The New Girlfriend

John

"Babe, can we just do homework and stuff? I don't want your mom thinking I'm like...on top of you all the time." I said sincerely. I did feel bad about Chloe, it was sexy to play with her like that and the power rush of being able to mold her to my will was delightful. Still though, Jessica was crazy and this would be temporary. I wasn't feeling too sexy at the moment.

"Of course baby. And if you change your mind, I wouldn't mind that either." She giggled. We pulled up to her house. It really matched her quite well, in a neighborhood of mostly two story houses, hers was a small, mint colored house with a cute little front yard.

"I like your house, does your mom do the gardening?"

"Yeah, she loves to work outside. Come on in and meet her." We walked in together and a nice, chubby, older woman with the same brunette braid smiled as we walked in.

"Oh, hello there....John Kenway? My, you are quite a celebrity in this house." Mrs. Harper came over and gave me a big warm hug.

"Thank you Mrs. Harper."

"Please, call me Jane. Honey, are you here to study? I thought that was tomorrow?"

"Mom, John is my new boyfriend. We're just here to hang out and do homework before this date he has tonight."

"BOYFRIEND? Oh my god! How exciting!" Jane pulled us both in for another hug. "How did you manage that?" She asked Jessica excitedly.

"Well, I rode his cock in front of his girlfriend and my pussy was tighter than hers. He chose me." Jessica said impatiently. "Don't I have a good pussy, mommy?" She asked angrily. Jane's eyes got big and she looked at me.

"Uh, yes honey. Your pussy is...is...delightful." She looked back at Jessica frightfully. "Honey, your boyfriend doesn't want..."

"My boyfriend doesn't want my mother to disrespect me. No." Jane dropped to her knees and leaned forward to kiss her daughter's shoes.

"I'm so sorry honey. You're right. I'm such a bad mother. Please, punish me darling. I deserve it." It was like a totally different person. My cock got hard again.

"You know baby, I could actually use that pussy of yours." All the rage she held in her eyes for her mother vanished and she smiled warmly at me.

"Of course my king. I live for your pleasure."

"Use my room. Please, the bed is bigger and softer." Jane pleaded. Jessica smiled at her mother.

"Thank you mommy. Come on baby." She skipped down the small hallway to a nice master bedroom at the end. A quick glance around revealed that Jessica and her mother lived alone.

To say we fucked would be an understatement. We moved the heavens and Earth as we fucked. The tight girl in my arms writhed and squealed and came over and over. Her pussy felt tighter and tighter every time and it felt like I was piercing her cervix when I fucked her. At certain angles I could see my cock pushing through her stomach. Finally I shot another hot load deep inside her and then shot some more on her face and chest.

"Mmmm, look at all that. Look how hard you milk me baby." I said proudly.

"Your body KNOWS we belong together." She put her thumb in my mouth and pulled me down over her for a kiss. "I'm so happy I rescued you." I laughed gently.

"Thank you. Thank you so much baby, I don't know how I'm gonna repay you." She giggled.

"You already have, silly."

"Where's your bathroom?" I didn't need to go, I just wanted to check out her room.

"Oh come here." She lead me to the master bathroom and walked in with me. I should've seen that coming. I actually didn't have to go for some reason.

"Actually, I thought I had to go but I don't." I said sheepishly. If she suspected I was lying, she made no indication.

"Silly boyfriend. Come on, let's go back to the living room. We DO have to do homework." She ushered me over to the dining room table and she brought her backpack. Her mother was still on her knees where she had been when we went to have sex. I actually did some homework at her insistence. Yes yes, my grades were fine but she didn't want to be the reason I failed.

After another hour, I decided to push on her a bit. See how much power I did have over this little monster. "Babe, can I see your room?" I asked.

"Uh, baby, we're doing homework. You don't need to see my room." I had an idea.

"What are you hiding in there? Is it another guy?" I asked nervously.

Her eyes got wide and then softened. "Baby, no of course not. I just... my room is messy but I can show you if you want. Come on, it's okay." She lead me down the hall and then to the door right before the master bedroom. "See? It's...umm...messy."

This room was a shrine. A shrine to her one true God, and that was me. There were pictures of me from Lacrosse, Marching Band (even from our out of town competitions!) She got a shot of me with my tenor sax where I was sweaty under the stadium lights. I smiled and pointed to it. "That's a nice shot." I hoped I would break the tension. Was this room creepy? Totally. But I realized she was crazy this afternoon, and I went with it. I almost expected some shit like this and I wasn't disappointed.

"Yeah, that was a good one from San Francisco. You guys were on fire that night." She was right, I don't remember her being there.

"You should've said hi at some of these things. I would've loved to know I had a fan rooting for me." I said sadly. She looked heart broken.

"I know. I'm so sorry, I was... such a coward. Until Monday, I sort of assumed our worlds would never collide. That I would just carry on with this fantasy without you knowing. I thought if I tried you would say no and then..."

"It would ACTUALLY be over. Yeah, I get that." I finished her sentence. I smiled. "I'm glad you let me see this. Even if it is a little creepy." I said. She turned red.

"Yeah, I...I guess I don't need it now. Any of it." I looked over to the corner and saw a sex doll with a dildo sticking out of it that had my face on it. It was so bad I had to laugh. "Fuck, this is kinda embarrassing. Can we leave?"

"Did you use that to practice sucking my cock? I haven't seen you do that yet." I said smiling. She looked horrified from the doll, to hungrily at me.

"We still have like, an hour to kill. I'm starving." She giggled and walked over to me. I threw myself on her big comfy bed and lay back as she pulled my cock out. Her little nervous tongue swished over my head and then down my shaft. Her blowjob was very nervous and she clearly had more confidence in her pussy.

"Baby, don't be so nervous. I love you, just relax. I'll enjoy whatever you do." She sat up and smiled.

"Thank you for being so sweet." She sounded a little disappointed with herself but she looked back at my cock and dropped down.

"Do you suck that things cock? Or do you worship it?" I asked. She looked back over at it, and then at me. Her eyes glazed over again like they had in the bathroom and she opened her mouth, spit falling down her chin and onto my cock. She engulfed my dick in her mouth and it immediately felt better. "Thaaaat's my girl."

I lay back and just let it happen. Not as good as her tiny pussy, that's for sure. I still built up a big load for her to eat and I let myself edge a few times. "Alright, babe. You ready to eat?"

"Mhmmm." She moaned around my cockhead. The vibration of her mouth sent me over the edge and I bucked into her face, holding her head and really forcefully fucking her mouth. I groaned loudly as I emptied the contents of my balls into my new cum dumpster and when I was finished, I held her there for a few seconds until she could barely breath. Then I let up and fell back, her head falling away from my cock. "Woah, that was....way more intense than I was expecting." She laughed.

"That was much better baby. When you suck my cock, you should worship me." I said looking down at her.

"I should always worship you, my sweet god. Thank you for that thick and creamy meal." Her voice was syrupy as she talked. I checked the time, it was date night!