Chapter 4
Lauren
I chuckle as I see Jack hurrying off to the rest room after making an excuse to need to freshen up. I can tell I got under his collar with that kiss. And I let my hand brush against his tented jeans and felt his boner. I’d bet he has a little mess in his shorts by now.
My dimwitted sister does not deserve this man anymore. It is her own self revulsion that is driving her extremism. A self-revulsion that my church nazi mother beat into her when she found out what Gwen did as a barely legal teen porn actress.
Isn’t that what drives most people into a therapist’s office. One or both parents shaming the person into abject self-loathing and repulsion? That is exactly what has happened to Gwen.
But Jack has no place in all of this. For nine years he was the perfect husband and Gwen adored him. Jack does not deserve the person that mom has driven Gwen to become.
I am standing in the living room. I have removed my blouse and I am in the process of removing my bra when Jack comes out of the hallway bathroom. “What are you…? Oh gawd look at you,” Jack stammers as he watches my bra fall to the floor.
“I am going to make you a very happy man, sweetheart,” I tell him as I wiggle out of my jean shorts. “Oh Fuuuuuuuck me,” Jack gasps as he gazes up and down my nude body. “Yes baby, that is exactly what I have in mind,” I chuckle softly.
I go to Jack and gently fold his hand into mine.
I slowly pull him into my master bedroom.
I slowly remove his clothes and pull him to the bed.
“It has been a long time. I’ll probably not last very long,” Jack tells me as I suck his cock into my mouth.
“That’s okay baby. Then you can eat my pussy till you get hard again,” I answer.
Jack was right. He exploded in my mouth in just a little more than a minute. It was a monumental load of cream that he spewed down my throat. I did not miss one drop of his tangy nectar.
“Oh Jaaaaaaaack,” I moaned throatily when Jack rolled me onto my back and hungrily went to town eating my drooling pussy.
Ravenously, like a starving man, Jack devoured my pussy.
He brought me through a tsunami of an orgasm before he lunged forward and buried his 9-inch cucumber size cock balls deep into my quim.
“Oh Fuuuuuuck that’s good,” I cried out. “Your cock is wuuuuuuunderful,” I moaned in a deep husky voice that I did not recognize.
Smack, Smack, Smack, Smack. I’m thrilled in the sound of his naked body slapping down on mine. It is electrifying that he is holding himself up so he can gaze at my naked body. He seems mesmerized as he watches his cock plunge into me over and over.
I swear that his cock is the hardest thing I have ever felt inside of me as he drills into me over and over. Again, he is ravenous to take me savagely. The mask of desire on his face is enchanting.
Jack fucks me so brutally that I easily follow him into climax when I feel his seed pumping deep into my womb. When we were both spent, we lay in each other’s arms panting for air.
“Wow Lauren…Wow. That was the best sex I have ever had,” Jack mumbles softly once we have settled down. “How long has it been?” I asked curiously. “More than a year with nothing but masturbation,” Jack answered.
“You will never have to go without anymore. From now on, I am going to be your surrogate for anything you need or desire,” I told Jack.
Jack and I had fucked three times by the time we cuddled up to sleep around 1am. Between the strenuous fucking and the tumblers of bourbon we both slept like the dead.