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Jacob and Tiffany II, NIS. The Density Force Begins

Copyright© 2004 by Prof Jack

Episode 4

Erotica Sex Story: Episode 4 - Though it takes part in a NIS universe, the story will have many parts that will exist outside of that universe. This is the sequel to Jacob and Tiffany, NIS. Many questions raised and plot lines left open will be dealt with here.

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   mt/ft   Mult   Teenagers   Consensual   Romantic   Heterosexual   Science Fiction   First  

Chapter 9

Fred

9:50pm

Jacob watched everybody from the chair he was sitting on. He finished his beer and looked at it for a moment. Then he put it down.

I grabbed Dave as he passed by. "Can I get another Killiens?"

"Sure. I never knew you were into the imported stuff."

"I'm not. But Jacob likes it."

"Not the Jacob?"

"Yep. He's in the chair in the corner."

"Will wonders never cease. Take as many as you want. Nobody will ever believe I provided beer for Jacob Stone."

I went over to Jacob and offered him another.

Jacob looked curiously at it. "I thought they were Dave's?"

"They are. He said you could have as many as you want."

"Nice guy. Remind me to thank him before I leave."

As I went outside to trash Jacob's emptied bottle, I felt some flesh pressed into my back.

"He happy?" Mindy asked.

"Yep."

"Then how about taking me someplace and making me happy." Mindy slipped a hand down the front of my pants.

To hell with the bottle.

I found an empty place on the lawn table and put it down.

Then she took my hand and led me to one of the unused makeout spots.

"Your eager tonight." Not that I was going to complain or anything.

"No, I'm just aching for a good fucking."

I happily let her drag me down a path to a spot on the lake.

No sooner were we by the lake then Mindy started taking off her clothes.

"Fred, I need it. It's been too long."

I removed my pants and underpants.

That was as far as I was allowed to get. Mindy pushed me to the ground and started moving her hand all over my cock.

She looked really sexy in the bright moonlight. Then I grabbed her head, pulled her close, and started frenching her deeply.

Mindy responded with some hard kissing of her own. After a few minutes of stroking me, I got rock hard.

I rolled her onto her back and started kissing her neck before returning to the heavy kissing. I moved my hands over her tits and down to her pussy. Amazingly enough, she was already wet.

She pulled her face away to say, "I love you so much, Fred."

I started to say that I loved her too. She put a finger breifly on my mouth. "Don't say anything. Just give me what I need." She spread her legs widely. "Give me what I need. Give it to me now."

I moved my cock towards her pussy and pushed it in slowly. Or I tried to.

Mindy bucked up, pushing her pussy over my cock. "To hell with that, I want it hard." Midway through that she moaned, loudly.

I responded, fucking her faster.

She pulled me against her and ground her pussy against my cock. "Come with me, please."

I just pumped harder into her.

"I'm cumming! Please, give it to me now! I love it when you fill me up."

I came into her as I held her tight.

We laid there listening to the crickets.


Chapter 10

Ashley

11:30pm

Party, Halloween

Somebody tried to feel me up. I twisted out of the way and resisted the urge to crush the guy's hand.

Steve handed me my rum and coke. "You sure that's all the rum you want in it?"

"Yep. I'm driving tonight."

"Good enough."

A good reason, but not the real one. I have one real talent. Well, two if you count my mother's comment about shopping. I'm an Olympic gymnast. My best area is floor exercise. Unfortunately for my drinking enjoyment, my coach spent several hours explaining the number of bones I could break if I tried doing that hung over, much less drunk.

I got the message. Pain was something I hated.

It's a good thing I was not here for drinking.

If I'm to be honest with myself, I wasn't here for the party either.

I was here for the man sitting on a couch with a Irish beer in one hand and a slice of pizza in the other. He had a walking stick standing up between his legs. He was looking at the pizza like he thought it would attack him at any moment.

I guess he hasn't seen how bad pizzas can get at a party.

My cell phone rang. "Yes Tiffany? I'm at the party... Yes, I'm looking at him now... He's not the sexiest boy I've ever seen... Yes, I've heard about what he did last week. Yes, I've heard about everything... Look, are you sure you want me to do this? Don't you want to try? Alright, alright I'll do it. Just don't hate me for it."

Diane came up. "Tiffany just called me."

"Me too."

She led me to a corner where we would not be overheard.

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