Before continuing the story, I want to express a little bit more about my girlfriend.
My girlfriend has a reciprocating personality, often even overly compensating. This trait is also reflected in sexual interaction. The more pleasure you provide during the foreplay, the freakier she gets during a blowjob and penetration.
I am proud of myself for being an excellent pussy eater and a fingering master. I have always been rewarded by the combination of my skills with some passionate oral and wild dick riding. She likes to take the lead because that's what she did in her previous relationships with the girls. This is unsurprising, as you can easily tell from her tomboy fashion taste and boyish demeanour even in bed.
She always gives me this cocky grin when she squeezes the last drop out of me. That's how she "wins" a sexual contest against me. And I am always happy to give her the trophy she deserves.
Despite the initial shell shock from the big cock, she started giving all she's got to please the cock in her grips. Starting from Dad's balls, she sucked them in turns and lashed out her tongue to give them some thorough massage. All the way up, she trailed along the urethra to the mushroom head and then let it lodge into her mouth. As she slurped his cock head, her hands were tugging the shaft at the same time.
Dad was completely enjoying her service. He let out throaty grunts as his fingers ran through my girlfriend's hair, guiding her to take his cock deeper. But her hands were in the way. He then grabbed her wrists and put them on the back of her head.
"Grrrg, Grrrg, Grrrg, Grrrg..." Dad soon picked up the pace and challenged the depth of her throat.
Thanks to her personality that refuses to admit defeat, especially to men, I managed to make my dick balls-deep in her throat after a few attempts. Our longest deepthoart was about 8 seconds before she gagged out. But facing Dad's bigger and thicker cock, she struggled to take in that extra 5cm, especially since her mouth was stretched out, making it even harder.
The drool started to drip from her chin, and clearly gags were building up. But her head was firmly pressed against that thick girth while her wrists were constrained. She stared up at Dad as if taunting him. This is a chicken game between them.
"You wanna play this game, hun? Hold it there, baby, yes, hmmmmmm..."
Despite her unbending attitude, her throat reflex eventually gave up. As soon as Dad felt the backing motion from her, he released the grips. As my girlfriend was coughing and gasping for breath, he tilted her head back by her hair and relentlessly slapping and rubbing his cock all over her face.
"6:0, you little slut, hmmmmmm, fuck..."
I wondered why it was not 1:0, then soon realised it was the Aussie footy.
It was a much more brutal oral than what we had. I thought my girlfriend would be upset, but I forgot it might only fuel her stubborn competitive spirit.
She tackled his leg, trying to drag him onto the sheet, but it did not move him an inch.
"What are you trying to do, sweetie?"
"Lay down! I will make you VERY REGRET!"
"Alright, as you wish."
Dad raised his hands and laid back on the pillows as my girlfriend straddled his waist, hotdogging that throbbing big cock between her pussy lips.
"No condom?"
"..."
She hesitated.
My VIP seat was at the bed tail. I could only see her back and Dad's fat balls. I wish I could see what her expression was like at the moment.
"...I am having Yasmin."
Her voice was determined.
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"I bet he had no idea what Yasmin was."
We lay in bed, and she rested her head on my arm. My hand gently rubbed her lower tummy.
She said she was feeling swell in her tummy and wanted me to give it a massage the next day after their first sex.
"I thought bareback would make him cum quicker." She was playing that innocent voice trick on me again. She pulls it off whenever she thinks she does something that might upset me.
"Oh~your strategy was very effective, obviously. So effective that I have to do some belly rub now, huh."
"I would still feel swelling with a condom on anyway."
"What a clever point. Very true, my Simone de Beauvoir."
"...You mad?" She looked up like puss in boots.
"I．FUCKING．LOVE．IT"
She squealed as I rolled her over and spread her legs to appreciate what Dad had done to her pussy for the 10th time.
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Back to the present, I watched her hold on to his shaft and guided it to aim at her entrance. Dad's cock was glistening under the dim light. Followed by a slimy sound, she let the girth stretch her labia out and slide the length in, inch by inch.
Her legs were shaking, along with her shivering breaths. Dad's cock finally pressed against her cervix, yet still 2 inches too far from bottoming out.
"...hmmmm..." She rocked her butt on that cock back and forth. The creamy thrusting sound repeated as she moved. She leaned over and stuck out her tongue sucking, kissing, and licking his right nipple while the other hand teased the left one.
He caressed her back and gave her bums a few spanks from time to time. Every time he slapped her butt cheeks, she couldn't help but squeal softly, and her body twitched along.
She held Dad's hands. Their fingers interlaced as she started to ramp up the pace, switching from rocking to bouncing.
"I am...going...Mmmm...to....Haaa...drain...you...!" She squeezed a smirk out of the gasping breaths.
Dad was just lying there and smiled with a "keep going" look.
The smacking got louder and more intense. That silly smirk vanished from her face. The teasing finger trick on Dad's nipples stopped. Instead, her eyes were tight shut, her head dangling along with the piston movements. Her bottom lip rolled in as her shoulders tensed and her arms shook.
It was all so familiar to me; she was close but much quicker than with me.
I couldn't help stroking my cock by mimicking the rhythm of her bounce.
"為什麼...你都不射...嗯~哼嗯...要不行了...為什麼不射..." (Why don't...you...cum...? Hmm...ahh...I am...so close...Why don't you cum...)
I was totally not expecting to hear the ...... tongue from her begging for mercy. I felt my balls tighten and my waist sore. It was too late to hold back. I came just like that, embarrassingly, not even able to persevere to the end.
In the middle of my ejaculation, Chichi let out a muffled yet sharp squeal. Her body burst forward and collapsed on Dad's broad chest like puppet cut strings. A wet that almost sounded like spitting queef ejected Dad's fat cock out of her pussy. Stream after stream of hot juice squirted from her vagina, showering Dad's cock and landing on the sheet between Dad's feet.
"Ohhhhh~~~Shhhhiiiiitttt MMmmmmmmmm~~~Fuccckkkkkk~~~~Hooooo....." Dad did not miss this opportunity. He grabbed hold of Chichi's neck, forsing her down onto his chest firmly while SLAPPING his cock all over her squirting pussy RAPIDLY like drum beats.
Chichi was trying to struggle but was all in futile. Her nails were biting into his arms, and her squeal turned into a groan.
Dad quickly did a hip thrust and lodged his cock back into her spasming vagina. This time, balls deep.
As that intense orgasm decayed, I saw my girlfriend's labia ...... and milking Dad's girth, along with her shivering.
I felt my legs were weak, and the world was spinning, not only from the premature ejaculation but also from the fact that it was the first time seeing Chichi squirt and cum that hard and thorough on a cock.
(End of Pt.3)
