Unfamiliar tingles of pleasure shot through your lips as your girlfriend’s member slid between them and over your tongue. You took only a moment to savor the taste of her leaking juices before greedily swallowing her drooling foot-long schlong, planting your face in the musky forest of thick hair at the base. She thrust in time with you as you began to suck in earnest and her length grew as she quickly expanded to her full hardness. Soon she was firmly holding the back of your head and fucking your face, and you felt your throat bulging as she pumped her dick up and down, your needy moaning muffled by its girth as she pumped her seed directly into your stomach which swelled with her climax.
As she withdraws, every bump and ridge of her veiny cock set off those tingles again as they brush over your strangely sensitive lips, igniting a flash of heat between your legs. “More,” you hear yourself beg, and with a mighty roar she lifted you onto the counter sending dishes crashing. Roughly, she pushes you onto your back and drags you by the ankles to the edge, and, throwing your manly, muscled legs over her shoulders, she slides herself deep within you and continues fucking wildly, your body lifting briefly before slamming down causing the dishes to clatter with each of her powerful thrusts. You became lost in your own orgasm as you felt jets of her seed again filling you.
After a moment to regain your senses, you spoke, “Thanks for breakfast. You really filled me up.” Her laugh sent vibrations through your pussy, her cock still buried within your folds.
“Unfortunately,” she said with a *SCHLORP* as her penis withdrew, returning that empty feeling to you, “after every good breakfast there’s clean-up to be done.” You both were covered in a sticky mess from your countertop adventure, and you obviously needed to shower.
You grabbed her by the penis and playfully pulled her behind you into the shower, where you began to rinse off. The spray of the water stung your nipples, so you turned to let the relaxing water wash down your back. Your girlfriend began to lovingly massage the soap into your shoulders, rubbing her way down your back. Her bobbing penis poked at you and the hardened points of her breasts danced across your skin, and soon you were pressed against the shower wall, the cold tile sending pleasure arcing between your nipples as her cock slid past your soap-slicked ass cheeks into your still hungry vagina. You arched your ass back into her motion as you rocked back and forth under the cleansing spray and were soon rewarded with your third load of the day, no smaller than the first still sloshing in your belly.
Unceremoniously she ripped her cock back out of you, turned off the water, and announced suddenly that she had to go to work. “I’ll see you tonight—be ready for me,” she send menacingly as she kissed you roughly and flicked your clit, making you stumble. “Trent’s finally gonna get that attitude adjustment he’s been begging for today,” she promised, and then closed the door behind her.
You weren’t sure if you felt sorry for Trent or if you wanted to be Trent, You had the day to yourself and a lot to figure out before your girlfriend came back.