The Jenna Arrangement Pt. 12

Jenna noticed my look, and gave me a mischievous grin. "I'll be right back," she said, sitting up, "gonna go change into something more comfortable."

As she scampered off to my bedroom, I couldn't help but wonder what could possibly be more "comfortable" than the tee shirt and hip hugging ruffled shorts she was already wearing. But my mind was now racing with the possibilities.

After several long, almost torturous minutes, Jenna's voice called out from my bedroom. "Close your eyes, okay? No peeking."

I smiled to myself as my pulse quickened. "Okay, darlin'. Eyes closed. I promise."

I could hear the padding of her bare feet as she came into the living room. I kept my promise and didn't peek even as I felt her presence standing close in front of me. I could hear her nervous breathing.

"Okay," she said softly. "You can open them."

I opened my eyes to behold a work of absolute beauty.

The sheer, white lace babydoll nightie she wore was simple, elegant, innocent, and incredibly erotic. It flowed loosely from her unfettered breasts down past her hips, ending just below the matching thong panties.

The floral design pattern was still sheer enough to leave her lithe, toned body completely visible to me.

"Do you like it?" Jenna asked almost shyly. "I picked this one out at the store after you left."

"It's beautiful, Jenna. As are you."

Jenna blushed and smiled. Taking my phone, which we'd been using to stream songs to my sound system, she scrolled for a few moments while I wondered what she was up to now.

Then the unmistakable strains of Marvin Gaye's "Let's Get It On" began to play, and I knew tonight was about to become magical.

"A bit of an obvious choice I suppose," said Jenna, pulling me up off the couch, "but I figured I'm kinda done being coy."

She pressed her all but nude body to mine. "Dance with me, cowboy." My arms wrapped around her, pulling her closer, and we slowly moved and swayed together to one of the sexiest songs ever recorded.

My cock was already pressing up against her, hard and needy, but I felt no urgency to rush things. I held her gently, my hands exploring her body in loving caresses across her back, hips, and firm yet soft bottom. Her nightie felt smooth and silky under my touch.

Her hands traveled along my body as well, finding their way under my shirt and lifting it off me. Her hard, puffy nipples grazed my now bare chest as she leaned up on her toes to kiss me passionately.

She broke the kiss as the song faded, her eyes imploring me with desire. I took her by the hand and led her to my room.

We fell together on the bed playfully, Jenna giggling as I rolled her over onto her back then pounced above her, pinning her down. I didn't need to ask if she was sure, if she was ready. Her glowing emerald eyes told me everything I needed to know.

I kissed her lips softly, then trailed along her neck, feeling her chest heave as I caressed her breasts over her nightie, then under it. Her skin was warm and flushed, her nipples as hard as tiny pebbles. She squealed with delight as I tweaked them between my fingers.

I lifted her nightie so my lips could now find them as well, and as I sucked her tender nipples, her body began to rock beneath me. I could smell her arousal building between her legs, hot and musky in my nose.

I slid my knee up and positioned it between Jenna's thighs, and immediately she began to grind against my leg, her satin thong barely containing her heat, or her wetness.

Jenna's gasps of pleasure increased steadily as I nuzzled at her breasts, alternating between them with lips and tongue.

"Suck them, suck them harder," she panted as her grinding increased in tempo. "I think I'm gonna...oh, ffffff..."

Her back arched as I latched on to her nipple and sucked it deeply between my lips, lapping at it with my tongue. Jenna grabbed the back of my head, pushing it into her breast, and squealed with delight as the first of what would be many orgasms this night took her.

When she'd relaxed enough to release her grip on me, I found her lips and kissed her softly. "That was quick," I smiled.

"And unexpected," she said, panting. "It kinda snuck up on me."

"Well I hope you have a few more in you, darlin', because I'm not even close to finished," I grinned wickedly.

Her grin matched mine as my mouth meandered slowly down her body, working its way through her cleavage and over her taut stomach, lingering for a moment at her bellybutton. "Hey! That tickles," she giggled hysterically. Her laughter ceased as I trailed my lips lower, kissing and softly licking my way down to her panties.

"Oh, fuck yes," she groaned as my mouth reached her soft mound, coming to rest over her clit, still hidden away under the sheer white fabric. Her scent wafted from beneath it, and I inhaled deeply, then blew out, eliciting a soft moan from her as my warm breath gusted over her tiny thong.

I nuzzled at her cleft with my nose, pushing against her as I breathed her in. I moved towards the sides, gently tracing my tongue around the edges where her panties covered her vulva.

Suddenly Jenna grabbed my head, lifting it by the hair. "Don't tease me," she pleaded, "I'm too worked up for that. Just go for it."

I sat up long enough to pull her panties off, throwing them aside, then dived back down between her legs and proceeded to feast on her hot, soaking cunt.

Jenna's hips rocked against my face as it buried itself deep between her folds, my tongue parting her delicate labia to penetrate her, scooping out the globs of hot sticky cream leaking from within, then twirling its way up to her clitoral hood, digging under it to find her swollen nub and flick against it furiously.

Jenna again grabbed my head but now she was pushing it into her as I sucked her hard clit into my mouth, wrapping my lips around it in a tight seal. Her fine red pubic hairs tickled my nose as I sucked and flicked at her pulsing pink button.

Dear God, the taste of her! Salty and coppery, like a hot battery against my tongue. Yet her drippings were both tangy sweet, almost citrus flavored, like sucking on a warm lemon dipped in sugar. I couldn't get enough.

Her labia were tiny and delicate as they fluttered under my flickering tongue. I took them in my lips and stretched them out gently, then burrowed my tongue back into her tunnel to taste from her again before returning to her clit with a mix of cream and saliva to lubricate her tiny bean as I now focused on it exclusively, determined to make her explode.

Jenna bucked beneath me, gasping and squealing, guiding my movements with both her hands and her voice. "Yes, right there, suck it harder, oh fuck yes, just like that, faster, don't stop, don't fucking stop, I'm almost there, oh fuck yes, oh FFFFUCK...!"

Her hips launched from the bed like a rocket attempting lift-off; I had to grab hold of her to keep my mouth in position long enough to finish her off as her orgasm shook through her entire body. Her adorable squeals echoed throughout the room, and I had a moment to wonder if my neighbors upstairs could hear as she finally collapsed under me, shaking and panting heavily. Fuck the neighbors. Let them listen.

I pulled myself up beside Jenna and held her until her trembling subsided and she could compose herself enough to speak.

"Oh my God I came so hard," she gasped, grinning ear to ear. "I...I didn't think I would."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

Jenna's face twisted slightly. "I told you I've only been with a few other guys, right? Well, neither of them ever bothered to...do that. They usually just hopped on top and started pumping away."

"You mean that was the first time anyone gave you oral?" I asked incredulously.

She nodded. "Yup. So I wasn't really sure what to expect. I mean besides from what I'd seen in porn. But that was much more intense than I expected it to be. I was a little worried I might be too uptight, but I already knew how much you love my smell and taste, so I didn't even think about it really. Plus," she took my sticky face in hand, turning it towards her, "you were just so fucking good at it."

She kissed me deeply, then licked around my lips playfully, tasting herself on them.

I was still in a bit of shock as she broke the kiss and lay back again to relax. I was really the first guy to go down on her? The first one to enjoy her taste, to suck her clit, to make her cum with my lips and tongue???

What kind of fucking idiots had she dated???

Jenna broke this train of thought. "How are your pants still on?" she said with a laugh.

I hadn't even realized that I'd never fully undressed. Nor realized just how badly my cock now wanted to be free. I'd ignored it's urgent pleadings to focus on pleasing Jenna.

I undid the button, and Jenna helped me slide them off along with my boxers. My cock sprung free gratefully, bobbing it's thanks. Jenna giggled as it twitched back and forth.

"They're such strange things," she marveled in wonder, "like a little person with a mind of its own."

She took my bouncing member in her hand, halting it's movements. "Well, not THAT little," she said playfully.

Jenna lay down beside me, still holding my cock, her warm breath in my ear as she whispered, "I love your cock, Tommy. I think I have from the first time I saw it. I love how hard it gets for me when you look at me, I love how it pulses and throbs in my hand as I stroke it."

Jenna accentuated this last line by running her hand up and down my shaft slowly, gently. "I loved how it felt in my mouth last night when you came," she purred, nibbling at my earlobe.

Her face rose up above mine, looking down at me, her eyes soft and warm and loving. "And now I want to feel it inside me."

This was it. The moment I'd fantasized about since this beautiful young woman answered a bizarre ad from a desperate and lonely stranger willing to pay her just for the privilege of exposing himself to her.

And now she was in my bed, about to become my lover.

It took all the strength I had to move away from her long enough to get the condom from my nightstand.

I slipped it on as she watched intently. Jenna then removed the nightie, leaving her fully nude as well.

Jenna looked at me passively. "How would you like to start?"

I thought about her past experiences, about how her former lovers had given her little say or control, about how they had ignored her needs for their own selfish pleasure.

"Why don't you start on top?" I suggested. "I'd love to watch you bring yourself to orgasm riding me."

Jenna's face lit up at this suggestion. Her light, petite body slid on top of me as I lay back, guiding her hips as she straddled my lap.

My cock made contact with her warm, wet womanhood for the first time, unencumbered by anything but the thin latex of the condom as she glided across my shaft.

Jenna looked tentative; it was the first time I'd seen her unsure. Not of what we were doing, or about to do, but of her own actions, about how to proceed.

I reached up and took her cheek tenderly. "Take your time," I coaxed, "go at your own pace. I'm here with you, okay?"

She nodded appreciatively, then reached down to guide the head of my cock towards her slick opening. I could already feel the heat of her.

Her face became a mask of concentration as she eased herself on to me. She went slowly and I could feel everything; her delicate flower parting around my swollen glans, her tight hole resisting, then expanding to accept my girth, the warm grip of her honey slicked canal as she descended upon my length.

And then I was inside her.

"Fuck, that's deep," she moaned.

Her hands on my chest, Jenna began rocking her hips softly, not riding me yet so much as simply wriggling herself on my shaft, adjusting to the feeling of it inside her.

My hands held her hips, working with her movements. She looked down at me, biting her soft lip. "Am I doing okay?"

"Jenna, you feel amazing. But this part isn't about me. Find your pleasure, explore it. I want to watch you make yourself feel good, to make yourself cum. I'm here for you, darlin', and I'm in no rush. Just relax and enjoy yourself."

Jenna leaned in and kissed me, my hands finding her soft breasts. They stayed with them as she sat back up and renewed her movements. She alternated her speeds and rhythms as if testing things out. She found a circular swaying on my rod that she must have liked, because she was now moaning regularly, her eyes closed and mouth open, panting as her pleasure increased.

I felt her pussy clench as her first orgasm hit, her body trembling above me. She never paused as the waves ran through her, but instead began to now ride my pole. She started slowly, raising her hips until nothing but the tip remained inside, then slid back down, her eyes bulging as I filled her once again.

I'd never seen her more beautiful or happy.

Jenna continued her ride, each passage along my shaft leaving it more and more slick with her cream.

Tossing her head back, she raised her arms above her head, stretching her body out above me as if trying to fly.

My hands were again at her hips, controlling her movements only enough to keep her from sliding off my cock completely on her upthrusts.

Her body swayed above me like a willow in a breeze, breasts bouncing in time to her movements, and again I felt her pussy grip me tighter as her moans became high pitched squeals.

Her pace quickened still more, building to a crescendo as she rode at an almost frantic pace. Her hair fell scattered across her face as her head rocked back and forth, and now her hot cunt was gushing over my cock, streams of warm honey running down my shaft, coating my balls, and soaking my bed sheets.

Her sweat mixed with mine as she collapsed over me, exhausted and panting. My cock slipped from her tight pussy with a wet plop.

I found myself glad I had masturbated with her earlier this morning, because otherwise, I'd probably have cum already as well. But I wasn't done with her, and I don't think she was ready to quit just yet either.

Still, we took a moment to catch our breath and connect, holding each other.

"Thank you," Jenna whispered, "Thank you for that."

I hugged her tighter. "You're most welcome."

Jenna sighed, then let out a soft laugh. "I just came more times already than I ever did with my old boyfriends combined."

I felt a sense of pride at that, but also sadness. It was a shame her past experiences had been so tainted and unsatisfying.

I kissed her deeply. "You ready for a few more, or still need a minute?"

Jenna answered with a wide smile, pulling me on top of her. Her legs parted and again I felt the warmth of her, waiting for me.

My cock was so hard I didn't need my hand to guide it into her. Her rose petals were swollen and slick and parted for my head easily, although her pussy still offered some resistance, having tightened up after her multiple orgasms.

I opened her up again slowly, sliding just my tip in and out at first, working my way deeper in incremental amounts; two inches, then half way, and finally her vaginal walls gave way and accepted me again fully into their warm embrace.

Jenna sighed deeply as I bottomed out into her. "God damn, I love the way you fill me."

I held myself there for a few moments as we kissed, enjoying the feeling of oneness.

Then I lifted myself up on my arms. Jenna beamed up at me. Her arms went around my lower back as I began to move.

I started slowly, with long, full, deep strokes, pulling out to the tip, pausing, then plunging back in.

Our bodies found a rhythm as Jenna's hips began to work in time with mine, rising up to meet my thrusts.

Jenna's cunt suddenly clenched around me so tightly that it sent a shockwave through my body. "What was that???" I gasped.

"Kegels," she giggled. I still couldn't fathom how someone could look so innocent and wanton at the same time.

We found our rhythm again, Jenna now adding the tight flexing of her vaginal muscles to our movements, and our speed increased as I pounded her. Jenna lifted her legs, allowing me even deeper access, and her moans became more urgent.

She pulled my face to hers, almost growling with lust. "Don't stop, don't you fucking stop! Fuck me harder, oh fuck you're so deep. Fuck me Tommy, I'm gonna cum again, yes, right there, right...there..."

Her words became gasps and squeals as she came, her eyes rolling back as she bucked in pleasure under me.

I never slowed, increasing my thrusts as I felt my own orgasm approaching.

Jenna felt it too. Her eyes locked with mine. "Yes, I feel it, I feel you swelling in me. Don't stop, I wanna feel you cum in me, cum with me, come with me, yes, oh FFFFUCK..."

Jenna grabbed my ass, pushing me harder and deeper as my cock exploded, wave after wave of cum rocketing it's way up and out my shaft. I howled my pleasure at the ceiling, grunting over and over as Jenna writhed beneath me in the throes of her own orgasm.

I collapsed over her, a hot, sweaty mess, my cock still fully erect as her silky walls milked the last few drops out of the tip.

I buried my head on her shoulder, gasping and trembling, simply unable for the moment to even speak. She stroked my hair gently.

As I felt my erection starting to subside, I extracted myself from her carefully, making sure to maintain a grip on the condom as I reluctantly slid from her warm, wet embrace.

I disposed of the condom then lay beside her on my back, Jenna immediately snuggling against me. Her body was warm next to mine. She smelled like sweat and sex. It was a divine scent.

We kissed softly for a few moments, then lay there, her head on my shoulder. I felt moisture there and, looking down, noticed she was crying.

She saw my concern and smiled reassuringly. "Happy tears," she whispered. I relaxed and returned her smile.

Another few moments passed, and now Jenna was chuckling to herself.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing. Well, okay. I've just decided I'm going to consider this my first time. I may have had sex before, but that was the first time it felt like...making love."

I steeled myself, finding the bravery to say what I'd been wanting to tell her for some time now.

"I'm glad you feel that way, Jenna. Because, well...I do love you."

Jenna sat up and turned her face to me, her eyes wide with surprise. I tensed, expecting the worst. Maybe I'd said too much.

Then her face softened, and her smile was radiant.

"I love you too, Tommy."

She kissed me softly, holding my face with both hands.

She broke the kiss with a giggle. "I hate to ruin this romantic moment, but...I really gotta pee!"

She scrambled out of bed playfully, and darted off towards the bathroom, still giggling happily. ------------------------------------------------------

Authors Afterwards

This chapter has been a long time coming. I hope you felt the wait was worth it.

I suppose this could be a perfect "Happy Ending" for this tale.

But I have more adventures planned for them.

For fans of the original CFNM themes of this story, fear not: its not going to become just another love story, nor will every future chapter simply be about them finding different ways to fuck.

But now that they've bonded fully, they can truly begin to explore their voyeuristic and exhibitionist tendencies even further, with full trust and confidence in each other.

Without delving into spoilers, I can at least hint at what the future holds:

Jenna has demonstrated some exhibitionist tendencies of her own, and may soon be looking for ways to explore them.

There's been talk about them giving Trish an "in person" show.

Speaking of Trish, she certainly seems to have a bit of an exhibitionist streak in her too, doesn't she?

And who knows what mischief could arise from the upcoming Girls Night?