#mr ride

[hippiejunk]

A mannn

[pangur-and-grim]

[aalysspace]

Some say pocket puppy. Fish say shoulder squirrel.

[canisalbus]

Machete is like one of those surrogate sufferers where we imagine painful things happening to him so we can be happy.

God's special little boy. He sure is tested a whole lot.

[crazyrichxplainr]

Stephanie Hsu for Vogue Singapore (ph: Vanessa Zican Feng)

[lil-bby]

he is the standard, idc 🥱💞

[scimagic]

What motorcycle do you think would Mr. Puzzles? A Harley-Davidson? A Ducati? A Suzuki?

I honest to god cannot see him as a motorcycle guy fhdsakj I see him more into classic low riders (as seen in Despicable Mr. Puzzles with that dumb car of his), but I'd say he is willing to give them a try-! And then cry about it after the ride FHDSKJA

[kelpermoosee]

“Man of mystery, they call me Mr. L(uigi)!!” 🎶

[sol-insidious]

Bringing my two cents to the (in)famous Luke "Chanel Boots" Skywalker joke because I actually have weird thoughts about Luke and fashion tropes that go beyond haha gay blonde twink like luxury brand.

Thinking about Luke's characterization and fashion as a narrative device. The significance of Luke leaving Tatooine with literally nothing but the clothes on his back and donning Corellian Bloodstripes at the end of A New Hope.

Thinking about Luke's wardrobe gradually transitioning from lighter colors to black throughout Episodes IV-VI.

Thinking about the sheer intentionality of Luke having an all-black wardrobe in Return of The Jedi onwards. Is it to honor his father? To mourn him? To remind himself of who he could be and who he already is? All of the above? Thinking about the deliberate asymmetry of Luke's single black glove. Thinking about the white flap on his chest.

Thinking about Padmé and how she was molded into fashion since birth, the extravagance of her outfits and makeup as an Amidala. Thinking about how Luke seems to mirror her regal anonymity with his cloaked grim reaper fit. Thinking about Luke's disconnected relationship with his late mother and wondering if he ever felt the same level of restrictive empowerment she did when she wore her gowns.

Thinking about the nuances of queer fashion and how it can equally be as empowering and restrictive to the wearer.

Thinking about the white and orange prison uniforms in Andor and the colors of the Rebel Alliance.

Thinking about my old Modernist Literature professor who wrote her thesis on the colors of stockings in D.H. Lawrence's fiction and how women characters chose to wear bright stockings under their long, billowing skirts that no-one else but themselves could see. Thinking about the color pink in Legally Blonde. Thinking about reading dress and fashion as a legitimate pathway to literary analysis. Thinking about the utter significance of Luke's entire outfit. All of his outfits.

Thinking about those damn Chanel Boots.

[arthursfuckinghat]

I just realised I completely forgot to show my finished Arthur cosplay so here!!

You can find the process of me making the hat here! Everything including the hat and the materials was purchased second hand and using things I already had (the rope, jeans, journal, neckerchief, etc) so it's a very budget cosplay but I think it turned out well! The total came to about £45, there's receipts here if you're interested <3

[foolsfrogg]

allow me to carefully scream and cry everywhere <33

uehehehehehee

[violetmuses]

Wait! Hear me out: Mr. and Mrs. Smith AU?! ❤️‍🔥🖤 👀

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Summaries under the cut

Smile by Raina Telgemeier

Raina just wants to be a normal sixth grader. But one night after Girl Scouts she trips and falls, severely injuring her two front teeth, and what follows is a long and frustrating journey with on-again, off-again braces, surgery, embarrassing headgear, and even a retainer with fake teeth attached. And on top of all that, there’s still more to deal with: a major earthquake, boy confusion, and friends who turn out to be not so friendly. This coming-of-age true story is sure to resonate with anyone who has ever been in middle school, and especially those who have ever had a bit of their own dental drama.

Arc of a Scythe by Neal Shusterman

Thou shalt kill.

A world with no hunger, no disease, no war, no misery. Humanity has conquered all those things, and has even conquered death. Now scythes are the only ones who can end life—and they are commanded to do so, in order to keep the size of the population under control.

Citra and Rowan are chosen to apprentice to a scythe—a role that neither wants. These teens must master the “art” of taking life, knowing that the consequence of failure could mean losing their own.

Maximum Ride by James Patterson

Six unforgettable kids — with no families, no homes — are running for their lives. Max Ride and her best friends have the ability to fly. And that's just the beginning of their amazing powers. But they don't know where they come from, who's hunting them, why they are different from all other humans... and if they're meant to save mankind — or destroy it.

From the Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E. Frankweiler by E. L. Konigsburg

When Claudia decided to run away, she planned very carefully. She would be gone just long enough to teach her parents a lesson in Claudia appreciation. And she would go in comfort - she would live at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. She saved her money, and she invited her brother Jamie to go, mostly because he was a miser and would have money.

Claudia was a good organizer and Jamie had some ideas, too; so the two took up residence at the museum right on schedule. But once the fun of settling in was over, Claudia had two unexpected problems: She felt just the same, and she wanted to feel different; and she found a statue at the Museum so beautiful she could not go home until she had discovered its maker, a question that baffled the experts, too.

The Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame

For more than a century, The Wind in the Willows and its endearing protagonists—Mole, Water Rat, Badger, and, of course, the incorrigible Toad—have enchanted children of all ages. Whether the four friends are setting forth on an exciting adventure, engaging in a comic caper, or simply relaxing by the River Thames, their stories will surprise and captivate you.

Hailed as one of the most enduringly popular works of the twentieth century, this story is a classic of magical fancy and enchanting wit. Penned in lyrical prose, the adventures and misadventures of the book’s intrepid quartet of heroes raise fantasy to the level of myth. Reflecting the freshness of childhood wonder, it still offers adults endless sophistication, substance, and depth.

Abhorsen by Garth Nix

Sent to a boarding school in Ancelstierre as a young child, Sabriel has had little experience with the random power of Free Magic or the Dead who refuse to stay dead in the Old Kingdom. But during her final semester, her father, the Abhorsen, goes missing, and Sabriel knows she must enter the Old Kingdom to find him.

The Westing Game by Ellen Raskin

A bizarre chain of events begins when sixteen unlikely people gather for the reading of Samuel W. Westing's will. And though no one knows why the eccentric, game-loving millionaire has chosen a virtual stranger—and a possible murderer—to inherit his vast fortune, one thing's for sure: Sam Westing may be dead ... but that won't stop him from playing one last game!

Gone by Michael Grant

In the blink of an eye, everyone disappears. Gone. Except for the young.

There are teens, but not one single adult. Just as suddenly, there are no phones, no internet, no television. No way to get help. And no way to figure out what's happened.

Hunger threatens. Bullies rule. A sinister creature lurks. Animals are mutating. And the teens themselves are changing, developing new talents—unimaginable, dangerous, deadly powers—that grow stronger by the day. It's a terrifying new world. Sides are being chosen, a fight is shaping up. Townies against rich kids. Bullies against the weak. Powerful against powerless. And time is running out: On your 15th birthday, you disappear just like everyone else...

Heidi by Johanna Spyri

Little orphan Heidi goes to live high in the Alps with her gruff grandfather and brings happiness to all who know her on the mountain. When Heidi goes to Frankfurt to work in a wealthy household, she dreams of returning to the mountains and meadows, her friend Peter, and her beloved grandfather.

The Neverending Story by Michael Ende

The story begins with a lonely boy named Bastian and the strange book that draws him into the beautiful but doomed world of Fantastica. Only a human can save this enchanted place by giving its ruler, the Childlike Empress, a new name. But the journey to her tower leads through lands of dragons, giants, monsters, and magic, and once Bastian begins his quest, he may never return. As he is drawn deeper into Fantastica, he must find the courage to face unspeakable foes and the mysteries of his own heart.

[advxnturer]

i saw this post and got inspired

[kesujo]

Chapter 7: A Game of Chess - Part 2

Previous part here.

A/N: link to the chess game again: https://www.chess.com/analysis/library/5c899FnMgi The move Jessica and Parker left off on was move 33, with the next move being King to e7. You can navigate to that by finding “33. c6” amongst the wall of text on the right console and clicking on that, which should advance the board to that move.

“I don’t suppose you can go easy—”

Parker’s gaze snapped back onto the board at the first sight of Jessica’s erect nipples proudly standing at the peaks of her boobs, forgetting that she was also completely in the nude. Seeing the reaction elicited a giggle from the titillated woman. “What? It’s not like you haven’t seen them before.”

“Don’t say it so casually, as if I should be completely unphased by seeing the boobs of my best friend’s wife.”

“Why not? I’m fine with you looking at them whenever you want.”

“Well, I’m not.”

Jessica chuckled. “You’re so interesting, Parker; even now, you’re still so fiercely loyal. No wonder Hunter values your friendship so much.”

Those words served as yet another reminder for the precarious situation he was in, and how messed up it was. What was even worse was how Parker had more or less acclimated to Jessica’s shenanigans already, after realizing last time that, despite technically being able to classify what Jessica was doing to him as ‘rape’, how he actually didn’t hate, or really even harbor any negative feelings towards, her.

In the following few days, Parker struggled with this and even considered bringing this up with his counselor, but he found himself unable. Even though there was patient-client confidentiality, Parker felt like sharing the secret between him and Jessica was wrong, somehow. Like, maybe Hunter could somehow figure out through her. How? He wasn’t sure. Was Parker just making excuses to himself? Was this some kind of Stockholm Syndrome, where Jessica was conditioning him to accept everything, and eventually even like being in this situation?

But after thinking about it a bit, the clear answer was no. It wasn’t the thought of having sex with Jessica that was the problem, it was that she was Hunter’s wife. If Jessica was single, then Parker would have absolutely no qualms fucking her, but … she had already entered a pact with Hunter. And not only was she breaking that pact, but Parker was breaking his with Hunter: that a best friend not screw over each other. Or in this case, screw the other’s wife.

“Whatever, let me focus on the game.”

“Hm? Why, are my puppies too distracting for you?” Jessica remarked teasingly, leaning her chest over the board and shaking the voluptuous pair of milk jugs attached to it.

Parker tried his best to focus solely on the board, but he would be lying if he claimed that Jessica’s jiggling tits didn’t distract him at all. He was a straight man, after all; they would be irresistible to anyone. At least, that’s how Parker justified it inside his head.

Parker settled on moving his king closer to the pair of pawns, hoping he could somehow salvage the disastrous situation he was in.

However, it barely phased Jessica: her immediate response was to push the pawn on the 6th rank one step closer to promotion, and incidentally, attacking his rook.

“You remember the punishment for letting me promote, don’t you?” she sang, the smile so prominent in her voice that Parker could feel it despite keeping his eyes trained on the chessboard.

“Yeah,” he grumbled, moving the rook in front of the pawn. Jessica responded by moving the other pawn to d6, Parker having basically no choice but to stick his king in the space next to both dangerous pawns.

While the pawns were stuck in place for now, keeping them there required Parker to sacrifice the mobility of his most powerful remaining piece on the board. Winning, stalemating, both required his rook having the freedom to move it wherever he pleased. Fortunately, the same was more or less true for her own rook: if she moved it, his king could swoop in and take the undefended pawn on d6, and there wasn’t much Jessica could do to prevent him from proceeding to take the pawn staring his rook in the face. She could bring her king and use it to break the stalemate between her two pawns and his rook and king, but that would take up to 10 moves. Jessica probably wouldn’t want to waste 10 moves to do that; but then again, he wasn’t really in a position to punish that.

Jessica’s response ended up being to leave those pieces as they were and instead moved her h pawn up one space. Parker, having nothing else to do, moved his a pawn up two spaces, Jessica mirroring the move with her g pawn.

“Hm?”

Parker took the pawn with his. Why did Jessica just offer him a free pawn—

“OK, where do you want me to kiss you?”

Fuck. Right, that was still a thing.

 “And you can’t say ‘lips’ again.”

Parker hesitated, doing his best to fight the growing urge to look at her. “Well, you said ‘neck’ for your second one, so I’ll say that too.”

“OK!”

He could hear her move to his side, and when he felt her soft hand snake across his back and onto his shoulder, he hastily added, “But don’t do it for too long.”

“Mmm,” was her only reply before closing the distance between their bodies. Parker’s body tensed up, a sharp inhale of oxygen entering his system as the soft, velvety texture of Jessica’s boobs pressed against his arm, her other hand caressing his jaw while she dove into the crook of his neck. The feeling of Jessica’s ample bust against his arm combined with the sensual manner in which she planted the kiss on his neck caused his fists to ball up, discomfort increasing as he felt her starting to suckle on his skin a bit.

“OK, that’s enough.” When she didn’t respond, instead continuing to mark him, Parker repeated, with a louder voice, “Hey—Jessica!”

That was enough to get her attention. “Oh, sorry,” she said after pulling away, the smile on her face telling him that she clearly wasn’t sorry. “Is that your first hickey?”

“Y—I’m not answering that.”

“Yes? It was?”

“Why do you sound so excited about that?”

By the time Jessica returned to her side of the chessboard, she was positively beaming. “Looks like I took your hickey virginity too!”

“What do you mean ‘too’? You haven’t taken any other virginity of mine.”

“Oh, so you’ve had anal sex before?”

“OK, I—just shut up.”

It was times like this that Parker realized why he found it so hard to hate Jessica. The way she bantered with him always kept him on his toes, and her laughter was so addictive and infectious that he found himself with a smile on his face shortly after. Despite the fact that she was coercing him into sex, it wasn’t like she was doing it maliciously; she still showed her playful and joking side, a side of her that was pretty much impossible to hate.

“Hm, well maybe I’ll take more in the future~” she sang, moving her king up one square.

The next move took Parker considerably longer than usual, ultimately deciding on moving his rook to e8; her king was clearly standing in the way of the promotion of his pawns, and sitting back and doing nothing would only lead to Jessica’s victory. What he needed to do was to be proactive.

Jessica too thought a bit before moving her rook to b3; not thinking about it much, he moved his rook to e2 as planned, attacking her pawn on the a-file and hopefully opening a path for his pawn, but seeing her next move made him realize he had just made a terrible mistake.

Rook to b8, with nothing to stop her pawn from promoting.

“Fuck.”

“Looks like you’ll have to at least eat me out one more time~” Jessica sang, fingers playing with the dangerous rook.

Before, Parker knew that his chances to win were slim, but now, Parker understood that his only option was to go for a stalemate.

If he couldn’t stop the pawn from promoting, the least he could do was recapture the promoted piece; so, he begrudgingly moved his rook behind the dangerous pawn, moving his king out of the way after she checked it with her rook. “Man, you left me hanging from before, but this time you can’t stop until I cum~” she continued her teasing in a gleeful sing-song voice, moving the pawn to the edge of the board.

Parker grumbled in reply, moving his rook to capture the queen, Jessica capturing the rook back with her own rook.

On the plus side, the leftover horniness he was feeling after fucking Jessica for five minutes pretty greatly contributed to him getting distracted by Jessica’s impressive rack—or at least, that’s what he told himself. If he was able to release, then maybe he would be able to focus more on the game.

But then there was the game itself. Even if he could pour 100% of his focus on what remained of the game—heck, even if he could pour 120% into it—he still probably couldn’t win. He barely even had a chance to draw, but that was what Parker was counting on. If he couldn’t win those days free from Jessica, he should at least fight to be free from her for one day.

Watching Jessica come back around the table, Parker once again steeled himself for what was to come. If he just endured this and managed to squeak out a stalemate, then he could go to bed less guilt-ridden than he would’ve otherwise. “Can we do this simultaneously again?”

“Ooh, that eager to receive my blowjob?”

Parker scoffed. “I just want this to be over with as soon as possible.”

“No can do!” Parker furrowed his brows, opening his mouth to ask why but was beaten by Jessica, answering the question he was about to ask, “Because this time, I want to look at you while your cock is in my mouth and when you pour your thick semen down my throat.”

Parker flinched at the sudden dirty talk from Jessica, the reaction drawing out another giggle from the lecherous woman. “Did you really have to word it like that?”

“I mean, it looks like the idea of looking me in the eye while you’re filling my mouth with your cum turned you on. Look!” she said, tapping on his stiffened rod.

“Are you going to just talk all day or are you going to let me give you your reward?”

“Ooh, you—”

“And no, it’s not because I’m eager to have you cum all over my face or whatever.”

Jessica full-on laughed at that. “I’m that predictable, huh?”

“Yeah, why can’t you be more predictable in chess?”

“Well, this is our first time playing chess, but we’ve fucked many times—”

“Right, you didn’t need to remind me.”

Jessica chuckled again, seating herself on his chest but this time facing him. “Ready?”

Parker, who was avidly avoiding Jessica by looking to the side, begrudgingly shifted his eyes back onto her, first on her face before swiftly moving down to the perfectly shaved labia that covered her womanhood. “No, but I don’t have a choice, so…”

Jessica scooted the rest of the way forward, stopping just in front of his face. “Better get to work then!”

Parker sighed again, reminding himself that he just had to get through this, placing his hands on her upper thighs, closing his eyes, blocking out his thoughts, and leaning forward.

“Mmm, god…” Jessica’s incredibly sensual moan didn’t help the arousal he was already feeling from the taste of the sweet nectar already leaking out of her entrance as her wet folds pressed against his lips. After finally situating himself properly, he transitioned from kissing her pussy lips to gently running his tongue over them. The result was an even louder encouraging moan, her hands darting to the back of his head and pushing him deeper. With no choice but to oblige, Parker pushed his tongue past her wet folds.

“O-Ooh!” A sharp gasp arose from the lustful woman, followed by another as Parker’s right hand made its way to the intersection of her legs and found her clit.

As much as Parker tried to block out all thoughts and go on autopilot, the taste of Jessica’s sweet honey continually assaulting his taste buds, the softness of her thighs that were pressed against the sides of her head, the sultry sighs and moans of ecstasy coming from her, even the pleasing feeling of her moist vaginal lips against his lips prevented him from doing so. He desperately wanted to tell his libido to calm down and his dick to stop growing so erect, but it was simply impossible; and as Jessica’s orgasm grew closer, his excitement to release afterwards buzzed in the back of his mind.

“Fuck, Parker, you’re so good at this.” The breathlessness in Jessica’s voice was a clear indication of her impending orgasm, a task that barely took Parker five minutes. “God, I wish Hunter was as good as you at this…”

At this point, Parker was so lost in his losing battle with his own lust that he didn’t even feel any remorse upon hearing the name of his best friend. Instead, Parker focused on the twitching of her leg muscles, the increased flow of her juices, the increased tightness at which she pulled on his hair, the bucking of her hips against his face, the shakiness of her voice, all the indications of the married woman’s orgasm that he had grown far too learned about. It took another minute of Parker alternating between dipping his tongue inside her wet folds and caressing and licking them with his tongue, his right hand roughhousing the sensitive nub sitting above her slit before the thing he had been working so hard for finally arrived.

“Fuck, Parker, I’m cumming!”

Jessica’s ecstatic scream rung inside the ears of the man whose face was now being flooded with a torrent of the viscous bodily fluid that was previously tickling his taste buds. With his face firmly trapped by Jessica’s soft thighs, Parker had no choice but to lap up as much of the sticky fluid as he could. It was only after her orgasm subsided almost a minute later that Parker could breathe in a lungful of fresh air, although by the time Jessica had released Parker from her grasp, his face was still covered in her juices.

Jessica, after unmounting Parker, giggled after taking a look at him. “Sorry, let me clean that up for you.”

“You don’t need to—”

When Jessica advanced despite Parker’s insistence against it, he knew that it wasn’t up for debate. So, he sat upright and let the nude woman wipe of the excess fluid with her fingers, turning them around and sticking them straight into her mouth. When she finished, Parker’s erection had only grown stronger at seeing the sexy seductress spooning her own juices into her mouth. Unfortunately, this didn’t go by unnoticed by Jessica, who let out a delighted squeal.

“Wow, look at how hard you are for me!” she said, scooting backwards so that her face was hovering over his stiff member.

“Are we moving to the couch?”

“Nope! Here’s fine,” Jessica answered, her upper body arched upwards with her boobs resting on his lap, the rest of her body laying across the carpeted floor with her legs splayed out behind her. She lowered her face onto it, planting chaste kisses along the shaft of his erect penis. “You wanted this to be over with quickly, right?” she said, planting another kiss on the sensitive, swollen tip.

An involuntary shudder ran down Parker’s body, another thing that did not go by unnoticed by Jessica. Before she could say anything, Parker cut her off. “Yeah, let’s just finish the game.”

“Well, don’t blame me if you cum more quickly than you expected~” she said in a sing-song voice, wasting no time by enveloping the lower part of his cock with her ample bust.

Parker could tell that Jessica wasn’t being serious because of how much pressure she immediately began applying to his shaft. “Fuck,” he groaned, caught completely off-guard as Jessica combined the action with taking the part of his cock that poked out of Jessica’s bosom into her mouth. The suction she applied was yet another indication of Jessica’s intent to get Parker to achieve orgasm quickly, the added effect of her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip adding onto the tension already present from everything before.

It was like no blowjob he had ever received before: her hands were gently caressing his balls, her soft tits rubbing along the length of his shaft, spreading thin the mass quantities of warm saliva dribbled onto his cock, her tongue’s masterful dance around his dick, the relentless suction formed by the tight seal of her soft lips, which themselves felt amazing as they glided along his penis, everything worked in perfect tandem. Her eyes were directed downward in a concentrated gaze, alternating between using her boobs and burying his cock all the way down her throat.

“Shit, fuck…”

Parker was completely overwhelmed by the sensation, feeling the pent-up feeling built from fucking her for five minutes to looking at her beautiful tits while trying to concentrate on the game of chess they were playing to eating her pussy out coming to a head. His fists were clenched tightly, his toes curled, his entire body tensed at the vigorous, unrelenting attack.

While Jessica took about seven minutes, Parker barely lasted two before the tension in his lower body became unbearable. “Jess—” remembering what she said previously about not minding being caught off guard, Parker elected to cut his warning off short.

However, the strained noise drew the attention of the vixen, who replaced her mouth with her tits before looking up. “Hm?”

It was at that very moment that Parker exploded, the first stream hitting her square in the jaw, causing her to flinch. She quickly recovered, leaning her upper body over it and letting Parker ride out his orgasm by pressing her tits against his cock and pumping it fiercely, the remaining ropes of semen strewn across her clavicle, neck, shoulders, and cleavage. “Mm, it’s a bit of a waste, but oh well,” she commented after Parker’s orgasm finally subsided, pulling away and rubbing the viscous white fluid against her whiter skin.

Even though the cloud of lust that was muddling his thoughts had lifted, Parker still found himself unable to peel his eyes away from the extremely provocative sight of the completely nude Jessica rubbing his cum all over her boobs. He was able to divert his gaze before Jessica finished, but the sly smile she gave him told the ashamed man that she knew he was looking. “We can go back to the game, right?”

“I still have one more reward to win from you, for capturing your rook.”

Fuck. That’s right.

“Let me rest a little bit first, at least.”

After brief consideration, Jessica thankfully accepted his proposition. When she had returned to her side of the board, Parker had already moved his king to capture her pawn; the purpose of doing so was to remove the pawn from the board before she had situated herself so that hopefully, she wouldn’t notice and demand that he accept his ‘reward’ for capturing the piece. Unfortunately, the plan fell flat on his face.

“Looks like I owe you another kiss. Where do you want it?”

So much for that.

“Uh, I don’t know. Neck?”

“Nope, you said that already. I’m not taking duplicate answers again.”

“Fine…” the more he wracked his brain, the more it turned out empty. “How about…” he knew that if he didn’t answer in time, Jessica would offer something. “Um…” and, not having any alternatives, he would essentially have no choice but to oblige.

“How about on your upper thigh?”

“Wha—um, ok…?”

Parker didn’t realize how bad it was until Jessica crawled under the table and brought her face almost right next to his crotch. “Wait—” panic suddenly seized his body, breathing a sight of relief when Jessica stuck to her word and planted a kiss on his upper thigh—a mere inch or two away from his groin, but on his upper thigh nonetheless.

When Jessica reemerged, she had a smug smirk on her face. “Why did you say ‘Wait’? Were you afraid I was going to kiss someplace else?”

“Never mind, just move.”

Jessica’s eyes curved into another smile, another giggle coming from the elated vixen. “Maybe I should do this then, if you want a kiss someplace else,” she said, moving her f-file pawn forward one space.

“Really?”

Looking at the board, Parker knew he pretty much had no choice but to take the pawn. He was behind enough as it was, he didn’t need to give Jessica a free pawn. So, he begrudgingly took the pawn, her king taking the pawn back.

“Well, there isn’t really anywhere else you can choose but on your balls, right?”

Parker sighed. “Yeah, fine.”

“And for me, you’ll also have to kiss my upper thigh.”

Parker joined Jessica on the couch again, his breath hitching at seeing Jessica kneel down in front of him, head dipping downwards. To his dismay, another erection started forming, something that was impossible to hide from Jessica whose face was inches away from it. “Oh, looks like you’re ready for me to collect my reward~”

Parker didn’t respond, pressing his lips together upon feeling her soft lips firmly press themselves against his scrotum; it was when she took it into her mouth and gave it a gentle suction that Parker spoke up again. “H-Hey, that’s not a kiss! What are you—”

Jessica stopped before he finished his sentence, looking up and giving him an apologetic smile. “Sorry, I just got a bit carried away.”

He couldn’t get mad at her when she was smiling at him like that. How could he? Jessica was simply too adorable. Which was a weird thing to consider, considering how incredibly erotic her current state of complete undress was.

“Your turn, and then I get five minutes with you!”

They exchanged positions, Parker wasting no time and quickly dipping his head between her legs and planting a firm kiss on her upper thigh. Jessica squealed in response, her body jumping and incidentally pushing his head closer to her womanhood radiating with heat. Thankfully, he was able to stop himself before he made contact, but when he shot another accusatory glance at Jessica, she gave him another apologetic smile. “Sorry, I didn’t mean that. I’m pretty sensitive right now.”

“Whatever, it’s fine. Let’s get—”

“Where are you going? I’m claiming my five minutes right now.”

Parker had turned around and hoped that Jessica forgot about it, but of course, she didn’t.

“Sit down here,” she said, patting the spot on the edge of the couch with one hand while reaching for her phone with the other.

Parker’s eyes landed on her hands, hesitating for a brief second before realizing that he couldn’t get out of it, and reluctantly obeyed. “Five minutes, OK?”

Parker let out some warbled noise of surprise when Jessica mounted him not a second after he seated himself, straddling his legs with her honey-smooth ones. As if by instinct, his eyes fell on the pair of milk jugs that settled in front of him, only realizing what he was doing a few seconds later and ripping his gaze away from it and to the smug smirk from Jessica. “Are you sure you only want five minutes?”

“Just start the timer already.”

Parker didn’t expect her to oblige so readily, so when she barely took a second to align her core to his cock and plunged it deep inside her, he felt himself jump in surprise, as if an electric current had passed through his body.

“Oh, fuck—” Parker cut himself short, his eyes moving away from the phone with the running timer to take a peek at the lustful woman who had just filled herself with his cock to see a smirk even more smug than before, if possible.

“Mmm, you like my pussy that much? Does it—”

“Shut up.”

Jessica giggled, planting her arms on his shoulders. “Don’t worry, it’s only five minutes, there’s no way you’ll cum that quickly.” Her voice trembled with each downward motion, her voice mixing in with the faint but distinct slap of her voluptuous ass against his groin. The accompanying jiggling motion of her breasts was hypnotizing, so much so that Parker had to consciously make an effort to not look at them, even from the corner of his eyes, instead directing them firmly on the timer on the phone beside them. However, if one asked Parker to read the amount of time left, he probably wouldn’t be able to. “Right?”

But even worse was the pleasure coursing through his veins at the feeling of her fleshy, moist vaginal walls tightly wrap around his member, pushing and pulling along its length as Jessica continued to ride him. With each stroke, he could feel more and more of his cock disappear inside the debauched woman.

Bear with it, Parker. It’s just five minutes. Probably less now. It’s just five minutes.

“You—o-oh, fuck—” the second his mouth opened, Jessica grinded her hips against his, the rotating motion causing the wet, warm walls of Jessica’s vagina to twist around the perimeter of his dick. That, and the combined tightness of her pussy, caught Parker off guard, an inexplicable moan escaping from his lips.

“Fuck, I can never get over how big you are,” she breathed, her arms wrapping more tightly around his neck, pushing it downwards directly into her bosom. “Your cock goes so deep inside me, oh god…”

Parker had his eyes tightly shut and lips pressed together, desperately trying to block out the extremely pleasant feeling of her boobs being smooshed against his face. It was so smooth though, and softer than any pillow he ever had, and his face fit so well between the mounds of fat, not to mention how warm it was…

Stop that. Fuck, this is Hunter’s wife.

“God, you’re hitting my cervix, holy fuck, Parker—”

At that exact moment, the timer went off. Jessica frowned, settling back on Parker’s lap and opening her eyes, turning her pleading gaze to him.

“What are you looking at me like that for? Your five minutes are up, get off.”

“Hmph, you’re no fun,” she pouted, obeying nonetheless and unmounting him. A slight gasp passed through her lips as his dick unplugged her hole, Parker scampering back to his side of the board.

As cold as Parker’s reply was, it was only a mask to hide how much his arousal returned. If it had gone on for any longer, then…

He didn’t want to think about it.

Instead, after returning to his spot, he silently moved his king diagonally, closer to his f4 pawn.

“You didn’t have to be so cold.”

Rook to e8, attacking his king.

“Sorry.” King to f5, moving his king out of check in hopes that he could keep his king in defense of his pawn. “I didn’t meant to sound cold, I just wanted to get back to the game.”

“Ah, really?”

Rook to e4, directly attacking the pawn. It was a solid move, one that signed the death warrant of that pawn.

“Yeah…”

Pawn to g5. It was a long shot, but maybe he could sneak the pawn past everything and promote it? That would mean getting another blowjob from Jessica at least, but it was a small price to pay for the upside of winning.

But, of course, Jessica responded simply by taking his pawn with her own.

What was he thinking? Anyone who knew chess to any extent would capture that pawn first. At this point, was he just insulting Jessica’s competency by continuing to play? But Jessica only stood to gain for extending the game as much as possible, didn’t she?

“God damnit.” With nothing else to do, he took back the pawn.

With every pawn trade, his infinitesimal chances to stalemate slipped further away.

“You first this time, you get to give my pussy another kiss~”

“I mean—” He stopped. There was no possible way to even stalemate at this point. A rook and a pawn versus two pawns … there was practically no way to stalemate this. Save for a huge blunder by Jessica that Parker didn’t believe Jessica would do. “—there isn’t much point to play this game anymore, is there? I lost, and any reward you can claim along with your reward for winning the game. Right?”

“What do you mean? You can still stalemate.”

Parker shook his head. “I’m not going to insult your ability to close out such a simple endgame.”

“Ah, I see, you’re just—”

“And it’s not because I’m eager to let you have your way with me.”

Again, Jessica laughed at Parker’s response. “Well, if you’re OK with it, then I guess I won!”

This time, it felt worse than usual; Parker felt like he had personal agency in escaping from Jessica, and therefore had some say in being in this situation. He could understand that this view was flawed, but it didn’t make the feeling of personal responsibility any worse.

If only he focused more, if only he had tried to learn more while doing those daily chess puzzles, if only he didn’t let himself get distracted by Jessica’s tits, big and out in the open as they were … if only he hadn’t made such stupid mistakes, if only he had stopped and considered Jessica’s potential moves more, then maybe he wouldn’t be put in a position where he allowed his best friend’s wife to cheat with him again.

“Alright, so for my reward, I want to fuck in the hallway~”

“No.”

The thought that ‘this was the line’ had occurred to him again and again, but Jessica always blew past it like it was nothing. However, this time, it was different; this time, Parker was actually seriously considering risking Jessica telling Hunter in exchange for disobeying her.

“Why not? It’s so late, it’s not like anyone—”

“No. Please.”

“Hmm…” the sincerity in his eyes and the fear in his voice was enough to get Jessica to reconsider. “In that case, what do you suggest?”

This time, Parker was ready. He knew the ramifications of hesitating to answer, so he said the first thing that came to mind. “How about the balcony?” But when he saw Jessica’s eyes light up at the suggestion, he knew he had just made a terrible decision.

Next part here.

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