Our Wmaf Cucold Story in Aus

"Yeah, she is cute, but why? And does she agree?" His tone is a little relaxed, and he clearly lowers his guard.

"Oh well, sooner or later, we will return to our country and daily life. We came here to try different things, things we wouldn't have many chances to experience back home."

"And you agree?"

My girlfriend just shrugged and nodded with a "not my idea, though..." face.

"I brought this up, but yeah, she's not against it. Plus,..."

"Go on."

"Plus, it's really awkward that you peep at us at night while acting like nothing the next day. Man, I just can't..."

We all burst into laughter.

"Mate, I sincerely apologise for my creepy behaviour. I haven't rooted a woman for two years."

"Yeah, I think you need stress relief. Might as well have some fun before we go. It's better than beating yourself off peeping on us."

"Okay, so what's the plan? Do you want a threesome? I've never done that before; I can't promise I am good at it." Dad seemed to be eager to shift the topic away from his embarrassment.

"Nah, I don't have experience of that, either, to be honest. I think you do what you want with my girlfriend, and I will watch. How about that?"

"...okay? Are you sure about that? That's kind of weird, eh?" he raised his eyebrow in disbelief.

"We will see how it goes. You've watched us so many times anyway. It's only fair that I watch you, right?"

"Oh~C'mon..." He buried his face in his palms as my girlfriend slapped me in the back of the head.

"If she doesn't like it, we just call it a day and get back to normal. How about tonight? See you upstairs after you put the kids to sleep?"

"Nah, come over to my joint, and we have some barbeque; I don't wanna leave them unattended."

I could see my girlfriend's shoulders softened. What he just said seemed to touch my girlfriend's heart.

"Cool, let's do that."

*** *** ***

"Do you think he likes this?" she asked, taking the lingerie we had picked up together at the Honey Birdette and putting it on her chest. It's a set of three-piece see-through in aqua blue. She rolled her eyes when I begged her to buy it. She only wears it for me. Otherwise, this kind of thing is never to her taste. Sports bras and cotton briefs are the only way to go. It's partly because she thinks her breasts are small and too big of a butt. But I think she's adorable in anything.

"I thought you didn't like them? I like your new mascara and lipstick, by the way." I said in a sarcastic tone that made her squint at me.

"He's a good dad..." She said softly when I was drying her hair.

"So you wanna reward a good dad, huh? I see."

"I will reward you when you become a good dad, too."

She sat next to me and rested her head on my shoulder. We held in hands. I could feel we both had a sweaty palm at the moment.

After the barbeque, we went back to our loft and got a shower, waiting for Dad's call. We saw the lights off from the corridor in the little ones' bedroom. About half an hour later, my phone buzzed.

*** *** ***

We tiptoed through the living room and sneaked upstairs. Dad had been awaited with two glasses of wine in hand, and the third one was sitting on the stall next to a comfy armchair. It was clear enough that it was my VIP seat.

Candles were lit around the bedroom, and rose petals were on the sheet. Even though the whole thing was so old school that I felt funny, and he was half naked with only a towel around his waist, I have to respect that it was probably how he had made it romantic for his late wife.

Most importantly, my girlfriend was buying, big time.

"Awww~SOOOoooo romantic!" Her nerves were gone when she saw all these efforts.

"I'm glad you like it, my lady of the night." He handed her the red, and they both took a sip while looking into each other's eyes.

"Shall we?" I just nodded to his question as I let go of my girlfriend's hand and sat in my VIP seat for the show.

The sound of kisses was wet and steamy. The contrast in size between them really worked for me. I am standing at 175cm, only around 5cm shorter than him, but his shoulders were broader than mine, which made him look much larger in silhouette. His hands roamed all over her petite frame while their tongues frolicked, exchanging saliva.

Gradually, he slid the short cami dress off her shoulders, revealing the Honey Birdette lingerie my girlfriend and I bought together.

"You look gorgeous..." He spun her a 360 before holding her into his arms again.

"Glad you like it."

"Nice comeback, and I surely do."

"I've never used it with my boyfriend." She made a face at me.

"Is that so? Then I must be so privileged."

Again, he leaned over and made out to her like a bear mounching on honey. His palms trailed down and found her bums, kneading them like dough while softly landing her onto the sheet.

He nibbled her earlobe and kissed his way down along her neck, shoulder blade, then chest, sucking on her cherry nipple while caressing her breast. His other hand reached down between her legs and guided them to spread. I could see the apparent watermark on the satin. As he was teasing her labia and clit, the slimy sound was loud and tickling my brain cells.

I did not expect that she could get this wet with a man she had sex with for the first time. Her waist was pandering the circulation of his fingers, rocking up and down. Sweet little moans mixed with heavy breaths became quicker and shorter.

He sat up and kissed my girlfriend once more before slipping her lingerie off and burying his face between her legs.

I am the type of man who doesn't like to make much noise when eating pussy. A lot of Western porn actors do that, and I always get annoyed. My girlfriend thought it was funny, but...it did not seem to be the case here.

"What a tight little cunt, Chichi (my girlfriend's name). Almost like a virgin. Hmmmm..." He parted her lips and eagerly slurped all over that area, making a thunderous licking sound.

My girlfriend told me later that humming or talking while eating out was no longer stupid to her anymore because the vibration significantly amplified the pleasure. I learned a lesson.

He was not stinting in praise. I felt a little offended that he commented that my girlfriend's pussy was "like a virgin" as if it lacked experience with sex. But looking at how my girlfriend's waist squirmed as he ate her out, my cock undeniably hardened.

As the slurpy sound got louder and her waist floated higher, suddenly, her body gave a violent bucking followed by a sharp squeal.

I knew she just came. And she came hard.

At this point, her butt was completely off the sheet, sheerly supported by Dad's hands. I could hear that sweet juice gushing out from her pussy, shots after shorts. But Dad did not let go of her waist. He cupped her bums and kept kneading them while swallowing every drop she had to give and moaning into her spasming cunt.

It was a legitimate lover's foreplay, and it was the first time I felt there was a possibility that she might have stepped in a little too far. His pussy eating style was so different from mine, yet it made her orgasm harder. However, I couldn't help but be excited and curious about how far she'd go in the rabbit hole.

Before I realised, I already whipped it out and slowly jerked to what I was looking at.

Dad finally put her down and climbed up to make out with her with a mouth full of her own juice. I was not sure if it was intentional; he kept her legs spread wide while caressing her messy cunt in a circular motion.

The post-orgasm caress felt like forever to me at this point. Other than their kisses, whispers and chuckles came out from the head end of the bed that I couldn't hear clearly.

After a while, Dad lifted her on her knees as he stood on the bed. He guided her hands to caress his dad's gut, and then she untapped the towel on his waist.

I had always thought a 5cm (2 inches) difference in dick size wasn't too significant. That was what she told me until that 18cm (7 inches) sprung out in front of my girlfriend's face.

She covered her mouth and chuckled. She blushed up to her ears.

"Glad you like it." He looked down at my girlfriend with a conquerer's smile on his face.

Dad took my girlfriend's hands by the wrists and wrapped her fingers around that thick girth.

He did not look at me for approval. He knew what he had and what I had. That was the level of confidence he got.

Looking at a girl wrapping two hands around a cock in real life was an incredibly surreal experience.

It shows me the real-world difference between those two inches.

My girlfriend turned to me carefully. I knew she wanted to say something but was concerned about hurting my feelings.

"Bigger than Alan's?"

She looked up at him and nodded.

"How big he's got? Show me." He demanded her to make a measure with her fingers.

My girlfriend cropped a length to show my size on his cock.

He chuckled, "Trust me, you will love it." Gently, he guided her to put his lips on his balls as she kept glancing towards me.

I had to stop stroking because that was the hottest thing I had ever seen.

And that had pushed me to the verge of exploding.

(End of Pt. 2)