Page 2 of Just The Sex

Scene 2

I’m going to ruin you in front of all of Central Park

Latch & Jessy

Jessy is about five-five, blonde hair with the lightest blue eyes I’ve ever seen. Her body is a bit thick, but she holds it so damn perfectly. She teaches yoga and it pays off well. Apart from Abby, I enjoy fucking her the most. Especially because I am able to use my strength when we play. Today, I hope she can help me get lost. Sitting on her couch as I wait for her to finish making our drinks, I look through my spare bag of toys and it reminds me of yesterday’s events, especially that fucking asshole chasing me down the alley.

But it could’ve ended worse – at least he didn’t actually catch us in the act, with her collared while I fucked her. I always knew being with Abby was a risk on so many levels. I opened myself up in a way that I never have and I broke my number one rule being with her. But when it came to Abby, the rules all seemed to blur. When they shouldn’t. They are made to ensure that this exact thing didn’t happen. I’m not a home-wrecker and I can’t forget first and foremost that what I do is illegal and an angry spouse would run to the cops at the drop of a hat.

Going forward, I need to keep my mind right. I can’t have any feelings that will cloud my judgment – ever – or it has to end. And that means that right now, I have to let Abby go.

Jessy bends over, handing me a drink with her huge tits popping out of her tiny ass bra. I take it from her and hope that fucking her can be the drug it’s always been. A way to shut off the noise in my head and forget about the rest of the world.

“What do you have planned for me today?” she asks.

Grabbing a handful of my dick I urge my hips upward and tell her, “A little of this.”

“A little?” she questions me.

“Or a lot,” I smirk and slam my glass. Standing to her as she sips her drink and then licks her lips, I nuzzle her neck. She smells like heaven, just what I need right now. Running my hand down her body, she is as soft as silk. I turn off everything inside and push every ounce of attention into my fingertips as they trail over her.

“On the couch,” I order her to sit facing out towards a wall of windows that overlook Central Park. Reaching for my bag, I set it on the table.

“Now, do you have any requests today?” I ask her.

She shakes her head. “Good, ‘cause I’m going to ruin you in front of all of Central Park.” As I place the collar on her, I notice her breathing increase. Then I take off my shirt and toss it on the chair, reaching into the bag to grab the gag ball. She looks at me antsy, which makes me move quickly to her. She told me when we first met that she wanted to try any and everything there was in the sex toy world. Last time, we played with hand-cuffs and a dildo. Today, I’m just stepping it up a notch. This is what I’m good at. This is where I’ve always felt in control. This is where I belong. “Up you go, gorgeous,” I tell her, lifting on the chain that connects to her collar. Walking her to the windows, I push her body against them, my cock so stiff, but I know that none of this is about me. Maybe that’s why I cherish my time with Abby so much, because I let the pleasure be about both of us. Shaking the thought of Abby away, I hold Jessy’s body against the window, drop the leash, and unclasp her bra, slowly dragging it down her arms, allowing the tips of my fingers to follow it down, tickling her gently. She backs away and it hits the floor, then I push her hard against the window, rubbing my cock against her. It’s time to fuck Abby out of my head.

“Tell me what you want.”

“Your cock.”

“I bet you do,” I whisper into her ear, grinding myself against her. “On your knees,” I command, turning her around. She’s panting, looking up at me as she slowly kneels down. “Unbutton my pants and work my cock with your mouth before I gag...” But before I can finish, she has my cock out and dives in, wrapping her mouth around it working me. I love the type of freak she is. This is why I do this. After I grow to my full length, she still pushes herself. Leaning back, I brace myself on the windows and enjoy what she is doing for a minute. But I find myself again wishing she was Abby. Fuck.

I focus on my cock. On Jessy, on why I came here. It is to please her, after all…that’s what she is paying me for. I push Abby from my mind and grab Jessy’s collar pulling her up to stand in front of me. Taking my thoughts firmly in my hand, I place the ball and strap over her mouth and then secure it behind her head. She watches my arms flex with every move while I adjust it. She is panting heavily against the ball, her chest moves up and down, and I know it’s because she is horny, not nervous. Getting lost in a sex haze is what we both need. Now.

Taking my pants all the way off, I toss them on the chair then drop to my knees, tenderly removing her panties. She looks down at me with the ball holding her sexy mouth wide open. Then I press her body back up against the windows and start to lick her soft pink slit. She moans in pleasure, and I spread her pussy, inserting two fingers into her cunt, licking and stroking at a good pace just getting her wet enough so she’ll fuck good.

I stop when her noises peak and turn her around, holding her hot body against the wall of windows. She tries to grip on to anything she can as I roll a condom down my length and then slam into her. I hold on to her hips and fuck her good and hard, losing my mind with each thrust, pressing her against the glass, as all of Central Park could look up and watch me ruin her, just like I promised.

After only a few seconds, she shakes fiercely, coming from my dick and I work her orgasm out of her, listening to her muffled noises as they bounce off the glass and echo through the room. Moving her to the chair, I chase my inner numbness as I toss her facedown over the arm. It’s closer to my layout of toys. Grabbing my whip and a wrap of rope, I order, “Spread your legs and stick your ass out.” She does so right away and I whip her firm ass gently on each cheek. She moans in a pleasurable pain taking the whip very well even though it’s her first time. Taking her right hand into the grip of mine, I move it behind her and place my whip handle in her hand laying the thong of the whip on her lower back. My cock is so hard as I do this. Toys turn me on like nothing else, adding that extra element, and right now give me just one more thing to focus on. Reaching down, I skim a finger over her wet pussy. She’s so ready.

“Do you want to come on my cock again?” I ask her harshly.

“Yes,” she’s quick to respond.

Without another word, I line her ass with my cock and slam her deep in the cunt, causing her body to tighten. I leave my cock buried in her without moving and grab her other arm, slowly moving my dick, teasing her. Taking the rope, I tie a simple knot and then tighten her two hands together, weaving a figure eight between the two.

With her tied up, I grab a handful of each of her ass cheeks and spread her wide as I keep fucking her. But she looks so much like Abby that a guilt I’ve never felt takes over and I immediately remove the gag ball, needing to hear her voice to dispel the vision. “Let me hear you,” I tell her, trying my best to stay in the zone. “Harder,” she begs and the tone of her voice keeps me in control. She leans up and I press my lips against her shoulder. “Make me come again, Latch,” she begs for more, and I reach around her, teasing her clit as my shaft rocks her to the core. She’s panting, moaning, and clenching me.

I push her back down and take the whip from her hand giving her a sharp smack to her ass. She cries out in desire and I pick up my pace, moving my thick cock inside of her wet pussy. Sweat beads on my forehead. Her body is clammy and she moans with every pulse of our bodies meeting one another. Her ass is red, and again I begin to drift off thinking about Abby.

Fuck, I miss her. I wish I were fucking her.

Jessy does remind me in so many ways of Abby, and I have to admit that’s why I chose her first to fuck today. Stupid fucking move. Looking down at my cock as she takes every inch of me, the room spins in slow motion and I have to pull myself back to reality. I focus on coming, letting go in my release, that right now, I so desperately need to take me out of my head.

Keeping in the moment, I drill her deep and she starts to tighten her cunt firmly around my swollen dick. I sense she’s ready to let a good cum out, so I run my cock in her deeper and harsher. She bows and I urge her on, “Let go, baby.” She screams my name, letting go, and I search for my release.

After watching her come like that, you’d think I could come right away, but I can’t. Yes, she’s got me horny as fuck, but I just can’t find my release. My head is too tied up. Refusing to accept this, I move her sweaty body to the couch, laying her face up, where her tits are staring at me.

“You like being tied up and fucked like a slut, don’t you?” I ask her, spreading her pink pussy lips again.

“That was fucking intense,” she says as I slide the head of my shaft slowly into her and move at the pace I like. Reaching for her tit, I grab a handful and get lost in none other than the thoughts of Abby. I imagine that I am inside of her pussy. Quickly, a good cum brews as she moans just like Abby and I listen to her soft voice calling me, just like I need.

I get to a place where I’m so close to coming, but my mind won’t let go, wrapped up in the turmoil…Jessy, Abby…Abby, Jessy, so I pull my swollen cock out of her. Ripping the condom off as I jerk myself hard, Jessy gets to her knees and I look at her tied up as she has her mouth open, waiting for my cum. She’s such a dirty girl, letting me jerk my cock on her. Finally, the flow begins and it’s strong as fuck, making my entire body tingle. I close my eyes and tighten my ass cheeks, pumping myself all over her. After I finish, I help her stand up and untie her hands. Thank God that’s over.

“Thank you,” she says and cleans herself up.

“Of course, babe,” I respond, hoping she can’t hear how shaken up I feel inside. I kiss her cheek and put my toys away, eager to get the fuck out of her apartment. After the mindfuck that I just endured, I need a stiff drink. Leaning down, I kiss her on the lips, my mind is in such a funk. “Do you have to go?” she asks me with a pout to her face.

“You know the rules. We come and we’re done, babe.”

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