When Jessy put herself on my body in that desperate kiss, I wrapped my fingers through that mass of long, brown strands of her hair, which stuck to my skin like a soft curtain, increasing the heat it purged inside me. I lifted Jessy without any difficulty, small and tailor-made for my strong arms, slipping to lean on my body. The look of pure naughtiness on his rest, weighing even more when rubbing on my extremely erect cock.When she stood up, well leaning against me, with half-open lips, captivated by my desires, she let out a little moan and I spoke hoarsely:"I don't want anything like we did before.”"Are we going to fuck on the ceiling?”I laughed. In fact, there was little we hadn't done yet. And accessing the only area of Jessy's body that we have not yet explored was still a subject to be discussed previously. So I shook my head lightly, still touching her body as I lay her on the bed. Jessy watched me with curiosity."Let's make love.”"Hm..." she murmured, making a face.I k
Nothing could be time-consuming, no matter how much she liked it. To my credit, I was always willing to surprise her with my stubbornness, so I took even longer. I heard the mattress moaning when Jessy planted her feet on it, slightly raising her hip, seeking any friction between our skins, trying to rub herself. Even if she was able to give some shakes that stirred my already hard cock, I prevented her from continuing to move, practically trapping her in bed, my cock rubbing against her groin.I had the impression that Jessy did not always realize that I was much bigger than her, even if her voluminous body gave her some hope of being more than thirty centimeters smaller than me. There was still the fact that my bones were naturally large, that riding a bicycle for years strengthened my thighs, and that my arms were not thin at all after years of working in the garden. She was still too small for me, too easy to be contained, and it was in those rare moments when I put myself on her
Sweat began to slide down my back, in every movement of back and forth, entry and exit, each penetration and withdrawal. They were continuous movements, but calm, even though my blood roared in the veins. Even if Jessy held me with her nails on my biceps, asking for more, faster and stronger.I kept the pace calm, I was careful, and I did it slowly. Jessy moaned, still covering her mouth, and I pulled her hand lightly, because I wanted to hear it. I wanted to know how much she was controlling herself. And the sound of her moan in my ear broke all my self-control. Jessy arched when I pushed hard inside her, when I pressed enough for the bed to creak at a very fast pace to be just an occasional fix.I stood up slightly, leaning my knees on the bed, and lifted one of Jessy's legs to my shoulder. Thank God she was flexible, because that position... It almost made me cum ahead of time. Jessy squeezed the sheets with one hand, fighting against the desire to scratch something, and bit her li
The next day, after the approval and discreet blessings of the family matriarch, I felt less shocked to be in a house with six totally crazy women. It was still very early. A few hours after dawn, in fact.And that snowy and cold weather didn't give any incentive for walks or anything other than sticking under blankets and watching some movie about Christmas. Jessy was still sleeping, she would only go to her photo shoot after lunch, so we would have the whole afternoon free.During the night, from what her mother had been, they would have an important dinner with some sponsor of her daughters, and she invited me to go. I couldn't deny it. I was embraced by that family so spontaneously, even without yet making any commitment to Jessy, who would never refuse me to do anything.However, as I crawled out of the room where Jessy rested, I was abruptly pushed against the wall and Joana ran by. She wore a silk robe on top of a long sweater, and fired in search of someone who was already down
"My daughters complicate the easiest things in the world," sighed Jocelyn, deviating when an employee managed to pull one of the twins out of the confusion, and she went by kicking for us. "It's not a relationship that will take away our power. Jessy fears this kind of thing. She is afraid of suffering, the way I suffered for her father. But I've said a million times that she doesn't have to take care of this story, and that this is my thing. But my daughters feel wronged as long as they understand each other for us. Not even I can make them stop living with so much distrust of other people who don't even understand our past.”"Dd you never get married again? "I asked, aware that the noise in the kitchen would perfectly camouflage the subject."Never," she said, looking at me with intense light brown eyes. "The father of my daughters was my first and only love. After him, no one else was funny. And I think I must have failed at some point in the creation of the five, to have traumatiz
The employees ended up managing to prevent me from assaulting my sisters seriously, because they disturbed my sleep with that noise from hell, but while I was still hitting them, I noticed that Hazz was watching a newspaper. It was no big deal that he was doing that, but when he turned to me, I noticed it in the image on the first page and froze. Janine and Joana were dragged from the kitchen to the living room, and all the commotion of employees was over. Some still remained, but I waved to leave me alone with Hazz. None of my sisters or mothers returned when the kitchen doors were closed and we were alone."What is that? "He asked, raising the photo in the newspaper. I shrugged, quiet. I didn't know what to say. I had the impression that my eyes were wide, but I tried to stay very neutral. "Jessy, are you going out with someone else?”"No," I said in a tone of laughter.“So what’s going on?”"Ah, Hazz, no drama.”I took a step forward, wanting to take the newspaper out of his hands,
Hazz lowered his eyes, accepting the words as a slap. I was such a liar. So petty. Nothing would stop me from telling the truth. To say that, even though it was just sex, I had felt something else, and that I didn't know how to deal with it, that my world didn't fit Hazz's and that he would have to choose sooner or later. However, that sentimental cowardice never abandoned me, and I couldn't say what my heart roared so much inside my chest. I couldn't confess the truth."I just wanted to have understood what was happening," he said, his eyes shining. "You owed me some truth, Jessy. Because I was honest with you.”"I don't owe any satisfaction of my life to you, Hazz," I said in a low voice, although in such a harsh tone, that I no longer even recognized the person inside me.There was only that coldness, that famous one who did not let herself be carried away by anyone's opinion and who also cared little about the limits of others. That woman who not even in a thousand years would loo
A week has passed since I almost broke up with Jessy Jones.A week when I returned home, after a trip that had everything to be unforgettable, and even became, due to my heart in ruins. A week in which I ignored social networks and pretended not to see any Outdoor that stamped Jessy's face. A week when I worked at the nightclub to the point of exhaustion, without sleep, without almost eating. A week when not even the best of hobbies took me out of that end-of-day torpor.It shouldn't hurt as much as it did. She didn't even like me. I shouldn't even like her. It had been all for sex. All flirtations, all laughter, all traumatic revelations. Everything was just for that moment of pleasure that we only got with each other. I shouldn't feel so bad knowing that I would never see her again.That had to be a relief. The woman humiliated me in every way she could. It made me feel like less than nothing. Why would I be rummising over the fact that we weren't together? While I became even more
We didn't have time for provocations. Jessy moaned slylyly, the way she did when she couldn't contain herself, and I knew she was so involved in what she would cum before we could even play. And I really didn't want to be late. We would have time for that later. But now... I couldn't wait for her to adapt as I put myself whole inside her body.She was tighter after a month without using that part so much favorite for me. I penetrated to the bottom with all my will, all my extension entering at once, without any warning that I would do it that way. I seemed even bigger to Jessy after that whole month, as if even her body had been closed to no longer allow anyone to enter.She moaned when she felt the pain, but the moan became a whining when she felt the pleasure, and her body understood who was coming and gave me space for it. It was beautiful how she adapted, how she prepared for me. Your heat and humidity enveloped me, numbed me. And I let out a moan as I pressed one knee against the
I didn't know that the sex of a reconciliation could be so intense. So excessively crude. So animalistic and fierce. Jessy grabbed me by the collar of her shirt, holding me between her legs and pulling me to her body. She hugged me with legs, arms and mouth. She kissed me as if all the longing for the world wanted to escape from her chest.And I didn't have the courage to do less than repay that. I wouldn't ask for a conventional love, for a normal sex. My body was at the height of those longings too. Jessy was everything. The center of my whole world. And she could do what she wants with me. I didn't care anymore. Since we were together, I was more than satisfied.The wood from Jessy's dressing table creaked when she pushed me towards the mirror, forcing me to sit partially on the furniture, so that she wouldn't get so small, moving away to interrupt the kiss. With a predatory look, as if she was going to eat me alive, she stopped me with one hand. Jessy studied me, like an animal, w
"The only good people around me are my sisters and my mother," I spoke in a fragile tone, without wanting him to interpret the interruption as a lack of patience. "The fact that they liked you terrified me a little, but made me see how willing you seemed to put me as the center of your world.”"Are you afraid that I would steal my attention? "He suggested, innocently.I giggled low.”“No. I was afraid that they wanted you to really become a member of the family. And I was afraid you wouldn't want to.”" Why would I refuse?”"For my status" I shrugged, making a small face. "For my lifestyle being different from yours. Because if you agreed to be with me, Hazz, you could never continue with this simple life and having only what is necessary. You would have to adapt to luxury. To my common standard of living. And I was afraid that you would retreat if I proposed something like that. You saw what happened on our first unprotected date. I have a target on my back for my fortune, and if you
That photo shoot was something organized by Gabbie and my mother. The two really made me believe that a station was the best place to have a photo studio, and that the portfolio of the photographer named Ricardo deserved a test before he was sent to Jackie's team. So, I was already aware of where I was going before I left home. The anxiety was making me sweat cold, but I stood firm as I entered the station. Everyone recognized me, everyone began to comment, but I kept my chin high and didn't dare think if Hazz could have acted like an ex-shole and talked about me in all corners. A moment later, I noticed that the looks were one of admiration, and I allowed myself to relax. He wasn't anywhere until the beginning of the rehearsal. He should have been late, or simply been too busy with the rehearsal preparations. Anyway, there was a moment when he showed up and saw me, very close, but so far from my reach that I could only stand still and keep taking pictures.When it was all over, Hazz
Ricardo didn't have the dignity to tell me what the job of the day would be. Like all the other employees of the Station, he was doing everything to stand out as the most indispensable photographer. Ruth, however, was already back.The company was paying for her course, but now she was taking the lead again of the station, wanting to be aware of everything that happened before taking on the position that was offered to her.She was in the studio when I arrived, coordinating the team and observing the way we worked, not only to know which of us would be ready for another chance, but also to ensure that moral abuses did not occur anymore.That morning, Ricardo even shared a piece of his sandwich with me "and being a man of the same physical size as mine, the fact that he shared with me was something that should be taken into account ", in addition to avoiding calling me his usual derogatory nicknames. A look in general made me understand that Ruth or any other coordinator could have cau
I giggled low, watching her." Why don't we ever work out with anyone, Jo? "I asked softly.”My sister looked away, staring at our vast property, the waves of the sea down there, and the city far away from our luxurious residence. A wind sighed between us, messing up his golden brown hair. Joana never looked as beautiful as at that moment, as she contemplated my question and the dark horizon."I don't know, Jessy," she said at last. "I think that all people in the world always have some kind of problem in their lives, something that motivates them to continue living, you know? We have money, we have a family, we have fans and a lot of success. But our hearts are empty. That's our problem. We have to spend a lifetime looking for something that people usually find on any corner. I have rich friends, who can change boyfriends every fortnight, our younger sisters are proof of that.”"Yes, but I don't say in relation to a relationship. I say in relation to love. Why don't we work out with
I returned to that call, swearing to have heard Hazz's voice on the other side of the line, but no one answered me. With a loud grumbling, I turned off and threw my cell phone against the bedding, before getting up and walking to the balcony of my room. The night was cold, with so many clouds that it was difficult to see the moon, but some little stars emerged between that darkness to shine deep above our heads. In one of those stars, my father should be inhabiting now, grumbleing how crazy and lost his daughters were to the point of giving up a relationship that had everything to work out, ruined by pride.“ Thinking about the death of the calf? " asked Joana, taking a few steps forward. She appeared behind me, hugging me lightly by the waist. His blond hair fell on mine, forming a very beautiful mix for those who saw it from afar. We were opposites. Joana with colors that promised a storm of savagery, although it was a love. And me, innocent eyes like a rabbit, and hair that made me
" Not to mention that, it's not because Jessy is a celebrity and everything else," said Henrique, drinking his yakult and offered the other two that he had in his pocket for me and Emilia. " But it would really be worth chasing her, Hazz. I don't know what kind of woman you're looking for, but Jessy is everyone's type, even I'm only twelve years old.”"Every of me," said Emilia, getting a narrow eye from me. She sighed, rolling her eyes. "Yes, I was even a little angry that she was in her apartment on a night that I needed consolation, but Jessy Jones is a celebrity that everyone agrees not to be anything like what the media paints. So, she must be less scrotum and boring than they say out there. And, despite the barbs we exchanged, our first date was funny. I would like to have the opportunity to see her to apologize.”"So go after her," I shot, drinking my yakult and tying my face to Emilia. "You two, in fact, think that all I heard was bullshit. I had the right to feel used. In fac
Emilia hadn't lived with me for at least three weeks. And knowing this gave me a bigger reason to count the days, since this also meant that it had been four weeks "or more specifically speaking, a month" since Jessy and I stopped talking to each other. Sometimes, I didn't even remember very well how everything had gone wrong. Sometimes I woke up at dawn looking for her body in bed, even if we had only slept together for two days at most. Sometimes, when I watched A Beautiful Woman, I thought I would have liked to watch it with her. I thought I could have said I had seen that movie because of her. But that went by. After long sleepless nights, that had passed.I went back to my job at the station, already well aware that a new management was present in the company. As far as rumors reported, Ruth was now in one of the company's headquarters, learning the Human Resources course, to be able to assume the position. The employees were now working in a frenzy of fear and expectation. It wa