Act 4
"Switch?" Priss gasped. "You mean he's still that wound up after all that?" The brunette stood, breasts bouncing freely as she stormed over to Sylia's soaking wet body.
Sylia looked up and smiled. The spectacular orgasm had helped clear her mind for the moment, but her desire was already beginning to return. Before long, she'd be beyond explanations herself. "My dear sweet... um, Priss... Mackie is hardly out of danger. Look at him," she said, gesturing to the moaning, still-unconscious Stingray, "he's still hallucinating, and more importantly, he's still hard as a rock." Which was also true; in fact, it seemed as if Mackie's twitching prick had managed to grow another inch somehow, as it stood proudly in its coating of male and female cum.
"Now, Linna," Sylia said, crawling over to the still-panting young woman, "it's your turn." Gently bringing Linna's face close to hers, Sylia kissed her, first gently, then passionately, tongue slipping through Linna's lips and seeking its counterpart. Linna responded by reaching up and running her hands along Sylia's sides, working her way beneath the elder woman's heavy breasts. Sylia moaned with appreciation for Linna's deft movements.
"Um, Sylia?" Nene said. "I thought _Mackie_ was the one Linna was supposed to have sex with."
Sylia nodded, pulling away reluctantly from Linna, who gasped with the separation. "You're feeling really, really hot, aren't you?" she husked, taking her hands and forcing them down while she could still control herself.
"Uh, uh, uh-huh," Linna gasped, already lost in a sea of hormones.
"Well, dear, there's only one cure for that heat you're feeling," Sylia said, "and it's attatched to that nice, horny young man lying on the bed there." Standing her up, Sylia walked Linna over to the bed, pausing only to remove the crumpled clothing from around her neck. "Look at that beautiful cock," Sylia whispered in Linna's ear. "Wouldn't you like to know how it feels to have it in your mouth, to lick it like a popsicle, suck it down like a bottle of Jolt Cola, and feel its hot, salty cum shooting down your throat and into your hot stomach?"
Linna nodded, trembling with desire.
"Then try it," Sylia said, and, taking Linna's hand, she guided it to Mackie's throbbing hard-on, letting it stroke the length gently. Mackie moaned, and more cum spurted from the cockhead, spraying over his chest and face.
"Taste it," Sylia whispered, and Linna needed no further encouragement. Slowly, she lowered herself to the bed beside him, and she began licking the cum splotches from Mackie's steaming body. Mackie moaned, "Oh, Linna..." as she licked his nipples, slurping up the globules of spunk that had gathered on his chest.
Sylia backed off, collapsing onto her ass, no longer able to repress her own chemically enhanced urges. "Oooohh..." she moaned. "Nene... Priss.... help me..."
Priss gasped. "Hey, I ain't no lez!" she huffed. "Help yourself, you're the one with the toys!"
"Oh, come on, Priss," Nene said, taking Priss' hand and guiding it beneath her skirt, bare titties bouncing with excitement, "it's not so bad as all that! Why, in fact..." Nene smiled slyly, whispering, "I may not be a man, but I can fuck you like no man has ever fucked you before."
"Wha?" Priss said, shrinking away.
"Yesssss," Sylia husked, grasping the double-headed dildo and handing it to Nene. "Yes, Nene, please, please fuck Sweetling for me. Yes," she said, licking her lips, "yes, Nene, together we'll make Sweetling beg for more... and we'll let Mackie finish her off."
"You are NOT going to put that fucking thing in me!" Priss said. "There ain't no way in hell I'm going to-"
"OOOOOOOH MY GOD!!!" Linna screamed from the bed. Somehow, while she had been working over Mackie's body, her crotch had come close to Mackie's nose, and smelling her soaked pussy, he had leaned up and begun eating with a will. Priss stopped and stared, not noticing Sylia and Nene approacing behind her.
"Ooh, Sweetling, your nipples are so hard, aren't they?" a voice whispered in Priss' ear, and Priss noticed that indeed, the sight of Linna humping Mackie's face was turning her on, a lot. Suddenly, Sylia's cum-slickened hands grabbed Priss's breasts from behind, and Priss moaned as Sylia caressed her firm ta-tas in circular patterns.
From below Priss, Nene said, "Wow, Priss, I haven't seen such a pretty cunnie since Naoko and I got bored on night shift in Records." Kneeling in front of Priss' crotch, Nene ran her tongue along the edges of her pubic growth, pausing to kiss the inside of Priss' trembling thighs here and there. Priss moaned loudly, feeling herself warm with lust.
Shaking like a leaf, Priss slid a hand back behind her, clumsily seeking Sylia's crotch. Finding her leg, she slid her palm upward, following the stream of female ejaculate up towards her sex. Sylia moaned herself at the contact, responding by increasing her efforts on Priss' breasts, fingers working the ample mounds frantically. Priss' twat flowed even harder, and Nene began to lap up the overflow.
"Mmmm, yummy cunnie!" Nene piped, slurping loudly at Priss' fountain of passion. The honey flowed from Priss' body, and Nene drank as much as she could, reveling in the smell and taste of feminine lust. "Mmmmm... better than ice cream!" she mumbled through a faceful of Priss.
Priss moaned even louder, feeling the power of her lust overwhelming her inhibitions, carrying her towards orgasm. Looking up from her body, she saw Linna in a sixty-nine with Mackie, shaking with uncontrollable orgasms. The sight thrilled her further, and gasping for breath, she pushed Nene away from her cunt, saying, "Please... I need it..."
"What's that?" Sylia whispered, kissing Priss' neck up and down. "Do you want to be fucked, Sweetling? Say it. Do you want Nene to fuck you?"
"Yes!" Priss hissed through clenched teeth, lightning playing up and down her nerves. "Yes, Nene, fuck me! I need it soooo bad!" Gasping as Nene removed her hyperactive tongue from Priss' hole and began pumping her with her fingers, she gasped, "No! I need more! Not fingers!"
Smiling, Nene picked up the double-sided dildo and waved it beneath Priss' nose. "Would you like this in your pussy, Priss?" Moaning as Sylia gently removed her skirt and panties, she said, "Pussy Priss? Hm? Would you like me to FUCK you with this DILDO, my little 'Pussy Priss?'"
"YES, damn you!" Priss screeched. "You're driving me up the fucking wall, now I give in and you decide to jack aro-OOOUUUHHH..." Priss moaned as Nene slid the huge phallus along Priss' swollen cunt lips. Humping and reaching her groin towards the rubber dick, Priss moaned, "Christ, quit teasing me, get on with it! Fuck me, dammit! Fuck me NOW!!!"
"Well, Nene, I think Sweetling is ready," Sylia purred. "Let me help you with that," she said, and she took the dildo from Nene and licked one end up and down, moistening it with her saliva. "MMmmmmm," she said, "what I wouldn't give to have my turn now, but..." Guiding the lubricated end to Nene's crotch, Sylia dragged the tip up and down Nene's pussy, sending the redhead into squeals of delight. Nene's honey began to drip onto the love rod, lubricating it further. Finally, Sylia held the phallus in place, and with one shove she thrust the dildo into Nene's waiting quim.
"OOOOOOHHHH!" Nene cooed, as a fresh orgasm took her. "OOOH yeah," she said again, as Sylia pushed the dildo deeper into her body, stretching her tight vagina and sending further jolts of lust through her body. Humping slowly, Nene began strapping the harness on, and with Sylia's help she was soon ready to take the prize waiting between Priss' trembling limbs.
"Last chance, Sweetling," Sylia said, pulling Priss down to the floor and spreading her legs wide open. "Do you want Nene to fuck you silly with her brand-new dick?"
"My God, you don't quit, do you?" Priss said. "How many times do I have to say it, dammit? Fuck ne, Nene! Or I'll damn well do it by myself!"
"Ooh, we're feeling frustrated, aren't we?" Nene smiled. Guiding the other end of the dildo into Priss' dripping pussy, she said, "Well, we can take care of that." The rubber dick's tip brushed against Priss' clit, and Priss moaned loudly. Suddenly, Priss grabbed Nene's asscheeks and pulled downward, driving the dickhead into her labia, missing her hole.
"Careful, dear," Sylia said, guiding the dildo into place, "you might hurt youself with this big hard cock." With the prod in place, Sylia gently pushed it in, an inch sliding into Priss' tender nether regions.
"YES!" Priss screeched, and she slammed her pelvis against Nene, driving the prod into her innermost depths. Nene gaped as Priss ground her crotch against the dildo, fucking like a derrick, driving the piston into her depths, trying to strike oil. Nene moaned as Priss' gyrations drove the dildo in and out of her own cunt. Wow, she thought, if she keeps this up, I won't be able to last much longer myself.
Meanwhile, Linna moaned and twitched as Mackie nibbled her clit, bringing her close to yet another peak of sexual tension. Now, though, her desire had shifted focus, and her swollen cunt now demanded more than the eager tongue of an oversexed boy. Releasing her death-grip on Mackie's passion python, she pulled away from Mackie's insatiable lips and prepared to mount his slick, gleaming cock.
Slowly, carefully, Linna lowered her sex onto Mackie's rock-hard schlong, gasping as, inch by inch, his manhood penetrated her cunt, plumbing depths never before touched. Gasping at the incredible sensation, Linna sat still with Mackie buried deep within her, savoring the feeling of being so incredibly full, full of male, full of life, full of lust.
Then, Linna leaned forward, shifting Mackie's cock within her and adding new dimensions to the incredible hot and cold running desire flooding her system. Rocking slowly back and forth on her hands and knees, breasts swinging over Mackie's chest, Linna moaned and cooed her delight, friction driving her half-mad with desire. Mackie's hands traced her form, running from her butt along her back to her shoulders, bringing shivers with every contact with Linna's burning-hot body. Then, Mackie shifted his blind search down to the magnificent mounds dangling above him, and he began rubbing them together , deftly sending the fitness instructor into sexual overdrive.
No longer able to contain her wild instinctive urges, Linna began a frantic rhythm, trying to speed her way to release. Mackie met her thrust for thrust, mashing her breasts in his fevered efforts. Linna felt the throbbing cock plunge deeper and deeper on each thrust, and she shoved harder and harder, trying to reach bottom at last. Little by little, her urges began to center around a tight ball of concentrated pleasure forming in her gut, building with each stroke of Mackie's swollen manhood into her hot cunt. Linna bucked and rolled, gasping for breath, trying to hold on to the pleasure for as long as possible.
As Linna drove towards orgasm, Priss and Nene stepped up their game of Hide the Salami. Priss had fallen onto her back, thrusting with her hips, sucking on a finger while the opposite hand fondled her breasts. Nene had flipped over onto her stomach, cooing with delight, luxuriating in the double-passive lezbo fuck she had begun.
As Priss sucked desperately on her trigger finger, a voice above her said, "Would you like something better to suck on, Sweetling?" Opening her eyes, Priss saw Sylia's dripping pussy hovering over Priss' face. "Maybe my Sweetling would like to see what a woman's love tastes like, hmm?"
Priss stuggled with her lust, trying to maintain some level of dignitiy. I'm not a lesbian, I'm not! she thought, even as a pre-orgasmic shudder drove the two-headed dildo deeper into her twat. With each thrust, her resolve weakened further, until finally, she nodded acquiescence. With no further ado, Sylia squatted onto Priss' mouth, pressing her pudenda against the singer's lips.
Despite never even having considered eating pussy before, Priss fell to the new experience with a will. Diving straight into Sylia's muff, Priss plunged her tongue deep into Sylia's cunt, drinking the intoxicating liquid within like lemonade. Sylia squirmed with excitement as Priss gulped and slurped, sucking moisture from Sylia's vagina like a Sears Shop Vac.
Nene began bucking harder, feeling her portal of pleasure twitch with the first spasms of what would be a mind-shattering cum. Sitting up, she reached her hand down and found her clit beneath the dildo's harness, rubbing it frantically and gasping with lust. Finally, her dam burst, and she screamed, "OOOOHHH, I'M CUMMING!!" jamming her full weight down onto Priss, transferring the pressure through the dildo into Priss' twat, pressing the rubber dong clear to Priss' uterus.
As the dual dildo touched the bottom of Priss' well, she began bucking as well. Throwing Sylia off her face, she screamed wildly, cunt spasming with a volcanic release of cum juice. As the initial orgasm passed through her, she bucked harder, bringing herself almost instantly to a second climax. "YESSS! AGAIN!!! FUUUUUCK MEEEEEE!" she screamed, breasts shaking with her rocking motions, and she kept pushing the dildo as deep as it would go, driving Nene into now-painful contortions.
"MORE! MORE! MOOOOOORE!" Priss screamed, and then she sat up straight and screamed, "OH, *YESSSS*!" as a third orgasm overloaded her system. "YESSS I'M CUMMING!" she screamed, coating the dildo with her juices, unwilling to stop thrusting and bucking atop the prosthetic.
"please... no more..." Nene moaned, and reaching down, she released the straps and crawled off the dildo, twat slurping as the dong slipped out. Released from Priss' insane motions at last, Nene sighed and relaxed, saying, "Ooooh... that was something -else.-"
Priss moaned, and opening her eyes, she noticed that the person giving her leverage for her sexual seppuku had left her post. Looking at the spent Nene, Priss shook her head, old inhibitions lost in a sea of concentrated lust, muttering, "Just like a woman to say she's got a cuntache." Then, smiling to herself, she reached down and reversed the straps on the harness, securing the substitute cock to herself, and she turned to the Knight Saber commander, who had been reduced to frigging herself with both hands.
"So, you fucking bitch," Priss grinned, "you want your Sweetling to get fucked? You want your Sweetling to eat pussy?" Flipping Sylia over, she slipped a finger into the woman's palpitating asshole, stroking furiously. "Well, your Sweetling is about to do something you weren't expecting! Hope you're ready, Sylia, 'cause Sweetling is coming, and she's coming by the back door!" Prying Sylia's asscheeks apart, Priss guided the cockhead, coated with Nene's spunk, into the tight brown portal. Gently, she began to rock in and out, pressing against the resistance of Sylia's spincter, sending mixed pain and pleasure through both women's bodies.
"Oh! Oh, Sweetling! I love you! I love you!!" Sylia screeched, beginning to respond to Priss' buggering. As she fingered her clit with one hand and held herself up with the other, Sylia pushed back into Priss' thrusts as the singer began a doggy-fucking to the finish. Unable to keep the thrusts slow, Priss resumed her frantic bucking, feeling the passions rise in her again, as in her stomach, orgasms began to take a number and line up for Priss' pleasure centers. With Sylia moaning and screeching at the incredible feeling of fullness her butt was sending, and Priss strangling her moans of passion as friction sent her pussy into waterfall mode, the two presented Nene a lurid display of sexual abandon.
Licking her lips, Nene sat back and rubbed her breasts and pussy absentmindedly, not seeking orgasm yet, simply enjoying the sensations and the twin features presentations before her. On the bed, Linna rocked and rolled on Mackie's drumstick, tears flowing as she tried to hold the building passion for one more stroke, then another, then another. On the other hand, Priss and Sylia ground against each other frantically, spooning their way as fast as they could to orgasm. Nene wondered idly, licking her cum-coated finger, which pair would climax first.
Suddenly, Linna slowed, falling down onto Mackie's sweating body. Grasping Mackie at the ribcage, she rolled him over on top of her. Then, grasping his buttcheeks, she guided him back into the rhythm they had been locked in before, and Mackie soon took over and began slamming his cock into her harder than ever. Linna moaned and cried, breasts jiggling, head thrashing, as each fever-powered stroke added to the immense well of pure desire she had built up.
It was too much.
"Ugh! UGH! UGH!" Linna coughed, trying to choke the orgasm down, but it was already too late. Finally, her cunt spasmed, grasping Mackie's cock with her vaginal muscles, squeezing with the force of a dozen velvet vicegrips. Creaming all over the sheets, she screeched, "COMMMMMMMIIINNGGG! GOD I'M COMMMING!!!" and she reached up and hugged Mackie to her, kissing and licking his face as he spasmed in turn and shot his load into her thirsty twat. "OHHHH SOOOO GOOOOOD!!" she gasped, falling limply to the mattress, glow of pleasure spreading through her body, Mackie lying limp over her, cock still buried in her, stiff and ready as ever.
The screams from the bed were Priss' cue for release. The first orgasm took her like a football tackle, and she collapsed to the floor, still driving the dildo deep into Sylia's buttcheeks. "YES! MORE! MORE! MOOOOOOORE!" she screeched, as she thrashed in the throes of orgasm after orgasm.
The irregular thrusts and twists of the body above her sent Sylia into her own, long-delayed orgasm, and she twisted herself, flattening and curving her body against the carpet. "OOOOHHH YES! YES, FUCK ME SWEETLING! I'M CUMMING! FEEL ME CUUUUUUM!"
"YES!" Priss crowed. "CUM, YOU BITCH! YOU FUCKING MEDDLING BITCH, MAKE ME---OOOOOOOH SHIIIIIIIIITTT!" she said, falling backwards and out of Sylia, thrashing in uncontrollable lust. Sylia squealed as the withdrawal sent her into another orgasm, but her cries were drowned out by Priss, who grabbed the dildo and shoved it in and out of herself, snapping the harness, plunging the length in and out of her spasming twat. Finally, she screamed, "OOOOOOOOH HOOOLY SHIIIIIIT I CAME!!!" and she passed out, overcome by the sheer pleasure of it all.
Nene stood up slowly, thighs shlurping together as she walked over to the bed and slowly flipped Mackie off Linna's quivering body. Behind her, Priss trembled senselessly, still orgasming despite her half-comatose state, and Sylia could barely move, overcome by the experience of her secret fantasies, total domination by another.
Looking the other Knight Sabers over, Nene chuckled, "You'll all be out of it for a little while." Grasping Mackie's hard-on in her hand and beginning to jack him off, she grinned, "Which means this bad boy is gonna be all mine now!"
Nene ran her nimble fingers up and down Mackie's erection, tickling the ridge of the urethra with her fingertips. As she stroked the boy's raging hard-on, her free hand found his testicles, caressing the scrotal sac with a velvet touch.
Mackie moaned with the resumed sexual activity. Deep within his short-circuiting brain, he felt the prickling contacts of Nene's fingers driving his crotch into a maddened state. His balls were already tightening with a fresh load of semen, even as his chemically imbalanced endocrine system ordered his spooge production to yet another all-time high. Had he been in any condition to appreciate the feeling, he might have fainted; instead, still swimming in his demented hallucinations, he groaned, "Sylia..."
"Sylia?" Nene grumbled. Suddenly, her ticking became a firm grip on Mackie's sheath, her slow deliberate movements switched to a rapid pud-pounding frenzy. "Is this Sylia, Mackie?" she growled. "This is Nene, Mackie, and she wants a facial, right now!"
"Nene? MMmmm... do that thing with the tongue, Nene..." he mumbled, having shifted to a new fever dream.
"With my tongue, huh?" Nene smiled, still jacking Mackie off. "Sure, I'll play along." Leaning closer to Mackie's already pulsating boner, she stuck her tongue out and fluttered it lightly on the tip, teasing the slit. "Mmmm, nummy," she mumbled, tasting Mackie, Sylia and Linna in the juices still clinging to him. "I could get to like sloppy seconds."
Mackie's piss-slit oozed a drop of pre-cum, and Nene decided to go for broke. With her free hand, she went for a spot just behind Mackie's balls, tickling. "Coochie coochie coo!" she whispered. Mackie groaned and mumbled incoherently, and with a thrust he shot wad after wad of white lightning from his wand, splattering Nene's face with the sticky goo. Nene giggled and smiled as Mackie shot tablespoons at a time into the air.
A splotch of Mackie's cum landed in Linna's face. Flinching, she rolled away from the rain of sperm, finding the edge of the bed and falling to the floor heavily. Now wide awake, she looked at Nene's spooge-coated face. "Nene..." she whispered.
Nene turned to face Linna. "Look, Linna! Spooge of Olay! Nature's perfect wrinkle cream, health drink, and breast growth hormone!"
"What?" Linna said.
"Oh, well, I don't know about the other two," Nene smiled. "Me and Mackie are gonna test them all, though! And now that we've covered facial cream... boy have we ever!" she giggled, "it's time to test Mackie's cum as... a super vitamin drink!!" Without bothering to wipe off her face, Nene leaned down and began licking Mackie's cock like a long pink lollipop. Linna looked curiously at it- had it become larger since she'd had her turn at it? Must be my imagination, she thought, as a slow heat began to return to her sex.
Backing away from Nene's bobbing head, Linna raised a hand to her breast, gently tracing the bottom of its tight, athletically firm curve, rekindling the lavender flames she had thought extinguished by her cataclysmic orgasms with Mackie. Wow, she thought to herself, supressing a moan, if I'd known, I wouldn't have had a cherry to break in that dance class when I was fourteen!
Linna reached a hand down to her cum-soaked slit, cupping a glob in her hands and tasting it. The flavor reminded her slightly of tuna, or maybe saltwater taffy. Or... really, it didn't taste like anything, save what it was; the consummation of two people's wild passion. Linna began sucking her finger, sliding it in and out of her lips, draining every last bit of her flavor from it.
"Oh, so the slut is hungry," an angry voice said behind her. Priss stood agressively behind her, smirking at the finger-sucking woman before her. "Well, you oversexed cunt, if you're so hungry, let me give you something to eat!" Priss grabbed Linna's hair and shoved her head to Priss' muff. For a moment, Linna hesitated, surprised by Priss' new agressively sexual behavior. However, strange though it was, it was also an intense turn-on, and the scent from Priss' rampage of orgasms whetted her appetite. An hour ago, Linna had barely considered sex of any kind; now, she began licking up the liquid from Priss' cunt with gusto.
Priss moaned with ecstacy, lust building already as she pressed Linna's head deeper into her crotch. "Yes! Lick my cunt!" she hissed, thrashing with the feelings winding up her depths. "I know you love it! Lick my cunt gooooood!"
Linna licked, feeling her crotch moistening afresh with lust. Priss' hand gripping her hair, her incredibly foul and demeaning monologue, and the smell and taste of her lubricant all excited her intensely, and she expressed her delight through her tongue, fucking Priss with it, cleaning her labia, sucking and nibbling at her erect clit. Priss squirmed beneath her talented tongue, enjoying every minute.
From the floor beside the two, Sylia watched the whole affair. Between Priss' total domination of Linna and Nene's toying with Mackie's cock, she was feeling a bit randy herself, However, her ass and cunt still ached from the incredible fuck Priss had laid into her, and simply put she was far too exhausted at the moment to join in the festivities. Instead, she laid back and enjoyed the show.
Nene slid down Mackie's rod to lick his balls, still taut and churning with unspent cum. Slurping loudly for effect, she ran her tongue from his base across his scrotum and up to the cocktip, savoring Mackie's aroma. Then, she took the cockhead into her mouth and began sucking hard, head bobbing swiftly over Mackie's crotch. Mackie gasped loudly, and Nene felt the prick throb, the tip swell, and then her mouth was full with Mackie's spunk, firing into her like some sort of erotic Super Soaker 2000.
Nene gulped and swallowed, trying to take every last drop, feeling the warm salty liquid add to the intense warmth steadily building in her gut. Mackie's cum is one hell of an aphrodesiac, she thought, feeling her pussy dripping, clit throbbing, breasts pulsing with desire. A trickle of cum dribbled from her lips as she pulled away from Mackie, swallowing the last of his love shake with a loud gulp.
"Wow!" she husked, "I feel stronger already!" and she wasn't kidding. She felt ready to fuck forever, to lose herself with Mackie's cock in her, but now she wanted to try something else. "Well, facial cream good, vitamin drink excellent... now let's try breast enhancer."
Nene crawled up onto Mackie's legs and bent over his wang, lowering her breasts to him. The first touch of her nipples on his fevered flesh sent a surge of emotion through the redhead, threatening to send her into orgasm without even trying. Concentrating on the good feelings, she ran her breasts along Mackie's stomach, tracing circles with her nipples, slowly working them around his slickened member.
As Mackie's manhood slid into Nene's cleavage, she grasped her breasts and brought them together around it. Gasping with pleasure, she whispered, "It's titty fucking time!" and began humping him with her bosom. Although not as ample as Sylia or Linna, her gazongas were well ample for the task at hand, providing full enclosure in a fleshy sheath around Mackie's member, his cockhead bobbing in and out beneath Nene's tongue.
Nene squealed with delight, unable to contain herself. Sqeezing her breasts together around the stiff tool, she bucked faster and faster, jacking Mackie and herself simultaneously. The fire in her tits flowed through her, sending her into the convulsions she desired. "COMING!" she gasped, lifting up and then slamming Mackie's cock with her breasts. As she withdrew her breasts from him, Mackie shot up in the air with another orgasm, and Nene quickly redirected the stream to shoot all over her hair, face and breasts. The feel of fresh cum on her titties triggered a second orgasm, and she squealed as she rubbed the substance all over them.
Behind her, Nene heard Priss grunting and moaning in a new orgasmic frenzy, feeding Linna her tuna taco and enjoying every moment. Linna's pussy was dripping with unsatisfied desire, her focus totally on Priss' enjoyment. Smiling, Nene returned to her work; she had a hunger of her own, but it was for fucking, not more sucking. She wanted Mackie in her twat, now!
"UUUUUUUUNNNNNGGGGH!" Priss gasped, orgasms peaking in a tidal wave of female cum, and she pulled away from Linna at last. "Ooooh yes, slut, you do that good! But now, you cunt, now it's your turn!"
Moaning and smiling, Linna turned on her hands and knees, presenting her nether region to Priss and spreading her labia wide. Priss slapped her tight tush, drawing a squawk of mixed pain and surprised from Linna. "You slut! Don't point your ass at me! I don't want to see your filthy holes!" Shoving Linna down to the carpet, Priss chuckled, "People who point their holes at other people ought to have them plugged! Isn't that fair?"
Reaching to the tools beside her, Priss examined the two-headed dildo, then discarded it; as much as she'd like to use it, without the straps there was no way of providing leverage for a fuck, not with both their quims so slick with lubricant. Instead, she grabbed the ridged vibrator and slid it into Linna's twat, wringing a screech of passion from her as she came.
"There! That's one plugged!" Priss chuckled. Linna squealed again, raising her butt again in her spasms. Shoving her down again, Priss growled, "Still haven't learned yet? Better plug the other hole, then!" Grasping the smooth white vibrator, she ran it once along her own sopping cunt, lubricating it nicely, and then she slid the tip into Linna's asshole.
Linna's bucking stopped, passion replaced by total surprise on her face. "AAAAAH! Wha- wha- what are you doIIIIIIIIING!" she screeched as Priss slowly but firmly slid the phallus into her rectum.
"There," Priss said. "Now then, you slut," Priss chuckled, "if you thought you were cumming hard before, it's time for you to hit hyperspeed! WARP DRIVE ENGAGED! A-HAHAHAHAHAHA!" she giggled evilly, switching both vibrators on and turning the intensity up to full power.
The vibrators hummed in Linna, sending her sensitive inner parts into rapture, and instantly she went into a frenzy. "OH YES! MY GOD, SO GOOOD!" she screamed. "GONNA CUM! GONNA CUM AGAIN! OH BUDDHA, SO GOOD!!" The fire in her loins flowed in waves over her as orgasm after orgasm took her. Behind her, Priss chuckled at the sight, fingering her twat as she watched Linna squirm, ass in midair, nipples rubbing on the carpet.
Nene gently humped Mackie's prick on the bed beside them, enjoying the show as well. "Oooh, yes, Mackie," she said quietly, "that looks like so much fun. I'll bet Linna is gonna dry herself out that way!" As she felt Mackie's prod begin to pulse inside her, she said, "Ooh, another drink for me? Good boy! Let me just get off-" and she arose, Mackie's staff sliding out of her cleft.
Mackie's hands flashed up to Nene's thighs, grabbing hold before she could disengage, and with a thrust he imbedded himself in her, fucking her like a crazed animal. Nene squirmed in panic, trying to pull away, even as her body responded with the pounding. "No! Wait!" she squeaked, breasts bouncing like eager puppies as she wrestled with Mackie's iron grip on her thighs. "Not like this! Not yet! I want you in my mouth, not-" Suddenly, she felt her inner recesses sprayed with Mackie's seed.
The sensation silenced her for one second, and then, the Mother of All Orgasms (to her) struck. "GAAAH!" she screamed, falling forward, Mackie still buried in her. "OOOH SHIT!" Mackie kept pounding into her, driving deeper and deeper, stretching her wider and wider, driving her absolutely nuts. "NO MORE! Let go of MEEEEEEEEEE!" she squealed, as the Mother of the Mother of All Orgasms speared her, and then the Great-Grandma of All Orgasms paid a visit as well. "I can't, I can't- ohhhhhh, shiiiiit!" she gasped, as she felt the thunder rise in her as never before...
...and then the Patron Mother Goddess Metaphor of All Orgasms arose over her worshipper Nene and blessed her with the most mind-shattering come she had ever experienced. As Nene collapsed sweating and twitching atop Mackie, the Goddess paused to grant Linna a similar boon, and just for laughs she granted the finger-fucking Priss a lesser, but intense, orgasm of her own, before dissappearing into the collective mindset of Deranged Lemon Writers.
Sylia watched bemused, unaware of the mass hallucination which passed before her, as the three girls came one after the other and fell. Crawling over to Linna, she turned off the vibrators and removed them, licking the cum off the larger one as she did. Finally, she whispered, "All right, ladies... now for the main event! Priss, Sweetling, it's your turn."
Priss' eyes opened, and her eyes glanced at the massive cock sliding out of Nene's crotch. Then, her eyes glanced up to its owner.
Her nipples visibly softened and shrank.
"I can't do it," she whispered.
Act 5
Sylia looked slightly stunned at Priss. "Go on, Sweetling, it's your turn." she urged. "Remember, this is for Mackie."
"Well, yeah..." Priss said contritely, looking at the groaning boy on the bed. "But... well... shit, he still turns me off. I can't even think of-" Her glance slipped back down to his manhood, and she gasped, "Hey! Is that thing bigger?"
"What?" Sylia took a closer look and gasped. "Let me see that," she said, scrambling over to the bed. She took Mackie's prick in her hands, measuring its length, and gasped. Since her turn at him, his cock had easily added another two inches, maybe three, and it had grown a bit thicker as well. As she looked it over, it twitched, spewing out yet another flood of semen over his chest and Sylia's hands. The orgasm subsided, but Mackie's penis still throbbed, burning hot, as Sylia let go and backed away. "Uh-oh," she said.
"Uh-oh?" Nene asked. "Isn't that my line?"
"His pituitary gland's been affected. We're out of time."
"What?" Priss couldn't parse the statement.
"Too long and logically implausible to explain," Sylia said. "Simply put, the fever's put his pituitary gland into hyperdrive to match his sexual urges. If this keeps up, he'll die from the shock to his system. You have to break the fever now!"
Nene gaped at Mackie's immense hard-on. "Wow! He's a monster now! I thought he was getting bigger at the end!"
Priss looked from Mackie's face to his crotch, then his face, then his cock, stuck on the point of indecision. Mackie was her friend, she didn't want him to die... she also didn't want to have sex with the little pervert... but the twitching organ between his legs called to a hunger which was stirring again in her loins, despite her revulsion at its owner. "..... I'm gonna need help..." she gasped at last.
"Here you go!" Nene chirped, handing a vial of 'liquid courage' with a red stopper to Priss. Priss looked nervously at the substance. She'd seen what it had done to Sylia and Linna (she'd also seen that Nene didn't need the stuff to be a total pervert), and quite frankly it made her nervous. However, she wouldn't be able to touch Mackie without it. And oh boy, did she want to.
"Bottoms up," she said, and she gulped down the tiny vial of liquid courage, feeling fire dance through her as it hit her stomach. Almost instantly, the form before her took on a new look. No longer was Priss looking at Mackie, renowned pervert and fanboy- this was Mackie, the one person in the room who could satisfy her raging urges.
"Wow... that stuff is potent," Priss said, and then her hunger took over. She lunged over the bed, almost swallowing Mackie's cock in her drug-enhanced desire. To the amazement of the other girls, she began swallowing Mackie's enhanced length to depths logic stated just couldn't be possible. Mackie moaned under her, slowly humping against her face as she sucked.
"I didn't know you made it that strong," Nene whispered to Sylia.
"I didn't," Sylia said. "That vial just had sugar water in it."
"If that was just sugar water," Linna whispered, watching as Priss pulled away from her deep-throat and feverishly worked Mackie's hard-on over with her tongue, "then I could use some too!" Snatching Sylia's purse from the bedside, she grabbed an identical vial, chugged it, and then, eyes flaming with excitement, she tackled Sylia, hands feeling up the elder Stingray's still- sopping twat.
"Hey," Nene whined, reflexively rubbing her thighs together, "what about me?"
"Get your own love potion!" Sylia hissed as Linna's fingers played havoc with her pleasure centers. One hand was feeling up Sylia's sensitive knockers, while the other traced her labia and flirted with her clitoris. As one moistened digit snuck down and did a quick exploration of her asshole, Sylia moaned loudly, unable to do more than rock back and forth on her hands and knees and enjoy Linna's ministrations.
Nene watched anxiously, looking for some way of participating in the fun. Linna and Sylia appeared to be occupied with each other, and at the moment Priss was monopolizing Mackie with a single-minded passion. Rubbing her pussy absently, Nene sat and watched, waiting for a chance to join in.
Priss slurped frantically at Mackie's prod. Somehow, she had to quench the fires burning inside her, and her instincts told her the object she was currently lubricating with her saliva was the key. As her tongue and lips ran up and down the immense length, her hand massaged her pussy, stoking the fires still further. Waves of heat ran across her body, gravitating to her breasts, her crotch, and her ass. Gasping for breath, she climbed onto the bed, kissing Mackie's cock as long as she could, and then she straddled him and, slowly, gently, eased her cunt onto him.
Priss gasped as her vaginal walls were stretched to their limits, and maybe beyond. With every inch sliding into her red-hot twat, Priss felt incredible pleasure, and she knew her first orgasm was only moments away. Slowly, timidly, she began rocking back and forth slightly on Mackie's length, acclimating herself to the incredible sense of fullness she felt. In and out slid Mackie's rod, slowly driving Priss insane with desire.
Priss gasped as she felt hands gripping her breasts, tracing the outline of her aurolae. Mackie groaned and squeezed her Charmin mercilessly, and the mixed pain and pleasure sent Priss wild. Moaning incoherently, she sped up her humping, driving Mackie as deep as she could into her cunt.
"Ne, Priss," Nene whined from the floor, "move over, I need some too." Climbing up over Mackie's head, she placed her pudenda right over Mackie's lips, and it didn't take long for him, even in his near-comatose state, to take the hint and dig in. As Mackie slurped and smacked away at Nene's sweet-bun, Priss leaned up slightly and began working over Nene's bosom, driving the redhead's passion into high gear.
"Mmmm, Nene, I love how your tits taste!" Priss moaned, nibbling at Nene's nipples between groans. Nene gasped and ground her crotch harder against Mackie's face, sending love juices overflowing down his chin and cheeks. The three lovers humped wildly, racing each other towards release.
Priss climaxed first. Rearing back from Nene's breasts, she howled, "FUCK! FUCK! OHHH, FUUUUCK ME!!!" Mackie grunted, slamming harder and harder into her, until finally he went stiff, shooting his nth load of sperm into Priss' depths. Nene humped, fingered, and fondled herself, but without Mackie and Priss to help her, the orgasm she'd been seeking eluded her.
Priss slid off Mackie's rod, which was now visibly pulsating, veins standing out on its length. "Oh, man," she groaned, "he's not done YET?!?"
Sylia pulled away from a groaning Linna, gasping as Linna's hands were torn away from her sensitive breasts. Examining Mackie quickly, she smiled and said, "I think we've almost got him. One more good spooge ought to do it."
She left unspoken the real truth: one more had -better- do it. Mackie wouldn't last long enough for a second try if this one failed.
Priss looked at Mackie's enormous love monster. "I don't know if my pussy can take that thing again," she groaned.
"Well, then, sweetling," Sylia smiled, rubbing Priss' cunt and lubing up her anus, "we'll just have to use another hole."
Priss gasped as Sylia's fingers invaded her rectum, slicking up the hole for use. The need for cock returned in force, and Priss reached down and began stroking Mackie's penis, preparing herself for penetration.
Nene watched, moaning as Mackie began to give attention to her twat once more, while Priss raised her ass and aimed Mackie's prod at her twitching, well-lubricated bunghole. Slowly, slowly, Priss brought herself down, making contact with the cockhead, and then timidly sliding the tip into her ass. Gasping with the pain, Priss bit her lip, but she kept shoving, centimeter after centimeter of cock shoving the walls of her rectum outward.
Finally, with about half of Mackie's cock in her butt, Priss stopped and gasped for breath. Without a doubt, she had never felt so incredibly full in her life. Her spinchter was stretched painfully wide, but at the same time the feel of being penetrated, so wickedly, by _so_ fucking_ much_ cock_ turned her on beyond belief. For a long moment, Priss couldn't move.
Then, Sylia bent backwards over the foot of the bed and began licking at the edges of Priss' labia gently, teasing her cunt. Priss gasped, and then instinctively she shoved back onto Mackie's prick, shoving the rest of it into her in one hard stroke. "YEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHH!!" she shouted, tears of pain and pleasure streaking her face, as she came wildly.
Mackie moaned at the incredible pressure on his cock, like nothing he'd ever felt before...
... and his eyes fluttered open, and through a mouthful of Nene's twat he gasped, "Whmff... grfffmn... rrmmmnn?"
Nene heard Mackie's muff-muffled voice, and she rose up long enough to see his face screwed up in a confused expression, made all the more ludicrous by the layers of female cum on his lips and cheeks. "Shh! Just lay back and enjoy, we're saving your life!" Nene giggled, and without further comment she returned her quim to its roost above Mackie's tongue.
Sylia was enjoying every moment of the experience. The two forbidden lusts of her life were fucking, and she was there eating Priss's pussy, which to her was the sweetest pastry ever known to Man. Or Woman, she giggled, considering Priss' probably limited experience. Under her expert tongue, Priss' cunt was responding incredibly well, and Sylia's own nest was growing hotter and hotter.
The humming noise she heard behind her at about that point seemed to Sylia to be the most wonderful noise created. Reaching a hand back to spread her cunt lips wide, she raised her ass expectantly, and she was rewarded by Linna's quick insertion of the large, ribbed vibrator into her dripping pussy. A second hum indicated she'd saved a vibrator for herself.
Priss screamed with orgasm after orgasm. "OOOOH! SO FULL! GOD, I CAN'T TAKE IT! OH GOOOOOOOD!" she yelled, as Mackie's rod buggered her. "OOOHH, YES! Fuck me up the ass! Fuck me behind the ear! Just FUCKING FUUUUUUUUUK! MEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Nene moaned as Mackie's tongue sought out her inner depths, popping out now and then to caress her clit. Every flicker of his magic touch sent Nene into quiet convulsions, building one after the other in an erotic crescendo. Massaging her tits, Nene rocked back and forth on his face, rushing as fast as she could to orgasm.
Finally, Mackie bit down onto Nene's clit, and the mild pain capped the tidal wave of ecstacy. Moaning, she spasmed in orgasm, falling forward and accidentally shoving Priss down harder than ever on Mackie's cock.
For a long second, nobody moved.
Then, Priss shouted, "COME!" standing up on the bed, breasts in her hands, as Mackie's newly immense member slid out of her ass, already firing off a steady stream of semen. The cum hit Sylia's face, who howled her delight as the vibrator helped her over the hump to her own orgasm. Finally, Linna screamed her own delight as she frigged herself to climax.
Exhausted, the Knight Sabers fell over each other, allowing afterglow to fade into sleep.
For the first time in nearly a day, Mackie's cock was totally limp... and he was surrounded by four sweaty, cum-drenched naked women.
There's a bit of irony in there somewhere.
Pity none of them were conscious to observe it.
Epilogue
Beep-beep-beep.
Beep-beep-beep.
Beep-beep-beep.
Sylia stirred from her position under the foot of the bed. Barely awake, she crawled over to the pile of clothes she'd taken off an eternity of orgasms ago, rummaged through it for her pager.
Beep-beep-beep.
Beep-beep-beep.
Beep-be-bip bip!
Sylia shut the pager off and set it to vibrate. Then, as an afterthought, she checked the time.
1:07 AM.
Sylia shook her head. When they'd begun, it had been early afternoon, no later than three o'clock. She'd lost track of time after the sex had begun, but even so...
"Come on, children, time to wake up," she grumbled, shaking one sleeping body after another. Slowly, shakily, the other Knight Sabers pulled themselves onto their hands and knees, then sitting, exhausted by the incredible sexual experience they had just experienced.
"Owwww... my head..." Nene whimpered.
"I'm so fucking -sore.-" Priss grumbled, crawling off the bed.
"I smell awful!" Linna griped. "What the hell were we all doing?" Moments after she said the words, Linna's eyes widened as she remembered exactly what had happened. The same light of understanding was mirrored in the others' faces. Slowly, the full realization of what they had done sank in.
"I fucked... my own brother..." Sylia murmured, staring at the unconscious form lying completely limp on the half-broken bed.
"I... fucked... Mackie Stingray," Priss gasped, reaching down and wiping a glob of congealed cum from her pussy.
"I... lost my virginity... to... Nene," Linna whispered, quivering.
"You know what? I wanna do it all again!" Nene said, looking at the other women half-innocently, half-excitedly.
Slowly, smiles spread around the room. At last, Priss said, "Hey, Sylia can you trigger that thing Mackie had again?"
-THE END-