My Cosplayer Girlfriend Likes To Watch 11 (Patreon)

"I feel good today, like a woman reborn!"

You, however, did not feel very good, and certainly not like a man reborn. A sneeze wracked through your body, lancing pain through every muscle and firing up every nerve before erupting from your nose, leaving it stinging. Every bit of you was pain.

Janine had the good graces to look at least a little contrite, which she better, considering your cold was the byproduct of her hogging the blankets last night. You'd thought it was a joke, a cliché, but then your life had become rather full of those lately... fortunately, as many romantic comedy tropes as you ran through, you were quite happy that your life was not, in fact, a rom com.

Janine's voice could reach some pretty high pitches and be very loud, as your neighbors had complained about once or twice, so fighting with her every day would likely leave you deaf very quickly.

Besides, the stupidity of a romcom would deny you the pleasures of the flesh, be it Janine's or someone else's, and you would absolutely not have that. Speaking about which, your hands reached out and brought Janine's warm body against yours, and you kissed her cheek.

"Ew, you're getting snot all over me!" she complained, giggling a little before working herself off of your group. "If I didn't know better, I'd think you got sick on purpose just to not come with me today!"

Well, part of you didn't want to go, you had a lot of work to do in the first place, but... it's not like you wanted to feel miserable!

"Sorry," she said, wincing. "It's okay, I'll- I'll call if anything comes up, alright?"

You nodded, letting her go, and then laying back down on the bed, pulling the covers back on and relaxing.

Janine smiled, kissed your cheek, and then put a box of tissues next to the bed. You were going back into unconsciousness. The next time you woke up, you almost thought Janine had returned unexpectedly, but instead, between blinks you recognized Elizabeth, wearing a rather skimpy maid costume.

Taller, not quite as busty... you hadn't seen her in a while, it was definitely a welcome surprise. She put her hands on her hips, and cocked them slightly, as she saw you were awake. "Cuz' called, said she couldn't stay but her beau was feeling under the weather," she said.

You felt something warm, soft and quite pleasant playing with your cock... Elizabeth's hand, covered in a satin glove, was indeed a very nice way to wake up your other self.

"This guy seems pretty healthy to me though!" she said with a giggle. "Did you just want to dodge Janine's meet?" she asked. "I know that some of her friends are... not the best with men," she said, looking like she wanted to say something else. "I heard her favorite blogger's gonna be there, so she couldn't not go."

You nodded. The pain had lessened considerably from a couple hours ago, you were definitely feeling a bit better, and the handjob was actually quite pleasant, as Elizabeth sat beside you on the bed, giving you a slow paced handy to keep you entertained. Your hand moved automatically, feeling a bit lethargic and weak, but finding her crotch rather easily.

Her panties felt nice against your fingers as you pressed softly against her crotch.

She stopped you, however, her hand on your wrist, gently moving it away. "Nope, none of that, not today!" she said, with a wink. "You need your rest, and you need company, and you need some good chicken soup," she said. "Just leave it aaaall to us!" she said, giving you a thumbs up, and sliding down keeping your now fully hard cock in place as she settled between your legs.

Without further ado, she took your cock into her mouth, and began giving you a slow, warm and very gentle blowjob, clearly doing her utmost not to overwhelm you. It actually felt amazing, and you realized that you very much needed some gentle and tender loving, careful and slow... 

Her fingers caressed and rubbed your thighs, crotch and balls, and her tongue and mouth worked you over slowly but surely. You sighed and leaned back, closing your eyes, keeping in your mind's eye the image of the sexy blonde bobbing her head back and forth over your cock, and feeling the bliss of her tongue, lips and fingers all over you. 

You wondered where she'd even gotten the maid costume, and opened your eyes to look it over. A micro skirt that would reveal her panties if she bent even slightly, with a tiny apron at the front, a top that was more of a breast band with a maid themed black and white color scheme, those weird puffy shoulder things presumably attached to her top somehow, and her hair kept out of her face with the standard and recognizable hairband...

She made porn maids look positively restrained with that outfit, and even though she wasn't as voluptuous as Janine, she filled her costume quite well nonetheless. You felt too weak still, otherwise you would have grabbed that peachy butt waving back and forth as she gave you a dedicated and devoted blowjob.

The dirty pleasure of having sex with a woman that wasn't your girlfriend also added to it, on some level, but it was overpowered by the fact that you knew this woman had come here at Janine's call and urge, and that Janine would no doubt expect, nay, encourage this behavior from her.

All the pleasure was getting to your head, waves coming from your cock as she intensified her motions just slightly, applying the slightest bit more pressure, reaching your limit, in your weakened state, and throwing you right over it, your body going even weaker, as you nearly melted into a satisfied pile of pleasured man, your cum erupting and flowing from your balls directly into her stomach.

She sucked, swallowed, and the feel of her draining your balls almost made you feel better by itself, like she was sucking some sort of poison off of you.

After a minute or so, you finally finished ejaculating, though you may be weak and in pain, the size of your loads was by no means diminished, and their thickness seemed up to par, based on Elizabeth's reaction. She hummed in contentment, kissed the tip of your cock, and tucked you back into your underpants. 

She wiped her mouth with her gloved hand and smiled at you. "Alright, now that your morning wood's taken care of, I'll be making you lunch. I'm sure after feeding me, you're gonna need to recharge," she said with a wink. "Don't worry, I definitely won't leave you alone," she added, stretching a bit.

Into the room walked Amanda, then. Her hair was dyed pink, from the last character she'd played, and she too wore a similar maid costume, although her more athletic, taller frame filled it up in a different way, it was no less enticing. Amanda was a beautiful woman, and you could definitely think of way worse things to look at.

You did, however, question their simultaneous presence.

Amanda smirked. "You can imagine that Jan went into a panic and called everyone who she knew was free and willing to help, and hey, you've done us some real solids so why not?" she asked. "We'll take care of the chores today, you just rest yourself, alright?"

The sight of the two extraordinarily hot women wearing tiny maid-themed outfits... well, some people would think that you were exposed to such sights so often you'd be bored of it, but the sight of your erection would've convinced just about anyone that you were not, in fact, anywhere near close to being bored of it.

You didn't think you ever could grow bored. 

"Alright, I'll go finish up and bring lunch, you take care of that monster," Elizabeth said, nodding at Amanda.

The pink haired maid nodded, grinning. "Oh, it hasn't been so long but it feels like ages since I had a chance to take this one for myself," she said, licking her lips. "I'm so jealous of Jan..."

"You're telling me," Elizabeth said. "Just remember to turn the recording software on, you know Jan!"

Amanda nodded and laughed. "Oh, don't worry, I know," she said. "You don't have a problem with that, right?"

At this point...

It excited you more than enough. Amanda set up the recording software. The equipment to film yourself having sex with women was all there and in place... it was your primary source of income these days. Sure, you might not be the most popular of people, but what had started as supplementary income had become a bit of a regular thing.

Luckily, it had not been too difficult to find women willing to work alongside you and Janine for this. Especially considering that as time went on, you felt less and less comfortable doing it with Janine where others could see. It felt weird, off, like it just wasn't... right.

This, however?

Amanda hiked her skirt and revealed she wasn't wearing any panties under it. She was clean shaven, not a hair out of place, but most importantly, she made a motion to point her ass at the camera, and spread open her cheeks. "See this?" she asked, turning to face it. "This is going to eat up your boyfriend's cock, and you're going to come home and suck him off later, and you're gonna taste my ass all over your boyfriend's cock, Jan. Doesn't that sound wonderful?"

You let out an unexpectedly heavy breath through your nose. Dirty talk, of all things.

"By the time you come home, we're gonna drain every single drop of his semen and work off his sickness," she said, "and he's gonna be too tired for you, you're going to have to pleasure yourself to this recording... how sad!"

Amanda turned back to you, then giggled, her hands running down your chest.

"As if that could ever happen," she said, her free hand grabbing your cock and lining it up with her asshole. "I'm still so jealous, you know... so jealous of you two," she said, sighing in pleasure as she began gobbling up your cock with her absurdly tight ass, her walls feeling like a bunch of tiny, wet and slimy hands grasping your cock, wrapping all over it.

She groaned, and you did too. You expected to feel some bolts of pain, but it seemed you were feeling a bit better already. Fortunately, because you didn't think you could keep from tensing up when you felt her eat about half your cock with her butthole. The dirty, filthy pleasure compounded on itself, and grew even more intense as she slowly descended more, until she rested her cheeks on your hips, and your cock had nearly split her in twain.

"You're still... the best... I've ever- geh," she winced, "every time... you've ruined me, you know," she said, "every time I'm with another man I'm thinking about you," she said, "you need to take responsibility..." she groaned. "You and Janine, you ruined me," she said, giving you a grin that suggested she didn't regret it one bit.

You would... definitely take responsibility! She began moving, rocking her hips, slowly, patiently, and the feeling of coming in and out of her tight, warm anal passage was enough to actually bring a bit of a headache up, but at the same time, the overwhelming waves of pleasure she caused to erupt from your crotch and wash all over your body felt so good that it didn't matter.

The intensity increased, and though she was trying to be gentle, it was obvious that as her own pleasure mounted, she was slowly but surely losing control, and soon enough, the bed creaked as she slammed her ass down on you, eating up your cock to the root every single time, and coming almost all the way out every time she went up.

You groaned, in pain and pleasure, as you finally reached your limit, and painted her bowels with your thick babymaking juice, pouring it up her ass with such heat and intent that she responded in kind, cutting her cry off with a gasp and a hiss as she squirted a bit, just a tiny bit, of her juice all over your chest and stomach, though the moment your first shot erupted from your cock, she lost control and actually squirted all over your chest.

You winced at the feeling.

Well...

A warm bath and a warm bowl of soup sounded absolutely fantastic right about now. "Hey guys, lunch's-.. oh... you want me to delay so you guys can finish up?" Elizabeth said, poking her head in through the door. "Or would you rather I join up and give you guys a hand?"

Amanda looked at her, then she looked at you, and chuckled. "Help me draw a bath, come on... before he gets even sicker. You guys keep a lot of spare bedding right?"

Yes, you did. A lot. You wordlessly pointed at where it was, while Elizabeth helped you to your feet, and walked with you to the bathroom, while Amanda dealt with the mess she left behind. As you prepared to go into the bath by washing up, Elizabeth set the tub to fill up... and began working her way out of her clothes. 

Your body was well trained, despite its current weakness, and as she struck some obvious and shameless poses, showing off every curve of her body, you rolled your eyes, grabbed her by the hips while she was bent over and 'checking the water on the tub', and then went right past her moist labia, which hadn't been touched by water at all, and directly into her soaking wet pussy, the naughty wet sound definitely not coming from the water she was playing with.

It would be a long afternoon, but at least, by the time Jan came back, both her cousin and her friend would be quite satisfied, and your cold was almost entirely gone. 

Unfortunately, it was because you'd apparently passed it onto them, which would necessitate three days of you and Jan taking care of them back at home until they were healthy again. Fortunately, the resultant slumber party video went over very well...