The Flesh Project

BUKKAKE LOTTERY, PART 2

Setsume looked down at her glass, and with the room an echo chamber of tumbling plastic, no one heard her say to herself:

“Please, don’t let it be Lola.”

A terrible image was crystallized in Setsume’s mind, the scene that might occur if Lola decided to “turn” at the wrong time- the things that might be done to her. Setsume could imagine, clear as day, the thick cocks being jerked to climax over her girlfriend’s mouth, the lengths of fuckmeat being jammed into her throat. The doctor would revel in his turn, that asshole, drilling down into Lola’s beautiful face without a care. The kid would go next- thrusting his cock into her sloppy mouth, his smooth balls hammering off of her chin. Then the doctor’s assistant, Noah, would get his dick out. A man Lola had never met! He would be next to spray off inside her wide open mouth.

Setsume’s dick hardened at the thought of Lola being passed around, but she shook off the thought at once. It was exciting because it was taboo. That was all. She would never let that happen to Lola. Not as long as she was still breathing.

It was bad enough having to share her with everyone else- that was nothing but a price that both girls had accepted- the knowledge that their bodies would not be their own. In return for this currency of flesh, they would be granted the chance to meet others of their kind, people who would look upon them not with disdain, but love.

Still, Setsume thought, even that had been a lie. The guards, the scientists, the executives, they were only accepting of the member of FLESH PROJECT in the same way that a circus owner is accepting of his freakshow. But despite all the obstacles in the way, she had found Lola. Lola was the accidental fulfillment of a promise that the creator of FLESH PROJECT had had no intention of keeping.

“It’s one thing to see your lover hurt,” she said to herself. “And another thing to watch her beg for it.”

She wouldn’t allow anything bad to happen. And the people watching? Setsume’s eyes traveled upward to the multitude of black glass depressions in the ceiling.

Fuck them.

Meanwhile, the lottery barrel had spun to a stop, and Noah popped the lid. He rummaged around in the bin with one long, coat-clad arm.

“This better not be me,” Ashley muttered. “I swear to god, if that happens, I’m just going to run.”

Dr. Hardman looked at him wearily. “If you do that, security is just going to tazer you and drag you back here, and you’re still going to get it. So just relax. It’s up to fate.” Ashley looked to see if the Dr., who seemed to revel in tormenting him, was kidding. The look on his face told the young boy that he wasn’t.

Everyone looked on with sex-tinted interest. Dr. Sarah nibbled her cute little bottom lip and crossed her fingers. Mikura clutched her hands between her pendulous boobs in nervous anticipation. Lola had her eyes shut, her outer calm belaying a firestorm of emotions inside of her. And Setsume’s eyes were most avid of all.

At last, Noah pulled a ping-pong ball out of the bunch. “Number 47,” he announced, holding it aloft.

Lola feverishly scanned her giant list of numbers. But before she could finish, there was a triumphant cry, and Dr. Sarah threw up her arms victoriously, jumping out of her chair. “I won!” cried the red-haired cutie, hopping with triumph and sending her sensibly braided hair bobbing about the back of her head.

Setsume collapsed backward on a couch near the centre of the room, slouching all the way down, cock dangling hotly down to the floor. She had the body language of a woman who had just been granted a gubernatorial pardon on the eve of her execution. “Thank Christ,” she muttered.

Quickly, Sarah stripped off her lab coat, revealing bouncing, perky tits inside a red bra, a trim figure, and a nice little ass clad in matching red panties. “Come on, all of you!” she said. “I’m ready!”

She walked to the center of the room and knelt down. The place was starting to get extremely warm- those who had worn clothes were sweating profusely. Setsume walked over to where Lola was sitting down, and knelt to rest her head against the older girl’s neck.

“Thank god,” said Setsume.

Lola kissed her gently on the forehead. “Yes,” she replied. “Thank god.” Her mind, a whirlwind of scenarios just a moment before, now switched over to more pleasant thoughts…like playing naughty, she-devil fluffer for her futa-girl, who had the biggest, sexiest cock in the room.

“Ok, everyone who wants to cum in the mouth of nymphomaniac, sperm-addict lab researcher, come over here to the center of the room and get hard,” said Dr. Hardman, walking in that direction himself. His dress combo of sensible collared shirt and obscene boxer shorts (with the tip of his dong hanging out of the fly) lent a little bit of lunatic quality to an already crazy scene.

The assembled crowd gathered at the various couches and chairs in the center of the room. Little April dropped to her knees, pulling down the waistband of her twin brother’s underwear and wrapping a tiny hand around his smooth, erect cock.

“I’m going to get you really excited, brother,” she said, looking up into his eyes. She began to suck slowly on his swollen cocktip, never breaking eye contact, showing a knowledge of cocksuckery well beyond her scandalously short 13 years. “I’ll make it so you have enough cum in your balls to really cover her!”

“Oh, god…sis…” said Ashley. He enjoyed the sensation of his sister’s hot, wet mouth as he watched Setsume and Lola embrace in a deep tongue-kiss on a red couch across the room. Ashley’s cock surged as he saw Lola reach down below Setsume’s short skirt and fondle her stocking-clad cock. The head of his penis flared in April’s mouth. She removed it, and began to lap at his hairless ballsack with her little pink tongue.

“I bet you’re thinking about Setsume,” she said, naughtily. “I bet you want her to cum in your mouth!”

“No-“ Ashley began, but he was cut off by his own moan of ecstasy. Over on the couch, Lola had raised Setsume’s big dick to her mouth, and was pulling off the blue ribbon wrapped around the tip using only her teeth. The cock tented Setsume’s skirt obscenely, and Ashley could see her heavy balls laying on the couch, between her legs. Setsume gave Lola’s nipples a twist just as April sucked both of Ashley’s balls into her mouth.

“Mmm-mmm-mmm…” she hummed, slathering spittle all over his hairless nut hammock. His cock was as hard as he had ever felt it.

Dr. Sarah was still kneeling, spread-legged, in the center of the room between the chairs and couches. The place was as hot as could be. She was fingering her cunt furiously, hand working away at her tiny pussy just below a small, trim patch of fiery red pubic hair. Her panties were off and wrapped around one smooth, shapely leg. After a moment, she brought her diddling hand to her face and licked it, tasting herself with enthusiasm. “Mmmm…Someone, anyone, get over here and cum on my face!” she said, eyes closed, not addressing anyone in particular. Her glasses were slightly fogged.

Noah walked up to stand by here side. “Is there anything I can do, Doctor?” he asked. His handsome young face was gentle, and the tone of his voice reverent, the speaking register one adopts when speaking to a superior.

Dr. Hardman rolled his eyes. “What do you think she wants you to do, dumb shit?”

Noah turned to him angrily. “Hey, pal-” he began, but was cut off when Dr. Sarah’s dainty little hand reached out to grab his crotch. “Gah!” he exclaimed, as she yanked down his fly.

“Oooh, time to check out the new guy,” said Nurse Wilder, in a slutty voice- sounding like every empty-headed blonde pornstar who ever read a line of bad dialogue. She crawled seductively over to where Noah was standing. The young doctor’s assistant was still embarrassed and blushing- but there was a telltale bulge in the front of his pants. The rest of the room was teased by the sight of her thick, tanned butt sticking out of the bottom of her nurse’s uniform- two honey-gold globes of buttflesh divided by the back of her white panties, which were marked thematically with a Red Cross. To all present, the logo looked like a bulls-eye.

Noah wiped sweat from his brow as Sarah and Liz pawed at his crotch, finally parting the front of his underwear to haul out a long, fat-headed dick that was as handsome as the rest of him. There was a low buzz of excitement amongst the females.

“Oooh, a nice big dick!” said Liz. She moved closer to Sara and pressed her tanned cheek against the red-haired woman’s pale one, reaching one long-nailed hand around Sarah’s neck as they both gazed at Noah’s protruding dick. “She’s all yours today, baby,” she said to Noah. “Go ahead, put it in her mouth.”

Sarah grabbed Noah’s dick at the base as Liz stood up to strip off his shirt and tie- revealing a tight, striated body worthy of a Calvin Klein model. Again, there was a murmur of appreciation. As bukkake-queen-for-a-day Sarah began to slurp noisily on his lengthy bone, Noah closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, looking simultaneously orgasmic and scandalized.

Lola, who had been slowly taking down Setsume’s leg stockings (while licking the sweet, tangy sweat from the inside of her thighs) glanced over at the action in the centre of the room. “Wow,” she said. “That guy has got abs on top of abs.”

Setsume glanced in Noah’s direction. It was true- he had a great body. He was sporting a tight ass, clear skin, not to mention a cute, scholarly face that would probably look very distinguished in about ten years- and his demeanor had a gentleness that was lacking in most of the men around the facility.

Lola straddled her on the couch, letting Setsume’s cock flop up and behind her. Setsume could feel the weight of Lola’s hot thighs against each side of her midsection. She turned from looking at Noah and made eye contact with her girl.

“I bet you’d like to fuck him, wouldn’t you?” she asked, rubbing both of her long-fingered hands over Lola’s awesome, leather-clad ass. She smiled mischievously. “I saw you looking- you’re imagining what it would be like to grind on top of his dick.”

Lola nuzzled Setsume’s neck and dragged her tongue along the hot skin, there. “I’d tell him my pussy belongs to your big cock,” she whispered, recognizing Setsume’s obvious feelings of territoriality, and playing them up with erotic flair. “You’re imagining me fucking him, too, aren’t you, Sumie?”

Setsume was silent, and gasped slightly as Lola licked her ear. Sweat was soaking both of their rutting bodies. “I’d let him fuck my ass while you fill up my cunt,” Lola seethed in Setsume’s ear. The sound of a zipper was heard as Setsume’s nimble hands pulled down the clasp on the back of Lola’s skirt. The raven-haired hottie’s bulging, sexy butt seemed to explode outward in newfound freedom, piling up in Setsume’s grasping hands. Lola kissed Setsume on the lips, swapping spit, lashing her tongue in and out of the younger girl’s mouth. Behind her, Setsume’s 24-inch cock was standing at full, majestic attention. Small dribbles of precum were oozing out of her flaring piss-slit.

Lola broke the kiss, leaving a connecting line of hot spit between their two mouths. “I’d let him drill me deep in the ass,” she said, “while you stretch me out. I’d let him cum on my face.” Lola stuck her tongue out and drew the line of spit back into her mouth to emphasize the point. Meanwhile, she reached one arm behind her and placed it on the base of Setsume’s skyrocketing fuck muscle.

“You could watch me draining the sperm out of his balls,” Lola continued. “And you’d never have to worry even a second.” She kissed Setsume on the forehead. “Not even a second,” she repeated, for emphasis.

She kissed Setsume on the neck. “Because every time I had an orgasm from his long cock fucking into me, so hard, so hot…”

Lola kissed Setsume on the lips again. “I would yell ‘Setsume!’ I would scream your name.”

Lola paused, looking her lover in the eyes. “And no other name. Ever.”

Her green eyes were seductive. Her tits were sculptures from heaven, poised atop the black leather of her ribbon corset, the nipples raised and engorged. Her ass was a god-mountain of hot flesh in Setsume’s hands, pouring through her fingers. The devil’s tail on the back of her leather panties flicked naughtily in one final defiant act before the piece of clothing would fall away altogether.

“Ever.”

More precum poured from Setsume’s dick. Dr. Hardman, who was watching Sarah bob her pretty little head up and down Noah’s lengthy bone while Liz gobbled on his own, glanced in the direction of the two girls on the couch.

“Don’t waste any of that!” he said, half-joking. He gestured toward Sarah. “You’ve still got to drown this little cum princess.”

April was still sucking her brother’s cock, and her monologue of child-like dirty talk had become increasingly incestuous. Showing her keen understanding of brother psychology, she trotted out her latest tactic: appealing to her brother’s obvious desire to fuck the shit out of their mother.

“Pretend Miss Sarah is mom,” she whispered in her cute little voice, hauling Ashley’s steely-hard boydick out of her tight mouth. She was still kneeling before him, legs spread, tiny, perfect little body glistening with sweat. “Cum all over her face. Show her how much of a man you are!”

Ashley grabbed his sister by the hair and forced her mouth back on his dick. “You always assume you know what I’m thinking!” he complained, breathing heavily. “Just shut up!”

“Mmm! Mmm! Hmmmph!” squealed April as he thrust forcefully into her mouth. Her brother wasn’t usually this assertive. As she felt his slick prick helmet pummel the back of her mouth, she reached down to fondle her wet little cunt.

Sarah thrust her head forward to deep-throat Noah’s long, smooth dick. The large head of his cock slid roughly down her windpipe, briefly choking her and causing her mouth and throat to develop a nice coating of gagslime.

“Be careful, doctor,” Noah admonished, his face furrowing with concern. Sarah brought her head back from his cock and gleefully blew some thick spit-bubbles, allowing a runnel of phlegm to drool down the side of her mouth.

“Just greasing things up a little!” she gasped, and dove back down on Noah’s nine inch manstaff.

“Oh, I’m well aware of your theories on… oral sex!” he replied, breath hitching on the last few words. Beside him, Nurse Wilder removed her head from Dr. Hardman’s fat, freakish dong, allowing her own drool line to flop downward to the floor. She moved slightly to allow herself access to Noah, and began to run her tongue over his dick while Sarah plunged it in and out of her pretty mouth.

“Grrrgh!” is the closest of approximation of the sound that Noah then made.

Sarah pulled his cock from her mouth and began to feverishly jerk it. As she did so, she opened wide and stuck out her tongue, revealing smiled up, gleaming teeth. Despite the fact that she was wearing cute glasses, she instinctively shut her eyes. “Spray it on my face!” she exclaimed, gasping excitedly.

Noah’s breath became irregular. “Doctor- I’m coming!”

The first shot slammed into Sarah’s upper lip like a rocket, leaving a thick, piled up smear of goo to drizzle down over her white teeth. Across the room, the action slowed as everyone strained to get a look at Sarah’s face being painted white by the feverish ejaculations of her second in command. The fact that she, a distinguished professional, was allowing he, her student and assistant, to blast fat robes of sperm across her eager face- it was deliciously sinful.

“Oogh!” exclaimed Noah, still coming. One large arc flopped over the right lens of Sarah’s glasses, covering it with a line of milky film. Before he was done, he splashed her tongue with more than out spout of goop, and she crinkled it up, forming a shallow lake of swirling sperm, which she then hauled into her mouth.

As Noah subsided, Sarah uttered a satisfied, throaty sigh, and Liz leaned forward to gobble the tip of Noah’s dangling penis into her mouth. “Mmmm,” she moaned, sucking gently. She looked up at him. “You need to come to my office for checkup one of these days, mister assistant.”

Noah exhaled and sat down with a thump, his sweat-soaked underwear stretched tight over an ass that Liz would later describe as “sexy”. “Whew!” he exhaled. Hardman then sarcastically asked whether Nurse Wilder had said office or orifice.

Sarah took off her glasses and examined the stain on the right lens, seeing the image of her cum-stained face partially reflected. “Noah!” she gasped. “I can’t believe how much you shot on me! You really surpassed my expectations! She gathered a slimy line of jizz from her cheek and licked it off of her fingers.

She felt a hand grab her hair, and turned to see Dr. Hardman’s rampaging dong heading right for her mouth. At the same time, Ashley approached from her opposite side, wet dick hard as a rock. Moaning happily, Sarah brought up both hands and began to gleefully masturbate both Hardman’s long, thick organ and Ashley’s cute, smooth childcock.

Nurse Wilder quickly ripped her son’s drawers down to expose his hairless, cum-laden ballsack. As she bathed the testes in scalding breath and light licks, Ashley felt is cock harden even more.

“Fuck, mom! Yes!” he exclaimed. “Lick my balls!” As she did, he felt another warm, wet sensation on his ass, and small hands pulled apart his skinny little ass. Soon, there was a tongue jammed into his hot, twitching butthole.

“April!” he exclaimed.

“Do you like my tongue up your ass, brother?” she said, breathily. As she spoke, he could feel her lips nuzzling his spasming starfish. Her words were almost muffled by his asshole. April licked around the hot, pink surface of his anus, jamming her tongue inside and flicking it against the interior walls of his ass. As he looked down, his mother and sister took a quick break from the ass-eating and ball-bathing to share a sloppy kiss.

“Ooh, I can taste his ass!” moaned Liz.

“I want to suck on his balls!” replied April. “Let’s switch sides!”

And so they did. April opened her little mouth to munch on her brother’s spit-slick nuts, and for the first time ever, Ashley felt his mother lewdly pull apart his buttflesh and jam her long, pink tongue right up his sweaty, saliva-coated asspipe.

“Holy SHIT!” he exclaimed.

Lola looked up from the slow, cum-building titfuck she was giving Setsume. “That’s hot,” she said, nodding in the direction of the family reaming. Setsume nodded, and shifted in her seat.

“Let’s go have some fun,” Setsume said, smiling beneath a raised eyebrow. She grabbed Lola by one warm hand and led her toward the centre of the room.

Ashley was in ecstasy, but before he could get any further into the throes of his jubilation, a shadow fell over him from above. He felt arms reach around to embrace him in a loving hug…and huge tits press against his back. Mikura’s sweet voice whispered in his ear. “You look thirsty, young man!” she said. He felt warm liquid dribbling down her back where her nipples had pressed into his flesh.

Mikura stepped around to his front, standing directly over April’s head. Wordlessly, she stuffed what he at first thought was a sopping wet rag into his mouth. Tasting the slimy musk as it coated his tonsils, and seeing the lacy design that was present on the half of the fabric that was still outside of his lips, he realized that she had actually just shoved her soaked panties into his face. The taste was thick, overpowering. The taste of sex, flesh, and orgasms. Ashley sucked on the dripping mass on his tongue, gazing into Mikura’s matronly, gentle eyes.

Then, a whisper in his left ear. His eyes darted in that direction.

“I want to fuck you in the ass.” It was Setsume, intentionally sounding as slutty as possible. Ashley almost choked on Mikura’s panties. His dick raged to heights of hardness previously unknown. Quickly, there came a whisper in his other ear. Lola.

“I want to suck your cock while my girlfriend splits apart your tight little butt,” Lola said, seductively. Ashley could feel the warmth of her thick tits against his arm.

“Ever had a girl with a giant cock drop a fat load of cum in your asshole?” said Setsume, huskily.

“How’d you like to fuck this tight pussy while you feel her inside of you?” teased Lola, and Ashley felt left one thigh to seductively slide her wet crotch down the side of his leg.

“I’d love to bust your tight little butt,” finished Setsume. Ashley’s eyes widened as he felt the underside of her warm, pulsating cock against the side of his ass. Setsume slapped a hand against his firm ass.

“…and you could bury your dick in me and show me how much of a *man* you are,” said Lola. As he looked down at her, she used two agile fingers to spread her thick pussy lips, exposing a spasming pink cunt.

“FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!” yelled Ashley. “I’m going to cum!” Mikura stepped to the side to allow Sarah access to his cock. Noah, still seated on the ground nearby, could only look on with an expression of absolute disbelief.

“Imagine you’re in my girlfriend’s tight little cunt!” whispered Setsume, fiercely. Liz jammed his tongue up her son’s ass like she was prospecting for gold. April moved to the side, eyes wide with expectation- she had never seen her brother so excited.

“Cum on my face!” Sarah exclaimed. Shuddering, Ashley did so- firing streams of the purest, whitest cum that most of the group had ever seen…the untainted cum of youth. The blasts arced over Sarah and landed on the landscape of her cute little face like an artillery barrage, splattering her glasses. Ashley’s pelvis thrust forward after two or three streams, and he yelped, blasting a long, arcing cum ribbon that was more worm than spurt. It flopped down thickly on Sarah’s eager face, forming a jizz-bridge over her open mouth.

She flicked out her tongue to gather the glue-like cum worm, hauling it into her mouth with an exclamation of pleasure. “Fuck, yes!” she shouted, shuddering to orgasm.

Ashley tumbled forward, spent. Sarah leaned back on her haunches, savoring the afterglow of a good cum-shower, and removed her cum-stained glasses. She felt a hand reach over her brow and turn her head. It was Dr. Hardman, and he quickly used a thumb and forefinger to pry her left eye, a beautiful aquamarine color, wide open. With his other hand, he guided his spurting dick in front of her face, blasting a line of thick cum right into the front of the redhead’s eye socket, burying her ocean-blue iris in opaque nut-sludge.

“Agh!” she exclaimed, but before she could cry in outrage, he thrust his fat cock directly into her mouth. A torrent of jizz erupted from his bloated pisspipe and into her sinuses. Twin jets of cum squirted out of her nose and back onto the top of his cock. He grabbed her by both sides of his hair and plowed his spurting fleshpole in and out of her mouth, wagging her head roughly. Cum and sweat rained off of her face in a fine spray.

Noah was making notations on his clipboard. Though part of him was concerned at the rough treatment of his mentor, he knew that, as a cum-addict and scientist, she would want a detailed record of the results of her rough facefucking. He made a mental note to procure some cough lozenges- her throat was bound to be sore.

At last, Hardman drove his cock into her throat and held it there. The room marveled as a naughty bulge appeared in her esophagus. “Fuck!” said the doctor. His balls jumped as they emptied into her stomach. Sarah, resigned, simply clutched her churning belly. “Yeah!” said Hardman at last, before withdrawing his long, fat schlong from her stretched face.

“You’re an asshole,” said Setsume, narrowing her eyebrows at Hardman. He smiled defiantly, shrugging innocently while tucking his dangling dong back into his boxer shorts. “What’s your problem, sister? This isn’t supposed to be for *her* pleasure.”

“Sir, shooting that cum in her eye wasn’t very nice,” said Mikura, disapprovingly.

Noah piped up, hugging his clipboard to his chest with one toned arm while speaking in an admiring, authoritative voice. “While it may not be very nice- it will do no harm. Miss Sarah suffers from a complex- she is a compulsive fluid addict, and has bravely turned that complex into a field of research.” He looked at her reverently. “She can handle most any type or amount of anything, in any location.”

Sarah, who was laying on her back, covered in sweat and cum, with Dr. Hardman’s load still plastered over her eye, gave a soldiering ‘thumbs up’ which seemed to back Noah’s explanation.

Setsume turned to Noah, a realization leaping into her head. “Wait…she’s one of us?” Her eyes opened wide at Noah. “This isn’t just a one-time deal?”

Noah nodded. Setsume thought she noticed a trace of sadness in his eyes, but first and foremost of his emotions seemed to be simple good will. “Indeed,” he said. “It was her idea to introduce herself to all of you this way. She…” he hesitated, and seemed to fumble over his words. “I hope she will be treated well, here. The world can be…”

He looked down at the ground. “Cruel,” he finished.

Sarah sat up. “Oh Noah, stop.” She smiled sweetly. Then looked around the room, before exclaiming, happily: “So, who else wants to jizz on my face!?”

Setsume shook her head in bewilderment. “The fucking inmates are running the asylum.”


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Milia Toyase, a 23 year-old businesswoman and heir to her father’s vast interests, watched the wall of video monitors avidly as the jizzathon unfolded. Her $1200 suit, decked out with sharp lapel pins and dynamite serpent-themed cuff-links, was unruffled- quite a feat, considering her cunt was being swabbed by a beautiful, sensuous blonde.

Her cellphone vibrated, and she quickly snatched it off of his expensive mahogany desk. Her voice was deep, expressive. Her colleagues, who always described it as such, privately thought it was sinister. “Yes,” she said. “Show them only the first few minutes. Give nothing away.” She flipped the phone shut and ran a hand down her smooth chin, then back through her hair, which was impeccably cut and slicked back.

The platinum blonde at her crotch, beautiful beyond all reason, was also wearing a power business suit. She had fair white skin, and eyes of so light a blue that the irises barely seemed to exist at all against the wide whiteness surrounding them. Her mouth was naughty and light pink, with a cute beauty mark dotting the underside of her bottom lip, on the left side. Her nose was thin and elegant, with tiny porcelain-doll nostrils. Her skin was perfect.

Her light pink tongue drew up the thick folds of her labia, teasing the edges, slurping a thin line of moisture from her weeping hole. She inhaled deeply and opened her mouth to speak.

“Nothing turns me on like the musk of power,” she said. Her voice was an ice queen’s melody, dark and sweet. Her plump, fleshy tits strained at the buttons of her suit-vest, with her blue tie plunging down between them. Her high heels clicked on the floor as she spread her legs.

Milia looked down impassively. “I’ve arranged for you to make your way into the compound as a special consultant. But keep in mind- nobody knows of our arrangement except for you and I. If you do something foolish, that’s your business.”

Up on the wall, the camera banks showed an image panning over Setsume, zooming in on her powerful cock. In the image, she looked like a goddess, standing tall, long legs taut and smooth, hot little ass poking out in a tight little package- perky teen tits upthrust. The tattoo just above her ass gleamed with sweat.

Milia looked at the monitor as the ice-blonde continued her slow, satisfying bout of cunt-lapping. “Is that her? The one you’re after?”

The blonde looked up, breathing hard, her hot breath cascading over Milia’s cunt. “That’s none of your concern,” she said. “Now, cum for me.”

And as this beautiful creature worked her gorgeous mouth over the open flower in front of her, she dipped one hand down below her own wool miniskirt. Soon, a squelching sound could be heard, and as Milia tensed and came, the blonde’s crotch made a muddy, churning noise. Abruptly, her miniskirt tented upward, revealing the outline of a large, upthrust cock.

“Ugh!” she gasped, her tongue lapping furiously at Milia’s dripping hole. As she knelt on the floor by the desk, the dick-shaped protrusion continued to stretch the material of her miniskirt. Slowly, a dark stain began to spread.

Milia looked down at her, and offered a cruel smirk. “You’re headed into the dragon’s den,” she said, and rubbed a stocking-covered toe against the dick-shaped tent in the blonde’s skirt, hearing the material squelch with moisture below the surface. “Take care not to become a dragon yourself.”

He looked back at the screen. The action was picking up again.


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Mikura leaned back in ecstasy as both April and Lola sucked sensuously at her swollen nipples. Both girls could feel the spurts of sweet fluid that were bursting into their mouths. Lola was using her main hand to pump tit-slime out of Mikura’s huge chest udder, and her off-hand to jack Setsume’s hot, glistening cock. At first, Setsume had resisted the idea of Lola getting involved in any way other than preparing her cock for the inevitable finale- but Mikura seemed so nice (and, Setsume privately thought, so unlikely to try to steal Lola away from her) that she had relented.

Plus, she admitted to herself, watching my Lola nurse at the massive breast of an impossibly stacked, thin-waisted, bubble-assed freak of nature is fucking sexy.

April and Lola nodded at each other- their mouths were full. Abruptly, they pulled off and scrambled over to where Sarah lay. Turning an eye toward Setsume, and smiling naughtily, Lola parted her lips and allowed a torrent of sweet tit-goo to tumble stringily from her pretty mouth and into Sarah’s wide up gullet. As she did, her bent form offered the entire room a heartpounding view of her sopping cunt and perfect asshole, nestled between the perfect moons of her amazing ass.

Sarah gargled the fluid in her mouth, blowing bubbles, as April approached, cheeks bulging. The young girl straddled Sarah’s prone face and opened her mouth wide, allowing a river of translucent, clearish-white/yellow liquid to tumble down her own underdeveloped body to her hairless cunt, and then down to Sarah’s burbling face. Sarah swallowed mightily, her neck contracting once…twice…three times, as great mouthfuls of sticky discharge made their way down her eager throat.

April began to manipulate her own dripping sex. Nurse Wilder, who was sprawled on the door, slowly cleaning her unconscious son’s deflated cock with her mouth, looked up to cheer on her little daughter.

“That’s it, April!” she said. “Squirt on her for mommy!”

April soon reached a climactic cum, adding her own juices to Sarah’s obliterated features- two staggered streams of beautiful pubescent fuck lube. They splashed down on the side of Sarah’s face, further matting her hair to her head. April’s little body was taut as she came, her eyes wide, her mouth open, her smooth buttocks pressed together like two polished rocks.

Meanwhile, Mikura’s hands had four fingers shoved inside her own cavernous cunt, with a thumb working her two-inch clit. With every thrust of her hand, a sluice of wet vaginal lube would rain down into the puddle forming below her bulging ass. “That’s a waste,” commented Setsume, motioning toward Sarah. “Go and do that over her face.”

So Mikura crawled over to Sarah and, like April before her, straddled the red-headed cutie. Sarah didn’t move, content to let her tiny upper body be eclipsed by a warm, wet avalanche of smooth assflesh. Mikura stood up on her knees and continued to jackhammer her puffy vagina with practiced fingers. The wet spurts of lube began to rain down on Sarah’s face. The cum-addict opened her mouth, catching some of the musky fluid inside. Still, Mikura had not yet achieved orgasm.

“Let’s milk those big tits!” said Setsume, authoritatively. She felt her cock harden.

“Yes, please, I’m so swollen!” said Mikura, still dripping lube on Sarah’s face. The Doctor/Cum Queen was plastered with so much cum and lube that it looked like she’d just had a bucket of Gatorade dumped on her.

Lola went to one side of Mikura, and April to another. Together, they aimed her fluid-filled titsacks at Sarah’s face, and squeezed. They were both surprised by the result. Long streams of thick yellowish-white discharge fired straight down, splattering Sarah’s mouth. It looked like the sort of stream one might get when milking a cow into a pail. Fascinated, they did it again. And again. Soon, Sarah’s pretty face was a mask of Mikura’s thick, sticky titmilk. Bubbles of it burbled up from her mouth and nose.

“Oh god,” she croaked. “I’m cumming so hard! I’m cumming so hard!” Noah scribbled on his clipboard feverishly.

Nurse Wilder provided the finishing touch when she approached Mikura from behind and spread her thick butt apart, to tongue her giant, brown asshole. Mikura screeched with pleasure and collapsed forward leaving her cunt inches from Sarah’s face. Expectantly, the jizzbucket newcomer opened her cute little mouth, closing her aquamarine eyes to shield them from what everyone knew was coming.

“OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD!” babbled Mikura, as expelled a fountain of hot lube from her steaming cunt. It looked to the observers like someone had just turned on a kitchen faucet located right inside her vagina. Sarah’s gaping, cum-coated mouth was filled in seconds, and the pregnant sound of her throat swallowing was detectable above the sound of Mikura’s gushing cunt, and the general gasps of the onlookers. Sarah, delirious with countless orgasms, lost track of how many times she had choose between swallowing or drowning- and thought to herself, in her darkest place, that if she had to die, drowning here would probably be the way she’d want to go. Her raw throat worked feverishly, choking down the squirting orgasm to end all squirting orgasms, filling her body with the scent and musk of a woman who had, as far as anyone knew, no equal.

Jittering, and with the torrent of fucksauce from her spasming cunt beginning to slow, Mikura groped for her mammoth tits and pressed them together, touching the nipples to each other. Leaning forward, she directed them into Sarah’s mouth, and then crushed her breasts together as hard as she could. Everyone gasped at the fierceness with which she was crushing her own breasts together- it seemed the tissue and blood vessels inside would come bursting out through her nipples. The pain and pleasure that ripped through Mikura as a result of this action, and the pressure that built up and was then released, brought her orgasm to new heights.

Hot streams of milk erupted into Sarah’s mouth, and immediately came blasting back out her nostrils, so high was the velocity and volume of the spray. Again, she had to swallow or drown, except this time, what she was swallowing was gooey, sweet-tasting titslime. Sarah was helped in her indifference by the fact that she had long since ceased to care what was entering or leaving her body- her only concern was that it a) be a liquid of some kind, and that it keep coming. Mikura’s cunt gushed one last climactic jet as her tits erupted into Sarah’s unrecognizable face- washing down the smaller woman’s body with a blast of scalding slit-splatter. Liz, who had been licking her ass prior to her first orgasm, marveled at the sheer a force at which Mikura’s strange and wonderful body was able expel fluids from her various holes.

Mikura collapsed to the side, laying on her back. “I’m…sorry…,” she warbled, exhaustedly. “I can’t…”

“-help it,” chorused everyone present. Without further delay, Mikura lost control of her bladder, and the onlookers watched as a fat stream of golden piss slowly burbled down the front of the woman’s thick cunt. She was not forcing it out…but neither was she able to stop it. As the puddle spread on the floor, Sarah began to crawl weakly toward it.

“Piss!” she burbled, fluids dripping from her plastered face. She crawled over Mikura’s leg and collapsed, face-down, in the spreading puddle.

Everyone was silent for a moment.

“Holy fuck,” said Dr. Hardman, echoing the feelings of all present. He was shakily pouring himself a glass of Jack Daniels from the bottle Setsume had brought.

Speaking of the tanned and taut teenage dick queen, it was she who next walked over to where Mikura and Sarah lay. The smell of sex and body fluids was powerful. Lola walked over to stand at her side, and drew her close in a cautious embrace as they looked down at the two women on the floor.

“Noah, get her up,” said Setsume.

Noah slid over to where Sarah lay, face down in Mikura’s piss, and propped her up. Her beautiful aquamarine eyes were rolled slightly back in her head. Slimy ropes of cum were hanging from her cheeks and chin. Her lips and teeth were coated with a thin, milk-like layer of sperm, and her entire body was drenched with piss and hot fucklube. She looked like someone who had, not seconds earlier, taken a dive into the swimming pool.

Perhaps most interestingly, her once-flat midsection, smooth and sexy, had bulged out noticably.

Setsume knelt before her, making eye contact. Sarah’s formerly lifeless pupils centered on Setsume’s grey stare.

“Well, honey…this is it.” She rose to stand in front of Sarah, naked as could be, massive dick hard and ready. Her fat ballsack dangled lewdly from the underside of her prick. It was stretched with cum- and a great deal more seemed to be lodged in the oversized cumpipe of her majestic fuckmeat. “Are you ready?”

Lola drew closer still to Setsume, and whispered in her ear. “Be gentle with her.”

Setsume turned her head and spoke to her softly. “This is what she’s got. This is why she’s here. She can handle it.” She kissed Lola gently. “Doing this is the price we all have to pay to be together.”

Setsume thrust forward slightly, her perfect, tensing her tight little ass, and Sarah took the tip of her sweat-greasy cock into her mouth. Slowly, Setsume began to thrust her cock in and out of Sarah’s mouth, creating a squishing sound with each half-speed thrust.

Lola knelt next to Sarah and whispered in her ear, loud enough to be heard over the throaty noises of her slick blowjob. She proceeded to heat up the proceedings with a stream of scandalous dirty talk. “I told her I wanted her to cum in you,” she said, seductively. “I told her I wanted her to fill you up.” She licked up the side of Sarah’s face.

Inspired, Sarah started to meet Setsume’s thrusts with head-thrusts of her own, ramming her pretty, friendly face down on the fat dick in front of her. It was a larger dong than any other she had encountered that afternoon, but she was not ready to give up. The wet, squishing sounds coming from her mouth were unmistakable and nasty. Her nose was a mess of cum-bubbles, her nostrils lathered with mucus.

“Oooh- she’s swallowed so much, she’s fit to burst!” exclaimed April, in awe. Her gaze was locked on Sarah’s puffed-out midsection.

Lola looked at Setsume naughtily. “Fill her up!” she seethed, licking her lips. The black bat wings on her hair barrette bracketed her seductive face. “Cum in her! Show her what your big, beautiful cock can do!”

Lola’s nasty words, coupled with the slip and slide facefucking that Sarah was allowing herself to take, were enough to send Setsume over the edge. She thrust forward, burying as many inches of pulsating member as she could in Sarah’s twitching throat. Everyone gasped as, for the second time that night, Sarah seemed to grow a large, twitching Adam’s apple. Gleaming beads of sweat shimmered on the sides of her stretched neck. Her eyes were wide, vibrating aquamarine pools.

“AUGH!” yelled Setsume, as a the first blast of she-cum erupted out of her spasming cockhead. To the astonishment of all, the sperm rocketing through her giant cum-pipe was plainly visible as it expanded her urethral skin on the way up her oily shaft, and when it sprayed down Sarah’s defenseless throat, they all heard the sound of a hose being turned on a wet piece of cardboard.

Sarah’s body went limp. She made orgasmic, choking noises around Setsume’s throatblocking dick. “Fuck!” yelled Setsume. “Fuck!” Each epithet coincided with a fresh, thick jizz-jet from her cum-packed balls.

April watched with, wide-eyed, as Sarah’s belly stretched even further outward. As Setsume continued to come, it became slightly distended, then fully distended- the belly of a woman in the late terms of pregnancy. Sarah, eyes rolled back in her head, clutched her grotesque, gurgling cumbelly with orgasmic desperation. Her half-crazed thoughts, barely recognizable as such, were of how a medical cross-section of her might look at that very moment. It would no doubt show the greater curvature of her gastric area to be stretched obscenely, the anterior walls of her gut straining to contain the bounty of semen within, her small intestine and bladder being crushed flat by the bloated, sloshing sack of her stomach.

But no medical test would be able to provide a clear picture of the shuddering, thunderous orgasms tearing through the young researcher’s aching cunt.

As Setsume’s glans-twitching spermshots began to lessen in intensity, Sarah lurched backward, off of her dick, and then lay on her back, arms encircling her sperm-packed belly.

Setsume fell to her knees, breathing heavily. Her cock flopped to the ground, dragging through a puddle of Mikura’s piss.

“That must have been at least four litres,” said Noah, flabbergasted.

Sarah gurgled, jittered, and then tried to speak- but only cum came out of her mouth, pouring thickly down the side of her face in a white waterfall. Her expression was stuck in a permanent rictus of surprise and pleasure. The bubbling and sloshing of her belly could be heard in the silent aftermath. With no room for fluids left, and her bladder crushed by her swollen stomach, she began soak the floor with a torrent of piss.

No one knew quite what to say.

It was Setsume who broke the silence when she raised her fierce head, looking like a sweat-glistening tigress who had just torn open the neck of her prey. She cast her eyes over Sarah making eye contact. “Sarah,” she breathed, heavily.

Sarah was barely able to make eye contact. Setsume met her gaze.

“Welcome,” she said, “to the FLESH PROJECT.”