Chapter 17: Jade

Tuesday, August 15, 2023

“Oh. My. God!” Fanny screamed as she approached my car with her bags in tow. I braced myself as she slammed into me. Her hug threatened to break my ribs, and then her lips mashed into mine. For a moment, I thought she would undress me right there in the airport terminal pick-up. Fortunately, she didn’t. We quickly got her bags into the trunk, and once we were seated inside the car, she turned me and kissed me again.

Our kiss went from a peck to a long, slow-burn make-out. Finally, a cop tapped on the window and told me to move along or get a ticket. I pulled away from the curb, my face burning hot.

In a breathless voice, Fanny asked, “Can we fuck at the cell phone lot before we get on the freeway?”

I belted out a laugh before leaning over and kissing her again. “I missed you, too.”

“Now, drive somewhere!” Fanny ordered.

I had taken the day off work, knowing Fanny would want some attention the moment she got back into town. Clearly, I wasn’t wrong. The moment I hit the freeway to leave Denver heading south, Fanny leaned down, fished my cock out of my panties, and inhaled it. To my amazement, she took me deep into her throat until her lips pressed against my pubic bone.

“Shit!” I exclaimed. “Where did you learn to do that?”

Fanny popped off my phallus like she’d been sucking on a popsicle. Then she kissed my cheek. “I’ve been practicing my deep-throating. Did I forget to mention that?”

I grabbed the back of her head and shoved her back onto my thick rod. It took great focus not to let my eyes roll back as I enjoyed her blowjob, but I managed to watch the road while she pleasured my meat for several minutes.

“Mmm,” she moaned into me. The vibrations from her throat sent waves of pleasure up and down my shaft.

“Fuck, Fanny,” I said. “It’s too much.”

Then she popped off me, lifted my shaft toward my stomach, and snaked her tongue out so her lips kissed the base of cock while she teased my clit with her tongue. A second surge of pleasure tore through my body, and my hips jumped. I shrieked, and my spunk splattered out of the tip of my penis into Fanny’s waiting mouth. She sucked furiously, capturing every drop of my cum and groaning as she did so, as though she hadn’t had a proper meal in weeks.

I half-closed my eyes as my climax washed over me, but I forced myself to stay alert. I didn’t want to be known as the dick girl who died with her cock inside somebody else’s mouth. Fanny continued to suck and lick until she was sure every drop of my cum had been ingested. Then she lifted off of me, opened her mouth, and revealed a mouthful of white coating her tongue before swallowing it down.

“So good,” she said. “How in the hell is it your cum tastes like chocolate?”

I laughed. “No idea. I don’t make it a habit of eating my own cum.”

“What if I shared it with you?”

I thought about it. “Maybe?”

“Uh ... hypocrite! Remember when Kitt fucked me and came inside me, then you licked my cum and his out of my pussy? And then put your tongue down my throat?”

I blushed. “Maybe?”

Fanny let out a small scream. “Speaking of Kitt! Holy fuck! I almost forgot to tell you this! On the plane ride, this guy sat next to me!” She paused and started searching through her backpack.

“Kitt sat next to you on the plane?” I asked.

“No!” Fanny found what she was looking for: a water bottle. She chugged half of it before swallowing. “Sorry. Thirsty! Okay, where was I? Right. This guy starts talking to me about his life and how he had to get out of Colorado for a while because his wife cheated on him and how he found a picture of her on the internet. He recognized her by the wedding ring because her face wasn’t in the frame. He took a screenshot of the photo, which, to be honest, was hot but very X-rated. Like, who shows a stranger on a plane an X-rated photo of his wife?”

“Oh, wow. That’s kinda crazy.”

“No! That’s not the crazy part!” Fanny cried. “I haven’t gotten there yet. You gotta give me a little more time. This guy starts talking about how much his whore wife has humiliated him and how he dug into her cheating partner’s Reddit history, and now he knows his identity. The man who fucked this guy’s wife is an amateur porn star named Super Schlong. And the guy on the plane is trying to decide what to do with the information. So naturally, that makes me curious, and I decided to look up who Super Schlong is. And Jade ... It’s Kitt!”

“Kitt?” I repeated. “My ex, Kitt?”

“Yes! He’s doing porn. His dick is huge! I don’t know if he had surgery or what, but it is way bigger than it was when you and I tag-teamed him. That’s for sure. He has a bunch of followers on For Fans Eyes. Like a lot. He’s probably making good money.”

“Wait. Kitt’s dick is bigger? Like how much bigger?”

“Huge, Jade. He’s got a monster, foot-long cock, and his cumshots are massive.”

Kitt suddenly had a huge penis? How was that possible? Nothing I knew about could make somebody’s dick that much bigger. I needed to see it for myself.

“I’m not even done telling you all the dish!” Fanny pressed. “His most recent video features none other than Gretchen!”

“Wait?” My mind reeled. “Gretchen Thompson? No way!”

“Yes! I saw them with my own eyes. Kitt and Gretchen. Jade ... she was definitely into it. I’ve seen her fuck before, and this was no different.”

“Huh.” It was a lame response, but I didn’t know what else to say. Wrapping my brain around three different revelations in one minute had taken its toll. Eventually, my thoughts grabbed hold of one piece of information. “And Kitt’s porn name is Mega Schlong?”

“Super Schlong.”

“Right. Sorry.” We looked at each other, and both burst into giggles.

“It is catchy,” I conceded when I finally calmed down.

“Oh my God!” Fanny pulled her phone back out of her pocket. “I have to call Gretchen.”

“Don’t you dare!”

Fanny showed me her phone. It was calling Gretchen. She put it on speaker. It rang five times, then went straight to voicemail.

“Fuck!” she exclaimed.

“I think she’s in California,” I said. “Isn’t she going to a thing for cheerleaders?”

“Oh yeah,” Fanny said. “I forgot. But guess what? Kitt has this thing on his FFE page where women can sign up for interviews to be on his channel. Like basically, you can fuck him and get paid to do it. You and I should get paid to have a threesome with him!”

“What? How much does he pay?”

“It can’t be a small amount. Don’t most girls get paid like five hundred to a thousand per shoot?”

“No idea,” I said. “But I don’t need the money.”

Fanny laughed. “You may have your scholarship, but you still have to pay for room and board.”

I didn’t respond. I never told Fanny about my bizarre encounter with Sofia, the rich girlfriend of Marcy’s fling, who paid me a quarter of a million dollars to let her film us fucking to make her girlfriend jealous. It was a whole mess, but I came out of it okay.

I’d stashed the money into a small safe and continued to deposit a thousand dollars a week into an investment account. At that rate, it would take me five years to deposit everything. I still had well over two hundred grand sitting in my apartment, which I tried not to think about.

“I think I might sign up for the cash,” Fanny mused, “as long as he’ll let me plug my socials. Best case scenario, this could put me into a whole new stratosphere of fame. Worst case scenario, I don’t like it and never do it again.”

“You could tank your plans for medical school doing something like that.”

“Hmm. I could change my appearance with a little makeup and a costume so no one recognizes me.”

“How will that help you get more followers on socials?”

“You’re spoiling it, Jade! I want to do a porn movie! Will you come with me, please?”

“Ew. Why?”

“For moral support, of course! I don’t want to be there alone. I hardly know Kitt.”

“Geez, Fanny. You haven’t even been offered a chance to do it yet.”

Fanny pouted at me. “Pretty please.”

I rolled my eyes. Fanny knew then I would go along with her. She cackled deviously.

“I’m gonna do porn,” she sang. “I’m gonna do porn...”

We chatted about other stuff for the rest of the drive, but Fanny tackled me as soon as the door to her apartment closed. Her mouth was on my neck, her hands on my breasts as she shoved me onto her couch. Despite that I’d cum in her mouth less than two hours ago, my cock strained against my jean shorts, tenting the fabric and nearly poking out the end. Not for the first time, a deep primal urge to fuck Fanny’s asshole hit me.

I understood what it meant. I had claimed her mouth and vagina. If I fucked her anus, I would complete the trifecta and make her my witness.

It was a step I might have to take eventually, but today was not the day. Maybe the day was coming sooner than I thought. Maybe I needed to talk to Fanny and explain everything to her. Everything. Then, we could make the decision together.

But right now, all I could think about was Fanny’s mouth, which seemed to attach itself to a different part of my body every ten seconds. Everywhere she sucked came alive, and shivers exploded from the area.

Fanny continued to kiss and suck on various parts of my body, even while undressing herself. Once she was naked enough to fuck, she pulled on my denim shorts hard enough that my cock sprang out. Fanny hissed and sunk herself onto my pole.

“Oh fuck...” she sighed. “My futanari. I missed you, Jade. I love you.”

“I’ve missed you, too,” I moaned as she lifted herself up and down on my shaft. I watched her from below, my own hands on my breasts as she used my thighs to support herself. “I know you’ve missed this cock.”

Fanny nodded as she pushed her hips out more and rolled up and down on me. “So much.”

At first, I let Fanny ride me at her own pace, watching my cock lewdly split her pussy and enjoying the view. Fanny whimpered at every bounce, her nether lips wet with secretions. She leaned forward, rested her elbows on either side of my head, and kissed me deeply.

“Fuck me,” she urged.

I gripped her hips and began to thrust into her. Waves of pleasure traveled from my rod to my core. The need to take Fanny’s ass hit me again so forcefully that I nearly pulled out and slipped it into her other hole, but I fought back and rammed up into her.

Fanny gasped from my assault, but I drove into her with a fury I’d never before felt. Fanny’s gasps turned into moans and then into wails of pleasure. Her sounds only pushed me harder, and soon as I was fucking her like a woman possessed. Sweat poured off me as I jackhammered into her cunt as she screamed my name over and over again.

“Jade! Fuck! Jade! I love you! Fuck yes! Fuck!”

When my climax finally hit, I spewed wave after wave after wave of cum deep into her cunt and womb. Fanny and I stayed locked together for several minutes afterward, my cum leaking out of her as we panted and tenderly kissed each other.

“I love you so much, Jade,” she said.

I was so filled with bliss and contentment as I stroked her hair that I said, “I love you, too.”

Fanny stiffened. “Really?”

I immediately wished I hadn’t said those words, but I couldn’t take them back now. Instead, I nodded. “I do love you. I’m not in love with you—not yet, at least—but I care for you. I missed you. And I’m so glad you’re back with me.”

Fanny nuzzled into me. “Are you ready to try a relationship with me? I don’t have to fuck Kitt if you don’t want me to.”

“I don’t mind you doing a shoot with him if that’s what you want to try,” I said. “I think the idea is kinky. And as for a relationship, what do you mean? Like being monogamous?”

Fanny hesitated before speaking again. “I know you’re not into that. I wouldn’t ask you for that. But what about me being the only woman in your life?”

I thought about Hannah, Gretchen, Sarah, and other girls I was attracted to. Hell, I was even attracted to Velma despite her strong heterosexual leanings. Did I want to give those possibilities up? No. I didn’t. I wanted to experience more lesbian sex than just with Fanny. I wanted to explore so much! And women would probably be more involved in those experiences than men. If I were to lock myself down, I would get into another situation like I did with Marcy.

“I can’t say yes to that, Fanny. I’m sorry.”

Fanny exhaled softly. “I know.”

“But that doesn’t mean I won’t be here for you,” I insisted. “You’re more than a friend to me. You’ve become so much more.”

“Thank you,” she whispered.

“Are you sure you can handle being close to me even when you know I’m with other people intimately? I worry about your jealous streak.”

Fanny glanced away, biting her lip. Then she steeled her face and nodded. “Yeah. I would rather have and share you than not have you at all.”

A smile grew across my face. “Okay.” I kissed her full on the lips. “But right now. Tonight. I’m all yours. For the whole evening and the whole night.”

Fanny’s smile grew to epic proportions.

Marcy and I never fucked in one night as much as Fanny and I did that night. We fucked in every position Fanny could dream up. Cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy style, standing, lying down, side to side, and some other weird positions just to be silly because Fanny wanted to try them. She downloaded an app for sex positions and wanted to try almost all of them. I obliged. My cock remained hard until I came, and then I morphed back to a woman and changed again to recharge my system a moment later. And through it all was the urge to take her ass.

At one point, Fanny even suggested it, but I told her I wasn’t ready even though a part of my brain screamed, “YES!”

It was about 3 a.m. when we finally stopped. My entire body ached in the most fantastic ways. Fanny’s pussy was stretched lewdly and seeped cum to add to the amount already stuck to her thighs, stomach, and breasts. I had cum practically everywhere on her. Her hair was matted and sticky from dried sweat and jism. We didn’t even shower. We just lay in a tangled heap of sheets and limbs and fell asleep.

Fanny clung to me for the rest of the week. She came with me to my apartment in the morning and stayed until I had to go to work, insisting on driving me to work. I was still tired by the time I reached the front desk to clock in, mainly because Fanny had been insistent on more sex throughout the day. It hadn’t been the adrenaline-fueled, missing-you-for-weeks romp of the previous night, but it had been enough to tap my reserves. When my shift ended, she was waiting for me in the parking lot to drive me home, eager and horny as a sixteen-year-old.

By Thursday morning, my sexual energy was sapped. I woke to a text from Hannah asking me if I wanted to get together after my shift. I knew what she meant—a booty call. But I also knew that whatever was between me and Hannah was more than sex. We had electricity. We had that spark I had never felt anywhere else. Not even with Marcy.

Velma returned Thursday from her softball team’s bonding trip to Rocky Mountain National Park. She had been gone less than two weeks, but it had felt like longer. I ran to her when I saw her and hugged her. I had expected more enthusiasm from her in return, but instead, I got a very stiff, almost flat hug. I pulled away quickly, almost awkwardly.

Velma shrugged and gave me a smile, but it didn’t look quite right.

“Are you okay?” I asked.

“I’m fine. Just tired.”

“I missed you,” I said sincerely.

Velma gave me a little laugh. “Jade, I was gone for a few days. Let me breathe a little.”

My enthusiasm dimmed a little. “I know. You’re right. Work just wasn’t as fun with you gone.”