Spice

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Jess nodded, licking her lips, enjoying the buzz as she watched Max watch her. She had one hand under her bra teasing a nipple and the other rubbing at her slickness.

‘How do you feel about taking your bra off?’ Max asked, desperate to touch her but stopping himself.

Jess shrugged. ‘No one’s ever seen me topless before,’ she said, still playing the role of the innocent, despite the way she was touching herself.

Max licked his lips. ‘I won’t tell anyone.’

Jess reached around and undid her bra, smiling when Max’s mouth went slack as he watched her breasts tumble out, her nipples erect.

‘Wow’ was all he could say, and his actions were clumsy as he pointed and clicked the camera. ‘Can you touch them?’ His voice was full of anticipation.

Jess smiled. She was enjoying this and getting so turned on. She rolled her nipples in her fingers and massaged her breasts.

Max clicked as Jess played with herself.

‘Would you be happy to take off your knickers?’ Max’s voice was practically a growl.

Jess nodded, delicately lifted her bottom from the silk and slipped her knickers off, keeping her legs together.

Max snapped away.

‘Can you …’ Max took a deep breath. ‘Touch yourself?’

Jess nodded and, keeping her eyes lowered, moved a hand down over her stomach and onto her pubic hair.

‘Now open your legs. Show me how pretty you are down there.’

Jess did so, enjoying the sensation of the silk sheet brushing her skin. Their eyes locked. Jess could feel how much Max wanted to fuck her, and Max could feel how much she wanted to fuck him. This waiting game was excruciating.

Max aimed his camera downwards, at her open legs. ‘You’re wet.’

Jess wanted to laugh; she was practically dribbling.

‘Can you touch yourself again?’

Jess slipped two fingers inside her sex.

Max moved closer, loomed above her with his camera, breathing heavily. ‘Can I kiss you down there?’ Max asked, putting the camera on the floor. ‘Can I taste you?’

Jess was pretty sure she would come straightaway if he did. ‘I’ve never been with a man before.’

Max cleared his throat. ‘Sweetheart, I promise I’ll be gentle with you.’

Jess opened her legs wider. Max lowered his head and placed his cheek on her pubes. She could feel his breath on her. Softly and gently, restraining himself, he poked out his tongue and licked her clit. Just once, just softly.

Jess moaned.

‘You like that?’ Max asked, clearly wanting to devour her but stopping himself. Jess nodded again. Max leaned down and licked her again, softly, barely touching her.

Jess groaned and arched herself up to him.

‘Mm, you do like that.’ He smiled and kissed her clit, smothering it in tiny kisses, darting his tongue in and out, making her squirm. He reached under and held on to her backside, then lifted her to his mouth. He began licking her harder, lapping at her and slipping his tongue inside her.

Jess knew she was about to come and so did Max. As she started bucking under his mouth, he supped on her juices until she thought she might pass out.

Max grinned and raised his head. ‘You’ll make a beautiful model, Jessie. Can I make love to you? Can I be the first one?’

Jess nodded, so caught up in her orgasm that she had almost forgotten their role-play.

‘Can you unzip me, sweetheart?’ Max asked, thrusting himself at her.

Jess nodded and peered up at him through her lashes. ‘You won’t hurt me, will you?’

Max shook his head, took her hand, guided it up to his crotch and pressed it against his hardness there. Slowly and tentatively, as she thought a virgin might, Jess unbuckled Max’s jeans, unzipped them and pulled them down.

‘Touch me,’ Max commanded her.

Jess touched his cock through the material of his trunks.

Max pulled them down and then took off his shoes, stepped out of his clothes and kicked them out of the way.

‘Touch me,’ he told her again.

Jess put her hand up hesitantly.

Max thrust towards her.

Jess took his cock in her hand and held it, like she was shaking hands.

‘Hold me like this.’ Max moved her hand, and put his hand on top of it. ‘Rub me like this.’

Jess did as he told her and Max groaned, bucking in time with her hand.

‘I want you to suck me,’ Max said.

Jess looked at him, eyes wide, but she nodded. She dropped to her knees, her naked body aching for another release.

Max held on to her hair and guided his hard cock into her mouth. He led the action, until he was close to release. ‘I want to come inside you,’ he said, pulling back.

‘Promise you won’t hurt me?’ she asked again, putting worry in her voice.

Max smiled and kissed the top of her head. ‘I promise.’

He laid her on the silk sheet and kissed her neck and her mouth. He ran his hands over her body, squeezing her bum, grabbing her boobs, nibbling her nipples until Jess wanted to scream.

Max placed himself above her. ‘I’ll be gentle,’ he said and he kissed her mouth as he entered her, slowly and surely. Jess moaned and writhed as he made love to her, slipping the length of him all the way out and all the way in, deeply and slowly. When Jess came again, it was with an intensity that surprised her. Max followed her lead in seconds.

‘Was I OK?’ Jess asked in her higher-pitched voice.

Max grinned. ‘If that was your first time, I can’t imagine how good you’ll be with more practice.’

Finally, the two of them broke character and burst out laughing.

Jess couldn’t stop smiling. ‘That was so sexy. And I thought you’d like the photographer thing.’ Max loved photography, and he was pretty good, though normally he took pictures of the sea and the beach. ‘Photography wasn’t on, though, was it?’ Jess asked. ‘Think that’s number three or four on the list!’

‘What? Naked pics?’ Max grinned and rubbed his hands together. ‘Can’t wait for that. And tonight, you being the little virgin, I just want to fuck you all over again!’

Jess smiled and raised an eyebrow. ‘I’m willing!’ She reached down and caressed Max until he was ready to go again, and this time when he entered her it was hard and fast and rough until Jess was actually panting and swearing. ‘Yes, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!’

When they were both spent, Max fell asleep within seconds, in a damp patch.

Absentmindedly, Jess caressed the hair on his chest as she listened to him snore. That had been fantastic. In fact, she wasn’t sure she even wanted to share it with the nation. Katy had been right; pretending to be someone else had freed something in her. It had made her wilder, braver. Acting as if they didn’t know each other had been difficult at first but by the end it had seemed natural enough.

The sex had been more electric, more intense, more … everything.

She wanted to do it again. She wanted to role-play again. Scenarios were popping into her head as she drifted off to sleep. He could be a plumber and her bath needed fixing … she could be the headmistress and he the lazy teacher … they could both work on a barge …

* * *

The next morning, Max was up before Jess again. She had eventually snapped out of her role-play fantasies and crawled out of bed to write her blog piece. She thought it was pretty good but was waiting to hear Leyla’s opinion. She wanted women like her to get excited by what she was doing and want to do it themselves. She had visions of making sex better for some of the readers. And Katy was right, role-play was perfect for anyone who worried that they might be too vanilla, because you didn’t need to be acrobatic or athletic, you didn’t need specialist equipment, all you needed was imagination. And she’d found out that she had plenty of that.

Max kissed her before he left. ‘Text me what we’re doing today,’ he whispered as he left. Jess murmured her agreement and went back to sleep.

When she eventually woke, she was groggy and a little sore; she’d had a lot of sex in the last few days and usually had at least one rest day in between. She consulted the list. How could she decide what was next? There were fourteen items – just two weeks to go from vanilla to what? Dirty sex? Fetish sex? Weird sex? What had she let herself in for?

She supposed she should make her way down the list. It seemed to progress from tame to wild. She wasn’t even sure that they would get that far. So she grabbed hold of her phone and texted Max. Number two was sex toys. It was something they’d done before, but maybe a trip to Forbidden Pleasures was necessary. After all, one vibrating cock ring probably wasn’t going to cut it.

Chapter Five (#u56ed0c98-2366-56af-8991-2351b3d420ac)

Jess arranged to meet her sex-toy expert, Sian, in Forbidden Pleasures, the more woman-friendly of the two local sex shops, at two o’clock.

She waited near the shop and sent a text to Sian, then leaned against the wall to watch the people who were visiting the shop. Many of them were young women but she was also surprised by how many couples went in. She’d supposed that sex shops were frequented by dirty old moustachioed men in beige flasher macs. That wasn’t the case here.

She thought: at the checkout, wouldn’t everyone know what you were into and what you got up to in the bedroom? When she was at the supermarket checkout, she often worried about what the people in the queue behind her thought of her choices. Were they questioning her lack of fresh fruit and veg? Were they wondering if she planned to eat the family-sized bar of chocolate on her own? And she hated buying tampons; hated everyone knowing that the reason she looked like she wanted to ram a trolley into their shins was because it was her time of the month. But how did that even compare with revealing purchases at the checkout in Forbidden Pleasures? That one bought butt plugs … there’s a double ended dildo …

Had she known about this assignment sooner she could have shopped online instead. There was a lot to be said for the anonymity of internet shopping.

A text chimed: Sian was outside the shop.

Compared to Katy she looked pretty normal: thirty-ish, wearing jeans and a flowery smock top, her blonde hair pulled into a ponytail. She didn’t look like a sex expert to Jess. But then, what was a sex expert supposed to look like?

‘Sian?’

The woman jumped and then smiled and dropped her phone in her bag. ‘Jess?’

They shook hands.

‘Shall we?’ Jess asked, nodding her head towards the doorway. ‘Do you come here a lot?’

‘I think I’m their best customer,’ Sian said with a laugh, and then, almost as if to prove it, one of the shopgirls nodded and waved at her.

Jess laughed. ‘No exaggeration then?’

‘Not at all. I love this shop. I spend a fortune here. It just helps spice things up. Sex with the same man for fifteen years can get boring.’

‘Fifteen years? Wow, are you married?’

Sian nodded. ‘Yeah, been together since we were fifteen. Got married when we were twenty. Three kids. Both got jobs. Sex sometimes feels like the last thing we want to do.’ She shrugged. ‘Sex toys help. Are you married?’

Shaking her head, Jess followed Sian to the back of the shop. ‘Not yet.’

Not yet. Was that right? She’d not had that conversation with Max. Not specifically. They talked about a future together for sure. They had already booked next summer’s holiday, but marriage?