My Cosplayer Girlfriend Likes To Watch 2

Amanda's lips were sinfully delicious, tasting of betrayal and lust.

Janine removed herself from your side, and instead sat not too far away, on the single armrest the room had to offer, close to the couch and coffee table.

For a moment, it seemed like she was nervous, like she regretted it, but- but then you spied her thighs, rubbing together, as she sat - she wasn't squirming due to being uncomfortable, not in the least.

Your eyes then focused on Amanda, and your lips parted, allowing her tongue entrance, and yours invaded her mouth in turn. She was an expert kisser, an experienced woman indeed, and as your tongues wrestled, you found her body molding to yours, slowly but surely leaning closer and closer.

Your kiss had started with her bending over at the waist, standing with her legs slightly spread, but as it progressed, she wound up climbing on top of your lap, swinging her legs over the couch, as the full makeout began.

Your arms wrapped around her, one held her by the hip and the other at the back, ensuring she was comfortable and supported, as she wrapped her own arms around your neck and melted into the kiss, beginning to moan as you began to work her harder, swapping saliva with her.

After an interminable minute, you finally broke away from each other, and she was breathing hard. 

"That was... incredible," she said, forced to breathe in quickly. "I've never felt like that from just a kiss," she said.

"Isn't he great?" Janine asked, her mouth settled into a guileless smile. "After a long day standing at a booth all day dealing with dirty perverts, all I need to do is just get one kiss and my love battery is fully recharged!"

Yes, her love battery was recharged, but her libido was usually on overload, after a kiss like that. Damn, you could see how and why they got along so well, when they were both such passionate and forceful women about what they loved.

Your lips felt tingly still, and the memory of the lustful yet loving embrace you found yourself in, with a woman who was not your girlfriend sent fire down to your loins, as your trouser snake stirred in its confinement.

Amanda's eyes widened a bit. "Please tell me that's the room tv remote."

Janine giggled.

"Janine you lucky bitch!" Amanda shouted, as she rocked her hips on top of you, applying delicious pressure to the afflicted zone. "Shiiit, man, how do you walk with this thing?"

Very carefully.

With your best carefree smirk in place, you moved the hand that was on her hip to her chest, and were delighted to find that instead of a bra, she wore pasties to prevent her nipples poking through the crop top. They felt wonderful in your hand, not quite as big as Janine's but a nice and tender handful.

"Ohhh, that feels nice," Amanda said. "Mmmh... You can..."

She was interrupted as you gave her a firm squeeze with a smile, her eep as she was faced with a sudden discomfort was delightful. She looked at you directly in the eye.

"Shit," she said, as her eyes locked onto you. "Fuuuck," she began, as her eyes widened. "You're not even fully hard!?"

The dick that would pierce the heavens was growing impatient, and with a smirk you gestured for her to get off.

Amanda did as you suggested, and though you initially went for your crotch to reveal the weapon concealed within, she beat you to the punch, dropping to her knees before you.

You swore her costume's tail almost stood up, twitching and wagging at her obvious wonderment and interest, almost as good a signal of her arousal as the deeply enthused stare she directed at the bulge in your pants.

She did the work for you, pulling your pants off, and the only thing you had to do was simply raise your hips when she did, and finally, your dick was revealed for all to see.

Amanda's mouth fell open. "I didn't come here thinking I'd be playing Shadow of the Colossus today!"

Janine burst out laughing, and you couldn't help but chuckle.

"Fuck, I don't even know if this thing can fit inside me," she said, eyes wide like saucers as she got a good and close up look at her quarry. "Can I-"

She didn't look at you, she looked at Janine, who, in turn, looked at you, with a pleading look.

In the end, you were a weak man, and you could never say no to that girl. You gave her a nod of consent, and she mirrored it for Amanda.

Your hand came down on top of her head, patting it, and Amanda looked up at you in surprise. 

Shooting her an apologetic look, you raised your hand but-

She stopped you. "No, please," she said, "I... that... that feels nice," she said, and your hand came down again, patting her through the... wig?

It was no wig.

"I dyed it," she said, when she noticed you looked quite curious. "It's okay, I play a lot of redheads, and it's good quality stuff."

You nodded. Well, it made perfect sense. She and Janine had met through their shared love of cosplay, it made some sense they were similarly dedicated. You gave her scritches behind the wolf ears, and she seemed content, at the same time leaning forward and nuzzling your penis, taking deep sniffes.

"You're like a real puppy, 'Manda!" Janine said. "So cute..."

Indeed, it was a strangely cute, yet erotic, display, and your cock throbbed at the pleasure she was giving you simply by rubbing her face against it.

"Sorry, it's just," Amanda sighed. "It's a bit intimidating."

Janine gave her a double thumbs up. "Don't worry, I believe in you!" she said. "I'll be cheering! Uh, I, uh, didn't bring a cheerleader outfit, otherwise I'd put it on right now!"

"Please don't," Amanda said dryly, and you gave her a good scratch for being in synch with you.

Even with Janine's approval, glowing and gracious, it was still difficult to have sex with a woman that wasn't her, right there in the same room she was in.

"I'm... I'm going in," Amanda said, raising herself up so her face was level with your cockhead. First, she kissed it, and you twitched in appreciation at the gesture, then she opened her mouth and took the head in, going down a few inches, seemingly testing herself.

You had no objections, as the warm and wet heat of her mouth was fantastic, and you hummed in pleasure as she began bobbing her head up and down, her tongue beginning to play with the tip of your dick as you began to harden, reaching full mast and your head slipping out of your foreskin.

As you fully hardened, Amanda pulled back and looked more than a bit intimidated.

"Sheesh, how do you fit this inside you?" Amanda asked, her tone more awe than anything else.

"With a lot of practice and lube!" Janine supplied.

She looked at you and you nodded, confirming. It took... a LOT of work to get Janine accustomed to your penis, and even to this day, you could not quite hilt yourself in her, without causing her pain.

Amanda gulped, and then leaned forward again, now starting from the bottom with soft and quick licks, beginning near the base and slowly climbing up, finally reaching the top and once again taking you inside. You responded to the pleasure she gave you by voicing your pleasure, and using your hand on her head to guide her.

Soon enough, she was bobbing her head up and down, at a remarkable pace, she had become accustomed to your size quite quickly, swallowing near half your prick with each push down, and dragging her tongue all over your shaft on the way up.

A natural cocksucker, or a very experienced one, it was hard to tell, but you weren't complaining either way, as her hands stroked the half of your cock that she couldn't take into her mouth, and applying delicious pressure to ensure no part of you felt neglected.

Your other hand came down on her shoulder, and you gave her a firm grasp, causing her to stop, looking up at you questioningly. The sight was enticing, amazing even, as her hollowed out cheeks lead into the perfect dicksucking face, as she slowly pulled back, liberating inch after inch of your cock in a torturously pleasurable fashion.

Finally, her mouth was free.

"What-" she looked panicked for a moment. "Oh, I, uh, sorry, if I got really into it- I-"

Janine giggled. "It's time to get you ready silly!" she said. 

Amanda blinked. "Ah, but- I guess, we could-"

You stood up, and gestured for her to get on the couch. She did as you indicated, and you wasted little time in pulling her shorts and panties off. 

She seemed flustered as you noted the wet spot at the crotch area. Without further ado, you tossed them at Janine, who caught them with her own flustered red face, and seemed delighted as she observed the situation, carefully laying the clothes on the coffee table by her.

Amanda seemed nervous and twitchy. You frowned, shooting a questioning glance her way.

She bit her lip and looked away for a few seconds, before sighing and turning back to you. "It's the first time I've been eaten out..."

"What a crime!" Janine said, giving voice to your thoughts. "It's really amazing!"

What kind of man doesn't return the favor?

You couldn't let this stand!

Your hands found her hips, and you spread them a little, pleased at how Amanda obediently let you move her legs, and even leaned back and pushed her waist forward, giving you better access to her flower.

And what a beautiful specimen it was. Her lips were puffy, engorged with her obvious arousal, the ever so slight sheen of her sexual fluids reflecting the ceiling lights just a bit. Her cunny was beautiful, not quite as lovely as Janine's, but you had an inkling, it would look even better in a few minutes.

Your hands got closer to her crotch, so much so that your thumbs could reach in and part her petals to reveal the treasure within, a sopping wet and delightfully pink vagina, that looked ready and willing to accept a man.

"Woooow, you're like, super horny!" Janine said, eyes wide. "You've barely even been touched!"

Indeed, it was a marvel just how wet this woman was.

"It's been a while okay..!" she protested, face red from more than just lust.

Smiling and trying to contain your amusement, you leaned forward and gave her a good sniff. Her arousal was thick, her scent was strong, but didn't smell bad at all. The faintest hint of her bodywash, covered mostly by the scent of sex and only the barest hint of any undesirable smells.

You were happy, and unsurprised, that she was perfectly and thoroughly shaven. You knew that some of the more risqué outfits that professional cosplayers wore could sometimes be a bit... dangerous, when you had pubic hair.

A landing strip might be a nice addition, but that was a thought for later.

For now, as soon as you finished admiring her cunt like she'd admired you in turn, you dove in, putting a flavor to that smell and giving her lower lips an open mouthed kiss that would put your earlier makeout session to shame.

She moaned long and hard, incapable of holding her voice back as she felt a tongue invading her insides for the very first time. "Hhiieeee, what's thisss!"

Your tongue was swift and well trained, Janine loved being eaten out, and you loved the faces she made when she was being eaten out, and so it was one of your favorite pastimes. Amanda, a complete novice to this, stood no chance.

Her pussy juice gushed like a fountain, her hyperactive and needy cunt providing you with everything you wanted.

"Fuck! Fuck! Waaait, stop, I'm- I'm gonna cum already- stop!"

But of course, you didn't. This woman had never been eaten out, even once, in her life! What kind of cruel, unfair world was this?

Her pussy tried to milk your tongue like it would a dick, but it found little purchase on the swift muscle, and you simply pulled back, readying yourself.

"Shiiiit, I'm cumming!"

And there- oh she was a squirter! Rapidly switching tactics, you sealed your lips against hers, and began swallowing her ejaculate.

"Nnng, stooop, that's dirtyyy!"

You didn't care about any of that, merely about providing her pleasure, as she announced her orgasm with a squirt.

As soon as it ended, though, you found yourself almost panicking as you heard her sniff, sob, and then finally break down crying.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she said, her eyes full of tears. "I- I couldn't- I couldn't hold it back!"

Janine was there in an instant, hugging her friend. "What? You shouldn't hold it back, 'manda, it was beautiful, amazing! It was one of the most erotic things I've ever seen!"

"B-But, I- I just wet myself! This is why my boyfriends," she was the one with the hiccups now, how odd, "never- hic- wanted to eat me out!"

"Then they were idiots!" Janine said. "You came so hard you lost control, that's incredible!"

You tilted your head, giving her pussy a lick before pulling back. 

"Shouldn't-" she blinked her tears away, as Janine used a tissue she seemed to have prepared ahead of time, probably for some other reason, to help her blow her nose. "Shouldn't you be angry, I just peed on you..." she said.

You responded by kissing her pussy again, and she moaned in pleasure, her legs still in the position you'd put them in. Really, this girl didn't give herself enough credit!

"'Manda, that's not pee!" Janine said with a laugh. "You peed just a couple minutes ago!"

Amanda looked dubious, but Janine leaned down and kissed you on the lips, and you made it a very showing kiss, entwinning your tongue with hers as you pulled back, your tongues massaging each other in the open air.

"Yep, doesn't taste like pee at all!" she said. "Well, a little, but you can't help that since it comes from the same place!" she added. "Actually pissing yourself during sex is a lot messier!"

You nodded. You wouldn't have been able to catch it all with your mouth, if she'd pissed instead. The taste was remarkably bitter and acrid.

Still... her pussy was wet and ready, and even though you'd paused for a couple of minutes, it was merely enough for her sensitivity to drop after her orgasm, so sex would be pleasurable instead of painful.

Janine returned to her seat, and you took yourself in hand. Still hard as a rock, only needing the stimulation of being the source of Amanda's arousal to really keep you going. Any flagging was remedied when Amanda's tears dried.

"Then... then... can we continue?" she begged.

You were feeling quite happy to give her a firm nod.

It was time for the main show.