After being so thoroughly drained by Megan the night before and during breakfast, my climax didn't last as long as it could have. Still, I had more than enough to give to both girls who looked like melting snowmen by the time my cock flagged.
Putting on a performance for my sake, Megan showed me everything she had caught in her hungry mouth before closing her lips and swallowing everything in one gulp. Though that still left everything that splashed across her face, great globs of white spunk that stuck to her skin like glue.
Reaching up, Megan calmly wiped the seed clinging to her brow and threatening to drip into her eyes and spread her fingers showing the pearly ropes that formed between them, "Mmm, just the way I like it...thick and sweet like jelly."
"You're insatiable," I muttered while trying to ignore how erotic Megan's actions were and how easily they aroused me.
"Only when it comes to you, baby," Megan replied with a sultry grin before licking her fingers and making a series of soft moans that wormed their way into my ears.
When she was done, Megan grinned up at me, "You know I love it when you look at me like that, but I think there's someone else who deserves your attention."
Megan glanced over to her right, and I followed her gaze to find Patty trembling but otherwise completely frozen in place. Her eyes were completely behind her frosted glasses, and her mouth was sealed shut.
"Oh, come, Patty, no one likes a dead fish in the bedroom Megan admonished as she leaned over and nudged her friend.
"I dugnt whnna ghet idft ing mhgn mfugh!" Patty shouted though her words were muffled and unclear as she kept her lips pressed together.
"What did she say?" I asked, unable to decipher the unintelligible sounds.
"Oh, I think she's afraid of a little cream," Megan muttered disappoiningly, "Am I right, Patty?"
The redhead nodded timidly, sensing Megan's mood shift, "That isn't very kind of you. Ramon worked hard making all of this delicious cum for us, and you won't even give it a try."
Before Patty could respond, Megan's fingers pinched her nose, shutting off her only airway.
"Mghhnn!" Patty made a straggled noise and squirmed, trying to pry Megan's fingers away, but my first thrall fended off her friend's hands and easily pinned them down with her free one.
"Stop being stubborn, you can breathe after you have a taste." Megan chastised like a patient mother talking to her child, as she practically tackled Patty to the ground and forced her to submit.
Watching the entire scene play out as a bystander, I couldn't help but be aroused as Patty's and Megan's chests shook and jiggled with the struggle while their curves pressed against each other, and my seed smeared between them.
Though the struggle didn't last for long, as Patty quickly ran out of breath, her mouth opened as she went to take a massive gulp of air.
But before any oxygen could enter Patty's lungs, Megan leaned over her tongue, covered in a thick glob of my seed that she had scooped up from the corner of her mouth.
My eyes widened as Megan locked lips with Patty and shoved her tongue into her mouth, spreading it around for a moment before pulling away.
"See, that wasn't so bad, was it?" Megan asked innocently as if she hadn't just violently made out with her childhood friend.
For a moment, Patty lay unmoving on the floor before I watched her throat bob as she swallowed the gift Megan had so generously given her.
I then watched as her tongue quickly flicked out and licked up the cum staining her lips, "I-it's...s-sweet?"
"I know it's delicious, I drank a whole glass of it this morning, and I still can't get enough." Megan purred as she reached into her pants and pulled out her phone, "I can't wait until my mom sees this! She's going to lose her shit."
"W-wait, your mom?!" Patty exclaimed in panic as she took off her soiled glasses, finally letting her see again, "Are you insane?! W-why would you ever send that to her!?"
"Oh, just a little bit of payback after my dad and his friends tried to jump me and Ramon last night, after disowning me," Megan muttered as she struck a pose and started to take pictures while still covered in my baby batter.
"What?!" Patty screamed in a shrill voice that rang through the kitchen.
"Don't worry, Ramon handed their asses to them and invited me to stay with him!" Megan cheered as she snapped one last photo before standing up, "We're practically married at this point!"
"I-I can't tell if you're joking or not," Patty muttered under her breath as she also got up to her feet, albeit much slower than Megan.
"Come on, I'll tell you all about it while we go get cleaned up," Megan said as she grabbed Patty by the arm and led her out back to my apartment, though not before calling out over her shoulder, "We'll be right back to help set up for service, thank you for the meal and dessert."
Megan quickly elbowed Patty, who blushed but still managed to stammer out a reply, "T-thank you for the meal, a-and desert."
I grinned as I held Patty's timid gaze, "You're welcome to more anytime, just ask and I'll give you all you can eat."
Patty's blush increased threefold, and she urged Megan to move faster, who laughed but complied, and before long, they were out the back door, leaving me alone in the kitchen.
"Well, that was fun," I muttered as I reached down and zipped up my fly before looking at the floor, "Guess I have to mop again...still worth it."
--[Lois Griffin]--
'Damnit, why can't I stop?' I thought even as I stared at the latest picture, my daughter had set me, showing her covered in what I could now unerringly identify as Ramon's semen.
There was so much, and I could tell just from the picture how thick it was, with every drop packed with virile seed. I couldn't help but compare it to the few times I had let Peter finish on my face. It was never more than a couple of sad little drops. The first time I remembered wondering if he could even get me pregnant. He went on to prove me wrong three times over, though each time had been a struggle to conceive.
I glanced back at the picture, 'With that much, he'd only need to put one load inside of me to knock me up.'
I couldn't help but bite my lip as I imagined what it would feel like to have that much seed in the very back of my pussy.
Almost on autopilot, I opened the first picture Meg had sent me, the one with the condom hanging off of Ramon's massive cock.
In my perverted mind, it only made sense that such an oversized tool would shoot out such giant loads. 'He must have gotten some kind of enhancement surgery, there's no way that's natural.'
In my mind, I conjured an image of what Ramon looked like, some brutish hulking thug that had brainwashed my daughter with his vulgarity and then beaten my husband so badly that he couldn't walk.
What was to stop him from breaking into our home late at night or while Peter was at work? He would force his way inside and threaten to report my husband and his friends for assault unless I apologized.
I would be forced to kneel in front of him, head against the floor in subservience. But shaming me wouldn't be enough, Ramon would want more, and with a cruel smile across his lips, he would reach down and unzip his pants, freeing his massive throbbing cock.
I shake my head no, but he's insistent, leaving me no choice. I tell myself it's for the good of my family, that I'm protecting them by sacrificing myself.
But the truth is, it feels good. It feels good to have my lips and jaw stretched around his massive cock that slides down my throat and nearly ends up in my stomach.
Ramon uses me like a toy, uncaring, as I choke and gag me while furiously tapping on his leg, praying he'll let me breathe.
He doesn't, instead he forces me all the way to the base of his cock and his balls slap against my chin and they begin to throb signaling he's about to fill my stomach with his frothy load.
"Hey Lois, get off the can already, would ya! I gotta take a whizz!"
My fantasy shattered like glass as Peter's muffled voice came through the bathroom door, and I let out a frustrated sigh, "Just a minute!"
I flushed the toilet, pretending like I had gone before running the sink and opening the door.
"Jesus, about time, were you taking a shit or something?" Peter muttered as he practically threw me out and slammed the door behind him.
I ground my teeth together, tempted to kick the door down, but instead I repressed my emotions and went to make dinner. After all, what was the worst that could happen after years of repression?