Jenna's Vacation

By Alison Shaw

Jenna is back and having her brains screwed out in Manhattan but is she finally reaching her limit?

Maybe it's time she rediscovered her roots. Maybe it's time she returned to Northern England where she originally came from. Maybe it's also time she had a vacation from sex. But how long can she go without it ?

This is the third part of Jenna's erotic adventures and it begins just a few weeks after 'Jenna's Grand Tour' ended.

Warning: This book is only suitable for adults. It contains some explicit and let's face it, gratuitous sex scenes and may shock! It does however, have more romance than the other instalments and a happy ending.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Alison Shaw
• Release date: Feb 23, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311665041

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Jenna’s Vacation

By Alison Shaw

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Copyright 2015 Alison Shaw

Cover photo Gerard Moonen

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Jenna in the Midwest

Jenna's Grand Tour

A Hot Mess

The Captive Pirate

The Palace Guard

Offshore

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Chapter 1

Jenna’s editor was very glad to see her. Or so it seemed from the swelling bulge that stretched the crotch of his Gucci suit pants the minute she nonchalantly opened her legs to reveal a lack of panties. He was standing by the window of his forty second floor office and from her seated position she had an excellent view of Manhattan as well as his rapidly growing erection. Her skirt rode higher up her thighs and she eased them open a little wider and waited with bated breath to see if he was going to do anything about it.

You appear to have forgotten to wear underwear, Miss Adams, he said in his coolly refined voice, his eyes fixed on her crotch.

Jenna just sucked her pen into her mouth and gazed back at him with calculation. In the confines of his now overly tight pants, his cock leapt and she ran the pen along her bottom lip. His usually pale gray eyes darkened to black. He could see how wet she was and she squirmed slightly in the leather chair.

That is a serious infraction of the dress code, he said.

She just continued to suck on her pen and look up at him naughtily under batting eyelashes. God, she was turning herself on. If he didn't do something soon she might come merely from thinking about it.

And what is the punishment for such infractions? she asked, just managing to keep the smirk from her face.

His hand gripped the edge of his desk, as he made her wait. Letting go, he walked towards her, very slowly, very confidently. She gulped as he drew near and stood with his crotch at her eye level. Long fingers appeared and slowly unzipped the fly, a big gold Rolex gleaming on his wrist. Jenna licked her lips as he pulled out what she had been staring at for the last five minutes.

Suck my cock, he said.

That was a punishment she was more than happy to comply with and leaning forward, she licked the slippery head, while he watched her intently from above, his hands relaxed at his side. But when Jenna closed her hot mouth around him and took him all the way in, out of the corner of her eye, she saw his fingers curl into a fist and heard a swallowed groan coming from somewhere above.

Touch yourself, he said in a hoarse voice, and as she swallowed him into her mouth she thrust her fingers into her wet pussy mimicking the rhythm of her lips on his cock.

His hand came down and took hold of her hair, pulling her mouth from him, his dick slipping out and whacking against his belly, stiff as a pole.

Bend over my desk.

Resting her cheek on surface of the desk, she stretched her arms to the side, nearly knocking his laptop onto the floor. Silently pushing it back across the desk, he laid a hand on her head. The glass was cold against her skin.

Don't move, he said, then she felt him tugging her skirt up her legs and the cool air hit her exposed buttocks as he pushed it up and around her waist. A smooth hand stroked contemplatively over her bare flesh and she heard his breath catch, and then without warning he struck one of her cheeks with a hard slap that made her yelp.

Don’t make a sound, he said and he slapped her again, this time even harder and a jolt of both pain and pleasure shot through Jenna's core.

Again! she begged and he slapped her harder.

I said to not make a sound, he reminded her and a gentle finger trailed between her legs and into her sopping wet folds. It felt so good she had to stifle a moan and she arched her back as he pressed two fingers inside her, then one more until she was writhing under him. His hand came down on her sore cheek once again and she came around his pumping fingers, muffling her cries against the cool glass as he rubbed his cock against her ass.

The grating buzzer roused Jenna from a nap on her sofa and she struggled up, hair stuck to her sweaty cheek. When she pressed the intercom button, a smooth deep voice said, Miss Adams, and then purred sexily, Ready for your eight o’clock appointment?

Shit! She was so rung out from her earlier erotic encounter and a long day chasing deadlines that she had completely forgotten about this arrangement with Carl. Would it be rude to cancel? But then Jenna took one look at the guy he had brought round and quickly reconsidered.

He was taller than even Carl, his broad shoulders filling the tight T- shirt he wore and he widely grinned at her through long blonde curls. Carl had outdone himself this time.

The man in question noticed her frank look of appreciation and said smugly, Wait until you see what he has in his pants.

Twenty minutes later, Jenna’s lips were happily wrapped around her second cock of the day. She lay on her back, her head hanging over the edge of the bed while Carl held either side of her face and rhythmically shoved his rock hard prick into her wet mouth, groaning loudly in time to his strokes. Her eyes were closed tight and the musky smell of his balls and sound of his deep voice made her squirm.

Oh yes baby, work that dick, he moaned. Take it all in. Get it nice and wet.

He slid it over her tongue as she closed her lips around the head and sucked. Crisse! he hoarsely groaned and rammed it all the way into her mouth, giving her a taste of the salty pre cum that leaked out.

Then she felt hot hands clamp around her ankles.

Carl stopped thrusting. Oh yeah! Spread her legs Troy. Open her up wide. His fingers caressed Jenna’s cheeks as he looked down at her. Want Troy’s big cock inside you, Cherie? Are you ready for him?

Jenna’s hands stroked Carl’s muscular thighs as an affirmation, her hips bucking upwards as Troy roughly dragged her ankles apart and then ran his hot hands up the trembling skin of her inner thighs, his fingers reaching their goal and teasing her pussy lips, slick with her juices.

Fuck Jenna, Carl groaned, pulling his cock out of her mouth and dragging its tip across her lips, so she could lick off the beads of pre cum. I can see how wet you are. And look how hard Troy is, he added, holding her head by the back of the neck and helping her to sit up so she could see Troy kneeling between her legs, his monster prick in his fist. Carl laughed. Watching you suck my cock has got him pretty damned hard. He’s going to stretch you wide, babe. He'll split you in two.

Troy just ran his hand up and down his hugely thick shaft and grinned at her. Jenna’s pussy clenched just looking at him. She could come just at the thought of that glorious rod of meat roughly ramming into her. Reaching down, she fingered her pussy, pushing deep into the dripping folds.

Look at that Troy, Carl sighed. She’s fucking desperate for it.

Jenna loved the way Carl always kept up this constant stream of filth. The first time her colleague, Tom, had introduced him to her she had hardly believed her eyes. He was 6 foot 3 inches of perfectly toned and immaculately groomed muscle, from his silky black locks to the tips of his manicured toes. Too good to be true really, and not exactly heterosexual she had thought at first, but he was an underwear model and the meticulous grooming and waxing was just a requirement of the job and when he had joyfully stripped off and joined her and Tom in bed she had discovered Carl’s special talent; his filthy mouth. And the fact that he was French Canadian just turned her on all the more.

Troy was Australian and his special talent was pretty obvious. He had it in his fist now and Jenna’s mouth was watering as she watched him run his thumb up its rigid shaft to its glistening head.

Can you handle that monster, Cherie? Carl asked, running a hand down to her breasts and pinching a nipple between his thumb and finger. Can your pussy take it?

Opening her legs wider, she sank a couple of fingers in to show them there was no problem as far as she was concerned. Troy gave a little growling noise but was waiting for direction from Carl.

Go on Troy, he said roughly. What are you waiting for? Fuck her. Fuck her so hard she’s screaming. Make her come all over that big cock.

And with solemn concentration Troy lined his hips up with Jenna’s, pushed the wide head of his cock into her pussy lips and then with a sudden jerk of his hips rammed it home, so hard and deep she screamed out loud, her nails digging into Carl’s biceps.

Shit! He’s big! she yelled and she meant it. She had never had a cock as thick as this. Her eyes were watering, her legs were spread wide apart, her back was arched off the bed. He was stretching her to capacity, but she was loving it. The minute he started to thrust she would come. But he stayed buried in her for a moment, his wavy blonde hair falling over his forehead as he stared down at where his thick shaft was sunk inside her, stretching her pussy wide. All three of them enjoyed the sight of him impaling her for a moment, their breath coming ragged, then Troy thrust his hips slightly and Jenna yelled out,