Crystal
Crystal lounged on the couch, blowing air out her mouth to make her lips vibrate. She didn't honestly know why she'd come over to her cousin's, other than to bitch, which she was about to start doing. "College sucks."

"I know, I'm taking dual credit courses," Vicky said, in a bored tone of voice. She had a book in her hands, even, one she was still staring at the contents of. It looked like she really didn't want to listen to Crystal's bitching, but that was too damn bad.

"No, I don't mean that. I mean, yeah, it's a pain to do a full course load and hero stuff," Crystal corrected. "I mean that, you watch all those movies, and it makes it seem like all you need to do to get laid is go to a sorority party and find some drunk slut to bang."

"No?" Vicky put the book down, now actually paying attention.

Crystal inwardly smirked at how transparent she was. Obviously she wanted to know all about the sexy fun of college life, but unfortunately, she was going to get a rude awakening. "Nope. I went to one of those parties, and I talked to like four different guys. They were just blah blah my career blah blah I want to have two kids blah blah. So fucking boring! It's like, what do you think the point of these parties is, idiot? But you have to stand there and smile and nod your head or he's not going to fuck you."

"Did you get laid?"

"Not the first time. Ughhh it was so frustrating. There was this guy who passed out drunk, and I almost thought about doing something while he was out of it... but I didn't, obviously." It had just been an idle thought born of frustration. Like when you wanted to just thrash some little kid for being a pain in the ass. She remembered babysitting Eric when he was younger vividly. "Instead, I tried to play the lady in shining armor and take him home, but somebody thought I was going to rape him, so I just called a cab. I paid the fare and I didn't even get the chance at a fuck when he came to the next day!" She rolled around in feigned agony on the couch.

"Maybe if you hadn't thought about raping him-"

"I wasn't going to actually do it!" Crystal snapped. "Obviously! Jeez. What kind of woman do you think I am?"

"The kind that thinks about raping a dude who's passed out drunk."

"Oh, whatever. You've just always had Dean so you haven't had to go without for a long time." She crossed her arms and glared at Vicky. "How long has it been since you broke up, anyway?"

"I don't know, like a month?" Vicky guessed, with a shrug.

"A whole month? Doesn't your pussy ache for that big cock? Every time you break up you wind up crawling back to him. Tell me you finally broke the cycle."

Vicky didn't answer. "You said you didn't get it the first time. What about the second?"

"Oh, the second time I got a guy. Cute, with glasses and that nerd chic, you know? Button up polo with a breast pocket for you to stick your hand right inside..." Seeing him squirm when she did that was fun. "The day after he was totally sure we were an item though. I hate that crap. I never said I was interested that way! Don't go trying to make me feel bad because I'm not in love!"

"Was he a virgin?"

"...probably," Crystal demured. Definitely, gauging by how quick he'd come. Which was hot. But admitting it would make her sound like a bad person. "Not my problem either. He's an adult. He came to a sorority party. He knew what he was getting into."

"You should just fuck a slut," Vicky offered.

"Oh, thanks. I didn't think of that. I was going to the sorority parties where all the guys get drunk and fuck around because I wanted a chaste good Christian boy!"

Vicky rolled her eyes. "Hang on a second," she said, as if she was suffering some grievous indignity, pulling out her phone and calling somebody. After a few seconds, she spoke up. "Hey, Soph. Is your slut ready to be loaned out?" A pause. "No, not me. What do you think I am? A sex addict?" Crystal snorted at that. "My cousin."

"Hey what's this about your cousin-" Crystal started, but Vicky just held up her hand.

"She wants a picture of you," Vicky said, putting the phone down. "She has a really hot boyfriend who is a total slut who she loans out for whatever."

"What, like a cuck thing?"

Vicky made a loud hissing noise, finger to her lips. "It's not on mute you moron! I'll call you back," Vicky said to the phone, before hanging up. "Look, this is her boyfriend," she said, showing off a picture of a handsome, muscular blonde guy. Crystal's eyes bulged as she just stared at the guy. He was absolutely a 10/10 dish that she'd love to lick all over. Hell, for a guy like that, she'd listen to him blab about wanting a white picket fence. He did look a little familiar... "The hair's dyed," Vicky added. "And he shaves nowadays too. Works out as well. He didn't used to look nearly so good."

"Wow," was all Crystal could say. It was probably pushing it a little, but... "Does he do anal? I always wanted to try that but even college boys are prudes about it. Ooo, I'll get a UTI. Oh no my dick will get smaller. It only feels good for the girl. You know."

"I don't know," Vicky said, both to the question about doing anal and to the reality of guys being reticent to have it. "I'm not into anal because I'm not a porn addict."

"More like because Dean has you so well trained you'd never even think to try," Crystal countered.

Vicky just rolled her eyes. "Are you okay to go for it? I'll snap a pic if you are. You can probably fuck him before sundown."

Crystal pursed her lips, thinking it over. "No weird lesbo stuff, right?"

"Nah. Just sex. We did a threesome once, me and Sophia double-teaming him, but that's it. No lesbo stuff while we did it, either. Just one on his face, one on his cock."

It was still kind of weird, having sex with another girl's boyfriend... but hell, if Sophia was enough of a weirdo to let somebody else fuck a hot guy like that, she'd take her up on the opportunity for no strings attached anal. "See if he does anal."

"Freak," Vicky said, rolling her eyes as she snapped a photo of Crystal before calling Sophia back.

* * *

Sophia was gently stroking my cock through my pants as she sat next to me, practically staring at the phone. "You're hard, huh, slut? Get off on me loaning you out to whoever I feel like? On knowing that this cock belongs to me, the woman who tamed you and made you my obedient white breeder?"

I just nodded. I really got off more to the fact that she was jerking me off, and to the possibility of a fresh pussy, but that was no reason to ruin her fantasies. She licked her lips, her expression hungry, clearly getting aroused - and then the phone buzzed and she briefly fumbled it in her rush to pick it up and press it to her ear, having to take her hand off my cock to grab it before it hit the ground. She pressed it up to her ear and put her hand on my cock. "Yeah? Anal?" Her hand by that point was back on my dick, so she felt me throb. She glanced my way, quirking her eyebrow at the reaction - I could only nod in response. "He does anal, sure. Send me the photo." There was a pause. "Yeah, I know I can fucking find a photo wherever! I still want one." Another pause. "No, it's so I can rub his face in all the pussy he's taken later." Another pause. "Thank you."

The phone call ended, and a few seconds later, the phone buzzed, with a picture of Crystal Pelham sitting on the couch, a weird expression on her face as she looked into the camera. She was a fairly pretty girl, all in all, with a lithe physique and long-blonde hair. She wasn't quite as chesty as Victoria but she was still plenty hot. "That's the next pussy you're getting fucked by." She put down the phone. "But it's not the next ass you're getting fucked by, slut." She grabbed me under the arm, practically yanking me to her bedroom. She closed and locked the door. "You haven't had anal, right? You're not one of those retarded boys that thinks anal doesn't count? You were a pure 100% virgin when I got to you?"

"Yes," I agreed, instantly. Even if it hadn't been true, I would have lied.

"Then we're going to pop that particular cherry right here and now. Why didn't you tell me you were fine with it?" She asked, pulling my dick out of my pants with some quick movements, already starting to squirm her way out of her own pants. "Fuck, I would've done it before now if I'd known."

I was somewhat baffled at the idea there was something Sophia wouldn't do to me just because I didn't like it. Was anal really that bad? I mean, girls in my world generally didn't have anal, so maybe? They also generally didn't get whored out by their boyfriends either, though. I didn't have much time to think about it, because she was soon pressing her rosebud up against my tip without any hesitation, or lube for that matter. "Uhh, doesn't it need a little lube?"

"It'll be fine, slut, just relax," she reassured, before starting to push herself down my cock, grasping it with one free hand to hold it in place. She bit her lip, a little 'hnng' noise escaping her throat as she ground herself against it. It took a few seconds for her to manage to really get the head wedged inside her, and it felt pretty fucking good, with just how tight it was. "Ah... fuck yeah," she breathed, lidding her eyes as she suspended herself there, just the smallest part of my cock wedged in her asshole. "Yeah, you like that, don't you, slut? You're gonna be an anal slut by the time I'm done with you."

Her hands pressed down at my stomach, and she took in a deep breath, a quirk to her lips as she closed her eyes and kept moving her hips downward, slowly enveloping my length with her tight, tight ass. It squeezed and gripped my length as she took me in, my toes curling a little from the sheer pressure she was applying. "I'm taking all your cherries," she told me, with a pop of her lips. "Your dick's all mine, it's been permanently claimed-" she was cut off by her own forceful movement downward, a tiny gurgling noise escaping her throat as her eyes bulged wide. "Ahh... fuck you're so big." My cock twitched, and she let out this staggered little laugh. "Just in, comparison to my, ass," she breathed out, as she ground herself the rest of the way down my length.

When I was completely buried inside her, she let out a long sigh, body rising and falling as she sucked in a breath then let it back out. "Nice and snug. Doesn't it feel good, getting buried in a fresh hole, slut?" She pressed her tongue against her cheek as her hands reached for the base of my shirt, pulling it up.

"It feels really good," I told her, as the shirt passed over my head. "Amazing." It honestly did, that tight sensation of her ass wrapped around my cock like a vice making me want to come right away. I remained still, though, some remaining ambient concerns about hurting her still present.

"I'll bet it does," she said. "You're nothing but a sex addict who lives to get his cock stuffed in warm holes now," she told me, leaning down over me, nose-to-nose with me. Her lips met mine, and her tongue slithered freely into my mouth, pressing against each tooth in turn like she was counting them out. She held herself down against me like that for a long few seconds, her breasts just tangible in a tantalizing fashion through her t-shirt and sports bra. She ground herself against me, keeping my cock wedged inside her ass for several delightful long seconds, occasionally clenching her muscles down there and making me pant each time.

She broke off the kiss after a while, a light flush to her cheeks, eyes hazy with lust. "I'm going to really get started now, slut. I hope your dick's gotten used to my tight hole, because it's going to get rammed in there, over and over again," she said, with a lusty lick of her lips, hands pressing down against my stomach as she leaned up.

Despite her words, it still took her quite some time to fully rise from my cock, having to really work it. She let out the occasional pant and roll of the eyes as she ground herself up off my cock, before rising so that the ring seemed to tighten itself around my crown... then she pushed herself back down again, panting and gasping and writhing atop my cock as her tight ass just squeezed and gripped my whole length inside her again.

I had worried that going in lubeless would make the experience bad for one or both of us, and while the roughness was at times a bit too much, mostly it was just pleasantly tight and warm, any lubricant unnecessary as Sophia loosened up and got into a regular pace atop me. It was never fast - maybe a full five seconds for a single pump up and down - but it was always pleasant. Her eyes ran across my naked body hungrily, fingers brushing along the bare skin of my stomach. "Yeah. Take it, you little anal slut," she breathed out. "You're my horny little breeder, aren't you? Ready to fuck any hole I ask." She swallowed audibly, obviously intensely aroused by the whole thing.

I reached up for her thighs, running my fingers up them, until my thumbs brushed against her lower lips. She jerked, breath hitching, and then smiled wickedly. "Yes, you're completely dedicated to pleasing me," she said, licking her lips as she did. "Getting ass-sheathed for your first time, and still trying to rub my clit. What a fucking, obedient, little," was as far as she got before she came atop me, casting her head back as she let out a long sigh of pleasure at the feeling of my cock inside her ass, squirming atop me in ecstasy.

The feeling of her ass tightening and gripping me was far too much. It was like my dick was trapped in an extremely pleasant, warm, tight vice, giving my whole length a handjob right there, invisible fingers gripping and rolling around my length. I came right then and there, twitching and groaning beneath her, my hips doing their best to buck into her but mostly making her bounce on my lap due to how tight she was. Which I didn't mind watching either, dark hair flying around freely as she sputtered in surprise at the intensity of the sensation.

When I was completely spent, she groaned, gently peeling herself off me and then tumbling right down onto the bed next to me. She took a few long breaths, closing her eyes and wiggling in place. "You should... wash up," she mumbled, clearly quite out of it in the moment. "Crystal might want you to stick it in the front, after all. Can't go ass to vag. Oh, Crystal's the girl I'm whoring you out to," she added.

"I know. I've seen her on TV and stuff." Since I wasn't the one who'd done all the work, I could fairly easily roll myself up out of bed, heading into the shower and washing myself up.

* * *

On the way to the Dallon residence, Sophia picked up some lube. She also walked, not so much with a limp, as in an awkward, stilted fashion, her paces quite close to one another and her legs not fully rotating, knees unbending. She sat on the bus in a similarly stilted way, slowly placing her butt down as if the seat were a hot bath she was straining not to make contact with too quickly. She was clearly trying to keep it as subtle as possible, so I didn't comment on it.

Meeting Crystal in person was... different, from how I'd expected. I'd seen her on television, both before and after I had gotten my power, she'd just come off as a peppy, athletic girl with superpowers. Right then, she looked more like a horny dog about to hump me in the living room of the Dallon residence. Victoria sat on a love seat, legs dangling over one side. "This is the slut?" Crystal asked, to Victoria or Sophia but not to me.

I don't know why girls do that. It just seems vaguely dehumanizing, being talked about like I'm not there. Not exactly erotic. Maybe it makes them more comfortable with fucking somebody else's boyfriend/slut? "This is him," Sophia said, squeezing my ass cheek right there with obvious possessive intent.

She approached me, pursing her lips, then her fingers toyed with my hair for a few seconds, her expression muted. "This is... exactly Vicky's hair color."

"You're making it weird," Victoria chimed in, not looking up from her phone.

"It's dyed," Sophia said. "You want to spew some more of your weird incest fetish or you want to fuck a hot blonde slut?" Her hand went around to the front, groping my dick through my pants.

"I don't have a weird incest fetish. You're the weirdo for dying your boyfriend's hair the same color as Vicky's." Crystal was intensely defensive as she spoke. "Anyway. Let's do this. I'm taking him in the ass."

"As in, my cock, in your ass, right?" I asked. This was important.

Crystal stared at me. "What other way is there? You have had sex before, right?"

"He has a real weird no-no list. Won't eat you out after coming inside," Sophia chatted away indifferently. "Anyway. I want to sit and watch." Normally she stood and watched. I didn't comment on the obvious reason why she'd changed her strategy today. "I have to be there for my slut, in case you try anything weird."

Was that... actually why she watched? It didn't seem quite right for her, but... could it actually be a part of it? Crystal just jerked her head up towards the staircase. "Come on," she said, leading the way.

"Want to watch too, Vicky? It'll be ho~ot, maybe you can fuck him when your cousin's done," Sophia said, clearly enticed by the idea of showing off me fucking women, to other women.

"No, I'm not a weirdo," Vicky replied, continuing to play with her phone without looking up.

"Your loss," Sophia replied, with a casual shrug. The three of us headed upstairs to the guest bedroom, and Sophia tossed the lube at Crystal once the door was closed; Crystal fumbled with it for a few seconds before getting a firm grip. "Use that. Don't want you wearing my slut's dick down to a nub because you didn't lube it up properly." She then sat gingerly down at the desk in the corner of the room, draping one arm over the back.

After a moment's consideration, Crystal settled on her own course of action. "Strip," she commanded, and I grabbed the base of my shirt, pulling it up and off. There was a delicious little hitching of her breath as my stomach came into view, and she just rushed forward to me, fingers running along my chest, not even bothering to let me strip any more as she started to feel me up. "Oh God," she breathed, as her fingers groped and squeezed my pecs, her eyes leering at me like I was a piece of meat. In the background, Sophia just smirked. "Fuck, look at these abs," she continued, fingers sliding down my body, tips running and bumping over each ab in turn. "Oh my God. Fuck yes," she practically growled the words. "Get naked, get naked you fucking slut." Her eyes were wild with lust and domineering intent as she spoke.

I took off my pants then, wriggling out of them, and Crystal's hand immediately went to my cock, stroking and rubbing it frantically. She wasn't expert in her work by any means, but there was a kind of wild energy to her touch, as if she was just playing around with my dick to see how it felt in her hands. "It's hard already, you really are a slut, normally I have to at least go down on a guy to get him this hard." Her words came out in an excited pitter-patter, and the fact that I was stark naked in front of a fully-clothed superheroine was definitely not doing anything for my ability to get my dick to go down. Not that I wanted it to, anyway.

Her fingers stroked me off for a few seconds... then her lips twisted up into a smile that I'd seen on Sophia's lips a few times in the past. She started pumping her hand up and down quickly now, frantically jerking me off. "Come for me, come for me, slut, come right in front of your girlfriend from my hand," she said, leaning forward to lick and suckle at my neck and earlobe. It was really damn hot, especially given I totally understood where Crystal was coming from, the sexy idea of making somebody come right in front of their loved one something I'd done myself with Mark and Jaime.

Still. I'd just fucked Sophia's ass maybe an hour ago. A handjob, even a really fast one, wasn't going to get me off. After a few minutes, she seemed to realize this as well, letting out a sigh into my ear before pulling her hand back, flicking it a few times. "Alright, get on the bed, slut," she said, tossing the lube at my chest the moment I was on my back. She undressed in a way that couldn't even vaguely be described as sexy - she ripped her shirt off from the bottom, tossed it into a messy pile with her quickly-kicked off jeans, peeled and popped her panties and bra, wriggled and kicked off her socks, and then just leapt atop me, grabbing the lube with both hands and just squirting out way too much, all over my dick.

The sudden, thick, cool feeling of it splashing down onto my dick did make me twitch, but if Crystal cared she didn't show it. Her hands quickly gripped and squeezed my length again, this time to make sure every inch was coated in the gunk, and a moment later she was teasing her rosebud against the tip of my dick. "Fuck I love anal. So few guys will do it, it's been too long," she said, with a luxurious sigh, as if she was basking in the anticipation, before she started to take me inside her. Her hands - still wet with some of the lube - slapped against my stomach a moment later.

Heavy breaths escaped her throat as she slid down my length inch by inch. She winced or groaned in pleasure; once, even, a little dribble of saliva slipped out past her lower lip before she hurriedly wiped at her mouth to hide her lewdness. The whole time, Sophia watched with smug pride as Crystal took me all the way to the base, eventually holding me entirely inside her. The girl's fingers raked across my stomach, leaving little pink marks as she sighed and arched her back, putting her rather pleasant and perky tits on fully display.

Since she was otherwise occupied, I reached up for her breasts, caressing and groping them. Unlike Sophia, who took her time once she'd gotten me fully inside her, Crystal waited no time at all before starting to ride me properly, pumping up and down, her ass tight as a vice, intermittently gripping me. "You like tits, huh?" She breathed out, licking her lips. "Guess that explains why you gave it up for Vicky."

"He gave it up for Vicky because I told him to," Sophia snapped, instantly. "He only fucks with my permission, right, slut?"

"Yes," I agreed, squeezing Crystal's tits in my fingers as she rammed herself up and down me with far, far more force than Sophia ever had. You would think we were having vaginal sex, for how fast she went, and I was very glad that Sophia had gotten some lube for the occasion. "Only with Sophia's permission. I can only come at her say-so," I embellished, making Sophia give me a vulpine grin that said I'd be rewarded for saying that.

It was even true. Since I could only fuck with Sophia's permission (my occasional dalliance with Taylor excepted), and I could only come with the aid of another parahuman, well... I wasn't sure if Sophia had put two and two together there, but she was more than horny enough to make sure that I didn't miss being able to masturbate. If I ever did need to come, I could pretty much call her any time and ask for her to take care of my hard-on, and she'd swoop in through the window to ride me.

My thoughts were cut off as Crystal came atop me, her ass gripping my dick with furious force as she did so, casting her head back and letting out a long, luxurious sigh. I could properly admire her naked body like this, her lean, toned stomach, her fit body on full display. She had a lithe beauty to her, tall and fit, and her pale skin was marred by only a rare freckle here and there that just gave it more character. When she came down from her high, she licked her lips hungrily - and immediately got back to it.

"Yeah, fuck yeah, take it, fucking breeder," she breathed out as she resumed her earlier pace - no, she was even faster, now, just ramming herself up and down with reckless abandon. "Fuck, yeah, you little anal slut, I'm just using this cock of yours right now, you know?" I heard, distantly, the front door slam shut. "That's just going to be Amy, don't worry about it, focus on my ass wrapped tight around this hard throbbing cock, you blonde himbo slut." She grunted in pleasure as my fingers slid down to start teasing and playing with her clit, rolling my fingertips around the little nub to stimulate her further.

"Ahh, fuck, yeah, where can I get a slut like this, who just lets me hump and dump, fuck yeah," she panted out, leaning forward over me, wild-eyed as she stared down at me. "I'm going to wring your cum out then forget your name - no, wait, I never got it, fuck," she groaned, leaning forward hungrily, stealing a kiss with obvious predatory intent, her tongue rapaciously exploring the inside of my mouth while Sophia just chuckled off in the background.

"I trained him, he's one of a kind," Sophia said, sounding genuinely proud. "He's a good little meat dildo for his girlfriend, isn't he?" I nodded into Crystal's mouth as much as I could manage. "Whenever he wants to come, he always calls me first, lets me be the one to get him off."

Crystal popped back. "I'm going to need your advice on dating, then, fuck," she breathed, making Sophia's smile grow even broader. I felt bad for whatever guy was going to be on the receiving end of Sophia's dating advice, but by this point I was getting pretty close myself. My hands quickly slid around to Crystal's hips, gripping them and just fucking away roughly, pounding her up and down my cock with overwhelming force. She squeaked in surprise.

"He likes it more when your attention is on him," Sophia offered. "He's a bratty little slut, does everything he can to catch your eye when you get distracted... the only reason I let him get away with it is that he always sticks it in when ordered. Isn't that right, slut?" I nodded, admiring the naked body of Crystal as I furiously pounded it up and down my cock.

As my eyes wandered a little, I spotted the distinctive brown hair of Amy through a crack in the door, and that made my cock twitch, my arousal spiking. Crystal was unable to complain about my rough fucking of her ass on my cock because at some point she had started to come, her body spasming and twitching atop me. It felt so fucking amazing, I just sucked in a deep breath through my nose and came right alongside her, spraying my load deep, deep within her asshole as I shifted her body around, putting her on her back and leering down at her as I loomed over her and found sweet release.

When I was spent, I popped out and crumpled down onto the bed to catch my breath. Sophia was smiling with this wicked little smirk, like she'd just seen the most perfect thing in the world, something simultaneously arousing and ego-boosting. I couldn't really be sure of what was ego-boosting, though I had a few guesses, as I fell in place. Amy was still there in the door crack, staring away. I tried not to let my eyes really hang around her, to avoid spooking her - if she wanted to enjoy looking at the body she helped give me, I had no problem with it, and Sophia clearly got off on me having an audience, so I wasn't doing anything wrong.

It did mean that my cock was still rock hard when Crystal finally recovered. Probably predictably, she squirted out another glob of lube on my dick, rubbed it in, and took me inside her ass without the slightest hesitation, all the while declaring me a slut, a himbo, a blonde fuckdoll, and a dozen other crude names while she maniacally enjoyed herself.

* * *

Amy
Amy could feel a throbbing in between her thighs, and she wiggled them a little in place, stimulating her cunt in the process. She wasn't quite enough of a degenerate to start fingering herself right then and there, but it was a near thing. Her cheeks burned as she watched the scene unfolding in front of her. She'd known that he was together with Sophia, so why was he fucking another girl? She'd definitely heard Sophia's voice coming from the room earlier. Did Sophia and he have an open relationship? It must have been something like that...

Ah... that kind of stuff didn't really appeal to her... she wished he'd been cheating with her. Stealing a boy away was much sexier than having to share him. The only threesome she wanted was her, him, and Vicky, all going at it with one another in an erotic pile-on. She felt an ache in between her thighs, her teenage hormones practically begging her to lose all sense and start masturbating to the sight.

Crystal was being really rude to him. Okay, so when Amy had had sex with him, she'd probably said some rude things... but the guys liked them in porn! And they weren't nearly as bad. She'd called him breeder and slut a couple times. Crystal seemed to be insinuating that he was a living fucktoy born to be used as a masturbation aid by women. She heard Sophia even offer concurring words - so she was watching it. What really shocked her was the boy himself agreeing with Crystal and Sophia both. "Yeah, I'm just a horny fucktoy, born to be used for masturbation by women like you."

Amy whimpered at those words, lewd thoughts running through her mind of all kinds of horrible body or mental modifications she could do to him to make those words true. She resisted the urge to try to shake his hand and give him a little top-up to make him even more of a born fucktoy... mostly by relieving the brain-fogging arousal by slipping a hand under her skirt and starting to frig herself beneath her panties. When she came she'd go back to her room. She couldn't ask for a top-up on the ass mods right now... she'd definitely wind up doing something terrible and extra to him with her power if she touched him right now... something worse than making him blonde.

Once she came, her head would clear. Probably.

* * *

By the time I finished coming in Crystal's ass for the third time, she'd orgasmed over a dozen times. Admittedly, I'd helped her out with my power, but the sweat-caked way her body was draped across the bed was intensely erotic. I wiped my own forehead, panting a bit as I popped out of her, my cock finally starting to flag. She was laying on her back, her blue eyes a little hazy as she stared up at me, absently licking her lips as her breasts rose and fell.

"Good work, slut. You can still fuck like a prize breeder, I bet she'll have a hard time walking tomorrow," Sophia added, not realizing how she was telling on herself with picking that particular concern of post-anal.

Amy had disappeared at some point during the proceedings. I'd half-considered just grabbing her out of the hallway at several points, but that kind of thing only worked in stupid pornos anyway. "Yeah," I breathed out.

"Is slut exhausted?" Sophia teased, wincing as she rose from her seat before steeling her expression again. "Well... good," she decided on. Ordinarily, she'd stretch on rising; instead, she just stood there stiffly. "Get on your clothes."

My cock started to harden again as she stood there, and her eyelid twitched just the slightest bit. Still, I got myself dressed without complaint, and she walked me home, still with that stiff just-got-ass-fucked-and-didn't-pace-myself walk. When we arrived at the door, her fingers went to my groin, squeezing my half-erect cock through it. There was a slight wince on her expression as she felt it. "If you want to go again..." She let the words hang in the air for a moment, and apparently caught that I was down for it if she was, then concluded that as my girlfriend it was her duty to make sure I got as much sex as I wanted. "How about you wash up, and I'll take you in my mouth? Make sure to really clean it off, I don't want another girl's... well, you know."

"I do, got it," I told her. Honestly, I would have been fine calling it a night but now that she'd fixed it in her head that I wanted more sex, there was no way I could talk her out of it. Imagine if you're too tired to keep going, and your obviously-horny girlfriend says it's fine, no, we don't have to do it right now, we can do more tomorrow if you want... yeah, no chance of taking her up on the offer.

I took an extra long shower and made sure to use plenty of body lotion on my dick. It both made sure I was hard, made sure I tasted like strawberries (at least faintly, hopefully; I sure smelled like them), and made sure I was clean when I emerged from the bathroom.

"I'll be lying on my back, so just put it in," was all Sophia said when she saw my naked body emerge from my bathroom. I promptly obliged her, straddling her face and slipping my dick right past her wide-open lips as she strained to take me in this position.

Still, she didn't gag or anything. I made sure not to disturb her at all, and to come as quickly as I could manage, not wanting to be too much of a burden.