Jiara smut

Friends with bends pt 4

continuation of part 3)

Kiara pov

"better luck next time dude" JJ said, patting the guy on the shoulder. i mouthed a silent 'sorry' but he just stared at me with shocked eyes. me and JJ dipped as quick as possible, removing ourselves from the awkward conversation awaiting us.

we joined the main party and sat down on a free sofa. we were talking to a group of pogues, but i noticed JJ constantly shifting in his seat and it wasn't until i crossed his arms on his lap, that i realised what the problem was.

"you wanna go to the twinkie?" i whispered in his ear so the others didn't hear.
"why, did you leave something in there?" he asked, absolutely oblivious.
"you are so clueless sometimes" i said before grabbing his hand and leading him outside. we walked past many people but luckily no one really noticed us.

we got into the back of the van and JJ sat down on the seat, starting to get at what i was doing.
"we literally made it a rule for John B and Sarah to not have sex in the van" JJ said.

"well we're not Sarah and John B, are we?"

"i guess not" he said before pulling me down onto his lap. i straddled him and he gripped my hips tightly, trying to push me down onto him to relieve the pressure in his pants.

i inched up his t-shirt so it was just above his abs and i trialed my nails over the defined lines.

"now what's this we have here?" i said, getting a feel of his dick, over his jeans. he breathed out heavily, watching my hand.

"i probably could've cummed in my pants just from watching you earlier"

jesus christ.

he peppered kisses on my neck as i unbuttoned his jeans and pulled his boner out. he looked down at my hand as i slowly stroked and squeezed him. i licked my hand and then returned to my actions, cursing some groans out of him.

i attached my lips to his earlobe and neck, sucking harshly. he slightly pushed his hips up, trying to me meet my hand but i just grounded him by pushing my body further onto his.

after a while, i climbed off of him and kneeled between his legs.
"stop looking at me like that" he said.
"like what?" i asked, even though i knew what he meant.
"you know what i mean" he breathed out, tipping head back as i slowly pumped him.

i kitten licked his tip, sucking on the pre-cum that spilled out the top. i kept my eyes on him, i mean it was a beautiful sight to see. he moaned quietly when i took him fully into my mouth. i pumped whatever i couldn't fit in and i twirled my tongue around his dick.

he put my hair into a makeshift pony tail, attempting to keep it out the way of my face. he pushed my head down slightly further and squeezed his eyes shut. i occasionally removed my mouth just to chuckle at his dazed out state.

i took as much of him as i could and slightly gagged on his cock. "don't take too much" he said, slightly pulling my head up. but i gave him 'the eyes' and pushed my head down as far as possible, gagging again. moans dropped from his mouth continuously and he was breathing so hard that his chest visibly rose.

"Kie i'm gonna c-cum" he warned me, but i just continued, leading him to his high.
"fuck fuck f-," he moaned out and his hips jolted as he came down my throat. i rode him through his high until it was all out. i wiped my mouth and looked back up at him. he used his thumb to wipe the mascara off my under eyes, where my eyes had slightly watered.

"thank you" he said, before kissing me softly, his hands on my waist.
"anytime" he smiled and then we left the van, making sure the coast was clear.