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Not content with just putting a baby in my gf’s pussy, (my last post covers that) John, the bull, gave her a pair of presents to open on Christmas. John, the man who’s fitter, stronger and bigger than I am. The real man who makes my gf squirt multiple times each week. So amongst the chaos of family dinner at my parents house my gf opens his very thoughtful gifts: two well chosen books that perfectly match her interests. They are without a doubt better than my presents.
My gf looks as pleased as the Cheshire Cat and Mom recognizes the care that has gone into these gifts: “Awwww that’s really sweet, well done!” she says to me. “Oh no,” my GF replies to Mom, “these are from… John… he’s my… friend.” I’m turning beetroot red at the embarrassment of John’s carefully planned ambush, while my parents give me long questioning looks. My girlfriend continues to look exceedingly pleased with a punishing smirk on her face: this is exactly how she wanted it to happen – humiliating me in front of my family.
After dinner is done we’ve both drunk too much to drive so we retire to the guest bedroom for the night. My beta cock is throbbing from that embarrassment but I only get to fuck her after John now, so with no sloppy seconds available I expect to be sleeping horny tonight. Fortunately for me, the dinner humiliation has also aroused my GF and she’s offering me a pity fuck for Christmas.
A look of irritation crosses her face as I ask her to ride me – she clearly wanted to just lie back and let me pump away my pathetic load missionary style. She tries to maintain Christmas cheer while moving atop me and sitting her pussy down onto my aching loser dick. “You’re to small to bounce on, you need a cock like John so it doesn’t fall out. I can’t really enjoy it like this.” I beg her to stay on top though because I find her riding me so hot – her slow deliberate strokes to avoid me falling out extend what my premature dick can stand, heightening and prolonging the pleasure.
And then there’s her pussy feel: as I’m only permitted sloppy seconds now, I’m used to it feeling burning hot from the bruising John gives her and swimming with his huge loads. I’ve seen a video of him cumming now and it’s clear why my cock feels like it’s drowning in cum after him. One of his ropes exceeds my worthless load and he shoots many of them. Feeling her pussy like this feels naughty and forbidden after so long without being the first to fuck her.
Looking up from her pussy I watch her breasts – already swelling massively as his baby grows inside her. I want more than anything to grab them and suck them but I’m not allowed as they’re too sensitive now. Of course John uses her breasts as he pleases, because when he causes her pain it just makes her squirt harder as she cums on his cock. If I make the mistake of touching them it just causes her immediate anger.
Continuing further upwards I look at her face: she’s looking away but the impatience on her expression is clear. It’s obvious to me that all she wanted from this was to lie back and offer me a pity pump for Christmas. The effort of having to ride me – so slowly and deliberately to avoid my weak dick falling out – is plainly irritating her. Worse, the slowness is making me last longer as she repeatedly unintentionally edges me. If I was on top I could guarantee spurting my beta dribble in two minutes and likely much less. We’re already well past that.
So I’m in absolute heaven as the humiliation of her impatience for my pathetic little fuck to be done with ramps everything up to eleven. When I finally do cum it’s one of the most intense of my life but she just holds her hand over my mouth to suppress the moans pouring out of me. “Wow, almost 6 minutes,” she sarcastically remarks as she rolls off me straight to her sleeping position. “I was watching the clock the entire time. That would almost be okay if you could fuck me like he does.”
To me it felt like it must’ve been 15 or 20 minutes at least but I guess that’s just how pathetic my stamina is now. I hope that I’ll be able to beg her to ride me again one day (maybe for my birthday?) and when I do I hope that I won’t waste so much of her time. After all, it is John’s pussy now, not mine.
This has been the greatest Christmas ever!
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