This is a work of fiction. All characters are over eighteen years of age.
Ten thirty on a Friday night and Mavis was bored. Bored and horny, and hungry. What was taking that delivery so long? She'd ordered her food an hour ago. She'd had to put on clothes, which she was starting to find annoying. Finally there was a knock on the front door. Mavis opened the door and froze.
The driver was a man, and someone she actually kind of knew, her son's work friend Jeff. Mavis remembered thinking what a nebbish he was when she'd first met him. But what suddenly occurred to Mavis was that here was a human she could fuck. Before Jeff could react Mavis grabbed his arm and pulled him into the house.
She backed him up against the door and kissed him hungrily. Jeff dropped the food he was carrying and held his hands above his head as if Mavis was robbing him. As their kiss deepened his arms came down to wrap around her. Once Mavis knew he was hooked she pulled her shirt over her head and told Jeff to suck her nipples.
Jeff was astonished, one of those letters to Penthouse seemed to be happening to him! He knew Mrs. Gentry and worked with Tony, she'd never seemed to notice him before, now he had her tit in his mouth, she was grinding her crotch against his leg, then all at once his mouth filled with breast milk, warm and sweet. Jeff gulped it down thirstily.
Jeff felt his erection grow as he sucked Mavis's milk. She was fumbling at his crotch, he helped her and his dick sprang free. Mavis had dropped her sweatpants to the floor, she was naked underneath, even her pussy was bare. She climbed him and mounted herself on his cock, once again locking lips, shoving her tongue down his throat.
Jeff's cock wasn't what Mavis was used to now, maybe six inches, but it was hard and her pussy wanted it. She was working her hips as they made out, riding Jeff like a bronco. Her lusty attack was so sudden, so unexpected, Jeff really had no chance of a good long fuck.
Within a minute he felt his balls draw up, he tried pushing Mavis away, to slow her down, but she just fucked him faster and harder until he came inside of her. It was mind-blowing, intense, the best sex Jeff had ever had. Not that he'd had a lot, but if this Mrs. Gentry was this hot for him he'd be back for more!
However once he'd come, her fucking quickly slowed to a stop. She kissed him on the nose and climbed off his softening dick. "You have no idea how much I needed that," she whispered in his ear. She tucked some money in his shirt pocket as he pulled up his pants, then turned him around and patted his butt as she sent him out the door. Which locked behind him. What the hell, man?
Once she had some cum in her pussy Mavis felt a thousand percent better. She hadn't cum herself and didn't feel the need to, not with that guy, no thanks. Her breasts felt better too, less heavy. That Jeff guy must have gotten a lot from her. She retrieved the food from the floor and went to eat, wishing her son Tony would come home soon.
Tony was parked across from the very exclusive nightclub where Annie, their latest recruit, was working as a bartender. Tony knew he'd never get in, he didn't even try. But sitting in this spot gave him a great view of the door. He was looking for one or two real stunners to add to his stable of fucktoys. So far no one had really done it for him. But wait, who's this going up to the bouncer and being whisked right in?
She looked to be early twenties, around five eight and dark, Middle Eastern maybe. Long black hair, dusky skin, huge dark eyes. Tony felt himself getting aroused and quickly looked away. His orgasms were getting more and more 'hair-trigger' and he'd only brought one pair of pants. He'd noted what she was wearing though and texted it to Annie inside.
Jasmine went up to the bar and caught the bartender's eye, a short punk-rocker-looking woman with ANNIE on her name-tag. Over the noise and music she ordered a drink. The bartender fixed it and brought it to her, motioned for her to lean in close. She explained that her drinks would be half off tomorrow if she got a stamp at the bar today, like the one she'd gotten coming in.
Jasmine accepted and Annie brought a pad and stamp up from under the bar, soon a cute blue rabbit adorned the back of her left hand. She quickly forgot all about the incident. That night the dreams started. Dreams of a huge cock covering her in massive loads of cum, she was licking it up and moaning, the dream was so sexual she came twice in her sleep.
All day long she kept getting more and more aroused, she used her free time all afternoon to masturbate over and over, plunging first fingers, then toys into her hungry snatch, nothing seemed to satisfy her. Finally she got in her car and just drove around aimlessly, or thought she did. She was soon outside the club from last night.
Outside were the punk-looking bartender and a man she'd never seen before. She got out of the car, intending to talk with Annie but as she approached it was the man she couldn't take her eyes off. He was nothing special, on the short side for a guy but for some reason she felt drawn to him.
He gave her a confident smile and stuck out a hand. "Hi, I'm Tony. What's your name?" In a daze she took his hand, and
boom
a soundless explosion went off in her mind.
This
is who she needed to meet. "I'm Jasmine," she said breathlessly and when he smiled at her she knew everything would be fine now.
The bartender was helping her into this Tony person's car, taking Jasmine's keys and telling Tony she'd follow, as Jasmine seemed to be in a trance. She was studying Tony as he drove, trying to understand her sudden attraction. Her gaze fell on the huge lump in his pants and suddenly she knew. It would be the cock she dreamt of, she was sure of it! She hoped they were close to wherever it was they were going.
Mavis got a text from Tony saying mission accomplished. That meant he was on his way with their newest recruit. Mavis got busy; she'd gotten the bedroom all set up already so a fast shower and shave of her puss were next. Once she'd stripped she paused to look at herself in the bathroom mirror. Were her tits bigger? The nipples were getting darker, her areolas too.
She put the finishing touches on her makeup just in time, she heard Tony come in and went down to greet him. With him was a tall dark woman, exquisitely beautiful and wearing a simple dress that screamed money. Tony introduced her as Jasmine.
"Mom, will you help Jasmine get out of her clothes? That
is
what you want, right, Jasmine?" said Tony. Jasmine whispered yes, almost too faintly to be heard, and Mavis peeled her dress off, she was nude under it. Tony stripped quickly, he unstrapped his tool from his leg and Mavis grabbed the collection pouch.
In what was becoming a ritual Mavis poured some of Tony's precum on her cleavage and rubbed it in, then drank a few sips. She held the container for Jasmine, who's nostrils flared at the scent. She grabbed the pouch from Mavis and tried to drink the rest, not caring when some fell onto her breasts, swallowing eagerly all she could.
Tony's nine inches was throbbing hard, leaking like crazy onto the floor. Jasmine dropped to her knees before Tony and started worshiping his cock, pressing it to her face, smearing his fluids all over her face and chest. She brought it to her lips and Tony exploded, his sperm rocketing out into Jasmine's open mouth.
Jasmine had no hope of swallowing all of Tony's cum but she tried her best. A moment later Mavis had joined her, helping to clean up the copious amount of semen coating Jasmine's body. Mavis moaned hungrily, murmured to her son "She tastes so good, son, I want her cunt too, don't fuck her too hard, leave some for your Mommy."
Tony kissed his Mom and told her, "I always do." before leading Jasmine to the bedroom. Mavis had put on rubber sheets under the normal ones, her mattress had been getting quite soaked. The lights were low and some funky music was playing in the background. Tony led Jasmine to the bed and laid her down, still in a daze.
