Gambling for Jasmine

An adult stories – Gambling for Jasmine by Jay626,Jay626 ***This is a copywrited story and I give no permission for it to be used on any other site.***

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I was home for Thanksgiving Break when my neighbor Pete invited me over for his annual Tuesday night Thanksgiving Break party. All colleges let out that Tuesday the week of Thanksgiving and it is the biggest party day of the year too. Most people assume it is Spring Break, but it is actually that Tuesday during Thanksgiving Break.

Pete was my only crossover friend and fit in with both circles of outcasts and athletes. The popular kids loved his parties and were friendly with his girlfriend Sandra. Pete was still a geek at heart and was friendly with all social circles too. He was the all around guy that everyone loved but could also play sports to fit in with the athletes too. He was never mean to anyone and would give you the shirt off his back.

Pete’s girlfriend was Sandra, and she was your typical socialite clique girl that hung around all the preppy popular girls too. Sandra was black and Pete was white, but it didn’t matter to anyone as Sandra was super hot and Pete adored the shit out of her too. Racial distinction seems to fade with wealth as Sandra’s parents were loaded just as Pete’s family. Pete was the only guy in college that was engaged before college even started too.

I wanted to be popular, but it just never happened. Being bad at sports and having no skills in dressing didn’t help my cause either. I could talk to people and fit in, but I was just never one of those poplar kids. I did enjoy the friends I had and treated them like they were family as they did with me too. After high school, I just stopped caring about fitting in and just did my own thing with the friends that I had. The few friends I had were real friends and not just people I hung around with because they were popular.

Being rich was not without its perks though, but it still was not my ticket into the cool kids’s group though. My parents were born into money, and I was second generation wealthy kid. I still had to work and go to college as my parents were dead set on me not being one of those kids who did nothing but waste money. I worked dead-end jobs and got into college on my merits not my parents’s bank account.

Walking over to Pete’s before the party began, I helped him set up and then settled back in the corner with my friends talking and drinking. I was not going to be dancing or mingling though and figured that we could play some poker and drink during the party. It was something we did on a weekly basis anyway, but now we had drinks and loud music too. To me, it was being at a party and not really being at a party at the same time.

The stakes were big but not too big. We were playing five dollar hands with a max limit of fifty. It was not like none of us didn’t have money as all of my friends playing came from money too. We may not have flaunted the money, but we still had it. My father was strict about bragging and told me never to gloat or brag about money.

As the game was going and Pete’s house got packed out, I got into a groove of winning. My friends always said I was a great poker player, but I never told them my secret. My father hated gambling, but my grandfather was a compulsive gambler. He was a war vet who did nothing in the service but play cards. He served nine years in the Navy and said that all he did was play cards in those nine years. Since my father didn’t want to learn, I was his only student.

It got to the point of calling it a night when Jasmine walked over. My head snapped back looking at her as I never wanted anyone looking over my shoulder when I was playing cards. There I saw her looking down at me like I was not there. We went to school together since kindergarten and still she acted like I was nothing.

Jasmine had the hottest body of any girl in the state to the point I measured other girls by her body shape. She competed in the state beauty pageant and came in second. She flaunted her looks every chance she had. She was a petite girl standing only a few inches above five feet but had the charisma of a giant. She was flirty and snippy at the same time, but her smile was deadly to man’s self-esteem. Her words felt like knives if she insulted you, but also like an enthusiastic high if she complimented you. Although she never did, I did hear her say nice things to Pete and Sandra when I was around and knew that her tone did not match her small body.

She had to know that I had the biggest crush on her until she laughed when she found out. She had an ass that other models dream about. It was the perfect bubble shape that was not too big but big enough to let you know she had curves too for a girl her petite size. It had this curve that Sandra called criminal it was so perfect. For her small frame, she had an amazing set of natural tits too. She wore tight clothes to show them off, which made it worse for me when I was younger. Her hair was a light brown that always seemed styled and a slender perfect face that was never without makeup either. It was like she was always auditioning for a competition when she was at school too.

The smell of her close to me was better than any beer high I could have too. She didn’t say a word and yet I felt like the kid who wanted something that he could not have. I knew Jasmine was and has been dating Jeff Prichard since forever. It didn’t help me as I wanted to stare at her too as she was looking very hot tonight too. She had leggings on and a tight, long shirt that went only down to her mid stomach. Part of her stomach was showing as was her ass in the leggings too.

Jeff Prichard was not your typical bully but not a nice guy either. He was a year younger than me and Pete and more popular than us when he was a freshman in high school. He was the star quarterback and got into college because of his wealth too. He was a good quarterback but not good enough to start for Notre Dame though. He was the backup but acted like he was the best player ever.

Jeff’s parents were loaded just like Pete and me but showed it off where we didn’t. I drove a six year old Toyota and Pete drove a Ford. Jeff wanted something more as his father was a big contractor and owned a multimillion dollar company. Jeff bragged about his pickup and how it cost almost a hundred thousand with all the custom work done to it. It was a nice truck, and he was probably right, but I just didn’t care.

As the game was about to end, Jasmine walked away and then came back with Jeff. I folded not wanting to lose my winnings on a simple pair of jacks too. Jeff than looked at me as he stood next to me. “I can see you still have that FJ Cruiser.”

“Yeah,” I answered, knowing that it was the last year it was made and was fully loaded the way I wanted it to be.

“How much you want for it?”

“Not for sale,” I replied knowing that getting another one like it was hard if not impossible. It wasn’t an expensive SUV, but it was rare now.

“Come on. I will give you like twenty for it,” Jeff said in a pushy tone as I knew it wasn’t him that wanted it but Jasmine.

I then heard her whisper in his ear as he then looked back over at me. “Twenty-five. I will get the money right now. Go get the title.”

Fucking asshole, I thought as I was not selling it and I was not about to be pushed around by him. I was almost out of college with a great job lined up and was not about to be bullied by a shitty football player who needed tutors to get through all of his subjects.

“I said no. It ain’t for sale,” I answered back as I saw Jasmine’s face all disappointed.

“Don’t be an asshole. Get the title and I will make it worth your while,” he said again.

“Baby…ask him if it has navigation in it. I want one with navigation,” Jasmine asked Jeff as if I was not worth talking too. She was right near me and yet asked her boyfriend to ask me.

“Dude…it’s got nav right?” he then asked as I could feel my temper boiling as he was trying to push me further.

My frustration was building as she seemed to act like the car was already hers. “Yes, and like I said, Not for sale.”

“Fucking dweeb,” he spat out looking at me and then at the table with the money and cards on it.

His face looked pissed as I knew he was not getting his way. “Fucking at a party playing cards like you are some nerd or something. Fine…I will play you for it.”

“Play him. Baby…you got to win it for me. Please…please,” Jasmine whined in his ear like she was using her southern charm beauty school voice. As much as I hated her, she did have that sweet southern tone that could bend a man’s will to her wants.

Jeff than sat down at the one empty chair and pulled out a wad of cash. “Let’s go. You better have the title ready too. I don’t want to have to drag you to your house and beat it out of you.”

Normally I would have walked away, but I wanted to shit in his face and shove it down his throat. He was a year younger than me in high school and would laugh at me every chance he got. I saw Jasmine as the hottest bitch around but hated her for laughing at me when she knew I had a crush on her. The urge to get even now boiled over.

I didn’t care about the money as I had almost half a million in my bank account from my grandfather passing away. I had a job lined up and no bills to speak of. I was set and knew it and making a few thousand was nothing to me, but I felt it was money I didn’t need. It was a Toyota, but it was mine and I used my money that I earned working to get it. I was not going to sell it because Jasmine wanted it.

The only thing he bragged about more than Jasmine was his pickup. It was my first choice to get even I thought. My driving it or selling it would be the best fuck you to him. Fine. Let’s play for your truck.”

“No fucking way,” relented, showing off his expression that he was not biting at my offer.

“Okay fine. I will play for twenty-five thousand,” I announced as I pulled out my keys to make it official. I figured if he rejected this, then I could walk away without an issue since he was not willing to play.

Jasmine and Jeff both smiled as he counted five hundred dollars out. I was not about to risk losing my car over a promise though. “Wait…that’s not twenty-five thousand.”

“Yeah…but I don’t have it on me. I can get it.”

Shaking my head as I knew this was not going to be good. “No. Money up first before I play.”

One of his friends then pulled out a phone. “What is your Paypal account? I can cover him.”

Pete who was a neutral party, took the money to hold as I didn’t trust Jeff or his friend. I knew Pete would be honest and him holding it was the best option if he reneged. I gave up my keys and then signed a bill of sale that Pete held too. I was in for all of it and could feel the pressure building in me.

We were playing five and seven card stud, but Jeff only knew how to play Texas Hold’em, so that was the game. Pete once again was chosen as the dealer as he was the most neutral party too. The moment he dealt the cards I knew I won. I was given a pair of aces or what I like to call, a pair of bullets. I just had to play it safe and wait for the flop.

Pete flipped over the first three cards and there was my other ace. I knew I was looking good and would most likely be walking away twenty-five thousand richer. I knew not to gloat or get too excited as anything could happen. When the river or the last card was down, it was a full house, aces over threes.

“Mother fucker!” Jeff screamed as I casually flipped over my cards not smiling. I was sure to keep a straight face and not to smile as I knew tempers could flare.

“Double of nothing,” Jeff screamed out as I was not expecting that. Jasmine had the sole look on her face as I knew things for them did not turn out they way they assumed.

“Fine,” I countered as I figured I was not expecting to win but if I lost, it would not hurt me either.

Not wanting to walk away with just money as I knew I had them, I upped the ante. I knew that he was desperate and played upon it. A good loser knows when to walk away from cards and when he jumped at another game, I knew he was not used to losing and could be squeezed for more.

I said it confidently and clearly, not wanting to sound like an ass or cocky either, “Truck this time.”

Jeff motioned for the paper as I knew he was making a bill of sale and was in. “Fuck.”

The cards were dealt, and I was looking at a king and an ace. It was good but not great. The flop came and so did the other king. I was scared but not too scared as I was not playing with my money but his. The river came, and it was nothing helpful. I figured he would win, and I would be right where I started but a little ahead as I would not have to worry about him wanting to play again.

He flipped his card, and he had a pair of sevens. The look on his face when he saw my kings was priceless too. He wanted to flip the table but instead screamed, “Mother fucker.”

“One more game! No fucking way are you getting my truck!”

Jasmine was looking scared as everyone in the house was now surrounding the table. Jeff was the most popular kid in the neighborhood, and he had just lost his truck that everyone knew he cherished. This was going to be the talk of the town for years and I would be the guy driving Jeff’s truck forever.

Everyone knew Jeff was a dick and treated Jasmine like shit too. Jasmine was not rich at all and lived in a small, tiny house that her mother didn’t even own. Jeff’s father owned the house and a hundred others like it. He was in construction but owned rental properties as well. The town we lived in only had a few of these homes and Jasmine was the only person we went to school with that lived in one of Jeff’s father’s rentals.

I knew the only thing he loved after his truck was her. My plan came fast and quick as I knew it was perfect too. To me if Jeff lost, I would get laid and banging Jasmine was everyone’s dream too. If I lost, he might look like a dick because he would gamble away something that he was supposed to love and not gamble away. In my head, I knew I would love her more than any physical property I owned and treat her like she walked on water too. She was perfect in every way and he treated her like shit I thought.

“One more game. What are you offering?” I asked, already knowing what I was going to ask, but wanted him to think he was in control.

“I got an old Mustang in my garage. It needs work, but it’s rare and worth money.”

He must have thought I was an idiot. His truck was worth at least a hundred thousand too. It was fully custom and brand new. I was not about to play for it against a rusted out old Mustang. I then figured I would make Jeff look like the biggest asshole to everyone including Jasmine.

I looked over at Jasmine imagining what she must look like naked and then hoped she would understand that Jeff was an asshole. I then countered his offer. “Your truck is worth more. You have to put up something else.”

“What do you want?”

Once he said it, I knew it was my play and could now ask for what I wanted since I was a little kid dreaming and jerking off to her. “Your girlfriend.”

He stood up in shock. “What?”

The whole room erupted in jeers and talking as I saw Jasmine look over at him scared. She had a genuine look of fear in her eyes as I knew that he would say yes. I kinda felt bad for her as it really showed how much of a shit he was to her. The noise in the room was loud and I couldn’t hear a thing as everyone was talking.

He finally sat down at the table as the sounds died down a little. “One night.”

“Fine.”

He wasn’t smiling and neither was I or Jasmine. All the spectators were laughing and smiling though, but I knew to keep calm and to not antagonize him. I had him where I wanted too, but I didn’t want to make him so pissed he would punch me either. The crowd was already talking and commenting about the possibility of me winning and making the next game more stressful than it already was.

Pete dealt the cards and I was wired a pair of jacks. My heart pounded fast as I knew the odds of winning was high. The flop was a Jack and an ace which made me want to smile. The odds of me winning were high and yet I knew not to look at Jasmine. I wanted her in the worst way and yet still hated her at the same time. Win or lose, I was walking away with something though and happy for just that.

The flop came and then he dropped down his cards with a pair of tens. My Jacks were better, and the crowd erupted in more jeers and chants as I kept my face humble. Jasmine grabbed him by the arms as I saw her talking but didn’t hear her over the people in the room shouting though. I could see the tears in her eyes as she pulled on him as he walked away from her. He was walking away from her like she was nothing and yet I didn’t know if she was going to leave or actually have sex with me.

People then followed Jeff outside as he was cursing more, but Jasmine stayed behind. I waved off my friends and Pete told everyone else to leave the room. Jasmine then stepped over to me. “We doing it here or your place.”

At first, I thought about telling her no, but I was horny, and she was the hottest girl ever. I figured I could get at least a blowjob and then know that Jeff gave me his girlfriend for a night. When I got up still deciding what to do, I heard Jeff outside screaming still and then drove off as I figured I needed to decide quickly. My parents were home, but I still had privacy.

“I live right next door. Let’s go to my place.”

She nodded her head still solemn looking as I walked out the back and then cut through the side of the yard to get to my house. My parents were sleeping in their room downstairs while I walked her up to the privacy of my room. I got in closing and locking the door. It all happened so fast as five minutes before I was in Pete’s house playing cards, now I had Jasmine in my bedroom ready to fuck.

The moment the door closed she pulled off her shirt showing me a thin white lace bra. Her nipples were clearly poking out as they were a darker color than her breasts. My heart was beating faster as I knew years ago that would have been enough for me to premature ejaculate too.

She then pulled down her leggings showing me her matching panties. I felt like I died and went to heaven as all I thought about was how gorgeous she was. I spent years jerking off to the sight of her and now she was half naked in my room ready to have sex with me. I would have given back the truck for just this too.

“You still want to do this?” she asked talking very softly as she seemed shy. I found it funny she seemed shy as I knew I was too.

“Yess….Ohhh God yessss,” I said not holding back my enthusiasm for what I was already seeing.

She smiled as I felt even better knowing she found it funny that I was so eager. “Well, get naked and let me see your dick. I hope it isn’t small or something.”

Nervousness took over as I knew she was probably more experienced than me. I dated Melanie in college for a year and we had sex a few times too, but that was it for my list of women. I was a bit shy but began undressing wondering if I was going to perform up to her expectations. I hated that she had this power over me, and her words stung because I wanted her so badly.

I didn’t think I was hung but did know I was better than average. Melanie said I had a big dick but wasn’t too big. As I got to my underwear, I could feel my nerves getting to me as I stopped to breath.

“You okay?” Jasmine questioned me as I knew I was nervous but didn’t know I was showing it.

“A little nervous is all,” I admitted not lying or sounding like some sex God that didn’t act nervous around the hottest girl ever.

“I don’t have all night,” she huffed and reached to pull my underwear down doing so quickly.

She was on her knees kneeling down as my soft member flopped out right in front of her as I saw the look of shock on her face. “Wow…you got a nice dick.”

“Look, I will get on the bed, and you can fuck me. No slapping my ass or anything either, just fuck me and I will be out.”

She got closer to the bed facing away from me and pulled down her panties revealing her bare ass to me. Her ass had the natural bump with clear skin that had a slight tan to it. As she moved to bend over, I could see her hairless pussy come into view. As she moved to bend over more, her sex became more visible to me. It was enough to calm my nervousness and get my member aroused.

I breathed in and felt my erection coming on and then helped it with my hand. I took off my shirt and then ran my hands over her hips. I touched her bare skin and was rewarded with the feeling of my hand making contact with her. I then moved my member to her pussy and saw her sex lips there waiting to be parted with my dick.

Running the head of my dick along the lips of her pussy, I felt her soft skin making me hard as steel too. I then lowered my tip right where it needed to be and pushed in, knowing deep down that I was really going to fuck her. She was the object of my dreams for more than a decade and now my dick was about to enter her.

“OWeee!” she cried in pain as I just got halfway in as I knew that I was rushing sex too.

I pulled out and then saw her turn around. “It hurt…I am not wet.”

The reality of what was happening came to me. I took health in college and watched enough porn to know what was going on. She was not turned on and needed lube for me to get in or I would hurt her and make the entire experience painful. I knew what to do and also knew that I was not going to let this moment pass with her just leaving.

“Open your legs.”

She looked at me confused. “Why? It hurt.”

I then got on my knees as I reached for her legs holding them by her calf muscles. “Let me go down on you.”

“You want to eat me out?”

Not answering her, I moved my face closer to her pussy and breathed in her aroma. Her pussy was shaved bare, and her pink pussy lips stuck out slightly too. The smell of her musky female aroma was driving my senses wild too as I was really thinking about what I was doing too. I was about to eat the pussy of my dream girl. Some guys see it as a chore, I saw it as a reward. I also didn’t want to tell her that I would have eaten her out as a reward for winning too, that it was my pleasure of doing it just as much as it was hers for getting oral.

I kissed her pubic bone and then breathed hard on her pink folds. Hearing her breath hard, I moved my lips to her clit giving it a soft kiss too. I then licked the length of her sex making sure my tongue hit right underneath her love folds. Once I got to her entrance, I moved back while still keeping direct pressure on her love petals.

“Mmmmmm,” she moaned as I was licking a bit faster, still making sure I was keeping pressure on her sex and not stopping once I got to her clit too.

Up and down my tongue went, before finally crossing over to the other side of her sex. I made sure to swipe across her clit too, giving it the sensation of being licked but not a hard sensation as I knew I was building up for it. I then continued going up and down before swiping at her clit again, this time harder. I was making it known that I was teasing her clit as I was now switching sides of her pussy, making sure each pussy lip was licked before swiping at her clit.

“Ohhh…Ohhhhh,” Jasmine moaned out as I then felt her fingers grabbing at my hair. She was holding onto me as her legs were now shaking.

To bring her over the edge, I stopped teasing her flower and went right for the bud. I kissed her clit and then sucked on it. I pulled it from its protective hood with my lips and then licked it hard while still holding it in place. I was flicking it with my tongue like it was a punching bag while holding it hostage and forcing it to be bombarded by my tongue. Her hands were grabbing at my head as she moaned louder and more frequent.

“Ohhhshittt…ohhhhhyesss,” she cooed as I felt her body shaking, confirming she was enjoying it. I just kept flicking her love bud hard making sure she achieved critical mass.

For the finishing act, I then applied more pressure to her now exposed love button by nibbling at it with my teeth. Once I did that, she clamped her legs around my head hard. “OHHHHHHHH Fuck,” she moaned as my head was stuck between her legs as I knew I gave her an orgasm.

“Ohhh shit…that was good,” she said in an exhausted tone, smiling at me too as I felt that any tension or apprehension she had was gone.

I then moved her up on the bed and positioned myself between her legs. She didn’t fight me as I then placed my tip right for her now wet entrance. I knew she wanted doggy and for it to be impersonal, but I wanted to look at her and know that I fucked my dream girl. I knew I was thinking fucking, but I didn’t want to admit to her that I wanted to love her bad, even though she was such a bitch to me.

As I was about to finally enter her, she put her hands up in protest. He eyes went big with a concern look on her face that made me pause. “You didn’t put on a condom.”

“I don’t have any,” I answered, knowing that I really never carried them or needed to. I was just hoping that this was not a big deal breaker too.

“Pull out okay. Don’t cum inside me,” she said in a soft tone that seemed to tell me she was almost giving me control.

I nodded and then finally guided my member inside of her feeling a sensation that was never felt before. I had sex a few times, but never without a condom. This was my first time barebacking a girl and now I knew why some guys hated condoms. The feeling was more intensified on my prick and the intimacy was heightened. I felt scared about ejaculating pregnancy into her but feeling the slick walls of her pussy ended my fear as the pleasure seemed more important.

Not wanting to moan or confess my unbridled love for being inside of her, I put on my poker face and pushed slowly in and out of her. Her face contorted like she was holding back enjoyment as I thrusted with care in and out of her. My eyes wandered to her breasts as they moved and then back to her face. I was torn on what to stare at as I longed for years to see her tits and yet her face in pleasure was drawing me in.

I was already close to finishing as my brain finally kicked in that I was making love to the girl I had always wanted growing up. My dick was bareback inside of her pussy and fully capable of making a child as I knew this was probably the biggest moment of my life. I was feeling the bare skin of her vaginal walls against my member while doing the most intimate thing and I could have came just from knowing this.

Quickly I stopped and readjusted myself and thought about school quickly as I needed to bring down the level of excitement I was feeling. If I didn’t, I would be one of the guys who cums in thirty seconds. I didn’t want to tell her how important this was to me or that looking at her alone while being in her was enough to make me cum either. I just calmed my excitement down and let my cock die down in its need to finish.

I wanted to remember every feeling and every sight of her as I began thrusting in and out of her. Letting all of my senses absorb what was going on, I was slow with what I was doing as to not miss a single thing going on. I was inhaling her perfume while remembering all of the contours of her face. The feeling of her sex as I pushed into her all while knowing that I was without any latex blocking the true sensation of sex was fantastic.

As her mouth moaned with a noise, I knew it was my chance. It was my one chance to kiss her while making love to her. All I wanted was to embrace her in the most intimate way while having sex with her. To kiss her was my wish since I was a kid and now it was going to happen while my adult dream of having sex with her was unfolding.

Moving in, I planted my lips against her. The moment I felt her soft lips she pushed me away. I stopped moving as she scowled at me. “Look, if we kiss, then you can never mention it. Never bring it up.”

A little confused as my dick was inside of her and at least twenty people knew we were fucking that watched her boyfriend pimp her out. “Ahh, we are having sex and you don’t want people to know we are kissing?”

Her face looking flustered she said, “It’s not that. If we kiss, it’s because I want to though. I don’t want to have your dick in me, but it is. If I kiss you, it’s because I want to.”

“Can I kiss you?” I asked as I saw her point. I didn’t agree with it, but I understood what she was saying.

“Are you going to be gentle and loving?” she asked as I wondered what she meant. Was I going to fuck her so hard to hurt her or was I going to kiss her nicely?

“Of course I am going to kiss you nice and loving.” My eyes went wide as I never once hurt a girl and would never even think about it.

“No, I mean are you going to have rough sex with me?” she asked as I got the impression that Jeff was rough with her.

“I was planning on being as gentle as I could. I am not into the rough stuff,” I replied, being honest as I never got turned on by guys treating girls like shit. It bothered me when I saw porn videos of girls getting slapped hard and being treated like animals. I know some girls liked it, but I never saw myself being with them as I would never give them what they wanted.

Jasmine’s bright smile sent a chill down my spine as it was all I needed to get really turned on. She then nodded her head. “Okay.”

Leaning in, I was rewarded with the soft feel of her lips as I moved my tongue into her mouth as she opened it for me. I was not being forceful with my kiss as I began thrusting once more. I was at a nice steady pace making sure my full length entered her before pulling back and doing it again. Her tongue moved around mine as I explored hers out at the same time. Her breasts against my chest added to the thrill of what was happening as I could feel her nipples rubbing my skin.

There was no stopping my moans as I felt this was what lovemaking was. I felt like a pussy for being emotional about it as I was enjoying this more than I knew I should. She was the biggest bitch to me and here I was making love to her as if I was her soulmate. My cock throbbed hard as I kept the slow pace feeling that I was doing everything right in what lovemaking should be.

“MMMmmmm,” Jasmine moaned back as her confirmation was a signal for me to go a bit faster. Her hands moved to my arms as I was pushing hard but not faster.

I felt her pussy clamping around my shaft as I knew she was having an orgasm. I pushed through her vise-like grip on my dick as I kept kissing her and listening to her moans like they were a classical composer conduction and symphony. My member was really going deep in her as it seemed to make her moan more too.

It’s not like I was going too slow, but I was not rearing back and slamming into her. It was a steady thrust into her as my lips never left hers. My tongue was still inside of her mouth and moving around her tongue as I enjoyed feeling her wet pussy giving me all the reason to live life. There was nothing I could compare feeling her bare pussy against my shaft as I pushed into her tight wet peach.

The more my dick throbbed and pushed deep, the harder I kissed. The more I did this, the more I felt her sex gripping my shaft. The feeling of her soft vaginal muscles against my thrusting manhood was nothing I could explain as it was like pushing into a slippery, soft sheath that was tight and yet easily pliable enough for me to get my entire length in. Having sex without a condom was everything I imagined it would feel like too.

Her moans were stopping her tongue from dancing with mine as she just continued to grab onto me as I thrusted into her. I was going a bit faster, but it didn’t seem to stop her moaning, nor did she protest it. I didn’t think I was being rough, but I couldn’t help myself from impaling my member deep into her a bit faster now.

She pushed my face away, looking at me with the most desperate look. “You made me cum.”

“Is that a bad thing?” I asked, not knowing if I did something wrong or that she wasn’t supposed to enjoy it.

She smiled wide as I could feel that she was not so opposed to what was happening. “No, but I didn’t think it would feel that good.”

I moved my hips slower making sure I felt the snug sensation of being deep inside her pussy. I then smiled at her knowing that I was about to do it all again. “Do you want more?”

“You gonna kiss me again?” she asked in her sweet voice like it was something she wanted to do to. To me, it really wasn’t asking but telling me that she wanted it.

Her smile and telling me she was enjoying it was all I cared about as I knew that I was going to kiss her again. I felt weak but strong at the same time as I knew she had power over me even though I was the one getting sex from her.

I leaned in kissing her again as her soft lips pressed against mine. I lost myself in the emotions of making love to her as I bucked my hips into her small body. I was not pounding away at her body, but not going slow either. I wanted to emphasis that I was going deep, but still not wanting to hurt her. Her moans reassured me that she was enjoying it though as they got louder as I pushed in.

Feeling her sex muscles clamp around my dick as I pushed into her only intensified the feeling of sex too. The feeling of a tight pussy getting tighter and yet still wet enough to slide into was the greatest feeling in the world. I couldn’t stop even if I wanted to now. It was like I was controlled by her sex too. My body was hardwired to keep thrusting hard as it was addicted to the feeling of sliding in and out of her love.

“Mmmmmmm,” she moaned loud into my mouth as I did the same after her. I couldn’t hold back any neutral feeling now as I was now controlled by the feeling and knowledge of what I was doing.

The feeling of my impending ejaculation was there and coming fast. I knew I had to pull out, but I also knew that it would end the brilliant feeling of how her sex seemed to be conforming to my member. I was on autopilot as my body was in a rhythmic pace of rocking against her too. All I knew was that I needed to push deep and the faster I did, the better it felt. There was no halfway or teasing now as I wondered what would happen if I didn’t pull out.

I knew things could happen, but I also knew that it would be the greatest sensation ever too. I already knew having sex with her was great but having something better had to be worth it. I needed to weigh the pros and cons of finishing in her, but time was not on my side. I was getting closer with every thrust and yet I knew deep down that this feeling of sex with her had to be memorable too. I was not going to have sex with her again and wanted a grand finish that I could take with me to my grave.

Thinking again of the consequences, I knew it was bad to cum deep in her. Then it happened as I felt the urge reach the point of no return. There was a point in sex where it was too late to do anything but cum and now, I was there, and I was deep in her. I was as deep as I could be, and I was feeling the sensation that my sperm was ready to be sent on its mission. It was almost painful too as if I needed to be deep in her too.

“Ohhhh…shittt,” I moaned hard as I pushed deep and hard into her. I was not just deep in her, but I was keeping it there too. The crown of my cock was at the spot that it needed to be to really try and knock her up and I was holding it there like I was being forced to by my body.

“MMMMMMMM!” she moaned as I felt my sperm bursting from me hard. I couldn’t believe she was not fighting it or clawing at me to stop. She was moaning like she wanted it and enjoying it too.

It was not like jerking off and cumming into a tissue either. My dick felt like a firehose sending billions of my potent swimmers into her. I couldn’t move either as I could feel the tip of my dick swollen up as more cum flowed out of me. I was stuck in her and I could feel her pussy muscles tightening up too like she was holding me in place and pushing me out at the same time.

I broke the kiss as she had her eyes closed when I did. I was still firmly entrenched in her pussy, and she still was not pushing me away or hitting me. I had no idea how much I came, but it was one of those orgasms where the life is sucked out of you, and you are satisfied enough for days too.

Finally I pulled out and crashed on the bed next to her. She then sat up and looked at me while I was breathing heavy, still basking in the euphoria of what just happened. “You came in me.”

“I am sorry,” I replied knowing she did want me to, and I still did it anyway. It’s not like I was trying to knock her up, but I felt I couldn’t pull out.

Jasmine’s face did show anger or sorrow as she got up from the bed. “I ain’t on birth control. Jeff wears condoms or cums on my face.”

“Does he?” I asked, not knowing why a girl would like that, but also knowing some guys enjoyed blasting their girl’s face with cum.

Her face was now showing regret as she grabbed her clothes to put on. “I got to get going.”

“I am really sorry about cumming in you.”

“Please, don’t tell anyone. Please don’t tell people that we kissed either,” she answered putting on her panties like the house was on fire and she needed to escape the flames.

I felt sorry for her at that moment knowing that Jeff had something so great that he treated like shit. I felt sorry for her that she didn’t know better either or was stuck being with him since he was rich, and she was poor. “My secret.”

She was gone quick not even looking back at me. I got to see her ass again, but it wasn’t the same. I had too much regret in me now from what happened. I wanted to feel regret about pumping her full of my seed, but only felt regret that I was not able to tell Jeff off that he was treating her like shit.

I didn’t even get changed but just pulled the covers over me to sleep. I was still sweaty, and my dick still had some cum on it. I didn’t care as I was tired to the point of not caring. I wanted sleep, but I also wanted to remember what happened again and again.

***

The next day I woke up to texts from Pete about Jeff’s truck that was no longer there. I knew that Jeff was going to pull some shit about losing his prize possession and when I looked outside, I was right about my suspicion. His big, lifted truck was gone and most likely at his house or somewhere that I couldn’t find it.

I had the key to it, but then knew Jeff probably had a spare key and came back for it. As much as I knew it was mine, I just didn’t seem to care about it. It was strange as I kinda enjoyed not having to worry about it now. My parents always reminded me that money was a tool, and it shouldn’t consume you. I felt that having that truck was more of a hassle than it was worth. It didn’t need it and knew it was not going to hurt me not getting it either.

“It’s fine. He is a pussy. Everyone knows he lost.” I texted Pete back letting the peaceful feeling of the burden being lifted come to me.

Pete was pissed that he took back the truck, but I let it go and told him to do the same. He didn’t mention that I had sex with Jasmine, and I wasn’t going to bring it up. To me it was a private moment that I wanted to remember and not brag about. If I told everyone or talked about it, the memory would be tarnished with it being just a simple fuck and not what I wanted it to be.

My parents were having family over in a day and I had time to catch up on some school work and then relax. It was a great time to do some reading and watch some TV that I had neglected due to my heavy school work load. No matter what I did, the memory of Jasmine naked and kissing her came to me. It was like being haunted by a great fantasy or memory too.

The day was a relaxing one and the next day was too. My mother’s family was just as wealthy as my dad’s, and I happened to be the only child there too. My aunt and uncle were older, and my cousins were much older with families of their own states away. It’s not that I got extra attention, but I was often talked about more.

My mother was a decent cook, but I knew her secret for big dinners was buying it already done and reheating it. She had a career and learning to cook was something that she learned after being married she said. To me it was no big deal, but I knew that my aunts and uncles talked about it.

They just happened to be in the living room discussing my mother’s pre purchased food when my phone buzzed. I figured it was Pete with an update, but when I noticed a number I didn’t know, I flicked the screen wide to read it.

“Need to see you now. We have to talk now. Can I come over?”

I knew it was Jasmine as Jeff would be trying to avoid me since I technically owned his car and truck. No way would he want to talk about it since he took what I legally owned. I didn’t know what she wanted to talk about, but I figured it had to be bad since I knew she didn’t want to relive what happened.

It was something I didn’t want to do, but I was afraid of her telling me something bad like she had some sort of sickness or disease. Having sex without a condom was amazing, but the risks now came to me as my heart beat fast with notion that I could have AIDS or some STD from her.

Twenty minutes of worry came to me as I waited for her to knock on the door. I just told my mother I needed to meet with someone real quick and that I would be in my room for a bit. She was more concerned with defending her meal buying than me having a person over after dinner. It was nerve racking as I answered the door and saw her there.

Jasmine was wearing a sweatshirt that went down to her thighs and leggings underneath. Her hair was up in a messy bun like she was not expecting to leave her house either. She just said ‘hi’ as I walked her to my room upstairs in silence, not introducing her to my family who was in the other room.

I closed my door and she sat on my bed giving me a horrified look that sent chills of fear right to my core. I knew it was that she had AIDS or herpes. Anything else I could get a shot for, but those two things were my nightmare and now I dreaded her telling me why she was in my house and needed to see me.

Sitting down on my computer chair, I breathed in hard bracing my emotions for what she was about to tell me. I could see that she had been crying too and her voice was somewhat raspy. “Jeff broke up with me over you.”

I waited for the hammer to drop and her to tell me she is infected with some disease and that I should be tested. I paused waiting for it, but she just seemed to wait for me to respond to her problem of Jeff as if I gave a shit.

My eyes went wide looking worried and waiting for the bad news. “Okay?”

Her eyes swelled up like she was about to cry and then she wiped her nose sniffling like she was about to burst into tears. She breathed in hard and put her hands on the bed seemingly stopping herself from tears.

She gave me a look like she owned me. “You have to be my new boyfriend.”

My head tilted fast, my heart dropped as I was not expecting it. She caught me off guard as I had no idea she was about to drop this on me. She hated me and now wanted me. I didn’t know if she still hated me and why she would want me. She was a twelve out of ten and I was at best a six or seven.

“What? Are you serious?” I asked still in shock, wondering if this was a fucking prank on me.

She smiled weakly and then put her hand on my knee. “You have to. I don’t have a boyfriend and I need one. Since we had sex, you are the perfect guy.”

“But you hate me,” I snapped back, thinking about how she laughed at me when we went to school and would ignore me.

She moved her hand smiling a bit more. “No I don’t. I never hated you. I was just dating Jeff and didn’t talk to other guys is all.”

I then unloaded on her as I knew I was holding onto it for so long. “You laughed at me when Sue told you that I liked you. You never spoke to me and would give me strange looks when I was around.”

Her smiled got wider and then she answered back just as quick, “First, you picked your nose and were wiping it on people when we sat next to each other in third grade. You always looked at me weird and would stare all the time at me. You also never really talked to me in Middle School or High School. You just stared at me like a creep.”

It was humbling what she said as I knew I was a bit awkward when I was younger. I never knew I stared at her all the time, but I also knew that I did, just didn’t know she noticed. To me, it still didn’t answer why she wanted me now other than Jeff not being around.

“So you want to date me now?” I asked, feeling confident that I would get an answer and that she wouldn’t want me. It was self defense as her hurting me would break me so bad I felt.

Her tone sounded more serious, and she acted like she was in control. “You are sweet now and more mature than you were back then. Plus, you had sex with me, and I don’t sleep around.”

It was like winning something and were questioning if you won it. I wanted to say no for fear it would break my heart, but I could hear her sound like she was ordering me to date her. Like someone putting a gun to your head and saying here take this money. My thoughts were all over the place as I couldn’t comprehend what was happening to me.

As much as I wanted to be happy, something didn’t sit right with me about what happened last night. She didn’t sleep around and yet, she did just that. I had to bring it up as I knew something wasn’t right. “Wait…you said you don’t sleep around…but you had sex with me while you were dating Jeff.”

I saw her eyes swell up slightly as she sniffled, “He said I had to. I really didn’t want to, but he said if I didn’t, then he would not be able to date me because I wouldn’t help him out.”

She then stood up and before I could react, she pulled me up. “I got to go and will be by tomorrow to see you.”

“See me?” I asked, still trying to wrap my head around what was happening. She was telling me that I was her boyfriend and yet I felt powerless to say no. I didn’t say yes either, but she didn’t seem to care.

“Yes.” She gave a forced smile as I could see she was holding back some emotions. She then gave me a kiss on my lips quickly. “I want us to know each other if we are dating. Besides, I liked kissing you.”

“Fuck….Jeff put you up to this. He wants to have me give back the bill of sale. Fuck, he is using you to get to me.” I glared at her with anger as I knew I figured it out. No way would she be so willing to date me.

She stepped back giving me a confused look. “No….no. He dumped me because of you.”

“No fucking way are you just wanting to date me. Jeff told you to do this,” I blurted out with my voice sounding pissed as I let the idea of dating my dream girl creep in and now it was starting to sting that it was a lie.

“Please. No. It’s not like that. He really did dump me.” Her eyes were looking sorrowful as I could see the hurt in her. She was a good actor, or it really did happen.

I was not about to be played by an asshole like Jeff and now more than ever I wanted to get back the truck and fuck up his life. “Prove it.”

“How?”

“Let’s have sex again,” I answered smiling as I knew this was going to piss off Jeff and it would be worth it to lose the truck and the car. I figured fucking her again was worth it and I would agree to give back the bill of sale.

“Here now?” Her eyes opening wide but not in a happy way as I figured she knew I was upset about Jeff.

“Yeah. Ohh, and I am not using condoms. I am going to cum inside of you too. If Jeff wants his truck back, then he can have his girlfriend pregnant by another man.”

It was a cruel thing, but I didn’t want Jeff to get one over on me. I didn’t want that prick to think he had won. I hated him now and wanted to hurt him anyway I could. If I had to hurt Jasmine a little,then it was collateral damage I felt. The pain of having her tease me was worse I felt and getting even with him and her was all I wanted now.

She looked worried as she answered me as I knew I as going to have sex with her again. “You really going to do it again?”

“Yes. I am going to cum hard in you.”

“Look, I really did break up with him. I am not lying to you. I am also not on birth control. This is not the time to cum in me either….please. Please, you have to trust me. I am not lying to you.”

“I am sorry, but I don’t trust you or Jeff. There is no way that you are just wanting to date me. If you want this, then we are going to do this.”

“Please don’t be like him. Please don’t do this.” Her eyes were swelling up once more.

I knew I was going to get to the truth now. “So tell me the truth. Did Jeff put you up to this?”

She pulled up her sweatshirt and revealed her light blue bra that was holding back her large, full looking breasts. My heart rate increased as I knew sex was going to happen. This was not like the other night where it was loving sex. I knew I was going to fuck her a bit harder and definitely make sure I got all my cum deep in her. I didn’t believe a word she said and knew that a girl like her wouldn’t date me.

She then reached for her leggings and pulled then down to show me the matching blue panties she was wearing. “Are you going to be gentle like last time?”

“Yes of course,” I answered, knowing that I hated hitting and would never be rough with her.

“If we do this and something happens, I want more than you just being my boyfriend though.”

My thoughts were now intrigued and my libido ready as I thought about creaming her tight peach too. “What like marriage?”

She gave me a snotty look back and I knew she was not too pleased with the prospect of me impregnating her, but I knew it was worth it to get back at Jeff. “Yes. You want to do this,then you need to promise me.”

“Sure fine. If you are telling the truth and Jeff is not involved and something happens, then yes. I would marry you. Not a hard answer there…you are only like the hottest girl on the planet,” I answered as I knew this was all bullshit and that she was playing with me.

She smiled wide and then sat back on the bed giving me a look like I just married her right then and there. “You really mean that?”

I now wondered if this was a ploy, but I needed to play it out. The look on her face from the compliment was heartwarming as I could sense it was genuine. To me, it was all honesty as I always had a thing for her and telling her was almost like a confession to a priest for absolution.

“Yeah. That’s why I stared at you all those years. I always had a crush on you. Shit, if you weren’t with that asshole Jeff, I would marry you right now,” my tone now sounding dickish, but still I held back hoping that I was wrong about Jeff.

I was honest with her and knew it, but now I had a sneaking feeling that something was up with her. She was giving me full permission to blow a load deep in her to knock her up and she was perfectly okay with it. She was dating Jeff and trying to pull one over on me and here I was about to give her a child if my swimmers did the job.

She then got up as my eyes went to her bra that was covering what I knew was the best set of tits too. The smile on her face was making me almost forget that she was with Jeff still, but I couldn’t help but look in amazement. All my life I wanted her and now here she was trying to fuck me over. I wanted one last thing from her, and it was the memory of this time. If she had a kid, I would remember this time and if not, I would still know that I tried to do it.

I heard a noise downstairs of laughing and then snapped out of the idea of a long drawn out baby making love session with her. My parents did not need to walk in on me banging her and being quick now came to me. “We got to be quick. My parents can come in at any time.”

She frowned and then got up pulling down her panties and letting me see her shaved and amazing looking sex. It was so perfect looking as I knew it was the best pussy in the world and I was so going to remember fucking it for the rest of my life.

She got on the bed and moved up near the headboard. I stripped quickly already having a slight erection just from looking at her. Normally I would need to touch myself but when the idea of sex with her came up, my cock was already stirring with life. When I got on the bed, she opened her legs like it was opening the gates to heaven I felt. Her dark pink sex was like a flower ready to receive me and give me what I always wanted.

I was nervous and excited at the same time. I knew sex was great and I had a thing for her, but I also knew that she was still with her dickhead boyfriend. I wanted to get even and make a point, but I also didn’t want to hurt her because of how I felt.

“Be gentle like last time. I don’t like rough stuff.”

Before she said another word, I interjected, “Can I kiss you?”

She smiled making me feel good about what was going to happen. “Yes…you’re a good kisser.”

I was on the bed and positioned myself between her legs, still in awe of her tight body and how I was going to spear my member into her pussy. My heart pounded and yet I wanted to kiss her so bad and love her in a way she would fall for me, but I knew it was an act. I figured I would play along and let my emotions run high now and then deal with the heartbreak after.

I lined my tip at her sex and pushed in as I moved towards her mouth. It felt utterly awesome to slip into her flower and feel her tight warm sex just envelop my manhood. I was deep and saw her mouth open in a soft moan too. It was the greatest feeling in the world to push into her flower and feel the bareback nature of sex and what it offered in pleasure.

“Mmmmmm,” she finally moaned, smiling as I adjusted and push back in confirming that I was deep in her sex.

I leaned in for a kiss as my body rocked slowly. Her tongue mingled with mine as I thrusted in and out loving her snug love cave and how it was nice and wet for me now. I was careful not to slam into her but also making sure I was giving her all the passion I could muster when I did thrust into her. The look of pleasure on her face was all I needed to have in knowing she was enjoying it too.

Her muffled moans continued as I pushed deep each time making sure my crown nuzzled at her cervix or least I thought it was. All I knew was that I was as deep as I could go before pulling out slightly and pushing in again, stuffing her full of my erection. I could feel her tight sex clamping down as I pushed through it all while kissing her like I just got back from the war, and we haven’t kissed for years.

My mind focused on finishing as I was feeling the urge and forcing myself to finish quick too. All I thought about was making sure my cum was as far into her as possible. I wanted Jeff to know his girlfriend left my house full of sperm too. I wanted him to know that I wanted a child with his girlfriend and put my baby making seed into her and would be connected to her for ever. I couldn’t let my emotions of caring about her cloud my judgement either as I thought about how I was going to pump my load deep in her.

I pulled away and stared at her as I was still totally shocked that I was having sex with her. My cock was buried in her unprotected sex, and I was purposely trying to knock her up. The throbbing of my dick was unreal as I was so close and pictured my cum leaking out of her pussy all night long too.

“I am going to cum,” I said softly as I squinted forcing, willing myself to ejaculate my male worth deep in her. I wanted my essence to mix with her egg so badly at that moment.

I never thought about kids but at that moment, I wanted a child with her. I wanted her to know that it was me that got her pregnant and that she would have to be in my life. I wanted her so bad but wanted to get even with that cocksucker Jeff worse.

“Ohhh…Ohhhh you really doing this,” she moaned back as I finally pushed in letting go.

“FUCKKKKkkkkkk,” I moaned, not caring if someone heard us. My cum was emptying from my balls in a hurry as I pushed deep, holding it right where it needed to be to get the best shot at knocking her up.

“Ohhh shittt,” she cried out in a high-pitched moan as I knew she was feeling my seed pump into her. I was humping hard and loved that she was feeling the guy that was infected with her give her his entire load too.

I finally pulled out and saw her lay on my bed with a glazed over look and then seeing her sex with a glistening look from her wetness from me having sex with it. I didn’t see any of my sperm leaking from her yet and knew that I came deep enough that it might stick.

“I am really not with Jeff…he really did break up with me,” she said again as she got up from the bed grabbing her clothes.

“Yeah…I bet,” I joked, not caring now as I knew Jeff was going to be greeted by his girlfriend that is full of my baby making sperm.

She then smiled back at me as she put on her shirt and no bra. “Let me put my phone number in your phone and I will call you tomorrow.”

I unlocked my phone and handed it to her thinking that she might want to talk if she gets pregnant or curse me out that she had to deal with her boyfriend who didn’t like my seed in her and that I ruined her for his own sexual needs.

As she put in her number, I still could not shake off the feeling that I really did like her and that she was super sexy. She was not even dressed up which was rare, but she was still so fucking hot to me. It was like I was hard-wired to be so attracted to her. I hated that I liked her so much and she didn’t like me and was with Jeff instead.

She handed me my phone with a smirk of winning on her face. “I will text you tomorrow and will go over the rules of dating me.”

I could not believe she had rules for dating. She had a nerve about her, making her one of the most conceited girls I knew of. My mouth dropped as I never knew there were rules to dating and jumping into them now was odd too.

“Ahh, rules?”

“Yeah. First is always respond to my texts. Second is that I get new clothes every month and need money each month too. Also no hitting…EVER.”

“Yeah…okay…will let you drive my car too,” I joked, smiling as I knew that this act was good.

She smiled wide kissing my cheek. “You are going to be a great boyfriend.”

With her leggings on she walked out, and I followed knowing that I just fucked the girl of my dreams the second time. I was batting a thousand and could go to my grave knowing that I got the girl I always wanted twice.

When she left, I went back with my family and they didn’t seem to notice that I even left. I just had hot sex and none of them was the wiser about it. It was a big house, but I assumed someone might have heard me moan hard while dumping my load deep into Jasmine too.

***

The next day was Thanksgiving and my dad’s family came to visit. My mom’s family came last night, and tonight was my father’s. It was a bit of juggling, but my mom was always prepared with her purchased meals. The house was spotless thanks to the maid that came everyday so the bustling of getting ready was minimal too.

Pete texted me early as I was about to get some college work done. I had a few books to read and figured I could do some of it during break. “Jeff is at my place. Need to see you.”

The moment I read it, I knew Jeff complained to his dad about losing the card game and now was trying to weasel out of it. I did have a bill of sale but knew the circumstances was based on gambling which was illegal in the state. I thought back to my civil law class as I walked to Pete’s house wondering how bad this was going to get.