The girls were not amused. The agency had called Fiona and explained that 'Clucking Marvellous' had ceased operating and couldn't supply the rugby team with the acts they had booked. The presentation night was the year's highlight for the women's rugby club, and there were only a few hours left until it was due to start.

Fiona sent a group message to everyone, reminding them that making the best of things was a skill and that she hoped everyone would still have fun.

Melissa had been sitting in the pub when the message arrived. She had been chatting to Jim beforehand, and although strangers, she and Jim had chatted like old friends. Jim saw Melissa's face fall on reading the message, and Melissa explained what had happened.

"I only share stories with the broad-minded in terms of entertainment, and I don't think they'd be suitable for a presentation night somehow," Jim said with a rueful smile.

"You've clearly not any of the girls in our club, or you'd be asking what time I wanted you to start.' Melissa explained excitedly.

Melissa asked Jim if he had any work samples available for quality control purposes.

"As luck would have it, I do have the folder with hard copies of my online mischief with me," Jim said, immediately bringing a smile to Melissa's face.

Picking a story at random, Melissa began reading. Within a few minutes, she knew the presentation night had just been rescued, and several minutes later, she was still reading and feeling very happy.

"I must let everyone know they should wear their strumming outfits tonight!" Melissa said, typing into her phone.

Jim watched Melissa compose her message. His mischievous creativity was intended to bring some fun to those who appreciated it, and Melissa already looked as happy as he hoped his stories left people feeling.

The news about Jim spread quickly, and the group chat was busy with positivity immediately.

"See you later, Jim," Melissa said, her mind still full of the story she had read.

Receiving an ovation just for walking into a building was a new experience for Jim, but it made him smile; he managed to do so even when he found out the women's rugby club ran four teams and there was a crowd approaching one hundred waiting for the entertainment to begin.

Melissa decided it was her job to look after Jim and ensure he didn't worry about the boisterous crowd.

"I'd say, 'Please be upstanding for our guest speaker,' but just a swing of your tits will do, ladies," Melissa said as she welcomed Jim onto the stage.

Jim received a loud and suitably crude welcome from his audience, and Melissa gave him a nod to begin.

Jim began with the story Melissa had read, which she felt was an excellent choice. She could see the girls were as entertained as she had been, and she was delighted to see the audience respecting their guest and only distracting him with a little playful pleasure to show their appreciation.

Jim's storytelling took place in between the presentations of various awards and blended well with the shared joy of those voted for by their peers.

"You've slotted into my plans beautifully," Melissa said after Jim had finished reading, whispering to him that she had booked him for a private reading after the presentation evening was over.

Jim smiled at what Melissa said to him and asked her to list what she'd like to hear most in her private reading. Melissa wrote her answer on a piece of paper and put it into Jim's trouser pocket, stroking the bulge she had created in them as she did so.

When Melissa announced it was time for Jim to read out his last story, she was aroused because she knew this wasn't true for her. Hearing Jim speak to the crowd about a girls' group night out and their competitive sexual encounter competition added to Melissa's anticipation, while the rest of those in attendance enjoyed the tale simply for the erotic cheekiness it was.

At the end of a long evening, Melissa asked the audience to thank Jim for contributing to it. Everyone cheered, especially those who had guessed Melissa wouldn't just be thanking their storyteller with a peck on the cheek and a smile later.

"I'm only fifteen minutes away, but we're getting a taxi. I'm a little impatient," Melissa confessed.

Melissa almost dragged Jim through her flat, throwing herself on the bed. Jim took the note Melissa had given him and smiled broadly.

'She was so grateful to him for saving the day, but sucking his cock was all she had been able to think about since he had appeared on the scene.'

Jim laughed at the note and smiled at Melissa. Melissa pushed her lips onto Jim's, grabbed his cock through his trousers, and then stripped naked in a minute, giggling throughout.

"Read to me; I can't wait any longer," Melissa begged.

Jim told his story, using some key points he had written hastily earlier. Melissa listened to Jim set the scene and enjoyed the way he had woven the evening's events into the story.

"Melissa's smile had been on Jim's mind throughout the evening, and having the pleasure of creating more of them was an honour for him. He stood before her, kissing her on the lips and running his fingertips over her face, neck, shoulders,+++ and breasts as he did so."

"Tell me, and then do it to me," Melissa said emphatically.

Jim did as Melissa had asked him to; Melissa sighed, giggled, and wriggled to every touch. Melissa felt beautiful, and Jim paced everything perfectly.

Melissa's enjoyment of hearing about her nipples being sucked and Jim dropping to his knees to massage her gorged wetness was total. Feeling it turned into a reality was exquisite.

Jim spoke of Melissa begging him to let her take the lead and her speedy movement to grab his cock as he was still completing his nod of agreement.

Melissa sank to her knees as soon as Jim paused in the story and rolled her touch over his erect cock before sliding it deeper into her throat than she had taken any cock previously.

Melissa was taken past any questions by Jim's words, and from that point on, she focused entirely on action.

Jim felt Melissa's lips draw purposefully on his cock, and the man of words was reduced to grunts and sighs almost instantly.

Melissa sucked like she had never done before, holding him in one hand to allow herself to rub her desperate clit with the other.

Suck, slide, thrust, Suck, slide, thrust, Suck, slide, thrust; it was intense.

Melissa felt every pulse, twitch, and movement in Jim's cock, her fingers now frantic and deep in her body. Melissa was close, as was Jim, and Melissa's need to taste and feast on him to trigger her climax was her only focus.

Melissa sucked Jim's cock into heaven, and Melissa needed Jim to explode into her so much. Each deep suck took them both closer. Each gasp, moan, cry, shriek, and giggle grew more intense.

"Come hard, Jim; my most beautiful climax depends on it.

He did. She ignited in climax instantly.

Melissa sucked with a force she had never known she had as Jim shot rivers of rich release into Melissa's smiling mouth. Jim groaned as Melissa emptied him wildly, his hands barely able to steady her. He exploded. She ignited. He growled. She screamed. His cock surrendered to her erotic drive. Her entire body was possessed with a delicious climax

Melissa bellowed her way through every crashing wave of her climax. the taste of his orgasm, sweet, satisfying, and filling her heart with joy. She sucked him in time with the storms of her orgasms, and the tears of joy that reddened her face were another sign of the power behind her lust and need for his flow.

Melissa sucked Jim dry, but Jim was happy for her to tease out the rest of her climax with sensation alone inside him. Melissa knew that Jim wanted her to have the best he could offer; his best was the best of what made him special to Melissa and ensured she would never forget her storyteller.