Sharing Everything (closed for Maka)

Jack smiled at Cam's fears. Truth be told, he found her talkative nervousness endearing, even strangely sexy. Maybe that was just because he found every goddamned thing about her sexy, from the way she lifted her hand to her mouth to the little side-glances she gave him from time to time, her green eyes seeming alive with awe at the lust she saw reflected back at her.

Jack himself felt no nerves, any more than he felt guilt or hesitation. He was going to give Cam the fucking of her sweet young life. It was as simple as that.

"Why should we?" he answered Cam. "We went out together, we came back together."


He parked in the driveway of the house. The lights were on in the living room -Cam's parents were obviously home. He looked at Cam.

"Make your way up to Ashley's room. I'll be with you in just a few minutes."

Without warning he grabbed her and kissed her a fierce longing, leaving her panting for breath, before he got out of the car.

In accordance with her instructions, Cam slipped through the door and up the stairs ahead of him, while Jack greeted her parents.

"So sorry," her mother said, frowning at her daughter's retreating back. "She can be so rude. I'm sure she didn't say a word all evening."

Jack made polite chit-chat with the two parents for a few minutes, chatting about the film and his and Ashley's plans for the weekend. He seemed as calm, self-possessed and charming as ever. There could have been no way of guessing that he had just shared passionate kisses with their younger daughter, nor that he was achingly aware of that younger daughter's presence upstairs, obediently waiting for him to come up and complete their night.

Once it no longer seemed rude, Jack made his excuses and headed upstairs, his arousal blazing up within him.
 
Cam pushed her way into Ashley's room and surveyed her surroundings. She hadn't hung out in here in such a long time. Things hadn't changed much though, and Cam smiled at the wave of nostalgia that was coming over her.

Unfortunately, the pleasant feelings didn't last. Soon Cam remembered what she was standing in Ashley's room to do. She was going to, potentially, have sex with her sister's sexy older boyfriend. On top of that, Cam hadn't had sex in over a year and a half. She could barely remember what she was doing in bed. And now, a man with experience and sexuality coming out of his ears was going to be expecting some sort of show from her. What if he hated every second? What if she was awkward? What if her ass was too fat? What if she couldn't get him hard for her?

All of these thoughts swirled in Cam's head as she backed up and settled into her sister Ashley's bed. She spotted some of Jack's clothes in the corner of the room, scattered. Ashley's bra hung over the back of a chair. This was bizarre territory for sweet little Cam.

She stretched her legs out in front of her, having kicked off her flats a few moments earlier. Wiggling her pretty painted toes, Cam ran down a list of the things she could do to be sexy for Jack before he even entered the room.

Quickly, she slipped her shirt up and over her head. Her bra, black and lacy, contrasted nicely against her skin. Cam stood again and strolled toward her sister's full length mirror, brushing her long dark locks across her shoulders, shaking them out to give them a fuller, wild look. Then Cam shimmied out of her tight jeans, dropping them in a pile near the mirror.

She surveyed her body with a keen eye. Luckily she had remembered to match her underwear. The panties she had chosen today were also black, also lacy. They snugly clung to her hips, hugging her curves in a way that she had never really noticed. The way Jack had touched her today made Cam feel sexy for the first time in her life. She had never had a man look at her like he had. Cam's entire body was on fire.

Her lips were flushed, as were her cheeks. Her hair was tousled around her shoulders. Her breasts strained against her bra, the thin lacy straps working hard. At the sound of footsteps outside the door, Cam spun around.

"Jack! Hi..."
 
Jack's breath caught at the stunning sight before him. Dressed in only a black lacy bra and matching panties, the half-naked Cam presented a breathtakingly sexy sight. Her dark curls framed the perfect oval of her face and fell to her bare, slender shoulders, giving her the alluring, wanton look of a girl who'd just tumbled out of bed. The cups of her bra could barely contain the full round breasts underneath, while her panties clung lovingly to the delicately rounded swell of her derriere. The cute flush suffusing her face only emphasised its innocent, pure beauty.

Jack felt like a man studying a work of art. He wanted sweet Cam as he'd never wanted a girl before -not just a passing wave of lust but a bone-deep primal desire to make Ashley's little sister his, to bring out the animal in her and not cease until she was as deeply and wonderfull satisifed as a girl could be.

"Jack! Hi..."

Cam had spun around to greet him, her shyness and uncertainty still adorable and poignant and sexy all at once. Her soft doe eyes moved from side to side as Jack advanced on her.

"Hi," he said, his voice husky. His hand went to her chin and lifted it up for a deep, passionate kiss, only serving to momentarily quench his thirst for her while at the same time intensifying it. He did not stop until he heard a low murmur of satisfaction coming unbidden from deep in Cam's throat. He stepped back, and pulled his shirt off, exposing a chiselled tautly muscular chest, while continuing to drink in the sight of Cam before him, her lips now swollen and pouting from their just-broken kiss.
 
Cam breathed deeply into Jack's kiss, feeling herself become weak in the knees at the sensation. His hands on her body, physically touching her, transferring all that raw sexual energy - it was enough to make even the most innocent, sane girl go a little crazy.

Deep within her rose a moan, growing and stretching out at the base of her throat. It was almost a soft, animalistic growl. She had never made that sound before. But now it was seemingly coming out of her involuntarily. She couldn't remember the last time she had felt this passionate about anything at all.

To be sure, the fact that all this was taking place in Ashley's room added to the adrenaline rush. Cam knew that they weren't going to get caught (or at least assumed as much) but this was new territory. This was the place in which Ashley had been fucked by the very man Cam was now kissing.

When Jack pulled back to take off his shirt, Cam couldn't hold in a soft gasp. She had never seen such a masculine form in her life. Jack's chest was taut and broad, his muscles just visible under his skin. He wasn't disgustingly bulky or oversized. But he certainly had a lot of body mass on Cam. And he seemed genuinely strong, in that firm, sexy way that both impressed and intimidated her.

"I... Wow..."

She sounded stupid. She was new to this though, and Jack had to guess that she was going to be awkward.

"I haven't really been this exposed in a long time... Sorry if I'm not as fit as Ashley..."

Cam's impulse was to cover her body up, but she resisted this. Jack was looking her up and down, taking in her form. She almost liked the attention.

Reaching her fingertips forward, Cam boldly stroked her way down Jack's chest. His skin was smooth and hot to the touch. He was on fire for her in much the same way she was for him.
 
"You look amazing," Jack said, his voice low and throbbing with desire. "Your body is amazing."

The light touch of her fingertips running up and down his chest and the look in her eys was driving him wild with desire.

"I knew, when I saw you this morning," he said, "That I had to have you. That I was going to make you mine."

Suiting actions to words, he brought his hands down to his belt and undid it. In a few moments, his shoes, socks, pants and boxers were discarded on the floor and his massive cock, hard and erect, sprang free, smacking against the surfboard-flat angles of his stomach. Somehow even more imposing naked, he towered over Cam's small, lithe form.

Jack brought his hands on to Cam's shoulders. They slowly glided down her back and found the catch of her bra. It fell away and her ample, firm young breasts tumbled free. Hypnotised, Jack brought his hands to them, caressing them, kneading them, pushing them together. They felt so warm and soft and ripe under his hard, expert hands.
 
Cam watched Jack's hands as he cupped and fondled her breasts, squeezing them together as if checking their firmness to see if they were ripe. She loved the contrast of his large, rough hands against her smooth, supple skin. A soft moan escaped her lips as she gave in to Jack's touch. She had never had hands on her like this. He touched her like he knew exactly what he was doing. He touched her as if he was intimately aware of all of her most sensitive spots.

"Fuck..." The word came out breathy and filthy, and Cam was taken aback by the sound of it. She had never heard her voice take on such a tone. But she liked it. Pressing closer to Jack, Cam leaned her head back a bit as another throaty moan made its way out of her mouth. Her nails dug into Jack's chest involuntarily as she felt her nipples hardening against his palms.

Her knees went weak. Cam gasped and focused her gaze back on Jack's eyes, taking in the intensity behind them. Was this how he looked at Ashley? Cam never wanted to be anywhere else but here.
 
Cam's obscene moan was the most glorious sound Jack had ever heard. She was throwing her head back in pleasure, her dark curls cascading down her back -a girl giving herself up to him entirely. When their gazes locked, her eyes were shining with lust.

Jack smiled and brought his head gently down on to her soft ivory breasts. He continued to knead them and caress them, holding a hard nipple between thumb and forefinger as his tongue flicked out, licking and then curling around the little nipple, suckling at it.

His free hand travelled downwards and grasped the lacy edge of her panties. He pulled them down over her slender hips and to her feet. Hard, calloused fingers ran over her folds and then suddenly he pushed one inside, relishing the tightness and slickness.

When he withdrew his hand, his finger was glistening with the sweet-scented honey of Cam's arousal. Now he placed it in a ring with his thumb around her nipple and lapped once again, his tongue now both flicking her nipple and sucking her juices from his finger.
 
Cam's little cunt was soaked. Jack's large, rough fingers pushed past her folds and then slipped inside, filling her suddenly. She gasped, her fingers curling around Jack's arm to steady herself so she wouldn't collapse from the pleasure. He only kept his finger inside her for a few more moments before he withdrew it.

Watching him taste her juices was one of the most erotic sights that Cam could imagine. She wondered if Jack was always this attentive to the details. All she knew was that she was already feeling like she might cum any second. But it wasn't time yet. She had a feeling Jack was the kind of man who would tease her for as long as he possibly could.

Hands in Jack's hair, Cam murmured softly. "Bed..." She could really only say the one word before Jack's teeth grazed across her nipple, making her moan once more. She began to back toward the bed, Jack following along, lips still attacking her flesh, until Cam's thighs hit the edge of the bed and she fell backwards onto it. Jack stayed standing, his broad, masculine frame towering over her. She blushed and chuckled softly, her chest heaving as she breathed.

"I can't believe this is happening..." Cam really hadn't meant to say this last part out loud, but there it was.
 
Cam was lying on her sister's bed, still squirming and trembling with the pleasures that Jack had unleashed throughout her taut, nude young body. Her lips were parted, her eyes shining with desire. Jack towered above her, the strength and hardness of his body a potent contrast with the wonderfully soft and pliant charms of Cam's petite body.

He smiled, hearing Cam's words, seeing how cutely shocked she looked to have them come out of her mouth.

"I knew this was going to happen," he told her in response, his voice low and husky. "From the moment I saw you in your underwear this morning, I knew I had to have you."

He straddled her, his knees to either side of her slim waist and his massive cock rearing up, pushing into the deep valley between her breasts and slowly traced the delicate line of her cheekbones with one finger, feeling the silky smoothness of her skin with a kind of awe. His whole body was pulsing with a blissful lust, a certain knowledge that in the next couple of hours he'd be introducing Cam to greater pleasure than she'd ever known before in her life, shattering and transcending her notions about what sex could be by giving her an experience with a real man.

His other hand slid back down to Cam's sweet little pussy and he found the sensitive pearl of her clitoris and pressed down on it with expert precision, hungrily watching her face all the while.
 
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