pondered. I wanted
Jake more than anything else in the world and he was about to walk out
of my life. I wanted to keep the best friend I'd ever had and he too,
was leaving. Oh! I'd survive! Jake had helped me to develop those
traits that I needed to survive - I might even be able to develop
another relationship, albeit, I doubted it could ever be as intense as
what I now faced. After much consideration I saw one desperate chance
and began to develop a plan.
With the decision to proceed with my plan came a comfortable relaxation
of the tensions that I had been experiencing and a sort of mild euphoria
set in and soon a feeling of exhilaration! Shopping was a pleasure and
I revelled in the feelings I was experiencing. That night I gave our
evening meeting my whole body action and it was gratifying to feel his
penis grow as my thigh pressed against it. . .but only momentarily! . .
.the pact between us you know. Well, ". . to hell with the pact," I
thought.
If all we had was to be lost in less than a week, the pact was no longer
of any value anyway. I knew that I wanted Jake. He was the only real
man I had ever known and I wanted to possess him body, mind and soul. I
wanted to be possessed the same way. I might never meet another man
who could measure up. . . .I would not pass up this opportunity!
With the plan under way I slept soundly that night after giving "my Man"
a good view of my most erotic pose. I knew immediately when he saw it..
. .pure lust! Next day, Friday, was the day set for action. I was
ready.
Friday dawned bright and clear as we prepared for the day. I went into
the bathroom to brush my teeth while he was shaving. The closeness of
our bodies in the small bathroom resulted in a bit of supposedly
unintentional touchy/feely and I was both excited and empowered by what
I felt and the reaction it brought from Jake.
I prepared breakfast in the routine manner and dressed in my sexiest
dress as we departed for our day's activities. At noon my work at the
university was finished and I returned to the apartment. I cleaned,
scrubbed and made it as cosy as possible. Flowers were placed in vases
at several locations about the apartment. Soon the wine I had bought
was cooling in the refrigerator and the pork roast dinner was cooking.
The table was adorned with red table cloth and white napkins to
compliment our cheap china and silver.
When Jake came into the room from his day's activities I met him at the
door with a chilled glass of white wine and the usual perfunctory
greeting, only this time "my Man" got a meeting that left me excited and
lusting . . . "This is a party to celebrate a good year," I said. As he
completed his evening's ablutions in the bathroom my excitement grew and
I concentrating on carrying my plan to perfection. . . ."Jumping his
bones before he had been properly prepared could blow the whole thing,"
I reasoned.
Dinner was perfection. . .my best culinary effort ever and after the
second bottle of wine the tension that was present at the table had
disappeared. Jake appeared relaxed and we discussed many things. . .
.but our futures was never mentioned. It was as though we neither one
wanted to face the next few days. My plan was proceeding on schedule.
After dinner we enjoyed the free camaraderie that had been present when
I first moved into the apartment. We did the dishes and cleaned up the
kitchen and began our evening's preparations for the night. As was the
custom I went to the bathroom first. Once in the bathroom the routine
was forgotten. The new red teddy with matching panties and negligee
came out of their packages and were laid out carefully as I made my
final preparations for bed. When I left the bathroom, the sheer
quality of my dress left nothing to the imagination and I made sure Jake
got the full view. As I sat with my back to him at my dressing table I
brushed my hair to it's most glossy sheen and made myself as beautiful
as I knew how.
As I went to my bed Jake went into the bathroom and I could hear the
usual ministrations that I had come to recognize with Jake. According
to my plan he should have been all over me by now. He had just gotten
my best shot and showed no signs of abandoning his course of action.
"Dam, this plan was failing," she thought.
When Jake returned from the bathroom to his bed, I stood up and removed
my negligee. In my Teddy and panties I felt naked and exposed. . . .AND
EXCITED as I faced Jake. The lust showed like the look of a caged
animal in his eyes. . . I was having an effect! His hand was under the
covers and I was sure it was wrapped around his stiff cock. He rolled
on the bed, facing away and I was left to turn out the lights and begin
the night. As I lay awake, feigning sleep, I knew I had failed and I
reviewed my plan to see where I'd gone wrong. My confidence began to
wane and I was sorely troubled. When sleep finally came it was in
short naps between crazy dreams and lust filled thoughts.
As I tossed and turned I heard Jake, also unable to sleep, tossing and
turning in his bed. He occasionally groaned and my whole being was
attuned to his being. I was excited and I lusted. "Well, I'm not ready
to give up," I thought. I got out of bed, removed my teddy and
panties, moved to Jakes bed, lifted the covers and slid in between the
warm sheets. The familiar man smell I encountered would have revolted
me a few months ago. It excited me more now.
This was a new venture for me. . .I'd never seduced a man before! Of
course, I'd never been this enamoured with a man before either. "I
want you. Before we part I want to experience the only real man I've
ever known," I said as I snuggled up to Jake, spoon fashion. Jake was
perfectly motionless although it was obvious by his breathing and
condition that he was aware.
Secure in the knowledge that I had not been rejected I continued, "Love
me Jake!" "I'm not the woman I was when I came here. You've helped me
to be the woman I am. My power came from you and the quiet confidence
you gave me. My strength came from your encouragement. My compassion
and caring I learned from observing you. I want to . . . .". It was
at this point that Jake turned and faced me in the bed. Our eyes met
and I say the look of lust. our bodies met and the violence of his roll
left me on my back with Jake half covering my left side from feet to
shoulders. His left leg rested between my legs and he pressed firmly
against my left breast as he bent to kiss me.
The kiss was firm and his tongue immediately sought mine. I was quick
to return mine in oral swordplay. Erotic, maybe! Engrossing it was!
So engrossing in fact I did not feel his hand on my right breast, nor
the tenderness in my swollen nipple. As the swordplay became more
familiar, and my mind had time to wander, I became aware of the
sensation the rough hair and skin on his left thigh was having on my
inner thighs and labia. It was then that I became aware of the
powerful sensation in my breast. Soon I became aware that my
genitalia were being ground together by a steady humping and I came to
realize it was my ass driving me into the leg above me.
As the foreplay continued I grew more and more excited. Jake was doing
all the exciting. . . . .it was his event! Jake exercised all the
power. . .I had wanted it that way! As the intensity of the play
increased I longed to take the lead myself. . .to exercise power such as
I felt. "But How?" I thought. "What's the proper place for a woman in
the act?". I wanted to grab his prick and minister to it as I had been
forced to a few months ago. . . but I didn't. Instead, I reached down
to the place where his tool was trapped between our bodies with my right
hand, proceeded to caress it. Jake's reaction was immediate and
positive. "Do it some more," he said.
Soon the prick in front of me was the center of both our attentions and
all other activity was subordinated to this single activity.
We turned in the bed and adjusted our positions to facilitate the
easiest access to the action. I had never felt such a surge of power
as I felt when I saw Jakes reaction. Then, I thought back to some
months previous when I was forced to endure several cocks in my mouth. .
. .I suddenly wanted to suck on the one before me. With it In my mouth
I gagged and choked several times as I tried to please my lover. .
.Although, it was not a totally satisfactory experience I savoured the
effect it had on Jake. I knew that I'd do that again. . . . and I'd be
better at it!
As my mouth disengaged the head of Jakes cock, I started to return to
our former close in position. Strong hands guided me to a new position
and I was aware of Jakes rough skin against my breasts, thighs and legs
as he settled on top of me. It seemed like the most natural thing in
the world and one that I wanted more than anything when I felt Jakes
cock pass my labia and proceed into my vagina. The slight sensation of
his entry without proper lubrication hurt and I cried out softly. . .
but it was too late, Jake stopped. "I'm sorry," he said.
"No! No! Keep on doing," I said as I raised my ass to better impale him
in me. He started again and this time there was only pleasure. With
Jakes cock as deeply embedded in me as it was possible to be our tongue
swordplay became a frenzy. I felt the course hair of his chest on my
tits which were now fully swollen and most sensitive. As he backed his
giant organ from the innermost depths of my vagina I recognized a sad
moan coming from my throat. The cock which lay partially embedded was
driven to my innermost depths. The rhythm of sex began and I was
participating fully in the act for the first time. . .no reservations! .
. .and no hangups!
I was striving for something. All the pleasure and all the sensations
were forcing me to strive for something. "It was orgasm , of course,
but surely feelings this strong weren't directed solely at 'coming", I
thought. " I want it all." Pursuing this avenue of knowledge as I was
it took only moments to realize that my greatest pleasure was derived
from giving pleasure to my lover.
My own orgasm had just been brought on by the pleasure I'd given Jake.
As our bodies moved in the steady rhythm of sex my excitement rather
peaked and waned like waves in the ocean. All the events of the action
resonated together to form little peaks and bigger peaks and for the
second time, a crescendo, as my second orgasm hit me with a stunning
blow. I was totally wiped out as the waves of pleasure took all measure
of my control.
Slowly the steady grinding and humping picked up and continued as all
verbal communication stopped. All attention was directed to the place
between my legs where the action was taking place. "I'm gonna' come
soon,: he said. The action picked up and our bodies thrashed in wild
abandon as we drove towards the final completion. With my feet planted
on the bed and my ass driving upwards in a manner to impale the cock to
the fullest extent, I felt a throb as he planted his seed deep in me.
As our bodies froze motionless, the steady Squirt! Squirt! Squirt!
continued as he planted the remainder of his semen deep in me.
After the last bit of semen had left his tube, my ass slowly settled
back on to the bed and my legs relaxed as another crescendo washed over
me. So, this was the highly touted sex that I had gone off to college
for. . . . .