So this was it. The clock was ticking. Jack had less than an hour to get hard or he couldn't cum for a whole day. I was going to make sure I was extra loud when his father came home the next evening and wanted to have sex. That also meant that the whole next day that Jack was home alone with me I was going to tease him relentlessly. Although if he did get hard within this next hour he had free reign to fuck my ass and film it like i was a pornstar. So there were some pros and cons to be sure.
"How about you start by taking off that costume?" Jack said as he settled himself onto the couch.
He had been naked almost the whole time that he had been home from school. While I was dressed to impress. I was in a schoolgirl outfit and my hair was braided into two tight pigtails.
"You just want me to strip for you." I said putting my hand on my hip.
"Hey, you gotta at least try hard."
I sighed, "fair enough." I conceited.
I began by turning around and pointing my butt to him. I slowly rolled down my tight pink skirt, wiggling my butt as I did so. Once it fell to the floor and onto my pink pumps j turned back around and kicked them at him. Then I started to sway and dance as I lifted my blouse. When I remembered my bra I swung it around like a rope before walking to Jack and wrapping it around his neck as I straddled his lap.
"You know son," I paused to see how he liked being called son. Seeing that he liked it continued. "It's okay if you can't get hard again. Your father can only get it up once and only sometimes does he need help. You know, when he wants to fuck me, like he'll want too tomorrow."
I ground my hips onto his crouch to really sink in the reality that I was his father's wife. But Jack rubbed his hands up my back and pressed his face into my chest. It felt good. I was kind of surprised at how responsive I was considering I just had a body trembling and squirting orgasm. His hands reached up to grab my pigtails and he pulled them back forcing me to look up to the ceiling.
"I'm going to get hard in time to fuck you again." Jack promised.
He let go of my hair and I smiled down at him. I continued to give him a lapdance. His dick was still soft as I humped him. I could tell he was getting frustrated with not being hard instantly. I loved his discomfort.
"I'm just saying I know where his little blue pills are. But that would be cheating and you'd have to admit defeat."
"Not going to happen. Im going to fuck you again tonight and then tomorrow before dad gets home."
"Are you going to be listening in while your father fucks me again? You dirty little pervert." I smiled as I said it.
Jack took my nipple into his mouth and began to suck it hard causing me to moan as a shiver ran up my spine.
"Do you think youll be able to fuck him after me? You sure you won't be too exhausted?'' Jack asked while he massaged my breasts.
"It's my duty. He is my husband."
"I bet you'll be thinking about me the whole time.'' Jack said.
I didn't think I should respond to that. It was true that last time i was thinking about him but he distracted me. Now I don't think I could ever not think about Jack's big hard cock.
Before I could answer, my phone started to ring. Looking at it my heart sank, it was Rich. I got off Jack and picked up the phone and turned away from jack.
"Hey sweetie, how's the conference?"
As I talked with my husband I felt hands wrapping around me from behind. I tried to squirm away but the more I struggled the most I was being grabbed. It was like being attacked by a tentacle monster if the tentacle monster was a horny teenage boy.
I finally submitted and let Jack press his naked flesh against my bareback. I sighed listening to my husband talk for the sake of talking to someone. Jack was rubbing his hands all over me. He nuzzled my neck and pinched my nipples.
While he had one arm around me he ran his hand down my back and onto my butt. He found the butt plug sealing his cum inside of me still. You see after jack came inside of my ass I plugged myself to keep a pool of it trapped inside of me. Jack aimed to uncork this bottle.
"Mhmm yeah," I said into the phone, distracted by Jack and shooting his hand away.
Jack instead slapped my hand and then pulled me to the side of the couch and pushed me over the arm. I hit the couch in a loud umph.
"Sorry honey I just tripped." I told my husband as I looked over my shoulder to his son.
Jack winked at me and grabbed the plug again. Now he could pull at it and felt it moving. I bit my lip and winced. I tried to keep my voice level when I responded to my husband on the phone. When Jack pulled the plug free I felt my asshole gaping to close and warm thick liquid run down my legs.
I unintentionally moaned loudly and stammered to cover my tracks.
