Ansha becomes a nymphomaniac

I nuzzled her ear and whispered "Please relax and listen closely, Ansha. Please believe everything I’m about to tell you. Since your divorce, you've realized you really miss sex. You realized one man wasn’t enough to satisfy you. You realized you're bisexual. But more than that, you're pansexual. You see every adult you meet sexually and you're horny all the time. You've resisted your nymphomania up until now but please just embrace the fact that you're a sex maniac."

I finished just as Ron managed to open the door and reveal Jess sprawled on the couch with her fingers pumping in and out of her sloppy twat,

"Oh thank gawd yer back!" Jess exclaimed, "Who wansa fuck me?"

"I DO!" Ansha cried out, pushing past Ron. "Good god but I want to fuck you!"

The Indian woman ripped her clothes off. Ron started filming. Jess started cheering,

Ansha gave up undressing when she was only half done an dove between Jess' legs and started licking. Jess moaned, enjoying Ansha's tongue. I kindly finished the job of removing Ansha's clothing, taking the opportunity to stroke and squeeze her fine brown fanny while Ron filmed.

She raised her head just long enough to say "One of you men please stick your cock in me! I need a hard fucking right now!"

She said please. What choice did I have? I pulled down my pants, positioned her hips and plowed into her pussy, making her grunt into Jess.

"Please come, ladies!" I asked nicely after pounding Ansha for a while. They both let out satisfied groans, Jess drunkenly, Ansha muffled.

"Ansha, may I please pump you full of sperm?" I asked.

She popped her face up to yell "oh god yes! Bust a nut in me! PLEASE!"

I do so love that word. I blew my wad into her.

I pulled out once I was done and slapped Ansha's bare ass to get her attention, since she had refocused her efforts on Jess.

"Please sit up on the couch and spread your thighs, Ansha? " I asked.

She did so, abandoning a confused Jess as Ron got a close up of my spooge ozing out of her cunt.

"Jess, Ansha is a guest in your home," I chided. "Please eat my jism out of her."

"Yeah, I'm tozy gun do tha!" Jess agreed, sliding off the couch and crawling cuntward, getting her face in there after a few fumbling tries.

I positioned myself behind the couch so I could play with Ansha's big brown tits while Jess sloppily sucked sperm out of her. Drunk and exhausted as she was, Jess couldn't have been terribly good at it but I asked Ansha to enjoy it emensly, which of course she did, loudly.

Ron dutifully filmed it the whole time, a grin on his face, a kielbasa in his pants. I finally took pity on him.

"Hey Ron, howed you like to do a POV shoot of Ansha sucking you off?" I asked.

"Really? That'd be awesome!" My friend agreed.

I got him seated bare assed on the couch and invited Ansha to suck him off. Nympho that she was now, I didn't have to ask please, but why not be polite?

Jese sank back down to the floor as her neighbor sucked off her husband. I joined her, admiring the view of Ansha from behind as her head bobbed merrily along.

"You don’t mind Ron getting head from the neighbor, do you Jess?" I asked, casually toying with one of her nipples.

She giggled and snorted, which I took as a no.

A phone rang. I looked around. It wasn’t mine, but I was the only one in any condition to answer it.