I’ve never posted a jack before, but I like to lurk in here and someone recently suggested to me that I might get off on sharing my jacks too. I think probably he was onto something. So I’m going to relate this one I had a little while ago. I wanted to luxuriate in a nice fantasy self-cum session after a quick mechanical porn jack earlier today.
I have just walked in the door after a humid two-hour bike ride. I’m quite sweaty, sticky, and dingy with road dirt. He’s on the couch, doing some work. I had taken a little longer than I told him I would. I walk over to give him a quick kiss before I hop in the shower. He kisses me harder than I expected and surprises me by guiding my palm onto his bulging crotch. I end up on my back underneath him on the couch, and he unzips my sports bra as he locks eyes with me and induces my lust with his own potent gaze. I lift my hips and he peels my shorts off. He cups my wet sweaty cunt in his hand. I’m a little numb from the bike ride.
He pulls me up and has me straddle his lap. He shoves my hands behind my back and holds them there with his. He wraps his mouth around my nipple and sucks and pinches me into his lips. My bra is still wrapped around my shoulders, hanging off my back. I hump his crotch, punishing my desensitized pussy with the harshness of the texture of his jeans. Shocking myself every so often with the cold metal of his zipper fly. Thrashing, grinding, feeling him beneath the layer of denim. I cum like that, right on his pants.
I have just walked in the door after a humid two-hour bike ride. I’m quite sweaty, sticky, and dingy with road dirt. He’s on the couch, doing some work. I had taken a little longer than I told him I would. I walk over to give him a quick kiss before I hop in the shower. He kisses me harder than I expected and surprises me by guiding my palm onto his bulging crotch. I end up on my back underneath him on the couch, and he unzips my sports bra as he locks eyes with me and induces my lust with his own potent gaze. I lift my hips and he peels my shorts off. He cups my wet sweaty cunt in his hand. I’m a little numb from the bike ride.
He pulls me up and has me straddle his lap. He shoves my hands behind my back and holds them there with his. He wraps his mouth around my nipple and sucks and pinches me into his lips. My bra is still wrapped around my shoulders, hanging off my back. I hump his crotch, punishing my desensitized pussy with the harshness of the texture of his jeans. Shocking myself every so often with the cold metal of his zipper fly. Thrashing, grinding, feeling him beneath the layer of denim. I cum like that, right on his pants.