A Tale of Two Paramours Ch. 20

"I'm so close, Mark," she groaned, pinching and pulling at her nipples. "So fucking close."

"So am I," I said.

"Fuck yes!" she cried. "Fill my cunt with cum, Mark!"

My brain registered that Jessika seemed to have turned up the raunchiness of our dirty talk a notch or two - not so much in terms of her words, but how she was using them. However, at that point all I wanted was to do exactly what she had just asked me to do, although I wanted to make her climax first.

"You have to cum for me first," I told her. "Are you going to cum for me, slut?"

"OH FUCK YES!" she yelled, then I saw her hands tighten on her breasts as she began to shake. Seconds later, squeaks began to escape her lips as her body tensed and her eyes clamped shut.

I closed my eyes as well, concentrating on my feeling of imminent release. It only took a couple of more thrusts into the depth of her constricting vagina before I grunted and exploded inside of her. To my surprise, as I usually liked to keep still during my own orgasm, I continued to pump into her until I was completely spent. And then, when I felt the last of my own orgasm fade, I collapsed on top of Jessika.

As I lay there trying to slow my breathing, the brunette wrapped her arms around me and held me tight. I kissed her sweat slickened neck and face as she moaned softly.

"I needed that, Mark," she told me when she could talk again. "Thank you for understanding."

I pushed myself up enough to take some of my weight off of her and to smile down at her. Jessika returned my smile, albeit it gingerly. I noticed then that her lip had started to bleed again. I reached out to touch it, but Jessika turned her head and looked at her clock.

"I do have to get up now, Mark," she sighed.

"Do you want me to go?" I inquired.

The lovely brunette shook her head as she ran her hand along my cheek.

"Quit asking me that, Mark," she said. "If I need you to go, I'll let you know."

"Okay," I agreed. "I can make you breakfast while you shower."

"You don't want to shower with me?" she asked, batting her eyes at me. "I must be losing my touch."

"I would love to shower with you," I told her, kissing the side of her mouth.

"Okay, but no funny business," she giggled. "My pussy is too sore, and I can't suck you with my lip like this."

"No funny business," I assured her.

Jessika wiggled out from under me, stood up and stretched. She then blew me a kiss before running to the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. Shaking my head, I got out of bed and followed her at a more sedate pace. When I reached the closed door, I knocked and called her name.

"I'm going pee," she told me. "And I didn't want you in here for that."

"I need to go too," I advised her.

"You can when I'm in the shower," she replied. "I have to try to get my lip to stop bleeding first."

"I could urinate while you are tending to your lip," I pointed out.

"Who talks like that?" she teased me through the door.

"Like what?" I asked.

"I'm almost done," she told me, ignoring my question.

I shook my head impatiently, but luckily I did not have much longer to wait before Jessika unlocked the door and told me I could come in. As I opened the door, I saw the naked brunette step into the shower. When I was done relieving myself, I joined her in the shower just in time to help her finish washing her soft, brown hair.

"I've made a decision, Mark," Jessika told me after she helped me wash my hair and as we were just starting to soap up each other.

"About what?" I asked her as I rubbed soap onto her breasts.

My lover paused and moaned softly as my slick fingers brushed across her nipples, then she answered, "I want to make the video with you."

"Fantastic!" I replied, smiling at Jessika.

She smiled back at me, then reached down and began applying soap to my genitals. In almost no time, it was obvious to both of us that I was becoming aroused by the contact.

"I want you to fuck my face on the video," Jessika purred as she abandoned the pretext that she was washing me and began stroking my now full erection in earnest. "I want to see that. I want to see your hard cock sliding between my lips. I want to see my face as you make me gag on it."

"You do not need to do this, Jessika," I told her as she increased the speed of her hand on me.

"Why don't you just let yourself enjoy it, Mark," she suggested. "You know I owe you many times over."

"It is not a competition on who gives the most orgasms to the other," I snapped even as I felt the first indications that an orgasm was not far off.

"Thank God," the wet brunette laughed. "I would be soooo far behind."

"Jessika..." I started to say, but she interrupted me with a gentle kiss.

"Do you know what I'd say if one night you texted me and told me to get my ass over to your place to give you a blowjob, even if I knew that I wasn't going to get anything back in return?" she challenged me after the kiss.

"I would not ask you to do that," I pointed out, my voice trembling.

"You should," the sexy brunette told me, her tone and look suddenly serious. "I'd do it in a heartbeat."

"Fuck..." I groaned as I felt my climax building.

"I want to take you in my mouth so bad right now," Jessika moaned, pushing her body up against me as she worked my shaft with her hand.

"What you are doing feels really good," I breathed as I reached the edge.

"But I'm much better with my mouth than my hand," she said before dropping to her knees in front of me, her eyes on my penis as she pumped it to my climax.

"Maybe," I gasped. "But... fuck, that feels good."

Just as I began to ejaculate, Jessika leaned closer and rubbed the head of my penis against her breasts. As my semen shot onto her chest, I watched her watch the water from the shower start to wash it away almost as fast as it pumped out.

When I was spent, Jessika smiled up at me, then used her fingers to wipe off what little evidence of my orgasm remained on her bosom. Keeping her eyes focused on mine, she deliberately and sensuously sucked her fingers clean. As she did so, I realized part of the reason she was taking her time and going slow was because of her injured bottom lip, but that knowledge did nothing to reduce the visual appeal of her actions.

"You are an incredibly sexy woman, Jessika," I told her as she finished up with her fingers.

"There's no need to flatter me, Mark," she snickered as I helped her to her feet. "You just got to cum on my boobs."

I shook my head, laughing, then I carefully kissed the brunette.

"So, when are we going to make this video?" I asked as we quickly finished washing and rinsing ourselves.

"Well, I was going to suggest this weekend," she advised me, "but you have plans. And of course, now I've mangled my lip."

"I am sorry about, well, both of those," I told her while watching her shut off the shower.

"Not a big deal," Jessika said with a shrug, although for a moment I thought I read something different on her face. "So, we have to wait for my lip to heal."

"How about a week from tonight?" I asked, taking a towel that Jessika offered to me.

"Let's say next Friday," she countered, and I could not help but watch her rub the towel over her sweetly curved body. "I don't work that Saturday, so we won't have to worry about how late we're up."

"That sounds fantastic," I agreed.

"And then maybe we can do something fun on Saturday too," she continued, a mischievous gleam growing in her eyes.

"What would we be doing?" I asked with some trepidation.

My sexy paramour just smiled before saying, "That'll be a surprise."

"Ummm..."

"Trust me, Mark," Jessika laughed. "It'll be fun."

"Okay," I replied, thinking that I probably would have time to try to find out more over the course of the next week and a half. "I will trust you."

"Good," she grinned before she dropped her towel on the floor and strutted out of the bathroom and into her bedroom.

I was just standing there admiring the view of her from behind, when Jessika stopped dead in the middle of the room and blurted out, "Shit!"

"What is wrong?" I asked as I followed her into the bedroom.

"Our shower took longer than I realized," she told me while digging through a drawer of her dresser. "I have to hurry."

"Do you want me to get you something to eat?" I asked her, but Jessika shook her head without even looking at me.

"I can grab something quick on the way," she said, "but thanks for offering."

I found my clothes and dressed quickly. By the time I was done, Jessika was pulling her damp hair back into a pony tail and looking at her reflection in the mirror mounted above her dresser.

"I'll have to put on my makeup at work," she mused, turning to look at me.

"You look great without it," I pointed out.

Jessika laughed and shook her head, then walked over to me and gave me a hug.

"I don't even have time to tease you about flattering me," she smiled.

"Good," I said, kissing her cheek.

"Come on," she instructed me, taking my hand and leading me to her front door, grabbing her purse and keys off the coffee table in her front room. "You can flatter me later, but now I've got to go."

"I had a great time last night and this morning, Jessika," I told her as we stood beside her car.

"Me too, Mark," she replied. "And we'll talk more about Friday - when you're back from your weekend."

With a wink, Jessika got into her car. I smiled and waved, then walked to mine, which was parked a couple of spots over.

After I pulled out of the parking lot of Jessika's apartment complex, my thoughts turned to the upcoming weekend with Jessi. And as I thought about what the blonde wanted and what I would have to do, I found myself wishing that Jessika had changed her mind before I had asked my younger lover to go to the cabin with me.

TO BE CONTINUED...