Jake’s Dream Come True
By Billy_Ray77
Chapter Thirteen
When we pulled into the cabin’s driveway Sunday afternoon, the sun was just beginning to lag in the winter sky. Parking next to Mike’s car we trudged through the snow. The road in had been plowed but the driveway hadn’t.
Not bothering to knock we opened the door to find Mike, wearing only sweatpants, lying on the couch. He made no move to acknowledge our entrance. The sounds of the shower filtered though the closed bathroom door. There were signs of past meals on the kitchen counter and a couple almost empty plates on the table.
Slipping out of my coat and snowy shoes, I walked over to the couch and kicked it. Mike’s eyes opened to half mast. His lips slowly curled into a weak grin.
“So did she pass the test?”
“Oh yeah.”
“She was enthusiastic?”
“Very.”
“She enjoyed it?”
“As far as I could tell.”
“And you came all ten times?”
Mike’s eyes opened slightly wider, though not all the way by a long shot.
“She got number fourteen about twenty minutes ago, bro. I am the happiest, most exhausted man on the planet. Mikey needs a nap now... night-night.” And his eyes slid shut once more.
“So Tiffany went above and beyond the call of duty, huh?” Said Samantha, coming up beside me. “Since that’s not like her, I can only assume it was something you did.”
“I thought about what you said, about these two being good for each other.”
“And?”
“And I decided you were right. Hold on, let me get him to bed.”
I bent down and using a combination of telekinesis and my own muscles I carefully picked up Mike and, checking both bedrooms, took him into the one that looked well used and laid him down.
I went back out to find the gorgeous red-head sitting on the couch, patting the space next to her. Who could resist such an invitation?
She put her hand on my thigh when I sat down.
“So, I was right was I?”
I could still hear the shower running.
“Yep. I fixed it during math class on Friday.”
“Fixed it? I knew you were a softy.”
“Give me some credit – I didn’t want her to get off scott-free so she still hated hanging on him at school, and the first time they had sex was probably humiliating, but from then on, every time she made him cum it became less and less unpleasant.”
“So how ‘less unpleasant’ did it get?”
“Around about his fifth or sixth orgasm she should have actually started to like it. As they went on, exciting him, became exciting to her. I know Mike, and there’s no way he would be mean, so his appreciation towards her and the way he treated her would have started to appeal to her, making her feel confident, contented and, more importantly, appreciative towards him.”
“So she would fall in love with him?”
“Not really. Love is a pretty tricky emotion consisting of a whole lot of variables and unless the person comes to that feeling within their own mind, it probably wouldn’t stick.”
“So how does she feel about him now?”
“That, I’m not sure of. The way I had planned it was that by the tenth time he came she would have come to the conclusion that the Neanderthals she used to date were no longer worthy of a second glance by her and that a relationship with Mike would be a happy, rewarding and sexually satisfying alternative to how things used to be. She would want to be with him and she would have a lot of affection for him. I’d hoped that would be enough for nature to take its course.”
“Hmm, but she didn’t stop at ten.”
“No she didn’t. I hope Mike is happy with her, ’cause I don’t think he’s gonna be able to get rid of her.”
I suddenly realized I hadn’t been hearing the shower for some time.
“Shush now, she’ll be out any minute.”
“In that case, why don’t you get me warmed up.” She said with a wink, lifting up her sweater to reveal the thin lace bra hiding her gorgeous globes. A few deft twists of the lacy material and her engorged nipples were ready for my fingers and tongue to explore and appreciate.
I was still distracted by the fleshy nubs and Samantha’s low moans of pleasure when I heard Tiffany’s soft, sexy voice.
“Started without me, did you?”
I looked up to see the beautiful blond babe wearing only a brief towel that barely covered her from the nipples to her mysterious honey pot. Her golden hair was still damp and hung in tight sexy waves down across her shoulders. My rigid cock jumped with anticipation.
“We knew you’d be here soon enough,” Husked Samantha, “why don’t you drop that towel and get over here.” She finished peeling off her sweater as she spoke.
“Does that mean I got a favorable report?” She asked glancing in on the snoring Mike.
“I’ll say you did.” I assured her. “And it looks like you wore him out.”
“It was my pleasure.” She said dropping the towel, giving me my first unobstructed glance at the wondrous curves that had fed the masturbation fantasies of so many adolescent males in our school over the past few years. Yours truly included.
Perfectly toned and tanned, her tits wobbled only slightly as she slinked her way across the small room, pausing only to smile at the still form lying on the bed in the other room.
Samantha pushed me in her direction and, still seated, I leaned forward to wrap my hands around her tiny waist and sucked one nipple into my mouth. Her artificially heightened arousal and the link between it, Samantha and I was still in place so I didn’t have to do any further meddling to elicit a gasp of pleasure from the blonde beauty as I suckled her swollen nipple and kneaded the firm tits. She wrapped her arms around my head, pulling me tightly as I felt Samantha behind me stripping off her jeans.
“Oh my God,” Gasped Tiffany, “what a perfect pussy.” And I knew Samantha had revealed her slick little snatch.
I released her tits, “I bet you can’t wait to dig your tongue into that, can you?”
“Not one more second.” She slid from my grasp, dropping to her knees before Samantha who parted her thighs to give her friend full access to the tasty pinkness. Tiffany wasted no time in diving in, much to Samantha’s loudly vocal pleasure.
On her knees, leaning forward like that, Tiffany’s perfect body was just too tempting and I ran my fingers gently over every square inch of her sensual contours. Certain areas got more of a response than others so when I finished kneading and fondling her with my hands, I revisited those responsive areas with my lips and tongue. I completed that exhilarating journey by licking and suckling my way down the curve of her back, licking through the cleavage of her tight little ass and ending up with my tongue dug deeply in her dripping pussy. Despite her many gasps and moans it appeared she never took her apparently talented mouth off of Samantha’s tasty treat as those noises were slightly muffled.
I was fairly certain I had been ruined for all other women since the first two pussies I had encountered were no doubt the most ideal examples of a woman’s sex the world had ever seen.
Her hot juices ran down my chin as my eager tongue explored the quivering succulent flesh. I couldn’t have been more excited.
Neither, apparently, could Samantha.
“Eat it, bitch! Oh yeah, suck that fucking pussy. Mmmm… Oh fuck! Suck it good!”
Her voice grew louder and more insistent as I recognized the signs of her impending orgasm. Tiffany gamely kept her tongue deep inside the sexy red-head while Samantha shook and screamed as she came.
Tiffany must have really enjoyed getting Samantha off since her pussy flooded my mouth with steamy juice when she joined her friend in the world of orgasmic bliss. It probably didn’t hurt that I had slid a finger into her steamy snatch just as Samantha started to cum.
I backed off and sat in the large overstuffed chair opposite the couch, quickly closing my eyes and establishing a link to Tiffany’s already swollen and fiery lust aura.
“You want Jake’s cock now?” Samantha asked holding the subservient Tiffany by her gorgeous golden hair.
“Yes, Sam, more than anything.”
“Prove it. Prove to Jake that you worship his cock.”
Samantha motioned for me to sit next to her. Tiffany shifted over in front of me, her tanned curves undulating slightly with her graceful motions. She ran her fingers up my legs, the soft touch through my trousers was an exhilarating promise of the pleasures to come. She tickled my balls and swollen cock before gently unbuckling my belt and working on opening my fly. Samantha began unbuttoning my shirt. A few quick maneuvers later and I was totally naked in front of the two gorgeous sexpots, my cock waving in front of Tiffany’s lovely features.
Her eyes wildly followed the twitching organ and she licked the remnants of Samantha’s orgasm from her lips before speaking.
“Please, Jake, may I suck that beautiful cock?”
Samantha, now kneeling behind Tiffany and grinding her pussy into the tight round ass of her friend, winked at me and gave her head a quick shake before answering for me.
“Why Tiff, I’m surprised at your choice of words here.”
“Wha… What do you mean?”
“I half expected you to ask if you could suck his uber-geeky cock.”
“I… I don’t…”
“Don’t you want to call him a dork or a pathetic freak?”
“Sam! I… I wouldn’t call him that!” There was pure panic in her eyes, I actually felt a little sorry for her.
Samantha’s position had Tiffany trapped between my legs.
“You used to. Don’t you remember all the crap you gave me for talking to the biggest loser in the whole school – no wait, it was the whole town wasn’t it?”
Her eyes were now brimming with tears, certain this had all been a set up. She thought we had gotten her all worked up only to leave her hanging as revenge—it was the sort of thing she would have done, at least before today. Surprisingly, my link told me that, while she felt considerable concern that Samantha and I were going to toss her out, she was absolutely terrified that Mike would want nothing more to do with her.
“That was before! I wouldn’t say that now. I’ll never say such things again! I swear!”
“Why? What’s different now?”
“I… I didn’t understand.” She looked at the floor and tears began to slowly slip from her lovely blue eyes. “I never knew how nice these guys were, how they treat each other with kindness and respect. I’ve never felt that before now, before Mike showed me. Please… you have to believe me.”
She looked up at me, the panic in her eyes had been replaced with a desperate pleading;
“I’m so sorry, Jake. I know I’ve hurt you, that I was a total bitch and… to be honest… I’ll understand if you want me to go away… I won’t like it – it… it would likely kill me but… I’ll understand.”
I reached out and brushed a tear from her smooth cheek.
“We aren’t going to make you go away.”
“Really? You mean it?”
“We mean it,” assured Samantha, leaning forward to give her a slow kiss on her neck, “We just wanted to make sure you had learned your lesson.”
“Thank you.” She turned her head, her full lips meeting Samantha’s in a protracted and passionate kiss. “So you’ve known what great guys these two were all along?”
“Of course I have.”
“Why didn’t you tell me before?”
“Would you have believed it? I doubt it. You needed a selfish reason to find out.”
Of course my psychic power helped – but Samantha really couldn’t bring that into it. I meddled just enough to block out any doubts Tiffany may have had. Then, my erection throbbing angrily, I gave her libido a little tweak.
She spun her head back to me.
“Does this mean I can suck your cock now?”
“I don’t know. I would hate for my balls to feel left out.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t let any part of your body feel in any way neglected.” She bent her head to my groin and beginning at the taint she slowly licked my entire sack before sucking first one, then the other ball into her very talented mouth. Her tongue seemed to be everywhere at once and I gasped as she grasped my shaft while managing to get both balls in her mouth at once. Despite her manic eagerness, her attention to my sensitive orbs was deft and gentle making my cock throb even harder with anticipation.
Samantha ran her hands over Tiffany’s silky skin, pausing every few seconds to knead the firm tits that lost no shape despite hanging heavily beneath the beauty’s perfect body. I pumped a little more energy down the link and the hand holding my cock grasped it just a little harder as Tiffany mewled softly.
The skillful tongue left my balls and traveled delightfully up my pulsing shaft, the stunning blue eyes locked on mine, fiery with lust. The pretty pouting lips engulfed my rigid manhood just as Samantha forced her leg between Tiffany’s thighs to rub her sensitive swollen pussy causing the exquisite goddess to moan, adding a very pleasant vibration to the amazing blowjob she was giving me.
I basked in the joy of the soft mouth on my cock for several long minutes until Samantha’s ministrations grew more frenzied. I fed more energy down the link bringing Tiffany’s arousal to a head right about the same time I felt my balls begin to boil. She jammed her face down on my cock, driving my thick throbbing member deep into her throat and I could feel her tongue once again on my balls. When she came, she kept her mouth locked on my member and the humming scream drove me over the edge. She continued to cum the entire time I flooded her throat with my scalding seed, but she didn’t allow any of it to get away.
I couldn’t believe Mike had been able to survive fourteen such orgasms since just that one had me needing eight hours of sleep and a bowl of Wheaties.
I watched the sexy cheerleader slowly lick my still hard cock of any trace of my release, her lovely blue eyes watching my reaction with apparent joy.
“Girl,” I sighed, “you are going to get sooo fucked.”
“Now that,” she giggled softly, “was what I wanted to hear.”
She slowly crawled up my body to straddle me, Samantha helping her maintain her balance by holding her tits firmly in each hand. Tiffany leaned in to encase my face in the firm mounds, Samantha helping out by rolling them against my cheeks. Tiffany wrapped her arms around my head, smothering me in her impressive chest while I felt Samantha’s deft fingers stroking my cock and balls.
My loving girlfriend began to rub the head of my cock against the other woman’s slick scalding pussy and I heard as well as felt the blonde’s anticipatory moan.
Then, without any more warning and with Samantha gently squeezing my balls, my throbbing manhood was slowly swallowed up by the tight slippery flesh of Tiffany’s quivering quim.
She reared back and Samantha, keeping one hand on my balls, leaned in to suck her tit while I explored the other one, as well as the rest of her sexy body. She settled into a steady rhythm as I fed her lust, cycling her to the brink of orgasm and back several times before she finally hit the pinnacle all on her own.
“Oh fuck! I’m coming… I’m coming! Yes! Yes!”
Her tight body shook as she screamed in pleasure, Samantha doing her best to keep the sexy blonde in place until she had finished her blissful trip to ecstasyville, and then she collapsed into me huffing happily.
That began one of the craziest fuck fests I could have ever imagined. The three of us enjoyed every manner of carnal pleasure we could think of, and even a few that surprised us. The hedonistic celebration lasted for several hours leaving all of us well sated and exhausted, tangled together in a pile on the large couch.
It was nearing nine o’clock when I gently patted Samantha’s smooth thigh.
“We better wake up Mike and get going. We’ve got school tomorrow.”
“I don’t want to move. We can just go to school from here.”
“Right, like you won’t need the make-up you left at home and at least four outfits to choose from in the morning.”
Tiffany giggled. “You really believe she only goes through ‘four’ outfits in the morning?”
“Shut up, bitch.” Ordered Samantha, poking her friend in the ribs eliciting a squeal, “I’ve made up my mind in four changes before.”
“Yeah, once in the third grade, maybe.” Quipped the pretty blonde, jumping from the couch to avoid further retribution from the even prettier redhead.
Tiffany went in to rouse Mike while Samantha reluctantly disentangled herself from me and got up with a groan, moving about the room gathering up clothing, tossing my stuff to the couch next to me. Putting the stuff on just seemed to be far too much work, but I eventually managed.
By the time I finished dressing, both of the sexy cheerleaders were wearing a depressing amount of clothing and Mike, now dressed in blue jeans and a grey hoody shuffled groggily out of the bedroom.
“Hey, when did you guys get here?”
“Well,” I began, dryly, “according to you, about twenty minutes after your last nut.”
Tiffany giggled and Mike reddened a bit before trying to change the subject.
“Are we leaving now?”
“Yep, we’ve all got school tomorrow, remember?”
“I guess that means the weekend is over.” He remarked wistfully.
“What’s the matter?” Asked Tiffany, from her perch on the window box across the room. “Didn’t you have a good time?”
“Oh… oh, no, it… it’s not that.” Stammered Mike, “I had a great time, but… look, I know you did this under duress. Despite that I don’t think there was ever a moment that I could tell that you weren’t here on your own, or that you weren’t really enjoying yourself. You did a really good job.”
He paused for a minute, searching for words.
“Why do I sense a ‘but’ coming?” Asked Tiffany, a bit of trepidation slipping into her lilting tones.
Mike’s face began to take on a slight reddish tint once again.
“Ah, forget it.” He sighed, looking across to meet the gorgeous blonde’s cornflower blue eyes. “I know that it’s over, and don’t worry, I won’t try to embarrass you at school. This weekend is just between us. Maybe… I don’t know… well, maybe you had a good time too… you seemed to, but, I know that was part of the deal – I hope at least some of it was good for you. You were a good sport and deserve at least that much. I know it was the best weekend I’ve ever had, or probably ever will have and… I want to thank you.”
Tiffany sat silent for a long moment, their eyes remained locked and I realized that neither of them were breathing. Then the stunning blonde slithered up off the bench and slid sensuously across the floor, her every step sizzled with a seductive heat that warmed my libido, and I was just a bystander. The effect on Mike was… well, Mike was the target of a statuesque, blonde haired, blue eyed sexual blast furnace that glided nearer and nearer with every passing moment.
He swallowed hard.
“I’m sure we’ll be able to top this weekend.” She husked as she placed her hands around the back of his neck and ground her pelvis into his. “After all, we’re going to have so many opportunities.”
Drawing their heads together, she gave him a passionate kiss that was everything just this side of actual fucking.
“Erk!” squawked Mike as soon as he had caught his breath. “What are you saying?”
Tiffany blew out a frustrated sigh and looked to Samantha.
“How can someone so damned intelligent, be so fucking stupid?”
“Shit!” Snorted Samantha, “You should have seen this one.” She jerked her thumb at me, “Don’t worry, they’re trainable. But at this stage you really have to spell it out for them.”
The pretty redhead slid over to me and wrapped one arm around me as Tiffany turned back to Mike, hers fingers intertwined behind his neck.
“I don’t care who knows about this weekend, well, except for my dad, or, anyone who might tell my dad, but other than that, I don’t care who knows. For your information I did enjoy myself this weekend, both during and in between the sex. You’re a nice guy, Mike. The kind of guy girls always say they want – right before they go out with another brain dead gorilla of a jock whose idea of being a gentleman is calling when he pulls into the driveway rather than sitting out there honking his horn.”
“So you’ll… you’d go out with me?”
“I’ll go out with you, stay in with you, whatever you want. I just want to be with you, Mike. You make me feel… safe, in a way. I’m afraid you’re stuck with me.”
“But I thought it was Sam and Jake you were all hot for.”
“Bah,” interrupted Samantha, “That was just an itch she had to scratch. She’s all yours now. Though I hope you won’t mind if she and I want to put on a show for you guys from time to time – you know, just to get warmed up.”
Tiffany snuggled her soft curves into the speechless Mike.
“Yeah, think you’d like to see that, sweetie?”
“Yes please!” Croaked my stunned friend.
In spite of the sex-fest I had just been through, my cock throbbed painfully in the tight confines of my jeans bringing me out of the juicy fantasy I was picturing.
“Well it won’t be right now.” I said, bringing everybody back with me. “Because we have to hit the road.
We bundled up and headed out into the snowy darkness to our respective vehicles. The car was cold and it was several miles down the road before the heater could even begin to take the edge off.
“Too bad this is your last year in high school.” Observed Samantha after a while.
“Why’s that?”
“Well, you’d be a shoe-in for class president with this gimmick.”
“What gimmick?”
“You know, a chicken in every pot, and a cheerleader for every geek.”
“Nah,” I chuckled, “that would never work – too many geeks, not enough cheerleaders.”