The Guzzler Strikes! (Closed to Milkmaiden)

[milkmaiden38]

Kim and Ryan

Kim went back to the window. Peeking through the window just above the sill, so she could not be seen. She watched as the invading group came through the main entrance. It was a big group, but not huge. Perhaps 400 people, some were wearing anonymous masks, ski hats with face-masks, and even gas masks. Some held bibles high above their heads, chanting verses. Other protesters clearly knew things were going to get violent, had weapons.

The guards at the gate had been overwhelmed. It was a full-blown invasion. She could hear the name-calling and slogans being chanted. This mob was polarized. The ones with weapons and masks seemed to move quickly to the dorms, they wanted death. While the others group of non-face mask people started to mill about.

“Ryan… look there is two groups out there. Mask vs non-masks. We can stay here. We are sitting ducks. We are super heroes. We need to act.”

“They have guns!” Ryan pointed out.

“Yes, and we have super powers.” Kim countered. She actually had no super strength right now. But she knew where she could get a gun. She looked to her van, then she gasped. Some of the masked men attacked her van and no other cars.

“Ryan… look my van!” Kim gasped.

They smashed the driver’s side window and opened the door… they looked inside the van for something or someone. Finding no one, one of the men shot a hole into a tire, disabling the van.

“Some of these people are after me, us” Kim concluded.

“Fuck” Ryan gasped.

The guards were getting better organized around the main guard station. They were not many guards, but they were armed. Objects were being thrown at them by the zealots, but the guard started using tear gas. It was producing a smoking battlefield and soon Kim and Ryan had difficulty seeing what was happening.

“We need to help the guards. Let go” Kim said as she ran to the bathroom and got two hand towels wet. She also went to her school bag and grabbed her chemistry goggles. She tied one wet towel around Ryan nose and mouth. “For the tear gas” She told him. She also put the goggles in his face. Then she held a wet towel to her face. Kim had no goggles… for herself.

“Let’s go” she said as they ran out of her dorm room. Iana, the dutch exchange student, was in the hallway.

“Come on” Kim encouraged her

“Ja” Iana agreed. She ran after Kim and Ryan.

The invaders broke through the main door to Kim’s dorm. The some of the religious mob followed them. Kim, Ryan, and Iana left the dorm via a side entrance. Kim hit by tear gas cloud and her eyes watered badly, but she could breathe. Then she was grabbed by a protester. She immediately twisted the protester hold, into a hold of her own, and applied enough pressure that she brought him to his knees in an arm bar as she neatly stepped behind him. He howled in pain. Her police training had worked perfectly.

“FUCK YOU” she screamed as she kicked the man in the face. Knocking him out.

Kim was having trouble seeing, but if she shut her eyes when the gas got thick, she could make this work. Ryan was having no trouble breathing or seeing.

 

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Officer Weiss and her reaction team were barreling towards the college in their SWAT vans. "Mount the curb!" she commanded while riding shotgun in the lead van. Traffic was a near standstill. People jumped out of the way to escape the police vehicles as they knocked over a couple of display stands. Their calls to the college were going unanswered. The security office may be overrun, she thought. In her haste to go, all she had was her sidearm and radio. Still wearing her green workout clothes, she linked up her officers.

The security office was not overrun, it was burnt. A bunch of instigators found the office, threw in both smoke grenades and flashbangs before a couple of Molotov cocktails set the place on fire. Only Officers Sandy and Cassie were in there and they escaped, albeit dazed from the concussions.

Both of them staggered into the courtyard. An officer lay on the ground, hit in the head by something. He was live though unconcious. A pistol in each hand, Cassie fired into the crowd. Fuck identifying anyone. Everyone here was a target. Beside her, Officer Sandy racked a twelve-gauge shotgun loaded with slugs and fired, her breasts jiggling with each discharge.

I grabbed Kim by the hand and Iana by the shoulder. "Keep your eyes shut!" I told them, and ran through the stinging haze. They coughed. The smoke burned their throats. We got into a clearing and got fresh air. Crouching beside some building steps, we saw the carnage. There were fires as Molotov cocktails ignited. People were randomly firing in every direction. We saw one student, someone unknown to us, being dragged out of the dorms by their collar. Thrown to the ground, the person pleaded for their life before the crowd began pummeling them with fists and clubs. No sign of Mya or Marilyn. Nor Tredger, Bastion or Melissa. Fuck! My cellphone was in my pocket. It was getting no service. "Fuck!" I growled. We didn't know if the police were coming. The security officers were fighting but too few in number.

"We gotta fight!" Kim pleaded. "If we don't, they'll destroy everything!"

She was right.

How though? Taking a peek, I saw a cluster of protestors with their backs to us. They had weapons but they also had masks, Kim and Iana could use those. "We just gotta get those idiots to come this way and I can get them" holding my formed clubs.

"Allow me" Iana nodded. Drawing a breath and closing her eyes, she held out her right hand. Straining, she conjured up a near perfect image of herself that began to run first towards those protestors. When they saw 'her', Iana's clone turned about in fright and began running away.

"GET THE FREAK!" they shouted and gave chase.

Hiding in the shadows, I drew my clubs and when I saw the first foot around the steps, I rose and swung. My aim was true and I caught a guy right in the face. The man's legs flew into the air then he crashed onto the ground with a sickening crack. When the other protestors froze, both Iana and Kim jumped on them.

Iana's fingers dug into a instigator's face, driving her thumbs into his eyes. The man screamed but she didn't let up, blood shot out of the sockets. Kim gave another a sick left hook that caught him in the jaw. He was out like a light, falling to the ground like a wet noodle. Standing before another instigator, Kim yelled, "C'mon! You don't like it when they fight back!?" The instigator had a club of his own but was intimidated. His hesitation, eyes fixated on her, allowed me to crack his skull with a blow to the top of his head with a club. The other instigators broke and ran. I grabbed the mask off one and gave it to Kim. The mask was too big for her so she gave it to Iana, and it fit. We stripped these monsters of their weapons and stuffed them into a backpack.

"Okay. If we're going to fight, we need to pick a good spot" I said. "A good defensive area. We make our stand and others will come to us."

"Where, though?" coughed Kim.

"The center courtyard" I said. "We stay in a building, they'll just set it on fire."

"They got guns. We'll be out in the open" Kim pointed out.

"Yes," then I pointed at two of the buildings lining the courtyard that were already on fire, illuminating a portion of the grass. "But everyone will see us" I said. "If other mutants see us, they can rally with us. We can combine our powers and fight back. We can get with some of the security officers as well." A flash-bang went off nearby that made us jump, followed by a shriek. "Okay. I'm going there," sliding the backpack loops around my arms. "I'm going to make a stand. I may not make it, but I'm going to at least try." I wasn't going to order Kim or Iana to sacrifice themselves with me. Instead, I just nodded to them, turned and ran towards the courtyard.

Left behind, Iana was wide-eyed. She watched me go then looked over at Kim, whom smirked back, "We're dating" Kim said and ran after me, followed by the exchange student.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Sandy and Cassie

The people surrounding Sandy and Cassie in the courtyard started to scream louder. At first, the two security officers could not figure out what was going on. But then they saw Ryan ducking and weaving and hitting the instigators. It was like the man was on a mission. Every attempt to stop him or slow him down was met with a bat to someone’s head. Hands that tried to reach for him were bat away. He was unstoppable.

Just as Ryan pushed past the last ineffectual clutch at him, he burst through the ring of protesters and joined the two security guards.

“I’m here to help” Ryan said gasping for breathe. Then he recognized the two officers. “You two!”

“You” Sandy gasped. It was the student with the huge cock “Oh this is awkward”

Ryan paused for a second and then Kim and Iana, both wearing gas-masks arrived into the middle of the courtyard. They were punching and driving the instigators back. Kim and Iana were both armed now. Kim pull out her gun and screamed “NO ONE FUCKS WITH MY SCHOOL!! ANYONE TRYING ANYTHING IS DEAD”

 

[guyloveshotstories]

My blood was boiling. I wasn't sure if it was because of these protestors or these female security guards. Cheeks blushing red, Cassie brushed some of her messy, sand colored hair away from her dirty face. "Hey, Sandy! Look who it is!" The busty redhead twirled about as she shoved fresh rounds into her empty shotgun. Her green eyes widened in fright.

"Uh, hi?" Sandy quivered.

I pursed my lips then flashed my teeth. Gripping both bats firmly, I wanted to deck these two bimbos over what they did to me.

My attention was diverted for a moment when a injured student staggered up, face bleeding from a gash across his forehead. He collapsed at my feet. Cassie holstered her left pistol then grabbed me with that hand on the forearm. I began to pull away. "Hey, listen!" Cassie pleaded. Our ears were ringing from the gunshots and explosions that she leaned in to me. "We're really sorry about what happened."

Really? They were doing this now?

Cassie continued, "We were...horny..." she turned away, gritting her teeth. "I don't know what came over us. When we saw you, it was, like, you know, a magnet." Beside her, Sandy racked her shotgun and fired it into the center of the courtyard at some black figures. "I have to say, though, guy, you have, I think, the biggest goddamn cock I've ever fucked!" Cassie nervously laughed. It was her way of taking the edge off. She was on all spectrums, scared, angry, sad, horny and more. "If it wasn't the biggest cock, then you, dude...you cum like a fuckin' racehorse!"

Well, thank you, I thought. For a moment we were pulled back to reality when two rioters lit the wicks on a pair of Molotov cocktails. Arcing their arms, they were intent on igniting fires into a growing group. "Hold that thought" Cassie held up a finger from her free hand. Stepping away, drawing both pistols onto the targets, she akimbo fired them at the same time and caught both men before they could throw. One had his cocktail break at his feet, igniting the gasoline and setting his shoes alight. He ran away into the darkness with hotfoot. "Damn I'm good" Cassie smirked.

Going back to the matter, the officer holstered her weapons once again, turned and grabbed me with both arms at the shoulders, "Listen, we're sorry for what we did to you. It wasn't..." gritting her teeth, she had difficulty in thinking of the right words. She liked it but didn't like it, if that made any sense. "It wasn't personal," then shook her head. That came out wrong. "Okay. Okay! Listen, if you agree to not turn us in, we'll-we'll give you the best goddamn threesome you've ever had in your entire fuckin' life!"

"Wait-what?!" Sandy jerked about when hearing that.

"Yes! You can fuck all of our holes. Sandy will tell you, I'm the best goddamn cock-sucker there ever was!"

Going along with it, Sandy turned to us and nodded, "She can swallow a corndog whole with the popsicle stick!"

I shook my head and stepped away. Now wasn't the time to be thinking about sex. To show for it, another protestor charged directly towards me from the darkness. Instead of slapping him around with my bats, I planted my right foot into his chest and dropped him instantly with a thud. Before he could do anything else, I wacked him on the head with a bat, knocking him out. "I'll think about it" I replied to Cassie whom nodded.

Getting back into the fight, Cassie reloaded her pistols and fired beside her partner whom elbowed her in the stomach. "What?" hissed Cassie.

"Are you for real?" Sandy responded with anger.

"What?" Cassie shrugged her shoulders, "You wanted to get that dick again, just like me!"

 

[milkmaiden38]

Defense of the School

The courtyard became the epicenter for the defense of the university. What started with Sandy and Cassie, and grew with Ryan, Kim, and Iana became the rally point for the other gifted students and remaining guards. It also became an attack point for the instigators, who had been paid by the drug dealer. The instigator’s mission was simple, kill the Guzzler.

The 5 defenders were all that stood between the angry protesters and the rest of the school. 5 against so many… but those 5 fought like cornered wild cats. They had started with hand-to-hand combat, but it soon escalated. Pushing and hit, changed to bats and bricks. Then guns were pulled out, and it turned into a gun battle.

This broke up the mob of normal protestors, but not the instigators. Luckily by this time, more students and guards had come to help the 5 defenders. A flimsy set of barricades, a few overturned desks and 2 cars, became defensive structures to hide behind as bullets were flying.

“Everyone, save your ammo” Kim yelled concerned they would run out before the instigators. She was crouched behind a desk. She could hear the bullets pinging off the metal legs of the desk.

“We have a box of .22” Myra yelled back. Myra and Marilyn had joined the defenders.

“Ryan watch your 3 o'clock, one is trying to get around you!” Cassie yelled from behind the car.

“I see him!” Ryan yelled back.

Kim’s desk was being riddled with bullets. “They really don’t like me” Kim commented, keeping her head down. But the focus on Kim was a big advantage for the other defenders. Iana popped up from her position and fired her gun as she yelled “Klootzak”. She took out the instigator she was shooting at.

“Violence is so stupid” Marilyn yelled “Let’s make love, not war” She was yelling to the instigators.

The car she was hiding behind was showered with bullets. "I guess that was a no, so uncool" Marilyn said

“We are not going to win this” commented a guard, Kim had not met.

“Yes, we are, we just need to hang on until the police get here.” Kim said.

“Guzzler” someone yelled from an open window in the occupy dorm building. “I have one of your fellow students. You need to show yourself, or I’m going to kill him”

The shooting in the courtyard stopped as everyone waited to hear an answer. Kim knew it was a trap. Kim also knew her identity as The Guzzler was only known by her friends. If she stood up, everyone would know her. Her superpower was too dangerous to fall into anyone’s hands. She could not stand it, but she knew she could not show herself.

Lucky for her, a SWAT team megaphone broke the silence. “THIS IS THE POLICE. THE SCHOOL IS SURROUNDED. EVERYONE DROP YOUR GUNS AND COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP”

 

[guyloveshotstories]

"FUCK! IT'S THE COPS! RUN!" people began screaming and running away. Explosions rippled through the courtyard as the police fired tear gas and flashbangs. Our ears were ringing but we took it. The hostage-taker couldn't tell who Guzzler was now as everyone was up and running about.

Officer Wiess advanced in line with SWAT officers, pistol in hand. Every person they came upon was detained to be identified. Protestors, instigators, and students were not wearing uniforms so some of the enemy tried to shed their backpacks and masks and blend in with the students. It didn't work. One that tried to blend in was picked out by the students because of the gloves he wore that smelled of gasoline.

Taking a knee beside Kim, I was looking about, slightly dazed by the explosions when Weiss came up to us, "You two!" she exclaimed just as two SWAT officers were about to arrest us. "No. No. They're students" Weiss told them and they backed off.

"She's with us" I pointed out Iana.

"Okay. You stay here. We're going to secure the school" Weiss nodded to us and took off. There were more explosions then bursts of automatic fire. The rioters had no stomach to fight police. One tried to whip out a MAC10 but fumbled with it. By the time he held it right, an officer shot him in the chest with a beanbag round that dropped him. It didn't kill him. Officers Cassie and Sandy were with the police and happily taking down these guys. Cassie chased on then did a flying tackle. Rolling around on the ground, the limber Cassie got the much bigger man in a triangle choke. He was tapping, giving up, Cassie refused to stop until Sandy caught up and slapped the cuffs on him. "This is almost as good as sex!" Cassie exclaimed.

That's when I remembered the others. Mya and Marilyn were with us, tending to the many wounded, but what about Melissa, Tredger and Bastion? Shit! They could be among the body. They found a first aid kit and were tending to the many wounded students. One was propped up against a broken desk, blood streaming down his face from where a bullet grazed him. By him, a rioter lay dead, stabbed by a student's morphed blade.

Kim had no intention of staying put. Craning her head back towards the building, she could see the silhouette of a person still there. Police were too busy clearing the area. It could take hours before they could reach that hostage, if there was one. 'No time' she thought.

Rising up and running for the building, Kim paused just long enough to shout something towards me but I could not hear over the shooting. Officers were running past me, going after the rioters. I didn't know what else to do, I went after her but she had a head start. Iana didn't know what else to do either and seeing the only two people she knew running towards one of the buildings, she figured it was for a reason and went after us.

"Hey...wait" I called to Kim. She paused at the front entrance to the building. I was gasping for breath, my adrenalin was fading.

"We can't wait" Kim whispered then checked her pistol. Eight rounds. Gritting her teeth then looking up, the figure wasn't there anymore. "They're looking for m-" flicking her eyes at Iana as she ran up to join us. "....Guzzler. We have to stop them before anyone else gets hurt."

"If they're barricaded in one of the rooms," I said, "It'll be a shooting gallery."

"Yeah. We need a distraction to get us in there" Kim scratched her chin. Then we both looked over at a perplexed Iana, "Vas?"

 

[milkmaiden38]

Kim, Ryan, and Iana

“We need an Iana clone” Kim suggested to Iana.

“OH” Iana replied. She closed her eyes, she held out her right hand. It took a few seconds but her conjured up a near perfect image of herself. The clone went off to “attack” the building.

Her clone was running between some bushes in front of the building window. The instigators started shooting at the replicate of Iana as Kim and Ryan snuck through a back door and were in the building.

“That was easy” Kim said to Ryan

"Yes" Ryan agreed

They went up the stairs to the 2nd floor. As they peeked down the corridor, they saw the 3 instigators crouched by the westside windows, shooting at the clone below. Kim aimed and shot the first instigator, before he could turn his head towards them. Ryan shot the second shooter. He grabbed his leg and yelled in pain. Both shots were not lethal. The 3rd Instigator dropped his gun and raised his hands. Kim and Ryan ran forward, but they found the room empty.

“They were full of shit. They never captured a student” Kim concluded.

Sanjo, Dr. Ziegler, and Mr. Rockford

Sanjo’s mouth was bleeding, she was sure of that. There was no mistaking that distinct copper taste that ran over her tongue. So was her forehead. The rest of her was in good shape, although her gun was empty of ammo. There were 8 dead or knocked out instigators around her. She looked over to Dr Ziegler, there were three dead instigators outside her window. She was not too banged up.

Then she looked over to Mr Rockford. The man’s suit was ruined. There was blood all over his white shirt. He still held the letter opener, which was now dripping blood. One dead instigator lay at his feet.

“I think that is the last of them.” Sanjo stated, wiping the blood from her mouth.

“You were amazing. I have never seen someone fight like that. The way you used your head and knees. You were unstoppable!” Mr Rockford said.

"I practice a form of Krav Maga, combined with Muay Thai. Krav Maga is meant to cause serious injury to the opponent. As a Krav Maga practitioner, I can neutralize both armed and unarmed situations effectively. The fighting style however has no spiritual basis, so I integrated Muay Thai. That fighting style is spiritual, and effective. It relies on the use of elbows, knees, and the head, which are better to inflict damage on another without sustaining injuries to yourself, if done right.” Sanjo explained.

“Schall ve examine zee damage to zee rest of zee school?” Dr. Ziegler asked

 

[guyloveshotstories]

We have some questions

No hostage. Good for us. Not good for these instigators. We took their weapons and ripped off their backpacks and masks showing that they were young guys, about my age, eyes wide as saucers as they cowered against the wall. First they were being badasses, taunting and threatening, now they were crying like babies. We didn't have any compassion for them. They had damaged everything that we cared about. For all we knew, Melissa and the others were dead out there.

Towering over the three, I growled, "I want some answers. Who sent you?"

"It was us," said the one I shot in the leg. "It was us, all us."

"Bullshit" spat Kim. "A bunch of knuckleheads like you don't have the ability to form an attack like this. You needed help. Who was it?"

"No one!" cried the victim of Kim's shot in his right wrist, that he clutched tightly, blood oozing from it.

"No one, huh?" I picked up their weapons, one was a MAC10 converted to full auto and two Glock19s and plenty of ammunition, a couple Molotov cocktails, and smoke bombs. "A lot of firepower for a bunch of minimum wage goons!" They said nothing in return.

Knowing that were not going to get anywhere with threats, Kim crouched in front of them and pointed at the bleeding wrist. "You see that?" she pointed at the wound. "You're bleeding. Same for your buddy here. You're going to keep bleeding until you pass out. If you pass out, well, with all the shit that's going on around us, it could take hours before anyone notices that you're here."

Standing behind her and catching on, "And it could take another couple of hours until they can get you to a hospital."

"Right" Kim smirked. "So, here's how it's gonna work, you tell us who sent you, and we'll help you."

Feeling that she was being genuine, the wrist wounded man curled and pressed his back against the wall. "It was online. It was done online. We part of a flash mob. We were sent here by a guy named DM. That's what he calls himself. Just DM. He wanted to find this one mutant named The Guzzler."

"Vreetzak?" Iana whispered beside him. "Wie is de guzzler?" We had to explain that to her later.

"We were promised a bounty, $10,000 if we found the Guzzler and killed her. $20,000 if we took her alive. Everyone else, everyone else..."

"Kill everyone else?" Kim pursed her lips.

"Yeah" he groaned.

Not helping matters, my victim decided to tack on, "We were also told, if we found a hot mutant, that we could bang them" then his eyes lifted to the now glaring looking Iana.

"Today is not your lucky day" Kim stood up. "Where can we find DM?"

"I don't know," they also said. "It's all done online. DM contacts our leaders, the leaders contact us."

"Fine!" I replied. "Take me to your leader!"

"We don't know where he is. Honestly!" they cried.

"Okay. Let's go" Kim turned to me.

"You said you would help us!" cried Kim's victim.

"You're right" Kim responded. Digging into the captured bag, she found a small bandage and flung it towards the three. "Now you're going to see real loyalty." We departed the building. The three instigators didn't know what she meant by that until after we left. The one man not wounded, when he saw his chance, got up and bolted, leaving his two wounded comrades who pleaded for him to come back. With only one bandage and two serious wounds, the remaining two began to argue over who got the bandage.

Walking back outside, we paused and looked around. Police were rounding up more the rioters and instigators, herding them to the opposite side of the courtyard from the burning buildings. The area was still not secure, no firefighters or paramedics can get to quell the fires or treat the many wounded.

As per usual for any situation nowadays, with the glow of the fires was the glow of the cellphones as people decided to become news reporters and document everything going on around them.

The three of us huddled together as Kim looked through the backpacks we captured, "Ah-ha!" pulling out an intact iPad and a cellphone. "Now we're getting somewhere".

We didn't say it in front Iana, but we could take a good guess as to who DM was. That guy had a bead on us and desperately wanted Kim, or The Guzzler, dead. No one here was safe. That didn't mean we were just going to give up. Sliding her arms through the backpack loops, Kim was going to keep them. When we got the chance, we were going to look for this DM guy. But first we had to make sure that our friends were unharmed. If they were, we could use them.

"If you don't mind" Iana spoke slowly. "I would like to stay with you two. I don't know anyone here."

Looking at each other for a moment, "Sure. Come with us."

Dr. Ziegler, Sanjo, and Mr. Rockford

Outside of the office was just carnage. Being a doctor, Angela went to a person laying on their back, spread eagle, not moving. Taking a knee beside him, she placed two fingers against his throat and felt nothing. "Mein gott" she grumbled. A stone's throw away, the dorm burned brightly.

Fishing out her cellphone, Sanjo tried to call Mr. Davenport and inform him on the situation. By now everyone seemed to know what was happening as there were two news helicopters orbiting above the school.

Cleaning up the mess

Officer Weiss teamed up with Officers Sandy and Cassie and two other security officers and chased after the last of the instigators, right out the front gate where it all started. A van was waiting for them, side door open, the driver calling out to them. "Stop, or we'll shoot!" Weiss yelled, drawing down her pistol. One of the instigators turned with his pistol in hand, and Weiss fired, followed by Sandy and Cassie. That one dropped. The others threw themselves into the van and it bolted down the road and got away.

"Damn!" growled Weiss.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Kim, Ryan, and Iana

No one said a word as they walked back to Kim’s dorm room. Once inside, Kim grabbed her hidden bottle of vodka out of her freezer. She poured everyone shots.

“Drink this” She said to Ryan and Iana. They looked unsure. She added “Trust me” then she slammed hers down. Ryan and Iana did too.

As the alcohol helped ease the pain of what happened. The three started planning.

“We have to end this now.” Kim suggested to Ryan. “I’ll pretend to be the Guzzler… and set up a meeting between DM and me. Then it will end, one way or another…”

“What? No!” Ryan said.

Iana agreed “That is very dangerous!”

“I know it is dangerous, but so is staying here. DM attacked the school, causing all those deaths, just to get one person. At least if we set up the spot, all of you will be hidden around the meeting place. Together, we can take this DM out.” Kim suggested.

Everyone thought about the plan, but said nothing. Finally, Kim changed the subject and asked Ryan “Do you think Tredger, Melissa, and Bastion are ok?”

“I sent them texts… when they get back on line, we’ll know” Ryan answered “until then, I guess we’ll just need to wait”

“Who are Tredger, Melissa, and Bastion?” Iana asked. Kim and Ryan explained about their superhero club and some of their missions and training. Ryan and Kim were careful not to let her know Kim was actually the Guzzler.

As they waited, and drank some more, everyone started to get “friendly”. Iana explained that in Holland, everyone was very open about sex. This resulted in Kim and Iana kissing in front of Ryan as a demonstration of something you’d see in Holland. Soon everyone was kissing and Kim and Iana started to remove Ryan’s clothing!

 

[guyloveshotstories]

Officers Cassie and Sandy

Some of the instigators escaped. Damn. The gate was closed and locked once again. This time a cruiser was pushed up to barricade it and armed guards posted. If they tried again, those fools would face a barrage of fire from live rounds.

The fighting inside was virtually over, the last of the instigators and protestors were rousted from their hiding spots and arrested. It was finally deemed secure to allow in the firefighters and ambulances.

"Our job is done" sighed a worn out, blood spattered, Cassie. Sitting beside her was her equally exhausted partner, Sandy. "Now it's up to the donut eaters to deal with this shit." Drawing her warm weapon across her lap, Cassie combed her hair with both hands.

Sandy laid on her back, soiled uniform in tatters, head buzzing and ears aching. "I could really use a drink right now."

"Me too" Cassie pursed her lips. "Hey. What do you say we go back to my place? I got a bottle of good whiskey. We share a bottle and fuck my boyfriend?"

Turning her head, "What?"

"Yeah. Why not?" chuckled Cassie. "He's going to be so worried about me that he'll want to have make up sex."

Thinking for a moment, "Fine" scoffing, Sandy painfully stood up. They walked past the smoldering bits of one building and the bodies of cut down instigators. "Are you serious about that guy, Ryan?" she asked in a serious moment. "Having a threesome?"

"Fuck yeah!" Cassie exclaimed. "I'm dead serious." Maybe not the right words right now. "I'll do it! You should join me!"

Looking at her partner and shaking her head dismissively, "Does it bother you, you know, being this horny all the time?"

"Me? Naw" Cassie waved a hand at her.

"You have a boyfriend!" Sandy pointed out.

"So?" Cassie retorted. "I've been banging Dixon almost as long as I've been with Dylan!" then she bellowed with laughter.

Officer Weiss

Going down a line of prisoners, people sitting on their knees with hands behind their heads or cuffed behind their backs. Backpacks cut off, masks removed. They were now cowering. "Where's your leader?" she demanded. None of them spoke. "Fine! Then you're all under arrest for terrorism and murder."

"We didn't murder anyone!" one of them broke their silence.

"You did!" Officer Weiss pointed out the body of a dead instigator laying in the courtyard, half his body covered in a blue tarp. "See your dead friend there? He's dead because of your actions, all of yours. You didn't kill him yourself, but your plan, your involvement, your reckless actions, felony murder. Take them away!" flicking her wrist. She didn't say for murder of any dead special students because she didn't know if any were killed, she prayed none of them were.

What compounded problems was the Press. They were swarming the perimeter trying to get an exclusive. Action 10 News Reporter Marie de la Vega was one of the first on scene, "This is the scene at Davenport's School for Special People, chaos as a group of armed men stormed the campus and set fire to at least one building." As her report was being broadcast, there were intercuts of footage taken from multiple people, including students, that showed brief videos of the fighting, some mutants putting up a fight and others being brutalized.

Dr. Ziegler and Mr. Rockford and Sanjo

All three were detained by Weiss in order to be screened. They were quickly cleared but they were not allowed to go back into the campus to aid the students as they were combing through the people to weed out any hideouts and to get statements.

Sitting at a picnic table on the edge of the school Dr. Ziegler made a call back to her house quickly explaining the situation and that she would be home shortly.

Sanjo finished her call to Mr. Davenport. He was on his way. It was the first time she ever heard him be angry and curse, not towards her, but towards the event. Looking over at her lawyer, Mr. Rockford, he was a nervous wreck. "I killed someone. Holy shit!" he gasped, body trembling.

Reaching over the table, Sanjo grasped his hand to bring him back. "You did what you had to" she said softly, with compassion in her voice. "They got in and if it wasn't for you, they would have killed us." It had a little comfort for the man. He was a lawyer, not a fighter. The stabbing he did was a kneejerk reaction to a man charging towards him. It was a miracle that he hit the right spot, the jugular veins. "Are you going to be okay for tonight?"

"I don't know" he gasped.

Dr. Ziegler sat on the opposite side of him and touched his hand. She was impressed by his bravery just as much as he was impressed with them. "Why don't one of us take you home, Mr. Rockford?"

A friendly threesome

The fighting got me pumped, the vodka got me tingling, watching two women make out was getting me horny. Then they started to pull off my clothes. I didn't protest. First went the shirt, up and over my head. When the flesh was exposed, both women were tenderly kissing the shoulders on down, slowly. Off came the pants and then the boxers. When my rod came out, they didn't go for it. "Watch this..." Kim whispered to Iana then they went back to making out in front of me.

Kim liked Iana, she had a talented tongue and her ass was fun to play with. Sanjo was smoking hot and her ass was virtually perfect, however, Iana's ass was large and soft, you could slap it and it would jiggle for a minute! Kim even demonstrated it by slapping her ass in her tight jeans and it still jiggled.

They made out and I was stroking myself, getting hard, and got bigger. "Ik hou van Amerikaans..." Iana gasped.

"You're going to like him a lot more when you see what he can do with it" whispered Kim. "Why don't you get a taste of him, and see."

Perhaps misunderstanding her meaning, instead of going down below, Iana crawled on top of me and laid herself out and gently ground her body into me. My hands went for her large ass and squeezed it over her tight jeans. Between us was my firm member. On her knees beside us, Kim was all smiles, playfully slapping the Dutch's dumptruck ass until my member popped out underneath her.

 

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Officer Weiss

“Officer Weiss” one of the uniformed officers said as he came up to the “on-scene” commander.

“Yes” Weiss replied.

“We have confirmed 4 students have been killed. There are also about 40 injured.” The Officer reported.

“Which students, what were their powers?” Weiss asked. She was worried it might have been some of the students she had been training.

“We are still getting names, but their powers were Breathing water, causing rain storms, generating a cooling effect and an ability to talk to birds” The Officer explained.

“Ok” Weiss said, but she was relieved it was none of the students she knew.

“As for the rioters” The Officer said, and Weiss stopped him.

“I think we should call them murders…” She stated.

“Ma’am, It appears there were two groups. A large group of protesters… a small but ruthless group of Instigators. The protesters have been protesting for a while at the gate… but the instigators were the ones which broke it down and tried to kill the guards and students. I have lots of injured protestors, but no deaths. About 30 instigators were killed.” The officer said.

“Anything else?” Weiss asked.

“A TV reporter wants an interview. A Ms Marie de la Vega” The officer reported.

Kim, Iana, and Ryan

Kim grabbed Ryan’s big throbbing dick and stroked it as she said “Ryan… unzip her jeans”

"Sure." Ryan agreed as he kissed Iana ear. Iana moaned in response and squirmed eagerly on top of Ryan. Kim heard the zipper being undone. Then she pulled off Iana pants.

Iana raised her hips as Ryan’s hands returned to her plush ass. Kim had her hand between Iana’s legs and was rubbing her pussy. The woman was soaking wet.
“I think she is ready” Kim said giggling as her hand was soaked in Iana’s pussy juices. Kim grabbed Ryan’s huge cock and guided it to her pussy. He plunged into her pussy as Iana moaned, a lusty look in her eyes.

"Ride that cock” Kim said as Iana moved on top of Ryan. Ryan moaned as his monster cock was buried deep in her womb.

"WOW… Vas a COCK” Iana cooed, working her hips against Ryan. Ryan gripped her plush hips and directed her rhythm. He felt how his cock stretch her pussy lips. He felt how tight she was. He shoved deeper into her and she squealed with joy.

Iana rode his cock as her big ass bounced on his legs. Ryan wanted to look at her great ass, fuck it, but he let have her fun first. Let her ride his cock until she was done. It did not take much time as she rode his cock hard. After about minute, she gasped and quivered on top of him… Then she went limp, her breathing coming hard as she orgasmed on his cock.

 

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Officer Weiss

"I hate reporters" Weiss grumbled. "God damn it. Fine. I'll talk to them. Where's the bitch?" The other officer pointed out where de la Vega was standing, her back to the officers, talking to the camera on the perimeter of the crime scene.

"I just hope I don't strangle her" Weiss spoke openly. Walking over, Weiss was formatting what to say that wouldn't jeopardize the investigation while also not giving disdain towards the reporters, no names could be given. What would happen if she gave the name of a student, even just an injured one, to the news and their parents happened to be watching? They would have a heart attack or a stroke!

Reporter de la Vega was a young, beautiful Hispanic woman with light skin and long black hair, dark brown eyes and athletic figure. Normally she would wear something revealing because it would lure men to talking to her and they would give away juicy bits after oogling at her chest or backside. The news agency, however, told her to stop doing it because they wanted a more 'family friendly' appearance. Couldn't show cleavage so she wore tight shirts and slacks that showed her figure. Glancing over her shoulder at the scene, de la Vega saw Weiss approaching, "I'm joined now by one of the officers who can shed light on the situation. Excuse me, officer..."

"Weiss. My name is Officer Weiss" was the reply in a low, flat tone.

"What can you tell us? What are the casualties? Is this an attack perpetuated by anti-mutants?"

"We can't say for certain yet" Weiss drew a deep breath. "Right now we're gathering evidence."

"Are there any dead?" de la Vega firmly asked, hoping for juicy numbers. "Have you told the families yet?"

"I cannot say for certain..." Weiss replied, glossing over the fact that there were rows of bodies laid out in the courtyard. The exposed ones were of the instigators. The covered ones were the students. "What I can say is that there was an organized attack against the school. We do not know who is responsible or why it was carried out. I will not make speculations at this time. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to my officers."

Starting to walk away, de la Vega called out, "Do you think that tonight would change the public's feelings towards mutants?" Weiss didn't answer. Deep down, however, the officer hope it would, for the better.

Dr. Ziegler, Mr. Rockford, and Sanjo

"I'll tell you what" Dr. Ziegler said. "I'll take you home," to Mr. Rockford. "You're not in good enough condition do drive anyway. "Dis is hypertension. It's almost az bad as alcohol. Come now," grasping his left arm and standing up with him. They had given their statements to the police, handed over their weapons for the investigation. There was nothing left for them to do.

Just before they left, Dr. Ziegler stopped in front of Sanjo, lowering her spattered face. "Liszen" the doctor whispered. "I know your only doing your job. So...I underztand what you have to do." With that she and Mr. Rockford departed.

Sanjo still had the recording. During the fight she pocketed it and at first thought it was smashed from all the action. Nope. It was still intact. Seeing her friend leave, after what happened in the office, part of Sanjo wanted to take the recording and throw into the fire. No one would know. The place was still in confusion. But she remembered her obligation to her students, their safety was their utmost concern and they failed for several of them lay dead nearby. It was still wrong what the doctor did, even if she defended the campus. Perhaps with that in mind, the Board would show leniency.

Her concentration was broken by her phone ringing. Answering it with a cough and a sniff, her eyes watered at the familiar voice on the other end that spoke with concern that Sanjo talked over them. "Hey, babe. Yeah. Yeah. I'm fine. It's crazy down here. Can you come pick me up? I don't think I can drive right now. Okay. I'll see you soon. Love you, too."

The Threesome

Iana was panting hard, sweating beading on her forehead as she brushed her hair away from her face. "Mijn God" she gasped. "Can I borrow your vriendje for awhile?"

"My what?" Kim raised an eyebrow.

"Sorry, I mean-your boyfriend. May I borrow your boyfriend for awhile?" Iana smiled. "All i've had iz a dildo sinz I've moved here."

"Hehehe. Maybe. I always do love to maintain foreign relations" Kim wagged her eyebrows at the Dutch woman.

"A little backdoor diplomacy?" Iana wiggling her large ass. It jiggled freely. Such a sight to behold that Kim grasped and squeezed her cheeks.

"Sure. Why not?" Kim bit her lower lip then gave her a spank. "Let him show you how his diplomacy works."

Sliding off, Iana was coaxed onto her belly beside me and pulled me up so I could come around and do doggystyle. Following me with her eyes, Iana was a little apprehensive as she followed my dangling rod with her eyes. To keep her at ease, Kim lay beside her, eye to eye, hand stroking the Dutch's back. The head rubbed against her tight lips and Iana tensed up then relax then gasped feeling every inch crawl inside of her all the way to the sack, then she breathed sharply.

"How does that feel, Iana?" I asked when pressing it in all the way, leaning my body into her until the flesh of her ass was pressing against my pelvis. Looking down, my cock had completely disappeared inside of her. Oh God it felt so good feeling her muscles wrap tightly around my member, each thump against her backside made her flesh jiggle freely, like it had a mind of its own. Iana didn't have a large rack but her ass was something else that even Kim admired it, slapping it with both palms that it left light red marks. The Dutch woman didn't mind it, she kinda liked it, looking back with her thumb pinched lightly between her jaws.

"Booty like this" smiled Kim, "You'd have boys beating off for you everywhere."

"De do!" Iana gasped, shuddering as she felt me slam into her. "I hear a lot of guys that think mein ass is fake, that they want to touch it. I know that one fool wants to cum all over mein ass" rolling her eyes.

"You don't like cum?" gasped Kim, slightly offended.

"I do!" Iana laughed. "I love cum!" wiping her lips with the tip of her tongue back towards me, it spurred me to ram her hard and fast for a few seconds that she panted and laid herself out."That one" Iana panted after catching her breath and running her fingers through her hair, "A real pervert, trying to grab my ass or take pictures of it," once more rolling her eyes. She never gave a name but it sounded familiar.

"What about me?" I asked, pulling out and stroking to keep myself hard then slapping her ass with the length.

"Mmmm You can do whatever you want to me" Iana smiled widely. "Can I borrow your boyfriend someday, alstublieft? I promise to not break him."

"That depends," Kim smirked, watching the show beside us. "What's in it for me?"

"Vell, I do like to have desert after my meal," said Iana, grasping Kim's chest with one hand, pulling her in and sliding her pink tongue down my girlfriend's throat with ease.

"You like desert" Kim pulled back a bit, "Since you're getting stuffed, do you like a little dressing."

"Hehe. Ja!" exclaimed Iana.

"Watch this" Kim directed, beckoning the Dutch woman to crawl away and sit beside her, the two kissed and fondled each other's chest while I beat off in front of them. Kim didn't let Iana know what was going to happen until I groaned and she said, "Open your mouth and you might want to close your eyes". Think it was half in jest, Iana opened her mouth but didn't close her eyes and was blinded when a wave of rich, thick, white spunk slapped her face as she laughed. Rather than let the rest glaze her body, Iana slapped my hand aside, grasped my member and swallowed it, tongue wrapping around it and suckling for all its worth. My body pulsated as she sucked me dry.

Turned on by everything, seeing Iana so enthralled, Kim wanted a piece of the action, reached over and grasped my member. It went quickly, so quickly my eyes saw it but my brain didn't react. Kim took my still pumping cock and shoved it into her mouth and began slurping and sucking, feeling the hot cum splatter against the back of her throat then flow and fill her belly. "Mmmmm" Kim muttered, "Ya-" her eyes widened then nervously looked up.

I don't remember what happened after that. My mind went blank and I fell to the floor. "RYAN!" Kim screamed, jumping up and running to me.

"Vas happened?" gasped Iana standing over me. "Is he breathing?"

"He's breathing" Kim replied, hand over my heart.

"He looks....drained" Iana curiously replied as she noted my pail flesh, glazed over eyes, and dumbstruck look upon my face. Her eyes widened as Iana looked over at Kim and realized who she really was.

 

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Iana, Kim, and Ryan

Kim loved each delicious burst of cum Ryan squirted in her mouth. She played with the cum with her tongue and then swallowed it all. MMMM, she loved the thick, creamy, white, juice. Then Ryan fainted and Kim realized what she had done.

“OH SHIT” she thought.

Iana thought Kim might have killed Ryan, caused a heart attack or something. But Kim knew better. Then Iana, the smart dutch student, figure out who Kim was.

“You are the Guzzler” Iana gasped.

“Yes” Kim admitted “But you can’t tell anyone, I’ll explain everything, but first I need to take care of Ryan” She told Iana.

“Vhat did you do to him?” Iana asked

“I have a superpower” Kim said “But like superman, I have a weakness too. My superpower makes me LOVE to suck on cocks! I'm totally addicted to it! and LOVE CUM, that is my weakness” Kim explained

“So when Ryan started cumming… I kind of lost control.” Kim said with guilt in her voice.

“Vhat happen to Ryan?” Iana asked

“He is under my spell. He cannot lie to me right now. And I can order him to do things. As long as it is not self-destructive, or total against his character.” Kim said.

“Ryan, wake up.” Kim said.

Ryan woke up and looked at Kim.

“Ryan, Iana feels bad, can you give me all the money out of your wallet, so I can give it to her” Kim suggested.

“Sure, Kim” Ryan said and went over and emptied his wallet and handed Kim his money

“See” Kim said to Iana.

“Wow, that is amazing” Iana said.

“I gain his strength as well and lastly. Ryan will remember none of this. It is like he will have amnesia.” Kim explained.

“So vhat is the problem?” Iana asked.

Kim sighed “It is not very ethical. I have taken away his will. He is like a slave. Even minor alterations to Ryan’s memories is a total violation and intrusive breach of his confidence.”

Iana understood what Kim was saying but then she said “Kim, you are being too hard on yourself. People are always trying to manipulate others. Think about advertising or political “spin” of commentators. They use images, and words, to charm us to buy something or enthrall us to fight in wars… all of it is deceptive.”

“But Ryan is my boyfriend” Kim said

“Boyfriends… ve lie and obscure information to them the most. Ve always tell them they are the best lovers… and they tell us Ve look great in a dress. Ve create a reality in the other person’s mind that drives them to our desired action.” Iana said

“I guess my power are an extreme example of that. If I make sure there is no malicious intent, I shouldn’t feel too bad.” Kim agreed.

“Ryan, please go back to sleep until the spell wears off. When you wake up, please just be yourself” Kim told him. Ryan went back to sleep.

While Iana and Kim waited for Ryan to wake up. Kim explained how her powers could be used to start wars and get information from anyone. So it was important that no one knew who the guzzler was.

Iana listened careful, until Kim was done. Then she suggested remarkable.

“Kim, with your powers you can also do a lot of good. Think about therapy, imagine those who suffer from PTSD. You could instantly heal them by removing or blocking those traumatic memories. Imagine those who suffer from depression, you could be a mood stabilizer for them.” Iana suggested

“I had not thought of that…” Kim said

“Vhen you say you “get” Ryan’s strength, does that include his superpowers?” Iana asked

“I don’t know… with normal humans it is just their strength” Kim said, but then she remembered her phone caught fire after sucking off Bastion. His superpower was fire. “Wait… let me try something.” Kim said. She closed her eyes and focused her mind on having bigger breasts… Iana gasped “WOW”

Kim looked down at her tits. She had grown 2 cups sizes. “Let me try my ass now!” She giggled in excitement. Her nice ass even became better. She had a great bubble butt!

That was when Ryan woke up, free from Kim’s spell

Jarmal Thomas (drug dealer)

Jamal Thomas was chill'in at his crib minding his own business when doorbell rang.

"Jamal, Let me in... I need to talk to you, you Black Bastard." A female voice said

"What Da Fuck!!!" Jamal thought, "Who the fuck is at my door?" Jamal was pissed, the fuck off. There was some female at his door that called him a black bastard. He was black, but not a bastard. He was a drug dealer and had hookers as a side business. But all his bitches knew damn well they can't just come knocking on his fucking door whenever they fucking feel like it.

His bitches knew, if they fucked with him… he’d tattoo "Fuck Me" on their forehead. Jamal was a total asshole and had killed plenty of people to prove it. On his way to the door, he grabbed his fucking gun. He lived in the slums, it was a fucking war zone and you never knew what was around the fucking corner. Even the bitches around here pack heat. That's why he never opened his door unless he got nine in the clip and one in the chamber.

"Open the fucking door, mother-fucker” The female voice yelled. Jamal looked out of the peephole and was shocked. There was a well-dressed old white women standing in front of his door. She looked to be in her 40's and he knew her. The bitch was Pandora Diablo, a rival drug dealer. Jamal opened the door and pointed his gun at her.

"What fuck do you want” Jamal asked

“We need to talk… the people like those freaks now. The attack on the school backfired. We have to do something” Pandora explained.

 

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The best part of waking up is titties and a butt

My mind was black. Utterly black. Slowly I was coming about. There were voices, muffled at first. Looking about in the darkness, my body felt paralyzed. No amount of exertion could lift even a finger. A bright light shined in my eyes. Finally they fluttered open and two dim figures were standing nearby. They didn't see me as my eyes came into focus. They were women and for a moment they were strangers until my mind clicked, Kim and Iana, except Iana was rubbing Kim's bubble butt ass with both hands and playfully slapping them cheeks.

"Ja das is good" Iana smiled. "I may have to borrow you as well. He won't mind, will he?"

"Naw" Kim giggled while feeling Iana's much larger ass, the softness and jiggle. "He'll be fine."

"You're right..." Iana gasped.

"This will be..." Kim began to say before the Dutch woman cut her off.

"Look! Look!" turning Kim about. "He's awake!"

"Ryan!" exclaimed Kim, throwing herself beside me. "Hey, babe" Kim said softly, stroking my hair with her fingertips. "How are you feeling?"

"Wha-what happened?" I groaned. Iana lay on my left and Kim to my right.

Shying away for a moment, Kim tried to put the whole explanation into simple words and thought of what Iana said about lying, so it was more a white lie than a straight forward one.
Because her powers wiped my mind, I was confused so Kim also spiced things up. "But you were great! You helped defend the school and you were great in our threesome."

"Ja" nodded Iana. "If you ever get lonely, you can come visit me" stroking my chest. "I'm quite limber and kinky."

"O-okay" I gasped craning my head about as the motor functions of my body gradually returned. For some reason my eyes were focused on Kim's large breasts. Memory wiped, Kim played with the joke that her breasts and ass had always been this way, since they day they met.

The rest of the gang

Melissa and Hans shuffled out of the dorms and into the cold of the evening. The courtyard was ablaze with artificial light from many portable lamps so the cleanup duties could continue. Melissa was full of fear that she clutched Hans tightly around his waist. For them, they were lucky. During the fight they bunkered inside Hans's room. They could hear people shouting, fighting and shooting out in the hall and outside. The door to the room was barricaded and they hid behind a pile of mattresses, pillows and blankets like a fort in a corner. Someone came by the door and dumped a full magazine into it. Thankfully the steel held and neither of them were harmed. There they stayed until near the end when someone smashed through the window. Wielding a knife this person was screaming, dazed and bug eyed like he was high on crack.

Desiring to protect Melissa, Hans emerged from their fort with the only weapon he could find, a cricket bat he used for practice. Using it like a sword, Hans parried the crazed man's wild thrusts until a chance presented himself and with one massive swing, Hans cracked the guy in the head and dropped him. The guy wasn't dead but would certainly need to see a doctor.

The police came to them and ordered them out of the room for their safety. Melissa was given a blanket that she pulled over her head and shoulders. Needing a place to stay for the night, Melissa said to Hans, "You can stay with me, if you want" giving a thin smile to the German.

"Danke" he replied.

"Before we go back there, though, I need to check on my friends" Melissa whispered. Together they walked back to our dorms. They tried my place but found no one, so they went to Kim's. Knocking, we jumped to our feet, rather-Kim and Iana jumped and I fell over like a newborn foal.

"Who is it!" Kim barked.

"Kim? It's Melissa" a muffled voice replied. "I got Hans here with me."

Nodding to Iana, Kim stepped forward and unlocked the door. Both of the students stepped inside as Kim shut the door and locked it again. For a moment Melissa was confused seeing a stranger like Iana with us. Then again, we were confused seeing this stranger Hans.

"Are you guys okay?" asked Melissa.

"Yeah. We're good" I groaned as I painfully sat up on the bed. "What about you?"

"It was crazy" Melissa whispered, hands grasping Han's arm tight. "Who were those guys?"

"We don't know" Kim said. "I heard some of them say they were sent by someone named DM."

"DM?" Melissa pondered. "I don't know who that could be."

"That's what we hope to figure out, if we can first find Treg, Bass, Mya and Marilyn," Kim replied. "Find them then I propose we go after him."

"Go after him...?" Melissa trailed off. Her concentration was broken by another knock on the door. This time it was Iana who opened it and in rushed the missing Treg and Bass, panting, dirty, lathered in sweat, clothes ripped, and their eyes wide, like they've gone five rounds with a boxer. "What happened to you guys?" Melissa cried.

Before they could answer, another knock came to the door. Opening it revealed sad faced Mya and Marilyn. They had been in the courtyard helping the wounded. Without a word the pair entered the room and sat on the floor and the foot of the bed, heads low.

Without skipping a beat, "Dude, it was nuts!" gasped Bastion as he closed the door behind him. "I don't know who the fuck those guys were, but they were fucking everywhere!" waving his hands above his head. "Jesus! Treg and I hid in one of the dorms, then it caught fire! People were shooting...."

"It was fucking crazy" Treg added. "We got cornered in a hallway by some of them and I picked up a fire extinguisher and sprays them and then Bas here throws flames at them! Sets one of them on fire and they jumped out a window."

Gasped Mya, "Poor soul."

"Poor soul?" replied Bass, offended. "Poor us! He was trying to kill us!"

Treg was about to say something when he realized how close Iana was standing towards him and became red faced. If she had known how many times he had jerked off on her ass, imagining it.

It was satisfying to see that the gang was here. Looks like we gained two new people and everyone was, for better or worse, unharmed. Roughed up and drained but not seriously.

Sanjo

Waiting outside the courtyard for her ride when Mr. Davenport came in his black Mercedes. Wearing casual attire, he was interrupted while in a birthday party by the news and came running. Seeing his best worker disheveled but alive, he embraced her tightly then asked what had occurred. Sanjo explained it as best she could then directed him to Officer Weiss, still at the scene processing evidence.

"You did well. Go home and take a few days off" Mr. Davenport replied.

A few minutes later, Sanjo's boyfriend arrived in a bright blue Honda. He stepped out and was quite tall, over 6". Hailing from Darby, England, Boyd was rugged and good looking with a 5 o'clock shadow, skin fade and part for his dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes, he spoke with a east midlands accent. Jumping out of the car just as it stopped, Boyd embraced her tightly without saying a word. They held each other for a minute, saying nothing.

Cassie and Sandy

The pair took Cassie’s car back to her apartment. Cassie was perky, like she got a jolt of caffeine through her while Sandy was feeling the ebb of the adrenalin rush fading. Thankfully the apartment Cassie shared with her boyfriend wasn't far because Sandy needed to use the washroom. Arriving at the apartment, Dylan wasn't home yet. Probably at work still. It wouldn't be long until he came back as Cassie took down a bottle of Jack Daniels and set it on the table. Inside the washroom, Sandy heard Dylan come back, excited. "Dear! I heard the news! What happened? I tried calling..."

"It's okay" Cassie replied. "I'm okay. See? Look! I'm fine. I'm damn fine!" laughing.

She guided Dylan to the couch and sat side by side. "I was so worried!" Dylan cried.

"I know you were" Cassie replied softly.

Dylan didn't know Sandy was there until she flushed then cleaned herself in the sink. Emerging from the bathroom and stepping into the living room, Sandy found the pair sitting on the couch with Cassie already stroking his firm rod with one hand and squeezing his sack in the other. Those eyes of Dylan's, a dark brown, were wide as saucers as Sandy sauntered into the room and sat beside him on the couch, effectively sandwiching the guy between them. His head jerked to Cassie, mouth agape, silently asking, "Is this real?" With eyes wide with excitement and mouth in a open smile, Cassie eagerly nodded.

One thing that struck Sandy about Cassie and her boyfriend, they honestly loved each other. Dylan was a fusion of a computer nerd and a southern California beach guy-good looking with a laidback approach, wearing shorts and a t-shirt and sandals mostly but was excellent with computers. He tests games for major companies and did programming and repairs as a side-business. Cassie loved him with all her heart, so much so that she really had never said anything negative about him ever, at least to Sandy and she was her best friend. The fact that Cassie was banging Dixon on the side wasn’t because she felt unsatisfied in her relationship, or that she felt some sort of special connection with Dixon. The answer was simple, Cassie was horny-all the time.

Another problem with Cassie was, she couldn’t keep her mouth shut. Her keeping secrets was virtually impossible. Case in point, the first time Dylan ever met Sandy, the latter came to hang out at their apartment after a long day at work. They spent a few hours together, watching movies, a few drinks then Sandy left. That night, when Cassie was giving Dylan a good hummer, he confessed that Sandy was “fucking hot!” and he wanted “to fuck her massive jugs!” Well, the next day Cassie came hopping to work and immediately told Sandy about this and Sandy was not shocked.

"Hey" Sandy said in flat tone caused by fatigue. Her head propped up by her left hand, elbow resting on the couch's headrest, laying on her side, body towards him. That uniform was tattered, dirty, and open halfway to let out the heat, allowing him to oogle her.

"Hey-y" stammered Dylan.

Taking a breath, Sandy reached to the coffee table and took up the Jack Daniels. Opening the cap she took a strong slug of it. "Buckle up, big guy" Sandy whispered as she mounted his lap.

Officer Weiss

The reporters were shooed away as the ambulances and lifeline helicopters began taking the wounded to the hospitals. To keep the patients safe from those piranhas, the hospitals were ordered their ERs locked down with extra security.

Weiss was directed to one of the dead instigators. He had a still intact Android cellphone and it was unlocked. Scrolling through it, there were text messages many people, it was in code, but it looked like instructions and coordinates. "See if this can be translated" Weiss said to the officer whom placed it in a marked plastic bag.

It was death that was weighing on her. Four dead and forty injured. That was low, far lower than she feared when she saw the flames. Still, those were four families she had to contact and give them the bad news.

"Ma'am" an officer called out. "Mr. Davenport is here," ushering the chancellor of this special school.

Brushing her blonde hair from her face, Weiss shook his hand, "Sorry this happened, Mr. Davenport. We tried our best."

 

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The Gang

Kim waited until everyone finished their stories about the attack. Then with a very serious look on her face she explained her plan.

“There were two groups attacking the school. The normal crazy protesters, who are pretty much harmless. And a small group, we are calling the instigators. This second group wanted to find us and kill us. Everyone that has been going outside the walls of the school and helping people, they wanted to kill. This weirdo called DM… is behind it.”

“Kim… how do you know all this?” Bastion asked

“I watched the attack. The instigator group was organized and prepared. They specifically targeted my van. Ryan and Iana saw it too” Kim explained. Ryan and Iana both nodded their heads in agreement.

“We were the cause of this attack. I’m not blaming us. We are doing the right thing and helping people. But we were the target of that violence. I do not want cause another attack. So I suggest we end this!” Kim suggested

“How?” Mya asked

“I’m going to set up a meeting between DM and myself. It will be away from here. I’m think in the warehouse district. Any of you that wish to come along can be there too. Then this will end, one way or another…” Kim suggested

“What… that is suicide!” Mya said

“Anyone got a better idea?” Kim asked.

Cassie, Dylan, and Sandy

"Wow, that's amazing. You have one of the strongest erections I think I've ever seen." Sandy exclaimed as she straddled Dylan’s lap and rode his cock. Dylan loved it, as Sandy massive tits bounced on her chest.

Shedding her clothing, Cassie unclasped her bra. Her smaller tits shifted as the bra sprang loose. She pulled the straps over her shoulders, her tis did a little bobbly-wobble across her chest.

“Don’t forget about my tits” She told her boyfriend.

Leaning forward, Dylan placed his hands, on Cassie's chest. His eyes however continued to watch Sandy big jugs.

Holy shit...” Dylan moaned “Two great looking girls” It was an erotic vision, as Sandy straddled his cock, Her hips gently gliding up and down, as her big dangling boobs rocked back and forth against Dylan.

Gradually Sandy sped up and intensified the pressure against Dylan's smothered cock. Her eyes closed, as she rode his cock. Her expression slowly changed to one of intense desperation to one where she was getting more and more satisfied. Her breathing becoming heavier.

“Ohhhh this feels so good. God help me, I am loving this...absolutely fucking loving this.” Sandy moaned. Cassie added “Ride him faster Sandy! Fuck against it faster! Let yourself go.”

Dylan looked at Sandy riding up and down, the length of his rod, tucked between her wet pussy lips.

"HHHHHUHHH-H-H-H!" Sandy’s voice quivered.

Her hips were rocking wildly as she humped frantically against his cock.

"OH DYLAN!" She cried, her chest jerking forward.

Dylan couldn't believe his eyes as Sandy began to convulse. She suddenly threw her head back.

"GGGNNNUUHHH!!!!" She screamed, as she came hard.

Weiss and Davenport

Weiss shook Mr Davenport's hand, "Sorry this happened, Mr. Davenport. We tried our best."

The distinguished man nodded his head "I know you did" He replied. After a moment, he added. "I never thought it would come to this." He said shaking his head in disbelief. "I guess we'll need more security, taller walls"

"Sir, if I can suggest something... you might want to do the opposite." Weiss said. Mr Davenport had a puzzled look on his face. Weiss explained her statement. "I have been teaching some of the students, basic defensive actions. Before I met them, I had a negative view towards the students and the school. But once I got to know them, I love them. Great kids with great attitudes. They are good ambassadors for the school and themselves."

 

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The Gang

"There's a lot of questions to ask," I said rather woozy still. "Is DM going to be alone?"

"I think he would be" replied Kim. "He tried to take us alone last time."

"There's several of us, and only one of him" Treg replied. "I think we can take him."

"The guy's strong" Kim replied. "If we're going to hit him, we're going to have to hit him hard!" slamming a fist into her open palm. "Guns may not work, but if we can use our powers..." That caused a collective gasp. "What?"

"We could get expelled if we use our powers outside the campus" Mya whispered.

"It's not going to matter now!" Kim said to her. "They've already tried to burn the place down" waving a hand towards the closed window. "The best way to end this is to cut off the head. We find DM, force a meeting, and we find a way to end it."

"The warehouse district will keep us away from everyone else. All the attention right now is on the school," I replied. "He'll suspect a trap. If you're going to be the bait, we need it be convincing. How are we going to set it up?"

"I got this!" Kim whipped out a cellphone. "I took it off of one of the instigators. It's unlocked, so I can see everything they're sending. I could pretend to be one of DM's lackeys and ask for a meeting, OR I could lure him by saying who I am."

"The rest of us would be in ambush. As soon as DM shows himself, we can hit him from all sides" I said as Iana stroked my back. " We could kill him or take him prisoner..."

Both Mya and Marilyn looked at each other, shaking their heads softly. They detested such violence. It was necessary so they didn't speak against it.

"We take out DM" said Kim, "Maybe, just maybe, we can find all the others that are responsible for this," meaning the college attack, the death of several innocent students. "The others that are with him are cowards. We take out DM and they'll scatter."

Treg and Bastion weren't contributing to the conversation any further because they were staring at Kim's large rack and ass, silently wondering if they had always been that way, before comparing them to Iana's ass.

Mr. Davenport and Weiss

"It's a tall order, but perhaps you are correct" Mr. Davenport sighed. "We try to teach these kids to understand and harness their power, and hope that they would become productive members of society. But if they don't feel safe here, where will they go?" gritting his teeth. Years he spent putting this place together and no amount of security could stop determined people. "But we also need to teach them that society is sometimes against them for what they are."

Looking over the landscape, the glow from the burnt out buildings as the firefighters quelled the last fires, the last of the bodies being removed via ambulances. Drawing a breath and letting it out, Mr. Davenport looked at Weiss, "Do you think you can take that group of students, turn them into a core group, and show what it is your defensive training can do for other students?"

"Can do!" nodded Weiss.

Dylan, Cassie, and Sandy

"Do me! Do me! Do me!" Sandy yelled as she quivered, feeling her body cum. "You better cum for me" she panted, pressing her face against Dylan's, staring eye to eye. "You better cum good for me. Cum inside me, like you've always wanted to." Eyes wide, Dylan said nothing, his hands dug into Sandy's large, soft, ass as she wiggled about, feeling her juices flow through and out her as she lifted herself off his rod that dangled between his legs.

"Let me get a taste" Cassie leaned over, grasped his member with one hand and shoved it into her mouth, able to take in all of it to show her skills. She tasted Sandy and Dylan, sweet flavoring before she spat it out and shoved Dylan back inside her partner.

Given a breather, Sandy rubbed her ass onto his lap and began reciprocating slowly, pressing her chest into Dylan's face, panting her hot breath into his ear, moaning. "Cum inside me. Cum inside me. You better cum inside me, big boy." Always wanting to, Dylan was so caught up in the moment that he didn't feel it coming until Sandy began moaning loudly, the walls of her insides tightening as Dylan's rod drove in deep before giving off a powerful squirt that filled her up. "OH! OH!" Sandy grunted with each spurt, counting until it reached eight. Not a bad number. Pulling back enabled Dylan to suckle each nipple, giving a nibble to them as Sandy rubbed his head. "Good boy."

"There you go!" Cassie gingerly clapped. "Get some, girl!"

Panting, forehead beading sweat, Sandy combed her hair back with one hand as she slid off of Dylan's wet body, feeling his cock pop out of her. "Good boy" she gasped.

"Was it everything you hoped for?" Cassie teased her.

"Come here you...." Sandy burst, grasping Cassie's shoulders and suddenly pressing her onto the couch.

"WHA.... WAI..." Cassie gasped before she was silenced with Sandy's mouth covering her's and shoving her tongue down Cassie's throat. Watching this from behind, Dylan saw Cassie's arms flail on either side of Sandy's body for moment before sagging then gently stroking the larger officer's curving back.

 

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Kim’s Secret Plan

“Ok, it is all agreed. Let’s wait until dark. That will provide the best cover for hiding. I’m thinking 2:00 am in the morning.” Kim suggested. Kim typed a message on the cell phone and sent it to DM.

“It is done.” She told everyone. The room got very quiet as everyone thought about what they had just set into motion. This was serious. Kim hated it.

“I also have one request” Kim said to everyone in the room. “I’d like to have a fun party before we do this. Just in case I don’t… I don’t make it. It just my way of saying goodbye to everyone.” Kim said.

“Kim, don’t talk like that. This is going to work” Ryan and Iana both said together.

“I just want to remember everyone having fun. Not just sitting around worrying.” Kim said

“Bastion and I will go get some booze and food” Treg suggested as he and Bastion got up.

“Cool” Kim agreed. Treg and Bastion walked out to go get the items.

“Let’s just relax and have fun” Kim said to everyone remaining. Kim, of course had a plan. Now that she knew she could acquire student’s superpower after sucking them off. Her plan was to suck off as many people as possible before the meeting with DM. She was hoping her little party idea would turn into an orgy!

“One thing, I have on my bucket list… is being in an orgy. Does anyone else have that on their bucket list?” Kim asked.

 

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Hearing her request for an orgy, our eyes were wide, nervously looking at each other. "Orgy?" asked Melissa, "Why an orgy?"

"Well, it's college and that's the time to experiment, you know?" laughed Kim.

About five minutes later, the boys returned having raided one student's unoccupied room. The guy's name was Rick, a real douche; Rick the Prick, they called him. Snobby, arrogant, but rich and always hoarded booze for his parties. Well, he wasn't in his unlocked room so they rushed in and snatched a couple bottles of whiskey and vodka and his party platter in the small fridge. It was a shame they couldn't find Rick's smoking hot Asian girlfriend, Niko.

Coming back, the boys held up the bottles before promptly shutting and securing the door so we wouldn't be interrupted. Giving everyone a cup, Kim was the bartended, ensuring that everyone had at least a little bit inside before giving a toast, "To our health and DM's demise" she held up her cup and we did the same then began to drink.

The fun wouldn't begin with just a mere toast. No, Kim had to encourage some more of it into us. We were already feeling it, Iana was stroking my thigh sitting next to me and we could see Melissa affectionately holding Hans's hand as they stood across from us.

Seeing the orgy begin, Kim stood in the center with a smug grin on her face as she took a long sip of her drink. Glancing about the small room, Melissa had swallowed her confidence and was nuzzling up with the German, Hans who was also being slowly affectionate back. A good start. They were still nervous about doing this in public.

Nearby, the hippies Mya was already on her back with Marilyn between her legs, licking the flesh as she worked up her inner thighs. Unlike the rest of us, they were use to this form of love and greatly indulged in it without much incentive, and a good show to watch. Treg and Bass thought so for they were gawking at the pair as their session began. What's better, they did not know of Kim's request for an orgy for they were out of the room when she said it. So the hippes beginning now stunned them.

Kim then looked over to Iana and I and we were already starting, rather she was starting. Putting aside her drink she kiss my lips then pulled back with a smile, arms wrapped around my neck, my arms around her waist. We kissed then I turned her about, and she leaned back against me, her large ass pressing against my crotch. "Mmmmm" Iana purred, reaching behind her head, fingers brushing through my hair. "Jas. Das gud."

"You have such a lovely ass" I replied before kissing either side of her neck.

Drawing a sharp breath, eyes wide, Iana cooed, "Dank je. You're velcome to it anytime."

Satisfied it was progressing well, Kim looked away and saw the stunned Treg and Bass oogling the hippies's make-out session. "Mmmmm. Idea...." she said to herself, slamming the last of her drink. She approached both boys, clasped a hand onto each shoulder, and spun them to face her. Before they could reaction she gave both a passionate kiss, shoving her tongue down their throats. That hooked them before she thrust her chest between them and the boys stared at them. "Hello, boys" Kim purred. "You ready to have some fun?"

 

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Kim

They were not Kim’s two favorite people, Treg and Bastion… but she needed their super powers. So she placed her hands on their crotches and started rubbing.

“Damm” Bass moaned

“I suggested an orgy to get us all in a better mood.” Kim explained. “Mmmm, I like want I’m feeling” She added as both men got hard cocks.

Treg was playing with Kim’s big breasts as Bass just stood there and enjoyed Kim playing with his cock. Treg pulled down Kim’s top.

“Fuck…” He gasped at her perfect tits.

“Now, I get to see your cocks” Kim stated as she sank to her knees. Both Bass and Treg unzipped and pulled their cocks out. Kim grabbed both bouncing erections in her hands. She took the tip of one cock in her mouth, her tongue running along the head. While she stroked the other cock. Then she released the one cock and guided the other into her mouth.

“Oh fuck, she has a hot, sweet, mouth” Bass moaned. Kim enjoying his engorged member.

“You know it” Treg agreed.

It was not long before, Kim was sucking their hard length deep into her mouth. Swapping between the two hard cocks. She loved it. Bass and Treg groaned loudly. Bass even grabbed the back of her head and fucked into her mouth. He could feel himself throbbing, he was going to cum soon. Kim knew it too, and massaged his balls, making him thrust his hips forward, crying out and moaning.

'Ohh GOD!!!,' Bass erupted and shot stream after stream into Kim’s mouth. She swallowed his cum as it pounded out of him. Then he was done, and Treg, who was stroking his raging cock, stroked it at Kim’s face. He grunted and squirted out seven jizz shots over her face. Kim was smiling at both of them… as she licked the cum off her chin and lips.

Meanwhile Iana and Ryan

"Ohhhh, that is so gutt," Iana moaned she felt Ryan’s enormous cock, rubbing against her ass. "I am so fucking horny, fuck me with that huge cock” She moaned

 

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Iana's ass so soft. It jiggled in those jeans. Plus she liked to be spanked. Feeling my girth rubbing against those jeans, the Dutch student moaned, looked back with hungry eyes. "You want some of me?" I asked.

"I want ALL of you" she gasped. "I'm going to enjoy borrowing you."

"Why don't you show me what else you can do" whispering into her ear. Immediately she rolled onto her back, grasped my thighs, and pulled me and my cock up to her lips and began gingerly sucking after a spat. Stroking hand over hand, getting me hard, her eyes locked onto me as she wrapped her lips around my fat head, tongue massaging the skin. It sent a shiver up my spine. The girl knew what she was doing.

"You want me to fuck your big ass?" I asked.

"Ja!" Iana winked. "And cum all over mein face!"

"I can do that" I smiled. "Roll over and give me that big ass of yours!"

"Ja meneer!" her face lit up. Rolling back onto her hands and knees, wiggling her jelly ass, I pulled down her jeans and underwear, grasped my firm member and ran the leaking head up between her thighs, sending a shiver up her spine. Looking back in wanton anticipation, Iana bit her lower lip. Pressing the fat head against her wet, pink, lips, I pushed my girth inside. Iana tensed up, drew a sharp breath and let it out while lowering her head onto some pillows.

Grasping her large ass with both hands, I hunched over her body and went to work, pulling back and pushing it in, the slick member going in faster than the previous push each time. "OoooOhhhhh" Iana's voice curled. Going a little more, the bed shaking, she was wailing in Dutch, words that I couldn't understand, but it sounded like she was having a good time.

Melissa and Hans were watching us sex fiends going at it and felt nervous, holding hands. Looking up at him, Melissa bit her lip and forced a smile. She has had sex many times, but this time it was with someone different. She liked Hans, she dreamt about him. She didn't want to mess this one up. "You...ready?" she nervously smirked.

"Ja, I mean...yes" Hans smiled back. He closed his eyes. So did she. They came together and their lips touched.