Little White Lies Ch. 06

Dexter's tongue was working magic on her pussy, and she was having a hard time concentrating on everything. John forced her head down hard, almost painfully, onto his cock, and she groaned in pleasure. He eventually let up on her head, and gently pushed the two girl's heads together. Giggling, she pursed her lips and pushed them against the sides of his shaft, his cock sliding between their lips like their lips were a hot dog bun and he was the meat.

He grunted in pleasure quietly, and she whimpered, feeling Dexter's tongue sliding against her clit.

Whimpering in pleasure, she turned, sucking John's cock deeply in without being told or forced, groaning in pleasure and glaring playfully up at him, as if she were angry at having to suck him off.

"Like I'd ever be angry at having to suck a cock!" she thought.

Vicky smirked, then surprisingly pushed Jessie's face back, taking his cock deep into her own mouth instead.

Jessie giggled at her antics and took it back a few seconds later. The two girls began to pass it back and forth between them, and he laughed.

Grinning, he turned and looked, first at Jessie's butt, and then Vicky's.

Jessie giggled, knowing that Dexter wouldn't want John's cock anywhere near his face and knew what he was wanting to do. She briefly considered getting up and letting him fuck her on the couch away from the others, but then decided against it when he smiled and moved over behind Vicky.

"Wait.. what... oh my God," she whimpered, nodding her head. "God... go slow baby," she begged.

"What's going on?" Dexter asked.

"Don't worry bro, I won't bump heads," John said.

Dexter laughed, then resumed eating Jessie's cunt.

Looking over her new friend's shoulder, she smiled, seeing John sliding his cock gently into her ass.

Sitting back, she slid off, Dexter's face and leaned down, kissing him on the forehead and smiling.

Vicky leaned forward, looking back before laying down on top of Dexter.

Jessie quickly got a towel from the closest bathroom, and came back, wiping her face, Dexter's and then Vicky's.

"What's he doing?" Dexter asked.

"Fuck," Vicky said, sliding slowly up and down on his cock. "John's got his cock almost all the way in my ass," she said. "God, that's nice."

Dexter raised an eyebrow, looking up at Jessie.

She giggled, shrugging. "He didn't even ask, baby," she said playfully. "He's such a dirty boy."

Dexter laughed then, and relaxed. Vicky whimpered, and Jessie moved to the couch, watching as John slowly fucked her ass, and she let that momentum propel her up and down Dexter's cock. The blonde wife quickly had another orgasm, and then looked to be well on her way to another, when Eric and Donna finally emerged. Both were soaked in sweat, and Donna looked like she'd swallowed a lot of cum. She was smiling widely and went over to Jessie.

"Was it a lot?" Jessie asked.

"Fuck, baby," Donna said. "A cumslut like you would absolutely love it. He just keeps fucking cumming," she said.

Eric looked drained but had enough sense to see what was going on with his wife.

"God damn," he said, smiling as his wife looked over.

"I'm sorry baby, I couldn't help it," she said. "I'm being a naughty wife, aren't I?"

He grinned widely, nodding.

"Are you mad at me baby?" she asked, one hand on Dexter's chest, the other reaching back and grabbing for John's.

He laughed, shaking his head. "This was supposed to be about you, not me, darling."

She smiled, seeming to Jessie in that moment like she was letting herself enjoy everything a bit more now that she knew Eric was okay with it all. Her movements got a little more vigorous, her moans got a little louder, and she even swore a little back at John.

"Dirty fucking asshole," she spat. "Shoving your cock in me without asking. Stupid piece of shit, son-of-a-bitch," she said. She pulled his head around, kissing him, then pushed him back and spit in his face. "I fucking hate looking at you while you fuck me, faggot," she said. "Harder," she begged.

John smiled widely, practically hammering his small but obviously effective cock into her ass. He didn't have far to thrust, and he was practically sitting on Dexter's thighs, but he didn't look like he was slowing down anytime soon.

Donna smiled, sliding over the top of Jessie then, and covering her mouth with her own. Jessie giggled, tasting Eric's unique cum flavor, and suckling greedily at Donna's tongue.

The two girls looked over, seeing Eric moving, but were both sad to see him move to stand in front of his wife.

Dexter closed his eyes as Jessie giggled, Eric standing next to him and grabbing his wife's head to shove his tiny cock inside her mouth again. She looked up at him, her eyes demure and sexy.

"Goddamn baby," he said.

She whimpered, pulling her mouth off of his cock. "Does it turn you on to watch your wife get fucked baby?" she asked.

He smiled, nodding. His fingers went to his cock then, and he started stroking swiftly.

"I love knowing that you want to watch me when I have a big dick in my pussy and a tiny cock in my ass," she said, reaching back to pull John around for another kiss.

Leaning down, she affectionately kissed Dexter's neck and chest, groaning as Jessie watched. Donna was preoccupied and was sliding down Jessie's own body to start licking.

For a surprisingly long time, John fucked the newly acquainted Vicky in her ass, his thrusts driving her up and down Dexter's shaft while her husband stroked off and stood in front of her, watching while she said dirty, whorish things to him.

"And you love knowing that I like to spend all day thinking about sucking off Dexter's big fucking cock, don't you baby," she said.

He nodded again.

"I do, you know," she said. "I think about it constantly. That's all I want to do. Sometimes, I want to stay at work and not come home to you, sucking his cock all night long and all the next day... fuck..." she groaned.

Her words seemed to be turning her on too, and soon, she was having her umpteenth orgasm by Jessie's estimation.

John finally groaned, saying he was getting close, and Dex agreed.

"Wait," Eric said. "Let's do something fun."

Vicky, obviously knowing what he wanted, smiled and nodded, sliding up off of Dexter and John.

She didn't stand though, and simply moved to her knees while the guys stood, and Eric went to get his phone. Pulling it from his discarded pants, he pushed some buttons on it and then presented it toward his wife.

Jessie realized that he was going to take pictures.

"Are you filming?" she asked.

He smiled, nodding.

Jessie giggled.

"Cum on her face," Eric said, looking over at John and Dexter.

The two smiled, shrugging. Dexter quickly pulled the cock ring off, his entire groin soaked with girl-cum and saliva. Vicky was masturbating, sliding up and down on her knees as John and Dexter stepped up. Behind them, Eric grinned over at Jessie and Donna, who stood and went to watch the fun. His camera came up and he started to film over their shoulders as they jerked themselves off.

"Lucky girl," Jessie said, drawing laughs. She went around to side, careful not to get in the shot, and watched as John stroked faster and faster. In her personal experience from when it had been just her, John, and Donna, he could come faster than anyone she knew when he wanted to. Donna and John routinely had sex in front of her, and though she'd never joined them, he would often come over try to get her to suck him off, or cum in her mouth. He'd only ever been able to shoot it onto her clothes, though, and only a few times on her naked body.

Stepping up, he pulled Vicky's face forward, shoving his cock into her mouth as she looked up at the camera. Popping him out of her mouth briefly, she said, "See what your whore of a wife is doing my love?" she asked.

Eric giggled like a little kid behind the two guys. John pulled, drawing her face down on his cock again, then cried out in pleasure, the first of his sprays of cum firing into her mouth.

She moaned, her mouth opening as cum poured out. Jessie silently cursed her for wasting such a yummy gift and forced herself not to say or do anything. Vicky turned her face upward, opening her mouth and closing her eyes as John started to cum. Half a dozen thick ropes of cum shot out, a very surprising amount considering how much he'd cum inside her own pussy earlier.

Giggling, she continued to watch Vicky moaning and reaching up to play in the cum with a single finger, drawing a line of it in to swallow it down. She turned, looking up at Dexter as he smiled, nodding at her.

Not nearly as forceful or deliberate as John, Dex let Vicky take over and suck on the tip of his cock for a few moments before he grunted and nodded, his hand moving back to start stroking.

She smiled widely, opening her mouth and presenting her face for him again, her eyes closing as rope after arcing rope of warm, yummy, sticky-sweet cum shot out from Dexter's perfect cock and hit her face. He cried out several times in pleasure, then finally fell back on the couch and collapsed, breathing heavily.

Jessie giggled, seeing Donna go over and start licking his cock clean.

Smiling, she waited for Eric to get the video he wanted, then helped Vicky to her feet.

"Let me help you," she said, taking the blonde's hand and leading her to the bathroom down the hall.

"Thank you," Vicky said. "For everything."

Jessie snickered. "Thank you," she said. "I like playing with you and your husband, and I know my friends and boyfriend do."

Vicky looked like she could barely walk, and Jessie steadied her as they walked.

"Here," she said finally, turning Vicky toward her. The smell of so much cum on her friend's face so close to hers was finally too much, and Jessie ran her tongue up the side that John had cum on, drawing a huge dollop of cum into her mouth and swallowing, gulping audibly and then moaning thickly from her throat as it slid down. Again, she took some cum from Vicky's face, mostly John's she supposed, and drank it down like the nectar she knew it was. Sliding down her throat slowly, she moaned softly, loving the way it felt and tasted.

"God that's good," she said, licking Vicky's face as her new friend winced and giggled. This time, she ran it along her forehead, and got a good mix of the two guys. Swallowing it down, she continued until she had every drop and then helped Vicky the rest of the way.

The two girls got cleaned up and then went back to the den. Jessie half expected Donna to have seduced the three again. John was passed out on the couch, though, and Donna had covered him with a blanket from the corner.

Eric had gotten dressed, and was waiting patiently, talking to Dexter while Donna laid in his lap, snoring quietly.

Jessie giggled, and quickly helped Vicky get dressed.

"I'll see them out if you want to get her settled," Jessie said.

Dexter nodded, looking exhausted. "Bye guys, thank you,"

"Thank you baby," Vicky said. Turning, she looked at Jessie. "Thank you for letting me borrow your boyfriend."

Jessie giggled, then had a sudden, playful idea. "He's your boyfriend too," she said, grinning at the two. "For sex purposes at least," she said. "Anytime you need him."

Vicky came over and kissed her again, pulling her tight and smiling. "You mean it?" she asked.

Jessie giggled and nodded. "Of course!" Turning, she took her new friend's hand and then reached for Eric's.

Walking them to the back door and then around, they quietly discussed their favorite parts of the evening, promising to get together again soon.

"Thank you again," Vicky said. "I can't wait to try going down on you again."

"What? I can't believe I missed that!" Eric said, frowning.

Jessie giggled. "I promise you'll get to see it again," she said, moving over. "Besides, I didn't get to even look at the little guy this time," she said, frowning playfully. "You owe me a dozen loads of cum in my mouth," she said, pulling him down and kissing him deeply. He moaned softly, pulling her tightly against him. Behind her, Vicky moved up behind her, and the three formed a sandwich for a few minutes, Jessie giggling as she spun around between the two, making out with both of them.

Finally, she extricated herself. "I'm sorry. We're going to just start fucking again if we don't stop," she said, smiling.

"See you soon, gorgeous," Eric said, pulling his wife to him.

"Bye," Vicky said, being pulled along behind him and not turning around, clearly not wanting to stop.

Jessie smiled, blowing her a kiss and then wiggling her tongue lewdly. Vicky moaned, causing Jessie to giggle and spin around to head inside.

Checking the den, she saw that John was still there, and then went upstairs to Dexter's room, taking a moment to lock everything up. Sliding into bed, she kissed him briefly, reaching over and feeling Donna's familiar form. Leaning over, she kissed her roommate, snuggled up on the other side of Dex, then flopped back over in bed, sleep finding her quickly.

The next morning, she was awoken by the buzzing of her phone receiving a text message. She sighed, yawning and looking at the clock on Dex's nightstand. It said 8:03 AM.

Glancing to her left, she saw that Dex was still out. She lifted her head slightly and gazed over him, snickering as she saw Donna still there, but with the added form of John behind her.

"I guess he got lonely," she thought.

Smiling, she quietly slid out of bed and went over to where she'd placed her phone on a charger the night before. Clicking it open, she sighed, seeing a message from her boss.

"Good morning, Jessie," it said. "Call me back when you get this message. I have a favor to ask."

She sensed that she was going to be doing some work today, but she didn't really mind all that much when she was called in, knowing that her boss always paid her extra when she stayed late or came in on the weekend.

She left the room and then quietly went downstairs. Don wasn't down there, she quickly found, so she set her phone down and went back upstairs to check on him.

She pattered quietly down the long hall to the master bedroom, then quietly opened the door. Don was still asleep, and she went in, smiling and sneaking quietly over to him.

Making her way silently over to his side of the bed, she giggled seeing his morning wood clearly, as the sheet had somehow been worked over to the other side of the bed or kicked over there by him.

He was leaning over on his right side, facing the window, his front torso and crotch exposed.

Giggling quietly, she suddenly held her breath as he rolled over onto his back. Sleepily, his hand went up and scratched his balls, and then grasped the thick length of his cock and squeezed and stroked for a second, before sliding up under his head.

Silently, she watched, her mouth watering as she admired him while he slept.

He really was a good-looking older man. He definitely gave his good looks to his son, as well as the size of his cock. Dexter had said that he was around 9 or 10 inches, and she wondered which of the two were bigger. She honestly couldn't tell though, and figured she'd have to have them both next to each other if she truly wanted to find out. Looking down, she smirked as she saw his pendulous balls, wondering if they were heavy with sperm from a good dream that he'd been having.

Closing her eyes, she fought off the sudden, powerful urge to drain them, and forced her gaze upward, seeing a chest with sparse gray hair that matched the pattern on his head. He clearly needed to shave and was sporting the shadow of a beard.

Sighing wistfully, she figured he needed his sleep and forced herself to turn and walk quietly out of his room. Heading for the restroom down near Dex's room, she went in and quietly turned on the shower.

After waiting for it to get warm, she slid in, having slept nude, and started to enjoy a nice hot morning shower, letting the water wash over tired muscles. Her pussy was a little sore as well, but she figured that would get better as the morning wore on.

The door to the bathroom opened, and she turned, seeing a form walk past after the door closed. The sound of a man pissing filled the room, and she giggled. John walked over then, and opened the door and glanced in.

"Hey gorgeous," he said, smiling.

"Gonna take a shower?" she asked, returning his smile.

"Sure," he said, stepping in immediately. She smiled, more than happy to share, and reached for a washcloth and the soap that Dex used.

John stepped in, and she stepped back out of the stream, the cool air instantly hardening her nipples.

He turned, smiling at her, and leaned in to give her a sweet morning kiss.

"Thank you for last night," he said, turning and letting her start to scrub his back.

He'd joined her in the shower a time or two in the past, but he'd always behaved himself and never took advantage to try and stick his cock in her. He liked getting washed, and she loved to dote on people and take care of their needs, so of course it was a fun time for both of them. The most he ever did was finger her or eat her ass and pussy, giving her a flirty orgasm. Still, she could count the number of times it had happened on one hand.

In fact, his breakfast shenanigans were much more common than the shower ones, not that she was complaining about either. She enjoyed the attention, of course, and she knew he appreciated her taking care of him.

"You had fun I take it?" she asked.

John smiled, nodding. She lifted his arm and scrubbed his armpit, then did the other. Taking the washcloth, she scrubbed his butt, and then up underneath for him, smiling and then giggling as he lifted a leg for her.

"It was good to see Donna get filled, and I'm glad I finally got to have you as well, not mention getting to fool around with that Vicky chick," he said.

Jessie smiled. "I know," she said. "She got crazier than I thought she ever would!"

"What about you?" he asked. "I uh... didn't know you had that kind of relationship with Dex's dad."

She smiled, shrugging as he turned around and she squirted soap in the rag again, then started to scrub his chest and work her way down.

"It's definitely different. Dexter's mom died when he was little and it was just him, his dad, and his big brother Jack for a long time."

"Oh, damn," John said. "That sucks."

She nodded. "Dex says that his dad had focused so much on raising two boys that he never dated, never had time for women, and has basically been celibate for 14 years, as far as he knows."

John nodded, listening. His fingers were roaming around though, one hand on her back, the other up playing with a nipple.

"So at first, I didn't pay much attention to him, but then Dex mentioned how much he liked seeing how animated his dad got around me. He says he's happier than he's been in a long time. So, I told him I'd start cleaning in the nude around here. He always loves to watch me, and he even helped me go and pick out the lingerie I modeled for you guys last night."

John smiled, looking down and dropping his breast-rubbing hand. She glanced down and saw the hard-on, smirking at him and shaking her head as he started to stroke.

"Don's never been very good at flirting though," she said, frowning. "I mean, he's no where as good at it as you are," she said. "And... you can't really flirt with your boyfriend," she said, "well, at least not like I flirt."

John laughed, nodding. She glanced down and saw him still stroking. "So, I get a little carried away around him and really like to make him jerk off. Dex is okay with it, and he usually gets really horny when he catches me being naughty. The other day, Don put lotion on me while I was sunbathing, and then got all hard, so I made him jerk off. He came on my tits. Dex was watching from his room and came downstairs immediately and started fucking me."