That moment, my girlfriend was suddenly self conscious.
Shit.
I reached around and advanced the scroll. Next pic: a blowjob so plain it was almost medical. Big dong in a girl’s mouth. Her eyes are closed, maybe she’s enjoying it? By the cum on her lips, he sure did. The caption: “Encourage your girlfriend to suck a new cock every day.”
“There,” I pointed. “That one.”
She raised her ass, driving my dick even deeper into her. Instant reset for Lizzy. “Be careful saying that to me…”
I nodded, my brain rolling back to boundaries.
She scrolled to the next one… which was a girl on her back, nicely fucked, as she looked into the camera. The caption: “Send it to my boyfriend. No, fuck that. Upload it online so everyone can see.”
“Is that something you’d tell a guy?”
She bit her lip. “Yes?”
She was already getting tense, in a very good way, as the next pic scrolled past. Maybe I should give you the caption first: “She said she was heading over to get some old stuff back from her ex. An hour later, he sent me this picture.”
Naturally, it was a pic of a girl, bent over, cheeks up, cum dripping down her ass crack.
Lizzy looked back at me. “What if…?”
“For real?”
She nodded. “For realz.”
“I think we talked about this night before last, didn’t we? I’m kind of looking forward to you cheating with your two ‘special’ ex-boyfriends.”
“Yeah, but I don’t want you to kill them… would sending you a pic like that be the right level of ‘making you jealous’ or would that be bad?”
“Good question. Honestly, it’s borderline… but you know, babe, I kinda want it to happen. For real. I’d definitely want to see the pic.”
Her finger accidentally dragged down her trackpad, jumping a chunk of pics. The next to scroll into view: a brunette nicely spit-roast; a dick in her pussy, another in her mouth. The caption: “This is what your girlfriend was born to do.”
What did Lizzy do when she saw it? First she bookmarked the “IWMGFLT” Tumblr, then she dragged that pic off to the desktop.
“Is that what you were born to do?”
“Yes…” Her eyes closed and her breath caught. My cock deep inside, but barely moving, and she was coming.
I looked at the picture, and I looked at my slutty girlfriend… The picture was her. Not physically, but spiritually. So, so her.
“Elizabeth?”
“Yeah?” she squeaked.
“You’re right…” It snuck up on me: the orgasm I’d been dodging. It snuck right out and joined hers, deep inside her. The buzz arced from my balls to my soul and it took my breath away.
Yeah, we had something special here.
I looked back at the pic. “…Lizzy, that is EXACTLY what you were born to do.”