Terrence was pounding Jasmine's anus hard right before he shot his sperm in her. He left his dick in her and gave her a couple more strokes, rubbing the thick cum in her walls.
"You were a good girl tonight Jazzy," he said, pulling out.
"Let's do this again next week," she said, getting off of her hands and knees and sitting on the bed, not caring about the sperm leaking out of her ass. "I'm free on Friday night. My daughter can take care of herself."
Jasmine got off the bed and picked up her clothes from the floor.
"I really want you to stay," said Terrence.
"You know I can't tonight. I told Kathy I'll be back before twelve."
"Kids," he said, sighing.
Terrence put on a pair of boxers and they walked downstairs to the front door.
"Can I have a kiss?" he said.
"I told you what my intentions were."
"It can change, honey."
"I'll see about that.
He grabbed her ass while she walked out the door. The firmness of his hand got her wet again.
Kathy was asleep when she checked on her. It was almost 12:30. Jasmine walked into the master bedroom and took off her clothes again. Her anus ached a little, but she was satisfied with the fucking he gave her. She thought of his big beautiful dick and the stamina he showed, and then she realized she was fondling her breasts. Now her clit ached too, and she wished she could have stayed longer.
The sex was great, but there was a problem: he wanted more from her. He wanted a date, a lover. She was hoping he would eventually get tired of her just so she won't have to keep letting him down.
Friday came. Jasmine's alarm went off at 6:30. She went into Kathy's room to wake her up for school, then she went downstairs to pack the girl's lunch. Kathy usually faked being sick on a Friday so she could get a three day weekend, but Jasmine knew she had a test that day and couldn't afford to miss it.
"You don't have a fever," said Jasmine, after hearing Kathy's complaints and feeling the temperature on her forehead. "Make sure and drink the orange juice I packed for you."
After breakfast Jasmine watched Kathy board the school bus and then went back inside.
She looked at Terrence's house from her kitchen window. It was across the street, directly opposite from hers.
It was two stories, quite large, modern and sophisticated. There were two new Mercedes Benz cars parked next to the neatly trimmed lawn, one black and the other white. She looked at the window of the bedroom where they fucked the week before. She bit her lip while thinking about the power of his thrusting.
She checked her phone and saw a message from him.
"Are we still on tonight Jazzy?" it said.
"Yes, anal again," she typed, smiling.
He replied five minutes later with a grinning emoji.
At 10pm she called Terrence and said she was coming over. She walked out the front door and into the cool, breezy, starry night. She walked across the street to Terrence's front gate. She rang the doorbell and the automatic gate opened for her to pass. While walking to the front door she saw Terrence was already opening it.
He was shirtless, and the only piece of clothing on him was a pair of boxers.
"I see you've already started stripping," said Jasmine.
He chuckled. "Now it's your turn."
He closed the door behind her and then dropped his boxers to the floor, revealing his erect seven inch dick, indicating that he wanted to start right there in the foyer.
Jasmine lay her purse on the floor and started unbuttoning her jeans. She was frantic to get her pants off, she could feel her anus aching in desire.
Terrence could see she hadn't bothered to put on underwear and he smiled. He cupped her pussy with one hand and gently rubbed.
"Let me eat you out," he said, turning his head toward the staircase. "Sit, spread your legs and let me do the rest."
Jasmine did as she was told. Terrence placed himself between her legs and his mouth dived straight to her vaginal opening. He massaged the folds with his tongue, and then eased his way deeper. The wetness ran on to his tongue as he penetrated her.
Jasmine gasped and moaned, her hand on the wall. The wet invasion made her squirm. She felt she was getting wetter by the second while Terrence moved his tongue around and explored.
When he released himself a line of wetness clung to his tongue, refusing to let him go.
He sat up and stared into her eyes while he placed two fingers over her vaginal opening, scooped the fluid and put his fingers in his mouth. He slowly released the fingers and then smiled at her.
"Ready for the lube honey?" he asked.
"Oh yes."
She walked over to her purse and took out the water-based lube. They walked upstairs to his bedroom. The room was violet. The bedsheets and pillows, the thick curtains, the carpet, even the walls.
She handed him the bottle of lube. He poured some on his dick in the form of a line and massaged it until it was shiny.
Jasmine got her hands and knees on his violet bed and spread her legs apart. He poured some into her gaping hole and then dipped two fingers inside, massaging the walls. Jasmine bit her lips while he massaged. He was doing well so far.
"Good boy Terry."
"Assess me when I'm finished. I have a lot more in store for you. Then you can rate me out of ten."
"I hope you're as good as last week."
Terrence started fingering her ass hard. There was the squelching noise of the lube while he pounded her, and some of it had even escaped the tunnel.
Terrence slid his fingers out and placed the tip of his dick over her hole. He eased the head in and then slowly slid in the rest of his thick dick. He pushed all the way in, until his balls almost touched her hole.
He was slow at first, then slowly progressed to quicker speeds. Jasmine was moaning and staring at the violet curtains, relishing in the movement of his dick in her ass. Her face was heating up and she was ready for him to go faster.
As if he read her mind, he suddenly started pounding her ass in lightning speed and she screamed in pleasure. Her ass cheeks trembled with the knocking of his pelvis and his hanging balls was slapping her vaginal opening. The bed rocked with the pressure and seemed to resonate with her howling.
She felt his dick get even thicker and was beginning to throb. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she felt the onslaught of thick, warm sperm flooding her rectum. With the ejaculation he moaned and his pace slowed, but he kept his dick wedged as deep as he could when he stopped.
The bed stopped making noise and so did she.
"Oh my God," she whispered, her face beginning to cool. "What a good boy you are," she said enthusiastically, turning her head.
He kneaded her ass with his fingers and then gave her a couple of slow strokes like the week before. He pulled out and spread her ass apart so he could see his seed escape.
It came running out as she pushed, and dripped on to his violet quilt.
"I like when you stain my sheets. I like everything about you, Jazzy," he said, bending over her to kiss her cheek.
