Title: Confessions of Jack O'Neill

Author: Telkena telkena@yahoo.com

Rating: NC-17 Sam & Jack

Summary: Jack O'Neill answers some questions about his affair with Sam Carter

Spoilers: General season 8

Archive: SJD yes, anyone who wants it take it.

Disclaimer: SG belongs to other people. And so do some of these questions.

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Author's Notes: A big thank you to all those who sent me questions. I have credited those who allowed me to. The rest, mine and those of other people have no credits. I've had fun writing the answers and I hope you'll have fun reading them. THANK YOU ALL!!!

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WARNING: Some of the answers include BDSM. Those who are of such nature have an exclamation mark before them.

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Q: Ok, Jack. Ready to do this?

Jack: Why shouldn't I be? Yep, let's do it! Take your best shot.

Q: No problem…

Jack: *smiles a daring smile* Let's do this…

Q: What is most number of times you've made love in a 24 hour period?

Jack: Well… I'm not exactly sure. You see… Counting them wasn't exactly my first priority. Feeling her come on me was. But it would have to be the time we went up to my cabin. We were all over each other the first day. And really… there is nothing in this world better than waking up with Sam Carter going down on you. She's all lips and tongue and her hair is a mess after the night and she's just the sexiest thing in the world. I think I made her come more than 5 times in the first day. I couldn't get enough of her. She was finally mine and we were alone up there and she could scream her head off all she liked.

Q: Does she scream when she comes?

Jack: Are you kidding me? She's such a screamer! She trembles and arches and screams her sweet, beautiful head off. And it's an absolute bliss to feel her muscles squeeze my dick. I want nothing more than to just fuck the life out of her right then, but release is so much sweeter afterwards. After she's come and I'm aroused to the point of pain by her body massaging me and I can fuck her anyway I want to, for my own release. I fuck her hard and fast, letting orgasm build inside me untamed and she always helps me along by thrusting back and then it hits me hard. God, she gives me good orgasms. She's a sight to see when she comes. She flushes pink down her throat and down her breasts, her head thrown back, eyes shut, and I just have to hear her say my name when she comes. It's guy thing. Or maybe because I couldn't get any other word out of her mouth other than 'sir' for the past 8 years.

Q: What's your favorite position?

Jack: Haven't really given it much thought. I'm sure she could do pro and con for each of them. I don't know… Just as long as I'm inside her body and moving. She feels incredible in any circumstance. However… I do like sitting back and watching her fuck herself on me. Whether we're in bed and she's on top, or on the sofa, and I have her straddling me. I like the way she moves, and since she's doing all the work, I can just sit back and watch her body. She's very beautifully built. And it's incredibly erotic to watch the muscles in her belly flex and quiver as she moves up and down on me, taking my dick inside her body. She likes to fuck herself on me. She takes her time, moving, changing the angle, rotating her ass, she goes fast and hard then slow and long. She's really working hard at it and she's as thorough with it as with the rest of what she dose. I think she could go at it for hours, making sure I've stretched her as much as she can take. I've never let her do that come to think of it. I always got her off with my fingers on her clit. I think I'm just gonna see just how long does she likes to fuck herself with my dick.

Q: Where is the most unique place you've made love?

Jack: Does my truck count? Umm… no… that would have to be off-world. It was a deserted planet, and Daniel was with Teal'c translating something or other and I was with Sam looking around the temple. She said she had something she wanted me to see. And she pulls me into a small chamber, where she shuts the door and blocks the control panel. I didn't know what to think of it at first. Then as casually as anything, she just starts stripping. Fast and sure.

Q: What did you do?

Jack: I just stood there like an idiot, watching her. When she's down to her underwear she comes to me and starts kissing me and feeling me. Her hand goes to grab my dick and she stroked me to full erection through my pants. So I throw her onto this stone… thing and she helps me get rid of my own clothes and I fuck her there. I tongued her with her sitting on it and her legs over my shoulder and then I flipped her around and bent her over it and slipped my dick into her from behind. She was slamming herself right back against me on every thrust and she came again. By the time I was done with her, my thighs were seriously wet from her juices running down on my legs. And she still wanted to go at it. I fingered her after that, until she came again. And that time I did it as hard as I could. I had three fingers inside her and she was moaning and whispering "harder". She came with my teeth on her clit and three fingers slammed as deep into her as I could go, and she was rotating her hips on them pushing harder.

Q: What is your wildest fantasy?

Jack: Fucking her in my truck. On the back seat. And this time I used the word fuck because that's just what I mean. Not sex or make love. I want to fuck her. None of that lovers kisses and holding, touching, I want to just get her naked from the waist down, sink my dick into her and start slamming inside her body the next second. But I don't want it planned. I want it to be on the moment. Just suddenly pull over or be parked somewhere and I get her back there and do her anyway I please until she's coming hard and keep going until she's coming again. I want to fuck her up her ass and come like that inside her.

Q: Do you think she'll go along with it?

Jack: Yep. I'm sure of it. Not like some of the things that have been going through her head were old fashioned. As much as she may like making love, and I'm crazy about it too. To love her, feel her, enjoy her, hear her whisper sweet nothings in my ear, I know she likes to be fucked. Hard. She knows I love her and isn't shy with leaving the emotions aside for a short while and have herself fucked fiercely. I'm sure that woman could kill me in bed. I think she nearly did when she signed out of the SGC with a hand device one night. I had no idea she had done than until she's in bed with me, on top of me and suddenly her hand comes from behind her back and grabs my hard dick with the gloved hand.

Q: What was your first thought on it? It was a Goa'uld device…

Jack: But it was Sam. No fear. But she shocked the hell out of me. I couldn't believe that a scientist like her would take this kind of an interest in the technology. I mean, I for one have been thinking about what you can do with them in bed for a while now. But Sam? Then she started stroking me and well… rational thought ceased to exist. Good thing too, because she was so fucking good with it, it would have been a shame to waste thought on anything else but her. She used that thing to make me come so hard, I swear I passed out.

Q: Did you enjoy it?

Jack: How could I not? The feel of her hand and the cool metal stroking my dick. The way she ran the metal around the head, squeezing harder. Then she turns it on and the humm of it shot right through my body to the top of my head… umm… my other head… head head. I came all over her hand and after that she moved away from me and turns the thing on and runs that energy beam all over me. She had set it at a lower level and spikes of orgasmic pleasure ran over my body. I had just come and within the next two minutes I was rock hard again. But she wouldn't let me sink it in her body. Or even touch her. I was alone in bed, twisting and arching in these blissful sensations and she wouldn't let me feel her. So I did the only thing I could. I got myself off. It was that or short circuit my brain from the built up tension and pleasure.

Q: Have you ever had sex off-world?

Jack: Several times. One time I've already talked about, but there's nothing like sex in the tent. We usually share a tent together and she's usually down to her underwear when she sleeps, and in her sleeping bag. I love to come up behind her and quietly unzip it and sneak my hand inside and brush her skin. It still keeps that forbidden feel about it knowing that Daniel and Teal'c are just in the next tent a couple of meters away and if we're just a bit too loud, they'd hear. So I move like it's all oh, so dangerous and forbidden.

Q: How does she react to it?

Jack: She usually slaps my hand away, at first saying 'no'. But then I slip my hand in her panties and I find her wet and she's already soaked them and well, they just have to come off now, don't they? So I slip them off and then move my mouth to her breasts and suck at her nipples through her tank top until it's wet from my mouth and she can't sleep in it anymore, now can she? So she's now naked in her sleeping bag and I move my hand to her wet folds and cup her in my palm, and she's dripping all over my hand. I always give her the choice if we move on or not now. So far as much as she's slapping me away at first she never said 'no'. She knows she can and I'll back right off. She hasn't. She slips her hand in my boxers and strokes me a few times, plays with my balls, before I take them off and move over her. And you remember what I told you about Daniel and Teal'c being able to hear if we're too loud. Just for the love of it, the first time I penetrate her I thrust in hard and she's screaming, but she either does it in my shoulder, or in my mouth, or sometimes I put my hand over her mouth and she screams into it. I remember once we were spooned up and I was fucking her from behind and she screamed her release into the flap of the sleeping bag. She had grabbed hold of it and used it like a pillow to muffle her scream. So far we've never woken Daniel or Teal'c. And honestly I'm not planning to. I like to have her scream and have to muffle it with my body. But I'd never take a serious risk to getting caught by the guys.

Q: Patricia: What always turns you on?

Jack: Fingering her. I love having my fingers inside her. She's warm and wet and she stretches around them so nicely and tightly. There are times when I have my hand in her panties or on her with very little foreplay and she's hardly wet, if not at all. And I start caressing her, touching her clit and rubbing it slowly and run my fingers through her folds, massaging them. It's such a satisfying feeling to feel her get wetter on my fingers. To feel her juices come forward and wet the tip of my fingers and before long I have my fingers thrusting in and out of her hard and fast, soaking of her juices. It's the most erotic feeling ever. And a complete turn on. To get Sam wet. I usually don't let up until she comes on my fingers. And by the time I'm done with her I'm rock hard and need to fuck her to another screaming orgasm.

Q: Patricia: Do you like S&M? If so, details please!

!!! Jack: Yes I do. I like to be both in control and submissive to her. I'm not too crazy about being tied down, because whenever I'm with her, the most fierce need is to touch her. And then she's naked and aroused and I hate having my hands tied down. But I know she's having fun, so I do it for her. She's having a lot of fun playing with my body, and for all I care she can do it as long as she wants to. Just as long as I can touch her back. She's driving me crazy when I can't. She's teeth and nails and sometimes she drives me to the point where I just want to break the bonds and turn the whole thing around and fuck her brains out hard and fast.

Q: Have you ever done that?

!!! Jack: Once. She had tied one of my hands too weak. I knew it from the beginning, but I never figured she'd drive me that crazy as to actually rip off the bond. Well, she did. She did so many things to me in a very short time and I was to the limit of my ability to stay passive. If the bond would have held there would have been no problem, I broke the tie on my left hand and trapped her body between my knees, while I freed my other hand. When I was free I pinned her to the bed, grabbed the whip from her, bound her hands together with the long leather strip of the whip and pushed my dick inside her.

Q: What did she do? This was supposed to be her show.

!!! Jack: I dared her to retake control. If she was to gain the upper hand she would have tied me down again and she could have gone on. I already had my dick inside her and she started struggling with the bond on her hands, thrashing around under me. I had both my hands on her hips holding them pinned to the bed while I was thrusting viciously into her. She was moaning and arching, and she was so very wet, but she fought like a cat to get free. She was still fighting with the bonds when I felt the first contractions of her orgasm begin around my dick.

Q: Did she give in?

!!! Jack. Carter? No way! She was furious. She started swearing, and managed to get one hand free and started trying to fight my body off her, to hold her body back from orgasming, to stop me from making her come. I kept on daring her to fight me and slipped one of my hands under her ass and started pushing her hips towards me every time I sunk my dick inside her. She was thrashing under me like mad, fighting with me, fighting her orgasm and it only served to it hitting her that much harder. She arched off the bed so much I thought she was going to snap her spine. She screamed and cursed and her legs were shaking around me, her entire body was convulsing, tears streaming down her face.

Q: Pain?

!!! Jack: At first I fears so. But I couldn't do anything about it or even process it right, because my own orgasm hit me right after hers and I came hard enough to see lights flash behind my eyes, the sound of my own blood rushing in my ears. By the time I started thinking again I was already slumped over her, crushing her into the mattress. She was still shaking under me, still moaning. I was terrified I had hurt her. But it wasn't pain. Sensory overload. The sensations were too much, too intense, she was fighting me and accepting me at the same time and she just crashed. There were conflicting feelings and her mind couldn't process it anymore. Her own orgasm overtaking her, when she was fighting like mad to subdue me.

Q: Patricia: Does the prospect of getting caught while engaging in sexual activities get you even more excited?

Jack: Not crazy about an audience actually, but I do enjoy having sex with her in places we can get caught. And I know she's not crazy about it. She never said no to it, she came every single time. Hard and fast. I'd never take a serious risk at being caught with her. But the fact that she's worked up about it and the fact that it's wrong and dangerous is extremely appealing. That and the fact that I know she can't say no to me no matter how stupid the timing and location is. That she wants me as much as I want her. She'd do anything I'd ask of her. She sucked me off, hand job, I fucked her every possible way. She accepted my body and my dick every time, without a trace of resistance.

Q: Patricia: What places have you had sex where you could have easily been caught?

Jack: Well… we've done it in our tent, off-world. But even if, God forbid, we'd ever wake up Daniel or Teal'c, I doubt they'd actually come to check on us. They're not stupid. And even if they don't know about me and Sam, they'd catch on as to exactly why we're screaming or bumping around. Then there would be bathrooms, dark corners of hall ways. She's so hot when I fuck her in public places. She's trembling and moaning and clutching to me, thrusting back and working with me for her release and mine.

Q: How did she react when you first went for sex in a public place?

Jack: She was mortified. We were off world, outdoors, investigating some… stuff of Daniel's. Another pile or ruins. The only reason I went with them was because I wanted to do Carter in a place where we could get caught. Plus, outdoors, alien planet…. Hot! Anyway, so we had not only SG1 with us, but two other SG teams. I pull Sam away from them, to a remote corner of the ruins. It was secluded, rather separated from the rest of the constructions, and it was like a grouping of about what used to be 4 rooms. The only thing left of them were the walls. Anyway, I take Sam to the most secluded former room and back her up against the wall and start kissing her and feeling her breasts through her T-Shirt. She had fortunately lost the vest. No hostiles.

Q: How did she react?

Jack: She fought me. She didn't answer to my kiss and pushed me away from her. So I pressed back into her and started reassuring her, softly stroking her, whispering that it was ok, that they won't know, won't see, won't hear. She wanted me too, she told me, but she was mortified of the thought of getting caught. I started stripping myself, loosing my own vest, moving to unbutton her pants and sneak my hand under her panties to stroke her. She was barely ready for me, but I kept going and started kissing her neck, grabbing a breast. She was still reluctant to do it but she felt my hard on against her thigh and she decided I had to get off before we went back to camp. So she begins responding to me. She drops my pants and I drop hers and turn her around to enter her from behind. She would have never let me to actually undress her. So I push inside her and start moving fast and hard, my lips on the back of her neck and a hand under her T-Shirt caressing her breasts and playing with the nipple. But she's too stressed to actually enjoy it and kept looking over her shoulder as if expecting to be caught being fucked by her CO in the field. She was incredibly beautiful. Flushed and slightly panicked. I loved her so much that she trusted me to let me do it. But she wouldn't come. She couldn't. She started telling me that she couldn't and to let myself go, and orgasm without her.

Q: Did you?

Jack: Absolutely not! Never! I wanted her to come too. I started circling and pressing on her clit and her orgasm began to build up slowly. She was still too tensed to actually let it happen. I pulled out of her and against her protests pulled her pants off one leg and moved her to wrap them around my waist. I plunged back into her body supporting her with her back against the wall and her legs tightly around me and I began thrusting into her hard. I had one hand massaging her clit and the other supporting her body. I leaned over her, my hips slamming to her roughly and I started whispering all sorts of things into her ear. From how much I loved her and needed her, to how good it felt to fuck her and all the dirty things I wanted to do to her right then. My breath on her neck and the words distracted her enough for her orgasm to build and she came, clutching at my dick and trembling in my arms. It wasn't a strong orgasm, but it did knock the wind out of her. I came with her. My orgasm had no problem building and I had restrained myself for her long enough to just let go when I felt her come on me and blow right with her.

Q: How did she feel afterwards?

Jack: She was clutching at my body, keeping me against her and inside her and she had her face buried in my neck. She would never admit to it, given how daring she is herself with our sex life, but I am sure that she was surprised and ashamed she came like that on me, in such outrageous circumstances. She couldn't look at me or even herself. She kept holding on to me for a good while, her face against my skin. I felt like a real asshole then. Having pretty much forced her into it. I really hated myself for it. I had wanted to do something new and exciting and pleasurable for her and I ended up shaming her. At the moment I swore I'd never do it again.

Q: How did you work it out?

Jack: Well, she started whispering "I love you" against my skin, over and over. And when she looked at me, it really seemed she was fine. But she wasn't. She had enjoyed it, and that's what bothered her. When we went back to camp and were finally among other people she couldn't even look at me and was blushing furiously when I talked to her or was to close to her. I seriously hated myself at this point. So at night I let her sleep alone. She probably would have never dared to bunk with me, given how she was blushing when I was next to her in public. She was the only woman there and she automatically bunked with me. Anyway, so I had taken my sleeping bag and crashed outside, at the edge of the perimeter we settled for camp. I was between some brick walls of the ruins to keep the wind away. And I was just about asleep, the fire was low, when I hear movement. I point the Zat and there is Carter, walking to me. She sat next to my sleeping bag and we talked a little about what happened when we had sex earlier that day. I don't know what we settled then, but the next thing I knew she got in the sleeping bag with me and spooned up against me. After two minutes she asked me "do you still want me?" while she rubbed her ass against my dick.

Q: Did you? Jack: Hell yeah! But I didn't want to screw up again. I didn't. She turned to me and stripped my clothes off making sure they were handy for next morning and she stripped herself. She pulled me on top of her and guided my dick inside her. She was incredible. I started moving slowly, kissing her, her skin, her face and we made love slowly and gently, lasting as long as we both could. I kept whispering to her just as I had done before and I heard her whisper back. We kept fucking slow and deep, talking, touching, kissing. She came hard this time and she loved every minute of it. The public setting, the night sky above, the fire, the secrecy, the danger, the passion. We were fine after that. Back to normal as ever. She never felt ashamed again from having sex with me. Ever! Anywhere we do it or anyhow we do it. She'd never admit she was then, but that's because I think, she hates it herself. That she felt that way, when she knows how much I love her and that I'd never do anything to ever hurt her. I always know what I'm doing. I'm not all that dense, y'know… I would have never risked her reputation.

Q: Would you entertain the thought of having someone watch?

Jack: Just for the sake of an audience no. Not to have someone watch me and Sam. But I have wondered how it would be to fuck another woman while Sam watched. If she'd like to watch me while I fuck, if she'd get wet from it. To watch her finger herself while I have my dick inside another woman. To watch her reaction when I make that woman come on me. If she'd get territorial or if she'd come on her own fingers. Or even to have Sam tell me what she'd like to see. Tell me how to fuck that woman. To do everything she'd ask me to, for her show.

Q: Have you ever thought about watching her with another man?

Jack: And for me to sit back and away from it? No. I tried to entertain the thought, but I couldn't just sit back and watch.

Q: Interested in a 3-way?

Jack: Now that's something else. I have considered a 3-way many times. That meaning me, Sam, and another man. Not that I'm interested in exploring my hidden homosexuality or any crap like that, but I would like to see Sam fucked by two men. One of which, of course, it has to be me, and I'm the Alpha. I'd like to see her completely submitted like that. To two men, fucking her body any way they want. I want to tell her what to do to the other man while I'm fucking her. To have my dick inside her pussy or up her ass while she gives him a blow job. Or to have him fuck her for me while I play with her body. To have her ultimate and complete submission to what I want to do with her and her body. To have it fucked anyway I want. By anyone I want.

Q: What about you with two women?

Jack: Now that's a very nice though actually. To have two women at my disposal. But the thing is that as appealing as the though is, to have two women at my disposal, when I see Sam naked and I sink myself inside her body, I really don't care that much about any other woman than her and feeling her, fucking her, having her come for me, hearing her screams and moans. I've spent eight damned years wanting her. Now I have her and all I care about is doing her. Foreplay might be one heck of a heart attack with two women, but once I'm inside Sam I wouldn't have much use to the other woman. Not that I'd give up the opportunity to end up in bed with her and another woman. Nope, never!

Q: What about you fucking the other woman, while Sam helps you along?

Jack: That I could do. To be deep inside that body and feel Sam touch my body like she can't when I'm fucking her. Her lips on my back, on my ass. To have her play with my balls. Or fucking Sam with my tongue while I have my dick in the other woman. Or one very interesting thought would be for me to fuck Sam and have that other woman with her face between our joined bodies with her lips and tongue on my dick, as it slides out of Sam, wet with her juices and slips back in. Those lips on my dick, tasting and licking Sam's juices off me. To have her lick at Sam's muscles stretched around me. We could definitely do that.

Q: Patricia: What was Sam wearing the first time you made-love?...well, before you stripped her of her clothing that is...assuming she had clothes on?

Jack: Well, see… this is where things get a bit complicated. If you'd ask her what our first time was she'd tell you about that time at her place, late at night when I was just about to leave and suddenly I pushed her against the wall. I fucked her right there as hard as I could. She was wearing just a flimsy little night and a robe over her. She had no panties and it was such a wonderful feeling to find her naked when I pushed it up around her waist. Open and naked. Simply ready for me to drive my dick in her body.

Q: Isn't that when your first time was? Why would she tell us about it if it wasn't?

Jack: Because she doesn't remember it. We were on a planet for some research she and Daniel had to do. I went with them. The two of us were securing the perimeter of the old town when the ground broke under our feet and gave way to an underground cave. I was able to jump to safe ground but she fell in. There was water on the bottom so she wasn't hurt when she fell. But I couldn't get her out immediately. She spent 6 hours in the icy water until the guys and I were able to rig up a device to get her out. She almost froze to death. She was dead pale, her lips were blue and she wasn't trembling like any normal person does when they're cold. She was barely conscious. We took her to the building where we had made our accommodations. Why sleep in tents with a perfectly preserved town around you? Anyway, oddly enough, I was left in charge of her. Teal'c didn't know what to do and Daniel said there was no way he'd strip her of her wet clothes. Actually so did I, but after a long minute of Daniel and I starring at each other like idiots, I gave in.

Q: And you slept with her?

Jack: Will you let me tell the story? So I won't look like a total sick old bastard? So I stripped her, warmed her up, got her in bed and I crashed in the same room with her. In my sleeping bag, shut up! But no matter how many blankets I put over her, she couldn't bring her body heat back up. Her organism couldn't generate enough heat for it on its own. She needed an external heat source and there was no way to build a fire in the room. So finally I stripped myself down to my boxers and got in with her, under the tons of blankets I had over her and spooned her to me. She started shivering harder, which was a good sign, and after a while she turns to face me and tangle herself up in me. Legs, arms, her body, she was all over me and she had nothing on. She was completely naked. I'm only human, and she's Carter.

Q: What did you do?

Jack: I got rock hard so fast, I didn't know what hit me. And she kept on rubbing herself on me, grabbing me, going for as much skin contact as possible. And I kept being a perfect gentleman, up until the moment when she wrapped the leg that was on top over my waist and ground her crotch against my hard-on. Her hands went to my ass and she pulled me closer to her and continued to rub against me. I tried to fight her off me with the minimal part of my brain that was still working, but only succeeded in giving her the chance to get her hand in my boxers and on my dick. In the two seconds my brain shut down she had them pulled down my hips and was thrusting her hips against my dick. I didn't care how much she was going to hate me in the morning, at the point I was completely lost. I got rid of the boxers and got on top of her and pushed my dick inside her body. I began fucking her, and she was holding to my body, crashing me to her, pulling me over her, again going for as much skin contact as possible while I rocked inside her. Her orgasm built slowly and by the time she came shuddering under me, her body was sweating and she was just slightly flushed. She orgasmed, clutching at my dick, and I thrust into her two more times while she still contracted around me and came inside her. I fell over her and felt her relax under me. She had stopped trembling, both from her orgasm and the cold. She was still a bit pale, but her body heat was back to normal.

Q: Did she say anything then?

Jack: Nothing at all. She fell asleep immediately and throughout the sex she seemed hardly conscious of my presence there. She was just desperately fighting for heat. In any form. I pulled myself out of her and cleaned her up. I gave her my T-Shirt and I pulled my boxers back on before getting back in bed with her. I wasn't going to dump her after what had happened, and go back to my sleeping bag. She woke up after me the next morning, to find me spooned up against her, my breath on her neck and the first thing to come out of her mouth was a questioning "sir…". That's when I knew she didn't remember any of it. She didn't even remember when I pulled her out of the water.

Q: You didn't tell her?

Jack: Why should I? It would have embarrassed her and there was no need for it. She had done what she needed to survive. No point to throwing it back in her face. The next few days were hell for me, to go back to calling her Carter, Colonel, and standing there taking her ever present "sir" after I had been inside her, came inside her and felt and saw her come under me. But it had to be done. I never told her about it, and I don't plan to. She shouldn't have to deal with it.

Q: And the time at her house? When was that?

Jack: A few weeks later. Maybe a couple of months. She had left Pete. I knew she was going to. She had told us she wanted to for a few days. So that evening I called her up to check on her. All she did was answer me with 'yes' and 'no'. So I drove to her place and stayed a while. We didn't talk. Just sat. I watched TV and she just sat there starring blankly at the screen. She came back to herself a while later and I got up to leave when she had snapped out of it enough to take care of herself for the night.

Q: Why did you push her against the wall and fucked her?

Jack: Something she said. I was trying to be supportive and encourage her, that she'll be fine and not to worry and she said something like "I have no other choice" or something along those lines. That broke me. She had me, she always had, she had the choice of letting me love her, be there for her, find a way for us to keep our jobs and each other, she had every choice in the world and I could have made it all happen for her. Her words just short circuited my mind and I was on her so fast and so hard. I only came back to myself and stopped when I had my dick inside her body. Didn't want to repeat what had happened on the planet. I wanted both of us thinking straight. At that moment we did. Both of us and she urged me to keep going.

Q: Patricia: Just how talented are you in bed, Jack?

Jack: Well, here you're going to have to ask Sam. But so far, I have yet to screw up in bed in the sense that I've never had problems getting it up or getting her off. What? What's with the look? Did she say anything? What?

Q: Particia: Details please!

Jack: About? Oh, the sex thing. Are you sure she didn't say anything? Ok… well, I've been able to figure out what she likes after the first two nights I spent with her. I've found her sweet spots and learned just how to play her to get her off screaming her lungs out. And damn it if she doesn't love it! She loves to be fucked, while I'm stroking her clit. The sounds she makes are the sweetest thing ever. I've actually made her squeal once. I was fucking her and slowly pushed one finger in her ass. She was on top of me, and I reached behind her and caressed her ass a little, before I slid between her cheeks and slowly inserted one finger in her ass. She squealed and stopped rocking on me while she pushed her ass down on my finger. I've never heard her make those sounds before, but I'm so making her make then every chance I get. The only trick is to take her by surprise. If she's expecting it she doesn't squeal. She likes me to finger her ass, but it's so sweet to hear her squeal. I don't know which is better, the sounds she makes or the feel of her oh, so tight muscles clenching my finger. She has one sweet ass!

Q: How about anal? She likes that?

Jack: First time I asked her to let me do it, I was so sure she'd say no. But she accepted on the spot. After that we're doing it now and then. I know she likes it. She's moaning and thrusting back against me, and she told me "harder" more than once. She comes on my fingers or her own. Whenever I finger her during anal I push three fingers at once in her pussy and move just as hard as I am with my dick. Sometimes I've had her use her vibrator to get herself off. When we do that I have her on her back and I'm supporting my weight on my hands and she's fucking herself with the toy. I love watching her pump the toy in and out of her body, while I'm fucking her ass. I can feel her juices running from her pussy down her ass and on my own dick adding to the lubrication, which is one killer feeling. Fucking her ass while she's getting herself wetter and wetter for me. And I don't have to hold back because she'll get herself off, but I love watching her come with my dick in my ass and the toy shoved inside her body as deep as it will go, and still pushing deeper.

Q: How about letting her fuck you up the ass?

Jack: We don't do that too often. The thing is I'm not that crazy about the thought when she's going for it and she starts rubbing the toy against my ass, and I always shudder when she's whispering to me "I want to fuck you up the ass, Jack". Once she came up behind me when I had just gotten out of the shower and I was butt naked and she slipped the vibrator between my cheeks and started rubbing it against me. And before the moan left my lips she reached around for my dick and started squeezing and stroking me while she whispered "I want you to le me fuck your ass, Jonathan." It was the only time I put absolutely no resistance to it. She had me on my knees on the bed, with my ass up in the air and stretching me with her fingers for the toy, the next minute. She kept on talking and had her lips and tongue on my ass, while she fucked me with the toy, playing with my balls, my dick, hitting my prostate on every hard stroke. And I was actually thrusting back against her. I don't know what it was about that time that broke me completely. Her voice, the way she talked, but I took everything she had to give, willingly. And if you ever repeat it to anyone else, I'll kill you.

*****

Q: Ok, back for the second part of the interview. How are you feeling so far Jack?

Jack: Like one very lucky bastard. Sam's an amazing woman.

Q: Patricia: Have you ever tried pleasuring Sam using only your mouth (no hands or penis)?

Jack: Yep, I can say I have and did one damned good job at it if you consider the way she screamed… and what exactly she screamed, begging for more, harder. I had my mouth on her, sucking her clit and fucking her with my tongue, building her release, and I kept my hands on her breasts or her ass. When I got her off I grabbed her hips and pulled her harder against my face, angling her so I could thrust my tongue deeper inside her body. I bit her clit roughly and she came, gripping my hair, her hips bucking against my face, every muscle in her body trembling. She came down slowly, but she kept grinding herself against my face and I was more than happy to help. I had grown slight stubble over the day and she was rubbing her sensitive flesh against it, with wide moves, wetting my face and chin with her juices. She felt incredible. So wet, tasted so good. I ran my chin over her clit and felt her jerk against me. I love tasting her.

Q: Patricia: How about using only your hands (no mouth or penis)?

Jack: I sure did. I did tell you that one of the hottest things ever is to feel her get wet on my fingers. There really isn't a greater turn on. I'm crazy about feeling her flesh. Warm, soft, sensitive, and then she starts getting wet slowly, just a little bit at first, then more and more. Sometimes I'm stretched in bed next to her and we're on our sides, facing the other. I have one hand finger fucking her wile the other is on her ass or her breast and I go so slow that it will drive her insane and she'll grab my hand tightly with hers, throw her leg over my hip and start fucking herself hard with my hand. Sometimes she'll tell me to push in another finger and she's fucking herself on three of my fingers. She'll grip my wrist to tightly I can swear she's cutting off blood flow. And she's thrusting my hand hard inside her, moving her hips against it.

Q: Do you like her to do that?

Jack: It's the hottest thing to see her use my body like this. To watch her fuck herself with my hand. She's incredibly erotic. The way she moves her hips, her belly quivering, moving my hand against her as she likes. And as she gets closer and closer to orgasm she moves my hand harder against her, she gets more and more desperate, and I know that in spite of her tight grip on my hand, I can still stop any time I want. And she's thrusting against my hand fast and erratic, her muscles fluttering around my fingers and she moans desperately "don't stop, don't stop", pushing my fingers inside her powerfully. I wouldn't dream of stopping. But knowing I can and her begging me, is a total power trip! And I can flex my fingers inside her contracting body and massage her walls, or move my thumb over her clit and she's shatter and come right there, gripping at my wrist and forearm with both her hands, pushing me harder inside her, while she's spasming around me hard.

Q: Patricia: What is your deepest, darkest unfulfilled sexual fantasy?

!!! Jack: One that I don't plan on making it happen. I want to draw blood from her when I fuck her. I haven't decided how, because as I said I don't plan on it, but in any way it would be satisfying. I want her to bleed. Not exsanguinate, just bleed a little. Whether it's because I'm fucking her pussy hard enough to break her, or fucking her up the ass hard and raw enough to tear her. Or bite her lips to draw blood. Whip her to break the skin, bite her. Just as long as there's a drop of blood. I want to see her bleed from me. From all I said above I have to say that fucking her hard enough to tear her would be the most satisfying way to make her bleed before me. To fuck her hard enough to make her come, while she's straining the sheets with her juices and just a drop of blood. It's dark, it's sick, I know, but you wanted to ask. And hey, it's me here, you should have known what you're getting into.

Q: Have you talked about it with her?

Jack: No! No way! I'm entertaining the fantasy of it, but never the thought of actually doing it. I've never broken her, and I never will! No way! It's an arousing thought and a hot fantasy for jerk-offs, but I'm never going to do it, or even talk to her about it.

Q: Did you ever hit her?

!!! Jack: Did you ask her? You should. Let her tell her side of it. Yes, I did. Once. By accident… mostly. It was one fucked up moment. It was before we ever did any S&M. I was asleep and she tied me to the bed and blindfolded me. She just wanted to have a little fun. I woke up strapped down and in complete darkness and totally naked. And I freaked. Massively! I mean went completely out of my mind. I don't think I even realized where I was. Or who I was with although I did hear her voice. I don't think I recognized her.

Q: Why?

!!! Jack: I was a POW… Anyway, so I started fighting the restraints like mad, hard enough to injure my wrists, and I was shouting to let me free, to stop doing this, all sorts of shit. She only hesitated a moment before she realized I had actually lost it and poor girl comes to my side to let me free. God, I can't do this… Ok, she unties my hand and I swing at her and hit her right across the face. I was still blindfolded and didn't see her, and even if I did I'm not sure I would have recognized her. I had hit her hard enough to send her to the floor. I hastily remove the blindfold and until my other hand and legs and scramble off the bed and back myself against a wall.

Q: What happened?

!!! Jack: That's when I snapped back to myself. When I took in the surroundings of my home, my bedroom, my life. The next thing I realized after I calmed down was Sam on the floor with a broken lip and holding her hand across her face where I had hit her. She was completely freaked out. The damnest thing was that she wasn't scared for herself, but for me. I had so totally lost it! I didn't dare to go touch her, even if I wanted nothing more than that. I started apologizing like mad, but words are fucking useless after something like that. I finally go to her and hug her to me apologizing the entire time. I seriously didn't know what to do. Nothing seemed remotely reasonable to tell her how sorry I was.

Q: Did she forgive you?

!!! Jack: Poor thing forgave me on the spot. She just waved it away. The only thing she asked as retribution was to tell her why I freaked. She deserved to know why she'd been hit. I told her every thing, every little, disgusting, perverted detail. It freaked her more, but she had to know I never meant to hit her, she had to know my mind wasn't working. She had to know why.

Q: Why?

!!! Jack: No. Sorry. Won't talk about it! The important thing is that after all the years I fought those memories she's the one who finally helped me break free of them. At my request she recreated those events, in every detail I confessed to her, and she saved me. She hurt me as I'd been hurt, she abused me, harmed me, used me and saved me. And well, as I'm sure she told you, we have no problem doing S&M now. She ties me up, straps me down, blindfolds me. And I get hard and ready for her every time and she fucks the life out of me.

Q: Patricia: Can you please demonstrate… using me of course, how you bring Sam to orgasmic bliss?

Jack: Umm… you know how I mentioned before that I've never had problems getting it up? Well, you see, there is also this little matter of recharging my… batteries. And umm… you see… before we came in for the interview… you know that little room at the end of the hallway… we kind of… did it in there… Her fault entirely. I'm only human! What am I supposed to do when she starts talking dirty to me and grab my dick through my pants and rub me? So I got hard and she pushed me in the room and dropped my pants, lifted her skirt and I fucked her right there. Damn, that woman has the sweetest body! And well… I'm not 20 anymore… What? I'm not! Stop starring at me…

Q: Patricia: Can you please strip naked for me right here?

Jack: *Stands up. His hands go to the buttons of his shirt and unbuttons them. Slips the shirt of his shoulders and drapes it on the back of the chair. His hands go to the belt of his jeans and slips it free. His fingers slip the button of his jeans through its hole. Grabs at his white T-Shirt, and pulls it free from his pants. Goes to pull it up his body revealing his abdomen and off his head… and stops.* Umm… you know… I would, I really would, but you see, there is this little problem of some love bites and rough play marks that Sam left behind from last night that… well... I really and seriously don't want anyone to see. You understand… got to keep my reputation and all. Doesn't look good to show off how your girlfriend branded you. *Moves to dress up*. Sorry girls, blame it on Sam. Again.

Q: Patricia: Do you like to have control Jack? How does it make you feel to have power (both physical and emotional) over Sam?

Jack: I like control. Always did. And she knows that. And she's not shy about letting me take over. She has her turn, I'm not all that selfish, and it is all for her pleasure in the end. I like physical control. She's a strong woman, but I know for a fact that I can always take her down. And the thought alone is a power trip. To have her all for me, submitted and complying with my desires and my fantasies, my needs. To have her body for myself. Sometimes I fuck her hard just for the frustration I went through for 8 years. I take her and I stop thinking and drive myself into her body for all I'm worth, holding her hips against me, giving her no control, giving her no say in it. Just pound into her with all the anger and pain I've went through before having her, as if trying to erase all of it from my mind. She's there with me, she's mine, at last. At fucking last and I want her like mad, trying to forget what it was like without her.

Q: How does she react?

Jack: She's moaning under me, but takes all I have to give, and she's receiving the thrusting of my dick inside her willingly, her muscled stretching around my size without any resistance, her juices coming forward to drown me. And that just drives me on more. Because it's me and I'm fucking her and I refuse to accept the thought that anyone else ever had her body before me, refusing to believe that even now she's forbidden to me. That she shouldn't be mine, and I fuck her like mad, illogically trying to mark her as mine and bound her to me, fucking her and fucking all the rules that say it's wrong. She's mine and I'll have her ass any damned way I please! She just accepts me willingly, even wrapping her legs higher around me, pulling her knees towards her, letting me vent out all my anger.

Q: Patricia: Emotional control?

Jack: No. I've never tried to control her or dominate her emotionally. I wouldn't play with her like that. Too dangerous, too fucked up. We've played enough games in that department for 8 years. All her alien boyfriends, all my alien affairs. Our relationships here at home, nearly loosing each other before we ever did anything for ourselves. We play. But never with emotions. We're not about poo-bear, honey, sweetie, lover, and other stuff like that. We don't do candle-light dinner or love on rose petals and other romantic stuff. I'm not the type of guy to come up with it all and she's not the type of woman to need candy and flowers to know I love her. But we don't play with emotions. We fuck, we make love. We talk, we confess. All kept real.

Q: Patricia: Have you ever given up complete control to Sam? How did you feel?

Jack: Yes. It took me a while to learn to be passive in bed. I haven't been passive for a very long time. In all the 8 years and all the affairs and one night stands, I've always been in charge, never gave up control. I always was the dominant one. One strange woman that gave me a hard on, in a motel room, where I could fuck her to my heart's desire, until I was satisfied and spent and then leave in the morning. They didn't mean anything more than my release, my orgasm. Not that I didn't make them come. Good for my ego. But with Sam it was different. This wasn't just about me and it wasn't a one night stand. So I had to learn how to give up control. Wasn't easy, but damn it if she didn't give me some fucking unbelievable orgasms while teaching me. Punishing me when I didn't obey, rewarding me when I did. She was so good at it. It was exhilarating in a way to have her dominate me.

Q: How did she go about it?

Jack: She was all over me, taking what she wanted from me and the first times I was amazed and totally and unbelievably please to see how she took me. She tied my hands above my head. It wasn't S&M or anything, but I couldn't control myself and just stay put. And she went to enjoy my body and my very serious hard on. I couldn't believe how she needed me. That she went to kiss and lick every inch of my body, that she ran her fingers all over my skin. That she played and felt my dick and balls to her heart's desire, that she took the greatest pleasure in the world taking me into her mouth and reveling in sucking me off. I was all hers and she enjoyed every inch of me. I was knocked back by her need for me. I never would have thought she could want me this much, this powerfully. That she wanted to know me in every detail, feel all of me, every scar on my body, every joint and muscle. She was amazing, the way she fucked me. The way she took my dick inside her sweet, warm body and moved on me, to her pleasure. The way she brought herself off on me. I just stayed there watching her and marveling in her passion. That's when I knew for sure she needed me just as fucking much as I needed her.

Q: How many times have you done it in one night?

Jack: Enough times to leave me spent and half dead. And it was my fault actually. I fucked her, came inside her and then pulled her to me with the intention to fall asleep with her next to me, but kept on stroking her body, feeling her skin, the curves of her body. And it only got hard again. Which only made her smile a dirty smile at me and open her legs all too invitingly. So we had sex again. We both came, but damn it if I could stop feeling her after wards. Licking her body, going down on her. Took me a while to get hard again but I did. So we went at it again. And again. And I just couldn't get enough of her. The way she smelled, the way she tasted. How wet she was for me, how she received me willingly, opening herself up for me, spreading her legs and thrusting her hips to me. The way she shivered when I touched her. The way she was moaning and thrashing about when I went to lick her back. From neck to her ass, all lips and tongue. Tasting her sweat and her. The way she was pushing her ass against my dick then my chest, begging me to fill her with something. And my dick was all too happy to be of service. I loved having my mouth on her ass. Feeling her get wetter between her legs and how she moved her hand under her belly to touch her own clit. I didn't let her because I was going to be taking care of that for her soon enough. I think we did it around 6 times that night.

Q: How many times have you made her come in a row?

Jack: *laughs* Ok, that's it! From now on I'm taking notes and keeping scores. Ehm… ok, fine stop looking at me like that. I admit I already am. Oh, shut up! I'm 50… something. It's good for my ego. *smiles* What? As in multiple orgasms…. 3 times? I think it was 3… could it be 4? I kind of lost rational thought after the third time and started slamming into her without any other thought than getting myself off. She might have come the fourth time, but I don't remember clearly. And I didn't ask her. Wouldn't want her to think I'm keeping a record or something. Although damn it, I wish I knew if it were 4… Now that wou

ld be sweet! Four times in a row… damn she's one hell of a fuck! Q: Blow job or hand job?

Jack: Ok… Hmmm… Blowjob. I mean, I've spent quite enough time jerking off, thank you very much. If she's gonna be getting me off I want to blow my load inside her body. And she swallows. So she's not going to get me off and then back off. She'll keep her mouth right on my dick, with the head hitting the back of her throat and swallowing all I have to give. Not that you'll ever catch me slapping her hand away from my dick! Nope, never!

Q: What's the weirdest place you've had sex?

Jack: That's different from unique… ok… weird… What goes for weird these days? Well, I guess the freakiest place we did it was in Daniel's bathroom. Hey, don't start with me! She wanted it! And yeah, like I was going to say "sorry hon, I have a headache!" Please, give me a break here! I held strong as long as I could, I was totally freaked about fucking Sam in Daniel's bathroom. I mean come on… But then she cornered me in the hallway and pushed me inside and locked the door. She lifted her skirt and took her panties off and threw them to me. I couldn't take my eyes off her and she lifts her leg to place it on the hamper and opened herself to me. She starts to finger herself, moaning and thrusting two fingers inside herself and her hips were rotating on them. And she says to me "You sure you don't you want to help me here?" I was on her so fast… Dropping my pants and impaling her on my dick. I moved her from the door up against the wall, so we wouldn't rack the door when I started slamming into her hard and fast. We were muffling our screams and moans in each other's shoulder and neck. When we were done and wet to fixing out clothe I refused to give her the panties back. I did want to get my revenge for making me have sex in Daniel's bathroom. She went the rest of the get together without her panties. At one point we were alone in the kitchen and I sneaked my hand under her skirt and started fingering her. I had two fingers inside her and she was already thoroughly wet when Daniel comes around and I had to withdraw my hand and leave her there wet, stretched and worked up. She didn't show any of what we were doing but excused herself and when I left Daniel in the kitchen she drew me outside to the back of the house and had me finish what I started. I loved it. I had my left arm hooked under her knee to draw it up and outwards and my right hand with two fingers inside her body and my lips and teeth on her ear. She came rather fast clenching my fingers with her body. We didn't go at it the rest of the night.

Q: What are Sam's kinks?

!!! Jack: Let's take them one at a time. She likes toys. Vibrators, whips, restraints. She likes to be fucked up the ass. She likes it a bit too much, for my peace of mind, to fuck me up the ass. And she likes to be spanked. I mean our sex life is anything but conventional, but this is what stands out in my mind right now.

Q: How did you find them out?

!!! Jack: She came to me with the toys. When she wanted to do S&M. That's how I found out about the whip and the rest of them. She really likes the whip. Then I came up with fucking her up the ass and she confessed she loved it. Sometimes all she wants is to be fucked up the ass. Then she came to me with fucking me up the ass. And it's written all over her what a kick she gets out of that. It turns her on like hell. By the time I'm done and I blow she's so glazed over with passion and so turn on I doubt her mind is functioning at all. She comes like crazy with the first two strokes of my tongue on her clit. And I found out about the spanking when I had her on all four once and I was fucking her from behind. My hands were running across the cheeks of her ass and I just couldn't help myself and I slapped her. She jerked against me, her muscles twitching around my dick. So I did it again and I started fucking her harder, slapping her over and over. God, how she came then! Quivering and clenching at my dick, her ass bucking against me and her whole body trembling and screaming loud and hard through clenched teeth. Then just letting her screams roll out of her loud and clear. She continued to twitch for a long time after I came too and was stretched partly on top of her. She so loves being spanked.

Q: Do you like to go down on Sam?

Jack: Oh yeah! I'm crazy about it. I like feeling her wet against my face, reacting to my moves against her sensitive flesh. I love the feel of her clit between my lips, sucking on it, as she gets wetter. I love running my tongue around her, feeling her soft flesh, pushing slowly against her opening and feel her muscles give way to the tip of my tongue as I slowly push it inside her body. I like pressing my face against her so I can penetrate her deep. I like the way she tastes. Her skin tastes like something sweet from all her soaps and lotions and then there's the taste of her arousal and her juices that taste like her, like Sam. And I like running my tongue sloppily up her pussy, licking at her. I like scraping my teeth on her clit so I can hear her groan above and squirm on the bed. I like to see her as her orgasm builds from my actions and to know that I'm the one who got her to the brink of it and I can push her over it or I can leave her now and refuse her the release she seeks. And I like to roughly fasten my mouth on her clit and bite and suck on it and make her come under my face, her hips shaking against my face, hey belly twitching and quivering, my name on her lips as she begs me and blesses me at the same time, for her orgasm, as it spreads through her body. Contracting her muscles, bringing more of her juices forward to wet my face. So yeah… I guess I can say I like going down on her.

Q: Do you like Sam to finger your ass?

Jack: She has very beautiful, small hands. With lean, elegant fingers, very handy, very delicate, very erotic. I don't care what she does with them when she has them on my body. But yes, I'm not ashamed to say that I like it when she fingers my ass. We're fucking and I can feel one of her sweet hands trail down my back, kneading the muscled she finds along the way, caressing the skin, racking her nails across my skin, until she settles on my ass. She slowly slips her fingers between my cheeks and starts running her index finger around my hole. Sometimes I loose my rhythm as I keep driving into her, other times I keep going at a steady pace, while she gathers some of her moisture from between our joined bodies and runs it around my hole. Sometimes she takes the time to feel us fucking, my dick sliding in and out of her, her own muscles stretched around my size. She slowly pushes in the tip of her finger, before she slides the rest of it inside and moves it in time with my dick inside her, fingering my ass while I fuck her body. I can feel her knuckles slipping in and out against the rim of my hole. She has incredibly elegant fingers and the feel of them inside me is absolutely erotic. She fingers me until she comes, and then she pushes in deeper and her hands grab my ass to hold me against her while she spasm around my dick. When I start working for my own orgasm she picks up the movement of her finger inside me, flexing it a little to run the tip against the walls, twisting slightly and I come inside her body, jerking against her and shaking, erratically trying to push as deep inside her body as possible. She keeps her finger inside my ass while I come down and I relax against her catching my breath. She has incredible hands.

Q: Queen Mab: What's your favorite music for Sam to do a strip tease?

Jack: Anything without lyrics. They just get in the way of my thought about what I'd like to do to her, watching her sway and move and touch herself while she sheds her clothes slowly one by one. The first time she did it, I was on her after the first minute, stripping her fast, almost tearing her clothes off. I fucked her fast and hard right there on her living room floor. The second time she tied my hands to the chair and I had to sit still throughout the show. And God, by the time she was naked and kneeling before me to free my erection, I was so hard, it hurt badly. She had taken her time undressing and swaying, moving, teasing… God, how she teased me… revealing her body to me like it was the greatest secret in the world. I never thought she was capable of such a detailed game of seduction. She touched her own body underneath the clothes before she opened them took them off with slow long moves. The curves of her body showing through the clothes as she pulled at them, stretched her body. Her nipples hardening under the lace cup of her bra. Then her breasts moving with her body when she lost the bra. Bending over and wiggling her ass in front of me all too invitingly, as she slipped her panties off. I could see the wetness gathering between her folds. Then her hand slipped between her legs and spread it around, on her upper thighs. And as much as I may have liked watching her undress for me, I really needed to be inside her. Badly.

Q: What happens after she finishes undressing?

Jack: This second time, she finished undressing while the song kept playing. She sat on the floor before me, stretched herself on it like a cat, twisting and arching and her hands started playing with her body. She was touching her breasts, her body, until her hand trailed down her body and between her legs. She turned so I could see both her body and her hand slipping between her folds and enter her body. She finger fucked herself right on the floor before my eyes and there was not a damned thing I could do about it. She came fast on her fingers, arching and thrusting her hips towards me, her juices running down her hand. I thought I was going to have a stroke. Then the song ended and she got up and knelt before me. She freed my dick and took me in her mouth. She still teased me a bit at first, running her tongue around the head, licking at my underside, before she took me deed in her mouth until I hit the back of her throat. She moved her head and sucked me off without any teasing, she moved just as I needed her to. Hard, fast, her lips tight around me, the head hitting the back of her throat on each stroke. She sucked me hard and fast and I came right down her throat. She swallowed all my release and slowly cleaned me up of anything she missed before she pulled my pants back up and finally, at long last untied my hands. But usually she either keeps me tied up and fucks me on the chair, or she lets me free and lets me fuck her anyway I want.

Q: Queen Mab: Do you ever fantasize about other women when you're with Sam?

Jack: Do I need to? Heck, I've been fantasizing about this particular woman for 8 long years. And now I finally have her in my bed, naked, and I have my dick inside her warm sweet body, why the hell would I be fantasizing about anyone else? I've spent more night than I'll ever admit to, jerking-off thinking about her, about her body, her breasts, her lips, her pussy, her ass. I am so totally going to spend the rest of my life enjoying every inch of her body and playing out 8 years worth of dirty fantasies. Besides, what we are doing now, the simple fact that we're sleeping with each other is a dirty fantasy. Given our ranks and working conditions. I am still very much her CO and she's still very much my 2IC. That alone is the source of about 100 fantasies. Of me dominating her in bed. Nope… no other woman. I'm still far from being done with her ass.

Q: Queen Mab: If you could have Sam dress up and role play as any character, real or imagined, who or what would it be?

Jack: Actually there are two extremes I'd want her to play. The innocent and the whore. We've never role played before and I'm really curious about how it would work out. To have her dress up in white. I know she has a white lace nighty, that's what gave me the idea. White nighty, white stalkings with a garter and white stilettos. I'd fuck her while she's all dressed up. Just remove her panties and sink myself inside her. Grab her underneath the knees and open her up and pound into her while she's moaning and thrashing under me. Or just bend her over a piece of furniture somewhere and fuck her from behind. With my fingers on her clit and a white lace covered breast in my hand, while I slam my hips against her ass and her juices running down her thigh. Fuck her so hard until she comes screaming, throbbing around my dick.

Q: And the whore?

Jack: The whore would be a bit more complicated and the role playing would come about. But what I had in mind is her dressing up as provocatively as possible… and oh, she can be very provocative. And we'd meet in a bar, as strangers. No names, no nothing. She'd offer her services, I'd take her up on it. And we'd end up somewhere to fuck. Either a motel room, or my truck. Or some apartment I thought I could rent for the occasion. I don't want us to use our homes, because that's our home. Both of them. It'll ruin it all. I could rent an apartment for a couple of days. And I could fuck her there any way I want. No feelings, no emotions, just fucking and orgasming. Just my dick and her mouth, her pussy, her ass. Her body mine for the taking and fucking. I know she's good at being a bad girl. She'd be so good at this. I have thought about role playing with the innocent part of her. It could work out just as well as with the whore. Arrange for a different setting than our homes. Taking her and breaking her. I guess the details of each would be settled then.

Q: Have you talked to her about it?

Jack: We have talked about role playing and we have agreed to do it. We haven't come up with any roles or story to play. These two scenarios would be perfect. She'd love them. I totally plan on doing them. We'll have to do the innocent part of her first. It'd be a little hard to do it after I've fucked her like a whore a hundred times over. Making her scream and beg and drown my dick in her juices, or blow my load in her mouth, come down her throat.

Q: What part of Sam do you like best? Other than the obvious.

Jack: Her feet. Stupid, but that's it. She has these small adorable feet, with tiny toes, that are just adorable. Ever since we were together I liked them, but never did anything about it. A foot rub here, tangling my legs with hers there, but the first time I actually went to enjoy them was one morning at her place. She was sitting on the sofa and was wearing a T-shirt and shorts. She had her bare feet on the coffee table and was watching TV. So I sit on the floor in front of her, between her legs and take her feet in my lap. I was rubbing them and she smiled but kept watching TV. So I lift it and start kissing it. She hisses and looks at me. She doesn't move and I don't stop. I was kissing her feet, then began slipping my lips around her toes, sucking them, swirling my tongue around them, then running my tongue over her feet, kissing her calf.

Q: How did she react?

Jack: She started squirming on the sofa and I kept going. Her other foot found its way to my lap and my growing erection and she started rubbing me with her foot. She's surprisingly good at it. I was thrusting my dick against her foot while killing and kissing the other. And I see her hands go to her shorts and pop the button, lower the zipper and slip her hand inside them and inside her panties. She started stroking her clit and fingering herself while she kept her eyes locked with mine, and I kept my mouth on her foot. I took her toes in my mouth swirling my tongue around it and she pushed a finger inside herself, deep. We kept it until she comes on her fingers, arching her back and biting her lip. She kept her eyes on me. After that she got off the couch, and had me lick her hand clean, while she went to suck me off.

Q: Does Sam have a sweet spot?

Jack: She has several actually. There is one on her neck, right over the pulse of her jugular, one at the base of her spine, one on the inside of her elbow. Only the one on her neck and the one on her arm are usually accessible to me when I have my dick fucking her, but there is always the times when I'm fingering her from behind and I can kiss the one at the base of her spine. Sometimes I can run my nails over it when I'm fucking her and I feel her mucking against me, her muscles trembling around my dick. I like making her tremble.

Q: Do you ever plan on marrying her at some point?

Jack: At some point, yes. I do. When it'll be allowed for us to be together. When I retire, or resign, or am reassigned, or anything that will change the status of our working relationship. Until then, we both love our work to sacrifice it, we need each other at the SGC. As soldiers who have fought together for 8 years. And we are both more than happy with what we have. It's perfect, it's beautiful, it's complete. However…

*moves his hand to the pocked of his leather jacket and pulls out a dark blue velvet box. Opens it and shows a gold ring engraved with minuscule diamonds and with one massive, multifaceted diamond.*

Jack: I have everything already planned out. I've ran every little thing through my mind a thousand times. I honestly do want to marry her. I've just bought this ring, and haven't shown it to her yet. Nor do I know how or when I will, but it'll be as soon as possible. We won't get married yet, but I want this ring on her finger. I want it to be very clear, loud and clear, she's taken.

THE END.