Devils child

Untitled Part 18

It had been a quiet day. After dealing with so much stress caused by whom I thought were my best friends, all I wanted to do was rest.

I was lying on the couch in Jason's living room; that's where I had been all day. I took my phone out to check the time-it read 5:13. I was surprised that it was so late yet nothing had come up. No fights, no arguments, no Chad. Today was an odd day...but I loved it. I put my phone down beside my and pushed myself up into a sitting position. 'Maybe I could get away with going to bed early today' I thought to myself. 'After all, if something were to happen, it would have happened by now.' I said to reassure myself, not wanting to go to sleep and be awaken by another fucked up event.

I grabbed my phone and walked to my bedroom, but stopped in the kitchen to get me some juice. The cool rush of the liquid down my throat gave me such a warm feeling inside. Within seconds, the juice was gone and the glass I had used to drink it from was bone dry. I then continued walking to my room.

The door was closed. I find that odd because I can't remember shutting the door...Then again, I don't remember the last time I was in my room all to well anyway. I brushed off the weird feeling I had about this situation and pushed open the door ever so cautiously. The lights were off. I scanned the wall with my hand looking for the light switch that I knew was there somewhere. Finally, I found it and flipped the switch up. The lights came on, hurting my eyes for a brief second from the sudden flash. Once my vision adjusted, there in my bed with my blankets draped over his lower half, I saw him.

Jason. He was laying on his side with his head propped up by his arm. His soft blue eyes were locked onto me and his smile was irresistible, I had no choice but to smile back. He lifted his hand and beckoned me to join him with his index finger. I obeyed, and as I stepped up to the bed he stood up with the blanket tied around his waist at the back. I thought he simply covered himself with it.

"Hey Christina." Jason cooed into my ear. Suddenly, I got a warm feeling that rushed all throughout my body as he ran his fingers up my side. His hand finally reached my face and when it did, he leaned in and passionately kissed me. His lips felt so soft and...intoxicating pressed up against mine. He gently bit my lip, then pulled away from me and smiled. With every passing second I was falling more and more in love-or lust-with him.

He grabbed my hands and guided them to the blanket wrapped around his waist. I felt his member underneath the thin sheet. He flexed and it bounced up and hit my hand. Watching his cock bob up and down through the blanket made me want it. I grabbed and tugged on it gently through the covers. As my hand moved up and down the length of his shaft, it grew. It grew and it grew...Finally it stopped, as far as I could tell. He smiled and kissed me once more. I reached around to his back and untied the knot that held the blanket in place. It dropped to the floor, and there he stood, naked, right in front of me.

It wasn't until he stopped kissing me that I got to look at his entire body. His shoulders were broad and his pectoral muscles were defined by his tight set of abs just below them. Further down his member throbbed, waiting to be played with. His skin was pale, but his dick was slightly darker and showed a faint shade of red.

While I was admiring his hard cock he grabbed me by the shoulders and threw me on the bed, then climbed on top of me. He pressed his body against mine as he kissed me deeply. I couldn't hold back the quiet moan that escaped my throat, and it only made him more intimate. Jason sat up straight and tore my shirt down the middle with his bare hands. Then he yanked my blue jean pants off of me, leaving me in only my bra and underwear.

I grabbed Jason and pulled him close to me. He bypassed my lips and kissed my neck. His lips pressed into me while he gyrated his hips and grinded me. He stopped for a second, only to undo my bra and throw it the floor. I pushed my panties down to my legs and before I could completely take them off, I felt Jason stick himself into my vagina.

Holy shit it felt so good...I couldn't help but arch my back up off the bed, but Jason forced me back down and shoved himself deeper into me. I ran my fingers down his back, then gripped the blankets so I had something to hold on to. He buried his face in between my breasts and kissed my chest. Then he made his way to my neck, and then my lips. He never stopped thrusting his hips, sending his pulsing cock in rhythm with my bouncing body. Up, down, up, down-in, out, in, out. I moaned into his mouth and he breathed on top of me. Every inhale, every exhale only made me want him more. Jason let out a long sigh as he pulled his firm dick out of me. Jason laid on his back beside me then commanded me to "Get on."

Obediently I did what I was told and sat on his pale, throbbing dick. He thrusted all the way inside me and held my hips so that I was locked into place. Jason threw his head back and opened his mouth in ecstasy. Seeing him in so much pleasure, I just had to give him more. I leaned forward and set my hands on his ripped abs, then began bouncing up and down and gyrating my hips forward and back. Jason's moans got louder with every bounce. Fuck....this felt good...

*Jason*

For a moment, I was paralyzed by the sensation of Christina bouncing on top of me. I lay there, and finally I am able to take control. As she bounces I force my dick further inside of her than before. She lets out moan after moan and tells me, "Don't stop Jason...Don't stop." And I don't. I thrust harder and she moans louder. I reach up and squeeze her boobs that sway up and down, left and right. She looks me in the eyes-her hair falls to the side of her face where her mouth is agape.

"Come here." I say and she leans in to kiss me. As she kisses me I speed up the pace of my hips and tighten my grip on her thighs. She latches on to my shoulders and wiggles her hips to torture my cock. As I'm about to cum I pull her down onto me and penetrate the deepest part of her wet pussy and send shot after shot of sperm through her. She screams-not in fear, rather a scream of satisfaction or pleasure; a hard, driving orgasm basically. She breathes heavily into my mouth and lets out a small laugh. I can't help but smile too, and I lean up and kiss her passionately. Christina's tongue brushes past my lips, then I playfully bite hers. She slowly pulls away from me and hops off my now limp dick that's covered in traces of my own cum. What's left of my unborn children, Christina sucks off. She stands beside the bed, naked, and seductively blows a kiss and winks at me.

I smile and lie back on the bed, letting my cock rest after participating in that wild rodeo. Christina walks out the room; I close my eyes and relax on the bed. I could get used to this life.