A pink door with no sign

You spot a pink door with flowers decorating the frame. Shrugging your shoulders, you figure a girly door like that would have plenty of women on the other side and step through the doorway.

The door disappears behind you as you materialize in a dark bedroom. Moonlight trickles in through the window, spotlighting on a queen-sized bed covered in stuffed animals and pink blankets. Two beautiful women in their mid twenties, naked and tangled in each other’s arms, lay on the bed kissing. Lesbians.

The girl on top has ruffled bright green hair that stands out in the dark. Her body, slim and pale, glimmers in the light, evidently they had just made love together. You can’t see much of the girl on the bottom, except for her wavy brown hair spread out on the bed behind her. You silently sneak your sweatpants off, they still haven’t spotted you yet.

“Do you really think this could go on forever Jess?” The one on top whispers sweetly.

The one you presume is Jess responds. “I hope it does. I love you, Hazel.” They kiss passionately, you can almost feel the aching love and desire for one another from across the room.

“This was such a perfect night…” Hazel continues. “A movie… Dinner at my favorite restaurant…” She bares a pearly white set of teeth that glint ever so slightly. “Sharing a bed with someone that knows every curve of my body…” The two lesbians burst into giggles. “This is the happiest I’ve ever been in my life,” she says passionately.

Until you turn on the light switch.

Their heads shoot up in alarm, searching for whoever just ruined their passionate moment. You waste no time, making a bee line for the bed with your arms stretched out.

“GRAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!” You roar, sending the ladies into a screaming fit. Green haired Hazel buries her face in Jess’s bosom. You seize her by her colorful crop of hair, wrenching her face up to your dick.

“WHO ARE YOU?!” She wails, growing red in the face with stress. You crack her hard across the face with your open hand.

“YOUR WORST NIGHTMARE BITCH, GRAHHHH!!!”You bellow, plunging your cock into her screaming hole.

“AAAAIIIIIIGAHKGAHKGAHKGAHK!!!” she gags as you fuck her throat mercilessly, stretching her esophagus in double time. Her partner Jess screams uncontrollably underneath of her, you stick your fingers down her throat to shut her up.

“Ugh, it’s a shame I can’t throatfuck both of you at the same time…” You mutter, both of them too preoccupied to respond. Hazel’s stomach lurches, you pull out and direct her mouth at her partner. Jess looks up when you pull your fingers out of her throat, only to be blasted in the face by a jet of projectile vomit. Fluids splash off her cheeks, soaking their cute bunny-print sheets in sour white vomit. Jess, disgusted by Hazel’s yak, regurgitates some vomit of her own. You pin her head to the bed and watch it bubble out of her mouth.

Snotty and crying, you get a better look at the lesbians with the lights on. Hazel, whose face is contorted into a bawl, has pale, handful sized breasts and a juicy peach shaped ass. Her lover, Jess, whose face you can see for the first time, is a bit more tanned and round, with floppy, fat titties laying in puddles on her chest. Hazel’s chest heaves pathetically as she tries to hold back her tears.

“W-why… SNIFF. SNIFF-SNIFF. Why are you DOING THISSSSSUHUHUHUHHHHH…” She cries, her back lurching pitifully from her sobs. You grab her by the throat, tearing her from her partner’s loving arms. You wind up for a hard slap.

CRACK

CRACK CRACK

CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK

Hazel whimpers as you slap her face silly, her bright red cheeks begin to swell. Her lover, Jess, tries to object, but you send her reeling back to the bed with a well placed smack to the cheekbone. You slap Hazel over and over, holding her throat in a death grip, before bending down to her level.

“Because the door was open,” you growl, breaking out in a deep, evil laugh. The lesbians sob uncontrollably, clutching each other in their arms for comfort. You break up their heartfelt moment of love for one another with another well placed slap to the side of the head.

“C’mere!” You growl, wrenching Hazel up by her hair again. Defeated, she opens her mouth for you, perhaps hoping to get this over with. You plunge yourself balls deep in her mouth, shaking her head back and forth as you pummel her cheeks with your hips. Your balls make loud plapping sounds as they crash into her chin.

“HURKHURKHURKHURKHRRRKKKKHHHH—GLAAAAUUURGGHHH!!!” She gargles as you stroke out another mouthful of throw up. Vomit pours out of her nose and mouth, singeing her nostrils with hot stomach acid. You direct the stream at her partner, Hazel cry pukes as she sprays the love of her life’s face with vomit. Immobilized by your grip on her hair, she clears her sinuses, you laugh as you watch two ropes of mucuous dangle from her nostrils. She closes her eyes and blows her nose again, harder this time, to no avail. You send her sprawling with another slap, her twin snot strands wrap around her face as she falls to the side

You turn your attention to Jess, who so far has managed to avoid most of your impact play. Lifting her up by her throat, you plant her in a seated position, forcing your fingers into her throat.

“Get underneath her. NOW,” you bark at Hazel, who frantically positions herself under her partner to avoid another slap. “OPEN YOUR MOUTH!” You order. With a deep, guttural roar, Jess vomits into Hazel’s mouth, you clamp her mouth shut before she can spit it out.

“Swallow it. Right now,” you whisper tersely. To give Hazel credit, she tries her best, but the thick, sloppy texture of throw up triggers her own gag reflex, she wriggles out of your grasp and spits everything out on the bed. You fly into a rage, hitting her in the face as hard as you can.

CRACKCRACKCRACKCRACKCRACK

You beat her practically senseless, bruising her cheekbones with your open palm, windmill swats. Jess, who’s seated in front of you with her back to you, screams the whole time and tries to get you to stop, but her feeble, stubby arms aren’t strong enough to hold you back. Hazel crumples on the bed, still breathing.

You turn your attention to the annoying whore that was trying to hinder you, Jess. Grabbing her by the throat, you administer another savage beating, smacking her face until it’s as bruised as her partner’s.

“THIS IS MY UNIVERSE YOU FUCKING WHORE!!!” You scream in her face, shaking her for emphasis. “YOU DON’T GET TO TELL ME WHAT TO DO!!!” Dazed and confused, Jess stares at you slack jawed with swollen red cheeks. You give her another couple cracks and lay her down on her back, she lays there in a daze. You feed your cock into her mouth and slam your abdomen into her chin.

Propped up on her face missionary style, you start pounding her throat like you’re trying to impregnate it. The folds of her neck jiggle when your pelvis makes contact with her chin, you grab a handful of them and squeeze tight. Conscious but not quite ‘present,’ Jess’s only movements are involuntary reflexes made by her nervous system, mostly, gag reflexes. Slop pours from her mouth, the head of your cock dredging it from the depths of her gullet. You penetrate her throat for a long time with no breaks for air, after about 5 minutes her partner Hazel stirs. She watches you brutalize her lover’s throat blankly, blinking a couple times when she realizes what’s going on.

“OH MY GOD STOP! SHE CANT BREATHE!” She wails, clumsily trying to wrestle you off her partner. You pin her down stomach to stomach with Jess and unsheathe, swapping Jess’s throat for Hazel’s.

“As long as I got a throat to fuck I’m happy,” you chuckle, shaking Hazel’s head on your dick. Jess sputters back to life, awakened by the strange laws of BJU. Straddling her face, you spread your legs out and lower your gooch onto her tongue.

“Lick,” you command, leaving a red hand print on her titty for good measure. Jess’s tongue lights up your prostate area, her movements so expertly precise you wonder if they’re her own. Sucking your teeth, you go back to shaking Hazel’s head, your balls are boiling and you feel an orgasm approaching.

“HRRKH-HRRKH-HRRKH-HRRKHGUHMGUHMGUHMGUHMGUHMGUHMGUHM-PPPFFFFFFHHHSSSHHHHH!!!” Hazel sputters as you explode balls deep in her throat, her cheeks bulged out like a sloppy chipmunks. Semen shoots out of her nostrils, she weakly tries to free herself but your grip around her skull is much too strong. Your cock squirts nasty, salty semen into her gullet over and over, each pulse sending a full load into her stomach. You cum for over a minute, tossing Hazel’s head to the side like a piece of trash when you’re done. She crumples to the ground, white eyed and leaking semen from her mouth.

Just then, another pink door lined by flowers materializes next to you out of thin air. You get up off the bed, Jess, who was still mechanically licking your balls, reverts back to her dazed, unconscious state.

You put your dingy, grey sweatpants back on and walk through the door.