by Reed James
I had to win.
“Fuck me!” moaned Tara. I broke the kiss, glancing over to see Vivian pumping away.
“Calm down,” whispered Britney, her hands reaching down to grasp my cock, guiding me to the heat of her wet pussy. I shuddered as the tip of my dick found her silky lips. I pushed forward and she engulfed me.
It felt amazing.
I groaned and grunted.
My cock exploded.
It was the most intense feeling. My pleasure pulsed out of me in powerful jets.
“Shit!” I moaned.
“It happens,” Britney whispered. “You still feel hard.”
“Did you already cum?” laughed Vivian, plowing her coed. “This is going to be easy.”
“Don't mind her. Just start pumping your dick.” Britney's fingers squeezed my ass, pulling me in deeper. “We'll beat her. I'll cum faster than that slut.” She pinched my ass. “Fuck me, Shelley!”
I did, pumping my hips. “Oh, wow!” I groaned as I slid through her wet, tight silk. Sensations roared through me. She was so wet. Our flesh slapped together and my cock made these wickedly wet and obscene noises as I plowed in and out of her.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Britney chanted over and over, her breath hot on my neck. “Oh, Shelly! I love your cock! Stir me up! Make me cum!”
I wanted to speak but the sensations were too much. I just wanted to keep humping my hips until I erupted inside her again. That feeling built at the tip of my cock, that itched that demanded I scratch it with Britney's cunt. She was just so warm and tight and wonderful.
Her fingernails bit into my pumping ass. “I'm cumming!” she screamed as loud as she could. “Oh, Shelley, you rocked my world!”
Britney's pussy clenched about my cock as she writhed beneath me. She felt even more amazing. I kept pumping into her, savoring the pleasure of her embrace, desperate to cum again.
“Um, Shelley?”
“Yeah,” I grunted, staring down at her face.
“I came.”
“Yes, you did,” I smiled, pride filling me. I made her cum.
“So, you need to fuck Monique.”
I winced—her pussy had just felt so amazing. “Oh, fuck!”
“Exactly, go fuck Monique,” sighed Britney. “Geez, Shelley.”
“Sorry, my first pussy.”
“Oh, Vivian!” squealed Jane beside us. “That's it.” It glanced over; her legs were hooked around Vivian's waist, her dainty toes curling as she quavered and climaxed.
“Umm, bring it on Evie!” Vivian smiled, rolling off the coed.
I pulled out of Britney, groaning as I left her warmth and berating myself for getting so carried away. I needed to win to save my girlfriend. Monique was on me in a flash, pushing me down and straddling my waist. She grasped my cock, guiding it to her pussy. I grabbed her ebony breasts, playing with her dark nipples. She impaled myself on her cock, riding me hard.
“Oh, Shelley!” she purred. “Love that cock! And I bet you love my Black pussy!”
“I do!” I groaned. Her pussy felt different than Britney's, tighter in some places, and just as wonderful.
“All the White-boys love my pussy!” she purred. “And you White-girls!”
I rolled her nipples as she rode my cock, leaning forward so her clitoris ground into my blonde bush. Her face was so beautiful, twisted as she moaned and groaned. I leaned up on my elbows and sucked her dark nipple into my lips, sucking and nibbling, lavishing her nipples like I used to lavish Vivian's.
She loved it.
“Oh, yes! That's it! This girl knows how to suck tits!”
I nibbled harder.
Her cunt exploded on my cock and she howled like a wild woman as her climax carried her away. She slammed all the way down on me, her pussy massaging my cock, that itch growing so intense. I was so close, I just needed a few more seconds—
Monique drew off me and I groaned and panted. “Mary!” I gasped.
Beautiful Mary, my third coed, was already kneeling, ready to be mounted. Her ass was pale and round, a thick, black bush hiding her treasure, and a long, black braid was spread across her pale back.
“Hurry up, Shelley! We're ahead!” she moaned, wiggling that gorgeous ass.
I fell to my knees, my cock smacking her rear. I grabbed my shaft, guiding it to her wiry bush. Her hairs tickled my tip as I searched for her hot hole. I felt liquid heat and dove in; Mary gasped, then fucked her hips back into me. My heavy breasts bounced and jiggled, slapping with the vigor of my strokes.
“Pull my hair!” growled Mary.
I blushed; so kinky. I reached out, grasping the silk rope of her hair, and gave it a soft tug as I plowed her pussy.
“Harder!” she roared. “Pull my hair and slap my ass! I've been a bad slut!”
I yanked harder, snapping her head around, her glasses almost flying off her face, hanging half-askew on the tip of her nose. Her pussy squeezed own on my cock as she moaned, slamming her hips back into me. I gave her ass a slap, flesh stinging red. She moaned, smiling, slamming her hips back into me. She was so naughty; I had to slap her again.
“That's it! I'm such a naughty slut! Fuck me like the bitch I am, Shelley!”
Mary's filthy mouth was so surprising. She always seemed like such a sweet woman, but she was a whore at heart. So I should treat her like one. Smack! Such a wonderful sound. “Take it slut! Love my cock!”
“I am a slut! A futanari-loving slut! Fuck me! I'm your bitch!”
My bitch! My cock exploded. Shudders spasmed through me as I blasted Mary's cunt. I kept pumping as I gasped and pleasure surged through me, spurting out every time I bottomed out in her pussy. I could smell my salty cum as my cock slid throw her soaking hole, my spunk squeezing out around my pumping cock.
She came soon after, spewing more dirty words, calling herself a futa whore, and screaming her love for my girl-cock. Sweat poured down my body, beading on my nipples. I fell back on the pillows, my cock waving in the air. Tara pounced on me, her pigtails flying and her tiny breasts rippling as she bounced on me.
“Yes! Yes! Oh, yes!” gasped Tara. “I love a nice, hard cock in my twat!”
She seemed as horny as a rabbit, ready to explode like a firecracker. I could taste victory. Vivian was only on her third coed, while my fourth seemed ready to pop.
“Cum, baby!” I moaned, rubbing her hard clitoris with my thumb as she rose and fell on my cock, her cunt tight and the friction shooting pleasure through me.
Next to us, Samantha gasped and moaned her orgasm, cumming hard on Vivian's cock, and my girlfriend was on to her fourth coed. That didn't matter. I was still ahead. Tara had to be close to cumming. Her gasps and shrieks were rapid and staccato, full of her growing passion. Her youthful face twisted as she bounced faster and faster on my shaft, pigtails flying about her shoulders.
“Take it, slut!” Vivian hissed beside me. She had her fourth coed, Ronnie, bent over, her ass in the air and her face planted into the pillows. Vivian cock pummeled her cunt, their flesh slapping together with the vigor of Vivian's strokes. “Let me feel that cunt cumming around my cock!”
“Cum on Tara! Cum on!” a group of coeds cheered, clapping there hands like it was a pep rally.
“You can do it!” I moaned at Tara, rubbing her clit and fighting off my orgasm; she was so tight.
“Oh, Vivian! Fuck me harder!” gasped Ronnie. “Your cock's hitting all the right spots! Work it, babe! Make me cum!”
I reached up, squeezing Tara's small tits with one hand and furiously frigging her clit with the other. She worked her ass and hips in a serpentine manner, building the pleasure inside me. “Let me feel you climax, Tara!” I gasped. A certain, desperate fear built in me. Tara kept bouncing, her fingers pinching her mauve nipples, but she still hadn't cum.
“Cum on, Tara! Cum on!” Clap! Clap! “Cum on, Tara! Cum on!” Clap! Clap!
“So close!” moaned Tara, her pussy burning around my cock, every stroke of her cunt building my passion. “Keep rubbing!”
“Cumming!” gasped Ronnie! “Oh, fuck, Vivian! You know how to use your cock!”
Vivian slapped her ass. “Bring on Juana!” She shot me a smirking look. “Falling behind, Blondie”
I tried to ignore Juana's throaty moans as she rode Vivian reverse cowgirl style, her plump asscheeks jiggling in the corner of my eyes.
“Cum on, Tara! Cum on!” Clap! Clap!
“That's it! Keep rubbing my clit! So close!”
Tara's pigtails flew as she tossed her head. Her pussy rippled about my cock, pleasure shooting through me. Thank God, she had finally cum. She rolled off me, shuddering and moaning beside me. Ashley, my final coed, fell on me, her lips sweet as they found mine. I rolled her onto her back, her legs parting for me, wrapping around my hips, and pulling me into her hot pussy.
“That's it, baby!” she moaned in my ear. “Give me some girl-cock loving!”
I pounded her, slamming my dick deep into her silky hole. I was so close to winning, to saving Vivian. Ashley's hips rose to meet mine, our breasts rubbing together. Her nipples were hard and electricity shot through me every time our nipples brushed as I writhed atop her.
“What a hot pussy!” moaned Vivian. “Work that cunt, slut!”
“Vivian!” Ronnie moaned. “Gonna cum! Love your cock!”
“Cum!” I hissed into Ashley's ear. “Please cum!”
“Trying!” she moaned back, her fingernails digging into my ass.
I can't lose! I want my Vivian back. I kissed Ashley, sliding my fingers up and down the redheads side, trying to ignite her fires while pumping my cock deep into her. Every time I bottomed out in her, I pressed my groin into her clitoris, giving her every last ounce of stimulation I could. I will not lose! Come on, Ashley. Cum for me.
“Vivian!” screamed Juana. “Cumming! Oh, Lord, yes! I'm cumming, chica!”
No!” I moaned. This couldn't be happening. I needed to win.
“Oh, yes, Blondie!”
“Sorry,” Ashley whispered as my hips stopped pumping.
I lost.
“You're my dickgirl slave.” Vivian grabbed me, pulling me up and squeezing my ass; heat flashed through me—her hand felt wonderful. “This is mine now!” She squeezed again, fingernails biting into my flesh. “Understand?”
“Yes!” I moaned, juices leaking down my thighs and my cock throbbing.
She grabbed my neck, marching me across the lounge. The naked coeds parted for us. She pushed me up against the wall and spanked my ass; I gasped, feeling like a bad girl. I failed. I deserved to be punished. “You thought you could waltz into my queendom swinging your dick around!” Smack! My ass burned and yet my lust grew stronger. “I am the queen here!”
“Yes!”
Smack! Stinging pain.
“Yes, what?” she demanded.
“Yes...your Majesty.”
Spank! The heat went straight to my weeping pussy. I felt so weak and helpless, and that just made my cock throb harder, aching for her next, authoritative blow.
“And don't you forget it, Blondie!”
Crack! Wonderful!
“I won't,” I moaned, my ass wiggling, eager for the next blow. What was wrong with me? Why was I so excited?
Crack!
Pleasure rippled through my pussy. This is what I needed. My lover was giving me attention. Nasty, filthy attention, the type that had simmered inside me, suppressed by church and my upbringing. I wanted to be fully hers. Her slut. Her whore. Her lover.
“Please take me, your Majesty! Use me how you want! I'm yours!”
Crack!
“Yes, you are, Blondie!”
Her cock nudged my ass, leaving a trail of cooling precum and pussy cream. God, I had missed her cock. Maybe she'll come to love me again. But do you love a sex slave? Vivian's breath was warm on my neck as her cock slipped between my thighs and rubbed against my pussy; I shivered as new sensations poured into me.
Her hips shifted, her cock pulling away then driving up my thigh and pushing through my labia, missing my pussy and rubbing into my cock. “Blondie, grab my dick and shove it into your slutty hole!”
“Yes, your Majesty,” I moaned, reaching between my legs, past my cock, and grasped her shaft.
I guided her to my pussy, gasping as she shoved it in, so thick and wonderful, better than the few guys I had ever fucked. This is what my pussy craved—my lover's girl-cock. Her thrusts were hard, her groin slapping into my ass.
“That's a good slave,” she groaned, her hands reaching around me and found my heavy breasts. “I do so love a woman with big knockers.” She kneaded them, rubbing my nipples as she pawed me. I moaned as her dick sawed in and out of me, her breasts pressing against my back—soft, feminine, so at odds with the hard shaft plunging my cunt. My own cock bouncing and waving with the force of her thrusts, aching to be touched.
Pleasure burned through me, the friction of her cock igniting my fires. I blazed, pushing my ass back, moaning as that wonderful dick sawed through my hole. The cock rubbed down the top of my pussy, brushing that wonderfully sensitive spot on every stroke, shuddering pleasure shooting through me.
“Fuck me, your Majesty!” I moaned. “I'm so fucking horny! I love your cock.”
“Girl-cock slut!” she hissed in my ear. Her right hand released my tit, sliding down my flat, quivering stomach. “You'd do anything for me, wouldn't you!”
“Yes! I'm your slave!” I couldn't stop myself from crying out these words. I had lost the bet. I would be hers. It's all I really wanted. Nothing else mattered to me—just Vivian.
Her tongue licked my ear; I shivered, so warm and wet. Her cock's thrusts were deep and powerful, churning me up. I felt so alive as every nerve inside me seemed primed for my orgasm. I could feel every bead of sweat roll down my flesh, wonderful, tickling sensations that mixed with the fires burning in my cunt and the throbbing at the tip of my cock. Her fingers circled my belly button, dipping in, my hips spasming.
I let myself go and just enjoyed our fucking. I may have lost my Vivian, but I had gained my Queen, and I let her tease and please me. Her breasts were soft pillows on my back, her nipples hard, rubbing against my flesh as she humped faster. The pleasure grew inside me, nearing a boil as her lips teased my ear, licking and sucking.
“That's it, slut!” she hissed between licks. “Take my cock! Your cunt's so tight.”
“Thank you, your Majesty! Your cock's so big! You're giving me such pleasure! Fuck me harder, please! I want to cum!”
Her thrusts slammed into me and I groaned through clenched teeth as a small ripple shot through me—a mini-orgasm shaking my body. Her hand moved lower, pushing into my golden bush, playing with my curls around the base of my cock.
And then her fingers were sliding down my dick, acrylic nails flicking across the tip of my cock. It jerked; I shuddered, my cunt squeezing down on her dick. She wrapped her hand around it, stroking me in rhythm to her fucking. Her hand slid down my shaft, her dick withdrew from my pussy. She slammed her cock into my cunt, her hand slid up my dick.
“Your Majesty!” I moaned. “Thank you! You're such a wonderful Queen for touching my unworthy cock!”
Her lips nuzzled my neck. “And you're not a half-bad slave, Blondie.”
I turned my head, her lips on my cheek. She kissed and nuzzled, leaving damp, hot spots that cooled. I leaned my head back more, looking over my shoulder at her. Her tan face was contorted with pleasure and her lips were so plump. She leaned in, pressing those lips to mine. I loved her so much and my heart beat for joy as I tasted her sweet mouth.
Energy surged out of me—the counterspell. True love's kiss. My tongue shot out into her warm mouth, meeting hers. She moaned, her lips moving. She drove her cock into my depths, holding it there as our kiss deepened. Her hand slowed, sliding up and thumbing the tip of my cock, electricity sparking through me.
She broke the kiss, eyes wide. “Shelley?”
“Yes,” I smiled.
Tears ran down her cheeks. “Oh, no. I'm
so sorry for cheating on you, Shelley.”
“I forgive you,” I whispered. “I'm your slave, Vivian.”
A slow smile crept on her lips. Her thumb pressed harder on the tip of my cock. “My slave...”
“And you're my queen,” I moaned, her hips pulling back, that thick dick sliding almost all the way out of my pussy, and then she slammed it back in, pleasure rushing through me. “My queen! I love you!”
“I love you, too!” she gasped, humping faster. Her hand flew on my cock.
I shuddered, pressure building at the tip. My body tensed. I was awash in pleasure. Two orgasms built. My female climax and my male explosion. Her cock drove into my cunt, sliding through all those sensitive nerves. Ripples shuddered through me, wave after wave, crashing into my mind and saturating my brain with those wonderful endorphins. My pussy squeezed down on her cock as my back spasmed.
“Shelley!” she gasped, and then liquid warmth pulsed into me.
My cock erupted. That intense release joined the waves of pleasures. Cum leaped out, splattering against the wall. Vivian drove into my depths, her spunk spilling inside me. We were spurting together, our cum boiling out in pulses. It was like she was cumming through me.
One last pulse shot into me. One last pulse shot out of me.
Vivian leaned against me, both of us panting and gasping. I turned, her cock sliding out of my pussy, my cock brushing against her hip. We kissed, our bodies pressing together, our cocks nudging each other as they slowly shrank back into our clitoris. We shared our love as the coeds cheered and clapped.
Even though I had lost, I had saved my lover.
“I love you,” I whispered when she broke the kiss.
She smiled, pressing her forehead against mine, then she turned, her arm wrapped around my shoulders, and we faced our dorm mates. I could see the lust burning in their eyes. They had all tasted the pleasures of a woman with a dick—a futanari as Mary called us—and they were eager for more. Vivian was the Queen, and I was her consort, and we were going to have a lot of fun ruling our little queendom.
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