Wait your turn

You grit your teeth and manage to restrain yourself from scowling at the jogger fucking Paige's mouth, though just barely. Intellectually you know he's not doing anything wrong, or even being rude, by the standards of this world. It's just something you're going to have to get used to. If anything, you suppose, dating Paige will be a good way to acclimate yourself to this reality's social conventions more quickly, and probably save yourself some embarrassment further on down the line. Still, it feels a little galling to watch another man throat-fucking your girlfriend while you're out on your first date with her, and having to pretend it's no big deal.

"Y-yeah, it's... nice out today. I hear it might rain later though," you manage, attempting to keep at least a veneer of nonchalance. Pleasantries finished, the man turns his full attention to Paige. As frustrating as it felt at first, watching your new girlfriend suck this stranger's cock so willingly is also oddly arousing. Your own erection grows and tents out the front of your shorts as you watch him pump away at her mouth, smearing saliva all over her chin and his balls with every thrust. You start rubbing yourself through your shorts, not quite ready to use Paige at the same time as another man, but too turned on to do nothing at all. After a minute or two, the man lets out a satisfied groan, and his cock twitches as he begins to ejaculate into Paige's mouth. She sucks down most of his jizz easily, but he pulls out of her mouth a little bit too early, and one last spurt paints her sandwich and potato chips with a jet of cum. The man wipes his cock off with a handful of Paige's hair, stuffs it back into his running shorts, and continues his jog along the pathway.

Paige wipes her chin off a bit with her napkin, then picks her sandwich back up and continues as though nothing had happened. "I hear that you're training to be a supervisor yourself, aren't you?" she asks, and takes another bite of her semen-glazed sandwich. As she puts it back down she notices a glob of cum on her finger, and licks it off like it was just mayonnaise.

That's the part that does you in. Unzipping your fly, you pull your cock out and step around to Paige's side of the picnic table. She turns towards you as you approach, dick in hand and stroking furiously. Between the day's sexually-charged events in general, and this latest encounter in particular, you're so aroused that it only takes a few seconds before you let out an inchoate grunt of your own and blow your load onto Paige's exposed chest. Spurt after spurt of thick white cum jets out and coats her breasts with your seed. You're actually kind of amazed at how long your orgasm continues; between the virgins at the movie theater earlier, and Paige and Sophie earlier, you would have expected to be completely drained by now. Apparently the easy availability of sex in this world has given you a commensurate improvement in your semen production and recovery time. Finally your ejaculations stop, and you stick the head of your cock into her mouth to lick off the last few dribbles of cum, which she does without having to be told.

"Marking your territory, John?" Paige teases you as you fix your pants and sit back down. From her tone, it's clear she is amused more by your timing than the action itself. She's no more perturbed by you covering her bare breasts with your cum than she would be if you'd simply kissed her on the cheek.

You chuckle a bit weakly, still breathing hard. "What can I say, I thought it would complement your outfit." Paige giggles at this.

The two of you resume chatting about work and similar everyday subjects, in what would be a totally unremarkable conversation if not for the girl sitting across from you having her tits out in public, plastered with jizz. Although in this world, that is a totally unremarkable conversation, you muse to yourself. You finish eating without any further interruptions, and dump your trash into a nearby garbage can. "Want to walk around for a bit?" you ask Paige after you finish cleaning off the table.

"Sure!" she chirps happily, and takes your arm as you start walking down the path again. Her breasts sway and jiggle heavily as she walks, and although you were just joking about her outfit before, you make a mental note to tell her to get her tits out whenever you're in public again. It strikes an oddly exhibitionist streak in you that you never really knew you had before. There's just something about having her walk around partially naked without drawing any unusual attention that appeals to you. It's like she's giving you a private show in broad daylight, that everybody sees but nobody realizes is happening. Plus there's the added bonus of being able to grope her as you please, and walk around openly with an erection, without having to worry about other people's reactions.

You feel far more comfortable and relaxed than you ever have on a first date before. Part of it is the connection you felt when taking her virginity earlier, but part is also the inherent nature of relationships in this world, especially when dating a big-breasted cumdump like Paige. Similarly to how meeting her parents earlier was less stressful than it might have been, the fact that sex is a given makes you feel far less pressure than you would have in your old life. After all, what use is posturing to impress a girl when you could simply bend her over and fuck her in the ass right here, and neither she nor anybody else who happened to walk by would think anything of it? You can really be yourself, and connect with her on the basis of personality, in a way that never would have been possible before.

The two of you make your way around the park slowly, savoring the time you spend together.