The Perfect 10 - An erotic story by Jack for Jill
Barbara had reserved a night for Lisa to go out with her, so she could buy her a drink for her birthday. It was a warm Friday night in June. Lisa dressed in khaki shorts and a tank top that fit nice and tight. She put on some low profile jewelry and perfume and took a quick hit, before Barb swung by to pick her up. Lisa offered her a smoke, but she declines as she had to drive. The two friends had become quite close in recent years. Both women had separated, and they’d appreciated having each other to talk to.
As they drive away and got on the freeway, Barbara exclaimed, “Shit! I forgot my ID. I need to swing back home and pick it up.”
“You haven’t gotten carded in all the times we’ve been out,” protested Lisa.
“Yeah, but I’m not interested in tempting fate,” she replied, shaking her finger. Both ladies were in a good mood. It was girls’ night out. What was there to not be excited about? The music was pumping, and the hit really put Lisa in a groove.
“I’ll just be a minute,” Barb said as she parked the car. “You want to come in for a shot of tequila?”
“That would hit the spot and save some money,” admitted Lisa. So they both walked into the house for a pre-funk.
They headed downstairs to the daylight basement. There was a great view out the window to the valley below. The entertainment room had a bar and numerous games: billiards, ping pong, air hockey, darts, a juke box, seating for 20 easily, and a big screen TV with all the components. Barbara made out very well in her divorce, obviously. She flipped on the light in the bar and poured a couple of shots of the really good stuff: Herradura Añejo. She made a toast to friends, love, sex, and music…and lime. The women tossed ‘em back, grimaced and squeezed the limes to save their lives.
Suddenly, the room erupted with cheers and a resounding “HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!” Startled out of her gourd, Lisa turned to see the most incredible assembly of men she’d ever seen in her life. She’s speechless. Jeff’s there, John, that guy from high school that she had a crush on, the father of her son’s best friend. Suddenly, it dawned on her: These were all the guys she’d told Barbara about when they were comparing lists of guys they wished they could have sex with. Well, the weed was good, and the shot was going straight to Lisa’s head, but it wasn’t THAT good. She was absolutely mortified. Suddenly, the juke box came on with some block-rockin’ beats, the guys whisked about, procuring appetizers and buckets of beer and coolers. Barbara reached behind the counter and pulled out a platter of joints.
“Gentlemen!” she exclaimed, “Start…Your…ENGINES!!”
Before Lisa could burry her face in her hands and disappear under the bar, this guy that she did’t recognize approached with his drink and introduced himself. She hadn’t seen him in years. The next thing she knew, she was two drinks and a joint to the wind, an hour had gone by, She’d caught up with everyone here (including intimate conversations with a few about how surprised you were to see them). She was handling the stress and awkwardness of the situation amazingly well. She was just in the right place in her life to sort of go with it. Then, Jeff slid up behind her with his margarita and asked her to dance.
Barbara wasted no time in getting to know her special guests. The flirt that she was, she’d already made out with Jeff and one other guy. She grabbed a hand and dragged him to the dance floor as well. Naturally, dirty dancing ensued, and there was a really good vibe in the room. Some guys were playing games, picking out tunes, and bar tending. Jeff and Lisa danced for about a half hour. Time for body shots. Lisa did a few off some of the guys. Then, it was the men’s turn. She laid on the pool table with a towel under her. The vultures pulled her tank up to reveal her trim belly. Each did two shots off her stomach. There was much rejoicing and high-fiving. Jeff kissed her after his, and that started a chain reaction of all the guys and Barbara kissing her. “Time for Games!” the hostes commanded. The first stop was the pool table. Lisa and Barbara took on Jeff and John. They all agreed that a lost game meant a lost garment. The girls smoked the boys on the first game, so their shirts came off. They also did pushups on the table: 40 each. The next game, they come back with a vengeance. The women’s tops came off. Cheers all around, and the guys watching had to do another shot. Ladies in their bras now. Jeff was really enjoying seeing the ladies’ breasts hanging while they took aim on their balls. Jokes about about long sticks and solid balls were cracked. The smoke in the air was a minor indicator of the baked brains in the room, compared to the laughter that was uncontrollable at this time.
Two more guys stepped in to play the women. It wasn’t even close. The ladies’ pants come off. There was more hootin’ and hollerin’. Lisa lined up to break for the next game. Her ass was right in front of Jeff as he sat on the bar stool. She turned around and eyed him seductively. He asked her if she needed help.
“Yeah. Could you?” she replied.
Jeff stepped off the stool and put his hands on her hips. She leaned back into his crotch, feeling his bulge, the one she’d been creating for the last 20 minutes. He reached up with one hand and cupped one of her tits. She took aim again.
“I need another stick, boys,” he said, looking over at the rack of pool sticks. “I need to show Lisa the proper way to hold a stick.”
He was quickly presented with a stick, which he unscrewed into two halves. Discarding the skinny half, he put the round end up, between her legs, and begin stroking her pussy with it. She rocked back and forth with the music. Much more hollering.
“Is this how you’re supposed to hold it?” she asked with a smile.
“Close. Just one more minor adjustment,” he said.
Kneeling down behind her, he peeled the crotch of her panties to the side and placed the fat-end of the stick right in between her pussy lips. He worked it around, and with some nice pressure from her hips as she rocked back, it plunged in. Her head dropped to the table, hanging between her arms as they held the stick on the cue ball. A resounding “Oh my God” came from the men. Jeff slowly worked it in and out, twisting it inside her as well.
After a few seconds, Barbara asked, “I have NEVER seen anyone hold a pool stick like that! Would any of you gentlemen care to help me learn?”
One of them stepped up, grabbed another stick, unscrewed it, and proceeded to place it between her legs. She bent over willingly and took it with pleasure, squeezing her own nipples through her bra. Lisa shot her a look of approval about the success of her “party”. After a few minutes of this, several guys are were grabbing themselves and/or adjusting their hardnesses. Lisa finally broke, catching everyone else all by surprise. Two of the balls went in. Looked like the ladies were solids.
Jeff took the stick out and adjusted her panties. She kissed him deeply and proceeded to drop two more balls. She was in a zone. “Thanks for the “tip”, Jeff.” she said with a wink. “Looks like it worked wonders.”
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Lisa and Barbara mopped up. One of their opponents took his shirt off. The other removed his pants. As the belt came off, he whacked Lisa’s ass with it just hard enough to make a nice sound but not leave a mark. The next game began with a toast to good times and consenting adults. Barbara broke and immediately scratched. As she pulled out the cue ball, she told the opponent with no pants to sit up on the table. He hopped up with a curious grin. She ran her hands along his inner thighs, spreading his legs. The guys really stared to get rowdy. She slipped her fingers under his briefs and skillfully produced a hardening cock. Before anyone could grasp what was going on, she hadt it in her mouth and began sucking him to life. He groaned with delight and looked around to see if he was imagining it. Judging from everyone else’s reaction, he wasn’t. She got him good and hard before cutting him loose and telling him to get down so he could take his shot.
Lisa took another few sips of her water before her turn. After coring 3 stripes for her team, she scratched herself. Turning to Jeff, she handed him her stick. The guy with no shirt was so high, he didn’t realize the situation and she lead him by the hand to the table. Before he could climb on, she began unbuckling his pants. She took the belt off and fastened it like a bandolier around her torso. She unzipped him and weaseled his huge cock out. Slapping the table where she wanted him to sit, she waited expectantly. With some effort, he hopped up. It wasn’t at full length yet and was already at least 6 inches. She licked him from his sack to his tip several times before circling the head with her tongue. She paused over his cock and let some spit drip from her lips. She sensuously rubbed it around with her hand as more sounds of approval emanated from the crowd.
Lisa took him in and sucked him long and hard. By the time he was fully erect, it was obvious he was working with at least 8, thick inches. Her mind wandered, imagining what it might be like to have him inside her now dripping pussy. She figured she’d paid her dues, so she released him. He climbed down, losing his pants. He didn’t seem to be too concerned with sheathing his stuff took his next shot with his rod hanging out of his underwear. No more balls dropped until the guy with just his shirt on scored 4 in a row. His luck ran out with a bang as he scratched. Lisa was next in the rotation, so she headed over to him to sit up on the table and make him pay. Before she climbed up, he put his hands on her hips, pulled her panties off and pulled one knee up to the side as he knelt in front of her. His face disappeared into her groin, devouring her lips. Pure ecstasy. She was getting eaten out right here for all to see. Jeff put the stick down and walk over to her. Finishing his drink, he helped you the rest of the way onto the table so she was sitting comfortably on the edge. He undid the catch on her bra and slipped it off, wasting no time taking one of her breasts into his mouth. Jeff spit on her nipples and twisted and sucked them. She put one hand on the back of the shirted man’s head, pulling his face deep into her pussy. He got the message and started to suck her harder and deeper. Barbara snuck up behind the guy in briefs and wrapped her arms around his chest. Dropping one hand down to his cock, she stroked it with her tiny hand. He finished his drink, as she climbed onto the table and laid on her back. She positioned herself so that her head was hanging off the side of the table and took his cock into her mouth. She sucked it for a while, moaning and dirty talking him, then he took it in his hand and slapped her cheeks and tongue with it. He told her to say, “Ahh”. She did as he continues to beat her tongue. She grabbed it and sucked it in again, and he popped the front release on her bra. Her ample breasts sprung free and pooled to the side, sliding off her rib cage. He cupped the sides and jiggled them playfully as she continues to suck his massive meat.
Lisa looked around as she was being serviced and other guests were starting to approach, some taking shirts off and unzipping pants. It looked like the gig was turning into a full-blown orgy. There were only two women and 10 men. She began to salivate and contemplate her options, her mind running with nasty positions and acts of depravity. Two mouths were now on her breasts. Jeff told another guy to suck her toes. He took her foot and began running his tongue in and out of her toes. She laid back on the table, unable to hold herself up any longer. She put her head on the side of the table and pulled Jeff by his hand until he was at her head. He unzipped his pants for her and dropped everything to his ankles. As she tea bagged him and rubbed his lamp, he kicked off his pants and socks. Jeff then began unbuttoning his shirt. Another man, the young friend of her son, went to her nipples, biting and sucking them.
“I’ve always wanted to do this, Miss K,” he says in between mouthfuls of tit.
Lisa took their cocks in her hands, gripping their hardness through their trousers. They dropped their pants eventually, and she stroked each of them as they sucked her breasts deep into their mouths. With her toes, pussy and tits being molested, she continued to throat Jeff, taking quick breaths now and then and moaning one simple word: “FUCK”. Jeff thrust into her mouth, fucking it like he would fuck a pussy. He pulled out every once in a while so she could suck my balls and lick his taint. Sweat from his sack covered her face and, the smell invigorated her. The smell of sex is running rampant now throughout the room. Moans and groans. Dirty talk. Shameful dirty talk. Nobody has gone over the line yet tho: everyone seems to be keeping it on a playful level. Lisa had two cocks in her face as another man joined Jeff. She joyfully took his cock thrusts as well, trying to concentrate on sucking him like a good, sweet bitch. That task ended up being more difficult that she imagined as her body tried to make sense of all the input from her other erogenous zones.
Lisa lifted her head long enough to get a glimpse of Barbara, who was really making a lot of noise. She was on her knees, doggy-style. She had a nice big cock in her pussy from the man she was riding like a cowgirl. She was still sucking on the big, 8-incher in addition to the other two cocks she was juggling. She took a good suck on one and moved to the next. Plenty of dirty talk over there. She was really teasing them and they loved it. Another man was climbing up on the table and poised his cock above her ass. She squealed as he sank his shaft into her ass, filling her up, both holes stretched to the limit. She wants more…
A pipe got passed around and, everyone that wanted to, took a nice big hit. They decided it was time to move the gang bang to the bedroom. Everyone grabbed some water, drinks, and snacks and headed upstairs. The music was pumping throughout the entire house. As they all gathered in Barbara’s room, they survey the set up. She had an enormous master bedroom. A large couch and easy chairs were grouped together at the windows with an incredible view of the city lights. A California king was centered on the back wall and was covered with a comforter and silk sheets. The lights were on, but the room still had a nice mood and it wasn’t too bright. Lisa instruct all of her subjects to sit on the bed, five per side. So, ten, naked men, all friends and lovers from her past assembled themselves on the mattress.
“You start on that side, Barbara,” she instructed.
Setting an example for her, she knelt at Jeff’s feet and sucked his cock with love and affection. She looked into his eyes with “the look” as she stroke him with her tongue. The weed had made her ravenous with lust…and mischief. After bringing Jeff to a nice, vascular, engorged and bothered state, she whispered in his ear, “you will always be my greatest lover.” She shuffled over to kneel between John’s legs and graced his cock with the same TLC she gave Jeff and then whispered her secrets to him. She continued all the way around the bed, sucking her lovers’ cocks like a cheerleader with a varsity team. She played with her sweet pussy the whole while. She haden’t come yet. She wan’t even close, but the night was young. She passed Barbara half way around. When they’d both made the rounds, Lisa climbed onto the end of the bed with her girlfriend and knelt like two bitches in heat with their mouths open and their tongues out. They were each provided with two cocks, one in their mouths and one filling their hungry pussies. The men each took turns fucking the cunts and mouths their princesses with their pricks. Some were slow and high. Some ere rowdy and rough. Some were romantic. Some were playful. When Lisa was sure she’d ‘had’ each of them, she headed to the ladies room with Barbara. The door closed and the guys all sat around with their dicks in their hands, marveling at their good fortune and good drugs. They all speculated on what the women were doing in there and what they should do Lisa you when she emerged from the sanctity of the bathroom..
Someone flipped on the flat-panel TV, and it took three high-case men to figure out the remotes. Eventually, they found some porn and sat around commenting on the couplings like commentators at a sporting event. Most of them are high as kites and laughter was the norm.
The door opened, and they all turned their gaze from the TV to see Barbara in a sexy, French maid costume. She had a duster in one hand and a rider’s crop in the other. She was swatting Lisa’s ass as she crawl out on all fours in a leather strap outfit. Her tits were hanging, and as she rounded the corner and headed for the windows, the men could see the horse tail butt plug sticking our of her ass. She gnashed her teeth at them as they whooped and hollered. Her ass cheeks were growing slightly red from the cropping.
Lisa crawled up onto the low-back, leather couch facing the window. With her knees on the seat and her hands on the back of the couch, she started to writhe back and forth, beckoning for her mates to come give her the attention she deserved.
“I’ve been such a bad girl tonight,” she panted. “When a dog shits on your carpet, you take that bitch by the scruff of the neck and rub her nose in it, while you tell her what a bad bitch she’s been.”
She continued to work the air between her legs and rub her nipples on the back of the couch. Half of the jaws in the room dropped, and the rest begin clamoring over to where she was perched.
Barbara returned to her walk-in closet and fetched a brown, leather duffle bag. She set it on the bed, unzipped it and pried it open, revealing a slew of naughty girl toys. Dildos, lotions, hand cuffs, whips, you name it. She returned to the closet and produced a 6-foot, wooden dowel, the kind that you hang your clothes from. This one, however, had been carved on both ends into the form of a cock, complete with veins and head! She pulled a box of condoms from the duffel and put one on each end of the dowel. Handing the long shaft to the nearest guest, she sat on the bed and laid her head on the pillows. Her hands immediately went to her scantily covered breasts and began massaging them and licked her lips seductively. One of the men took some leather straps designed to restrain wrists and put them to good use, securing her hands and feet to the four corners of the bed. Scissors from the bag were used to cut her lace panties off. Then, they’ were stuffed in her mouth. The man with the staff lubed up one end and placed it on her pussy, slowly working it in. She’d been dying for this, obviously, as she moaned and struggled against the restraints. He got a nice rhythm going, plunging her tight, shaved pussy from the foot of the bed.
She spit the panties out and screamed, “Fuck me with that cock shaft! Fuck me, damn it! FUCK ME!!!”
Lisa’s high school acquaintance climbed on the bed and straddled the desperate maid’s chest. Gripping the headboard with one hand, he directed his cock into her waiting mouth. In no time, he was fucking her mouth the way she liked it…the way every man wants to. John sat on the end of the bed, worked his legs under hers, and slowly slid his own, massive cock into her ass. The wielder of the staff continued to pound her pussy, looking like a man working an oar on a row boat. She screamed continuously as her three holes were stuffed with manhood time and again. The guys rotated positions, each sampling her body and exchanging nasty words, banter that sped each of them ever closer to an inevitable orgasm…
Jeff was in the group of men that raced over to take care of Lisa. He knew what she wanted, so he stopped right in front of her face, took the back of her head in one hand and the base of his cock in the other and shoved his cock straight into her mouth. “Mmmfff,” she gagged after taking him deep. He didn’t let her off though. He hold her forehead to his belly and thrust his hips into her. Each thrust sent his tip another centimeter down her throat until her lips were pressed to his pelvic bone. Both hands went to the back of her head now, and he worked his cock in and out with shallow thrusts. She gagged once more before settling in. Her eyes watered, but she was exactly where she want to be. As she felt hands on her ass, playing with her tail and fingering her pussy, she realized it was what she needed. She needed to be taken advantage of by her fantasy men. You needed to be subjected to their sexual desires, because their desires were her own. Their pleasure was hers. The more she satisfied them, the harder she got off. She want to be dominated, and she wanted to shock. Well, they were all shocked but too free of their inhibitions to not indulge ourselves. So, they did. Lisa got fucked in her ass and her pussy from under and behind. Her tits were sucked to raw. Her tears continued as she deepthroated three of them at a time. First Jeff’s cock…deep. Next, her son’s friend from the swim team. Next, that neighborhood friend she had a crush on years ago. She was high and horny as ever. Back to Jeff, then his, then his…
The boys on Barbara were done with the staff and it went Lisa’s way. Jeff sat under her on the couch. She was still sucking cock over his shoulder, but his sweet cock was filling her up as she rode him in her leather straps. Jeff used them to lift and rock her on top of him. The rubber-covered dowel was lubed again and slowly inserted into her gaping ass. The other end of it was placed on the ground and held fast by one of her men’s feet. She rocked into Jeff and, as she rocked back the shaft impaled her ass hole, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Finally, her first orgasm rained down on him. The sensation of her quivering and juicing all over his cock brought him to his own shuddering climax. He shot load after load of hot jizz deep into her pussy.
“Come on my face, you whores!” is all that she could muster. Within minutes, she was rewarded with four cock-loads of come on her face and chest. Jeff rubbed it all over her body and continued to fuck her on his lap. The butt plug was reinserted into her ass, which is spanked repeatedly by her love crew. She sucked every cock dry and swallowed as much cum as possible. She was presented with a drink which she welcomed.
Barbara was sucking two cocks at once. Her thick black lips were stretched to the limit, and her cheeks were stuffed with the engorged heads of her lovers’ meat sticks. Her cries and threats had been reduced to moans of pleasure and pain. A mouth descended upon her slobbering cunt. Her labia were manipulated by tongue, lips, and fingers. There was some incredibly primal shit going on in the room, and Barbara’s hairless pussy was no exception. One finger became two, became three until, finally, the man’s entire fist was lodged, turning her slit into a fully-stuffed organ of pleasure. She couldn’t take the two cocks in her mouth any more. She was down to trading between the two and screaming her approval as she switched from head to shining head. She grit her teeth menacingly, just before sucking each huge cock like a beast stalking its prey. One might have imagined that she was used to orgies of this sort, but how often does one woman get to wantonly devour and dole out unbridled passion? Not bloody often. She and Lisa were making the most of what may have been the most erotic, fantastic, intoxicated, lust fest in their entire lives. The fist pulled out and her abused pussy lips tried in vain to return to their relaxed state, only to be mauled to their limit by the fist plunging deep inside again. Tears ran down her cheeks, mascara dripping onto her silk sheets. It was too much for the swimmer. He pushed the other man aside and straddled her chest, guiding his cock into her mouth which gaped invitingly, it’s tongue extended like a red carpet for it’s guest. He wasted no time settling into a rhythm. His hips sensuously rotated and thrust sending his 8-inch long, slender cock deep into her mouth. It disappeared into her, expanding her neck and throat to absurdly large proportions. Her nipples were sharp objects of terror, jutting from her heaving chest, monuments to her insane, primal lust. Knowing this was probably the most amazing blowjob he would ever receive, the swimmer, in his inebriated state, shouted obscenities and rolled his eyes and head back in ecstasy. His body, that of a Greek god, contorted itself, muscles rippling, butt cheeks clenching, and toes curling. It was all he could do to support his upper body on the headboard. Then, with one, last reflexive thrust, he tensed, every muscle taught, and a guttural scream broke free of his clenched jaw. Three hours of sexual stimulation and 4 years of adolescent, sexual tension launch a river of precious semen deep into Barbara’s open throat. She relaxed as she received load after load of hot, 19-year-old cum. The swimmer slumped against the headboard.
Cheers from the others in the room, including Lisa, issue forth as he withdraws his spent cock from her mouth. Barbara relishes every inch of it as it slides out of her throat. She finishes by lovingly sucking his head just before it too left the sanctity of her lips. Saliva and cum dripped from his member and draped themselves across her cheek and shoulder. The fisting man sat between her legs and slowly slid his cock into her pussy. Now, this man’s shaft is was not extraordinarily long by any means, but it WAS unusually thick, precisely what Barbara needed and wanted at that very moment. As her lungs filled themselves with fresh air and she wiped the tears from her face, she pulled the bystander’s cock to her mouth. She begged him to come on her face and then began sucking it as he too straddled her chest. A wild threesome ensued, Barbara again pleasuring two men with her gorgeous figure and face. Each man reveled in his fortune and intoxication. For several passionate minutes, they ground in rhythm. Soon, the fister began to show signs of getting close to orgasm as his speed increased and his face became more focused. The bystander asked Barbara if she was ready to have him shoot his massive load all over her face. She moans her enthusiastic approval as her chest heaved more violently and her legs curled her lover’s hips into her loins. The bystander’s rants of naughty pleasures trailed off into a series of unintelligible mumbling. Suddenly, all three convulsed simultaneously: He pulled his rock-hard cock out and instantly drenched Barbara’s face with a half-dozen full streams of white, gleaming cum. She began to open her mouth to receive it, and then struggled to keep composure as her own climax coursed through her body. Screaming, she writhed and bucked, causing the cum to spray chaotically across her face. And the man whose incredibly thick cock was locked in her pussy jettisoned his own healthy supply of lust deep into her gaping hole. Sweat mixed with sweat, cum, and saliva as the three roiled together in a human knot, trying desperately to extend the pleasure as long as possible.
“OK. Who wants another hit of the whacky weed?”
They all turn and respond to Lisa’s timely question with shouts of affirmation and “somebody turn up the
music”.
“Mother, Mary, of God. This party just keeps getting better…and it’is just getting STARTED!!!” Jeff yelled as
he streaked off to the bar to make another round of drinks…
![Jack: Nikita: It’s what’s for dinner.
[Exerpt from “Cunning”, a short story by Jack]
Jeff had turned and leaned up against the island counter in the kitchen. “Your view is fantastic, Krista,” he admitted. “Do you ever get tired of it?”
“Do I ever get tired of it?” she repeated as she turned and looked purposefully out the kitchen window. “No, Jeff. I never get tired of it.” As she said these last few words, she lifted her full Lemon Drop to her lips and slammed it. Then she put the glass down and stood right in front of him so she could get the same exact view he had. She stood there for a moment wavering a bit before slowly falling back into him. He was half sitting on his own hands, so he didn’t have the option of catching her. She took a small step back as if to catch herself before abruptly landing against his chest with her shoulders. She did have her hands free and they went back to help break the fall. His hips ended up taking that blow and as they both stood there in limbo, she managed a meek, “oops.” She got another foot under her and straightened up, but didn’t stop leaning against him. “I don’t spend much time in the kitchen. Dutch actually does most of the cooking because of my hours at the hospital, but I think I could really learn to like this view.” She moved her right hand from his hip to his groin and found what she was looking for. Her fingers grasped and massaged Jeff’s growing erection.
She continued stroking him through his pants, then it became obvious that she was hunting for his zipper.
“Come on, Krista. Right here, in your kitchen!?”
“So, you’re not objecting to the fact that my hand is on your cock, but to the fact that we’re right out here, in the open. Michelle is out for a while and Dutch is right over there,” she said as her left hand pointed out the window at her husband and the dogs. “Besides, I won’t be long.”
Krista slowly pulled down the zipper and weaseled his cock from his boxers. She turned her head back and laid it on his shoulder, continuing to stroke him with a firm grip. He leaned in and kissed her. He wanted it. He’d wanted it since he met her. His conscience was really having trouble with the actuality of it all though.
“Maybe we should cool it on the Lemon Drops,” Jeff said uncomfortably.
“I don’t know about you, but I’m past the point of no return,” she said with an evil grin and then whirled around and knelt before him, taking his head into her open mouth before her knees hit the floor.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lu3pl945hO1qzlphbo1_1280.jpg)
![Jill: I’m hungry. Ready for a snack.
Jack: You need one of Big Jack Daddy’s smokin’ hot sausages.
Jill: YES. (foreshadowing: she says “yes” a lot in this chat) Does sauce come with it?
Jack: Say “yes” each time you take a bite…and ask Big Jack if you can have his hot sauce.
Jill: Hmmmm. That’s really tasty. (Licking my lips) Can I have some of your hot sauce, Jack Daddy?
Jack: Thing is, Doll, you can’t have the sauce until you polish off the Polish.
Jill: I’m devouring it, Daddy. I’ll need something to wash it down with.
Jack: You can join the Jack Daddy Club. Any customer who gets to the sauce gets their picture on the Wall of Fame.
Jill: I’ll only join if I can be President. It must be an honor to get the special hot sauce.
Jack: It’s quite a feat. Big Jack is a chore.
Jill: I’m UP for the challenge. You?
Jack: It’s my business. It’s what I do. Notice, there’s no one on the Wall of Fame yet. You could be the first. That makes you President, Queen, Mistress, and the Head Cheese.
Jill: I’m nervous and intimidated. It’s so big, and I think it will be hard.
Jack: Careful not to bite off more than you can chew. Once you get into a rhythm, it goes down fairly easy. It’s a labor of love.
Jill: Going for it…Am I doing it right? Should I use my teeth?
Jack: It’s up to you. Each person has their own technique. Don’t forget to say “yes” after each bite tho.
Jill: I think I’ll use my tongue and lips and take it down into my throat.
Jack: Yes.
Jill: Is it supposed to make sexy noises?
Jack: Oh, FUCK yeah.
Jill: [A little farther down…Gag.]
Jack: You’re really smokin’ that meat.
Jill: Yes. I really want to have some hot sauce. Will it matter if it gets all over my face?
Jack: Here, let me help you. [Pulls hair]
Jill: Yes.
Jack: It’s imperative that the sauce gets all over your face for the picture.
Jill: [Gulp] Yes. [Gag] Yes.
Jack: I was hoping you’d say that…and that…and that… In all my years, no one has EVER taken my meat like you.
Jill: Give me your hot sauce, Big Jack Daddy.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Jack: Sometimes it helps if you lay on the table and let me shovel it in.
Jill: I should take my top off so it won’t get messy.
Jack: My, you’ve got Big Jack harder than ever.
Jill: [Takes off top and bra.]
Jack: Shit…It just got harder.
Jill: [Gag] That’s going down easier.
Jack: Take a break and have some meatballs.
Jill: I LOVE meatballs. Should I lick them. Maybe I’ll just put two in my mouth and suck.
Jack: Lick them, suck them, chew them…
Jill: Mmmmm
Jack: I better get the sauce ready…you’re almost there.
Jill: Should I still say yes?
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
I want more Polish.
Jack: Here’s the last of the big meat. Eat it!!!! Eat it!!!!
Jill: YES!
YES!
YES!
Jack: Ohhhh, here cums the sauce now…
FFFFFFFUFUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!
Jill: Oh my……. That’s a whole load of sauce.
Yes.
Give it to me.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Jack: Oh sweet Mother of all that’s good and evil. I didn’t know I had that much sauce!!!
Jill: I really hit the Big Jack-Daddy-Pot.
Jack: As soon as Big Jack stops convulsing, we’ll take a picture.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
I’m so full.
Jack: You know what? You were such a good sport, I won’t charge you for it. In fact, I’d like to give you a gift certificate for a life-time supply of Big Jack and Daddy Sauce.
Yes.
Yes.
Yes.
Jack: Your meal cums with a slice of apple pie, but if you’re too full, I’d be happy to eat it for you.
Jill: I love it. I’ll be back for more.
Jack: Be my guest.
Jill: Is it sweet?
Jack: It’s sweet and hot. I’ve never had such a juicy, hot pie in my life. I like it a la mode. That’ll cool it off a bit.
Jill: You wouldn’t want a hot, juicy squirt of pie juice to get on you. Hmm. What kind of ice cream is that? It looks a lot like the Big Jack Daddy sauce.
Jack: It’s Rocky Fuckin’ Road. It’s got swirls and nuts in it.
Jill: Maybe I’ll have some of that too.
Jack: We can share.
Jill: Feed me, please. That was so much fun. Thank you.](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk9wydyz941qzlphbo1_500.jpg)
