Fence Pole

Bessi had come up with a very smart idea, or so she thought: when in contact with air semen would completely dissolve on it's own after a few minutes. Or at least she thought that there could be no possible downside to it. At first the effect was exactly what she had in mind: no more semen all on her back from Jake's unexpected dumping. Soon though she learned that without consequences none of the boys cared anymore where their juice was going to. She learned that when in the middle watching TV Frank had suddenly turned her around onto her back, sandwiched his meat right between her generous cleavage, and begun using her fun-bags to jack off mostly focused on the TV. Like Bessi was nothing more but a sex-toy. When he came he blasted his load right into her face, making her gasp for air briefly as his warm fluid dripped of her skin and onto the sheets. Soon of course it vanished, however that still made her feel like a cum dumpster for the boys. But the good thing was: she didn't care. In fact she loved it!

Somehow it was now common custody that boys stayed mostly naked during their free time. Which kinda made sense since they all stayed not only constantly hard, but also constantly horny, and had to empty their balls about once an hour. And whenever one of them needed it, they just grabbed whatever part of Bessi they liked at that particular moment and slammed their cock home. Bessi had been fucked in the ass, her pussy, her face, her tits, and gave simultaneous hand-jobs in between countless times, and she loved every second of it. Never in her life had she felt so free of all those restrictions society had put on her. She could just fuck whoever whenever. And so they boys could do that also again tomorrow they took great care to make sure she came countless times as well. Given that her tits were outstandingly sensitive, and she was generally in a very excited mood, it took little to get her to climax once more, but it was nice to know that despite them using her like she was a living sex-doll, they did care about her as well.

It gave her time to study the new world she had created. Boys with dicks hard all the time also were busy with those dicks all the time. She knew them as strangely anxious about showing their dicks to others, but that was a thing of the past. Probably because they saw each other jacking off constantly anyways, that was probably a necessity. She also learned that other parts of the world had adapted to the new demands. Like bathrooms for boys were now equipped with a 'jerk-off wall' which was a long, continuous urinal that could be used for all kinds of male needs, and that was easy to clean. And between class the entire male part of school went there and just blew off some steam. At least those that didn't have access to a nice slut like she was, which made her fantasize to sneak in there and getting used by all those boys at once. Yes, she was a slut. And she no longer cared. It was what she loved to be, what she wanted to be. Fuck just whenever, whoever, wherever, that was her new motto. Eventually though after two or three hours her mind was so melted down, so used to the constant sex, that she begun to wonder: how does it feel to have a boner 24/7? What did it really do to a boy's mind to be like she had made them? Casually, and without spending too much thought on that, she just said: "I have a cock and balls like you." and snapped her fingers.

Steven eyed her briefly, then looked down at her throbbing boner, and then back at the TV. He didn't give much thought about the dick their best she-male friend sported. Sure it was a bit weird, but then she did have some gorgeous tits. Bessi on the other hand was much more focused on her new organ. She had not expected it to be that prominent on her mind. The pressure inside it kept it firm, and also constantly grabbed her attention, like someone frequently snapping their fingers in front of her face and telling her: 'Hey, you have a dick that needs attention.' Soon enough her hands were on it, and boy did it feel relieving to rub it. Within a single second she understood why the other three constantly were on their own dicks, and from the very first pumpt she immediately realized that this could only end with her blowing the entirety of that other organ she now sported below. Moans warned Steven sitting at her side to give her the space she would soon need, and then, like someone had hit her with a brick out of nowhere, that thing first cramped and then started blasting jet after jet against her massive boobs from below.

It took the world a moment to stop spinning, and afterwards she felt two things: incredible relief she had never felt before, and a definite knowledge that those urges would be back very soon. But for now at least her head felt a lot clearer. It was surprising that the boys were still here, but given her brief knowledge of male anatomy she had experienced so far probably having any way to fuck was still preferable to be doing it all alone. And how little the boys cared she experienced soon after, when Steven - probably excited by her obscene display - moved behind her, adjusted her rear end, and slammed his cock home. Still stretchy like the magical sex doll she was she took all of his 12 inches gracefully. While Steven was hammering her senseless however something happened she had never expected to happen: Jake got between her legs and started sucking on her own dick.

Completely unprepared her head turned into a rocket heading towards space, leaving her no time to process what was just happening. And once again she learned within just a second of demonstration why boys loved blow-jobs so much. Her eyes rolled back as once again her body **** out moans after moans, and soon enough this turned into a race of who would cum first: Steven or Bessi. But Jake was good, damn good, and he won the race by a wide margin. And at that moment she learned why the boys kept shooting at her face: because she was so damn preoccupied with cuming, that she had not a single brain cell left to think about where it would land. So it naturally landed partially inside Jake's mouth, and partially on his face. But neither mattered, because it would disappear after a few minutes anyways.

"I had no idea you were also into dicks?" she eventually managed to ask when her head had finally calmed down enough again. Steven was still busy, but according to the noise he made she would have to soon expect some filling up of her back entrance. Jake however seemed slightly offended.
"What? I give you a blow-job like every day, what's surprising about it all of a sudden?" He laughed, and it occurred to her that in this new reality that gang would probably meet every day and bang.
Ha! Gang bang, went through her mind the moment she felt Steven finally howl once last time and fill her up as expected, planned and wanted, and then he sunk down on her pillow. Bessi realized that her dick was still rock-hard as ever, throbbing, and making her wonder where else she could put that thing into, when Jake interrupted that train of thoughts.
"I am hungry. Anyone want to get some food?"
"Didn't you just have a mouth full?" Frank joked.
"Ha, ha." Jake returned jokingly. "I mean more than Bessi's protein shake."
"Oh, is my shake no longer good enough for you now?" she tried to add to the joke. Suddenly she however learned a new thing, when Jake grabbed her dick and started jerking it furiously: how powerless she was to fight that cock and it's urges.