Simon & Jayne 2 - Something New

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Caution: This Erotic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Ma/Ma, Consensual, Romantic, Reluctant, BiSexual, Fiction, Cheating, Rough, Gang Bang, Group Sex, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Masturbation, Double Penetration, .

Desc: Erotic Sex Story: A sequel to "Simon & Jayne" - this story will make more sense if you've read the original story first. Simon & Jayne follow up their first lustful encounter. Jayne has a surprise for Simon

The annoying chiming of the airplane's "fasten your seat belt" warning light, broke Simon's reverie of his last, and only encounter, with Jayne.

He finished his in-flight scotch with a sigh.

That day seemed so long ago - they'd arranged to meet the following day but events conspired against them. She'd been called away at short notice to attend a new office launch and by the time she'd got back he'd been flown over to the firms West Coast offices to firefight a professional negligence claim.

He'd been popping back to NY periodically, but family commitments had prevented them getting together.

They'd kept in touch swapping emails and skyping, including the odd nude photograph and a very hot session when they had masturbated in front of each other ... but still Simon was looking forward to the real thing again.

Jayne re-read her message to Simon with a satisfied smirk and then hit "send". She had no idea where he was at the moment, but she had sent him a very provocative message detailing events she had set up for the following evening. Hopefully, he'd be able to make it. Their last encounter had stayed on her mind for weeks and couldn't compete with the flirtatious emails or sexy photos. Even their playfully raunchy Skype session hadn't been on par with the real deal and Jayne was hungry for more.

That man was seriously addicting - almost frighteningly so. He had a way of popping into her thoughts at a moment's notice and turning her knees to jelly, heating her cunt with delicious arousal.

Simple memories of his mouth on hers or those decadent fingers inside her wetness, stroking her to oblivion, wet enough to make her have to catch her breath.

And that cock ... Jesus. She missed it. Pictures simply weren't enough. She squirmed in her chair with a frustrated sigh. The text had been short and to the point - inviting him to a suite at a nearby hotel tomorrow evening at 8 pm, sharp. A friend of hers, though she declined to offer their gender - would be joining them there and he could expect a night of mind-blowing sexual proclivities. If he was up for it, all he needed to do was respond with "Yes" and she'd send him the room number. She tucked her phone into her purse and tried to focus on the work that was in front of her. With predictable timing Simon's phone chimed a text alert just as he climaxed, his hand giving a one last deliberate jerk, hot sticky cum spraying out and over his fist.

Once the orgasm had subsided he looked at the screen and saw it was from Jayne.

He eagerly grabbed a tissue from the box on the desk in his study, and started to clean up the still warm semen from his hand so he could pick up his phone to read the text.

He smiled and replied "hell yes, I guess I better bring two bottles of champagne then!"

Once the text was sent he turned back to the computer screen and stopped the slideshow of naked pictures of Jayne which had proposed him with the stimulus for his self-pleasuring...

After receiving Simon's eager text, Jayne began readying everything smoothly. The following night arrived sooner than she imagined and as she clicked open the hotel suite's door, a rush of images bombarded her mind. Despite it being a completely different hotel than the one Simon used for "work", she could still picture his mouth between her thighs as she stood in nothing but her thigh highs and heels, could still hear the word "please" escape his mouth as she took his thick pulsing cock into her mouth. The smell of sweat and sex drifted through her nostrils on the tail of a memory of his sobbing gasp as he came deep within her, nasty words spewing on her own orgasm. She shut the door behind her and took a deep breath, glancing at her watch. It was 7:30, Simon would be arriving by 8 and she had told Gabriel to meet them no later than ten to 8, wanting him to be there before Simon. She dropped her purse on the counter and disappeared into the bathroom to double check her appearance. The simple deep blue sheath dress fit her curves nicely in all the right areas, hiding more than it showed in a deliberate tease. She'd worn a dark grey pair of thigh highs edged with lace to commemorate their last "meeting". On her feet were her best and tallest strappy stilettos that made her legs look a mile high. Her hair was loose and curled gently over her shoulders to the tops of her breasts and her makeup was done tastefully light. Pushing down a drop of nervousness, she settled herself on the edge of the bed to wait. It wasn't long before a knock on the door let her know of Gabriel's prompt arrival and she stood, opening the door to let him in. With a light kiss to his lips, she grinned. "I hope you're ready for some fun. Simon most likely believes you're some hot girlfriend of mine!" Simon had his own arrangements to make ahead of tomorrow evening.

He dialled through to the salon "Hi Gwendoline, sorry its short notice, but could you fit me in for a wax, yes the usual".

Half an hour later, having scheduled a fictitious meeting, Simon was naked on all fours as Gwendoline liberally applied hot wax to his arse crease.

Simon smiled, he wouldn't say being waxed was pleasurable, but Gwendoline was an expert and the pain was very minimal. The oiling and the sensation of the warm wax was certainly arousing.

"Just a shame Gwendoline is in her sixties" he mused wryly "a happy ending would set me up a treat for tomorrow night"

Turning over he let Gwendoline work her magic, leaving his ball and dick silky smooth. Gwendoline arched an eyebrow as his dick stiffened more than usual as she applied the oil and wax, somebody was feeling horny she thought...

The rest of the wait seemed interminable to Simon, but the next evening rolled around eventually.

Simon checked himself in the elevator, he'd come straight from work and was in a charcoal pin stripe suit, with an open neck white Egyptian cotton shirt.

He knocked on the door of Jaynes room, his dick already rock hard for her...

At the knock on the door, Jayne knew it could only be one person and a spear of nerves shot through her, making her breath catch. She had no idea why she was so anxious and so she shoved it down. Stroking a hand down Gabriel's naked chest, she left him on the bed where he lay wearing just his jeans. Padding over to the door, Jayne stood there for a moment before opening it onto the devilishly charming face of Simon. "Right on time, darling," she purred, stepping back and sweeping a hand into the suite. "Come in. There's someone I'd like you to meet..." Letting the door shut behind him, Jayne paused him with a hand on his chest, tugging him to her by his tie. "You in a suit ... It simply undoes me, Mr. Vaughn," she murmured before capturing his mouth with hers in a quick but hungry kiss, ending it with a nip to his soft lower lip. She took his hand and led him into the bedroom where Gabriel lay, half propped up on his arms, dark eyes curious as Simon entered. His hair was dark and slightly long, but neat.

"Simon, this is Gabriel. A friend of mine. I think you two should get on fabulously..." Simon had a moment to take in the loveliness of Jayne before she kissed him, even that brief contact making his head swim with desire as he inhaled her sweet fragrance.

He ran his hand down her spine and over her ass, thrilled at the sheer sensation of her dress, before scooping low over her thighs - was that the lace of hold-ups he thought to himself with a smile, his dick hardening further at the thought, pressed against the soft curve of Jayne's tummy.

As she pulled away and started to speak, Simon realised there was a half-naked man on the bed.

His mood darkened instantly, and he turned to face Jayne, his back towards this Gabriel, with a slightly petulant scowl he said in a low tone

"When you said a friend, I thought you meant a female friend. I'm not into men"

Jayne ran her fingertips along the curve of his jaw, shaking her head. "Oh, don't pout!" She leaned up to whisper in his ear, while one hand travelled over the flat plane of his stomach to the hardened cock that pressed through his pants. "Tell me it wouldn't be incredibly hot to watch him fuck my cunt while you fuck my mouth until I gag. Or vice versa..." Her fingernails raked over that twitching bulge as she drew back with a smirk. "Gabriel listens to me, submissive little thing. He won't do anything I don't give him permission to do. Including touching you." Jayne ran her tongue over her lips, amber eyes bright with excitement, and took a step back, taking one of Simon's hands and guiding it under the hem of her dress. She held his hand to the crotch of her blue lace thong, letting him feel the wetness there. "I can't lie and say it doesn't turn me on to think of you shoving that delicious cock of yours into his ass, though..."

With a shift of her hips, Jayne rubbed herself against the flat of his palm, already so wet and hot for him, as she leaned forward to run her tongue along his neck, tasting the scent that was him. "I've missed you..." she purred, nipping gently along his throat. "Don't fight with me over this, Simon ... Nothing will happen that you don't wish to..." Simon smiled in spite of himself, just when he thought he had a handle on Jayne's wantonness she surprised him still further.

The hot squishy warmth of her pussy radiating through the skimpy material of her thong and into his palm helped make his decision,

"For you" he murmured softly into her lips " ... but I choose the next plaything"

He snaked a hand around her waist and pulled her to him, sealing her mouth with his before she had chance to respond, his tongue ploughing salaciously into her mouth, as his other hand roughly cupped her entire pussy and squeezed in a firm insistent manner.

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