36 Inches: A MFMM Romantic Comedy

by Alexis Angel

  Jason knows this — remember I told you how he knows my body better than I do? And, thank fuck, he does. Because he slams that hand back down on that same spot on my ass, tortures my clit, and slams his huge cock even harder into my pussy. My knees buckle and he holds me up because I'm dangling, dangling like a limp damn noodle. Well, except for the part where I’m spasming wildly. I cum so hard that my eyes just quit working and I’m dizzy for a few seconds. That’s right, Jason fucks the light out of me. My pussy is clamping down hard on his cock and it doesn’t take long for that to have the ricochet effect.

  Pulling out of my pussy with a wet pop, Jason strokes his cock and flips me over before climbing atop of me. His knees are on either side of my head and he's stroking that formidable cock right in front of my face. He rubs it messily on my face with the first burst of his cum that shoots out.

  He’s simply a wonder of nature. He’s coming the second time in a row, and he still manages to shoot a veritable gallon over my already drenched body. And yes, if you’re wondering, it’s as glorious as it sounds.

  I stick my tongue out and this time he cups my hair and unloads a long sticky rope of cum right on my tongue. The salty taste of him makes me desperate for him, and I lean forward to take him in my mouth.

  He raises up so that he can pipe that big dick right down my throat. I swallow against him, my eyes watering and my mouth filling up instantly with his enormous cock. But I love, love being stuffed full of his cock like this. Jason keeps stroking my hair, and I’m mesmerized by his gorgeous face as his cock pumps his hot load down my throat.

  I cup his balls while they empty in my mouth. The taste of my pussy on his cock is so damn good I’m moaning. I can practically taste just how hard I came and I’m so horny with his cock inside of me that I feel my pussy leak out even more cream at the idea. I make a mental note to rehydrate when my limbs finally work again and I run my thumb down the length of his balls. I love every inch of him. I love how fucking hard he's coming, his sexy face making me so wet my nipples actually hurt with need. The way he has me pinned like this I almost wish I could pinch them, but I can’t reach them and I’d rather have my hands on him anyway.

  When the final drop of his cum shoots down my throat and I swallow it up, I feel a little dribble on my chin. Jason shoots me a wicked look, pulling his cock from my mouth.

  In a swift move he rolls over and pulls me on top of him, his tongue licking up the cum on my lips and then kissing me deeply.

  I can’t believe I’m doing this with how weak my body feels, but I slide my pussy up and down his cock and wiggle until I get his cock back inside me. My mind tells me I’m exhausted but my body craves his…so here I am, finding my second wind and using it to shove his cock deep in my pussy while we kiss. His tongue slides over mine, sharing the taste of our orgasms as promised, and I’m shivering in his arms. Hypersensitive to every inch of my skin touching his, I arch my back so that my nipples scrape more across his chest. Moaning into his mouth, I want to scream out just from the sheer pleasure of how good it feels to be in his arms, his cock buried inside me, our cum all over each other’s tongues as we kiss deeply.

  We could be trapped forever like this. My pussy is already shaking again and squeezing down on his cock. I break the kiss and squeal. “Oh God I’m coming again!” I can’t help but yelp out.

  Beneath me, he bucks hard and fucks his cock into me so hard that my orgasm is so intense that I stop breathing. I literally stop and basically forget the world, shattering so much that sounds mean nothing and I’m lost. Then I fall back against him and shiver, the orgasm tearing through my body and making my body sweat even more, slippery against his chest. Every hard inch of him against my body feels like heaven. I run my hands up and down his firm arms holding mine, feeling every inch of their muscles and how strong he feels everywhere. I've never seen a man, felt a man so damn sculpted as him. If it wasn’t for the fact that I’d touched him and seen him with my own eyes, I would never have believed it was possible for someone to be as attractive as Jason. The sight of him is enough to steal my breath, and that cock of his threatens to stop my heart every time I’m near it.

  “Goddamn, Jennifer, I think you’ve issued a personal challenge for me to fuck you until you can’t come anymore,” Jason says with a laugh. “Because you know,” he says and pulls me closer to him so that his lips touch my ear when he continues. “I'll fuck you until you black out with an orgasm that just pulls you right under. My cock will stay rock goddamn hard to fuck you right over that edge,” he says with an air of raw power in his voice that makes my clit twitch and my mouth run dry.

  I can’t say that I’ve ever wanted anything more. “That challenge sounds good, but I think I might collapse any moment,” I say with a breathy giggle.

  “I’m also content,” Jason says as he turns us to the side and wraps his arm around my breasts, “to cuddle you and fuck you nice and slow until we both remember how to breathe normally again.” His cock slides a little out and thrusts back, and he starts fucking me slower and with his cock never fully leaving me. The change of pace shocks me, and the way my body feels like butter against his rock-hard steel, well, he was right about my breathing. I take ragged little breaths and my heart races at his touch, the way he’s holding me. His lips are on my neck, kissing me softly. I shiver in his touch from the feather light kisses and the way he’s stroking in my pussy so slowly. I could probably black out from this cuddle fucking, I’m so high from all of the orgasming, from the sensations of his skin on mine.

  “I love sliding my cock in you slow like this,” Jason whispers against my neck. “You were fucking me so slowly before, I thought I would burst. But I knew I could repay the favor when you were too spent to do anything but feel how I can fill you up so slowly and keep you on the edge of an orgasm until you don’t know if you’re about to come, or if you already are. I could fuck you forever,” Jason says with a growl.

  I’ve heard the term sweet nothings before, but the filthy things my son’s best friend whispers in my ear are something else entirely. They’re dirty little secrets that he and I share, the words that make every moment we fuck and enter this incredible world together. Nothing can touch us when we’re together. I feel ten feet tall and invincible in his arms. My body feels so deliciously spent after he fucks me. His cock inside my pussy now feels so warm, so achingly good staying inside of me, that I want to sleep like this and wake up the next day with his cock still buried inside of me. My stomach is still sticky with his first load of cum but I don’t want to wash it off. I like being marked by him. I love that he comes all over me when he fucks me on a table and then he cuddles me right on the floor and doesn’t care that he’s got his cum all over him too.

  Fuck, he licks his cum off my tongue with his. That’s the kind of thing I never even would've known I wanted. Jason mapped out pleasure my body didn’t know how to get to. And then he rolls up that map and spanks me with it. I almost giggle in the moment at this silly thought, but then Jason captures my earlobe between his teeth and nibbles just enough to shock me into jumping so slightly. When I do, his cock strokes a sensitive path in my pussy that makes me moan. “Well, aren’t you tricky,” I say with a low moan.

  “Absolutely. You’ll never know what’s coming next,” Jason says with a low, sexy laugh. “Well, you know you’re coming, but you don’t know when, I guess I should say,” he says and kisses my jawline. He moves his kiss up and kisses me right next to my lips. “Right now, I’ll give you a freebie. I want you to come now,” he says.

  For less than a second I’m shocked by this. I couldn’t possibly be ready to come again, if at all any more, because I’m so exhausted. But Jason lowers his palm and plants it right above my pussy, pressing just enough to teeter the pleasure right off the edge. I cry out, the orgasm flooding through my body right on command for him. Whimpering, I shake against him and that only makes his cock strokes speed up and fuck me just hard enough to make my eyes roll back in their orbits.


  I remember what he said about blacking out, and I know I’ve got to work to actually hold on because I gasp and I’m about to float away from him or pass out or something. “Jason!” I gasp out. He turns my face toward his and kisses me again, so softly it makes my clit burn with need. And it's no coincidence that it's what keeps me awake enough in that moment.

  And then his cock is hard as a stone and hot as hell, hammering into me with a furious speed. The cum pouring into my pussy is like little firecrackers lighting me up, sending me into a tailspin of furious lust. My body shakes in his hold and every movement makes us both cum that much harder, drowning in each other. Every sensation brings us higher and higher until we’re both gasping. Jason’s cock sinks into me to the hilt but stops coming.

  “Can we just stay like this?” I say. I don’t add the last word—forever.

  “Yes,” Jason says, kissing me softly. I think he knows I mean forever. And I think he still means to answer ‘yes.’

  Jennifer

  I feel as if I’m in seventh heaven as we leave the movie theatre. Once again, we didn't watch much of the movie as we spent too much time getting busy in the back row.

  I laugh. “There’s something about giving a BJ at the back of a movie theatre that makes it even more satisfying.”

  Jason exaggerates by making out that he’s pulling up his pants. I hold onto his hand telling him to stop, I'm worried that people can see us, then I realize that I don't care. We always go to a theatre out of town, somewhere that we're sure that no one will recognize us. It gives us the chance to be free and feel like a real couple. Not like two people that are doing something wrong. There's nothing wrong with the time I spend with Jason. Everything about it feels so right.

  He smiles. “I’ll say.”

  We both laugh as he takes my hand and we leave the theatre. After all this time, I’m not bored of him, and I think that he feels the same way. It’s as if the more time we spend together, the more I crave him. We told each other we love one another, and that seems to have opened up a window of opportunities. I’ve never felt this way about a man, and I can’t help but walk around with a big smile on my face.

  “Oh, fancy seeing you two here. Again!”

  Bethany shouts out as we approach my car. Jason and I are holding hands, but the moment that Jason sees her, he drops my hand instantly. It’s as if her words scare him so much that he does it automatically, but not on purpose. I didn’t even see who was talking, but wondered what was going on in my confusion. Whenever we’re meeting up, we always go to a different town, and Jason parks his car at the gas station, and we both ride to the restaurant, movie theatre or wherever we’ve decided to go out for the night in my car.

  “Bethany, what are you doing here?” Jason snarls at her.

  I can tell that he’s annoyed at her presence or what she said, maybe a little of both. Is she following us? This can't just be a coincidence that she's here at the same time.

  “Just taking a picture! Now say ‘Cheese.'”

  Jason shakes his head, “Is that what you’re doing here. Taking pictures?”

  She nods her head proudly and then draws closer to Jason, while my confusion silences me. I’m sure that Daniel’s seeing Bethany. Jason told me that’s why Daniel’s always out. I started to panic as I ignored their conversation and expected Daniel to pop up any minute. Then again, if she was with Daniel, they’d be walking together. Daniel’s not the type to hide in the bushes or anything like that. Then again, there are no bushes for him to hide in.

  I turn to tell Jason that we need to leave. Daniel already has some animosity toward me, if he found out that I was seeing Jason, he may never talk to me again.

  “Jason, let’s get out of here!”

  I tug on his arm, but he’s too busy looking at photos on Bethany’s phone. She came out here to show us photos?

  “And this one is with you leaving Jennifer’s house at midnight. One in the morning. Oh and here are some shots of you naked in her house, just walking up the stairs casually.”

  I peer over her shoulder to see the photos that she’s showing him, forgetting about my fears that Daniel’s hanging around somewhere.

  “Oh, and here’s one of someone in the shadows creeping out of your house. And here’s…”

  Jason dismisses her with the wave of his hand, his vein looks as if it’s about to pop out. “You been following me. But you’re seeing Daniel. Besides, it’s none of your business.”

  I don’t give her a chance to reply back as my voice trembles as he says Daniel’s name. Where is he? He must be here with her, that must be why she’s taking the photos. So, that Daniel can come out and tell me that he knows and probably will never speak to me again. I want to tell him, but not like this. He needs to hear it from me, not her.

  Bethany looks as if she has fire in her eyes as she turns to face me.

  “I can’t believe that you’re sleeping with him. It’s fucking disgusting. You should be ashamed of yourself, a woman of your age taking advantage of a boy. One that’s the same age as your own son. If you don’t leave your toy boy alone, then I’m not only going to tell Daniel, your son! But Carla too!”

  Wow, she’s going for gold. Not only is she willing to break-up her relationship with Daniel, but she wants to destroy my friendship with Carla too.

  “Jennifer, let’s get out of here,” he says dragging my hand toward the car so that I’ll open the doors.

  My hands start to shake as Bethany waves her finger in the air.

  “I mean it, Jennifer. Leave him alone. You’ve been warned!”

  Jason replies by saying, “Fuck off!”

  Bethany hesitates for a minute trying to think of something to say. I run to the driver side opening the door at the same time. I feel as if my heart’s beating out of control as I start the ignition and Jason hops in the car. I can see by the corner of my eye that she’s taking another photo of the pair of us sitting in the car. I don’t care as Jason gives her the finger and I drive like a bat out of hell.

  Jason

  I can’t take this anymore, and I told Jennifer that we need to sit down and tell both Daniel and Mom about us. There’s no hiding it. This isn’t a summer fling, and I want everything out in the open. Jennifer wasn’t party to it at first until I reminded her about Tom and what happens with secrets and lies. She soon changed her mind at the mention of his name.

  “I don’t understand why we need to go to dinner at Jennifer’s tonight. I mean it’s a bit weird with the four of us,” Mom says, and I know that she’s waiting for me to tell her reason for the meal, but I keep my mouth shut.

  “Mom are you ready? Can we go?”

  She nods. “You’re a bit tense tonight.”

  I sigh, “Mom?”

  “Okay, Jason I get it. We’re going next door for dinner. Let me just get my keys. Is that okay?”

  She's sarcastic, and any other time I would have found it cute and said something funny, but not tonight. I’m too fucking wound up for smart comments. Besides, I keep expecting Stalker Bethany to spring up any moment. Jennifer wanted to have the dinner on the weekend. I told her that there’s nothing like the present, besides Bethany only warned her yesterday. I don’t want either Daniel or Mom to find out from Bethany. I want her to know from us. I want to deal with this as adults, not fucking kids.

  “Ready!” Mom says as she swings her keys in front of me.

  I walk out and then wait for her to do the same and then we walk in silence to the house. I can see the lights on, for some reason I was worried that Jennifer would bail out on me and change her mind. She’s older, but at times I forget because of the way she reacts to things.

  As I ring the bell and I see her hair tied up, the way that it used to be. She’s wearing a dress, no doubt from the time that she was with Tom and I shake my head at the idea of the old Jennifer. The one that Tom had molded when he was alive had come back to life.

  “Jennifer, how are you?” Mom says as she looks at Jennifer
with a quizzed look on her face.

  She’s probably wondering what’s going on. Lately, Jennifer’s been in tight jeans, shorts, miniskirts and everything that she never wore when Tom was alive. Now, she’s wearing a dress that looks as if she’s going to church.

  I smile at her. “Jennifer.”

  She ignores me as she steps to the side and says, “Come in. Dinner’s nearly ready. Daniel’s set the table.”

  She’s so cold with me that I wonder if maybe I was too harsh on her and pushed her into this. I shake my head; there’s no way that she wants Bethany to do our dirty work for us. No, way.

  “Good, because I’m starving.” Mom smiles as her eyes dart from Jennifer to me. It’s obvious that something’s wrong because Jennifer’s ignoring my presence and moving as if we’re all complete strangers.

  The crazy part is as we move into the dining room and I see Daniel, that’s when I feel relieved that he’s acting normally.

  “Jennifer, I was surprised that you asked us to dinner. The two boys, we should be eating with two men, and they should be out with their girlfriends.”

  Mom smiles as she puts her hand on Jennifer.

  Jennifer’s eyes flash to me. “Oh, I never knew that Jason was dating someone.”

  Mom shrugs. “Well, I do his washing, and I know the difference between the smell of cologne and perfume.”

  Mom laughs as she walks toward Daniel and greets him. Jennifer freezes again, wondering if Mom knows about the two of us. Jennifer’s probably thinking that if Mom’s been smelling the perfume, then she’ll recognize the scent.

  I comfort her fears by saying, “Mom. You know me too well.”