A Life on the Edge

[ericrodman101]

IC: Ethan Kang

So Jade chose his shirt, undoing his buttons slowly, deliberately, before opening it wide to display his chest, then disrobing him entirely. He could tell she liked what she saw.

Who was this woman? The apartment said crazy rich. Or well looked after. Jade was how old? Six years older than he was? Maybe eight? Ethan couldn't tell. He was never any good at guessing ages. And did it matter when they were undressing each other?

"Now you do one of mine," she said, arching her back against the wall. He wanted to say bra just to be cheeky as her underwear was beneath at least two other layers. And he wanted to hurry, just a little, although worried about ruining the mood. It was Jade's place. He was Jade's pick up. She was highly desirable. They were going to fuck. He just had to let things take their course.

"Mmmm," he said. "How about...."

Ethan took hold of her leather jacket, gently spinning her round so he could slide it down her arms and off from behind. It was an expensive jacket and he caught it before it dropped onto the floor, hanging it over the nearest chair. She stood before him, flexing slowly, waiting for another move from him, he wondered?

"And the Tshirt," Ethan said, "so I'm not at such a disadvantage."

Jade lifted her arms to assist him as he drew it up over her head. Her back was stunning. Toned and lean, softly narrowing to her waist. He'd undressed women before, but not often. Women. Men. Ethan wondered when and if he should tell her about his experience, what little he had, but of both sexes. Afterwards. Yeah. He knew he talked too much. It was a defence mechanism. Fill the silences with nervous prattle. Not now. Later, Ethan, later, he willed.

Jade's bra was too available to avoid. He placed his fingers against the clasp, letting the tips brush her bare flesh.

"Shall I?" he whispered.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Jade McAllister

She spread her arms out and arched her back. She still had her leather jacket, her T-shirt, and her bra on, but she presented them for him with a playful wink, "Now you do one of mine."

His lips pursed in thought adorablely for a moment before murmuring to her, "Mmmm...how about..."

She gasped as he reached out and led her to turn around until she was facing the wall. His hands grabbed hold of her jacket and pulled it over her shoulders and down her arms. She noted with some surprise when he caught it before joining his shirt and her scarf scattered around them on her floor. She gave him some major points of respect when he treated the expensive leather jacket and hanging it on one of the backs of the chairs at her kitchen island.

She stood still facing away from him flexing slowly. Head turned to regard her barechested one-night-stand over her shoulder. Curious if he would do any more or would he consider taking off the jacket enough for now. "What now, studly?"

"And the T-shirt," He replied, "so I'm not at such a disadvantage."

"Attaboy," She laughed good naturedly. She raised her hands to give him the oppurtunity to pull the T-shirt off of her. She felt his hands pull up the hem of it up. She had a lithe figure the flowed from shoulders to hips like an hourglass, and her back a canvas for her favorite tattoo artists work. She could feel his eyes like fingers rush over her skin and then she jumped a little when she felt his fingers at the clasp of her lacy bra.

"Shall I?" His whisper into her ear sent ripples of electricity down her spine to her quickly growing impatient pussy.

She pulled her long brunette hair over her shoulder, "Only if you promise me something, Ethan Kang. I want a good fun and easy fuck today." She looked over her shoulder and into his eyes sincerely adding, "So don't do something dumb and spoil this for the both of us. deal?"

 

[ericrodman101]

IC: Ethan Kang

The sight of Jade's tattooed back almost took Ethan's breath away. The drawings were vivid and complex. Jade was obviously serious about tattoos, and not afraid to spend money getting them done properly. Ethan's experience of tattoos was mostly of the 'drunk Spring break' style. His friends returned from Cancun and Cabo San Lucas and other places with tattoos proclaiming their new loves, mostly with instant regret as their new loves moved on, or rejected them, or at best simply went home without leaving their phone numbers. Had he been tempted to get a tattoo? Sure. But he'd never crossed the line or felt confident or seen a design which spoke to him. Maybe Jade might be able to lead him somewhere.

And of course, the notion that Jade was serious about tattoos was simply a reflection of how serious she was about other things. Her apartment was as seriously stylish as her tattoos, and just as expensive, Ethan figured. Like her clothes, he thought, fiddling with the clasp of her bra. The undergarment was light and lacy, silky to his touch, just another sign of how well-heeled or well looked after Jade was.

She pulled her long hair over her shoulder and asked him to promise her something. "I want a good fun and easy fuck today," she said, then looked into his eyes. "So don't do something dumb and spoil this for the both of us. Deal?"

A good fun and easy fuck. Sure. But something dumb? Fuck! Now Ethan felt self conscious. Was he a good fun and easy fuck? What did that even mean? He so wanted to fuck this woman. To fuck Jade. He so wanted not to disappoint her, especially as he had no doubt she wouldn't disappoint him. But her words were a challenge. They put him on notice. He was the guy and back home in the 'burbs, the girls fucked, but the guys took the lead. Jade didn't seem like a follower kind of girl in any way. She'd made the moves, she'd picked him up, she'd invited him to follow her to the bathroom, she'd led him home, she'd made all the double entendres in the elevator in front of the old lady, she'd encouraged him to undress her. He was ready to go wherever she wanted to lead, and just hoped he was up to the challenge.

"Deal," Ethan said.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Jade McAllister

She pulled her long brunette hair over her shoulder, "Only if you promise me something, Ethan Kang. I want a good fun and easy fuck today." She looked over her shoulder and into his eyes sincerely adding, "So don't do something dumb and spoil this for the both of us. deal?"

She liked that he took a second to consider the question before answering. "Deal."

She smiled bright and wide at his response. "Attaboy!"

She turned to face him again lowering the bra down her arms. She dropped it on top of her T-shirt and scarf on the ground and came up close to him again. She had a little Celtic cross tattooed between her full C-cup breasts pointing down to her belly button. On the swell of her breasts was a winding and intricate filigree curling around the sides presenting two pierced nipples at their crests.

She held out her hands. "Give me your hands, Ethan." Then she guided his hands to her breasts. "I've never met a man alive that didn't want to do this the moment they saw these."

"Be gentle with the girls, you can play rough with them after you become better acquainted with them first." She let him fondle her breasts as her own hands reached down to the front of his jeans and set to work. "I'm glad you agreed Ethan. I recently went through a nasty break-up and am so not ready for anything more than a quick fuck with no pressure or strings attached."

Deft fingers released the snap of his jeans and with a shove his pants made a puddle around his ankles. Now he was only in his underwear. The tent his cock was making in them still apparent. Her hand returned to reacquaint herself with it. "Yummy, yummy."

 

[ericrodman101]

IC: Ethan Kang

Jade's tattooed front was even more vivid and alluring than her back. He was captivated by the Celtic cross between her breasts and the way it drew his eyes down to her navel and beyond. A cross seemed so sacrilegious. He wasn't religious in any way, but his parents were worshippers and he'd been brought up with all the outward fervor which a mingling of American and Korean Christianity could produce. The religious iconography and the way it looked like a signpost pointing the way to her cunt made Ethan almost dizzy with lust, like watching one of those crazy pornos where virgins were violated on alters and demons fucked choir girls.

But it was the curling patterns which highlighted Jade's pierced nipples on which his attention settled. She took his hands and attached them to her breasts, insisting he be gentle, but promising he could be rougher later, after getting acquainted. Rougher? Getting acquainted? What the fuck? His mind raced through a range of possibilities and positions and practices. What did this woman want? A good fun and easy fuck, she said. All fucking was fun, he thought. Easy? Maybe. He so hoped fucking Jade would be easy because he had no doubt it would be fun. If anything, the idea that he might cum too quickly in the company of such a libertine started to nag away in the back of his brain. Still, he knew just enough about pleasuring a woman to know there was lots he could still do if he did cum prematurely. Not that the things which came to mind were all things he'd done, but hey, a good fun and easy fuck was a learning opportunity.

Ethan fondled her breasts, kneading them gently as she'd asked, feeling her skin and flesh, touching the piercings, cool and metallic, trying to sense her reactions to indicate he was doing it right, and trying not to be distracted by her fingers on his flies against his bulging cock.

His jeans fell to the ground and he stood before her, fingers palping Jade's breasts, his cock straining inside his underwear, under her searching hand. He heard her mention a nasty breakup, but not the detail. So much was going on in his head, let alone his cock which threatened to explode before anything had happened he could describe as sex.

"Take me slowly," he said. "Fun and easy and slow."

 

[Veroe]

IC: Jade McAllister

"Be gentle with the girls, you can play rough with them after you become better acquainted with them first." She let him fondle her breasts as her own hands reached down to the front of his jeans and set to work. "I'm glad you agreed Ethan. I recently went through a nasty break-up and am so not ready for anything more than a quick fuck with no pressure or strings attached."

Deft fingers released the snap of his jeans and with a shove his pants made a puddle around his ankles. Now he was only in his underwear. The tent his cock was making in them still apparent. Her hand returned to reacquaint herself with it. "Yummy, yummy."

His hands were thankfully very gentle with her girls. Like a man examining priceless and precious artifacts. Giving them both a tentative squeeze and fondle, rolling the nipples under a fingertip. The look in his eyes were contemplative as he considered what she had said, but his hands were fairly active on her breasts.

"Take me slowly." Came his reply.

She smiled to him agreeing. "Yeah, nice and slow." Her hand gave a reassuring squeeze of the tent in his underwear to punctuate the point.

He continued, "Fun and easy and slow."

She nodded to that. "Yeah, no complications, no expectations, no obligations, no strings to trip over,"

She looked down as she pulled his underwear down and his cock jumped out to greet her. Her fingers curled around it and began stroking it nice and slowly. "Nice to meet you too, gorgeous."

 

[ericrodman101]

IC: Ethan Kang

Ethan told Jade he wanted to go slow, but he was desperately worried he'd cum too soon. On her leg, in her hand, on her carpet. She pulled his underwear down and his hungry cock sprang out like a dog desperate to escape into the yard. It kicked and bobbed at the base of his vision. She curled her fingers around it, stroking it, talking to it like it was a third person in the room. And thinking of a third person just made him harder.

If only she'd kneel down and get closer. Take him in her mouth. If he was going to cum he wanted to be inside her. In her mouth. Or up close to her mouth. If only he hadn't said 'slow'.

And if he came in her mouth in the next thirty seconds, then he would fuck Jade slowly. She was the type of girl who made you hard and kept you there. Her body, her body art, her strange way of talking as if he was a vanilla virgin. Ethan wished he was a virgin. A woman like Jade was every young guy's dream. A woman who would select you, entice you, flatter you, feel you up, take you back to her place, admire you, make you feel as big as your cock and that fucking her was his reward for being good for so long. The girls he'd fucked had just lain there like lumps of meat to be used, to be opened up and impregnated like inserting a plug into a socket. And he'd been inexperienced, nervous, anxious to please, but with only porn to rely on like that was real. He'd been a terrible fuck.

And yet with Jade, porn seemed real. For a moment he imagined her as a pornstar, performing before the cameras and a cavalcade of faceless cocks, the star of every scene, never flagging, never refusing, never failing to get the most out of whichever cock she was toying with. That was the vibe she was giving off. He almost felt compelled to ask, but no. Shut up, he commanded himself and don't let your mouth run off.

Ethan wanted Jade's mouth round his cock, so bad it was hurting. He placed his hand softly on the top of her head and applied the lightest pressure, hoping to give her a message. It seemed classier, more sophisticated than simply telling her to get her mouth round his cock because things were about to elevate to the next level whether he wanted to or not. And he had no confidence that if he tried to speak, anything he said would make sense.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Jade McAllister

She nodded to that. "Yeah, no complications, no expectations, no obligations, no strings to trip over,"

She looked down as she pulled his underwear down and his cock jumped out to greet her. Her fingers curled around it and began stroking it nice and slowly. "Nice to meet you too, gorgeous."

He didn't say anything to that, but instead his reply spoke volumes to her. Ethan's hand lifted from her breast and placed it on top of her head. She felt gentle but persistent pressure from him there. In response she smiled to him and lowered to his knees.

"Poor thing," She said to it and then looked up conspiratorially to Ethan, "I've stirred it up so much it looks like it's about pop like a shaken up soda can the moment I so much as kiss it."

She gave Ethan a coy wink, "But don't worry about it. Cum as much as you want to, Ethan. I said there's no pressure to this fuck and I meant it. Just let it go, okay."

With that she leaned in curling fingers around the shaft as she took the tip in her mouth and began to swirl her tongue over the crown sucking on it gently. Her hand stroked his shaft as she did. The other sneaking into her jeans and under her panties to play with her clit ring so she'd get something out of this.

Like she had surmised Ethan did not last long, but that was okay. The point was no pressure in this fuck. As they waited for his erection to get its second wind, she got to know more about Ethan telling him about her numerous friends in the modeling business. "-And I did the whole modeling thing once or twice too, but I really like eating junk food, wearing what I want like jeans and a T-shirt, and sleeping in when I want to." She gestured to her wide lavishly appointed apartment here. "As you can probably tell, money isn't really an issue for me. So, I can pretty much do whatever I want to really."

She looked down to his returning erection and laid back on the sofa gesturing for him to come and get her. "Time for round two, Ethan. Do whatever you want to me. I can take whatever you got to give me. So, remember, no pressure here, okay?"

 

[ericrodman101]

IC: Ethan Kang

Ethan was so fraught, so pent up, so ready to burst, that he heard Jade's words without comprehending most of them. She wanted to fuck. For them to fuck. It was all a bit of a tease, so slow and yet, so fucking quick. The way she smiled, the way she handled him, the way she never quite took his cock into her mouth without another teasing word or two.

And even as she swirled her tongue round his cock Ethan was vaguely conscious that she was playing with herself, her other hand inside her jeans. What treasures was she concealing down there?

He was quick. Ethan came in her mouth, almost as soon as he felt her tongue slide under his glans and then his cock tip kiss the top of her throat. Deep but quick. His cock spasmed, his semen flooded forth, sluicing into Jade's mouth and throat and guts hidden away behind those white teeth and luscious lips.

And she took it like that's how she spent every lunch time. Sucking off guys in her apartment. The girls he'd fucked at college seemed oddly surprised when he came in their mouths as if it wasn't what they expected. They coughed and spat and gagged without any of the smooth acceptance of their roles as cock drains. Without any of Jade's smooth acceptance.

Cock drains. Did he really he think that? What an appalling piece of shit. Locker room talk, Ethan surmised. Everybody did it. Did they? David didn't. His mother didn't. The diversity advisor didn't, or so he imagined. Oral sex was something to be agreed and consented to, mutually. No girl was a drain. Except Jade....

She was standing and tidying herself up almost before he had finished enjoying the elation of the orgasm, chatting about modeling while she arranged herself on the sofa almost like she was signaling that it was high time he presented her with his cock again. Jade's whole relaxed demeanor, the easy chatter, the lack of any pretense of modesty or decorum or timing. Here and now was a time and place to fuck and be fucked, nothing more, nothing less. She was here, he was here at her invitation to fuck her. And she confirmed it with her conversation. All that stuff about doing what she liked and money being no object.

Ethan heard himself prattling too. Modeling, her nice apartment, money...nice...yeah....if only.

And then Jade said it. Out loud. "Time for round two." It wasn't even sexy normally, except when it came out of this woman's cum-soiled mouth. "Do whatever you want." Now that was sexy. "No pressure."

"I want to kiss you with my cum still in your mouth," he said. Would there be any left? Next time he wouldn't wait to be asked. "And I want to see what you've been playing with in your jeans."

Thank Christ he was hard again...

 

[Veroe]

IC: Jade McAllister

Like she had surmised Ethan did not last long, but that was okay. The point was no pressure in this fuck. As they waited for his erection to get its second wind, she got to know more about Ethan telling him about her numerous friends in the modeling business. "-And I did the whole modeling thing once or twice too, but I really like eating junk food, wearing what I want like jeans and a T-shirt, and sleeping in when I want to." She gestured to her wide lavishly appointed apartment here. "As you can probably tell, money isn't really an issue for me. So, I can pretty much do whatever I want to really."

She looked down to his returning erection and laid back on the sofa gesturing for him to come and get her. "Time for round two, Ethan. Do whatever you want to me. I can take whatever you got to give me. So, remember, no pressure here, okay?"

"I want to kiss you with my cum still in your mouth," Ethan announced to that.

"Really," She said sensing a new disturbance in the kinky side of the force in her new lover.

In the past she'd always been one down to try anything at least once in the sack to see if she liked it or not. As a result she had few inhibitions left, and Jade never really understood people who said no to something just as a matter of fear. Most of the guys she'd had high hopes for had drawn that same 'do not cross this line; at the prospect of tasting their own cum from her mouth. While she found it hot and very intimate the only words they used to shoot it down was 'ewww gross'.

The fact that Ethan was suggesting it out of the blue like this was very intriguing to her, very intriguing. Perhaps she'd underestimated him.

"If I had known that before I would've saved you some, but I've swallowed it all down already." She told him with an appraising look, "Still...it's no biggie. I'll just suck your cock again so we can kiss with a fresh load between us, but..."

Jade gestured at heat rself rolling over and wagging her still jeans covered ass at Ethan. "...what about me? I want to cum too." She mock-pouted to him at that.

"And I want to see what you've been playing with in your jeans." Ethan added.

Now they were talking.

"Your wish is my command, master." She giggled at that as hands reached down and worked the snap and zipper of her jeans. That was the easy part. The hard part was actually puling them off. She wiggled and strained but managed only to force it down an inch or so over her hips and ample buttocks. In frustration she wiggled her barely revealed ass at him invitingly. "God damned tight jeans. They make my ass look incredible in them, but their such a pain in the ass to get out of..." To him she said, "Hey, give me a hand here, okay?"

 

[ericrodman101]

IC: Ethan Kang

Ethan wondered where the urge came from to tell Jade he wanted to kiss her with his cum still in her mouth. He’d tasted his own cum in David’s mouth, but never in a girl’s mouth. And he always felt so stultifyingly shy that to ask a sexual partner anything seemed an effort. The underwear modeling was meant to help overcome his shyness, but after the last hour with Jade, Ethan suddenly felt liberated enough to ask for anything he liked.

He watched Jade struggle to remove her jeans. Her own modeling experiences were many and varied. He imagined that modeling was something of a euphemism and that the things Jade did in front of a camera, however she was dressed, could be described in other ways. He hoped so, already imagining how much she could teach him.

”Give me a hand,” she said, trying to pull the jeans over her hips. He was unsure how best to help. Pull the legs? Grab the waist? He opted for the legs and sat on the end of the sofa where he could grip around both ends of the fabric. As he sat his erection popped up between his own legs. It reminded him just how quick their first fuck had been. It worried him even if it didn’t seem to worry Jade. What guy wants to cum too soon? Their second fuck would take longer, he vowed to himself.

Ethan held tight, gave a quick tug on the jeans, and they slid across Jade’s hips.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Jade McAllister

"Your wish is my command, master." She giggled at that as hands reached down and worked the snap and zipper of her jeans. That was the easy part. The hard part was actually puling them off. She wiggled and strained but managed only to force it down an inch or so over her hips and ample buttocks. In frustration she wiggled her barely revealed ass at him invitingly. "God damned tight jeans. They make my ass look incredible in them, but their such a pain in the ass to get out of..." To him she said, "Hey, give me a hand here, okay?"

He sat down on the other end of the couch and reached for each of the legs and began pulling the tight jeans down. She squirmed like a worm pushing them down her waist and with his help off of her legs. She smiled a little sheepishly to him. She tucked some hair behind her ear and settled down to transition from the uncoordinated silly doofus she'd just been to the sultry mega-sexy vixen she wanted be for him. she smiled to him and laid back now in only some lacy panties and socks.

"Now, where were we. Ethan," She asked seductively, "As I recall you wanted to taste your spunk in my mouth while exploring what I got between my legs here." she spread her thighs wide and lifted her ass off the couch cushions to point her tight little kitty right at him. "So, how about we do a sixty-nine? That way I can suck your cock for a fresh load of your cum for you to sample and at the same time you can do some of that exploring of my pussy. Just make sure I get to climax too, okay?"

She lifted her head and waggled her eyebrows at him, "If I don't get to cum soon, I'm gonna start to feel really left out, you know?"

 

[ericrodman101]

IC: Ethan Kang

Jade smiled as Ethan tugged at her jeans. He knew tight jeans were a thing. His sister struggled to get hers on and off, they were so tight and fitted. He'd spied on her once lying on her back on her bed, arms hooked under the bed rail while her friends did what he was doing now. Jade seemed almost transformed by the drama from sophisticated cosmopolitan maneater into nervous teenager. But only momentarily, he noticed, as she composed herself and presented lacy panties and socks for his edification.

"So how about we do a sixty-nine?" she said, in question form to be technical, but out of Jade's mouth totally a direction. A sixty-nine. She sucking cock, he eating pussy. "Just make sure I get to climax," she said.

"Sure," Ethan said. Climax. He felt drained by her. Not physically. Intellectually. Like she was sucking his brain dry. Jade had a lot to say, but it wasn't really conversational. There was nothing to say back. He felt tongue-tied. Maybe it was their age gap. Or more likely their experience gap. It was like she was commentating their interaction, or reacting to a porn film. He'd watched porn reactions. The females were always the best. Guys watching porn just jerked themselves quickly into superficially euphoric oblivion. But the girls described every intimate, sensual, obscene detail, the filth flowing from their sweet mouths to bang on his eardrums.

"If I don't cum soon I'm gonna feel left out."

Ethan climbed onto the couch. He would have preferred a bed. Her bed. Why hadn't he seen her bed? Did she have someone else in there maybe? The couch was soft, the cushions deep. When he knelt astride her he sank down and lost his balance, sliding clumsily across her, his face falling against the back, his hard cock punching painfully into her tits.

"Fuck, I'm sorry," he said, struggling to regain his balance, then laughing, his face against her lower body, the smooth flesh sliding away to her groin, his target. It wasn't going well. He hoped Jade was used to awkward guys. Maybe that's what she liked. Why she picked him up. Here's one with no preconceived ideas I can make do anything... Fuck, how Ethan wanted to move to the bedroom. Maybe I should just suggest it, he thought.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Jade McAllister

"Now, where were we. Ethan," She asked seductively, "As I recall you wanted to taste your spunk in my mouth while exploring what I got between my legs here." she spread her thighs wide and lifted her ass off the couch cushions to point her tight little kitty right at him. "So, how about we do a sixty-nine? That way I can suck your cock for a fresh load of your cum for you to sample and at the same time you can do some of that exploring of my pussy. Just make sure I get to climax too, okay?"

She lifted her head and waggled her eyebrows at him, "If I don't get to cum soon, I'm gonna start to feel really left out, you know?"

He climbed onto the couch to lean over her. Jade gave him points for he gave off an image that was very manly and cute and very fuckable in that moment. Then he moved to straddle her, but the cushion of the couch sunk in a little too much under his weight, and off balanced he was pitched forward straight on top of the back and down into her. He moved his hand to catch himself instinctively. Unfortunately that involved his hand punching into her right tittie. He wound up lying over her his face on her tummy eyeball to eyeball with her belly-button peircing and not too far from what those lacy panties she was wearing.

"Owww! Fuck!" She screamed cupping hands over the hurt breast. The peircing on her nipple was on fire right now. "Jesus, that fucking stings!"

"Fuck," He exclaimed lifting his head from her belly to look up at her. She could see how mortified at what just happened in his eyes. "I'm sorry."

Then he started laughing, and she joined him laughing as well. "It's okay. It was just an accident. Don't sweat it."

She sat up pulling him up on his knees and gave him a kiss. "It does hurt though."

She lifted her sore breast. "But kiss it and make it better, okay?"

 

[ericrodman101]

IC: Ethan Kang

Jade screamed. Ethan realized he must have pinched a pierced nipple. He apologized and then for some reason, their tumbling together like this, mostly naked, sprawled across her couch, made him laugh.

"It was just an accident," she said. "It does hurt though."

He watched her lifting her sore breast, his face bent almost double from trying to adopt the sixty-nine position. Funny just didn't cover it. Here he was, naked, painfully erect, in a strange woman's apartment in the middle of the day, about to examine her pussy up close for jewelry or whatever she was hiding down there, and Ethan just wanted to fuck. That was all. To fuck and be fucked. He was just a seething ball of testosterone, of blood and flesh and desire under pressure, ready to burst, to spray the walls, her face, her skin, inside and out, with his seed. He was dying to release it. Again. And yet....

"Kiss it better," she said, holding the nipple out to him, the piercing glinting like a target, an oasis in the desert for him to home in on like a missile. "And make it better. OK?"

Ethan smiled, then righted himself, less seductively than he hoped, but he was so off balance and caught in the jumble of cushions and bodies.

"OK," he said. "I'll kiss it better. And then, honey, I'm going to fuck you senseless. But somewhere more comfortable than this."

He leaned forward and placed his mouth over the nipple, running his tongue lightly around the piercing, tasting metal and perspiration and scent, massaging her with his lips, his wide eyes trained on her, willing her to understand that there was nothing he wasn't available to do now they'd come this far.

"Like your fucking bedroom, Jade. Yeah?"

 

[Veroe]

IC: Jade McAllister

Then he started laughing, and she joined him laughing as well. "It's okay. It was just an accident. Don't sweat it."

She sat up pulling him up on his knees and gave him a kiss. "It does hurt though."

She lifted her sore breast. "But kiss it and make it better, okay?"

He smiled to her reassured that she wasn't holding it against him and Jade found that smile rather endearing. A bubble of a girlish giggle came as he attempted to rise up on his knees, but his feet had sunk into the gap between the sofa cushions, making his movements awkward and imbalanced. However, Ethan looked at her and leaned forward to place his lips around her offended nipple. "Ok, I'll kiss it better. And then, honey, I'm going to fuck you senseless. But somewhere more comfortable than this."

"I don't normally let one-night stands into my bedroom, but...Mmmm..." She murmured as his tongue swirled over her nipple. "...gently, gently now. Ooh...yeah, just like that, Ethan."

His eyes were open and looking up into hers as he continued making her hurt breast feel better and Jade felt her core melt at the sultry desire she saw reflected in those beautiful eyes. He pulled away from the breast long enough to add. "Like your fucking bedroom, Jade. Yeah?"

She bit her lip wanting to put her foot down and say no but looking into those eyes...she found her resistance crumbling in her hands. The words came out before she even realized she was saying them. "My bedroom, yeah. Come on."

She got off the sofa and led him over to the other end of the apartment towards her bedroom. She got nervous as she did. Looking back at Ethan she told him. "I didn't clean up in there....so...you'll have to excuse the mess."

She chewed her bottom lip turning the doorknob and pushed open the door to the main area of her apartment she actually used most. The room was painted a soft girly pink and between them and the bed the floor was a cluttered minefield of scattered clothes and lingerie, and certain other objects. The bed itself was an adult version of every young girl's idealized vision of a princess bed would be complete with frilly pink and white sheets crumpled messy from her use of it this morning. At the head of the bed flanking her rumpled pillows were her Anastasia her old old baby doll and Mr. Huggo the plush blue koala bear both of which she kept from her childhood days as mostly a source of comfort and sense of home for her.

Other than that on the wall were posters of a unicorn, and the boy band she'd been absolutely obsessed with when she was younger and never really grown past enough to take down either of. Then there was a bookshelf containing a wide variety of sex toys she owned-some of which was missing from the places of honor and actually scattered about the floor adding to the chaos of the minefield at their feet. Beside the bookshelf of toys was the doors to her huge walk-in closet containing a vast variety of expensive designer clothes and shoes as well as sexy roleplaying costumes and bdsm gear.

Jade's shoulders hunched in on herself and she crossed her arms in a protective hug as she looked at Ethan as he took all this in. A blush rising to color her cheeks. "Well...this is me...heheh..." She couldn't stop the nervous giggle at the end of that statement.

She shook herself rallying her usually unassailable self-confidence. "Look, I don't do limits or inhibitions, okay. I'm extremely adventurous when it comes to relationships and making love. Most call me kinky as fuck, and I don't really disagree with them. And normally I like to get a lover to know me a little longer before I let them in here to see just how much of a freakshow I am. So, buster, count yourself lucky on that scorecard, okay?"

She swallowed and turned away from him.

Why was his possible reaction or rejection here bothering her so much? She never really cared what other people thought about her before now-before letting this guy she just met into the sanctum of the real her.

She stepped over to the side of her bed and took up Mr. Huggo and held him close for comfort and reassurance. "Whenever I let someone in here unprepped they're either freaked out by all this and walk out or really too into it and expect more from me than I can deliver for them...." Jade idly reached out and pushed her sex swing hanging from the ceiling back and forth adding, "So...Ethan...which are you?"

 

[ericrodman101]

IC: Ethan Kang

"I don't normally let one night stands into my bedroom...."

Ethan heard what Jade said, but it didn't make a lot of sense. Her bedroom. Why? A host of strange ideas flashed through his head, but she was leading him across the room before anything sensible crystalized.

"I didn't clean up," she said, pushing the door open.

My fucking God! Ethan followed her into the room, but stopped in the doorway to take it all in. The room, even the bed itself, were baby girl pink, rumpled sheets, soft toys, discarded clothes everywhere. After the high class order of the rooms outside, Ethan imagined a woman like Jade had a maid or a cleaner, even a dresser maybe. But the disorder of her bedroom suggested this was all her own work.

But it was the shelf of sex toys which caught Ethan's eye. A host of devices laid out like a shop display, as if Jade wanted them in her sight and at hand for immediate use. Ethan was captivated, his gaze darting from one to another, never settling, trying to identify them unsuccessfully, realizing how little he actually knew about sex toys just on the most cursory inspection, and by extension, how little he knew about women's bodies and what went where.

"Well this is me..." Ethan heard Jade laugh. She sounded nervous and he wondered why. He'd never been inside a bedroom like this. His sister's room was really only the place she slept when she wasn't sleeping over. Did she keep any sex toys? He honestly couldn't say. His sister's room felt like a serviced apartment the few times he'd been inside. But this? Baby doll sex dungeon....that was it? Alluring and challenging, schizophrenic on so many levels. For a moment he wondered how many men had seen the inside of this room and just as quickly dismissed the query. Many, he decided. It must be many. Males and females. This was the room of a woman deeply in touch with herself, her childish side and her fiendish side, her angels and her demons.

And even as Ethan concluded who and what she was, Jade explained it to him, her kinkiness, her lack of inhibitions, her adventurous streak. No limits, she was saying. He watched her pick up a koala bear toy from the bed and hug it like a child, wondering if his mouth was hanging open, and then push the swing hanging from the ceiling. A sex swing. Jesus!

Which are you, she was asking him. Which? Freaked out or freak? "So Ethan, which are you?"

He didn't need to look down to know how hard he was. He ached for her, this crazy woman, his feelings a cocktail made of one hundred percent lust. All the tentative lovelorn fucking of his past life, all the spooning and kissing and cuddling seemed like some totally inadequate apprenticeship for what suddenly loomed on his horizon. Should he say anything or let his actions speak? Ethan stepped alongside her and pushed the swing, precum dripping onto his toes. There was no one to see him, judge him, wag a finger at him, no one to stop him doing anything he wanted with Jade, to Jade, enjoying himself sexually however he wanted, however he imagined or couldn't imagine yet. Jade had a great body. So did he. But looking around, it was her mind he wanted somehow. To blow it. Wide open.

"Does the koala bear fuck too," he asked, running his finger tips across her face and down to her breasts.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Jade McAllister

She stepped over to the side of her bed and took up Mr. Huggo and held him close for comfort and reassurance. "Whenever I let someone in here unprepped they're either freaked out by all this and walk out or really too into it and expect more from me than I can deliver for them...." Jade idly reached out and pushed her sex swing hanging from the ceiling back and forth adding, "So...Ethan...which are you?"

He stood there looking at her for a long pregnant moment. Jade knew she'd just dropped a whole lot on top of him, and basically exposed more of herself than what she normally would for just a "wham bam thank you ma'am" kind of fling with a cute guy from the coffee shop. Jade felt uncharacteristically vulnerable and self-conscious about the lifestyle she normally led. It was unlike her. She was normally so self-confident in who she was and what she was and how she lived her life. She shouldn't care if Ethan judged her.

He was stepping up to her and looked into her eyes. His hand idly reached out and pushed the sex swing repeating her own nervous gesture.

"Does the koala bear fuck too." He asked her. Then he ran fingers down her cheek slowly to the breast he'd assaulted earlier.

"You're not really Mr. Huggo's type." She giggled at his comment but shook her head tossing the koala plushie back onto the bed. "But I can guarantee you that you're not gonna miss his involvement, buster."

"We still have to do a 69." She pointed to her bed. "So, get on. And just so you don't slip and fall on top of me again you be on the bottom."

 

[ericrodman101]

IC: Ethan Kang

"We still have to do a 69...."

The longer Ethan spent in Jade's apartment, the more things he imagined they still had to do. What had started out as a quick grope in a cafe bathroom was now lengthening into something else entirely. To be standing in this crazy woman's sex dungeon bedroom with a sex swing rocking to and fro, watching her hug a soft toy was way beyond anything he might have imagined happening to him today or any day. And yet she was inviting him to climb onto her bed and 69 her, telling him to be careful as if it was just climbing a ladder or moving a heavy box. Is that what happened with every guy who entered Jade's apartment? He wasn't going to ask, but if this relationship went anywhere, Ethan guessed he'd find out one day.

"You be on the bottom," she said with no more gravity than telling him to boil a kettle. On the bottom. Sure. Ethan climbed onto the bed and lay on his back, head short of the pillows to give her room to straddle him, legs apart, happy that his cock was still responding as it rose into the air and pointed at the light fitting. He imagined 69-ing, but not necessarily cumming. Or if he did cum, then staying hard for more. Ethan felt invincible, sexy, charged for action, ready to explore her pussy and her genital jewellery with his mouth, imagining her mouth on his cock even as she climbed onto the bed after him, smiling down at him, then turning around to place her pussy at his disposal.

But even as Jade descended, the shadow of her body falling across his face, he realised what little experience he had orally pleasing a woman. A man was easy. You simply sucked his cock into your mouth and got to work. A woman was different. The absence of cock. It was all exploration and discovery and opening her up. Ethan had watched plenty of porn, but could he remember anything specific the guys did, or the girls for that matter, to pleasure a woman? Was there a protocol? A path to the summit? It was all just tongue, wasn't it? Tongue and deep breaths and wetness and blowing and.....Christ!

 

[Veroe]

IC: Jade McAllister

"We still have to do a 69." She pointed to her bed. "So, get on. And just so you don't slip and fall on top of me again you be on the bottom."

Ethan didn't respond to that but moved and lay face up across her pink frilly princess sheets. He lay giving her plenty of room to move over his head, and legs spread giving her plenty of room to do her part in the session of sixty-nining they were about to partake in together.

He was a model, she knew, and looking down at his naked body on her bed she was struck by the beautiful sexiness of the sight before her. She usually liked her men older, burlier, more experienced, and sporting at least one or two tattoos himself, but she was finding Ethan's heartfelt youthful fresh face and lean clean body surprisingly appealing to her. There was also the unexpected pleasure of being something of a curator or tour guide for him of a sexual adventure he'd never before experienced.

She shimmied out of her lacy panties humming a tune, and then in only her socks climbed up on top of her bed. Once there she bent down and gave Ethan a quick kiss. "Relax. No pressure, okay? Just easy, no strings, fun sex today, remember?"

With that she lifted her knee and straddled over his head and kneeled inches over his face. She looked down and moved her hands down there spreading her pussy open. "You wanted to know more about my pussy, Ethan?"

"Well take a good look." She fingered her piercing of her clitoris, "This is my clit. It's important to be gentle with it."

She spread her lips open for him to get an even better look. "Don't be afraid to use your fingers as well as your tongue. But by all means use your own initiative to make it purr for you."

Jade looked down his lean young body. His cock was standing proud and eager waiting for her to devour. She licked her lips. She bent over his body giving Ethan plenty of room to explore her sex while still having room to breathe. And with that, now she was face to tip with his cock. "You have a great cock, Ethan." Her fingers curled around it and rubbed it over her lips. She pressed a kiss to the slit tasting his precome. "It's the perfect size. Not too small, but not too big either. It's right in that goldilocks zone perfect for truly enjoyable sessions of felatio."

And then she began to demonstrate just what she meant by that statement.

 

[ericrodman101]

IC: Ethan Kang

Rather than connect with him as he expected, Jade decided to give Ethan a lesson in anatomy and lovemaking. Even as she showed him her pussy by opening it with her fingers and touching herself, Ethan reviewed in his head the relatively few times he'd actually made love to a woman or a man, and how successful he'd been. Not that he was a complete critic of himself. He recognized it took two to fuck and any less than explosive orgasms could quite easily be as much the fault of the other party as himself. Still, what brief experience he had caused him to cringe on recalling it.

Jade, on the other hand, seemed to be enjoying herself. She hummed as she slipped off her panties and positioned herself, adopting the tone of a school teacher. In this she was so convincing Ethan began to imagine that Jade was a school teacher, a prospect which made him even more aroused as thoughts of fucking his teachers flashed through his brain.

Take a good look at my pussy, Jade was saying, spreading it open for him so close to his face that he had to concentrate to keep her in focus. Be gentle with my clit, she said. Don't be afraid to use your fingers and your tongue. Make it purr for you.

Purr. Like a pussy. Obvious, Ethan thought, but amusing all the same. Fuck, if only his teachers had spoken to him like that. Fucking fuck!

And then she was examining his cock. Again. He was hard and erect, pointing at the ceiling where she was bumping and rubbing against him. You have a great cock, Jade said. He felt too big to avoid. But she brought him back to earth by calling it not too small and not too big. In the goldilocks zone, Jade said. Which made Ethan think of nursery rhymes and fairy stories, and then some of the porn he'd watched recently, the straight Cinderella where Seth Gamble's manly Prince Charming had enjoyed Samantha Saint's extravagantly-titted Cinders in a less than gentlemanly manner, and the gay one where the camp Prince had been more on the receiving end of affairs.

Jade brought her instructions and Ethan's reminiscences to an end by sucking his cock into her mouth, and lowering her pussy onto his. She was warm and moist and fragrant, and he threw caution to the winds by thrusting his tongue as deep as he could into the gash Jade was still making for him with her fingers.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Jade McAllister

Jade looked down his lean young body. His cock was standing proud and eager waiting for her to devour. She licked her lips. She bent over his body giving Ethan plenty of room to explore her sex while still having room to breathe. And with that, now she was face to tip with his cock. "You have a great cock, Ethan." Her fingers curled around it and rubbed it over her lips. She pressed a kiss to the slit tasting his precome. "It's the perfect size. Not too small, but not too big either. It's right in that goldilocks zone perfect for truly enjoyable sessions of felatio."

And then she began to demonstrate just what she meant by that statement.

She slowly descended her tongue over the tip and down one side of his shaft to the base then back up to repeat the same sequence down the other side. She lowered her pussy down to his mouth and was immediately rewarded with the feel of a young man's tongue delving deep inside her wet hole.

"That's it, Ethan," She encouraged him swirling her tongue over the head, "Just do what comes naturally to you, and try and pay attention to my reactions to hone in on which really lights my fire."

With that she took him into her mouth until just the head itself was within her mouth, agile tongue rolling over it, her hand stroking his shaft as she began to leisurely fellate his cock. She did not do so too fast, and neither was she going too hard, just nice and easy-no pressure and all pleasure.

 

[ericrodman101]

IC: Ethan Kang

Ethan probed Jade's pussy as she sucked his cock. He looked at her closely as she lowered herself onto his face, and as he sucked he considered what he'd seen. The trouble with fucking, he thought, is that we get taught what's on the inside of our bodies, but not enough about the external detail. He thought back to school and all those charts and diagrams, tubes and reservoirs and floppy bits which swelled and moistened and excreted, coming together somehow although never depicted in congress. But his recollection of diagrams of female genitals was hazy. They were just busy pink drawings of holes and folds. It's just fucking lucky, he thought, so much of it takes place in the dark and a guy has an excuse for simply blundering away and using trial and error to find the target.

Which was pretty much his experience of women, fucking in the dark. The college girls he'd managed to fuck, or who'd elected to fuck him more likely, was how surprisingly coy they ended up when he was actually hard and wanted to get undressed. They'd cavort in the tiniest bikinis or evening wear or short shorts, they'd slip their panties down and wave the targets in your face, and they'd ride cock or let you plug yourself into them. But take time to examine them up-close fully illuminated and they decided you were a pervert. Yet that was what Ethan had always wanted to do. The way David had examined his cock and asshole, and let Ethan do the same in return. Somehow for gays the cock was so much more a thing of beauty to be admired in long, slow, meticulous detail. Pussies, and to a much lesser extent breasts, not so much. And examining a female asshole? That was almost entirely the domain of pornography in Ethan's experience. No girl away from film had ever let him get his eyes up close.

Something was telling him Jade was different, in almost every respect. Maybe he hadn't had a lot of time to examine her pussy just yet, but from what he saw it was pretty much standard, meaning intact. She didn't appear to have any cosmetic work like pornstars, except for a small tattoo of a rose blooming with petals floating up in the wind below a thorned stem adorning her labial mound. He was all the more confident of this given how neatly shaven Jade was, and the presence of studs in her pussy lips, an adornment he was familiarizing himself with orally for the first time. Already he was anticipating the feeling of them rubbing against his cock as he fucked her and hoping it would be pleasurable.

And then there was Jade's clitoral piercing. Again something he'd only seen in porn. Inside her pussy folds he'd discovered the smooth cool gold ring threaded through her most sensitive body part, for her pleasure of course, and his devotion to duty. Ethan tongued and sucked at the ring eagerly.

 

[Veroe]

IC: Jade McAllister

With that she took him into her mouth until just the head itself was within her mouth, agile tongue rolling over it, her hand stroking his shaft as she began to leisurely fellate his cock. She did not do so too fast, and neither was she going too hard, just nice and easy-no pressure and all pleasure.

This was not entirely something you'd see in a porno. No, this was slower, and more personal, more private between the two of them. She liked it. This was nice. This wasn't about bringing out a climax out of him. This was all about enjoying oneself exploring the other person's genetalia. Jade was enjoying this as her tongue sought all the places on Ethan's shaft that made his breath catch in his throat. As he did the same exploring the mystery of her own pussy.

She moaned around his cockhead as his tongue circled and fluttered over the studs pierced through her pussy lips-something that had hurt like mother fucking hell when she got it done but paid off stupendously every time she and some lover got a little freaky in the sack. Then he shifted his attention to the piercing in her clitoris, tongue laving over it and toying with the ring there. His fingers exploring and stimulating her to a rising boil.

"Oh my god, Ethan," She exclaimed pulling up from the gentle sucking of his cock, "You're doing a great job. Keep it up....Ooh yes play with my clit like that."

They continued exploring eachother. Jade's tongue swirled over Ethan's cockhead enjoying the taste of his precome. She puckered her lips and placed a kiss onto it. "I'm such a lucky girl, Ethan, You have an enjoyable cock for me to suck."

She looked over her shoulder unable see more than the top of Ethan's head and his arms. "How about you? Do you like tasting my pussy?"

 

[ericrodman101]

IC: Ethan Kang

Ethan concentrated on Jade's clit, enjoying her banter. The girl's he'd fucked in high school and college hadn't talked much. Moaned and groaned a lot, almost as if sticking to a script, just not much talk. He loved dirty talk even if he felt self conscious saying things himself. Not that Jade was especially dirty. Mostly she was all about affirmation or instruction. "Play with my clit..." "I'm such a lucky girl..." She made him feel good and accomplished and...well...expert, which he knew he was not.

David had made him feel like that even though he'd let his only male love make all the running. The Oxford Don was much older and wiser and more experienced. Ethan had enjoyed just being taken and used, a little like now even if David and Jade were polar opposites, and not just gender-wise.

He enjoyed how slowly Jade took him, sucking his cock with all the time in the world, her tongue circling him, her fingers on his shaft, treasuring it, exploring every inch, making him feel big and hard and powerful in her grip. She could tell when he was responding the way she wanted, when she made him draw breath, flinch, adjust himself, give her a little more, as if they were dancing, but Jade was leading.

And the piercings through her pussy lips. What was that all about? Ethan had never seen anything like it, in his brief hands-on experience or in porn. Piercings he'd seen, but these were like sentries, like a line of beacons leading to the target. He couldn't help feeling them with his tongue, examining them, going back to see what he'd missed, and count them again. He imagined they must have been painful being inserted. What piercing wasn't? But in this tender, private place. Ethan tried to picture the studio where it was done, Jade being positioned, opening her legs, stirrups maybe, her skin being pulled back then pinned. How was the pain numbed? How long did it take? Were these crazy questions to ask himself, as he traversed her pussy lips again?

And the ring in her clitoris. Another hidden and sensitive place. Jade was out there, he thought. And I'm in here....

"Do you like tasting my pussy?" she asked. Ethan heard her question almost dreamily. Do I like...do I like... He answered with a long low moan, and then kissed her pussy again, massaging her with his mouth, prising her folds open with his tongue, pushing his face into her and holding himself there, then drawing back and teasing her with the tip of his tongue.

"I like," he said. "Fuck....."