Chapter 7
Jill and Tad stepped out of the elevator on Jill's floor. They walked past two doors before coming to her room. She inserted the key and opened the door. They went in and she closed the door behind them.
Jill walked into the kitchen of the small condo. She had several bottles of liquor on the counter. She poured a large glass full of brandy.
"What are you drinking?" she asked.
"I'll have what you're having."
She began pouring, then stopped suddenly. "Did you hear that?"
"Yeah," Tad said. "It came from the bedroom."
Still in his towel, Tad walked to the closed bedroom door. He turned to Jill. "Did you close this door? I thought it was open when we left."
"It was open. I never close doors," she whispered.
Just then the door opened. Tad jumped back in surprise. The man on the other side of the door jumped back in shock.
"Who are you and what are you doing in here?" Jill gasped. In the excitement she had forgotten that she was wearing a towel and that her tits were not covered.
"I'm Jim Nelson. I'm your bellhop. I was just in turning down your bed for you."
Jill looked at Jim. He was dressed like a bellhop. She had no doubt that he was telling her the truth.
"Tell me something, Jim," she began. "How long have you worked here?"
"I started this summer after graduation. I just stayed on through the winter. Why?"
"Just curious," she said.
With the situation defused, Jill happened to look down to the drink she'd been pouring. She peered between her tits at the glass. Suddenly, she was embarrassed.
"Stay for a drink, Jim?"
"No, thanks," he said, staring at her tits.
"Why not?" Tad asked, amused by Jim's uncomfortable situation.
"I'm still on the clock. Besides, I still have two rooms to get ready."
"Well, tell you what," Jill said. "We'll get dressed while you finish those two rooms. Then you punch out and come back up to share a drink with us. How's that sound?"
"Well, if you're sure you don't mind," he said, still staring at Jill's tits.
"We'll expect you in ten or fifteen minutes."
Tad closed the door behind Jim. He turned to face Jill and laughed. "That poor kid. Did you see the size of his eyes when he noticed your tits?"
"Yeah, it was quite a sight," she said as she sat on the small couch in the living room.
"Aren't you going to get some clothes on? He said he'll be back in ten minutes."
"Of course I'm not going to get dressed. It would be a waste of time, now wouldn't it?"
"You're one wild lady, Jill."
It was almost twenty minutes later when they heard a timid knock at the door. Tad opened the door and let Jim in.
"I thought you were going to get dressed!" Jim gasped.
"What's wrong?" Jill asked. "Don't you like my tits? I've always thought they were special."
Jim was speechless. He had never dealt with anyone as proud of their body as Jill. He sat in silence.
"Here, let me get you a drink," she said.
She returned a minute later with a large glass of brandy. She handed it to Jim as she sat next to him on the couch. Tad was seated in a chair across the room.
Jill reached her hand over to Jim. She let it fall on his upper thigh. She felt him jerk when her hand touched his leg. She felt him squirm slightly under her touch. Slowly, while everyone talked, she worked her hand up his thigh to his crotch.
When her hand reached his crotch, she could feel his cock already straining through the tight pants he was wearing.
"So, Jim, what do you think of my tits?" Jill asked. The question was so far from their topic of conversation that all talk stopped for a moment.
"Well, I think they look great. Why do you ask?"
"Well, I just thought that you might like to try them out in a little while," she said. "In front of your husband?" Jill and Tad laughed.
"My husband isn't here, Jim," she said. "Tad and I are just good friends."
"Oh, I see." It was obvious that he was still slightly confused.
Jill removed her hand from Jim's crotch. She stood directly in front of him, her back to Tad.
"Stand up," she whispered.
Without hesitation, Jim complied. He stood directly in front of her. His chest was only inches from Jill's nipples. She could see Jim was fighting the urge to grab her tits.
"Go ahead. Do it," she said.
"Do what?"
"Do what you want to do. Grab them. That's why God gave them to me. To share them with you."
Jim leaned toward the end table to rid himself of the unwanted drink. When he stood up, he reached a tentative hand toward Jill's tits.
Jill, seeing Jim's hand moving, quickly thrust her chest forward. His open hands were immediately filled with her tit-flesh.
She threw her arms around his neck. She pulled her mouth up to his. Her tongue dove quickly into his mouth. She felt his hands trapped between her tits and his chest. He couldn't remove his hands from her tits even if he wanted to.
Jill's tongue probed Jim's mouth. The tip of her tongue ran along his flawless teeth. She could feel the hardness of his excited cock poking at her.
She pulled her mouth away from his. She kissed and nibbled her way along the side of his face to his ear. She fucked her tongue into his ear. She licked trails around his outer ear and darted the tip of her tongue deep inside.
Jill pulled her tongue out of Jim's ear. "You know what I want, don't you?"
"Huh?"
"I want you to fuck my brains out, Jim! Are you up to that?"
"Yeah, sure. But what about him?" Jim whispered into her ear.
"Well, it's like this. He'll just sit there and watch. If there comes a point when he wants to play too, he will. How does that sound?"
"Great!" Jim gasped, grinning.
She pulled her hands from around his neck. She put them to work on the top button of his shirt. Steadily, her hands worked their way down the front of Jim's shirt. She pulled his shirt open and out of his pants.
"How old are you?" she asked.
"Almost nineteen."
That was old enough. She didn't utter another word about age. She only hoped he could fuck.
She pulled the shirt back to help Jim slip out of it. She casually tossed it to the floor. She ran her hands over Jim's hairless, youthful chest. She rubbed her palms against his tiny nipples.
She allowed her hands to drop to Jim's belt. She slowly unfastened the clasp and pulled the leather strap from its loops.
"We'll save that," she said. "We may need it later, who knows."
She tossed the belt onto the couch, then resumed her work on the front of Jim's pants. She tugged roughly at the button. After two sharp tugs the button yielded. The zipper was another story. His cock was so hard and swollen that his zipper started down its track without any help or encouragement from Jill.
She made sure his zipper was down before pulling his pants toward the floor. She thrust her hands into the rear pockets and pushed toward the ground. The tight denim pants slid over his slim hips.
She dropped to her knees and untied his shoes, then helped him step out of them. The pants followed the shoes onto a pile at the end of the couch.
She reached forward to his crotch. Clad only in his shorts, Jill could plainly see the outline of his hard cock pressing against the cotton. She pulled the shorts over his hips. She felt his hand on her shoulder as he stepped out of them.
Jill reached out to his cock. She gently took it in her hands. She could feel the heat radiating from his swollen prick. She pushed back on his hips, causing him to fall back on the couch.
She scooted forward quickly and buried her face in his lap. Her mouth dove on his cock. She felt the tip of his prick slide gently across the roof of her mouth and into her throat.
She pressed her face down on his lap until she felt her nose press against his cock-hair.
Jill pulled her face back along the rigid cock-shaft. When only the tip of his cock was still in her mouth, she went to work with her tongue. She licked lightly at the tip of the cock. She could already taste cum.
With the tip of her tongue, Jill traced around the ridge of his cock-head. She ran her tongue around the groove several times. Suddenly, she pushed her face onto his cock again. She felt the head of his prick slam into her throat.
"Oh, God!" he cried. "That felt great!"
Jill smiled.
She pulled back along his cock-shaft, and saw his prick-meat slowly emerge from her mouth. She could see her spit glistening on his cock-shaft. When only the tip remained in her moist mouth, Jill forced her face down again, causing his prick to hammer into her throat again. She heard another moan.
Jill tasted more cum. She pulled back, allowing his cock to slip from her mouth.
She kissed the insides of his thighs. She pressed her hands against the insides of his legs to force them apart.
She kissed his balls. She expertly ran her tongue over his entire ball-sac. Jill could feel the nerves twitching as her tongue passed over his sensitive skin. She licked down his sac to his asshole. She darted at his puckered shitter.
Jill climbed forward on Jim's body. She felt the hardness of his cock run down the center of her body. She reached up to his shoulders. She pulled herself up into his lap.
Jill attacked his lips with hers. She flitted her tongue into his open mouth.
Jill reached between her legs. Her cunt was starting to get wet. Without breaking her kiss, she pushed a finger into her pussy. She could feel the warm wetness inside. She rubbed her finger around the walls of her pussy, gathering pussy-juice. She pulled her finger out and spread the slick pussy-juice over her cunt-lips.
She continued to drive her finger into her pussy in search of more slick fuck-fluid. She wiped it liberally over her spread cunt-lips.
Jill pulled her lips away from Jim's mouth. The look on his face was that of pure bliss. It was obvious that he had never had a woman before. Girls, maybe, but never a woman.
Jill rose from the couch and stood in front of him. Making sure his eyes were on her, she unfastened the towel from around her waist. She tossed the towel onto the growing pile of discarded clothing. Directly in Jim's view, she ran her left hand between her legs. She rubbed it over her pussy mound and cunt-lips, parting her pussy-lips slightly. Jill extracted her hand from between her legs and crawled back onto Jim's eager lap.
She leaned forward, causing her ass to rise in the air. Her knees were on either side of his thighs. She reached between her legs and felt for Jim's cock. She found it with no trouble. His cock was standing up hard and tall.
She gripped the cock-shaft and pointed his prick at her slick pussy-lips. Slowly, Jill eased her ass down. She felt the hard cock-tip part her wet pussy-lips. His cock-head felt good parting her cunt-lips.
Convinced that his cock was lined up properly, she dropped her ass onto Jim's thighs. She felt his cock fuck deep into her pussy. The head of his prick slammed against the back of her pussy and Jill let out a low moan.
She was motionless. It took a moment to recover from the shock. Jim's cock had slammed into her pussy with such force and power that Jill lost her breath. She hugged his body with her arms and rested for a moment.
Fully recovered, Jill put her pussv to work. She gently worked the muscles in her pussy. She tightened her cunt muscles on the probing cock. She felt her pussy squeeze his prick-meat.
With her pussy trying to suck the cum from Jim's cock, Jill pulled herself up. She felt his cock pulling out of her fuck-hole. She relaxed her pussy muscles and dropped onto his cock again.
"Shit!" Jim exclaimed.
"Did I hurt you baby?" she asked in a breathy tone.
Jim shook his head.
She lifted herself up again. She felt the tip of his cock part her cunt-lips and pull out. Again and again she bobbed up and down. She allowed the cock to part her pussy-lips only, then she pulled up, causing his prick to pull out of her hot cunt.
She massaged his smooth chest. She worked his chest muscles with her small hands. All the while, she continued to bob on the impaling cock.
Every once in a while, when she couldn't take it any longer, Jill dropped her ass onto Jim's legs. The relief of his cock plunging into her was incredible.
Then she felt Jim's grip on her leg tighten. She was sure he was going to cum. She tightened her pussy muscles around his cock-meat, then lowered her cunt onto Jim's cock. She felt the tip of his prick start to twitch inside her hole.
She jumped up and down on Jim's cock with renewed vigor. She would bring him to the best climax he'd ever had. Jill slammed the cock into her womb every time she dropped. Again and again she rose up off his cock, only to drop with all her weight. His cock fucked in and out of her pussy with incredible force.
Then Jill felt his hot cum start to shoot into her waiting cunt-hole. She could feel the hot jets pelting against the back of her pussy.
She dropped onto Jim's cock and stayed there, while the hot streams of cum slowed. When she could no longer feel the cum shooting into her pussy, she slowly rose off of his cock.
Convinced he was spent, Jill rose slowly off of his cock, allowing it to slip from her pussy. She felt a rush of cum and pussy-juice gush from her fuck-hole, so she quickly put a hand over her cunt to keep the cum from leaking out.