Chapter 7: Saturday Morning, Oak Grove

The knock came just after seven. Jasmine was already awake, barefoot in the sleep shirt and shorts, the house quiet in a way it never was on weekdays. The kids had left Friday night to stay with her parents and wouldn’t be back until evening. Cory was at the factory for his usual Saturday overtime. She had spent the night sore and stretched from Jerrick’s thick cock, and the first thought when she opened her eyes had been how soon the next one would arrive. The guilt was gone. What remained was clear and steady. She smiled when she opened the door and saw Jerry—6’5”, solid 250 pounds—standing on the porch.

“Morning,” he said. “Kids gone all day?”

“Until tonight,” she answered, stepping back. “Come in.”

He walked straight to the bedroom she shared with Cory. There was no kitchen talk this time. He stripped her shirt over her head, pushed the shorts down her slender hips, and laid her on the unmade bed. For the next six hours he used her however he wanted, and she took every second of it.

He started between her legs. He spread her thighs wide and licked her pussy slow and deep, tongue working her clit while two thick fingers pushed into her ass and curled. The combination made her cry out almost immediately. Her hips lifted off the mattress. When the orgasm hit, her whole body shook—hard, uncontrolled, thighs trembling, fuller breasts rising and falling while she gasped his name. He didn’t stop. He kept licking and fingering her through it, then through a second orgasm that made her shake even harder, one hand fisted in the sheets, the other gripping his shoulder. She came a third time before he pulled back, her body still twitching.