A goddamned geyser, that’s what.

After what felt like an eternity of restraint, Leonard’s eyes opened fiercely, and he shouted “C-Cumming!” as telltale throbs began to travel up his unbelievable length. Jenny acted quickly, anchoring herself to his glans by pressing her lips at the point the mushroom tip began to flare out from the plain skin. In her mind, it was a perfect plan to monopolize the upcoming load.

She never stood a chance.

Her cheeks were filled to the brim in an instant, and white seed was spilling out of her mouth a moment later. Audible gulps showed she was trying to keep it all under control, but it was no use. She was **** off Leonard’s member as her endurance was pushed to the limit, practically propelled off from the **** of his cumshot.

In her rival’s wake, Cheryl took possession of the tip next. She focused the glans into one of her cheeks, still trying to coax out more seed in her hubris. As if the current load wasn’t enough already. Swallowing spurt after spurt, she pumped his uncovered length with her hand, reaching an intense speed with the assistance of her earlier set up lubrication.

But she too was no match. Dribbles of ivory came down her chin as a prelude to the mess to come, and the amount became too great to even consider gulping all at once. As her lips were **** open from the load’s exponential rise in volume, Cheryl conceded. Her mouth left his cock unoccupied, for the last member of this “ménage a quatre” to take her place.

But Erica didn’t just “take Lenny’s cock into her mouth”, no. She deepthroated the whole thing, and kept downing cum as she fondled his balls. Jenny and Cheryl could only look on in awe, as she demonstrated an unmistakable place at the peak of “Those Who Sleep With Leonard”.

Once the spurts stopped, she pulled herself off of his member, revealing a cock that was still standing tall.

“N-No fucking way…! H-How’s he still hard…!?” the apartment’s owner whispered. Lenny stepped to her prone form, pulling her to her feet and then to the bed itself. She lay on her back as he got into position, placing his dick along her midsection as if showing her just how deep he would be reaching. The very tip went just beyond her navel. “Uh… t-that’s… a little b-bi—“

He pierced through, bottoming out with about three or four inches of cock left to go. “Huh, can’t fit the rest… Oh well, the tip’s the most useful part anyways.” he sighed, as he began to thrust. With each motion inward, a slight bulge was visible in time with Jenny’s grunts. Whether they were from pain, from pleasure, or both was unclear. Either way, her eyes started rolling up into her head.

“Guh… muh… blurgh…” spilled out of her mouth, as Lenny’s dick went ever so slightly deeper each time he thought he’d touched the end. “Guh… gib… meh… morr…” she eventually **** out, perhaps overestimating her own limits.

Leonard nodded nonetheless, saying “Okay, will do…! Was gonna come soon anyways…!” as he picked up speed. And amazingly, he’d started fitting more of himself into her with each pump inwards. At this point, he’d managed to get balls-deep into her, despite having already reached her cervix since the beginning. He half-remembered reading something like this, that the vagina would lengthen itself in tandem with a woman’s arousal. It made enough sense to him, seeing as penises did the same thing.

But soon, as Jenny’s face became drenched in both tears and snot, her expression turning twisted and unkempt, she called out “AHM CUMMIN—!” as her walls clamped tighter than ever, practically enough to sever a lesser cock from its host body. The member inside of her wasn’t going down that easily though, and it started spraying its genetic payload deeper within her than anything had ever gone before, almost as a response to the flesh that it had thus far pushed into orgasmic territory. The bulge from Leonard’s cock bumping into her abdomen reappeared, steadily growing a little at a time. Then, of course, her insides ran out of space and the rest of the massive load leaked onto the bed around her despite the dick that was flush with her entrance.

He pulled himself free of his rapidly fading partner. She was still alive, but had merely fainted from the sensory overload of what her mind had just withstood.

“Okay… whoo-boy… Alright, Cheryl wanted next, right?” Leonard asked, unreacting to Jenny’s twitching **** form. “Come on, get up here…” he muttered, as he pulled her onto the bed too.

“H-Hold on a second, I—“ she stammered, but still found her body smushed on top of the woman she’d feuded with a short time ago, her ass facing up as their faces were uncomfortably close. The woman’s expression was locked into what most terminally online folks would call an “ahegao”, and Cheryl had a creeping suspicion that before long she would be in the same state. “P-Please be gentle…?” she whimpered, as she felt his head bump into her entrance.

“Okay, but I’m gonna make sure you can finish too. That might get a little rough, so please bear with me.” he stated, voice free of any malice, before absolutely wrecking her world. He’d reached the end of her canal just as quickly as he had with Jenny, and she could feel him gently nudging her womb’s mouth. “You and Ann weren’t fond of the cervix-pounding, I remember that, so… how’s this?” he asked, as he began a target series of hip movements.

The glans of his monster member started catching on specific parts of her vaginal walls. Spots she guided him to the night before to expedite her climaxes. She’d gone through an extended dry spell since the last time Ann had brought her a meat vibrator, and had a lot of steam to blow off.

This time though, he’d sought out her weak points with blinding speed and vigorous intensity. The feelings traveling up her spine made Cheryl’s brain melt. “H-He’s… a beast…!” she concluded, before her mind was wiped clean by an almost never-ending chain of orgasms that ravaged her very perception of time and space.

After all, it must’ve been hours since they started. Nevermind the alarm clock she could see out of the corner of her eye, which displayed “6:43” around the time they started worshipping his cock, only to now read “7:08”, it must be a mistake. It had to have been hours since this demon had wormed its way into the deepest parts of her very being, how else could she have had so many back-to-back climaxes?

The short man who seemed to have a chokehold on her body’s every sensation grunted “Okay, I’m getting close again…! It sounds like you were able to finish though, so I’ll just cum now…!” until one final thrust marked a sudden swelling of her insides.

The womb couldn’t just be filled, of course. It was held shut with a specific mucus that would only let sperm through during specific times of the month. No, it was more the area around the cervix that got bloated. It was still the vagina, and still had unmatched expansive capabilities. A child’s head can pass through them for a reason, after all.

Not that Cheryl could think of any of that, though. Her mind was already ravaged by non-stop pleasure that left her practically catatonic. The creampie was, ironically enough, simply the cherry on top of her current condition.

So when Lenny removed his dick from her thoroughly plumbed depths, she slumped on top of Jenny’s similarly unmoving-yet-alive form. Their faces were pressed together thanks to gravity’s efforts, but not in a way that could be construed as a kiss. More like two ragdolls that happened to fall onto each other. The closest they ever touched was when the cum dripping out of each of their slits coalesced into a single string of glue-like paste.

As he panted, fresh from a bout of physical exertion, Leonard heard from behind “And then there were two…!”

He turned to see his roommate’s eager face as she licked her lips, climbing onto the bed as he stammered “S-Settle down, there’s two peo—!”

Lenny wouldn’t finish that sentence, since Erica tackled him onto the bed and began to go to town on his still-throbbing erection.

Jenny and Cheryl woke up some minutes later to find the other two rutting in an almost bestial round of intense mating. Erica had one hand on a wall while her other held up one of her legs in a full standing split. Leonard‘s feet, meanwhile, were completely off of the ground. This wasn’t much of an issue though, considering he was held aloft by own arms and legs that were wrapped around his partner’s lower body.

And, of course, all the while he was thrusting his member into Erica’s greedy lower mouth.

“More, more…! You have more to give me, don’t you…!?” she screeched, a mad grin on her face.

His own expression was one of wanton pleasure, as he shouted “Of course…! No one else can keep up with me…!” while picking up speed.

Eventually he hilted himself within her, pumping another round of white goo into her eager snatch, the pair mutually groaning in satisfaction as the fluid-in-name-only dripped from the site of their union.

“… fuck, m-muh carpets…” Jenny wheezed, realizing the massive cleanup awaiting them.

Cheryl moaned “T-Thank goodness they c-counter each other…” as she struggled to get off of the smaller woman underneath.

After about fifteen minutes of further rutting (and five or six dual orgasms), Leonard and Erica seemed to settle down into their usual temperaments. Enough to take stock of the bedroom alongside the impromptu orgy’s remaining ostensible members, at least.

In a word, the place was drenched. Semen covered the floors and bed, even splattering on some of the walls. It wasn’t quite on the level of water on a non-carpeted floor, but it was still present enough that you’d be hard-pressed to find a way to take a step that didn’t end in touching jizz.

“S-Sorry, I kinda… blanked…” Leonard apologized, his dick finally flaccid from satisfaction. “I-I’ll clean it up, so—“

“It’s fine, we’ll do it together, we all took part.” Cheryl assured, though she muttered “Some more than others…” while giving a side-eye towards Erica.

“Sorry t-too…” evidently she noticed.

Jenny groaned “Ugh, might be a blessing in disguise here, but none of the cum’s staining shit. Like, it’s so thick it’s practically lumps of clay…” as she pulled a particularly dense rope off of her bed’s comforter to demonstrate. “Fucking gross, but still…” This quality did help to speed up the process, as disparate noodles of cum could be rolled up off of the room’s various surfaces into clumps of similar matter.

Although, once they consolidated the collected cumshots to a trash can, Leonard noticed something that made his skin crawl.