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My Cosplayer Girlfriend Likes To Watch Chapter 4
🕑 Added 2021-07-07 13:20:05 +0000 UTCYour relationship with your girlfriend Janine was stronger than ever.
You had almost feared to find her regretting the crazy events that had happened in the hotel, almost feared that she’d wake up and realize that she had made a mistake, and that she would decide she no longer wanted anything to do with you ever again.
A week after the events, however, Janine had seemed to not only not regret what had happened, but somehow she had been happier than ever. The very idea of your girlfriend in another man’s clutches made you physically sick, and you sometimes feared that she could consider swinging, but…
“No, never,” she said, looking queasy. “The thought, ugh, it just makes me sick. I could never!”
And that had been that.
“There’s an event coming up,” she said, as she set about washing the dishes. “I got called up to be eyecandy,” she said.
You finished scrubbing the kitchen counter’s surface and nodded, then joining her by drying and putting away the dishes as she was finished with them.
“I’d really like it if you could come with me.”
Your job didn’t always line up with hers, but most of the time, you worked from home since the grand majority of your job was done from a portable computer in the first place. Very rarely would you need to come in, and you could probably swing three or four days.
“It’s two days of convention, plus I gotta get there the day before,” she said.
Part of you wondered, and it must’ve shown in your face, because she chuckled. “’Manda is in Canada visiting family,” she said. “Already looking forward to the next time she’s got a free minute?”
You enveloped her with your greater stature and width, and her face turned red.
As she continued shakily washing the dishes, your hands snaked under her armpits and you began massaging her rather sizable assets.
“N-Not now, I’m doing the dishes!”
And you were about to do her, in turn. Your pants felt tight, and you unzipped yourself, lifting her skirt.
As expected, the little minx wore no underwear. Of course she’d been expecting it. She even spread her legs a little and leaned forward, sticking her butt back, even as she pretended that she totally didn’t want it right then and there.
Your fingers came in first, and her entrance was wet and ready to receive.
What a wonderfully slutty girlfriend you have…
Your penis agreed, as it quickly raised in salute to its favorite haunt. Without really thinking about it, you lined yourself up and plunged right in. She moaned in contentment, and you shivered inside her as her perfectly shaped pussy welcomed you.
It truly was a miracle of compatibility, you mused. Even if you could not fit, not truly, completely inside her, the pleasure that her vagina gave you was greater than any other.
“Hiiii, you’re as big as eveeer,” she hissed and moaned and panted. And then you held her hips and began to fuck her in earnest, her tight canal spreading wide open to let you in, yet tightening up and almost forcibly trying to keep you within when you pulled out.
A slutty pussy, hungry for your cock, desperate for your semen, this was the highest grade pussy that you’d ever felt, and it could drive you crazy so very easily, that you weren’t even sure if you even wanted to have another woman.
Your guilt disappeared. “I love youuu,” Janine moaned, ecstasy written all over her face. “You fuck me so good, you- you- I love you! Fuck me, rearrange me inside, please, fuck me harder!”
Never having been able to deny her, you did as she wished, and you could almost hear the rattling of the dishes left on the countertop next to the sink, as she grabbed onto it for support while you took her to pound town, your hips violently meeting hers.
The mating dance was fast and frenetic, yet careful and loving – you pushed into her hard and fast, but you also made absolutely certain that you would not hit her so hard as to hurt her, as to hit her against the countertop.
It was perhaps this consideration of yours that had her turning her face towards you, eyes full of love. “Kiss me,” she begged, “please… I’m about to cum, I- I need, I need it! Kiss me!”
You leaned forward and conquered her lips in a rough and hungry kiss, neither of you playing around nor teasing, both heading straight for that connection, that dance of tongues, that simultaneous sharing of pleasure, in her a gesture of submission, and in yours, one of acceptance and dominance.
It was then that she let herself go and let her body have what it wanted, and in turn, you gave her everything you had, going as deep as you could go in her, without hurting her, and releasing your tensed muscles.
She hissed and you groaned, and both of you continued sharing in your kiss, lost in your little world as you unloaded the contents of your balls on her tiny, tight and so impossibly warm and hot pussy, as it milked you out of everything it could.
“Yoooo, Jan, are you in here!”
And then you realized you were caught in the moment, and in your panic, you turned around and accidentally pulled out of Janine, distantly hearing her mewl of disappointment.
The last spurt shot out of your cock then, just as strong and forceful as the first.
The dick milk flew true, following the arc and trajectory that your motion and your dick’s natural curve gave it. Your small kitchen had two doors, and you had turned to the one that was opened, where a tall and chesty blonde wearing a crop top, a skirt and ripped stockings, hair set up in messy twin tails, had wandered in.
She was now standing shocked, her face covered in your thick white semen, rooted to the spot.
And then Janine giggled. “Oh… I never told you… this is my cousin, Elizabeth,” she said, shivering a little. “She’s coming with us to the event~!”
“Jan what the hell!” the blonde said, her hand lifting up and touching at her cum coated face.
Feeling guilty and somewhat still in shock, you scrambled to get her a tissue.
“Hey Lizzie~!” Janine was more than a bit fuck drunk, basking in the afterglow of a fuck well done. “Sorry ‘bout the mess, this is my boyfriend, I think I told you about him?”
Elizabeth’s eyes looked down to Janine’s thoroughly well fucked pussy, as it leaked cum, leaving white trails running down her thighs and legs.
“Jeez, you said he came buckets, I didn’t think you were being literal!” she said, as you offered her a few napkins. “Hey, are you gonna cover yourself up or you just let it hang in here?” she asked, looking down at your… still quite hard penis.
Janine giggled. “I don’t think he’s gonna be able to close his zipper over that!”
“You don’t say,” Elizabeth said. “If I wasn’t seeing it I’d think it’s fake,” she said, looking down at your manhood, which hadn’t even flagged one bit. “Shiiit, are you for real Jan? How does this thing fit inside you?”
Elizabeth’s hand, cold and somehow rough, yet soft and careful, grasped onto your length. You stopped moving, and looked her in the face.
She yelped, face red. “Sorry, sorry, it was just a reflex!” she said, taking a step back and bowing her head almost compulsively.
Janine giggled, as you looked at her. “Sorry, we used to hang out when we were kids since we were the same age, and I kinda sorta turned her into a weeb too!” she said.
Your palm met your face, then you gestured at your parts.
“Oh, right, Lizzie, there’s a condition for you to stay in our hotel room,” Janine said, as she used a napkin to wipe the thick, creamy semen that was dripping down your legs, licking her lips.
“Yeah, yeah, I’ll clear out so you guys can do the thing,” Elizabeth said, scratching the back of her neck. “I wouldn’t want to be reminded that I can’t keep a boyfriend anyway.”
“No, silly,” Janine said, waving her hand as if dismissing her concerns with it, getting close to you and grasping onto your only now starting to flag length, stroking it as she did. “I’m not going to be having sex with him at all, during the trip,” she said.
“Jan what the hell are you doing,” Elizabeth asked, blinking, her eyes tracking Janine’s hand, even as you tried to keep the pleasure Janine’s skilled hand was giving you under wraps.
“Jacking off my boyfriend, what does it look like?” Janine asked. “Come on, Lizzie, I’m sure you’ve seen this before.”
“Not in person!” Elizabeth said, her face flushed.
“Would you like to get a better look?” Janine asked. “Come on, it won’t bite~!”
The taller blonde gulped, then looked at you. You… were starting to grasp where this was going. Janine’s pussy had massively turned you on, and you couldn’t say that you… disliked where it was going. The memory of the passionate sex you had shared with Amanda sent delicious tingles of electricity all over your body, straight to your penis.
You almost jumped in Janine’s hand. “Oooh, somebody likes!” she said. “Does it turn you on baby?” she asked, leaning up on her tippy toes so she could kiss your cheek. “I’m sure it does… we’re perfect for each other after all.”
“This… this is way too weird, I-“, Elizabeth took a deep breath, through her nose, and her face turned even redder. There was still semen over her face, the stench of your sex with Janine was thick in the air…
And it seemed like she had a bit of a smell fetish, because she shivered in place, and you could physically see just how tremendously aroused she was getting. She wore no bra over her thin, small top, and her nipples poked right through it.
Janine giggled. “You never change, huh Lizzie?” she asked.
Elizabeth dropped to her knees, abruptly, as if she had suddenly lost strength.
“Come on,” Janine said, waving your cock around. She then made sure to undo the button holding your pants together and then let them drop to the floor, alongside your underwear, though she had to work your cock through the flap in the front, easier said than done with how hard you were.
Through this, Elizabeth was slowly but surely crawling forward, her knees probably not thanking her for the movement across the tiles, yet… soon enough, she was face to dick with you, so close as to almost touch your legs directly, physically having to crouch to not come into contact with your dick.
There was something deep inside you that was tremendously and primitively satisfied at the shocked, almost confused face, she made as she stared up at you from below, her eyes focused on the shaft before her.
And then she took a deep sniff, and her face almost seemed to melt into an almost picture perfect ahegao.
Janine held your dick up, making your balls stick out, and Elizabeth buried her face in them, her nose finding a good spot between your dick and balls, and her mouth opening, lips wrapping around your scrotum.
Her tongue was fast and desperate, yet skilled and agile, lapping at your semen tanks while her nose continued taking deep sniffs of your dick scent. Janine gave your dick a few more strokes, then gently let it come down on top of Elizabeth’s head, giggling as the blonde didn’t even seem to care.
Her nuzzling your crotch was bringing you a strange sort of pleasure, more along the lines of a deep satisfaction, rather than sexual fulfilment. Some part of you believed that this was how it should be, that this was simply right.
And it was almost frightening, because it gave you almost as much of a turn on as fucking Amanda had.
Janine took a few steps back, and hopped on top of the kitchen counter, laying her elbows on her legs and catching her face in her hands. “You know what I want, don’t you my love?”
You looked at her, and then at Elizabeth, who was now touching herself under her skirt.
Swallowing, you nodded. Janine wanted this. Janine had deliberately set this up. She had taunted you into having sex, knowing she’d invited her cousin over and apparently given her a key, telling her to come right in.
What a devious, perverted little mind she had. It was likely she even knew that her cousin’s smell fetish would turn her on enough that this would be the result…
How far could this woman go?
Your love for your girlfriend was reignited once more, as you were reminded of the sort of passion and dedication she put into everything she did.
And then you realized that there was simply no way that you could not respond to her desire and wish.
Your hands grabbed onto the blonde worshipping your cock, and forcibly lifted her up by the armpits.
She whined piteously as the source of the musk she was basking it was removed from her, and her tongue snaked out to lick her lips to try to get as much of your testicles’ flavor as she could. You almost felt a laugh bubble from the pit of your stomach as she looked at you, begging to be put under your balls again.
Your kitchen was small, but it had just about enough room for a small, two person table, and you maneuvered Elizabeth so she was bent over the table, flipping her skirt over and revealing her almost unfittingly childish and pure looking pink panties, soaked to the point of being ruined by the lewd pussy within.
Your hand massaged her bottom, through the panties, and you glanced at Janine, who offered you a smile before turning to her cousin.
“Lizzie, this is your last chance to back out~!” she said. “Show my overly nice lump of a boyfriend how much you want his cock inside you~!”
“Take that big fat donkey dick of yours and rearrange my insides with it!” Elizabeth called, nay, begged. “Hurry! I’m so horny I can’t stand it!”
Well, if it was going to be like that… You roughly pulled her panties down and mercilessly speared yourself deep within, to her howling pleasure.
“Yyyyeeesss,” Elizabeth moaned, “so huge and hard,” she said, turning her face towards you. “This is Jan’s cock,” she said. “This is the cock you just fucked her with isn’t it?” she then turned towards Janine. “This is your cock isn’t it?”
Janine giggled, but didn’t respond.
“Jan, Jan, Jan,” Elizabeth called, “it feels so good, your cock feels so good in me!”
You pulled yourself out, and she moaned in loss, but then she gasped, losing her breath as you went back in, and you began slowly but forcefully sawing yourself back and forth, scrapping at her vaginal walls by adjusting your angle, looking for her weak spots- and she was very weak indeed, as she seemed to be losing her mind.
“Sorry love,” she said, looking at you. “The truth is… Lizzie’s always been a bit of a freaky girl~!”
Elizabeth turned towards you. “Pleaseee, please fuck me like you fuck Jan!” she shouted. “I wanna, I wanna- I wanna get fucked like you fuck her!”
You looked at your girlfriend, who smiled and nodded.
Well then, if that’s what she wanted…
One of your hands grasped onto the back of her head, and you fully covered her. She might be taller than Janine, but you were taller and bigger still, and you easily managed to forcibly dominate her mouth as you began to fuck her in earnest, your thrusts hard, fast and potent. They truly were family, you realized, as you began to focus entirely on the similarities, and the few yet key differences, of their pussies.
Lost in pleasure, she moaned and begged and called her cousin’s name, and you found yourself lusting after this girl, who so resembled your beloved, yet wasn’t her.
Your eyes locked on Janine’s, and she mouthed an “I love you”, as she scooped some of your semen from her pussy and then popped it in her mouth, reacting as if she’d just eaten a handful of impossibly delicious cream. Her hand then went back to her pussy and she began fingering herself, and you realized – she was using enough fingers to try to match the size of your cock, and she was imitating the pace you were fucking Elizabeth with.
The sight of your girlfriend enjoying herself so much, masturbating to the sight of you fucking her cousin, taking pleasure by proxy-
It was too much. Too much to hold yourself back. Elizabeth was nearly insensate at this point, caught in an orgasm loop and just moaning gibberish and nonsense, her tongue stuck out of her face. You roughly grasped onto her hair with one hand and her hip with the other, and pounded her hard, fast and brutally, the sound of skin on skin a deafening cacophony, and the chorus of lustful voices hitting a crescendo as each of you raced towards orgasm.
It was Janine who broke first, screaming in pleasure as she arched her back and almost fell off the countertop, squirming in pleasure, her cunt gushing out a bit of fluid and some of your cum as it tried to milk a cock that was only there in her mind.
Elizabeth had been in a state of almost constant orgasm for minutes, but then a really big one blew the rest out of the water, and it was enough to finally push you over the edge, going further in than you had up until now and unleashing the contents of the balls she’d been worshipping earlier.
Your orgasm was so strong it took quite a bit out of you, and you were really glad you thought of leaving the chair close by, as you almost collapsed onto it.
The room was filled only by the sound of heavy breathing, until Janine broke the silence with a giggle. “So, Lizzie, what do you think of this little arrangement? We’ll pay for the hotel if you serve as my boyfriend’s sexual relief tool.”
Elizabeth drooled on the table. “J-Jaan…” she muttered. “I think your boyfriend broke my pussy… I can’t feel my legs…”
You placed a hand on her plentiful ass. She might not be as voluptuous as Janine, but she had her own appeal.
“Yeeesh, yes,” Elizabeth was beginning to slur her words, as apparently she was quite tired. “I’ll- I’ll be your pocket pussy, forever…”
You looked at Janine.
She was licking her lips, looking at Elizabeth’s pussy, where your cum was beginning to ooze out, thick, slightly off white as it mixed with her juices. "I could use some cream myself..." she said, taking a deep breath in through her nose as her eyes locked onto your mostly flaccid prick. “We have room for a pet, don’t we?” she asked.
“Woof,” Elizabeth commented.
You were beginning to stir again, the way these two kept going, they’d be wringing you dry before it was time for dinner…
