Clarification: The pic we posted is **not** Jess. She **looks like** that girl, but that ain’t her. Stop asking us if we want to fuck with you. If you want to play with us, send us a pic or something, we’ll return the favour (No faces at first please).

Again: This is Jake. *This is Jess*.

I woke up, and neither Jess nor Mark were beside me but I could hear voices from the kitchen – ahh, breakfast! I thought. I got up, put on a towel, and turned the corner into the kitchen and saw Mark holding Jess up against the counter, facing the rising sun and the awesome Chicago skyline, as he fucked her slowly from behind. It was all a bit weird – for the 2nd time they looked like they were making love. Jess moaned louder and louder…

*God! How much stamina did this guy have?? He was fucking me for the 4th time. I had already cum once – he took me in the shower while Jake was deep asleep. And now he was sliding into me again… I was honestly a quite tired and sore at this point. But Mark’s cock just easing into and out of me was absolute heaven. He wasn’t thrusting hard. We weren’t fucking. It was like, making rough love. Quite rough love, but quite tender at the moment. I was moaning hard too. I felt guilty. What if Jake heard us? What if.. holy fucking shit, he was right beside me! I looked up to find him smiling. “Are you ok hun? You ok with this?” He nodded, with a half devil-may-care, and half eh-what-choice-do-I-have smile. I felt a bit relieved.*

And what choice did I have? Jess was enjoying literally every minute of Mark’s near-love-making. I knew she had a thing for salt-and-pepper men, but I didn’t realize it was that big a thing. I couldn’t get hard, and I was feeling a little jealous, so I decided to go out and grab something for the 3 of us.
As I headed out the door, I looked back to see her mounting him on the couch, holding his face in her hands; them looking deeply into each other eyes, like lost lovers made me even more jealous. But I couldn’t take my eyes off them – it was so hot! She slid down his cock, and her head tilted back, her eyes closed, and her mouth opened in a soft, long moan… o–uhhhh. Yeah – huh! – yeah, Mark! Oh fuck, yeah, baby, you’re so hard, so fucking hard.

What? Baby? alright, time to leave for some breakfast. We hadn’t talked about calling out names, and this was a little… jealous. hot. Jealous? I had to get outta there.

*I heard the door shut softly. Huh. Jake had left? I thought, maybe he left to get something to eat. I was beginning to get a little hungry. Mark started to play with my tits, and gently sucked on my pink nipples. Oof! ooh! This guy! I could fuck him every day. His soft, thick silver-black hair, all at once older and sexy, but his young and hard and hot body. I was falling for my fuck-boy. I felt guilty. I felt hot. I … was going to cum! I shook as a hedonistic wave spread through me. I could feel my pussy clamping and releasing Mark’s cock, as he moaned, oh yeah, baby, cum on my cock. Cum on it you little playful slut! Ungh! I came. Hard.*

*After a few minutes of laying on him on the couch, almost passed out from the ecstasy, I realized that he was gently kissing my ear lobes and cheek – almost like… a boyfriend would.*

*We got off the couch, and cleaned up (separately this time, haha!). Then Jake came back. I squealed! Woo! My loverboy was back!*

She jumped me at the door like she hadn’t seen me in years. It was really nice to see that smile, and she greeted me with a sloppy wet kiss. I loved every second of it. I love you — I said. I love you too my babe, she replied. I wanna talk to you about this, she said. Sure, why not, here? I replied. No, at home. Did you have fun? She said. Yeah, but not as much as you babe! I replied. She grinned. Smirked. Said she was going to fuck me everyday like she fucked Mark.

*We had breakfast. It was fairly normal. Mark said we were the best airbnb guests, which made us laugh! He was a nice, kind man. Hot too. Irresistible. But so was my loverboy. Jake was mine. All mine. Mark….. ehh….he was a good hot fuck. Really good. Really hot. But just a fuck still. I didn’t love him. I loved fucking him, but I love my guy. My Jake.*

*After breakfast, Jake wanted to have a shower, and as soon as he left, Mark began playing with my ass from behind. Oof. I wanted him. Again. What was going on with me? Why am I such a goddamned slut with him? But I was too sore to fuck anymore. So I bent down on my knees, took his cock out and gave him my version of the long, slow blowjob. Lips kissing his tip, his shaft, his balls; tongue flicking his cock, running from base to tip. Hahaha, even just a couple of minutes, I could feel he was getting close, and I wanted to taste him! Jake was sweet, a bit salty even. But amazing! With a few strokes of my hand, Mark said “ahh, baby, I’m gonna cum”. Immediately I took his cock in my mouth. And held on with my mouth, lips squeezing it, tongue swirling on the head. Mark shot quite a load in my mouth. It wasn’t porn style load, but it was warm, and smooth, and tasted sweeter than I expected…. I dunno I’m not a doctor! I swallowed his cum. The first time other than Jake that I had swallowed any guy. I got up, patted his cock. Umm was that ok for my big boy? Hahahaha! He laughed. You’re such a hot little slut, he said. Why thank you! I replied. God, yes. I was in love with fucking and sucking this guy.*

I had my shower and came out to see Mark and Jess on the couch… watching netflix. She was curled up into his arms. He was stroking her hair. Squeezing her butt. Flicking her nipples. Whose girlfriend was she? Eh. Fuck it. Didn’t care. I loved this girl. And when she looked at me, she smiled in a way that I knew she loved me back. I curled up to her on the other side. She held me. I loved it. Loved her.

*Oh it was so hot, and warm and fuzzy. My fuckboy was holding me, squeezing my tits, grabbing my ass. And I was holding my love. Jake. My hottie. This guy had not a jealous bone in his body. I love him.*

*After a bit of cuddling we decided to leave. Mark said we could visit Chicago and him anytime. We told him we weren’t sure we wanna do this again. Jake left first to put our bags in the Uber. Mark and I made out for a bit. He fingered me from outside my jeans. It was fun. Afterwards Jake and I went home. I was sore for days afterwards. Mark had worn out my pussy. Finally, the next weekend, Jake and I had the hottest love-sex-fucking session. We fucked all weekend. Made love on every large flat surface. What’s that song with Matt Damon? On the bed, on the floor, on a towel by the door! Hahahaha, yeah, all of that and much more! He asked me if I loved Mark. What an idiot! I love him – Jake! I told him fucking Mark was a lot more fun than I thought, but it wasn’t love. Did I want to do it again? Yes. I did. But not with Mark. With another hot guy.*

But before that, she said, I wanna treat you my babe. You should get at least 2 women sucking your cock. At least 2 pussies that you pound.
And right there, with my cock in her mouth… I unloaded. She swallowed. I love this slut. And she loves me.

Fin.