The brunette beauty giggled and sat back, pouting at her for a moment.
Resuming her oral affection, she had just started to build her rhythm back up when Dexter surprised her and reached down, pulling her up and putting her in his spot.
She giggled after yelping in surprise, spreading her legs for him and letting him get settled where he belonged. Kissing him, she smiled and waited for him to get situated, his cock gently resting against her hungry little pussy, wet with anticipation.
He reached down between them, and she felt his hand moving the large head of his cock up and down, brushing it against the folds of her cunt before finding the right spot and gently thrusting against it.
Donna was groaning, leaning over to try and get at an angle where she could see, and finally gave up, yanking John up and forcing him to start fucking her.
Dexter laughed, but soon re-focused on Jessie and gently prodded.
“I’m glad you like my family,” she said, smiling briefly before groaning as he forced himself inside. She felt her flesh pulling for a second, then felt him withdraw, spreading her wetness and his precum as he did so. Grunting, he slid back against her, his cock moving back inside and pushing deeper.
“Guh,” she said, whimpering.
His cock slid back again, then forward, making more headway. A fourth and final time followed, and he finally slid home, smiling and sighing in pleasure. His cock felt immense, as always, feeling like it was filling her up and touching every part of her pussy that it could.
He slowly started to fuck down into her, letting her still get used to him before he built up a rhythm.
Smiling, she pulled him down and kissed him, feeling his cock sliding in and out, hammering home and sending her closer and closer to an orgasm.
Beside them, Donna reached over and grasped her hand, smiling at her as John fucked her hard.
The two women began to feed off of each other’s excitement then, and Jessie felt her orgasm start to build.
After another minute or so, her pulse was pounding, and she clutched desperately at Dex’s chest. He grunted, wincing and obviously fighting off his orgasm. She whimpered, the thought of his creamy goodness filling her up sending her over the edge and causing her orgasm to hammer into.
Yelping in pleasure, she felt her eyes roll back in her head as her entire body shivered, her pussy contracting hard down Dexter’s punishing, thrusting cock. His massive cock-head swelled a bit then burst a warm load of cum deep into her cunt, causing him to cry out in pleasure, hammering down into her again and again.
“Guh… guh… nnguh…” he cried out, punctuating her higher pitched yelps of pleasure as they clutched at each other.
Soon, he was spent, crashing down on top of her as her own orgasm kept going, her pussy still convulsing in pleasure, enraptured and enamored with the massive cock thrusting in and out of it. Again and again she felt her pussy contract down hard, his cock not diminishing as he held still inside of her.
Grunting, he finally started to slide off, moving to stand and reaching out to steady himself on the wall. Jessie groaned, feeling the absence of his shaft keenly. Whimpering, she stood, taking his hand even as the cum started to ooze from her.
After a quick, super affectionate shower, they got clean and got back in bed. Pulling him to her, she shook her head as she saw him start to lay his head down. She pulled harder, pulling him on top and forcing his cock down between her legs.
“Are you okay down there?” he asked.
She smiled and nodded. “If you’re okay, I want more.”
He chuckled. “Fuck all night?” he asked.
She smiled. “Hell yeah.”
*****
Three Months Later
Dexter
Pulling into his house after work, he checked his phone, hopped out of his truck, and saw that Jessie hadn’t texted yet. That wasn’t a big deal, of course, and he knew she would either text or call when she got free.
Heading inside, he put his stuff down in his room and went to check in on his dad. Poking his head into his dad’s office, he nodded his head in greeting.
Idle conversation followed as Dexter told him about his day and about his classes. Everything was normal, nothing new to report.
As spoke, he watched his dad and noticed again that week how down in the dumps he looked.
“Work going okay?” he asked, looking at his father.
“Huh? Oh, yeah, work is fine,” Don said. “I’m just finishing some stuff up.”
Dexter nodded. “Still no luck with any dates?”
Don was quiet for a second but then shook his head. “No, no luck yet. I guess I’m just not going to find anyone that’s going to replace your mom, you know?”
“Well, you know you aren’t trying to replace her, right? You’re just finding someone to spend some time with.”
Don smiled and nodded. “Yeah, I know son. It was a poor choice of words.”
Dexter sighed. “Okay. Well, let me know if you need any help. I can send Jessie over to help refine the search or update your profile.”
Don nodded. “I appreciate it,” he said. “I’m just probably done for now. I’m tired of crappy dates and crazy women.”
Dexter frowned, but then nodded. “I get it,” he said. “I wish I could help.”
Don smiled. “Like I said son, I’m okay. You concentrate on making Jessie happy.”
Smiling, Dexter nodded and turned to leave the room. He glanced up one last time, and saw the haggard tiredness come back to his father’s face. Sighing quietly, he left the room and went back to his own.
He could tell his dad was depressed and could only guess that he was really wanting to make a connection with someone. He’d have to ask Jessie to talk with him, as he knew that his dad was more likely to tell her than his son. She had a way of getting people to talk.
He felt his phone vibrate and saw that it was Alec, his workout buddy and friend. They’d been hitting the gym together in the evenings when they weren’t busy with girlfriends.
“Gym tonight?” Alec had sent.
“Gotta check up on Jessie,” he replied. “Tell you in a bit.”
“Roger,” Alec replied.
Alec had turned out to be a really good guy as Dexter had found out. He and Erin were close, obviously in love, and though he and Jessie hadn’t gotten to hang out with the two very much, he knew that the girls were more recently trying to find ways to change that.
Jessie had mentioned that they were going to be doing something together that weekend, and Dex hadn’t had time to see what was going on. For all he knew, they’d be hanging out or going to another party together. Alec and Erin were fun to be with, so whatever it was, he was fine with it.
Laying on his bed, Dex thought back to the conversation he’d had with Alec the first night they’d met. He’d said that Erin and Jessie were talking about a possible threesome, or something to that effect. Dex knew that nothing like that had taken place as Jessie would have told him or asked his permission.
The only thing that Jessie had ever mentioned about the two as far as he knew, was that they were going to be hanging out. It had never come up since then, so he figured the issue was water under the bridge.
He trusted Alec enough, he supposed, and knew he wouldn’t be the type of guy to try anything like forcing himself on Jessie. Still, he knew what flirting meant with his girlfriend and also knew that not all men were strong enough to resist that type of thing.
Erin was a damn knockout, and he knew that Alec was just as protective of her as he was of Jessie. Dex wouldn’t try and do anything with the girl, of course. That didn’t mean that he didn’t want to.
The most that had happened between the four of them was seeing each other nude. That was a spectacular sight, to be sure, but he’d definitely wanted to get friendlier with the knockout blonde. No lines were going to be crossed by him though, and he felt confident that the others felt the same.
As for his girlfriend and himself, they’d grown closer than ever, if that was possible. They saw each other more and more during the week as the months went on, and soon, it was five or six days out of seven that they were seeing each other.
Before, he’d have gotten tired of seeing the girl he was dating. He’d always been an independent sort, not needing anyone else and not really wanting to be bothered. Jessie was the exception though.
She never aggravated him, never pestered him, and never got on his nerves. She always seemed to know what he wanted, even if he didn’t. Sex was never out of the question. Even when she had her period, she was more than happy to give him a blowjob, or loan Donna out to him, though he found out that their cycles were more or less synced.
After talking so deeply about their boundaries, Jessie had stuck to what she had promised and hadn’t crossed any. She still cleaned his house, adamantly refusing to let them do it themselves or even to help. She even had her mom come over and help a time or two when they needed to do some deep cleaning, whatever that entailed.
Dexter and his dad were sent out to have a beer and meet Jessie’s dad and brother. They’d spent half the day drinking and talking at Richard’s house.
She really was the perfect woman, and he was reminded on a daily basis of that fact. He felt incredibly lucky and mused repeatedly about how stupid the men that came before him were to have let her slip through their fingers.
To think that they’d had a problem with her because of her sexual reputation. Guys were stupid like that. They wanted a girl that could really suck a dick, but when they found one, they got all sensitive about how many she’d sucked. People didn’t get good at something because they did it once. Practice makes perfect, and Jessie was incredible at giving head.