Lessons Yet To Learn || Jenlisa Adaption

Chapter 3

"Yeah?" Smirking, Lisa licked the curve of Jennie's jaw and fucked her harder. Her thick cock reamed Jennie's pussy, slick and wet pumping noises filling the silence of the early morning. "Go ahead. Come all over my big dick, Jennie. Let me feel that pussy cream—"

Jennie squeaked, her hand clamping over Lisa's mouth as she came with a shudder. Her entire body tensed, a scream pushing past her lips, her wetness flooding out of her entrance, coating Lisa's thrusting cock. "Yes!!" She tightened her hold around Lisa and gulped oxygen into her heaving lungs. "You feel so good—fuck!"

With a proud smile, Lisa lifted Jennie off the door and eased her down on the counter. She kissed her neck, hips pulling back and her solid meat out of Jennie's blushing cunt. It rested against Jennie's inner thigh as they kissed, Lisa's lips gliding against Jennie's swollen, bitten mouth. Once Jennie visibly relaxed, Lisa checked the clock and grinned. "I have half an hour before I start with the chores." She unbuttoned Jennie's plaid shirt and licked the valley of her tits. Lisa rocked her hips, her heavy shaft caressing Jennie's soft inner thighs. "What do you think I should do, sweetheart?"

Shivering, Jennie grasped the back of Lisa's neck and smiled. "How about I go on my knees..." She husked, fingers tracing the shape of Lisa's glans, her cock twitching some more. "And take your cock in my mouth, Lisa?"

Her smooth hand caressed the rest of Lisa's thick cock and gripped the base. Jennie slid off the counter and fell to her knees. She kissed and licked the lines of Lisa's hip, her hands rubbing Lisa's tense calves. "I can tell you want to fuck my mouth," Jennie murmured, her lips moving against the base of the brunette's cock. It twitched against Jennie's cheek, and a spurt of precum dribbled out of the slit to trickle along the side of Jennie's face. Lisa whimpered and rocked her hips, the leaking head rubbing against Jennie's smooth skin.

"I want to. Can I?" Lisa grasped the base of her cock and tapped the weight of it against Jennie's face. She dragged the head around Jennie's parted lips. She pushed inside, inch by inch, and watched it disappear between Jennie's hot, wet lips. Lisa drew back and watched a line of spit connected to her cockhead. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and, gripping Jennie's head in both hands, directed her heavy dick back into her mouth and thrust.

"Wrap your pretty lips around it—oh fuck, just like that," Lisa grunted and picked up the pace. The thick, mushroom head of her penis nudged the back of Jennie's throat. Both gasped at the sensation of Jennie's throat clenching around the tip before it pulled out before she choked. Lisa pulled back so only the head of her cock was in Jennie's mouth. Without any further instruction, Jennie smirked, as well as she could with her mouth full, and sucked.

She traced the eye of Lisa's cock, precum coating her tongue. Jennie looked up at Lisa and watched her eyes roll to the back of her head. Jennie lifted Lisa's shirt up to caress the skin of her abdomen, up to her breasts to play and pinch her stiff nipples. She bobbed her head, focusing on the tip of Lisa's thick meat, knowing that it would be enough to make her blow her load.

Soon enough, Jennie was able to pick up the hitches in Lisa's breathing. Her moans increased in volume, and her thighs shook with the strain of not fucking Jennie's throat as rough and as fast as she wanted to. "Gonna blow..." Lisa warned, her voice was thick and rough with arousal. She held the underside of Jennie's jaw and tilted her head up to look into dilated hazel eyes. "You want my load down your throat, baby?" She murmured with a slow smirk crawling up her lips.

Nodding, Jennie traced circles around and around Lisa's cock, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked harder. She made slick, slurping noises, and judging from the constant throbbing of Lisa's cock between her lips and the continuous stream of precum in her mouth, Lisa loved it. She grasped Jennie's dark hair and with a low growl, her dick pulsed out ropes and ropes of cum, enough to fill up Jennie's mouth with her semen. "God damn..."

Jennie swallowed down Lisa's cum neatly, and kissed the tip. "Am I good?"

"The best." Lisa smiled and helped her to her feet. She kissed her and tucked her half-hard cock back into her trousers. "I'll see you in a couple of hours." Lisa picked up Jennie's hand and brushed her mouth against her knuckles before heading out to work on her chores around the farm.

*

And so a routine was settled. Lisa and Jennie would wake up together, limbs entangled, Lisa's cock at full mast and digging into the crack of Jennie's ass. She would rut a few times, relishing the smoothness and the warmth, before easing Jennie onto her stomach and mounting her. Her knees on either side of Jennie's hips, Lisa would part her ass cheeks and slide her cock, up and down, until she was completely erect. Jennie would be half-awake by then, her pussy dripping all over her sheets.

Lisa would kiss Jennie's exposed shoulders and slip inside her soaked cunt. She would fuck her in slow, shallow strokes and would enjoy Jennie's kittenish whimpers muffled by her pillow. But as much as Lisa would love to keep her cock buried inside Jennie's grasping pussy, she had work to do.

So before the sun completely rose up into the Daegu sky, Lisa would speed up, pound into Jennie with the headboard keeping time of her thrusts. Jennie's spine would arch and her pussy would tighten, and that was how Lisa would know she was coming and coming hard.

With a growl and a final push, Lisa would shove her cock into Jennie's pussy and would fill her up with her sperm.

The rest of the day comes as easily as if they had been doing this for years. Breakfast, a few hours of farm work apart, and then lunch.

Usually, Lisa would fall to her knees then and nibble Jennie's pussy until she was breathless and coming all over her mouth. A better lunch than a sandwich, Lisa would say, but only because Jennie's pussy was just that good.

Just as Jennie and Lisa were getting used to this simple, pleasant routine, Jennie checked the mailbox and retrieved a postcard from Illinois. She returned indoors where Lisa was fixing the sink, dressed in an olive green tank top and cargo shorts, sweat cooling on her skin. "Darling, what's the matter?" Lisa asked. The sight of Jennie and her furrowed brows were nothing new, and it meant that something was happening.

"Dad wrote us a postcard. He said he'll be home by late Saturday."

"But today's Satur—oh."

Silence blanketed them for a few moments. Lisa replaced the wrench in the toolbox and pulled Jennie into a tender hold. "These past few days were fantastic, and I know you miss your dad." She kissed Jennie's pale neck, up her throat to her jaw. "I'll still be yours, Jennie. Just like how I was before your dad left. You have nothing to worry about."

Jennie pouted and pecked Lisa's mouth. "I know. But I'll miss the rampant sex in any room, at any time. I'm so sick of hiding how I feel for you." She sighed. "You're right. Nothing has to exchange, except the frequency of our... fun." She smirked and rubbed Lisa's cheek.

Later that day, with the moon rising up into the inky backdrop of the night, Lisa heard the distant rumbling of heavy machinery. She was with Jennie in the barn, milky moonlight pooling between the slits of the rafters, the raven-haired girl's hair tickling her arm. Lisa was holding her after more than a round of fierce and tender fucking. Kissing Jennie's lips until she stirred, Lisa motioned towards the dirt road. "Your dad's a couple of miles away. Do you want to go down to meet him?"

Weary from sleep, Jennie nodded either way. Lisa smiled and helped her get dressed, before going down the ladder. Jennie looped her arms around Lisa as they trudged out of the barn and onto the edge of the road. Jae was just pulling up, a smile on his face. "You kids didn't have to wait up for me."

"Jennie wanted to," Lisa said, resisting the urge to kiss Jennie's eyelids open as Jae hopped off the truck's cab. His shirt was wrinkled, but color has returned to his cheeks, and he couldn't stop smiling. "How was the trip?"

As Jae told her, they walked back into the house for a quick pot of warm milk before bed. The weathered farmer looked up over the rim of his cup. Lisa and Jennie were on the same seat, Jennie's head tucked against Lisa's shoulders. "I see you two bonded these past few days."

Grinning, Lisa admired Jennie's dark eyelashes and the serenity of her breathing. "I suppose you could say that."