Ignoring Kevin, she moaned, answering his question in her own fashion, “Oh yes, Kevin, fuck me with that big, fat cock.”
“Mom, for heaven’s sake, stop doing that,” Ben begged, looking totally bewildered, while standing less than two feet away, watching his naked, except the thigh highs of course, mother getting felt up and fucked.
“Just sit down and watch,” Jasmine ordered.
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me,” Jasmine said. “Maybe you can learn a few things from Kevin.”
“Yeah, right,” Ben scoffed.
“Maggie, how often does Ben get you off?” Jasmine asked, as I squeezed her tits and continued fucking her.
“Mom!” Ben gasped.
“Be quiet. I’m interviewing your girlfriend about your suitability as a boyfriend,” Jasmine said.
Maggie’s face went red, so I assumed the answer was never, although her blush could have been from the embarrassment of having their sex life asked about by her boyfriend’s fucking (literally at the moment) mother.
“How often does he, Maggie?” Jasmine repeated the question.
She watched me fucking Jasmine, completely avoiding looking towards Ben, who’d turned to look at her, and she whispered sheepishly, “Never.”
“Maggie!” Ben said, exasperated.
“And how often does he eat your pussy?” Jasmine asked bluntly, and I was a little, actually a lot, in awe of Jasmine’s brazen questions, and of her complete control over her son, all while she was behaving pretty much like a freeuse slut for me. Freeuse, I’d discovered one day while watching porn, is where a man is allowed to fuck his woman anytime, anywhere. Often even while other people are present and maybe watching the action. And everyone, including the coupling couple is carrying on a mundane conversation about grocery shopping or whatever, as if the fuckee didn’t have a dick thrusting away inside her. The scripts are a little over the top, but overall the scenes are pretty hot. I realized that technically I had a few freeuse sluts in my own stable.
“Mom,” Ben repeated, clearly stunned by the turn of events that had begun when he walked in on his calculus tutor eating his respectable schoolteacher mother to a screaming orgasm.
“I told you to be quiet,” Jasmine said tersely.
Ben glared at me as Maggie reported, “He did it once. For about ten seconds. Then he told me it was gross and never did it again.”
“Ben!” Jasmine said, shocked. “Did you really tell your girlfriend her pussy was gross?”
“No, I said eating it was,” he said, his anger shifting to humiliation.
“Same thing,” she said, shaking her head in dismay.
“And I suppose he still expects you to suck his dick,” Jasmine continued.
“Yes, Mrs. Walker,” Maggie answered, getting a little more comfortable with answering these personal questions, since Jasmine obviously felt sympathetic to her.
“Does he expect you to swallow?”
“Unless he shoots it on my face,” Maggie said.
“Ben, I really thought I’d raised you better than that,” she said icily.
“Mom, I….” he began trying to defend himself.
“No, don’t say a word. Any son of mine had damn well better eat pussy, and he’d better fucking understand the importance of giving pleasure to a woman!” she said angrily.
“I’m sorry, Mom,” he said sheepishly, as I pulled out of his mother and deliberately gave Maggie an excellent view of my big fat cock glistening with vaginal wetness.
“Don’t apologise to me, beg for Maggie’s forgiveness,” Jasmine said disdainfully, as she turned around, squatted on the floor, and took my cock in her mouth.
Ben didn’t see her doing that since he’d turned to look at Maggie, who was ignoring him and staring intensely at my cock.
“I’m sorry, Maggie,” he said, while behind him, his Mom went to town on my cock.
“Oh yeah, suck it slut,” I ordered, focusing on Maggie’s curious obsession with my cock as I spoke.
Ben turned and saw his Mom sitting on her heels blowing me, and muttered, “Jesus Christ!”
“You’ve been told not to use the Lord’s name in vain,” I smirked, really enjoying this bizarre situation. Yes, he was a bit of an asshole. And yes, he was obviously a shitty boyfriend. But there were a lot bigger assholes out there than he was.
“Don’t you start with me too,” he threatened, as I gripped his Mom’s head with both hands and began face fucking her.
“Ben, take some advice from me,” I said while still fucking away.
“From you?” he scoffed.
“Yeah, because you need to know what a woman wants.”
“And a nerd like you would know?” he scoffed again, in a tone that pissed me off… especially since I had my dick in his mother’s mouth and my balls literally bouncing off her chin, as impressively, she swallowed my entire length. The point being that she was obviously loving every second of our ‘intimate relations’.
“Yes,” I said. “Your Mom for instance, needs a dominant man with a big cock, who can see past her strong-willed everyday demeanour, and not only recognise, but also satisfy her inner submissive side.”
“Yeah, right,” he said, as he finally noticed his Mom deep throating my cock.
“Slut, will you do whatever I tell you to, anytime, anyplace?” I asked, pulling my cock out of her digestive tract and again placing my fat shaft in clear view for Maggie to admire and get wet over.
“Yes, Kevin,” Jasmine said, gazing up at me with that look of big cock lust I was by now accustomed to receiving, and I was receiving it at the moment from two women. “I’m your slut, and I’ll gladly do whatever you want me to.”
“Mom!” Ben repeated, sounding desperate.
“Maggie, please come here if you will,” Jasmine said, ignoring her son as she turned to Maggie, and placed her hand on my cock to slowly begin stroking it.