Everyone has heard the children’s nursery rhyme about Jack and Jill. What many people do not know is that it was inspired by a tryst that had a tragic turn. As the story has been passed down from generation to generation, certain details have been forgotten or altered. Now it is nothing more than a few simple lines told to children for amusement.
“Mmmm, Jack, I’ve missed you,” Jill whispered in his ear as she held him tightly while he showered her with kisses. “Do you think anyone followed you here?” She gave a quick look behind him for any sets of eyes that may have been lurking behind the edge of the trees on the hilltop. Her nipples tingled as she felt his lips travel from her ear down her neck and rest upon her clavicle, pulling the sleeve of her dress from her shoulder.
Jack lifted his lips away from Jill’s skin and yanked her dress down, exposing her breast. As he cupped it in his hand, he squeezed it gently and answered, “I’ve told father I was going for a ride. And,” he continued as he lowered his mouth to her nipple, “he thinks I’ve gone in the opposite direction. I’ve tied Sampson to a branch in the trees at the bottom of the hill, hidden from view.” Closing his lips, he sucked her entire areola into his mouth and closed his eyes, enjoying the soft moans he elicited from her.
Jill started to moan louder as he flicked her nipple with his tongue. “Oh Jack, we can’t go on like this. Someone will find out that you come up to the hills. Perhaps one of the…” Jill stopped talking as she reached her hand between them to grope at the bulge in his pants, “One of the men from the mountain top will go to town and tell your father what we do.” She unfastened his pants and reached in to feel his manhood. Slowly she began to stroke him, feeling the need for more. “How much longer before we’re able to run off together?”
Jack unlatched himself from her breast and moved up to kiss Jill, kissing her passionately as he throbbed in her hand. “Quickly, we haven’t much time.” He used both his hands as he hastened to pull up her dress. Once up, he felt her legs part inviting his hand to feel how much she wanted him. He held her carefully as he guided her to the ground, quickly moving over her and pushing inside of her warmth. With lust taking over, he began thrusting like a madman furiously consuming her.
Jill’s breath was taken away as she felt Jack’s weight upon her and his cock spreading her soaking wet pussy open. She bit her lip to stop from yelling out, fearful that someone could be near. As electricity soared through her, she felt the urgency in his movements. It was taboo, but exciting being the poor mountain girl that the son of the richest man in the county would go to in secret. They added more details to their plan of running away after each time they were together. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him into her more, hoping today would be the day she would leave her life in the foothills.
Jack groped her breasts, now both fully exposed, as he kissed at her neck. Grazing it with his teeth, he sucked at her neck just below her earlobe, knowing it was her special spot. He felt her pussy quiver around him and then groaned as she squirted, her juices covering them both. Thrusting with all his might, he felt her fingernails dig into his back through his shirt, he could not hold back any longer. Keeping himself deeply within her, he filled her over and over. Closing his eyes, he tried not to think about how crazy this all had become as he laid his full weight now onto Jill to recover. Inhaling deeply, he knew that now it was time to finish what he had started.
A simple dare from his brother had started it all. Each had dared the other to find, woo, and bed an unsuspecting and underprivileged girl. Then they would dismiss them after an agreed amount of time. Joseph had taken the cheater’s route as usual. He had gone to the theater and had convinced a prostitute working there that he had fallen in love with her and obtained her services for free for the weeks that the bet was agreed upon. Jack, however, had caught the eye of a lovely young mountain girl who had been to the market in town. She had taken a while to warm up to him, but eventually gave in and even begged for more. Over the last few weeks, she had met him as often as he desired, giving herself to him completely.
Having caught his breath, he withdrew from her and stood up. He smiled down at Jill, her clothes in disarray, and displaying the best parts of her. “You have just enough time to use that mouth of yours as you’ve learned to do under my instruction.” He held onto his cock, offering it to her and expecting her to kneel.
Jill gazed upon his glistening cock, loving how he always let her savor the product of their desire for each other. As she got up on her knees in front of him, she held out her tongue and watched Jack move to her, setting his cockhead onto the tip of her tongue. Beginning to swirl her tongue around it slowly, she was startled as she witnessed a large black creature behind Jack.
It was Sampson, Jack’s horse.
She pulled away and fixed her clothing, realizing it was only an animal but still feeling awkward being in a state of undress. Quickly she stood, smoothing out her dress and pulling it back up over her breasts. Sampson was now nudging Jack’s shoulder.
In an annoyed huff, Jack fixed his pants back to acceptable appearances, knowing that their time was done. “Sampson, you wretched beast, I tied you to the tree to give us privacy.” He laughed as he heard his horse neigh loudly. “You’re right. I do need to go.” Pulling at Sampson’s bridle, he told his horse, “I haven’t told her yet.”
Jill brushed the grass from her dress, her brow wrinkled in confusion. “You haven’t told me what yet, Jack?”
“Father’s sending me away to marry,” Jack announced. “I can no longer give you the satisfaction of my cock.” As he sighed, he let go of Sampson and reached to touch Jill’s cheek. He could see the hurt in her eyes upon hearing the news. “’Tis a shame, really. I’m going to miss that pussy of yours.” Brushing his thumb over her mouth, he continued, “And these lips were feeling good too. It has been fun playing, but now I have got to stop coming up here. Perhaps you can go to town and get paid for your talents. There are many men who would pay for the fun I’ve had with you.” He winked, amazing himself at the pleasure he was gathering from seeing the shock in her eyes.
Jill’s eyes bulged as the realization of Jack’s game finally entered her mind. She cried out and slapped at Jack’s hand, knocking it completely away from her. The movement startled Sampson, making him rear up. “How dare you!” Jill cried out, not caring that the horse was agitated. “I loved you, Jack. I thought we were going to run away together soon! You told me!”
Jack reached for Sampson’s bit to try and calm him with no luck. “Don’t fool yourself, Jill. Those were only your dreams.” He chuckled. “Be thankful you had a decent cock for some time. It is all that you can hope for.”
Jill stood there, crying out in agony. Sampson reared up again, this time his front leg hit Jack, making him stumble backward. As Jack tried to catch his balance, he fell upon a rock on the hill’s edge and toppled over it. Jill gasped at the frightful sight in front of her, not yet fully grasping how devious he really was. She still cared for him and reached out to try and save him from falling over. Her balance was lost, too, and she followed him over the edge.
The rest, as they say, is history.