so...are you ready to use me now Jack? To do whatever you want?" He spoke in a level voice.. though his eyes were nearly mad with lust.
"Yes. Just remember.. you asked for it."
Jack Davis and Hayley Parker fucked all through that first evening. Amazingly he realized that for everything they tried she seemed able to think of two or three more which she wanted to try immediately after. His own imagination was inflamed and, from the dregs of his mind he found a few things to add to the mix. All of them so beautifully degrading, all which she happily agreed to without thinking twice. At one point his cock felt so raw and sore, despite their use of lubrication, that he simply had to stop. Instead of being disappointed Hayley simply lay down, completely relaxed, with her head on his stomach and so, so gently she put his poor, sore, soft penis now so vulnerable, into her warm, wet mouth. Not sucking, not licking just holding it inside gently while she lay and actually napped with it in her mouth like a baby with a pacifier.
It was so soothing a sensation and so bewitching a sight that after a half an hour she woke up happily to his now hard cock gently fucking her mouth while he stared at her unbelieving as she looked into his eyes beatifically. after what seemed like days and nights, though it was only seven hours, they were both, finally unable to continue. Hayley announced that she wanted to go home and work on a song that she claimed had been writing in her head while they had been fucking. Jack wasn't be sure if she was half joking or lying altogether even more alarming was the possibility was being completely sincere, but he let her go, relieved that she didn't try to stay.
Jack was uneasy of how strong his attraction was. He sat with a glass of whiskey on his bedside table after Hayley had left. Her CD was just sitting on top of the stereo, and Jack couldn't resist listening to it.
Ignoring the amateur engineering and the less than stellar quality piano sound he sat back down and lit a cigarette. he sat smoking while the first 2 or 3 songs played, listening distractedly. Jack felt relaxed as reflected on the experience earlier. He didn't even feel tired..
Jack had forgotten the energized sensation that washes over you after having sex with someone you don't even know you love yet..
Jack had a sudden, sharp memory of being buried deep inside of Hayley Parker...her beautiful dark skin...her wondrously ripe breasts heaving as her back arched... feeling her massaging him from inside, various muscles moving in counter rhythms simultaneously. The look of lust in her eyes was so pure at that moment that it was almost holy.
Jack paused the thought to consider the music again the first 3 songs had been good.. in a sort of r'n'b lite adult contemporary style. Decently memorable choruses and tasteful , tuneful structures leaving room for a stylist to make them their own.. but nothing about them jumped out of the speakers to grab you.. they lacked that indefinable impulsiveness that made a song effortlessly 'pop'. The 4th song, which suddenly caught his attention, started with a chord progression that was happy/sad and a rhythm that was bouncy, with a slight lilt to it. ...her voice came in surprisingly high and girlish as the melody rose and fell in a circular cadence with twists and turns that caused the ear to bend towards it.
"I gave up all my happiness and I saved up all my tears I gave up a whole lifetime now I'm counting down the years until I learn to say goodbye to the girl I will never be once upon a time- I was sure her life could be mine but I'm stuck with me no matter how I try.."
Jack stopped the CD. His mind was all business now.. Hayley's song was a definite hit, a teen pop hit. Somewhat callow to be sure and probably annoying as hell to most adults after more than a few plays- but that was almost the point... this was exactly what billboard magazine would call an "inevitable" single when sung by the right