Jake Andrich Jerking Off Novels & Stories

my eyes rolled back. "Fuck, yes," someone said. "She fucking needs it.” We've got just 20 minutes more, Tyler hollered Jake groaned, "Fuck, I'm gonna cum. Don't you dare waste it,." He shoved deep and spilled down into my throat, "Hold on to the desk," Jake ordered, voice low, gravelly, too calm for what he was about to do. I stumbled to my feet, dazed, body tremblíng. The desk felt cold in my palms.

Careful. Under the table, he unzipped his pants. I looked at Jake. He was laughing at something on his phone. His mom was in the kitchen getting more wine. Richard pulled his cock out. I saw it. Thick. Hard. The tip is wet. He wrapped his hand around it and started stroking. Right there. At the table. While his wife was in the kitchen. While his son sat next to me. He looked at me. His eyes were dark. Commanding. He mouthed two words.

My legs shake on both sides of his and his free hand rips the strings of my robe loose, exposing my body to him again. “Please Trev…don’t do this,” I beg, tears trickling down my face. “Don’t force me. Give me time, please.” He slides down his boxers, revealing his hard shaft and he rips my panties apart. “It’s only going to hurt a little,” He whispers, kissing my neck. The moment he pulls back, removing his knee from between my legs so he can get a good position, I do the only logical thing I can to save myself. I drive my knee as hard as I can into his balls and he screams in pain, falling to the floor and grabbing himself.

Now it was just Jake. He pulled out of my mouth. Climbed onto the bed. Pulled me on top of him. “Ride me,” he said. “Show them how you ride my cock.” I straddled him, sank down slowly. After three other guys, Jake felt like coming home. I rode him the way he’d taught me. Rolling my hips. Taking him deep. The other guys watched. Stroked themselves. “You’re so beautiful like this,” Jake said. “Taking my cock. Covered in their cum. My perfect little slut.”

Immediately, his hands found their way to my already swollen and wet pussycat. “It’s so slick,” he muttered. . He plunged his two thick middle fingers into me, and I jerked up. “It’s so hot,” I moaned. "Fuck, I think I’m going to cum.” “Not yet; I have other things planned.” Jake said. He flipped me to his front while he lay on his back. He made me lean on his front while he put two of his legs in between mine as he barricaded me from closing my legs. He kissed me and immediately plunged his fingers into my pussyfoot. He thrust in and out till the sloppy sounds of my juices could be heard.

This had spiraled so fast— from shock to fight to… whatever this was. My body was still sore and sensitive from Jake, responded traitorously to the sight of two identical, naked and aroused versions of my husband standing in front of me. It was overwhelming. Dirty and hot. John didn’t wait for my answer. He turned to Jake. “Sit down and watch, brother. I’ll show you how to really pleasure a woman.” Jake raised an eyebrow but didn’t argue. He leaned back against the headboard, completely naked, cock resting thick against his thigh, and gestured lazily. “By all means. Let’s see what you’ve got.”

Now, watching her leave, it was Jake who felt hot. He shifted his cock in his pants as the bulge started to annoy him, thinking about how he was getting hard for his friend's wife. He tried to focus on the documents in front of him, but the image of Mariana would not leave his mind. He unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. It was hard and pulsating with energy. Jake was a man with a high sex drive, and knowing so, he knew that no matter how much he tried to concentrate on his job, he would not be able to do so until his secretary left his mind. And what better way to do that than to jerk off?

They're both shirtless from whatever late-night hangout they had, sweat glistening on their toned chests, and the way they look at me—lust raw and unfiltered—sends a fresh wave of arousal crashing through me. I don't stop. My fingers keep moving, sliding in and out of my dripping pussy, chasing that release. The laptop video plays on, the older man now pounding harder, his balls slapping against skin, and I moan softly, locking eyes with them. Alex's gaze flicks to the screen, then back to me, his jaw tightening. Jake steps forward first, his hand shooting out to grab my wrist, pulling my fingers free with a wet pop. 'Not yet,' he growls, his voice low and commanding.

I moaned so loudly as he sucked on my boobs passionately and other parts of my body, it was indeed a crazy moment with pleasurable experienced. We were still naked in each other's embrace when the door flung open. I thought I locked the door but that was not the case. "What is happening here? " the voice came. Jake quickly dressed up while I covered my body.

It doesn't take me long to give him his pleasure. With one swift move, Jake pulls me up. "What a perfect way to start a morning", he chuckles. "Give me less than five minutes to make you cum too", he moves me in front of the big mirror on my wardrobe. "Wrap your arms backwards around my neck and watch." While one hand takes care of my arched breasts, his other hand runs down my body, his leg spreads my legs apart and he starts playing my clit and then fucking me with his fingers.