[User] Morgana couldn't help but feel extremely anxious at the inner workings of the staged room. She followed Lee to the bedroom, and sighed as the lovely looking room distracted her from the manly slap on her backside Lee hit her with. She let out a yelping gasp as the sting went blunt, and radiated softly through her leg as she nodded at his comment about looking good to him. It wasn't until he ordered for her to give him oral to start off, that had taken her off-guard as she internally prepared for it. She'd hesitate, and eventually lowered herself down, before she raised her head up slightly. "R-right... that makes sense."

[Assistant] Lee smirked as Morgana made her way down to her knees, still unaware that the camera's were rolling. A few cameramen changed angles which could potentially fill her in, but still, they could just be watching for their pleasure. "You look good on your knees." He told her as he fished his thick cock out of his jeans before slapping each of her cheeks with the thick mushroom head. "Now let's show everyone how much you've been looking forward to this."

[User] There wasn't much of a doubt in her mind about Lee as she giggled nervously from the slaps hitting her face, as the weight of his was known. A small reminder of what she was dealing with, that distracted her from the initial movement of the men holding cameras. She caught one out of the corner of her eye, and started to fidget a little, as he asked her to show him what she was looking for, and simply prepared herself for it. After a second, she drew her head back, and smiled, "S-sure..." She would lower down, to catch his thick tip against the tightness of her lips, and tried her best to slide upwards without much effort.

[Assistant] "Mmm, that's it, Morgana." Lee said as he looked down at her as she took the thick tip of his cock into her mouth. The head of his cock was throbbing in her mouth as he felt her lips make a tight seal around his girth. "So much better than sucking a dildo, isn't it, Solo Queen?" He teased, ready to see what she could do for him and the camera.

[User] Morgana continued to suckle on his thickness as best she could, though her eyes fluttered from the sensation of her throat being stretched once more. The cameraman closest to the action managed to get a better angle, of Lee's cock making its way into her esophagus, which prompted a soft gag from the girl as she tried to keep up. She'd cough slightly, before the feeling of his length became too much for her, and caused her to pull away after a few minutes of oral ministrations. His member was covered in her saliva and spittle.

[Assistant] Lee groaned out and ran his hand along Morgana's head, her short hair almost like a long stubble against his palm. She was proving just how good she was as she allowed his thick cock entry into her esophagus, coating him thoroughly in her spit. "Fuck yeah, I'd call that a great demonstration. Now Morgana, the all important question; what set do you want lose your virginity on?" He would ask her as he waved his arm to motion to each setup around them, eager to give her what she wanted.

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Morgana pulled free from the man as he asked what set she'd want to have her first time on. They all looked tempting, though the explorer within her eyed the dungeon set. Mostly everything was covered in silk, or leatjer. She stood up and wiped her lips off, and pointed to it.

"That one... I want to go on that one." The tattooed hybrid called out, and realized just how childish she sounded afterwards. Her blushing cheeks grew red as she walked around the adjacent wall, and settled into the equally large stage. She was ready, and was proven with evidence by her peeling off the denim shorts and panties of hers once she reached the rotund bed in the center.

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Lee loved just how excited Morgana was to lose her virginity in the setting of her choice. She'd gone for the darker set, choosing the dungeon for her first time. He watched as she stripped before climbing into bed, doing the same on his way to the set.

With Morgana on the bed bent over Lee grabbed a riding crop and gave her ass a quick swat. "Alright guys, roll cameras!" He called out, now letting Morgana know the cameras were rolling. "Now what beautiful babe decided to climb into my dungeon?" He taunted as he climbed into bed behind her, giving her ass a slap as he grabbed her hips, his cock inches from her slit. "And exactly is she doing in my bed?"

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"Oh!" Morgana perked up from the feeling of complete resonating sting from the crop that hit her on the ass, which elicited a brief chuckle from her just in time to hear the cameras were to start "rolling". The tattooed girl froze up slightly as he gave her a spank, as she felt the power of his hand slap against her in a crude fashion that she had only ever really associated with punishment, and father figures.

Her blushing face grew a bit deeper, trying her best to scrounge up a meaningful persona for Lee, since he was evidently more versed in acting than she was. "U-uhm... I, was just curious? About all the... weird stuff you had down here." She hesitated, her eyes a bit wide as she saw some of the crew in full light, and shifted her focus back to Lee once he asked about her presence in the bed. "I-I like the way the silk feels..."

[Assistant] "Oh you do? You like the way the silk feels?" He echoed her, giving her ass another hard slap before moving his hand between her legs, teasing her slit with two fingers as they traced her lips and rubbed her clit. "There's something else here that I'm sure feels like silk." He said before pushing those fingers inside of her, slowly pumping them inside. "I want to feel this silk in another way."

[User] It was uneasy how natural things felt, but she wasn't one to simply question it. They were supposed to be doing what was, after all. She let out a stifled yelp as his hand came across her backside once again, and watched the man move about in a way that was somewhat unlike what she had been exposed to just yesterday. Something was different, though she couldn't quite put a finger on it, not like Lee, whom know exactly where to put his. Morgana let out a gasping hum as his digits pressed inward, and slid into her awaiting sex, before the youthful wetness and tight velvety passage began to clench down on his fingers as a result of the attention. "I-I do... like it. You want to feel it some more?" She'd ask, and backed up into his knuckles for a deeper feel.

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Lee had her right where he wanted her, pushing her hips back to impale herself on his fingers as she worked up some dirty talk back his way. "You know I fucking do." He told her before pulling his fingers from her slit and bringing them to his mouth, tasting her juices as he prepared himself.

"I want to feel all of you, gorgeous." He told her as he took his massive cock in hand and ran it up and down her dripping cunt, spreading her juices about before finally pushing the tip into her perfect, virgin pussy. "Fuuuuuck, that's the tightest pussy I've ever felt." He groaned as he slowly inched his way inside, hands gripping her wide hips for leverage until he'd fit every last inch of himself inside of her as her walls clinched down against his throbbing member. Her virginity was his and the camera's now.

[User] Morgana giggled softly as he went about his ways, and told her what could only make the woman blush any harder if it were physically possible. She bit her tongue in anticipation as she felt his thick tip press up against her entrance, and let out a sudden inhaling gasp at the ease of penetration. Though his entry was easy, the rest of the way was met with the most resistance once could think of, as Morgana whined and gasped before he finally bottomed out, though at the unfortunate revelation that there were still a few inches of the man's shaft to deal with, even as he kissed her cervix. "N-not like any toy... a-at all." She'd whisper-yell, her brows knit in a grit pained pleasure as his thick shaft spread her open beyond what she could believe.

[Assistant] "Solo Queen can't handle the real thing?" He teased as the top of his cock kissed her cervix before he pulled nearly his entire length out of her before slamming it right back in, loving the way her tits bounced beneath her as he claimed her for himself. "That's it, feel the real thing, the lack of control you have over it." He tainted as he slapped her ass once again, feeling it ripple against his cock.

[User] She'd squeal and groan from the filling and emptying feeling of Lee inside her, as the mind-altering euphoria was already getting the best of her from initial excitement. Morgana gripped the sheets, and felt the man's hand strike her ass once again, and caused it to go pink afterwards. The heat, thickness, and stretching fullness were already becoming something in comparison to toys on a much larger scale, as the hybrid felt her body tremble and legs started to fade already. "Mnnh~!" She let out a hissing and shaky exhale, as she settled for breathing it out. "I c-can handle it... I can!" She said, her voice at a higher octave of vocalization than she realized.

[Assistant] "Fuck yes you can. No more studdering, own this shit like the goddess you are!" He commanded her as his cock slammed in rapidly against her cervix, her pussy being the tightest Lee has experienced in decades and quite possibly ever. "My time I'm through with your body will have more cum in it than it does water."

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Morgana felt the rhythm Lee was slipping into with his thrusts, and tried her best to match it, though it only led to increasingly deep, unprepared acceptance of his girth that dared to push through her sensitive inner wall. She moaned and exhaled with struggling breaths a she attempted to avoid speaking, else she disappoint the man with her shaky words and ruin the mood. Her hands and feet tensed up as he kept going on, and drove his shaft relentlessly deep still. She'd tremble and quiver from the overwhelming sensation of his thickness that ground against her g-spot with ease, and whimpered out a grunting moan as his tip punched through finally, into her awaiting chamber of womanhood. It was an oddly intense, borderline painful experience, considering her insides were untouched by any living person to begin with. Her eyes went wide and fluttered from the sudden spike in arousal that nearly destroyed her thoughts completely, as she began mumbling and breathing heavy as time went on.

Soon enough, however, Morgana felt the tempered ruling of Lee's long shaft of manhood churn and loosen her up to the point of free thrusting, as the squeezing tightness had focused on something else entirely. Her body arched, and started to succumb to the heaviness that trickled within her, down to her pretty insides. Her passage clenched up against him for what seemed to be forever, until she reared up in a twitching jerk, and finally let out a full gasping breathe after a minute or so. She growled and whimpered aloud, the as the sudden release of her femininity caused a surge of euphoria to come crashing in, as her sex grew wetter by the second, and noisily let loose with each pounding thrust into her body. Her juices were set free, skeeting against Lee's crotch in a lewdly sensual manner as it shot out from her crotch up against his thighs and legs in a sprinkling cascade. Morgana had squirted. Hard. Which was something that no one else had witnessed quite before, and left the tattooed girl quivering and shaking against the sheets as she tried her best to ride out her climaxing greatness.

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Lee seemed to have intimated Morgana a bit after telling her not to studder. Her confidence would come with time, but her ability to take a massive cock like his own was taking hardly any. Her hips pushed back in near perfect time with his own as he pounded against the entrance to her cervix, until finally her body opened completely to him, welcoming him where not even one of her toys had been.

Moments and a few thrusts later the most beautiful sight occurred as Morgana came hard, her pussy squirting against Lee's cock and crotch as she was thrown over the edge. Lee allowed his orgasmed to overtake him as he shot his shot his thick load into her pussy and cervix, the mixture of their fluids making a perfect cream pie as he slowly pulled his cock. "Fuck that was good baby. Now come clean my cock off, I want everything perfect for when I take your ass."

[User] Aside from the fact that sex with a partner was a new world for her, the added on information that she could even do what she did hit her like a truck. The shock of embarrassment was only overshadowed by her blatant arousal, as Lee pulled out after dumping what could have been the most fulfilling load she could receive from someone so far. It was a weirdly soothing pleasure, that caused the girl's body to shiver and shake as the rushed feelings almost encircled around a second orgasm right then and there to chase the first away. The emptying was expected, as her vaginal passage was loosened, but still fought to keep its integrity as it seemingly tightened right back up once Lee exited his manhood from inside her. Morgana huffed and breathed with full breaths as she shakily brought enough strength in her arms to settle in, and circle herself around on the bed to meet his groin with her face. The small woman wasted not time in putting her mouth to his cock, as the excruciatingly sensual mixture of her scent on him put her in a soft trance. Soon enough she'd be chugging the length of his down, her mouth and lips slurping away at the cum covered flesh of his in an efforts to clean him spotless.

[Assistant] Morgana still hadn't said a word after such an intense orgasm before she turned around in bed and got straight to devouring Lee's cock, cleaning him of their combined juices. His hand ran through her short raven locks once more as she showed how skilled she was with her mouth, in a lustful trance she chugged away on his cock, cleaning him to the base. "That's it baby, fucking own that cock. Now bend over and let's see how ready that ass is for me."

[User] The whirlwind of ideal sexuality had been going off of the proverbial checklist of what surely could be a true beginning for Morgana, despite her early release and coyness of speech. She gasped and coughed softly as she pulled away from Lee, his cock's slick flesh picked clean of fluids save for her salivation. She nodded slowly once she registered his words, her eyes grazing around the room as she had been susceptible to other forms of vantage. Her makeup started to run, as the tears of pleasurable cleansing had begun, once she got into a comfortable position for herself. She was in a near fetal, doggystyle pose, for the sake of her body's lingering self-strength and ability to brace for what was supposed to come her way. Sure, she had taken toys in her backdoor before, but if she was having trouble keeping up after what could only be assumed as several minutes of oral and vaginal penetration, she wasn't exactly sure taking him in her ass was among the best decisions. Not that she had any real protests to speak of, considering she had cum harder than she ever had in her life. She was looking forward to that again, as her hands reached back and offered to spread her juicy backside for the camera, as well as Lee to get a good line of sight of which hole he wanted to dominate next.

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Morgana had endured so much over the past 24 hours; her first time sucking a real cock, her first time taking a real cock up her pussy, and now she'd be taking one up her tight ass. To make matters better every second was being documented for the world to see. "That's it's, show that fucking ass off." He said as she bent over in a near fetal position and spread her cheeks, her tight pucker still gaping and ready for him. "I don't think I've ever seen a prettier ass in my life." He said as he grabbed a bottle of nearby lube and poured a generous helping into her ass, squirting some on his cock as well.

Without any further delay Lee brought the massive mushroom head of his cock to her lubed up pucker and pushed inside, her ass giving a good bit of resistance but ultimately allowing entry thanks to her training and a good bit of lube. "Holy fuck, it's so fucking tight." He groaned as his hands gripped and spread her cheeks as he slowly inched into her ass, her tight muscles clinging to his massive rod as he stretched her wide open.

[User] She was blisteringly unprepared for the cooling sensation of the lubricant that trickled into her body, and settled in once Lee mad his comment finally registering in her head. She tensed up slightly from the sensation of his bludgeoning tip pushing into her sphincter, and pop inside with almost no real tempered motion. He was inside. Her body reveled in the odd pleasure his thickness brought, just as she let out a gasping exhale and shaky breath in relief upon learning the proper feelings had surpassed any real pain that usually came with such a task. She'd whimper however, when he eventually bottomed out in her rectum, his shaft pressing and grinding against her muscled exit as he started to begin his thrusting. She could feel him within her stomach, and howled low in a groaning moan as he punched her g-spot from within the opposite side now. It was truly a charmingly pleasurable experience she couldn't grasp was happening to her. It was almost harrowing and surreal, as the burning euphoria bubbled up within her bowels and femininity as he continued on.

[Assistant] At this point Lee has claimed just about every "first" that Morgana had to offer, but somehow this was the most rewarding one. The way her body reacted to his intrusion was something else, his cock bottoming our in her ass, against her stomach and pounding against her g-spot from the other side of her muscled walls. It was intoxicating, the power he felt over her as he gripped her bare ass tight and watched his cock disappear inside of her over and over. "Fucking Christ, all you do is surprise me, Morgana. I could die in this ass." He told her before laying down a powerful slap, watching her ass jiggle against his hips.

[User] Morgana shifted and twitched as his thick shaft carved its way into her butt over and over, her stretched orifice still shoring some resistance as it squeezed down on him in an erratic rhythm of sexual distress. She let out a whimpering moan of reflexive pleasure, and gripped the sheets underneath her with numb fingers, as her body started to feel more and more aligned with euphoric decimation. The writhing girl seeped with sexual peak, just as the man's hand met with her ass and caused a stinging reverb to be sent through her burning genitals. Morgana cried out in a wailing moan, as the rushing heaviness released another feminine load of fluids onto Lee's body, her breath and muscles caught in a spiral of damning pleasure. She couldn't believe it, a second time, let alone the first that transpired. It was oddly earthquake-like feeling that crept through her every fiber, as her toes and fingers curled once she started to ride the pulsing waves of climaxing strings that came one after the other. Her eyes fluttered and ass clenched down as she suffered from the perpetual release, before a full ten seconds of pure squirting finally ceased. Her body limped out on her as she rested her shoulders against the bedding, and let out hoarse, sobbing moans of pleasure that radiated through her body in an aggressive wave. Her wanton vibes carried through, as her ass was finally loosening up due to her sexually exhausted form.

[Assistant] Morgana's cries fulfilled Lee's darkest desires as he thoroughly decimated her ass. With a first time like this she surely wouldn't be able to achieve the same pleasure with any other man---this ass truly was his. It seemed his pounding had been too much for her as she squirted once more, the area she sprayed larger this time since her crotch was clear, coating both him and the bed beneath them as she climaxed seemingly even harder than before. With his costar in a euphoric anal bliss Lee unloaded his own orgasm, filling her anal cavity with his thick seed so that she'd be seeping his cum from both holes. With her body already collapsed he pulled his cock from her, a flood of his cum leaking out as he laid down beside her, turning her head to face him before taking her into a passionate kiss as the scene ended and the camera crew started to applaud. Applause or not, Lee was more focused on the kiss than anything around him.


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Erin stood still for a moment, taking it all in so to speak, no doubt he'd taken his friend a little off guard with changes he'd chosen, but then again is wasn't like he screamed his favorite fetishes from the hills either. This idea of the perfect sexual object that was a futanari had always managed to intrigue the young and now former red head, especially when they were rendered with such exaggerated features. And yet more than simple find a reliable method to please himself over the passing years, he'd come to have a fascination with such beauty beyond what was offered in a 2D screen. Before he new it, he'd grown curious what it must have been like; luckily Erin had always had a slight built and androgynous features so on the days he dared tried to pass as female it often went off without a hitch.

But now that sort of experience was no longer a pipe dream, the almost alien feel of his new skin was utterly... delightful; the flawless form of the feminine mystic plus the truly striking addition of a thick girth and swelling pair of items that came with it. All in harmony with a female's traditional folds and a pert anus ready for anything that mind enter.

"Sorry... is it a bit much?" Erin grinned rather sheepishly, peering down or rather around at himself since his ample new chest obscured a large portion of his view. It wasn't so much the arousing ideal of the new body, but the liberating sensation of being able to free oneself.

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"H-huh? Oh uh... n-no no not a bit much! I said go crazy after all. I just... it's weird seeing you like this" Lance couldn't help but grin at seeing the normally cautious Erin suddenly like this, in a body that was practically the opposite of the personality the boy usually projected to the world. "I gotta say, I wasn't quite expecting you to go so... big..." Lance hesitated for a moment, before smirking and reaching up to prod Erin's new breasts, giggling as they jiggled from the poking. "And I definitely didn't expect uh... well..." Lance's cheeks flushed pink as he glanced down at the bulge in Erin's crotch.

"So uh... what's with the mix and match huh? I didn't even know this app could do something like that. I totally gotta spend more time looking through it. Heh, we could have so much fun screwing around with people at school with this. Get some revenge on those asshole jocks or those bitchy cheerleaders..." Lance's head was swimming with ideas, all of them rather... naughty in nature. "So uh... I gotta ask... am I the only one curious about what we're like under these clothes? It's not like we've seen---actual---women naked before. Or at least I haven't..." Lance narrowed his eyes "You haven't been holding out on me have you Erin?"

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Erin twitched pretty visibly at the query, suddenly feeling a the need to be just a little self-conscious about the issue; it wasn't as if Lance had to know he'd lost his virginity. And it's not at if the topic had been forced or brought up before, on the off chance the truth might have disillusioned his friend, Erin simply opted to lie... or rather deflect.

"Well it can't be that much different from porn right? Wait... did you say revenge?" Erin's now feminine face suddenly paled. He knew the young man was often the victim of bullying, but has it been suffer enough to subject them to this power they'd just discovered. Erin supposed that this was a sort of thing to keep behind closed doors, but Lance already wanted to weaponize it; sure their school's elite hadn't exact been kind to either of them, but was petty revenge really the answer here?

"Okay so, where did that come from?" the taller male frowned, he was actually have fun until now. Plus he wasn't so keen on risking this new found ability slipping into local publish knowledge. He himself had a few elicit schemes of his own, but none of which involved pranks.

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Lance raised an eyebrow at Erin's odd response, thinking for a second before realization clicked into his head on the deflection of the question. "Hey wait a second... I... you! You have done it before! Haven't you?" Lance pointed accusingly. "Oooooh! You!" He twitched again "OK I want details! Who? When? Where? How? Why? Come on I wanna hear everything!" Lance folded his arms, though when Erin brought up his own question about Lance's 'revenge' well... Lance quickly turned away, biting his lip.

"I... well... it's just..." Erin couldn't be there all the time to shelter Lance... and sometimes when Erin wasn't around... well... if a football game went badly the team needed someone to vent their frustrations on... and it wasn't a good beating without a cheering squad cheering along with it. Of course he'd hidden that much from Erin, he knew if Erin knew that much then he'd try to intervene, but that would only end one way, with Erin being dragged into it as well. It was better just one of them suffered rather than both of them right? "I just... I just thought... they should be taught a lesson is all..." Even with his new female voice it was easy to hear it was cracking, upset, tormented. Lance had gotten well practiced at hiding certain emotions, but in this new female body with all these new hormones rushing through him it was a lot more difficult to maintain that control.

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It was easy to see why Lance was ready on the idea of swift and righteous vengeance, but as much as Erin trusted his friend, he knew it would do either of them any good to go out blindly swinging. "Hey now, I'm not saying you're wrong." He quickly replied upon seeing his friend's sullen expression, holding up a hand in defense. "But I think if we're going to do this, we need to use a bit of finesse, not just torture them willy-nilly."

"Besides we got plenty of time to sort this out, no need to do anything drastic." Erin added with a chuckle, before deciding on an additional way to try and make peace.

"My first time was a little weird, but I suppose enlightening, would you believe it was a threesome?" Erin shrugged as returned to sitting on his friend's bed. "It was what... a year ago, I guess you could say I wanted to see which way I swung without having to hookup twice, so low and behold it was both. I just never thought it would be a bother to you." He finished, posing the last sentence as more of a question.

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Well, maybe Erin had a point. There was no need to be too hasty, they could think about this, work out the full capabilities of this app, figure out the best ways to mess with the people who had tortured him all this time. And who knows, maybe taking time would make it even more fun. Going all out on everything all at once would just be a waste. If they were careful then they could do this and completely get away with it.

"Ehhh? A threesome?!" Lance looked at Erin, before hanging his head. It wasn't exactly that it bothered him... well... no, it did a little, but... "What really bothers me is that you never told me... never even mentioned anything..." He sighed softly, still glancing away. "So... who was it with? Some people from school?" Lance sighed again "I just can't believe you could just... go out and hook up with two people like it was nothing, and then not even say anything to me. Did... you think I couldn't handle it or something?"

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Well given the dejected response and likely indignation was pretty much the reason he'd avoid the entire subject in the first place. Now Erin would be the first to admit he was already in a better position than his friend Lance. Erin's androgynous features made him unimposing to women, and somewhat attractive to men giving the young boy a lot of sway in how he could approach any sort of relationship. He just wasn't sure how Lance would react to the situation itself, but it seems his guess of him just the smallest bit bitter was fairly accurate.

"Sorry... it's not that I wanted to keep you in the dark on purpose." Erin fumbled, unsure of how to proceed. "I guess I didn't see a reason to tell you because I didn't think it would be a big deal." Be that as it may, he did feel a bit guilty now, he was supposed to be Lance's close friend, but he wasn't exactly treating him as such.

"But... uh, trust me it wasn't anyone at school, it's kind hard to find people there that are that secure in their sexuality." he added. "Besides, with this app I doubt you'll stay a virgin for much longer."

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So it wasn't someone at school? Lance wasn't entirely sure if that made him feel better or worse. On the one hand it meant it wasn't someone Lance and Erin saw every day, but on the other hand it meant Erin had managed to go out and pick up two perfect strangers without a great deal of trouble, something Lance would have killed to do.

"Mmmmm" Lance just glared at Erin for a few moments, then turned away with a "Hmph", arms folded beneath his breasts, pushing them up a little. "Well... yeah, I suppose I'm not going to be a virgin much longer with this app... and you're gonna help me with that" Lance suddenly turned back, pointing at Erin. "You owe me for going ahead and doing that so far before me and not telling me a thing about it, so you're gonna help me catch up. That sounds fair right?" Lance just nodded as if answering his own question. "Alright, well in that case there's no time like the present. Now come on, I want to see what that insane impossible body you've given yourself is actually like, so get those clothes off"

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No time like the present? Wait what, so now that this was all out in the open, the next step was to for them to bone instead? Erin honesty wasn't quite sure how he felt about that, truth be told he tired to express some interest in Lance before hand, but felt as if his advances had be ignored or rather that perhaps his friend wasn't as sexually fluid as he assumed. And now all of sudden he had this ridiculous body, Lance wanted to be all over him, it wasn't ideal but perhaps there was a silver lining somewhere... right.

With a somewhat reluctant nod, Erin complied if no reason than to satisfy this own curiosity about the changes. Which after a few moments, he found the task to be a bit more difficult than he imagined; especially since the app could apparently differentiate between natural breasts and augmented ones. In his haste and excitement Erin had chosen the more plastic option and consequently suffered from how unwieldy the less pliable 'twins' we're. However once he'd managed to shimmy out of the odd one piece that came with the transformation, it was rather odd and admittedly exciting to see himself in such a way; so much so that his new and improved member began to thicken just a small amount. "Wow." Erin breathed, "This is something else, isn't it."

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Lance couldn't help staring as Erin began to strip, giggling as Erin had trouble with getting the one piece off due to the rather unyielding breasts he had grown during the transformation. "Careful now, you don't want to get yourself tangled up in that" Lance covered his mouth to try and suppress the giggle, then gasped as finally Erin stripped naked, the giant breasts being revealed, along with that huge cock. "O-oh my..." Lance couldn't help staring, mouth hanging open slightly. He'd never seen a body like it before, never imagined a body like it before. Oh yes, this app was most definitely going to let them have all kinds of fun, not to mention push the very limits of their imaginations. "Wow is definitely right... most definitely..." Lance stared for a few more moments, before suddenly moving closer, reaching up and grasping each of Erin's new breasts, giving them a firm squeeze.

"Whoa... they feel so heavy too..." He bounced them up and down a little "I wonder if mine feel the same, though they're definitely nowhere near as big as these..." He grinned, then took a step back, squirming as he tugged his shirt and sweater off, revealing the upper half of his own now female body, smaller but natural breasts bouncing a little as they were freed. Lance reached up, taking a hold of them and gasping sharply when he squeezed them. "O-oooh!" His nipples immediately hardened "M-mine feel a little different..."

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The grasp of his new breasts making him recoil for a moment, however it wasn't from discomfort, quite opposite actually there was slight sensation of pleasure that lingered leaving a need for just a bit more. Lance then took the next moment to examine his own breasts, although it was painfully obvious his we're more natural... or so it appeared.

All assumptions aside, Lance was still a virgin, his clumsy handling of such bodacious breasts shouldn't have draw out such obvious pleasure. Perhaps these magically induced bodies had cracked up their tactile sense up to the metaphorical '11', turning even the gentlest touch into something raw and carnal. There was literally nothing Erin could do as the brief caress thickened his shaft, casing it to rise to attention while his balls twitched in tandem with the engorged erection.

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Lance seemed satisfied with his own breasts, quickly turning back to Erin and grasping the gigantic breasts once again, giving them another firm squeeze before leaning in to capture one of Erin's nipples in his mouth, giving it a firm, hard suck. As he did so one of Lance's hands slowly slid down, brushing against Erin's cock for a moment, shaking in hesitation, before Lance seemed to throw caution to the wind and just grasped Erin's cock firmly, squeezing it before his hand started to slide down the shaft. Was he really going to take this huge thing inside of him? Well... it wasn't like Lance had something to do anything with himself right now... though he could certainly change that soon enough. And besides, this app meant it was time to experiment.

Lance wriggled at his hips, shivering as he managed to get his pants to fall to his ankles, his boxer shorts following a few moments later, exposing Lance's new smooth, hairless pussy to the cool air of the room, causing him to moan softly, the moan sending vibrations through the breast of Erin's that he was sucking.

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Even though things were moving a little more quickly than Erin would have expected or perhaps even liked, the more contact that was shared, the more difficult it became to maintain any sense of self control. The transformation must have gone so far as to modify libido as well, why else would he be going along with what Lance was clearly implying. As he stripped what remained of his clothing, Erin was render fairly servile as Lance continued to toy with his new erogenous zones, and with it came a burning curiosity to see if his friend's new found womanhood felt as pleasurable as the real thing.

He let the the suckling go one for only a few moments more before he needed to switch their roles, pulling Lance's mouth to his much fuller lips before darting his tongue between the shorter boy's teeth. He wasn't sure what his friend would make of that, and he wasn't sure he much cared, he only felt a haze of carnal heat as moved them over to the bed.

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For Lance his libido had remained relatively unchanged, however his body was dealing with hormones it had never dealt with before, and his mind had been completely unprepared for just what it felt like for a female body to be aroused, and the pleasure was somewhat overwhelming him. On top of that he was rather entranced with Erin's new breasts, and playing with and sucking on them was practically as addictive as a drug. When Erin pulled his mouth away he was about to release a whine of protest, until suddenly he found himself in a deep kiss, one that he quickly melted into, not only offering no resistance but quite eagerly returning it, even getting up on his toes to make it easier, groaning into Erin's mouth as their breasts rubbed together, hard nipple passing across hard nipple.

When they got to the bed Lance practically fell onto it, panting softly, firm and perky breasts still sticking up, Lance's legs spread apart, fluids glistening across his hairless pussy. "Erin...!" He panted out almost breathlessly, looking up at his friends new body, getting another good look at that figure, those huge breasts... that big cock...

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Normally Erin might have been feeling some apprehension about what to do next, however now he was simply too caught up in the heat of the moment to care. Combined with the fact that Lance was practically begging him, well it wasn't any wonder he was having trouble keeping his mind together. As made his approach, his length throbbing with anticipation, the taste of Lance's lips still fresh on his. He desperately needed to know what those moist fold felt like coiling around his length, so it didn't take him long to do just that.

In an moment there the excitement of the unknown, in the next but a sharp gasp as the euphoric pleasure of his friends womanhood enveloped him, clamping down on his enhanced length like a vice. Under normal circumstances he might have let go that very moment but the new body seemed to afford him the ability of restraint. "Ugh... Lance... should I move?" Erin released a breathy gasp.

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Lance watched Erin approach, heart pounding so hard and fast in his chest he thought it might leap out of him, he could practically hear it inside of his head. He trembled in both excitement and nervousness, then groaned as he felt Erin's cock rubbing up against the entrance of his pussy. Oh god it was unlike anything he'd ever felt before! Lance's hips wiggled slightly, then pushed back just slightly against Erin as the other entered him. "Ooooh!" Lance's fluids were pouring forth now, lubricating Erin's huge cock, and it was a good thing too with how tight Lance's pussy was, squeezing at Erin's cock as if trying to crush it. But as it sank more and more inside of him Erin's eyes grew wider, head thrown back, fists balled around the sheets so tightly his knuckles were turning white.

"Y-yeah... yeah you can move... p-please... oh fuck... fuck I gotta feel more. I gotta... I gotta catch up"


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"Mhm." He responded, letting her explore the sensation of being filled by his big, black cock. He enjoyed the way she moved about, pressing on different spots of his cock. This was the period of awe and arousal, where the pain was replaced by pleasure, where a sense of accomplishment could fill a girl for being able to take such a big cock with out it splitting her wide open.

"Doesn't that feel good?" He murmured, feeling his thighs and balls growing sticky with the arousal leaking from her pussy. "When you're ready, I want you to fuck me. Nice and hard... as hard as you want it. I want to feel your pussy cum all over my cock, and I want you to keep going, until you make me cum too." He twisted at her nipples and leaned in to kiss her once more.

He pulled back a few moments later. "Or is my cock too much for you to handle?"

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That fullness was really turning fast into arousal. Every bit of him just hit all her spots at once. The good spots, the great spots, the spots she hadn't even thought about. All of them had thick, hard cock pressed against them, filling her and threatening to overfill her at any moment. No matter how she wiggled, and she tried, she just kept feeling it. Her sex squeezed against him, trembling, continually massaging and milking as it adjusted, stretching to properly fit.

"Mhm," she had to admit, head bobbing. Little bits of girlish arousal were definitely showing, and she could feel it. The next had her looking up at him. Really? Fuck him hard? She almost whimpered at that. IT was taking all she could just to sit there and let his cock fill her. Plus he seemed determined to have them both cum, which wasn't always Harlow's experience, even with Ryder... wait, he thought she'd cum before him?

"H---How have you not cum yet?" she finally blurted. Then, realizing it, she held a hand up, flushing. "I mean---it's just---usually guys---my boyfriend," she flailed for a few moments, shifting again, feeling him moving. She didn't quite want to say it, but she knew his last question, meant to be a tease, was actually dangerously close to reality: it really was too much for her to handle.

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Jamal chuckled. "You want to talk about your boyfriend while you have another man's cock buried to the hilt in your cunt?" He laughed again and gave her a jolt, thrusting his hips up to impale her even more on his cock for a brief second or too. "But you've already answered your own question... key word being BOY... do I look---or feel---like a boy to you?" He chuckled again again and raised both hands to slap down on her ass.

"I can feel how wet you've gotten just from having me in you." He bumped his hips up again, to reinforce the point. "And the way you've been moaning... I'd be surprised if you didn't cum from riding me like this. And, well, the best way to make me cum is to let me fuck your ass or pussy." He slapped her ass again, with both hands then put them back on her breasts, knowing how much she liked it like that.

"In fact, every time we meet... I expect us both to cum... at least a few times... before we're satisfied. And that sounds like it's a lot more than what happens between you and your BOYfriend. Now, let's see if I'm right?"

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Great, Harlow could almost see poor Ryder's grade dropping then and there. She hadn't quite meant it like that: she was just, letting her nerves and panic well up. It wasn't like she'd ever had a guy get this far inside her, particularly not---oh crap! Her eyes widened as she realized that she hadn't insisted on a condom! She was pretty sure she wasn't going to get any diseases, and this should be a safe day, but oh no, she really should've insisted. Now that he was inside her, there was just no way...

Her sex trembled at that, the walls squeezing him for just a moment, as if the fear... or excitement hit her. She couldn't very well say that she wasn't moaning or aroused; it showed literally all over. The slap made her yelp though, jerking along him. That meant practically shoving her chest into his hands, not that he seemed to complain, his own going to them almost immediately. Harlow had to bite down another moan, squirming at the sensation. This was just... totally unfair. He'd been fucking her for less than a few minutes, surely less than an hour, and he already knew just about every weakness.

And was saying they'd cum... a few times. "B---but what about class?" she pointed out, feeling a bit more panic. She couldn't very well fuck her professor in front of everyone. "And---and I cum with him! And he always cums... once, and then usually goes into cuddling, sometimes goes down on her, or at least tries to make sure Harlow cums. It's just..." it was easier for boys than girls. Or so she'd always thought. The way Anderson kept talking, she was seriously starting to wonder. Not helped by the fact that he was still impaling her, and she daren't move to try and feel anything right now.

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Jamal chuckled again. "Oh, silly... I mean, if you want to fuck before class, I'm not going to say no... but I meant every time we meet like this... alone... to work on making that grade higher." Some moments he thought she wasn't so young, other times he realized she was really young. "And of course the guy cums... but I'd guess you've never had the sort of orgasm you'll have with me." If she came that easily, well, good for her---but he doubted she came every time with her boyfriend.

"Now... what did I say about that pretty mouth of yours and talking? My cock has been hard for some time now and it really wants to cum... so let's work on that, yeah? Trust me when I say you'll enjoy riding me as much as I enjoy it too!" He pinched her nipples again, giving them a firm tug before starting to thrust up from beneath her, encouraging her to start doing the same down onto his hard cock.

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Okay, okay, so that at least was something of a relief. Harlow had been having visions of herself, sitting in a classroom seat, sex tingling from a fresh fuck and drizzling cum down her leg, or, potentially worse yet, staying after class, fucking in a classroom, with most of the rest of the class either knowing or strongly suspecting that she was up to something with the teacher. Clearly he didn't expect this to be a one time thing either way. Which Harlow tried convincing herself was a good thing. it meant they could rally, get an actual recording, have a few real sessions so he'd actually be doing something wrong. Yet it was much harder to either think of that future or to consider how this could be good when she felt entirely overfilled with hard, black cock.

The promise of orgasms should've made her feel better, but part of Harlow was starting to dread that too. Already she felt fuller than before; if he fulfilled that promise, actually made her cum better than before... how were she and Ryder going to handle it? The thought almost made Harlow whimper, and she shifted slightly, trying to find a position that was perhaps the right kind of uncomfortable. Most guys couldn't make her cum after all, so maybe she could just do something to prevent it here?

Hearing more talk about shutting up was helping with that, as she felt that slight sting. "O---Okay," she stammered all the same. Soon she found herself letting out a squealing noise as his hand returned to her chest. The twist felt almost like turning up an internal knob for heat, more pouring into her body, making her clench. Muscles vibrated all the way from chest to sex, her pussy clamping down upon the invader. Tight walls wrung against him, pressing hard, a velvet vice along black iron. More and more moisture seeped, drawing, making it easier as he started moving. That movement dragged along her sex once more, pushed against walls, created that sweet friction. Harlow found herself moaning, reaching up to cling to him as he pulled, feeling his movements.

Right, he wanted her to move. Cautiously Harlow tried rocking her hips, shifting, trying to do something. But bouncing almost felt just... too much. Too full, too pleasurable, too... everything. So she was mostly rocking, trying to brace and ride at the same time.

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Jamal felt her whole body milking his cock. Every subtle movement seemed to send shock waves through her body. The way she moaned bespoke of the pleasure she was feeling, the sort of pleasure being penetrated so deeply and fully could bring you. It was why once you went Black, you never went back. A black cock like his could hit things a white guy could only ever dream of, and with his thickness, there was no real way of replicating what she was feeling, even with toys.

His hands remained on her breasts, her points of pleasure, squeezing and massaging them, rubbing his thumbs over the hardened buds of her nipples. Slowly, she started to rock her hips back and forth, moving his cock about within her. He timed his upthrusts---slow and shallow---with the motion of her hips, letting her get used to his size and girth penetration her.

"Mhm, that's it. Doesn't that feel better? Moving with me in you now?" He murmured, twisting and tweaking on her nipples, letting her control the pace and motion now that she was growing accustomed to his cock.

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"It's like you're fucking my core..." whimpered Harlow, putting a hand on her lower abdomen, as if she were trying to feel a baby within kick. She swore she could almost feel his cock churning her insides, reworking her sex and pleasuring areas that she'd thought immeasurably deep until now. Each slight movement jostled his domed head against her tight insides: he had to be dangerously close to punching into her womb, if he hadn't already. The stirring pushed along walls, scraped flesh, created that constant pleasurable sensation within: a vibrator would've struggled to have quite that much effect, unless it had been amped up to full charge.

And most toys wouldn't have kept constant attention on her chest. Already Harlow felt as if she'd attached clamps to her nipples. The constant tweaking, pushing, teasing made them feel almost electric, pulsing arousal deep into her body, making her jerk and spasm. Both sensations transferred directly to her sex, which clung and jolted about him each time he moved. A twist of the nipple drew the muscles tight, made legs and walls clamp about him. A pull made her sink. A rub made her grind, almost as if she could be controlled by her chest.

Better? "It's not---hurting now," she offered, which was definitely true. She felt so fucking full though. Like, utterly stuffed, no room, every bit of her insides filled and ready to go. Walls distended about flesh and rippled, seemingly waiting. Those slight motions kept rubbing against her, and Harlow was still fighting to hold still, nearly impossible with the attention on her chest. Because she could tell that a little more movement, some thrusting, some actual, outright fucking, and she'd probably explode along his cock. "Are---are you close yet?" she asked, shifting to look into his eyes, her blues almost pleading with him. Though it was less due to lack of pleasure, and more from guilt: this was starting to feel too good.

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Jamal kept toying with her breasts, feeling her reacting to each tug and pull throughout her body. She was probably on fire, with how wet she was, close to cumming if he knew a girls body as well as his own. He gave her nipples a longer and harder twist and pull. "Stop asking that question." He chided her. "IF you want to make me CUM, you'll never ask me that question again." He finished, letting go of her nipples before sliding a hand up, wrapping it around her throat.

"You've got to work for that ending, Harlow. You've got to suck it up and start fucking me... fucking me like a whore, not some little goody-toe-shoes who never gets off because their boyfriend creams in his pants every time she touches him." He squeezed her throat a little, taking away some of that control she may have been feeling. His hand on her breast dropped to her hip, grabbing it as he started to thrust up.

This time, he fucked her when he thrust upwards, rapid and hard thrusts into her tight cunt, showing her exactly what he meant. He thrust hard up into her, making her whole body jiggle each time he bottomed out in her, a moment respite as be pulled down, holding her hip in place, before thrusting back up and into her.

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The twist made Harlow hiss, body arching, all but throwing her chest at him. The sharp pain stabbed through her haze of pleasure, scything into her sensations. But almost immediately it brought with it this strange heat, like a bubbling, boiling sensation that started in her chest. She heard his words and had to fight a whimper, knowing that, yet again, she'd accidentally gone too far with her vocals. It wasn't as if she were trying to do poorly: she had just, well, figured he'd have cum yet, and communication was important between partners, right?

At last he released her chest, making Harlow sigh, but no sooner had she found that relaxed, when something closed about her throat. Blue eyes bugged as the realization of just how much bigger, stronger, and more ready for this Anderson was than her. She looked up at him, feeling that spike of sudden fear. But there was something else too: his commanding tone, his voice, his words, they dripped sex. She could feel it sliding over her, like burning honey, pouring into her veins and igniting that slight heat she'd felt from his pulling against her. She whimpered, taking another shaking breath as she felt him settling a hand on her hip.

a thrust made her yipe. It hit hard, almost jostling against her core again. Her hands moved, trying to hold onto him, to brace, but she wound almost almost scrambling as he started thrusting against her. The sudden motions jostled her insides, and of course Harlow hadn't gotten used to him yet: how could she, when he was that big and demanding? The blonde whimpered once more, but the whimpering was soon turning into soft moans. She felt that twisting in her belly again. Muscles contorted. The girl's body tried to curl inward. She was almost... no, there was no almost: she was afraid to cum for him, on him, to have her sex dancing around him.

And despite everything, some part of Harlow still believed he would cum first and this would end, that she wouldn't feel that eclipsing pleasure with another man, that she wouldn't find some part of her changed by what was happening.

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Jamal grunted with effort as he thrust up into her, not stopping as he felt her on the verge. "That's it, Harlow... now you're feeling that pleasure... imagine you being in control, bouncing on my cock... like this... how good that would feel..." His fingers squeezed her throat just a little harder. His abs contorted, flexing with every movement as he barely let his rear touch the sofa with each thrust, almost like doing wall sits in a constant motion of thrusting upwards---something his lean, muscled body seemed to handle easily.

"That's it Harlow... cum for me... cum all over my big, black cock... feel that orgasm that only I can bring you... you want that grade don't you? You want to help your boyfriend pass my class? Well, until he does, your body belongs to me now. You'll only be able to cum with my big cock in you... so cum for me, Harlow... give in to that desire..." His hand on her hip squeezed hard as well, helping to hold her in just the right position that let half his cock move in and out of her freely, her juices dripping down onto his balls and thighs.

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It would feel good, wouldn't it? Bouncing a dick this thick, having it ready for her pleasure at any time. Or having him throw her down, fucking her into the ground, or a couch... no, wait, she didn't think like that! Harlow wasn't some kind of slut! She didn't care about the size of a man's dick or how hard he could fuck her with it! Or that he could flex impressive muscles and nearly bounce her off his body with sheer effortlessness while holding in his own orgasm and keeping himself almost painfully hard inside her body.

The blonde groaned, eyes shutting as she felt her insides contorting and writhing about him. He gave the suggestion, and she whimpered, still trying to hold on, though she was starting to lose the reasons why. At this rate, unless he simply threw her off his dick, she was going to cum. And his words made it sound like the deal would hinge on whether or not she orgasmed atop him. Harlow took another deep breath, letting it out in a shuddering, low, moaning noise. She reached for him, clenching tight around his neck. The tension kept mounting more and more within her. Sheer waves of pleasure slammed against her body. Each tremor of raw arousal battered against her.

Then she felt it. Harlow let out a sharp, gasping noise. She curled against him. Toes drew inward, body tightening. Her sex clamped down harder than ever, wringing the cock, almost jerking it inside. Everything flared at once. Pleasure pounded throughout her, muscles seized up. Everything clenched and tightened and contorted. Harlow stiffened as the pleasure wrenched throughout her, stunning her, making her feel an almost exquisite pain that rippled all through her. Another little noise left her, then a long, sighing coo, the girl shivering.

She'd cum. It had been this weirdly intense affair, stiffening everything. But now her sex had gone slack about him. Wet walls seemed almost exhausted, still trembling, not quite squeezing so much as simply gripping, holding his cock, gently massaging it with aftershocks. She daren't move... but he was still going, and the pleasure within, that sweet friction, was already starting to build once more.

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Jamal thrust upwards even as she came. He continued his steady motion, letting her ride it out, even as her hands squeezed his neck. He had finally found the door that unlocked her, he thought! As her pussy milked his cock, he continued, letting her feel everything she possibly could as she came for the first time on him.

Once she began to come down from her orgasm, he slowed his thrusting until he came to a complete stop entirely, letting her weight sink fully onto his lap once more. He pulled her face to his, kissing her deeply before pulling back.

"Didn't that feel good? Now, don't you want to make me feel that pleasure? I want to feel it. I want to feel you bouncing up and down on my cock until you make me blow my load. You've been a good girl so far, learning a lot of things... now, let's see if you can put them all together."

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The continued motion drove the orgasm deeper into Harlow. Her sex could feel him jostling her insides, imprinting pleasure deeper than she'd ever even felt a cock before. The stirring just kept shoving sensation up and into her. Kept cresting the waves, deepening that seizure of muscles. Her sex became a vice tight tunnel for him, gripping so tight against the cock that each thrust shifted her entire insides, made her jostle and move atop him, made it so even the slightest motion dragged more pleasure along her body.

Harlow almost didn't stop until he did. Panting, she laid against him, already feeling beads of sweat starting to develop upon her finely toned frame. She'd cum. With someone who wasn't her boyfriend. The blonde moaned, shivering, that slight motion letting her still feel the thick, hard cock in her body. Yes: he still hadn't cum. Harlow was starting to believe he would never cum.

A shift of her face and Harlow was letting herself be kissed. Lips went malleable, almost limp, simply moving in the shy, ghosts of movement. He broke it, and she stared up at him, still almost panting from the intense orgasm. She felt herself nodding slightly, only to pause, not wanting to give him the full satisfaction of knowing that she really had felt it, as if he hadn't felt her pussy squeezing his cock like she needed it to survive. Now he wanted her to move, and Harlow wasn't sure her body would cooperate.

Hand braced against him, going to shoulders. She raised as best she could, quivering hips rising, sensitive sex dragging along walls. Harlow let out a gasp as she felt the new friction, and felt herself almost sliding down, landing against him with a smack, his cock jostling her insides. She tried grinding down, hips rolling, but even that felt almost too good. Knowing she had to move, Harlow tried raising her hips again, tried working along him. Bit by bit she started moving, gliding up and down his cock. Muscles flexed as she rode, moving with an almost painful slowness, feeling each slight motion. But she couldn't force herself to go faster, not now. Already her sex trembled, body shivering with each movement. To go faster would be to build that friction again, the heat something she wasn't sure she could rightfully stand.

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Jamal let a soft moan of pleasure escape his lips as her hips started to move. His large, hard cock was like a pillar, jutting up and in her, hard and stick, something for her to impale her tight body onto. His hands slid around her body to grab and squeeze her perk ass as she smacked down onto his lap. "Mhm... that's it baby, ride that cock." He moaned his encouragement to her.

Unlike Harlow, Jamal wasn't worried about feeling pleasure at the hands of some one other than his wife. In fact, he preferred the coeds to his wife. Their bodies were younger, tighter, firmer... their energy was more of eagerness and willingness, wanting to experience not only the touch of an older man, but also experience their first black cock. Harlow seemed to be enjoying herself more, having cummed on his cock---perhaps the ultimate sin when it came to cheating. Getting so much pleasure out of some one else being in you that you came hard.

"Fuck my cock." He growled, starting to move his hips---just a little---matching her movements, helping her slide off then back onto his hard length. His large hands smacked her ass then spread it again, encouraging her to keep working. "Harder and faster now, Harlow... show me you want to make me cum..."

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Dammit Ryder, he was supposed to have been there, to have stopped Harlow from experiencing this. Part of her was tempted to just say 'fuck him' and use this as a freebie or something. Particularly since her stomach had started twisting and the continued thrusts of thick black cock along her tight sex were driving her absolutely crazy. Every time she moved she dragged nearly her entire sex along his cock. The thick member pressed against tight walls, stirred her insides, filled her and then some. And he just kept encouraging her to keep going, to ride him like he was some sort of amusement park attraction.

Harlow tried bracing herself as best she could. She kept switching angles, sliding down. One hip alteration had him pushing against her walls, which at first Harlow thought might be good. But he accidentally hit some sensitive bit inside her, blasting a tension within that she'd never felt before. Harlow ended up yelping, skittering down him and shoving more cock inside, which just drew more friction across that same spot, hitting intense pleasure so deep inside her.

Slight movements, and she found herself almost bobbing against him. Hands worked against her tight body, and Harlow bit her lip. She braced again, and shifted, trying to pull herself off. "I'm trying..." she said, shivering again. She did want to make him cum, right? To get this over with? She tried flexing muscles, her tight sex attempting to squeeze him. But she'd already been partially exhausted by earlier climaxes, and her walls didn't want to flex more atop him than possible. The efforts were meek at best, almost faint.

Shifting once more, Harlow tried bobbing. She tried pulling her hips almost all the way off him, sliding up and down his head. This wasn't nearly as pleasurable for her as before, but she could at least pick up some speed. However, it strained her muscles, and after a short time doing this, she almost collapsed on him, practically skewering herself upon his cock. Harlow paused to try and gather breath ,sucking air. This was an almost impossible task: to get him off, she'd have to go faster, but she couldn't cum. To stop herself from cumming, she needed to go slow, to think on other things, but then she couldn't get him to climax. Harlow paused, trying to think of how to get around this... "Wouldn't you rather have me suck you off to finish?" she tried, blue eyes meeting his. It meant tasting herself, which Harlow usually hated, but it would be better than the alternative, surely.


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Watching her get comfortable while she was in his lap was an interesting experience. In many ways, she was older than her years, and far wiser. And very comfortable being herself in an uncomfortable situation. These were both good things so far as Yuri was concerned. And quite honestly, he liked how she felt in his lap. Even as she brought up the game, which seemed interesting enough, he was already softly stroking her through her dress. Nothing excessively forward, just getting a feel for her body, learning her curves. Nodding, he smiled, "I will be happy to play your little challenge. After all, I wish to prove myself to you." Her question made him smirk. Little did she know what he had just been thinking about, and that made him feel a step ahead.

"Well, why would I wish to keep you from using your brain? I mean I actually was thinking if this is something that works for us, that perhaps I would offer you a chair at my table as it were, I don't always want to be a criminal, and your mind would be invaluable to me. So I certainly have no issues. And for the record, if you wished to work on your own independent of my work, while I would be disappointed, I would not stop you or seek to," the answer was full and to the point. More so, it showed her that he had already considered her wanting to use her intellect and skills. A degree was nice, but using it for something you liked was always a better option.

While waiting for her response to his reply, Yuri kissed her neck softly, stroking her long hair that she had let out. Bringing her beautiful red mane to his nose, he drank in her scent: sweet, crisp, exquisitely feminine. "Do you realize how long a woman like you has been a dream? I've always been partial to your hair color, not to mention those wonderful freckles. You are truly breathtaking. I will be honest, I can't wait to take you to bed," he told her directly, but very honestly.

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"Good answer," Sarah said, "Keep it up and you just might get what you want." Oh this was dangerous. Not just because he was a criminal but because his answer had a smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, and the feel of his lips at her throat made her breath catch. Daniel had never made her heart skip with his compliments. Had never caused her to stumble a moment like Yuri just did. Her freckles were the last thing she expected to have complimented. Her foundation hid all but the most stubborn ones across the bridge of her nose, and most comments she got about them weren't that anyone was partial to them, but that they were kind of cute. Or when caught without makeup she had too many.

It was too soon to let him have such an upper hand though. With a deep breath she composed herself and gave him a half smile. "I bet you say that to all the redheads," she teased, "You should be ashamed Yuri. Seducing women several years your junior." She couldn't have teased Daniel in such a way. He couldn't take a joke at his expense. But something told her this man could. "Next question is easy. Or at least it should be. If you order a meal and it's subpar, but the service is excellent, do you still tip?"

The sound of Daniel's scoff in response would always be remembered. So spoiled and wrapped up in his world of money and politics, he couldn't understand the quality of the food was on the kitchen not the server, and that punishing the latter did nothing to the former. It showed how poor his character was that he wouldn't even attempt to understand it. Would a Russian criminal prove to be a better man in this regard too?

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Yuri smirked at the tease she gave him. "Well, you'll just have to find out if I do or not, won't you?" he teased her right back. His mouth at her neck, he bit it gently before taking the lobe of her ear between his teeth and scraping them gently along the edge, his breath hot and moist against the short hairs at her nape. "And i assure you, seducing you is only the start. The world we share will beyond your wildest dreams, and the sex... oh the sex... let me show you what awaits you," he told her huskily. Taking her delicate hand in his, he pressed it on his erection through the soft slacks. Even though he was pressed against her ass, his cock was big enough that she would still be able to feel it with her hand. "Is Daniel that big?" he asked her almost tauntingly, yet in a good-natured tease.

"And why would I punish the wait staff for the incompetence of the cook? In Mother Russia, I would go in the kitchen and either cut the cooks fingers off, or put his face in the meat tenderizer for serving you bad food..." he waited for her reaction, before busting out a huge grin, "I am joking... I would not do such a thing with you with me. I hope to break from that life with you, as I have said. But when it comes to you, I will never accept less than the best for you. So not only would I not take it out on the wait staff, I would have him take it back and tell the cook to keep working at it until he gets it right, and not bring it out before that. And the waiter would get a larger tip if he had the balls to actually tell the cook that."

Looking at her, as he turned her face to his and kissed her deeply this time, a long deep hungry kiss. It was possessive and very powerfully dominant. So far as he was concerned, she was already his, and his kiss spoke that in spades. "I reward competence, bravery, and loyalty. The opposite is true for those with the opposite qualities. And my women, well, they get the world for what they give me, but keep in mind, I will expect everything from you. I will not lie about that to you, for I want you to trust and understand me. I know I am how you say... complicated man?"

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He was bigger than Daniel all right, even though Sarah didn't tell him so. Her palm grazed across his length as he gave his answer, pausing a moment as he detailed how'd he punish the chef. She pulled away just the slightest bit until he said he was joking. Relaxing she got ready to present him with another question when he kissed her. It sent heat rushing straight to her core, and she melted into it without a second thought. That one kiss woke more desire inside her than any her fiance had given her.

"Well it's only fair considering I'd expect the same in return," she said, her voice growing thick with lust, "Especially after everything you've promised." She couldn't help the guilt that began nagging at her. He was still a stranger but she felt drawn to him. Sarah wanted to know the world he saw for them. The things he'd do to her in bed. But that gaudy rock on her finger reminded her she had commitments. Reluctantly she pulled her hand away from his lap and drew in a shaky breath to center herself.

"I must say too that a complicated man is much more interesting than a simple one. There's more to be learned about them every time you meet," she said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, "We haven't even finished this little visit and I'm already wondering what side of yourself I'll get to see during the next one."

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Yuri smiled warmly. Deciding she deserved to know the history between her father an himself, as well as what sort of man she was getting involved with, he started to explain, "I promise you will have many facets of me to learn, not all will be to your liking most likely. As until this affair with your father is done, I am still a criminal, a career one that has worked for some of the most brutal crime families in my native land. Brutality isn't my style, when it can be avoided, as I think you see with how I am approaching getting back at your father. But there are things I am not proud of in my past. The irony of it all, was I was looking to go straight when I came to America. But as Interpol had a file on me from the old days, a rather overzealous FBI agent running for Congress as soon as he retired decided to bust me. And without sufficient evidence, fabricated what he needed and ran it past a friendly judge. I went to jail in a new country without committing a crime. I won't say that my past crimes in Europe didn't warrant incarceration, far from it. If i had been arrested in Russia we wouldn't be having this conversation today. As I would be in a landfill by now. But he never gave me the chance to plead my case to a judge that i was willing to do time for past crimes if need be but that I hadn't done anything in America and had come her for Asylum."

Sighing, he shrugged, "And so while in prison, which American prisons are so... luxurious, I made connections, started my organization and when I came out, well. I became exactly what your father wanted me to be. All the while, looking for a way to get my revenge. Then you grew into a beautiful and desirable woman, and I know I had the means to it at last. I wanted you regardless, and that you were your father's only daughter was the icing on the cake. And so here we are. If this goes as I wish, you and I, I do plan to give up crime, and retire to a life of legitimate business, of that, you have my word. I have already founded the business and keep it separate from my criminal activities so that it is not implicated in anyway. I want it to be clean, untainted by my past. Which is why I want you at my side in business. I could then be the silent partner and you the public face and representative for the firm, with equal rights in all decisions. To further distance my past history from this venture."

Kissing her again, he whispered hotly against her lips, "Any more questions for your game, or are you ready to finish dinner and move to the pleasurable aspect of your visit? I need you." His own hand was between her thighs, stroking the soft insides of her skin. Fingers danced delicately, intentionally avoiding her panties, not touching her quite that intimately yet, though the touches he was doing were very intimate still. More he was teasing her, showing her that their sex wouldn't be just sex. He would give her the sorts of intimacy she should have been able to expect from Daniel, but couldn't.

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Sarah hadn't expected him to have a spotless past. But she hadn't known her father's part in his incarceration. But it also pulled at the strings of naivety that still existed despite her intelligence and maturity. He wanted to better himself. To leave crime behind and possibly build something with her. Any young woman who was even the slightest bit a romantic would be tempted by that. Sarah was just smart enough not to show it.

But anything she might have had to say or ask was wiped by another kiss. It scattered her thoughts and warmed her in dangerous ways. His fingers were just as bad as they tripped along her skin. Swallowing hard she glanced down at the ring on her finger. Guilt told her to leave now. To not let it go any further. Cheating emotionally was still an awful thing... but to make it physical felt like going too far. And yet Yuri made her ache. He hadn't even touched her properly yet and she was soaked.

Her teeth worried at her lower lip as she tried to decide what to do. Taking a deep breath she swiped her thumb over the large diamond on her finger. "I shouldn't," she said, "I've given you this week, but I still have commitments." Duty won out over desire. Her entire life had been doing what was right for someone else, not for herself. It was a habit she couldn't simply break. The guilt of it was nagging at her, reminding her that the commitment she made agreeing to marrying Daniel came first. Even if she felt absolutely nothing for the man.

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Yuri gave her a chuckle, a soft wry sound. "Oh, I understand you have commitments," he told her gently. "But even more than you remember it seems," he teased her softly. His mouth was at her neck again, hot, fierce and possessive now. Kisses and firm bites interwoven with the touches beneath her dress. "You offered the week, and that you would be mine in that week while you decided. So mine means just that, mine. And your fiancee will have to deal. After all, if you are going to use commitments as an excuse, you don't get to choose which ones you will honor or not. Is that understood?" The tone he used was that of a man speaking to somebody that was his, not quite property, but belonged to him regardless. Yuri was a very dominant man, intense and powerful, used to having it his way. And she would be no exception.

Lifting her off of his lap, he stood up before taking her hand in his and leading her to the king sized bed in the next cabin over. It filled the majority of the room, since they were in a boat after all. Without any further ado, he pushed her towards the bed, so that she landed softly on it. "So now, we shall honor your commitments, da? Undress for me, show me what I am buying with your pictures. I know the brain I am getting, and the wonderful mind is very arousing. But time to see what is under this dress of yours," his voice was firm, commanding. "Outside of bed, I will treat you as my equal, but in bed, you belong to me, da? Make no mistake."

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Oh he was evil. He took the guilt away by removing the situation from her control. The tone of his voice offered no room for haggling or twisting the situation to both meet the requirements of their agreement and remain faithful. Not only that, but he was right. You couldn't pick and choose which promises you made good on. It was simply out of her hands.

And really... how could Sarah deny him when his lips and teeth against her skin stole her breath away? When that possessiveness he showed made her feel more wanted than she ever had? He was met with no further resistance as he led her to the bedroom. Sitting on the edge of the bed where he'd nudged her, teeth grazing her lower lip at his command. Rising she slid the straps of her dress slowly down her shoulders before reaching back to undo the zipper. Only once it was being held on by just her arms did she let it slide down to pool around her feet.

Beneath it she wore a black strapless bra that cupped her full breasts lovingly, and a matching thong. Not only was she clean shaven, but there was the only act of rebellion she had ever taken resting on her right hip. From a distance it could be easily mistaken for an oddly shaped birthmark. But closer inspection would reveal a little bird sitting right on the hip bone. It was the only secret she had kept from her father before the weed and Yuri. And it's position and size was such that all but the skimpiest of swimwear would still hide it. "This is all you wanted, right?" she asked, a glint of playful mischief in her eyes even as she did her best to look utterly innocent. Without the guilt chewing at her she was free to enjoy this, and to enjoy him.

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Yuri's breath caught as she slipped the dress open, even as she held it teasingly against her body. She might be a good girl and all, but that didn't mean she wasn't aware of her sexuality or the sensual nature of her breathtaking body. Her playful nature boded well for them as a couple. If she could relax to be playful with him, trust him with that level of intimacy on their first night together, well then he saw a great future for them together. And she seemed very much to respond to his possessiveness, his commanding nature. That part was to be expected, really. She had been been an obedient daughter, and then an obedient and dutiful fiancee to a disgusting man. Shaking his head no, he smiled at her.

Undoing his belt, he let his slacks fall to the ground before stepping out of them and his deck shoes at the same time, letting her see the bulge in his boxers for the first time. The hard rigid cock was pulsing in the soft cotton material, eager to plunder her young body. With her orange red hair loose, he moved to her and took it in his hand. Pulling her by the hair firmly but not harshly, he pulled her against him. Lowering his mouth to hers, he kissed her again, even as his freehand undid her strapless bra and let it fall off of her body. "I expect," he told her huskily against her mouth as the kiss ended, "that Daniel is a very vanilla lover? Missionary and if he's feeling wild a blow job? I bet he never goes down on you. And the idea of fucking your ass is right out of his mind.. Too naughty for the Senator's Daughter."

Kissing her firmly, and biting her neck firmly enough to leave a bruise on her neck, or what in his youth they called a hickey, he moved behind her and cupped those full breasts. "Would it make this easier for you if I told you that right now, while you are here with me, Daniel is seeing one of my hookers? And I assure you, he'll be fucking her ass tonight. I think what's good for the Gander is good for the goose, don't you?" Pressing her down onto the bed, her ass sticking up and her face down flush against the pillows, Yuri peeled her soaked panties off. Parting her legs enough, he let his tongue find her soft wet folds, and he licked gently, pressing his tongue inside her, savoring the copious fluids that already made her pussy ready for sex. But he wanted to treat her the way her man didn't. Make her cum and cum and cum tonight. When she went home to her family the next morning, she would be a very well fucked woman, and a happy one.

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"He is," Sarah purred in response, slim fingers trailing over the bulge in his underwear. The bite made her inhale sharply and she tipped her head as to offer him it again. Sarah didn't care about any marks he left. Love bites and hickeys could be hid if you had the right concealer. It stung knowing that Daniel was likely out with another woman. What was worse was that Yuri was probably correct in thinking he'd be giving that hooker things he wouldn't give her.

"I couldn't agree more. Too bad he doesn't realize he's missing out." Laying back on the bed she felt the anticipation coiling in her belly as he pulled off her underwear. She'd only got this from Daniel once, and she'd had to nag and harp at him. In the end it had been a disappointment. But when Yuri's tongue slid over her little sparks of pleasure ran up her spine and her breath caught a moment. Her fingers slid through his hair, nails gently teasing his scalp.

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Nodding, Yuri smiled. "Da," he teased. "While he may not, I do. And I plan to enjoy what he will not." She had rolled over onto her back, and while it hadn't been quite what he had in mind, he certainly wasn't going to argue right now. Unlike her fiancee apparently, Yuri didn't mind going down on a woman, and in the right situation, rather enjoyed it. And tonight, well tonight would be all about enjoyment, for both of them. Parting her legs wider, her played his fingers over her slick heated core, even as his tongue and teeth teased her clit. There were times, when sex wasn't about oneself, but rather one's partner, and this was one of those time. To get what he ultimately wanted, he would need to win her over. And that meant show her that he could give her things she couldn't get elsewhere: orgasms for one.

And so he went to work on her pussy, giving it a thorough work over. Tongue teeth and fingers worked in harmony along her pleasure surfaces, as he lapped at her wetness. Despite it all, he wanted her to be happy, even if he did want her to be his little personal whore. A happy whore was a good one. And he wanted only the best. Once he felt her at the edge of climax, he stopped and held her there, teasingly. "So," he asked her softly, "Sarah, what do you want right now?" The teasing was there, he was taunting her, knowing she was on the edge, and making her beg him for her pleasure now.

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Sarah hadn't thought it could be this good. That she could feel this kind of mind numbing pleasure. His mouth and fingers made her arch and writhe, and a litany of "Yes," "Oh god," "There," and "Don't stop," spilled from between her lips. She could feel the pleasure building, coiling in her belly until she was almost there. All she needed was a little more...

And he stopped. The whine that left her was reflexive and needy. Eyes that had been closed now half opened to look down at him. "I want to cum," she groaned, "Please Yuri, make me cum. I'm so close... I just need a little more. Please..."

She was shameless in her pleading. Her voice dripped with want and need, and her blue eyes begged him to give her what she wanted. The fingers in his hair pressed against his scalp, trying to pull him back to her. He had her so close, and it had felt so fucking good. "Please... just a little more, Yuri. Let me cum..."

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Yuri could see she was at her wits end, the way she had been responding to him had been almost a dream to him. And he almost felt bad for stopping her short. Nearly. Not quite though. Orgasm denial was a pretty large part in training a woman to be yours. Teaching her that you gave and took it away based on her behavior. However, in this case, she had been nothing but wonderful. And so as she writhed trying to get him to get her off, he smiled. "You've been good, Sarah, so I will let you cum.."

Shifting slightly, his mouth fastened once more on her clit and he attacked it with a fervor now. His mouth attached like an attachment to her sex, and he used it to great effect. Sucking and biting gently as needed , his fingers worked inside her feverishly until she climaxed, he pushed her harder and harder, and didn't let up until she was done.

Once she was finished, he backed up slowly, and finished undressing himself while she recovered. Moving to her once they were both naked, he sat down on the bed next to her. "So is there anything you've not done yet, or had done to to you that you want to try? I already know Daniel hasn't fucked that sweet ass, but that's for dessert."

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It didn't take much to bring Sarah to that release. The focus on her clit paired with the way his fingers stroked her sent her toppling over the edge. Sarah cried out for him, short nails digging into his scalp as her thighs closed around his head. Her cry became a whine as he pushed her higher, and her hips arched and jerked against him. It was unlike any orgasm she'd had before. The pleasure seemed to sweep through her entire being and left her breathless at the end of it. As it passed she could still feel her walls twitching as if from aftershocks, and it took a moment before she could properly form words.

Turning towards him she propped herself up on her arm and drank in the sight of him. He was magnificent, and the satisfaction that had begun to settle over her was replaced with fresh want. This man was willing to give her whatever she asked for, and was more than willing to go to lengths Daniel wouldn't with her. That alone was a thrill for Sarah.

"I've always wanted to know what it is to have rough sex," she said finally, "To want and be wanted so much that there's nothing gentle left. To wake up in the morning sore all over with faded marks to the remember the night by." Sitting up fully she said her fingers over the shaft of his hard cock. "I want to be treated like a woman and not a thing of spun glass."