After already receiving three blow jobs and fucking three women today, I finally had enough time to enjoy the full spectrum of sex. I was in no hurry to fuck her, although I was definitely going to fuck her eventually, for now I just leaned forward and licked her pussy.
“Ooooh,” she moaned, as my tongue parted her wet pussy lips.
“You taste amazing,” I said, her pussy delivering a sweet and savoury blend of tastes.
“Thanks,” she said, surprising me by settling her right leg over my shoulder and pulling my head deeper into her wetness.
For a couple minutes I licked her pussy, exploring every inch of her wet slit… listening to her soft moans… the moans of a woman always turning me on. Although I was a dominant and I loved being in charge, unlike my Dad I wanted my women to enjoy themselves too… except perhaps Mrs. Dieks, who I just enjoyed humiliating… she was, for me, my convenient next door neighbour cum bucket for whenever I just needed to dump a load… and her own pleasure and feelings were redundant. Strangely, she was just fine with that.
“Oh, Kevin, that feels so good,” Jasmine moaned.
“I’m still learning how to do a good job down here,” I admitted.
“Then finger me… two fingers… while you suck on my clit,” she suggested.
“Okay,” I agreed, then added, “lean against the washing machine.”
“Okay,” she said, sidling the three or so feet from where we were. I crept along with her, and then did as she suggested, sliding two fingers inside her very wet pussy while flicking her clit with my tongue.
“Ohhhh God,” she said, as I felt her body vibrating from the motion of the washer… and twitching from my attack on her clit.
“Come for me, Jasmine,” I said, finger banging her quickly, while attacking her clit.
“Now suck my clit between your lips, and shake your head like a small, ferocious terrier,” she moaned loudly, her orgasm clearly imminent.
I didn’t say anything, I just did as she requested, using my fingers inside of her and my lips and tongue outside of her.
“Oh yes, Kevin, yes, don’t stop, oh yes, fuck, oh God, oh you nasty fucker, eat my cunt,” she screamed, as her orgasm hit. I pulled my fingers out and hungrily lapped up the excessive pussy cum that was squirting out of her and onto my face, lips and tongue.
“What the fuck?” a startling voice barked, as I lapped up her cum… the voice was clearly Ben’s.
“Ben!” Jasmine gasped, but I just kept licking her pussy.
“Stand up, asshole,” Ben ordered, yanking me to my feet.
I turned around, but now Jasmine was the one barking: “Ben, stop! Don’t you dare lay a finger on Kevin!”
“Stop? Don’t dare?” he demanded, both furious and shocked… an amusing mixture of expressions.
I looked around and also saw Ben’s girlfriend Maggie standing nearby, a girl I’d met twice before, staring at me… or more specifically, at a particular part of me.
“Look Ben,” I said, not at all scared of him… the old me would have been a little intimidated… but I was no weakling, and I could defend myself. “What’s happening here is none of your business.”
“Excuse me?” he demanded, his cheeks red with rage. “Catching you fucking my mother isn’t any of my business?!”
“No, it’s not,” I said, then added to make things clear, “and I wasn’t fucking your Mom…” then I paused and glanced at Maggie, who was still focused on my package, “… at least not yet.”
“You fucker!” Ben snapped, his arm swinging up to punch me in the face.
“Stop!” Jasmine shouted, much louder than before.
“Mom, I….” Ben began.
“No, you see here,” Jasmine said, stepping in front of me to confront her irate son. “First of all, both Kevin and I are adults! And secondly, who I decide to have intimate relations with is none of your concern!”
“‘Intimate relations’ you’re calling this?” he said, not impressed.
“Yes,” she said, as I steered my dick towards her pussy from behind… the temptation too great to resist… plus, the intriguing notion to cuckold Ben, and maybe even get his girlfriend involved, suddenly popped into my head. I knew this was a long shot, I knew it was crazy, and yet I wondered if the power of my superlative cock could even help me get away with some cuckolding and stealing a girlfriend.
“So you’re telling me you can just fuck anyone you like?” he demanded.
“First, don’t talk to your mother that way, and second, don’t use such language in my presence,” Jasmine scolded fiercely. I was powerfully impressed at the commanding way she could face down her angry son, even though she was stark naked except for those beige stockings. It didn’t hurt that she didn’t realize my dick was steadily nearing her pussy.
“You mean ‘such language’ like you begging him to eat your cunt at the top of your lungs?” Ben asked sarcastically, as I deftly slid my dick into his mother.
“I’ll say fuck, cock, cunt, or any other fucking word I fucking want to, is that understood?” Jasmine said, in an ‘I brought you into this world and I can take you back out, so back off, asshole’ tone of voice. She was still crazy impressive, even though by now there was no way she couldn’t know where my dick had just lodged itself.
“Y-y-yes, Mom,” he said, unaware that I was now balls deep inside his Mom, while I grinned slyly at Maggie, who saw exactly what I was doing, and her eyes went wide in delicious shock. She seemed to be a playful little minx!
“Good,” Jasmine said with a moan, as I began slowly to fuck her. “Now, Kevin and I were in the middle of doing something. I believe today we’re calling it ‘intimate relations’.”
I don’t know why I needed to let him know I was fucking his Mom, I don’t know why I felt the need to get involved, since she’d just done an amazing job of defusing a potentially nasty situation. Maybe it was my narcissistic side from my father rearing its ugly head, a side I’d known I had even before my big fat cock discovery, but I ordered, “Now bend over the washer, my sexy MILF slut.”
“You bad boy,” she purred, as smooth as you please.
“Jesus,” Ben said, shaking his head in disbelief.
“Don’t use the Lord’s name in vain!” Jasmine scolded, as I placed my hands on her hips to begin fucking her in a position that would be obvious even to the oblivious Ben.
“Is he really fucking you?” Ben asked.
“Wow,” Maggie gasped, completely captivated by the live sex show, as I reached around and cupped both of Jasmine’s breasts while I fucked her.