Plan and Execution

As twilight descended, Meg and Suzie pulled up to a dilapidated suburban duplex. The peeling paint and overgrown lawn stood in stark contrast to the two stunning women emerging from the car.

Meg stepped out first, her long legs accentuated by sleek black stilettos. A form-fitting emerald dress hugged her curves, the hem stopping daringly high on her thighs. Her chestnut hair was styled in loose waves, framing her heart-shaped face and bringing out the vibrant green of her eyes.

Suzie followed, equally captivating in a deep burgundy wrap dress that emphasized her hourglass figure. The silky fabric clung to her ample breasts and flared out over her hips, a slit revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her toned legs. Her brunette locks were swept up in an elegant updo, tendrils softly framing her face.

As they made their way up the cracked driveway, Suzie hesitated. "Meg, are you sure this is the right place? It looks... abandoned."

Meg's lips curled into a grimace. "Oh, it's the right place alright. And trust me, it's even worse inside." She squared her shoulders, determination glinting in her eyes.

Meg reached into her clutch, fishing out a small keyring. She selected a tarnished brass key and inserted it into the lock. With a practiced twist, the door creaked open, revealing a dimly lit interior.

Suzie's eyebrows shot up. "Wait, you have a key? How?"

Meg winced, avoiding her friend's gaze. "Oh, right. I, uh, might have forgotten to mention... I'm kind of his girlfriend."

"What?!" Suzie's jaw dropped, her eyes wide with disbelief.

"It's complicated," Meg muttered, pushing the door open wider. "Come on, let's just get this over with."

They stepped inside, the floorboards groaning beneath their heels. The stench hit them immediately - a noxious mixture of stale sweat, rotting food, and something indefinably musty. Suzie gagged, covering her nose with a manicured hand.

The living room was a disaster zone. Empty pizza boxes and energy drink cans littered every surface. Dirty laundry was strewn across the floor, mingling with discarded food wrappers and crumpled papers. The walls were plastered with posters of scantily-clad anime girls, their wide eyes and impossibly proportioned bodies leering down at the squalor below.

Suzie's hand hovered over the stack of glossy magazines, her curiosity piqued despite the revolting surroundings. She gingerly lifted the top issue, a lurid cover featuring a barely-clothed woman in an compromising position. As she opened it, the pages made a strange squelching sound, sticking together oddly.

"Ugh, why is this so slimy?" Suzie muttered, her nose wrinkling in disgust. She tried to flip through the pages, but they clung together stubbornly.

Suddenly, realization dawned on her face. Her eyes widened in horror and she let out a strangled gasp, dropping the magazine as if it had burned her. It landed with a wet slap on the grimy carpet.

"Oh god," Suzie choked out, furiously wiping her hands on her dress. "That's... that's..." She couldn't bring herself to finish the sentence, her face flushing crimson.

Meg grimaced, nodding grimly. "Yeah, welcome to Jeffrey's world. It only gets worse from here."

Suzie stared at her friend in disbelief, struggling to reconcile the disgusting reality before her with the suave, charming "Jake" persona they'd been interacting with online. "How could you possibly...?" she began, then trailed off, shaking her head.

Meg grabbed Suzie's wrist, pulling her away from the magazines. "Let's not touch anything in here," she whispered, her nose wrinkling in disgust. "Come on, his room's upstairs."

They navigated through the cluttered living room, careful not to brush against any of the filthy surfaces. The staircase creaked ominously under their weight as they ascended, the wood warped and sticky beneath their heels.

As they reached the second floor landing, a rhythmic thumping became audible. Meg and Suzie exchanged a glance, their eyes widening as they realized what they were hearing. Guttural moans and exaggerated female cries echoed from behind a closed door at the end of the hall.

Meg's face flushed crimson as she led Suzie towards the source of the noise. The door was slightly ajar, and they peered inside, their hearts racing.

Jeffrey's expansive back filled their view, his doughy flesh jiggling with each thrust. He was completely naked, his pale skin glistening with sweat in the blue glow of his computer screen. On the monitor, an explicit video played at full volume, the actress's theatrical moans mixing with Jeffrey's labored grunts.

Between his legs, they could just make out a silicone sex doll, its lifeless eyes staring blankly at the ceiling as Jeffrey rutted against it frantically.

Meg leaned close to Suzie, her warm breath tickling her friend's ear as she whispered, "Take a good look at your supposed millionaire hunk. This is the real 'Jake' in all his glory."

Suzie's eyes widened in horror as she took in the scene before her. Jeffrey's flabby body heaved and quivered with each thrust, rolls of pale flesh jiggling grotesquely. His greasy hair was plastered to his forehead, and rivulets of sweat ran down his back, pooling in the dimples above his sagging buttocks. The room reeked of body odor and stale fast food, empty takeout containers littering every surface.

"Oh god," Suzie breathed, her voice barely audible over the exaggerated moans emanating from Jeffrey's computer speakers. "This is... this is way worse than I thought. How could you possibly...?" She trailed off, unable to finish the question.

Meg grimaced, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

Suzie's eyes darted around the room, taking in the anime figurines with their grotesquely exaggerated proportions, the crusty body pillow adorned with a scantily clad cartoon girl, and the walls.

Meg turned to Suzie, her expression a mix of determination and resignation. "Wait here," she whispered. "I'll call you when I need you."

Suzie nodded, her eyes wide with a combination of disgust and morbid fascination.

Meg took a deep breath, steeling herself before pushing the door open fully. "Hello, boy," she called out, her voice dripping with disdain.

Jeffrey froze mid-thrust, his head whipping around to face the intrusion. His piggy eyes widened, a lecherous grin spreading across his pimpled face as he took in Meg's curvaceous form in her skin-tight dress.

"Meg, baby!" he grunted, his voice thick with lust. "You came to join the fun?"

He lurched to his feet, his flabby body jiggling grotesquely as he stumbled towards her. His erection bobbed obscenely, still glistening with silicone lubricant from the doll. Jeffrey's eyes roved hungrily over Meg's body, his hands reaching out to grab at her.

"Not so fast," Meg snarled, lifting one stiletto-clad foot and pressing the sharp heel against Jeffrey's chest. The expensive shoe dug into his doughy flesh, halting his advance. "You've been a very bad boy."

Jeffrey's brow furrowed in confusion, his arousal momentarily forgotten. "What? But baby, I thought-"

"On your knees," Meg commanded, her voice sharp and authoritative.

To her surprise, Jeffrey complied immediately, sinking to the filthy carpet. His eyes were wide, drinking in the sight of her towering over him in her stilettos.

"I don't understand," he whined, his hands twitching at his sides as if longing to touch her. "Why are you doing this? You know you want me as much as I want you. You're practically begging for it."

Meg opened her mouth to retort, but the words died in her throat as she realized, to her horror, that a part of her was responding to the situation. Her nipples had hardened, pressing visibly against the thin fabric of her dress. A familiar warmth was blooming between her thighs.

She shook her head, trying to clear the fog of unwanted arousal. This was Jeffrey - the lying, manipulative slob who had deceived both her and Suzie. And yet... some primal part of her body remembered the times they'd been together, responding on instinct to his nearness.

Meg's breath caught in her throat as she looked down at Jeffrey's pathetic form. She should know better than to feel any attraction to this man. Trickery was how they met, after all. His online persona had been carefully crafted to lure in women like her and Suzie. And yet, her traitorous body responded to his nearness, a familiar heat building low in her belly.

Slowly, deliberately, Meg lowered herself to Jeffrey's level. She placed one manicured hand on each of his doughy shoulders, her emerald dress riding up her thighs as she crouched before him. Jeffrey's eyes widened, a spark of hope igniting in their watery depths.

Meg turned her head towards the open doorway, prompting Jeffrey to follow her gaze. "Come in," she called out, her voice husky.

Suzie stepped into the room, her burgundy dress swishing around her curves. Jeffrey's jaw dropped as he took in the sight of the two stunning women before him. His eyes darted between them, confusion and arousal warring on his face.

"W-what's going on?" he stammered, his earlier bravado evaporating.

Meg's lips curled into a predatory smile. "Oh Jeffrey," Meg purred, her voice low and sultry. "Stop the pretense. you know who she is."

Jeffrey's eyes widened, darting between Meg and Suzie as realization dawned. His mouth opened and closed soundlessly, like a fish out of water.

Meg leaned in close, her lips brushing against the shell of his ear. Her hot breath sent shivers down his spine as she whispered seductively, "Say her name."

Jeffrey gulped audibly, his gaze locked on Suzie's curvaceous form. The burgundy fabric of her dress clung to every lush contour, leaving little to the imagination. His face flushed a deep crimson as he stammered, "S-Suzie...?"

"Smart boy," Meg breathed, her lips curling into a wicked smile.

With a sudden forceful shove, she pushed Jeffrey backwards. He landed with a soft thud on the grimy mattress that served as his bed, the springs creaking in protest beneath his bulk. Before he could react, Meg and Suzie moved in tandem, positioning themselves on either side of him. They sat tall and regal, towering over his supine form like goddesses passing judgment. Jeffrey's eyes darted frantically between the two women, drinking in the sight of their beauty juxtaposed against the squalor of his room.

Suzie leaned forward, her warm brown eyes boring into Jeffrey's. "So, you're the famous Jake," she purred, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "The successful businessman who's been sending me all those naughty messages."

Jeffrey squirmed uncomfortably, his eyes darting between Suzie and Meg. "I... I can explain," he stammered.

"Oh, I'm sure you can," Suzie replied, her tone deceptively sweet. She trailed a perfectly manicured finger along his doughy arm, watching as goosebumps erupted in its wake. "You've certainly been... creative in your explanations so far."

She shifted closer, the slit in her dress falling open to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of toned thigh. Jeffrey's eyes widened, his breath coming in short, sharp pants.

"Tell me, Jeffrey," Suzie continued, her voice low and husky. "Did you enjoy it? Pretending to be someone else, saying all those filthy things to me?" She leaned in closer, her lips barely brushing his ear. "Did it make you hard, thinking about all the things you wanted to do to me?"

Jeffrey nodded frantically, beyond words. A bead of sweat trickled down his temple.

Meg's eyes glinted with a dangerous light as she leaned in close to Jeffrey, her lips curling into a cruel smirk. "Look Suzie," she purred, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "this is the man who is going to fuck a baby into you."

Suzie let out a harsh laugh, playing along with Meg's biting sarcasm. "Oh yes, I'm sure he is," she drawled, her eyes raking dismissively over Jeffrey's flabby form. "Such a prime specimen of masculinity. How could I possibly resist?"

She turned her attention back to Jeffrey, her gaze hardening. "Did you really think you could fool me? That I'd fall for your pathetic little fantasy world?" Suzie's voice grew sharp, cutting through Jeffrey's aroused haze. "I knew something was off from the start. The way you fumbled over simple business terms, how you'd dodge questions about your supposed wealth."

Jeffrey squirmed uncomfortably under her withering stare, but his eyes remained glued to the tantalizing glimpses of skin revealed by Suzie's dress.

"You're nothing but a sad, lonely little boy playing dress-up," Suzie continued, her words laced with venom. "Hiding behind a computer screen, pretending to be someone important. Someone desirable." She leaned in closer, her warm breath ghosting across his ear. "But this is the real you, isn't it? A pathetic…"

Suzie's voice trailed off as she noticed Meg's hand had slipped down Jeffrey's soft belly. Her eyes widened in shock as she realized Meg was slowly stroking Jeffrey's erect member.

Jeffrey lay frozen on the mattress, his piggy eyes darting between the two women in disbelief. His breath came in short, ragged pants as Meg's skilled fingers worked up and down his shaft.

"Meg, what are you doing?" Suzie hissed, her face a mask of confusion and disgust.

"What are you doing???" Suzie asks again, her voice a mixture of shock and disbelief.

Meg met her friend's gaze, her green eyes glinting with mischief. "Giving our friend here a proper send-off," she purred. "After all, it's probaly his last..."

Jeffrey let out a guttural moan, his hips bucking upwards into Meg's expert touch. Suzie found herself transfixed by the scene unfolding before her. The contrast between Meg's elegant appearance and her lewd actions was hypnotic.

Meg's manicured hand moved with practiced ease, alternating between long, languid strokes and quick, teasing flicks. Jeffrey's face contorted in pleasure, his doughy flesh quivering with each movement.

Despite her disgust, Suzie felt an unwelcome heat building low in her belly. She shifted uncomfortably, trying to ignore the growing dampness between her thighs. Her eyes darted between Meg's knowing smirk and Jeffrey's blissful expression, unable to look away.

Meg's eyes sparkled with wicked delight as she turned to Suzie. "Why don't you feel for yourself how this little bitch gets hard when insulted?" she purred, her voice low and sultry. "Come on, give it a try."

Suzie hesitated for a moment, her mind reeling. But curiosity and a strange, primal urge overcame her disgust. With trembling fingers, she reached out and wrapped her hand around Jeffrey's throbbing member.

The heat of it surprised her, as did the way it pulsed eagerly in her grasp. Jeffrey let out a strangled moan, his hips jerking upwards. Suzie found herself mesmerized by the contrast of her delicate, manicured hand against his angry red flesh.

Almost unconsciously, she began to move her hand up and down, mimicking Meg's earlier motions. The silky-smooth skin slid easily beneath her palm, and she marveled at how it seemed to swell even larger at her touch.

Suzie's eyes remained fixed on Jeffrey's member, watching in fascination as a bead of pre-cum formed at the tip. Her breathing grew shallow, and a deep flush spread across her neck and collarbone, creeping down beneath the neckline of her dress.

She was vaguely aware of Meg's knowing smirk and Jeffrey's guttural groans, but Suzie couldn't tear her gaze away.

Meg leaned in close, her lips brushing against Suzie's ear. "You're doing so well," she purred, her warm breath sending shivers down Suzie's spine.

Slowly, deliberately, Meg trailed her lips along Suzie's jawline. Suzie's breath caught in her throat as Meg's mouth hovered millimeters from her own. Their eyes locked, a silent question passing between them.

In answer, Meg closed the distance, capturing Suzie's lips in a searing kiss. Suzie gasped in surprise, but didn't pull away. Meg's lips were impossibly soft, tasting faintly of cherry lip gloss. The kiss deepened, Meg's tongue teasing along the seam of Suzie's lips before delving inside.

Suzie moaned softly, her hand still moving rhythmically along Jeffrey's shaft. She was dimly aware of his labored breathing and guttural groans, but her focus had narrowed to the exquisite sensations of Meg's kiss.

Meg's fingers tangled in Suzie's hair, angling her head to deepen the kiss further. Her other hand trailed down Suzie's neck, fingertips dancing across her collarbone before dipping lower. Suzie arched into the touch, her nipples hardening beneath the thin fabric of her dress.

Meg's lips moved against Suzie's with increasing fervor, her tongue exploring every inch of her friend's mouth. Slowly, she pressed forward, guiding Suzie backwards until she felt the edge of the mattress against her legs. Without breaking the kiss, Meg eased Suzie down onto her back, following her descent.

In one fluid motion, Meg captured both of Suzie's wrists in her hand, pinning them above her head. Suzie gasped into Meg's mouth, her body arching upwards instinctively. Meg used her weight to hold Suzie in place, her free hand trailing down Suzie's side, fingertips ghosting over the silky fabric of her dress.

Suzie was lost in a haze of sensation. Meg's lips were relentless, alternating between deep, probing kisses and teasing nips at her lower lip. Each touch sent sparks of electricity coursing through her body. She whimpered softly, straining against Meg's grip on her wrists.

Jeffrey sat up slowly, his eyes wide as he took in the scene before him. The girls' dresses had ridden up, exposing a tantalizing expanse of smooth thighs and the delicate lace of their panties. He watched, transfixed, as Meg's free hand slipped between their bodies.

Jeffrey observe in awe as Meg's free hand slid sensuously down Suzie's body, coming to rest at the juncture of her thighs. Her fingers traced teasing circles over the silky fabric of Suzie's dress, inching higher until they reached the hem. With agonizing slowness, Meg began to gather the material, exposing more and more of Suzie's creamy skin.

Suzie whimpered into Meg's mouth, her hips canting upwards unconsciously. Jeffrey's eyes widened as Meg's questing fingers found the waistband of Suzie's lacy panties. With nimble grace, Meg hooked her thumb under the delicate fabric and tugged it aside, revealing Suzie's glistening folds.

Meg broke the kiss, her emerald eyes locking with Jeffrey's. She gestured pointedly between his straining erection and Suzie's exposed sex, her meaning unmistakable. Jeffrey swallowed hard, his pulse thundering in his ears as understanding dawned.

With trembling hands, he positioned himself between Suzie's spread thighs. Meg's fingers still held her panties to one side, offering unimpeded access. Jeffrey hesitated for just a moment before pressing forward, groaning as he sank into Suzie's tight, wet heat.

Suzie's eyes snapped open, a small moan escaping her lips as she felt Jeffrey's thickness stretching her inner walls, invading her in a way that both terrified and excited her.

Meg's hand found its way between her own thighs, delving beneath the hem of her dress as she began to pleasure herself in time with Jeffrey's thrusts. Suzie's legs wrapped around Jeffrey's waist, drawing him in even deeper as she abandoned herself to the sensation.

The room was filled with their muffled moans and the heady scent of arousal. Sweat glistened on all three of their bodies, testament to the intensity of their coupling. Jeffrey's thrusts grew more frantic, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he neared his climax.

As Jeffrey's pace intensified, Suzie felt a tension building deep within her core. Her breaths came in short, staccato gasps as waves of pleasure radiated outward. Meg, sensing Suzie was close, leaned in to capture her lips in a searing kiss.

Suzie's back arched off the bed as her climax crashed over her. Her inner walls clenched rhythmically around Jeffrey's length, drawing a guttural moan from him. Meg swallowed Suzie's cries of ecstasy, her tongue dancing with Suzie's as the brunette shuddered through her release.

Meg's fingers tangled in Suzie's hair, holding her close as aftershocks rippled through her body. She peppered Suzie's flushed face with tender kisses, murmuring words of encouragement against her skin. Suzie's eyes fluttered open, unfocused and hazy with lingering pleasure.

Jeffrey continued to move within her oversensitive channel, chasing his own release. Suzie whimpered softly into Meg's mouth, overwhelmed by the continued stimulation. Meg's hand found Suzie's, interlacing their fingers and squeezing gently in silent support.

As Suzie's orgasm began to ebb, Meg deepened their kiss once more. Her free hand cupped Suzie's breast, thumb brushing over a taut nipple.

Meg shifted her weight, pinning Suzie's arms above her head as she straddled the brunette's hips. Her emerald eyes blazed with intensity as she leaned down, her lips brushing Suzie's ear.

"Ready to be knocked up?" Meg whispered huskily, her hot breath sending shivers down Suzie's spine.

Suzie let out a deep, guttural moan at Meg's words, her body arching up against the other woman's. The taboo nature of it all - being held down while Jeffrey pounded into her unprotected depths, Meg's sultry voice promising such forbidden delights - it was all too much.

"Oh fuck," Suzie whimpered, her eyes rolling back as another wave of pleasure crashed over her. "Meg..." she gasped, her body trembling in ecstasy.

Meg's eyes darkened with desire, and she leaned in to capture Suzie's swollen lips in a passionate kiss. As their tongues intertwined, Jeffrey's thrusts became erratic, his breathing ragged. "I'm gonna... I'm gonna..." he panted.

Meg broke the kiss and looked down at him, her emerald eyes blazing with lust and control. "Do it," she purred, her voice dripping with hunger. "Fill her up."

With a strangled groan, Jeffrey surrendered to the intense sensations overwhelming his senses. He drove himself deep within Suzie one last time, his seed pulsing hotly within her eager depths. Meg's hand found its way between Suzie's legs again, massaging her clit in time with Jeffrey's spasms, prolonging and intensifying both their orgasms.