The World's Fine Ass 2 (Patreon)

They went on kissing, feeling more of each other’s curves like it would ever be enough. Yet no matter how many fingers they pressed into each other’s wet cunts, it never was. And yet, they were satisfied. More and more, they were satisfied.

Lois wanted the taste of Mary Jane’s pussy on her tongue even more than she wanted the feel of it around her fingers. She got MJ down onto her back, then mounted her in reverse, turned around so that Mary Jane could lick her while Lois went down on her. They sixty-nined, both licking hungrily, making the hairs of each other’s cunts wet and shiny.

They sucked at each other’s clits, drove their tongues into each other’s snatches, each woman delighted to find as much nectar entering her mouth as there was filling her pussy. Both would not have been surprised to know she was found to be delicious.

“Holy shit… even I don’t know what to say here—”

They stopped what they were doing and outside the haze of their lust for each other, they realized they were being watched. They looked to Peter and saw his cock stiff in his pants. There was no room for jealousy in him when he found Mary Jane’s so enticing.

I wonder how long he’s been watching us for, Mary Jane thought. I hope he didn’t torture himself too long, playing the voyeur. A big prick like that he shouldn’t keep to himself.

“It beat being worried about you,” Mary Jane said. “And can you think up a warmer welcome?”

“Any warmer and something would burst into flames,” Peter agreed.

“Sounds cozy,” Lois said. “You’re welcome to join us, but you should know, MJ and I are going to extend Clark the same invitation.”

Peter guffawed in disbelief. “I’d worry about measuring up to Big Blue, but if his wife is asking me to fuck her, I must not have much to worry about.”

“Tiger, shut up before you turn her off. I worked so hard to get her in the mood.”

“You were born with red hair,” Lois replied. “That’s hard work?”

“You should see my yoga routine.”

Peter had his clothes off by then. His cock was stiff and hard. Both women found themselves aroused by seeing it. They rubbed against each other, giving themselves some pleasure while waiting for Peter to come to them and join in the fun.

“Come on, pretty boy, you know how many photographers would’ve loved to be in your shoes?” Lois teased.

“Fuck me, Pete. Unless you want to fuck Lois. Then I want to watch.” Mary Jane sold her words with a dazzling smile. “But I want your cock so bad I might have to slap the shit out of her if she gets it.”

“Promises, promises,” Lois cooed.

They were up on their feet now, striding towards Peter with a walk that made it clear their naked bodies were entirely offered to him. And Peter took them up on that offer, gathering them both in his strong arms and holding him to his own body as he attacked their breasts, licking and sucking his way from the familiar slopes of Mary Jane’s cleavage to the new, though no more enticing curves that Lois had to offer.

Mary Jane smiled at the little squeal Lois let out. It was clear to her already that Peter was a great lover; she joined MJ in exulting in how Peter satisfied them. Hands traveling over supple bodies, mouth devouring while always taking care to make each morsel of flesh that was kissed feel like a delicacy.

In short order, the two women found themselves down on the bed, side by side, two entrees in the feast that was Peter’s alone to enjoy.

Peter moved to Mary Jane’s pussy first. He couldn’t help himself. He loved the taste of her sex and the mere thought that she could believe he’d ever prefer Lois’s to hers was enough to close off any enjoyment of Lois’s body. And so he entered Mary Jane with his tongue, quickly inundating himself with her juices.

Mary Jane loved it, and while Lois was a bit put out, she well understood Peter’s actions. As sexy as he was, if Clark were here, she’d rather be with her own man than try Mary Jane’s. But since Clark wasn’t…

Lois slipped down to the floor, kneeling to Peter’s upthrust cock where he crouched to eat out Mary Jane. She sucked him hard and fast, wanting his cum, wanting to taste what previously had been Mary Jane’s alone. Her hands encountered his bloated balls and squeezed them. She could tell by their warm feel that as soon as he came, her taste buds would be basking in the heated goodness of his seed. Delicious enough to addict one of the most beautiful women Lois had ever known.

“Fuck me, Peter!” Mary Jane gasped, turned on beyond belief, beyond what she’d had with Lois and even edging out any sex she’d had with Peter. She loved his tongue inside her, but what she needed was his fat cock and the way it fucked her. “If you’re not going to fuck Lois, then fuck me! I need that hard cock!”

“Yeah, I’ll fuck you,” Peter breathed. “Your wet pussy, all the way to your womb—I’d make it come out your mouth if I could.”

He licked his way off Mary Jane’s pussy and slid away from Lois, offering her an apologetic smile for a split-second before going to MJ, mounting her. Mary Jane gave a moan as he penetrated her, sunk into her, and showed her inch by inch why she loved cock even more than a man or a woman’s tongue. It just filled her, filled her all the way up. There was nothing else to feel but how full she was!

And she felt even more of that when Peter began to stroke into her. He went in and out of her, going as deep as Mary Jane could take him. She let out a guttural gurgle as he stretched, only able to stay conscious, only able to stay sane by looking up at him and centering herself around how much Peter was enjoying her tight little snatch.

Lois watched them come together, again and again, pulling so closely into one that it was like they never parted, even when Peter reeled back and pumped into Mary Jane’s depths again. It exhilarated her to watch them fucking, so young, so beautiful. A pleasure that would soon be hers. She wanted that big cock inside her almost enough to wish an end to Mary Jane’s delight, but she couldn’t do that. She wanted him to fuck them both. She wanted to fuck both of them as well.

She embraced Peter from behind, holding on as he thrust into Mary Jane. Feeling his muscles tense and flex with how powerfully he was rutting her. And it was still only a tiny fraction of his strength. Lois could feel something of his held back power, straining inside him, to be fully released only when he came.

“God, Peter, that feels incredible!” Mary Jane panted, eyes rolling up in her head as Peter continued to ram his stiffened rod deep inside her. “It’s so good, your cock’s so good, it’s fucking my pussy so good!”

“I’m going to shoot!” Peter gritted out. “It’s all coming out, baby—you’re getting it all!”

“Yes, I want all of it! Come all over me! Fucking bathe me in it!”

He pulled himself out of Mary Jane’s sex and barely had a moment to look at Mary Jane sprawled below him, all fucked out and satisfied and yet still flush with never-ending desire for him, before the sight of her kicked his urges into overdrive and sent his hot spunk blasting out of him. Spraying it all over Mary Jane’s legs and stomach and breasts. He was literally drained by the time the last rope of cum had left his dick, and yet he still felt like it wasn’t nearly enough of a tribute to this gorgeous woman. Let alone Lois. He really should do something to thank the woman who had given his wife such pleasure…

The thing was, he didn’t have to. Lois found a thanks of her own. She licked it off of Mary Jane’s creamy skin… swallowing every drop… moaning at her every taste of it. Then she was down before Peter’s cock, sucking more of his seed from it. She wanted it all. And she wanted the taste of Mary Jane’s hot cunt too. Lois was so thankful to find it in abundance all over Peter’s big dick.

Peter lay down on the bed with them, his lean body stretched out as far in laziness as his cock had stretched in arousal. It sprouted up from his sinewy body like an oak, showing no sign of being fatigued from all it had launched. The sight of it, and of Peter, and of Mary Jane lying next to him, rubbing what was left of his cum into her velveteen skin… it made Lois’s mouth water. She felt tremors of excitement possessing her, making it so she had no choice but to take Peter’s cock in her hand and know it was hers now, she’d licked it clean of Mary Jane and now she’d have her turn with it. Finally.