From Church Wife to Black Cock Slut Book Two
Copyright© 2026 by Peyton Allen
Chapter 7
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 7 - Jill Maxwell always envied her friend Jasmine’s constant, private smile. But sitting in their usual diner booth, the shocking truth spills out: Jasmine has quietly surrendered her life and body to their heavy-built neighbor, Jerry. Confessions of uninhibited morning encounters and absolute submission unlock a forbidden curiosity in Jill. Shaken by desire, the striking redhead agrees to cross the line under Jerry’s strict rules. How far will she go?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Slut Wife DomSub MaleDom Interracial Black Male White Male White Female Anal Sex Cream Pie Facial Masturbation Oral Sex AI Generated
Jill’s text came at 7:12 a.m.
John just left. Boys are on the bus. I’m on my way.
Jasmine was already in the kitchen in a T-shirt and shorts, barefoot, hair loose. Jerry had arrived ten minutes earlier. He was sitting at the table in a plain T-shirt and jeans, 6’5” and solid, watching her with the same steady look he always had. When she showed him the text he nodded once.
“Good,” he said. “Tell her to come in. Don’t make her knock twice.”
Jill arrived eight minutes later. She was wearing a simple sundress, long red hair down, green eyes wide when Jasmine opened the door. She stepped inside and stopped when she saw Jerry. For a second no one spoke. Then Jerry stood, slow, and looked at her.
“You sure?” he asked.
Jill’s voice was quiet but clear. “Yes.”
He nodded toward the hallway. “Bedroom. Jasmine stays.”
They walked down the hall together. Jill’s hand found Jasmine’s for a second and squeezed, then let go. In the bedroom Jerry told Jill to take the dress off. She did, fingers unsteady, and stood in a plain bra and panties. Her 38DD breasts were full and heavy, nipples already hard. Jerry looked at her for a long moment, then told her to lie back on the bed.
Jill did. Jasmine stood near the dresser, watching. Jerry moved between Jill’s legs, hooked his fingers in her panties, and pulled them down. He spread her thighs wide, lowered his head, and licked her—slow at first, then deeper, tongue working her clit while two thick fingers pushed into her pussy. Jill gasped, hips lifting. He kept going, adding a finger to her ass, licking and fingering her until she was shaking. She came hard, green eyes wide, one hand fisted in the sheets, the other reaching for Jasmine. Jasmine stepped closer and let her hold on. Jerry didn’t stop. He licked her through it, then through a second orgasm that made her whole body tremble, thighs shaking around his head, until she was dripping and breathless.
He moved up, freed his cock, and rubbed the thick head through her slick folds. “You want it?”
“Yes,” Jill said.
He pushed in slow. The stretch made her cry out. He was only halfway in when she came again, walls clenching around him, body shaking hard. He kept going, inch by inch, until he was buried deep. Jill’s green eyes stayed on his face, then flicked to Jasmine. Jerry started fucking her—hard and deep, the way he fucked Jasmine—watching her 38DD breasts bounce with every thrust. She came again within the first few minutes, legs wrapped around him, moaning his name. He fucked her through it, then through another, until she was shaking and begging. He came inside her with a low groan, cum spewing deep, and stayed buried while she trembled under him.
He pulled out slow. Cum leaked onto the sheets. He looked at Jasmine. “Clean her.”
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