Jake accidentally has the best sex of his life

Jake called for attention. "There has been a lot of tension today," he said in a voice he hoped was inspiring, "And I think it isn't necessary. I think someone here would love to get fucked by me right here, with everyone watching, and I bet $2.50 that we'll all feel better about ourselves and each other afterwards."

Everyone looked around at everyone else. Most of them seemed on the verge of laughing. Crim sat up straighter with what could have been concern on her face, but she was being dragged into the group sentiment and the "normalcy" of the bets.

Clarissa spoke first. "That doesn't seem likely, pig-idiot."

The others chuckled, but they were cut off.

A deep but feminine voice from behind Jake interrupted, "I never imagined it would come to this. Perhaps it is fate."

Jake turned to see a middle-aged couple approaching. The woman was wearing a boring, simple dress with a floral pattern while the man was wearing khaki shorts and a polo shirt.

"I have needs," she said, "And not enough chances to fill them. Your timing could not have been better."

Jake opened his mouth to comment but the woman grabbed the back of his head and forced him into a passionate kiss. His first thought was "what the fuck is this gross old bitch doing" but his second thought was "fucking what fucking fuck where did she learn to do that with her tongue?"

Jake's non-super-powered sexual experience was limited to clumsy quickies with stoned classmates. He saw foreplay as a bit of a waste of time, but this weird old lady was making a good case for it. Jake was too distracted to notice his pants coming off, but then the woman dropped to her knees and took his cock into her mouth all the way to the hilt.

"Huuuuuuuuh wait, I, old women aren't my, ahhhhhhh," Jake moaned feebly.

The woman was just as skilled with her face below the belt, and 15-20 seconds later she was gulping down cum just as fast as Jake could shoot it.

Jake collapsed into a chair, breathing hard, while the woman stood and licked her lips. She leaned back on the table seductively and said, "Are you sure? That went rather quickly even by my well-practiced expectations. You shouldn't let such a lovely young beef torpedo stay so under-serviced."

Jake continued staring in shock.

"Oh," the woman concluded, "And 52 isn't even old enough to retire. 'Old lady' is a crass appellation here, wouldn't you say?"

Jake slowly worked out how to speak again. "You... Aren't... Didn't... Not fucked by me."

"Goodness, child, who wants a ten-second penetration? That was for fluffing purposes. We'll be giving my husband his show, and your friends their wager, soon enough." She had taken off her shoes at some point, and now she playfully reached up with one leg to flick Jake's limp wet noodle with her toe.

Jake felt totally out of his depth and his powers weren't guiding him at all. Apparently he'd feel better about it after the bet finished but the thought of being manipulated by his own mind control powers scared him. He needed to claw back some control.

"Oh, so your husband gets off to this. Funny--I bet my friend Eric is getting off to it, too. If I'm right, your husband needs to chip in by jacking off Eric. If not, I'll stroke him myself."

The woman looked to her husband, who shrugged and gave a thumbs up. Jake could see Eric's eyes narrowed and cheeks flushed in disgust. All the girls were giggling. Nobody seemed to be taking photos, which comforted Jake a little.

The woman stripped her dress over her head to reveal bright red lacey underwear, which she then pulled off without trying to be graceful or seductive. She stepped over to Jake and sat straddling his lap, where she began roughly pulling up his shirt.

She had a little landing strip of pubic hair between her legs but was otherwise totally clean-shaven. Her pale skin wasn't wrinkly like Jake expected but it seemed loose and spongey compared to the peers Jake had touched. It wasn't unpleasant. Her body was fit in general and Jake could feel some muscle definition, but it was different from the one boy Jake had fooled around with. She had large fake breasts that seemed out of place on her aging body, but they looked amazing. She probably had work done every few years.

She forced Jake into passionate kisses while grinding her hips against his and her chest against his, and as Jake got into it he planted both hands on her ass. It wasn't as perfect as Janie's but Jake couldn't complain any more. Soon enough the woman was sliding her dripping wet pussy lips up and down the length of his fresh raging hard-on, and Jake used one hand to guide it inside her.

The woman controlled the rhythm while Jake mostly struggled to keep the chair from tipping over. He didn't feel like he was contributing much, but his older partner didn't seem to mind. There was some weird feeling down there, like she had some sort of muscle control to keep her pussy tight, if that was even possible. Jake felt too good to form any meaningful thoughts but he noticed that she was managing speed and pressure in a way that prevented him from climaxing. Or was it because he just came like two minutes ago? Or was it the power? Jake tried to focus on this, but he failed.

Jake expected the woman to change positions a few times, like in porn, but she kept things similar for what felt like a long time. Eventually Jake did shoot his load inside of his partner, which she noticed. She held the position on his lap for a short while after he finished and then flopped backwards onto the cleared table, such that her head was hanging off one side and the cum ran out of her onto the floor on the other side.

Jake felt like one of those anime girls who gets fucked senseless by a tentacle monster. He had worked harder than he realized in the bliss of the moment and he was worn out. He still had the presence of mind to look over and see how Eric was doing.

The old lady's husband had Eric naked from the waist down, ball gag still in. He had just guided Eric's hard little dick to the old lady, where Eric was shooting cum into her waiting mouth. Did the man have that much control over when Eric came? Were these people so skilled without Jake's betting power to guide them?

The man then pulled out the gag and forced Eric to eat Jake's cum from the old lady, which must have pushed her over the edge because then she had a screaming orgasm. (No squirting. Jake wondered about that topic, too.)

This was all too wild for Jake to process easily. He glanced at the girls and they looked--

Jake didn't understand the look on their faces. It was intense. Thoughtful arousal, maybe.

Jake didn't even try to get dressed, he relaxed onto the chair and attempted to gather his thoughts.