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Brianna had come home for the weekend, still processing but trying to bridge the gap. She brought her two college roommates for what was supposed to be a casual pool day. Ansley was 21, a petite 5’2” blonde bombshell with perky C-cup tits that sat high and firm on her chest, tiny waist, and cheer-toned legs that looked incredible in her micro-bikini. She had that bubbly, bratty energy and full lips made for sucking. Maddy was 23, a thicker 5’6” goddess with juicy DDs that jiggled heavily in her barely-there top, wide hips, a fat ass that strained her bottoms, and long auburn hair she kept flipping seductively. Both girls radiated horny confidence.

They lounged by the pool, but the tension was electric. After some whispered giggling, the girls cornered Cheri in the kitchen while Manny grabbed more drinks.

“Mrs. Cheri… okay, we have to be honest,” Ansley started, biting her plump lower lip, her perky tits nearly spilling out. “We’ve been obsessed with your husband’s porn for months. ‘Hung Coach Manny’ is literally our favorite. That fat, veiny cock stretching the fleshlight with the head popping out all shiny and purple? Fuck, it makes me so wet. We had no idea it was Brianna’s dad until she showed us the link.”

Maddy licked her lips, squeezing her thick thighs together. “God yes. His cock is a fucking masterpiece. So long and girthy, those heavy balls swinging while he strokes… Maddy and I have rubbed our pussies raw to him together in the dorm. We even took turns with the same dildo pretending it was him. Can we please meet him? Like, properly? We’re dying to see it in real life and take pictures right next to that big dick. Just for us. Pretty please?”

Brianna looked mortified, cheeks burning, but she didn’t stop them. Cheri’s scientist mind lit up with pure filthy excitement, her own cunt throbbing. “Girls, I love fans who appreciate premium cock as much as I do. Let me set it up.”

Manny was called into the backyard studio. The three girls followed, breathing fast. Inside the professional setup, Manny stripped. His thick 8-inch cock hung heavy between his muscular thighs, already swelling under their stares. It rose quickly to full, intimidating hardness—veins bulging, the massive purple head flaring wide and leaking.

“Holy fucking shit,” Maddy breathed, eyes locked on it. “It’s even thicker in person. Look at how heavy it is… I just want to feel that weight on my tongue.”

Ansley whimpered softly, squeezing her perky tits together. “God, the veins are so prominent. And that head… it’s so fat and spongy-looking. I bet it stretches a girl so good. Can we pose right next to it? I want pictures of me cheek-to-cock with this monster.”

Manny, rock-hard from the attention, nodded. “For big fans like you two, sure.” He stood tall as the girls knelt on either side. Ansley pressed her soft cheek right against the warm, throbbing shaft, nuzzling it gently while smiling up at the camera. Maddy cupped the base with both hands, lifting his heavy cock so it rested across her face, the thick head brushing her forehead. “Fuck, it’s so warm and smells like pure man,” Maddy moaned. “Look how it pulses… I could worship this dick for hours.”

They took dozens of photos—close-ups of their tongues sticking out just below the leaking head, their cheeks squished against the veiny length, even one where both girls kissed the shaft from either side. Brianna watched silently from the corner, flushed and speechless.

Cheri directed with a dripping wet pussy. “Perfect, my little cock fans. Now sign right here on his thigh, right next to this giant dick. I’m posting these signed shots on his premium page. Your names proudly displayed beside my husband’s fat cock.”

Ansley and Maddy eagerly grabbed Sharpies. Ansley wrote “Ansley’s Dream Cock” with a heart right beside the base. Maddy signed “Maddy’s Favorite Veiny Monster” along the thigh near the head. Cheri snapped close-ups of their signatures framing Manny’s massive, throbbing erection for the fans.

The girls lingered, thanking him breathlessly. “Thank you so much, Mr. Manny. Your cock is even better in real life,” Ansley cooed. “We’re definitely rubbing one out to these pics tonight,” Maddy added with a wink. Brianna finally herded them out, shooting one last stunned look at her dad’s exposed monster before they drove off.

The instant the door slammed, Cheri pounced like a feral animal. “Those tight little college whores were practically humping your leg while drooling over your cock, baby. Their filthy mouths describing every vein and how they fuck themselves to you… I’m drenched.”

She shoved Manny onto the performance bed and stripped, massive double-D tits bouncing free. Dropping between his legs, she attacked his cock with savage hunger—sucking him balls-deep in sloppy, gagging strokes, throat bulging visibly as thick spit cascaded down her chin onto her heaving tits. She twisted both hands along his shaft while moaning around him, “Still warm from their cheeks… fuck.”

Cheri climbed up and impaled herself in one brutal drop, her soaked cunt swallowing every thick inch with a loud, wet squelch. She rode him like a woman in heat—ass rippling and clapping loudly against his thighs, tits flopping heavily as she slammed down again and again. Her walls clenched and fluttered wildly around his girth.

The first orgasm exploded through her fast. Cheri’s back arched violently, mouth open in a silent scream as her pussy spasmed in powerful, milking contractions, gushing hot squirt all over his abs and chest while her thighs shook uncontrollably.

She spun into reverse cowgirl, leaning forward and bouncing with animalistic ****. The fat head hammered her G-spot relentlessly. Another devastating climax ripped through her—her cunt clamping down like a vice, fluttering and pulsing as she flooded his balls and the bed with fresh squirt, moaning brokenly as her massive ass kept slamming down.

Manny flipped her into a deep mating press, legs pinned to her ears. He pounded her with long, punishing strokes—pulling nearly out before driving balls-deep, grinding against her clit. The third orgasm tore through her body like lightning—inner walls squeezing and releasing frantically, another powerful gush of juices spraying his chest as she wailed in ecstasy, nails digging into his back.

He shifted to prone bone, chest pressed to her back, one arm around her throat as he hammered downward. His thick cock speared deep at the perfect angle. The final, strongest climax shattered her—long, rolling waves of pleasure that made her entire voluptuous body tremble and jerk, pussy gushing and fluttering wildly around his pistoning shaft while she cried out into the mattress.

Manny pulled out and straddled her chest. Cheri pushed her cum-slick tits together. He roared and unloaded—thick, heavy ropes of hot cum blasting across her neck, cleavage, and hard nipples, painting her massive breasts in glossy white streaks until they were glazed and dripping. Cheri scooped it up greedily, sucking her fingers clean with a satisfied purr.

They collapsed together, sweaty, sticky, and glowing. The signed photos would explode their revenue… and their private depravity had reached new heights.