Fired!

“Uh…” you stammer.

“Just a slut like all the rest…” She mutters, clearly disappointed. “Hope the rest of them work out for you, you won’t be getting any of *this*,” she stands on the cart, showing her balls so swollen they hang past her knees. “You’re fired, if you didn’t get that,” she shouts back at you as you hear her stomp away. “Leave the boxes.”

“I’m so sorry, hun,” you feel her pat your butt as she pulls out. “Do you want to come over and talk about it?”

“…Yeah…let me unload these first…”

“I’ll hold your phone,” the second helps you pull up your pants without the phone in them.

They help you pile the boxes against the wall and you follow them to their apartment. It’s a well-lit and bright apartment, even in the evening light. They take off their clothes after they lead you inside.

“One way mirrors for windows…oh! I’m Vivian. This is Celine,” says the one that was inside your bottom.

You pull off all your clothes as well. They are thoroughly soaked and land with a wet splat on top of where they tossed theirs. They stand together, seeing you are in an introspective mood.

“I’ve never lost a job before,” you state simply.

“Seems like your client was pretty special, too? Was she the first?” Vivian asks.

“Yeah. First time I saw one on a girl, first to cum on me. Her and her sister DP me and filled me up so nice. I don’t know what came over me. Sherrie and you ladies…”

“You made a mistake. They clearly had a certain trust in you, and you broke it. You can’t fix that kind of thing. We’ve all been there,” Celine finishes.

“Maybe this is a good thing. You ladies said you can’t fit inside anyone else, even each other?”

“Not even close. You could, but I don’t think anything larger. Funny we have such huge cocks and can’t reciprocate, right?” Vivian observes.

“We don’t even shoot a lot of cum, our balls aren’t even proportionate!” Celine whines.

“You gave me a pretty solid facial,” you smirk, gesturing to the cooling ropes of jizz coating your face. You walk up to them and grab each semi-hard shaft and fondle them. “I don’t know if this is what I want. This is my first day with any of this and I’m entirely unprepared.”

“It was my first time, too,” Vivian reminds you.

“I still need to get a go,” Celine chimes in.

“It’s still early,” you remind her. “Maybe we should spend the night together?”