Summer in San Miguel

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Jack Bronson looked at his watch for the 5th time in 10 minutes.
The bus from Mexico City was late again as usual.
Oh well he should be used to it by now.
His first summer in San Miguel de Allende had been a taxing one. He'd raged against the Latin concept of time...of saving it all for manana until he was blue in the face. His students had suffered that year and finally one of them, an old Mexico hand had taken him out, gotten him shitfaced on mescal and told him to say "FUCKIT...things get done anyway...maybe not when you want. But they get done."

After that and after the worst hangover he'd ever had in his life, things went a lot easier.
'FUCKIT, things get done!' Was now written in bold letters on his bathroom mirror so he would be reminded of it every morning.

It was now his fifth Summer in the picturesque old colonial town of narrow cobblestoned streets and clear cool air.
He had moved his art workshop from the prestigious Institute Allende to the charming palm ringed courtyard of the Hacienda d'Oro located on the outskirts of town, where he also kept a small apartment for the season.

Returning to New York and the grind of the 'big apple' art scene every September was becoming increasingly unattractive and more and more as he aclimatized to the laid back atmosphere of Mexico
he considered staying here permanently.
How his agents would love that!

16:45 hours...quarter to five...where was the bus!
All 15 students for the last 4 week workshop had arrived this morning along with a telegram saying that one of them would be late...
He took out the folded paper,
Her name was...



OOC...Jack Bronson is an artist with a failing reputation. A young and vital hero of the 'New Realism' 20 years ago, he has seen his star eclipsed and now is using the notoriety of his former reputation to augment his plummeting income with summer workshops in Mexico.

Four Week Summer Painting Workshops
Under reknowned artist Jack Bronson will be held in the beautiful city of San Miguel de Allende...

The ads read, and every year eager young amateurs forked over two thousand dollars to study at the side of the 'Master'.
A master fifty years old and fading fast...


This is a closed thread for Jaenelle and myself, though more characters may certainly be added as the story develops.



San Miguel...
 
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Janet Clearwater

Four Week Summer Painting Workshops
Under reknowned artist Jack Bronson will be held in the beautiful city of San Miguel de Allende...

Janet Clearwater read the add in the local paper as she sat in her robe at home in LA on a sunday morning. Hmmmm, was heard through her living room, thinking to herself she was due a vacation from the busy office. She hadnt had a vacation in over a year and her boss did tell her to take a vacation. Take as long as she needed he had said.

She quickly picked up the phone and made her reservations and got her flight info then bus info and discovered she would be late and sent a telagram to Mr. Bronson.

Her last phone call would be to her boss explaining she was taking his advise and taking her vacation. her boss told her to have fun and again reminded her to take all the time she needed. He new she had had a couple of bad break ups and needed to get away and he reminded Janet of that. He always teased her and told her if he wasnt married he would take good care of her. Janet would tease him back, telling him if he was single she would jump at the chance to date him if they didnt work together.

Janet being tall and about 118 pounds and her hair almost down to her buttocks, her bright emerald eyes, her 36c breasts always had the guys making cat calls at her. At work it was a big joke and the boss had to put a stop to it. Danny did put a stop to it and the office ran smoother. After he had sent Janet out in the field to work a year on her own. Janet was tired of being in the field and wanted to work in the office and Danny told her no she was doing fine. Told her to take a vacation instead as she hadnt had one in over a year. She was finally going to do it.

She "sighed" getting up off the couch and headed for the shower, taking a quick shower and then running to her room to pack and get ready for the shuddle bus to take her to LAX. She checked everything making sure she had her flight information and the bus information that would take her to this small town in Mexico. Slipping into her thong panties and then her dress and finally grabbing her sandles and quickly putting them on she was ready for a long flight and bus ride to relaxation. Janet grabbed her bags and went through the house and locking every up as she didnt know how long she would be gone. Danny told her he would check on her place for her.

The shuddle pulled up and honked its horn and she ran out of the house, locking the door behind her. Making it to the airport and having to run to catch her flight she was tired and when she settled in her seat on the plane she looked at her watch 5 hour flight, she hoped she wouldnt miss her bus connection or she would be really late.

Drifting off to sleep she dreamed of all the artwork and painting workshops she had attended in the past and loved. Landing in Mexico City and getting to her bus connection was a trying one, but she made it. There were a couple of stops that were to be made on the trip to San Miguel de Allende, but she could sleep and catch up on her rest. The bus pulling out of Mexico City and on its way to its first stop to pick up passengers she fell into a semi deep sleep.
 

He watched every passenger leave the bus. It was a first class gleaming air conditioned vehicle of the Estrella d'Oro Line and so it was not full and half the passengers were obviously tourists but none of them fit the description of
Miss Clearwater.
Finally he stepped up to the driver and asked if a
tall, dark haired gringa had come aboard...

"Sí , ella está dormida..."
The man grinned and pointed back into the dark interior.

Jack walked down the narrow aisle and sure enough found Janet fast asleep, her head resting uncomfortably on the tinted window and her long long hair spiled out over her...breasts.
Jack tried not to notice.
Every year he'd managed to get intimate with at least one student and this year he'd vowed that he would keep it all 'business'.
He gently shook her shoulder.
"Miss Clearwater?"

Her eyes opened...deep emerald polls...
I'm in trouble all ready.

"Gracias signore," She yawned, "estamos San Miguel?"

"No, no Miss Clearwater...I mean yes you are in San Miguel, but NO you don't need to speak spanish...I'm Jack Bronson."
He held out his hand and she looked at it for a moment as her brain cleared itself of sleep.

"Oh!" she jumped up.
"I'm sorry!"
She was tall....and very well built.

"I fell asleep on the bus...I didn't mean to put you out...Tired from the trip...I..."

"Please Miss Clearwater, no apologies."
He reached down and picked her overnight bag from the seat beside her...a fancy piece of luggage from a shop on Rodeo drive which he recognized.
"A long trip from LA then?"

Jack helped her off the bus and picked up the two heavy suitcases which the driver had already put at the curb.
Janet was drinking in the cool fresh air and looking up the hill at the jewel like town that seemed to glow in brilliant colors in the warm afternoon light.
"I'll get a cab and we'll be at the hacienda in no time."
Jack was already negotiating with a driver when She grabbed his arm.
"Mister Bronson this is all so new to me...so beautiful!...Can we walk?"

"Unhhh...sure. Sure we can. The exercise will do me good."
He paid the driver to take the bags to the workshop and looked up the long steep hill.
The Hacieda d'Oro was on the other side of town and uphill all the way.
He looked at Miss clearwater's shoes and the cobblestones of the narrow streets and made sure he had cab fare still left in his pocket.

"Call me Jack."
he said, smiling.
"Let's take a walk."
 
Janet's eyes opened and looked up at the tall man standing over her.

I'm in trouble all ready.

"Gracias signore," She yawned, "estamos San Miguel?"

"No, no Miss Clearwater...I mean yes you are in San Miguel, but NO you don't need to speak spanish...I'm Jack Bronson."

He held out his hand, Janet still on the sleepy side hesitated. Her hand poured gracefully into his big warm hand. Helping her to her feet she was embaressed and said, "Oh!" as she jumped up.

"I'm sorry!"
Feeling his eyes wander her tall form sent shivers through her.

"I fell asleep on the bus...I didn't mean to put you out...Tired from the trip...I..."

He cut her off, "Please Miss Clearwater, no apologies."
She didnt have anything to say through the crimson blush that crossed her face. Jack picked her overnight bag up for her and headed to the front of the bus. She followed him closely and he helped her down the steps of the bus. Jack picked up her luggage as Janet drank in the cool air.

A breeze picked up and her long hair flapped like a flag through the air. In a swirl of hair Janet turned around just as Jack said,

"I'll get a cab and we'll be at the hacienda in no time."
She grabbed his arm as she tried to tame her long hair in the breeze and said, "Mister Bronson this is all so new to me...so beautiful!...Can we walk?"

"Unhhh...sure. Sure we can. The exercise will do me good."
She smiled into his bright eyes holding a fist full of hair and whispered, "Thank you Mister Bronson"

He paid the driver to take the bags to the workshop and looked up the long steep hill, Janet still in a daze of wonder as she looked around with a big grin on her face. Thinking to herself that this is exactly what she needed. Coming out of her daze she turned to Mister Bronson smiling.

"Call me Jack."
Her smile brightened and said, "Ok"
"Let's take a walk."

"I'll follow you Jack"

She then thought of a bunch of questions to ask him.
"How long have you been giving art lessons?"

Her hand slipped from her hair and it swirled around her head like a whip and smacked Jack right in the face. Her questions forgotten for a minute.

"Jack I'm so sorry"

"I guess I need to tie my hair back, it can be dangerous at times"
"What kind of artwork will you be teaching the class?"

She asked shyly as her face flushed crimson and tried to get her hair under control and out of her face as they continued there walk up hill slowly. Her sandles hitting the cobblestones with every step. Jack eyeing her in silence as they climbed the steep hill wondering what a beauty like her was coming to an artwork lesson way down here.

An hour later they made it to The Hacieda d'Oro. The other students already there and Jack was thinking this one is more trouble as she is pretty. He thought maybe she should be the first model from the class and make an example of her. He smiled to himself and thought, Wait till she has to be in front of the class nude........Would she do it, he wondered.......
 
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Jack nodded at the others and smiled, introducing Janet to her fellow students.
They were a mixed lot all right. Mostly middle aged and overweight. Sunday painters off for a cultural holiday and the diminishing magic of being able to say they'd studied under Jack Bronson.
There was one couple, a handsome young man and his vivacious girlfriend that didn't quite fit the mold. Both blonde and both tanned, obviously California types...Jack introduced them as Tyler Maddox and Vickie Moran, both art students from LA.

He walked her to her room, the last one on the corner of the courtyard. Several comfortable chairs and a small table were by the door which opened to a cool dark, heavy beamed interior with a high old fashioned bed sitting in the middle of it.

"Well Miss Clear....Janet if I may?"
She smiled and nodded.

"Janet, I'll leave you for now. Get settled in. At six we'll all meet out here and go to dinner...take a walk around town.
San Miguel is a charming place. You'll love it."

He leaned over and kissed her cheek, Then walked away across the palm studded and flower rich courtyard.
She saw the blonde girl Vickie stop him by the swimming pool and whisper something in his ear....
*Uh oh*, she thought, *maybe our teacher already has an interest in the class.*
Somehow that disapointed her greatly.
 
After being introduced to the rest of the class which was an odd lot, Janet thought to herself. Jack walked Janet to her room, the last door of the courtyard. Janet looked around the room quickly and smiled.

"Well Miss Clear....Janet if I may?"

Her smile brightened as she looked at him and nodded.

"Janet, I'll leave you for now. Get settled in. At six we'll all meet out here and go to dinner...take a walk around town.
San Miguel is a charming place. You'll love it."

He suprised her and leaned to her kissing her cheek softly, she sighed inwardly as he walked away across the beautiful courtyard.

Seeing the blonde girl stop him and whisper in his ear didnt look promising and wondered if he had eyes for the blonde. "Did he like blondes better?" She thought to herself.

Janet was a little disappointed at seeing Vickie so close to Jack and whispering in his ear. She wanted the handsome instructor to herself. She sighed and turned to her unpacking, it was a few hours before she would meet the group for dinner and had time to freshen up after unpacking.

She didnt realize her door was part way open as she undressed. Kicking off her sandles, then gracefully she slipped her summer dress over her head and headed to the shower, she turned it on letting the water warm. Stepping out of her thong panties she poured herself into the shower easing her of her travel nerves.

Jack stood in the court yard after Vickie had parted from his ear and left him standing there alone. He had turned to look at Janet's door and noticed it was open partly. He stood there and watched her undress and head to the back of the room, he guessed to the shower. He stood there watching her in her thong panties, her hair swaying over her buttocks as she slipped through the door to take her shower. Her firm buttocks he couldnt get out of his mind. Tyler came up to him and asked a question about the art lesson he was going to teach them first bringing him out of his daze of Janet's firm ass.

Janet finished her shower and wrapped a towel around her as Jack was talking to Tyler in the courtyard. Drying off and going to get dressed Janet noticed the door open and closed it quickly. Grabbing the dress she had layed out on the bed she slipped into it. The red dress clung to her curves with the string straps over her shoulders. Janet's pert nipples showing through the thin summer dress that only went to her knees. She went to brush out her long hair and blow dry it. She looked at the clock, it was getting close to dinner time. Stepping into her sandles she went to fixing her makeup and spraying her best prefume on, then she decided to put her hair up in a pony tail, looked herself in the mirror and decided she was ready for dinner.

She stepped out of her room and onto the court yard and looked around for everyone else. They must all be getting ready still, she thought. Enjoying the cool summer breeze she closed her eyes and stood there drinking in the fresh air as she did when she got off the bus.
 


Mama Mia's, inspite of it's name served some of the best mexican cuisine in town and also the best pizzas!
Something for everyone and all in wonderful atmosphere.
A courtyard under the stars, palm trees, beautiful flowers, an excellent guitar player, handsome latin waiters...
It was one of Jack's favorites and a good place to bring everyone for supper.

The staff had pulled 4 tables close to each other so the 15 people he'd brought would be close to each other. Several students were back at the hacienda sick with 'turista' already. Oh well, live and learn.

Tyler and Vicky were at the table with he and Janet. The meal had been excellent and they were finishing it off with flan and dark rich coffee.
Off and on all during dinner the blonde girls hand had been rubbing up and down his thigh.
Before Miss Clearwater had shown up, he'd already singled out Vicky as the student he'd most like to sleep with...if he were doing that thing this year of course!, and he may have been a bit open to her flirtations earlier that day.

Tyler seemed oblivious, but Janet sensed something was going on and was annoyed.
"So Vicky, how long have you two been together. You certainly make a handsome couple!"

Her words brought Vicky's hand to a temporary halt....
"Oh Gosh Miss Bellweather...I donno...maybe like 6 months?"
Her blue eyes were open and guiless.
Miss BELLWEATHER!...Janet seethed.
"Clearwater dear, Clearwater."

Suddenly Jack felt a foot, toes in fact, beginning to stroke up his leg. He looked at Janet in surprise!
She gave no indication that it was HER toes doing the 'walking'
and instead stared straight at Vicky and Tyler.
"It's a shame you can't join us, but our wonderful teacher has kindly agreed to show me where I can make a call back to the States...and it's kind of private."

She turned to him, with a devastating smile,
"I'm ready when you are Jack."

Jack's cock had been growing hard under Janet's hand for the minute.
"I'm ready right NOW!"
 
The coffee tasted great till Janet got tired of Vicky's flirtations with Jack right in front of her boyfriend and he didnt have a clue. She sat there for a minute thinking of what to do......

"So Vicky, how long have you two been together. You certainly make a handsome couple!"

She looked Vicky right in the eyes as she asked and smiled. She also noticed the movement stop over Jack's trousers from the corner of her eye.

Oh Gosh Miss Bellweather...I donno...maybe like 6 months?"
Janet was furious at the blonde for getting her name wrong and she was a little load when she said, "Clearwater dear, Clearwater."

Janet stared right at Vicky and Tyler her foot massaging Jack's leg slowly making her way up to his crotch. Giving no indication to Jack it was her she smiled inwardly to herself.

Janet thinking quickly explained to Vicky that Jack and her was going to talk a walk and he was going to show her where she could make a call to the states and told her that it was private and sorry she couldnt come along.

Janet's smile turned to Jack.
"I'm ready when you are Jack."

Janet felt his erection growing under her hand and was hoping for that response when he piped up and said, "I'm ready right NOW!"

"Good lets go then"

Janet slowly rose from the table and smiled at Vicky and Tyler. Making sure jack got a good look down her cleavage with no bra on janet was happy with herself.

Jack on the other hand had a hard time getting up as he still had an erection and didnt want Tyler to see it and the others.

Janet layed her hand on his shoulder and asked if he was coming and whispered softly in his ear, "I'll walk in front of you if you come now Jack"

Licking the lobe of his ear as her breasts were inches from his waiting mouth. Janet's body screamed sex her hard nipples perky and showing through her thin red dress.

Janet stepped back a little to give Jack room to get up, her frosted lips curled in a smile and her emerald eyes flashing with lust.
 

Jack motioned one of the attentive waiters over, signed the checkand bid everyone good night. He followed Janet very closely out the door.
The streets were still busy, San Miguel was not a town that went to sleep early.
Out on the sidewalk, he felt his arousal shrinking as they merged into the pedestrian traffic...the physical part of the arousal that is.
Mentally he was fucking Janet Clearwater from one end of town to the other!

Their route took them through the noisy plaza where a group of mariachi musicians in their threadbare black and silvers were tuning up for a night of restaurant and bar hopping.
He guided Janet to a secluded bench and pulled her down to him with an urgency worthy of a sixteen year old.
Words weren't needed. His arms went around her and he drew her face to his. A melting embrace of wedded lips and thirsting tongues.
Janet's breasts were amazingly firm, her body lush and warm, his hand slipped between her legs....

"Kind of sudden...kind of public isn't it?," she gasped breaking away.
Jack laughed, "Look all around you dear, we're hardly alone."
Her eyes, now use to the moonlight began to see young couples and some not so young, embracing on nearly every bench, seemingly oblivious to each other.
"Not many people have cars. Theyre mostly poor and can't afford movies and clubs...so they come here."

The sight of so many lovers put Janet back 'in the mood' and Jack felt the warmth of her body once more pressed against him.
His hands rode up the the satiny smoothness of her thigh, their lips met again and again.
The air was cool and invigorating, snatches of music from half a dozen different sources were born on the gentle breeze.
He cupped her breasts, squeezed them, felt the hard buds of her nipples straining against his palms...her hands found his erection, stiffening against the thin fabric of his trousers...
She squeezed....
"Jack this is nice, but I'm ready for something more private, how about you?"

He was ready all right...
"My rooms at the Hacienda. I have a private entrance."

The walk back hardly registered and before they knew it, he was unlocking the door to his apartment.
 
Walking out of the Diner Jack at her heals and his warm breath on her neck excited her, it had been a long time sense she had these feelings. Was it the spontanous act that excited her or something else she didnt know.

Jack guided her to a secluded bench, he grabbed her and pulled her to him with urgency. Her own urgency matching his, feeling his lips on her frosted lips again and again. She loved the taste of his mouth, she couldnt get enough.

His hand went up her dress between her legs, his hand grazed over her shaved hood.

"Kind of sudden...kind of public isn't it?," she gasped breaking away.
Jack laughed, "Look all around you dear, we're hardly alone."

Seeing the other couples brought the fire back to Janet.
"Not many people have cars. Theyre mostly poor and can't afford movies and clubs...so they come here."
She barely heard Jack's explenation, her breasts crushed to his chest and their lips met in heated passion.
Jack's hand slowly moving up her thigh and the cool night air lifting her long braid and the music coming from different directions made Janet's head swim.
Her hand found his erection as his hand cupped and squeezed her firm breast, she softly moaned into his mouth.

Their kiss broke and she looked deeply into his bright eyes.

"Jack this is nice, but I'm ready for something more private, how about you?"

His smile told her he was ready.
"My rooms at the Hacienda. I have a private entrance."

She smiled back into his bright pools feeling like a giddy school girl. The walk didnt seem to take very long as they walked their hands were all over each other.

Leaning against the wall watching him unlock his door a big smile on her face.

"Jack, Do you have champagne?"

He let her go in first, his hand slowly went to the small of her back and down over her buttock sending shivers down her spine.

He kicked the door closed with his foot and he took her in his arms again, their lips meeting in urgency as his hands pulled at her dress.

She completely forgot about champagne, her hand went over his growing erection. Janet slowly unzipped his trousers as his mouth went to her breasts. The string straps he slid down her shoulders and exposed her full breasts.

In her urgency and lust she softly moaned, "Jack make love to me all night long, make me feel like a woman to be desired"
 

A light was burning on the table, a dim light that painted the room in deep amber tones. It was still early enough in the evening for music to be heard, drifting into the open windows with the cool night air.
Janet Clearwater was beautiful and he had no intention of rushing through what promised to be a long hot delicious night.
She leaned back against the wall, smiled wickedly at him and slipped the spaghetti straps of her dress off her cream smooth shoulders...

Satin red against honey glow skin...jade eyes under long dark lashes...his fingers hook beneath the straps and pull....he watches the dress descending...sweet full rise of her breasts...tan line revealed...half moon of dusky aereole...the dress pauses, hung on stiffened nipples...Jack stops...stands back....

His shirt is hot and tight and binding, he takes it off. She sees two scars, one that crosses his right bicep and the other, fainter, from above the hollow of his navel across his flat hard stomach to disappear along his ribcage.
Janet wants to ask him where...

Leaning down his lips graze the curve of her breast...small kisses trace the swells...caress them...hands on red satin pulling...
rosey tips resist then give and spring high... the dress falls, a crimson waterfall to her waist.
Hands on warm sweet hidden flesh, cupping and lifting...gently squeezing...nipples touched by lips, brushed by tongue...squeezing...lifting...his lips open and the yearning pebbled buds are drawn into his hot mouth...he sucks them, first one then the
other...squeezing...lifting...sucking...sucking...tongue tip pressing..
thrumming across them...delicious night...and just beginning.

 
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The dress fallen to her waist and seeing his scars he didnt give her a chance to ask about them.

Her nipples hard already, his hands wrap around them, her head falls back a soft moan flows from her joining the music from the other sources outside.

Her arms gently rest on his shoulders wanting to pull his mouth tighter around her breast. She wants to take this night slowly enjoy his caresses. There is no rush she told herself. Running her hands through his hair encouraging she smiles down into his eyes as his tongue swirls around her stiffened nipples.

He went to the other keeping his hand around the other gently squeezing, teasing her sending tantilizing shivers through her.

"OH GODS JACK YESSSSSSSS!"

Her heart beating faster as he kneaded at her breasts.

Pulling at him she slowly walked backwards toward the bed not wanting him to take his hands off her she held him close encouraging him to walk with her.

"The bed would be more comfortable Jack"

Leaning her head down her lips brush over his forhead feeling his warmth. For a minute of two he worked his way up to her neck nibbling and kissing each inch feeling her body heat under his gentle caresses.
 

Tumbling back on the cool white bed in a pool of blue moon glow...hands sliding up smooth legs and thighs, leaning forward Jack kisses her lips, and throat and breasts. His tongue swirls into her navel as his hands lift the silky fabric, exposing the tops of thigh high stockings and black lacey panties...
"I want to taste you." he says.

Warm kisses fall on the soft creamy skin inside your thighs...he kneels between your legs and opens them with his broad hands...you feel the coarsness of his beard against your tender flesh...fingers slip into delicate waist band...a quick jerk!....they tear, he pulls them free...a slip of lace...nothing...
He looks at your pussy...beautiful...*beautiful* he thinks...his fingers gently touch the hooded refuge of your pearl...they begin to rub, and tease...he licks his lips...


Jack leans down and breaths in her secrets, his tongue caresses the length of her rosy petals which peek from the cleft of her sex...
 
"I want to taste you." he says.

Janet couldnt speak so she smiled down into his eyes.

Slowly she parted her legs feeling his hand go to her lacey panties and he jerked quickly not giving her a moments thoughts the panties were off. His beard course on her thigh as he kissed his way to her waiting wet puss'.

She moaned softly, her hands wrapping around his head pulling him to her.

In all honesty she had never had this treatment before and her body was tingling all over in anticapation.

His first soft lick and her pedal's open to him, her soft moans blending in with the music from outside.

Her hands gently caress her hard nipples twisting, teasing sending electrifing shivers through her as his licks and kisses get harder.

"Jack, Its been so long sense Ive felt this way" She breathlessly says. Gazing down into his eyes between her legs, her emerald eyes flashing with lust.
 

Jack sensed that she was new to this...a reluctance to spread herself open for him...a modesty...the way she watched him in fascination as he lowered his head....

Taste of salt and honey...fingers spread the silky flesh apart, his tongue strokes the secret places, probing, licking...slides between pink moist gates...
You feel him now, inside you.
Strange warm thing, moving inside you...you shudder...his eyes on your eyes...you shuddder again...his hands lift your ass, his tongue is a wild snake filling your cunt with it's twistings and turnings...you writhe...you push yourself onto his face....fingers pulling at your nipples...twisting...squeezing....
The warm movement in your vagina, animal like ...
GODDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!
YESSSSS...good isn't it....very good....


Eating her in this wide soft bed on a summer night in San Miguel.
Eating her....musk and honey... candle light and moonlight...he will not stop.
 
Janet couldnt stop moaning his tongueswirling over her folds, twisting inside her, turning. Writhing under his caresses and pulling his head into her as his hands lifted her buttocks pressing into her harder made her squirm.

"OHHHHHHH GODDDDDDSSSS JACKKKKK DONTTTT STOPPPP!!"

His hand pinched and pulled at her nipples making them harder, her orgasm welling up inside her her hands pulled at his head harder wanting to sufficate him. Her first orgasm lasting as she held him to her wrapping her legs around his head. The second came faster and his tongue worked harder, faster to lick up all her nectar.

He made her body have feeling she never had experienced and she wanted it to last.

The candles and moonlight were so romantic to her, the cool breeze coming through the window it was all making her head spin.
 

Sensing the second orgasm beginning to ebb, Jack grabbed her ankles and spread her legs wide apart. His cock had been hard ever since his tongue had first touched her and now it was aching with pent up frustration...ready for release.
She was wet and dewy with her own passions and more than ready for him. she reached out and took his erection in both hands. Squeezing and pulling him into her...

His cock, spreads your labia...the soft head enters you...You fall back, breasts arching upwards...Jack tenses up and drives himself into you!...Into you!...All the way...all the way.
Feel him thick and hot in your body...squeeze him hard...
He pulls out slow....hold him! squeeze!...Now he drives in again...HARD!


"Oh GODDDDDDDDDDDDJACK!"
She was beautiful as she writhed , impaled on him...very, very beautiful....
 
Janet's body stopped shaking as Jack raised his head from her wet sex. She went to grab at his hard erection wanting him inside her. She guided his thick massive erection inside her and then he thrusted going deep inside her in one thrust.

Her back arched, his mouth going around her breast sucking hard swirling his tongue around her nipples. Driving her crazy with desire, Her tight pussy squeezed him sucking him in deeper.

He thrusted harder faster as he sucked and swirled his tongue around her hard nipples one then the other as her moans turned to screams of passion.

"Oh GODDDDDDDDDDDDJACK!"

Janet writhed under him, her pussy tightening around him she "EXPLODED" around him as his lips came to hers, kissing her savagely tasting herself on his lips and tongue.
 

He fucked her through one shuddering orgasm and into another, his cock now well lubricated with her warm passion, moved faster and faster into her body....
Delicious feelings...every nerve alive...sliding through your flesh, your tissues...deep, deep into your close hot secret places....moving faster...you slide,your pushed across the bed...your nails anchor into his back, Your thighs atrain around his hips...outside an owl hoots into the night...inside,inside...he moves like an avalanche through your twisting body...tingling waves of pleasure,building....his eyes are fire...burning you...into you...

Jack arched back and thrust powerfully, his thighs and buttocks straining, to drive himself into Janet as far as he could go. Pinioned, skewered, pierced, she twists around him, every shuddering delicious contact inside her body makes him shiver with uncontrolable delight...he cannot hold back...he cannot...
He feels her go wire tight, looks at her face...she's cumming..cumming AGAIN!

He explodes!
Rockets of hot spend, gush into her tightly contracting cunt...she SQUEEZES him for every last drop....
 
Janet felt like a thunder storm was coursing through her body as Jack drove into her hard while she writhed under him. Her first climax ending only to have her second coming up fast and more furious than the first.

Digging her nails into his back and her thighs lock on his hips pulling him into her tighter, wanting him deeper. Her nails dig into his flesh as her back arches pushing her breast deeper into his warm mouth.

Janet's electrifying orgasm showers Jack, she "SQUEEZES" him hard milking every drop from his "EXPLODING" cock!

She wanted more, as she held his head to her breast as he sucked and bit gently at her breast.

"Jack, I want to taste us on your cock!" She softly whispered into his ear as he planted soft kisses up her chest and neck. Still holding him inside her their lips met in a deep passionate kiss. He kissed her jaw line, teased her ear lobe with his warm tongue.

"Soon, you will get to taste us, I'm still teasing you!"

She contracted around him as their lips met again more savagely.
 

They played and teased, whispered and caressed until he felt himself growing hard inside her once again.
Sliding his hands up her arms and pinning her wrists he began to savage her breasts with kisses, feeling the buds of her nipples growing stiff in his mouth as he began to set a tempo of long deep thrusts into her body...

"Jack, listen..." She whispered and he leaned down to her soft mouth, to hear.

He laughed...
"Of course we can. It's one of my favorites too!"

In a moment he was kneeling on the bed stroking his cock and watching as Janet positioned herself on hands and knees, presenting him with a delicious view of her waiting sex.
Holding her thighs steady, he gave her vulva several long deep licks and said...
"Woof, woof...here I come!"



OOC...sorry hon, this is all I can muster up tonight.
 
"Woof, woof...here I come!"

Janet giggled as she wiggled over his tongue, his hand at the small of her back gently slid past her wet lips. Coming up on his knees he positions himself behind her, slowly she felt his hard rod slide between her moist lips parting them gently. Rocking on her knees she took him deep inside her, pulling herself off of him she reached around grabbing his long thick throbbing cock and placed it at the entrance of her anus. She turned her head to look into his eyes and smiled, "Thats where I want you Jack" she purred as his thick head slid into her anus with a pop.

He paused letting her get used to his think head, she then pushed back on him slowly taking him deep inside her bowels. Her moans of pleasure filling the room as the night birds sang there music outside. As she got used to him inside her they found there rythem as they're screams of lust filled passion joined the song birds outside.

"FUCK ME HARDERRRRRR JACK!

He leaned over his hand grabbing her breast and squeezing as his teeth found her neck biting and sucking her silky soft skin. Her load screams of lust rang in his ears. Her fingers found her swollen clit as she rocked faster and harder on his thick cock.
 

Jack thrust his cock up her ass slowly at first, letting them both get comfortable with the new sensation...my GOD! but she was tight! The resistance he felt only went towards stimulating him even more and every penetration drove him towards the abyss of orgasm like a steam roller.
He was laying against her back, feeling every movement of her body as he ground himself into her bowels.
His left hand was cupping and squeezing her breasts but his right had slipped downward and now he was pinching the hard swollen bud of her clit between his fingers, rubbing it faster and faster.
Outside the sounds of music in the park had faded to one lonely guitar and a haunting voice that was soon drowned out by the animal sounds Janet was making as he drove into her again and again, his fingers frigging her clitoris, her swaying tits an open field of play for his crushing grasping hand.
In the mirror he could see them fucking...and thought very briefly before he lost himself in the fire of the moment, how she might like having two men inside her at once...
 
Jacks hand replaced hers on her clit driving her closer to the edge. Janet's feet came up to his buttocks her heals digging into him pulling him deeper into her. Her screams of lust were like a song in his ears. Droplets of sweat covered her and him as they were joined, Jack's groans and moans mixed in with her song of lust. Grinding back into him as his fingers wrapped around her hard bud sending her over the edge, he thrusted deep into her bowels as she showered his fingers in sweet nectar.

"JACKKKKKKK DONT STOPPPPPPP, FUCK MEEEEEEEE!"

Her orgasm was long and hard, she writhed under him feeling his full testicles slap at her slit. She didnt know what had gotten into her as another strong orgasm hit her in a wave of electricity as he pounded hard into her bowels.

He went to pull away from her breast, she grabbed his hand and put it back wanting her nipples played with. feeling him swell deep inside her excited her in a way she didnt think possible.
 

His fingers were coated with her warm cum as they squeezed deep into the yielding flesh of her breasts...her stiff nipples popped out and he wished he could be underneath her sucking her tender buds down his throat while he...

While he...

RAMMED his cock into her ass!
JESUS YESS!
INNNN... to her tight, tight ass!

Deep thrusts now, deep thrusts that rocked Janet, that moved Janet across the bed...
She collapsed forward onto her arms, her fingers tore into the sheets...

IN...IN...INTO her! That's right baby, raise that ass give it to me!
OUTTTTTTTTT...slow...slow.....slowwwwwwwwww...

NOW! INNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!
All the way...all the fucking way!
GOD GOD HE WAS GONNA CUM!

She twisted back and drove herself onto his cock hard and....
HE EXPLODED!
His cock pumped hot packets of semen into her shuddering bowels.

"Filllllmeeeeebabeeeeeee"...she cried.
And he did....
 
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