Inseparable
written by:
Pleasure Hunter

Inseparable By: Pleasure Hunter

ACHNOWLEDGMENTS:

Some time ago, I had contact with a Fan from this website. I asked some intimate questions. The answers inspired me, and I asked if I could write about it. The response was positive and led me to creating this story. Although names have been changed, much of what is written revolves around the real life experiences of the couple portrayed in this story, I thank you both for sharing such intimate details of your life with me, and now -- with your blessing, I thank you for allowing me to share it with the ES Community.

However, the collaboration does not stop there. Over the time that I have been writing I have summoned the assistance of a few very talented and gifted individuals. They are members of our audience and contributing authors as well. It is the continued guidance from one of those individuals whom I refer too. I thank Girlie, from the Forums, for all of your help with comments on my direction, and the many hours of proofreading that she has provided.

I trust you will enjoy this tale of fact, fun and minimal fiction.

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Forward:

Anyone who has ever attended university knows that there are lots of wild parties, lots of drinking, lots of guys looking for girls, lots girls looking for guys and consequently, there is lots of hooking up, all in the attainment of a higher education.

While these adventurous students have hopes and dreams of achieving success in their studies and subsequently in their chosen professions, few anticipate the possibility of finding their life partner. After all, the only thing you expect to be serious about is your studies. Nonetheless friendships are forged, some whither, some last a while, and then a rare few become inseparable, sharing more in a few short years than most do in a lifetime. This is the story of such a couple.

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While attending a large Midwestern University, two women - roommates - are sharing lunch under the shade of a large oak tree discussing weekend plans.

"So, you and Rick? You're really going out?" Sheila asked, as she sat looking at her roommate, a bit concerned over her friend's choice in men.

"Is that so hard to believe?" Jill answered. She knew why her friend asked, but she didn't want to admit that she too had concerns. Although she had gone out with many boys, and had some experience with sex, she had never gone out with a guy whose reputation preceded him. She assumed that there would be expectations, but that really didn't bother Jill since she had developed a keen interest in Rick, which went well beyond curiosity.

Sheila finished munching her food, took a drink of her soda, and replied.

"The Jill I know is far more reserved than Rick Jacobs. Everyone knows he's a player. You're going to get..." Sheila stopped herself short of spewing doom and gloom.

"I appreciate your concern, but I am a big girl now, remember!" Jill retorted, a bit short with her roommate. Not that she was annoyed by Sheila's concern, but because she didn't want to be known as Miss Prim and Proper. Yet, she wasn't sure that she was ready to be known as Rick Jacobs's latest conquest either. After a moment of silence, Jill continued.

"Look, I'll be alright. Besides, what if he's not really like everyone says?" Her question suggested that she might have a different opinion of him.

Sheila knew that Jill could handle herself, but she also knew Rick's type. Although he didn't go around bragging about how many chicks he had been with, it certainly seemed like his objective was to have as many as time would permit.

"Well, I guess anything's possible," Sheila said, doing her best to let go of her concerns, for her friend's sake, if nothing else.

When it comes to a guy with a reputation, women are not always as put off by it, as much as they put on, even if it's true. Rick Jacobs knew that, and while he had earned part of his reputation, he also knew that girls sought him out - despite it. He wasn't really the player he was made out to be, he just knew what he wanted, and if he didn't find it, he had no hang ups about moving on.

Hiding behind their harsh criticism, some women may secretly want to experience what a guy like Rick had to offer, risking their decency, even if only to discover if the rumours have substance. This made it difficult for Him to avoid gathering a reputation.

Being open minded had served Jill well and she would not be deterred by rumours, or by her friend's criticism. She had met Rick just before the end of the previous term. Although they were both on a date with someone else, each recognised a sensual excitement, the instant they met, and hoped to meet again.

Nature took its course, and brought them together more than once over the summer months. They shared coffee and engaged in provocative conversations. Although enthralled with her beauty, Rick didn't want to dishearten the pretty young Jill, and she didn't want to appear a covetous partaker to his sexual antics, although she was drawn to that side of him. Nonetheless, he deliberately asserted his interest, but how could he not. The spark that lingered had clearly ignited.

Every guy has a soft spot for a pretty girl, especially for one that is tall, blonde, and blessed with a knock-out body. Jill qualified in every category, and on top of that, she was intelligent, yet down-to-earth, maybe even free-spirited, and according to Rick, those were important traits for his girl to have.

For Jill, Rick Jacobs seemed like a refreshing change, not at all like his notoriety. He seemed genuinely interested in her, not just her body, but attentive and honest. He had never tried to hide his past, yet the rumours were hard to ignore. If they were to go out, she wanted to accept based on something real, not just curiosity. Although she was drawn in by his charm and good looks, she played it cool.

Their acquaintance developed with a profound affect on each. Rick's flirtatious behaviour took a back seat to his interest in Jill. No longer did he use his charm to attract women for casual sex. And for Jill, she felt there was more to Rick than the reputation that preceded him. Without really trying he had made her feel special, and perhaps willing to explore her erotic desires. Although neither considered their relationship a budding romance, which it was exactly, their hearts were lifted whenever they crossed paths.

Now that class had reconvened, their fortuitous encounters came to an end. Yet Rick's pretension towards Jill merited an official request. He had asked and she accepted.

He took Jill out on an official date. For dinner, a movie and then who knew beyond that, anything was possible.

Their evening had an exceptional start; Rick was the perfect gentleman and Jill an appreciative companion. Dinner was more than she expected, which set the tone for the rest of the night.

Half way through the movie, the air conditioning gave Jill the shivers; she leaned into Rick and pressed her breasts against his bicep. In response he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her tight to his warmth, which he seemed to have abundantly. With that subtle affection Jill became comfortable with Rick, which gave her the confidence to embrace her free spirited inclinations. In response he swept his hand up and down Jill's arm.

The friction of his touch felt endearing, but then as he continued his caress, his hand brushed over the bulge of her un-harnessed breast, and lingered tentatively. Perhaps, a feeble attempt to warm Jill, she recognized it as strategic fondling, which inspired a similar reaction. She shifted in her seat; the hem of her form fitting dress crept up her thigh. She raised her buttock in invitation, while she stretched out her arm and slid her hand across Rick's lap. Her cheeks tightened, a smile edged across her face, caused by the significant bulge that she had encountered.

From that moment, the movie could not end soon enough. And although Jill was open to whatever the night brought, she would have preferred, and even expected, intimacy to follow immediately. Careful not to be viewed as taking advantage of the situation, Rick instead stopped at a house party.

"Hey Bros!" a young man yelled, greeting Rick after he and Jill had entered. His friend Pete looked right past Rick and took a second to check out his pretty date. "Follow me I'll find you two a drink."

As they navigated the crowd, the couple became separated. A friend, who wanted to chitchat, pulled Jill away while Rick was lead to the refreshments.

"So! Who's the hottie?" Peter started.

"That's Jill, the one I told you about," Rick said over the music, with unintentional emphasis on "the one", he then turned to see if she was following yet.

"The One... Hey!" Pete said, with a grin, as he expressed a hint of sarcasm towards his friend. "What's she drinking?" Peter asked.

His friend's question fell on deaf ears, yet Rick defended the reference to "the one".

"Well, maybe not "The One," but certainly the one with potential," Rick said, as he continued to admire Jill from a distance, while she spoke to her friend. His defence perhaps revealed his true interest.

Pete realized his friend was distracted and didn't wait for a reply to his question. "Here try this, we got Smirnoff Ice if she's not into that," he said, handing Rick a beer and a glass of punch.

"Thanks catch you later Pete."

Rick took the drinks without even a look at what he'd been given and went to catch up with Jill. He found her with the shapely, cute red head that had pulled her away moments earlier. He slowed his step as he navigated the crowd. He admired Jill's lithe form, and then, for the first time in months, he found his gaze drawn to the attractive woman whom she conversed with. Something about two attractive women in such close proximity could be cause for almost any man to have elicit thoughts of some fantasy, no matter how brief. Rick was no exception. For an instant he admired the perky body of Jill's cute friend, and fantasized, but just as quickly put such thoughts out of his mind.

Introductions were made, and the trio moved to a vacant sofa to continue their conversation.

"Could I get you a drink," Rick asked Sheila politely, before taking a seat.

"Sure, what she has is fine," Sheila said, who had gestured towards Jill's glass of punch, which she seemed to have a slight aversion towards.

"Uh I can't tell you what's in it for sure. Here why I don't I get you something in a bottle?" Rick asked both women, worried that the punch may have been excessively spiked, as he took back Jill's glass.

"Wow, has he been like that all night?" Sheila asked, and felt a little bad about their previous discussion.

"Oh yeah, he's quite the gentleman," Jill said, taking a brief pause. "There was a moment at the movie though..." Jill stated, as she recalled how his hand had discovered her bra-less breast, and she the prominent bulge in his pants.

"A moment..." Sheila said quizzically, followed with a sly smirk as if she had not bought into Jill's comment.

"Ok! Here you are, two Smirnoff Ice. At least we know what's in these," Rick said, as he handed a bottle to each of the women.

Over the next ninety minutes they all laughed and talked like old friends. And they drank and drank some more. Sheila felt a bit drunk and decided to call it a night. The chivalrous guy that Rick is, he called her a cab, and then escorted her outside to make sure she got home safely.

By the time he returned to Jill, two guys had made an attempt to move in on his date. Jill had just accepted a new bottle of Smirnoff form one and had tried to reject a full glass of punch from the other, without success. Rick just casually sat on the coffee table, directly in front of Jill and watched and listened, while the two guys wore out their welcome.

"Hey Baby, you want to have some fun?" One of the guys asked in a drunken tone, as he raised his pelvis up off the sofa.

Jill squealed with laughter, even as drunk as she was, she was surprised by the juvenile attempt to impress her. She gave her sofa companions the cold shoulder and before long they became bored and moved on.

Rick jumped at the vacancy and moved onto the couch; in the same instant Jill turned her back and lay against him. The party began to wind down and after their drinks had been consumed, the couple began making out. Rick's erection grew, as did Jill's arousal. The fact that she hadn't worn a bra had not gone unnoticed and in this position, not only was Rick's view unobstructed but his access was too.

They were engaged in a deeply passionate embrace, thoughts of ecstasy swirled in Jill's mind. She had yearned for Rick's touch since half way through the movie and now that she felt his hand on her right breast, she offered no objection.

‘What took you so long?' She thought.

They knew that they were not entirely alone, and in an attempt to conceal their actions Jill twisted her body and pressed it against Rick. Their embrace intensified. Rick's hand disappeared down her top, palming her bare breast. A moan of approval escaped Jill's mouth as their entwined lips continued to explore.

When she felt Rick's hand at the hem of her dress she wanted to express her desires, to be free of inhibitions, and to feel his touch on the cleft between her legs.

Another couple, slumped into a large armchair only a few feet away, appeared unconscious. Barely concerned with their presence, Jill abandoned her modesty. She raised her right leg, which revealed her panty clad cunny and made it available for Rick to grope.

With lips mashed together and tongues entangled, the couple had become breathless. Their hissed gasps echoed, as each feverishly attempted to devour the other.

Rick felt his desires percolate in his loins. He wanted Jill, but had been reluctant to explore his passion for her physically. When she raised her leg and offered him access to her sweet warmth, he could not resist. His hand cupped her damp mound. His fingers extended beyond her cleft and felt the thin strip of material of her thong. His heart raced with his discovery, his fingers followed into the crevice that parted her supple firm flesh.

Jill was keenly aware that Rick's objective was to remove her panties, and she moaned with encouragement. She anticipated that the stiffness of his fingers would immediately follow and penetrate her soft folds. She felt the heat from the bulge that dug into her side, which inspired her lusty actions. At that point she didn't care about anything but their shared desires.

Jill hadn't noticed that the music had faded, the lights had dimmed, or that Rick kept an eye on the couple in the chair. If concerned over their state of consciousness, it did not deter him. He was about to tug Jill's thong aside and explore her hot molten pussy.

For Jill, Rick's slow and deliberate advance was too subtle. She felt daring and less inhibited and wanted more than to just make out.

‘Go for it,' Jill thought. ‘This certainly isn't the guy Sheila warned me about. Just fuck me already,' her silent thoughts expressed her frustration. She had decided hours earlier that she wanted to end the night intimately with Rick. It was no longer a want - but a need.

Suddenly Jill pushed herself back and slid off of Rick's lap. He wanted her badly, but now thought that they had gone as far as she dared, or perhaps that she was about to flea so he made no attempt to restrain her. When he felt her hands at his belt, Rick was pleasantly surprised that his assumption was in error. From that point on, all he cared about was satisfying Jill's desires, what ever they may be.

Hungry for the engorged flesh that throbbed against her side, Jill unfastened Rick's belt and jeans and had him unzipped in an instant. She looked up into his eyes, in the dimly lit room, and watched his expression as her hand slid under the elastic waistband of his boxers and wrapped around his meaty shaft.

‘Impressive,' Jill thought. With her hand wrapped around Rick's erection, it throbbed in her grasp, which heightened her sense of adventure. Not only was Jill impressed with his firm flesh, but too with everything about Rick. She wanted to pleasure this man more than any other she had ever been with.

Given their surroundings one might think that any woman would be timid about sex, but Jill's bold desire to taste, tease, and suck Rick's cock, inspired her rapturous attempt to free his erection. With some difficulty, she finally pulled his rigid prick free. She thought that she would play with him until he couldn't take it anymore, and then let him do with her as he pleased.

Rick looked down at Jill; the corners of his lips pulled back, a proud smile spread across his face, confirmed by the gleam in his eyes as he watched her expose his erection. He waited for her response.

While Jill stroked the length of Rick's impressive shaft, a sly and seductive grin was returned. She raised the weight of his erection towards her lips, they parted, and her tongue extended like a snake would stalk its prey. She lowered her head then pressed her tongue against his loose scrotum. An appreciative inhalation captured his musk, which affected Jill like an intoxicant and added to her lusty desire.

Although her experience was limited, Jill drew on the sense of power that she had derived from past oral experiences and slithered her tongue side to side, as she licked the length of his shaft then swirled the tip of her tongue around the rim of his bulbous head. All the while their gaze remained focused on each other's eyes.

Rick laid back and enjoyed Jill's attention. He appreciated her ability to express her physical desires so publicly, and felt that he could grow to love the exhilaration that it provided. And while he had not expected to share their first sexual encounter in such open surroundings, the potential to be caught certainly added to his excitement.

While Jill proceeded to tease Rick, there was a sudden movement on the armchair, which startled her. Her heart nearly jumped through her chest, her grip tightened and then she recognized the significant pulse of Rick's arousal. She ignored what had startled her. Her eyes grew wide in delight as she gazed upon his hot swollen flesh. Her heart raced even faster once his size registered.

She grasped Rick's erection firmly then pushed it towards his stomach, so that it towered above his groin. The awestruck Jill sat back, her bum pressed to her haunches. Her lips quivered with brazen lust while she handled his manhood like an exhibit on display. She pushed the rigid pole to one side, and then the other. He was magnificent and firm.

Freed of her inhibitions, Jill embraced the surge of her blatant desire, which coursed through her body. Eager to satisfy her craving for cock, Jill cupped his balls and licked her lips as she lowered her head towards it.

A groan of expectation came from Rick, as he watched Jill manipulate his swollen hardness and roll his loosely hung testes in the palm of her hand. He followed the seductive twist of her tongue, as it ran over her sumptuous lips. She pulled on his shaft, and nudged him to the edge of the sofa. The tug coaxed a dribble of pre-cum from the tip of his dick. Her jaw dropped and her moistened lips parted further, to receive the swell of his glans.

A groan was heard, but came from neither Rick nor Jill. The potential to be caught became obvious, yet invigorated their actions even more. He felt that Jill had displayed his nakedness long enough, and thought it was time to expose her slender body as well. He contemplated the removal of her dress, and his desire to lay his eyes on her nakedness.

Jill struggled with conflicted desires. She wanted to inhale his masculinity, torment and play with him orally, which she hoped would be a source of anguish for their audience if they were in fact stealth voyeurs. Yet, she felt overwhelmed by her wanton need for penetration.

She stood and presented herself for Rick's pleasure. He reached to Jill and wrapped an arm around her waist and drew her close. He placed both hands upon her legs, just above either knee, and then slid them upwards beneath the hem of her dress. As his fingers tenderly swept up her thighs, goose bumps rose from her silken skin and provoked the flutter of nerves in Jill's stomach.

When his hands stopped, at the waistband of her thong, he looked up for approval. Jill gasped, followed by a deep moan of encouragement, an erotic tingle spread across her body as she anticipated the actions that would surely follow. Her eyelids flickered and fell shut while she focused on the pleasure of his hot hands.

Rick accepted her gesture as consent. His desire to please Jill, equalled her own, but he'd never been so brazen to engage a woman publicly. His disregard for the potentially unwitting audience created a sense of intrigue never before experienced.

With his arms extended upwards, concealed by Jill's dress, he flexed outward, which caused the material to ride up his forearms. Rick's action exposed her panty-clad loins. The damp gusset of her thong clung to her pillow-soft flesh, dimpled by the separation of her distinctly engorged sex. He slid his thumbs under the thin waistband of her thong. His hands turned outward, hooked the material and slowly lowered her panty to reveal a neatly trimmed bush.

She knew that he had exposed her bare bum, yet she fought the natural tendency to push her dress down, and even gave her hips a seductive gyration. Jill waited impatiently while Rick removed the barrier to her womanly secrets. She was ready to feel that glorious cock of his - impale her.

His hands glided back up her legs, over her delicately muscular calves, along her sleek thighs and around her hips to her supple flesh. His fingers fanned and then squeezed her smooth buttocks.

Jill's breath became drawn and deep. Her lips parted, and pulsed with the inflow of warm sensual blood, dried by her thirst. She slithered her moist tongue past those beautiful swells of flesh and coated them with moisture. Satisfied with her silky touch, her tongue disappeared but her mouth remained agape.

The warmth of Rick's hands on her bum felt divine but that was not the sum of Jill's desires. She wanted to straddle his hips and watch as his firm length disappeared inside of her.

With one swift tug, Rick drew Jill forward, his lips parted as his tongue darted out, her steamy bush only an inch from his face, and he hesitated then inhaled her womanly bouquet.

Rick loved pussy; he loved the smell of it, the taste of it and the way women wriggled as his smooth tongue dived between juicy, quivering lips. To make Jill squirm and then have her beg for his cock was a pleasure he truly desired.

Upon contact with his tongue, Jill's knees wobbled, she gasped and placed her hands upon his shoulders to steady herself. Her head bowed forward; her golden mane draped as she was overcome with ecstasy.

"Umm," Jill moaned dragging out the "m", an indication of acute pleasure. Her grip on Rick's shoulders intensified, her nails dug in and caused him discomfort. When she felt the heat of his tongue sear her clit, her hips writhed with purpose, in an attempt to engulf his torrid flesh with the petals of her soft folds.

"Oh yes, that's so good," Jill cooed. As she felt his tongue stroke her hot wet slit.

His hot extended tongue slithered and swirled over and around her excited nub and then down the length of her slit. In response Jill's lips parted as if to moan, yet she uttered no sound, her breath silenced, and her heart pounded like drums in her ears. Rick kneaded the supple flesh of her buttocks and pulled her tight to his face, his tongue thrust deep into her slippery cunt. Finally the pleasures she felt bubbled over into a verbal acknowledgement. .

"Oh yes," Jill growled, as she boldly emphasized each word. "Oh... yes..." she said again with harsh uneven breaths. "Don't stop!" Her voice crackled, an animalistic growl bellowed from her stomach through her parted lips.

Rick tightened his grasp on her, and flexed every muscle in his upper torso and lifts Jill up off her feet. She shrieked with a punctuated gasp, in fear that she would topple over, as her body teetered forward. When she settled back to the floor, his tongue performed miraculously. Each flick of her clit sent a jolt of pleasure, which spread through her body, from her pussy to her toes and all the way up to her forehead.

"Oh fuck," Jill wailed, and then gasped as she felt her sheath become slick with the nectar of her sex. "Oh baby. That's so right," she snarled as she exhaled. She wanted to thrust her pelvis against Rick's face. But when he switched tactics and returned his focus to her clit, all she could do was hold tight and did her best to keep her legs from buckling. He suckled and swirled his tongue around her wonderfully engorged nub, which brought about such intense pleasure that she just froze and again, held a gasped breath.

Finally Jill couldn't take it and she pushed her self back. The need for penetration had become urgent. The sudden movement forced Rick back against the sofa. She stood with a sensual smile, and shifted her eyes to her left.

Rick did not fear that they had gone to far this time, on the contrary, he felt that he had brought Jill to the peek of his desire. He savoured her sweet womanly nectar that glistened on his lips. He looked up to her in admiration, she looked tousled and sexy with her dress bunched around her waist, beads of sweats formed on her brow, as she panted breathlessly. Her expression was one of sheer desire and lust. Although she did not beg, he loved how she resumed control.

She didn't wait for assistance, Jill grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it upward and totally exposed her fit body. Her pert, medium-sized breasts bounced free as she tossed her dress aside. She was so stricken with lust that she paid little concern to her potential audience.

He knew Jill was aware of couple in the chair, and if she wanted to fuck in their presence he was game. He reacted swiftly; he hoisted his butt from the sofa and slid his tight jeans down his thighs and over his knees.

Although Jill had the desire to perform orally, her need for satisfaction had become desperate, which Rick clearly recognized. The connection they shared was a trifle in comparison to the connection she was about to experience.

Jill kneeled beside him and swung her other leg over his lap. The tips of her toes clinched the edge of the cushion, steadying her as she lowered her pelvis. With a firm grip on Rick's steely shaft, Jill pivoted it back and forth along her needy slit, as thought she was ploughing a furrow. As she smeared the excretion from the tip of his glans over her burning flesh, she cooed with delight. She could hardly believe that she was so blatantly lustful. There was no denying the surge of arousal that she gained from such a public act.

Carefully, while she held the tip of his engorged cock to her entrance, Jill brought her other knee down onto the sofa, which forced her pelvis down upon Rick's thickness. With the swollen rim of his helmet snugly engulfed by her wetness, Jill shuddered and groaned, and released her grip.

Average was something Jill was familiar with, and she quickly realized that what Rick possessed, was anything but. This was the part of his reputation that he had earned; the rumours were all that and more.

The sensation of being spread open caused Jill to remain still while her muscles became accustomed to the girth of her insertion. She wanted to watch as she sheathed the full length of Rick's fiery hot flesh, but now she wondered how likely that would be.

There was tenderness in Rick's expression, which Jill greatly appreciated. She feared injury if he became enthralled and did not heed her vulnerability.

Although thankful for his tenderness, she felt lustful, lewd and unrefined. Her intent gaze fixated on the thick pole like cock that parted her slick pussy lips, stretched wide while she held him in her entrance, her clit dangled precariously.

Once comfortable with his size, Jill lowered her hips inch by wonderful inch. She watched intently as her nub was drawn tight to his rigid shaft. Tiny vibrations reverberated through her sex as the thick veins that bulged from his erection rippled along.

Unable to control her verbal acknowledgements, Jill moaned, gasped, grunted and growled while she impaled herself upon Rick's meaty cock. She felt pressure along the full length of her vaginal walls, fuller than full, but in the most pleasurable way. The distinct rim of his bulbous head was easily detectible as it inched its way into her depths, but alas, there was resistance, and yet, three or maybe four inches of exposed cock protruded from her stretched pussy lips.

A whimper escaped her. Not a cry of pain but one of passion and joy. She had been smitten by Rick's outwardly good looks, his charisma and charm, but that was no comparison to the deep desire that she now experienced. Not just for intercourse, but also for whatever this man may ask of her. Her fall was fast and hard.

Since they first met, Rick had been careful not to do anything that would put Jill off, not to come on too strong, and surely not to be too presumptuous. He had recognized something about her that made him want to be better than all of that. And despite that he cared, he now had Jill right where he wanted her: impaled by his large prick.

He had unbuttoned his shirt, so that he could feel her sumptuous breasts pressed against his body. He noticed her whimper and wondered, should he just lift her up and lay her by his side, or, if he should make the next move forward. He chose the latter, and in his excited state, his hips surged upwards.

The sudden movement caused Jill to pull her body up and away from Rick's pelvis, as if in an attempt to void the discomfort from her pussy. His hands caught her waist and restricted her movement, which kept his dick trapped within her tightness. Her back arched, a moment passed, his grip loosened, and then she pressed her breasts tightly to his chest. Her body shuddered, followed by another calm whimper as she exhaled, in contentment.

Rick pressed his hands to Jill's hips and rocked his pelvis upward. Jill instinctively thrust herself back, he rocked his hips again and she ground back upon him, a rhythm developed. It took no time until he was able to freely stroke his long cock into Jill's sheath, and it took no time for Jill's pussy to quiver with orgasm after orgasm. She had lost track of where one ended and the other began, it was like one long and steady stream of incredible pleasure, which truly rocked her world.

Although blessed with the best sex of her life, Jill feared she would tire before Rick achieved his ultimate climax. A slight selfish need began to resurface, she wanted to please Him just as much as he had her, but she also wanted to taste his virility, to feel him cum in her mouth.

Satisfied that she may not achieve a more pleasurable climax, she slowed the motions, and interrupted Rick's thrusts. She raised her torso up and away from his body, yet continued to rock her hips, which drove her clit against his rigid shaft.

Her appreciative lover laid still and handed control to her, eager to finish how ever she wanted it to end.

Jill braced herself upon his ribs, and now that she found greater pleasure than she had expected, she took it slow, and ground her hips down in a circular motion. The pressure began to rebuild to the crescendo she had given up on. Slowly and rhythmically, she glided up and down the length of Rick's rigid cock. His body responded, his buttocks flexed, his hips rose up, blood flowed to his already engorged prick, which made him fuller and harder. She felt his rim swell, which massaged her internally and generated immense pleasure, as her hips gyrated so that his bulbous head continued to hit the spot.

Focused on the pleasure that gushed from her, Jill propped herself up with extended arms, hands against his ribcage which gave her leverage. She eased herself upwards, until she felt the swell of his tip ease out of her, she then pressed back and again felt the wonderful pleasure of his large cock re-enter her slick sheath. She continued to raise her pussy up the length of his cock, and then slam it back down, and each time she reached the tip of his prick and then re-inserted it, she experienced intense orgasmic contractions. Her pussy became so slick that it emitted the erotic wet sound of his hardness against her vaginal walls as it slid in and out of her fiery cunt.

An appreciative smile spread across Rick's face, he reached his hand to her breasts and gently massaged her silken swells. His palms pressed against her sensitive nipples, and then he drug his fingers back as he gently squeezed and clamped around her hardened nubs. Slight audible gasps escaped her lips as her eyes fell shut. An arm reached to her shoulder and pulled at her, her elbows bent his torso raised up, and his cock seemed to penetrate her even deeper. His warm lips tenderly captured her left nipple. His incredibly hot tongue swirled, which caused her taut flesh to elongate even more. The combined pleasures were so sensual that Jill's mouth fell agape. Her breath became ragged gasps. Her undulations continued while the pressure in her loins intensified.

"Your lips are so hot," Jill panted. "And your cock..." she said with short heated gasps. "Feels so good," she said without urgency, yet her climax approached rapidly.

Her cunt quivered and grappled at Rick's thick vein-laden dick. Jill focused her energy and flexed her vaginal muscles, which intensified the pulse of his hard rod. He let his body fall back against the sofa, and noticed that the girl in the chair had one of her hands down her pants, and worked intently beneath her jeans, while her other hand stroked the crotch of the guy she sat upon.

The added excitement of the blatant spectator caused Rick's scortum to draw tight, his cock lurched and his glans swelled, as he too neared his own climatic finish. The pressure felt intense, to the point of some discomfort. Delighted with what he hoped would be Jill's ride to the end, he prepared to release a torrent of cum into her depths.

"Oh yes," Jill paused and drew her breath. "It's getting bigger," she gasped, as she felt every vein as it popped along his thick shaft, the rim of his helmet swelled, and she reeled towards her ultimate climax.

"Oh fuck yes," she growled as she stopped and held her position. Her pussy convulsed uncontrollably just as a flood of nectar filled her pussy. Rick too was close to orgasm and he pulled Jill to his body, her hardened nubs dug into his muscular chest, he thrust, she groaned. Her clit mashed against the base of his cock, increasing her stimulation.

Suddenly, Jill felt light headed. The pleasure became too intense and she dismounted just before he could release his own flood of chism into her slick cunt.

"Fuck no!" He gasped urgently. "Nottt yettt!" Rick's groan expressed his desperation.

The couple in the chair sat up, but remained silent. The girl would have gladly taken Jill's position atop of Rick's glistening cock, but her boyfriend held her back. Her pace quickened as she fingered herself feverishly, her other hand stroking her boyfriend's cock beneath his open jeans, while they watched.

Jill's pussy could not take another stroke; her body shook with the reverberations of her intense climax. Although it seemed an eternity to Rick, it passed in a minute, before Jill resorted to her desire to perform orally. She slid her naked body down, off his lap and knelt on the floor between his thighs. She took his cock into her mouth and sucked and swirled and stroked his shaft all in unison.

Rick wanted to cum more than anything, so he dropped his objection and focused on the pleasure. Although Jill was not able to take much of his length, her hot mouth and talented tongue quickly had him back on the edge of climax. His desire to please had not abated, he pawed at Jill until she moved up atop of him and took up the "69" position. He drove his tongue into her wet slit, and lapped hungrily at her nectar. His tongue sent Jill into another frenzied orgasm, which caused her to clamp her lips tightly around Rick's bulbous head. His subtle thrusts adding more stimulation, he neared the point of no return.

As the couple's pleasure intensified, so did their verbal acknowledgements, which had drawn the attention of a small group. The crowd watched appreciatively as Rick and Jill went about pleasuring each other orally.

One enthusiastic spectator cheered them on, which got Rick and Jill's attention but only briefly. They looked up, and noticed their audience. Their arousal was too intense to stop and they almost instantly resumed their actions. As they dove back at each other they received a boisterous applause, which only seemed to inspire the couple.

Feeding off the audience's presence they became more aggressive and each exerted extra effort -- noisily. Jill pressed her mouth down Rick's large cock, and took more of his length than was really comfortable. She sucked hard in an attempt to draw his seed up into his urethra, and perhaps add to the entertainment quality of her actions. She had not been keen to swallow in the past, but with an audience she felt driven to do just that.

Rick felt a rush of adrenalin when he realized their actions had garnered an audience. He asserted his talents and forced his fully extended tongue into Jill's hot wet slit as far as he could reach, lapping and swirling it aggressively, and then alternated from slit to clit. The more pressure he applied with his tongue the greater the pleasure he received from Jill, and his climax advanced rapidly. He felt the seal of her lips clamp tightly around the rim of his glans, the tip of her tongue dug into his pee slit as she tried to coax his fluids from his body.

Based on their breathless moans, groans and the deep gasps, it appeared that each were in a race to be first to bring the other off. And their audience loved it.

Jill wanted to show off Rick's magnificent cock, and was about to pop it from her lips, when at that very moment his cock lurched, and became stiffer, and then pulsed as cum shot up his urethra and spewed from his pee slit. The first of several wads of spunk hit the back of Jill's throat and caused her to swallow instinctively. As Rick released the tension in his groin, he drew Jill's clit into his mouth and overwhelmed her with rapid flicks of his tongue. As another climax took hold of her, she swallowed once more but then had to pull away, unable to contain the full contents of his release.

Overwhelmed with pleasure, Rick growled like a beast, which bellowed through out the house. His cock pulsed again and shot another stream of cum past Jill's cheek, which landed in her hair. Jill gave his throbbing shaft a couple of quick jerks then released her grip, and yet another thick stream spewed from his purplish tip and landed upon her naked breasts. Just as quick as she had released it she resumed her tight grip, but too late to prevent the last stream that shot out and coated her forearm. Her response was to give his shaft a few more deliberate long strokes, which coaxed thick driblets from his cock until the pulse of his orgasm subsided.

As she came down of her erotic high, Jill felt the residue of Rick's ejaculation on her breasts, her forearm and lips. She extended her tongue and swept it up, cooing with pleasure as she savoured his salty excretion.

The crowd erupted with another roar of boisterous cheers. The two could only gasp for breath, as they accepted the gratuitous applause for their intimate performance.

To be continued...

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Given that the story is based on some one else's real life experieince, writing this was quite challenging. With that in mind I am looking forward to your views, comments and critiques, either private or public.

. Pleasure Hunter