Act I - Drool Mode
While I am writing this, my girlfriend Lena is laying next to me on the couch, naked and casually jilling her pussy while watching some porn on the big TV screen.
She and her friends went to some kind of magic show, and when she came back late in the evening, she entered our appartment, stripped down her clothes, sank to her knees on the floor and started masturbating. She didn't even care, what I was doing.
It's been about two weeks now, that she is constantly drooling over some porn - or my cock. See, even though I was worried for a second, I quickly realised I don't mind her state. You have to know my girlfriend is a total knockout, best fitting term is: blonde bimbo bombshell. She's about 6 ft tall, long legs that end in a tight but peachy butt that she used to constantly train at the gym. She has a well defined stomach she is really proud of that emphasizes the curve where her boobs start. From all the sports she did her boobs got kinda flat and her insecurities made her get a boobjob the day after she turned 18. Since then, she's sporting a proud and prominent 34D set of tits. Her long bleached blonde hair is doing the rest to finish her bimbo looks.
So with a body like that you can probably imagine I didn't mind looking at her while she drooled all over her tits, sitting on the floor and begging for my cock with her eyes. That first night I fucked her two times, just to wake up to her, already sitting on my cock and bouncing her way into the day.
And she just kept going. Since all her courses were online, she leasured on the couch, kept her laptop next to her just so her name shows up on the attendance list and blankly stared at the porn that was rolling on the TV. I left her like that and went to work. When I came back, she was sitting on the floor by the door, legs spread, her body wet all over and a string of drool hanging from her lips, providing a neverending stream of liquid drooling over her tits, then her stomach and then to her hand, continiously working in an out of her pussy. The moment I opened the door, her eyes wandered to my face but never really focussed and seemed to see through me - she just opened her mouth a little wider. I took the welcome and sank my cock right in.
It's been like that ever since. She is just a doll for me to use, a drooling mess, no longer identifying herself as a human being but as three holes always ready to be used as anyone sees fit. I leave for work with her on the couch, wishing her a happy gooning day. She smiles at me absent-minded and continues to pump her fingers or a dildo into her cunt. When I come back, she's either still there or waiting for me at the door with a drooling open mouth. If she's still on the couch and I had an exhausting day, I strip off my clothes, grab a pillow to kneel in front of her and leasurely pump my cock into her swollen pussy. When she feels me getting close, she drops down to her knees in front of me and obediently opens her mouth. Sometimes I aim, sometimes I just shoot all over her face. Either way, she pushes all the cum to her lips and swallows.
