Giggling, she finally let his cock fall from her lips as she stood, surprised as he wrapped her in a hug and kissed her, his tongue pushing inside as he squeezed her tight.
“Mmm, yummy,” she said sleepily. “Thanks for the snack!”
“Donna told me to come wake you up for class, and you were laying there all sexy and shit. I just couldn’t help myself.” John led her from her bedroom and to the bathroom while they spoke, and she saw Donna stepping from the shower.
“Mmm, you know I’m always happy to swallow cum,” she said.
Stretching her arms above her head, she raised them to the sky and arched her back, then giggled as she saw the two of them staring like they were hungry wolves, and she was a tiny rabbit.
“God, you are so fuckin’ sexy,” Donna said, shaking herself from her trance as she continued to towel off.
“John was sweet enough to let me have his cum this morning,” she said.
Donna rolled her eyes. “Only you would say something like that and actually mean it.”
“I don’t know what you mean,” she said, causing Donna to look over and laugh.
“You’re such an adorable little slut.”
John was standing in front of the toilet, watching the exchange and relieving himself with an amused smile on his face.
“Most girls wouldn’t be so happy to have a guy’s dick in their mouth when they wake up,” John said.
“Oh,” Jessie replied. “I don’t know why they wouldn’t. I love it!”
“That’s my point,” Donna said, reaching out and grabbing Jessie’s arm. “You’re just such a little vixen that you make John and I even hornier than we normally are. You stand here naked and adorable, stretching and making cute, sleepy little moans and I feel like I’m half guy, wanting to go over and do terrible things to you.”
Jessie giggled, raising an eyebrow at her roommate and making for the shower. Donna stopped her though, and almost as if she and John had planned it, lifted her up and placed her on the counter with John’s help.
Sighing in amused resignation, she looked down as her roommate pushed her back on the bathroom counter, causing her to lean into the wall as her legs were lifted up and spread apart.
“Jesus,” Donna muttered, leaning over and lowering her face close between Jessie’s legs, her pussy mere inches away. “You dare walk around with this delectable treat out and not let me have a taste?”
Biting her lip, Jessie watched as her best friend stared at her, lowering her face into her pussy while she did so. She was still sore from the punishment she’d taken Saturday night and Sunday morning and didn’t really want any attention, but Donna’s efforts were extremely persuasive.
Her warm tongue sliding up the trough of Jessie’s pussy sent shivers of delight coursing through her body, emanating outward from between her legs. Her gaze drilled into Jessie’s own, and she couldn’t suppress the moan of pleasure as her bestie started back at the bottom of her pussy and moved up again.
“Damn that looks good,” John said, leaning over from Donna’s left and maneuvering to run his own tongue up Jessie’s slit, his girlfriend apparently more than happy to let him have a few licks himself.
Wet slurping sounds began to come from the couple as they alternated sucking and licking at Jessie’s poor, sore pussy. She was enjoying it immensely though and wasn’t about to ask them to stop.
Soon, both of them had her squirming, and she was able to achieve a nice, almost subtle orgasm as she lay perched precariously on the bathroom counter. After she finished whimpering through her orgasm, Donna helped her up while John turned the water back on.
“Mmm, thank you,” Jessie said, kissing her on the lips.
“Thank you,” Donna replied before slurping rudely at Jessie’s tongue.
Giggling, she turned as Donna left the bathroom to go get dressed, and Jessie stepped over to let John help her into the shower.
“Gonna join me?” she asked as he held her hand up to make sure she didn’t slip on the wet surface.
“Sure,” he said, smiling and stepping in.
“No more funny business,” Donna yelled. “You’ve got to go look for jobs and Jessie has to go to class.”
“Yes, Mom,” Jessie yelled back playfully.
John started his normal routine of dutifully washing her, and she took the opportunity to gently stroke his semi-erect cock, despite what Donna had told her. He was surprisingly still able to concentrate, even when she began to stroke faster.
Eventually, she had to let go when he spun her around and washed her back, even using his fingers to clean her pussy and butthole, though he didn’t really penetrate her all that far.
“Mmm, so thorough,” she said, intending it as a compliment.
He didn’t respond though and stood back up. “Are we washing your hair this morning?”
She shook her head and turned back to face him.
She was grateful that he knew that girls didn’t always wash their hair when they showered, and when they didn’t, it was best to keep it dry. John was very caring and thoughtful, and she loved how he liked to dote on her in the mornings.
Glancing down, she saw that he was still erect, and looked back up at him with an inquisitive smile on her face. She giggled when he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively at her, but then shook his head.
“I appreciate it, but I’m good. Gotta have my mojo if I can get an interview today.”
She giggled and nodded, letting him wrap his arms around her instead. She raised an eyebrow at him as she felt his cock pushing against her pubic mound. It hadn’t really been intentional on his part, but just a fun result of their proximity.
“That won’t do,” she said, grinning and reaching down to grip his erection. Moving to her tiptoes, she pushed him down and was rewarded with a surprised look on his face as she pushed it between her legs.
Sliding back down to the flats of her feet, she giggled when his cock slid free. “Aww, damn,” she said.
He smirked, but then seemed to have an idea of how to rectify the situation and bent his knees a bit as he gripped her hips and pulled her toward him again. Looking down, she saw the head of his cock push between her legs and into her folds, not quite inside, but definitely farther than he’d been a few moments before.
“Mmm, being a dirty boy now, aren’t you,” she said, running her hands across his muscular chest.
“Not really,” he said with a wry smile and shrug. “This is, though,” he added, and she cried out in surprise and genuine concern for his safety as he reached down and lifted her in his arms, her legs being forced around his hips as she was pulled to him. He shifted his footing in the shower, the look on his face one of concentration as he lifted her a few times to secure his hold, then lowered her down to slide gingerly onto his cock.
She briefly shivered in pleasure as she heard him moan and felt him slide into her. Amused, she shook her head at him and raised a single, accusing eyebrow.
“You’re going to fall and hurt both of us,” she said.
“Gotta be sneaky,” he said with a wink, lifting her up a bit and letting her slide back down on his cock.
“You know you don’t have to hide us in the shower if you wanted to fuck me,” she pointed out, though she didn’t think she should have had to. “I know you heard the story about Dexter making me have sex with Don. I know for sure that he wouldn’t mind if you were to have some fun!”
John chuckled, shaking his head, and stepped forward, pushing her up against the wall, then lowered his face to kiss her as he thrust forward, sliding his small, but still delightful, cock into her again and again.
“What about your mojo?” she asked, giggling as he grunted in pleasure, his head against the tile wall while he fucked her.
“You want me to stop?” he asked suddenly, standing back up straight and looking at her, his face full of concern.
“What?” she asked, suddenly feeling bad. “Oh… John… sweetie, no… never! I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you think that.”
“Are you sure? I was just having a laugh and I guess I got carried away.”
She shook her head and lifted a hand up to his mouth to shush him.
“If you want to finish in my naughty little pussy, you’re certainly allowed to baby. You take good care of me and Donna and it’s the least I can do to pay you back for being so much fun and flirty with me all the time.”
She figured that it wouldn’t hurt to spice up her language a bit, referring to her pussy as “naughty”. She felt terrible that she’d made him think that she didn’t want him to fuck her. She didn’t really care to have sex in that moment, but he did and she was more than happy to let him. It occurred to her then that he hadn’t actually been in her pussy but only once before that morning, and she felt even worse.
“I’m sorry,” she said, frowning as he looked up at her again. He’d been hesitating, looking like he was trying to decide what to do. “I just realized that this was our first real time having actual sex and I had to go and spoil it!”
He shook his head, apparently amused at the notion. “You are certainly one of a kind,” he said, a chuckle punctuating the statement.
She didn’t really get what he meant, but knew he wasn’t being mean and ignored it. He looked down between the two of them as if he could see past her breasts smushed up against his muscular chest, but then looked back up at her and sighed exaggeratedly.
“You’re okay to finish in me, honey,” she assured him, hoping that he would, or that he wouldn’t be upset that he didn’t get to finish.
Laughing, he leaned in and kissed her again, thrusting her back up into the wall a few more times before he finally set her down and started to wash himself. “I’ll be okay,” he assured her, looking back at her after a few seconds.
“You promise?” she asked. “I really didn’t mean to spoil it for you.”
He smiled, then nodded. “I promise, Smurfette.”
“God,” she said, rolling her eyes at the nickname. “Will you come find me later if you want me to make it up to you?” she asked, genuinely feeling bad and hoping that he would.
He looked at her for a few seconds, a curious smile on his face, then nodded. “I promise,” he said.
“Okay!” she said happily, then stepped out of the shower and proceeded to get ready for her day.
Thankfully, John had cum in her mouth and woken her up pretty early that morning, so all of his playing and taking care of her wasn’t going to make her late for class.