Payback?

The room felt cooler now. I took a deep breath, savoring the feeling of my own body, the weight of my cock between my legs. The need to cum had disappeared along with my pussy. I stood up, stretching my limbs and feeling the power of maleness return to me. The sleeping pill and music had done its job, granting me the reprieve I needed to avoid succumbing to the temptation of the Resistance pill's effects.

I stepped out naked, cock swinging and Chris and Paul looked at me. They were gorgeous bimbos. Chris was five six tall and had decent C cup breasts. Blonde and blue eyed. Gorgeous and slimly sexy. Paul was five three, larger breasted, large assed and slim waisted with dark complexion. He had been a gym junkie, six three and a constant womaniser - but as a girl she was weak and tiny. A total sex pot though.

Their expressions were a mix of shock and lust, their bodies still entwined on the bed. "TIM!" Chris exclaimed, her voice hoarse from hours of moaning. “Why are you a man and we aren’t?!”

Paul looked equally surprised but didn't miss a beat, her hand still playing with her new pussy. "Looks like someone broke the rules," she purred, a glint in her eye.

“Thats rich coming from you. We all took resistance pills. I didn't cum, but you two came at least ten times each if I’m not mistaken…”

Paul’s eyes grew wide with realization, and she quickly turned to Chris. "We did, didn't we? Is that why we aren’t turning back?"

Chris looked equally confused, her hand still buried between her legs. "What the fuck, man?"

"I guess I have more willpower than you both," I said, smugness lacing my voice as I walked over to the bed, my cock swaying with every step. "Now, who's ready to get fucked?"

Their eyes widened even more, excitement playing on their faces. They knew they had underestimated me, but the thrill of the game was still very much alive. "Fuck us, Tim," they murmured in unison, their bodies still glistening with sweat and cum.

I smirked, stroking my now fully formed cock as I approached them. "My pleasure," I said, the words dripping with anticipation. "But first, let's set some ground rules."

They nodded eagerly, their eyes never leaving my erection. "Whatever you want, Tim," Chris panted, her cheeks flushed with arousal.

"First, you're both going to apologize for cheating," I began, my voice firm but with a hint of amusement.

Chris looked up at me with a pout, her eyes glossy with lust. "We're sorry," she breathed out, her voice a whine.

Paul nodded, her gaze hungry. "We're really sorry, Tim. We didn't think it would be like this."

I leaned in, my cock brushing against Chris's cheek. "Good," I said, the tip leaving a trail of precum on her skin. "Now, who's going to apologize properly first?"

Paul was the first to break, her eyes fluttering shut as she leaned in to kiss the tip of my cock. "We're so sorry, Tim," she murmured, her voice thick with need. “Can I suck you cock!?”

“No. I’m going to fuck you. Turn around…”

Chris and Paul exchanged a look of excitement. They both knew that I had something in mind for them, something that would make them regret fucking with me. They turned around eagerly, presenting their tight, round asses to me like a pair of ripe peaches waiting to be plucked.

I grabbed the lube from the bedside drawer and coated my cock, feeling the cold slickness against my skin. I stepped closer, the head of my dick pressing against Chris's pussy lips. She gasped, her body tensing for a moment before she relaxed, ready to accept me. I pushed in slowly, savoring the feel of her tightness as she took me in. Her moan was muffled by the pillow she bit into, her eyes squeezed shut in a mix of pleasure and pain.

Paul watched over her shoulder, her own hand slipping between her legs to play with her clit. "Fuck me too, Tim," she begged, her voice ****.

"Your turn will come. Just frig yourself and cum when we did and you’ll get properly fucked," I promised, my voice low and filled with lust. "But first, I'm going to make sure Chris here learns her lesson."

I began to thrust into Chris, her moans growing louder with each stroke. Her body jolted with every thrust, her ass cheeks clenching prettily. Imaging her stuck like this made me slow my fucking. I wanted her to cum. A lot. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room. I watched as she reached back to grab Paul's hand, their fingers intertwining as they both rode the wave of pleasure.