The Flesh Project

LITTLE BLACK DRESSES

Naked, and feeling the chill air of the room against her exposed skin, Lola opened Setsume’s drawer and rummaged through the clothes inside. This was no invasion of privacy, for they were her clothes, stored in Setsume’s room. She had taken to spending so much time there on most nights (sleeping there, more often than not) that she had figured it would save time to bring a couple of loads of laundry over.

She was looking for her bathing suit- a two piece black bikini with a poison warning (the type you find on a bottle of bleach) printed on the back, when Setsume stepped out of the bathroom. The two were planning to go down to the compound pool and do a little swimming. Lola chuckled at Setsume, who was wearing a cute, pink bikini top with cups that barely covered her perky tits.

“What?” asked Setsume, in mock annoyance. Lola pointed at Setsume’s lower body- her upper legs were clad in a pair of large, baggy surfer shorts. They cut off about half a foot below the knee.

“Don’t you have another bathing suit?” asked Lola, teasing. “You look like you’ve got something to hide.”

Setsume put her hands on her hips. She looked down at the bulge in the left leg of her shorts, where her big cock was snaking it’s way down her long, firm leg. “You little bitch,” she said, smiling in spite of herself. Far from being nasty, ‘bitch’ had become a term of endearment between them. “This is the only bathing suit I can fit inside.”

Lola walked slowly forward and placed a hand on the bulge in Setsume’s shorts. Through the coarse fabric, she wrapped her fingers around the dick inside, squeezing it experimentally. With her other hand, she dangled her own bikini bottom, the one she had just taken out of Setsume’s drawer. “I’d love to see you slip this thing on,” she said. She kissed Setsume lightly on the lips. Her hand moved from the outside of Setsume’s shorts to the inside, caressing her length.

“Come on, stop fooling around,” admonished Setsume, clenching her teeth against the pleasurable sensation of her lover’s hot handjob. “We won’t even make it to the pool if you keep doing that.”

“I feel like fooling around,” said Lola. She knelt, and her hands went to Setsume’s shorts, and she lowered them down slowly, watching her girlfriend’s toned thighs emerge inch by inch, along with the hot, hanging length of her fleshy cock. Playfully, Lola dragged the soft crotch of her bikini bottom over the length of flesh in front of her. “Come on,” she said. “Put this on. Play dress up for me and I’ll give you a nice reward.”

Setsume stepped out of her shorts, which were bunched on the floor. She took the black, stylized bikini bottom from Lola and eyed it. Lola placed the head of Setsume’s cock between her lips, bathing it in her spit and running an agile tongue over the head. “Mmm!” said Setsume. “Your mouth is so nice!”

Lola continued to lick up and down Setsume’s shaft. She slipped her hot tongue and down the upraised ridge of the urethra, and used one hand to knead Setsume’s heavy ballsack. The squishing noises that her ministrations produced were sexy and obscene. Setsume’s testicles, hot and bulging, were swimming in oceans of stored sperm.

“Oooh, Sumie, you’re pretty full!” said Lola, raising a suggestive eyebrow. Reverently, she lowered her face to Setsume’s crotch and buried it into the distended, dangling pouch of her balls. Her raven hair washed over the sides of her face as she slathered first one swollen cum factory and then another with spit.

“Oh god!” breathed Setsume, enjoying the mesmerizing sight of “her girl” drooling and tonguing wetly upon her sperm-choked sack.

Lola looked up at her. “Come on, put it on. I want to see that suit stretched over this hot dick!”

“Fine, fine!” Setsume bent slightly to slide the suit over her long legs. A she drew it up, Lola whispered hotly to her.

“Turn around and bend over as you pull it up, Sumie. Your hot little ass is so cute!” Setsume, feeling more than a little vulnerable, did so. In her mind’s eye she could see herself bending over, sliding the tight, glossy black fabric up her long legs, arcing her back and sticking her butt out like a bitch in heat. The tapered, thin back panel of the suit would slide home between the twin flesh-bludges of her ass, barely covering her tight asshole. In the fantasy in her head, she had no cock, only a tight, slick vaginal slit, warm and ready to get fucked. And the person watching her was a man.

Setsume’s breathing became faster. How long since she had thought of being fucked by a man? Of presenting herself to him and being penetrated, hard? A year? Two? But Lola was making her feel a part of herself that she had hidden away. She had drawn it inside of herself, but Lola, in taking charge of this sexual encounter, in making her play dress-up, had coaxed those old feelings out, pulled them from their hiding places with her sexual ministrations.

In her younger days she had often lain awake, dreaming of a prince, a man who would buy her little black dresses and watch her, eyes satisfied, while she slipped her taut, statuesque body into them. Many of those dreams had ended with the man lifting up the skirt of her dress to find not a cock, but a pink-lipped, pretty cunt. She had lamented the presence of her cock in many of those fantasies, but it had brought her intense pleasure nonetheless, cumming forcefully into the sheets of her bed as she imagined being fucked in an orifice she didn’t even have.

Setsume drew the black suit up past her knees. Her cock, hard and upthrust against her chest, had not yet started to obstruct her progress. She could feel Lola’s hot exhalations as the black-haired girl licked tantalizingly down the crack of her ass.

“Ugh!” shuddered Setsume as Lola’s hot tongue dragged naughtily across the side of her pink, smooth asshole. “You’re making me so hard!”

“You look amazing down here, Sumie,” said Lola, examining the way Setsume’s asscheeks framed the spit-slick bud of her asshole. Below that, her flesh met to form a long, upraised perineum ridge that connected to the bottom of her scrotum. As Setsume pulled the bikini bottom still higher, Lola ran a wet finger along the barely perceptible, scarlike line. “You’re beautiful.”

Again, Setsume’s breath hitched in her chest. She had, in her naughty, early-teen imaginings, envisioned a gentle male who would say the same things to her as she presented her most intimate parts to him. Could Lola, who had been through a lot, who understood the needs and wants of sex, the emotional and the physical, sense those old desires of her that had lain dormant, boiling below the surface of her body?

Those fantasies had been her denial. Her escape. Setsume thought of the young, 13-year old schoolgirl she had been, laying on sweat-soaked sheets, eyes scrunched together, running one tiny hand over a budding breast and another over her tiny asshole, teasing it, never touching the hot, fleshy thing between her legs, denying that bulging, veinous monster, her 13-year old self screaming in her own mind, an incantation against her gift, her curse, her pleasure:

***Look at me! I like girl things! I like little black dresses, I like trying on clothes all day at the mall, I like slumber parties and painting my nails! I want a prince to come and sweep me off my feet, kiss me, love me, marry me! This thing is not me, it does not define me! Please believe me!***

But of course, she had never been able to try on clothes in public. She had never attended slumber parties. She couldn’t. And when she would cum as a result of her teasing and fantasizing, the hot flesh thrusting sexily outward from her 13-year-old body would always send orgasmic ripples of pleasure through her, would always spray streams of it’s traitorous cum over her slick young body. At the end of any such session, as she lay in a puddle of her own sperm, she would always feel helpless. It was as if her cock was saying No, you can’t forget about me, you can’t deny me. Don’t even try.

Lost in memory, Setsume tugged the black fabric of Lola’s bikini bottom up, and as it approached her crotch, her balls settled sloppily into the V-shaped crotch section. Before she could pull up any further, she had to allow the side of each one to emerge from the leg holes. They flopped out wetly, slick with sweat and saliva. The room had become very hot.

“Fuck, that’s so nasty-hot,” said Lola. “Look at those big balls, pressed up against your body and spilling out the sides.” She slapped Setsume on the ass. “Come on, pull it all the way up!”

Setsume turned around and leaned back against the wall of her room for leverage. With her back braced against the flat surface, she thrust her lower body out slightly and gave a mighty pull, stretching the back section, labeled with the ‘poison’ logo, over her sexy ass. At the same time, she let go of the waistband, and it snapped down over what would have been the area below her belly-button…if that area hadn’t been covered by the jutting spike of her cock.

Lola looked at the sight before her. Setsume, sweat glistening on her lengthy, beautiful body, with a tiny bikini bottom pulled over her unwilling crotch. Her balls could not be contained by the underside of the garment, and they were hanging lewdly out to either side. The front of the bathing suit was bulged out obscenely, stretched into the bulging shape of the dickgirl’s fat cockshaft. A few inches below Setsume’s navel, the waistband of the suit ended, digging a small horizontal furrow into a rising length of engorged fuckmeat that continued on, traveling up and out of the suit, between Setsume’s tits, the head poised in midair just in front of her graceful neck.

Her grey eyes met Lola’s green ones. Both girls understood that they were experiencing some sort of important and sexually charged role reversal. Setsume, who had fucked Lola so hard, so many times, to so many orgasms, was not behaving as she usually did. In addition, Lola, who had been disoriented with her new home, confused, and vulnerable during their first meetings and the first weeks of their relationship, now felt much more comfortable in the compound, thanks to the efforts of her new lover. Confident enough to fuck, as opposed to getting fucked. And Setsume’s eyes, which so often had said I want to fuck you to Lola, now unmistakably hinted at something else.

Fuck me, they said.

Before Lola could speak, though, Setsume turned away with a sniff and took a few steps toward the bathroom door. The constricting bikini bottom was making movement difficult- Lola could see that the back of the suit, pulled forward by the fleshy cock parts tucked into the other side, was pushing hard up against the crack of Setsume’s ass, outlining her backside in sexy detail. Of more interest, though, was the fact that Setsume might actually have been crying.

Lola had never seen her cry.

Something about Setsume being asked to try on a swimsuit had taken them down this road. Lola was excited, but also concerned. Sexually feelings that are hidden are usually hidden for a reason. They could be wonderful. But they could also hurt.

A lot.

This she knew. And she was not about to risk hurting the one thing that was keeping her together amidst the craziness of the FLESH PROJECT. Lola walked up to Setsume and hugged her softly, kissing her shoulder (which was just at lip height, as Setsume was several inches taller than her) before asking the question.

“Sumie…what’s wrong?

Lola could not see Setsume’s face, but she heard the telltale sniffle of her nose, the international road-flare for stifled tears.

“Nothing,” she replied, and Lola had known she would say it. But an unpleasent memory had come to her, like a malevolent ghost. Lola's heart went out to her, and she stepped forward and slowly pulled at Setsume’s body, as if to turn her. Setsume did not resist. Her grey eyes were tinged with red. There were tears welling in the corners, and Lola stroked her cheek.

“I don’t know what it is that has made you sad,” she said, gently. “But I did promise to give you a gift if you wore my suit…and I would never break a promise to someone I love.” She kissed Setsume on the cheek, then on the mouth, extending her tongue to entwine with that of her compantion, feeling the hot dick between their bodies jump and undulate between two sets of perfect tits.

“Here, you sit against the wall,” said Lola. Setsume didn’t object, dropping to her backside along the edge of the wall, feeling the warm carpeting tickle the cheeks of her ass. Her position, the flexing of her ass, drew the bathing suit even tighter against her balls and the base of her huge cock. The pressure caused a squirt of cloudy-precum to burble out of the tip of her she-dick and spill down the shaft.

Lola gathered the dripping pre-cum in her hand and stood over Setsume as the younger girl lay against the wall, cock jutting powerfully from her crotch. Running her hot tongue over the bottom of her upper teeth in a predatory gesture, she reached behind herself and slid the greasy palm through the perfect valley between her white asscheeks.

“This is your gift,” she said, and then stepped over Setsume’s cock. Lola bent at the knees and reached behind again, pressing the top of Setsume’s cock shaft into the crack of her perfect ass, rubbing her cheeks up slowly up and down the shaft in a nasty flesh-fuck. Setsume could feel the puckered skin of Lola’s asshole scraping lightly over her sensitive shaft.

“We’re not going to the pool today, because after this, neither one of us is going to be able to move for a good while,” Lola continued. “I see something in your eyes, and I love you, so don’t you worry about hiding it away.”

Setsume gasped as Lola made her asshole twitch against the topside of her cock.

“My darling, I’m going to fuck the shit out of you,” said Lola, throatily. Her voice meant business. She put out two arms and took Setsume’s wrists. “You come here,” she said, leading Setsume to the bed. “Lay down.”

Setsume did so, mind spinning. She knew this was a crucial moment. If she wanted to keep it all hidden away, to play the dominant side of the relationship for all time, she had to put a stop to this, this sexual direction that threatened to expose the part of her that had attempted to deny her cock, failed, and had, by necessity, itself been denied, vaulted, and buried deep within her.

But she found herself unable to speak up. Lola, was a vision of black-haired loveliness. Her face held none of the doubt and confusion that had been her hallmark for the first difficult weeks. In this pose, she was a succubi. A demon queen of hot, nasty, soul-freeing sex.

Setsume was laying flat on the bed, cock lodged between her own tits. Lola towered over her, standing on the mattress, exposing her wet cunt and asshole unabashedly to her lover. Abruptly, she dropped to her knees on top of Setsume, grinding her crotch into the length of Setsume’s dick. Again, she took hold of Setsume’s wrists.

“You stay perfectly still,” Lola said, whispering. “Right now, you’re my angel. Mine. You’ve done it to me so good, now I’m going to do it back to you.” She kissed the head of Setsume’s cock. Again, pre-cum burbled slickly from the tip. “With everything I’ve got.”

Lola shimmied upward a bit. She placed her crotch directly over Setsume’s face. “Sumie, put me in your mouth. Use your beautiful little mouth on me.” Lola lowered her dripping sex onto Setsume’s face, bracing herself slightly to avoid crushing her. This was the crucial moment, and Lola knew it. Setsume had never shown much interest in using her mouth to gratify Lola, and Lola hadn’t minded- but if her hunch was right, things were different now.

Then, she began to feel the first forceful licks at her pussy. “Oh!” she gasped, using two fingers to pop her sexy clitoris free from its tiny hood. Setsume’s tongue was agile and powerful, lapping forcefully at Lola’s slick, muskily fragrant crotch, sliming along the edges of her engorged labia, jamming deep into the flower of her sex and bludgeoning the rough walls therein. Setsume moved in circular motions, drilling her long, pink mouth appendage into Lola’s boiling gash, pausing sometimes to nibble her and pull at Lola’s labia and the dynamite nub of her sizzling clit.

“Ugh!” Lola gasped. Setsume was better at using her mouth than Lola had ever imagined she could be. Her style was unorthodox, but earth-shattering. She put a hand on the back of Setsume’s head and pulled it forward, harder, mashing the underside of Setsume’s nose against her clit. At the same time, she let the hand bracing herself give way, and the full weight of her body came down, squashing her spasming cunt on top of her lover’s face. She felt Setsume’s long tongue penetrate impossibly deep, lapping at the inside of her pussy, and squealed to orgasm.

“Yes! Your little mouth is so good, baby!” Lola twisted her nipples roughly with reckless hands. She was cumming hard, her body wracking with the hot spasms of clitoral and vaginal orgasm. “Yes! Sumie, never stop tongue-fucking me! You’re beautiful!”

Setsume continued to cram her tongue into Lola’s molten pussy, sucking the emerging wetness from the black haired girl’s puffy, engorged labia with lusty abandon, feeling their meaty weight press and fold against her mouth in a superheated, nasty cunt-kiss. She sucked the gorgeous flaps of Lola’s gushing sex between her perfectly-formed lips, nippling and bathing them with a hungry tongue.

“Yes, suck on me! Put me in your mouth! Lick me out! Ugh!” Lola continued to cum. And in the crack of her ass, just above Setsume’s neck, she could feel the head of that ever-present cock, brushing occasionally against her sweat-shiny buttflesh.

Lola slipped off of Setsume’s face and settled her ass back on the cushion of her lover’s tits, liking the feeling of the ever-present bulge of cock that was nestled between the fleshy globes of her ass. Setsume’s face was red. She was breathing hard. Her features were slick with the juices that had boiled from Lola’s crotch in the midst of her mind-numbing orgasm. Never breaking eye contact, Lola began to remove her bikini bottoms from Setsume’s lower body, rolling them down her long, pretty legs in a manner of an experienced seductress.

Setsume closed her eyes and imagined. Imagined unseen hands slowly pulling down her tight little schoolgirl panties, to expose the same wet, hot, imaginary cunt that she had wished to have.

“I wanted you to use your mouth to get me off,” Lola whispered to Setsume. “Because I love you.” She slid off of Setsume to the side, and hefted her hard, sticky cock into the air. “And I’m not done.” Lola plunged her head down on Setsume’s cock, savoring the fresh squirt of pre-cum that erupted against the side of her mouth as she went down on it. At the same time, she moved her opposite hand to Setsume’s little asshole and pressed her baby finger against the entrance.

Setsume gasped, and her body tensed. Lola rimmed her finger around Setsume’s pucker as she drew her own jaw-stretched face up and down the dickgirl’s throbbing boner. After one particularily deep thrust, the head of Setsume’s cock emerged coated with spittle and phlegm. Lola gathered this goo on the fingers of her right hand, and returned that hand to Setsume’s ass, easing two dainty fingers into her girlfriend’s tight teenage shithole.

Setsume gasped again and tried to raise her arms. Lola slapped at them quickly. “No!” she said. “Lay back. You just lay back, because you’re about to get fucked.”

She said the last word with a nastiness, a sexual certainty that made Setsume’s cock harden even more. Lola got her fingers knuckle deep into Setsume’s butt, then curved them upward, rubbing her prostate. At the same time, she flicked the tip of her tongue into Setsume’s urethra, swirling the gooey sperm therein and making nasty, wet slurping noises. As Setsume continued to gasp and wriggle with pleasure, Lola felt the younger girl’s awesome sweat-soaked assflesh clench around her invading right hand. Lola was surprised at the strength of the sensation. She idly thought that Setsume could probably crush cans with her ass, if called upon.

Meanwhile, the two fingers in Setsume’s phlegm-greased butthole had become three. Lola rammed them in and out quickly, and a liquidy squelching sound began to fill the room as the dark-haired fellatrix not only finger-fucked her girlfriend’s perfect ass, but also rammed her slobbering, full-lipped mouth down on the giant cock rising out of Setsume’s crotch. As Lola slid her fingers in, turning them slightly to buffet the walls of Setsume’s hot ass, she arced her body forward, lining up her throat with the cock in her mouth, and thrust her face downward.

“Aaaaaaaagh,” was the only sound she could make. First eight, then ten, then twelve, then sixteen inches of fat futa dick disappeared into her throat. With the cock lodged deep and her jaw nearly dislocated, Lola began to fuck her face furiously up and down on Setsume’s shaft, feeling the friction of her bloated cockhead somewhere deep in her diaphragm. Spurred on by the feeling of having a meaty fuckpole rammed mercilessly down the top side of her body, she began to jitter her fingers in and out of Setsume’s asshole in a blur, pounding away at her insides.

“OH GOD!” yelled Setsume. Her butt was a whirlwind of pleasure, her cock a bright column of near-orgasmic sensations. The nasty wetness of Lola’s sucking throat, the slime-coated depths of her body, were pleasurable beyond measure. She looked in Lola’s eyes and saw a throat goddess, a being with enough command over her gag reflex and the warm innards of her mouth to perform even the most improbable mouth-fucks.

“Uuuugh!” gasped Lola, pulling drawing her head back and removing Setsume’s cock from the smooth tube of her neck and mouth. Behind the retreating head of that cock came a torrent or spit and throat-slime. Lola gurgled and let it spill, a viscous blob, onto her own chest, where it snailed, thick and wet, downward, painting the area between her jutting tits. She pulled her fingers from Setsume’s ass and ran that same hand down the slimed-up space between her breasts, covering her hand in gunk.

With two hands she folded Setsume’s long legs upward until the taller girl’s bent knees were positioned next to her tanned shoulders. “Now,” she said, staring Setsume in the eye, “you get penetrated.” And before Setsume knew what was happening, Lola’s hand was back down, squirming against her asshole, pushing in the same three fingers, then a fourth, and tucking her thumb in, and then…pushing forward!

“Fuck!” yelled Setsume, hands clasped over the insides of her knees as she held the weight of her legs. “Oh god! My ass!”

With Setsume’s legs raised up and her cute little teenage ass spread as open as could be, Lola had a great view of the 16-year-old dickgirl’s pink, perfect sphincter stretched around the thickness of her wrist. She thrust her hand forward and back, forming a torpedo shape with her fingers in the depths of Setsume’s spasming butt, listening to the wet, nasty sounds as she whipsawed her greasy arm in and out.

With her other hand, she grabbed Setsume’s cock and prepared for the grand finale. Sticking out her long and lovely tongue, she slipped the dripping tip into Setsume’s thick, cum-packed pisshole and began to press her face down, fucking her tongue into Setsume’s urethra like a miniature dildo.

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!” screamed Setsume. And then she screamed again, and again. It seemed to be all she could do, the only function her ravaged body could still perform in the wake of what was happening. Lola’s plunging, unstoppable fistfuck was turning her ass into a stretched out, spasming supernova- she could feel her lover’s hand battering the slick, sacred walls of her flesh-bloated rectum, could hear the sloppy, nasty sounds of lubrication squeezing and burbling in and around her own asshole.

Lola had tensed the muscles in her tongue to make it firm, and started to lower her mouth onto Setsume’s cock with her thin, straight mouth-muscle still inside the piss pipe. She felt the base of her tongue, where the muscles were unused to staying tense, start to get crushed backward by invading cockhead, but she mustered the strength to hold on, and she felt herself slip a little further inside Setsume’s urethra. With her tongue lodged in the cum-packed tube, she began to fuck her face on Setsume’s cock in short, chickenhead strokes, savoring the feeling as her tongue-tip was immersed in the quaking, boiling hotness of her lover’s dickhole. Lola could feel a load of trapped, boiling jizz lap against the serpentine pinkness of her inserted mouth muscle.

Setsume’s eyes were rolling into the back of her head. “Fuck me!” she cried, her inhibitions and doubts gone. “Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” With each scream of those words, Lola rammed deep into her stretched asstube with one white, determined arm.

“Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!”

Lola continued to pound into Setsume, feeling her own cunt get hot at the nastiness and power of their fucking, mind spinning as she felt the tightness of her teenage partner’s ass around her rutting wrist. As she thrust the steely length of her tongue into Setsume’s dick, which was itself ramming into her mouth, she felt herself start to lose control, a familiar feeling of shame…and summoned all of her powers of concentration. She would not allow herself to lose control now. Not now, in this climactic, cataclysmic moment of penetration- this wet and perfect moment of distilled, concentrated FUCK. Lola would not let this moment become about her, and her illness, her most secret affliction.

No, this moment had to be about Setsume. Setsume, and a deep and soul-shattering fuck that could be fueled by nothing less than love.

Tensing, Lola pushed into Setsume up to the elbow. She allowed her hand to fall from it’s torpedo shape, and immediately felt her fingers engulfed in the fleshy walls of her lover’s rectum. She spread her fingers and wiggled them, jamming her arm downward and up against Setsume’s prostate as she did so. With her mouth, she drew in a wet, slurping breath around Setsume’s dick and forced her gagging head forward, jamming the fat base of her tongue up against her lover’s pisshole, allowing more of the length to slip inside- a fleshy, slit-stretching piece of her tongue-base that she herself had never expected to get in there. She could feel thick, nasty sperm bubbling against her inserted length like a dropped can of soda pop waiting to explode at the pull of a tab.

“OHHHHH GOD! LOLA! LOLA! FUCK! LOLA! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” screamed Setsume. She had never screamed louder, or longer- but then again, she had never felt anything like what she was currently feeling. The 16-year-old’s mutant body exploded in simultaneous anal and penile orgasms, her every muscle spasming, her body slick with sweat- every orifice in her body twitching with a hemorrhage of sky-breaking sex shock. Lola felt an enormous pressure building against her tongue. Setsume’s urethra bulged obscenely against the bottom of her mouth, stretching her jaw with a creak. At the same time, Setsume’s ass seemed to erupt into a borderline seizure of rectal spasms. Lola felt her arm being massaged backward by the walls of Setsume’s ass, and she knew that Setsume had lost control her bowels, such was the strength of the orgasm- that he muscles were locked in a continuous cycle of mindless, orgasmic evacuation.

Now was the time. With lightning speed, Lola whipped Setsume’s orgasming, impossibly hard dick out of her mouth and allowed it to slap up into it’s natural position. After the head hit Setsume right in the chin, Lola leaned forward and guided the slime-coated dick into the wide open, gasping mouth of it’s owner.

“This dick is mine,” seethed Lola, gripping the shaft, “and it’s going to cum all over your hot little face!” She pulled Setsume’s head forward. Setsume’s eyes went wide. The backed-up, straining cumbulge in her bloated pisspipe surged powerfully upward. Setsume’s lips, beaded with sweat, stretched obscenely over the head of her own dick. What Lola heard next was like someone spraying out a can of shaving cream.

“Bbbbbbbblllllgh!”

Setsume’s cheeks bulged out in a fraction of a second, and twin ropes of thick semen erupted wetly from her cute little nostrils, blasting down both sides of her face. Her eyes fell to a half-lidded daze as her huge balls fired their thick, sperm-laden bounty up the straining underpipe of her fat cock, filling her mouth. Lola heard her swallow wetly- big, chugging swallows, like someone racing to down a pitcher of beer, and then her features were normal for a moment. In only seconds, though, Setsume’s cheeks puffed out again, and another slimy, fat runner of cum burbled out of her nostrils. A wet, gluelike mass of jizz drooped out from between her bottom lip and the fat flesh of her cock, riddling with translucent, milky bubbles.

Again, she swallowed, eyes dead and staring, face twitching. Her mind was a whirlwind of sperm-coated scenarios, a playground where her 13-year-old body was fucked endlessly by her male classmates, where their cocks were gathered around her in appreciation of her beauty, and she handled each one in turn, sometimes two at once, her bare crotch showing not a cock but the wetness of a tight and inviting cunt, displaying her femininity, and in that mind’s eye fuck-circle they all loved her, gently, with kindness, and acceptance.

She gulped again, the sound of someone downing a mouthful of bubbling, hot oil. And still she continued to cum, thick ropes of sperm-heavy fluid hosing down the inside of her mouth, filling her sinuses, rushing slowly and wetly down her throat, baptizing her tongue into the white-crested Church of the Slut.

Again. And again. Her belly was a churning mass. She could feel her stomach, shifting, stretching, pushing down on the top length of her colon. At least, Lola pulled her cock from her mouth, pushing her head back on the sheets, allowing the last spurts of her cock to fly wetly into her fuck-stunned face. White bridges and pools crisscrossed her lips, nose, and eyes. A thick, wormlike strand splashed down across the moisture-choked surface of her staring left eye, sliming the surface of her cornea. She could not even bring herself to blink. Her grey eye stared, catatonic, through the milky film.

The only sound in the room was of her gasping. But Lola was not done. Slowly, she rolled Setsume over onto her churning, roiling belly. The thick slosh of cum in her gut was picked up by both of their ears- the nasty and full sound of an overfilled gut. With Setsume paralyzed with pleasure and face down, Lola reached underneath the taller girl and pulled her softening cock back through her legs. She had been waiting for this- and she had needed Setsume’s dick to be only semi-hard in order to attempt it.

With her lover’s cock in hand, she looked down. Setsume’s asshole, fresh from her fistfucking, was a wet, slimy, stretched depression in between the inviting bulges of her tender asscheeks. It had already been stretched out once, and now, Lola decided to do it again. Careful not to twist anything the wrong way, she looped Setsume’s cock around and pushed the tip up against the girl’s temporarily-loose asshole.

Setsume’s eyes flew open again. She began to move, but Lola leaned forward, putting some of her bodyweight on Setsume’s lower back. “Not yet, baby,” she said. “You haven’t been fully fucked yet!”

She positioned herself behind Setsume. Placing her hand just above her own cunt, Lola took hold of the top of Setsume’s shaft, allowing six or seven fat inches to emerge from above the enclosure of her hand, pointing out straight from her crotch and toward Setsume’s ass. It almost looked like she herself had a cock, and was about to fuck Setsume with it. The hot meat in her hand began to harden. It had to be now or never.

“Ugh!” Thrusting forward, gripping Setsume’s cock in front of her pelvis with both hands, she drove it deep into the very girl from whom it had originated. Setsume choked out a gurling cough of surprise, and then Lola started to thrust in and out with her borrowed cock, her hips slamming into Setsume’s butt with each thrust, causing the perfect half-globes of her teenage ass to jiggle with the impact.

“This is my dick,” hissed Lola. “I’m fucking you right now. Fucking your pretty little ass.” She pounded as hard as she could, speeding up quickly, knowing that eventually the hardness of Setsume’s dick would make this sort of penetration impossible. She held out hope, though, that since Setsume had already come once, perhaps she would not reach that level.

Setsume could not speak, could not move. She could only get fucked. Lola had become every man she had ever dreamt of falling in love with, become the fantasy. She could see nothing but ecstasy and light, feel nothing but the building of another soul-shattering orgasm. She could feel newborn sperm boiling in her balls, which were pinned underneath her body by her own cock, one on each side of her undercarriage.

“I’m going to cum deep in your ass!” hissed Lola. “Can you handle this big dick in your little, teenage-girl butt? Is it too much for you? Can you handle this cock?” She pounded away mercilessly, her sexy white ass flexing as she bucked her pelvis forward, sweat running down her face, body covered in a sheen of love juices. “I’m going to leave a big, nasty load of cum inside you. You wanted to get fucked, this is what being fucked is like.”

Setsume’s body shuddered with spasms. Her pretty face, layered with her own thick cum and the sheen of Lola’s cunt cream, was shining and vital. Her pigtails were crisscrossed with streaks of fluid, and had gone wild, thrown out of place by the fierce fucking she had received. She simultaneously felt the pleasure of fucking and being fucked, of drilling deep into a wet orifice, and being drilled. She opened her mouth to scream and the only thing that came out was a wet splash of sperm.

“Come on, come for me!” yelled Lola. “Spill all that beautiful sperm into your own asshole!” The sight of Setsume’s perfect ass being split apart by the fat length of her own dick was almost too much for Lola to bear. Soon, she would cum herself. Tightening her grip on Setsume’s upper cock, she plowed it forward with all her might, ramming in under her hand was right up against the skin of Setsume’s asshole, and her magnificent cock would not stretch any farther.

Again, Setsume tried to scream, and all that issued from her throat were wet bubbles of white slime.

“Bllllgh!” she burbled. “Bllllgh!”

Then came the come. The big, world-quaking, assisted-self-assfucking come. Lola buried her fingers into her own cunt, diddling as fast as she could, feeling her own orgasm build as Setsume’s cock twitched in the depths of the teen dickgirl’s own sloppy ass.

“I’m coming!” screamed Lola. “Fuck, I’m coming!” And she did come, convulsing, leaning over Setsume’s back as she dug three greasy fingers into her own fleshy box. Pressed against her lover, she could feel the spasms of a twitching she-dick as nasty, fresh sperm gushed straight from Setsume’s boiling balls and into Setsume’s ass. Lola could see the suggestive contractions of Setsume’s urethra as it piped every hot burst into the girl’s fucked-out, dick-packed asshole. The pink ring of skin stretched around the penetrating cock was vibrating with every new spurt of girlsperm.

Lola leaned forward and grabbed Setsume around the waist in a firm hug, pulling her up to a seated position, even as the younger girl continued to come furiously in her own ass. The jostling motion broke Setsume’s cock free from her butthole, and the last fat ropes of her orgasm were fired downward into the soiled sheets of the bed. Both girls were soaked with sweat and slick with cum. Slowly, Lola moved around the bed to face Setsume.

Lola moved her face up to kiss her partner, tugging gently at her salty lips, licking lovingly at the inside of her little mouth. The slow, probing kiss became mutual and deep, and Lola dropped a hand to Setsume’s belly, rubbing it gently.

“I bet you’re full,” she whispered, nastily. “A young girl like you can’t contain so much cum.” She began to push harder on Setsume’s midsection. “You have to share some with me.” There was a gurgling sound in Setsume’s chest, and the younger girl’s throat seemed to hitch in a muscle contraction.

Setsume moved to clutch her own belly, and just as she did, there was a lewd and nasty sound of release and Setsume doubled-over into Lola’s crotch, in the throes of some impossible and uncontrollable fluid ejection. Lola watched in wonderment as a thick fountain of sticky sperm fired out of Setsume’s butt, shooting at least five feet, splattering wetly onto the floor by the bed. At the same time, she felt a warm wetness and knew that her overstuffed girlfriend had puked a throatful of semen between her legs, sliming her crotch with regurgitated jizz.

Setsume collapsed forward, he body straightening. Lola lay forward as well, watching as thick, bubbly sperm gurgled noisily out of Setsume’s asshole to pool on the bed. She slid deftly, turning her body, and moving behind Setsume and into the spoon position. As she settled against her lover, she could feel and hear a slimy discharge of cum bubble out of Setsume’s butt, wetting the inside of her leg.

“I love you,” she whispered, softly. “You’re my girl. My beautiful, beautiful girl.”

Setsume heard her, heart pounding in her chest, and smiled. Then she mumbled something through slick lips.

Lola couldn’t be sure what it was. It had been the barest whisper, a phantom.

But it sounded almost like "I like little black dresses."