Jasmine 22

Jasmine sat at the kitchen counter. She wiped away the tears from her eyes for the tenth time. On the counter in front of her were the screenshots on her phone. Each detailed the sexual encounters her husband Steve had with a younger coworker. They were sent from an unknown number. She might have doubted them had the person sending the pictures hadn't also sent a long text detailing dates and specifics.

Jasmine suspected Steve of cheating for quite a while. It started when he dressed nicer for work and watched how much fast food he consumed. He guarded his phone and rarely left it unlocked in front of her. She'd gone through the self-doubt phase. The only payoff was her commitment to get in better shape and lose weight. Being thinner wasn't helping her now.

She faced looking back at their twenty years of marriage as a failure. As tears formed in her eyes yet again, her phone buzzed. Her husband sent a text: "Working very late again tonight. Texting early so you don't waste your time cooking for me."

"Fuck you, Steve," Jasmine spoke out loud to the empty kitchen. She got up from the stool and went to take a shower. Her daughter Marjorie planned to come by with her boyfriend Chase later. Marjorie would notice her mother's distress quickly if Jasmine didn't get herself together. There was no way she could tell her daughter that her dad was fucking a younger coworker. Not yet.

Jasmine heard Marjorie and Chase coming through the front door an hour later.

"Hi, mom!" Marjorie was a loud and energetic second-year university student. She had inherited her mother's chesty physique - and never suffered from a line of willing young men to get to know her. Marjorie was also more careful than Jasmine had been at her age.

Chase was a senior. He'd been a scholarship gymnast until he snapped his knee early last year. He stayed in shape by lifting weights and doing hundreds of daily pushups. Though Jasmine often wondered if the pushups paid off while fucking her daughter, she quickly put such thoughts out of her head.

When her daughter and Chase entered the kitchen, both of them gave Jasmine a quick hug. Chase's blond hair and blue eyes seemed so bright that he looked almost artificial. It was his quick wit and outgoing personality that made him attractive.

"What's cooking mom? I hate to say it, but we're hungry. Can I help you start supper?" Marjorie opened the fridge and took a casual look inside.

When Jasmine didn't answer quickly, Marjorie turned to look at her mom.

"Mom, what's wrong? Don't tell me things are fine. What's up?" Marjorie walked back across the kitchen and stood in front of Jasmine.

Jasmine couldn't hold back. "Your father is fucking that new younger coworker Cynthia."

Both Chase and Marjorie looked shocked. Not just at the revelation but at Jasmine's choice of the word 'fuck.' Jasmine never cursed in front of other people.

Marjorie didn't bother to ask her mom how she knew. Instead, she pulled Jasmine to her and hugged her hard. Chase stood awkwardly beside the counter's end and pretended to avoid looking at them as they hugged.

Jasmine sobbed a couple of times and then raised her head to look at her daughter. "It's okay. We haven't been close in quite a while. And we haven't fucked in months."

Marjorie nodded. "I knew something was wrong. And Dad has been acting odd for a long time. I'm so sorry, mom."

Jasmine tried to smile as she wiped her face yet again. "I don't think I can start over, honey. I'm almost forty. Who is going to want someone like me?"

Marjorie rolled her eyes. She had a different outlook on life than her mom. "That's ridiculous, mom. You're beautiful. That dad can leave you lonely and go find someone else is ridiculous."

"Thanks, Marjorie. I feel ugly and worthless."

Marjorie protested. "That's natural. You've been betrayed.

Jasmine nodded. Her daughter was right.

Marjorie turned toward Chase. "Chase, don't you think my mom is beautiful?"

Chase hesitated as if he were being tricked. "Uh, yes. Of course. She doesn't look thirty-eight."

Marjorie frowned at him. "Show a little more enthusiasm. You're always saying we look just like one another. And we both know how much you love my body."

Jasmine turned her head to look at Chase. He shifted nervously and looked from Marjorie's face to her mom's.

When Chase couldn't find the right words, Marjorie asked, "Is she a MILF or not? Yes or no."

"Yes, 100%." Chase smiled, still feeling like he was being tricked.

"You are so kind, Chase. I don't feel like a MILF right now."

Marjorie laughed. "How do you know you don't feel like a MILF? Isn't that a question for the man who would fuck you?"

Jasmine laughed and playfully swatter at her daughter's arm. "I'm not like you, Marjorie."

Marjorie shook her head. "Yes, you are. You've just forgotten. And Dad is an idiot. He can get it all day here at home."

Jasmine's tears dried up as she smiled at her daughter. Marjorie had always been unabashed and direct.

Marjorie directed her words at Chase. "I need to talk to you for a minute outside, okay?" Turning to her mom, she added, "We'll only be a minute."

Jasmine watched as her daughter led Chase outside to the back patio. She watched Marjorie wave her hands as she spoke to Chase. She couldn't hear anything being said. It was mostly Marjorie talking.

Three minutes later, both of them returned inside. Chase's face was slightly flushed as if Marjorie had embarrassed him.

"Mom, can I borrow your phone for a minute? I left mine in the car?" Jasmine unlocked her phone and handed it to her daughter.

Marjorie stood a few feet away, her fingers texting furiously. Chase watched her and shifted nervously.

Marjorie put the phone on the counter. "It's done. I fixed your problem."

Jasmine confusedly asked, "Fixed my problem? What did you do?"

Marjorie put her hands on her mom's shoulders. "I texted Dad and told him that by the time he read the text, you'd be fucking someone else. And to tell Cynthia hello."

Jasmine's draw dropped open cartoonishly. Her face turned red. "Marjorie! You did what?!"

Marjorie nodded. "Let's just get this over with. I scheduled the message for eight o'clock. You can delete it before it is sent. But I hope you don't."

Jasmine turned to Chase. "Did you she tell you outside that was her plan?"

Chase nodded. He wouldn't make eye contact with Jasmine.

"That's not all, Mom. You tell me to be proud of who I am and that you wish you could do it all over. Now is your chance, no pun intended."

Jasmine didn't know what to say.

Marjorie turned to her boyfriend. "Okay. She might be in shock. We're going to snap her out of it."

Marjorie walked over to Chase. Before her mom could react in shock, Marjorie's hands went to Chase's belt and unfastened it. Jasmine couldn't figure out what was going on.

Marjorie worked the belt loose and then unfastened the button on his pants. Without hesitation, she pulled his zipper down. Her hands pulled his pants and underwear down to his thighs.

Jasmine's mouth flew open again. She watched in horror as Chase's dick hardened in front of her. It was bigger than Steve's. It continued to stiffen.

"Look at my mom, Chase. Let her feel your eyes on her." Marjorie looked at Steve and then over to her mom. "Don't be that way, mom. You've seen dicks before. This one is just better than most."

Jasmine's eyes locked on Chase's dick. When she looked at his face, his eyes burned into hers. She blushed bright red.

"Is she a MILF, Chase? Let me help you."

Jasmine watched in fascination as her daughter's right hand curled around Chase's hard dick and pumped him.

She looked over at her mom, who now steadied herself by putting her right hand on the counter.

"Mom, are you telling me that this cock doesn't do something for you? You can't imagine sitting on it and putting it in? How long has it been for you?"

Jasmine stammered. She was accustomed to her daughter's brashness. How had she gone from crying at the counter to staring at her daughter holding Chase's hard dick in her hand? She felt a little light-headed from the mix of taboo sights and feelings in her body.

"Yes or no, mom? Time's wasting." Jasmine's voice sounded commanding.

Jasmine looked at Chase's cock. "I can't do it, Marjorie."

Marjorie pumped Chase's dick hard for a few seconds. "Chase, go over and touch my mom. Unless she tells you explicitly no, I need you to fuck her and remind her of who she is. Can you do that?"

Chase nodded enthusiastically. Whatever reservations he had a few minutes ago were gone. He was a young man with a hard dick, looking at a beautiful MILF who needed a good fucking.

As Chase walked over to Jasmine, she held up her hand as if to stop him. Chase took her right hand and moved it down as she pushed up against Jasmine. His dick moved up the fabric of her shorts as he pulled her close.

Chase reached for Jasmine's neck and pulled her face to his. Jasmine's mouth opened, and she accepted his tongue into her mouth. Chase moved his right hand behind Jasmine and ran his hand along her ass as his tongue worked into her mouth.

Marjorie watched as her mom's body melded to her boyfriend.

Chase let go of Jasmine's ass. He grabbed her hand and guided it between their bodies and onto his dick.

Jasmine sighed deeply as her fingers closed around it. She didn't dare look at her daughter. It wasn't embarrassment. It was that she didn't want to break the spell. She was letting Chase take advantage of her. While she couldn't say it out loud, she wanted to fuck him whether Marjorie was in the room or not.

"Mom, be warned. He knows what he likes and is quite good at it."

While Jasmine didn't look toward her daughter, she nodded her head.

As Jasmine's hand explored Chase's thick dick, Chase unbuttoned her blouse and pulled it open. Jasmine's bra was a basic white one but held up her large breasts perfectly. Luckily, it was a front-clasp bra. Chase opened it carefully and let Jasmine's breasts hang freely. His palms moved to both nipples and rubbed them.

"Ohhh. Nice," Jasmine moaned. Chase's hands explored Jasmine's breasts for at least a minute. He leaned in to kiss her again.

Marjorie noted that her mom's hand was working harder on Chase's cock and that her hips were slowly gyrating.

Chase took a step back. Jasmine's hand fell away from his cock. She looked slightly up at his face. He was admiring her tits. His hands reached for her pants and unfastened them. He slid her shorts down to her ankles and then returned to pull her black satin panties down to the floor as well.

"Kick them off," Chase instructed Jasmine. She did so. Jasmine stood in front of Chase's hard dick, wearing an open blouse and unfastened bra.

"You're sexy as hell, Jasmine." Chase almost whispered.

While Marjorie was accustomed to their sexual roleplay, her mom was not. They were used to taking turns dominating and directing. She had a feeling Chase wouldn't miss the opportunity. He mentioned his fantasy of fucking an older woman.

Chase put a hand on each side of Jasmine's face as he leaned in to kiss her. He then put one hand behind her head and pushed down.

Jasmine's eyes opened fully, not entirely understanding. Chase pushed again, this time looking down at his erect dick between them.

Jasmine hesitated. It suddenly occurred to her that he insisted she kneel before him. She let Chase push her toward the floor. Chase moved her head closer to his dick. He continued to push as the tip made contact with Jasmine's lips.

Marjorie held her breath, waiting to see whether she would put her boyfriend's dick in her mouth.

Jasmine's lips parted, and her jaw loosened as she opened her mouth to let Chase put the head inside her mouth. A jolt of excitement shot through Marjorie's body as she watched her mom's eyes look up at Chase as his dick continued to go into her mouth. Marjorie sometimes wondered whether her mom liked blowjobs as much as she did.

Chase lightly thrust his hips, using three inches of his dick to slowly fuck Jasmine's mouth. After several thrusts, he held her head and pushed five inches inside. Jasmine's eyes widened in surprise.

Whether by instinct or design, Jasmine's right hand came up and circled Chase's dick. That would prevent him from choking her with it and give her control. As if she'd given Chase a thousand blowjobs, her hand began to jerk him as he lightly thrust into her mouth. Chase groaned a little. No doubt, the taboo fantasy of fucking an older woman who just happened to be his girlfriend's mom played in his head.

Jasmine bobbed her head and jerked Chase's dick. Marjorie saw the change in tempo and enthusiasm when it happened. Her mom went from allowing a dick into her mouth to actively sucking it.

Marjorie watched Chase fuck her mom's mouth for at least three minutes. She also noted that Chase's legs were moving a little more unevenly. That meant he was in danger of cumming in Jasmine's mouth.

Marjorie tingled at the idea of watching her boyfriend choke her mom with his cum. But she also hoped he would hold out for something else. Whatever he decided, Marjorie was up for it.

Chase rocked his hips faster. Jasmine's other hand moved to his dick. She used both to squeeze, circle, and jerk him as her mouth hungrily swallowed the length of his dick. It was obvious she wanted him to cum in her mouth.

Marjorie felt herself get very wet. She wanted to fuck Chase or let him fuck her. But it was her mom's day and her lesson.

Just a moment before he reached the point of no return, Chase groaned and pulled his dick out of Jasmine's mouth. Jasmine tried to pull him back to her mouth as her hands continued to jack him off. She looked at him, almost begging with her eyes.

Marjorie spoke. Her voice cracked. She realized she was incredibly turned on. "Fuck her hard, Chase. Let her know what's out there."

Chase stepped back further as Jasmine's hands fell away. He crouched and held Jasmine's hands, pulling her to her feet. Jasmine's eyes were a little glazed.

Chase pulled her close and kissed her as his hands pulled her blouse and bra down and off her shoulders.

He stepped back and admired her. "Wow. You are a beauty, Jasmine. Unless you stop me, I'm going to fuck you."

Jasmine nodded. She still wouldn't look at her daughter, who watched with wide, interested eyes.

Chase led Jasmine across the kitchen and into the living room. The front blinds were up. Anyone walking up could look in and see Chase fuck Jasmine if they were so inclined.

"Lay across the end of the sofa, Jasmine."

Jasmine moved to the end of the sofa and was about to turn and put her ass across it.

Chase stopped her. "No. From behind. I can do it harder."

"Oh my god. I can't believe I'm doing this," Jasmine said.

Chase pushed her forward as she turned. Jasmine's torso crossed the sofa's arm and across the first couple of cushions. Her legs splayed over the cushioned arm.

Chase stepped behind Jasmine and between her legs. It took him only a couple of motions to have his dick positioned between her exposed legs. Her pussy was on display from behind.

He put a hand on each hip and plunged in.

"Ohhhhhh!" Jasmine screamed as it went to the base.

Marjorie knew how Chase could be in that position. He used his hard dick well and didn't stop until she had an orgasm. Sometimes two.

Chase fucked her mom as Marjorie watched. The grunts coming out of her mom's throat were deep and pleading. Chase gripped her hips hard as he pistoned in and out of her. Jasmine's fingers clawed and clutched at the cushions.

Because of Chase's physique and technique, he could fuck like that for several minutes. Jasmine knew by her mom's grunts that it wouldn't take two for her.

Chase fucked her even faster. "Cum," he told her. "You know you want to. After you do, I'm going to cum inside you, and there's no stopping me."

The sound of his muscular legs slapping against Jasmine's exposed legs and ass was loud. It increased in volume as he focused on going as hard and fast as possible. This was not lovemaking. It was sex designed to cause an orgasm.

Jasmine tried to push her torso up with her arms. She couldn't coordinate herself. Marjorie knew it was a sign that her muscles were fighting against her. She'd become a body wanting an orgasm.

Seconds later, Jasmine's head snapped back, and she screamed. "Yes. I'm there!" Chase pounded her as Jasmine came. Her body went slightly rigid with each spasm. By the fourth spasm of her orgasm, she began to scream. "Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Ohhhhhh!" Chase didn't slow down. He wanted Jasmine to know what it felt like to be fucked properly.

Ten seconds later, Jasmine's head fell to the cushions. She was a puddle of sensation after the mind-blowing orgasm. She lay limp as Chase fucked her as hard as he could.

"Can I?" Chase shouted to Marjorie.

"You better!"

Chase's face contorted as he let loose inside of Jasmine. He shot spurt after spurt of cum into her limp body. He grunted hard repeatedly as each shot went into her. He continued to fuck her as the spasms overtook him. He finally slowed his pace, savoring the slippery sensation of fucking his girlfriend's mom with her watching.

Jasmine moaned as she lay motionless across the couch. Chase thrust a few more times slowly and then stepped back, slowly letting his dick pull out of Jasmine. Cum dribbled off of his dick and onto her legs as he did so. Chase patted Jasmine's lower back and ass as he moved away.

Marjorie watched her mom lying across the sofa, fucked and exhausted. She was jealous of her mom's orgasm. She smiled at Chase.

"How was it, Chase?" Marjorie laughed.

"Incredible. I would do that anytime." Chase's dick still stuck straight out in front of him.

"Now is your chance. She's not as done as she looks. Turn her over."

Chase's eyes widened. He looked back at Jasmine. He nodded.

Chase moved to the end of the couch, pulled Jasmine's body up, and tried to stand her up. She was almost limp.

"I can't," she said, her voice sounding exhausted.

"You don't have to do anything, Jasmine. This one's on me again." Chase moved her while he supported her weight. He lowered her to the carpeted floor in front of the sofa. Positioning her flat on her back, he spread her legs. Wasting no time, he moved between her legs and pushed inside of her.

Jasmine's head jerked up as the big dick went back inside of her. "Oh my god. Not again."

Chase supported his upper body with both arms as he once again immediately started thrusting hard. Jasmine's hips began to jerk to meet him. Even if she was tired, her body knew what it had been missing. And she might not have remembered what a young man might be capable of when he was turned on.

Marjorie watched as Chase fucked his mom for the second time. Jasmine's hips jerked harder, and her eyes flew open to watch the young man above her fuck her. Her arms lay at her side.

To Marjorie's surprise, her mom turned her head to look at her. She smiled and quickly moved her eyes back to Chase.

"Yes. I think I'm going to..." Her sentence remained unfinished as she came for the second time. Chase laughed and held her eyes as the orgasm caused Jasmine's arms to fly up and hold his. He continued to fuck her as her orgasm hit her. Though it wasn't half of what the first one was, Jasmine saw stars in the corner of her eyes as her pussy clenched and unclenched around Chase's dick.

To Jasmine's surprise, Chase grunted hard and started cumming inside her for the second time. He jerked himself out of her and pumped his dick with his left hand. The second shot went to Jasmine's neck. She flinched as the thick cum hit her harder than she expected. The next three of four went across her stomach. Chase reinserted himself and fucked her slowly. His smile became broader as the orgasm waned.