Jacob stepped up behind me and slid his hand between my thighs, massaging my pussy lightly through my panties. I gasped at his touch and tried to lean forward to give him more access—
“Not yet,” Jacob said admonishingly. He reached up and unclasped my bra, then pushed it down, till it fell to the floor. He stepped away, long enough that I nearly looked over my shoulder to see what he was up to, when I heard a car engine—
“Is that your parents?” I asked, frantic. Jacob didn’t respond. I was about to duck, to grab for my clothing, when a car zipped down the road. Not his parents. Not anyone of consequence, really, but it was enough to make my heart race all the same. When I looked back to Jacob, he was smiling.
“What if someone sees me?” I asked, trying not to erupt into nervous laughter.
“Not important,” Jacob said sternly. “Not right now, it isn’t.”
I bit my lip. “But won’t they freak out—“
“Not important,” Jacob said again, more firmly. He walked back to me and turned me around again, so I was facing the mountains, the sky, the trees, the road. He toyed with the edge of my panties for a moment, his breath running across my back as he did so. Another car zipped through; this time, I didn’t flinch.
“Good girl,” Jacob murmured in my ear. “Take off your panties.”
My skin was fireworks, my breath was fast, my core throbbing. I pulled my panties from Jacob’s hand and slid them off my body, letting my ass bump into Jacob’s thighs when I bent down. When I stood up, I was naked, while Jacob was fully clothed behind me. He put his hand back between my legs, letting his fingers flick along my clit, along my entrance. He made a humming sound of satisfaction when he felt how wet I already was.
“Stay here— and close your eyes,” he ordered. I was surprised— I’d expected him to bend me over, to order me onto the swinging bed, perhaps to guide me to his knees and slide his cock into my mouth. But I did as I was told, feeling electric as I heard him moving around behind me, somewhere else in the room. I heard the click of a door opening and shutting, and then—
“Open them,” Jacob said. I turned to look at him. He was still dressed, the room was still put together— what had he been doing. Before I could ask, Jacob said, “Ready to learn something new, Sasha?”
“Yes, yes,” I said eagerly, and started toward him. Jacob turned his head to the side, stopping me, then pointed by jutting his chin toward the door. I followed his line of sight and saw that on the deck outside, he’d laid down a white quilt that, in the rapidly decreasing sunlight, shone like a beacon against the dark wood.
“Go lay on your back. Spread your legs,” Jacob said huskily. I hesitated— whatever small discretion the screened porch provided, the deck lacked entirely. We were so high up, so exposed, so—
“Sasha,” Jacob said dangerously. The edge to his voice was all it took to make me want overpower my hesitation. I left the screened porch, laid down on the blanket, and slid my legs apart.
Jacob walked up slowly, almost appraisingly, then began to remove his clothing as he gazed down at me. When his pants fell to the deck, his cock sprang to life— already hard for me. I swallowed hungrily at the sight of it, an action Jacob didn’t miss.
“You want my cock in your mouth, don’t you?” he said, reaching down to stroke it with his own hand. I nodded. Jacob walked over toward my head; I sat up, expecting him to lower himself into my mouth, but he made an admonishing noise.
“Please, Sasha. Anyone could teach you that,” Jacob said, a wild sparkle in his eyes. Then he leaned down and, before I even realized what he meant to do, had scooped his arms under my lower back. He pulled me up against him, upside down— my thighs fell to his shoulders, my pussy directly in front of his mouth and Jacob’s massive cock directly in front of my face.
“Use your hands, Sasha,” Jacob said, guiding me even though he surely couldn’t see me— not with his face so close to my pussy that I could feel every word he spoke. “Take my cock in your hands.”
I oriented myself as best I could while upside down, then took hold of his cock. He was so much taller than me that I still had to reach down a bit to grasp the base— its head, glistening in anticipation, was just at my mouth.
“Go on. Suck on me,” Jacob growled. “Suck on me while I lick your sweet little pussy.”