She stumbled through Johnny’s penthouse, traipsing piss through the palatial apartment. The sun was streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows, which was not helping the headache.
She walked past the kitchen, a flash of memory hitting her as she held onto the sticky quartz counter for support.
Stacey had been lying on the counter, Kelsey squatting over her. She had been squirting all over her lesbian fuckslave. Or pissing. Johnny may have been filming it.
Had it all been a dream? Couldn’t be, this was definitely Johnny’s place. Where were they?
She made her way through the den, distinctly remembering the couch where she had eaten Johnny’s asshole, while Stacey ate hers.
She passed the bathroom- she was pretty sure Johnny had fucked the both of them in there at some point.
Finally she found the master bedroom, finding both Johnny and Stacey. They were naked, unconscious, and snoring loudly in Johnny’s huge bed.
She considered taking a shower, but decided the best thing for her head was to pass the fuck out again. She just wanted to be warm. It’d be warm between her lovers.
Unconcerned of her filth, she climbed into bed, sandwiching herself between her Slave and Master. Neither of them woke.
Kelsey passed out.
Her pussy woke up before she did. More accurately, Johnny woke her pussy before she did.
She felt Johnny on top of her, grunting as he thrust his hog deep inside. Kelsey moaned, her wet gash very awake. She couldn’t do anything more than lay there, let Johnny take his pleasure. Getting fucked seemed to be helping with the headache too.
Johnny didn’t seem to mind. It felt good to be atop his woman. His woman. His slave. He grunted, humping his fucktoy. This is what she was here for. Holes to be used. A cocksleeve to cum in.
His balls tightened as he pounded his whore with wild abandon. He was close.
“Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!” Johnny grunted with each rude thrust. Kelsey held on to the sheets for dear life, echoing each thrust with a moan. Her legs were spread wide, giving her Master maximum access to her cunt. It felt so good to take his full length. It felt so big inside her. Each wet thrust filled her with purpose.
With a roar, Johnny filled her with something else altogether. Driving his rutting member to the hilt, he pinned his fuckslave to the bed with his hips. Cum flooded his woman’s snatch.
Kelsey moaned, feeling each deep throb of his cumming cock. Johnny pumped his morning load directly into Kelsey’s womb, filling her insides completely.
Johnny laid there, entire body tense, every fiber of muscle contracted to aid in cumming deep in the teenage blonde. Kelsey didn’t dare move, all her focus on the feeling of Johnny deep inside her. Her snatch was vice tight around his cock, keeping him stuck to her. She never wanted the feeling to end.
She felt Johnny soften inside her, the muscles of her internal walls also relaxing. Her entire body was buzzing, the tingling joy of Johnny’s dick making her shudder.
He kept making her feel things she had never experienced before. And he did it without trying. She sighed happily, his cum felt warm inside her.
Slowly he slipped out of her, both turning to their side to spoon. Johnny reached from behind her, squeezing her breasts. She could feel his slick, satisfied penis between her thighs. She sighed again, snuggling herself into her man. Into her Master.
Kelsey woke again, this time to a familiar squelching sound. She looked over to Johnny, lying back and eyes closed, as Stacey rode his cock. Kelsey watched her subslut pleasure herself on their Master’s steed, bouncing up and down, using her belly muscles to expertly grind hot hard cock.
Johnny seemed half asleep, dick hard of its own accord. It’s all Stacey needed.
Kelsey had sucked dudes off with Stacey, the two had fucked a few times too. Usually it was to get free drugs- but it was always transactional. This was the first time Kelsey watched her roommate ride cock for her own needs. She was impressed. Stacey obviously had a lot of practice.
Kelsey watched, transfixed, as Stacey worshiped Johnny with her cunt. Kelsey brought her hand down to her own, slowly circling her clit, enjoying the show.
Stacey’s freckled face was marred by running mascara, her red hair matted and wild. She certainly looked like she had fucked and partied all night.
They locked eyes, and Kelsey increased the speed on her clit, spreading her legs wide for Stacey’s benefit as she masturbated in earnest.
She liked the passed-around look Stacey had, and it excited her knowing she looked the same. Both girls were well suited to be fuckslaves- Kelsey because she fetishized it, Stacey because she was too stupid to know any better.
Stacey gyrated on the steel pole, the pace getting faster, the gyrations shorter. Suddenly she froze on his cock, her entire body a tremor, as an orgasm ripped through the redhead. She let out a supressed squeak, not allowing herself to wail like the whore she was- Johnny was barely awake, and Stacey was a good slave. Master’s needs always came first.
Johnny was close, Kelsey could tell. So could Stacey, who quickly pulled off him to finish Master with her mouth.
Johnny still had his eyes closed, allowing his Slave to attend to him without acknowledgment.
Still he grunted, and Stacey moaned, his cock pumping the reward she had worked for directly into her mouth. She sucked and stroked until she was sure she had drained every last drop from her King.
Kelsey was rubbing intensely, the sight of Master cumming driving her wild. The feeling was intensified as she watched her Slave fill her mouth with Master’s cum.
Stacey pulled off Johnny’s cock, who seemed to already be sleeping again. Stacey looked directly at her Mistress, mouth full. She hadn’t swallowed, cheeks bulging with Master’s sweet, salty cum.
Kelsey’s eyes flared, a lioness about to pounce. She wanted that load. She was addicted to cum even more than she was coke.
Stacey was a good slave, and she gave her Mistress an evil smile, a small dribble of Johnny’s sweet reward dripping from her lips. It was the kind of smile that said ‘I’m a filthy whore, and so are you.’
Both knew Kelsey’s fetish for the precious treasure filling her mouth. She crawled towards her Mistress, eager to share the fruits of her labor.
Kelsey licked her lips, the anticipation driving her clit wild.
Kelsey tipped her head back, opening her mouth. She knew Stacey would come to her. Knew she would spill Master’s seed into her mouth. Then she’d push Stacey between her needy cunt and play with Master’s cum.
Stacey was a good slave, aligning her face with her Mistress, barely opening her mouth. Johnny had cum a lot, and even the small crack of the seal had his cum tumbling out of her mouth.
A long, steaming rope of cum dripped over Stacey lips, down her chin, directly into Kelsey’s awaiting mouth.
Kelsey closed her eyes as the unbroken rope of cum and saliva hit her tongue. She loved the taste, lived for it. She let it coat her tongue, felt it pool in the back of her throat. She didn’t dare swallow either.
This cumslut was going to churn his cream into butter.
As soon as the full load had been shared, Stacey immediately bent her head to kiss Kelsey. Kelsey immediately pushed the load back into Stacey’s mouth, who eagerly accepted.
Back and forth the whores swapped Johnny’s nasty load.
They moaned, catching dribbles on each other’s chins, noisily slurping it back and forth, hungrily swishing it in their mouth. Kelsey carefully spilled it onto her expansive chest, coating tits and nipples with the cummy delight. Stacey greedily slurped at her tits to collect it back up again.
Kelsey did it a few times, knowing Stacey lusted for her tits as much as Kelsey lusted for cum. Her nipples buzzed at the sluts attention.
Kelsey wanted it to continue, but her cunt was screaming with need. Without another thought she pushed Stacey’s head down, hungry to feel her Slave’s tongue on her gushing snatch.
Stacey complied immediately, and Kelsey moaned as Stacey’s eager tongue got to work.
Kelsey ground her cunt at her fucktoy. She moaned, feeling Stacey’s tongue slide up and down the length of her slit. The full load of cum drooled out, overflowing out of Kelsey’s mouth. A latte froth waterfall splattered liberally over her tits.
Kelsey moaned, her pussy purring, feeling like a cumrag. It excited her, and she pulled at a cummy nipple, tracing nasty cum along her massive tits as her slave ate her cunt.
Stacey gave long, fast licks, slurping up Kelsey’s girl cream eagerly. Her nose and chin were covered in Kelsey’s juices, which had mixed with the healthy amount of cum Johnny had pumped into Kelsey earlier.
Stacey pushed Kelsey’s legs back, spreading them wider, fully exposing her Mistresses sex. Without a word, she drove her tongue straight into Kelsey’s ass.
“HAAAA!” Kelsey squealed at the wet warm intruder invading her rectum. It was an unusual feeling. Despite being a whore, Kelsey was still an anal virgin. She always figured it was just going to be a matter of time before she gave up her ass. But she had gotten such a reputation for sucking cock that most of her clients were satisfied with the back of her throat.
Stacey thrust a few times, fucking her ass with her tongue, then pulled out, rimming her brown ring. She didn’t linger long before returning to Kelsey’s slit.
Kelsey’s shocked expression morphed into an accusatory one, as if to ask how Stacey could be such a nasty fucking whore. Not that she put a stop to it.
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