Does Carrie win the bet?

Yes! But David is the real winner.

You watch as Carrie finally manages to engulf every unbelievably impressive inch of David's cock, her left hand caressing those massive balls of his while she sucked him. There's a slight muffle from her, likely a proud declaration of victory at managing to take it all. It is swiftly drowned out by David's groans and cursing, and you watch as his body tenses and the first spurt of cum gushes into your girlfriend's mouth.

She gulps.

And gulps.

And gulps.

It sounds like she moans as she swallows down what she can, but you tell yourself that's just the shock of him cumming. The fire hose that is David's cock seems endless, and finally she has to admit defeat and lean back to breathe. As she does a thick spurt explodes across her face, some in her hair and some down her forehead and cheek. Then another gushes out, down her chin and onto her tits. Finally a third landing right as Carrie opens her mouth, letting it splat against her tongue and she licks her lips, breathing heavy and tiny moans slipping out.

Blinking in the doorway, the sight was unrecognizable to you. You had never been allowed to cum on her face. Sure, she had swallowed for you before, but not once has she worn your cum on her like that. She said it was disgusting. Degrading. A firm no that she never let you do.

And here you were looking in as your girlfriend had another man's cum across her face, in her hair, and down her naked body.

"Congrats on taking your first real cock babe. How did it feel?" David asked, shaking out the last bits of cum from his softening dick. Carrie looked up at him, eyes wide and one last stick out of her tongue, cleaning her lips slowly, almost like she was searching for more cum.

"Fucking...FUCK! David what...what the fuck!?" she said.

"Yeah that's what I thought. Real cock changes a woman. Glad you're learning your real place slut."

The words hung in the air. Carrie didn't argue with being called a slut, looking a bit resigned to being called it now. No matter how much Carrie had hated that sort of demeaning talk, given what just happened, the word described her perfectly.

"Alright you do have a...a really fucking impressive cock David. I can't really...lie about that..." Carrie said, gulping and briefly staring at his dick. Even as it went softer from his orgasm, it was still bigger than yours, and Carrie stammered a bit more as she tried to regain any sort of confidence and control of the situation.

"But just because you've got an amazing dick and cum like a fucking god doesn't m-" she said, until David held his hand in her face and she went silent.

"Look cumrag, you can tell yourself whatever the fuck you want, but don't try and lie to me. How's your cunt doing? Because from where I'm standing, it looks like you've been enjoying every second of being put where you belong."

Just like Carrie, you had been too focused on her mouth and David's cock to notice anything else. Too fixated on the cum across her face and chest, on how far she had gone for someone she hated, to pay attention to her 'cunt' as David so crudely put it. You looked down just as Carrie did, eyes slightly wide.

Carrie's right hand was between her legs. Her thumb lightly resting over her clit, a lone finger inside her pussy as she had started touching herself at some point when sucking his cock. Carrie looked equally surprised and ashamed, part of her not even recognizing that she had been doing it or when she started. On autopilot her body just did it. Needed it. Craved it. Horny and desperately turned on by what was happening, needing touch in a place that until a few hours ago, would only ever belong to you.

Your girlfriend had been touching herself while she sucked another man's cock.

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