Sneakin out. ꫂ᭪݁ ( Jackie jackson )
Sneaking out with your boyfriend always ends well. ᝰ.ᐟ
older bf! jackie x younger blk fem (early 20s so it don't be weird ya know, kinda short. I got a lil lazy mb, not rlly proofread)
Your mom and pops didn't like hearing of this boyfriend you had, especially since you never brought him around. Of course not, they'd flip out if they only knew.
You didn't wanna hear, "He's a lil older aint he?" Or "He graduated with me back in 19-"
No. You did not wanna hear it.
Sure, you were grown, but that didn't mean your parents had stopped being protective of you. And bringing home a man like Jackie was out of the question. Yes, he was kind, thoughtful, and treated you well, thats what matter. But your parents would still look sideways. You had no interest in trying to convince anyone that your relationship was something real when they already got their minds made up about you and Jackie. So you kept it quiet, secret calls and hidden outings.
A pair of headlights flash twice from down the street. Jackie's old Chevy is parked beneath a streetlamp, elbow hanging out the driver's window, watching to make sure you get there safely before he even thinks about pulling away. The moment you slip into the passenger seat, he locks the truck.
His brown eyes glance over to you, "So…" he murmurs. "What made you sneak out tonight?"
"I missed you. I can't see my man?," you asks smiling at him.
Jackie smiled at that, "Ah, you miss me" he repeats, unable to hide the grin spreading across his face. "Course you can see me baby."
He starts the truck and slowly drives off. He kept one hand on the steering wheel and the other tangled with yours, stealing little glances every few minutes. "Hows your family?" he asks you quietly.
"Good and asleep," you respond glancing over the sidewalks where others walked.
Jackie nods leaning back against his seat. "Every time I pull up to your street, I feel like that man gon' come bustin' through the front door," he chuckles.
He glanced over with a crooked smile. "I ain't dramatic." He glanced over with a crooked smile. "I'm cautious. Tryna be respectful of your pops… and stay on your mama's good side."
You rolled your eyes. "Jackie, you could show up with flowers, a suit, and a Bible tucked under your arm."
"My daddy still wouldn't like you."
That earned a genuine laugh from him. "Now that," he said, shaking his head, "I believe." Jackie lived just a few miles away in a quiet little neighborhood. Bringing him home was never an option, but the opposite? That was much easier. If the two of you wanted a few uninterrupted hours together, his place was always waiting for you.
After a while he speaks again, softer this time. "Ion like you sneakin' out though mama, ain't right."
You raise an eyebrow at hearing that, "Hmmm, but you picking me up?"
"Hmmm," he hums back playful. "I know, that's the problem."
"Then stop coming to get me," you said with a playful shrug, glancing over at him as if the answer were that simple.
Jackie huffed out a quiet laugh and shook his head. "Yeah..." he murmured. "That ain't happenin'."
You smirked at him saying that, "Oh alright, then quit complaining',' you gave him a taunting look before looking back at the road.
"Learned from you," you replied with the sweetest smile you could manage, as if you hadn't just thrown his own words back at him.
He stole another glance at you, shaking his head with an amused smile. "Nah," he said. "I don't remember teachin' you to be that slick."
"Oh, you definitely did."
He glanced over, the corner of his mouth lifting into a smile. He looked back to the road, the smile still lingering on his face. A few seconds passed before he reached across the center console again, his large hand finding yours without so much as a second thought. His fingers slipped easily between yours, giving your hand a gentle squeeze before resting there.
Jackie shut the door behind you, the lock clicking softly into place like the rest of the world had been cut off on purpose. His place was quiet, no distant voices, no footsteps in the hallway, just the low hum of the night outside and the faint sound of music still playing somewhere in the background. You followed him further inside, your eyes adjusting to the dim light of his living room as he tossed his keys onto a nearby table.
"Make yourself comfortable," he said softly, setting his keys on the table before shrugging off his jacket.
You slipped yours off as well, hanging it over the back of a nearby chair while taking in the quiet warmth of his place. You smoothed out your dress as you walked over, your red flats graced along the floor.
Jackie glanced over his shoulder. "You can stay as long as you want too." He wandered toward the kitchen, opening the refrigerator with an absent-minded pull. "I think I got somethin' to snack on around here…"
You were about to answer, but your attention drifted elsewhere. Instead of looking around the room, you found yourself watching him. They traced the line of his back, the way his shirt pulled tight across it, the slow flex of muscle every time he shifted his weight. Those fingers that worked with steady patience, the sight of them made your stomach tighten with insistent hunger. Not for anything on a plate. Just him, right there.
"Hm no it's okay Jackie," as you eased over to him, your hands eager to feel all over him. Your hands found his shoulder before slowly wrapping around his neck. "Just wanna be with you."
The teasing in his eyes faded, replaced with something warmer, more serious.
He reached out gently, letting his hand rest at your waist before pulling you in just enough that you were close, but still giving you room to breathe.
"Yeah?" he murmured. "You got me."
He then gave a small nod toward the hallway. "C’mon," he said quietly. He stopped at his bedroom door and pushed it open with ease, stepping aside to let you go in first. Jackie lingered in the doorway for a second longer than necessary before finally following you in and gently closing the door behind him.
"You cold or anythin baby?" he asked after a moment, voice quieter now.
You shook your head. "No m'good Jackie."
He nodded at you, though his eyes stayed on you a little longer than normal. Then he moved toward the bed, sitting down first before patting the space beside him. "Come here then," he said simply. You laid down beside him slowly, curling into his side as the mattress dipped again under your weight. His arm came around you naturally, resting like it belonged there, like it had done this before even if it hadn’t.
He gently kissed the side of your face, a small innocent gesture. Jackie figured you just wanted to sleep, so he closed his eyes quietly. He had already started drifting, breath slowing, when your fingers began their slow journey. Then some more, your hands drifted down his chest. Your palm glided over the hard plane of his chest, tracing the line between his pecs through the shirt before sliding lower. The muscles there twitched under your touch.
Jackie’s eyelids fluttered open, heavy with sleep, “What you doin'?” he asked softly, the voice low and still thick with sleep.
"Just feelin you," you say quietly, your hand then traced right down right to his pants, pressing across his crotch. He let out a soft grunt before his eyes glanced up to yours. You blink your pretty eyes at him before pressing your hand further against his bulge.
He let out that low grunt again, eyes flicking up to meet yours, heavy-lidded and darkening fast.
"Girl…" The word dragged out slow, thick with warning and want at the same time. His eyes flicked over your movements, just watching.
You smiled, teeth catching your bottom lip, then pulled your hand away completely. The sudden absence made his hips twitch forward, chasing the lost pressure. Jackie’s jaw flexed. He didn’t say anything at first, just watched you with that sleepy, focused look while his dick kept swelling, straining hard against the zipper now.
After a beat he shifted closer, rolling onto his side so his body pressed along yours. One big hand slid down your stomach, fingers slipping beneath the hem of your dress without hesitation. He found the damp cotton between your legs and pressed two fingers right against your soaked panties, rubbing slow circles over the wet spot.
"You get this wet just from playing my dick?" His voice came out low, almost amused.
Before you could answer him, he leaned in and pressed a soft, slow kiss against your lips, one after another, tasting the little sounds that slipped out of you. His fingers carefully hook the edge of your panties, he slowly pulled them off. You felt a cool breeze hit you as the fabric was removed.
"Hm?" he asks you. You let out a soft moan against his lips. Now Jackie knew exactly what you wanted. Jackie had you right there, sprawled across his lap in the low light of his bedroom, legs spread wide over his thighs. His thick middle finger sank knuckle-deep into your dripping cunt with a wet, filthy sound that filled the quiet room.
"Mmm, listen to how wet you get for me" he hummed low against your ear.
"Hmmm Jackieeee," you say desperately quiet against some sheets, you felt yourself clenching onto his finger. His gentle fingers slowed on your puffy clit hearing your plea.
"Hm you got it baby, just relax," he says slipping his finger out. You let out a annoyed grunt but he just smiled. He then lightly spreads open your pussy, and runs his middle finger down your slit, collecting your wetness before trailing it back up to work around your clit.
Your back arched from the sensation of just being on the edge to cum, then slowly have it taken away. You let out a soft whine. "Few more minutes, as a lil payback" he replies.
He then eased his thick middle finger back deeper into your soaked pussy, the wet squelch loud enough for the sound to fill the empty silence. His finger worked inside you, curling occasionally to feel you clench some more.
"Listen to that pussy talkin' back," he murmured against your ear, his voice low and praising.
"You just love teasin' a man," his thumb dragged slow circles over your swollen clit while his finger pumped the lazy curls. Every time your hips jerked, he tightened his arm across your waist and held you down.
"Don't pull away. You came all this way mama. Now you gon' take what I give you."
Your back arched hard against his chest. The over stimulation built fast, too much pressure, too much slick friction, too much of his calm yet commanding voice telling you exactly how long you had to take it.
"Jackie m'sorry," you muttered his name sweetly. Thought you weren't sorry, you loved teasing him.
"Mhm," his eyes then glanced down to the scene. "Look how fat this clit get when I rub it just right." He gave a few taps to the sensitive nub, then went back to those torturous slow rubs. He then pulled his finger free, shiny with your slick, and spread your puffy lips apart so he could watch your hole clench around nothing once again.
"Bet it been throbbin' all day thinkin' about me touchin' it," Jackie leans down to kiss the side of your neck, still rubbing, still pushing, still talking low and dirty right against your skin.
"Don't it?" he asks you low.
"Fuck, yes it does Jackie!," you nod your head as low whimpers slip through your lips.
His other hand slid down and caught a handful of your ass, squeezing firm enough to make you gasp and push back into his grip. His palm filled with soft flesh while his fingers kept stroking your soaked pussy, spreading your wetness up and down. He watched your face the whole time, eyes half-lidded but focused.
"You think you should cum mama? Cum over my fingers?" he asks you in that taunting voice.
"Jackie please let me cum," you say feeling yourself about to release. His fingers go faster, just at the speed you needed.
He then slipped them out before looking at you smirking, "Ion think so."
The slick of your own wetness glistens on his fingers as he brings them to his lips, sucking them slow, his eyes locked on you. A low hum rumbles in his throat, tasting you.
"Mmm," he murmurs, pulling his fingers out with a soft pop. "Sweet as honey, but you ain't ready for that reward yet."
Your thighs clench, empty and aching, the pulse between them throbbing with denied release. You squirm on the bedspread, the sheets sticking to your damp skin. "Jackie, c'mon now… you can't just—"
"But I did baby, think you can just be teasin' me?" he emphasizes at you. He grins, that crooked smile that makes you weak in the knees even when you're already lying down. He reaches down and unbuckles his belt. "You wanna cum? Show me then."
He pulls himself free from his jeans, thick and already half-hard, his hand lazily stroking his length as he holds your gaze.
"And maybe, just maybe, I'll forget about that teasin' mess you was pullin' earlier."
You roll your eyes before a slow smirk comes to your lips. You give a slow lick of your lips before you lean over and slowly take him in your mouth, just an inch at a time. You sucked slowly on the head, licking up each bead of precum that pushed out his tip. Your free hand lightly stroked along his shaft feeling the veins, he leans his head back watching you go ahead.
"That's my good girl," he says. He grunts quietly feeling your wet tongue swirl around his dick so good.
He brushes the hair from your face with a tenderness that belies the filth he's been whispering. His hand cups the back of your head, guiding you up and down, not forcing, just leading, setting a rhythm you fall into easy.
You hollow your cheeks, suckling a little slower, dragging your fingers along his sides. The slick sound of saliva swirling around your mouth mixes with the low, breathy grunts escaping his throat.
"Shit," he hisses through his teeth. "You know exactly what you doin', don't you? Tryna make me forget I was ever mad."
You hummed softly and slowly took him out your mouth, "Hm you was mad at me Jackie? Couldn't tell from the pistol in your pants," you say as you kiss along the sides of his dick.
Jackie chuckles low as he cups your face, "Hm, think you've done enough now." He then shifts upwards. You smile to yourself, rolling onto your stomach, arching up while looking back at him. His hand caresses over your plump ass, squeezing and humming to himself. "Way bigger than some lil pistol," he says to you.
You chuckled and teasingly shook your ass to him. He grips your ass again while spreading your cheeks open with one hand. He slowly rubs his tip between your entrance, still slick and wet. "You want it fast or slow baby?"
"Lil bit of both, just want your hands all over me" you replied. And oh he gave it to you.
His grip on your neck was firm, his palm flattening against your shoulder blade, stroking down your spine as he slowed his pace.
"Look at you," he murmured, voice gentle. "Takin' me so good, baby." He pulled out slowly, almost all the way, then pushed back in with a deep roll of his hips.
The slickness from each of you fills the sounds, your muffled whimpers deep in the pillow. His lips found your shoulder, placing soft, open-mouthed kisses along your skin. "This what you needed, huh?"
You could barely form words, just a strangled "Mhm" into the pillow as he rocked into you. "Fuckkk Jackie please, please," you say keeping your back arched. "Please baby, I wanna cum," you whimper out.
"You wanna cum baby?" he asks. "Go ahead and cum then, lemme feel it." His pace quickened, the wet slap of your ass meeting his hips filling the room. That familiar heat began to build low in your belly, coiling tighter with each stroke. You could feel yourself clenching around him, your pussy gushing as he drove deeper. A few more thrusts from him and the tension snapped, a hot wave flowing through you as you came right on his dick, your body trembling as he followed right behind, spilling into you with a low, moan.
authors note; got a lil lazy but I wanted to write sum that isn't Jackie being a complete butthead he can be sweet too 🫦, more works with him in the future ofc
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