James and the Troublesome Fucks
Copyright© 2022 by Jake Collins
Chapter 3
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - James goes on a journey of personal and sexual exploration involving several important people in his life.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/Ma Mult Teenagers Consensual Gay BiSexual Heterosexual Shemale Fiction School Incest Cousins Group Sex Interracial White Male White Female Hispanic Male White Couple Anal Sex Double Penetration First Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Safe Sex
James attempted a smile as Isabel opened the door of her dorm room to him.
‘Hi,’ he said.
‘Hi,’ said Isabel, stepping to one side. ‘You’d better come in.’
As he entered, James noticed that Isabel was wearing pyjamas, and that her bedside light was the only source of illumination in the room.
‘You’re ready for bed,’ James remarked.
‘I was taking a last look through my phone when I found your message,’ said Isabel. ‘I was gonna turn in after I’d done that.’
‘You didn’t have to invite me to come over right away.’
‘You said you wanted to talk, and I wanted to hear what you have to say.’
‘It could’ve waited ‘til tomorrow.’
‘I want to hear it now.’
‘Okay,’ said James. ‘Iz, I really hate us not talking to each other. We’ve always been friends and we’ve always talked, and it’s breaking my heart that we’re not doing it anymore.’
‘But we’re not not talking, Jem,’ said Isabel. ‘We’re just taking some time out while we decide what we want to say to each other. I mean, that’s what we agreed to do, right?’
‘Yeah, it is,’ said James. ‘So in that case, I guess I have decided what I want to say ... or at least, there’s some stuff that’s going through my head right now that I really need to discuss with you.’
Isabel sighed, turned away from James and went over to her dressing table. She leaned against the wooden surface with both hands, and looked at her companion in the mirror.
‘More stuff going through your head, huh?’ she said. ‘Or is it the same stuff as before?’
‘It’s a lot of the same stuff, plus some new stuff.’
‘Yeah, well ... I guess my head’s in a similar state to yours, if I’m being totally honest. So, we really do need to talk.’
‘Great!’ said James. ‘So, let’s talk.’
He crossed the room in three steps, came up behind Isabel, and placed his hands on her shoulders. Their eyes met in the mirror, then Isabel let out a deep breath and turned her head so that her lips met James’s. They kissed each other tenderly for a few moments, then Isabel turned back to the mirror.
‘You talk first,’ she said. ‘I’ll listen.’
James began to kiss the back of Isabel’s neck. Her eyes slid shut and her breathing started to quicken.
‘You know,’ said James, ‘I suddenly can’t remember anything I wanted to say.’
As he continued to kiss her neck and shoulders, James took hold of the waistband of Isabel’s pyjama trousers and slipped the back half of them down a little way, exposing her butt. Isabel shifted the position of her feet slightly but made no other movement. James quickly unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock and balls, then he began to rub his throbbing cock-head up and down Isabel’s butt-crack.
‘We really should talk, you know,’ Isabel said breathlessly.
‘Tell me you want me to stop,’ James whispered in her ear. ‘If you can do that, I can remember what I wanted to say to you.’
‘I don’t want you to stop,’ said Isabel.
James smiled and pressed his dick against her butthole. Isabel moaned, then she gasped loudly as James’s shaft pushed its way inside her.
‘God, I’ve missed you, Jem!’ Isabel panted out.
‘I’ve missed you too, Iz,’ James whispered.
‘I’ve been aching to feel you inside me again,’ Isabel moaned. ‘Oh yes, get it all the way up there!’
James rammed the remaining length of his cock up Isabel’s butt; he was now in balls-deep. Isabel exhaled heavily and grasped the dressing table for support, causing several of her lotions to collapse onto their sides.
‘Just so’s you know,’ said James, ‘this really isn’t what I was planning when I messaged you tonight.’
‘That doesn’t matter now,’ Isabel breathed. ‘Just fuck me!’
James was only too happy to oblige her. He adjusted his position a little, then he began to move his dick in and out of her butt with increasing power and speed. Isabel moaned and gasped, and set the dressing table rocking on its feet as she gripped its corners to keep herself steady. Lotions and creams clattered over and rolled onto the floor as if they were suffering the effects of an earthquake, but Isabel paid them no attention as she continued to enjoy the thorough butt-fucking that James was giving her.
To read the complete story you need to be logged in:
Log In or
Register for a Free account
(Why register?)
* Allows you 3 stories to read in 24 hours.