Chapter 12

Jennie

My heart pounds with indignation as anger surges through me. I don't know who I'm more mad at: myself or Lisa. Though right now, with her lips pressed to mine, it's hard to be anything other than stunned.

She moves in, hands landing on my waist. Pushing her tongue into my mouth, she brings me in tight against her. My breasts crush against her chest and heat floods my veins.

I'm not stunned anymore.

And I'm not pissed.

Lisa's lips are soft and full. Her kisses are hard and desperate. Together, it's a recipe for disaster. My resolve is crumbling. I should stop her now before there's nothing left.

But I don't want to stop her, not when it feels so good.

"Jennie," she pants, pressing her forehead against mine. I bring my arms up around her neck and shuffle closer, parting my legs and pushing my hips into her. Lisa has never held me like this before. We've never been so close. And she's certainly never kissed me. Being in her arms is the most familiar new feeling in the world. It doesn't make sense. All I know is I never want this to stop.

"If you don't want—"

"Shut up," I say and bring one hand down to her chest. I twist the material of her shirt in my fist and put my lips to her. Heat rushes over me, and feeling the same fervor, Lisa cups my face in her hand and kisses me. Her tongue slips past my lips, and she tips my chin up, the gesture more intimate than anything.

I melt against her, hand falling from her chest to her waist, and my fingers curl around her belt. I fumble with the buckle and Lisa breaks the kiss, stepping back only so I can undo it. I pull the leather from the buckle, heart hammering as I flick my eyes down, watching the belt fall free from the loops on her pants. I drop the belt onto the floor and grab the hem of her shirt, untucking it.

It's like Lisa can't wait any longer, and she advances, kissing me in a fury and sliding her hands down my body. She squeezes my ass and pulls me to her. Her hard cock presses against me, and I arch my back to press my pelvis into her.

Enveloping me in her arms, she gathers the material of my dress in her hand, bringing it up over my ass. She moves her lips from mine to my neck, and I run my hand over her chest, trailing my fingers along the buttons on her shirt, along the waistband of her pants, and over her cock.

She moans at my touch, kissing a trail from my neck along my collarbone. I put both hands on either side of her head, curling my fingers in her hair, and urge her mouth to my breasts.

"You are so fucking hot," she breathes, letting go of me for a brief second to widen her stance. With deft fingers, she unzips my dress with one hand and cups my face with the other. Her eyes are closed, and her heart is racing.

I pop the button on her pants, and her zipper goes down from the force of her big, hard cock protesting against the tightness of her pants. She lets out a moan when it's freed, and the top sticks out over the band of her boxers.

A bead of precum dots the tip, and I wrap my fingers around her thick shaft, using my thumb to spread her wetness down. My dress, now unzipped, hangs loosely from my shoulders. I pump my hand up and down Lisa's cock as she bends her head down, running her tongue over my earlobe. I shiver, though I'm far from cold.

She pushes one of my sleeves off my shoulder, moving her lips to my neck again. She finds a sweet spot, one that sends tingles through my body, making my pussy pulse with anticipation for her cock.

Lisa Manoban is going to fuck me.

Suddenly, I feel nervous. Too inexperienced. I'm not sure I can handle this huge cock that's in my hand. I'm no virgin, but I've never been with someone like Lisa. I want this to be good for her too.

In one swift movement, Lisa pulls my dress down, and it melts into a fabric puddle around my feet. I'm standing before her in only my bra and panties. She pulls her mouth off me, brows pushed together, and stares at me.

"Is something wrong?" I ask timidly.

"Fuck no," she growls. "You're even more beautiful than I imagined."

My heart leaps and somewhere in the back of my mind, it registers that Lisa just admitted she's imagined me naked, but that takes a backseat to my libido. And right now, Lisa needs to get inside of me.

I push her pants down, but they don't fall smoothly like my dress. Using her foot to bring then down one leg at a time, she kicks them off and pounces on me again, hands wrapping around my waist. She picks me up, and my breasts are in her face.

Wrapping my legs around her, I bend my arms and rake my fingers through her hair. Lisa walks forward and presses me up against the wall. We're right next to the window, and the lights are on. Anyone from a neighboring building can look out and see us, but right now I don't care.

If we stop, I might implode.

We kiss again before Lisa sets me down. She drops to her knees, urging my legs apart. Starting at my knee, she kisses her way up my thighs, her touch getting rougher the closer she gets to my core. I'm breathing fast, heart close to beating out of my chest. Her lips settle on my lower abdomen, right above the elastic in my black panties.

She flicks her eyes to me, a devilish look in her eye, and brings her mouth over me, warm breath a tease through the fabric of my underwear. Closing my eyes, I bring my head back and hit the wall a little too hard. Lisa hooks her fingers around either side of my panties and slowly starts to bring them down.

Oh. My. God. My knees are already weak. I don't know if I can physically stand it. My panties hit the floor and she gently lifts up one of my legs, letting my underwear slip free one foot at a time. She licks her lips and puts her mouth over my clit. I inhale sharply, eyes fluttering shut.

But then she brings her face up, kissing her way up my stomach. She gets back on her feet and slips one hand around me to unhook my bra. I'm completely naked in front of her, so overcome by desire now I forget to feel shy.

Lisa looks at me like I'm the only woman in the world. Seeing the lust in her eyes, knowing what the sight of my naked body is doing to her, gives me power. I lick my lips and bring my hand down, plunging it inside of her boxers.

She lets out a groan, standing there enjoying me jerk her off, and then grabs my wrist, pulling it away from her cock. She grits her teeth, bracing herself for the sudden stop of being pleasured, and brings my hand up over my head, and does the same with the other, holding them both with one hand, leaving her other free to continue touching me. Keeping both of my wrists locked in her grasp, she kisses me again and drops one hand down to my thighs.

She urges my legs open, running her fingertips over the tender flesh inside my thigh. With slow, deliberate movements, she brings them up closer and closer. Inch by fucking inch. My pussy is screaming. Begging. Dying to be touched. She finds my clit and sweeps her fingers over it so lightly it's the biggest tease, almost as if this is a game to her and she's seeing how long I can hold out before I shove her boxers down, take hold of her cock, and push her inside me.

If it is a game, I'm not going to win, because I can't last much longer. And if it means that monster cock thrusts inside me, I'm okay with being the loser.

"I want you," I whisper, and those three words are all it takes for Lisa to become the one unable to hold out. She brings her hand up, rubbing my clit. I press my back hard against the wall, needing the support.

Fuck, she's good with her hands. She slides a finger inside me, pressing against my G-spot and then going back to my clit. The back and forth winds me up, and it doesn't take long before I'm riding on the edge of an orgasm.

And she knows it. She fucking knows it and slows down, lightening her touch until I move my hips down, pressing myself against her. I'm right there, so close to coming. I need to come.

"Are you getting greedy, Jennie?" she groans, voice deep and throaty in my ear.

"Mhhh," I moan, tipping my head up to her. Fighting against her grip, I try to free my arms. Lisa's fingers tighten around my wrist, pressing them harder into the wall. Her lips meet mine again, but this time her kiss is slow and tender. She releases my wrists and brings her hand down to my shoulder, gently squeezing as she slides it to the back of my neck.

Though I'm still desperate for her to throw me down and fuck me hard, I can't ignore the tenderness in her touch. The way her kisses feel as natural as breathing. How well we meld together like we were made for this.

"What do you want, Jennie?" she asks gruffly, sweeping her fingers over my most sensitive parts.

"You."

"I know that." She slowly slides a finger between my folds, spreading my wetness. "What do you want me to do to you?"

"I want you to fuck me," I pant, hands settling on her arms. It would be easy to feel shy and vulnerable right now, standing here completely naked while Lisa still has most of her clothes on. I'm pinned between her body and the wall, dripping wet with her hand between my legs.

But I don't.

I bite my lip, taking in a shaky breath, and slide one hand down her chest. My fingers dance over her cock, and I watch her eyes flutter as I circle the gleaming tip for a moment. Then I grab her wrist and push her hand away.

"And if you won't, I'll have to finish myself."

Lisa's eyes widen and she looks down, lips parting as she watches me touch myself.

"You got me so hot, Lisa," I moan. "I need to come."

"Holy shit, Jennie," she breathes.

"What?" I ask innocently. "Jealous?"

"That is not what I am right now."

"Lisa," I start, rubbing my fingers over my clit. I let out a moan. "Take your shirt off."

Not taking her eyes off me, she starts to unbutton her shirt, giving up halfway through and rips it off. She pulls her white undershirt over her head, then dives forward, moving my arms so she can pick me up. I fasten my legs around her, holding onto her neck as she carries me into my bedroom.

It's dark in here, but enough light spills in from the living room to illuminate her face. She lays me down, moving overtop. I bend my legs up, feeling her hardness press into me, and tug at the elastic in her boxers. Ignoring my attempts to strip her bare, Lisa moves down and parts my legs.

I gasp when her tongue lashes out against me. There's no hesitation. No teasing with a light touch. Not this time.

Lisa slides her hands under my ass and lifts me up just a bit, bringing my pussy to her mouth. She's not only good with her hands, but her tongue is magic as well. And right now, it's flicking my clit with fury. I flatten my hands on the bed, only to grab the comforter and twist it in my grip.

Setting me back down on the bed, Lisa throws my legs over her shoulders. I cross my ankles and steal a look down, watching her eat me out. She flicks her eyes up at the same time, and being caught watching turns me on even more.

She kisses and sucks between licking, and I'm right back to where I was not long ago. My muscles tighten and I twist the blankets tighter in my hand. Lisa slides one finger into my pussy, going right for my G-spot again. She lightly presses against it, and that's all it takes for me to come.

The orgasm hits me hard, rolling through me and making every nerve in my body come alive. I cry out, moaning loudly. Lisa doesn't let up, doesn't stop. She keeps her mouth on me, feeling my pussy spasm around her finger. It's almost too much and I squirm against her, pushing her away.

Ignoring me, Lisa keeps finger fucking me as she works her tongue, and another orgasm hits me as soon as the other ends. They blend together, and my ears ring and my heart beats so fast I think it might explode. No one has ever made me come like this. Hell, no one has even come close. The things Lisa's doing to me…the way she knows exactly where to touch me to bring me the most pleasure possible…it's like she has an advanced degree in my body, knowing me better than I know myself.

I'm writhing with an overload of pleasure, heart racing and chest rapidly rising and falling as I try to catch my breath. Lisa gently pulls away, wipes her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Breathe, Jennie," she whispers and lies next to me, wrapping her arms around my body. Unable to speak, I just nod and wait for the feeling to come back to my fingers before rolling over and cupping her face.

"Okay," I pant. "You can leave now."

"Funny."

"I'm serious. You have to get up early."

Her hand lands on my stomach, fingers inching down to my core. "Are you sure you want me to leave?"

"Fuck no." I grab her arms and tug her onto me, spreading my legs. Still breathing hard, I push her boxers down and wrap my hand around her large cock. Lisa sits up a bit, removing her boxers, and I push myself up on my elbows, wanting to take a look at the dick that's about to destroy me.

"Good Lord," I whisper, not meaning to say it out loud. I'm not one to describe a penis as beautiful, but that thing is pretty. Pretty, and big. I bring my hand up to my chest and lick my lips. Lisa smirks and moves back on me, falling between my legs. The tip of her cock rubs against me, and I shudder in pleasure.

"Fuck, you're so wet," she groans, rubbing her cock against me again.

"I'm wet because you made me." I buck my hips and Lisa lets out a breath.

"I don't think I can hold out much longer," she admits, burying her face in my neck. "I'm going to fuck you now, Jennie," she tells me, but it's more like a warning for what's to come.

I bend my legs up and widen my thighs. Lisa reaches down, taking hold of her massive cock, lining it up with my core. She brings her head down, lips pressing against mine, and slowly enters me.

I'm not sure all of her will fit inside me. I've never been with a man this large, and never one this skilled. Dragging my nails down her back, I grab her ass. She lowers herself onto her elbows, squishing my breasts against her chest. She thrusts in and out, cock rubbing against my inner walls. Her pace is slow, and I think it's for her benefit as much as mine.

She doesn't want to come yet.

I'm still reeling from the double orgasm she gave me.

We both want this to last. I bring one hand to her face, tipping it toward me so I can kiss her. She fucks me slow as we make-out until my breathing quickens, and I turn my head to the side, mouth falling open as another climax starts to slowly build.

Lisa drops her head down, groaning. She's close to coming too. I angle my hips up, and the tip of her cock hits my G-spot again. And again. I slide my hands over her back, skin hot and sweaty, and bring one leg up, hooking it around her.

Suddenly, Lisa sits up, moving to her knees. She grabs my leg and holds it up in the air, pounding her cock into me. She rubs my clit with her other hand. Her eyes fall shut and she slows down, and I know she's doing everything she can to keep from coming until I do again.

Reaching down, I put my hand over her, feeling her touch me. My pussy contracts and a moan escapes my lips. No sooner, Lisa pitches forward, cock pulsing as she comes. She lets go of my leg and moves back on top of me, cock still buried deep inside. My inner walls spasm around her, and I bring my arms up, hands landing on either side of her face.

We're both panting. Both unable to move or form a coherent sentence. She rests her forehead against mine, and we stay like that for a while. Then she slowly pulls out and lies by my side, snaking her arm around my waist and curling her body around mine. I roll toward her, not caring about the mess left on the bed, and snuggle in closer.

Lisa presses her lips to my forehead, and reaches down, grabbing the pink fuzzy blanket I have folded at the foot of my bed. She covers us up, wraps her arms tightly around me, and I feel like I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be.