The Flesh Project

FLESH PROJECT

CHAPTER 4 - LOLA MEETS SETSUME

Lola first saw Setsume when they were alone in the cafeteria...the heat was turned up as usual, making the whole place into a nice, toasty sweatbox. Lola was just walking through, wearing some loose black panties and a tank-top that barely covered her swinging tits. Her pencil-eraser nipples poked sharply into the fabric, despite the heat. Lola only wanted a to see if they stocked the fridge with anything alcoholic.

It had been a long day.

Perhaps surprised into a fit of guarded friendly behaviour that was somewhat unlike her, she didn't make an excuse when Setsume said, "If you're looking to get wasted, honey, come over here."

Lola looked over to the teenage beauty who was beckoning her. She knew the people she'd meet at the project centre were likely to be physically exceptional (and fuck, she was no small prize in that department herself) but Setsume was beyond even what Lola thought she might see.

Piercing grey eyes, and hair that made Lola think, momentarily say "I wish my hair was like that" - punky black pigtails streaked with pink. Lola, who took great pride in her own raven hair and perfect black eyebrows. This girl was sexy in an entirely different way from the way she was sexy, the pale, stacked goth way...and that intrigued her. Her green eyes met Setsume's grey ones. Though she would not admit it to herself until later...there was a spasm in her cunt, along with a realization.

---she's looking at me like men do---

Setsume was wearing a tit-packed sports bra and expensive-looking black track pants (Nike) with three white stripes down the side. The bra was soaked through with the sweet sweat that comes from drinking in a hot room. Her body was long and lean, and though two years younger than Lola, she was a few inches taller.

Most importantly, Setsume was waving a bottle of Jack Daniels and smoking a joint- the sort that Lola would have called a "fat end".

She marched over and sat down- painfully aware that he large, brown areolae and pokey nipples were tenting out the fabric of her black tank top.

"Hi," Lola offered.

"Sup?" Setsume replied. She punctuated that response with a long, satisfying blaze. When Lola's eyes dropped to the joint, Setsume smiled. Silently, she offered what was left of it to Lola.

The older, dark-haired took a drag. As her full lips wrapped around the paper, Setsume looked on her with a mischevious raised eyebrow.

"Thanks," said Lola.

"Hey...I share what I've got. We girls have got to stick together." Setsume nodded toward the dwindling end. "Go ahead and finish that up. I already had one."

"Thanks," said Lola, again. Her eyes told her the girl offering her the rest of the joint couldn't be more than 16 or 17 years old...with a killer body...but nonetheless, she felt like she, the elder, was being led by the hand in the early stages of their meeting.

Setsume poured two shallow glasses of Jack.

"How long have you been here?" she asked.

"About a week. In fact...I think I was the first female to join the project. It's funny...it was totally different than I expected...but I still managed to adapt."

Setsume smirked. "A girl can get used to just about anything." She rifled back the shot of Jack. Lola followed suit. Setsume poured two more and started the conversation up again, whispering to Lola in the hot silence.

"How is it going for you so far?"

Lola looked down into her glass, rolling the Jack Daniels around at the bottom, before answering. "Fine." She gulped back a sip before continuing. "I sure aced my audition."

Setsume's reply was catty. "I bet you did." She took a swallow of her drink. "I just had mine today. Though, to be fair, my spot was pretty much guarenteed."

Lola blew a stray black hair from in front of her beautiful green eyes. "Fuck, it's hot."

"Yeah, and I'm totally dehydrated," Setsume replied, tugging at her clingy, soaked sports bra experimentally. She jiggled her chest hypothetically. "Look at this thing, it's fucking stuck to me.

Lola burst out laughing and leaned over her glass, glancing sideways at Setsume. "Why are you wearing sweat pants, if it's so hot?"

Setsume poked Lola in the shoulder. "Why?" she asked, playfully. "Are you a dyke? You want to dyke it out with me? You want me to take my pants off?

Lola laughed dizzily. "Fuck you. You couldn't handle me." Lola stuck her tongue out, displaying her Skull n' Crossbones tongue stud.

Setsume laughed along. "Well, sorry, Dyke Queen. I got one too." She followed suit, sticking her teenage tongue out to reveal a dazzling tongue piercing.

The two locked eyes. Their tongues retreated, and they both turned back to their drinks. Lola downed the rest of hers.

"My name is Lola," she offered.

"Setsume," the younger girl replied, before continuing: "You must have pulled off some crazy shit in the room to get this job."

Lola looked grim, but only momentarily. "I have a darker side that looks out for me. Anything anyone can dish out, I can take. And love it. In that way, I can go farther than anyone."

Another smile from Setsume. "I guess we all have our little secrets."

Lola sipped from her glass and looked at the bottom. "It doesn't hurt to have big tits and a tight ass, either."

Setsume's voice softened, her grey eyes avid. Drinking in every inch of Lola's jutting tits and thick, bubble ass. "Lola, I wish I had your body."

Lola raised an eyebrow. "I wish I had yours."

"My tits are smaller."

"You're still growing."

"Yeah. 5'11" and still going up."

"And you've got legs up to your neck."

Setsume made a hand gesture like she was holding two melons. "But you've got ass out to here."

"Got that right." They both put their glasses on the table simultaneously. Setsume looked toward Lola's heavy tits, cradled in the slick material of her tank top.

"You mind if I feel?" Setsume asked.

Lola knew it was a turning point. Let this girl start poking her, and things could go anywhere. But...then again...that was kind of the point of the entire compound, wasn't it? And something about the way this girl looked at her...as if she were falling in love...made it less a worry and more a pleasure to say...

"Go ahead."

Setsume did...raising one hand to Lola's heavy right breast, and giving it an experimental jiggle. Lola inhaled sharply.

"They're so soft and heavy," marvelled the younger girl. Unbeknownst to Lola, Setsume's massive cock was coiled down her left pant leg, throbbing in anticipation, staining the inside of her expensive warmup suit with a drizzle of slick precum.

"I had a lot of girls on the side back at my old school," said Setsume, "and none of them were stacked like you, Lola."

Setsume gave Lola's nipple a tweak, feeling the raised titflesh harden between her practiced fingers.

Lola bit her bottom lip, eyes closed, right elbow on the table. "And I had a lot of boyfriends before I realized what I was. None of them could do that as well as you, Setsume."

The younger girl tugged on Lola's full tit, raising it slightly and letting it fall back down as she held on to the black-haired girl's swollen nipple. "Well, I should be good...I have myself to practice on."

Lola allowed herself to stroke the side of Setsume's head. She leaned forward to whisper in the glistening teenage girl's ear.

"I bet they're watching our every move on the cameras."

"Fuck 'em."

Setsume reached out her off-hand and began to softly stroke Lola's black hair, still wet from the shower out of which she'd stepped not long before her trip to the cafeteria.

"I heard about you. What happens to you. With me," Setsume whispered, "you can just be yourself."

Eyes locked. Dazzling greens into perfect greys. Setsume leaned forward, and Lola met her halfway with a kiss. Soft...full...and flawless.

Lola trailed a thumb down Setsume's tanned and angular teenage face. "I've had a bunch of insane fuck sessions since I got here," she said, "and that just made me forget all about them."

Setsume blew in Lola's ear, softly. Her left hand was busy keeping her cock from forming an obvious tent in her track pants. She whispered, "I decided when I saw you that you'd be my girl."

Lola looked at the table. One bottle. Two glasses. She'd taken out two glasses before Lola had even arrived.

The older girl rubbed her fair-skinned cheek against Setsume's, inhaling through flared nostrils the scent of sweet teenage perspiration, sweat-sticky hair. "I feel stupid," she whispered. "I'm two years older than you and I feel like I'm you're sweeping me off my feet."

Setsume used her free hand to guide Lola's face opposite her own. She could see the raven-haired 18-year-old was watery eyed, her lips moist and parted. "I'm trying."

Setsume moved her lips to within half an inch of Lola, and closed her eyes. Her voice became the lowest whisper. "Everyone has *some* innocence left."

The two young sexbombs kissed fully this time, pierced tongues flicking into each other's mouths. Their hands pawed at each other's ample chests. The between-kiss gasps of two young female lovers were all that filled the air.

Setsume pushed Lola back, locking eyes once more. "Lola...close your eyes, and turn your back.

Lola, who by this time would have done anything her new young friend might ask, including but not limited to eating her out for the next couple of hours, did so.

Setsume rose from the table and stripped off her sports bra. She walked over and draped it over Lola's shoulders. "Oooh!" Lola gasped, and brought the bra around to her mouth, inhaling Setsume's sweet scent while running it across her lips.

"Ugh!" With a grunt, Setsume pulled her glistening, pulsating cock from her pant leg, stretching back the waist elastic of her designer warmups in order to haul the whole thing out. Finally free, she collapsed back onto the bench next to the still-oblivious Lola, her cock sticking straight up out of her pants, between her breasts, and ending in a bulbous head just beneath her chin.

Lazily, she rolled the shaft lightly back and forth between her breasts, with her sweat producing a sound like someone pulling apart a piece of tape off. Smiling, she pushed her breasts together around her throbbing dick, and the pressure caused a small spurt of pre-cum to burble out of the tip and sluice down the side of her shaft.'

Lola was rolling her tongue around the soaked fabric of Setsume's sports bra. Her hands had dropped- one to her right breast to tweak a rock-hard nipple, and one to push aside the barely-there crotch of her black panties to begin lightly fingering her pale, perfect cunt.

"Ok, turn around," said Setsume.

Lola did. She gasped. Setsume's cock twitched- another spurt of clear cum burbled out of her spasming dickhole.

"Oh my god!" Lola exclaimed, her burning nipples and hot pussy temporarily forgotten.

"This is what I've got," said Setsume, matter-of-factly. "This is why I'm here."

Lola took an almost imperceptible step back. Setsume, trained for years at watching for such responses, spoke again.

"Don't, Lola. I'm show this to you because I trust you. I think we can keep each other sane in this place." Lola didn't go anywhere, but neither did she get any closer.

Setsume pressed on. "I think you're beautiful."

Lola's heart was beating a mile a minute. The whole encounter was running through her head...everything leading up to the unveiling of this...this mammoth dick, thrusting up from the waistband of an almost supernaturally beautiful teenage girl. She was thinking fast...but he voice was lagging behind.

"Don't you think I'm beautiful, too?" said Setsume.

Lola looked at the floor.

"No wonder you looked at me like a man," she said.

Setsume said nothing. Her dick was raging, hard...laying within the hot valley of her sweaty breasts. In her state, she looked resigned, vulnerable...and smoking hot. A young girl swinging a dick that would make any man jealous. It was her curse...and her blessing.

Lola turned her eyes up, and finally walked forward. She kneeled down in front of Setsume.

"And I liked the way you looked at me."

Turning slowly, Lola stripped off her tanktop, letting her perfect, bulbous breasts hang free on her rock hard, 19 year-old frame, pale and perfect, jiggling like God himself set them moving. Setsume tweaked her nipples and snaked a tongue out to lick her own glans, never taking her eyes off of the new lover who had just given her what amounted to consent. Lola's back was a perfect, smooth field of white skin, leading down to panties that were soaked with sweat, disappearing between bulging mounds of assflesh and wrapping down and around to cover her sopping cunt.

Leaning forward, not bending her knees, and sticking her ass out, Lola stripped her panties down, giving Setsume an unrestricted view of her glistening sex and brown, inviting asshole. With her head looking out from somewhere near her right calf, Lola teased Setsume with a wink.

"What do you think?"

"I think I'm going to cum all over myself just looking at your body. Because it's you."

Lola turned around, grabbed Setsume by the hand, and lifted her to a standing position. She drew her close- naked as the day she was born, and Setsume wearing only her warmup pants, waistband stretched over the cock exploding straight up from her pants, over her flat, perfect abs, between conical, perfect teenage breasts, and quivering just below her mouth.

The only thing between them was Setsume's throbbing dick. Lola locked eyes with the younger girl and flicked her tongue into Setsume's pisshole. Her tongue drew back with a strand of cum attached, and the teen futa queen darted her own little tongue out to hijack the strand, drawing it into her own mouth.

Lola whispered across the top of Setsume's she-cock. "They've had you fucking for days. Do you have anything left for your new girl?"

Lola licked the underside of Setsume's cum-slippery prick helmet. Setsume did the same on her side, gasping with pleasure as she drew her tongue through the wash of precum clinging to her cockhead. Locking eyes, the two girls simultaneously drew their tongues up the side of the cock, over to the top, and plunged the tips of their tongues into Setsume's spasming piss slit, rubbing their long, slithering tongue tips together inside of her cum-laden pisspipe. Suddenly, a shot of jizz welled up around their tongues and splashed both girls in the face.

They drew back. Eyes still locked.

"Whoa!" gasped Setsume. "That was intense. These project whores and their limp-dick buddies haven't done anything like that for me."

"I can do more than that," said Lola, and pressed forward into Setsume with a vicious kiss, driving her partner back against the table. There was a thump as the bottle of Jack overturned, but the cap was on, saving the precious liquid inside. Lola pressed hard against Setsume, grinder the futa-teen's hot cock between her bare chest and that of her lover, pawing at the hot ass bulging beneath Setsume's warmup pants. In turn, Lola groped for Lola's full ass, pulling apart the pale girl's immaculate, round asscheeks and running a finger up against her asshole.

Lola seperated from the wet, tongue-stud-dueling kiss. "Fuck, you really know how to push my buttons."

Setsume pushed Lola's heaving white tits together around her cockshaft, rubbing over the dainty beauty mark that was equidistant between them, extending to her tiptoes and then back again, extending, back again, extending, back again...achieving a fast and hot standing tit-fuck.

"I like the feel of your cock in there," breathed Lola, huskily. While Setsume pulsed her cock up and down Lola's slick chest, she licked feverishly at Lola's perfect, erect nipples. Faster, and faster. Urgently, Setsume guided a hand to Lola's cunt, thumbing her clit and thrusting into two fingers into her molten snatch.

"I'm going to come!" seethed Setsume. "Come with me! Come all over my hand."

"Cum on me!" seethed Lola back, through clenched teeth- a sexed up, desperate whisper. "Show me how much you can shoot!"

"God, you're so hot down here!" exclaimed Setsume. "Oh god! Oh god!"

"OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH!"

"OUGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGAH!"

Both girls collapsed to their knees. As Lola's spasming cunt exploded in a monster orgasm, Setsume's cock began to shoot thick streams of fuck cream up into Lola's chin and neck.

"Yes!" said Lola. She lifted her tits into a sort of platform, an inviting target. "On my tits, Sumie!"

Lola, barely able to move, managed to guide her cock downward. Blast after thick blast of semen exploded onto Lola's waiting tits and the valley between, first leaving her beauty mark a cloudy spectre and then obliterating it entirely from view as the futasperm pooled on her chest.

"Fuck, that's so hot!" Lola cooed.

The spurts slowed, and then stopped. Setsume ran both hands up her dickshaft, "straining" the last cum out of her dick and onto Lola's upturned tongue. She staggered back and sat down at the table, grabbing the overturned bottle of Jack Daniels.

Lola crawled over to her, cum dripping from her jizz-covered tits. Setsume looked down on her. "Have a drink," she whispered, dizzily.

Carefully, with Lola hovering below her cock, she tipped a pour of Jack Daniels over her jutting prick. Lola, like a hungry lioness, opened her mouth and lapped up the booze as it washed over Setsume's cock.

Not to be outdone, Lola took the bottle and washed a shot of the sweet liquid down the front of her jizz-blasted chest as Setsume lapped at her bulbous tit, drinking a mixture of cum and alcohol as it drained down Lola's perfectly shaped chest. Setsume drank eagerly, savoring the feeling of her tongue against Lola's cum-slick skin.

The flow of alcohol stopped. Exhausted, both girls sat down at the table. Setsume's cock was starting to soften, hanging like a snake over her waistband and down her leg. Lola caressed it as she leaned in to plant a kiss on the lanky teen girl's cheek.

"Sumie..." whispered Lola. "Come back to my room. Make me your girl tonight. I want you inside of me."

She took Setsume by the hand, and led her toward the door. Setsume stopped her halfway. Stumbling, she went back to grab two glasses, and the bottle of Jack Daniels. Then, they slipped from the room like ghosts.