As I wrapped my arms around Julie, I said, "Let's go to the party, it's time. Maybe we could meet Emily there, what do you think?"
Julie playfully pinched my waist, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Always thinking of ways to bully me," she teased. I pretended to be in pain, adding a dramatic flair to our playful banter, clutching my side and wincing exaggeratedly.
We walked out of the villa, the cool evening air brushing against our faces. Despite the proximity of the party venue, we decided to take the cars.
As the host, it wouldn't be appropriate to simply walk over, and the distance to the main entrance was considerable. The villa was designed like a grand mansion, with sprawling grounds and a long, winding driveway that made the journey to the party venue an experience in itself.
The cars pulled up, sleek and polished, ready to whisk us away to the grand event. As we settled into the plush seats, Julie turned to me with a smile, her earlier playful demeanor softening into anticipation.
This time, Julie decided to take the wheel, and I sat in the passenger seat, feeling a sense of excitement build as we prepared to join the festivities. Karen and the others followed behind in their own cars, a small procession of elegance and anticipation.
It took just a few minutes to reach the party. As the car came to a stop at the entrance, the grand gates swung open, revealing the dazzling lights and lively atmosphere of the event. I stepped out of the car, and Julie followed, taking my hand as we walked in together.
She hugged my arm tightly, her body pressing against mine, as if declaring her claim over me. Her eyes scanned the crowd of women at the party, who couldn't help but stare, their gazes filled with desire and admiration, their bodies responding to the magnetic pull of my presence.
Jessica, Olivia, and the others arrived in the following cars, adding to the vibrant energy of the evening. The party was in full swing, the air filled with music and laughter, the atmosphere charged with excitement and possibility.
As we made our way through the crowd, Julie's grip on my arm tightened, her presence a constant reminder of the playful yet possessive dynamic between us. Her touch was electric, sending shivers down my spine, her breath hot against my ear as she whispered, "You're mine tonight."
The atmosphere was intimate, with no cameras in sight, as this was a private party by invitation only. I noticed that all the guests were already there, each holding a glass of champagne, their faces glowing with anticipation. I walked towards the stairs, Julie still holding my arm, her touch a constant source of warmth and excitement.
As I reached the top of the stairs, I turned to face the crowd, raising my glass to get their attention. The room fell silent, all eyes on me, waiting for my words. I took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the moment, the significance of the evening.
"Ladies and Gentlemen," I began, my voice carrying through the room with a sense of gravitas. "I am truly honored to see each and every one of you here tonight. Your presence makes this evening all the more special."
I paused, letting my gaze sweep over the crowd, making eye contact with as many guests as possible. "Tonight, we gather to celebrate a milestone, the successful release of our first movie. This achievement is not just a testament to our hard work and dedication, but also to the unwavering support of each one of you."
I raised my glass higher, the crystal catching the light, reflecting the joy and excitement in the room. "This party is not just a celebration of our success, but also a promise of what is to come. I hope that this is the first of many such gatherings, a tradition we can continue with every movie launch from our production house."
I took a moment to let my words sink in, and the room filled with a sense of anticipation and excitement. "Together, we have achieved something truly remarkable. And together, we will continue to reach new heights, to create stories that captivate and inspire."
I raised my glass even higher, my voice filled with pride and anticipation. "So, let us raise our glasses to the glory of tonight, to the success of our first movie, and to the promise of many more to come. Cheers to the glory!"
The crowd echoed my words, their glasses raised in unison, the clink of crystal filling the air. As the applause died down, I turned to Julie, her eyes sparkling with excitement and pride.
As the night unfolded, the promise of the evening stretched out before us, filled with the potential for unforgettable moments and shared joy. Together, Julie and I descended the stairs, ready to mingle with our guests and celebrate the success and the promise of what was to come.
As we made our way through the crowd, I noticed that all the MILFs were present, including Emily, Scarlett, Jenna, Ava, Jennifer, Angela, Kate, Elena, and Lily.
Each of them exuded an aura of sophistication and allure, their presence adding a layer of excitement to the evening. Their bodies moved with a sensual grace, their curves accentuated by the elegant dresses they wore, their eyes locked on me with a hunger that was palpable.
I couldn't help but think about whom to approach first.
I saw Elena and Lily standing together with their husbands. I walked up to them with Julie by my side. "Hello, ladies, thank you for coming. Are you enjoying the party?" I asked, my voice smooth and inviting.
Elena and Lily both replied, their eyes sparkling with interest. "Oh, absolutely, Jack. The party is wonderful," Elena said, her voice warm and inviting.
Elena's and Lily's husbands excused themselves to get drinks, leaving us in a more intimate circle. "We'll be right back," Bruce said, his eyes flicking between us with a hint of curiosity.
Lily looked at me and Julie, her curiosity evident. "Who is...?" she asked, her gaze flicking between us.
I took Julie's hand, feeling her slight surprise as I introduced her. "She is Julie, my girlfriend, and she is also the CEO of an Investment Company under Immortal Enterprises." Julie's eyes widened slightly, surprised to be introduced as my girlfriend to outsiders for the first time.
Lily and Elena looked at Julie in awe and shook their hands with her. "Pleasure to meet you, Julie," they said in unison, their voices filled with genuine warmth. "We've heard so much about you," Elena added, her eyes twinkling with interest.
I complimented Lily and Elena on their outfits, my eyes appreciating the way their dresses hugged their curves. "You both look stunning tonight," I said, my voice filled with admiration.
They chuckled, their faces lighting up with playful teasing. "Jack, the first time we saw you, we thought you were a model. It would be better to try acting in a movie. All the young girls and even their mothers would go crazy over you," Lily said, her voice dripping with flirtation.
I looked at Lily and Elena, my eyes twinkling with mischief. "Then I would take both of you as female leads in my movie," I teased, enjoying the playful banter. "We could create something truly unforgettable."
I noticed Julie getting a bit jealous, her eyes narrowing slightly as she watched me flirt with Lily and Elena. Her possessive grip on my arm tightened, a silent reminder of her claim over me.
Lily and Elena's husbands came back with drinks in their hands and asked, "What are you guys talking about?"
could see that Lily and Elena didn't like the interruption. Lily quickly replied, "Nothing, I was just saying that Jack could also be an actor. He looks much more handsome and better than all the actors and people that I know of." Her voice was smooth, but I could sense a hint of annoyance beneath her words.
Their husbands chuckled, introducing themselves. "I'm Bruce," Lily's husband said, extending his hand with a warm smile. "And I'm George," Elena's husband added, his eyes flicking between us with a hint of amusement. "It's nice to meet you, Jack. We've heard a lot about you."
I shook their hands firmly, a polite smile on my face. "Likewise, it's great to meet you both," I replied, my mind already racing with thoughts of how to put a green hat on them. The idea of seducing their wives right under their noses was thrilling, and I couldn't wait to see how it would play out.
After a brief exchange, I asked them to enjoy the party and moved on to meet other guests. The room was filled with a mix of people—some stars from the movie industry, entrepreneurs trying to curry favors, and various other influential figures. Each conversation was a blend of charm and strategy, my mind always a step ahead, planning my next move.
As the night progressed, the party was in full swing, the air filled with music and laughter. I noticed our beautiful neighbor Jennifer standing with Kate, who was with her family, including her daughter Amy and her husband Barry. They seemed to be enjoying each other's company, their faces lit up with smiles and laughter.
I walked up to them, and as I got near, I couldn't help but admire Jennifer's red dress. It was a stunning, form-fitting gown that accentuated her curves, the fabric shimmering under the party lights.
The dress had a deep V-neckline, revealing just a hint of cleavage, and the skirt flared out slightly at the bottom, adding a touch of elegance to her look. Her hair was styled in loose waves, cascading down her shoulders, and her makeup was flawless, her lips painted a bold red to match her dress.
Kate, on the other hand, was wearing a black dress that was equally captivating. The dress was made of a silky material that clung to her body, highlighting her curves in all the right places.
The most striking feature, however, was her nipples, which were visibly erect beneath the thin fabric, a clear sign that she wasn't wearing a bra. The sight was incredibly arousing, and I felt my cock hardening in my pants, the fabric straining against my growing erection.
I introduced myself to them, and they were shocked to find out that we were neighbors. "Oh my, we're neighbors? I had no idea," Jennifer said, her eyes widening with surprise. "It's so nice to meet you, Jack."
Kate smiled warmly, her eyes flicking between Jennifer and me. "Yes, it's a pleasant surprise. We should have a neighborhood gathering sometime," she suggested, her voice smooth and inviting.
We talked casually, but I couldn't help but be drawn to Kate's black dress and her nipples, which seemed to be calling out to me. The conversation flowed easily, but my mind was elsewhere, focused on the allure of Kate's body and the promise of what the night could bring.
I noticed Julie had gone to chat with Karen, who was with Scarlett, and Emily was also there. I saw Julie's embarrassment when she saw me looking at her.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she quickly averted her gaze, a blush creeping up her cheeks. She seemed to be struggling with a mix of emotions—embarrassment, shame, and perhaps a hint of excitement.
Karen and Scarlett were engaged in a lively conversation with Emily, their laughter ringing out above the music. Emily, in particular, seemed to be the center of attention, her presence commanding the room.
She was dressed in a stunning silver gown that shimmered under the party lights, her blonde hair styled in an elegant updo. Her makeup was flawless, her lips painted a bold red that matched her confident smile.
I suddenly noticed Kate coming closer to me, her hot breath hitting my ear as she whispered, "Where is the washroom?" Her voice was low and sultry, filled with a hint of flirtation that sent a shiver down my spine.
I heard her words and looked at her, my eyes meeting hers. "Come with me, I'll take you there; otherwise, you might get lost," I said, my voice filled with a mix of concern and flirtation. The tension between us was palpable, the promise of the night hanging heavy in the air.
Kate and I excused ourselves from her family and Jennifer, and I took her to the bathroom. The layout of the villa was the same as the one I lived in, so there wasn't any problem finding our way. As we walked, the tension between us grew, the air thick with anticipation.
The hallway was dimly lit, the soft glow of the wall sconces casting long shadows. Kate's heels clicked against the marble floor, the sound echoing in the quiet corridor. I could feel the heat radiating from her body, her proximity sending waves of desire through me.
I was walking ahead, leading her to the washroom. As we reached the bathroom, I stopped abruptly, and Kate's whole body pressed against my back. I could feel her tits flatten against my back, the soft, supple flesh of her breasts molding against my muscles.
Her erect nipples, hard and sensitive, dug into my skin, sending waves of pleasure through me. The sensation was intoxicating, her body heat seeping through my shirt, making my cock throb with need.
Kate moaned softly, "Aah hmmm," her voice filled with a mix of surprise and desire. The sound of her pleasure sent a shiver down my spine. I turned around, my eyes meeting hers, the tension between us palpable, the air thick with desire. "Sorry..." I said, my voice filled with a mix of apology and longing, my eyes drinking in the sight of her flushed cheeks and heaving chest.
She looked at me, her eyes filled with a mix of embarrassment and desire. "No... I am sorry. I didn't pay attention," she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of apology and longing, her body trembling with need. Her hands reached out to touch my chest, her fingers tracing patterns on my skin, the sensation making my cock throb even more.
I didn't say anything, my eyes locked on hers, the promise of the night hanging heavy in the air. "We have reached there..." I said, my voice filled with a mix of tenderness and desire, my hand reaching out to open the door of the washroom for her.
The feel of her tits against my back, the hardness of her nipples, the softness of her flesh—it was all too much, my body responding to her touch, my cock straining against my pants.
As I opened the door, the soft light of the washroom spilled out, casting a warm glow over us. Kate's eyes met mine, her body trembling with desire, her breath hot against my skin. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of gratitude and longing, her body pressing against mine, the heat of her skin, the scent of her arousal, the feel of her body—it was all too much.
I looked at her, my eyes filled with a mix of desire and tenderness. "You're welcome," I replied, my voice filled with a mix of tenderness and longing, my body responding to her touch, my cock throbbing with need. The feel of her tits, the hardness of her nipples, the softness of her flesh—it was all too much, the promise of the night hanging heavy in the air.
Kate walked past me, entered the bathroom, and closed the door. I couldn't help but want to peek in at her. I activated the AI Lens to see through the door, my curiosity getting the better of me.
I saw Kate walking up to the toilet seat, pulling her dress up, and I saw she wasn't wearing any panties either. Her pussy was covered in dark, thick bushes, a wild and untamed look that was incredibly arousing.
The sight of her bare skin, the curve of her hips, the softness of her flesh—it was all too much, my body responding to the sight, my cock throbbing with need. The dark bushes of her pussy were a stark contrast to her smooth, pale skin, the sight making my cock throb even more.
I couldn't help but think if Kate came to the party to hook up with someone. As she wasn't wearing any bra and panties, she was coming to a party like that. The thought sent a shiver down my spine, my mind racing with possibilities. The idea of her being so bold, so daring, was incredibly arousing, my cock straining against my pants, the fabric barely containing my erection.
I took out my phone and asked SERA to check the information for her. SERA quickly found all the details, and I found something interesting—Kate's husband, Barry, had made many appointments with a doctor about erectile dysfunction.
As I delved deeper into Kate's recent purchases and search history, I found something intriguing. Her recent purchases included some dildos and vibrators, and her search history showed that she was looking for ways to help her husband treat his erectile dysfunction.
I also quickly went through the information and saw that many of the search results that Kate found suggested that if a husband suffers from erectile dysfunction, the wife could try to tease him and even make him jealous to arouse him and treat his dysfunction when he saw his wife being close to other men.
This revelation made me chuckle. Maybe this was the reason Kate wasn't wearing any panties or a bra and even came with me, asking for the bathroom in front of her husband. Perhaps she wanted to make him jealous.
The idea of her being so bold, so daring, was incredibly arousing. My cock throbbed with need, the fabric of my pants straining against my erection. The thought of her teasing her husband, making him jealous, was incredibly erotic, my body responding to the sight, my cock throbbing with need.
I saw Kate sitting on the toilet seat, rubbing her clit hard, suppressing her moans. The sight of her fingers rubbing her clit, the way her body responded to her touch, the sound of her suppressed moans—it was all too much, my body responding to the sight, my cock throbbing with need.
I saw her pull her fingers out of her pussy, the sight incredibly erotic, her body responding to her touch, her breath hot and heavy. She brought her fingers to her mouth, sucking them hard and licking them clean, the sight making my cock throb even more. The taste of her arousal, the scent of her desire, the feel of her body—it was all too much, my body responding to the sight, my cock throbbing with need.
The sight of her fingers in her mouth, the way her tongue licked them clean, the sound of her suppressed moans—it was all too much, my body responding to the sight, my cock throbbing with need. The promise of the night hanging heavy in the air, the anticipation of what was to come, the air thick with desire and romance—it was all too much, my body responding to the sight, my cock throbbing with need.
I decided to give her husband a show, to make him jealous, to help treat his erectile dysfunction. The thought was incredibly arousing, my body responding to the sight, my cock throbbing with need. The promise of the night hanging heavy in the air, the anticipation of what was to come, the air thick with desire and romance—it was all too much, my body responding to the sight, my cock throbbing with need
I imagined the way her husband would watch us, the way his jealousy would arouse him, the way it would treat his dysfunction. The thought was incredibly erotic, my body responding to the sight, my cock throbbing with need.
Just as I was lost in thought, the sound of a flush from the bathroom caught my attention. Using the AI Lens to see through the door, I noticed Kate pulling her dress down and standing up, licking her fingers before washing her hands. She was about to come out.
I quickly activated Telepathy, eager to hear her true thoughts and take steps to understand her better. As Kate emerged and saw me waiting for her, she offered a polite apology.
"Sorry to disturb you as a host of the party, asking you to help me like that," she said, her voice soft and slightly embarrassed, her eyes flickering with a hint of mischief. The air between us was charged with a mix of tension and curiosity, the promise of the night hanging heavy in the air.
I shook my head, offering a reassuring smile. "No, no, it's nothing. I'm glad I got to spend some alone time with a beauty like Mrs. Kate," I replied, my tone genuine and warm, my eyes lingering on her flushed cheeks and the way her dress clung to her curves.
Kate chuckled, her eyes sparkling with delight at the compliment. "You're too kind," she said, her voice playful. "But I must admit, it's nice to hear such flattery."
Kate's Thoughts: [His gaze is so intense, it's making me feel things I shouldn't. I can feel my nipples hardening, my pussy dripping with desire. I want to feel his cock inside me, his hands on my body. But I feel so guilty. Barry is my husband, and here I am, thinking about another man.]
I looked at her, my gaze dropping to her lips before meeting her eyes again. "Let me take you back. Your husband must be waiting," I suggested, my voice low and inviting.
Kate nodded slightly, and as we began to walk, she smiled mischievously and hugged my arm, her body pressing against mine. "Let's go," she said, her tone playful and inviting. "I must say, you're quite the charmer."
Kate's Thoughts: [ Maybe when Barry sees me leaning into another man's arms, he'll finally feel that spark of jealousy. Perhaps that will be the key to curing his erectile dysfunction. Then, we could finally move forward with our sex life, bringing back the intimacy we've been missing.]
I sensed her intention to stir a reaction from her husband, using me as a pawn in her game. I decided to play along, activating the Hand of Arousal to tease her, knowing she was trying to take advantage of the situation.
As we walked, I felt Kate's body becoming warmer, her movements more deliberate as she leaned into me, pressing her body against my arm. The effect of the Hand of Arousal was evident, making her more receptive and flirtatious.
"Is it just me, or is it getting warmer in here?" Kate asked, her voice slightly breathless, her hand trailing down my chest.
Kate's Thoughts: [Why do I feel so drawn to him? It's like my body has a mind of its own. I can feel my pussy getting wet just looking at him. I want to feel his hands on me, his cock inside me. But I shouldn't be thinking this way. I'm a married woman.]
I smiled, enjoying the game. "Perhaps it's the excitement of the party," I suggested, my tone teasing, my hand brushing against her waist. "Or maybe it's the company."
Kate's breath hitched, her body responding to my touch, her eyes darkening with desire. "You might be right," she whispered, her voice filled with a hint of longing.
As we walked toward the central hall, I noticed Barry, Amy, and Jennifer were still there. I approached them, with Kate still leaning into me, her flushed face and close proximity drawing attention.
I couldn't help but notice the jealous look in Barry's eyes as he saw Kate, his wife, leaning into me with a flushed face. I suppressed a smile, knowing that my plan was unfolding perfectly.
Barry's Thoughts: [What the hell is going on here? Why is Kate leaning into him like that? She's my wife, and here she is, practically draped over this guy. I can't believe this. I should say something, do something, but what? I don't want to make a scene, but this is killing me inside. I feel so helpless, so angry. Why is she doing this to me?]
"Barry, Amy, Jennifer, I hope you're enjoying the party," I said, my voice casual and friendly, my hand resting possessively on Kate's waist. The tension in the air was palpable, the unspoken dynamics playing out in front of us.
Barry's eyes flicked between Kate and me, his expression a mix of jealousy and anger. "Yes, it's been a wonderful evening," he replied, his voice steady but laced with an underlying tension, his fists clenching at his sides.
Kate, still leaning into me, smiled at her husband, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Barry, Jack here was kind enough to help me find the washroom. He's been such a gracious host," she said, her voice filled with a hint of flirtation, her hand trailing up my chest.
Kate's Thoughts: [ Will doing this make him jealous? Maybe he'll fuck me hard and even spank me... Oh my god, my pussy is getting wet just thinking about it... His hands are clenched; is he feeling angry?]
I noticed Kate was looking at her husband, making him jealous.
I nodded, my expression calm and composed, my hand sliding down to rest on her hip. "It was my pleasure. I'm glad I could be of assistance," I replied, my tone genuine and warm, my thumb brushing against the curve of her waist.
Kate's Thoughts: [ Oh my god... what is Jack doing? I can feel his hand on my hips... and my pussy is throbbing hard... I don't know... I want a cock to fuck me hard... Stop... stop... I am a married woman... But the thought of being taken, of feeling a man's hands on me, his cock inside me, is driving me wild. I can feel my juices dripping, my body begging for release...]
Barry's eyes narrowed, his jaw tightening as he watched Kate's hand on my chest, her body pressed against mine. "Kate, I think I see a friend of yours over there. We should go say hi," he suggested, his voice tight with barely suppressed anger.
I also heard Barry's thoughts and noticed he was getting jealous and angry.
Barry's Thoughts: [I can't believe she's doing this. It's like she's trying to make me jealous. I can see the way she's looking at him, the way her body is responding to his touch. I want to feel her body against mine, her pussy dripping for me. She's my wife, and she's acting like a slut.]
I knew Barry was making an excuse to let Kate get out of my arms. Despite his attempt to sound casual, there was an underlying tension in his voice that betrayed his true feelings.
Kate looked at Barry, her eyes widening innocently. "Oh, where?" she asked, her voice playful, her hand sliding down to rest on my waist. She glanced around the room, searching for anyone she knew, her gaze lingering on the crowd of party-goers.
Kate's Thoughts: [Why don't I see someone I know... Wait a minute, that means Barry is jealous and doesn't want me to stay with Jack. I can see it in his eyes, the way he's trying to pull me away.]
I couldn't help but enjoy the game, my hand sliding down to rest on her hip, my thumb brushing against the curve of her waist.
Kate's Thoughts: [I need to stop this. I need to remember who I am, who I belong to. But why does it feel so good? Why does it feel so right? I can't do this to Barry. I can't betray him like this.]
I looked at Jennifer and Amy, who were watching us intently. First, I heard Jennifer's thoughts: [Oh, I didn't think Kate was such a slut... Even in front of her husband, she is hugging Jack like that... And god, I could even see her hard nipples through her clothes... She is such a bitch...]
Amy's Thoughts: [Mom, what are you doing? And Jack... he looks so handsome and amazing... How good it would be if he were my boyfriend... But is Mom trying to seduce Jack in front of Dad? But Dad doesn't seem angry...]
I chuckled inwardly, hearing Jennifer and Amy's thoughts. I let go of my hands holding Kate and heard Kate's thought: [Jack let go of me... Why do I feel like I want to stay in his arms more... But Barry...]
She stood by herself and saw Jennifer looking at her nipples. She couldn't help but feel embarrassed. [Oh my god, what will she think of me? I can't believe I'm acting this way. I need to get a grip on myself.]
Barry saw that his excuse didn't work and said, "Oh, it looks like they went somewhere else. Maybe we should find another spot to enjoy the evening.
Barry stepped closer to Kate, his expression a mix of concern and possessiveness. "Kate, let's go get those drinks," he said, his voice firm but gentle, offering her a way out of the awkward situation. "I think they're serving the special cocktails we like."
Kate nodded, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and desire. She glanced at me one last time, her eyes reflecting a mix of longing and guilt, before turning to follow Barry. "You're right, Barry. Let's go," she replied, her voice soft and compliant.
As they walked away, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction, knowing that I had stirred something within Kate and Barry. The party continued around us, the music and laughter filling the air, but the moment of tension between us lingered, a silent testament to the complexities of our relationships.
Barry's Thoughts: [I need to show her who she belongs to. I need to remind her of what we have. Maybe I should teach her a lesson, remind her who she's married to.]
I could see Kate was reluctant but she still walked with Barry get the drinks. Amy followed Kate and Barry.
I could see Jennifer looking at me [ If that bitch Kate, being a married woman, can seduce Jack, then why can't I? I am younger than her, and I am divorced... I can be so much more than her.]
I saw Jennifer looking at me with eyes that wanted to steal me, her lips slightly parted as she bit her lower lip, a gesture that was both seductive and uncertain.
Jennifer walked up to me, her hips swaying slightly with each step, her confidence growing with every movement. "Jack, can I have a dance with you?" she asked, her voice a mix of boldness and vulnerability.
I looked at Jennifer, taking in her confident stance and the way her eyes sparkled with a mix of desire and challenge. "Of course, Jennifer. I'd be delighted," I replied, offering her my hand with a gentle smile.
As we made our way to the dance floor, I could feel the eyes of the party-goers on us, their whispers and glances adding to the electric atmosphere. Jennifer's hand was warm in mine, her touch sending a jolt of excitement through me.
We found a spot on the dance floor, the music pulsing around us, the beat vibrant and inviting. Jennifer turned to face me, her body close to mine, her eyes never leaving my gaze.
As the music began, Jennifer started to move, her body swaying to the rhythm, her hips rolling in a slow, seductive circle. She stepped closer, her hands sliding up my chest, her fingers tracing the contours of my muscles. Her body pressed against mine, her movements fluid and graceful, her eyes locked on mine.
She spun around, her back pressing against my chest, her hips grinding against me in a slow, tantalizing motion. Her hands reached up, wrapping around my neck, her fingers playing with the hair at the nape of my neck. She turned to face me again, her body sliding down mine, her hands trailing down my chest, my stomach, my hips.
Her hands gripped my waist, pulling me closer, her body moving in sync with mine, her hips swaying, her breasts brushing against my chest. She leaned in, her lips brushing against my ear, her breath hot and inviting. "You're a wonderful dancer, Jack," she whispered, her voice low and seductive.
I looked down at Jennifer, her eyes reflecting a mix of longing and uncertainty. "You're not so bad yourself, Jennifer," I replied, my voice genuine and warm, feeling the connection between us grow stronger with each passing moment.
She smiled up at me, her cheeks flushed with excitement and desire, her eyes sparkling with a mix of gratitude and longing. "Thank you, Jack. I'm glad I could share this moment with you," she replied, her voice soft and sincere, her body pressed against mine, her touch sending waves of desire through me.
I took her hands, feeling the warmth of her skin, the electricity between us. "Let's go get some drinks for ourselves," I suggested, my voice low and inviting, my eyes locked on hers.
She nodded, her eyes reflecting a mix of excitement and desire, her body responding to my touch, her touch sending waves of desire through me. We walked to the drink parlor together, our hands intertwined, our bodies close, our breaths mingling.
As we approached the drink parlor, I saw Kate, Barry, and Amy were also there, their eyes flickering between us, a mix of curiosity and concern in their gaze.
I noticed Kate's jealous look when she saw me with Jennifer; her eyes narrowed, her jaw tightened, and her body tensed, with a mix of anger and desire.
Kate's Thoughts: [What is Jennifer doing dancing with Jack like that... She is trying to seduce him... But why do I feel jealous? ]
She looked at her husband, Barry, who was having a drink, his eyes flickering between us, a mix of curiosity and concern in his gaze.
Jennifer, still in my arms, was feeling hornier because the Hand of Arousal was still active, making her body respond to my touch, her touch sending waves of desire through me.
She looked proactively at her friend Kate, her eyes reflecting a mix of challenge and desire.
Jennifer's Thoughts: [Hmph, if you can make moves on Jack, why can't I? Am I worse than you?]
The air between Jennifer and me crackled with unspoken desire, thick with the electricity of our complicated history. The party swirled around us in a blur of music and laughter, but we existed in our own private bubble - a world where only our breathing mattered. I could feel the tension coiling tighter with each passing second, the push and pull of our relationship manifesting physically in the space between our bodies.
We found a secluded spot at the drink parlor, the music pulsing around us like a living thing. The bass vibrated through my chest, matching the rhythm of my heartbeat as Jennifer turned to face me. Her body was close enough that I could feel the heat radiating from her skin, close enough that her perfume-something floral with an undercurrent of spice-wrapped around me like invisible fingers.
I placed my hand on her waist, pulling her gently toward me. The contact sent a jolt through my body, her immediate response making my breath catch. Her hips swayed slightly as she moved into my touch, her body language speaking volumes about her desire.
The swell of her breasts pressed against my arm, the soft flesh yielding against my muscle. "What would you like to drink, Jennifer?" I asked, my voice dropping to a low, intimate rumble. My eyes locked onto hers, watching as her pupils dilated slightly in response.
She smiled up at me, her cheeks flushed with excitement and something darker, more primal. The way her lips curved was almost predatory, promising delights yet to come. "Surprise me, Jack," she purred, her voice soft yet laced with intention. "I'm sure you know what I like." Her body pressed against mine, the contact sending waves of heat through me. The way her curves molded to my frame made my pulse quicken, her full breasts smashing against my arm with each movement.
I nodded slightly, my fingers flexing against her waist before I turned to the bar. When I returned with her drink, I watched as she took the first sip. Her lips wrapped around the rim of the glass, her tongue darting out to catch a stray drop. The way she licked her lips afterward was deliberate, sensual - a silent promise of what those lips could do.
I leaned in slightly, my voice a low growl. "Did you like the drink?"
She didn't answer with words. Instead, she stepped closer, her body pressing fully against mine. Her arms wrapped around me, her chest - those perfect, full breasts - rubbing against my arm with deliberate pressure.
The soft flesh molded against my muscle, the nipples hardening into tight peaks that I could feel even through the fabric of her dress. "Yeah," she breathed, her voice thick with desire. "I liked it..." The way she said it and her body moved against mine left no doubt about what she meant.
Her hands slid up my arms, her touch sending electric sparks through my nervous system. The music pulsed around us like a living heartbeat, the bass vibrating through my chest in time with our breathing.
We stood wrapped in each other's presence, the party fading into insignificance around us. There was only the heat between our bodies, the promise in her eyes, the tension coiling tighter with each passing second.
From the corner of my eye, I noticed Kate watching us with a mix of jealousy and desire burning in her gaze. Her eyes were locked on where Jennifer's breasts pressed against my chest, her expression darkening with each movement.
The way she bit her lip drew blood, her hands clenching into white-knuckled fists at her sides. I could practically see the wheels turning in her mind as she watched Jennifer's body respond to my touch.
Jennifer's voice was a sultry purr, loud enough for Kate to hear. "Jack... can you show me the way to the washroom?" Her fingers traced patterns on my chest, each touch sending waves of pleasure through me. The way her breasts pressed against my arm with each movement was driving me wild, the soft flesh yielding against my muscle.
I heard Kate's thoughts through my telepathy, her mental voice sharp with jealousy: [What is she trying to do? Make a move on Jack by taking him to the washroom? No... I have to see what she's doing...] Her mental voice was laced with frustration and something darker - a possessive need that surprised even her.
I looked down at Jennifer, my voice rough with desire. "Yeah, sure. Why not?" My hand found her waist, pulling her closer. The way her breasts smashed against my arm sent waves of pleasure through me, her hard nipples pressing into my muscle.
I could feel Jennifer's nipples hardening through her dress, the peaks visible even through the fabric. Her breath came in short gasps, each exhale brushing against my neck. The Hand of Arousal ability was working perfectly, her body responding to my touch with increasing arousal.
As we moved through the crowd, Jennifer's body pressed against mine, her hips swaying with deliberate sensuality. I could feel Kate's eyes burning into my back, her jealousy a palpable force. The washroom was empty when we arrived, the door clicking shut behind us with finality.
From the corner of my eye, I could see Kate's drink hitting the table with a sharp clink as she stood abruptly. Her movements were deliberate yet hurried, her heels clicking against the floor like gunshots as she followed us with predatory focus. The way her eyes locked onto where Jennifer's body had just been pressed against mine sent a shiver down my spine.
I guided Jennifer toward one of the master bedrooms, my hand resting possessively on her back. The door swung open with a soft creak, revealing the opulent space within.
I left the door slightly ajar - just enough for someone to peek through if they were so inclined. The anticipation of Kate potentially watching only heightened my arousal, making each touch more electric.
The moment we entered the bedroom, Jennifer's eyes sparkled with mischief as she took in our surroundings. "Oh my," she purred, her voice dripping with honeyed seduction. "Jack, taking me to a bedroom already? Aren't we moving a little fast?" Her fingers trailed along my chest, each touch sending electric sparks through my nervous system.
I smirked, my hands finding her waist. "You're the one who asked me to show you the way," I reminded her, my voice low and rough. "I'm just being a good host."
She laughed, the sound rich and sultry. "A good host indeed," she murmured, her body pressing closer to mine. The way her breasts smashed against my chest was driving me wild, the soft flesh yielding against my muscles. "But I thought we were going to the washroom, Jack. Did you have other plans in mind?"
I leaned down, my lips brushing against the shell of her ear. "Maybe I did," I admitted, my voice rough with desire. "Maybe I've been thinking about this all night."
As we entered the bedroom, Jennifer turned to me with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Jack," she said, her voice dripping with honeyed seduction, "are you sure you're not just trying to get me alone?"
I smirked, pulling Jennifer closer until her breasts pressed deliciously against my chest, the soft flesh molding perfectly to my muscles. "Would that be such a bad thing?" I murmured, my hands sliding down to grip her waist possessively. The heat of her body against mine was intoxicating, her perfume wrapping around me like invisible fingers.
She laughed, the sound rich and sultry, her fingers tracing teasing patterns on my chest that sent sparks through my nervous system. "Oh, I didn't say it was bad," she purred, her voice dripping with honeyed seduction. "But we were supposed to be going to the washroom, remember?" Her hips swayed deliberately against mine, the movement making my cock throb painfully in my pants.
I leaned down, my lips brushing against the shell of her ear, my breath hot against her skin. "Maybe I wanted some privacy," I whispered, my voice rough with desire. The way her body responded to my touch was driving me wild, her breath hitching slightly as my lips trailed down her neck.
She pulled back slightly, her eyes locked onto mine with a mix of challenge and desire. "Jack," she murmured, her voice thick with need. "I need to use the washroom." Her fingers traced patterns on my chest, each touch sending waves of pleasure through me. "And I mean it when I say don't peek." The way her lips curved told me she hoped I would do exactly that.
I raised an eyebrow, my hands still gripping her ass possessively. "And what if I do?" I challenged, my voice rough with desire. The way her body responded to my touch was intoxicating, her hips grinding against me with deliberate sensuality.
She smiled, her eyes dark with promise. "Then I might have to punish you," she threatened, her voice breathless. The way her lips curved was almost predatory, promising delights yet to come. "Now be a good boy and wait here." Her hands slid down to grip my ass, pulling me closer until her breasts smashed against my chest.
I growled, my hands sliding up to cup her breasts, the soft flesh filling my palms perfectly. "I'm not sure I can be good," I admitted, my thumbs brushing against her nipples, the hard peaks pressing into my skin. The way her body responded to my touch was driving me wild, her breath hitching as my thumbs circled her nipples.
She gasped, her body arching into my touch, her breasts pressing more firmly against my chest. "Jack," she whispered, her voice thick with need. "Please. I'll be quick." Her hands slid down to grip my ass, pulling me closer until her body was flush against mine.
As Jennifer disappeared into the washroom, her hips swayed with deliberate seduction, the movement making my cock throb painfully against my zipper.
The way her dress clung to her curves was mesmerizing - the fabric stretched taut over her perfect hourglass figure, the swell of her ass tempting me to reach out and grab it. I could practically taste her skin, smell her perfume lingering in the air between us.
My eyes flicked to the doorway where Kate's shadow loomed, her presence a palpable force of jealousy and desire. The knowledge that she was watching, that she was witnessing our intimacy, sent a jolt of electricity through my veins. I could feel her eyes burning into my back, her frustration and arousal mixing in the air like a potent aphrodisiac.
I activated my AI Lens, and the world snapped into crystal clarity as I focused on the door. With enhanced vision, I could see through it as if it were made of glass, revealing Kate standing on the other side. I then activated Telepathy, tuning into her true thoughts, unfiltered and raw.
[That bitch Jennifer is trying to seduce Jack...] Kate's mental voice was sharp with jealousy, her thoughts tinged with frustration. [But why did Jack bring her here to this room? When I asked him to take me to the washroom earlier, he took me to the public one... ]
Her mental voice grew more agitated, her thoughts swirling with insecurity. [Does he not have any thoughts about me? Or am I worse than Jennifer?] The bitterness in her mental voice was palpable, her thoughts growing darker. [Or is it because I'm a married woman?] Her mental voice was thick with frustration. [But Jack didn't know whether Jennifer was married or not...]
Her mind raced, thoughts growing increasingly agitated. [But I think she came here alone, so Jack is hitting on her... It's not Jack's fault... It's Jennifer who's making moves on him. Why does she always have to flirt with Jack?]
Kate's thoughts spiraled out of control, a whirlwind of jealousy and confusion. [But what does any of this have to do with me? I just wanted to use Jack to make my husband jealous, to cure his erectile dysfunction... Or maybe my husband needs more stimulation. But now, seeing Jack with Jennifer, I feel like I'm losing control. What if Jack prefers her over me? What if my plan backfires and I end up alone?]
She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms. [Why am I even thinking about this? It's not like Jack is mine to lose. But still, the thought of him with Jennifer makes my blood boil. And my husband... what if he finds out about this? What if he thinks I'm just as bad as Jennifer?]
Kate's heart pounded in her chest, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. [I need to get a grip. I need to focus on my plan. But how can I when all I see is Jack and Jennifer together, laughing, flirting, having fun? It's like they're rubbing it in my face.]
She closed her eyes, trying to push the images away. [I can't let this get to me. I can't let them win. I need to stay strong, to remember why I'm doing this. But it's so hard when all I feel is this gnawing jealousy, this sense of loss.]
I couldn't help but chuckle inwardly as I listened to Kate's convoluted thoughts. She didn't realize that deep down, she just wanted to be with me.
She was making excuses, claiming she wanted to make her husband jealous, but she had forgotten one crucial detail: her husband wasn't even with her right now.
I turned my attention to the washroom door, my AI Lens penetrating the wood as easily as if it were glass. What I saw made my cock twitch painfully in my pants - Jennifer standing in only her red bra and panties, her body a perfect hourglass of temptation.
She was adjusting her breasts in the mirror, pushing them together to make them look even more luscious and plump. The way her fingers kneaded her flesh was mesmerizing, her nipples hardening under her touch.
Her panties rode low on her hips, the red fabric barely covering her shaved mound. I could see the damp spot growing on the fabric, her arousal evident even from this distance. Her thoughts came through loud and clear:
[Hmmm, after being with Jack for a moment, I don't know why I'm feeling really horny...] Her mental voice was thick with confusion, her thoughts swirling with desire. [Is it because I didn't have sex after my divorce from my husband?] The wheels turned in her mind, her thoughts growing more explicit. [Forget it...] Her mental voice was sharp with frustration, her thoughts growing darker.
[I'm sure if Jack saw me like this...] Her mental voice was thick with anticipation, her thoughts growing more explicit. [He would turn into a beast and attack me...] The bitterness in her mental voice was palpable, her thoughts growing darker.
[Why am I getting wet?] Her mental voice was thick with confusion, her thoughts swirling with desire. [Oh my god...] The wheels turned in her mind, her thoughts growing more agitated. [There's a wet spot on my panties...] Her mental voice was thick with frustration, her thoughts growing darker. [Am I getting this horny?] The bitterness in her mental voice was palpable, her thoughts growing darker.
I could feel my cock straining against my zipper, the pressure nearly unbearable. The way Jennifer's fingers traced along her collarbone, dipping lower to tease the swell of her breasts, was driving me wild. Her thoughts grew more explicit, her mental voice thick with desire:
[I wonder what Jack would do if he saw me touching myself...] Her mental voice was thick with anticipation, her thoughts growing more explicit.
[Would he come in and take me right here, fuck me hard against the wall?] The bitterness in her mental voice was palpable, her thoughts growing darker, the promise of the night hanging heavy in the air.
[Would he bend me over and fuck me until I couldn't walk, make me his little slut?] Her mental voice was thick with desire, her thoughts swirling with need.
Her fingers dipped lower, tracing along the waistband of her panties. The way her body responded to her own touch was mesmerizing, her hips swaying slightly as she teased herself. I could see the damp spot on her panties growing, her arousal evident even from this distance.
The sight of her body, the feel of her skin, the scent of her arousal—it was all too much, her body responding to her touch, her breath hot against her skin.
She slipped her fingers under the waistband, feeling the wetness of her pussy, the heat of her skin, the scent of her arousal—it was all too much, her body responding to her touch, her breath hot against her skin.
I suddenly saw Jennifer turn around and walk toward the door, thinking, [Let me ask Jack for a towel to wipe my pussy; otherwise, I couldn't walk and be uncomfortable in this wet pussy.... but why do I want something to happen...] The feel of her tits, the hardness of her nipples, the softness of her flesh.
[I want him to see me like this, to see how wet he makes me, how much I need him...] Her mental voice was thick with desire, her thoughts swirling with need.
I saw Jennifer slightly open the door, peeking out and showing her face as she said, "Jack... can you bring me a towel... There isn't one in the bathroom..." Her voice was filled with a mix of desire and longing.
She bit her lip, her eyes meeting mine, the tension between us palpable, the air thick with desire. The sight of her body, the feel of her skin, the scent of her arousal—it was all too much, my body responding to her touch, my cock throbbing with need.
As I heard and saw Jennifer's actions, I felt my cock hardening, the fabric of my pants straining against my erection. Her movements were deliberate and teasing, her eyes locked onto mine with a playful glint. She bit her lower lip, her tongue darting out to wet it, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire.
I looked at her and nodded, my voice slightly hoarse with arousal. "Okay, I will bring it right away," I said, turning to grab the towel from the cupboard.
As I did, I noticed Kate peeking in, her curiosity piqued by the charged atmosphere between Jennifer and me. Kate's eyes widened slightly as she took in the scene, her gaze flicking between Jennifer and me, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. She leaned against the doorframe, her posture relaxed yet attentive, as if she was trying to piece together the puzzle of our interaction.
Jennifer couldn't see Kate peeking in from the bathroom, but I could easily spot her. I decided to ignore it, letting her think I didn't see her. I wanted to maintain the intimacy of the moment with Jennifer, not wanting any distractions to break the spell we were under.
Kate's presence, however, added an interesting layer to the situation. Knowing she was there, watching us, made the moment feel even more charged, more intense.
It was as if we had an audience, someone who was witnessing the depth of our connection, the raw emotion that was passing between Jennifer and me.
Jennifer's presence was intoxicating. She slowly opened the door completely, making it look like an accident, revealing her body. "Oops..." she said, a hint of mischief in her voice. Her wet panties clung to her, outlining the shape of her pussy, the fabric almost transparent with her arousal. Her bra barely contained her full, round breasts, her erect nipples poking through the fabric, begging for attention.
She stood there, her body language exuding confidence and sensuality. Her hips swayed gently, drawing my attention to her long, toned legs. The way she looked at me, with that mix of innocence and knowing, made my heart race. Her eyes sparkled with mischief, and her lips were slightly parted, inviting me to lose myself in her.
As I handed her the towel, our fingers brushed against each other, sending a jolt of electricity through me. Jennifer's touch was soft and warm, and I could feel the heat radiating from her body. She took the towel with a slow, deliberate motion, her eyes never leaving mine.
"Thank you," she whispered, her voice a sultry murmur that seemed to wrap around me. She stepped closer, her body almost touching mine, and I could feel the warmth of her breath on my skin. The scent of her perfume, a heady mix of jasmine and vanilla, filled my senses, making me dizzy with desire.
From the corner of my eye, I noticed Kate peeking in with wide eyes. I could hear her thoughts as if she had spoken them aloud: [This bitch doesn't she have any shame? How can she seduce him like this... OMG!!, her panties are wet... and her tits are barely contained in her bra...]
I decided to make Kate more horny and let her see my game. I also activated the ability Scent Of Lust to intensify her lust. I could see that Jennifer was also being affected by it.
Jennifer looked at me, biting her lips. I clearly heard her thought: [Why does my pussy itch more and more as I look at Jack... fuck. I want him so bad. I can feel my panties getting wetter just by looking at him. I want to feel his hands on me, his mouth on me, his cock inside me. I want him to fuck me hard and make me cum over and over again.]
She stepped forward and grabbed my crotch, pressing it hard, and said, "What you got here..." Her voice was a low, teasing whisper, but I could sense a hint of hesitation, a flicker of uncertainty in her eyes.
[Oh my god!!! How can I be so bold... Does Jack think I am some kind of slut who fucks around... but I can't hold back. The way he looks at me, the way he touches me, it drives me crazy. I want him so badly, I can feel the heat pooling between my legs, the wetness, the desire. I want to feel him inside me, to feel his cock filling me up, to feel his hands on my body, exploring, claiming. But what if he thinks I'm easy, that I'm just some girl who will spread her legs for anyone...]
I noticed Jennifer's thoughts and the internal struggle playing out in her mind. I saw the hesitation in her eyes, the way her confidence wavered for just a moment. She gently pulled her hand away from my crotch.
"I... don't know... what happened to me... I am sorry, Jack... I..." she stammered, her voice filled with a mix of embarrassment and regret. "I don't want you to think that I'm... you know... that I'm easy. I'm not that kind of woman, Jack. I have standards, I have boundaries. But when I'm around you, when I see you, I can't help it. I can't help the way I feel, the way my body responds to you."
I looked at her, my eyes soft and understanding. "Jennifer," I said, my voice gentle and calm. "It's okay. You don't have to apologize. I understand. And I don't think you're easy, or a slut, or anything like that. I think you're a woman who knows what she wants, who isn't afraid to go after it. And that's a good thing, Jennifer. It's a part of who you are."
She looked at me, her eyes wide with surprise and relief. "You do?" she asked, her voice filled with a hint of hope. "You really don't think I'm... you know..."
I shook my head, my expression firm. "I don't think that, Jennifer," I said. "I think you're amazing, just the way you are. And I respect you and your boundaries. And I want you to know that you can be yourself around me, that you can express what you're feeling, what you're wanting. It's a part of the journey, a part of the adventure."
She took a deep breath, her shoulders relaxing slightly. "Thank you, Jack," she said, her voice filled with gratitude. "I just... I don't want you to think that I'm... you know... that I'm just some girl who will spread her legs for anyone."
But as I stood there, lost in the moment with Jennifer, I heard Kate's thoughts, a sharp contrast to the warmth and desire that was flowing between Jennifer and me. [This bitch... I didn't think she was this scheming. She isn't just seducing Jack... she even wants to win his heart...]
But the next thought of Kate made me even more excited to tease her. [But Why do I feel it's getting so hot... and I am sweating too much... and... why is my pussy throbbing... and my nipples are so hard... Am I becoming a pervert watching Jack and Jennifer fuck around... Like a Peeping Tom...]
I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at the thought of Kate's internal struggle, her conflicting emotions. It added a layer of complexity to the moment, a sense of intrigue and anticipation. I knew that I had to tread carefully, to navigate the dynamics with a sense of awareness and respect.
I knew that it must be the effect of the Scent of Lust, making both Kate and Jennifer lustful. The thought sent a shiver of excitement through me, knowing that the scent was amplifying their desires, their passions.
I looked at Jennifer and hugged her tightly, kissing her passionately as her breasts pressed against my chest. Our bodies melded together, the heat between us intensifying with every passing second.
Releasing her lips, which were stunning and swollen from our kiss, I left her panting and gasping for breath. Her eyes, filled with lust, locked onto mine, conveying a hunger that mirrored my own.
"Jennifer..." I murmured, my voice a low growl as I slowly sank to my knees before her. My gaze fixed on her red panties, the fabric clinging to her, damp with her arousal.
The outline of her pussy was clearly visible, the delicate folds of her labia pressing against the thin material, the darker shade of her swollen clit peeking through. The sight of her arousal made my heart pound, my own desire growing with every ragged breath she took.
I pressed my nose against the damp fabric, inhaling deeply the sweet, intoxicating scent of her desire. It was a heady mix of musk and something uniquely Jennifer, a scent that drove me wild with need.
Jennifer moaned, her body shuddering with anticipation. "Aaah, hmmm, Jack... don't, aah, it's so sensitive, aaah," she gasped, her fingers tangling in my hair, urging me on despite her protests.
"Mmm, Jennifer, you smell so good," I murmured, my breath hot against her pussy through the fabric. "I can smell how much you want this, how much you want me." I teased, my nose rubbing against her, the rough fabric providing just enough friction to make her squirm. "You're so wet for me, aren't you, Jennifer? I can see it, I can smell it. It's driving me crazy."
Jennifer's breath hitched, her body trembling as I continued to tease her. "Jack, please... aaah, don't tease me, aaah, I need you," she moaned, her hips bucking against my face, seeking more contact, more friction.
I could see the way her pussy lips parted slightly, the glistening wetness that seeped through the material, making it almost transparent. Jennifer's clit was a swollen nub, visible through the thin fabric, begging for attention. I flicked my tongue out, tasting her through the material, the sweet tang of her arousal exploding on my taste buds.
"Mmm, you taste as good as you smell, Jennifer," I growled, my tongue tracing slow, deliberate circles around her clit through the fabric. "I could do this all day, just tasting you, teasing you, making you beg for more."
Jennifer's back arched, a loud, keening moan escaping her lips. "Ohhh, Jack! Yes, right there, aaah, don't stop, please, aaah!" Her hips bucked against my face, her body trembling with need.
[Fuck... this bitch is enjoying so much.... I also want to be licked like that.... my pussy, omg, it's itching so much, hmmm. I can't see clearly... Jack is blocking my view.... fuck, I have become a complete pervert.] Kate's thoughts echoed in my mind, her desire palpable even through the mental connection.
Realizing that Kate couldn't see Jennifer and me clearly, I decided to give her a clearer view. I buried my face in Jennifer's panties, my nose pressing against the damp fabric, inhaling her intoxicating scent. I held her legs in my arms, surprising Jennifer with the sudden intensity.
"Hmmm, Jack... what are you doing... aaah, don't poke your nose so hard, aaah, otherwise... I... I'll just cum," Jennifer moaned, her body trembling with the overwhelming sensations.
I flicked my tongue out, tasting her through the material, sending shivers down her spine. Then, I stood up, my face still buried in her panties, lifting her above my head. In this position, I was sure Kate had a clear view of everything.
Jennifer's legs draped over my shoulders, her body folded in half as I supported her weight with one arm under her ass and the other around her waist. Her panties were pulled taut against her pussy, the damp fabric clinging to her folds, the outline of her swollen clit visible through the thin material. I could feel her body trembling, her breath coming in ragged gasps as I continued to tease her with my tongue and nose.
And indeed, Jennifer's thoughts confirmed it. [Fuck.... Kate... what the fuck is she doing here... and she saw me... fuck, was she here the whole time... this bitch... she didn't care about her husband but followed us here... I will teach her a lesson... I will show her how to satisfy Jack... she must be jealous to death... hmmm.]
Kate's thoughts were a mix of panic and desire. [She saw me... she fucking saw me... what am I gonna do now... fuck... if she tells Jack, then how can I face him...]
Jennifer's thoughts grew more confident, almost taunting. [Kate, even though she knows I saw her, she isn't going anywhere. She is here to watch the show, and then I will show her how to satisfy a man. She is hushing me. Are you afraid that I will tell Jack... hmmm.]
With a surge of strength, I carried Jennifer to the bed, her body still folded over my shoulder. I could feel her heart pounding against my back, her breath hot against my skin.
As I approached the bed, I adjusted my grip, my hands firm on her waist and thighs. With a swift motion, I slammed her down onto the mattress, her body bouncing slightly with the impact.
In this new position, Kate had a clear view of my back, and Jennifer lay sprawled out before her. Jennifer's eyes were wide, her chest heaving with each ragged breath.
I could see her gaze flicker behind me, knowing she was looking at Kate. The tension in the room was palpable, a complex web of desire, jealousy, and anticipation.
Jennifer's legs were still draped over my shoulders, her panties pulled taut against her pussy. I could see the damp fabric clinging to her folds, the outline of her swollen clit visible through the thin material. Her body trembled with the overwhelming sensations, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
I leaned down, my face close to hers, our breaths mingling. "You're enjoying this, aren't you, Jennifer?" I murmured, my voice a low growl. She moaned in response, her hips bucking slightly, seeking more contact.
Jennifer's thoughts were filled with mischief. [I know Kate is watching... I can feel her eyes on me... I'll make sure she gets a good show...] She arched her back, pushing her hips up towards my face, her panties now completely soaked. "Yes... don't stop..." she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
I obliged, my tongue tracing slow, deliberate circles around her clit, the thin fabric of her panties offering little resistance. Jennifer's moans grew louder, her body writhing beneath me. She reached down, her fingers tangling in my hair, pulling me closer.
[Hmmm, let her take a look clearly... so that she can be jealous to death.] Jennifer's thoughts were a mix of triumph and lust. She spread her legs wider, her panties now completely aside, offering Kate an unobstructed view.
Kate's thoughts were a mix of jealousy and desire. [He's so good with his tongue... Barry never does this to me... never takes his time... never makes me feel this good...] She watched, her breath quickening as she saw the way I pleasured Jennifer.
I pulled her panties aside, revealing her pink pussy which was completely drenched. Jennifer was a bit embarrassed when she saw me staring at her pussy. I have to say she has maintained herself well. My cock throbbed hard. Jennifer looked at me shyly, "Jack... don't stare... I'm embarrassed..."
As Jennifer's panties were completely aside, Kate's eyes widened at the sight of Jennifer's clean-shaven pussy, pink and glistening. [Fuck this bitch came prepared... her pussy is clean shaved and it looks pink and sexy.... if I also shave will my pussy look like that...] Kate's thoughts were filled with envy and a newfound determination.
I looked at Jennifer and said, "Your pussy is so beautiful... let me taste it... Whether it only looks beautiful or is it also tasty?"
Jennifer said, "Jack, you..." and before she could continue, I put my mouth on her pussy and sucked it hard, making her moan, "Aaaaaah oh yes... fuck aaaaaah hmmmmm..."
I could feel Jennifer's body tense, her breath hitching as she approached the edge. "Please... I need more... suck me harder..." she begged, her voice a desperate whimper. I obliged, my fingers joining my tongue, teasing and stroking her in a rhythm that had her gasping for air.
Jennifer's thoughts were a mix of triumph and lust. "Aaah hmm fuck it feels so fucking good Jack... hmmmm..." [See this Kate... I bet her husband couldn't do this to her.] She spread her legs wider, her body writhing beneath me, her moans growing louder and more desperate.
I increased my speed and put my tongue inside her pussy, tongue-fucking her. Jennifer's moans grew louder, her body writhing beneath me. "Oh fuck... yes... right there... don't stop..." she cried out, her body trembling with the force of her pleasure.
Jennifer's moans grew louder and more deliberate, her voice echoing through the room. "Oh god... yes... right there... don't stop..." she cried out, her body writhing beneath me. She knew Kate could hear her, and she wanted her to hear every desperate, pleasure-filled sound.
[Let her hear me... let her hear how good he makes me feel...] Jennifer's thoughts were filled with triumph. She moaned louder, her voice growing more desperate, her body trembling with the force of her pleasure. "Fuck... yes... harder... please..." she begged, her voice echoing through the room.
Kate's thoughts were a mix of jealousy and desire. [I wish he would do this to me... I wish I had someone who could make me feel this good...] She watched, her body aching with need as she saw the way I pleasured Jennifer.
Kate's thoughts were a mix of anger and jealousy. [Fuck... she's doing this on purpose... she wants me to hear her...] She watched, her body aching with need as she heard Jennifer's moans, her thoughts filled with a desperate longing and a growing anger.
As Jennifer's body convulsed with the force of her orgasm, her moans grew louder, more desperate. "Oh god... yes... fuck..." she cried out, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her pleasure. She knew Kate could hear her, and she wanted her to hear every desperate, pleasure-filled sound.
Jennifer's thoughts were a mix of triumph and satisfaction, her mental voice dripping with smug satisfaction. [Yes... let her hear my moans...] Her mental tone was laced with triumph. She wanted Kate to hear every desperate, pleasure-filled sound.
As Jennifer's pleasure built to a crescendo, she let out a loud, desperate moan. "Oh fuck... I'm gonna squirt... I'm gonna squirt all over your face..." she cried out, her body trembling with the force of her impending orgasm. Her voice was raw and needy, her words echoing through the room.
[Let her see...] Jennifer's thoughts were filled with triumph. [How I cum hard on Jack's face.] She moaned louder, her voice growing more desperate, her body trembling with the force of her pleasure. "Fuck... yes... harder... please..." she begged, her voice echoing through the room, her eyes locked onto Kate's.
Kate's thoughts were a mix of anger and jealousy, her mental voice sharp with frustration. [Fuck...] Her mental tone was laced with awe and frustration. [Does that feel so good...] Her eyes were locked on Jennifer's body, her thoughts filled with a desperate longing. [Is she gonna squirt...] Her body ached with need as she heard Jennifer's moans. [I... I haven't squirted in my life...] Her thoughts were filled with a desperate longing and a growing anger. [Fuck this bitch is making me jealous...]
And then, with a final, desperate cry, Jennifer's body convulsed, and she squirted hard, her juices spraying all over my face. "Oh god... yes... fuck..." she cried out, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her pleasure. Her voice was raw and needy, her words echoing through the room. She knew Kate could hear her, and she wanted her to hear every desperate, pleasure-filled sound.
I leaned back, my face covered in Jennifer's juices, a satisfied smile playing on my lips. Jennifer's thoughts were a mix of embarrassment and satisfaction. [Oh my god...] Her mental tone was laced with satisfaction. [I really squirted on Jack's face...] She lay sprawled out before me, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm, her eyes locked on mine, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. [Is he angry?]
I leaned down, my face mere inches from Jennifer's as our breaths mingled in the charged space between us. The scent of her arousal - that intoxicating mix of musk and something uniquely her - filled my nostrils, making my head swim. "Fuck, you look so sexy when you cum," I growled, my voice rough with desire as I traced the path of her cum with my fingers. "I love watching you squirt."
Jennifer's thoughts were a mix of triumph and satisfaction, her mental voice dripping with smug satisfaction. [Kate, did you hear that?] Her mental tone was laced with triumph. [Jack loves watching me squirt all over him...] She lay sprawled out before me, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm, her eyes locked on mine with a satisfied smile playing on her lips.
Kate's thoughts were a mix of jealousy and desire, her mental voice sharp with frustration. [Oh My God!!!] Her mental tone was laced with awe and frustration. [This slut completely drenched Jack in her squirt...] Her eyes traced the path of Jennifer's cum as it dripped down her thighs, her thoughts filled with a desperate longing. [And she squirted so much... It's even all over the bed and floor... I bet it tastes so good...]
I could feel Kate's eyes on us like a physical touch, her jealousy a palpable force that crackled in the air between us. The way her breathing hitched - sharp little gasps that matched the rhythm of Jennifer's fingers tracing lazy circles on my chest - told me she was watching with rapt attention.
Her eyes were locked on where Jennifer's body pressed against mine, drinking in every intimate detail. The knowledge that she was witnessing our intimacy sent electric currents through my body, making each touch more charged, more intense.
Jennifer's fingers danced across my skin, leaving trails of fire in their wake. "You're so good at making me squirt," she murmured, her voice thick with satisfaction and something darker - a triumphant edge that made my cock twitch. The wet sounds of her pleasure still echoed in my ears, the memory of her body convulsing against mine fresh in my mind. "I've never squirted like that before."
Jennifer's fingers trembled with anticipation as she pulled my pants down, revealing my throbbing cock that jerked eagerly into view. The thick vein running along its length pulsed visibly, the head already glistening with pre-cum that dripped down the shaft in slow, tantalizing rivulets.
The sheer size of it made her breath catch - at least nine inches of rock-hard flesh, the girth so substantial her fingers couldn't quite meet when she wrapped them around me.
[Oh my god...] Jennifer's thoughts swirled with lust and awe. [It's even bigger than I imagined... The way it pulses... The veins standing out... I can see his heartbeat in his cock...] Her eyes locked onto the thick mushroom head, already flushed dark with arousal. [And the way it's leaking... I want to taste it...]
Behind me, Kate's thoughts were consumed by the sight of my cock, her mental voice thick with need and frustration. [Fuck...] Her mental tone was raw with desire. [What the fuck is that?] Her eyes widened as she took in the sheer size of me. [So big...] Her fingers pressed harder between her thighs, her own arousal dripping as she watched. [Is that how a real cock looks?] Her mental voice was laced with awe. [It's bigger than Jennifer's face...]
Jennifer's tongue darted out to wet her lips, her eyes never leaving my cock. The thick vein running along the underside pulsed visibly, the head already flushed dark with arousal and glistening with pre-cum. "It's perfect," she murmured, her voice thick with desire.
Her fingers traced the prominent vein, following it up to the sensitive head that wept with anticipation. "So thick... So hard..." Her fingers couldn't quite meet when she wrapped them around my cock, the sheer size making her breath catch.
I growled as her touch sent sparks through my nervous system, my cock jerking in her grip. The head pulsed with each heartbeat, pre-cum dripping down the shaft in slow, tantalizing rivulets. "You like what you see?" I asked, my voice rough with need.
Jennifer's eyes flicked up to meet mine, her voice breathless. "I love it," she admitted, her fingers wrapping more firmly around my length. The way her small hand couldn't quite encircle me made my cock twitch with anticipation. "I want it inside me... I want to feel it stretching me..."
Behind me, Kate's thoughts grew more desperate. [How can it even... fit inside...] Her mental voice was thick with need and disbelief. [I can see the veins throbbing...] Her fingers worked faster between her thighs, her own arousal dripping as she watched. [The way it's leaking...] Her mental voice was laced with longing. [Why is Jennifer looking at me...] Her thoughts were sharp with suspicion. [Is she trying to show off?]
I saw Jennifer's eyes flick over my head, her gaze meeting Kate's for a charged moment before she turned back to me with a wicked smile. "But first," she murmured, her voice thick with anticipation, "let me make it wet enough and ready for my pussy."
She positioned herself between my legs, her hands wrapping around my cock with deliberate slowness. The way she pulled the skin back revealed the flushed mushroom head in all its glory, the scent of my arousal filling the air between us. "The smell is so erotic," she murmured, her voice thick with desire as she leaned in to sniff me. "Making my pussy twitch, Jack..."
Her tongue darted out to wet her lips, the movement deliberate and sensual. I watched as she leaned in, her eyes locked onto mine as she licked the head of my cock. The contact sent a jolt of pleasure through me, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip. The taste of my pre-cum made her eyes flutter shut, her moans vibrating against my length.
She reached in, opening her mouth wide to take just the mushroom head inside. Her tongue wrapped around the tip, her lips sealing around the ridge as she began to suck. The way her mouth stretched around me was exquisite, her eyes flicking up to meet mine as she worked me.
The pre-cum filled her mouth, the taste making her moan around my cock. I saw her hands release their grip on my length, her fingers sliding behind her as she looked over my head at Kate. The position gave Kate an unobstructed view of Jennifer's mouth stretched around my cock, the sight making my length twitch with anticipation.
Behind me, Kate's thoughts were consumed by the sight. [Omg...] Her mental voice was thick with need and disbelief. [This Jennifer is really a slut...] Her eyes were locked on where Jennifer's mouth stretched around my cock. [Her mouth is so filled with just the tip of Jack's cock...] Her mental voice was laced with awe and frustration. [What would happen if Jack pushes a bit...]
Her thoughts grew more desperate. [Did his cock reach her throat...] Her mental voice was thick with need. [Making her choke...] Her fingers pressed harder between her thighs, her own arousal dripping as she watched. [My panties...] Her mental voice was laced with frustration. [They are completely wet...]