Brooke is no match for two vindictive drunks

(This chapter is part of a multichapter smut scene. Drunken hiccups and slurs will be omitted from Emilia’s and Surge’s dialogue for the sake of readability. They are still drunk, and they still sound like it.)

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Drunken Town Whore Emilia & Drunken Gym Leader Lieutenant Surge – All girls lose to dick in the end, Brooke!

• A pair of monstrous rubber cocks
• An ****-fueled thirst for ****
• A lot of pent-up annoyance

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VS

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Stripper Slut Brooke – I-I’m not really the receiving type! I’m not an exhibitionist either! Lily? Suzy!?

• A stunningly feminine face
• A hot, full, fuckable body
• An ego badly in need of being taken down a notch
• A few fatal weak spots which are about to be exposed

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Brooke ends up on all fours, looking to the side so the audience gets a profile view of her uncovered body. With Surge lightly slapping her fake cock against Brooke’s face, and you sliding your rubber tip along her damp slit, a spitroasting has become imminent. Yet, the stripper slut won’t give up on her attempts to weasel out of the competition and avoid her inevitable defeat. …Actually, she hasn’t really acknowledged the competition, but that’s all the more reason she’s going to lose.

“You really shouldn’t strain yourselves so hard, ladies! Let me do all the work. I’ll wear the strap-on and effortlessly make you two cum your brains out, while you lie back and tell me how much you love it! I’ll even give you foot rubs afterwards! But putting me in this position, in my own Gym, in front of a live audience… i-it’s a bit much, don’t you think? In fact, my private room is much better suited for-”

“Enough!” you declare. “For the crime of humiliating two cute, innocent girls, you get… the dick!”

Surge adds, “You heard her, stripper slut! The dick!”

At the same time, you and Surge penetrate Brooke from both ends, making her body lock up in sudden pleasure. A lewd sound leaves her mouth, but it’s drowned out both by the rubber plugging her throat, and the cheers of the crowd. Now that your cocksleeve is done with that annoying talking thing, it’s time to make her cum like the sexual loser she is!

You immediately notice that Brooke’s pussy is unreasonably tight. She clenches around your strap-on so hard that even her asshole tightens in sympathy. But, for all the effort you put into sliding your member in and out, her pussy rewards you tenfold. Her tunnel is a faucet of pussy juices, leaking more than any other girl who’s been on stage all night. It’s like a lifetime of lust is finally being unleashed now that her slutty little pussy is finally getting the proper fucking it deserves. As you watch Brooke shudder every time your hips slap her asscheeks, a thought crosses your mind. “Hey, Brooke. Are you a virgin? Don’t tell me Miss Ladykiller was actually a fresh, untapped piece of ass all along!”

Meanwhile, Surge casually slides her phallus in and out of Brooke’s mouth while watching the depraved expressions that cross the stripper’s face. Intrigued by your line of questioning, she withdraws from Brooke and demands an answer. “How about it? Was all the flirting and sex talk just a facade? Is the poor, innocent strip club owner losing her chastity live on stage?”

Brooke shakily replies, “I-I told *AH* you! I’m not *fffffuck!* I’m not the receiving *TYPE!*”

Surge bursts out laughing as she stuffs Brooke’s throat with her strapped shaft. “It’s actually true! All that talk about being a master in bed, and she’s never had a dick in her life! What’s the matter, afraid of a little cock? You probably broke your hymen with a toy or something, coward.” Surge looks down with renewed sadistic glee as she pumps her hips in and out of Brooke, never leaving room to breathe. As the debased Gym Leader slowly loses breath, her eyes look up to Surge, asking for air. Instead, she gets both of Surge’s hands grabbing her hair in order to throatfuck her even faster. “Do you have the unfucked throat of a sheltered princess, too? Bet you do! Try learning what it’s like to shut up for a change while I take your deepthroating virginity!”

Despite being muffled, Brooke keeps letting out feminine moans, as could be expected of a pristine girl rapidly descending into whoredom as she loses two of her virginities at the same time. Alas, moaning requires oxygen, something which Brooke has very little of. Love juices, on the other hand, do not require oxygen, and Brooke is absolutely drenching the stage with them. It looks like someone can add asphyxiation to their list of secret kinks. Soon, the spitroasted girl goes quiet and lax. Even her pussy loosens as you drive your rubber member in and out. Eventually, though, Surge has to unplug her gullet so the cherry girl doesn’t pass out or anything troublesome like that.

“*GAAAAASP!* MY PUSSY!” Brooke squeals. You and Surge laugh as you both continue having your way with Brooke’s pathetic, virginal holes. She may claim that she doesn’t like being on the receiving end, but the slut is so turned on she even starts bucking back against you, meeting your thrusts with her hips in a subconscious search for greater pleasure. Watching Brooke **** herself like this is cute, but she needs to understand just how far down the totem pole she’s fallen, and you elect to make her understand by laying your hand against her round, jiggly ass.

*SMACK*

“We’re the ones who do the fucking around here!” you scold. “You don’t get to fuck anyone! You’re just a virgin who’s getting her holes plugged for the first time in her life, so sit still and get fucked obediently!”

*SMACK* *SMACK*

Your personal cocksocket catches on quickly and stills her hips, but you like watching her tan asscheeks bounce around elastically, so you keep spanking her. In the meantime, you speed up your strokes, pumping in and out of Brooke’s pussy with the ferocity of a spiteful, drunken pervert, despite being none of those things. The Gym Leader’s mocha jugs swing back and forth like pendulums, earning cheers from the crowd. Not to be outdone, Surge grabs the back of Brooke’s head and starts humping her with the ferocity of a spiteful, drunken pervert because she’s all of those things. The untouched maiden and her inexperienced body can’t even come close to enduring. In just one minute, Brooke has been vengefully hatefucked to the brink of a shameful orgasm on her very own stage, and the perpetrators are none other than the two “sexy, bombshell girls” she’s been telling about her “sexual prowess”.

As you’re taking Brooke’s cunt for all its worth, Surge lightly slaps Brooke’s face and throws in some last minute mockery. “What’s wrong? Gonna cum? Is the strong, confident playgirl gonna cum all over a pair of fake dicks like a lowly whore working at a strip joint?”

Brooke wrestles her mouth free from Surge’s member long enough to declare, “No… Stop… I won’t CUM!!!” The crowd cheers and applauds as the fallen Gym Leader has a spectacular climax, arching her back at the final moment before shuddering violently. **** not to disgrace herself any further, Brooke pleads, “PULL IT OUT! PULL IT- *GLCK!?*” Surge does her part by stuffing Brooke’s mouth full of dick to mute her complaints, inadvertently forcing a squirt of girlcum onto the stage in the process. More cheers emanate from the crowd. Both you and Surge maintain a rapid pace, thrusting in and out of Brooke while she fails to maintain any dignity at all. Another minute passes with nothing but hardcore strap-on fucking, Brooke having no answer but to keep cumming, keep moaning, and keep swinging those tits for the delight of everyone.

Once you’re both satisfied with the sweaty, disheveled mess you’ve turned Brooke into, you and your partner take a break. When you withdraw from your favorite new prostitute, she collapses onto her stomach, lying in a puddle of her own sweat and pussy juices. In your announcer voice, you shout, “Looks like Brooke couldn’t handle the dick! She had an orgasm! A big, fast, embarrassing orgasm! On our fat, rubber dicks! Guess who won? It’s… OUR DICKS!” You both take victorious stances, placing one foot on Brooke’s heaving body like she’s your conquered trophy. “Now that Brooke lost, she has to endure a punishment! Guess what the punishment is? It’s… GETTING FUCKED SOME MORE!”

Brooke lifts her head. “Wait what?”