Real Life ((UnHolyPimpHand & princesssexci))

[UnHolyPimpHand]

Detective Olsen was awaiting them in the private garage where players and their personal guests could bypass the throngs of everyday fans and media that were packing in through the main gates. Olsen was smoking a cigarette as he opened Kerry’s door for her. He offered his hand to help her out of the car and then raised her arm above her head, spinning her in a tidy pirouette for his appraisal of her outfit.

“There’s my hot little bitch, I’m glad to see you’re still good at following instructions,” Olsen leaned over, offering his other hand to Stormy, still in the car, “and you must be the girlfr—I mean, you must be, um, Kerry’s friend.”

He almost let slip his intuition about Stormy’s alter-ego, then to make matters worse he fumbled Kerry’s name, in his mind she was always “bitch” or “the slut.” Still, these were both key players in this little game they were running on these wannabe heroes—he hoped he’d covered well enough. He flicked his smoke.

“Come this way, you’ll love the suite. It’s sick.” Olsen gave Kerry’s round ass a solid swat from his bare palm, sending it jiggling around for a moment in her tight, short skirt, “we’re going to have a great time. You both look fantastic.”

He led them to a private elevator that took them directly to the skybox level of the stadium. Their box was only a few doors past the elevator, very close to the fifty-yard line. Olsen opened the door to the sound of a champagne cork popping and the smell of cannabis. Cid and Dion were already having a good time.

The far wall of the suite was comprised of floor to ceiling windows, overlooking the massive glittering stadium with the field below. There were at least six plasma TVs mounted around the suite and a fully stocked bar.

“Welcome, ladies. Might I get either of you something to drink? Our host provided a bottle of Louis XIII if either of you like expensive cognac.”

 

[princesssexci]

~Stormy~

Stormy watched as the detective, the one who saved her greeted Kerry so enthusiastically. She smiled, smoothing her hand over her dress. Of course, now it made some sense as to how she got out of jail. Of course Kerry would sleep with an officer.

“Yeah, hi I’m Stormy.” She said taking his hand as helped her out of the car. Kerry moaned when he smacked her ass biting her lip looking at him lustfully. It almost made Stormy feel like the third wheel.

He led them inside and both girls were in awe. Neither Kerry or Stormy had been to an event like this before.

“I’ll take one!” Kerry said with a grin then nudged Stormy. “Cmon Stormy it’s not every day you get offered expensive alcohol.”

Kerry was right but she was also not used to the party life and it just felt off not having Joey there.

Maybe she needed one drink to loosen up some.

“Sure, I’ll have one too.”

~Kerry~

To say Kerry was excited to see Detective Owens was a vast understatement. She’d worn this outfit just for him, making sure that he would have easy access when it was time to play.

“Cmon Stormy, it’s not every day you get offered expensive alcohol.” She said encouraging Stormy to live a little.

If they had to hang out together she didn’t want Stormy to be a wet rag.

When Stormy agreed and found a spot for them to sit, she grinned at Detective Olsen swaying her hips teasingly as she followed Stormy.

Tonight was gonna be hella fun, she could feel it in her bones.

 

[UnHolyPimpHand]

Dion

Dion grinned and poured a couple of generous glasses full of the smooth, amber liquid distributing them to the two ladies before refilling his own. The younger one, Dion assumed the sister of their primary mark, barely had time to receive her drink, the way Detective Olsen had his hands all over her. He was obviously enjoying this little roleplay scene that cast him as the leader of this operation. He’d had his hand on her ass the whole time they’d been in the sky box and just as she started to get some distance from him, taking her glass from Dion, Olsen apparently liked the way she shook her hips at him and grasped the back of her neck possessively with his tattooed fingers.

“Who do you think you’re teasing, slut?” Olsen said softly into Kerry’s ear, but not so softly that Dion couldn’t hear as he moved past them to bring Stormy her drink, with his prey apprehended, Olsen spoke up, addressing the room, “I’m going to show her the bathroom for a minute… go ahead and get started without me.”

Olsen all but carried her into the bathroom by the back of her neck like an over-protective mother cat. They scarcely made it inside the extravagant, marble walled bathroom before Olsen slammed his tongue into her face like he was trying to find the bottom. The door slammed shut an instant later and Dion slid up next to Stormy, handing her drink over to her.

“Well, if I didn’t know any better I’d swear those two were mixing business and pleasure,” the irony of his understatement was accentuated by the lustful moans and cries that quickly emerged from behind the bathroom door, in spite of the running steam bath that was intended to mask the noise, “but which is it that brings you here today? Are you somehow involved as an undercover informant—or did you come out today for pleasure.”

Dion’s hand settling on her knee almost seemed natural, if not for the emphasis that he placed on that last word. Nonetheless, he wanted to see what she did about it. He was looking into her eyes, those piercing blue eyes were unmistakable. She was the one behind the costume. Lightning Bolt.

“I mean for scum bags like Cid and I, informing for the police is kind of a necessity—but bitches—eh, ladies like Kerry. Who aren’t in the life, I mean. For her and you to take such an… active role in the policing of your community, in spite of the danger. It’s really quite heroic. Don’t you think?”

Dion lightly tapped the edge of his glass against Stormy’s as someone was apparently slammed hard against the other side of the bathroom door.

“To heroes.”

*-*-*

Det. Olsen

Detective Olsen had gotten hard as a rock on the way up to their luxury box and when Kerry wiggled her ass at him, trying to tease him one time too many he decided not to wait any more. He wasn’t planning on staying for the game.

He barely managed to drag her off into the bathroom before he dove into a deep, sexual kiss. He slammed and locked the bathroom door behind them and lashed around with his hand until he managed to turn on the steam shower. He actually had meant to turn on the water, but the steam made noise too.

Olsen pushed her against the marble, easily unbuttoning the cartoonishly large buttons on her tight, cropped sweater and releasing her round, firm tits. He mashed them in his large palms, shoving her against the wall once again, letting his lips briefly part for air while their tongues fenced in air.

He wasn’t sure if it had been him or her that got his pants off, but as soon as they were down, he flipped her over, shoving her face first against the door this time as he hiked her skirt up around her waist.

“I’m going to fucking destroy you, ya fucking slut!” Detective Olsen groaned, wiping the head of his thick, rigid cock against her tight, wet hole, “I’m going to fuck you half to death if I fucking can!”

Olsen shrugged out of his collared shirt, his tie still dangling loose around his neck as he slammed his cock as deep as it would go into Kerry’s tight, inexperienced pussy and the room filled with steam. He didn’t wait for her to adjust, he slammed her against the locked door like a piece of meat.

“Fuck that’s good pussy, whore. I like this good pussy—I might need to have it all the time!”

 

[princesssexci]

~*Stormy*~

Stormy looked up at the man who sat down next to her as it took no time for the detective to pull Kerry elsewhere --elsewhere being the bathroom. Things were slowly starting to make sense to Stormy, where she was getting her credible information from and how she was getting it.

"It does seem like they're mixing two and two together." She murmured responding to his comment.

She glanced down at his hand on her knee and slightly stiffened. Stormy had never once cheated on Joey before. No matter how bad their sex life could get and there were times when it got pretty bad...

It was something Stormy prided herself on.

“Informant? No...” she said, trying to keep her cool,”I just came with Kerry because she had an extra ticket. I actually have a boyfriend sooo...” her voice trailed off. “I’m really just here to see the game.”

It was true, had Joey been better he would’ve been here because the siblings seemed almost inseparable.

Of course, with Kerry banging in the bathroom —maybe she wouldn’t have invited Joey.

Who knew what went through Kerry’s head, sometimes.

~*Kerry*~

If it had been any other man, Kerry probably would’ve gone all ‘what the fuck did you just call me?’ Or ‘Touch me like that and I’ll kick your ass.’

She was girly sure but she also never let any guy she was into totally disrespect her like that..

With detective Olsen though, fuck...

It did something to her. All very good things. When he grabbed her by the neck and guided her to the bathroom telling the others they’d be back it got her all wet and excited because she knew what was coming as he slammed the bathroom door shut and crushed his lips on hers.

As he turned on the steam but still kept close enough so that their tongues dueled one another Kerry thought she was going to go insane from wanting him so bad.

Eventually both of their clothes were thrown to the side with the exception of her skirt and his pants which were just pushed down and she wasn’t sure who had taken what off but then, did it really matter?

“I’m going to fucking destroy you...”

She moaned at that statement, it was something that shouldn’t have turned her on as much as it did, not with how she’d been raised.

“I’m going to fuck you half to death if I fucking can!”

“Is that a threat or a promise?” She retorted though her response was slightly muffled with her face pressed against the door as it was.

It could’ve been both, she realized, when he slammed his thick cock into her at that moment.

“Ngggghhh ..” came her muffled cry.

Her pussy wasn’t used to this but she was so turned on by the treatment that it didn’t matter. The few days apart had clearly been way too long for their bodies to not have fucked.

And she wasn’t going to fool herself into thinking this was a love thing.

They didn’t know each other.

But she had an inclination that if he asked her to commit murder for this man if it meant being fucked regularly like this.

 

[UnHolyPimpHand]

Det. Olsen

Detective Olsen was slightly disappointed at the muffled reaction from Kerry, so he responded by fucking her harder. The heel of his hand kept her face pressed against the door, causing the large, metal door to rattle against its frame in rhythm with the detective’s powerful thrusts. Olsen’s tattooed thumb worked its way across Kerry’s face, slipping past her supple lips and fish-hooking her cheek as he continued to slam her against the door.

“You fucking love it,” Olsen sneered, burying his huge cock to the hilt once again, “you can’t get enough of being my little bitch, can you, slut? Let me hear how much you fucking love getting wrecked by my cock.”

Seeing her face contorted by his own aggressive grip on it turned him on and Detective Olsen sacrificed some of his ferocity in favor of speed as he began fucking Kerry faster, not quite following through as much as before. It felt like he’d successfully pounded her insides to match the shape of his cock and now he was using her as a custom-fitted sex toy.

With his free hand, Det. Olsen spanked Kerry’s round ass hard, enjoying the way the impacts between their bodies made her luscious ass jiggle.

“You’re such a good little whore, I might not let you back out of here.”

By now the blanket of steam was hanging heavy in the tiled room around them, even if the sound did little to drown out the sound of them fucking. Sweat was pouring down Olsen’s well-muscled body as he sped up even faster, beads of sweat falling from his chin and arms. There was a puddle beginning to form underneath them as he finally released her face enough to pull out, turn her around, hook his arm under her leg and slam back in from the front, her back slamming against the door even harder than before.

Once again, he kissed her violently, his tongue grinding against hers as he squeezed her breast tightly and resumed his pistoning thrusts.

*-*-*

Dion

It would be an understatement to say that Dion was undeterred by Stormy’s rather pointed rejection. In spite of what she said, she didn’t physically remove his hand from her leg, so he let it remain, pretending not to notice. Instead he latched onto the idea that she was just here to watch the game.

“You’re a big Predators fan, then? I bet you’re excited to meet Kelvin, then,” Dion smiled, “the dude is the absolute truth, I promise. Let’s drink to the Predators!”

Dion raised his glass of cognac and clinked it against hers, urging her to finish it off just before Cid came by to refill both of their glasses, offering a toast of his own.

“And to new acquaintances,” Cid smiled, raising his glass to clink against Stormy’s again.

“There we go, it’s rude not to drink a toast,” Dion smiled before demonstrating how it should be done, then their glasses were refilled.

Even with all the raucous toasting and drinking, it was impossible not to notice the sound of Kerry getting hammered just on the other side of the bathroom door—which would have been even more awkward if not for the distraction of Cid and Dion working hard to get Stormy good and drunk.

 

[princesssexci]

~*Kerry*~
Holy fuck! She did fucking love it. If he could read her mind he'd know how much she'd masturbated after their first fuck together. As she was slammed into the wall from the powerful fucking he was giving her, her moans grew louder and louder. It was to the point where she didn't give a fuck who could hear them.

"I FUCKING LOVE BEIN WRECKED BY YOUR COCK!" She cried out so loud that she could feel the force of her own yell against her throat. She could feel every movement he made inside of her. Her body seeming to have adjusted to him like a perfectly fit glove.

Her moans turned into squeals and shortly after became sobs of pleasure. Within seconds she was quickly turned around so that she was facing him. Her leg wrapped around Detective Olsen's waist. Another sharp squeal of pleasure erupted past her lips as he slammed back into her.

She kissed him back eagerly as their tongues rubbed against the others. Her nipples were hard and aching with pleasure.


~Stormy~

Stormy glanced over at what did he say his name was?? Oh, right he hadn't mentioned his name. She pressed her lips tightly together and tried to recall something Joey probably mentioned about the team.

"Yeah, I'm super excited." She said with a bright smile. "I usually watch the predators games with my boyfriend so names escape me." She laughed a little. "Kelvin is the ..... " Fuck what were the football positions again.

Fuck.

Fuck.

"the quarterback? " She asked, because that seemed like a good enough reason for anyone to be excited "Forgive my ignorance, if thats totally wrong. Names and positions escape me except for the ones I can get into..." She said with a small laugh. A little flirting never hurt anyone and besides, it seemed like from the sounds of it Kerry wasn't holding back.

 

[UnHolyPimpHand]

Det. Olsen

Gary Olsen moaned into the kiss as he felt Kerry’s nipples hardening below his palms, making the firm, roving caresses he was giving to her massive, jiggly tits feel even better as he hilted his big cock inside her again. He started sucking on her tongue, not hard enough to discomfort her, but clearly making dramatic slurping sounds as his mouth isolated her tongue to tease with his lips, tongue and teeth all at once.

Kerry was a very enjoyable pet.

“That’s my good slut. Take this big cock!” he grunted again, his face wet with their blended saliva and sweat dripping down the small of his muscular back, “because you want to make Daddy happy, you’re going to take the cocks of anybody else who wants to give it to you tonight—even if I’m not here. You got that?”

Hilted. This time he worked his hips in a little figure eight, with his full shaft buried inside her once tight pussy—resculpted to reflect his size.

“And then after that, you’re going to help turn out that other bitch who came with you…” Hilted. It was unclear if Kerry was opening her mouth to protest or just release more loud moaning—but either way, her response was pushed back as Gary stuffed four ecstasy pills into the back of her throat and then slapped her to ensure she would swallow—then he hilted again, “I don’t want any argument or excuses from you, whore. Turn that bitch out. Your brother can do better anyway. You’re doing him a favor.”

Once he felt certain that Kerry had swallowed the drugs and would do as he’d instructed her, Olsen closed his tattooed fist around her throat again, choking off her air suddenly and without warning. He resumed his relentless pounding, almost bouncing the smaller teen off the tile wall as he reached his final few strokes—trying to break his own personal best for driving deep.

Finally, he erupted inside of her—releasing her neck at the same moment he came inside her, gasping and leaning forward to bite down on the nape of her neck, less than gently. He squeezed her tit with all the strength in his tattooed hand and forearm, his fingers sinking deep into the pillowy flesh.

“You’re a good whore…” Olsen sighed as his cock finally stopped spraying, “so I know you’ll do as you’re told. If you do a good job, I’ll have a reward for you later. Here, these might help.”

The baggie full of little, pink, pressed pills was slipped between Kerry’s big tits.

“Use some on her, use some for yourself, share with the boys if you please—just don’t let your brother know anything about them. Got it?” he kissed her and then swatted her bare ass before moving to the sink to wash up.

“You go back first. I bet the boys are already working on your girl out there.”

Dion & Cid

“Yeah, you got it, Sweetheart. The quarterback,” Cid smiled, refilling Stormy’s glass even though she hadn’t asked, “you know plenty.”

Dion chuckled faintly, holding his own glass up to be filled by Cid.

“Technically, yeah. He plays the quarterback position—but he doesn’t just throw the ball. Kel is like… a new breed of quarterback. He was top ten among rushers in the league last year,” at that, Dion toasted and made sure that Stormy drank with him to that accomplishment of their host, “he reads the defense like it’s Sesame Street—he sprints past cornerbacks that are supposed to be faster than him—he can drop a ball into a basket from forty yards away—Kel is the absolute truth. To Kel!”

“To Kel!” Cid agreed, another toast.

“I’m sure that boyfriend of yours gets to see you in all kinds of positions—and I bet you make it look damn good. That’s kinda how Kel does it. He’s in a position, but really, he’s redefining how we think about positions.”

Dion was creeping closer, his hand had ended up back on her thigh.

 

[princesssexci]

~*Kerry*~

She whimpered beneath him as he sucked on her tongue. All of their movements seemed frantic and hungry. Holy fuck, she loved this. There was something erotic about being treated like a slut, hell -- there was something erotic about acting like one too. She shivered beneath Detective Olsen as his teeth scraped over her tongue before he pulled away. 


As his hips moved in a figure eight, she could feel every inch of him inside of her, every ridge and vein on his cock.



 “And then after that, you’re going to help turn out that other bitch who came with you…”



That sounded like a horrible idea in retrospect because that was her brothers girlfriend but at the same time, it wasn’t like her and Stormy had this forever bond tying them together either. Also, when she opened her mouth to question it more so then protest a guttural moan started to escape her lips instead but was cut off by the pills her detective was shoving down her throat. 



Kerry made a noise in the back of her throat when he held his fingers in her mouth to ensure she didn’t cough them back up then slapped her causing an auto swallow on her part forcing the pills down even more so. 

She had to focus, breath through her nose as his strong tattooed hand gripped her throat cutting off her air supply and even then trying to breathe through her nose was hard, not impossible but hard. 

Once he’d cum inside her it only took seconds for her to orgasm to hit as she let out yet another scream of pleasure as her legs trembled from the release, his teeth bit into her skin and his fist let go of her throat to squeeze her tit.

She was gasping for air and slightly unsteady.

She glanced down at her tits when the baggie of pills were stuffed in between. She glanced at herself in the mirror and fixed her clothing and did her best to straighten up her hair and make up.



“You’re a good whore…so I know you’ll do as you’re told. If you do a good job, I’ll have a reward for you later. Here, these might help. “Use some on her, use some for yourself, share with the boys if you please—just don’t let your brother know anything about them. Got it?” he kissed her and then swatted her bare ass before washing up. 



She nodded her head, “Okay…” her voice was slightly hoarse from all the screaming she’d done. She made her way out of the bathroom and back to the party.



~Stormy~



Stormy watched as Cid refilled her glass. “Oh I didn’t ask for….” It didn’t matter what she’d asked for because it was already full. “Okay then…” She tucked her red auburn hair behind her ear and took another sip of her drink. 



“Technically, yeah. He plays the quarterback position—but he doesn’t just throw the ball. Kel is like… a new breed of quarterback. He was top ten among rushers in the league last year. He reads the defense like it’s Sesame Street—he sprints past cornerbacks that are supposed to be faster than him—he can drop a ball into a basket from forty yards away—Kel is the absolute truth. To Kel!””*



At least she paid well enough attention to what Joey liked enough to know who Kel was…sort of. Where the fuck was Kerry? She couldn’t believe that bitch had left her out here by herself just to get laid and from the screams earlier it was obvious that Kerry was seriously getting fucked. 



And Stormy hated how jealous she was about it.

Though she had to remind herself that she was only jealous because every time her and Joey got close to having sex there was some sort of interruption usually caused by his little sister. 



“Is that right? That’s …fucking amazing!” She said feigning interest that she didn’t have about Kel and the sport. "To Kel..." She said lifting her glass in a toast and then taking another drink. A few more of these and Stormy would probably start to feel the alcohol.

“I’m sure that boyfriend of yours gets to see you in all kinds of positions—and I bet you make it look damn good. That’s kinda how Kel does it. He’s in a position, but really, he’s redefining how we think about positions.”

Stormy laughed, "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you two were talking him up for me." her tone came out slightly playful and her eyes glanced down at her knee where ...was his name Dion? ...had his hand.

Finally, Kerry came back into the room with a delirious smile on her face and made her way towards Stormy and the two other guys which caused Stormy to attempt to move his hand off her knee the moment she laid eyes on Kerry. But Kerry already saw and lifted a brow at her.

"Where were you?" Stormy said

"Don't worry about it! I got us some party favors." She pulled the bag of pills from her between her tits. Stormy frowned at Kerry, momentarily distracted from what Dion's hands were doing. She started to protest but Kerry leaned forward and grinned.

"Don't worry your pretty little head, I won't tell Joey if you don't..." She pulled one out of the bag and slipped it into Stormy's mouth despite her trying to keep her mouth tightly closed.

 

[UnHolyPimpHand]

Dion/Cid/Olsen

After downing his shot and watching Stormy drink hers, Dion nodded back at Cid who refilled both glasses quickly. His hand was lightly pushing up the hem of her skirt before she gently brushed him away at the sound of the bathroom door opening. Olsen and his bimbo returned to the party, but Dion kept his attention on Stormy.

“Talking him up? Not even, I’m just making sure that you’re being properly serviced—a fine piece of work like you deserves to be regularly serviced and constantly satisfied—sorta like this one,” Dion glanced over at Kerry as she leaned over the couch to force an ecstasy tablet into Stormy’s mouth.

The neckline of Kerry’s barely-there top had been stretched in the process of her being fucked so roughly and now the pink sweater-blouse hung even lower on her chest. When she leaned over the couch it almost looked like she was putting them on display. Olsen smiled at her backside, watching her skirt ride up from behind. He was pleased with her—and himself for training her so well.

It seemed Kel wasn’t the only one who could break a bitch.

“Alright, you kids play nice. I’m off to keep the citizens from killing each other for another day. You kids be good,” Olsen smacked Kerry’s ass hard through the thin fabric of her pink mini skirt, “don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

At this, he flashed Kerry a wink and walked out of the box.

Cid, who was looking at his phone contributed to the conversation after handing Kerry a full glass of cognac.

“Looks like we’re about to be joined by another lady. Kel’s… um, girlfriend is about to come join us,” Cid informed the group.

While Stormy was momentarily distracted, Dion gently took hold of Stormy’s wrist, guiding it into his lap so that she could feel the swelling of his long shaft through his pants. He wanted her to feel how big his cock was.

“Oops, my bad,” Dion chuckled, raising his hands in an imitation of embarrassment, but leaving her hand on his cock, “I didn’t mean to…”

Dion gave a playfully apologetic grin while Cid was sliding his hand up the back of Kerry’s skirt—realizing just how rough Olsen had been on her firm, pale bottom. She was still overlapped with red handprints.

“I bet your boyfriend ain’t got a big, black cock like his…” Cid smirked, taking a pull from the bottle while a finger sank into Kerry’s still wet, raw and very sensitive pussy—just as the show on the field was beginning.

Fireworks and advanced pyrotechnics fired off in unison as the multi-million-dollar sound system blasted music throughout the stadium and fireworks exploded mere dozens of feet above their suite box, letting them feel the impact of each detonation. BOOM—BOOM—BOOM!

Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to yet another showcase of the sensational, brought to you by Target and your New Haaaaaven PREDATORS!

The force of the screaming crowd—even through the double-thick glass, was more impressive even than the explosives had been. Nearly fifty-thousand fans—all at variable levels of intoxication, screaming like their lives depended on it. It imbued the small figures on the field with nearly godlike importance. It was like a superpower. To be unconditionally loved by thousands who didn’t even know you.

The crowd noise lessened, picking up from time to time as the principal players were introduced. Then, abruptly and all at once, the stadium went pitch black—reminding them that they were inside a massive dome. Cell phone flashlights and lighter flames spread out around the arena, like a huge ring of fireflies trying to escape the pull of a black hole at their center.

And now… the announcer was utilizing all of his theatrical training from his two years in community college at this point, standing six-feet five-inches tall. Weighing in at one-hundred and eighty-eight pounds of heat-seeking missile… there came a beeping sound. The massive, central wall of LEDs began counting down ( :05) hailing, from the Ohio State University. ( :04) two-time, NFL MVP! ( :03) our hometown hero! ( :02) the announcer sounded like he might give himself a stroke at this point. The man they call the HUNTER!! ( :01) now the crowd seemed to be having an episode, the roar was so tremendous that the entire suite could be felt shaking from the sheer volume of crowd noise.

( :00) The zeroes blinked one time and then…

BOOM!

The sheer volume of pyrotechnics detonated all at once made it impossible to discern anything for certain. Everyone’s eyes had been forcibly dilated by the prolonged darkness so that when the explosions lit the stadium, it just looked like a sudden burst of white that blinded anyone looking for a fraction of a second.

As the smoke cleared, Kel was standing in between four columns of orange flame, shooting straight up into the air. The arena announcer was literally screaming himself horse at this point—but he had to, to be heard over the crowd who were also losing their damn minds.

Keeeelllllllllvinnnnn Hiiiiiiiiiiighcaaaastle!!!

It was hard not to be impressed.

 

[princesssexci]

“Talking him up? Not even, I’m just making sure that you’re being properly serviced—a fine piece of work like you deserves to be regularly serviced and constantly satisfied—sorta like this one,”

Stormy felt the pill that Kerry was forcing down her throat slowly slide down and when Kerry pulled her fingers out she drank down the alcohol that had just been refilled in her cup a few minutes ago to keep from choking on it.

“What did you just give me?” She asked and Kerry shrugged.

“Relax, this is a party.” Kerry said with a slightly dazed smile as she accepted the glass of cognac and took a few sips from it. Stormy felt her hand being shifted from her leg to Dion’s crotch.

She could feel it twitching beneath the material of his pants and not her lip. He felt way bigger than Joey was, that was for sure. She could only imagine how that would feel inside her. She shivered and then cleared her throat.

“It’s okay, accidents happen…”

Her body was starting to feel a bit tingly and she was a bit buzzed from the glasses of cognac she’d been drinking. Stormy hadn’t even paid much attention to the fact that she hadn’t exactly moved her hand from Dion completely, just moved her hand enough so that it wasn’t directly on his cock. More like just his leg.

That was fine, right?

God it had been so long since she’d gotten laid. It was almost unfair that Kerry was getting more lucky than she was. Stormy stared at screen showing what was happening in real time. Stormy watched almost entranced, Kel actually didn’t seem all that bad looking.

Not that she was looking ….or was interested. Without realizing it, she squirmed a bit in her seat as she took another sip of her cognac.

Kerry smirked at Olsen before he left the room. She had no problem getting Stormy hopped up on drugs. Besides it’d be fun to see a less serious side of the red head.

She felt Cids hand slide up her skirt and over her ass. Her ass was still tingling from the smacks that her detective had given her not too long ago but that didn’t mean she wasn’t aching for more. She put the bag of pills on the table just to make sure she didn’t lose them.

“You guys can have some of the party favors too. It makes everythiiing feel so much better.”

Kerry moaned as rubbed her already aroused pussy. It helped (or didn’t help depending on the persons outlook) that she was still slightly sensitive from Olsens earlier fucking.

 

[UnHolyPimpHand]

“Don’t mind if I do,” Cid smirked, sliding his fingers into the bag and snaring a pair of pressed pills while his other hand stayed busy under Kerry’s short skirt, “everything’s more fun when you’re rollin’.”

Cid pressed his growing erection against Kerry’s hip as his thumb worked against her swollen clit. The two fingers inside of her spread out and pressed deeper, lightly shoving her against the backs of the seats in front of her. As he coaxed the hood of her clit back a bit more for better access, he straightened his fingers again and then curled them like he was trying to make a fist.

With his free hand, Cid took hold of Kerry’s slender wrist, guiding her hand to the crotch of his pants, letting her feel the large and growing bulge that was there. While his fingers started moving faster under her skirt, he started to unzip his fly. Within moments, his thick, uncut cock was in her hand—obscured by the table and seatbacks in front of them so that Stormy couldn’t see what was happening below their waists.

For her own part, Stormy seemed to be getting more into the spirit of the evening, letting her hand linger on Dion’s thigh. As Dion grabbed and swallowed one of the pills, his cock soon started to grow, following slowly after Stormy’s delicate fingers, as if craving more of her touch on the wide crown of the head.

Without being asked, Dion filled Stormy’s glass once again, getting her drunk was very much a part of the plan.

Meanwhile, Cid was busy fingering Kerry’s pussy harder and faster, squeezing his fingers together to thrust in and spreading them apart to pull back.

Outside of the sky box, Detective Olsen was smoking a cigarette on his way to the parking structure. He passed by Kairi who was dressed in a tight pencil skirt and fitted blouse—her least whorish outfit.

“I see they even let you out for this one, huh?” Olsen gave her a good-natured swat on the ass, “they ought to be just about warmed up for your talents.”

 

[princesssexci]

Kerry moaned as Cid slipped his fingers into her still wet pussy. It was still sensitive too and then topple that with the drugs she just took, well—the night was going to get any boring. Her hand was guided to the thick bulge in his pants and she couldn’t help but lick her lips.

But it took no time for her hand to be wrapped around his cock. “God you’re so fucking big…” she murmured quietly as she started jerking him off.

Usually after having a nice good pounding like Olsen had given her not that long ago she was good to go but fuck, those pills had her reeling and craving more dick.

There was also the encouraging fact that her detective would have a surprise for her later if she did everything he’d ordered her to, get rid of the pills and let the guys do whatever the fuck they wanted. There was a bit of a high from allowing herself to be not so sweet. Her head leaned back against the seat as he fingered her faster.

As for Stormy, she felt the head of his cock growing and slightly pushing under her hand. She’d basically lost interest in whatever Kerry was doing at the moment, enthralled by the excitement of even having the chance to get laid.

She shouldn’t though. If Joey ever found out she cheated on him…

Of course, that was a big if. It wasn’t like her boyfriend was the brightest of men and she didn’t want to be the party wrecker so to speak. Was that even a thing? Whatever. Honestly, her instincts should’ve been going off due to Dion refilling her glass everytime she emptied it but maybe she was just overthinking things.

It had been awhile since she’d been literally anywhere without Joey. Her hand moved over the bulge in his pants but whether she realized it or not was the question. She took another sip of her drink not even realizing that the pills that Kerry had forced down her mouth were starting to take effect.

She squirmed a bit in her seat feeling the slight tingle between her legs.

“So do we just drink until the party starts or uh what’s his name gets in here? Sorry, this is my first fancy pregame party. Is that what’s it’s called a pregame party?”


Kairi lifted her brow at Olsen but wisely didn’t say anything. She knew better than that. The last thing she needed was for him to tell Kel she wasn’t behaving. “I’ve been a good girl.” She said with a shrug of her shoulders.


Suddenly the door opened Kairi stepped inside and looked around. It seemed like they were already getting started.

“Has the party started and without me?” She gave a mock little pout eying the two girls that Cid and Dion were all over.

 

[UnHolyPimpHand]

“No, you’re just in time,” Cid grinned back at Kairi, turning enough for her to see that his cock was out and that Kerry was jerking him, “and we’ve got party favors too.”

Cid held up one of the ecstasy pills to Kairi’s view. Dion reached back over his shoulder, indicating that he wanted another—but not wanting to speak on it lest it break the spell that was being cast on Stormy whose hand was moving higher on the shaft of his cock while she struggled to maintain small talk.

Dion took the pill and used his thumb to break it into powder against the neck of the liquor bottle so that when he refilled Stormy’s glass yet again, the golden liquid was joined by a dusting of thin powder that dissolved into the drink immediately. He could tell that she was already feeling the effects of her first dose and more was better, wasn’t it?

“Yeah, they’re just about to kick off,” Dion said, his answer sufficient as reply to both Kairi and Stormy, “then when the game starts, that’s when the real fun begins.”

It was subtle—maybe not to a sober observer, but in the haze of drugs and alcohol, it was easy to miss Dion unzipping his fly and releasing his half-hard, black cock to flop over and across Stormy’s slender wrist. The head alone was probably bigger in volume than Joey’s cock.

“Don’t worry. We won’t tell your man,” Dion smirked, reaching one finger out to forcibly tip her glass back further than she was planning to, making her swallow faster than she was ready to until the glass was empty, “here comes the kickoff. Game on.”

The kickoff was timed to Dion placing the empty glass aside and gently guiding Stormy’s face into his lap by her hair, urging her mouth toward his massive, black cock.

The crowd cheered, the stadium rumbled around them—it almost seemed like the fans were cheering for them.

Cid had balanced one of the pills on the head of his cock, teasing Kairi with the invitation while he gripped the back of Kerry’s neck and pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss.

 

[princesssexci]

Stormy was becoming used to Dion refilling her glass that it almost felt natural, almost like a ‘good girl’ action if she finished the glass. She was starting to feel a bit more tingly and aroused. Her nipples were hardening and aching and they hadn’t even been messed with yet.

Things seemed to be happening in a blur as Stormy drank down more of the liquid, something about it felt off but she didn’t question it too hard. Honestly, she was always so uptight and lost in her good girl role that it was hard for her to let loose and have fun.

What was happening?

The feel of Dion’s cock hitting her wrist confused her. Had she done that? Was she already so drunk that she didn’t remember undoing his zipper. Glancing down, her eyes slightly widened. It was big, bigger than she imagined and bigger than Joeys.

Was it wrong that she had the urge to taste it? Yes.

What the fuck was wrong with her?

She felt the glass she’d been absentmindedly holding up to her lips being tilted. Right, she should drink more. Relax. Joey wanted her to go out and have fun. Some of the liquid slid past her lips as she wasn’t ready for that much.

Her hand absentminded rubbed the tip of his cock until she finished her drink and was guided towards the head. Her tongue flicked out tasting it. Holy fuck, how long had it been since she’d tasted cock.

It felt like forever. She opened her mouth and took it in her mouth with the promise that Joey wouldn’t find out about this. In background she could hear the crowd cheering as if encouraging her on. Her head slowly still somewhat hesitant began bobbing back and forth.

Kairi and Kerry , on the other hand, was all too willing to join in on the fun. Kairi leaned her head down and licked the pill off of Cid’s cock before taking it in her mouth — well the part that Kairi wasn’t jerking off. Kerry was making out with Cid and god she was so fucking horny.

Kerry felt like she could be fucked all night and still not be satisfied.

Kairi’s head began bobbing back and forth, trying to get that craving for cock out of her system for a bit until Kel was finished with his game. They hadn’t had any new playmates for awhile so this was definitely going to be fun….as long as no one tried to take her spot.

 

[UnHolyPimpHand]

Dion grinned with delight as Stormy complied with his physical commands and began dutifully sucking his cock to its full length and girth. He set his own drink aside, swapping hands on the back of her head so that the hand closer to her was able to easily slip down the front of her drapey, gold dress to cup, caress and squeeze her perky, round breasts—one then the other.

He was still being gentle with her, as even a small dose of pain might snap her out of the drink and drug fueled trance she was in. The hand on the back of her head neither pushed nor pulled at this point. It was just along for the ride.

“That’s right, just enjoy that big black cock,” Dion sighed, leaning back in his seat as the crowd cheered again—Kel had thrown a long touchdown, “nobody’s gonna judge you here.”

Dion’s fingers were gently but firmly closing around Stormy’s erect nipples, using her tongue on his cock as a gauge for how good she was feeling—which led him to squeeze tighter, twisting and pulling just slightly before moving to the other and repeating the process just a little more urgently.

On the other side of the luxury seats, Cid was enjoying every second of his encounter with Kiari and Kerry. Kerry was clearly ready to fuck and as much as he enjoyed her lips around his cock, it lacked the novelty of the barely-legal new ass that had crossed his path. He gently but insistently pulled Kairi’s head away and raised Kerry’s leg up onto the headrest that Stormy had vacated to blow Dion.

Cid grabbed Kerry forcefully on the sides of her face, he looked into her eyes as he slo-owly fed her inch after inch until his uncut behemoth was hilted insider her.

“Take it, slut!” Cid almost shouted into Kerry’s face, smiling as he started moving his hips fast and with purpose.

Cid steered Kairi’s face under Kerry’s propped up leg where she could alternate between licking his balls and her ass—or focus on whichever she preferred.

 

[princesssexci]

Stormy groaned as Dion’s hand found the back of her head half expecting him to push her further down his cock. He didn’t though which was weird. It didn’t matter though because he tasted so good. She could feel Dion reach down to play with her nipples causing her to moan just a little more.

Her tongue dragged along his cock wiggling underneath it in between sucking whimpering as his playing with her nipples became more urgent.

Good god, she couldn’t remember ever being this horny before. Stormy sucked his cock more urgently taking him further down her throat.

How long had it been since she’d last tasted cock? Joey always seemed to busy with being Batman that it almost felt like some days he wasn’t as attracted to her anymore. Was this how Barbara Gordon felt when it came to Batman?

She let those thoughts fall to the wayside for now. No thinking about Joey because then she’d feel guilty about what she was doing.

She’d feel guilty later, but for now she was planning to enjoy it.

*Kerry*

She groaned as Cid slid inside of her. The drugs in her system keeping her wet and aroused. He was not a bad size at all. The squelching sound of her pussy filled the room as the Asian girl below her darted her tongue up her ass.

“Ohhh yeah fuck me!” Kerry cried out not even giving a shit about Stormy.

Kairi moved back towards Cid’s ball licking them. Kairi was fingering herself as she began to focus her attention on Cid’s balls. Kerry felt Kairi slip one of her fingers into her ass and holy shit, it felt really good.

 

[UnHolyPimpHand]

Dion

“Ohh fuck yeah” Dion groaned as Stormy gave herself over to the pleasure of sucking his big cock, he rewarded her by stroking the tip of her nipple with his thumb while his index and middle fingers pinched it, “you suck dick like a champ, but I think it’s about time for you to climb up and ride this big, fat, black cock. Don’t you?”

Dion lifted her by the hair, pulling her face from his lap toward his own face. He kissed her deep and lewdly. With one hand inside her dress and the other tangled in her hair, he picked her up and pulled her over to straddle his wet, hard cock. There came a tearing sound from the front of her dress as his hand shifted angles and his tattooed forearm ripped the already low-slung neckline.

“Yeah you fucking do,” Dion smirked, pushing her down on his massive cock, “take it bitch.”

With one solid shove, Stormy was squatting on Dion’s lap, more than half of his cock buried in her guts—with more left over to spare! Stormy had never had so much cock inside her before. As Joey was more-or-less average, she’d never really had to stretch herself around anything in her pussy before this moment—but damn was Dion stretching her.

“Go on, slut. You can take it. Work your way down there,” still gripping her hair and breast, Dion began to bounce Stormy’s tense, athletic body up and down in his lap, soon using his hips to aide the motion, gravity driving her down-down-down on his cock and rather forcibly stretching her wider with each bounce, “there you go, now you’re getting it.”

Dion took the bottle of expensive liquor and poured some into Stormy’s wide-open mouth when at last she was taking him all, seated square in his lap, fully connected. It overflowed down her chin and neck. He quickly chased it with his tongue, meandering from between her perky breasts up her throat.

“Good slut, take that cock. Take it. Make that fucking yoga-ass bounce.”


Cid

It was almost mind blowing how good the sex was. As a successful criminal and entourage member, Cid got plenty of ass—but Kel typically kept singular and exceptional experiences, like slam-fucking a model-class hottie while having your balls sucked, were typically kept to himself.

Even though he was just getting started with her, Cid was having trouble holding back his nut. It got even harder when Kairi started fingering her ass, as Kerry’s pussy clenched around Cid’s cock like a vice grip.

“Holy shit, this bitch is tight as a tick!” Cid exclaimed, slapping Kerry’s round ass hard, leaving it jiggling.

Cid grabbed her hair to stop her from continuing to throw it back on him while he regained his composure, holding himself deep inside her while he squeezed and groped her round ass.

“You know, I kinda thought that Olsen dude was a clown—but he sure as hell did a bang-up job of turning this bitch out,” Cid chuckled to Dion as both continued fucking the girls.

Just then, the door swung open for Leon and Ronnie, the highest-ranking entourage members, entered. They’d been finding parking after sending Kairi ahead and arrived to a full-blown orgy.

“Well, looks like you guys didn’t have much trouble…” Leon chuckled, locking the door behind them, “I got next.”

 

[princesssexci]

Stormy

Stormy was lost in the sensation of pleasure to even fully comprehend what was happening. One minute she was sucking a big black cock, devouring it actually. In the next few moments she was straddling him and being filled to the hilt by said big black cock.

“Shiiiiiit…” she moaned at first trying to fight it. Sucking cock was one thing but fucking actually fucking another guy was 100 percent cheating on her boyfriend.

But holy fucking shit, it felt so good. She’d never had such a big cock inside her before and the way that cock just stretched her insides was…

Well— Stormy had no words for it. Her mouth opened as she moaned and breathed heavily. The bitter taste of the alcohol hit her taste buds as she rode him.

Drugs and alcohol were bad together weren’t they? Fuck, did it matter?

Her pristine manicured nails (in transparent glitter nail polish) found his shoulders as her breasts bounced up and down vigorously from the force. Her pussy tried to take in as much of his cock as it could.

“Yes, yes, yesssss….” She moaned barely even registering the new comers.

Kerry & Kairi

Kerry couldn’t stop her moans of pleasure, the sharp sting of his slap made her ass tingle. Kairi was fingering her ass good too. Everything that was being talked about around her just went through one ear and out the other as she was being pounded into.

Of course, because of the grip on her head Kerry couldn't lean her head back but that was okay. Getting fucked like a little sex doll was all that mattered right now but that was also because of the pills she'd taken. She was rolling off the sexual high.

Kerry was as straight laced as Stormy though so having another girl play with her ass was something different for her, not bad just different. Kairi on the other hand was a pro when it came to threesomes and orgies. Kairi's tongue brushed over Cid's balls when she was able to before moving her tongue to dart in and out of Kerry's asshole now.

"ohhhh ohhh fuck thats good...." Kerry moaned.

 

[UnHolyPimpHand]

“There you go, Snowflake! Work them narrow fucking hips!” Dion was shouting, his hands slapped down on Stormy’s athletic ass cheeks, driving her the last bit into his lap, making her take every inch, “that’s it! Holy fuck, you’re tight like a fucking tick! Ride it, whore!”

Dion thrust his hips up from his seat, tossing Stormy’s slender body up his shaft, only to withdraw back into the seat and let her slide back down again—it felt good, so he did it again. And again. And again. And faster! And harder!

“Fuck yeah! Ride it!” Dion was working hard, working like a race stallion and Stormy was his Jockey. Except it was him spanking her ass to keep the tempo up. Dion made a mental note to buy a riding crop for his new favorite fuck, “I’m going to fucking change you, bitch!”

“Looks like you’re getting along well,” Leon patted Dion on the back, startling him for a moment, making him thrust deeper than he ought to for just a moment.

“Yeah, this one’s real friendly,” Dion smiled, pouring another glut of liquor into Stormy’s mouth before passing the bottle over his shoulder to Leon, “a big fan of the game.”

“I can see that,” Leon smiled.

“Ohhhh fuck!” Cid groaned, his next turn with Kairi’s tongue dragging over his balls proved too much. He could feel her fingers in Kerry’s ass and couldn’t help from busting a big, thick nut inside of Stormy, “filling you up, jizz dump!”

Cid gripped Kairi’s hair in his fist and raised his leg, stepping backward while steering her face into Kerry’s creampied pussy.

“Eat it out or I’ll have you pay for the abortion. I’m sure you can imagine how much Kel would like that,” Cid smirked, tumbling back into a leather armchair and lighting a cigarette. He liked teasing Kairi a little too much.

“My turn!” Ronnie insisted, dropping his pants and taking up position behind where Kairi was bent over into Kerry’s pussy, “I don’t like sloppy seconds… or thirds…”

While his thick, uncut cock slid into Kairi’s under-appreciated pussy, Ronnie looked down at Kerry’s pussy like she had roadkill between her legs. Though she couldn’t deny that she’d been raw-fucked by two others in succession before Ronnie even arrived.

“That’s fine, I’m waiting my turn for the Copper Top,” Leon was gently playing with a lock of Stormy’s auburn hair while she continued to bounce in Dion’s lap, “make a proper black cock slut out of her. You like that don’t you, slut? Being our common-use, white jizz mop?”

Leon spat into her mouth when she opened it to give some sort of reply. Dion slammed her back into his lap and spanked her hard. All these things happened at once.

The game was over already. The home team had won.

 

[princesssexci]

Stormy continued to bounce almost wildly on …fuck what was his name again? ….Right, Dion. Holy fuck it felt so fucking good. It probably should have occurred to her that those pills that Kerry had forced down her throat were making everything feel even better than it normally would be feeling for her.

Or it could have also been the fact that she’d been heavily neglected by her boyfriend that it left her wanting.

She couldnt talk dirty though—well, she could but it was probably not as graphic as how Dion was talking to her. Usually her and Joeys lovemaking was full of moans and grunts.

“Fuck!” Stormy shrieked as his cock went way deeper then nearly choked on the liquor that was being poured down her throat but that didn’t matter. This was probably the most fun she’d had since college.

He was gonna change her, he’d said? She wasn’t sure how but if it was hot as what they were doing; she was almost eager to see what he had in store.

But she doubted anything would happen past this night. People said stupid things while in the moment. The drugs rolling through her paired with the alcohol made everything seem like a blur but in a good way.

Kerry was lost in fucking everything. She let out a loud cry of pleasure as Cid filled her with his cum and trembled as the Asian girl Kairi went in between her legs to eat out all the cum from Cid.

Kerry gripped the dark head of hair as Kairi moaned with pleasure as one of the guys, the new comer slammed into Kairi. She whimpered as her face was pushed deeper into Kerry’s pussy.

Kairi ate at her pussy hungrily, desperately as if she hadn’t eaten all day. The last thing she needed was another reason for Kel to be mad at her and she’d been doing good that week. Hadn’t been yelled at for being a pathetic bitch in at least what — 48 hours?

That was a record.

And back with Stormy;

Every single touch seemed to ignite some new spark of pleasure as she continuously bounced on Dion’s cock. Her mouth opened to answer the new guy but instead was filled with his saliva which by reflex caused her to gag a bit on it since her and Joey never got this dirty when it came to sex.

It was definitely something she wasn’t used to. She squealed as Dion smacked her ass and her breathing was becoming faster and harder — soon becoming quick gasps.

 

[UnHolyPimpHand]

Dion laughed as Stormy screamed and panted in his lap, one hand on her ass, the other roughly caressing her firm breast under her dress. He enjoyed watching her go feral on his cock, but he was growing close to his climax and the way Stormy was practically attacking his cock, he didn’t have much time to hold himself back.

“Oh shit! Here I come!” Dion groaned all at once, tossing the remains of her sparkly dress to one side and sucking her tit into his mouth, sucking hard while his other hand gripped her hip, holding her down on his shaft as it tugged and jerked, spraying thick, hot semen into her deepest parts, “fuck… I hope this bitch is on the pill.”

Dion smirked for a moment before gently shoving Stormy out of his lap, onto the floor. Leon got up from his seat and pulled his pants back on. He retrieved the bottle from Leon and slapped hands like a pro wrestling tag team switching off.

“Fuck her hard, homie. She fucking loves it.”

“You don’t have to worry about that,” Leon chuckled, “this bitch broke one of my ribs and I ain’t forgotten about it yet.”

Leaning down, Leon gathered the torn remnants of Stormy’s dress, wrapping the sequined fabric under one arm and around her throat. He knelt behind her on the floor and dropped his pants, his huge, black cock already fully erect. One hand gripping her dress like a choke collar and the other gripping her athletic hip, Leon thrust into her cum-filled pussy in one deep stroke—not giving her time to adjust before he started pounding, tugging on the dress to drag her into each rough thrust.

Meanwhile, Ronnie was fucking Kairi from behind, relishing the feeling of fucking the tight Asian first, instead of third or fourth as he typically was in the pecking order. He slapped her firm ass hard, driving her face deeper into Kerry’s pussy as he pounded away.

“She hit me with the electricity,” Ronnie called over to Leon, “fuck her a few rough times for me, too.”

Though no one had noticed, Joey was calling Stormy’s phone just then. The message he left was: “Hey babe, it’s me—your poor, broken, shell of a boyfriend (chuckle). I guess you two are still having fun at the stadium. I actually watched the game… not sure I totally understand it, but it looked like fun. Was, um, the quarterback—Highcastle? Was he the one who invited you? He’s good. Anyway, just wanted to see how my two favorite girls were getting along. I think by tomorrow I’ll be back to full health. We can get back on the streets again, with police backing. Pretty exciting! Love you, baby. Talk soon.”

 

[princesssexci]

Stormy moaned as Dion came inside her, shuddering from the pleasure. Fuck, she wanted more. More what? Sex? Drugs? Both? Maybe.

“Fuck her hard, homie. She fucking loves it.”

She was so lost in the experience she wasn’t sure what was really even happening. She should be taking pictures of this kinda thing, right? Where was her phone? Fuck, she didn’t know. This was something she didn’t want to forget, being fucked like a desirable woman instead of ignored for some stupid comic book dream.

“You don’t have to worry about that,” Leon chuckled, “this bitch broke one of my ribs and I ain’t forgotten about it yet.”

There were a few things Stormy should’ve picked up. That comment about breaking ribs was one of them but it went through one ear and hadn’t totally settled in her brain.

“Someone broke your ribs? What a fucked up bitch…” she cooed, instead. This was of course, before her dress was used as a rope to wrap around her neck and arm.

“Mmm my boyfriend never does shit like this. Sometimes I think those comic books make him harder than I do.”

After that comment though and the slamming of his cock into her sopping wet pussy all she could do was moan in response. She wasn’t sure which black coven she liked best but they both felt amazing. Each guy had a different way of fucking, a different method.

Her moans were dragged out once more. All random thoughts about her boyfriend left her for the time being. Well aside from the quick — why can’t Joey fuck me like this? But it was gone just as quickly as it entered her mind.

Kairi buried her face deeper into Kerry’s pussy eating as much cum that was spilled into her that she could. She stopped only when she felt Ronnie slide his dick into her. Kerry’s loud squeals of pleasure went head to head with her own and the electric bitch being fucked by Leon.

The sharp sting from the slap on her ass sending an excited thrill through her bones.

“Fuuuuuuuuuck!” Kerry whimpered. “That feels too good, I think I’m gonna cum again. Don’t fuckin stop.”

 

[LitShark]

“Shut up, slut. Don’t nobody care about your dweeb boyfriend,” Leon chuckled, wrapping the dress around her neck a second time and yanking it hard enough that it completely cut off her air and arched her back to the point that she could barely keep her fingertips on the ground, “you just worry about taking this big dick!”

“Shit, Leon. You hit it that hard her man’s gonna know you been in there.” Dion interjected, checking his phone.

“Fuck that, I want him to.”

The long muscles in his forearm flexed as Leon leaned his head back each time he slammed his huge cock into Stormy’s already cummed-inside pussy. Each time he thrust in, more of his friends’ semen came squishing out of her, again and again. Satisfied with her strangled silence, he smacked her ass hard.

“The boss is on his way up,” Dion announced, having received a text message from Kel, “so finish up. He’ll want to move.”

The mention of Kel’s arrival being imminent reminded Kairi of what was at stake. He’d been much nicer to her lately—almost benevolent. Almost like… a husband. This mission of vengeance against these cosplay whores made him see Kairi’s value in a way that he hadn’t before, taking out the ups and downs of the season on her body and her emotions. But in this, she was complicit, an accomplice. She mattered.

Pushing the familiar, but still pleasant feeling of being rough-fucked by a member of her Master’s entourage out of her mind, Kairi propped herself up on her toes and dug her tongue into Kerry’s inexperienced asshole until her jaw hurt.

It was at that exact moment that Kel entered the skybox. He was imposingly tall in person, his muscles visible through the various layers of his bespoke suit. His body looked like it was carved from stone and his eyes looked like they could shoot fire. He was fresh out of the shower and smelled like Prada cologne.

“Good to see everyone getting along,” Kelvin chuckled, entering the suite and closing the door behind himself, “so this is the Super Slut that kicked ya’lls asses, huh?”

“That’s the slut. That’s the sister,” Dion informed Kel, indicating Stormy and then Kerry.

Kel moved in front of Kerry, reaching down to sweep her long hair out of her face with the back of his hand.

“Nice sister,” Kel nodded, moving his hand down Kerry’s neck to her shoulder to the small of her back to her ass, where he gently patted Kairi’s head, “good girl.”

“Alright, let’s wrap this up. Finish up with the slut, give her some team merch to wear home… he dress is thrashed. Put the sister in my car, we’ll bring her back to the condo for tonight. Design a suit for her.”

Kel set down the oversized duffel bag that he was carrying. He took out a size small, ash grey, team logo t-shirt and a pair of black shorts with red stripes on the side. He tossed them onto the couch along with a black team towel.

“Finish up and meet us at the car.”

“No need, I’m done!” Leon groaned, dumping his load into a nearly strangled Stormy, releasing her dress just before she lost consciousness. He held her hips instead as he filled her up with yet another raw load.

“Done here too!” Ronnie pulled out and came on Kairi’s athletic ass.

Content that everyone except Stormy would be joining him on the ride home, Kel tossed a flip phone onto the pile of clothes.

“Hey, Lightning Hoe. Keep that phone with you. If we need anything from you, we’ll call. Think of it as your own, personal Bat phone. Just don’t tell your man. I might not always call for both of you. Until we meet again.”

Kel handed Kairi her cute business suit. Letting her get dressed before they made their way down to the limo that was waiting.

“You made me proud in there, sweet girl,” Kel whispered so only Kairi could hear as they were leaving.

 

[princesssexci]

Stormy

Stormy wasn’t exactly sure how to take the whole shut up comment. Of course, she didn’t think that they would actually care about her boyfriend and whatever her rambling had been about. She could feel the tightness of the dress wrap around her neck more and while being choked to death should not have been erotic, it was.

It so was.

The sound of their fucking, the squishing sound of the semen almost seemed to reverberate off the walls along with moans from Kerry and the other people with her. Or at least it seemed like the sounds echoed. They probably didn’t. More than likely it was pills she’d taken.

The sharp sting of Leon’s slap caused her to moan or at least attempt to but fail due to lack air. Honestly, she felt like she was going to pass out anytime now.
Her breasts bounced as Leon continued to fuck her roughly. She could feel her orgasm rushing over her again. Stormy cried out loudly or as loud as she could nearly choking.
Her eyes rolled in the back of her head she could barely focus on things that were being said. Her pussy was so sensitive yet he kept fucking. The guy that walked in smelled like a fucking sex god or what she would have imagined one would’ve smelled like and he was like chiseled perfection.

She was partially disappointed that he hadn’t wanted to take her along with them.

Her disappointed was wiped away though as she felt Leon cum inside her. Had the other guy, Kel right? What had he just called her?

Lightning Hoe? Oh god, he somehow knew her identity but how? Was it that obvious?
Just clothes were left for her. She blinked as she looked around and stumbled towards the couch to get changed.

As soon as she changed she called an Uber. Once again, like with most of her life, she was being left out. She fucking hated that. She stared down blankly at her phone realizing Joey had text and called her a bunch of times.

Shit.

Quickly she text him. ‘Sorry baby, the game just ended. Your sister got invited to an after party but I didn’t want to leave you behind. I’m on my way home.’

Kerry
That had been another great fuck. Though nothing could beat Detective Olsen’s cock. She wasn’t going to say that out loud though. Her ass felt on fire from being eaten out of. Should she have been concerned that Stormy was left alone?

Her brother was going to kill her.

But then, Stormy was a big girl. She could take care of herself.

“Uh, could we have maybe given Stormy a ride home. At least?” She pushed her dark hair back,”I mean…technically I was her ride.”

The silence was a bit annoying but she had a strange gut feeling that she shouldn’t talk back too much. Kerry didn’t know any of these guys which begged the question as to why she was going anywhere with them.

 

[LitShark]

Back at Kel’s high-rise suite, the party was continuing uninterrupted. Alcohol was flowing, drugs were being snorted and smoked. The train ran through Kerry again and again. Kairi rode her face until her hips ached.

Everyone passed out in a riot of empty bottles and naked flesh just before dawn. Gunshots couldn’t wake them. None, not even Kerry, realized that they had played precisely into the machinations of someone else.

*-*-*

In a parking garage, downtown, Olsen was in street clothes meeting with a mobster.

“He’s gotten too confident. He thinks he’s calling the shots. I think it’s time for a change at the top,” Olsen said through a sidelong smirk.

“And this will tank the whole season?” Lopez, the lead Capo of the Bodegas was unreadable behind his designer sunglasses, “I don’t make bets that I can lose.”

“The backup is a chump. Color blind. Can’t tell his team jerseys from the defense. Without Highcastle, they’re sunk. It’s a sure thing.”

“When?”

“We’ll beat the door down at twelve, high. Vegas books open in one hour. How much dirty cash can you leverage in that time?”

“Enough.”

“My cut is twenty. Before you pay taxes and get that nice, clean, laundered cash.”

“Fine.”

*-*-*

The game was over hours ago!

What have you been doing?

Joey knew the game was over. He’d watched it live. By the time Stormy got home, it was nearly dawn. Leaning heavily on his crutches, Joey got up from the living room chair. He made his way, limping into the foyer, waiting to confront her.

“Baby, what on earth?” Joey’s voice was high in pitch, communicating incredulity. He wasn’t used to mistrusting his girlfriend, “where have you been? Kerry is at some sort of party? Still?”

*-*-*

As the clock struck twelve, SWAT agents in riot gear battered the door of Kel’s suite inward. They gave way to a pair of suited FBI agents and Olsen, with his badge on a chain around his neck over a Kevlar vest printed with the SWAT letters.

“Everybody freeze! You’re all under arrest for drug trafficking, distribution and racketeering. You have the right to remain silent!”

The agents pounced on the naked revelers in an instant, cuffing them with dense zip ties around their wrists.