Characters belong to Stephanie Meyer

Rated M for Mature

Lemons Story for entertainment only

Graphic Sex, Language & basically kinky

Main Characters: Jacob & Bella

Chapter 5

Jacob's Fantasy

I cried for two days when Edward left. On the evening of the second day, about six pm, Jacob came to me. I was curled up on the bed.

"How are you?" He asked me.

"Fine." I said.

"Can I do anything for you?" He mumbled and looked at me, slowly shuffling out of the room.

"Jacob." I called softly. He came back and stood in the doorway. "Come here, please." I whispered. He did. He stood at the edge of the bed. I got up and kneeled on the bed and kissed him passionately. I wrapped my arms around his neck; our lips were sweetly touching each other over and over. Our tongues touched then pulled back. It was tender and sweet.

"I missed you." He said. Tears welled up in his eyes and I pulled him into my arms and sat back on the bed with him on my lap.

"I love you." I whispered.

"I was wondering..." He said.

"I love you." I said. "Tell me your fantasy."

He turned away from me.

"Jacob. Tell me." I said.

"I can't"

"Yes." I said.

"No." He said.

I threw a pillow at him. "Get out." I flopped on the bed and sniffled. I was tired of crying and anger was the next emotion that overwhelmed me. It was ridiculous. After everything he was going to be embarrassed?

"Hey." He said, mockingly hurt.

"Edward would tell me." I said. I regretted my words instantly.

"Fuck You! Fuck you!" Jacob screamed, tears falling. "You think you are the only one who hurts? Do you? Well you can't fuck Edward, and now you can't fuck me either!" Jacob spat running out. I ran after him.

"Jacob for Christ sake I love you!" I screamed after him. He ran faster though. He went inside the house. I followed. I ran to his bedroom. He wasn't there. I was crying hard, sobbing ridiculously. I ran from room to room, but I couldn't find him anywhere. I was frantic when twenty minutes had passed.

I ran to the phone in the kitchen and called Edward. I only got a recorded message. His voice made me cry harder.

"Edward, Edward." I sobbed. Trying to stop. ""I wish you were there. I'm sorry. Jacob and I just got into a huge fight. He hates me. Edward!" I just started sobbing into the phone hysterically. "I love you. I miss you."

Suddenly Jacob was there. He took the phone from my hands.

"Everything will be okay Edward. Call us." Jacob said and hung it up. He fell into my lap and put his arms around me. I held him tight. We were both exhausted.

"I'm sorry." Jacob kissed me. "I love you. I'm sorry.

"I love you too." I said.

He pulled me into his bedroom, and we curled up together and slept.

Morning came, and I was stiff, still in my clothes. Jacob was not there. I smelled coffee. There was a fresh warm cup next to a letter. I opened it.

I couldn't say it…

I'm kind of embarrassed...

You might think I am a freak.

My day wasn't so hot yesterday.

Okay, so I can write it down.

Tie me up and fuck me.

What do you think?

J

I walked downstairs. Jacob was in the sitting-room drinking coffee, waiting nervously patient for my answer. I sat next to him. Did he really think anything I wouldn't try just about anything? We were clearly the horniest people on Earth. This was not a normal relationship between people.

"Before I say yes..." Jacob breathed heavily.

"Of course Jacob. You made my fantasy come true. I'll do anything for you." I smiled and kissed his lips. He smiled back.

"Come here." He said, pulling me to him. He kissed me softly. "We have the whole day." Jacob smiled. I kissed him.

I stood up then leaned forward and kissed him, passionately, pressing his lips roughly.

"Come." I said, grabbing his hand and a throw blanket. I pulled him outside. We walked a little into the forest. I set out the blanket and told him to sit. He did. Knees bent, arms back, supporting him. He stared at me with hungry and passionate eyes.

I leaned in, my body forcing his legs to spread. I kissed his lips softly. I was in his mouth, kissing and licking his soft tongue. I licked his mouth, sucking on his lower lip. He fell back. I fell on top of him, pressing my breasts against him, still kissed him. Lying in between his legs. I rocked against his pelvis gently.

He reached down into his sweat pants. I knew he was touching his penis. I pulled my panties off. I was only wearing my night shirt as I just noticed. I pulled Jacobs pants and boxers down together. I sat upon him, letting his penis slowly fill me inside. With my knees on either side of him, I gently bounced. His eyes shut. I could feel the muscles in his thighs constricting. His butt jerked, he fucked me. I fucked him. His penis smoothing through the lips of my pussy.

He reached up and rubbed the silk of my top over my tits. He sat up and placed his mouth on my nipple, licking through the fabric. He suckled me and bit me. Then he pushed me off of him. He maneuvered me so that I was on all fours. He came up behind me and pressed his cock to my ass. He pressed softly. Slowly.

Then, he thrust into my ass with sudden bursts. He pressed hard and fast. His rhythm was rough but I loved it. I felt my orgasm coming. I moaned.

"Jacob, oh Jacob. You fuck me. I love your penis, your cock, your fierceness." I came as I spoke. Jacob moaned, pushing harder and faster. He spasmed, he thrust, hardness, hotness, streams of cum shot into me. He came and collapsed, we fell to the ground, breathing hard.

Edward had once bought me leather bondage stuff. We never used it. It wasn't quite us. Today was a good day to try it out. I was dressed in a leather suit that had the crotch and the tits cut out. I went into the bedroom where Jacob was reading. I grabbed his arms and handcuffed each arm to a bedpost. He wasn't wearing a shirt, but I had to remove his pants before tying his legs spread eagle at the lower bedposts. He couldn't get free.

"Lick me." I said, crawling up and putting my slit in his face. He licked my pussy, he had no choice. I rubbed it up and down his mouth, making his face wet. I rubbed my tits together. His tongue lapped at my clit and my hole. He fucked me with his tongue until I moved. I slipped my pussy down his chest, leaving a wet streak. I went to his mouth and kissed him.

I kissed him so that he couldn't speak. I let my pussy slip lower. I stopped, hovering above his penis. I let his hardness slip into me. His hardness rubbed against my insides. I continued to pleasure myself against his throbbing meat until I felt wetness trickling down my thigh. I wasn't ready to cum so I had to stop.

I grabbed his penis. Hard. I pulled, jacking him off slowly. I played with his balls. Slapping them up and down. I leaned down and kissed his penis all over. I kissed the tip, then the head. I kissed it up and down the shaft. I didn't suck it. I wasn't so gentle. He didn't complain.

I turned, and crawled up. He could only see me from behind. I felt his cock at the entrance of my vagina. I let him slip inside, as I rode him. Up and down. My clit throbbed. I touched it gently. I fucked him harder and faster. I could hear the bed hitting the wall. Thank goodness he had no headboard. I never noticed that before.

"Cum on me baby." Jacob said. I did. I screamed his name. He screamed mine. I untied him and we curled up together and held each other for a few hours.

The next day was normal, until about 11 p.m. Jacob told me what he wanted. He was getting braver. Maybe he was taking advantage of me. I think I wanted to be taken advantage of…

"I want to fuck you in public. The bus. It's late, few passengers." He grabbed my hand and pulled me out the door.

I followed him; we went to the bus stop. I wonder how long he'd planned this. Once we were picked up, we went strait to the back. One old man sat in the front and chatted quietly with the bus driver. My nipples were hard, I leaned into Jacob's body, and his hand grasping my breast, his thumb massaged my nipple through the T-shirt.

He lifted my T-shirt, grabbed my tit with his hand, and brought his mouth to the nipple. The bus bounced and my clit throbbed. I was already hot. His head was to my chest. If the bus driver glanced back he might be curious, but could see virtually nothing.

Jacob's hand slipped up in between the skirt he'd casually asked me to wear earlier. His hands moved the crotch lining of my underwear. He grabbed my pussy lips, massaging my twat. His middle finger slipping inside and out. I leaned back, breathing hard, quietly. I thrust my vagina against his hand. He inserted a second finger.

Jacob came back to my mouth, kissing it with his baby soft lips. Moving his mouth over mine, his tongue teasing my tongue. In and out. His hand that was inside me, came to my tit, squeezing. He continued kissing me.

He pulled back and looked into my eyes. He unzipped his pants enough to pull out his monster cock. His ass was covered. I leaned down. He placed his cock within my lips. He slowly sipped it inside my mouth, pressing in then pulling out. He braced himself against the back of the chair behind me.

"Oh my God." I heard from the front of the bus. Jacob was pounding his cock into my mouth. Then he stopped and pulled the bell. He put his cock away; the bus came to a halt. I was confused. In fact, I was kind of freaked out.

"Jacob?" I asked, wiping my mouth. I smiled at the men who watched us with beady little eyes. When the doors open, Jacob grabbed my hand and pulled me with him I followed Jacob onto the street, we walked a short ways and into a small door. He gave a little old man tickets. They were promptly torn in half and handed back. I followed Jacob, to what turned out to be a mini little theater, tiny in fact. A large screen. Like a huge jumbo screen TV. Two seats side by side. Weird. I never would have expected this to exist.

Jacob sat me on the chair, and hooked my feet on the ledge in front of us; they were spread sufficiently to raise my skirt. He sat next to me. The screen was filled with titles, quickly turning into a porno. Clamps grabbed my shoes so I couldn't close my legs. Jacob reached over and grabbed my hand. I watched the screen. I wasn't quite sure what was going on but Jacob was calmly excited.

The picture revealed a classroom full of teenagers. One girl was particularly beautiful. A brunet. Her hand was sliding down her skirt, to the hem, and up inside her vagina. Her fingers rubbed her slick wet slit. Her eyes piercing her teacher. She was wearing no underwear as we could see. Her finger went in and touched her clit, gently and softly. The teacher spoke poetry. Her fingers stayed inside her vaginal lips, until she rocked softly and liquid spilled out onto her hand and the seat. She took her hand out of between her legs, wiped them off on her skirt, and crossed her legs.

I felt my own pussy fill with juices. I twisted, hoping to cause friction to my swollen clit. Jacob released his hand from mine and brought his fingers to my pussy. They danced between my thighs and slipped inside and out. Rarely touching my burning clit. I tried to force him to touch me more, but he didn't.

The bell rang, class was over. "Audrey, can you stay?" The teacher said. He walked to her seat where she stayed seated. The class emptied. "Stand Up." He said, standing a bit behind her chair. She stood and revealed the stringy wetness. The teacher was fast. He threw the chair out of the way, lifted the girl's skirt, and forced her to bend over her desk, legs spread. He undid his pants in record speed, pulled out the longest penis I'd ever seen, and thrust it into her pussy. He slammed his cock into her, pulling out, slamming back in. He'd pound quicker and harder, faster and faster.

"Oh oh oh..." I moaned with the girl. Jacob had crawled around and gotten his head in between my legs. They spread further, His tongue touched my clit. It was hot and hard. He swung his tongue and batted it. Licking from the bottom up. Sucking each pussy lip. I grabbed the side of the chair hard. I watched.

The teacher came, and the girl came. He pulled her skirt down and patted her ass. She smiled and dashed away. He zipped up, grabbed his stuff and left the school. We follow him to his car. He gets in and drives off. The scene changes.

Jacob stopped licking my throbbing burning sticky cunt. He crawled to my mouth and kissed me, hard. His tongue danced in my mouth. I looked back at the screen.

A beautiful doctor stands next to his patient who is sitting on the examining table. He coaxes her to lye back. She is smiling a wicked smile. I know that it's only a matter of time before he fucks her. He put's her legs in stirrups, as if he's examining her.

Jacob got up and stood in front of me. He leaned in forwards and filled my cunt with his meat. I put my hands on his waist. The good doctor is positioning his own penis so that he can shove his meat into her. Jacob shoved into me.

"Ohhh" I moaned. His penis filling my cunt. He pulled out and pressed deep. He followed the rhythm of the doctor. Filling my twat with his club. His hips kept the methodical fucking. I felt the sweetness running out of my hole.

The doctor made his patient cum. Jacob fucked me until I came. Then he kissed me, and new films began...

I can say… I wasn't thinking about being sad over Edward.

Authors Request: So, by now… if you are still reading, I have no fear of concerning you with the content. What I would like to know (as well as if you enjoy it) if it is easy to read or needs better spacing… of if it irrelevant. Thanks.