Jennie's Joy (6 page)

“You’
re too good, Jennie…too good.  Usually that position takes a long time for me to reach a climax, but I fit into you so well, and your muscles grab me and hold me, and excite me, bring me to fever pitch…

“It
was good, Jennie, but not as good as coming with you, having you come with me…and you didn‘t, Jennie. The first times, down on the floor were better, because we shared it.  I hadn‘t planned to come then, but you were so good, so very good, my little honey pot, that I came twice. You‘re very special, Jennie, very special.”

Jennie flushed with pleasure at his words. “Thank you, Mick. You make me feel that way.”

For the next hour, he pleasured her, with his lips, and his tongue and his fingers, probing her everywhere, places she didn’t expect…places she didn’t know could give such sensations.

He lay beside her.  “And now, my little darling, we
’ll sleep…sleep in each other’s arms, and when we wake, my little Jennie, we’ll play some more.  They kissed again though, and Mick felt his cock stirring yet again, so he placed her hand on him, and as she stroked, he grew hard again.

“One more time, Jennie, my little sex goddess…I want it one more time, one more way…”

And he had her kneel on the bed, and lean forward, so that her lovely ass was raise up, and he spread her legs, and knelt behind her, and he entered her yet again.  And his long arm came around her, and his fingers played with her as he thrust hard against her, and as he climaxed, he rubbed her little nub perfectly, and she came as well and both were content…

“You have a gorgeous ass, baby. Have you ever been fucked in that ass?”

“No, Mick. It’s painful isn’t it? I’m not really into pain.”

Mick smiled at her. “Baby, one of these days I’m going to show you how pleasurable it is…I want that ass, Jennie and I will have it. Not tonight, but one day
very soon. We’ll work up to it, baby. I’ll train that lovely little ass until it’s ready for me.”

Jennie stared at him with wide eyes. “I’ve always said no, Mick, to that.”

“But you won’t say no to me, will you, Jennie?”

“I won’t say no to you, Mick.”

They slept, wrapped in each other, until nine o’clock the next morning.

Mick
smiled down at her, rolled her on her back, and stroked her.  He was pleased but not surprised as she quickly became moist and ready for him. 

This morning there were no gymnastics, no dirty words, just simple, hard
thrusts…and they were in total unison, moving together as though they had practiced for years, and they climaxed within seconds of each other. A deep, deep sexual connection had formed between them, and it was incredibly satisfying.

Mick
traced her lips with his finger…and she took his hand, and placed the finger between her lips, and sucked it gently, smiling up into his eyes. “I’m going to keep you here, Jennie, here beside me. I can’t let you go back to Dan and Lucy. I want you here beside me again tonight, so that I can love you and taste you and play with you.”

“My clothes are at Lucy’
s…” she pointed out reasonably.

He smiled down at her.  “We
’ll go and get them.  I have to be in London in the morning at seven, we start filming at nine and so I need to be in makeup and wardrobe by seven…the limo will drop me at the studio and then it will drop you at your office…and after I finish filming, and you finish work, the limo will pick you up and we’ll come back here…and make love again…like we just did…not wild sex like last night, make love, because I have action shots all day next week and I‘ll be tired.”

“Filming,
Mick?  What do you do for a living?”

Mick
laughed delightedly.  “I’m an actor, darling.  A film actor.”

“I’m afraid I don’t go to the cinema very much,” Jennie told him shyly. “I go to plays and concerts, mostly.”

“Not to worry, baby. You haven’t missed much not seeing my films.” Mick was smiling happily at her and Jennie thought he didn’t seem at all upset that she wasn’t a film buff.

Mick was delighted.
This remarkable woman was making love to him like that because of the way she felt about him, because of their incredible chemistry, not because of his fame! Oh, he’d be keeping Jennie by his side for quite some time…Thanks again, Dan!

So they got up, and had some breakfast.
It was fun, in his kitchen, making breakfast together. He found her one of his short bathrobes, which came to her ankles and a large white apron and took charge of the toast while she made cheese omelets and grilled bacon. They went back upstairs and retrieved her beautiful dress, and he’d zipped it up, and her shoes, and he’d bent down and helped her to put them on.  But he took her panties, and threw them into a drawer.

“That’
s your drawer, darling. For your lingerie.  But I don’t want you wearing lingerie today, Jennie. I want my finger up your lovely little honey pot all the way to Dan and Lucy.  In fact, I think I want my fingers up your little honey pot right now, Jennie.  Come here and put your hands on my shoulders like you did last night, baby.  I’m going to put my hand up, under your dress, Jennie. I want to feel you and make you come.”

Jennie was sure she had died and gone to heaven.

Eventually, when Mick had pleasured her enough to satisfy him, they got into his Jaguar, and drove over to Lucy’s. They laughed at each other when it became apparent that the logistics of driving the Jaguar meant Mick couldn’t fondle Jennie on the way to Lucy’s.

“The Porsche would be even more difficult, baby…and it’s the chauffeur’s day off,” he told her
sadly. Jennie just smiled at him and wet her lips. It drove him crazy, and he loved it.

Mick
sat at the table and had a cup of tea with Dan and Lucy, while Jennie went upstairs and changed into the trousers and pullover she’d brought to wear on Sunday, thinking they’d go for a walk…but now, she didn’t know what Mick had planned for the rest of the day…but she knew that whatever it was, it would be sexy and enjoyable.

“She still doesn’
t know who I am, Dan.”

“When are you going to tell her?”

“Not until I have to. You don’t know how great it is to be lusted after for yourself, not for your fame….”

Lucy smiled.  “It won
’t be long before she figures it out, Mick.  She’s a very bright girl. You’re just lucky she doesn’t go to many action films”

“An incredibly sexy morsel,”
Mick smiled.  “She suits me very well. I’m glad she doesn’t go to action films.”

Jennie walk
ed down the stairs, bag in hand, nicely made up, looking quite as if she’d just been loved.

Mick
smiled at her. She smiled at him. He stood up.

“Dan, I can’
t thank you enough for asking me to join you for dinner last evening…meeting Jennie has been incredible.”

Dan smiled.  Obviously,
Mick had released his tension.

Dan and Lucy looked at the overnight case in
Jennie’s hand.  Mick took it from her.  “Jennie’s staying with me for a while,” he told them.  “The limo will take us into London in the morning, and bring us back home tomorrow night.”

Dan and Lucy looked at each other after they left.

“Well,” said Lucy. “Well.  I thought it would be a one night stand.  I thought he’d have her and then bring her back here this morning and drive off.”

Dan smiled. “They must have some chemistry, darling.  And I have to tell you, I
’m happy they do.  Because now, I can take you in my arms and carry you upstairs to your bed…”

FOUR

Mick
didn’t turn toward his house when they left Lucy’s but rather headed straight to London.  The Jaguar purred along.

“Where are we going,
Mick?” asked Jennie mildly.

“To your flat, sweetheart.  To get your clothes for
work. More convenient for you, darling, than having to go there every morning to get ready for the office.”

“Ah.” Jennie was thrilled to think he was planning to keep her with him for a
nother day or maybe even two.

Mick
smiled to himself as he drove into London, holding Jennie’s hand.  Not a word of dissent.  She was the one alright.  The one for Mick to be play with for a while.

Her directions to her flat were precise, and clear. 
Mick was becoming more and more impressed with this lady.  The flat was nothing special, but immaculate, and nicely decorated.  She had two pieces of Dan’s art, he noted and some nice eighteenth and nineteenth century watercolors, a couple of good antiques mixed in with comfortable contemporary furniture in muted colours. Obviously a lady who did the best with a limited budget. Her taste was so similar to his, he noted.

He followed her into the bedroom and stood behind her as she opened
some wardrobe doors.  There wasn’t a lot.  Five or six outfits for the office, suits, a few dresses. Two trouser suits. A couple of blazers, a leather skirt, a black wool skirt. Silk blouses in several colours.  All good quality, but nothing overly expensive, and Mick had a very good eye for women’s clothing.  Heaven knows, he’d paid for enough of it over the years. 

“We’
ll just take these with us, baby.  That way, you won’t have to come here all week.” Mick left the trouser suits hanging.  He pulled the rest out, and turned her around to face him. 

She smiled up at him.  “So you
’re keeping me for the week, are you, Mick?”

“Are you fine with that
, Jennie?”

“Very fine with that,
Mick.”

“We should try out that bed before we leave
, Jennie.”

“I think so, too.”

They undressed each other quickly and Mick was inside her, pounding into her within seconds. There had been no foreplay, just raw need. As soon and he’d made sure she was wet for him, he’d entered her.  Jennie was as hungry for him as he was for her, and met every thrust with equal ferocity. She’d never been taken like this and it excited her. She could feel her climax building, reaching a peak just as he cried out her name and shot his seed into her, filling her.

After, he lay beside her, his fingers tracing the planes of her face. “That was amazing, baby. I was so ready to possess you and you matched me, stroke for stroke.”

“I’ve never been had like that before, Mick.”

“You like rough sex, don’t you, Jennie?”

“I like any sex with you, Mick.”

“Good. Now, darling, roll over onto your front.  I want you again, from behind.”

He shoved her knees forward, so that her luscious bum was up in the air and he caressed it, circling her anus with his thumb.

Jennie stilled.

“Nervous, baby? Don’t worry, I’m not fucking it today, just getting you ready…used to me playing there, and being in you.” Two fingers slid forward and slipped into her, circling, thrusting, finding her sweet spot.  She shuddered with pleasure. Mick smiled to himself as he pulled his fingers out and used her own juices to lubricate her tight little anus.  He started to fuck her then, and as his cock filled her, so deeply, so pleasurably, she became aware that a finger was plunging in and out of her ass…and it felt strange, but good…perhaps this would not be too bad, filling all of Mick’s fantasies. 

He fucked harder, and she felt two fingers up her ass, fingering.

“Jennie, baby,” he said huskily, “I think you might take me there now, I want it so bad, baby…”

“Do it, Mick, do it…” she gasped and he pulled out of her and she felt the tip of his cock
there
and slowly, slowly, he eased into her until he filled her so completely. It burned at first, until she relaxed and then the burning faded, and she felt full, full and aroused.

“How is it, baby?” he asked gently.

“Different, different but good, I think…”

“I’m going to start moving now, sweetheart.  Just tell me if you want me to stop…” and he started to thrust, slowly at first then faster and deeper.

“Oh, Mick, oh Mick, oh Mick,” Jennie cried. “I didn’t know it could feel like this…”

His hand slipped forward and his thumb was rubbing her clit, pressing on it, and she felt her climax building again and she
shattered into a thousand pieces around him.

“Yes!” he cried, as he
, too, came explosively.

He collapsed on top of her, and Jennie lay under him
gasping for breath, amazed at the pleasure he’d just given her.

Mick rolled off her and lay on his side and turned her to face him.

“Thank you my little darling, for giving me your anal virginity,” he smiled. “I thought it would be a week or two before I could claim that part of you as mine, but you’ve surprised me again, Jennie. How was it, really, baby?”

Jennie looked into his blazing eyes. “It was good, Mick. Better than I had expected. I’m glad it was you…”