Caught! Pt. 17

In the meantime, Brenda was happy to invite Jon to her room whenever they were both free. The next morning she sent Jon a text asking, "Want to study French after class?" She included an emoji that was winking and blowing a kiss. "Conjugating verbs sounds fun," he replied. They were so excited that it was hard to concentrate on the lecture. Afterward they rushed to her room and rutted like animals in heat.

She had to tell him. "I'm pretty sure this isn't something a lady is supposed to say, but I had no idea sex could be this good," Brenda said. "I really hope we can keep doing this."

"I would love that," Jon said. He liked Brenda. He worried that one of them might start falling in love if they kept this up, but he knew he was enjoying it too much to stop.

"Jon, I think you know that I have a boyfriend, and we can both see other people. Like you and Margeaux. I thought he was doing an OK job meeting my needs, but he's nothing like you. I'm going to have to tell him that he needs to step it up in bed."

Jon laughed. "You're very kind. I doubt that he's really that bad."

"Don't doubt it a bit. You're the first man who can make me cum. I've always been able to cum with a vibrator, but it took me by surprise the first time we made love and you made me cum and cum and cum. I didn't know that was possible."

Jon thought this was a little too much information, but maybe talking this way would reinforce the fact that they were friends with benefits, not a committed couple.

"You're very inspiring," Jon said. "Being in bed with you is thrilling. You make me want everything you've got. And you've got a lot."

Brenda hugged him. "So you think I'm a good lover?"

"Oh my God, yes!" Jon said. "I am so flattered that you want to keep doing this. I can't believe how lucky I am to be with a woman who makes love like you."

"Am I better than Margeaux?"

Jon thought the question was distasteful, but he was beginning to recognize that Brenda felt insecure about her sexuality. Her boyfriend must be a jerk. "Brenda, you are a fabulous lover. I feel sure you must be able to tell how much you excite me." He took the blanket from her, uncovered her entire body, and took a good, long look. "I wish you knew how it feels to look at a woman as beautiful and sexy as you. I don't have words to express it."

"You're doing just fine."

They both laughed.

"I want you to know that I will never, ever, ever talk to anyone about what we do together. That is not going to happen. I am not one of those guys who likes to brag about what he's done with a woman. Never. Never never never.

"We both know that I'm in a committed relationship with Margeaux. But I will never talk to her about what we do in bed. And I will never talk about her with you. Or anyone. I want you to feel you can trust me completely"

Brenda smiled. "What a gallant thing to say. Jon, you seem a lot more mature than the rest of the boys I know."

"Oh, you're just saying that because we just had sizzling hot sex."

She laughed again. "You are just the cutest thing. I do trust you, Jon. Maybe this is a good time to ask you something that's been on my mind."

"Sure. What?" he said.

"Making love with you makes me realize that I'm not very experienced with sex," Brenda said. "I didn't realize how inexperienced I was until you showed me how to do things I'd never done. Jon, I don't want to be this inexperienced. You know a lot more than me. Obviously. I'd love it if you could show me more things I don't know. I don't even know what I don't know. I guess I'm asking you to make a woman out of me."

Jon realized Brenda was completely serious. This seemed to be heading in a direction that could lead to a deeper emotional connection that could interfere with his relationship with Margeaux. But he realized that Margeaux's relationship with her girlfriend was emotional as well as physical, and Jon didn't feel hurt because of it. He liked Brenda in ways that went beyond sex.

"You keep saying and doing things that flatter me more than I can say."

"Good! I hope that means you'll do it!"

They laughed again. They did that a lot. This was nice. Being with Brenda felt good.

"Well, I have an idea," Jon said. "Have you ever taken a nude photograph for yourself, or for a boyfriend?"

"Oh sure. Lots of times. I never show my face, but I like the way I look naked, and I just love the way boys go crazy about those pictures. Done that since high school."

"Can you show me some of those pictures?"

"Sure. I can send you some if you want."

"Maybe later. Just show me some for now."

Brenda got her phone and sat next to Jon. Her photos were fairly typical. The best one showed her posing in front of a mirror. She had a wonderful body. What made this picture special was that there was a mirror behind Brenda, and that meant it showed her fully nude from the front and back. It showed her from the neck down, so no one could prove it was her.

But it was obvious that Brenda didn't know much about photography. There was lots of smudges on the mirror; they could have been removed with a few seconds of cleaning. The lighting was poor; Brenda didn't know how to set the camera to produce a "fill-in" flash that yielded well-exposed, even lighting without the harsh shadows of full flash. Jon knew these things from his time in photography workshops, and he'd taken nice erotic photographs of Sam, Noelle, and Leah. He looked forward to taking pictures of Margeaux.

"I think we can do better than this," Jon said. "Let me have your phone. I want you to have these pictures, not me. If you don't like them, you can delete them without ever worrying that somebody else has them."

Jon had Brenda sit on a chair and pose for him. There was a coat hanging on the wall behind her. She would not have realized the coat was ruining the background, but Jon did, so he moved the coat and took several pictures with an uncluttered background. He smoothed the sheets on her bed and had her pose there, too. He made Brenda feel like she was a centerfold model.

The pictures were a huge improvement on the ones Brenda had taken of herself. "Jon, you made me look so sexy," she said.

"You are giving me credit I don't deserve," Jon said. "This is how you look to me. Brenda, you are a vision. You should have pictures that show just how beautiful you are. No offense, but you deserve photos that are better than the ones you showed me."

Brenda put down her phone and gave Jon a look that was impossible to misunderstand. He laid her back on the bed so he could kiss and touch her everywhere. They'd already made love once, so this time they felt unhurried and relaxed. Brenda reached for Jon's cock, which was already getting hard. The expression on her face was so happy that Jon felt lucky to know her.

He remembered that she wanted him to show her new ways to make love. Making love with a camera was a nice beginning, but Jon knew she wanted a lot more. He could think of several things she'd enjoy. But one thing seemed like the obvious choice.

He rolled her over on one side and cuddled up next to her in the spoon position. He was hard and Brenda was still wet and loose from making love earlier. Jon's cock entered her pussy easily, and he pushed all the way inside her. Jon used his hands to feel Brenda's breasts and belly.

"Uuuumm. That feels nice, Jon," she said. He kissed her neck and shoulders, and slowly reached down until his fingers reached her pussy. He gently massaged her clit.

Jon was realizing that different women had subtle differences in their anatomy. There was something about the angle of Brenda's vagina that made it especially easy to enter from behind. He could shove his cock deeper, too. She rocked back and forth, urging him to keep going. "So nice," she said. "So nice."

They'd learned together how to make sex last, so they moved slowly as Jon went in and out. Both of them felt a wonderful sense of control over their pleasure. They could do this all day if they wanted. And they did.

It went on, and on, and inevitably they both became more excited. Gradually, they moved faster. Harder. Jon wrapped one arm around Brenda's breasts and pulled her close as his other hand massaged her pussy. It wouldn't be long before they both had to cum.

Or that's how it seemed to Brenda. She didn't know that Jon was about to grant her wish and show her something new. When it seemed that both of them were on the edge of orgasms, Jon pulled his cock out, placed it up against the entrance to her ass, and smoothly pushed until the head popped inside.

"Ooooohhhh!" Brenda said in shock. She could barely believe that Jon was fucking her in the ass. It felt like being in a porn video, not something that was really happening. Jon had tried anal sex with every girl he'd taken to bed. Some liked it, others were not big fans. But they all liked it the first time because the way Jon introduced it was such a surprise. He never asked for consent. It always hurt a little, but that never stopped the girls from enjoying themselves. Even if they didn't much enjoy the sensation, they loved the feeling of being so dominated by such a strong and confident lover.

It was different with Brenda. From the beginning, she loved the way it felt. There was very little pain, and even that was a good kind of pain. Jon moved slowly and gently, but Brenda urged him to move faster and deeper. "Oh, fuck me in the ass," she said, marveling at the filthy way the words sounded coming from her mouth. "Fuck my ass. Just fuck my ass."

Brenda was turning into a sexy animal again, and Jon loved it. She thrashed around on the bed, moving to push her body backward so Jon's cock went deeper inside her. Brenda was about to discover that she was the kind of woman who had a tough time coming from vaginal sex, but who came like machine gun from a cock up her ass.

She felt like she was on the edge of an orgasm that just wouldn't start. It was frustrating. She wanted Jon to give her a hard ass pounding, and nothing he did was as much as she wanted.

But then Brenda felt Jon's cock start throbbing, and she felt his warm cum inside her. That did it. She howled. She literally howled. The muscles of her ass clenched Jon's cock in a powerful, obscene grip. The people in the surrounding rooms hear Brenda cumming like a freight train. They wondered what she was doing that triggered such a wild roar.

She shook for the longest time. Jon wrapped his arms around her and held her tight. Leah was a loud lover who often came explosively, but Jon had never seen anything like what he'd just witnessed with Brenda. She was trembling and gasping. Babbling. It seemed like she couldn't calm down. All Jon could do was hold her down and wait.

It took a long time before Brenda rolled over and looked Jon in the face. "That felt amazing," she said. "How did you know I'd like that so much?"

Jon didn't know what to say, so he said nothing. Instead, he kissed Brenda all over her face and ran his hands up and down her body. His orgasm couldn't match Brenda's, but it had been damn good. His cock and balls felt fabulous. He knew he'd want to cum in Brenda's ass again soon. He felt wonderful that Brenda had asked him to teach her something new, and he'd been lucky enough to pick the perfect thing to show her.

They never wanted to get out of bed, but it began to get late so they were forced to put on their clothes and say goodbye. "Brenda, please don't send copies of those pictures to anyone you don't trust completely. It's OK if you want to show them to somebody. You have every reason to be proud of how beautiful you are. But I'd feel terrible if some jerk betrayed your trust by sharing pictures I took."

"I won't Jon. I won't share them with anyone I don't trust completely."

Jon had to leave. He was taking Margeaux to a fancy restaurant that night. He'd need to take a shower to wash off the smell of sex, then put on one of the suits Margeaux liked so much. He realized that before the night was over, he would have sex with two fabulous women in the same day. That felt nice.

He was almost back to his fraternity when he received a text. It was from Brenda.

I TRUST YOU COMPLETELY.

Within seconds, she sent him one of the nude photos he'd taken. And another. And another. One by one, she sent Jon copies of every single image.

When it was over Jon replied with two words.

MERCI BEAUCOUP

After a few minutes went by, he sent Brenda another text.

WOULD YOU LIKE TO STUDY AFTER CLASS TOMORROW?

Brenda replied immediately.

OUI

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"Did you get the feeling that Margeaux got any kind of sexual gratification from your encounters with other women?" Dr. Robins asked. "There are people who like to watch their partners engage in sex with other people. Was Margeaux that way?"

"I had the feeling that the reason she wanted an open relationship was so she could keep seeing her girlfriend," Jon said. "We had threesomes a few times, but I never got the feeling she was enjoying it for voyeuristic reasons. Margeaux thought of herself as being sexually adventurous. I think she liked doing some things simply because we were defying social conventions. Margeaux loved to feel she was breaking rules."

"I am not suggesting that your relationship was abnormal. When it comes to sex, almost everything is normal. But it's definitely . . . unusual . . . that two people your age engaged in this kind of behavior. When young people have lots of sex with lots of people, it's usually simple promiscuity. Older people are usually the ones who engage in committed relationships that are open. Like your parents."

Jon had thought of this himself. "Margeaux was very aware of what happened in the lives of the rich and famous," he said. "She wanted her life to be like the lives of celebrities she read about in magazines. She talked about that a lot. Margeaux did all kinds of things that were calculated to raise our profile on campus. We were big fish in a small pond."

"Can you give me some examples?" Robins asked.

"I can give you a bazillion examples," Jon said. "But one thing stands out. She pulled a stunt that made sure every single person on that campus knew who she was. And she managed to humiliate me at the same time"