Jake Andrich Jerking Off Novels & Stories

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.

Shrug, and looked down at his hugely erect cock as if nothing it for the first time. "Gee whiz, would you look at that. It's a tribute to your beauty, Annie," "Put your pant on," Annie said furiously. And don't you dare try to pull that Mr. Slick routine. That might work at night by the campfire, but not by the cold light of day," Jacob grimaced as he folded his hard-on the side and zipped his jeans over it. Ouch. "What would work Annie? He asked plaintively.

“Hey, look who came out of her cave. Hungry, Laura? Want to join us? We’re just… watching some educational videos, you know, expanding our minds.” I froze with the slice halfway to my mouth, grease dripping onto my fingers, and felt my face burn even though I told myself to play it cool. “Educational? Yeah, right. I know exactly what you two losers do all day. Sitting here jerking off to p**n like a couple of horny addicts who can’t get laid in real life.” Jake turned his head real slow, like a predator deciding whether to pounce, his dark eyes going heavy and dark, pupils blown wide.

Jake leaned back, his chest heaving as he caught his breath. He looked down at me, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "You're incredible," he said, his voice husky with satisfaction. Jake reached down and gently lifted me from the car floor, positioning me on my back across the seat. He quickly shed his pants and boxers completely, his cock standing at attention. He leaned over me, his body pressing against mine as he kissed me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth. He then moved to position himself between my legs, his cock rubbing against my wetness. "I need to feel you," he groaned, his voice husky with desire.

' I sucked them clean, then bent to take his cock in my mouth, the angle awkward but perfect for the fullness. They moved in rhythm, Jake pounding my arse, Richard fucking my face. Drool escaped my lips around his shaft, tears pricking my eyes from the depth. Uncle Tom's flavor mingled faintly with Richard's pre-cum, a filthy secret spurring me on. I came first, body seizing, muffled cries vibrating around Richard's length as my arse clenched Jake tight.

I’m dreading the later if I’m being honest, this day is going to catch up on me big style. “Jesus Sophie. One night out on your own and you’re beating women and taking on drug lords.” Jake shakes his head, joking to cover the seriousness of the last few hours and both stare at me with so many mixed emotions. Jake is a little more relaxed while Arrick still looks like he might beat someone to death. Poised and stiff like he can’t calm down.

The thrill of our evolving friendship, the cabin’s isolation, pulsed through me, my clit—my mind’s playful twist—throbbing despite the exhaustion, a sign of the insatiable desire we’d unleashed. Jake rose, his lean frame casting a shadow over me, his brown hair tousled with sweat. “Let’s heat it up,” he said, his voice a low command, guiding me to a plush rug near the hearth, the fire’s warmth a constant embrace. He retrieved a small chest from under the couch, unveiling a collection of toys—vibrators, a larger dildo, and a double-ended strap-on—laying them beside us like secrets shared. His confidence, tempered by our years of trust, was a dance I yearned to deepen.