The Invitation (Pt. 3A)

"Jessica invited him to her senior prom."

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“What the hell is going on here?” Jessica shouted as she burst into the room. I quickly pulled out of Jenna’s ass, my cock still hard and throbbing. Jenna sat up, trying to cover herself with the sheets.

“Jess, I…I can explain,” Jenna stammered, her face red with shame.

“Explain what? That you’re fucking your son’s best friend?” Jessica yelled, her eyes filled with tears. “How could you, Mom? How could you do this to Liam and me?”

I stayed silent, not knowing what to say. This was not how I imagined our affair would end. Jenna reached for her robe and put it on before standing up to face her daughter.

“Jess, please listen to me,” she pleaded, stepping towards her. “It just happened. One day your father was out of town, and Mark came over. We started talking, and one thing led to another.”

“You’ve been fucking him for weeks, haven’t you?” Jessica accused, her voice shaking. “How long has this been going on?”

Jenna looked at me, unsure of what to say. I decided to speak up. “It’s not like that, Jess. Your mom and I… we didn’t mean for this to happen. It just did.”

“You didn’t mean for it to happen?” she scoffed. “You’re my best friend, Mark. How could you do this to me? To Liam?”

I sighed, running a hand through my hair. “I know I fucked up, Jess. I never meant to hurt you or Liam. Your mom and I, we just…we connected.”

“Connected?” she repeated, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “Is that what you call it now? Fucking my mom is connecting?”

Jenna stepped forward, placing a hand on her daughter’s arm. “Jess, please. This isn’t Mark’s fault. It’s mine. I’m the one who pursued him.”

“You pursued him?” Jessica asked, her eyes wide. “So it’s your fault then?”

“No, Jess. It’s not like that,” I said, cutting in. “Your mom and I, we both wanted this. We both gave in to our desires.”

“Desires?” she scoffed. “You desired to fuck my mom? Are you kidding me?”

I stayed silent, not knowing what to say. Jenna tried to comfort her daughter, but she pulled away.

“Don’t touch me,” Jessica said, her voice cold. “I can’t believe this. I can’t believe you two could do this to me and Liam.”

“Jess, please,” Jenna begged. “Let’s talk about this. We can work through this together.”

“There’s nothing to work through,” Jessica said, shaking her head. “I’m done with both of you. You’re dead to me.”

With that, she turned and left the room, slamming the door behind her. Jenna collapsed on the bed, tears streaming down her face. I sat down next to her, unsure of what to do.

“Fuck,” I muttered, running a hand through my hair. “I never meant for this to happen.”

Jenna looked at me, her eyes filled with tears. “I know. I never meant for it to happen either. But it did. And now look what’s happened.”

I sighed, putting an arm around her shoulders. “We’ll figure something out, Jenna. We’ll make this right.”

She nodded, leaning into me. “I hope so, Mark. I really do.”

We sat there for a while, holding each other as the reality of the situation set in. Our affair had been exposed, and now we had to deal with the consequences. I just hoped that whatever happened next wouldn’t destroy my friendship with Liam and his sister.

– – – – –

I kissed Jenna one last time, got dressed, and left. I had just started the car when Jessica approached the passenger side window. “We need to talk.”

“Jessica, I didn’t mean for you to see that…”

She put her hand up. “I don’t care about that anymore,” she interrupted.

“Ok. What did you want to talk about?”

“I want in.”

“In what?”

“I saw your dick. I want you to fuck me.”

“Jess, you know I can’t do that.”

“But you can fuck your best friend’s mom?”

“You’re like a little sister to me, Jess.”

“So, you just fuck your mom?”

She had me there. Jessica was too smart for herself. But one thing I know for sure there was no way I was going to fuck Jenna and Jessica together. Jenna would cut my dick off if she knew I was fucking her daughter as well. I needed to think this over.

“Let me sleep on it and get back to you.”

“Don’t take too long. Or I’ll tell my brother and my dad.”

I thought about it. Jessica was 18 and about to go to college soon. Just one night won’t hurt. I’ll just fuck her once to keep her mouth shut and call it done and go back to fucking Jenna.

A few days later, I texted Jess to meet me at my place. She came over, went to the bedroom, and we started making out. She was standing in front of the bed when I walked in and closed the door behind me. As she stepped close to me, she bit her lip, staring at me. She leaned in and wrapped her arms around my neck.

I was hesitant at first but leaned in to kiss her. Her lips were soft and tasted like bubblegum from her chapstick. We kissed a few times gently before opening our mouths to let our tongues dance together. As soon as our tongues touched, we embraced each other deeper. My hands found the bottom of her t-shirt, and I raised it. Finding that she wasn’t wearing a bra, just a pair of jean shorts.

She raised her arms, and I lifted her shirt over her head. Her firm tits were just as perfect as I could imagine. Her nipples were no bigger than a quarter size and perfectly shaped. They stayed exactly where they were, as she was so firm. She returned the favor and lifted my shirt. I raised my arms, and she slid the shirt over my head. She let her hands trace down my chest and my abs as she lowered her arms. I gently flexed each muscle group as she touched them. She pulled me closer to her, and I felt her warm breasts against me.

She slid her hands down my back to the waistband of my shorts and began to slide them down. They hit the floor with ease. My boxer shorts were restraining my erection. She looked down to see the bulge and smiled before grabbing my length with her hand and gently stroking over my underwear. I took a deep breath in. She looked into my eyes and bit her lip as she continued.

I followed suit, slid my hand down her back, and pulled her shorts down. She wasn’t wearing underwear either. I ran my fingers over her smooth buttcheeks; her skin was soft, and with my other hand along the length of her slit, she was already soaked. She gasped as this was the first time she had been touched.

I walked her back to the bed and laid her down. I parted her legs, stood back, and admired her tiny, firm body. Her mound was completely smooth, and she had the most perfect pink pussy. It’s just a slight outie. I slid my fingers along her slit again, and she was soaked. I bent over, kissed and licked her navel, and ran my tongue along her slit. She moaned in response to her first sexual activity. I gently parted her lips and eased my tongue inside her. She arched her back and took a deep breath and gasped as I slid a finger inside her.

I was as gentle as I could be as I slowly moved it in and out of her. I let her get used to the sensation before picking up the pace. She was moaning more and more now. I got faster as I got turned on more and more from her moaning. I pulled my fingers out and twirled my tongue around her now-swollen clit, sucking the nub.

The faster I flicked my tongue, the more she moaned, and the more she moaned, the faster I went. I knew she was getting close. I pulled back and licked her pussy up with my tongue flat, licking her labia back up to her clit and flicking it back and forth over the nub. She about screamed at the sensation. It was only a few seconds before I heard her have her first orgasm. She came all over my tongue. I swallowed what I could, and she tasted sweet.

I was as hard as a rock from this. I aimed it at her entrance and was about to push in when she placed her hand on my stomach and said, “Be gentle. It’s my first time.”

“Jess, are you a virgin?”

“I’ve sucked boys dicks at school, but I don’t let them fuck me. I’m saving myself for someone special.”

“Am I that… someone special?”

She didn’t say a word, bit her lip, and nodded.

“I can’t take your virginity, Jess.”

“Why not? I’m 18.”

“Alright, if we’re going to do this, it can’t be today and not here. Let me take you out on a date and make it real special for you.”

“Be my date for prom.”

“Perfect!” I said as I turned to walk away.

She grabbed my arm and said, “Wait, I’m going to take care of you.”

“It’s ok. You don’t have to.”

“But I want to. Let me or I’m telling.”

I walked back to her with my cock fully erect. She took my cock into her soft hands and gently stroked. She looked up at me as she sat on the edge of the bed and stroked my cock. She looked back down, moved her head closer, and licked my head. She licked again before putting the whole head in her mouth. Each time she sucked a little more in her mouth, taking all but about the last half inch. She slowly became more comfortable with a dick in her mouth as she put a hand up to stroke me as well. Like her mom, she was amazing at her oral game. She looked back up with her sexy brown eyes.

That look was all it took as I released my cum. This took her by surprise, and she jerked my cock out of her mouth. The second rope hit her mouth and chin.

“Keep going,” I said, desperately needing the full release.

She kept stroking, and I kept cumming, and she had come on her face, neck, and tits, and the last drops fell to her legs. We looked at each other and laughed.

She went to the bathroom and grabbed a towel to clean up. She came back in as I was getting dressed. Still nude, she walked over to me, wrapped her arms around my neck, and kissed me. Our tongues danced again. I could taste my cum in her mouth.

“Thank you, Mark. I’ve been wanting that for so long,” she smiled at me.

“You’re welcome, Jess. Me too.”

She got dressed and left.

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