SEXTAPE, PART III,
CHAPTER 51.

" 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑. "

- unedited.

( VERY, VERY SEXUAL CONTENT,
READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. )

You mutter as Jean pulls you up from the bed gently, only for you to fall straight into his arms. Your legs were sore, and you were honestly fucked out, although you still wanted more, and he was aware of that. 

"You alright?" He laughs softly, kissing your head again as you nod before helping you to the bathroom. It was honestly pretty awkward as you passed the large windows that looked out onto the pool and Los Angeles.  

It still rained out, but when you were in bed you had hardly even noticed it. The rain splattered and dripped down the glass, and thunder still roared loudly outside. The palm trees shook in the heavy wind, and the lights were on in the city. 

It was only around 12.30, and so you still had a while to go before this could end. Besides, all was well with you and him, and nothing could change that.

You hold onto his bicep for support as he stretches and moves to turn on the water. 

After he does so, Jean presses your back against the cold tile and places his lips onto yours. The shower water was beginning to wash away the cum on your legs and thighs.

He slides his tongue into your mouth, and you sweetly kiss him back. His hands wander down your arms to your thighs as he kisses the crook of your mouth and bites your bottom lip. 

A small noise escapes your lips, and Jean smirks as he kisses you again. 

Jean's hand moves around your back to grip onto your ass as he moves his lips to your jaw before back to your own lips and to your cheek where he licked the skin and once again pressed a small kiss.

He grabs one of your thighs with his hand, and pushes your knee almost to your chest and keeps it there with his own body, so your one leg was up and the other was shakily holding you up. You were in a good position where he could easily slip inside of you. 

You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. He kisses you as he pushes his entire cock inside you, unable to hold himself back any longer. 

You moan, squeezing your eyes shut then looking down where he was inside of you then up and into his eyes. He then pulls out, and slides himself back inside of you causing you to moan again and bite your lip.

Jean pressed his nose against your cheek, your fingers running through his wet hair. 

You already knew that you would be incredibly sore tomorrow, and would probably have to cancel any plans that you were sure you had made for some goddamn reason. 

You grip onto Jean's firm biceps, and he buries his head into your neck and lifts you up higher as he pushes himself in deeper.

"Jean," you gasp as he hits your g-spot every time he rams into you, soon to create that burning pleasure in your achy core. Jean drags his teeth across your wet skin of your shoulder and neck, biting at little spots then pecking tiny kisses onto the marks. 

He continued to thrust his dick in and out of you, and you moan, burying your head into the crook of his neck again. Drool and water in a mix rolled down your chin, and you nearly cry out as you feel yourself nearing your own high.

He groans, and meets his orgasm, and you do as well, releasing all over his cock before he decides to pull out in time to cum on your stomach and drop your leg.

 The two of you panted, and Jean took your jaw to look you directly in the eyes. He smiles softly, kissing your nose then your lips, the warm water washing away your cum as the two of you relaxed. 

Although, the next time the thunder crashed and lightning flickered it pretty much startled you, as you hadn't expected it. But Jean holds you close to him, as soon, for the next 10 to 15 minutes you actually washed up.

When you've dried off, you wait for Jean to hand you a pair of his sweatpants, but he pulls them away before handing them to you. "I never got to do something yet." He tsks, and you turn away with a roll of your eyes. Did he seriously wanna eat you out now? after all that? 

He unravels the towel you wrapped around yourself and oncee again pushed you down onto the bed for hopefully the last time tonight. You were tired, but decided to let him get his way this once.

Suddenly, he fixes his head in between your thighs, his tongue gliding up your pussy.

You practically pray it won't take you long to cum, knowing that you were already so overstimulated by the rush. 

Jean bites the insides of your thighs, occasionally look up to lock eyes with you, just so that he can see your expression and the perfect effect he has on you. 

 He dives his tongue into you, then licks back upwards.

"Fuck," you exhale, hands reaching out and into his ash-brown hair. 

He smiles into your cunt, moaning as he sucks on your clit.. sending vibrations into your core causing you to lift your legs and close your thighs around Jean's head and crossing your ankles, which he was totally into. 

One hand is in his hair, the other hand balling into a fist as you put your forearm over your eyes.

He proceed to eat you out, licking up your soaked cunt as you moan for him.. your wetness and secretions spreading across his chin,

You're trembling ever so slightly, on the verge of another orgasm that pretty much burned your body. His tongue flicks around and across your clit, smirking into your pussy as he raises your legs a bit to deepen his tongue.

You move to grip onto the sheets, biting back a moan, but all it does is slip right off your tongue. 

Hands and fingers moving from his hair, you spread your folds for him, and he groans into your thigh as he slides his tongue in, out, and through your soaking folds, knowing you were nearing your orgasm.

"Mm, come on," He mutters as you finally ride out your high, releasing onto his tongue for him, and he pulls his head from between your thighs after pressing a soft kiss to your clit. 

Jean moves away for barely a minute to fetch a damp cloth, running it over your thighs and abdomen to clean you off enough to finally head to sleep.

He sits you in a chair in a corner of your bedroom gently, eyeing the hickeys and bite-marks all over your skin before he goes out of the way to change the sheets. You were practically falling asleep in your seat, but around 10 minutes later he shakes you awake softly and you open your eyes.

"Don't fall asleep on my just yet." He chuckles, kissing you.

"I won't I promise." You say quietly as you sit down on the bed. Your entire body was sore, and Jean tossed you a shirt and a pair of loose underwear, as he had just changed.

"Thanks." You then mutter, changing quickly as well. 

Jean brings you further up the bed with him, laying you on top of him. His soft sweatpants brought you even more warmth in the somewhat cold room, the ceiling fan above your head spinning.

You were in a position where your lower-half was in-between his legs, and your upper half was on his, chest and stomach. He rubs your back softly, closing his eyes.

You stare at the window, watching the water-droplets roll down the glass from far away before shutting your own eyes, and listening to the sounds of the night. It really was nice like this.

When he would pull you close to him after a long night, sex, or just hanging out. And when you would listen to each other's breathing, and the AC as it buzzed in the room. 

Honestly, Jean's snoring always lulled you to sleep, as it would tonight.

And nearly every night for the rest of forever.

- published 5/14/2021

YALL I LIKE.. SCRATCHED BODAK YELLOW AN PUSSY FAIRY,
CAUSE I WANTED TO WRITE ONE THAT I COULD BE PROUD OF,
AND SO 'FANTASIZE' IS ON MY PROFILE, ITS OBVI A JEAN FIC 

also yall part 4 is gonna be hella angsty with like.. the gang
getting back together again for filming lol, also yall get to meet
jeans mum that part so not all is gonna be that bad whdbjdb

#hoes4jean