Vanilla (7 page)

Jess grabbed hold of his tie and started
loosening it, while he kissed what bits of her face and neck he
could reach.

"Best list thing so far," Max said between
kisses, his voice already husky with lust.

"Tell me about it," Jess agreed, throwing his
tie on top of his work stuff.

She unbuttoned his shirt, kissing down his
chest and nibbling on his nipples.

"I nearly had a heart attack," Max laughed,
pushing his fingers through her hair.

"Me too. I thought I'd sent it to my mum!"
Jess dropped his shirt on the floor and then stood as he ran his
fingers up her body and pulled at her top. He pulled it over her
head and dropped his mouth onto the creamy flesh of her
breasts.

Jess groaned and pulled him closer to her,
grabbing onto his butt and thrusting against him.

Max reached around the back of her and tried
to undo her bra.

"Fuck! Turn around." In his haste, he was
fumbling, unable to do it as expertly as he normally would.

Tits free, Max took one in each hand,
fondling them and groping them, while they kissed again.

"I want you so bad," she said, pulling at his
belt buckle.

"Tell me about it," he answered, tonguing at
her nipples and making her knees give way.

She dropped to her knees and, pulling his
trousers and trunks down, took the length of his hardness in her
mouth. She sucked on him and then licked at his balls.

"Take off your clothes. Quick." Max was
desperate for her now.

Jess stood up and played with his cock while
he undid her trousers. She kicked them and her knickers off, and
almost came immediately when Max started sucking on her pussy.

It felt different with her standing up - she
thought it might have been the first time he'd done it this
way.

Before she could come, she pushed him off
her.

"Sit," she instructed him, gesturing towards
the stairs.

Max sat on the third step up and Jess
straddled him, guiding his cock inside her wet pussy.

Max sucked on her tits while she bounced up
and down on his cock.

It didn't take any time at all; Jess started
moving faster and faster, her orgasm building and coming quickly,
and then lengthening out as Max came with a deep growl.

"I have been waiting for that all fucking
day!" he said, kissing her neck.

"Me too - this has been my favourite
thing."

Max stuck his tongue in her ear, making her
squirm.

"Too much!" she said, climbing off him.

Max slapped her squarely on her backside.
"Now go write about how big and juicy my cock is!"

Jess laughed. "Watch it - I might write
something else!"

"Hey!" Max tried to slap her again but she
was gone, running up the stairs and into their bedroom.

With a yell, Max followed her.

She screamed - she hated being chased.

Max caught her and threw her on the bed.

He lowered his head and started licking her
nipples again, making her wriggle against him.

"You need to write about how big I am. How
hard I am. How hot I am. How good I am. How sexy I am. What a good
shag I am. The best you've ever had. The only one for you."

Jess could feel him getting hard against her
and then he was inside her again. It was almost too much for her to
bear. She needed a rest!

"Say I'm amazing," Max said, thrusting deep
inside her.

Jess grinned. "You're so amazing."

"Sexy! Hot! Fuckable! Shaggable!" With each
word, he banged into her harder and harder, until she almost wanted
to beg him to stop. She was definitely going to be walking like
John Wayne by the end of the fortnight.

Max lay against her then, kissing her deeply
and passionately.

It took them both longer to come this time,
and when they both did, it was with far less of a bang than earlier
on.

Max grinned at her, as she got up to go to
the toilet.

"I'm really enjoying this assignment of
yours."

Jess smiled. "Me too - and we've got a great
sex life already."

"What's next?" Max asked, his eyes starting
to close already.

Jess shrugged. "Not sure, I'll look in a
minute."

But Max was sleeping.

Jess laughed and ruffled his hair. She
remembered reading once that the cocktail of hormones released
during sex meant that men had almost no choice but to go to sleep
straight afterwards.

She always thought that a man must have
written that!

Jess woke up even later than usual. It was
the weekend, so Max hadn't disturbed her as he got ready for work,
which was nice for a change.

Before she even got out of bed, she grabbed
the list - she felt a little bit like it was ruling her life.

Number five - record yourself having sex. Use a
mobile phone or set up a video camera.

Really?

She was pretty sure her bum would look big in
that! What was her best angle - lying down with a push-up bra
on?

Who really wanted to record themselves? And
what then? Watch it back like they had watched the porn film?

Jess does Max - or the other way around.

She certainly didn't need to speak to an
'expert' about that. They must be crazy, whatever.

Max was stirring. "Wha' number we on today,
love?"

Jess made a face. "Make a porn video."

"What?" That definitely woke Max up. "Can I
come over your tits?"

Jess tutted. "Really?"

Max looked a little bit naughty and a little
bit bashful, at the same time. He shrugged. "It was hot."

"Thought you!"

Jess shrugged. Maybe she should let him -
after all, wasn't that the whole point of this? Seeing if she could
go from vanilla to kinky. Jizzing on her tits was pretty kinky -
she thought.

"So do we need a video camera? My brother's
got one."

"You cannot tell him what we're doing."

Max nodded and reached out a hand to stroke
her leg. "I won't."

Jess narrowed her eyes at him. "You better
not."

"Though he'll know when he reads your
blog..." Max's voice was too innocent.

Jess hit him in the head with a pillow.
"You've already bloody told him what we're doing, haven't you? How
embarrassing!"

Max grinned and pinned down her arms so she
couldn't hit him again.

"You shit!"

Max shrugged. "Hey - guys talk too. He
wondered why I was borrowing his clothes when we did that
photographer thing."

Jess shook her head and got out of bed. "Come
on - let's go and see your brother. And we need to think of a
scenario."

"What? We're not just going to do it? We're
gonna do a proper porn film?"

Jess nodded. "May as well."

After all, if you were going to do something,
you should do it properly.

.

Jess had a scenario planned by the time they
got home, and told Max to amuse himself while she sorted out their
bedroom.

She set up the camera in one corner and then
changed the sheets for deep red silk ones that had seemed a good
idea at the time, but that she'd never used.

They would have their use now, though.

She placed some candles around, but didn't
light them.

She cleared their bedside cabinets and laid
out the few sex toys she had on them, aiming to make it look a
little bit sexier and in keeping with her idea of a porn film!

She showered and curled her hair, painted her
nails, layered on the makeup and dressed in a killer outfit -
full-on lacy basque, stockings and suspenders, with five-inch
stiletto heels. She even used her nail scissors to cut the crotch
out of her knickers! If she was going on film, she was going to
look authentic - if a little slutty!

She called Max upstairs and then hid in the
bathroom while she told him what to do - get dressed in a full
three-piece suit.

She was going for high-class call girl and
super hot business man. Maybe a cliché but if she was going to be
filmed, she wanted it to look good and classy - when he came on her
tits!

With a glass or two of wine for Dutch
courage, Jess told Max to wait a few seconds before knocking on the
door.

She checked the view on the camera - making
sure that it took in the whole bed - and then set it to record.

She took a deep breath and swallowed deeply -
reminding herself that no one else would ever see it, and if it was
hideous she could delete it.

With that mantra playing in her head - you
can delete it, you can delete it, you can delete it - she opened
the door to Max.

"Maxwell!" She greeted him like an old friend
and kissed his cheek. He followed her into the room and she sat him
on the bed.

She knew the camera was catching them
now.

"Wine?" she asked, aware that her voice
sounded a little bit nervous. No wonder, making her acting debut in
a porn film! Her mother would be so proud!

"Please." Max nodded, his deep voice
catching.

She caught his eye and smiled as she poured
the wine.

They could always try a 'take two' if they
cocked this one up.

Jess passed him a drink and sipped on her
own, sitting herself next to him on the bed, and remembering to
suck her tummy in.

"Do you want your usual?" she asked, her
voice sounding huskier than it normally did.

Max nodded, obviously unaware of what his
'usual' was.

Jess smiled and knocked back the rest of her
glass of wine.

She went to the side of the bed and turned on
her iPod.

She had put some 'sexy' songs on a
playlist.

As the first bars of the first song kicked
in, she stood in front of him.

She proceeded to lap dance for him, sashaying
her boobs in his face, putting one leg up on the bed and almost
laughing as he saw the view the newly crotchless panties gave
him.

She shimmied this way and that through two
songs, and she did feel hot and she did feel horny. She could see
that Max wanted to reach out and touch her, but each time he lifted
a hand, she swatted him back down.

She bumped and ground against him until she
could see his cock straining against his trousers.

"Did you enjoy?" she asked him, as the song
finished.

Max nodded and croaked out a 'yes'.

Jess smiled. "Please stand up."

Max did as he was told. Jess started kissing
him - barely having to lift her head now that she was wearing such
high heels.

She kissed his neck and then took off his
jacket. She laid it on the chair and then undid the buttons on his
waistcoat. She took it off him, moving around the back of him and
kissing the back of his neck, rubbing his bum.

She undid the buttons on his shirt so slowly;
she could hear him groaning in anticipation. She swirled her
fingers across his chest hair and danced them across his nipples,
tweaking them softly.

She trailed her lips against his naked back,
smattering his skin with kisses, and then ran her hands down onto
his backside.

Max was standing still but swaying slightly
as Jess attended to him. Again, she was stopping him from touching
her, enjoying the power of being in control.

Turning Max slightly so that the camera would
catch the action, Jess starting unzipping his flies.

He kicked off his shoes and she pulled down
his trousers, slowly, rubbing his thighs and backside as she
did.

He was making a massive tent pole in his
trunks, so, settling herself on her knees - hoping that her good
side was facing the camera - she freed his cock and caught it in
her mouth.

She swirled her tongue around the tip of him
and tickled his balls with one hand.

She could feel Max rocking on the balls of
his feet and smiled - she loved that he was having a hard time
standing up. She loved that she could do that to him.

From where she knelt she was able to duck her
head lower and lick the underside of his balls, trying not to get
hair caught in her teeth - maybe she could suggest he had a trim
like the porn guy!

"Wanna come on my tits later?" she asked him,
feeling horny.

Max nodded but didn't answer, couldn't
answer.

Jess grinned and started licking the tip of
his cock again, using her fingernails to lightly scratch the
underside of it.

Max groaned.

Jess licked him balls to tip, balls to tip,
balls to tip, alternatively squeezing his backside and then running
her feather-light touch over it.

Max's voice was thick with desire.

"You need to stop."

Jess grinned and with one last deep suck,
stood up in front of him and pushed him back to sit on the bed.

Jess stood in front of Max, his cock hard and
wet from her mouth, his hand itching to grab hold of her.

She took a step back, making sure she was
still in the line of the camera.

Jess lifted her leg up onto the bed, in
between Max's legs, and leaning forward, so that he had a good view
of her cleavage, she rubbed her hands up and down her leg.
"Stockings on or off?" she asked him - sure of what he would
say.

"On." Again, his voice was thick.

"Heels on or off?" she asked, swapping legs
and pushing the toe of her shoe slightly against his balls.

"On."

Max's breathing was deep, his cock
throbbing.

"Tits out?" she asked him, again knowing his
preference.

"Out."

She turned around and lowered herself down so
that Max could undo that part of her outfit. He tried to whip his
hands around the front to get a feel of her, but she was too quick.
She stood back up, tits free and - hopefully - looking perky for
the camera.

She started rubbing them, pinching at her
nipples, while Max helplessly looked on.