Juliet, Jude and Jason
An Erotic Short Story
Jude let out a deep breath on my nape and I inhaled deeply, huffing out almost immediately. I felt his dick slide into my already wet pussy and the moan escaped my lips as my body jerked.
“I love you Juliet,” he moaned endlessly. “I love you and I can’t wait to have you for myself.”
I circled my legs round his naked hips and his dick dug deeper into my pussy. I shut my eyelids tighter and bit my lips. The sweat rained down our bodies as he increased the speed of his thrusts, letting out little groans.
“Come baby. Hit me harder,” I begged, scratching away at his back.
He pinned me to the bed and let out a wild moan, kissing my face endlessly and calling out my name. He got down and rolled over on the bed. I turned to the other side with a frown on my face and pulled the sheets over our naked bodies.
“You are beautiful and I love you so much,” he confessed.
“I know,” I said.
“Did you like the wedding gown aunt May showed you?” he asked.
“It’s beautiful,” I said and turned to him with a smile.
He was handsome. I had fallen for him because of that and he turned out to be my perfect man as time flew by. His little lips always had a smile on them and it made him have that boyish handsomeness about him. He was soft and tender but still the very kind of man I wanted. Someone I can gladly show around.
But I had that insatiable sexual appetite. Jude just could not get as far as I wanted him to and I needed something more. Our wedding was a few days away and it’s something I looked forward to. I love Jude and there is no denying it.
“My suit is due to arrive today,” he said.
I nodded absent mindedly and climbed down the bed. He watched me with the fascination in his eyes. He loves watching me naked. I wore my pants first and then threw my red gown over my body, pulling it down to my thigh.
“I need to pick up something in town,” I said.
“I would like to check if my suit has come in yet. Can I come with you?” he asked, looking up at me.
“No dear,” I replied, watching the disappointment register on his handsome face.
“Baby I’m really sorry. I just don’t know if I can wait for you to check in on your suit,” I explained, crawling up to him on the bed. He let out a smile and kissed me on the forehead.
“I understand,” he replied, rubbing my face. I excused myself and ran down the stairs of the hotel and made my way straight to the car park. I pulled my phone from my purse and dialed an unsaved number.
“Jason are you in?” I asked.
“Yes baby,” he said. I dropped the call and pulled the car out of the park. I stepped on the gas and hit the road.
I pulled into Jason’s driveway in about ten minutes. He had a nice house but that was none of my concern. My fiance had more. I walked into the front door and made my way upstairs, straight to his room.
“I knew you would be coming back,” he smiled at me, flashing his toned body at me.
He knew how crazy they drove me and he had that advantage over my Jude.
“Don’t flatter yourself,” I snapped and fell into his waiting arms.
“You love me. The earlier you admit that, the easier it will be for the both of us.”
I looked him in the eye and smiled. Something about his sauciness turned me on each time and he had that sexual charisma.
“Tell me you love me and watch how I will drive you crazy. Something that your pretty boy can’t do for you.”
“I love you Jason,” I whispered and immediately felt his fingers work their way into my pants. I moaned as he dug two of his big fingers into my wet pussy and swirled them around. I let out a wild gasp and he pulled me closer to his body like I was a feather.
“Who’s your daddy huh?” he asked.
“You are Jason,” I whispered as my body quivered.
“I can’t hear you.”
“You are my daddy, Jason. Just fuck me,” I yelled.
He lifted me off his bed and dropped me with a bang. He tore off his shorts and I beheld his massive dick as it dangled between his legs. I sat up from the bed and grabbed him by the balls, fondling them as I inserted his long shaft into my mouth. It went in halfway and stopped. He grabbed my by the back of my head and pushed it in farther. It got in as far as my throat and I let out a chocking sound. He stopped and I sucked him at my own pace, sliding it in and out at a slow but steady pace.
He moaned as I wiggled my tongue at the tip of his tool, licking up the thick fluid that gushed out of the little hole.
“Look at me while you suck at it baby,” he said. I bit my lips in a seductive manner and cast my gaze up at him. He worked at my clothes as I sucked him, removing them one at a time. I was naked before the whole thing was over and he pushed me gently to the bed, wedging his head in between my thighs. I moaned out and held my breath, waiting for his tongue to hit my clitoris. That was how I loved it and he knew that. Unlike my Jude, Jason knew the right buttons to push and I wished I could teach Jude to make love to me like that.
His tongue touched me and I winced in excitement. He bit my clit and flapped his tongue all over it.
“Baby give me more,” I pleaded and he complied, sticking his thick tongue into my wet hole. My hormones rushed and my body shook. I bit my lips hard and rubbed his hair with my hand. He tightened his grip on my thighs and pushed his fingers into my pussy one after the other until he had stuck three in me. I shook and held his wrist.
“Wait,” I begged. “Three fingers only.”
He obliged me and kept it at that. We went on and on until I begged for him inside of me. Even then, he waited long before finally getting up to do the real work on me. He bent low and latched his lips on mine, sucking out my tongue while at it.
He spread my legs wider and came into me slowly. His dick expanded the size of my pussy and I felt the tip hit my g-spot. I gasped as he started his thrust, coming in slowly and deeper each time. My breath followed the pattern of his movement and I sent my legs into the air as the sensation shook me like electric currents.
“Don’t stop,” I pleaded emotionally as he quickened his pace, coming on harder than he had started. The liquid soaked my pussy and lubricated his dick as he went non-stop, my legs wound round his thick hips. He fucked me missionary for long and then stopped, flipping me around on the bed.
“Don’t tear my asshole,” I joked and we laughed.
“I won’t do that to my queen.”
He said and slid his dick slowly into my asshole. My mouth went wide open without a sound.
“How is that?” he asked.
“Perfect,” I moaned.
“Can he do that to you?” he asked. “Can he fuck you like that?”
“No,” I gasped. “No he can’t baby.”
He tore away at my little hole with speed. My tits shook, the bed shook from his impact and my body went to and fro against his mighty thrusts. I let my mouth open and my moans grew louder with each seconds. My breath tripled and I screamed above the sound of the squeaking bed. Then the sensation got a better part of me.
“I love you baby,” I yelled. “You are the best for me and I love you so much.”
I felt the hot fluid shoot out of my pussy as I moaned louder than ever, declaring my undying love to him. He too groaned loud and gripped my ass so hard as he shot his ton of sperm into my asshole, making the whole bed shake.
We fell beside each other, our breaths running in unison. He turned to me with a smile on his face.
“Don’t look at me,” I said and threw my face away. He cackled and dropped his big hand on my pussy.
“How do you like that huh? How do you feel?” he asked.
“I feel guilty fucking my ex-boyfriend just days before my wedding.”
“That’s because you love me and you will always be running back to me.”
“Don’t flatter yourself dear. I love Jude more,” I said.
“Well, he should fuck you good so you can stop running back to me each time,” he said.
“Soon,” I asked and stood up from the bed, picking up my cloths and putting them on.
“Juliet,” he called as I walked to the door. I turned to him.
“We could have been good together. We were the perfect match,” he said. “Why did you have to leave?”
“Because you cheated on me with every single girl you ever came across,” I replied.
“And I promised you I was going to change.”
“I can’t gamble with my heart Jason. I am fine with Jude. He adores me and would never want to cheat on me.”
“But I adore you too. Give me another chance,” he begged. “You love me remember. I see it in your eyes each time.”
I shook my head and smiled. It’s too late Jason.”
I walked out of the door all satisfied but feeling guilty as hell. I don’t love Jason as much as I used to. I just loved his dick and what he did to me with it on the bed. I swore I was going to teach Jude how to please me. I love him so much and I hated that I have to cheat on him.
* * *
The days flew by and I walked the aisle with the love of my life. He was extremely dashing and a lot of the girls around thought I was lucky.
“You are too beautiful for me,” he whispered to me as we stood for our wedding picture. I smiled and pecked his cheek to the cheers of everyone around.
“You are perfect for me,” I whispered back. The lights flashed as the photographer took our pictures. I now had my dream man, only that I needed to teach him how to make me wet.
We stayed back in town for our honeymoon. We lodged at a hotel called The Meridian and we took the penthouse for ourselves.
“How do I keep you happy?” he had asked as we lay in bed one night, cuddled to each other.
“Do you really want to know?” I asked.
“Yes, I want to know.”
“It’s really going to be a silly answer,” I warned.
“I don’t mind. Just tell me.”
“Okay,” I said and bit my lips, rubbing the hairs on his chest. “Suck my pussy and fuck my asshole.”
The room went silent and I fidgeted in the darkness.
“Just that? He asked. I nodded and smiled.
“You could have told me all this while.”
“Really?” I asked in astonishment. “I thought you’d get angry if I asked.”
“Jeez baby, every guy loves to fuck a tight little hole,” he said.
“And you’d suck my pussy?” I asked.
“Will you suck my dick? Give me a mind blowing head job?”
“Baby, I will do more,” I said excitedly. He kissed my lips and threw off the sheets of the bed, revealing my naked body.
He went down on me, doing things that I never expected from him. Jason was good but he turned out better. He had all I had been seeking elsewhere. All I needed was talk to him about it. He had been too shy to ask for my sexual needs and I hadn’t thought I could ask.
The night was great as we took our lovemaking to another dimension. He took me to the heavens and back and we spent hours at it. I taught him the art of foreplay and he taught me how to work him to his full potential.
“How come you hid all this from me?” I asked as we lay panting on the bed, my head in his chest.
“I am not part of the crew that believes sex is a measure of love. I only think of it as necessary for letting out inexpressible feelings, and for making babies too,” he explained, caressing the hairs on my head.
“Sweetheart, I want you to think differently about it,” I said, raising my head up to look into his eyes. “It means a lot to me.”
“That’s okay, I am open to learning ways of pleasing you.”
“I will guide you through it,” I said and dropped my head back on his chest, shutting my eyes peacefully.
Our honeymoon lasted a month. We could afford it and we taught each other things we hadn’t discovered all our courtship days. Our love grew and we led each through on how to satisfy ourselves.
A handsome man, successful, and a wonder in the bed. A lady could never ask for more and I was lucky with my king. That was what I called him and he turned out just as crazy about me.
The last day of our honeymoon came. A day I had prayed would never come. I never wanted it to end and Jude felt the same way.
“How long do you think this will last?” he asked as I walked out of the bathroom, all wet with my towel barely covering my luscious tits. He said he loved it that way, a wet body with just a towel on.
“What dear?” I asked, stopping to look at him.
“All this..,” he said with a stutter. “This affair, this marriage, everything, how long do you think it will last?”
His voice was a sudden cold and the look on his face was different from the ones I knew him with.
“Baby what are talking about?” I asked as my lips trembled and my heart pounded. I was confused and the way he referred to our union as this marriage tore at my heart.
“How long do you think we are going to be together?” he yelled as his voice was bereft of the emotions that once lingered in them.
“Honey I want us to be together forever. Why are you saying these things?”
“Forever?” he asked and I nodded furiously, feeling the water as it trickled from my hair down to my face.
“Together forever and you are already doing this shit?”
“What shit Jude? What are you talking about?”
“This is exactly what I am talking about,” he snapped and threw my phone on the bed. The message screen was on the display.
“We haven’t even been together for 2 months and you are already bitching around.”
“I miss you baby and I can’t wait to have you back in my arms, to make love to you like your pretty boy couldn’t and hear your moan my name in ecstasy.”
The message was from Jason and the phone dropped from my hand as I read it. My eyes moistened as I found out how deep in trouble I was.
“Baby I can explain,” I started, trembling at the prospect that my one month marriage was on the verge of crashing.
“What do you intend to explain. How you fucked whoever the guy is or how you told him he was better than I was?” he asked. “Hell I loved you and I thought you loved me back for real.”
“Jude, I love you. I really do and I am not lying.”
He wasn’t listening to whatever I had to say. I watched him as he slipped from my grasp slowly. I was worth nothing in his eyes anymore and it hurt me deep.
He left the hotel before me. My world crashed as I prepared to leave after him. I wouldn’t want to go home to him with the way he was. It would hurt me more to be with him and have him not look at me or say anything to me.
I picked my phone and called Jason. He picked my call at the first ring.
“Hey baby,” he called. “Did you get my text?”
“Yes I did. My husband showed it to me,” I cried, wiping the tears as they dropped to my lips, tasting salty.
“How do you mean he showed it to you?” he asked.
“Jason, I was bathing when the message came in and Jude showed it to me when I walked out of the bathroom. Jason he left me here at the hotel and he wouldn’t even talk to me or listen to what I have to say.”
He went mute for a second and then spoke up again, real sober.
“Do you need me to come and pick you from the hotel?” he asked.
“No Jason. I want to stay away from me for the rest of your fucking life. You have ruined my life and my marriage. Thank you so much,” I said and threw the phone at the wall. I watched it shatter and crashed on the bed, soaked in my own tears.
I left the hotel later in the day. As the taxi sped me through the busy streets, every happy couple I saw on the way spiked me up and I wished I had left Jason the first time. I wished for many things at that moment and biggest of them all was that Jude would understand how much I loved him.
The taxi dropped me before Jason’s gate and I saw myself walking up to his room, barely conscious of the ground beneath my feet. I met him on his bed, staring into his phone.
“Juliet,” he called with a smile at the corner of his lips. I sniffed and trudged on, closer to his bed.
“Did you have to send that text?” I asked, staring him in the back. He looked back and his eyes darted all over my body, like he wanted to undress me with them.
“I was missing you. Never knew he crawls all over your phone. Is he that obsessed with you?”
“He is my husband and he had that right,” I argued weakly, unsure of why I had stopped over at his place in the first instance.
“Was. Say he was your husband,” he said with a smile.
“No guy would want to come back to you with a scandal like that,” he said. “And if he walks out on you, I am always around here.”
“You are silly. Silly, that’s what you are,” I said. He stood up from the bed and walked up to me, scooping me into his arms. I was too weak to resist.
“Admit it Juliet,” he said. “We love each other. You love me and I love you too. Admit that we won’t be getting rid of each other.”
“I love Jude and I am not leaving him for anything,” I said, pulling away from his holds.
“You are going to keep coming back to me, you can’t help it,” he bragged, throwing me a smile. I shook my head and walked away slowly.
“I only needed you to satisfy my sexual needs. I already taught him to handle me the way you do. I doubt if I will ever need you in my life again,” I said and watched the shock on his face. I walked out of his house with a firm resolve never to come back again.
The taxi took me home. To my husband’s house. I don’t know how I would survive without my king. It would be like living in hell.
The taxi took me home and I walked into the house, drenched by my guilt and burdened with the fear that he would ask me to leave. He stood by the bar, a bottle of Barcadi by his half filled glass. His eyes were bloodshot red and he didn’t want to look at me as I walked into the house.
I walked over to him and held his hand, the tears clouding my eyes.
“I am sorry Jude. I love you and I don’t know what I’d do if you ever left,” I begged.
“Why?” he asked. “Why did you have to do it?”
“I was selfish and only thought about pleasing myself. I love you and I am never going back to it again. Give me another change, Baby, please!”
He turned to me and huffed, biting his lips.
“What would I do if I ever let you go?” he asked, pulling me closer. “I am going to kill any other guy I find around you.”
I sniffed and fell into his arms, feeling the warmth of his skin against mine. I love him so much and what’s more, he has everything I need. ‘We are going to live happily ever after,’ I thought.
2 thoughts on “Juliet”
Kill the quote marks at the beginning of the third paragraph.
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