From Thug To Pornstar: I Reincarnated As Jonny Sins, So What!
Chapter 77: The formula

Chapter 77: Chapter 77: The formula

"Make sure it’s completely wrapped in tissue so it doesn’t make a mess," I call after him, lying back and moving my hand to my clit. Fuck! This has got to be the weirdest sex I’ve ever had. But there is something extremely arousing about his wide-eyed discovery of how it feels to fuck. Mmmmm. I’ll just help this along a little.

"Should I just put another one on?" he asks as he walks back into the bedroom with his cock jutting out in front of him.

"Are you ready to go again?" I ask excitedly, pulling my fingers from my dripping pussy.

"Sure," he answers, sitting on the bed and opening another package. He rolls it over his cock like he’s been doing it for years and then climbs up over me, pausing to suck my aching nipples before positioning his cock against my splayed open lips.

"That last one didn’t count," he smiles as he glides his cock into my steamy cunt. "This one’s for you Aunt Sara," he says, plunging deep into my cavernous opening and grinding his pelvic bone against my clit.

"Yes!" I moan, wrapping my arms around him and pulling his mouth to mine. After a few awkward thrusts, he picks up a rhythm and I’m moving right with him. Now, this is fucking! My pussy once again is ignited in fiery pleasure, oozing creamy lubricant all up and down his pistoning cock.

"Oh yeah!" I pant. "So good!... sooo good!... soo... fucking... good!" I breathe each word on the downward thrust of his cock. My pussy is electrified, sending pleasure surges throughout my whole body as I suck his tongue into my mouth and scrape my nails across his back.

"Mmmpppphhhhh." Muffled moans echo through our mouths as our rhythm increases and he slams into me with a renewed vigor. My pussy is so hot it’s melting. I can’t feel the physical presence of it, just the immense pleasure building through the lower half of my body reaching towards the final summit.

"Oh fuuuucccck!" I scream, breaking the kiss as my orgasm builds. I tighten my arms around him as he drives me to the crest. He’s driving me crazy. There is nothing I can do except hold on hoping he’ll last a few seconds more!

"So close... so close... so fucking close!" I gasp for breath as he takes me over the top. "Yeeeeeeeeeessssssssss!" I clamp my legs around his body, gripping his cock like a hot, slippery vice! The pleasure radiates through my body and I shake uncontrollably, barely aware of his release until he collapses on top of me.

"Arrrggghhhhhh!" he groans, his cock convulsing inside my quivering pussy. His mouth finds mine and we kiss passionately while riding out the sensual aftershocks of our intense coupling. Our sweat soaked chests heave against each other forcing us to break our kiss and gasp for air.

"That.. was... indescribable," he says, looking questioningly into my eyes.

"Explosive," I whisper, unable to find the strength to talk.

"Really?" he asks, hoping I’m not just saying it.

"You’ll definitely be invited back." I almost laugh as his smile spreads across his face. He starts to ease out of me and I pull him back in.

"Not yet," I sigh, pulling him down on top of me. "Girls like to savor the feeling for a while," I explain. "With a condom, you don’t want to wait too long but we don’t like it if you pull out too quickly."

"Okay," he says, settling back down on me and kissing my neck. His chest pressing against my sensitive nipples triggers a spasm in my pussy and I swear I feel his cock stirring again.

"Save some for tomorrow," I tell him. "I have to work tonight," I say, slapping his ass playfully as we start to kiss again.

"Oh shit!" he says, breaking the kiss and the blissful mood. "I can’t tomorrow, Aunt Sara," he groans. "My guidance counselor scheduled some scholarship interviews for me. They’ve been scheduled for months. I have to go to them."

"Of course you do!" I tell him. "That’s more important!" I say, surprising myself by how disappointed I am. "Not more fun," I add, squeezing my pussy muscles around his spent cock. "But definitely more important."

"I’m sorry, Aunt Sara," he says.

"Don’t worry," I smile. "We’ll just have to work extra hard on Thursday. We’ll have a complete run through; a dress rehearsal for your date."

"Or an undress rehearsal," he laughs.

"An undress rehearsal it is!" I laugh with him. "We can role play the entire date starting from when we get to the apartment," I tell him. "Have you talked to Megan about coming here?"

"Yeah, I talked to her today," he smiles. "She’s even more excited than I am, if that’s possible. She doesn’t even want to go to a movie or anything, she wants to just spend the entire evening here," he says, his voice reflecting his disbelief at his good fortune.

"That’s great!" I tell him. "I don’t work Thursday night so we can do the undressing, the foreplay, the oral sex... the whole enchilada!" My pussy comes alive thinking about the endless possibilities that Thursday night presents. Damn! Wish I didn’t have to work tonight!

*****

Wednesday seems to last a week. Without Jeremy’s visit to look forward to, I sleep late, take a leisurely bath and go into work early. I’m distracted throughout my shift with ideas for Thursday night. I want Jeremy to give Megan not only the best sex she’s ever had but also the best sex she’s ever likely to have. I decide she needs to have at least four mind-blowing orgasms, two oral and two fucking. Of course, Jeremy will have to practice this on me Thursday night! Maybe four isn’t enough...

On Thursday, I meet Jeremy at the door, wearing a button up blouse, a pleated skirt and my most conservative bra and panties. We get into character and act like we’ve just arrived. When he closes the door, I pull him into my arms and kiss him eagerly like I think Megan might do.

"This is great that your aunt let you use her apartment," I tell him, staying in character.

"Yeah," he smiles. "She’s pretty special," he says, leading me into the living room. "Do you want anything to drink?" he asks. "My aunt usually has cokes and stuff."

"No," I shake my head. "I just want you."

"Do you want to go into the bedroom?" he asks, and then abruptly breaks character. "This is weird, Aunt Sara," he complains.

"Okay, let’s skip all this stuff," I agree, leading him into the bedroom.

"Do you want to give Megan a night of mind-blowing sex?" I ask, turning to face him just inside my bedroom.

"Sure," he says, his face beaming with excitement.

"I’m going to tell you exactly how to do that," I smile. "Foreplay first," I tell him. "Lots of kissing and touching before you get undressed. Then you gradually undress her, complimenting each part of her body as you slowly unveil it." He’s starring intently at me like he’s memorizing a formula. Maybe he is.