My Turn Again & The Wager

“Ohhhhh, hot damn that was fun. Thank you Jane.” Peter spoke to her normal, just as a friend and a regular human being. Gone was his persona of just a moment ago and he was just regular old Pete once more, which made it all the weirder.

She giggles. “No, thank YOU Peter. Holy fuck. I've never cum so many times. Ohhhhh wow.” She presses her legs together and hums the happiest little hum. “Mmmmmm.”

“John never made you cum that much?”

She shakes her head. “Oh hell no. Not that many times. Whoooo!”

He reaches down and slaps my shoulder. “Gotta pick up your game my friend.”

He helps her up to her feet.

“I wasn't too rough on you?” He asks with concern.

She smiles a messy lipped grin and wipes the cum from her eye. “I almost called it off, that was not what I was expecting. But, I'm fine. Better than fine. Peter, I just...wow! You've got one hell of a cock on you dude! Seriously! Damn man!”

He smiles proudly and looks down at his shiny flagging member. “Yeah, it does the job.”

She looks around at the cameras and lights. “God Peter. When I asked you to record it I didn't think you would be THIS prepared!”

Asked him to record it? They share a laugh as it dawns on me Peter hadn't showed up at our house as spontaneously as I had thought he did. I slowly realize that Gary didn't tell Peter shit. Jane had set this up! The recording part anyways. That kinky, tricky little sneak!

He shrugs. “John's not the only one with fetishes. I'd like to keep a copy, for my private collection of course.”

She nods. “Of course. He's going to enjoy it, I know he will.” She smiles down at me. “Surprise.” They both look down at me bound beside them. “I think he had fun too.” She says as they both look over the mostly dried jizm on my face.

She slaps Peter's arm. "God, you made me give up my ass! You asshole! That was...that was crazy."

"Ha ha ha! You could have said no. Don't worry, it'll be a lot easier with John."

"Pffft, yeah, no shit!"

He shakes his head laughing to himself. “Fuck, all this time I thought he was the next John Holmes. Here he is just an average Joe. Fuckin Becky.” Peter then asks. “Does he fuck you after he's cucked? Is that part of his fetish?”

Even with the action over they were talking like I wasn't even there. I sit helpless, my dick out and standing tall.

She giggles. “Ohhhh yeah. I think it is his favorite part. He'll be going wild once we get home.”

Peter grins. “You could do it here. I'd like to watch, if that's okay.”

She giggles playfully once more. “Sure!” She says without even looking my way, she then adds. “Oh, and don't worry. That 'only cum on your cock tonight' condition? It's safe. He cums so fast after watching me.”

Peter holds his gut and laughs a big belly laugh. “Fuck, he cums without even touching himself! I'm not surprised.”

She then adds. “Besides...oooh my god...I honestly don't think I could cum again after all that if I wanted to. I'm spent!”

Pete beams with masculine pride.

She looks at me with teasing grin. It was fun loving teasing however, not cruel. She was just being playful. “I'll count the strokes.” She looks at Peter and offers a wager. “You could win your money back. Over-Under 20 strokes?”

He looks at me and thinks. “He's cum once already...I'll say over.”

“I say under. You're on.” She accepts the challenge.

Without even cleaning herself up she turns and crawls up on top of me. A bright smile on her face she takes my hard cock in her hand and lines it up with her slit.

She sits down on top of me, taking me to my full length.

“Mmmmmm.” We both moan.

“One.” She announces. She then lets out another girlish titter. “Ohh...feels different doesn't it baby?”

I was noticing that myself! After Billy and Gary her pussy had felt slick, creamy, and pre-fucked, but she still felt like herself. There was no creampie in there and yet she most definitely felt...different.

She rises up then plants herself back down on top of me with power. Her big tits bounce on impact. “Two! Mmm...you don't quite fill me up, do you baby?”

It was true. By God it was true. She felt amazing of course. Nice and warm and gripping and slick...but just not quite as tight as her usual snug self. After nearly an hour of taking Peter's fat tool she hadn't yet gotten back to normal. It only made it all the sweeter.

She grinds her hips in a circle, swirling my stick around her tunnel, and takes my head and pulls it down into her breasts. “Mmmmm.”

Peter sits down beside me to have a nice up close view. Leaning in get looks down to see my cock enter my girlfriend's stretched pussy. “Don't worry buddy. She's bound to be loose right now after taking me. She'll be tight again for you by the morning.”

She brings herself down again. “Three!” And again. “Four! Ohhh...” She moans. “I'll always know the difference now though.”

He chuckles. “Yeah, that's true.”

“Five! Six! Seven!” She announces as she starts to ride me proper. Her soft hands rub my shoulders as she rides me.

“Mmmmmmph!” I hum through the gag, my breath hissing through my flared nostrils.

“Seven! Eight!” Her body claps down hard into mine. “Flex it baby. Flex your cock, make it big for me baby.”

I strain every muscle I had down there. My already engorged manhood swells to it's absolute maximum.

“Nine! Awww, that's it? Ten! Come on baby, you can do better than that.” She rams down on top of me. I could just make out the noise of my dick penetrating her wet hole, to my fevered mind it even sounded different. More sloppy and hollow. “Mmmm. Eleven! Twelve!” She suddenly leans in and kisses me deeply, Peter's funky seed pressing into my own on my cheek. She parts with loud smack of our jizz coated lips. “Nmmm. Thirteen! Fourteen!”

She was slowly picking up the pace. “Mmmmmmm.” I hum with rising passion.

She bites her lip with a naughty grin. “This is no fair Peter, I think you loosened me up too much for his skinny little dick. Fifteen! Sixteen! Seventeen!”

“GUHHHH!” I rumble.

“Oh wait, here he goes! Eighteen! Come on twiggy, cum for Mama! Nineteen!”

Try as I might I just couldn't last longer. I had everything clenched tight but it was coming and it was coming right now.

“Twenty!”

“GUHMMMMMMMMMMM!!!” I blow my second wad of the night up into my girlfriend's warm stretched tunnel.

“There's my John! Good boy!” She cheers. As I writhe and buck beneath her Jane smirks then turns to Peter and they resume their conversation, once more as if I wasn't even in the room!

“He came right on twenty! He he he!” She laughs even as I buck beneath her. “Now what do we do?”

He reaches out a hand. “We'll call it a draw?”

She nods. As I blast my nut butter up deep inside her loosened cunny they shake hands and settle their wager.