Sara is a minor character, more of an instigator for a story arc slightly deep into the PhaseWalker plot line.
The story she's introduced in pits Jack against a succebus operating in his city, who sends three of her "followers" to seduce and manipulate people into either killing each other, killing them selves or just causing chaos through the power of sex (one scene even has one follower seducing a group of men and having them attempt to rape Freya before Jack kills her). Sara is one of these followers but also the most reluctant member, who instead helps Jack find her mistress so he can liberate the followers from her influence. Once he does, the girls owe a debt of gratitude which he turns down so they can keep operating independently (running as a gentlemen's club/brothel) provided they stay out of trouble.
You can imagine the many ideas that spawned from this storyline. Here's one of them.
The girls giggled as Jack was left at the entrance to the small alcove. He didn't need a sign to tell where it lead to, there were several lining the corridors of this nightclub. The private bedrooms for the girl's extracurricular activities. He'd visited a few of these rooms before, once or twice for such a session, but they were less frequent now the succubus mistress had been evicted. Only the girls decided if the clients were worthy enough to bring here, otherwise just a handy sleeping quarters. But tonight, they were all quiet. Except one.
Jack stepped into the room, letting the curtains fall closed behind him as he took in the view. Like many of the rest, this had been furnished with woolly carpets, a wardrobe and dresser lining the curved wall, make up table lining the other, desk lamps and the like. Everything an ordinary bedroom would need. Including the bed, with was large and curved like an oval, the headrest breaking the circle just barely. The first thing Jack noted was how the whole room was colour coordinated with the dim orange and red lights, creating a hazy glow what almost made him fuzzy. Added to the atmosphere he guessed. The second was the bright red sheets covering the bed, with had been speckled with white petals to match the pillow. Again, adding atmosphere.
The third, more important thing he noted, was the stunning young woman sitting on the edge of the bed gazing up at him. He took him a moment to make sure he was seeing clearly, but his eyes didn't deceive him. The young girl Sarah sat upon the bed, gazing up at him with a bright little smile that made her brown eyes twinkle in the light. Jack's eyes instinctively scanned down the length of her body, revealing her to be wearing a black and red see-through dress that ended at her hips, revealing the black underwear beneath it. He blinked to bring his gaze back to her face as he cleared his throat. "Hi Sarah" he said awkwardly.
"Hello Jack" she greeted, her voice soft like a purr. She leant back on her pale hands against the bed, making her sleek neck and chest more visible. "What do you think?"
Jack fought his immediate response to gaze around the room again. "You've redecorated" he commented, fully aware he'd never actually been in this room before. "Lighting's a bit dark though. You expecting company?"
"Maybe" she purred again, swinging her leg out to wiggle her toes in front of her. "It is my birthday after all."
"Yeah, I know. You invited me remember. Left your present out front though. The girls said you wanted to see me in here. I can come back later if you…"
"No, no" Sarah said, rather insistently. "Stay. Sorry, it's just…" she paused, looking rather sheepish.
"You alright?" he asked her. When she looked back up at him, he saw how nervous she was. "Anything I can do to help?"
Sarah opened her mouth, but then just laughed and closed it again. "I'm sorry" she said glumly, now suddenly embarrassed as she wrapped her arms around her. "I'm not very good at this."
Jack walked over to the bed and sat down bedside her, putting his arm around her. "What's wrong?" he asked softly, the way he always did.
She wiped her eye as she slowly exhaled, thankful for the warmth of his body there to calm her. She wanted to look at him, but suddenly found herself unable to meet his gaze. Her initial plan had backfired and he'd missed the hint. She knew it wouldn't work. "I'm fine" she told him, really nervous now he was actually sitting beside her. "It was just… nothing."
"It's okay" he said reassuringly. "You can tell me."
Sarah finally managed to meet his gaze, and became breathless as she saw his amazing brown eyes watching her full of concern. "I…" she began, her throat dry. "I had this…wish, for my birthday. Something I'd kinda wanted for a while, but too afraid to… to ask. I'd never been…with anyone before. Not in… you know, that way."
Jack looked at her for a moment, then nodded. "Oh" he said, smiled slightly. "I get it. That's okay. I was still a virgin by the time I reach twenty one. It's nothing to be ashamed of."
"I know" she told him, feeling rather awkward. It was her eighteenth birthday, and she'd never really discussed this with a boy before. "So, anyway, when we were planning this party, the girls asked me what my big birthday wish was. The one thing I wanted most in the world. I told them, and they promised to try and… grant it, like they were my fairy godmother." She paused to let Jack nod, indicating she could continue. "I told them, I wanted to…to lose my virginity."
Jack nodded. "Understandable. And they set off to find the man of your dreams. Wow. They really are great friends. That's what all this is?"
She glanced around the room, which had been set up just for tonight. "Yeah" she nodded.
"So who's the lucky guy then?" Jack asked casually. A lump formed in Sarah's throat, and she was unwilling to answer. When she'd told the girls who she'd wanted to be with, they didn't hesitate to arrange it. But now, it just felt like a big mistake. But she knew she owed him the truth. She slowly glanced back up at him, and his face suddenly changed as the pieces fell into place. "Oh" he said, shifting uncomfortably beside her.
"I'm sorry. But… I've wanted this for a while. Whenever I think about…that, there's only one person I really want it to be with. And I was… too afraid to ask. I'm sorry." Jack slowly rose up off the bed, rubbing his eyes as he paced in front of her. Sarah was so embarrassed, she clamped up.
After a minute, Jack took a deep breath and looked back at her. "You wanted me to be your first?" she nodded. "That explains the suspicious activity from the girls. Even Claire told me she wouldn't have minded if I saw other girls. I thought she was talking about…" he laughed, then sighed. "Why me?" he asked her.
She looked up at him, swallowing the lump in her throat. "Since you saved me from the mistress, I've kinda had a crush on you. All the girls did. And… I always felt safe around you. So, I always imagined when I had sex for the first time… I wanted it to be with you. I never actually thought you'd…"
Jack looked down at her, seeing the awkwardness in her words. She was afraid. He knew the feeling. He'd shrugged off the girls advances for years, but never considered they'd actually look at him that way. Claire was different, but only because they'd shared an experience in New York. But he had a soft spot for Sarah. He'd seen the trauma she'd been put through. And he could tell this meant a lot to her. So he took a minute to really think about it before he made his decision. "Are you sure?" he asked her.
Sarah glanced up at him, narrowing her eyes slightly. "What?"
"Are you sure you want this? Really sure?"
She wiped her eyes again, keeping them trained on him. "Yes" she told him. "I really am."
He gazed back at her, taking a deep breath as he stood in front of her. Slowly, he raised his hand to her. "So ask me."
She stared at his hand, then back at him, and gulped. She nervously took his hand and her heart fluttered as he gently pulled her up to her feet so she stood before him. She gazed up into his eyes as her knees started to shake, her nerves causing her to shiver. Would he really do this for me? She thought to herself. Swallowing her fear, she asked him "could you be my first?" she suddenly shook her head at how ridiculous that sounded. "I mean… would you like to…" she couldn't bring herself to finish.
Jack carefully took her face in his hand, making her blush. "Only if you're sure you want to do this" he told her. "I won't pressure you into anything you don't want to do."
Sarah smiled and held back a cry of glee, carefully placing her hands on his shoulders. She was so much smaller than him his jaw was at her eye level, giving her a direct line of sight at his strong neckline. She looked up at him as her eyes kept flickering to his lips. "Is it okay to kiss you?" she asked him.
Jack smiled as he leant down to her. "I just agreed to take your virginity. I think kissing is allowed." She laughed at the comment as he slowly eased in to let her kiss him, her hands moving up to hold his neck in her palms. Butterflies fluttered in her stomach as she held him there for a long moment, before their lips parted to gaze back at each other. It was just a kiss, but it felt like the whole universe had just washed over her. With a soft laugh she lifted herself up onto her toes to kiss him again, and this time he wrapped his arms around her to kiss her back just as softly.
They stood there for a few long minutes, just in each other's embrace as their kiss extended until they both felt something grow hot between them. Sarah didn't know what it was, but it felt right. She pressed into the kiss as much as she could, entangling her fingers in Jack's hair. He carefully leant forward, both to extend the kiss and let her fall back to the balls of her feet as his hands lowered to her back. The movement caught Sarah off guard, making her take a step back that tickled her bare feet against the woolly carpet. The sensation made her moan gently against his mouth, sending a shiver through him. He broke the kiss to let her readjust herself, her hands falling to his chest. "What's wrong?" she asked, breathless from that passionate moment.
"Nothing" he assured her, his hands now resting on her sides. She felt them through the fabric of her dress, wishing they would go lower. Instead she focused on what was right in front of her, which for her was his broad chest currently hidden by a shirt and jacket. She stared at them, wishing she could just rip them off his body like a birthday present. But she was hesitant to say anything. Jack caught her gaze though, carefully trailing his hands up along her bare arms to her hands. She watched them as they gently wrapped around them and guided them to the zipper on his jacket. She glanced up at him, seeking permission before pulling the zipper down to his waist, revealing the shirt beneath. Once done, she carefully pushed it over his shoulders, and he let it fall to the floor behind him. She took a moment to swallow the giggle in her throat before bring her hands to the helm of his shirt, butterflies fluttering in her belly again. When she hesitated, Jack brought his hands back to hers and helped her lift his shirt up over his head, exposing his skin.
Sarah couldn't help but stare at the man's large chest before her, slowly running her fingers over his skin. He left her hands wander as he stood there silently, relishing the way she brushed over his body sending shivers over him. After a few minutes of distraction, Sarah reached up to brush his cheek. Without a word, she took his hand and slowly led him towards the bed behind her. He followed calmly, letting her take the lead. When they reached the edge, he calmly brushed his arm up to her side, stroking the side of her ribs as he brushed a strand of hair from her eyes. She gazed longingly up at him, both her hands flat against his chest. She was eager to go back to kissing him, jumping up briefly to peck his lips. He edged closer to kiss her forehead as the back of her legs pressed against the bed. Pushing him away slightly she brought her feet up until she was kneeling on the bed in front of him. It didn't make her that much taller, but it was enough to reach his lips with hers. She wrapped her arms around him as he leaned into the kiss, the passion growing with every second. She pushed against him eagerly, wanting more. Without thinking she began reaching with her tongue into his mouth, which he gladly accepted. They explored each other hungrily, their mouths grinding as their bodies pressed together. Sarah lost herself in this act, all sense of time disappearing. She just felt the heat, the passion, welcoming it.
Eventually she pulled away, gulping in air like she'd just surfaced from a long breath underwater. "Wow" she breath, holding onto Jack's strong shoulders. "That was..."
"Only the beginning" he told her softly. "If you want to keep going?"
"Oh, yes" She answered, eager for more. She kissed him again, but he didn't push into it. Instead he reached down to tug at her dress, waiting for her to raise her arms before lifting it off her. She gasped at the sudden exposure to her skin, gasping again as Jack placed his hands upon it to stroke her back and stomach. His touch was warm, gentle and loving, making her close her eyes in pleasure. The next thing she felt was his breath on her neck that made her shiver, before feeling his soft moist lips against it. She released a soft moan as he lightly kissed her skin, each peck sending a jolt down her spine. He hovered at her collarbone, and she felt the edge of his teeth brush against it. She exhaled sharply went he started nibbling her lightly, her hands tightening in his hair. The sensations were overwhelming, she didn't want it to end. It wasn't until she felt something poke her thigh she snapped back to reality.
Looking down she saw the bulge in Jack's jeans, and her mind went blank. For a moment she forgot what she was doing here, as Jack watched her with concern. "You okay?" he asked her, stroking her shoulder as she looked back at him. She gazed down at his crotch again, nervously reaching down to touch it. He didn't stop her as her palm pressed against it, causing him to groan briefly. She gingerly took her hand away and moved up to his belt. With a nervous glance up to his face, she began to unbuckle his jeans and push them down his waist, leaving only his boxers. She was hesitant to go any further, so he returned his lips to hers drawing her back into a kiss. She was grateful for the distraction, and how he kept his word not to pressure her. But at the same time, she wanted this to move further.
"Jack" she said, after breaking the latest make out session. "What… what comes next?" she asked nervously.
"What do you want?" he asked her politely, waiting patiently.
"I don't know" she confessed. She kept glancing down at Jack's boxers, unwilling to venture there yet. "What would…where would you like to start?"
"Wherever you're comfortable with" he said gently, pecking the tip of her nose. That made her giggle softly, before he kissed her again. Stepping back to give her a moment to ponder, she brushed her hands across his chest and biceps, before bringing them down to his hands on her sides. In all the time they'd been making out, he'd never moved them further. She wanted him to feel every inch of her, as much as she could.
So, taking hold of his hands, she guided them along her stomach and raised them up to her breasts, which he'd been avoiding until now. She held them there until he began kneading them on his own, stroking their curve as he caressed them lovingly, his fingers reaching under her bra to stroke the soft skin underneath. She moaned in the pleasure she was feeling from the motion, arching her back to bring them closer to him. He took his hands away to reach back and unclasp her bra, which she quickly pulled off to let him continue. Now her breasts were free he was able to fondle them more vigorously, flicking her hardening nipples with his thumbs. After a long minute of this pleasurable experience, Jack took it up a notch by bring his mouth down to suckle on one of them, causing Sarah to groan in surprise. Her mouth froze in a shocking "O" as he stroked her nipple with his tongue and gently pinched it with his teeth, all while his other hand massaged her other breast. After a few moments he switched sides, giving the other one the attention it craved.
Sarah moaned and mumbled as he worked, feeling a wetness beginning to form between her thighs. She knew what was happening, having gone through such a thing before watching the other girls doing their thing. She'd always retired to her room to indulge in her little fantasies in private. Except this time her fantasy was really happening. Which was why she was getting wetter the more she moaned. Oblivious to her situation, Jack moved his mouth off her tit (much to her dismay) and began making his way across her chest up to her neck once again. Wait, her mind cried out, willing him to go the other way, towards her leaking nether. He gently bit her flesh in her collar bone and she bit her lip, desperate to quell the heat between her legs. Her hands found their way to Jack's shoulders and absentmindingly attempted to push him down, which just made him pause to look up at her questionably. She couldn't say anything, instead just looked down at her panties, which had begun to grow darker from the damp. Jack glanced down, and got the message. But instead of moving down like she wanted, he rose back up to come face to face with her. She stared at him pleadingly, still trying to push his shoulders down, but he stood stubbornly before her, planting another kiss on her lips. She moaned in protest, until the touch of his hand on her own crotch silenced her.
She inhaled sharply as he stroked between her thighs, pulling his tongue deeper into her mouth as their kiss quickly intensified. Without breaking contact, Jack carefully caressed the damp underside of her underwear, feeling her fluids soaking through the fabric. Moving slowly to keep up the tension, he pulled his hand up her front away from her nether region, before carefully pushing his hand down inside her panties to touch her pulsing wet surface. The action forced Sarah to gasp out loud, ending the kiss as she instinctively thrust her hips into his hand. He calmly held her there, her pussy in his palm, as she regained her composure enough to stare back at him. He raised an eyebrow as she breathed heavily, waiting for confirmation to begin rubbing her clit. She moaned softly to his touch, her hips quivering as his fingers moved up and down, each stroke sending a shiver up her insides. He wrapped his free hand around her back to steady her and he moved his lips back to her breasts, which encouraged her to moan louder. Her legs opened wider as he increased the speed of his motion, making her pant rhythmically. He kissed her breast tenderly before returning to her lips, muffling her sounds as he carefully drew his middle finger along her clit before gently pushing it inside. She cried out into his mouth as he began to pump in and out of her, starting slow before picking up speed. After a while she opened up further, letting him sink another finger inside. Then another, and another. Then his thumb began rubbing the bud on her clit and she began to groan, and scream, all muffled by the intensity of their passionate kiss. She clung to him tightly, her nails digging into his flesh as he fingered her. She couldn't take much more. She could feel her falling towards the edge. She tried to break free but he kept their lips locked, stifling her cries. She began to hyperventilate, reaching climax. She wanted to warn him, but he was ready of it. Finally she lost it, her walls clamping down around his fingers as she came into his hand, her cries of release muffled by her lover. He slowed his thrusts, letting her ride out her orgasm until her underwear was soaked, fluids dripping down her thighs through his fingers. Only once she was done did he release her lips, letting her pant heavily.
"That was…" she muttered, struggling to breathe properly. She shook as Jack carefully pulled his hand out of her, bringing it up for them to look at. She stared at it as it glistened in the light, covered in her juices. Jack glanced down at it, before bringing it up to his mouth. Sarah watched in bewilderment as he licked his fingers clean, before pulling her into another kiss to let her taste herself on his tongue. She gulped and the taste, inadvertently swallowing some of it before she could pull away. "Gross" she muttered, wiping her mouth.
"You're not that bad" Jack chuckled, holding her in his arms. "Are you okay?"
Sarah took a moment to respond, struggling to find the words. It was the most amazing experience she'd ever felt. Like nothing she could've imagined. She gazed back into Jack's eyes, hoping they could portray what words couldn't. He smiled at her, nuzzling her nose with his, indicating he understood. She sighed in satisfaction, before once again glancing down at his boxers. The bulge still remained, and this time she was ready. It was only fair. "Your turn?" she said quietly, reaching down to stroke the bulge.
Jack looked down as her hand hovered over it, stoking her hair as he locked gazes with her. "You don't have to..." he started, but she interrupted him with a quick peck. "I want to" she told him, slipping out of his arms and back to the woolly carpet. She turned him around so he was standing against the bed, and once again ran her hands over his body. When she reached his boxers, she took a firm grasp of them and pulled them down, letting his solid member spring up to greet her. She gasped in shock at the sheer size of it, bigger than she imagined. With her gaze transfixed on the throbbing penis, she pulled his boxers down his legs to the floor, dropping to her knees in front of him. Jack casually stepped out of his underwear as he watched her gingerly reach up to touch his cock, which was rock hard after making her cum just a moment ago. She nervously wrapped her hand around it, taking in the sheer size up close, before beginning to gently stroke up its length. She watched as it pulsed in her hand, glancing up to see Jack start to breathe a little more hollowly. She smiled, wanting to please him as he had pleased her. He grunted sharply as she kissed the tip, before slowly moving down the length of the shaft to his balls, then around them and back again. All the while her hand moved up and down, massaging his cock as she teased him. When she had psyched herself up, she brought the tip back to her mouth and gave it a tentative lick. Than another. Then before she could change her mind, wrapped her lips around the head and sucked. Jack's breath caught as she suckled his cock, pulling out with an audible pop. She'd watched porn videos of girls doing this sort of thing, even seen the other girls do it sometimes, but wasn't prepared for just how it felt. Steeling her nerves, she dove back onto it and kept it there, resisting the urge to gag. Once she was confidant she wasn't going to throw up, she began bobbing up and down on him.
Fucking him with her mouth was a weird feeling, but she gave as well as she got. Her head rocked to and fro, each time pushing the cock deeper and deeper into her throat, testing the limits she could take. Thankfully her gag reflex refused to kick in, so she pushed on. Above her, she could hear Jack's breathing becoming laboured, occasionally releasing a groan that sounded suspiciously like her name. She hummed wilfully at the idea, making him moan slightly louder at the vibrations. While her mouth slid across his penis, her tongue stroked the underside playfully while her hands sought a means to keep busy. One moved down to his ball and started playing with them, massaging them in her palm. Her other hand fumbled across the carpet for a spell, running up her leg to briefly feel her soaking wet panties, before finally coming to her breast to begin caressing it, pinching the nipple and fondling her flesh. The feeling soothed her, while the cock in her mouth excited her. Soon she felt Jack's hand in her hair, gently pushing her against him. This encouraged her to go deeper, picking up her pace as she began to really deep throat him, his cock hitting the back of her throat. She couldn't do it for long, needing to pull out to grab air. Her hand came back to his shaft instantly, rubbing it firmly to keep him going. He didn't complain, so she decided to move on to the balls. No really sure what she's doing, she takes one of them into her mouth and begins to roll it around inside. From the way Jack is groaning and his hand tightening in her hair, she assumes she's doing something right and keeps at it. She goes on for a while longer, until she hears Jack muttering. "Oh my… Sarah, I'm… I'm about to…"
She takes the warning and quickly returns to his cock, bringing her mouth back down upon it. She knows what's coming, and just wanted to try it at least once (if only to see what all the fuss it about). No sooner has she got her lips around him he's grabbed her head in both his heads and shoving her onto his cock. She grunts in surprise as he forces himself deep into her, before feeling his hips shudder as he ejaculates into her throat. She feels the sticky substance shoot into her mouth, and she quickly swallows it before it chokes her. She wasn't sure what she was expecting, but she likes the taste. His grips loosens, but he continues to cum, which she laps up eagerly as she pumps his penis dry. Once she's sure he can't cum anymore, she lets his cock slip out of her mouth as she savours the remnants of his taste. Looking up at him, she grins as he slips down to his knees to join her on the carpet, where she returns the favour of letting him taste himself on her tongue. "Not bad" he comments, licking his lips. "Not as good as you were."
Sarah giggles as she puts her arms around him again. "You know just how to charm a girl, don't you" she laughs. After a moment silence, she asked him what's next. With a mischievous wink, he leans in and whispers in her ear. Her stomach flutters at the suggestion, her pussy already growing wet again. "Really?" she asked tentatively.
"Unless you'd prefer something else?" Jack casually offered. She thought about it a moment, but decided to give option one a go. Raising to their feet, Jack spun her around until she once again had her back to the bed. Leaning into another kiss, he gently pushed her back onto it. She brought herself back up onto the mattress before gently being shoved onto her back, with him falling on top of her, never once breaking the kiss. The lay there for a moment, making out passionately, until Jack slipped down her body leaving a trail of kisses. Sarah lay back as he trailed down her neck, over her breasts (teasing her with a couple of pecks around her nipples), down her belly towards her groin. He took hold of her panties and pulled them off of her, finally leaving her completely naked on the bed. She glanced down as he slowly pushed her legs apart, anticipation killing her. He looked down at her pussy as it throbbed to his touch, his fingers pressing the folds apart. Ever so slowly, he kissed the inside of her thighs, each kiss making her quiver. He continued to tease her until she was practically begging him to get on with it. He obliged, moving his lips to hers and began to suckle her. She moaned loudly, now without him there to stop her cries of pleasure as he ate her inside out.
His tongue danced around and inside her pussy as she shook and moaned against him, her hands clutching the bedsheets. Her juices began to flow freely, and he lapped them up as he went, gently rubbing her clit with his free hand as his tongue burrowed as deep as he could go within her. Her response grew more and more erratic, from gradual moaning to shrieks of pure bliss, until she could barely remember her own name. All she could feel was the pure, erotic, unadulterated pleasure. So much so she barely registered she'd orgasmed until her high ended, with her in a sweaty heap on the bed with Jack hovering over her. She didn't hesitate to pull his mouth to hers, drinking up the taste of herself in his mouth. They lay there, him on top of her, for a long, blissful moment, before she told him "I'm ready."
He looked at her, and she looked at him, and he asked her "are you sure?"
"We've come this far already" she told him. "You've made me cum twice, and they were amazing. I made you cum as well. I'm ready for this. Ready for you to go inside me. I need you inside me jack."
Jack kissed her passionately, silently agreeing. Pulling away, the two of them prepared for the main event. Jack collected a condom from the side and opened it, rolling it onto his cock as Sarah opened her legs to greet him. When they were ready, he leaned back over her, positioning his cock just outside her pussy. "We'll take it slowly" he told her. "First I'll enter, let you get used to it. If I hurt you, or you want to stop, just say so and we'll stop." He pauses to make sure he has her full attention. "I won't do anything you don't want to do. Okay?"
She nods, placing her hands on his shoulders to brace herself. Jack carefully braces against the bed, before slowly moving himself into her. The tip edges in slowly, and they both hold their breath in anticipation. When Jack gets a nod of confirmation from Sarah, he plunges deeper. He feels him penetrate the tight walls of Sarah's vagina, and she cries out from the contact. He pauses momentarily, making sure she's okay, before continuing. He feels her tight walls pressing against him, as her barrier is broken. She cringes against the pressure, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she tries to hold back the yelps. Jack pauses again when he sees tears running down her cheeks, gently asking if she wants him to stop. After a brief moment of huffing and moaning, she tells him to carry on, it's okay. They take their time, slowly entering, slowly penetrating, until he is completely inside of her. He keeps it there as she tries to control her breathing, tears falling down her cheeks from the pain and pressure. She tried to stop herself, but she was crying. She wasn't sure why. Careful not to move any deeper, Jack lowers himself to his elbows so he is nose to nose with her. "Sarah?" he asks nervously, worried he'd hurt her.
She looks up at him, relieved to see his concerned face. "I'm okay" she whispers, still trying to comprehend the feeling inside her. He doesn't push, doesn't pressure her, as he gently wipes away the tears from her cheeks. They stay there for a few minutes, silent and in hold, as Jack waits patiently for her to say something. "It's really big" is all she can manage.
"You want me to pull it out?" he asks her calmly.
"No" she tells him, looking down at the two of them. "I'm ready. I want to do this."
"Are you sure? We don't have to."
She answers him with a firm kiss on the lips, arcing her back to press her chest and hips against him, inadvertently pushing him deeper. She gasps at the movement, but nonetheless stares back at him. "I want you to fuck me" she tells him, her voice full of conviction.
Jack nods, and slowly begins to move out of her. Before he can pull out completely, he thrusts back in again, making her wince upon re-entry. After a few more thrusts she begins to moan more from pleasure than pain, rocking with his movements. They start slow, mixing the gentle rocking with a passionate make out session. As the two begin to build up momentum, the kissing is replaced by panting, then moaning, finally screaming. By the time Sarah has started screaming in pleasure, Jack's hips are pounding her so deeply his balls are slapping her arse with each thrust. Her hands cling onto Jack's hair and back as he grips the bedsheets underneath her, the bed itself creaking and rocking with their movements. He's grunting and muttering in her ear, whispering her name over and over. She's moaning so loud she can't hear him, occasionally screaming his name out loud. He thrusts deeper her harder, her pussy getting wider and wetter. His hand reaches up to pull her hair back against the mattress, forcing her to return to gazing into his eyes. Their gazes lock, and they see the lust behind each other's gaze. They grunt and moan, finally falling into another passionate embrace that has them fighting for dominance. His hips pick up even more speed, and her legs wrap around his waist, toes curling in ecstasy. Their kiss crumbles. They're reaching the end of their rope. The climax is building, and they both know it. "Cum with me" Jack whispers, and Sarah desperately accepts. He thrusts harder, faster, her hips buckling against him. They both push harder, and further, until they both finally tip over the edge, crying out in blissful climax, their shared orgasm rocking them both into space.
When they eventually come down from their high, Jack carefully rolls himself off to lay beside Sarah, removing the bloody cum soaked condom and tossing it aside. She rolls over to put an arm across his muscled chest, their sweaty skin glistening as he pulls the covers over their naked bodies. They lay there silently as the room falls quiet, their night of passion officially ended. "Are you okay?" was the first thing Jack manged to say.
Sarah smiled as she snuggled up to him. Even after an evening of mind-blowing sex, he still worries about her. "That was incredible" she told him, gazing up at him. "The best night of my life." Jack smiled, kissing the top of her head as she lay it on his shoulder like a pillow. "Thank you Jack, for being my first."
Jack smiled as he stroked her shoulder. "Thank you for asking me" he replied, holding her gently as the two of them drifted off to blissful sleep.