From Thug To Pornstar: I Reincarnated As Jonny Sins, So What!
Chapter 72:SPARK ME DADDY

Chapter 72: Chapter 72:SPARK ME DADDY

Her body went from an easy squirm to an electric jolt when Jerry sucked her left nipple into his mouth. He felt her nails dig into his lower back as he tongued it and it felt like supple hard rubber in his mouth.

"Oh God, Jerry," she moaned.

After a few minutes and he’d had enough of the nipples he headed lower down. He kissed her wiry, athletic stomach, twitchy with the touch of his lips and tongue, and licked out her salty navel. He nosed his way down to her pussy, which was wide and wet. And shaved, which was good: no curly pubes to tickle his nostrils when we would eat her. Which he definitely planned to do, just not quite yet.

He kissed all around it, teasing her, and licked her thighs, and her body writhed even more. He shifted his legs, trying to get lower still, and one of his feet pressured down on one of hers.

"Ouch!" Heather cried.

"Sorry," Jerry said.

"It’s all right," she said. "My feet got kind of torn up a little on my walk. The beach sand is much coarser and grittier up in the park."

"Really?" he said, and wiggled himself around to take a closer look.

He looked at her feet and couldn’t believe what he saw. He turned them over gently in his hands. Both feet were ravaged with brush burns and were red and angry-looking where her skin had been rubbed raw on her toes and heels and insteps and the balls of her feet.

"Goddam, Heather! These look nasty. We have to take care of these sores. The..."

"LATER!" she barked.

Jerry smiled and got the message. He pulled her legs apart and scooted between.

"I have some medicine that will give you temporary relief," he said. And he buried his face in her crotch.

Heather shrieked like a puppy with its tail stuck in a car door. She wrapped her legs around his back and her hands around his head. Jerry licked her saline labia and reached his tongue into her. It was wet and wild and tasty, and with the might of her legs and hands behind him and her wiggly groin in front of his face he was encouraged to push his mouth harder and deeper. He snaked his hands under her butt as she’d done to him in the shower, and he squeezed for all he was worth. With a cheek in each hand he scrunched up her fine ass over and over like he was doing finger curls at the gym.

"Ugh..." she sibilated. She grinded into his face, and treasured his tongue inside her for the first time, and sucked on it with the walls of her twat. Jerry felt the pinch on his tongue, pulling it into her, and soon his nose joined the party and delved into her too, filling his nostrils with her feminine funk. He felt her fingers pulling on the back of his head and he lapped her like a thirsty dog as long as he could until he had to come up for air. After a steamy breath he wrapped his mouth around her swollen clit.

Heather hissed when she felt his lips on her puffy tool. He licked it and kissed it and sucked it and even though she was squirming like a toad on a hot griddle he kept his mouth plastered in place until the squirms became spasms.

"Oh my God, Jerry, what have we been waiting for?" Heather said loudly. She pulled his head up to hers, the head of his turgid cock dragging its way up along her inner thigh, and rammed her tongue into his mouth. His weight atop her smothered her spasms but as they kissed Jerry felt her eruption below, her orgasm flowing out of her hot and wet.

Jerry felt one of Heather’s hands vacate the back of his head and a second later it wrapped around his wet, firm cock and fed it into her. His cock slid all the way in with no resistance and in an instant he was balls-deep inside her warm, wet wuss.

Their lips were joined like glue and their tongues did a peppy Mambo. Jerry pounded her, slammed his body into her again and again. Heather sighed with each stroke and met his match. He wanted to give her a fuck she’d never forget. ’You’re my cousin, Goddamn it’, he thought. But ’you’re my woman now’.

They fucked with fervor, breathing hard, two sweaty bodies in sexy sync reaching for the upper limits of gratification. Heather hugged him tight, with arms and legs and cunt, pumping, milking and sucking. Jerry swung his meat into her even harder and quickened their pace and kept it up and he knew he wouldn’t quit until they both came for the second time.

The bedroom was a cacophony of noise both human and nonhuman, with grunts and groans and coos and slurps and sucks and smacking skin from the fuckers, and bed springs and posts and headboard that were being pushed to their limits. It had to be the first time that the bed had been put through a workout like this.

After a few more minutes of his determined skewering of Heather’s pussy Jerry knew he was on the verge.

"I’m gonna come!" his voice sputtered. After a pause: "Is it okay?"

"Of course," she said.

With two more strokes Jerry was at the point of no return and his cum was rising. With a loud low grunt he ejaculated, and with each subsequent burst of his semen into her his grunts became softer and shorter. When he had given her all of it he again picked up the pace of his pounding. She followed his lead.

"I’m gonna keep fucking you till you come again," he said.

"Great fucking idea," Heather said with a grin on her face. "You can kiss me too."

Jerry did. And with their loins joined and their tongues fucking inside their locked lips they were rocking like a dinghy on a rough sea. It was Heather’s turn.

Jerry felt the vibration of Heather’s moan in his mouth and felt her body tremble under him. She hugged him tight and he squeezed her ass. She came in a gush and he felt her warm wash surround his half-hard cock and ooze out of her. With her tongue still in his mouth he collapsed on the bed beside her.

----

He must have nodded off, Jerry wasn’t sure if he’d slept or was just at that halfway house of consciousness between the real world and the dream world. He just knew that when he opened his eyes Heather’s face was close to his and she was smiling at him.

"Hello," she said. She ran a finger through his hair. "How do you feel?"

"Amazing. It was wonderful. I knew it would be."

"So did I," she said. She kissed him and it lingered.

"How do you feel?" he asked her.

"Amazing is a good word," she said with a smile. "And relieved."

"Relieved?"

"Yes, relieved that we’ve finally gotten to this point. I’m over my hangups, I guess. But it’s kind of scary, though. I’m somewhere between ecstasy and fear. Closer to ecstasy, though."

Jerry put his arm around her, kissed her and pulled her close.

"I’m happy we’ve gotten to this point too," he said. "And I won’t blow the opportunity, I promise. But don’t be afraid, we’re in this together. There’s really nothing to fear other than what others may say or think, and we have no control over that. If people love us or really care about us they will support us. If they don’t, who needs them? So really there’s nothing to fear."

Heather nodded. "You know something?" she said. "I reached a place of clarity today when I was walking. And even though it lasted all day it almost seemed like it was over in a flash; it was a nonstop stream-of-consciousness, like a fire I couldn’t put out. I thought about you...about us...all day. I thought about our kissing last night. God, it felt so right, but why was I so scared? I thought about growing up together, things we did, your face, your hair, your arms and legs, your butt. I pictured you naked in my mind, I wondered what your cock looked like. So close yet so far...all because of some silly taboos. So I finally admit: I love you, Jerry. Why should I be afraid of being with someone I love?"

"I’m so glad to hear you say that," Jerry said, grabbing her hand. "I love you too, sometimes so much it hurts."

They kissed again and their tongues danced a long slow number. They both fully realized at that moment that they were now lovers, were now a couple that would go through life together; And that the door that had kept them at more than arms-length for so long was not now merely unlocked and open, but had been blown off its hinges.

----

"Your feet are messed-up, girl," Jerry said as he examined the abrasions on the bottoms and sides of Heather’s feet. "Time for Dr. Jerry to give you some medical attention. Some TLC. I’ll be right back." He got off the bed and walked out of the room. Heather watched his naked butt till it disappeared out the door.

She heard him bounding down the steps and a minute later heard him bounding back up. She smiled at the thought of his limp penis bouncing up and down as he ran around the house naked. Then she heard water running in the bathroom.

Jerry returned with a shallow tub of cold water and a tube of antiseptic ointment. He placed the tub on the floor beside the bed.

"Sit up on the side of the bed and put your feet in here," he said. "We’re going to soak your feet."

"Jerry, this isn’t necessary..." Heather started to say.

"Uh uh, Doctor’s orders. Let your feet soak and then the Doc will provide medical treatment." He held up the tube of ointment.

She did as she was told and dipped her feet into the tub. Jerry got onto the bed and sat snug behind her with his legs on either side of her, his chest against her back and his mushy penis flush against the top of her butt.

"Ooh, that’s cold!" Heather said.

"It’s supposed to be" Jerry said. "But it will warm up fast because you’re so hot!" Then he reached around her and took a boob in each hand and nibbled her ear.

She giggled and said, "I never thought I’d be naked with my doctor."

"I never knew a Kindergarten teacher could be so damn sexy."

He kissed her neck and she immediately turned her head and they kissed. Her hand went around his back and and his hands roved her front and they started making out and soon the water was sloshing around and Heather’s feet almost tipped the tub over.

"All right, that’s enough," he said. "Behave yourself."

"Me?" Heather laughed.

"Yeah, you. It’s your fault. You’re too damn irresistible."

So Heather kept her feet still and Jerry held her in his arms and they did a little talking and a little fooling around and when the water had turned lukewarm he dried her feet with a towel and she lay back on the bed.

Jerry knelt at the foot of the bed and kissed each injured area of her feet before gently applying the ointment and when he had attended to them all he capped the tube and tossed it aside. Then he started kissing his way up her leg but when he reached her upper thigh he got sidetracked.

Heather’s glittery gash just looked too good to pass up. So he licked his way over to her lush lips and painted them with his tongue to get a good taste. Heather was panting and her nails were already digging into his scalp by the time he cloaked his lips around her clit.

He felt it grow in his mouth. In a matter of seconds it went from a wriggly oyster to an overcooked conch. He stroked it and sucked on it but it soon became difficult to keep the little pistol in his mouth because Heather’s body was doing the squirm-a-rama again. But no problem, thought Jerry. His cock was by now straight as a board and ready for further mischief.

He moved his body up on top and kissed her. His cheeks and chin were smeared with her fluids. He slipped his fingers into her and swirled them around a couple times before taking them back out.

"Put me in," he said in a breathy rasp.

"Is this still part of the treatment, Doctor?" she asked with a kittenish smile.

"Yes, but we can’t stop the treatments. Because there’s no cure for what I’m feeling right now. I love you, Heather."

"God, I love you too," she said, with tears from nowhere dripping down her cheeks.

"Come with me," he said. Heather nodded.

In one fell swoop he simultaneously entered her three different ways: His tongue in her mouth, his cock in her cunt and his greased finger up her ass.

They started fucking and were balls to the walls in two seconds flat. The bed was screeching with every powerful thrust, and they were both on the edge so they knew it wouldn’t take them long. Jerry felt Heather flinch a little when he stretched her asshole to wedge a second finger in, but it didn’t slow them down a bit.

Jerry groaned like a moose in a trap. Heather already knew what his mating call sounded like.

"Yes!" she screamed, and her climax climbed up.

And it happened. As if set on a timer they came together. Their cum mixed and collided, his on the way in and hers on the way out, and their bodies quaked over and over atop the sheets, wired together by fingers, tongues and cock, until their orgasms abated and they had released all of their jizz.

----

The next morning they woke up in bed after sleeping together for the first time. Jerry had his a.m. boner and got a good-morning blowjob and then they fucked. Then they got in the shower and washed each other and he ate Heather’s pussy until she exploded and by that time he was hard again so he cleaned her pussy out with his cock until he shot another wad of his semen into her. They had a little breakfast and then went down to the beach and sat on chairs holding hands with their feet in the surf. Doctor Jerry thought the salt water would help heal Heather’s sore feet. Maybe it would, maybe it wouldn’t; It didn’t much matter because after about an hour they were horny again so they went back up to the house to fuck before lunch.

That’s the way it went the rest of the week. They were insatiable and had a hard time keeping their hands off of each other. Jerry got BJs for breakfast and ate pussy for brunch. There were lunch fucks, afternoon delights and happy hour fucks and dinnertime fucks and shower fucks. Oh, and in the evenings they’d make love. They’d wake up in the middle of the night and fuck then too.

After two days their genitals were ravaged, brush-burned and chafed as badly as Heather’s feet. But they didn’t care. Love can be a pain sometimes.

On the third evening they were sitting on the back porch drinking beers in the dark. But they weren’t sitting in the rockers this time, they were on the wicker sofa. They started talking about how this is where it started, when things began to change for them, on this same back porch a few nights before. They kissed and started making out. Heather started rubbing Jerry’s cock and soon unzipped him and whipped his hard thing out and started sucking it. After a couple minutes she stopped and climbed onto his lap facing him and sat on it. She was wearing a thin sun dress with nothing underneath so his cock slid right into her. She bounced up and down like a pogo stick and tried to keep it quiet in case there were any nosy neighbors lurking about. She stifled her groans with Jerry’s hair when she came all over him. Then she went back down to sucking him until she felt his hot cum shoot into her mouth.

"Can I ask you a question?" Heather said. This was a few minutes later after Jerry had fetched a couple more beers.

"Sure," he said. "What?"

"How come you haven’t tried to stick it up my butt yet?"

Jerry chuckled. "I don’t know. You like it like that?"

"Maybe. I like your fingers up there."

"Have you done it before?"

"I had a couple guys try it but they didn’t do it right. I wasn’t that enthusiastic about it. But I want to do it with you. I want to share everything with you."

"You talked me into it," Jerry said. "I’m ready. You want to do it now?"

"Don’t you think we should get some lube?"

"I’m sure there’s something in the kitchen we can use. Some Wesson’s or some olive oil or something."

"But I don’t want to smell like a Greek Salad!" she exclaimed.

"Why not," he said. "I like Greek Salads." He squeezed her titty and Heather pushed his hand away.

"Tomorrow," she said. "I’ll get some lube. Tomorrow I will give you my ass."

----

In the morning they only had a quickie because Heather said she had some shopping to do. She returned in the afternoon with two shopping bags. One was from a boutique known for sexy swimwear and lingerie; she said she’d show him the things in that bag later, when he could tear them off of her. The other bag she emptied onto the table: Seven bottles of lubricant.

"Seven different flavors," Heather said. "One for every day of the week!"

Jerry looked at the bottles. There was mint, watermelon, cherry vanilla, strawberry, lemon-lime, kiwi and coconut.

"Wow, you’re into this aren’t you?" he said.

"I’m into you," she said and kissed him. He tried to slip his hand down the back of her shorts. "No, not now. Tonight. I want to make it special."

----

That night Heather steamed mussels for their dinner. She said it was supposed to be some kind of aphrodisiac and she wanted her man hard and horny. She only nibbled, hardly ate a thing; she’d taken an enema earlier in the day.

After they cleaned up Heather handed Jerry a beer and told him to go sit on the back porch and drink it and stay there until she called him. She wanted to get ready for him.

She went outside and retrieved the bottle of champagne she had on ice. She drained the bucket and surrounded the bottle with fresh cubes and took it up to her bedroom. She lighted three scented candles and put one on each nightstand and one on the dresser so its glow reflected off the mirror. She set out the array of lubes and turned on some soft music. She stripped and put on her new see-through thong and her new skimpy see-through negligee. After a subtle spray of a light floral perfume she summoned her lover.

Jerry walked into her room and was hypnotized by what he saw. He felt like he’d walked into a brothel. The lighting was subdued from the flickering candles and the air conveyed a delicate scent of vanilla and pumpkin pie. He looked at Heather, his cousin, the girl he’d admired and coveted for many years, the body, the woman, that had now become his. She was drop-dead, knock-out gorgeous, scantily dressed in a short, sheer, sexy, meshy wrap. He felt inferior in his baggy shorts and t-shirt.

"Hello, Baby," Heather said, and they kissed. She turned around and picked up the bottle of champagne and handed it to Jerry to open.

Jerry popped the cork and poured two glasses and handed one to her.

Heather looked up into Jerry’s eyes, and said: "Let’s have a toast. Let’s raise a glass. Because my Jerry soon. Will be kissing my ass."

They clinked glasses and drank.

"That’s not all I’m gonna do," Jerry said. He put their glasses on the table and threw her onto the bed. He took off his shirt and fell down beside her.

He covered her with kisses and told how good she smelled and how foxy she was and how good she looked in her scanty sex wrap which left very little to the imagination. His hands were already underneath it and she was busy pulling down his shorts. They kissed passionately and Jerry already had wet, sloppy fingers and a hard cock. Then Heather wiggled her body down and around so they were in sixty-nine position.

"I want us to have our first orgasms now, get them out of the way," Heather said. "It shouldn’t take long, I’ve been thinking about this all day. I’m about to explode." She took his cock into her mouth.

Jerry licked her moist cameltoe through the tissue-thin mesh of her thong then rammed his tongue into her through the fabric. Heather sighed loudly despite a mouthful of dick. He yanked the the thong down until it was around her ankles. She squeezed his butt and fondled his balls and sucked his hot poker with gutsy strength. He sucked her clit into his mouth and slipped a finger into her asshole. She grunted as she sucked and Jerry’s nuts tightened in her hand as he swung his cock into her head.

Heather was right; she came in a flash flood. She took her mouth off of his member momentarily and she screamed with delight. Her body shook and she released as she fucked his face with her greasy open cunt. Barely finished coming herself, she was just starting to take Jerry’s cock back into her mouth when his own cum ejaculated, into her hair, onto her face and into her throat.

----

"Well, that was worth it," Heather said enthusiastically, as she wiped Jerry’s cum off of her face with the thong.

"Whew!" he said, and handed her another glass of champagne. "Incredible! You are a sex fiend, woman. Where have you been all my life?"

"Loving you from afar?"

"Enough of that shit!" he said. "I’m lovin’ you up close from now on."

"Me too."

"Another toast!" Jerry said. "To you, my cousin, my girl, my woman. I could have searched the world over for many years trying to find the love of my life. But all I would have found is that you were right here in front of me the whole time." He raised his glass.

"I think I’m going to cry," she said, her eyes watery.

"No crying. We’re drinking a toast and then I’m going to start playing with your ass."

They tapped glasses and drank and then they were down on the bed. Jerry kissed her and licked her and sucked her nipples through the gauzy negligee. She giggled when he flipped her over face-down on her belly.

"Ah, your ass is mine," Jerry laughed, and lightly slapped her butt. "Better do an inspection first." He ran his fingers over her cheeks and along her crack. She giggled when he spread her cheeks apart with a jerk. "Hmm....uh huh...just what I thought."

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