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Welcome back! To newcomers, these stories attempt to expand upon and detail a cohesive science fiction universe. There is a theme however, involving dick girl sex, lesbians, and scant few male characters. I tend to think these stories are geared to hetero males, lesbians, and bisexuals. (Sorry, hetero ladies, I love ya and that’s why I warned ya.)



Recap: Captain Chester won close to a year’s worth of time with two Avashai, Leifa and Macy, through a streak of winning gambles with an old friend. Since then, they have accompanied him on his ship, the Amphitryon. The ship also carried several girls from Earth.



Nina was a Peurto Rican from the Bronx. She and her fiancee, Renee, met in college as roommates. She unsuspectingly bought an alien symbiont while looking for a strap on dildo in Chinatown. They had been through a lot since then. Now that she was leaving Earth forever, she was preparing to join with the symbiont, and Leifa had suggested a joining ceremony, with Macy and Renee in attendance.




Nina couldn’t wait to have that symbiont attached to her. She lay down on the bed blindfolded like Leifa had instructed. She heard soft ambient music playing, which gave the room a palpably sensuous mood.



Macy and Leifa sat on the edges of the bed, close to Nina. She could envision their curvy feminine figures, their always graceful and deliberate movements. She could sense Renee as well, standing at the foot of the bed. They were all her lovers.



Nina felt lips brushing against her skin, moving over her shoulders and neck. When they reached her lips she kissed back eagerly, and she judged by the sweet taste and temperament the lips belonged to Macy. She felt Macy’s heavy breasts resting on hers, and another set of lips kissing her hips and licking her thighs. Nina’s heart began to speed up, and she spread her thighs wide.



Leifa’s tongue flickered over Nina’s sex, and Nina began to moan.



Nina was absorbing amari, a sensuous narcotic, through the saliva of the two Avashai. Her breathing grew faster and her nipples grew deliciously hard and sensitive. She began to slowly writhe, unable to keep still. Laying on her back, she could feel her heart throbbing in her chest. Her breasts and thighs pushed up against the heavy breasts of the Avashai.



She decided that it was Leifa’s tongue tickling and teasing her labia, because the saliva was making her very hot. She arched her back and pressed her pussy up at Leifa’s mouth.



Macy’s tongue darted between Nina’s lips, and Nina sucked on it passionately. Leifa extended the tip of her tongue into Nina’s sex. Nina, already on fire with lust and anticipation, was beside herself with pleasure as the tongues stroked and teased her. She writhed, reaching out to caress Macy’s head and shoulders, then Leifa’s.



When the full effect of the amari hit, Nina she lost all track of where she was and what was going on. She even forgot that she was wearing a blindfold. All she knew was she felt something wet and pleasant filling her mouth and her pussy. She felt hands on her body, caressing her, holding her legs in position. She closed her eyes and floated on waves of pleasure, higher and higher.



“Very good,” Macy said, pulling her tongue away from Nina’s sparkling red lips. Leifa pulled back as well. They removed Nina’s blindfold.



Nina continued to writhe on the bed. She arched her back and cupped her breasts unconsciously. Her firm, round melons were a pretty sight, and Renee was watching, smiling.



“More,” Nina moaned.



Renee was holding the symbiont. It looked like a mere strap on dildo, but it had taken on a light brown skin tone that matched Nina’s. As she held it, the others looked at Renee’s smiling face. Renee’s eyes were sparkling with delight and her smile was contagious. Renee had a way of making everyone feel closer, her charisma and beauty was that of an angel.



Nina lifted her heels, then her hips for Renee, as the blonde brought the narrow transparent straps around Nina’s waist and fastened them. Nina was a little nervous, but she chose to smile instead.



“I feel so lucky,” she told Renee.



Do I deserve this? Do I want this?



“Try it out, see how it feels,” Renee said, remembering the night she joined to it. It had been entirely by accident. “If you change your mind,” Renee trailed off, shrugging and smiling.



Part of the joining process was to stroke the symbiont like a real cock. Hoping that it would soon animate, Nina wrapped her hands tightly around the shaft of the strap-on and began stroking it. She moaned with pleasure as she pressed the base against her clit with each downward stroke of her fingertips.



In no time, the strap-on dildo turned from plastic to flesh. Tendrils extended from the base, joining seamlessly and painlessly with Nina’s flesh, then the skin of the symbiont fused with Nina’s to hide the tendrils.



Nina was unaware of any of this. She just kept stroking it because it felt so good to keep pumping it. She couldn’t keep her hands off the long, veiny shaft. She put both hands on it, squeezing and twisting as she jerked it. She felt it come alive, throbbing in her hand, she felt the foreskin slide against the shaft and head. Strange new sensations flowed through her loins, and sweet bursts of pleasure followed her fingertips through each stroke.



Suddenly the cock pulsed and strained. Nina felt as though it was about to break.



“Aeeh!” she cried out. White ribbons of cum shot straight up into the air, falling to land on the bed in drips and drabs.



Leifa turned to Macy and they exchanged looks of amusement.



“It looks like she needs one more go. She came too quickly, the symbiont was still attaching,” Leifa informed the other girls.



“One more time, Nina,” Macy coaxed, her eyes fixated on Nina’s dick, still dribbling precum from its tip.



“Oh it feels, oh god, nnh!” Nina shut her eyes tight as she resumed pumping her fist. She wrapped both hands around the massive erection, barely covering half of it, and jerked off again. Ten or so pumps of her fists and she orgasmed again, this time shooting a dozen or so white jets of cum all over the wall.



It felt so different cumming with a cock, most of her pleasure coiled inside of her loins like a spring. Then when it was about to hit, it felt like her cock would surely pull itself apart. There was a period of sweet tension, when her cock was pumping its load.



“I would say step one is complete,” Leifa said, gently pulling Nina’s hands away from the cock.



Renee just marveled with admiration.



***



As Nina and Renee were engaged in the joining ritual, their friends were in the dining room of the Amphitryon, getting to know their new guest, Kyle.



Kyle was from Earth, he had never been to space, and he only knew what his daughter, Kirsten, had told him so far. He was in awe of it all. He sat at the yellow table sandwiched between her and Bonnie, and Josie sat close by as well.



Bonnie was certainly leaning close to Kyle. Too close for Kirsten’s comfort, but when she made a stern face at Bonnie the insouciant blonde ignored her. If there was one saving grace, it was that her humble, hard working dad was utterly clueless about what a slut Bonnie could be.



“So, my name is Bonnie. Nice to meet you sir.”



“Hi, I’m Kirsten’s dad, Kyle. I’ve heard a bit about you, and you too, um–”



“Josie. Nice to meet you.” She reached past Kirsten to shake Kyle’s hand.



“We know a little about you too,” Bonnie said. “Mostly that you and Kirsten’s mom split up a while back. She mentioned you’re into construction?”



“Yeah, did some crane work in New York..”



Kirsten tried to keep calm, but she found her jaw clenching when she saw Bonnie’s fingertips on top of Kyle’s big hairy hand. She glared at her openly and she withdrew her hand. Didn’t she know what her attention was doing to him already? Kirsten didn’t even want to think about it.



Bonnie had a face that could have made her a model in any fashion catalog. She was no stick figure though. She had curvy hips and a natural set of breasts that, although not huge, many girls might envy. She seemed to be trying to brush his arms with them.



“.. in Patchogue, where I used to drive bulldozer, and a backhoe, you know?”



“I see,” said Bonnie, with a tone of awe and admiration. “That’s great, you’ve done it all.”



“Who wants pizza?” Kirsten broke in. “I’m starving!”



“You know Kyle, your construction skills might come in handy,” Josie said. “We are going to need someone who can pilot heavy machinery.”



“Really?”



“We’re planning to do a little mining work. SG Juggernauts can collect resources that would otherwise be trapped on heavy worlds. You know, like Jupiter’s gravity, but with more rock and metal.”



“Oh, I love Heavy Metal!” said Bonnie, making direct eye contact with Kyle.



“Yeah, I like some too,” he said. “Ozzy Osbourne, Led Zep too of course.”



“Oh my god shut up!” Kirsten groaned, but Bonnie just blew her a fuck-you-too-bitch kiss.



“To get to the mineral rich core,” Josie continued, “You need to fly a kind of tank-ship called an SG Juggernaut.” She slapped her datapad on the table and waved her hand over it, and it began to project a hologram showing a powerful, massive looking machine floating through an intense lightning and wind storm. “It’s gonna be insane. Can you imagine going down to the core of Jupiter-like worlds to collect rare elements by the ton?”



“Well, no–”



“Do you have a wife or girlfriend?” Bonnie broke in.



“Excuse me,” Kirsten objected.



“It matters, I mean we’re leaving Earth, I want to make sure he understands.”



“I explained all of that to him!” Kirsten retorted, indignantly.



“Well? Single?” Bonnie pursued.



“Yes,” Kyle said. He looked at Kirsten, whose expression belied a hint of distaste. He suspected that she felt he was to blame for the divorce. After all, money had been a major factor. “My boss told me he wanted me to stay, but he had to lay off almost everybody. The problem was the housing and construction market. Things were–”



“That’s not what we are worried about,” Bonnie said. “Housing? You can forget about those worries. We have lots of money, and we’re trying to earn more,” Bonnie said. “Enough to buy the Avashai their freedom.”



“The Avashai,” Kyle said. “Oh right, the black and white aliens? I ran into them before. Poor girls, they are lovely though aren’t they?”



“You like them?” Josie asked.



“Of course,” Kyle said. “I mean, I had no idea they would be so, so..”



“Fucking hot?” Bonnie suggested. “Why didn’t Kirsten tell you? They’re like, a little exotic looking but insanely gratifying. Their race is the best lay in the galaxy. You must really be looking forward to it.”



Kyle suddenly had that deer in the headlights look. He didn’t expect a girl like Bonnie to start speaking so brazen and openly about them, especially with his daughter present. What she had said sure pressed his buttons though.



Avashai would never be mistaken for natural humans. They were shaped like women, talked and acted much like women. But they were elaborate and exotic constructs with a radically different psysiology. They were designed to be sex objects incomparably superior to natural human women.



The Alhani had designed the Avashai, and only they knew the secrets involved. While they could have duplicated women, they departed from the natural design in radical ways, from their thinking to their physical forms. Avashai abhorred clothes, preferring to go naked, their full breasts always in view. They were utterly hairless, even their heads had but a small ponytail or other head ornament protuding from a bald scalp. Rather than imitate human pigmentation, Avashai had powder white skin with deep, dark stripes mainly along their arms, backs, and legs. These control stripes could be stroked to elicit certain sexual urges.



No one understood how these stripes precisely worked. The makers of Avashai used a manufacturing process that could not be reverse engineered, and Avashai glands could not be duplicated or understood, nor could the chemicals they produced be duplicated. Some scientists were convinced that a part of each Avashai was connected to another dimension, through a micro wormhole, and some kind of tachyon field cloaked their extended selves.



This was a possibility, considering the mysterious Alhani were millions of years ahead of the other known races. They were believed to have the ability to open and close wormholes at will, thereby transcending space. Alhani secrets were never lost because they vanished whenever they were compromised.



Even the Alhani themselves were vanishingly rare — literally. They are believed to house their bodies in almond shell shaped ships about the size of a van. If anyone had seen what manner of being they contained, they probably had not lived to tell the tale. Stories were told of little green men, or octopus-like creatures, or just members of another galactic race. None of these stories turned out to be credible.



The Alhani designed the Avashai and other sentient entities specifically for humans, and not just men. Avashai had long tongues and retractable cocks and were just as fond of sex with females as they relished males. The Alhani asked for vast sums of raw materials in exchange for Avashai, symbionts, and other commodities. Somehow there were always humans who found a way to pay.



It was a rare and terrible thing for an Alhani symbiont to fall into an Earth girl’s lap.



It was a rare and wonderful thing for a working Bearkin fleet officer to have not one but two Alhani, if only for 180 cycles. He didn’t even have to share — but he certainly noticed their appreciation when he left them a long leash. The Avashai were intimate with everyone on the ship, whenver time allowed for it.



Although Kirsten was firmly in denial, it was apparent to Josie and Bonnie that Kyle would soon be given a taste of their delightful company. Josie was happy for him.



“Let me spell it out for you,” she said to Kyle. Kirsten tried to cover her mouth but she batted her arm away.



“No, that’s okay,” Kyle said, looking down at the table and shaking his head. “Like I said, I’m just an average guy, I’ve already done it all, you know, enough anyway. I don’t need to go chasing after no alien girls.” Even as he spoke, he could feel Bonnie’s mouth close to his ear. She whispered.



“They will fulfill all of your sexual desires. Every last one.”



His heart started to race.



“But if you’d rather see a human girl, I’ll be waiting.”



Bonnie moved back away from Kyle’s ear, smiled, and looked around innocently. Kirsten was shooting daggers. Kyle blinked, unable to keep a calm expression on his face. Bonnie’s naked limbs danced before his mind’s eye, her inviting smile burned in his brain.



Glances and expressions went around the table then, each girl trying to figure out what Bonnie had just whispered.



“Macy and Leifa are our friends,” Josie said. “But, you know, they’re built for sex. That’s their purpose. Put it this way, they will relate to you much better if you–”



“Hey! Come on, do you guys not see me here?” Kirsten protested. “Jeez! He’s here to work!” Kirsten was about to lose it. “I mean, isn’t that what we discussed–”



“You’d deny him the chance?” Bonnie asked, incredulously. “Kyle, whens the last time you had sex?”



“Deny him? I don’t want to think about it!” Kirsten moaned, but she was completely ignored.



“Now hang on, Kirsten,” said Josie, “Give your dad a chance to speak.” The girls all quieted down.



Kyle decided to quickly change the subject. He was afraid his heart might not make it.



“Well, I-I-I did come here t-to work,” he managed, wondering why the truth sometimes was so hard to say. “So like, I was wondering. Why are you girls interested in mining? Something about the, uh, Avashai?”



“Good question,” said Josie. “We are trying to buy the Avashai their freedom — Macy and Leifa anyway. Mining is the only way for us to make that kind of money. We don’t have any advanced technical skills, and our ten minutes of fame are coming to an end.”



“So, you were going to sell the minerals to the Alhani, right?”



“No, we are simply selling them for cash to the nearest broker, and using the cash to pay off the owner, Jink,” Kirsten explained.



“Most of the minerals do tend to get purchased by the Alhani in the long run,” Josie broke in.



“Really.” Kyle remembered Kirsten trying to explain the Alhani to him, but it was all getting clearer now that he could believe his ears.



“So I’m curious,” Kyle said, leaning on his elbows, “In exchange for one Alhani, roughly how much raw materials would you need to pay?”



“I don’t know,” Josie said. “What’s the answer?” she intoned to her datapad.



Datapads were designed by default to always listen and parse the words that were spoken. It kept a transcript of the conversation in cache so that it could answer vague questions in the context of a conversation. In seconds the datapad projected a holographic chart. It was an example of what had been paid for one particular Avashai named “Klarissa.”



“Wow, over 4,000 kilos of uranium, and 20,000 kilos of platinum?” Kyle marveled at the long list of other elements. Half of the periodic table seemed to be present.



“How big would seven times ten to the tenth power tons of iron be?” Bonnie asked.



“Seventy million tons,” Josie said.



“I know but like, that seems like a lot!” Kirsten said.



“Yep, and look at all the other metals with millions of tons,” Josie replied, not convinced that Kirsten had known how to read scientific notation.



“This is for a single Avashai?” Kyle asked. “What are they doing with all those raw materials?”



“I don’t know,” Josie said, looking at the other girls for a clue.



They shrugged and looked around. No one knew what the Alhani did with those massive amounts of raw materials.



“I don’t know,” Kirsten said. “Seems to me someone thinks they are worth it.”



“Can a single person mine that in their entire lifetime?” Josie asked.



“Yes.” said the datapad.



“How long in Earth years using an SG Juggernaut?”



“56.3 years, given the minerals are present at the site and mining activity is continuous.”



“Continuous is impossible, you need sleep,” Kyle murmured. “Unless they found a fix for that.”



“I don’t get it,” Kyle said. “They’re supposed to be so advanced, why don’t they just go get it themselves with robots or something?”



“Well,” Josie began, “There are problems with that if you really want to put that kind of plan into action. The galaxy is vast and lots of systems have complicated engineering challenges to overcome, such as variations in heat, radiation, gravity, solar storms. If you don’t predict certain considerations beforehand, you would wind up with major setbacks.”



“Right, but the Alhani were smart enough to make the Avashai, they’re smart enough for that stuff. Uh, you know, artificial intelligence.”



“Oh yes, but making predictions requires making observations and having patience — ”



Kyle was shaking his head.



“What?” Josie asked.



“Exploit them? Alhani could make limitless robots. Who needs humans?”



“I guess I never really thought about it,” Josie said.



“You see, I know business,” Kyle said. “Working in construction, you try to keep stuff in house when you can. You contract out jobs when you can’t, but when that happens, you say to yourself something like next year, our guys are gonna get that construction job.”



“Maybe it’s just busywork,” Kirsten said.



They all grew quiet.



“I don’t know,” Kyle said, as a chill seemed to blow into the room.



“All I care about is making that money,” Josie said. “That’s my plan, and if mining is the way, I’m gonna see that it gets done right.”



“I guess so, I mean, fuggetaboutit!” Kyle exclaimed, and the girls chuckled.

Just then, there was a crackle of static noise and a large man wearing an armored leather bodysuit appeared. It was the gorgonite known as Loki. They all froze with surprise, their smiles fading fast.



Loki smiled broadly and warmly. He seemed to be in high spirits.



“We finally meet again, ladies!” he said, affecting an Australian accent. “Say, I don’t think we’ve met before,” he said, reaching his hand out to Kyle. Kyle extended his out of surprise, and they shook.



Loki noticed the datapad lying on the table, and a wireless transmitter in his brain began hacking into its voice recognition databanks. Meanwhile he looked around the table, eyebrows raised, a thin smile on his lips. No one knew quite what to say.



“Oh, that’s fine, if no one will invite me to sit down I’ll just stand.”



***



It was time for Leifa and Macy to give the lover girls some time to themselves. Before they left, they reminded Nina of some very important rules regarding the symbiont.



“Remember, for now you can still take it off easily by pulling on a little tab under your scrotum,” said Macy. “It’s only permanent if you fall asleep with it on. Even then, if you really don’t like it anymore, he will understand and detach. So if you have second thoughts, don’t fret too much.”



“I thought you said it would be really hard to separate from? Like it would make me go crazy?”



“No, Miss Nina, it’s not like that at all,” interjected Leifa. “We said that if I tune it incorrectly, it could be bad like that. You have my word that it’s tuned perfectly. Now, separating is possible but it has to be mutual. If you have willpower, it will be easy.”



“I see,” Nina said, a little uncertain. “Well, I guess it will be alright.”



“I also want to remind you, masturbating and group sex will bring you up in phases.”



“Yes, I understand the phases,” Nina said. “I remember how Renee was too.”



“Okay, but remember, because the 33 series symbionts do have a way of drawing themselves into risky situations,” Leifa said.



“Here,” said Macy, placing a stack of trays on the night table. “We’ve left you some food trays.”



“Bye bye,” Leifa said. Walking gracefully to the door, they turned and waved once more before exiting. The doors slid shut behind them.



Wasting no time, Renee climbed on top of Nina’s caramel thighs. They began to kiss and caress.



“It looks amazing on you,” Renee said as she looked Nina up and down. Although Nina had a very feminine face and ample breasts, her new cock along with her bobbed hairstyle gave her more of an androgynous overall appearance that pleased Renee greatly.



“Ride me, babe,” Nina replied. Nina must have complimented Renee a thousand times on her looks. She was simply stunning, with innocent eyes and the body of a lingerie model. She was enticed by Renee’s slender waist, the full curve of her breasts and ass were causing Nina’s cock to stand up rock hard.



Renee laid down atop Nina, breast to breast. As they kissed, she reached down to caress Nina’s straining tip. She straddled Nina’s hips, letting her moist pussy lips slide ever so slightly as they pressed against the underside of Nina’s throbbing cock. Her gentle caresses lit a thousand fires inside Nina’s body.



Renee’s silky breasts rested upon Nina’s straining melons. Nina pressed her shaft up against Renee’s dripping slit.



“Oh, you’re wet,” she panted.



Renee nodded.



Although hard before, Nina’s cock now felt as stiff as a pillar of granite, and as jumpy as a live wire. She craved the relief that only Renee’s loving sex could provide.



“Renee, oh God Renee I need you. Ride me!” Nina panted.



The shapely young blonde slowly slid onto the dark, throbbing dick meat that had once been her own. She looked into Nina’s eyes as the shaft penetrated deeper.



Feeling the pleasure as though for the first time, Renee was beside herself. It was a much tighter fit than she realized back when she was using it on her friends. Nina was writhing and squirming underneath her and every movement Renee made seemed to bring Nina closer to the brink.



“Renee, oh, baby! Mmm, so tight! You’re gonna make me cum, oh, oh fuck!” Nina moaned as she thrust into her lover’s tight pussy.



Renee tried to answer, but the words were gone after the first thrust. She felt her pussy getting filled to the top, Nina’s eager cock bumping gently against her cervix. She squirmed, afraid that Nina might batter her delicate insides, but each time she felt the cock bottoming out inside of her it was only a gentle thrill.



Renee remembered that the cock was designed not to harm. She got up and sat down hard on it. Her blonde waves bounced as she took Nina’s dick to the hilt again and again.



The new sensations had Nina spinning. She held still and shut her eyes. Her shaft was ready to blow and she couldn’t seem to hold on. The orgasm came crashing up into her from her pelvis outwards, a roiling, electrifying burst that had her shaking like a live wire.



Renee was loving Nina’s big, hard dick. As she could guess Nina was about to climax, she became very excited. She wanted all the hot, gooey cum that TeeGee could muster. She couldn’t get her mind off of the thought of having that cum pump fill her with that massive dickbutter overload.



“Oh god! I can’t stop! I — I’m — ohh! Ahh!”



Nina’s cock started to pump and spurt, the orgasm took Nina to a new level of ecstasy. One almost painfully delicious spurt led to another, as her cock pumped its load into Renee. The sticky hot fluid spurted up through the blonde’s cervix until her womb was overflowing, and then it inundated her pussy until there was nowhere else for it to go, then it splashed out of her tightly stuffed twat in a series of creamy staccato bursts.



The sensation of hot jets of cum streaming over her inner walls at high-pressure sent Renee into a dizzying orgasm. She felt so full, tears were coming to her eyes. Each new stream of cum sent Renee reeling with pleasure, and Renee’s convulsing pussy coaxed one massive blast of cum after another out of Nina’s cock. Long moments passed before they came down from their mutual cycle of ecstasy.



Nina could see stars tracking through her vision. She and Renee opened their eyes. They found their laps utterly covered in a thick layer of jizz. They looked at each other and smiled, and that erupted into peals of laughter.



As anticipated, Nina’s stomach began to growl. Nina’s caloric intake would have to just about triple to keep up with the symbiont, and the symbiont was ready to collect its due. There was no denying it.



Next to the bed, food trays were stacked five deep. Nina grabbed the first and wolfed down the savory meats and vegetables as if they were nothing but crumbs. She finished the cheese cake in three bites and went straight to the next tray.



“Oh, so hungry!” she said, excusing herself as she grabbed the entire tray and tilted it sideways so the food slid down to one corner. She used a spoon to scoop it into her mouth, and in seconds it too was gone.



As she ate, she felt her symbiont grow harder and harder. Nina grabbed the third tray. After devouring everything on it, she felt a pleasant sensation of fullness in her stomach. Then, to their surprise, she blew another load, shooting several ropes of jizz straight up into the air. Neither of them had been touching it.



“Mm, it’s so wonderful,” Nina said, savoring the afterglow of her last orgasm. She felt like she could fuck all night. “Thank you for giving me this chance to try –”



“Shh shh shh,” Renee interrupted. “Don’t thank me for that. Thank me for this,” she said, scooting her rear down to the edge of the bed and leaning forward to lick the dribbling precum from the tip of Nina’s cock. She took the whole tip into her mouth and began sucking on it.



“Oh, so good, Renee,” she said.



The blonde sucked on the ten inch pole like an eager young lover, taking it to the back of her mouth and bobbing up and down on the head. The tip alone was quite a mouthful and Renee slobbered up and down on it. Before long she smiled as she tasted a steady flow of precum. It was sweet, like caramel and milk. It turned her on like crazy.



Nina let out a gasp as Renee took her in deeper. She gazed intently, unbelieving, as Renee’s head began bobbing lower and lower on her shaft. She reached up to hold her blonde hair back and get a good look.



Nina watched as Renee took the cock deeper into her open mouth, cramming all ten inches down her throat and bobbing on it like a blowjob goddess.



“Oh fuck!” Nina hissed, the urge to cum mounting. “How — where did you learn to do that?”



Renee kept going, slurping on Nina’s cock until her nose bumped into Nina’s abdomen. Renee reached up and slid her fingers under Nina’s ass cheeks, gripping them and pulling her hips toward her face. There seemed no bottom to Renee’s throat.



Nina head began to spin. She couldn’t understand, but she loved it. She threw her head back and grasped her breasts, pinching and tugging her nipples. Renee continued to suck and suck, taking the veiny brown cock all the way down her throat. She didn’t even come up for air. Somehow she was breathing through her nose. After two minutes, Nina was clawing the sheets, unable to hold back another instant.



“Ungh! Gonna cum–” Nina warned.



Instead of pulling off, Renee grabbed Nina’s hips and pulled her face on all the way, swallowing the twitching shaft and holding on tight as Nina released a flood of cum. She swallowed repeatedly, using her esophageal muscles to massage the shaft. Nina cried out with surprise and excitement as her orgasm peaked. Renee swallowed and swallowed while Nina’s cock spurted a massive load that filled Renee’s stomach with hot white cream.



Renee pulled off with alarm when she felt her stomach filling up and Nina’s cock showed no signs of stopping. She started bobbing up and down on the shaft, cum spraying out of the corners of her mouth and splattering everywhere. Nina held on tight to Renee’s wavy blonde hair, and thrusted her face down onto her cock over and over, bringing a second wave of intense, convulsive spasms.



After toweling off, they lay in each other’s arms and talked, enjoying the afterglow of their lovemaking.



“TeeGee was right to choose you,” Renee said, eyes closed, a blissful smile warming her elegant countenance.



“Why?” Nina asked.



“You two mesh well, I can feel it. You seem so in control. So good.”



“I felt a little out of control.”



“Do you remember how out of control I was? Trust me, you’re doing better.”



“Does it really matter that he chose me?”



“It does, from what I hear.” Renee thought back to her first time with TeeGee, and how many strange thoughts and fantasies filled her mind. It occurred to her that Nina was now probably having the same thoughts. She grinned.



“So, Nina, what kind of fantasies are you having?” she asked, bluntly. “Come on, you can tell me.”



“You know, just,” Nina paused, “Sex.”



“Well I know that,” Renee said, rolling her eyes. “What kind of sex? Go on, tell me.” She lowered her voice to almost a whisper. “Tell me what you want to try next.”



Nina hesitated. She had just had Renee’s mouth and her pussy, did that mean that the next thing would be Renee’s ass? Visions came vividly to her mind, of plumbing Renee’s tight backdoor. She was afraid to describe them to her fiancee. She tried to think of something else, and more visions came to mind, unbidden, as if from a separate mind inside of hers.



“I never thought things like this before,” Nina admitted, still trying to understand what she saw. She was picturing several hot babes on their knees, all of them trying to suck her cock at the same time. One of them was gagging and choking as Nina rammed the long thick meat down her throat. Right when she was about to cum, she pulled out and rained cum down on all of them.



She found that Renee wasn’t even in the picture. She wasn’t in her fantasy, at least that time.



Renee is my only love. Do you hear me?



A vision appeared, with Renee bent over, moaning and drooling with animal lust as she got pounded from behind by some unseen lover.



Better.



“My god, I think I can see you blushing,” the blonde grinned.



“Renee, it’s like my brain is not home. Sexually, I’m a very different person. The symbiont, I’m seeing, and wanting all his perverted fantasies!”



“It’s okay, Nina. That’s how he is. He puts a supercharged sex drive right there in your brain. It takes some time for you both to adjust.”



“Okay, well, I guess I knew that was coming,” Nina said. “Oh, you never told me you could suck cock like that.”



“Oh yeah. A nanotech pill,” Renee replied. “Josie found them, got them for Bonnie and me. It improves esophageal muscle control and modifies the gag reflex. Also opens up a breathing canal next to the windpipe.”



Nina’s eyes were wide. “You lucky–!”



“You can fuck my throat just as deep, and as hard, as you want. Just remember to pull out and cum on my face sometimes,” she giggled. “I want to be able to taste that sweet cum.”



“Alright, alright, I can tell you want to hear some dirty talk,” Nina said with a grin. “Now get down here and suck this cock.”



Renee crouched down between Nina’s long legs and took the rigid meat into her mouth once more.



“Ahh, oh yes,” Nina gasped as Renee encircled the shaft with both hands and stuffed the head into her hot, wet mouth. Nina gathered Renee’s blonde hair into her hands and began gently thrusting her shaft towards Renee in time with her movements.



“Suck it,” Nina said, pushing Renee’s face a little harder up against her shaft. She felt Renee’s throat open for it. “Suck it down deep. Open that throat.” She groaned as she felt her cock sliding into Renee’s neck. Visions of fucking entered her head.



“You wanted to know what I’m thinking? Ramming it into your throat while you choke and gag,” Nina panted. “Then pumping my load right through you.”



True, Renee thought as she wrapped her lips around the thick root of Nina’s cock. Gagging was one of TeeGee’s turn-ons. Too bad, she had no desire to play that game. She bobbed up and down the entire shaft, slobbered on it from root to tip, letting long strings of saliva drip freely down her chin. She wriggled her head from side to side, easing the long, thick shaft down her throat. Nina groaned and sighed, and looked down at Renee. Renee’s eyes were locked on hers.



“You taste so good,” Renee said as she pulled off. “It’s turning me on like crazy to have you in my mouth. Show me another fantasy.” With that, she got on all fours, pointed her hips at Nina, and wiggled them invitingly.



Seeing Renee on all fours, TeeGee filled her mind with images of Renee taking it up the butt, wide eyed and open mouthed as she was stretched and stuffed like a game bird.



Nina positioned herself behind Renee and pressed her meat up against Renee’s slit instead. Renee looked back her. Before she could say another word, Nina began sliding her cock into the blonde’s tight cunt. It seemed like only moments before Nina started hitting Renee in just the right spot, and Renee started cumming so hard she was screaming.



They screwed for several minutes before Renee could calm down enough to catch her breath.



“So good. Oh god! Oh yes,” she chanted.



“You like that, don’t you?” Nina asked. “Your pussy is so tight.”



“It is, and it’s all yours,” Renee said. “My ass is your too. Take me.” She spread her ass wide with both hands.



“Oh, so you want it up the ass? Want this entire dick shoved up there?”



“Yes,” Renee replied. She felt vulnerable as Nina’s stiff cock pressed up against her anus. She was simply glad that she had also taken a nano-therapy for her anus as well, that would prevent strain or injury during anal sex. That, however, was a secret no one needed to know.



Thoughts of massive cock invading asshole swirled through Nina’s brain. She realized it wasn’t just Renee’s ass. She pictured her cock so big it was like a third leg, ramming it into Leifa until it was in her throat. Or just sneaking up on Kirsten in the gym and plowing it into her ass by surprise. The possibilities seemed endless.



She almost didn’t hear Renee’s voice through the fog.



“Ooh, so good baby. I love it.”



Nina was a little shocked to find that she was already fucking Renee’s ass, and she wasn’t sure how long it had been. She took it slow, savored each stroke, and willed herself not to get carried away too soon.



The ivory-skinned sex kitten squirmed and writhed around the fat pole that Nina kept shoving deeper into her butt. Renee tried to look back up at her lover, but the pleasure was dizzying. Nina smiled and pushed harder, encouraged by the unmistakable look of ecstasy on Renee’s face. Nina diddled Renee’s clit and squeezed and fondled Renee’s bouncing breasts. Waves of pleasure began to crest inside Renee, taking her for a tumble through a wash of mindblowing orgasms.



Nina could feel her lover’s ass contract around her shaft each time she brought the lithe blonde to orgasm. Amidst grunts and sighs, she plowed the blonde’s ass over and over, making Renee cum countless times.



Nina herself was on the brink of release. She slowed down, moving less and less, until finally she had to stop all movement or her cock would erupt.



“Are you gonna cum?” Renee panted, feeling the shaft throbbing wildly inside of her tight little rear.



“Ngh! Yes, I’m on the edge!”



“Fill me up with that sweet cum!”



“Here it comes!” Nina squealed. She screwed Renee full speed, screaming while her cock began filling Renee with blast after blast of hot cum. Soon the spurting cock had filled Renee’s colon so much that a queasy pressure started to build up inside of her. She began to groan and squirm.



“Oh, fuck,” she gasped, feeling Nina’s cock pumping more and more hot spooge up her back door. “Are you still cumming? I feel like I’m gonna pop, pull out!”



Nina pulled out, her cock still spurting. Nina sprayed and splattered ropes of jizz up along Renee’s back and shoulders and all over the wall. Cum poured out from Renee’s gaping ass onto the bed in a white puddle.



Nina flopped down on her stomach, spent. They lay there for a moment to recover.



“It looks like someone set off a jizz bomb in our bed,” Renee said with a giggle, propping herself up on one elbow and caressing Nina’s back.



“Mm. How’s your ass?”



“Never better.” They both laughed.



“Come on, let’s take a shower.”



As they headed to the shower, small robots emerged from the air ducts to clean up.



***



While Nina and Renee were planning to go to sleep, the others had all gathered in the dining room, including the Avashai, who were seated side by side. Kyle snuck glances at them repeatedly. Their large, firm white breasts were truly a sight to behold. He was also not sure what exactly the others were talking about.



“You have some nerve coming aboard my ship,” Chester growled. “This violates security protocols. It’s out of my hands now. Understand this, Loki. We can’t continue on our trip. So much for hitching a ride. We’re stopping until you get off.”



“Chester, aren’t you on leave?” Loki replied. “More to the point, aren’t you the captain of the ship? Give your directives and protocols a rest. You’ll find that I’m hardly an imposition.”



“I already saw you hack into secure a comm link. What else are you going to do while aboard this ship?”



“Nothing, I promise! I’m only here to observe, I find this all very fascinating. After all, they were part of my experiment.”



“What experiment?” Bonnie asked.



“You know, the whole leaving the symbiont on Earth for some random person to discover. Which Nina did.”



“Don’t even think about taking the symbiont!” Leifa said.



“Of course not. It’s not mine anymore, remember? That’s part of the whole reason we won the trial and Lady Vera self destructed. I might add that the lot of you were made famous and popular thanks to me.”

Everybody’s heard of Master PC. The program that lets you control people, change them physically and mentally to suit your whim. Make them into sex toys, bimbos, sluts, that’s the usual use. And I’d been tempted, oh yes. When it first showed up in my inbox, a million possibilities had gone through my head. I could have it all, panting love slaves, people giving me their money, all of that. At least, I could have all that if I were willing to ignore that damn conscience of mine. But I just couldn’t bring myself to mess around with people that way. Would I want some total stranger messing around with my head and body? Besides, I had a wife, Andrea, and we were very happy together. We got along great, and we had a really good sex life. Why would I want to fuck that up?



So instead of going the usual route, I decided to share it with her.



I told her about it at dinner one night. We’d splurged on a fancy night out, dressed up — a sharp looking vintage suit for me; a tight, short black silk dress, fishnet stockings, and knee-high black leather boots (but no heels; heels look silly) for her — gone out for a concert, then a meal at one of the ritziest restaurants in town. As usual, there was a lot of sexual tension between us, a lot of playful kissing and brushing up against each other, some not too subtle innuendo about what we intended to do to each other later. With her short haircut and slim build without a lot of big curves, she might not have seemed too hot to some people — but she looked great to me. And what’s more, I knew what she was like in bed, and she had a way of moving that never failed to get a rise out of me. As we lingered over our wine after the meal, I brought up the subject of this interesting computer program I’d gotten hold of.



She laughed out loud. “Oh come on, Simon” she said, “You’ve got to be kidding me. A modern genie in the bottle, granting unlimited wishes? Bit of a fantasy, isn’t it?” She emptied her wine glass and held it out for a refill.



“I’m serious,” I told her. “I knew you wouldn’t believe me, because I know how incredible it sounds. But I’ve tried it out. On myself, I mean. And it works! It really does!”



She grinned at me. “Bullshit. But I’ll play along for now. Why are you telling me? From what you’ve said, you could have turned me into a big-titted whore who wanted sex 24-7, or have your favourite actress in your bed and supporting you. So what’s the deal?”



I grinned back and topped up her glass, along with my own. “Because, my dear, though your tits aren’t very big, I like ‘em just fine, and you’re already up for sex as much as I am. And because, curse the luck, I actually have a conscience that won’t let me fuck around with people like that. But I trust you as much as you trust me, and it occurred to me that we could have a fantastic time with this if we use it together.”



She mulled that over for a minute, looking at me skeptically. I could see she still thought this was some kind of joke, maybe some way to get her to ‘fess up to her fantasies or something. But I could see her nipples starting to show hard through her dress, and her tongue was slowly licking her lips like it did when she started to get aroused. Maybe she was just thinking this was another sex game, one we hadn’t tried before. But whatever she was thinking, it was turning her on. Then she gave me that happy grin of hers again, drained her glass and gestured at me to do the same. “Okay. Let’s go home and see this magic program.”



I quickly finished my wine and rose from the table. “Anything you say, my dear. Let’s be off, and I guarantee you’ll be impressed.”



We hailed a cab outside the restaurant. We’d left the car at home, since we both expected to be rather too drunk to drive by the end of the evening. We’d made pretty good progress on that front; I was feeling pretty tipsy, and Andrea had had as much wine as I had, so I figured she had to be pretty drunk. I was proved right after we piled into the backseat of the cab, where I found myself trying to carry on some kind of conversation with the very chatty driver while Andrea snuggled up against me, licking and kissing my cheek and neck while she slowly unzipped my pants to slip in her hand and stroke my very hard cock. She always had had a bit of an exhibitionist streak. In return, I managed to work my hand up unobtrusively under her coat to play with one of her tits and pinch her nipple a bit. She jumped when I did that, and bit my ear.



I caught the driver giving us knowing (and appreciative) looks in the mirror a few times. We gave him a good tip when he dropped us off.



We stumbled inside the house and dumped our coats on the chair by the front door. Andrea immediately pushed me up against the wall and dove in for a deep, wet, hard kiss, while her hands again fumbled at my fly. I kissed her back, pushing my tongue into her mouth to wrestle with hers, while kneading her ass cheeks through her dress. We grappled with each other for a few minutes right there in the hallway before I pulled my mouth away from hers, grabbed her searching hands away from my cock, and led her into the study, where she stood impatiently behind me while I opened my notebook and brought up Master PC. I logged in, and was prompted to enter a Subject. I entered Andrea’s full name into the box and hit “Enter”. An instant later, an image of Andrea — dressed exactly as she was, black silk dress, fishnet stockings, tall black boots and all — flashed up in the centre of the screen, rotating slowly. Her image was surrounded by tabs for menus, and sub-menus, and sub-sub menus, on anything you could think of about her: physical, mental, emotional, you name it, it was there. Down the side of the screen were listed a series of basic stats: age (35), height (5’2″), weight (123lbs), hair colour (light brown-a 91%/grey-c 9%), eye colour (grey-b), bust (30B), waist (26), hips (31), sexual preferences (hetero 73%, homo 18%, auto-erotic 9%), current state of arousal (high 78%), and so on. All I’d have had to do to find out, say, her blood alcohol content, past or current health issues, or shoe size, was to go into the appropriate sub-menu.



I smiled up at her. She was looking around for a camera; from the perspective of the picture, it should have been hovering at around head height, but there was nothing there. “So what would convince you, hmm?”



“Aren’t you taking this a bit far?” she asked. “I mean, I’m into games and all, but you’re taking this a bit too seriously.” She leaned over to run her tongue up my neck to my ear. “Why don’t we go into the bedroom, and you can fuck me silly?” she whispered temptingly.



“Still don’t believe me, eh? Okay then.” I turned back to the keyboard. “If that’s just a regular camera that you’re looking for,” I continued, “then it’d be a bit hard for me to do this, wouldn’t it?” I clicked a button, and the dress disappeared from Andrea’s image on the screen, leaving only her fishnets, her boots, and a matching set of lacy black panties and bra. The “her” on the screen, of course, had changed position when she did, so it now showed her (without her dress) bent over with her delectable lace-clad ass pushed out and her small breasts hanging down in her bra. It looked a bit awkward and funny, actually, since where she was leaning on me in real life, the picture didn’t show anything supporting her at all. “Aw! You know how I love that set. It was nice of you to wear it for me tonight.”



That got her to pay a bit more attention. It also got her to wiggle her ass around for best effect when the rotating image got to the right angle.



“And whatever the deal is with the camera,” I continued, “it’d be flat out impossible for me to do this, right?” A few more clicks on the appropriate dials on the notebook, and her short, tousled brown hair abruptly changed to a golden blonde colour and grew out long enough to reach down to the ground. I should have thought that one through more carefully; since she was leaning over me, I ended up with a considerable amount of her new hair in my face.



Andrea’s sceptical expression changed to one of disbelief and shock as she straightened up, holding handfuls of her long hair in both hands. She turned to stare at herself in the mirror hanging on the opposite wall, speechless.



“Believe me now?” I asked mildly.



She just nodded. “This is fucking amazing.” She licked her lips. Her nipples were standing out like bullets under her dress. “What else can it do?”



I turned back to the computer. “Pretty much anything you can think of,” I said, typing away quickly. “For instance, let’s see what happens if I type in ‘Andrea finds that clothes worn anywhere on her body but her legs to be constricting and uncomfortable, and will remove any such clothes as quickly as possible’, and hit ‘enter’”. Suiting actions to words, I was quickly rewarded with a brief gasp from Andrea, followed by her hurriedly shimmying out of her dress, undoing her bra, and slipping her panties down over her legs and kicking them across the room. This left her in nothing but her stockings and boots, which I thought looked very hot. Hey, we’ve all got our little foibles, right? I also clicked “undo” for her hair, returning it to its normal length and colour; I was never a big fan of long hair, or blondes.



As she caught her breath and recovered, Andrea gave me a smoking hot look, clearly appreciating the way I was looking at her near-naked body. Her nipples were standing out from her firm, small breasts in a way that I never tired of seeing, and now that her panties were out of the way, I could see distinct traces of moisture between her legs and smell the scent of her arousal drifting from her neatly trimmed pussy. She might have been in her mid-thirties, but she still looked pretty damn good. After posing for a moment, she announced that we both clearly needed fresh drinks, and sashayed out of the room to fetch some wine, swinging her hips fit to wake the dead. She came back with a tray with two fresh bottles and two glasses, which she filled quickly. Then she pulled up another chair next to me. “I can’t help feeling that this has been a bit one-sided so far, lover. How about sharing?”



I pushed back my chair and swung the notebook over to her. “Of course. I told you I wanted to share this with you.” I showed her how to open a fresh window in the program and entered my name into the ‘Subject’ box, bringing up a rotating image of my own body on the screen. You wouldn’t want to do this with someone you didn’t trust, I thought to myself. But I did trust her, and my hard cock testified to the anticipation I was feeling. I took a large swallow of wine as she briefly familiarised herself with the layout.



The first thing she did was even the playing field a bit. Andrea typed for a moment, and I suddenly had an overpowering feeling of being stifled by my clothes. Jumping up from my chair, I ripped them off as quickly as I could, leaving me naked as a jaybird in no time flat. She looked at me with satisfaction. “That’s more like it.” Her eyes dropped to my cock, which was just about at her eye level. “Well, well. Anticipating some fun, are we?” She lightly touched one finger to the tip, swirling it in the rather generous amount of precum that had accumulated there, then put her finger sexily in her mouth to suck it clean.



I just leaned forward and kissed her while slipping my hand up between her legs. She gasped, and my fingers came up wet with her juices. “No more than you are,” I responded, and then licked her juices off my fingers. She tasted delicious, as always.



Our faces were only centimetres apart, and I could feel her panting breath against my lips. She kissed me hard, then pulled away and turned back to the computer, fingers tapping away at the keys.



It was the damnedest feeling. When Andrea spun her chair back around to face me, she settled lower in the chair and let her legs fall open, and I literally couldn’t look away from her wet pussy, with its invitingly parted lips and aroused clit. And then the scent hit me. Her scent, I mean, the scent of her pussy juices leaking out of her slit. When that reached my nose, it was like it grabbed my face and pulled me down into her crotch. Nothing, but nothing, was more important to me at that moment then getting as close as I could to that intoxicating smell.



I went down on my knees between her legs and pushed my face up to her juicy cunt. I vaguely heard her sigh with pleasure when my tongue touched her clit, but that close up the scent was overwhelming and closed off my awareness of almost everything else except her taste and feel. And although I normally like to play around with oral sex, do some teasing, build it up slowly, this time I was driven to dive right in. I shoved Andrea’s legs up over the arms of the chair to leave her pussy even more open to me and fastened my open mouth on her slit. I pushed my tongue up as far inside her as it would reach to start with, savouring the tangy flavour of her juices before pulling back to run my tongue up the length of her pussy and then concentrate my efforts on her hard little clit. As I did that, I slipped one, then two, then three fingers into her dripping hole, pressing up against her g-spot while finger-fucking her hard. Her moans quickly increased in volume, and she started squirming and thrashing about on the chair. It didn’t take long before she came hard. Her whole body stiffened as she let out a series of strangled orgasmic grunts. Her hands were locked behind my head, pulling my face even tighter against her clit as pussy juices poured out over my hand.



Once she had come, the compulsion to eat her pussy eased, and after a few more licks for good measure — I always liked the way she jumped when I ran my tongue along her slit as she came down from an orgasm — I stood up, catching my breath and very much enjoying the way she looked sprawled out in the chair, fishnet-clad legs spread wide, boots hanging in the air, arms dangling down as she gazed blearily up at me. “This is fucking great, Simon.” she said with a grin. “We’re going to have so much fun!”



I grinned back and took a big drink from my wine glass as I handed her glass to her. She gulped down her wine and sat a bit further up in her chair, but her eyes had fixed on my very hard cock. Leaning forward, she wrapped her hand around it and began stroking lightly. “My turn?” she asked coyly. “Or, should I say, your turn?”



“Sounds good to me,” I nodded, “but give me a moment, will you?” Without displacing her hand from my cock, I sat down in the other desk chair, pulled the notebook over to me and switched over from my profile to Andrea’s. *When she hears me say the words “knock yourself out”*, (I typed) *Andrea will immediately begin deepthroating my cock, continuing until I reach orgasm, at which point she will happily swallow my cum. The taste and feel of my cum will bring her to orgasm.* I hit “enter”, turned to her and said simply, “Your turn, my dear. Knock yourself out.”



Andrea’s lazy, satisfied expression was suddenly replaced by one of raw need. She was out of her chair in a flash, down between my legs and taking my cock into her mouth. Sure enough, she engulfed it right down to the base in a single swoop, something she’d never managed to do before. She paused there for a minute, her nose buried in my pubic hair, lips locked around the base of my cock. Then she pulled back slowly until just the head was between her lips and began sliding up and down along its length in a regular rhythm as she ran her hands over my chest, stomach, and legs.



It felt fantastic, even better than her usual enthusiastic blowjobs. Next time, I told myself, I should remember to give myself the ability to hold off on coming for longer, but for now I could feel that familiar boiling sensation starting in my balls all too quickly. It wasn’t long before it was my turn to stiffen and groan as I shot a blast of sticky white cum down her throat. That set her off, as I had arranged, and she had another massive orgasm of her own as she swallowed my load. Once she stopped shaking and spasming, she pulled off my cock with a wet “pop” and moved up to kiss me hard, pushing her tongue deep into my mouth. I could taste my cum on her tongue and lips.



She pulled back a centimetre or two and looked me in the eye. “You know what I need now?” she asked in a very serious voice. I shook my head. “I need you to take me into the bedroom and sink your cock into my pussy as far as it’ll go, that’s what I need. Can you help me out with that?”



I smiled. “Love to,” I answered, “but you might have to be a little patient while I recover. Not as young as I used to be, y’know.”



She glanced down, then back up at my face with a cheeky grin. “Be patient? I don’t think so!” She jumped up and turned to the desk — incidentally waving her ass and pussy at my face — and spent a few seconds typing. Sure enough, my deflating penis rather suddenly re-inflated to full attention, accompanied by a roaring surge of lust through my whole body. Before she could even straighten up from the desk, I stood up behind her, bringing my cock up between her legs to rest against her wet pussy lips as I wrapped my arms around her body under her breasts. Hoisting her into the air, I carried her uncomplainingly into the bedroom, where I rather unceremoniously tossed her face down onto the bed, to her evident enjoyment.



I climbed onto the bed behind her, pushing her legs apart and pulling her hips up while leaving her upper body flat on the bed, arms flung out



above her head. This left her cunt open and waiting at just the right level for my cock to slide right in, which it did in one long smooth stroke as I leaned forward over her back, my arms on either side of her body. Andrea gave a loud grunt as I entered her, and pushed back hard with her ass against me as I began fucking her hard and fast. Having cum already that night, and possibly helped along by whatever Andrea had put into Master PC, I found myself to be in no danger of shooting my load too soon, despite the fantastic feel of her warm, wet pussy around my cock. She was soon crying out incoherently as I pumped into her, demanding that I fuck her harder and treat her like the slut that she was. She (and I) had always had a liking for dirty talk with sex. I moved my hands to her wrists, to hold her in place and give myself some extra leverage, kissing and licking her cheek and ear as she lay with her head to one side on the sheets, eyes half-closed. I felt her stiffen and cum at least once before I finally felt myself approaching the point of no return, so I just went with it. I finally came in a tremendous orgasm, driving my cock in as deep as it would go as I blasted my cum into her depths. She gasped and came again too; thanks to my command in Master PC, it seemed that my cum triggered orgasms for her just as effectively in her cunt as it did in her mouth.



After lying on top of her for several minutes while we both slowly caught our breath, I pulled my softening cock out of her and collapsed on the bed beside her. I barely had the energy to pull the blankets up over us, waiting only long enough for Andrea to finally kick off her boots. We were both asleep within minutes.

My name is Samantha Field. I am 18 years old and am writing these words from cell block H in the maximum secrurity prison. I am at the start of a long long sentence and what is worse is I am in a prison for men!!!



How did I come to be here?! It started about a month ago. I am in my final year of high school. I recently got my probationary license and to celebrate borrowed my fathers car and me and my boyfriend drove down to the beach.



I was still a virgin back then and knew my boyfriend was getting more and more frustrated each time I told him I wasn’t ready to go beyond kissing. It was raining when we got down to the beach car park so no surprises that we were the only ones there.



I was still in my school uniform of white shirt and blue and white checked skirt with white socks and black shoes. Though it was raining it was still hot so I had the couple of top buttons on my shirt undone.



As my boyfriend leaned forward to kiss me I noticed him staring down my top at my cleavage. I turned my face away so he could only kiss me on my cheek but was surprised when he grabbed my head and turned it towards him and kissed me on the lips. I tried to push him away but he forced his tongue in my mouth and then grabbed my breasts with his hands.



“Stop,” I screamed. But he ripped at my shirt, tearing it open and then pulled hard on my bra so that it snapped causing my large breasts to tumble out. He seemed to be on fire and quickly took my breasts into his mouth sucking and biting on them each in turn.



“Ow, please stop,” I cried pushing on him.



Suddenly he sat up and quickly unzipped his pants and pulled out his penis. It was the first time I had ever seen it and was amazed by how hard it was. He grabbed both my pony tails and forced my head down. I opened my mouth to protest but he quickly put his penis in my mouth and began thrusting in and out.



“Oh suck it bitch,” he said. I was in tears as he thrust his penis all the way into my throat causing me to gag. I tried to pull away but he held my head down and thrust harder and harder in and out of my mouth.



“Suck it,” he demanded. “You fucking litlle cock tease! You’ve had this coming for months. Take that cock bitch.”



I gagged again and felt sure I was going to throw up as his penis slammed into my throat, blocking my breath.



“Get ready for it bitch,” he said and pushed down hard on the back of my head while holding his cock still in the back of my throat.



“Get ready for what?” I thought. Then it hit me, literally.



He cried out and suddenly sperm shot out of his penis into my my mouth and throat.



“Swallow it,” he ordered. But it was too much for me and while I managed to swallow some of it the rest leaked out my mouth and ran down my chin.



He released my head and I sat up quickly.



Suddenly my door opened and a policemen reached in and grabbed me out of the car. At first I thought I had been saved but he threw me face down over the bonnet of the car, my breasts rubbing against the cold metal as he pinned my hands behind me and handcuffed me. I heard my boyfriend get out of the car and run off but the policeman didn’t seem interested in chasing him.



“Aren’t you going to arrest him?” I asked.



“You shut your mouth,” he said. “I’ve got nothing to charge him with. You’re the one who’s in trouble. You were the one performing a lewd act in public. I saw the whole thing. Why you’ve even got his cum still on your face. And your tits hanging out.”



“But he forced me,” I said.



“Like I said I saw the whole thing. And what I say to the judge well that’s what he’ll believe cause I got a nice shiny badge and you’ve got cum on your face!”



He reached his hands up and cupped my breasts, massaging them roughly.



“Course I could tell the judge another story if you were to co-operate and be a good girl.”



“What do you mean?”



For an answer he span me around, slapped me then forced me to my knees – my hands still handcuffed behind my back.



“Open that pretty little mouth bitch. Give me some of what you gave him.”



I kept my mouth shut but he pinched my nose closed so I couldn’t breathe. When I opened my mouth to breathe he forced his cock inside and just like my boyfriend began to fuck my face until tears filled my eyes.



The gravel tore at the skin of my knees as he humped my face with his penis. Again I tried to pull away but his grip on my head was too strong.



“Look at me bitch,” he ordered and I turned my eyes up at him. He had a fierce look in eyes and I daren’t do anything but obey him. My whole body shook, my breasts rocking from side to side as he ferociously pounded me. At last I couldn’t take it any more and vomitted up over his penis.



Enraged he took his penis from my mouth and pushed my head against the car. He took his gun from its holster and put it to my head.



“Do that again bitch and I’ll put something else in your head. Got it?”



Keeping the gun pressed to my head he forced his cock back in my mouth and began pounding again. He seemed more excited now and my head was caught between his hard thrusts and the side of the car. My head swam and I thought I was sure to vomit again when suddenly he pulled out and put his penis in front of my upturned eyes and ejaculated sperm into them. I was too afraid to even blink and my vision filled with white liquid that burnt my eyes.



Finally he relaxed and threw me down to the ground. I hoped and prayed that would be the end of it but he picked me and carried me over to his car and threw me into the back.



“Where are you taking me?” I asked still blinded by his sperm.



“To the judge,” he said.



“What?!” I said. “But I thought you said if I co-operated you’d let me go!”



“But you didn’t co-operate,” he said. “Hell I had to pull a gun on you! I’m taking you to judge so he can see just what you’ve been up to with that boyfriend of yours.”



“No, please don’t. I’ll do anything.”



With what little vision I had left I saw him turn around.



“Anything?”



“Anything,” I said desperately.



He got out and opened the door beside me.



“Tell me what you will do,” he said grabbing and massaging my breasts.



“I’ll suck your penis,” I said.



“It’s called a cock,” he said. “What will you do?”



“I’ll suck your cock. Please let me suck your cock, sir!”



I could tell he wanted me to act like I wanted it and thought I needed to give him what he wanted.



“Please let me suck it, sir. I want to suck it. Please let me. I want you to cum in my mouth.”



Unable to resist he took out his cock and put it back in my mouth. It grew hard fast as I sucked it. Again he grabbed my head and started to fuck my face.



“Tell me what you want!” he said.



He held my head down and I guessed he wanted me to try and talk with his cock in his mouth.



“I want you to cum in my mouth.” My words were garbled as I tried to talk with a mouth full of cock.



This sent him over the edge and he gripped my hair and spurt cum into my mouth. I quickly swallowed it so none would end up on my face. Still handcuffed he threw me back in the police car. When he got in I asked him what he was doing.



“Taking you to the judge,” he said.



“But!!!!” I cried.



“But nothing,” he said. “I’m gonna tell the judge what you offered to do. Bribing a cop. I reckon you are looking at doing time now.”



What happened next was a blur. Without a lawyer I appeared before the judge with my tits hanging out and cum all over my face, still barely able to see.



It had the desired effect. The judge said he was disgusted by my behaviour and only a month long stint in jail would do.



I thought then that maybe when the month was over my nightmare would be over but I couldn’t have been more wrong.



Bureaucracy is a strange thing. Because my name is Samantha it was entered into my prison records as Sam. Something went horribly wrong at that point and I was mistakenly entered as a male prisoner!!! I was put in a transport van with ten male prisoners.



I couldn’t believe this was happening but nobody would listen to me.



“I can’t go to a male prison,” I said. “I am a girl!”



“That’s not what your record says,” was always the reply.



“But look I’ve got breasts!” I cried as I was loaded in the van.



“Show us,” laughed a prisoner. “Then they might believe you.”



“You’re a man according to your record,” the guards said and locked the door.



I cried all the way there knowing what was in store for me. The other prisoners were on me in a second as soon as the doors closed. They ripped my clothes from me and pinned me to the van floor. They spread my legs wide and without a moments hesitation took turns to penetrate my virgin pussy.



I screamed but they quickly filled my mouth with a penis and forced me to suck. By the time I was at the prison I had the cum of all ten men in my stomach and I was naked and scared.



My reception at the prison was a greater nightmare. The chief warden greeted me personally. He said he had heard my claims that I was a woman and that as punishment for making such false claims and to prove them wrong I was to be denied my prison uniform for my entire stay. I had to serve a month naked in a male prison.



“But look,” I said. “Don’t my breasts and vagina prove I am female!”



He had the one of the guards hit me with a truncheon as a response.



After we were admitted we had to walk down the centre walkway in front of the cells. All of the men were literally leering at me and masturbating themselves as they watched me walk naked before them. My crying caused my breasts to bounce which only turned them on all the more.



Each man was pleading for the wardens to let me be in their cell. Finally I was brought to a halt before a dirty and dark cell containing four bunks and four big black men. They all yelled as they realised I was to be with them.



“But there’s already four men in here!” I protested. “And I am a girl!”



“Well I’m sure one of the men will let you share with them,” laughed the guard and pushed me inside taking the chance to squeeze my tits and arse as he did.



As soon as I was inside the men jumped me. Each man pawed at my body as I was pinned to a bunk and penetrated in my vagina and mouth simultaneously. They took turns with me all through that first night each one being sure only to cum in my mouth. I think they didn’t want me pregnant for fear it would prove beyond doubt I was a woman.



After it was over they explained a few things to me. They said that if I wanted to stay alive inside I had to belong to them. I was to call them each sir and to have my mouth, tits, pussy and arse open to them at all times.



“OK, sir” I pledged. What choice did I have? Any one of them could have torn me in half and perhaps if I served them they would protect me from the others.



But sadly that is not how it has been. Each shower time I go with them to the showers to what they call the happy hour. At this time I am shared amongst all of the prisoners and even the guards. As I am at all meal times and in the excersize yard. My mouth and vagina and arse are being used at all times of the day and night – even as I fall asleep exhausted from being used all day they come for me – penetrating me as I sleep.



And each day my sentence is extended for imagined indiscretions. The warden knows I am good for prisoner morale and last night he told me as he came in my mouth that I am never getting out of here.

His name was Liam; he was your average nice guy in his early twenties with awesome hair. She was a busty quiet long haired blonde; her skin was soft and smooth without a single blemish. Her name was Stacey; she had just moved into her new place, it was an averagely sized apartment, and being close friends she had invited Liam over for a drink. They had been friends for many years and hung out a lot. They had both gone to college together but Stacey had gone to university where as Liam had gone straight into work, and was now managing a small mechanics. They had both been very busy, but kept in contact as often as they could. Stacey had just finished university and had landed herself a job as a teleprompter on a local news channel; this was the reason she had had to move.



Stacey had decided not to make Liam help her put her stuff away, even though he had offered, so instead they laid on the floor of her undecorated living room, using bags of clothes as pillows, watching some crappy film, drinking room temperature cider and eating takeaway pizza for tea. The light outside was getting darker; they had been drinking casually for a few hours now and were beginning to succumb to the effects of the alcohol. They had already watched a few films and had not long put on another. They were both comfortable enough with each other to be laid side by side. She rested her hand on him, as the film played out her hand began to inch closer across his chest, running under his shirt. The alcohol relaxing her a little bit and letting her throw caution to the wind. His heart began racing as she slipped a couple of fingers between his shirt buttons making contact with his skin. She shifted position and moved her head onto his chest;



“Why is your heart so fast?” she asked.



“I don’t know.” he said, knowing exactly why and becoming very aware of how nervous he was beginning to get.



There had been sexual tension between them for a while, and there where a few times in which they had sent erotic texts to one another, and even cheekily flashed each other over webcam. But there had never been actual body contact between the two. He had wanted her for ages but was unsure whether or not to make a move encase the virtual sex was just a casual thing that would always stay virtual.



She unbuttoned his shirt and slid her hand inside, stroking his torso lightly with the tips of her fingers. Her hand was slightly cool against him, but he didn’t mind, he enjoyed being stroked;



“What are you doing?” he said light heartedly



“Nothing….” she replied softly, a smile on her face.



She looked up at him and him down at her. He could feel the heat of her breath as they inched closer to each other. As their lips came within millimetres of each other they paused, looking deep into each others eyes. He turned on his side to face her, as they lay side by side he began to let his hands wander up under her t-shirt, her body was warm and inviting. He slid his hands down her back and under her trousers, and as he did, he felt goose pimples flush down her back with excitement.



She pulled his body close into hers, keeping their eyes locked and their lips barely brushing. His cock was beginning to grow hard in his jeans, he tried his best to keep it as a semi, not wanting to seem over eager and trying to play it cool. As their lips kept brushing he could feel how soft they were, he wanted to lock tongues with her more and more with each passing second but neither of them gave in and continued to tease each other. She swung a leg over and straddled him; sitting up and swiftly taking off her top, she reached behind her back and unclipped her bra. As she did, she teased him, making sure not to let her breasts fall out straight away. He ran his hands up her waist, feeling her smooth soft skin. She let his hands get under her bra. He felt her nipples harden instantly on his finger tips and he watched a smile grow across her face. Having known what she was into through their virtual encounters, his fingers held onto her nipples, squeezing them tighter and pulling her towards him, she let out a moan just as their lips met and his cock went from semi to solid. They began to kiss wildly as if something had taken a hold of them both, his hands ran over her entire body, wanting to touch every inch of her as she forcefully grinded on his hard cock.



Liam ran his hands over her back as they kissed and grinded against each other. He watched as her perfect tits swayed as they moved, he held her tits to his mouth and sucked and kissed at her nipples. He pressed his face firmly into her cleavage; she squeezed her ample breasts around him. She had done this before jokingly but always clothed, this time was much better she thought. As he removed his face she sat up and sucked on her nipples, she looked into his eyes; his gaze was fixed on her mouth sucking hard on her nipples. He had asked her to do this on cam before but she had always refused and never given a reason why, if he were to come on her tonight, he would definitely want her knelt down doing this in front of him as he came. Liam wanted her more and more as he watched her lick and suck on herself, the popping noise of each nipple breaking suction from her lips every now and then was a major turn on.



She could feel Liam’s cock swollen as if it were about to burst out of his jeans, she rapidly unbuttoned his shirt and kissed at his neck, working her way down and rubbing her crotch against his leg as she went further and further down, caressing him and kissing every inch as if she had wanted his body for years and had finally been given it. As she reached his jeans, she grabbed his cock firmly, her pussy so wet that she was sure it was going to soak through her jeans.



Stacey undid his belt, her eyes widening at the idea of his engorged cock in her mouth. He stopped her just as she was about to unbutton his jeans. He pushed her back and got above her, it was his turn to work his way down her. He pinned her arms back above her head as he kissed her, it seemed to work as her breathing became a lot deeper, her eyes swam with a fierce passion as he began working the tip of his tongue across her body. He let her arms go as he cupped her perfect breasts, she kept her arms back, letting him have free reign of her smooth body. As he massaged and squeezed them, he worked his tongue over her nipples, sucking on them, catching his teeth every now and then, making her moan and thrust her hips up in hopes of rubbing her clit against him.



He undid her trousers and slid them off, casting them on the floor and keeping her underwear on. It was a deep red pair of lace French knickers. He could see her smooth wet pussy through the lace. He started to kiss gently up her legs, slowly working his way to her inner thighs, getting closer and closer to her crotch. Her eyes had rolled back in her skull; she needed him to eat her pussy. Her wish was soon to be granted as his tongue traced the edges of her underwear, he licked lightly, breathing heavily on her. He slid them to one side and grazed her lips with the tip of his tongue. She let out a loud moan, and he slid her underwear off.



She lifted her head and watched him as the flat of his tongue made contact with the bottom of her dripping pussy, sweeping slowly up and over her clit. The view turned her on even more; she had never thought she could be so aroused with anyone until now. She tasted sweet just as Liam had imagined, the sound of her moaning and her taste drove him wild, he slid his hands under her ass and grabbed it tight, pulling her swelling clit into his mouth, his tongue wildly running over it as he kept a slight suction with his mouth. The more he licked at her pussy the more she moaned, she began to gyrate against him, her hands played over her solid nipples, she pulled hard on them moaning loud, her back arching as he sucked harder on her pussy, his tongue not letting up on her clit. Her hands grabbed his head, holding onto his hair tightly as her pussy dripped more and more.



Suddenly she pulled him up so they were face to face, his cock was rock solid. She kept her left hand behind his head as she kissed him passionately, tasting her juices in his mouth, she had never done that before and the kinkiness of it turned her on even more.



“Oh my god this is so hot!” she gasped in between kissing.



She reached down with her other hand as they kissed, straight under his trousers and boxers, grabbing the shaft of his cock tightly. Liam was so turned on that he was surprised he hadn’t accidently shot his load already, he had played out fantasies with Stacey in his head a million times before, he knew exactly what he wanted to happen, however it was not playing out how he imagined, and this made it even more exciting. She let go of his shaft and clasped her fingers around his balls, feeling how tight they were, massaging them gently. Her left hand had subconsciously found its way from Liam’s head to her clit and was rubbing furiously at it. The hand on his balls had moved back to his shaft, and was making long smooth firm strokes. He could feel his cock throbbing in Stacey’s hands, he thrust into her strokes, unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans to make it easier for both of them.



Stacey began to moan louder and louder as they kissed. She stopped and whispered heavily in his ear;



“Oohh.. shit.. eat my pussy!”



She hurriedly let go of his cock, her hands on his shoulders pushing him down to her clit, not that he needed any help and was quickly back with his mouth covering her wet pussy and his tongue spiralling around her swollen clit. He started to slowly slide a finger deep into her, it did the trick and was exactly what she needed as she pressed herself down onto it taking it all, sending her pussy into spasm as the combination of the oral and impact on her g-spot made her cum hard. Her legs clamped against the sides of Liam’s head as her orgasm sent her grinding on his mouth. He could not believe he was making Stacey come in person; he had wanted this so badly for a long time. His cock was craving to be inside her, and the thought of filling her drove him to keep licking faster and faster sending her into a whirlwind of pleasure.



Her legs relaxed and she subsided, Liam slowed his pace and softened his tongue around her twitching pussy. Her clit was so sensitive that Liam’s gentle kisses were almost too much. She sat up, as did he, she placed her hand under his chin, wanting to taste her juices from him again and show him how dirty she would be for him.



After a few minutes, she stopped kissing him;



“Do you wanna come in my mouth?”



“Yeah!” he replied eagerly, not bothered what hole he filled, as long as he could feel himself inside her;



“….What about my throat?” she asked cheekily.



They had spoken before about how she’d always wanted to get throat fucked with her head off the edge of a bed but had never found anyone she wanted to do it with.



Liam’s cock pulsed at the thought. She grabbed him and kissed him as they both stood up, kissing and making their way clumsily through the apartment, pushing each other up against walls. Her pussy was still wet and her clit had settled enough that she was able to let Liam work his fingers over it.



They reached the bedroom, there were boxes all over still and no bedding had been put on the bed yet. She rushed off onto the bed when they reached the door, lying with her head off the end of the bed, her hair cascading to the floor, her eyes looking at Liam. The sight drove him wild, Stacey was completely naked laid out for him, her legs spread and bent at the knee, her soft tits topped with hard nipples rising and falling with her deep breathing. The only thing he couldn’t see was her pussy as it was already covered by her fingers, one hand spreading her lips, the other rubbing slowly around her clit.



He dropped his trousers and his boxers, his cock standing hard to attention. Stacey bit her bottom lip as he walked to the edge of the bed, her mouth watered at the sight of his cock. As he neared her she rubbed her clit faster and faster. He stopped with his cock just before her mouth, Stacey’s heart raced as she looked up and down the thick shaft and at his balls; she edged her tongue from her mouth and licked the tip of his cock gently. Her eyes rolled back as she sucked the tip;



“Oh my god, your cock tastes so good!”



She sucked on the head again, her mouth providing plenty of lubricant. He ran his hands over her breasts, keeping her nipples between his fingers as he started to slowly thrust in her mouth, he kept it shallow at first, not wanting to put her off, even though he wanted to go balls deep in her throat. Little did he know though, that so did she. She moved her head with the thrusts trying to take it deeper.



She pushed him off, “I’ll stop you when you go too far, but don’t be too rough,” she licked the tip of his cock again “…yet.”



She closed her eyes as she played with her clit, keeping her mouth open for him. He couldn’t believe his ears; he didn’t know whether he’d get his cock down her throat it was so hard. He grabbed hold of her soft breasts and began thrusting again, going deeper and deeper with each thrust, Stacey moaned more onto his cock with each thrust. It started to hit her gag reflex, but she relaxed and let him continue, his hard cock filled out her mouth more and more. She had never had a cock taste as nice as his and imagined herself sucking his cock all day and how much she’d enjoy it. She was drooling so much as he thrust against her gag reflex; his cock was shiny with her spit. This was the sloppiest blowjob he had ever had and he loved every second.



The very tip of his cock was entering throat now, he’d been a little gentler than she had wanted, but it allowed her to enjoy the taste more. She could feel him tense with each thrust. Liam knew she was enjoying this as he watched her play with her dripping pussy. He thrust deep filling Stacey’s throat, he held it there looking at her throat swell. She pushed him back gasping for air;



“Fuck! Do it again!”



She took a deep breath and took his cock back in her mouth, he went balls deep again. Her throat was tight around his cock; he started to fuck it slowly, keeping her throat blocked with his throbbing cock. This was far better than he had ever imagined. He could feel Stacey’s saliva spill down her face with each time his balls reached her face. He gripped tighter on her breasts as she moaned more and more, he could see his cock filling and moving in her throat with each thrust.



He grabbed her head and placed a hand over her throat, being able to feel how much he was filling her turned him on more than ever and he knew that it wouldn’t be long before he shot his load straight into her stomach. As Liam rested his hand on her throat Stacey knew that this was turning him on. She pushed him out, took another deep breath and took him straight back in, she placed one of her hands upon the one he had over her neck and squeezed his hand slightly. He got the message and squeezed gently around her neck, her throat tightened around his cock. Stacey was moaning very loud now and beginning to arch, she loved the feeling of being dominated and wanted him to ruin her with his fat cock. He knew she was going to come again and that so was he, he let go of her throat and started to thrust deep and fast, his hands reached for her breasts, grabbing them hard, then running over her nipples with his fingers, pulling and twisting them hard. Stacey started to come as hard as she had done previously and Liam felt his load surge through his cock. She reached a hand to Liam’s ass and pulled him towards her, keeping his cock deep in her throat, blocking her throat completely as her legs shut tight once more, Liam’s hot load streamed down her throat and spit poured down his cock and over Stacey’s face.



He slowly pulled out and tried to move away, but Stacey grabbed his ass with both hands and kept him within sucking reach, she never usually liked the taste of come, but this time was different, and she wanted every last drop, she sucked gently at his pulsing cock, grabbing the shaft tightly, squeezing out the last of his come into her mouth. She licked and kissed gently at it as the two said nothing and Liam stroked her head.



Stacey got up as Liam sat down next to her on the edge of the bed. As she walked to the bathroom, thinking about how much more she wanted to do with him, she turned to him and said;



“Way better than texting!” she exclaimed.



Liam sat on the edge of the bed, his cock was still hard for Stacey, he wanted more of her, and she did of him. She wanted him to fuck her hard from behind in the shower. She called to him as she took some shower gel out from one of the small boxes in the bathroom, it was filled with all sorts of lotions and soaps, but she went for a lime shower gel that said it was extra bubbly.



“Can you pass me a towel please? There should be one in the bag near the desk.”



She ran the shower as Liam searched for a towel; she could feel her pussy getting wet already. The water heated quickly and was at the perfect temperature as Liam put his arm through the door, he was holding her towel for her, she took it from him, and at the same time took his hand and led him into the bathroom. They were both still stood naked. He could see all sides of her as she stood with her back to the mirror, her shapely ass was perfect. Stacey looked down at Liam’s solid cock as it pointed up at her, she smiled cheekily.



“You can use that to wash me.”



As the two kissed gently, their hands together, she let him walk her backwards into the shower. The shower was a small cubicle, and it meant that the two were unable to avoid body contact. Liam’s cock pulsed against Stacey as her breasts pressed against him. The water poured over their bodies heating the two as they held each other kissing passionately. Stacey took the shower gel and poured some into her hand; she placed it straight onto Liam’s cock and began stroking it slowly.



“We best make sure you’ve got enough soap on it first though.” she said firmly holding on.



Bubbles began to form almost instantly and Liam grabbed hold of her tight ass with both hands pulling her towards him. She lathered up his cock more and more then dropped to her knees, just out of the main spray from the shower, and started working her hands on both his cock and balls. She twisted her hand around his shaft with each long slow stroke. Liam’s eyes were rolling back; this was the most luxurious hand job he had ever gotten. She stopped and Liam looked down to see why she had stopped. She was looking up at him, running her soapy hands all over her tits, massaging them and squeezing them for him. She grabbed the shower gel and poured copious amounts onto her already lathered tits. She rubbed them together making even more bubbles form, her hands slid across her breasts as she played. Liam watched excitedly as she moved her chest close to his cock and placed it in between her foaming tits.



They seemed unbelievably soft with all of the bubbles as she made her tits glide around his cock. She had clamped her breasts tight around his cock and kept her nipples exposed between her fingers, she loved the feeling of them slipping over Liam’s body as she moved. Liam began to move off his own accord letting Stacey remain still on her knees, squeezing her tits together and staring down at his juicy cock as he thrust. She could feel herself getting more and more turned on as his cock emerged and disappeared between her tits, hitting her chin with each thrust. She wiped the soap from the head of his cock, opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue; she caught his cock in her mouth briefly before it went again, and then returned. The soapy taste was unpleasant on her tongue but soon passed and she began to enjoy the natural taste of Liam’s cock again, her tongue played about on the tip with each thrust driving both of them wild with excitement.

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Li glared down at her phone and chewed her lip. “Where the hell are you, Manolo?” She stood leaning against a pillar in the quad, exactly where she had arranged to meet her sister’s scumbag dealer. He was twenty minutes late.



Li wore a black leather jacket that was too big for her, with the top half of a school band camp t-shirt loosely hanging over her chest. The sheer material showed off her generous tits nicely, and a pair of white suspenders rode up from her waist, bent around her tits, drawing them together, and met behind her neck. If she missed her ride to the concert because of Manolo, she was going to stab him until he said sorry. Then stab him some more.



From the air behind her, Li heard a catcall. “God DAMN, I never seen a Chinese girl with an ass looking so fine!” Li felt her cheeks flush, and very studiously did not try to cover up the jean cutoffs that hugged her butt, or the trashy white fishnets that showed off her legs.



“You’re late, Manolo.”



“I’m late, you’re early, it’s all perspective, y’know? You call me up, wanna meet, what am I supposed to think?” Manolo strode up and leaned an elbow against the pole. He looked Li up and down, inches from touching her, but never meeting her eyes. “I know you ain’t buyin’ my product. Dressed like that, maybe you’re looking to sell some of your services?” He drifted a finger under the mangled band camp t-shirt to reveal Li’s black lace bra underneath.



Li slapped him. Hard.



Manolo spun away from the blow and clapped a hand to his face. He muttered something in Tagalog and spat. “Bitch, whatever this is, it better be good.” Beneath his slicked hair and his olive skin, his eyes danced with something dangerous.



“You sell to my sister.”



Manolo swept his arms back in a grand gesture. “Oh, why didn’t you say so? She’s the Chinese girl, right? Can’t hold her booze, parents are fobs, thinks she’s going to Stanford?”



Li bit back something angry. “Her name is Yu.”



“They’re all named Yu. Or Wen, or Yi. The fuck do I care?”



“She’s a little shorter than I am. She has longer hair. Her tongue is pierced, and so is her nose.”



Manolo furrowed his brow for a minute, then leaned back and burst out laughing. “Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me.” He surrendered to another fit of cruel laughter before he looked back at Li. “That bitch? With the huge tits and the-”



“I want you to leave her alone,” said Li. She hoped Manolo couldn’t see her hands shaking. “Stop selling to her.”



Manolo had finished laughing, and regarded Li with a predatory grin. “Selling to her? I haven’t sold to that chick in weeks. Where’s she gonna get money for coke, huh? Working at McDonald’s? She’s never been straight two days in a row, that I ever seen.”



“You’re a fucking liar. You give her the drugs, I know you do.”



“Well, yeah. But I’m not selling. I’m just keeping my girls around, you know? Your sister’s a freak for blow, let me tell you. She gives better head than my cousin, and that bitch has been whoring it out for years.” Manolo leaned forward. The difference in their heights meant that he was looking down at her. His eyes rested on her tits, then came back to her face. “You know, you kinda look like your sister, from this angle. Do you take it in the ass?” He settled back into that predator’s grin.



Li held out a hand towards him. “That’s twenty two hundred. Everything I have. You take it, and you never go near Yu again.”



Manolo grabbed the money and tucked it away without looking. “Done.”



Li was halfway to the parking lot before he spoke again.



“I just have to say goodbye, that’s all.” Manolo’s voice was brimming with mirth.



Li stopped in her tracks.



Footsteps sounded from behind her, slow and leisurely. They drew closer and closer, then stopped. Li could feel Manolo’s presence behind her, so close she could sense the warmth of him.



“The girl already said she’d entertain some friends of mine tonight. I can’t call it off, and she wouldn’t want to miss out, anyway.” Manolo’s lips brushed the back of her neck and she shivered. “So, after tonight, she and I are done.”



“I paid you.”



“That’s right. And me, I always pay what I owe. For example”, he said. There came a light rasping sound, like leather rubbing against itself. A moment later, two leather jacketed arms appeared over Li’s shoulders. In the distance, she could see the parking lot, where her friends were waiting.



“Over here,” said Manolo, shaking a pair of powder-filled plastic packets, “is the usual. Coke. It’s the only thing your sister likes more than dick.” He leaned forward, and Li could feel his half-erect penis pressing into her ass. Something warm and hungry stirred below her waist, and she nearly vomited. She was getting turned on by Manolo. “And over here,” he waved another packet from his right hand. It looked the same, but for a sticker of a bronze star that marked it as unique. “We’ve got something special.”



“What is it?”



“Well, it’s coke. I mean, mostly coke. The rest is rat poison.”



A cold hand wrapped itself around Li’s spine. Manolo pressed into her again, and his teeth scraped against her earlobe. He had gotten harder. And Li could feel herself getting wet. “You come to me and ask me a favor, bitch, you’d better show some respect. Either you show me how much you want to make it up to me, right now, or your whore sister snorts her last line. Tonight.”



Li swallowed hard. The parking lot in the distance had grown blurry. “Tell me what I have to do.” She blinked tears out of her eyes, then turned to face Manolo. He grinned at her, and slipped his packets back into his coat.



“That’s better. Now get down on your knees.”



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Li leaned back and gasped for breath. Her knees burned from scraping against the concrete, and tears filled her eyes.



Manolo put his hands around the back of her neck. His cock stared her right in the eye, most of nine inches long and slick with Li’s saliva. “Not bad. But I can show you a thing or two. Make a fist with your thumb inside, and squeeze.” Li did as she was told, still staring at the cock in front of her. It twitched just a little every time his heart beat. Then he leaned forward and the head pressed into her lips.



Li opened her mouth and took him in. She bobbed up and down on him, sliding her lips around his shaft. He was hard and smooth and oh so hot. The head of his dick bumped into the back of her mouth, and somehow she didn’t gag.



“Good girl. Just keep squeezing your fist.” Manolo’s voice wavered, as though his control was slipping.



She squeezed her first as she was told, and went back to sucking his dick. Her pussy was still wet, but she was too aroused to be embarrassed. Then Manolo tightened his grip behind her neck, and she began to panic.



“Mmmm. Mm mmmmm!”



“Just relax, girl, you’re doing fine.” Manolo pressed his dick as far into her mouth as it would go. Then he pushed further. Li felt her throat stretching around the head of his dick.



Manolo moved one hand to her forehead and tilted her head back. Li’s throat opened up and he pushed his cock another few inches into her throat. Li squeezed her fist harder and enjoyed the sensation of his dick sliding over her tongue.



He groaned with pleasure. Li felt per pussy twitch.



“Hold still, girl.” Manolo drew back until he was almost out of her mouth, then thrust back in steadily. He rocked back and forth in her mouth, moaning with pleasure. Li couldn’t do much but sit back and enjoy the feeling of getting her face humped. She was absolutely not enjoying it. She swallowed a mouthful of Manolo’s precum for the third time. How much of it was he going to leak before he came?



Manolo bottomed out in her throat again. “Suck,” he said. Li sucked on his dick as he slid it out, and caught her breath while he pushed back in. “Suck”, he repeated. And she sucked.



The speed of his thrusting increased, and his moans got louder. Li noticed her nipples had begun to poke out against her shirt. She grasped one of her breasts and squeezed herself. She moaned in pleasure around Manolo’s dick, and he responded by upping his speed again. His dick skimmed back and forth over her tongue; her lips began to go numb from the friction against his cock. She was having trouble breathing.



Manolo grabbed the back of her head and jerked her mouth forward. His cock pushed deeper into her throat than he had gone before. “Come on, baby, swallow it all.” The iron grip on her neck didn’t let up, and soon she felt her nose pressed all the way against his stomach, with his balls dangling forward on her chin. His cock penetrated so deep into her throat, she worried he might tear her. But the sensation on her chin tickled so much, she nearly laughed.



Then Manolo came.



He thrust forward again, and Li felt her head being pushed backward, off-balance. A stream of cum poured out of him and down her throat. Hot. Wet. Then Manolo groaned and another jet of cum shot down Li’s throat. And another. And another. She swallowed around his dick, and felt the hot cum spreading warmth all the way down to her stomach. And he kept spurting. Li swallowed again, noticing how her jaw was aching, and the way that Manolo’s dick kept her throat from swallowing the way it should until halfway down, where his cum was spurting. Manolo’s moans reached a peak and began to trail off. He shot three more jets of cum down Li’s throat, and she swallowed them all.



Finally, when his dick had started deflating, Manolo pulled back and took it out of Li’s mouth. She gasped for air, then sputtered and coughed when strands of his cum still blocked her throat. She swallowed a few more times, then tried breathing again. It was easier now. But her throat felt sore and stretchy, the way her pussy always did after sex.



Manolo took the opportunity to wipe his half-erect cock all over Li’s face. “Suck my balls, girl.” Li took only a moment to glare at him, then did as she was told. She took his sac in her mouth and sucked. He let out another groan to show his approval. Li sucked his balls more, and was surprised when one of them passed through her lips and into her mouth. She suckled at him with her lips, and stroked him with her tongue.



“Mmmm,” said Manolo after a few moments. “You’re better than I thought.”



Li said nothing. She noticed one hand was still fondling her tit, though.



Manolo put a hand on her forehead and shoved her back. Her mouth detached from his balls with a pop, and she fell over on the concrete. Manolo stood in front of her, apparently oblivious that his cock was still hanging out of his pants. He dug in his leather jacket until he found a strip of paper, then handed it to Li. “Be at this address at ten. You suck dick like your sister, so you can take her place. Don’t show up, or don’t perform, and our deal’s off.” He walked away, zipping himself up, without looking at her again.



Li was left sitting on the concrete, wetter than she had ever been before and full of frustrated lust that she couldn’t release. What on earth had just happened?

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