Cuckold Ron and continue to fuck Jess in front of him

"Ron, please just be happy being the cuck you've become."

A confused expression washed over his face briefly before it turned into a smile.

"Yeah, OK. Sure. You're right, I was out of line. I'm sorry. Why don't I make us some coffee now that you're both awake?"

"Thanks, bro. That sounds great."

"My pleasure. Coming right up."

I could see Ron's boxers tented out as he stood up and decided to push more of their boundaries. I looked down at the head bobbing in my lap.

"Hey, Jess, please take a break from blowing me for the umpteenth time and talk about the differences between my dick and Ron's."

Jess pulled herself off my cock, but continued to sit under the table and stare at it while she spoke.

"Well, yours is much bigger than his. I can just tell by the way it feels in my mouth that you're fatter and longer. Both of your skin tones are far more obvious down here. The head of your dick is a beautiful shade of dark pink, almost red and your balls have a rosy glow under your light brown pubes. Ron's scrotum and shaft are much darker than the rest of his body. He isn't circumcised and his foreskin completely covers the head of his little prick when it's soft, but when he's hard the tip is almost purple. I used to think it was kinda cute, or whatever, but that's before I met this monster." Jess smiled as she massaged my balls in one hand, then slowly traced around the head of my dick with the other.

I chuckled to myself at how insatiable she'd become. I couldn't get over how much she had fallen in love with my dick overnight. On the other hand, given my newly enhanced abilities, who could blame her? I decided to continue asserting myself as the new alpha of the house.

"Please, tell me Ron keeps himself shaved and completely hairless from the neck down as a sign of his submission."

"Of course he does," Jess looked up from my dick. "I check him once a week to make sure his little twig and berries are as soft and smooth as his recently douched asshole."

Wow, nice touch. I hadn't even thought about that. "Yeah, I guess his ass gets more attention than his dick these days, huh?"

"Unless you count him furiously jerking off while he watches me get fucked by a real man."

"You're too kind letting him get off that much."

Jess looked over at Ron returning to the table with a cup of coffee for each of us. "I still love him. It's not his fault he's a pathetic loser that can't satisfy me in bed. He's still a good boyfriend. Also, I love to see that mixture of arousal and frustration on his face while he watches us. Besides, it's my choice either way. I'll let him cum as often or as little as I wish."

Ron was smiling at her like an idiot. "Thank you, baby. That was really sweet. I love you, too. But, he's right, I really don't deserve any of the pleasure you allow me. I'm lucky to have you both. Well, I better go change the sheets on our bed and do the laundry."

He left the kitchen and went to the bedroom and Jess went back to sucking my dick. I could feel her body shudder from the mini-orgasms I gave her from just being inside her. I loved seeing on the kitchen floor servicing me, but I missed playing with those magnificent tits.

"Let's take our coffee over to the couch and make this a two-way exchange," I suggested grabbing both mugs and pushing away from the kitchen table.

Jess followed me to the other room still crawling, naked on her hands and knees. I set the mugs on the end table and laid down on the couch longways and motioned for her to mount me the opposite way so we could 69. She was back on my dick as soon as possible, but it took me a minute to find the perfect position where I could tongue her clit and tweak her nipples while she sucked me off. I had just found it when I heard Ron return from the bedroom.

"C'mon, guys. That's not fair starting without me," he protested as he dropped the basket of dirty laundry.

"I'm sorry. Please, wear my dirty underwear on your head while you sit on the floor and jerk off to us. Will that make up for it?"

"Thanks, man," Ron said picking my underwear out of the laundry basket. "You're a really good friend, Rick."

I returned my attention to his girlfriend's pussy and savoured the subtle flavor of her juices as she spasmed and moaned at the touch of my tongue. Jess was deep throating me now and I could feel myself getting close. I decided a big, mutual orgasm would bring us all closer together as a threesome.

"Everyone, please cum with me and have the best orgasms you've ever had."

As soon as I said it, I began shooting down the back of Jess's throat. She started to **** and pulled away as she came at the same time and showered me in her own ejaculate. I continued to buck and spurt all over her face and boobs. When I finally looked over, Ron was on his knees milking the last drops from his hairless prick. He was sucking on the crotch of my underwear and watching us thru a leg hole. Judging by the large puddle on the carpet in front of him he had enjoyed himself as much as anyone. After we all recovered, he took the underwear off his head and used it to wipe up his cum from the floor.

"Alright, I better get back to this laundry," he said. "I've got a lot of chores to do. What do you two have planned for the rest of the day?"