The Flesh Project

CUM PACTS

It was mid-morning. Lola leaned back on her bed and stared at the ceiling, pausing to raise a cigarette to her lips. The smoke trailed up the ceiling as she let her eyes go unfocused, listening to the sounds of heavy urination coming from the bathroom, which were audible even overtop of the music.

She hummed along with the stereo, sliding a hand down to idly snap the waistband of her black panties, blowing a slow, sexy line of smoke over her even teeth moist lips as she did so. The sound of urination was still going on, and it was thick, like someone holding a garden hose over the toilet.

After a moment, Lola rolled over to tap ash in a tray on the nightstand, her toned buttflesh filled out the material, causing the stylized yellow biohazard symbol on the backside to swell and undulate over her two asscheeks and the deep crack between them. Her ample tits were satcheled in a tight, high-cut shirt. On the chest was small, white text proclaiming "LIVE FREE OR DIE". Her nipples poked up into the fabric forming pointy brackets around the sentiment. She had found the shirt in Setsume's dresser drawer- too small, but...that just made it more interesting.

Leaving the cigarette smoldering in the ashtray, Lola went back to looking at the ceiling. The flow of piss in the bathroom was finally subsided. Lola heard a flush, and then the turn of the doorknob.

Setsume stepped out wearing a pair of pink track pants and white shoes with pink on the heels. Her tight, long upper body was covered by a matching pink warmup jacket. The bulge of her thick cock was less obvious with her loose-fitting pants, but still noticable as a ghostly outline under the fabric, rippling down her left leg past the knee.

Wordlessly, the younger girl slipped off her shoes and crawled onto the bed, slipping her bare feet (with painted pink toenails) below the covers.

"This outfit makes good pajamas," said Setsume, "but now that we're awake I'm sure those assholes are going to turn the heat up. I'm going to sweat right through."

Lola glanced over to a small black glass depression in the ceiling- a not-so-hidden surveillence camera that was a feature of most rooms in the compound. She hoisted her middle finger at it in a gesture of defiance.

"Yeah, really!" chuckled Setsume. She snuggled down in the bed and kissed Lola on the cheek.

Lola continued to stare at the ceiling. Wordlessly, she passed her cigarette to Setsume, who took wrapped her glossy, pink lips around the filter and took a drag.

"Are you in the room today?" asked Lola. Setsume allowed a slow trail of smoke to wisp through her slightly parted lips and float back up the nostrils of her thin, cute nose. Lola noticed with some satisfaction that the younger girl had a small, glittering diamond stud placed on the left side.

Setsume shook her head. She glanced down at Lola's black panties, stretched tight across the inviting mound of her cunt. She nudged the raven-haired girl after flicking the remains of her cigarette into the ashtray. "I like those."

Lola rolled over onto her front and looked back over her shoulder at her own bubble butt, stretching the sheer black material and the biohazard logo. "These?" With a mischievious look she shifted on the bed, causing her ass to jiggle seductively.

"Tease!" Setsume whacked her on the butt, playfully. Grinning fiercely, Lola flashed into action.

"Don't start things you can't FINISH!" she said, emphasizing the last word before plunging her hand into the waistband of Setsume's jogging pants, fishing for her coiled fucksnake.

"AGH!" squeaked the younger girl, falling back on the bed as her stacked, sexy companion flipped over to straddle her midsection, one knee on each side, her warm, perfect ass compacting up against Setsume's midsection. Lola, facing Setsume's legs, looked back down over her shoulder and flashed a toothy, one-sided grin. With a dramatic motion, she spread her legs further, arched her back, and lowered her head, causing her panty-clad crotch to loom directly in Setsume's face.

"How'd you like to eat me out?" Lola asked, seductively.

Setsume shuddered with lust and met Lola's gaze through the older girl's own legs. "I want you to put my cock in your mouth."

Never breaking eye contact, Lola pulled the head of Setsume's cock out of her pants and guided it to her mouth, flicking her tongue into glistening pisshole. "You know I'll always suck on you, Sumie."

"Oh god!" exclaimed Setsume, and a short splatter of precum jumped out of her shaft and splattered on Lola's cheek. Lola rammed her tongue into Setsume's dick as far as it would go, slobbering her mouth over the thick head, running it over and around her lips.

"Mmm!" She pulled back, a runner of white cum connecting her cum-glazed lips and the throbbing cock in her hands. "I love this fucking cock." She went back to work, slobbering her tongue over the head, kissing the side, licking around the underside of Setsume's glans, and exhaling her hot breath on the dick she was working, all the while.

Setsume lay back, shuddering with ecstasy. She gazed up at Lola's panty-clad crotch, black panties on white skin, the puffy mound of her cunt forming a lewd, soft bulge in the thin fabric. She raised two hands and grabbed Lola's asscheeks, kneading the hot flesh in her hands.

The room was getting hotter as well. With a gasp of frustration, Lola pulled off Setsume's pink sweats, letting her massive dick free. Simultaneously, Setsume pulled down Lola's black panties, exposing her cunt and asshole. Lola leaned back and threw Setsume's pants against the wall, sitting on Setsume's face. She gasped as her young lover's tongue darted between the engorged lips of her vagina for the first time.

"Yes!" groaned Lola. "Stick your tongue in me!" While Setsume lapped at her cunt, her pink teenage tongue probing the wet furrow of flesh mashed against her cute little face, Lola raised Setsume's dick to her mouth again.

Gathering her breath, Lola went down on the massive flesh tube, bulging out her cheeks and lower jaw as the searing flesh made it's way over her tongue and deep into her face. A constant drool of hot pre-cum was filling her mouth. Lola swallowed, her throat contracting. She began to bob her head up and down on Setsume's dick, making wet, throaty facefucking noises as the monster cock in her mouth battered the back of her throat.

"Yes!" Setsume cried, her face buried in a sea of white cuntflesh. "Put it down your throat!"

Lola continued to drive her face down on Setsume's dick, sweat flicking off her brow in the artifical heat. She soon recognized the telltale twitch of cum rushing up the teenage dick queen's bloated cockpipe.

"Fuck, I'm coming!" Setsume cried.

A fat wad of hot jizz blasted out of Setsume's dick, still buried inside Lola's mouth. The expansion of the urethra squashed Lola's tongue down to the bottom of her mouth while her throat hole was painted with thick ropes of sperm.

Lola's green eyes were wide as he mouth was quickly filled, blocking her windpipe. She pulled her head off of Setsume's dick and tumbled off her lover, extending an arm to reach an empty glass in the nightstand. As Setsume watched, Lola raised the glass to her lips and allowed an amazing torrent of thick, white semen to splash out of her mouth and throat, filling the entire thing.

Setsume's dick, free from Lola's tight throat, flopped up onto the dickgirl's own chest, still spewing, splashing hot girlwad onto her athletic upper body, pooling it in the depression just above her breastbone.

"Fuck, you made me come so hard!" Setsume gasped. The issue from her cock had slowed to a trickle. It lay, fat and spent, between her perky, perfect teenage tits, mired in a pool of it's own ejaculate.

Lola burbled, sitting on the edge of the bed and letting the last of the cum slip from her mouth and droop into the drinking glass. She looked down at her tight, high-cut black shirt, which was actually Setsume's. It was stained with drops of cum. She pulled it off over her head, letting her heavy, soft tits fall free.

Tossing the shirt to Setsume, Lola said suggestively "Sorry. Looks like I made a mess while I was sucking your big...fat...dick." As she punctuated each word, she knee-walked over to Setsume, holding the cum-filled glass in her hand.

Setsume met her eyes. "Looks like."

Lola straddled Setsume's chest, letting her cock run underneath and slide against her slick crotch, wedging Setsume's urethral bulge against her clit. The pressure caused another thick wad of jizz to leak out of the younger girl's piss slit and ooze down the side of her neck.

Lola gazes suggestively into her dickgirlfriend's eyes. "I'm going to put this cum where it belongs."

Lola opened her mouth wide and tilted the glass, letting the collected sperm pour over her teeth and into her gullet. The thick jizz collected in her mouth, filling it. She arced higher with the glass, letting the last few drops come out.

Still looking down at Setsume, Lola began to gargle the cum, letting lewd bubbles of it overtake her lips and pop wetly, staining her cheeks. Placing the glass on the bed, she fishhooked her cheeks to show Setsume the massive size of the accumulated jizz load that was vibrating in her throat. Rivulets of the thinner stuff, mixed with spit, poured over her bottom lip and down her chin. A thicker, yellow-white sludge of cockslime boiled further back in her mouth, sloshing against the pink insides and white teeth.

Quickly, Lola picked up the glass again and allowed all the cum in her mouth to pour out again, back into the glass, along with a generous helping of spit. When she looked back down at her young partner, the inside of her mouth and the area around her lips were a glaze of white fuckjuice.

"I love the taste of your cum," she said.

Setsume licked her lips and smiled up at the sight above her. "You're a perverted little mynx, aren't you?"

Lola offered a heartbreaking cum-soaked smile, revealing teeth that were painted with cock slime. "It's always safest to be a slut with the person you love."

Setsume pulled herself back, and up to a seated position. She picked up the glass of steaming jizz, and slipped an arm around Lola's waist. The two locked eyes. Setsume kissed Lola on her cum-soaked lips, tasting the coppery tang of her own fucksauce. But it was a gentle kiss, and when the two parted by inches, their lips were joined together by strands of white semen.

Setsume raised the glass to eye level, beside both of their faces.

"You want this?"

Lola's hot breath washed over Setsume's lips as she replied.

"I want you. And everything that comes with you." Slowly, seductively, Lola opened her mouth. She darted her vision from the glass, then back to Setsume's stale grey eyes, and extended her tongue. With a sheen of cum still painting the lower features of her face, she gave her lover the nod. And Setsume began to pour.

Setsume watched as a full glass of her sperm began to drain straight down her lover's hot throat. Lola's neck bobbed as she swallowed with a wet, pregnant sound- once...twice...three times...four times. Five times. Then, with the glass spent, Lola tipped over onto her side, holding her belly.

Setsume crawled up beside her, and the taller girl embraced her from behind, cuddling in the spoon position.

"I can feel it inside me," whispered Lola, closing her eyes. "Just lay me here for a while. Imagine yourself inside me."

Setsume did. And when Lola reached behind to take Setsume's cock by the hand and coil it around her leg, as she had their first night together, Setsume again whispered the words:

"My girl."


***


Elsewhere, there was a knock at the door. April Wilder, who had been feverishly trying to roll up a big Katamari, paused her game and answered the door. She was alone in her room, and not necessarily expecting visitors- though she had the understanding that any visitor in the complex could potentially be showing up to give her a good fucking.

Adjusting the pink hair barette she was wearing (and giving her only other piece of clothing, an oversized T-shirt, a little downward tug)she opened up the door.

The smiling woman on the other side was holding a tray of chocolate chip cookies. April's eyes lit up.

"Miss Mikura!" she exclaimed, her adorable face a perfect image of wide-eyed enthusiasm.

"Little April!" Mikura smiled back. She was wearing a only a large blue bra, blue panties, and an apron emblazoned with the less-than-original phrase 'Kiss the cook!' Mikura lowered her head in an apologetic bow, looking shameful. "I'm sorry if I'm underdressed, miss- it's so unbearably hot in this place, especially for me."

Mikura raised her head again, letting her long brown hair, folded behind her head in a matronly fashion, rest against her back. Her massive tits jiggled enticingly beneath the apron as she righted herself- it was like watching a mountain tumble sideways. The twin straps, wide white pieces of fabric which ran over the center of either boob, were pushed conspicuously by her huge nipples.

"That's ok- nobody wears much of anything around this place."

April walked back into the room and sat on the bed, her giant T-shirt forming a cute tent around her taut, lithe young body. She looked back to see Mikura still standing at the door, and raised an eyebrow.

"Miss Mikura, you can come in!"

"Oh!" Mikura's face took on a harried look, and she bustled in the door. Again, she bowed, setting the tray of cookies on a nearby table.

She sat down on the bed beside April. April noted a squishing noise, like someone squeezing a wet washcloth, when she did so. Mikura smiled her close-eyed, innocent smile at the young girl. "I know you don't like the snacks in the cafeteria, so I brought you some cookies!"

April smiled, got a cookie to munch on, and then went back to sit next to her guest.

"Miss Mikura, how old are you?"

Mikura blushed. "Oh, how embarassing. I'm 29, miss April." Mikura didn't look 29. Her skin was a perfect and smooth, her face devoid of wrinkles...but she certainly didn't have the body of a teenager, either. Or, really, of any other adult. April looked at her tits, each one of which was easily the size of the younger girl's head.

"Do you think when I'm 29, I'll have boobs as big as yours?" she asked, hopeful.

Mikura blushed. "Miss April, what a thing to ask!"

April smiled. Then she noticed that the front of each of Mikura's massive bra cups was stained- saturated with some sort of liquid. She pointed, with some alarm.

"Miss Mikura- your nipples are leaking!"

Mikura looked down at her chest guiltily. "Oh dear!" She covered her eyes, ashamed. "I"m sorry miss- it's my body...I really can't help it."

April looked her over. What a body it was! Swanlike neck, big, beautiful eyes, long, luxurious hair, full lips, a magnificent, almost impossibly large rack (April was reminded of a barmaid from Angel Blade, a movie her mother had forced her to watch) hourglass waist, and a big, smooth, inviting butt and thighs.

April reached a finger out and poked it into Miss Mikura's right nipple. There was a squelching sound, and the stain on her bra-cup seemed to spread.

"Eeek!" said her guest. "I'm sorry, miss! I really should go- I can't help but..."

April sidled up to Miss Mikura on the bed as she interrupted. "It's ok, Miss Mikura. I don't mind! I'm not upset about your body."

Mikura looked at April, doubtfully. April went on. "I'm curious! Take your bra off! I see my mom naked all the time, and she has big breasts, but they're not as big as yours!"

Still blushing like man, the older woman threw the apron over her head (taking care to fold it) and slowly slid off her massive blue bra, letting her colossal tits hang free down her smooth, pink chest. Her nipples were huge and pronounced, the size of fat lipsticks- her aereolae raised at least an inch off of her skin, and a darker pink color.

"Wow!" gasped April. As she watched, a white/yellow drop of cloudy fluid leaked out of each mammoth nipple. Without the hesitation that might have been present in more inhibited child, she leaned her head forward to give the dollop of moisture leaking from Mikura's right nipple an experimental lick.

April's eyes lit up. "It's thick! Not quite as thick as cum...but it tastes sweet, better than cum!"

Mikura closed her eyes and blushed red as a beet. "Really, Miss April- how can you say such things at your age?"

April leaned forward, putting Mikura's giant-pencil-eraser nipple in her mouth. Her adorable lips constricted as she took a fierce suck on the older woman's bulbous fucksack- drawing up the fluid therein and sending it squirting against the back of her mouth. She withdrew, swirling the discharge around her teeth, while more drooled down the front of Mikura's swollen breast.

Mikura was getting aroused. And, April noticed...the room was getting hotter. "Oh! Miss April!" There was another wet washcloth sound from Mikura's panty-clad cunt. April could see that the entire front of her crotch was stained dark with lubrication.

April threw her oversized T-Shirt over her head then, fully prepared to have an afternoon of fun gleefully nursing from Mikura's freakish chest. Underneath, she was tanned, smooth, her own tiny nipples were rock hard, though the bulbs of flsh under them had barely begun to develop. She was wearing a pair of pink panties with a heart on the backside. In the heart shape, there was text reading "YAMATO".

April kneeled across from Mikura on the bed and stripped off her panties with a practiced grace. "Miss Mikura, you play with your tits, and I'll play with mine!"

"Oh, Miss April!"

"Come on, it's ok...we're friends, aren't we? Let's cum together!"

April began to tweak her little nips, running her tongue over her lips as she felt small explosions of pleasure in her underdeveloped chest. Reluctantly, Mikura used one arm each to heft her jiggling chest sacks and squeezed them together. "Oh!" As she mashed her tits into each other, kneeling on the bed across from the much smaller young girl, twin streams of milklike fluid erupted from her leaking nipples, splattering April with two crisscrossing ropes of sweet, sticky goo.

"Ooooh!" April rubbed the tit-slime all over her, oiling up her barely-pubescent body. "More!"

Mikura squeezed again, and more fluid erupted onto the younger girl, splashing her across the face and chest. Mikura's nipples were rock hard and fully erect. The sounds coming from the brown-haired matron's hot cunt were wet and nasty.

"Oooh, this is great!" said April. "Cum on me with your tits!" April ran a hand up her slick body and over her left nipple, gathering a load of fluid to drop into her eager mouth.

Mikura, caught in the throes of a titgasm, leaned forward with a squeek and fired off another stream from each jiggling orb, blasting April all over her tanned thights and smooth cunt. The older woman was rapidly losing all control of her rebellious (and quite special) body.

April began furiously diddling her little clit with a thumb, ramming her fingers hard into her hot cunt. "I wish you had a cock, Miss Mikura," she gasped. "You're always so nice to me, I'd fuck you in a second!"

Mikura felt something welling up inside her. "Oh dear!" she shuddered, still kneading her mammoth tits and their rubbery, leaking nipples. Overwhelmed by orgasmic sensations, she tumbled backward on the bed and ripped her panties off, tearing the fabric aside to shove four fingers into her fat-lipped, puffy cunt. April, almost ready to cum, looked as Mikura spread her thick, smooth legs to give herself better access to her gushing cunt, a hot, fat gash poised above the largest, brownest, sexiest asshole April had ever seen on a woman.

April knee-walked forward, still sliding a slick hand down into her hot little slit, and poised herself over Mikura's spread sex as the older woman squelched four fingers in and out of her sopping hole. April could see that small jets of cunt lube were firing out from between Mikura's fingers as she feverishly worked her gash. Occasionally, larger gouts of squirt would burble forth from between her knuckles before washing fatly down to stain her hand, and the sheets.

"You're like me!" exclaimed April, with wonder. "You can shoot it!"

Mikura's only response was to scream in shameful, blushing pleasure as she came to a world-shattering orgasm (the only kind she had ever had, since puberty) and her body released everything it had pent up to that point in the day. Her bouncing tits, squirted fat ropes of sticky-sweet fuckslime straight up into the air, while her spasming cunt exploded with a fat torrent of pure fucklube, right out into April's stunned face. It looked like someone turning on the garden hose.

"Haaaaaaaaa!" April screamed with delight as she got slimed, opening her cute little mouth to let as much of the cunt-cream as she could wash in and out of it. Mikura's squirting orgasm made the ones she sometimes achieved look like a trickle by comparison.

"Oh heavens, my body!" Mikura wailed, and another fountain of fuckjuice erupted from her seething slit, bursting against April's tight midsection like a water balloon and soaking her hairless cunt and legs. Meanwhile, the eruption of fuckmilk from Mikura's shuddering titsacks had reached an apex and was coming down, showering both orgasming friends in goo.

"MY BODY!" Mikura screamed, and lifted her ass off the bed, supporting herself on her shoulders and the balls of her feet. April could see her thick, meaty buttflesh wobbling as Mikura tensed for a final eruption of scalding cunt cream. April achieved a soul-shattering cum herself, squeaking with delight, and opened her tiny mouth to receive a Super-Soaker-level geyser of musky cuntwash right in her barely pubescent mouth, filling it instantly.

Mikura subsided and lay on the bed, twitching. April swallowed, and then fell forward, exhausted, leaning her head on the fat mound of Mikura's dripping sex. Her head of youthful blonde hair was plastered to her head, wrapped around her pink barette like seaweed. Mikura tried to gasp out a few words.

"I'm...sorry...miss. Can't help-" and then Mikura's eyes rolled back in her head and she shuddered in another orgasm. April felt a warm jet against her cheek and craned her neck slightly to see that Mikura was staining the already soaked bedsheet with a stream of acrid piss. April, feeling dirtier than she'd felt in a long time, and liking it, simply let her head collapse on the sheet and enjoyed the warm flow of her new friend's piss as it collected around her cute little face.

"Mommy..." she whispered. And an exhausted and nearly comatose Mikura, who didn't understand why April would call her such, pretended she hadn't heard.