Maggie, Book 1, Chapter 19

Biggest orgasm of her life. Not that you could measure them. Most memorable she would have to say. The most incredible sexual experience of her life. Everything about it tuned her on to the point she was electrified. Jay’s body, his face, his accomplishments, his physical ability, his upbringing, his intelligence, his dirty talk, the passion he had, yes, the size of his cock too—all of it together led her down a path that was ended at a cliff ledge. She’d stepped off happily and plummeted, not knowing what was at the bottom, but while it gave her tummy the flips it brought a smile across her face that couldn’t be wider. Jay was incredible. He lay under her now, His eyes twinkling in the light, his long lashes winking at her. A smile coming along those sultry lips of his. He was so handsome. She put her hands on his hard chest.

“Wow,” she gasped.

“I could watch you come all day long.”

“Wow,” she said again. “Not like that, no...I feel dizzy...”

He sat up. She sunk into his lap, his cock sliding deep again, like it was tight up in her tummy, putting an imaginary lump in her throat. “Oh,” she said.

His hands smoothed her rump and he kissed her. They made out, sitting like that and it felt wonderful. Their mouths rocking on each other, his cock moving gently in and out of her, his hands shaping her movement on him, pushing and rolling her hips onto his cock. When he got close they grew more slippery. His cock leaking inside her like Max’s would when he was close. He got to his knees with her clinging to him and he lay her on her back, their mouths still locked and sucking.

“Come inside me, Jay,” she whispered in his ear.

“You’re on the pill?”

“I am,” she said.

“You sure?”

“Jay...” she softly chastised him, her fingers scratching his neck playfully. “Come for me...I want to feel you come inside me.”

He sucked on her lips, and she clamped him with her thighs, her hands scratching at his scalp. He fucked her. Hard, then slow, faster...she thought she might come again, her heart was racing, then, when she encouraged him again, whispered, “Come Jay, come,” he stiffened. The muscles of his back turned to rock and she reached up under his arms and scratched them as he thrust deeply again and again. His steely clock flexed inside her, cables bulged at her entrance and she felt him pulsing his seed deep inside her. “Oh, that’s it, that’s it, Jay,” she whispered to him, then louder for Max, “I feel it so deep, I feel you coming, Jay, I feel it, uh...it’s so much...”

It was too. He kept spurting his hot tickles up inside her, over and over, and she felt herself overflowing. She clamped his waist tight between her legs and moaned.

Jay thrust deep and he shook, his sweaty body shaking as he pushed his last drops into her. He was rigid, frozen and she polished his hard shining back. His stomach was sucked in, rippled with bunched flesh, he wasn’t breathing. His cock flexed and pumped. Finally he exhaled in a storm, a growl and a roar escaping him and he collapsed on her.

“Oh fuck, Jay,” she laughed. “You are incredible.”

He laughed too, and groaned into her neck. His hand came between them, slipped over her belly and he held the base of his cock and eaed it out of her.

“Ew, oh,” she protested feeling him slide out. She was slick from his copious seed and her own excitement, but it still felt uncomfortable to have him pulling out of her.

“Ahh,” she sighed as his tip fall free. She felt a belch from her sex and warm semen seeping into the seam of her ass. She clamped her thighs shut as he lay next to her.

Her hands came to cover her face, she breathed into her palms.

“Fuck me every Thursday?” he laughed.

She moaned into her hands, listened to her breaths score through her hands. She took them away, said, “Yeah. Okay?”

He rolled to his side and he caressed her cheek and ran some wet hair off behind her ear. He said, “I’ll be here.”

“Jay? I...can I be alone?”

“No, Maggie, lay with me...”

“No, Jay,” she said. “I can’t. Please? I did something so wrong. I want to be alone.”

“Maggie, let me hold you...”

His muscular arms came to her, one coming over her chest and holding her. She put her hands up and stopped it.

“Jay. Please go. I’m okay. Look at me...” She turned her head in her pillow and her eyes met his. “I need to be alone or I’m going to lose it.”

Their eyes held and she didn’t look away. She bored her gaze into his, her eyes serious but peaceful. She wanted him to go. She wasn’t mad.

He read her. His posture softened and he caressed her cheek again. He kissed her lips and she let him but she was stiffer now.

“You okay?” he said again.

“Yeah. See you Thursday?”

He nodded. Looking a little dejected, a little sullen but he would leave. He sat up and scooted himself to the edge of the bed, his feet touching down on her floor. She watched him breathe, that big wide back heave slowly as his own excitement waned. She touched him, reached out and put her hand on his shoulder and said, “Thank you, Jay.”

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Max was going to fucking explode if this guy didn't get the fuck out of here. What was he doing? She said he should go. Max streamed slippery discharge down his shaft into the puddle he’d made on poor Jessie’s closet floor. Still Jay sat there. Looking out the window, handsome face lit by the afternoon sun coming in. Maggie lay on her back still with her hands over her face. It’s fine, she’s fine, just go, already!

Jay stood up then, his cock wet from Max’s fiancée. Still full and engorged but hanging heavy now, deflating. Maggie peered at him between her fingers. Max felt hurt knowing what she was seeing. Looking up at her handsome and hung lover. His seed swelling in her crevasse right now, her pussy satiated by his big hard cock. They looked like lovers after a lunchtime tryst. But he knew Maggie wanted Jay gone and he wanted it too.

Jay kissed her forehead and then he got dressed. Maggie watched him between her fingers, whispered, “Sorry, Jay.”

Jay was smiling now for her. A pretend sort of thing. Apparently not happy he was asked to leave but at least he was going.

Jay got his clothes and shoes on, collected his book bag and he paused at the door. He said, “You’re incredible too. You know that, Maggie?”

She nodded, hands still over her face.

“Incredible,” he repeated and he opened the door and left, closing it quietly behind him.

Max charged out of the closet on all fours. Totally naked, cock shining with his own lubrication. He was on his feet by the time he got to the door. He locked it.

Turned then and saw his Maggie. The woman he loved. She was changed. But he loved her. Loved her just the same. She was on the bed, thighs clamped tight, hands over her face, watching him now through the triangular spaces between her fingers. He clambered to the bed.

She was crying. Her narrow eyes wet and glistening.

“Show me,” he said.

Her knees raised slow, stayed pressed together, his hand stroking the top of her foot. Then she opened her legs, let them fall wide enough so he could see. Her sex was abused and reddened, her labia puffed and stretched, sitting out from that sweet cleft he’d carefully shaved for Jay. She flexed her tummy and Jay’s seed bubbled from her and streamed out of that pink slit that was entirely Max’s.

“The woman I’m going too marry is the campus slut,” he said in a low and serious voice.

Her hands came away. Their eyes met and Max witnessed her nipples bunch. Harden from his abusive words.

“Maggie is the campus slut,” he repeated. She brushed her tears and a smile tugged at her.

“Max,” she whispered. He climbed up on top of her with anxious energy. Felt his skin press to hers, felt his cock slide all over her dirtied belly and between her legs. He kissed her and she gave it back. Kissed him like she was in love, kissed him like they’d been apart a whole semester while she was in Rome. Kissed like they missed each other and needed each other more than air. He gulped and swallowed her tongue, she kissed him and her teeth bit at his flesh. They both grunted and groaned and their hands went over one another.

“You little slut,” he whispered next to her ear.

She whispered, “Fuck your little slut.”

His hand went down and touched her slippery hole, felt how wet Jay had left her, felt how slippery she was. He said, “You are a little whore.”

She said, “I’m full of his come, Max. I’m so bad.”

He kissed his way down her chest and she cried in anticipation. Her nails clawed at his head and through his hair, at once wanting to stop him and at the same time doing absolutely nothing to stop him. His mouth went over her hood, his tongue darted under her clit, scooped it up into his mouth and he pulled it from her body, took it and the surrounding flesh into his mouth and like that he made his Maggie come. She came so hard she pounded her fists into the mattress. “Oh Max, oh Max,” she gasped over and over, and her thighs clapped his ears so hard they rang. He laughed, blowing bubbles in the mess Jay had left and he got on all fours over top of her. She smiled at him in the sunlight, his face shining from her union with her lover. They stared at each other for a second that seemed an eternity then his lust won over and he took his cock and he slipped it up inside her. He passed with no resistance. His tight Maggie stretched and filled by Jay, and he slipped with no resistance. She gasped just the same.

“You’re so fucking wet,” he laughed.

“He fucked me so well, Max. God, can he fuck.”

“You were amazing, Maggie,” he said and thrust himself through her wetness.

“Fuck me, Max, fuck me...”

He wanted to be Jay for her. Wanted to fill her up and stretch her to the limits, make her come and scream, but he’d been in a closet witnessing the most erotically exciting thing he’d ever witnessed in his entire life. The woman he loved being made love to by another man. He had no idea why it turned him on but resisting it was futile. He loved it, loved to see her like that. And in about ten stokes into her loose belching wetness he was filling up his honor student with the second big batch of semen she took today. His campus whore was full of men’s come.

He roared like he’d never come before in his life and it was new and it was huge. He scared himself. He bellowed and growled as he launched everything in him up inside the woman he would marry. She clawed his back and she dug her heels into his thighs. She hissed “Yes-ss, yes-ss, yes-ss,” over and over as she felt his cock shooting inside her.