Going Head to Head

Jess stepped out of the khaki shorts that highlighted her ass so well, laying them neatly on the ground next to Cindy so she would have a soft place to kneel. Cindy & Jess were not exactly close, but had about as friendly a relationship as a teenage barista & her rich bitch regular customer could; Jess had the patience for Cindy’s ridiculous drink orders, Cindy had a habit of breaking unnecessarily large bills & putting the change in the tip jar. It worked.

But the two acquaintances were now bonding over an unexpected cocklust, brought on suddenly with Jeannie & Johnny’s arrival. Cindy, whose mouth was fully occupied with the thick cock of a businessman on his lunchbreak, gave Jess a “mmmph” of approval & a gentle squeeze on the arm, a surprisingly comforting move from a woman who usually looked like she was five seconds away from complaining to the manager. Jess smiled & brushed a strand of hair from her face.

“So…. who’s first, boys?”

The gathered crowd murmured in excitement & began to close in around the two girls, punctuated by the sounds of zippers falling & belts coming off. Jess carefully considered the selection of eagerly awaiting dicks before settling on a tall boy with blue jeans & big balls. She stroked his shaft slowly, remembering as though in a dream how strange it was to be suddenly in an orgy at work, but realizing that she was actually really enjoying herself. Her thin lips parted as she took his cockhead into her warm mouth, sending a shiver of pleasure down the boy’s spine. She gave his balls a gentle squeeze & savored the precum leaking onto her tongue.

Jeannie, meanwhile, was thoroughly entertained by the growing crowd around the kneeling girls, & saw an opportunity for some friendly competition. “Hey, gals!” she called out to Jess & Cindy, raising their eyes but still sucking. “What do you say we make this interesting? Whoever gets the most loads wins a free wish from me, whatever you like!”

She spoke with such confidence that nobody even questioned who she was or the implausibility of free wishes; the girls picked up the pace, with Cindy reaching out for a second cock, & the guys moved closer as if filled with a sudden purpose.

“So here’s what we’re gonna do,” Jeannie continued. “Form a line on the left if you want to drain your balls on this soccer mom slut, & line up on the right if you want to paint the barista’s face with cum.”

The group dutifully split into their sections, with a surprisingly even distribution between the two & no clear preference. A bookish girl at the very back of the line coughed politely & asked, “Excuse me, but which line is for people who just want coffee?”

Jeannie laughed. “Honey, you cum on one of these faces & I’ll give you any drink you want on the house.”

The student nodded thoughtfully, looking at Cindy & Jess as if debating what latte to try today, & got in line to be pleasured by the older housewife.

“Excellent choice!” Jeannie beamed, “This is getting interesting!”

At that exact moment, the tall boy with his dick in Jess’s mouth was no longer able to hold back & let out a loud groan. He fired three hot sticky ropes onto her face, causing her to gasp & then stick her tongue out, teasing him further as her glasses were covered in cum. He whispered a quick “thank you,” & stepped back to his table as Jess took off her sticky glasses & turned to Cindy.

“Alright then, may the best whore win!”

What happens next? What tricks do the two blowjob queens have up their sleeves to secure the win, & what will they wish for when they do? Comments, suggestions, & new chapters appreciated!