“Haven’t you got something you can stick in her mouth?” I called over to Ratboy.
“Finishing this, innit,” Ratboy said, holding up the joint. His sulky voice suggested this was an excuse for the fact he couldn’t get it up again.
“Give me some of that, you bastard,” Butterface yelped as I bore down harder.
Grumbling, Ratboy got up, dick flapping, and knelt down in front of his girlfriend. Instead of holding it out to her, he reversed it and stuck it in his own mouth. Then he covered her lips and gave her a blowback.
Butterface huffed in a huge cloud and as soon as the smoke hit her lungs, the effect was instantaneous. First, she started choking. Second, her sphincter relaxed and I speared forward a couple of inches into her guts. Third, she collapsed face first onto the arm of the sofa as she tried to scream while also still coughing.
Well, that hadn’t been what I’d intended when I’d asked him to stick something in her mouth but it did the job.
My dick was now half way in and that was more than half the battle; now I was firmly lodged in her guts, I could dig for victory. I wrapped her slightly greasy ponytail round my fist and pulled her head back, making her curl her back like a Quaver. She was still coughing and disorientated but I didn’t give her any time to recover as I squatted above that plump bubble butt and plunged down into her.
This was definitely more aesthetically appealing. Phat arse, tiny waist, no face. The feeling was sublime and Butterface had regained enough control of her lungs to emit a highly pleasing variety of contorted grunts and variations of the word ‘fuck’. The only problem was Ratboy hanging around like a bad smell.
“Are you in or out?” I asked as he stood their gormlessly with the spliff in one hand and his dick in the other.
He muttered something unintelligible and retreated to the battered armchair. Which was perfect for me. I didn’t want him so close but I loved an audience.
I’ll admit that I’m a cocky bastard. It’s what comes from having a bastard and a half of a cock. If you met me, you’d probably think I was arrogant and a bit of a show off. And you’d be right.
I’d already won on one level. I was fucking this guy’s girlfriend in front of him and she was squealing like a stuck pig on the biggest cock she’d ever had. But I wanted to make my victory total.
I stood from my crouch, keeping a firm grip on her hair so that she hurriedly followed. One foot down on the floor, other arm under here, just needed to… Christ, I almost dropped her. But no, no, I’d managed it; I’d hoisted her into the air without slipping out. Benefits of a freakishly long dick. Now, her legs were spread 180 degrees so that her neglected gash was pointing at Ratboy and I was carrying half her weight in my arms and half on my cock.
I basically threw her up in the air, dragging her sphincter inside out on my shaft, before gravity kicked in and she thudded back down. She howled as the total lack of resistance meant she was split wider. It wasn’t elegant but it was certainly effective. So effective that I was starting to seriously worry the neighbours would call the police.
Bloody hell, this was tiring. She wasn’t big and I wasn’t small but this was definitely stunt sex that you only did for show. Thankfully, Butterface was finding it taxing too. In an effort to secure release she was scrubbing away at her clit like an orbital sander. Between my relentless assault on the back and hers on the front, she managed to tip herself over the edge. A torrent of expletives poured from her mouth as her legs went into spasm.
I took the opportunity to collapse backwards onto the sofa, still firmly lodged inside Butterface and have a quick breather.
“Did you finish? Can I swap back in?” Talk about pathetic. Ratboy was pleading to fuck his own girlfriend. His joint was finished and his dick was hard but I didn’t want him anywhere near me. I’d given him his threesome but now it was my time.
“Nah,” I said, taking a swig of Fosters first to make sure I didn’t sound out of breath. “Just changing position.”
And with that I lifted my arms up higher, locking both them and Butterface’s legs behind her head.
“Ere, I thought you was done!” she yelped, jolted out of her post-orgasmic stupour.
Seriously? Baby, you got yours, now its time to get mine. I gripped my hands together, completing the full nelson, completely entrapping my fucked out fuckmate.
“Just hang in there and I’ll be finished soon. Who knows? You might even come again, you little slut.”
She started to reply but was cut short as I lunged up into her. Oh yeah, this was the shit! Every bit as brutal and humilating as fucking her standing but without any risk of doing my back in. I fucked her like a ragdoll while she hung on for dear life until I felt the tickle in my balls start to build. No need to end the fun and games now though, eh?
I slowed then stopped then canted her hips up so I slid out entirely.