Jim Rescues a Woman: Book One
Copyright© 2026 by Kim Chee
Chapter 14
The first scent that hit me was the smell of Denise’s hair. This flowery sweet scent of honey and herb. I ran my fingers through her silky mane as she planted a kiss on my cheek, hugging and pressing her body against mine.
Denise seemed more eager than I was as she helped me undo my pants as I cupped her breasts in my palms, squeezing down and letting the firm fullness of her love pillows fuse with my touch.
I lifted Denise’s top and she stretched her hands upwards, making it easy for me to remove it. I wanted to pull her bra off at the same time but I’m not sure why I didn’t. It’s like Denise knew what I wanted to do. I was suddenly conscious of my actions, unsure if what I was doing was right. I’d never felt this way before. Was it because of our age gap?
Did the way we make love or fuck change within such a short span of time? Perhaps the things and action I did when I was in my twenties are now different? I wanted to smell Denise and she cradled my head in front of her breast, allowing me to burrow myself into her body as I smelled her. It was impossible to fully describe what I was feeling as I let my nose roam around her body, nudging in spots and crevices that would surely attract disapproving stares if we were in public.
Denise’s scent laid the foundation of what was about to happen as I kissed her on her cleavage. Like a nursing mother, Denise peeled back her bra cup, revealing a small and almost anime like drawing of an areola. My tongue came out, slithering towards her nipple before cupping my mouth onto Denise’s breast.
I groaned as I sucked down on her firm breast, relishing the saliva that I myself left on her flesh barely half a second ago. Denise did not hurry me even though I could feel her grinding against my body. She allowed me to take my time on her breast, playing with her bra cups, and fiddling with the elasticity of her bra straps. She was eager to get undressed, I could tell as we breathed heavily into each other’s face.
Our eyes were locked onto each other as we fondled each other’s bodies. By the time I took her bra off, I had licked, smelled, suck and even bitten on the padding of her pastel coloured bra. There was a visible wet patch that was constantly in contact with her nipples when I looked at the bra cups I had desecrated.
I don’t even remember where my hands were roaming, we were all over each other. Without even realising how our position had changed, Denise’s mouth was already at the tip of my cock. She kissed the tip of my erection, only the tip, her lips forming a tiny suction- like shape as she sucked on me.
Only the lips mind you. Her mouth was not even open yet.
Jim: arghhh! Argnnhh gasppp...
That tingling sensation I felt in my balls was electrifying as Denise’s lips parted just enough to slip onto my uncircumcised penis. I groaned as her fingers played with my testicles, applying the right pressure and pressing them against each other, balancing me on a thin rope between pleasure and pain.
I was wondering why she was taking so long to suck me when I realised Denise was not just giving me a blowjob. She was trying to peel back my foreskin, making the skin fold upon itself before rolling down my shaft.
Jim: erghhhh ... erghh!!! Argghhh!!
My eyes widened as I groaned grabbing onto a tuft of Denise’s hair as I tried to control the pace of the blowjob but I couldn’t. I could feel my foreskin roll back as that sourish tease in my groin almost made me moan out loud. The initial roll of the skin was a little tight then it began to pick up pace.
Faster and faster, the sourish sensation got more and more intense, and I could feel as if a layer of resistances was removed when I felt Denise’s mouth enveloped my entire mushroom head, sucking down on my raw and vulnerable penis.
Jim: Oh my god ... erghhhhha ... arghhh!!
When my foreskin had retracted, Denise’s tongue mimicked a hawker at the Jwee Kueh stall, scraping the insides of the metal mould for the remaining steamed rice flour, applying that treatment to the bottom rim of my dick head where my foreskin was resting.
It felt like someone ran a live current into my groin as my anus contracted at the same time my cock throbbed helplessly in Denise’s mouth. Her tongue was like a snake charmer, teasing the fuck out of my cock, making me moan and groan at the same time.
As if this was not enough, Denise’s teeth. Yes, her fucking teeth, I could feel them, she was not biting but she was using them. I groaned helplessly as I enjoyed the sensation of her teeth dragging against the sensitive skin of my unprotected dick head. I was experiencing a ringing in my ears, the same kind of itch and pain you get when someone drags their nails against the blackboard but I was feeling it in my dick. My penis, my shaft, and my testicles.
Out of nowhere, a wet and sloppy suck made me moan aloud like I was getting penetrated in the ass as I grabbed a tuft of Denise’s hair, and another, and another until I had a ponytail of sort formed, giving me a clear view of her head bobbing up and down.
It was not a long blowjob, probably about 5 minutes but I could already feel I was blowing my load.
Jim: Stop stop stop. I’m going to cum soon at this rate.
Denise gave one last long suck before removing her mouth with a pop. She looked up at me with her sleepy eyes as she pulled out a stray pubic hair from the side of her lips and just threw it over the back of the sofa.
I felt her straddle me and take my erection in one hand, guiding it to her love hole. I wanted to ask her to use a condom, but it was too late. That slippery entrance to her vagina was so warm and welcoming. The weight alone of her wet cunt bearing down on my cock brought me to the edge of orgasm as I allowed my palms to trace the contours of Denise’s waist as she gasped, frowned and bit her lips lowering herself onto me.
Denise was controlling her descent, unwilling to force her vagina down on my cock, she was letting gravity do what it does best, savouring every inch of my shaft as I entered her most private region. I wanted to start thrusting, it was too hard to resist but Denise had to mind fuck me further.
Denise: ernghh ... ernghh ... wait ... wait ... egnhhh ... Let me adjust to you first.
I don’t have a big cock or anything, probably just average, about 5 inches long, I’m not sure it that was something Denise did to boost my ego or anything but it gave me a strange feeling of satisfaction.
I could see her chest rise and fall, taking short measured gasps at the same time as I felt the vagina walls grip and squeeze on to my erection. My dick felt like Indiana Jones for a brief moment, travelling down some dark unknown tomb as the walls closed in on me. Denise’s vagina was well lubricated and as she got wetter with each stroke, the waves of pleasure never seemed to ebb.
I just keep feeling the waves of euphoria hit me, each squeeze and movement bringing me closer and closer to my orgasm. We changed position again, with me going on top of Denise. I grabbed her wrists, pinning them against the sofa. Denise shivered a little, perhaps from the cold or the anticipation. I entered Denise again, my mind getting the same amount of stimulation as my groin as I watched Denise moan and struggle, putting up just the right amount of resistance to my entry.
The shaking of head, the frown, the gasping and rapid breathing before her eyes widened for half a second and her entire expression softened as I pushed myself in all the way, burying myself in the warmth of Denise’s privates. I started to thrust a few times to find the best position and Denise’s high pitched moan made me slow down suddenly, as if I was reluctant to end it so soon.