My eyes went wide, even though I couldn’t see Ben’s face. But since I didn’t hear her giving him any shit for noncompliance, he must have been eating my cum out of his girlfriend’s well fucked pussy. Her complete transformation today from meek geek to sexy switch was fucking wild!
For a couple minutes Jasmine blew me slowly, while Ben ate his first cream pie… and did it without any complaint or mention of the word ‘gross’!.
Jasmine said, getting off her knees, “You still owe me a good fucking… one on one.”
“I’ll make sure that happens,” I said.
“And I’m curious to know what that big, fat cock will feel like when you stick it up my ass,” she added.
“That I want to see!” Maggie said, still sitting on Ben’s face.
“That too can be arranged,” I agreed.
“Don’t fuck her ass without me being there,” Maggie said.
“I’ll see what I can do,” I said, my dance card… I mean fuck card… was getting more and more filled up. “Plus, I think someone else will look good with nine-and-a-half inches of fat cock stuffed up their ass.”
“You mean Ben?” she asked with a wicked smile.
“I have a couple of strap-on dicks handy if you want to peg him,” Jasmine offered.
“Can we do it right now?” Maggie asked, suddenly excited.
“You’re the Mistress,” Jasmine shrugged.
“Let’s go to your bedroom, Ben,” Maggie said, clearly excited. “Kevin, do you want to come and watch?”
“Naaah,” I said. “Not my thing.”
“Okay,” she shrugged.
“Let’s go, Ben,” Maggie said, jumping to her feet and tugging his hand.
He looked dazed, and he didn’t make eye contact with anyone, but he obediently followed his girlfriend upstairs for his pegging… I assumed his first of many.
“Do you have time to drop one more load inside a dirty slut with literary pretentions?” Jasmine asked me.
I looked at my watch, shrugged, and said, “I can make the time.”
So after making a quick side trip to deliver a couple of strap-ons to Mistress Maggie, Jasmine joined me in her bedroom.
And then following thirty minutes of fucking my favourite writer (aka filthy slut) in a dozen positions in her bed, while Maggie ass fucked Ben in his room… his whimpers a complete hoot for the rest of us… I unloaded one last load of the afternoon… in my Slut Jasmine’s pussy.
Finally dressed, and really needing a rest after my marathon fuck session, I kissed Jasmine’s lips, slapped her ass, and said, “Next time I’m fucking this fine MILF ass.”
“Anytime, Master,” she agreed.
“And like you offered to do earlier, I do think you should write my story for your fans,” I suggested.
“Then you’d need to spend lots of time with me to tell me your story,” she pointed out.
“A pleasure. And I’m sure we can take some breaks, too,” I smiled. “While we… you know… re-enact various scenes so you can describe them accurately.
“And it will need to be a series, which we can call Big Fat Cock,” she suggested.
“Great title,” I said, thinking it could eventually become a very lengthy series.
“I do come up with great titles,” she said.
I slapped her ass once more and said, “I’ll send you a list of my conquests.”
“Yes, Master,” she said.
I smiled as I strolled out. Maggie called out, after I waved to her and noticed Ben was now sucking her cock, “Get in here, slut.” Knowing it was Jasmine she was summoning, I kept walking.
I smiled at how my simple conquest today had transitioned into a completely new world for Jasmine and the others. She now had the young Mistress she’d forever longed for. And Maggie, now that she’d discovered her sexual identity… or rather her two identities, since she was a switch… would be able to dominate and dick Ben (instead of those useless attempts at the other way around), could dominate Jasmine, and still be submissive to me… at least most of the time. And even Ben could find a modicum of happiness, if only with a vague resemblance to the puffed up, insensitive and useless man he had once been.
I headed home, with a few hours to rest up before my next marathon fuck session this evening… boning Mrs. Grady for a second time, maybe my Mom again, and one brand new conquest… the chocolate beauty Tamara.