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She shakes her head, so I get her a drink, blankets, and pillows. No condoms, of course. And select a slow movie with nothing too thrilling or scary. Something boring like a documentary about wildlife so she can fall asleep faster.
But a scene of a mother and child somehow triggers her, and she can't help her tears again, so I turn off the screen. I calmly gather her in my arms and cover us with a blanket.
Half of her lay over me, tears soaking my chest as I silently comforted her. After a while, she seems to have fallen asleep, and I don't know how to get myself out from under her without waking her.
A hot woman, barely dressed in her light pajamas, her breasts pressed up against my abdomen, and every once in a while, I can feel her thigh brush my passionate member. It would seem like a pretty good situation to anyone passing by.
But I can't help feeling it is a bad situation for me. My erection is starting to become more noticeable. I am just thankful that she isn't awake to see it. Even though I have once shamelessly pressed it up against her, it doesn't mean I'll do it again, especially to a woman going through tough times.
Since my last break up, I haven't stopped having sex. I usually hook up three times a week to get off. Still, ever since I met Jenna, I have completely stopped thinking about sex with other women except with her. I want to experience it at least once. But now I feel we are too close to hook up and easily break up.
I try getting some shut-eye when my phone rings, startling Jen awake. I comfort her, whispering, "It's just my phone. Go back to sleep."
But her eyes are wide at attention as I answer my cell, "Gray?"
"We found a trail, but it got cut off after the van entered a forest. There's a video of it coming out, but nothing else."
"What about tracks?"
"We followed them to a river, but after that, the tracks got cut off."
"Search the whole forest. Don't miss anything. They can't have gotten far on foot."
"Okay, boss."
Cutting off the call, I turn my attention to Jen sitting on my abdomen, "You should sleep more."
She seems downhearted, "I don't want to sleep anymore."
I can't help feeling concerned as I ask, "Okay. Then what do you want to do?"
Her hazy eyes meet mine, charging my libido again, "Can we do anything?"
I nod, not understanding the true meaning of her words. Her innocent words seem not so innocent anymore when she spreads her thick creamy white thighs, exposing a tiny bit of fabric that appears darker and wetter, and lowers herself down on the pronounced bulge in my pants. Seeing her provocative actions, I swallow and feel my mouth dry.
Clearing my throat, I'm about to ask, 'What she's doing' when she suddenly rubs herself against the bulge, stimulating my sensitive member.
Clamping my hands around her waist to stop her, I can't help a gasp escaping from the sudden friction, "Jen!"
I place my hand on her waist to push her off when her small hand grabs mine and brings it straight to my erection. Her hand guides mine to stroke my own erection as she desperately whispers, "You said anything that I want to do. I want to have sex. And I feel like you want to as well. We can forget all about it tomorrow. But just for tonight. Just indulge me."
I never thought Jen would be so straightforward, but sensing the desperation in her tone; I understand that she wants to escape from reality for a while and not think about her situation. She wants a distraction, and I'm the only one who can give her that right now. I want to help her, but I don't want her to regret this, straining our friendship later.
It almost pains me to refuse her, but I can't help but give up when she squeezes the bulge between her thighs and starts moving leisurely, rubbing herself against my erection and successfully stimulating it with every move.
My head feels woozy from the friction. I feel weak from her misty eyes, teeth biting into her rosy lips, and perked-up nipples peeking through her flimsy satin top whenever she comes forward. I can feel her desire leaking from the delicate material of her bottoms, boiling my very core.
About to burst from the heat, I pull her down and flip her over, settling between her spread thighs. I can't help appreciating the pretty picture she makes. Misty sea-green eyes, flushed cheeks, plump lips, glossy hair scattered about, a sleeve slipped off a shoulder displaying her beautiful collar bone, and her chest rising every so often as she pants. All of it stokes my libido further.
I cup her breast, kneading it, as I sniff her neck. She smells so good; I can't help tasting her skin – nibbling her neck lightly, making her gasp. Slipping the other sleeve off her shoulder, I push down her top, exposing her supple perky breasts. Her erect nipples are so tantalizing I can't help but pinch one and bite the other.
She flinches, gasping, her arms wrapping around my neck as I suck the tip easing the pain of the bite she must have felt.
Jen groans hoarsely as she wraps her legs around my waist and raises herself to meet my bulging erection, "Ryan, don't tease me anymore. Please just make me cum. I want to cum."
Jen doesn't know how her words affect me. I feel my whole body burn with an unusual determination to fulfill her request. I want to please her, bring her to completion, and make her scream as she cums all over herself.
Freeing my erection from its restraints, I squeeze her meaty ass, leaving behind my hand prints. Seeing them fade quickly, I can't help smacking one, making her yelp. Her eyes widen in disbelief. I have wanted to do that since I saw her shorts stick to her curves.
