Black Cherry

Tuli

Jayce tugged me out of the bedroom and down the stairs, where we bumped into his cousin once more.

He was about to speak, but Lacy beat him to it. “I’m really sorry for spilling the beans,” she said in a rush. “And for your ex-wife being here. Seth mentioned he invited Brandon, but he didn’t think he’d bring Brooklyn.”

“Brandon is Brooklyn’s fiancé,” Jayce explained to me. “I guess just because I don’t chat with the jerk anymore, doesn’t mean he and Seth aren’t pals. That was my bad. I’m sorry.”

I nodded and shot Lacy a comforting smile. “You’re fine. Jayce and I went upstairs to chat and we sorted everything out. You couldn’t have known.”

Jayce muttered something under his breath, earning him an elbow in the ribs and a stern look from me. He rolled his eyes and pulled his cousin into a hug.

“Everything’s okay, Lacy,” he whispered in her ear before stepping back. “But now, if you don’t mind,” he said, a smirk playing on his lips. “Tuli and I are heading home for some steamy make-up sex.”

I blushed and swatted his arm. “Jayce!”

“Oh, darling,” Lacy said with a chuckle, “that’s something you’ll have to get used to. Jayce and I don’t hold back around each other.”

“I could have been more explicit,” he teased with a wink, earning him another swat from me.

“Ouch.”

I smiled at her. “It was great meeting you, and I’d love to see you again.”

She looked at me, surprised, before pulling me into a warm hug. “Oh, sweetheart, I’d love to hang out with you! Can I get your number?”

She stepped back, and I gave her my number. Jayce, ever the impatient one, grabbed my hand and started to lead me towards the front door.

I waved to Lacy. She waved back and called out, “I’ll text you soon! Have fun, you two!”

I shot Jayce a glare as we made our way to his car. “You are such a perv!” I grumbled, and he just laughed.

“I’m sorry, babe, I’m just really honest when I’m eager to make you mine again.”

My insides fluttered. “Okay.”

Jayce opened the passenger door for me, and I slid in. He jogged to his side, hopped in, started the engine, and we were off.

“Seatbelt!” I reminded him as we stopped at a red light.

He chuckled and buckled up. I grumbled. “Geez, I’m more worried about your safety than my own right now.”

Not long after, when I stepped out of the car, Jayce came up to me and, without a word, hoisted me over his shoulder. I smacked his butt. He returned the favor and carried me up the steps to his front door.

Once inside, I huffed, “Can you put me down now?”

“Nope!”

I growled in frustration, earning another smack. “Patience is a virtue, Tuli.”

“Watch your words, Jayce,” I teased. “I might make you wait a whole month before we have sex again.”

“Then I guess we better make tonight count, huh?”

In his bedroom, he tossed me onto the bed. I let out an ~oomph~ as my back hit the mattress.

Jayce crawled onto the bed over me and leaned down to kiss me. I wrapped my arms around his neck as his tongue sought entrance to my mouth.

I parted my lips and his tongue slipped in, passionately. His hand reached up and removed my Sailor Moon wig. My red hair fell out, spreading over the pillow. Jayce broke our kiss and gave me a soft smile.

“Have I ever told you how beautiful your hair is?”

I shook my head and he ran his fingers through my long locks. “Well, now I have. Everything about you is beautiful. I love you so much, Tuli.”

I smiled up at him. “I love you, too, Jayce.”

He leaned down and our lips met once more. As our tongues danced, my hands found his soft brown curls, knocking off his top hat.

I was so lost in the sensation of his lips on mine, I barely noticed his hand creeping up to cup my breast. I gasped softly as he squeezed.

He smirked against my lips as his hands gripped the fabric of my costume and yanked it, hard.

“You need to stop ripping my clothes.”

He laughed as he helped me pull my arms out of the sleeves, then tossed the now ruined costume on the floor and stared down at me in just my bra and panties.

“I bet these look better on the floor, too,” he murmured, his voice husky.

His hands reached behind me to unclasp my bra. He dropped that on the floor as well, before cupping my bare breasts in his hands.

He watched as my nipples hardened, then leaned down to take one of the stiff peaks in his mouth.

My breathing became short and shallow as he nipped the sensitive flesh, the mix of pleasure and pain sending waves through my body and making me wet.

“Lift your hips,” he instructed.

I did as he asked, waiting patiently as his fingers hooked onto my panties and slid them down my legs. He balled them up in his hand and stuffed them into his pocket.

“Ripping my clothes and stealing my panties. How romantic can you get?” I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

“Tsk tsk. So feisty. Should I spank you?”

Before I could respond, he grabbed my hips and flipped me onto my stomach. His hand came down and I hissed from the sting.

“You get two more for that, baby,” he purred, before I felt the sting of his palm again. I yelped.

“Already wet,” Jayce murmured approvingly. “One more, tulip.”

I gave a nod, biting my lip in anticipation. It felt like an eternity, but it was only a few seconds before his hand smacked my ass, hard.

I yelped from the sting and Jayce gently massaged the spot. “That’s more like it,” he murmured.

I felt him lean down, his lips pressing a kiss to my now tender ass. I blushed, still not used to this new sensation.

The sound of him undressing filled the room.

“Roll onto your back and spread your legs, sweetheart. I want to see that beautiful pussy of yours.”

I did as he asked, shyly watching as his head disappeared between my thighs. The wetness of his tongue on my clit made me moan.

“So sweet,” he sighed, swirling his tongue around my sensitive spot.

My hands found their way into his hair, gripping tightly as sparks ignited within me from the feel of his mouth on my clit. I tugged on his curls as his tongue traced my slit. “Jayce,” I whimpered.

He slipped two fingers inside me and I arched off the bed, my mind consumed by the pleasure radiating from between my thighs.

With the combination of his fingers, teeth, and tongue, Jayce had me panting and whimpering, begging for release. “Please,” I gasped as his tongue delved deeper.

With a nip of his teeth and his fingers brushing over my sweet spot, I tipped over the edge, crying out as I came on his face.

Jayce propped himself up on his elbows, smiling down at me, his lips glistening. He leaned in and our lips met. I could taste myself on his lips, which only seemed to excite me more.

He pulled away after a moment and got off the bed.

“Where are you going?” I asked, still breathless.

“Just to the dresser,” he replied softly, shooting me a smile. “Get on your hands and knees,” he instructed while rummaging through his top drawer.

~This is really happening~, I thought.

Feeling nervous and shaky, I slowly rolled over and got onto my hands and knees. I felt him approach the bed and immediately tensed up.

~I know I’m ready for this. But I’m so nervous.~

“Relax, Tuli, I’m just getting you ready.”

I nodded, but my breathing was short and shallow. “Take deep breaths, sweetheart,” Jayce instructed.

I took a moment and breathed in deeply. Jayce praised me as I breathed slowly. “That’s it, sweetheart. Now scooch backwards,” he commanded.

I moved backwards until my feet were hanging off the bed. I felt his hands on my hips and stopped. His hands moved to my ass and squeezed. “Such a beautiful ass,” he murmured.

I heard the sound of a bottle cap popping open. Then one of his hands gently rubbed my ass while his free hand touched my puckered entrance with something cold and wet. I guessed it was lube. Jayce murmured, “Ready?”

I nodded. “Yes.”

“Remember to breathe,” he reminded me. Then his pointer finger began to push in.

It felt different, but it didn’t hurt. After experimenting with the anal toys I bought, I had gotten used to the feel of something foreign in my ass.

He pumped his finger in and out a few times as my walls clenched down around him and I moaned from the tightness.

He added another digit and continued his ministrations, murmuring words of encouragement while I whimpered from the strange sensation.

He gently stretched my ass while my fingernails dug into the sheets, my teeth biting into my lip. He withdrew his fingers and I gasped. Jayce leaned down and kissed my shoulder.

“Good job.”

He took a few minutes, presumably to lube up his cock. He shifted and I felt the head of it pressing up against my ass. “Deep breaths, Tuli,” Jayce instructed. “In through your nose and out through your mouth.”

I inhaled, filling my lungs with oxygen. As I began to exhale, Jayce pushed in. I hissed at the pain of being stretched by his cock as he slowly thrust. I grunted before we were even halfway through.

“What is it?”

“Just do it, like a band-aid,” I pleaded.

He stilled. “What?” he asked, his voice rough.

I looked over my shoulder at him to see his eyes wide with surprise. “Just do it quickly. It’ll be easier that way, right?”

“Are you sure?”

I whimpered in pain as my ass squeezed down on his cock.

“Yes,” I cried, “just do it!”

~I must be crazy~, I thought.

Without hesitation, Jayce pulled back before slamming into me, his dick now completely buried. I screamed as a painful sensation shocked my system.

It faded, leaving behind the strange discomfort of being filled by Jayce’s member.

“Are you okay?” Jayce asked, his breathing shallow.

I slowly nodded and he leaned over me. “I’ll make you feel good, baby girl,” he whispered in my ear.

I felt his fingers circle my clit and my eyes practically rolled into the back of my head.

Despite the pain, I realized I was incredibly turned on as Jayce’s fingers slipped against my clit.

“Jayce,” I whimpered, “fuck me.”

His hips began to move and he slowly withdrew from me before thrusting back in. A surge of arousal coursed through my veins as the head of his cock touched my sweet spot and I bucked against his hand.

“Ahh!”

“So. Fucking. Tight,” Jayce exclaimed as he thrust inside me again, his fingers working magic on my over-sensitized clit.

His strokes quickened. The only sounds were skin on skin slapping and our moans. The pain lessened and pleasure rippled through me.

Then Jayce’s free hand came up and fondled my breast, rolling and pinching my nipple between his fingers.

I cried out and my hips bucked back against his until his cock painfully rubbed up against my sweet spot. Instinctively, my ass squeezed down.

“Shit!”

“Jayce,” I whimpered, feeling him push into me again. I was teetering on the edge, my climax building rapidly. “I can’t hold it in any longer!”

Jayce drew me closer, his thrusts growing more forceful and quick. His fingers danced over my clit in a frantic rhythm. “Let it go, baby!”

With his final thrust, I surrendered to the powerful orgasm that washed over me, leaving me breathless and weak. Jayce followed suit, his release filling me up.

The sensation was strange yet incredibly arousing. I gasped for breath, the waves of my orgasm slowly receding. Jayce planted soft kisses on my neck as our breathing steadied, and I let out a soft moan as he pulled out of me.

Suddenly, his absence felt strange. “This... is going to take some getting used to,” I managed to say between gasps for air.

Jayce fell back onto the bed beside me, spent.

“That was so fucking hot,” he murmured. “I’ve been with a fair share of women, but nothing compares to you.”

I felt a warm trickle between my thighs. “Um, Jayce?” I asked, suppressing a giggle as I playfully wiggled my hips at him.

He let out a chuckle and got up, “Let’s get cleaned up.”