Previous Parts: Part 1 here, Part 2 here

Quick disclaimer, all characters are over 18. This is set in the UK where the legal drinking age is 18

Additional Tags: References to [Cum Play] [Group Sex] [Drug Use], plus [FMF Threesome] [Creampie]

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Part 3

The stretch is insane. A brutal, eye watering fullness I’ve never had before – and now I’ll never be ever to go without… It’s amazing… The sensation driving a low groan of dark, dirty pleasure from both of us, a lust charged harmony that changes in pitch when I start to bounce.

Depraved and needy, I lose myself. Grabbing his spread thighs to support myself while he holds my hips and works with my movements – dragging me down hard to drive every inch of his dick as deep as he can… I’m at the edge within a few thrusts – a deep spot I’ve never noticed with smaller guys now aching with intense pleasure, a perfect pressure swelling swiftly and suddenly from beneath my womb.

“Oh God, Tim… Oh fuck… Fuck, baby - I’m gonna…” My gasping whispers mean nothing, soon replaced by a strangled grunt of release as my orgasm claims me totally.

Tim’s buried deep within me, whole length of that glorious cock wrapped and squeezed in my tightly clenching walls, my thighs cramping, hips bucking as I lose control and convulse on his lap.

There are no words from my lover, just the intense pressure of his hands holding me tight at the waist, the shuddering breaths of a man on the very ragged edge of control – one tiny movement enough to upset the balance and make him erupt.

I may have given in and decided to throw away my chance at glory in the Cumslut Cup by fucking him, but it seems Tim’s still rooting for me… Holding onto his own huge release to give me a chance at victory. Valiantly resisting my greedy pussy’s attempts to milk his perfect, girthy dick…

He lasts a few seconds longer, riding out another series of clenching spasms from my cum-hungry kitty before lifting me off his cock with a long, tortured groan.

“Quick -” He gasps, as I feel him start to throb and jerk between my cheeks. – “Get the cup!”

I’m barely in time, twisting the top off as I feel the first dull flick of wet heat shoot up my lower back, bunching my skirt as best I can in front of my belly to try stop it getting completely hosed…

Leaning forward, I gently roll my hips while he moans and shudders behind me, a glorious flood of hot cum spurting over my fat cheeks, dripping and running into my ass crack, dribbling down through all the tender, throbbing puffiness below… I feel like the dirtiest, happiest slut that ever lived – this beautiful man pumping his balls dry over my hot young body, every drop a love letter to me.

When he’s done gasping and grunting, Tim holds out a shaking hand for the cup, gently pushing all his generous load into the little plastic cup until it’s full. When he passes it back, I can’t help give a dirty grin at the weight of it – the heat of all that fresh seed in my hands, wishing again I could’ve felt it rushing in to fill the deepest parts of me…

“Wow…” He breathes once our dirty harvest’s complete. “You’re fucking incredible – anyone ever tell you that?”

“Most of them can’t speak after…” I answer with a throaty chuckle. “But then again, most of them can’t get anywhere close to giving me what you just did. I’ve never cum like that before – that was amazing…”

He holds me against him a while longer, curled up in his big arms while we praise each other some more before he gets dressed and wanders over to the sink to get some wet wipes.

I can’t resist a taste of the drying mess smeared up my back before he cleans me, enjoying the surprising sweetness while he’s turned away and busy over by the kitchenette.

Tim tends to me carefully, wiping me clean while I stand and present my bubble butt to him, wondering whether he’d eat me out from behind if I asked him nicely…

I’m sure he would.

Dirty boy…

*

“See you later,” I whisper against his ear when he kisses me goodbye outside the medical tent, promising to meet up with me once his shift is over.

Now I’ve got four hours to work out how I can get Josie and Becks out of the tent for the rest of the evening… Unless they’re fine with being kept up all night that is – there’s no force on this planet that’s going to stop me fucking Dr Tim until one or both of us passes out...

It’s too hot to rush to the tent and claim victory, air still baking hot despite the setting sun. The festival site looks amazing – pink-orange smears of wispy cloud above a deep blue; golden light of dusk hitting the straw-like grass and making it glow a pale amber.

It feels otherworldly; ethereal – like I’m walking through some parallel realm. Music fills the air, joining the scent of hemp and hops. Beer and weed keeping these crowds buzzed but mellow – balanced as all things should be.

Walking back to the campsite, I’m alarmed at a sudden desire to have Tim’s babies, entertaining a brief, flashing fantasy of being pregnant, riding him while he runs his hands over my swollen belly…  Yeah, looks this competition has done some pretty wacky things to my head and my hormones over the last few hours. Still, our kids would be fucking cute… No-one could deny that.

Checking my phone, I see the location of the others, cursing quietly when I realise they’re already back at the yurt. There’s no way they’ve done better than me, surely?

My fears are confirmed when I approach the pale-cream tent, hearing my friends’ voices drifting out from the dimly lit opening.

“There she is!” Josie exclaims as I duck through the entrance. “We thought you might have given up – your phone showed you by the medical tent for quite a while. You OK?”

“Better than OK.” I answer, giving my buxom friend a cheeky grin before looking over to search for Becks. I spy the elfin little blonde on her bed, spread-eagled, condensation-frosted bottle of water held against her crotch. “Whoa! Fuck happened to you!?”

Becks gives me a dirty chuckle, bloodshot eyes rolling slightly as she raises her head to look over.

“The starting 15 for Gloucester Rugby Club’s Academy team – that’s what happened to her…” Josie answers for our supine friend. “She baked off her tits, Kat – you won’t get much out of her, other than how she’s never cum so much in her life… Best I’ve been able to work out is that they ran a train on her – put her on her back in the middle of their hospitality tent. Forwards took her pussy, Backs took her mouth – whole team took a turn, each one blowing his load over her chest.”

I raise my eyebrows, shuffling over to where Becks is grinning like a loon.

“She’s a bit sore, but she’ll be fine – they all sat around and got stoned with her once they’d filled her cup and cleaned her off.” Josie looks over maternally while I sit and stroke Becks’ hair. “She called me to come get her when she realised she could barely see straight…” 

Cum-drunk and high as a kite… I envy the blissed-out, goofy look on Becks’ face. I’d thought my afternoon screaming and creaming at the end of Dr Tim’s daddy-cock might have been enough to out-slut my friends today, but it seems I was wrong.

“So did she…?” I begin, looking over to Josie. The curvy beauty rolls her eyes and points over to the corner of the tent.

“See for yourself… Honestly, Kat, I think we might have to retire the thing after this year – there’s no way we’re cleaning all that off.”

Following her gaze, I see the gold-painted dildo trophy balanced on a plastic plate on Becks’ suitcase. Glazed top to bottom with sticky white ejaculate – running out over the egg cup glued to its tip to coat every ridge and swell of the thick, nine-inch member.

“Holy shit…” I murmur in awe, giving Becks a gentle hug and a kiss on her forehead. To be honest, I feel like I should be saluting her… There’s no doubting it, her efforts have surpassed even Dr Tim’s heroic hyperspermia.

It’s time to crown our champ - “Ladies, looks like we have a winner!”

Amidst the laughter, smiles and patter of ironic applause from Josie, Becks finally raises her head to look at us both, goofy grin painted over her face.

“I won!” She exclaims, giggling – “I won with cum!”

*

Josie and I let our well-fucked friend rest, making sure she’s comfortable with plenty of snacks and water before we head back out to the festival site.

“How did you do?” I ask as we stroll towards the sounds and colours down the hill. “I was kinda sure you’d win it to be honest…”

“Awww – so sweet!” Josie replies with a mocking tone “My bestie thinks I’m the biggest slut…”

Laughing, I try and defend myself. “Well, y’know – you do certainly have the ‘equipment’ for this! Fuck, I’d love to have your tits…”

“Back ache and a never ending line of pervs… Yeah, sure… You’re welcome to them, babes…” She sighs, looking over at the looming sight of the Pyramid stage in the distance. “The girls only came out to play once, I’m afraid – got a quick tit-wank in with a cute DILF behind the burger van, but then I got rumbled by security.”

Josie looks over at me with a dirty look in her eye, pushing a stray hair behind her ear. “Honestly, I swear there was a time when all I had to do was look at a bouncer and he’d be begging to fuck me… Turns out I found the only security guard in Britain without a boob fetish – bloke threatened to kick me out if I kept ‘soliciting patrons and indulging in public sex acts’! What a prick…”

“Oh, sweetie – I’m sorry…” My sympathy real – I feel bad that Becks and I have had so much fun and Josie’s had to go without. Then a devious thought crosses my mind…“What if I told you I might be able to help you blow off some steam…”

Josie doesn’t need much persuading once I’ve told her all about Dr Tim and his impressive talents, the two of us joining my beautiful man as soon as his shift is done and he emerges from the medical tent.

To my complete lack of astonishment, Tim’s only too happy with the suggestion that dark and sultry E-cup Josie accompanies us to his tent to spend the night…

*

I think it’s five, but I’ve lost count…. Guess ‘cumming your brains out’ really is a thing, huh?

There were certainly two sitting on Tim’s face… Straddling his head and watching Josie jerk his huge cock between her gorgeous tits. Then Josie gave me another, eating me out while Tim fucked her from behind. Fuck, that was a good one… Looking up into my man’s face while he was balls deep in my best friend – staring at my fat little pussy getting devoured…

Another when I fingered myself while sucking him off…

Oh, and then it was two more when I rode him once Josie had passed out… One bouncing my thick ass of his hips while I took his big dick as deep as I dared, then another when he finally gave me the big load I’d been dreaming of... Enough to have it dripping out onto his abs as soon as I leaned forward to kiss him – Oh yeah, certainly going to need more of that…

Six perfect, mind-blowing orgasms shared with my lover and my best friend. The most special and intense way to end this crazy, amazing day.

Glastonbury, you’ll always have a special place in my heart – dreamy Somerset backdrop for the story of this happy little cumslut’s awakening, and how she came to find the man who changed her life forever.

That’s right folks. I may not have won the cup that year, but I certainly won a bigger prize that weekend. One I’ll always treasure…

That's the end of this little series folks - hope you enjoyed it! And for anyone going to Glastonbury this weekend, I hope you have an amazing time ;)

Antonio x