The Stone of Idris

"Open up, Professor," Jasmine demanded. "You eat pussy extremely well. How good are you at sucking cock?"

Eagerly, I opened my mouth and let part of the stupendous length of Jasmine's anaconda into my mouth. Jasmine's was the only cock other than mine I'd ever held, let alone sucked, so I had no experience in pleasing one. I have a penis, though. So I did to Jasmine's cock what I liked being done to mine.

I grabbed the base of Jasmine's shaft with my right hand. As I lowered my head, I stroked upwards. As I bobbed back up, I pulled down. I made sure my lips were over my teeth the whole time and that my tongue was spread across as much of her cock's circumference as it could.

Every second or third time I backed up to the head, I would swirl my tongue around the glans or lap at the eye to gather up the precum. She tasted delicious on my tongue.

I guessed that I was taking less than half of Jasmine's 11 inches in my mouth. I wanted more.

'Some help,' I thought at the stone in my pants pocket on the floor.

I was swept away in a rapture as the choral chorus swelled around me. I became an outsider in my own body and watched myself in awe as my throat relaxed. I swallowed quickly and often, then began to feed more and more of Jasmine's colossal disco stick into my mouth.

It flowed past my gag reflex without even a hitch and then slid down my throat. I had my lips against Jasmine's pubic bone with her shaved balls on my chin.

"Fuck me, Professor," Jasmine groaned. "Awesome job! No one has ever taken me the whole way on the first try before."

The mouth on my cock was removed, "Let me see," Tina demanded.

"Fuck, that is so hot!" Katey moaned as she lowered her penis fly trap onto my rigid todger.

"Yes, it is," Tina said, filled with want and lust. "I want a cock to have that done too." She added.

"Do you think you handle me fucking your mouth, Prof?" Jasmine asked.

It's rude to talk with your mouthful, so I gave her a thumbs up.

Katey began to ride me as Jasmine thrust gently into my mouth. She was going slowly and carefully to give me a chance to get used to it, but with the stone's chorus echoing through my brain, I wanted even more.

I grabbed her ass with my hands, swung my feet off the sofa dislodging Katey, and turned my full attention to Jasmine's superb joystick. Pushing and pulling on her buns, I demanded Jasmine fuck my mouth with more vigour.

She needed little encouragement.

Keeping my chin high, I bent forward to provide Jasmine with a virtually straight passage across my tongue and down my throat.

Jasmine grabbed me under the chin and by the back of the head. She pounded into my willing mouth, pulling further and further back until all but the tip was out of my mouth.

I sucked her for all I was worth. I was a vessel, a receptacle. I was a willing slut with a desperate need to be throat fucked until my lover filled me with her cum.

I was no longer the dominant male with a subjugated sexual partner. I was the submissive slut that needed his dose of shemale cum.

I moved my hand from Jasmine's buns to finger her ass. As my finger found her rosebud, Jasmine groaned loudly.

"I don't want to cum in his mouth," she said. "I'm going to take his anal virginity. Bend him over the couch and get him ready for me."

This was the moment I had fantasised about, this was the moment I feared, and this was the moment I had dreaded. A cock in my ass? Ouch. One as big as Jasmine's? Double, no, triple, ouch!

'I'm going to need some more help,' I thought desperately at the stone.

I felt my every muscle in my body relax as the stone's irresistible song flowed over me. Luckily, in anticipation of taking Jasmine's enormous length today, I had bought an enema kit and had cleaned my ass out.

If I hadn't, my sphincter was so loose I would probably have shat on the floor.

Katey and Tina encouraged me onto my knees on the floor with my chest on the couch's cushions. Tina slid on her back between my knees and took my dick in her mouth. Katey began to tongue my rosebud.

Slipping a finger inside my ass, Katey slowly stretched my ring to take Jasmine's giant joystick. Working swiftly, given that I was so relaxed and that my ass had readily accepted her first digit, Katey worked a second, then a third finger into my ass.

"He's ready for you," Katey informed Jasmine.

Katey took Jasmine's huge Johnson in her hand and guided her to my back door fuck canal's entrance.

'Please help,' I pleaded of the stone.

Instead of pain, I felt an exquisite feeling of completion as Jasmine's dick slid into my ass. As about half of her length entered me, the head of her fire hose scraped across my prostate.

"Oh fuck!" I groaned, then moaned in blissful desire, "Yes, baby, right there."

Jasmine pushed further into me. The shaft of her enormous todger was scraping across my prostate as she slid further in. It was deliciously rubbing against my male equivalent of a G-spot.

Pouring precum, I moaned gutturally, "Fuck me, Mistress Jasmine. Make me your bitch, your anal fuck toy."

Katey had lain on the floor and then buried her head into Tina's punani.

I couldn't believe my luck. 49-years-old, with a beautiful ladyboy's 21-year-old dick buried nuts deep in my ass, another 21-year-old female student's mouth wrapped around my todger, and a 40-year-old cohort's tongue delved deep into that woman's snatch. Does life get better than this?

With a strangled groan, Jasmine came in my ass. The feeling of her semen splashing over my prostate, my P-spot, sent me rocketing off the cliff into my orgasm. Spasming and grunting, I shot into Tina's sucking and swirling mouth.

My cumming into her mouth sent Tina over the edge. Groaning, she came on Katey's tongue.

Katey had three fingers delved into her honey pot, but she didn't seem to be able to quite get over the edge into a satisfying blow. She had had several minor orgasms but hadn't had that one explosive one to satisfy her needs.

Wanting to reassert my masculinity, I rolled Katey over and then spread her thighs. Even though I had cum twice already, my need was urgent. The stone's song urged me on to even greater heights of sensual pleasure. I didn't even give Katey a chance to get used to me as I immediately began to pound my whole length into her.

Now I was in the role I knew and loved so much. I was the strength, the man. I was dominant, and Katey was my willing submissive.

I fucked her mercilessly. Groaning, moaning, and keening Katey erupted into orgasm after orgasm.

I told the stone, "She wants to be fucked until she has to beg me to stop."

For 45 minutes, I fucked Katey as she careered from orgasm to orgasm. From major explosions to minor pops, Katey came over and over again. She finally begged, "You have to cum in me and finish, John. I can't cum even one more time."

At last count, she had cum 14 times. That was 10 minutes ago.

Releasing the restraints I had wrapped so tightly around my desires and roaring loud enough to scare dogs three blocks over, I came into Katey's tightly gripping beaver. Grunting and groaning, I spurted into her again and again.

Exhausted, I rolled off Katey onto my back on the floor. I was just in time to see Jasmine pull all 11 inches out of Tina's ass. Tina spun around quickly. Jasmine slapped Tina's face with her luxurious penis before cumming all over Tina's pretty face and glasses.

Tina swirled her tongue around her lips to gather up and swallow all she could reach.

Katey rolled onto her side and cuddled into my chest.

"You're a switch, John?" She asked. "Dominant with women, submissive with shemales?"

"I don't know," I answered honestly. "Jasmine is the first ladyboy I've ever been with. Up to just now, even with Jasmine, I've been the fucker, not the fuckee, so to speak."

"You can have my ass anytime you want, Professor," Jasmine told me. "As long as I can have yours occasionally, too. You're a natural cocksucker, and you love having your ass filled, so we can swap roles depending on how we feel."

"That would be the definition of a 'switch', Jasmine," I pointed out.

"Smartass," she grinned at me.

Jasmine lay down on the opposite side to Katey, and we exchanged kisses. A hand cupped my balls, and a mouth began to lick and suck and nibble around my groin area, cleaning my and Katey's secretions up.

The mouth's owner was soon satisfied I was clean and took my shaft into her mouth. Pulling gently down on my balls, the mouth's tongue lapped at the swelling purple head of my cock.

It has to be Tina, I realised. Katey was on her side, playing with her nipples as she avidly watched Jasmine and me kissing. The thought of Tina's cum covered face on my dick was an exquisite one, and I was soon harder than the writings of Descartes were to understand.

Tina pushed my legs apart and back so she could suck Jasmine's cum out of my ass.

Tina was hoping we'd double penetrate her today, Prof," Jasmine informed me as Tina was felching me. "Would you like her ass or pussy?"

I'd already cum in Tina's tight pussy, cumming in her ass sounded delightful.

"You take her punani, and I'll take her patootie," I joked.

"More freshman jokes, Professor?" Jasmine shook her head. "Are you 49 or 19?"

"All men are late teenaged boys in their hearts, Jasmine," I told her. "Just sometimes we have to pretend we're grown up."

"Well, I like my men to be men. Why do you think we chose you?" Jasmine said.

"Once I described you to Jasmine, we both wanted you, prof," Tina chimed in. "The boys at college are just that, boys. We wanted a real man,"

"What you want is cock in you, my little slut," I growled at Tina.

"What are you waiting for then, Professor?" Tina challenged.

At 49 I wasn't in the shape I was in when I was in university and playing tight end for the college's senior team, but I'm still a big strong guy.

I put my hands around Tina's ribcage and picked her up. Supporting her weight easily, I flipped her over and pulled her ass back onto my rigidly stiff tool.

Having just had Jasmine's 11-inch monster in there meant my 8 inches slid home with only a tiny twitch from Tina as the head of my cock was forced through her knot.

"On your back," I snarled at Jasmine. "You want to be dominated? You want to be owned? Then you are mine to use as I see fit. Hold your dick upright so I can lower this fuck doll onto it."

With undeniable lust in her eyes, Jasmine was quick to comply. All 11 inches were soon pointing at the ceiling. Her huge boobs sat proudly on her chest. You could see the small scars from the augmentation surgery from this angle but in no way did they detracted from her beauty.

Holding Tina tightly against my abdomen, and with my cock firmly lodged in her ass, I bent my knees and slowly lowered Tina onto Jasmine's colossal tool.

Jasmine took Tina's hips in her hands and guided her down. With a loud grunt from Tina, her knees hit the ground, and her perineum came to rest on Jasmine's pelvis.

"Fuck, that was awesome, John," Katey moaned. "So strong, so dominant. I hope you toss me around like that one day."

Tina sagged onto Jasmine, their breasts crushed together and they started to kiss.

"Growling at Jasmine, I demanded, "You are not to cum until I say you can, Miss Jasmine, do you hear me?"

"Yes, Professor," Jasmine huskily replied.

"Present your cunt to Tina over Jasmine's head," I barked at Katey. "Make your ass and kitty available for those two to put their tongue in.

I'd better hear you two making Miss Katey cum at least once before I've finished," I demanded of the Tina and Jasmine.

Katey sat behind Jasmine's head with her feet on the ground. Leaning back, she rested on her hands and pushed her hips up and forward. Her groin area was now perfectly positioned between Tina's and Jasmine's mouths. The younger two girls got their tongues to work immediately.

"As I push into Tina's ass, you push into her cunt," I instructed Jasmine. "Remember, my dirty little ho, if you cum before Tina, or before I say you can, I will strap your ass raw."

Katey, Tina and Jasmine all gave drawn-out carnal moans at my demanding, forceful voice.

"Yes, Professor," Jasmine purred.

It didn't take long for Jasmine and me to establish a rhythm. Very quickly, we were viciously hammering Tina between us. Whenever we thrust into Tina, my big meaty balls would slap against Jasmine's tight small ones.

It was Tina's turn to rocket from orgasmically blissful event to lustful sexual explosion. She was so loud I was half expecting the neighbours to knock on the door to shut her up.

Sometime later, Tina was begging for us to cum in her as she could take no more.

Jasmine's eyes were squeezed tightly shut, and I could tell she was only holding on to not cumming by the barest of margins. Katey had collapsed off of the two girls and was lying, exhausted, watching me and Jasmine pound Tina between us.

"You may cum, my sweet little tranny cocksucker," I told Jasmine.

With an expansive groan, Jasmine released what little control she had left and began cumming inside of Tina's rubbed raw quim.

As Jasmine pumped semen into Tina, I could feel her shaft pulsing through the thin membrane between our two dicks. It proved my undoing. Roaring in lust filled delight, I spat load after load into Tina's tightly gripping ass.

I pulled out of her and then stood up. I was still rock hard, my cock's head throbbing and twitching. The stone's magic was still raging through me, and I wanted more. Realising this probably wasn't healthy and that the girls were definitely 'fucked out', I thought at the stone, 'Enough.'

The song surged one last time, and I came over the three of them. Pulling my shaft and grunting throatily, I covered all three faces with a solid coating of semen.

I sank slowly down onto the couch.

Jasmine and Katey crawled over and dragged themselves up onto the couch beside me. Tina knelt between my legs before kissing the tip of my cock. Katey and Jasmine put their heads on my shoulder, and Tina leant hers on my thigh.

"Fuck me, you were awesome, Professor. I hope you'll come and play with us more often now," Jasmine told me.

"Yes, please, Prof," Tina chimed in.

"You're such a man, John," Katey said.

I've had that said to me by many a woman. I have no idea what it means. I think it must be a compliment, though.

Tina turned her head to look at the wall clock, "Oops, 6.00 pm. Mum will be wondering where I am," she said, getting up to put her clothes back on.

"I'd like your panties as a souvenir, please, Tina," I said. "Yours too, Katey. Jasmine, it would be nice to add an untorn pair to the ones I took off you Thursday."

The three handed me their delicates. Donning my clothes, I slipped them into my pocket.

"See you in class on Tuesday, prof," Tina called over her shoulder as they left.

"I suppose you want to drive so I can suck you off?" She asked Jasmine.

"I don't think I could nut one more time if my life depended on it," Jasmine replied. "I'm going to have a nap as you drive me home."

"Lazy bitch," Tina called her facetiously.

Katey was still slumped on the couch. Semen was leaking copiously out of both of her love holes.

"You right there, Miss Katey?" I asked.

"Exhausted, John. You almost fucked me to death," she grinned. "Well, you three almost did. You look like you could go another round or two, though," she added wonderingly.

To my surprise, she was right. I felt like I used to when I was in my early 20s. Play football all day, screw all night, repeat. Fit a little bit of classwork and study in between as needed.

My donger was beginning to show signs of life again as I studied Katey's lithe form. Toned and leanly muscled, Katey had a pro athlete's physique. She was a pro athlete, having played two seasons in the WNBA before being cut from the roster.

Adding a large and firm pair of shapely knockers to the lithe frame made Katey an absolute stand out.

'A man could do a lot worse in a wife,' I thought briefly.

In my deepest heart, I wanted Beatrice, though. I still wanted children and Katey was probably too old. With some IVF help, we may have been able to have one or two, but I had always secretly wanted a brood. Five or six, or even seven or eight.

I'd given up on that dream, but these last few weeks had given me a new lease on life. I wondered if the stone had any control of such things as human emotion. It was obviously able to manipulate lust and libido. Lowering inhibitions and encouraging licentious behaviour seemed easy for it.

But could it make someone love you? Did I want to do that to Beatrice? Did I want to force her to love a man almost twice her age? Doom her to look after me as I reached my dotage?

I didn't think I could.

Katey looked at my semi-rigid dong, pushing my trousers' front out. "I can't possibly go again today, John, but I could give you a hand job if that would help?"

"Nah, Miss Katey," I told her. "I'm just a horny old bastard. I'll be right."

"Not that old, John," she informed me. "I thought you were almost 50, but you look like you could be in your mid-30s. Fucking us seems to be good for you," she joked.

I excused myself for the bathroom. I didn't need to go. I just wanted to examine myself in a mirror. Turning on the bathroom light, I looked at my reflection. Katey was right. I certainly looked and felt a lot younger than my 49 years.

'It must be some side effect of the stone's magic,' I thought.

Giving Katey a quick kiss, I jumped into my BMW and drove home.

Janela had set the table for two, lit candles and all.

"About time, Mr Muzz," she told me, ushering me to the table.

Beatrice was sitting expectantly on the other chair across from me.

"What's going on here, Janny?" I asked, not reading the signals.

Beatrice blushed and looked crestfallen, "Mammy wouldn't take no for an answer, Mr Muzz. I told her you don't look at me that way and that you were too old for me, but you know what she's like when she's got a bee in her bonnet." She covered.

Janny poured me a glass of wine and placed it in front of me. She brought two plates over and served Bea and me.

"I'll leave you two lovebirds to chat," she said. "I'm knocking off for the night, Mr Muzz. Beatrice can get you anything you need."

I waited until Janny had closed the door to her rooms. Getting up, I blew out the candles and then turned the lights on. Pouring the wine into the sink, I grabbed a beer. Pulling the table cloth off, I put two placemats down.

"That's better," I said to Bea. "Now, we can just chat as usual."

"Thanks, Mr Muzz," Beatrice said, blushing again. "I don't know what's come over that silly old woman."

I like Beatrice a lot. She's clever, witty, and quick-witted. She may not understand American humour, but she loves a joke and a quick quip. Even some of the ruder gags I made just had her laughing gustily.

'Shame I didn't meet her until too late,' I thought.

We chatted and laughed our way through dinner. Chatting some more, I helped Bea clean up.

"That was an enjoyable night, Mr Muzz," she told me, touching my forearm lightly. "I'm so glad you kept Janny on even though she can't really do the job anymore. You're a good guy."

"Janela is as close to family as I have," I said. "What was I going to do? Send her back to the Philippines just because she got old? I couldn't do that.

Besides, if I had, I wouldn't have met you, now would I?" I added lamely.

Beatrice laughed and cupped my cheek in her palm, "As I said, you're a good guy, Mr Muzz. Thank you for making tonight less awkward and more bearable."

She gave me a soft kiss on my surprised lips.

"See you after church tomorrow, Mr Muzz," Bea said as she walked over to the rooms she shared with Janny.