"Chapter 2 of Fetish Friends"
A couple of days had passed, and Mark unlocked the front door to his home.
"Hey, sweetheart!" Jess chirped as she welcomed her fiancé.
"Hey," Mark responded, gazing upward to see his stunning partner. He set aside his baggage and began strolling toward her.
She rushed to him and embraced him, leaving Mark slightly bewildered. He held her close and kissed her. They enjoyed a light make out session, exchanging their feelings. Jess's hair swayed about while Mark gripped her cheekbones and backside.
"How was your journey?" Jess asked, gesturing for Mark to follow her into the kitchen.
"It could've been better," Mark responded, keeping his enthusiasm evident.
He chuckled as he trailed after his future wife. Jess offered Mark a chocolate cupcake, which he wasted no time accepting. He opened his mouth wide, letting her feed him with a kiss.
"You're such a messy eater," Jess humored, dabbing icing from his lips. She bestowed Mark an opportunity to lick it off her fingers.
"Did you miss me?" Mark inquired, well aware of the inevitable response.
"Absolutely! Now let's get busy," Jess hinted with her signature smile.
Mark embraced his lover and showered her with kisses. Jess fake pleaded, "Please just let me have one good one!"
Mark obeyed, and led Jess to the bedroom. "Let me have a shower first," Mark pleaded.
"Fine, we can do this in the shower," Jess consented.
She turned on the water and prepared the towels. Mark sat on the toilet and removed his work boots. Jess then peeled off his shirt, revealing a lithe and muscular frame. Mark was a fan of the show as Jess dangled her leggings in front of him. His grin befitted his innocent charisma.
"Come get me!" Jess said, scampering into the shower.
Mark stood up and took off his belt and pants, almost knocking over the toilet in the process. "Oops!" he exclaimed, grabbing the wall for support. Upon recovering, he waded into the shower with Jess.
"We'll both take a shower," Jess offered in an effort to get clean.
"I'll take you," Mark carried on, capturing her breast with his palm and the soap. He stroked in circular motions, massaging her shoulders and chest. Jess leaned back, giving him access to her body.
Mark pinched one of her nipples, a slight C-cup breast. Jess kept a poker face, not reacting to the firm grip. Mark continued his cleaning ritual, moving his way downwards. He kneeled in front of his partner, bathing her feet. He dropped the soap and peered upwards, catching Jess's gaze. Jess sucked in air as Mark's small hands glided across her body.
Mark commenced kissing her knees, planting lingering kisses. He then reached around, embracing her taut behind. His lips climbed her legs up to her pussy area, which Jess had shaved and trimmed. Jess marveled at the sight as Mark returned his kisses.
Mark pushed her back against the wall with one hand from his knees. His shoulder blades rested against the wall, and Jess spread her legs without being asked. His hand slid to her foot, maintaining contact as his tongue darted into her mouth. He added a second hand to intensify his kissing.
Jess hissed a breath through her nose, exposing her endowments. Mark descended her torso, his tongue fighting the stream of water flowing off her lithe frame. Finally, he made it to her mound.
Mark gripped her hip bone, stabbing his other hand between her legs, stimulating her. Mark kissed her inner thighs lovingly, and his beard bristles tickled her.
Jess took in lengthy breaths and offered her breast as Mark increased his fervor. She tightened her thighs, allowing her hands to hold Mark's head. The passion shared between them was undeniable.
Mark kissed Jess's thighs and Lady Lumps, moving from one to the next. He then kissed her jewels, which radiated her pleasure. "Keep going," she murmured, fondling Mark's wet hair. She wriggled her hips into his mouth and allowed Mark to delight her.
Jess climaxed, gasping deep breaths and producing a fluid onto Mark's soapy digits. She tightened her thighs, and her arms enveloped Mark's head in a caring manner.
Mark stood to his aroused girlfriend and locked lips with her. Jess wrapped her hands around his testicles, pulling him towards her as he quivered from his arousal. His shaft was hard and she desired to please him. She subtly caressed his crown, beckoning him to do the same.
Mark groaned in satisfaction. This was his favorite position, and she knew it. She teased him gently, sliding up and down on his length. Mark tried to push deeper, but Jess stopped him with her hands, demanding eyes. She pulled back, allowing his cock to slide out of her mouth. She kissed his head and rolled his balls, knowing Mark was on the edge. Mark craved her wet lips! And he needed more action than she was giving.
"How am I doing, baby?" Jess taunted playfully, still in command.
"I need it!" Mark pleaded almost beggingly.
"Need what?" She teased mockingly.
"I need your damn mouth!" Mark practically begged.
Jess stared into his desperate eyes and opened her mouth again, fully taking him in this time. She bounced back and forth, sloppily giving Mark the pleasure he so desperately craved.
"Oh my God! I'm about to..." Mark announced, clenching his fists.
Jess paused, pulling back just enough for him to be fully inserted, almost to her throat when he started to release his seed.
His breathing grew faster, loud moans escaped his lips while his head tossed from side to side. His average-sized cock shot load after load right down Jess' throat. She gripped his ass tightly and waited until Mark had completely finished before swallowing his essence.
"That was amazing!" Mark expressed sincerely.
"I'm sorry about stalling, but you needed it to unload like that." Jess responded wisely.
"Wow, you really did need that," Mark joked.
Jess and Mark eventually dried off each other. Jess rested her wet hair on Mark's stomach. Mark didn't mind the dampness.
"I missed you," Jess admitted.
"Me too," Mark replied.
Mark's arms wrapped around Jess as she danced her fingers across his bare skin. His eyes closed briefly. "I need that," Jess confessed.
"What?" Mark queried.
"I need your hugs, and your comfort," Jess clarified. "I also need your jizz," she acknowledged honestly.
"That's the hottest thing I've ever heard!" Mark exclaimed in amazement at her previous statement.
"Do you want my jizz or just cum?" Mark debated, hoping the answer was about him.
Jess considered. "I love your cum and want it all the time!" She teased with a smile.
"The thought of you with other men covering you in their jizz really turns me on," Mark confessed shyly.
"Would you like to try something? A little fantasy?" Jess wondered.
"Oh, sure..." Mark responded hesitantly.
Jess was torn. While she loved the fantasies with Mark, she had also been with plenty of men before him and had experienced plenty of wild, sexual fun. She couldn't help but wonder if there were more types of sexual experiences she might like with the right person. But she was still in love with Mark and wouldn't do anything to jeopardize their relationship.
"You know, I've fantasized about you watching me with other men," Mark candidly admitted.
"Have you?" Jess was intrigued by Mark's confession.
"On occasion, but it's never been a major fantasy of mine." Mark admitted.
"Do you fantasize about me being with other men?" Jess asked, seeking more information.
"Yes, sometimes, but it's not a regular fantasy," Mark said.
"So, what is a regular fantasy of yours?" Jess pressed.
"You in a nurse's costume with those sexy red heels," Mark joked suggestively.
"I'll wear that for you tomorrow," Jess promised, eager to please her man.
"Hey, speaking of heels, Kim and I fooled around with Charles," Jess shared unexpectedly.
"What did you do?" Mark asked with interest.
"Some of us wore some heels and teased him," Jess divulged.
"How far did it go?" Mark asked, bracing himself for the details.
"We made dinner and teased him a bit," Jess explained, hoping not to cause conflict. "We even crossed our legs and pushed out our boobs, and Kim walked like a runway model," she said, anxious to explain further.
"And?" Mark asked.
"He gave us foot massages while we drank," Jess continued, not quite ready to reveal more details.
"So, you didn't actually have sex with him?" Mark clarified, seemingly relieved.
"No, we only massaged each other's feet. It wasn't like that," Jess assured him.
"Did nobody have any intimate moments? Not even a touch?" Mark asked with a hint of suspicion in his voice.
"No, it was just all playful teasing and maybe a bit more suggestive than planned," Jess responded earnestly as she looked into Mark's eyes. "I wouldn't do that to you."
After that, they switched the conversation to Mark's work trip, and he spent an hour talking about how awful the job was and why he had been absent for so long. As Mark slowed down with his words, Jess' eyes began to droop, and they both slipped into a deep sleep, safe in their love for each other.
Mark woke up early the next morning. He turned to his fiancée and was relieved to be back home. Watching Jess sleep peacefully, he listened to her soft, baby-like noises. He found happiness in this moment, knowing he had Jess by his side.
However, something from his dream the previous night made Mark feel uneasy. It was a life filled with more openness and freedom, and his dreams were all about Jess and other men. He had confessed to Jess about the excitement of this fantasy, insistent that he didn't want it to happen in reality.
As he awoke, Mark found himself aroused, so he moved closer to Jess, eliminating any space between them. Placing a light kiss on her lips, Jess gently woke up. Mark then explored her body with his hands, moving up and down her sides and gently kissing her neck.
Jess made a soft sound of acknowledgement, implying that she understood Mark's intention. Relaxing in her state of tranquility, she spread her legs and moved the bed sheets for their comfort.
Beyond naked from the night before, Mark started kissing her neck and shoulder while moving his hand to her belly. He then found her feet curling, her back arching, and her hips moving in rhythm with him. He slid two fingers into her, increasing his thrusts as he did.
Suddenly, visions from his dreams entered his mind - his fiancée at the mercy of other men. The idea of his beloved fiancée being fondled and used by other men ignited a deep-seated urge, and Mark couldn't help but imagine himself watching Jess in this situation. Mark continued thrusting into Jess, relishing her pleasure as he experienced his own.
Mark gently kissed her face, straddling her as he prepared for the next event. Restraining her arms above her head, he forcefully entered her again, feeling her push back in response. A hot dampness spread beneath them as he held her down and furiously thrusted in and out.
Despite knowing this could hurt her, Jess chose not to fight. Instead of struggling, she relaxed, letting Mark take control of the situation. He kissed her deeply, breathed in the scent of her hair, and found his socks soaked with her wetness.
It wasn't long before Jess found herself on the brink of orgasm, reaching her peak before Mark. Mark's hand tightened as he continued, urging her to join in his own pleasure. He was surprised to hear her moans of contentment and enjoyment. They shared a passionate kiss, while Mark positioned himself atop her for the final act.
Once again, Mark held her arms, nestled between her wide-open legs. Ready for him, Mark instantly thrust himself inside her, experiencing intense pleasure as her warm walls immediately welcomed him. Suspecting her to resist, Mark found her hips swaying in rhythm, encouraging him to take control and push her to the brink. He hesitated at her passive behavior but continued and felt his balls swinging back and forth, brimming with his semen.
Eventually, Mark began to overpower her, causing her to moan in surprise at the suddenness. She struggled to push her hips up to meet him, but he held her down, repeatedly slamming into her. His movements became rough and unrelenting - his tail swishing vigorously - bringing them both to a passionate climax.
In the aftermath, the two cherished each other. Pillow talk followed, whispered in one another's ear, before their heads met in a kiss. The subject of Mark's dream was briefly discussed, with Jess reassuring him that he had her full trust. The two then settled into the warmth of their cozy embrace, ensuring their love persisted unswerving.
Mark questioned if there had ever been an instance where Jess was so moist. The smaller penis glided with no resistance within her. With his eyes tightly closed, an image of Jess with a much larger man formed in Mark's mind. This man wouldn't have issues with friction or resistance. His penis was massive, and his wife-to-be, loved it!
Mark made an effort to both thrust harder and alter his thoughts. The image of his wife receiving another man's load on her lovely face entered his consciousness, and he couldn't control himself.
"Tell me, tell me!" Mark panted, attempting to communicate. He kissed Jess wildly.
She raised her head, wrestling with her own emotions and Mark's at the same time.
"How big?" Mark attempted to articulate. His actions maintained a relentless speed. Jess' pussy was being used blatantly like a punching bag.
"How big?" Mark questioned again with difficulty.
Jess was stunned by the query. It was hard for her to think at the moment, as it was only about Mark's pleasure.
"The largest penis you've taken?" Mark posed in a predatory manner. His actions, thrusting, ramming, ball hitting, body shaking, and breathing obstructed his query.
Jess was dumbfounded. In that moment, she couldn't think. The entire focus was on Mark. His bliss at the time was all that mattered.
"I need to know!" Mark had never been so forceful. He'd never been this persistent during an intimate encounter. This was unprecedented.
As she danced back and forth like a ragdoll, Jess saw the look in Mark's eye. She wanted to please him. She tried to think. Her face clenched.
Mark continued his assault between Jess' legs, though physicality only represented a portion of what he was craving. He needed to hear an answer from Jess.
Jess' body spasmed and lost control. She couldn't think – her body moved erratically. She moaned loudly.
"God you're the best! Don't stop!" Jess begged with her entire being, squeezing Mark's hand with all her strength. Her head pressed against the pillow.
Mark pounded away.
"I..." Mark hesitated, lost in the moment.
"I rode..." Jess managed to mumble with great difficulty.
Jess regained enough composure to stare into Mark's eyes. "I rode a cock more than twice the size of yours from some fool!" she admitted, her thoughts jumping back and forth between pleasure and regret. Veins were bursting from her neck and forehead.
"No!" Jess screamed out as she climaxed. Her body tensed, had difficulty relaxing.
Mark heard her answer. He was teetering on a dangerous edge between pleasure and confusion. A picture of Jess with a colossal penis in her mouth flashed through his thoughts.
"Fuck!" Mark stopped, and a stream of sperm poured out of him, pulsing with passion and climax. Mark ruined her, his entire body was drenched with physical and mental tension.
Jess stayed under the weight of her lover, unable to process what she'd just admitted. He was still cumming inside her, and she could feel him.
What had she done? Jess' mind raced as she tried to calm herself. Their glorious relationship would soon be coming to an end.
Mark was left motionless, still struggling to comprehend the intensity of his own actions. While it was the best of his life, a sense of shame filled him. Why was he aroused by the thought of Jess with other men? His crush on his girlfriend's private parts, and peculiar thinking caused him anxiety. How had this occurred? He couldn't conceptualize or explain his body's response.
The couple didn't move. Uncomfortable from Mark's weight, Jess took a deep breath. Her claustrophobia was growing worse as she remained pinned. She tried to calm herself emotionally, however, she knew she would be the one to initiate conversation first. Jess tried to fight back tears. Her hands shook, gripping her lover.
Mark sat in stupor. Pondering his homosexual thoughts and the unthinkable desires he'd just experienced. What's going on? He thought to himself. Why did these feelings excite him? And how could he rationalize what transpired? Torn between pleasure and shame, Mark couldn't tolerate the idea of his own homosexuality, though it turns he was unable to ignore the attraction.
The pair lay motionless. Jess was overcome with dread, realizing the fate of their incredible relationship. Her eyes were fixed on the ceiling.
To hell with this! She's going to leave me! She's going to think I'm a whore! Jess tried comforting herself, knowing that she'd came clean about her past during a passionate moment.
"Uh, hey," Jess moved awkwardly, unable to inhale. Mark suddenly sat up and realized the severity of the situation. How long had he been knocked out?
Mark ceased his movements and removed himself slowly from Jess, taking with him the piece of him covered in liquid binding them together. He lay down next to her, feeling remorseful.
"I'm sorry," Mark apologized, unable to look at Jess.
Tears filled Jess' eyes as she gazed at Mark. "I don't understand."
"I could not keep myself from..." Mark began, feeling regretful for the incident and the pain he could've caused the woman he cherished.
"I wish I hadn't answered that question," Jess shared honestly. A single tear rolled down her cheek.
"I don't know why," Mark tried to explain. "I had a dream about you... and other men." He trailed off.
"So, you ruined a fantastic sex session to humiliate me?" Jess enquired, choking back her tears, staggered by the prospect of Mark acting maliciously towards her.
"No!" Mark quickly retorted. "How could it be humiliating when it excited me so much?" Mark struggled to express his emotion.
Jess was astounded by his response. The inability to breathe had vanished. "So, you acted on a dream about me with other guys and it excited you?" Jess asked cautiously.
"Yes," Mark admitted sheepishly.
"You didn't mean to hurt me in any way?" Jessica asked, turning towards Mark and gazing into his eyes.
"No, why would I?" Mark replied, puzzled by her line of questioning. "We were having some terrific sex!"
"So, you inquired about the largest penis I had been with because it turned you on during sex?" she asked, trying to understand the situation.
"Indeed," Mark replied, his face slumping into the sheets.
"So, you were bothered... ashamed... turned on all at the same time?" Jess asked, attempting to make sense of this perplexing incident.
"Yes," Mark sighed, annoyed he couldn't describe his emotions better.
"You're not gay, you love me," Jess told Mark, wrapping her arms around him to comfort him. "You just had mind-blowing sex with me and enjoyed every moment," she teased.
"It's just a kink, like Charles and his fetish for feet!" She consoled him, carrying on the conversation lightheartedly.
"Charles has a foot fetish?" Mark asked curiously.
"I'm not sure more than you are!" Jess joked, yet indeed expressed what she knew.
"I do love your feet... and the rest of you!" Mark replied, smiling for the first time since this began.
Mark turned to face Jess. The mutual understanding shone in their eyes. They relied upon and needed one another. They cuddled, warming each other, and eventually dozed off until daylight.
Mark woke in the morning to find Jess packing. "What are you doing?" he inquired.
"Just hanging out with you today!" she declared cheerfully.
Jess exited the bedroom, allowing Mark to see her soccer shorts emphasizing her legs and rear. They were her comfortable house clothes, not intended for any special attention.
She returned with a cup of coffee and a kiss for Mark. She went through a complete emotional metamorphosis. "Did you get sufficient sleep from our session earlier?" she asked, asking about a touchy subject.
"Mmh," Mark sniffed the coffee. "I hope so."
"How long have you been awake?" she inquired.
"Almost the whole time," Jess responded playfully.
She leaped onto the bed, almost spilling Mark's hot coffee. "Sorry!" she said, burrowing herself into Mark's embrace.
She placed her hand softly on Mark's leg. Mark turned toward her brilliant eyes and Jess immediately moved in for a kiss. She placed his coffee on the nightstand.
"We need to talk," Jess' solemn voice echoed. Mark started to worry. Anytime someone said "Let's talk," it usually meant a problem.
"I'm mokOkay. What's up?" he inquired.
"The way you had sex with me earlier was fantastic! But I want us to try something a bit different. We need to discuss it first," Jess clarified. "Be honest with me and always tell me the truth." Jess halted, fixing her gaze on Mark.
"Always," Mark answered, his mind racing.
"Firstly, there's no need for you to worry. You are not gay!" Jess emphasized.
This statement made Mark feel uneasy.
"You admitted you were very turned on thinking about me with another man," Jess slowed her pace, mindful not to jeopardize their relationship.
"I understand," Mark began, noticing Jess' serious tone.
"Equally, I don't care that you had a dream about me with someone else," she continued, her determination unwavering.
"Alright," Mark caved in.
"I simply want to establish a new routine between us; we both need to feel at ease, be completely honest, and never leave each other guessing." Jess stopped, her eyes fixed on Mark, evidently beginning a monumental conversation.
"I promise," Mark responded, taking her hand, and resting it on his chest, the pounding of his heart assuring her of his commitment. For both of them, communication was key. Jess' gaze settled on Mark sincerely; ready to embark on this new journey together.
"I'm not sure what's going on with Charles..." his voice trailed off, assuming Jess was also aware.
"Oh," she responded, a confused look crossing her face. "Yup, he loves stomping on socks moments before discarding them. That's his kink," Jess said lightly to change the subject.
"Okay, so he has a thing for feet?" Mark asked, his slippery mind eager to know more.
"I didn't know if I should reveal it!" Jess joked, yet honestly told the truth.
"I also have a side fetish - yours, my dearest; the trailing marks, the curves, and that...'tasting' the back of your neck was breathtaking!" Mark stated, smiling at the memory.
Devoting their mutual trust, they began to navigate this new frontier together. They chatted, savored breakfast, and reveled in one another's company, making room for another before them.
"You're mine," Mark expressed affectionately to Jess. "You're all I need."
"And you're mine," Jess responded, nestling into Mark's chest. "We'll always be better together."
You came with intensity... after I revealed the secret about Jake. She watched attentively, ready to abandon her plan if Mark showed even a hint of disgust.
"Yeah?" Mark grunted and mused simultaneously. As he tried to comprehend where she was going with his newly discovered homosexuality.
"I came hard too..." She continued to prod, attempting to arrive at the crux of her idea.
"Well?" Mark paused, expecting the climax of the situation.
"I propose a scenario in which we engage in an activity without telling you what it is, merely to discover if we enjoy it together. You can stop, reject, or cease at any time." Jess turned to a perplexed look on Mark's face.
"Am I being asked to partake in homosexual acts?" Mark probed, struggling to contain his emotions.
"Absolutely not! Just us!" Jess chuckled, attempting to soothe Mark's worries.
"I trust you," Mark conceded, allowing the plan to proceed.
Jess beamed and embraced her partner, then climbed off the bed. She swiftly removed her clothing, allowing Mark to admire the whole package: her radiant smile, lively personality, sculpted body, and affection for her partner.
Exposed and aroused, she straddled Mark, allowing her long, blonde hair to fall gracefully. She shook her head and brushed it away, arranging the chaos. Her female form delicate yet powerful. Mark looked on in a fixated state and reached up to touch her delicate breasts.
"We're giving it another go?" Mark inquired.
"Indeed!" She responded, delivering her entire presentation: her sweet smile, playful demeanor, irresistible body, and love for her partner.
Mark smiled back. The elation and devotion overwhelmed him.
Jess removed the blankets to reveal her naked partner. Leaning forward, she lovingly kissed Mark's stomach. Her breasts dangled freely above him, offering a view of her curvaceous form. Mark glanced at her, eager to join her in intimacy.
"No touching," Jess commanded, firmly stopping his advances.
Mark understood but voiced his concerns.
She shifted her position, settling on all fours above Mark. Her mouth hovered directly above his erection. "Wait."
Jess swiftly grabbed a hair elastic and secured her hair in a ponytail. She reassumed her previous stance.
"I don't want them in the way." She grinned, returning to her earlier standing.
She planted her hands on Mark's thighs and gazed at him adoringly. "If you lose interest, speak up promptly. I don't want you to be upset with me." Jess informed Mark in a simultaneously excited and serious tone.
Head down, Jess licked the head of Mark's semi-erect cock.
Mark became fully aroused in no time without any input. His body arched back, and his toes curled, involuntarily reacting to the stimulation.
"Wow," Mark muttered with a gradual response.
Jess firmly grasped his cock with her hand and moved it with force. She felt the precum form on the tip of his dick as she licked the underside.
"Jake took forever to reach the climax," Jess confessed, moving towards his precum and entangling it around her lips.
She slowly engulfed his whole shaft with her mouth, careful to endure it without complaint. Laying her hands on his thighs, she licked his balls while keeping her lips locked on him.
"You like it when I suck your cock, right?" Jess teased, eliciting a faint groan from Mark.
She took him in her mouth, prolonging the act to drive his desire to new heights. Jake's length made it nearly impossible for her to deepthroat; she had to face fuck herself. She figured this could be the case with Mark, too.
She took him deeper into her petite mouth and pressed her lips against his balls. A coy grin appeared on her face, seeing his hard-on develop.
"You want to ejaculate onto my face, don't you?" Jess questioned in a provocative tone.
Mark was unable to respond.
She massaged his scrotum while increasing the rhythm of her mouth movements. Soon, his body writhed with pleasure.
"I used to be able to take about half of Jake in my mouth," Jess shared, resuming her oral stimulation of Mark and increasing the speed and intensity.
Mark's face pained as he yearned to climax but resisted.
Jess bobbed her head in an expert motion, arousing him while leaving him feeling vulnerable. She stopped and grabbed his balls, fondling them until they swelled.
"I want your jizz. I want to receive your seed!" She declared, rolling over onto her back.
Mark's expressions made it clear he wanted to obey her demand. However, he still grappled with the whirlwind of emotions.
Jess moved into a new position, positioning herself perfectly to receive the full impact. His members burst as she held his legs, forcing entry into her open lips.
Jess positioned her sex exactly in front of Mark's face. Droplets of moisture prepared to fall onto his lips. Before he could lick her, she lowered her ass and bent her body forward, rubbing her wet pussy back and forth on his face. He extended his tongue, trying to capture as much as possible as she continued to dominantly display her sexuality.
Mark was focused on her pussy, unaware that she was pleasuring him in this position. Mark pushed his hips upward. Jess' mouth opened in anticipation. She spit on his penis once more. Mark, yearning for those feelings, pushed with intensity. Jess fulfilled his desires by meeting him halfway, completely enveloping his shaft. She sucked him forcefully and quickly. Mark grabbed her butt cheeks and flicked his tongue along the inside of her thighs, searching for her most sensitive spot.
"Jake adored this position," Jess recalled. "We had to do it frequently because his penis was so large that he couldn't undertake all the other ones." Jess reiterated to Mark as her hand maintained his member while she shared the story.
Mark resumed his thrusts, relying on her hand. "Keep going, fuck my hand." Jess instructed Mark.
Mark proceeded to thrust energetically, enjoying the pleasure of Jess' tightening grip.
"Jake always had to fuck my hands," Jess recalled. "His penis was too big for me, causing me to use both of my hands simultaneously."
Mark let out a moan and intensified his thrusts. She spit onto his penis again, providing lubrication for an even greater experience. He clutched her body, aiming to relieve his strain. The two became sweaty, the tension grew.
"Jake used to cum in my mouth, above me," Jess confided. "He couldn't properly fuck me because his member was so large. We attempted occasionally, but I was too sore. So I did everything possible for him. We tried every form."
"What else?" Mark grunted, attempting to fulfill his desire, guiding his hips more quickly.
"Keep going, you're almost there!" Jess applauded, rubbing her sensitive area against his face.
"Jake and I even let his friends watch us," Jess recalled as she continued to stroke his penis.
"He would give me massive cum showers, only second to you." Jess mentioned proudly, reliving her past.
"We made a video where he came in my mouth and on my face three times," Jess stated contentedly. "Two of his friends also released their seeds onto me!" Jess revealed her intimate details. Her desire for Mark and her climax had developed into an uncontrollable force.
She stroked his penis and advanced her lower body towards him. Mark's tongue fondled her areas like an expert, satisfying her. She jerked uncontrollably on his face, her sexual release lessening.
As she finally settled down, she opened her mouth and presented it. Mark released his seed deep in her throat. His grunt of pleasure showcased his tension, and his locked legs signaled what was to come. His cock ejaculated, spewed, seeped, and spilled a massive amount of cum. Jess could not swallow it all but gave her best try.
"Holy crap!" Jess proclaimed, astonished by the amount. "There is so much!" Jess smiled, disregarding the mess. She licked his essence, enjoying the taste. She cleaned any excess semen in the area around her mouth with an urgent impulse.
Mark paused, contemplating this uncommon display from his partner.
"Did you really become this turned on?" Mark asked frankly. Then, he kissed the back of Jess' thigh under her butt. Neither individual had changed position yet.
"Mmmm," Jess said, her mouth still around Mark's penis.
She gradually stopped and relaxed her head on Mark's thigh. "Wow, that was hot!" She conceded sheepishly. "I've never done that."
"I want your mouth again," Mark requested in a polite and questionable way.
"Do you?" Jess questioned.
She gently touched his penis, aware that he was still sensitive. She kissed his leg and then his penis, her eyes smiling. This was the lifestyle she desired. She got off Mark and positioned herself between his spread legs.
"I want to see you," Jess demanded, starring into Mark's eyes. She continued to stroke his shaft at a comfortable speed.
"Don't be ashamed to tell me what you require," she encouraged her man, seeking to clear any potential doubts.
Mark bent his knees, stretching his legs, allowing blood to circulate to his feet.
Jess seized this opportunity to apply her head towards the bed and return to her man's pelvis. She pushed his erection toward her and kissed his scrotum gently. She gently sucked one testicle, stimulating it with her tongue. She removed it from her mouth, its surface gleaming with saliva. A smile streaked across her lips, and she looked into Mark's eyes.
Did you actually suck on Jake's nuts? Mark questioned gravely.
"Yep," Jess responded, uncertain whether he was seeking the answer.
Mark breathed out, stretched his body.
Jess proceeded to massage, lick, and suck Mark's balls as exhaustion was setting in. Today, she'd ensure Mark got her undivided care.
"How about multiple men at the same time?" Mark probed, staring straight at Jess.
Jess inserted Mark's dick in her mouth and shut her eyes. She didn't want to reveal things that might lessen his opinion of her. She nodded cautiously.
His gaze lingered over her as she pleasured him. "And swallowed all their jizz too?" His attention remained fixed on her.
Again, her head nodded, while she diverted vision away. "I'm a sperm junkie," Jess confessed softly and unabashedly after withdrawing his cock from her mouth.
Mark reacted nonchalantly, with just his manhood swelling.
Jess hastened to swallow him to divert the discussion.
"Lie down on your back," Mark instructed assertively. He pulled off and made her move from his cock.
Jess obeyed, apprehensive about the truth about her sexual history surfacing.
Mark located himself on top of her and her mouth. His testicles insinuated themselves in her mouth. Jess reacted obediently, swallowing as much as she could.
"Ever accommodated more than a solitary male between your legs at once?" Inquired Mark, grinding his erection against her face.
Jess clenched her eyes shut and accepted his rod.
Mark released his grip on her arms and moved them above her head. This wasn't the first time the couple had experienced restraints from him.
Mark angled his torso away from her, and his dick exited her mouth. He viewed her. With no reactions from her, Jess turned to lick the space between his thighs.
"Mark, I..." Jess started an earnest statement.
Mark resumed ejaculating in her mouth, ejaculating thrice. He then hesitated to let her gasp for breath.
Jess watched Mark, worried she might have to relay her past to him. With minimal force, she went to kiss the crease of his upper thigh.
Mark plunged down and pushed his dick into Jess' mouth, almost asphyxiating her. He repeated this action twice more. He stopped to allow her to breathe more comfortably.
Jess gazed up at Mark, self-reproachfully. She feared divulging the truth might hurt him.
Mark inserted his cock inside her again, forcing his penis down her throat. Jess inhaled sharply. Repeating the process twice more, Mark stopped to permit her to breathe.
With spit smeared across him, his stomach drenched in her saliva, he approached her. "Did you ever allow two guys in you at once?" He pushed her legs into the air, exposing her vagina and buttocks.
Jess leaned her head back, prepared for the answer he awaited.
Mark loomed over her and brought her hands above her head. This was a familiar routine in their sexual outbursts.
He dislodged his erection and dismissed her from his mouth. She inched back, trying to breathe.
"Mark, I..." Jess started to share some sensitive details.
Mark initiated the act of force-feeding her his penis. She struggled against his invasion, her mouth filled with his spit.
He pulled away, straddling her, one of her hands was tied to the bedpost as usual.
"Mark, I..." Jess tried to confess something.
Mark crammed his shaft into her mouth, almost choking her. He thrusted periodically, impaling her throat, his fingers intertwined in her hair. "Fuck, fuck," he roared as he ejaculated. With mouth full of his semen, Mark thrust multiple times and then ceased.
Jess looked up at him, apprehensively. She regretted not disclosing the reality early.
Mark pulled away, slumping beside her. "You are the most beautiful creature I've ever seen, they're all slight shade compared to you," Mark said in a sincere, loving tone. He sat on the bed, a drop of semen leaking from his cock.
Jess gazed at him, smiling. She was overjoyed his indignation was nowhere to be found.
Mark kissing her, sometimes he licked his cum from her lips. They engaged in a deep connection which included honesty, passion, love, intimacy, and loyalty.
As time lapsed, Mark's body sought out Jess for a cuddle.
Mark's face flushed after she'd shared her deep regret. "So there's this thing, I'd like you to know. If you ever want me to suck another guy's willy while I'm loving you watch, I want you to let me," Mark conveyed, a little discomforted.
Jess felt secure and trusting, although she wasn't prepared for his unwanted revelation in this moment. They dozed off. However, she recognized her comfort after a moment of thought. Her future was with him and she was all his.
Jess abruptly woke up. Giving Mark a playful look, she declared, "You can't rely on that!" accompanied by a smirk and an amused wink.
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