Cuckets of Fun | Finale (Patreon)

Meesh's orgasm lasted for what felt like minutes, his hips grinding relentlessly into Joan as he filled up her crammed pussy to the brim with cum. A spray of it had accumulated under her buttocks, with fresh cum drooling out as his cock throbbed the last of his load inside her. His purr was deafening as he grinned down at her, interrupting her pleasured gasping with a deep kiss, her gasps turning into a moan as he ground his hips into hers one final time.

Jerry stayed dutifully near his fiancee, kneeling at her side while he got a front row seat of her kissing this man she had only just met. He could hear more than see the wet squelch of Meesh's cock withdrawing from her, before the big cat sat back in the corner of the couch, catching his breath and admiring his handiwork. Joan lay contentedly, eyes closed and mouth caught in a smile, as post-orgasm warmth spread through her. Her hand squeezed Jerry's, acknowledging his silent presence.

It took a little longer for Meesh to acknowledge Jerry, eyebrows lifting as if he forgot Jerry was there.

"Jerry, my man... that is one hell of a girl you've got!" He said, laughing as he leaned forward to pick up his beer from the table. "Sorry I sorta made a mess out of her... Just kind of, y'know. Felt so good I didn't wanna stop! You know how it is, right?"

Jerry, in fact, didn't know how it was, but he kept silent.

Meesh took a swig of the beer, eyes returning to the puffy, cum-drooling pussy he had just left. "I have to say, I thought her pussy was pretty before, but it looks fucking incredible now."

Jerry had to clear his throat before he returned with a warbly "Oh?" He shifted around Joan to get a better look.

Despite the whirlwind of emotions he was feeling, he had to agree. He was always inclined to think his fiancee was the prettiest woman on earth, and seeing her dazed from pleasure, happily immobile with her freshly-fucked pussy splayed open (even if another man's cum was oozing forth from it), he was convinced she had never looked more beautiful. Despite the unusual night he was having, in truth, he had never felt more love for the woman who was going to be his wife.

Jerry felt the last vestiges of jealousy melt away as he shared in her satisfaction. In fact, he felt more committed to Joan than he ever had, and in that moment thought of how he could make her feel even better.

He licked his lips.