Jess endured a fairly quiet supper with Schmidt, lost in her own thoughts for most of it. While distractedly chewing her food, she realized she couldn't even ask Schmidt if this was normal, if he knew if other guys did this, because he would totally pick up that something had caused her to ask about such a weird scenario. I need guy friends who aren't my roommates, and not friends with these guys! Jess thought.
Jess decided that she'd reward herself with the story after she finished writing her next assignment instructions for her students (the file she'd foolishly started on Nick's computer - never again!). It's around 10pm and after she's poked her head out the door to ensure she's alone, she locks her door and opens the file. Skipping past what she's already read, she picks up the story on the second page.
"I'm putty in your hands, girl," Pepperwood stated evenly to his assistant, who was eagerly stroking his prominent erection through his pants. He was surprised at her sexual attention. Unbeknownst to him though, Jessica Night had been fighting her attraction to the zombie detective for months, maybe even years. Her fantasies about him had grown all-consuming to the point that she had to act and she had to act fast. The desire was making her crazy. When he'd sent her home earlier in the afternoon, she realized all she could think about was him whether they were apart or together, and she knew tonight was the night she had to have him. The others could no longer compare. She just had to know what he felt like inside her tight pussy.
Whoa, Jess looked away from the screen again briefly. So it's definitely me, and it's definitely going to get dirty. Subconsciously, her right hand slipped down between her shorts and her panties, and without even being completely aware of it, she absentmindedly started stroking her clit through her underwear as she read on. The pad of her finger traced up and down over the fabric, feeling the warmth of her arousal.
Sexy Jessica Night looked Julius straight in the eyes for the first time all night. Her bright blue eyes lined with black looked so hot and sensual. Her inviting red lips trembled slightly while she continued running a hand up and down his cock. Her other hand reached out and unfastened his belt, then undid the button and pulled down the zipper. His cock pushed out into this newly created space. She wasn't just teasing. Jessica Night, classy lady, was about to touch his dick! Pepperwood, although a smooth operator, was extremely excited about breaking this taboo with his own sidekick. Worried that he would say or do something to mess it up, he didn't speak, didn't move. He especially liked that she hadn't asked him if it was okay, didn't ask him if he wanted to do any of this. Somehow she knew Julius was hot to trot, and she was going to take what she wanted.
Jessica slid off the desk and stepped towards him. She leaned a smooth, exposed thigh into his erection and trailed her hand up, stopping her circular rubbing she'd been doing for what felt like forever, but not breaking contact now that her warm thigh was in place, so dangerously close. She peeled off her tight black sweater with a swift motion, and then leaned forward to pull Nick's pants and boxers completely off, sliding them over his ass and then pulling them down in the front until they hit the floor.
His dame hit the floor too.
Jess leaned back in her chair, realizing she was now touching herself to Nick's story. He had slipped up and called himself Nick instead of Julius. Knowing now that it was him who felt this way and that this wasn't just a writing exercise turned her on even more. She was applying a little bit of pressure to her clit, and after she scrolled to reveal a whole new page, she moved her left hand up to her breast and started feeling herself, imagining what Nick would feel, and how hard his cock would grow at the sight of her tits.
Reading on, she realized what a gift this invasive story was. If she ever wanted to make Nick cum hard, she would know exactly what he thought about.
Gorgeous Jess Night was now looking up at him from the floor. Her blue eyes looked so innocent, but the dark eyelashes suggested she knew how to make men beg for release. Her hair tumbled down around her shoulders, slender yet strong. She was deliberately meeting his eye when she slipped her tongue out from between her lips, and slowly ran it over her plump, sensuous lips. She was so horny that even her own tongue on her lips felt good, anticipating the head of Julius's cock running along her lips soon. Reaching down between her legs, she started stroking her own slit while looking up at him. He wanted to groan, he wanted to fuck her right there, but she looked like she had a plan and he wanted even more to know what that was.
Her lips full and moist, she reached out with her left hand and stroked Julius's naked cock. It was so hard she could see a vein bulging on the side, but other than that it was smooth. She couldn't wait to have it all inside her, so she slid her lips over the head and took him as deep as she could, her lips now brushing against his pubes. His full dick was all she'd ever wanted, and it filled her mouth. Mmmmm she moaned, causing his balls to tighten up. He thought he might cum any second and he fought for control.
Real-life Jess was rubbing herself more furiously now at the thought of Nick being so turned on. Her panties were wet now with her juices, and while vigorously rubbing her left nipple, she started fingering herself. Her small, delicate finger pierced the hot wetness of her cunt, in and out, and she imagined it was the much larger, harder, warmer penis of Nick Miller.
Outside, Nick returned early from his shift and was taken aback by the quietness of the loft. Thankful for a night to himself, he walked to his room, but paused when he heard moans. A slow smile spread over his face. Stopping in front of Jess's door, he could hear clothing rustling but heard no other presence. But he definitely heard the sounds of a woman confidently satisfying herself.
He turned his head, wondering what had happened that would get Jess so horny she had to get herself off. As much as he would love to enter her room and get her all the way there with his tongue, his head between her thighs, it seemed much safer to quietly continue on to his own room. A large part of him (really large, wink wink) wanted to eavesdrop until he heard her cum, but he knew himself enough to know that if he overheard that, it would torture him. He'd definitely be liable to break down the door and try to join in. That, or she'd likely hear him sneaking away once she stopped..whatever noises Jess made during orgasm.
Sighing to himself, he quietly opened his door and laid on his bed. Without even really thinking about it he unzipped his pants. Nick lazily stroked his cock, thinking of her, too tired to put much thought into elaborate Pepperwood & Night scenarios, his new favourite fantasy. Besides, for tonight he could have a new real life fantasy. She was 20 feet away touching herself, bringing herself to orgasm. Horny and sexy enough to have to cum tonight, alone.
I wonder who she's thinking about… I wonder if she's watching porn - what kind? - or if she uses a vibrator? At the thought of Jess with a really big dildo, Nick almost laughed and went back to imagining her lying in her bed, just touching herself with her own hands, imagining him fucking her. That's what he'd like to think anyway. His hand tightened on his erection and he fell into his natural habit of stroking up and down quickly just under the rim of his dick. It wasn't long until he had turned his head and was groaning into his sheets as a hot length of cum shot from his cock.
Mmm, he thought, satisfied, once his thoughts came back to earth. In his post-orgasm haze he wondered when he would ever stop fantasizing about her. It was always her, these days, either real her or his fictional sidekick. He didn't feel quite so bad when it was Jessica Night. He did dirtier things to her. He happily indulged his fantasy that she was not so far away, imagining him doing those dirty things to her.. or maybe imagining herself doing things to him.
Across the hall, Jess was trying hard now not to cum before finishing the story. She didn't know how much she'd care to read it once she'd finished. In the story, fictional Jess gave "Julius Pepperwood" a very long, detailed blow job. Her pussy was tight now though and aching for her body to let her orgasm. She read on.
She explored every area, sucking his extremely hard dick. Though fighting for control and still uncertain despite her obvious lust for him, Julius eventually allowed himself to express some pleasure at the situation, groaning gruffly as Jess stroked his balls with her thumb. While she enthusiastically took him deeper into her throat and faster, and as the head of his cock swelled filling her throat even more, he pulled her long hair between his hands. Jess Night was extremely turned on by Julius's huge, glistening dick, and by blowing him. She had been touching herself the whole time she tended to him, now sucking him with just her mouth and feeling her own breasts through her bright blue bra. His assistant's left hand continued to fondle her own breasts as she reached her right hand out between Pepperwood's legs, stroking his inner thighs while she continued to lick his cock hands-free. He shuddered at her touch. His cock was so hard that it just stuck straight out from his body, barely moving while she plunged it into and out of her mouth. As Julius's cock jerked with arousal, Jess finally let herself cum from her own touch.
But she didn't want him to get off like this. As much as she had craved his dick in her mouth, she craved other things too. Without warning, less than a second after finishing her orgasm and the primal cries that came with it, Jess stood up and kissed Julius's neck, interrupting her own kiss with short but firm bites. She bit him all over, his chest, his nipples, his shoulders, his lips, his earlobes, while he slowly pumped his own dick. Her hair trailed over his skin as she nipped at different areas of his body, taking his arousal to an incredible new height.
When Jess looked down and saw Julius's own rough hand choking around his hot, glistening cock, she moaned. She couldn't look away. Backing up a few steps, she sat her ass back down on the edge of the desk, staring at Julius and watching his movements, transfixed. She looked incredible. Her chest had flushed after her own orgasm, and her nipples were peeking out, hard, over her blue bra. Apart from that her skin was flawless and pale. Her stomach looked irresistible to Julius, especially her tiny belly button, before the mysteries of the rest of her body were covered by her short black pleated skirt.
Groaning, he could handle her beauty and seduction no more. He stepped up in front of her, taking control, causing her to lean back slightly. Pepperwood raised a knee up on the desk while standing with his other leg on the floor, half straddling her, which forced her to lean back even further. Reaching down with his left hand, he ran a single strong finger up her, naked under her skirt. He stroked her from tight asshole to clit, making sure to dip his finger in her cunt hard as he traced this line, over and over again. Jess writhed into his hand and stared wide-eyed at his cock, being pumped so hard right in front of her. She was so turned on that this time when his finger pushed into her, her pussy walls tightened and she started to come. He slipped another finger inside and curled his fingers up, stroking her inside while she came so hard. Just as she was coming down after the last waves of an extended orgasm, his balls tightened up and with a satisfied moan he shot his hot sticky load all over her torso, making sure to hit as much of her beautiful stomach as possible. It hadn't been her plan - she'd wanted to fuck him hard on the desk. But as soon as his hot cum hit her skin, she realized she would have a new fantasy. She wanted Pepperwood's juices everywhere.
Barely able to read this last paragraph through her arousal Jess finally allowed herself, the reader, to cum. She couldn't stop thinking about how turned on Nick must've been when he wrote this. It was kind of sweet. Closing the file, and her computer, she tried to put it out of her mind while she slept, unaware that Nick had even come home.