They get you even more wet...

You moan and roll around on the floor, holding your cum-filled belly and cough from the salty cum that had poured down your throat. You sit up and check your phone, waiting for a message from your mistresses to say that they would pick you up: as fun as these girls were, you had a feeling this was only the tip of the iceberg.

You stand up and head towards the door and stop as someone opened it for you on the other side.

It was Rebecca, a girl he'd only seen in passing at school, 6"5 with massive DD tits, chubby and towering over you. Not only that, she was completely naked, with only a small towel in her hand, clearly headed to join the rest in the shower. She pouted and giggled as you step back in shock at her massive from, captivated by her tits. She takes a step towards you and pinches you on the cheeks.

"Awww, are you our little boytoy for tonight? I'm sorry I'm so late, I was just finishing up at home. My brother's gotten so horny lately..."

You feel a small gust of wind, something near your groin and look down. It was her flaccid foot-long cock, growing and growing. It looked meaty, something that would be harder to fit between your cheeks than the cocks you've met before. She pinches your cheeks harder, pulling you to face her and kisses you. You moan in pleasure as you felt her tongue pushing in and down on yours, lifting and pushing, fucking the back, top and bottom of your mouth, mind-fucking you, the rhythm and the raw **** making you somehow moan in pleasure, your eyes looking up at the ceiling in pure ecstasy. She breaks off the kiss and licks the side of your face, growling, her penis getting more and more wooden, whispering into your ear.

"So, my good little ****, you have a choice; either come with me to the shower, have fun with our tits and cocks, sure, or we could skip this. We could just leave and go home to mine. I'd keep you, and you'd never be bored, as long as you don't bore me that is..."

You attempt to groan an answer but she shushes you, grabbing the back of your head and forcing you into her tits, moaning as they rumble from your protests, as you lick them. She decides to give you a bit more motivation, working her fingers down your back, her digits crawling and marching as they get closer to your ass. She breaks through your anus and a little white liquid leaks but she persists, finding that right spot and punches it with just one finger, causing you to bounce. She hits it again and you bounce into her again, moaning. She puts one arm under yours, grabbing the back of your head and says, "Suck," pushing your face into one of her breasts and you suck, groaning as she finger-fucks you again.

She laughs and puts more fingers in, two, then three, and time seems to distort, stretch and bend, just like your will. When you eventually come up for breath your anus tingles and you thrust forwards one last time, screaming as you come. She takes her fingers out and brushes them on her towel, laying you down on the bench. She sits beside your head, looking down on you as you pant and moan, bucking every few seconds to ejaculate again from the residual pleasure. Bending down, she whispers into your ear, "Imagine if I had used my cock at all. I've got two sisters, bigger tits, bigger fingers, bigger appetites. They go harder than me ****, so much harder. Those girls in there, they're fun. But their parties are nothing without me. Renounce your mistresses, join me or come into the shower and I'll teach those girls to fuck just as hard, if not better, than I can."

"You decide..."