Omaha Squad Smuts

Jack Gilinsky: Caught By Family

-Background-
Who else loves getting caught fucking in the bathroom at a family get-together? Great impression.
-Your POV-
"What should I wear, babe?", I yell out to Jack as I'm rummaging through the mountains of clothes in our closet. He's just now getting out of the shower and we have to be at his parents' house in 30 minutes. "I don't know... something casual? It's just a get-together. Nothing too big, so you don't have to dress all fancy or anything", he responds, pulling a tshirt off of a hanger. It's only my second time being around his family, so I can't dress like a bum. They all expect him to show up in raggedy, normal clothes, of course. I'm still making an impression. I need to find the perfect outfit. I pull a gray dress out of one of the piles and lift it up. It has a cut-out back and long sleeves. "Is this too revealing?", I question, holding the material up against my body so Jack can see. He shakes his head 'no'. I sigh at his response. He never pays attention, he didn't even look up. I decide to pair the dress with black Louboutins. I look in the bathroom mirror and realize that you can see my underwear line through the thin fabric. Jack comes up behind me and smirks. He pulls at the stretchy material and lifts it, letting it slap against my skin. "Quit", I snap at Jack, slightly annoyed. He puts his hands up as a silent apology. He pulls his phone out of his jeans, "We are officially 30 minutes late." "Fuck", I say under my breath. I don't have time to do my makeup. I grab my phone and head towards the door. Jack follows behind me with the keys. We both hop in the car and start our journey to his parents' house. "What?", I ask Jack. I can feel him staring at me. "Nothing. You look gorgeous, that's all", he responds, reaching for my hand to hold. Our fingers interlock and I smile. We arrive at the house and I feel nauseous. I get so nervous around his family. I just want them to adore me like his high school girlfriends. He rings the doorbell and we're greeted by his mother's bright smile. "Hello sweetie", she embraces Jack in a warm hug, "and Jack's girlfriend... y/n, was it?", she releases him and turns to me. "Yes. It's nice to see you again, Mrs. Gilinsky", I reach to shake her hand. I try to put on my friendliest smile, even though I feel as if I'm going to throw up. "Family hugs", she pulls me in for a loving hug. I'm surprised by her sudden motions. I pat her back awkwardly, just to let her know that I appreciate the gesture. She separates our bodies and smiles once again before walking us in the house. We go to the living room and we're greeted by the rest of his family. A wave of nervousness washed over me and I feel even more sick than before. "Jack, where's the restroom?", I pull his shoulder down and whisper in his ear. "Down the hall to the right. Why? What's wrong? Do you need anything?", he responds. "I'm fine. I'll be right back", I say, leaving him alone in the room of unfamiliar faces. I walk to the bathroom and lock the door. I don't even lift the toilet seat lid, I just sit. My head is spinning. I don't know why being around new-ish people has such a big impact on me. I feel like going home, but I don't want to sound rude or disappoint Jack's family. All of these thoughts flowing through my brain, I get startled by a light knock on the door. "Yes?", I speak up, on the verge of tears. "Babe, it's me. Are you ok?" I hear Jack's comforting voice. I get up and open the door, "Yeah." "Let me in", he whispers, trying to push his way through. "No, Jack. What are you doing?", I panic as he gets in and shuts the door behind him, locking it. "I can tell you're nervous, just let me help out", he pleads, rubbing his hand over my arm. "What? How?" "Just stop worrying. I'll take care of everything, babe", he says right before attaching his lips to my neck. He sucks lightly and licks over the slightly bruised skin. I hold my moans in, hoping he'll stop. He moves down and leaves love bites along my collarbone. "Stop, Jack", I say lowly, secretly praying he won't. He lifts his head and looks in my eyes, "I'm trying to take the nerves away, ok? Let me help you?", he asks with hope in his voice. "Ok", I respond. "Take off your clothes and get on the counter", he says, giving me space to do so. I take my heels off and pull the gray material off of my body. I slide out of my underwear and hop on the counter. Jack kneels in front of me, "Spread your legs, y/n." I obey him and let him come eye to eye with my core. "Already wet for me hmm?", he smirks up at me. I feel the wetness growing, along with the redness on my cheeks. He pushes one lone digit in my pussy, and attaches his plump lips to my clit. He sucks vigorously as he pumps his finger in and out of me. My head tilts back and I put my hand over my mouth to hush the moans that are so desperately attempting to escape. He circles his tongue around my clit and hums to send vibrations through my core. He adds another finger and my legs begin to shake due to my upcoming orgasm. He curls his fingers and hits my gspot. "Cum for me, baby." He pumps his fingers faster and his words only add to the amazing amount of pleasure I was receiving. "Cum for me, y/n", he says again. He hums against my skin as he sucks at my sensitive clit. I feel my orgasm rushing through my veins. Pure ecstasy running through me. I moan out Jack's name, but it's muffled by my hand. He licks me clean and stands up. He kisses me, forcing his tongue into my mouth, allowing me to taste myself. It's much different from anything I've ever experienced. My fingers find his hair and I grasp and pull on the roots. A knock on the door parts us. Our eyes widen as we realize I have no clothes on and Jack has a huge bulge. "Uh Yeah?", Jack calls out. "Is everything alright in there? Everyone is waiting on you and y/n", his mother says through the door. "We're good. Y/n was just fixing her... um her dress", Jack lies. I hit his shoulder and question why he would make such a dumb excuse. He shrugs his shoulders. I grab my dress and try to put it back on, but Jack stops me. "What the fuck?", he says, holding onto my arm. "What? Let go. I want to put my dress back on." "I can't go back out there like this", he motions towards the bulge in his pants. "Oh, sorry. I forgot", I sigh. "Well what do you want to do?", I look up at him. He furrows his eyebrows, "Fuck you... duh." I roll my eyes at his tone. "Yeah practice rolling your eyes babe... that's exactly what you're going to be doing when I'm fucking you", he takes a step towards me. He turns me around and pulls his pants down, letting them pool around his ankles. He grabs my wrists and holds them behind my back. I curve my back as he thrusts into me harshly, not allowing me to adjust to his enormous size. "Jack. Fuck, baby", I whimper. The sound of his skin slapping against mine is loud and I fear that someone will hear it, but I'm too caught up in reaching my second orgasm. I free one of my wrists from his grasp and reach down to rub my clit. Jack grunts as I clench around him. "Baby", he breathes. I feel his thrusts become slower, so I push my ass out, meeting his movements. He lays a hand on my ass, guiding me. "I'm close", I say, breathless. The knot in my stomach finally explodes and my walls clench around Jack one more time and another wave of ecstasy washes over me in my second orgasm of the day. Jack moans at the feeling of me clenching and releases inside of me. He pulls out, and wipes the sweat off of his forehead with the back of his hand. I put my dress back on and attempt to fix my hair. "You good?", I turn to Jack, who is now fully dressed too. He nods and I slowly open the bathroom door. We walk out to a silent, awkward room. Everyone turns and looks at us. "Hey", I sit at the dinner table and join them. "I see you two had some fun?", his dad speaks up. "Huh?", Jack says, attempting to act unaware. "Y/n's panties are hanging out of your pocket, son", Mr.Gilinsky says. I turn around and sure enough... there are my black lacy underwear halfway tucked into his pocket. Everyone directs their attention to his pocket and I'm on the verge of tears. Fuck. This is so embarrassing. I get up and walk to the car. I lean against the car and hang my head down. So much for a good impression. Jack walks out and unlocks the car. We both climb in. "I'm sorry. It's my fault", he says, knowing that I'm upset. "It's fine", I respond. I didn't even realize he had put my panties in his pocket.