One of the onlookers interrupts.

You grin widely at the sight of the wonderful ladies in front of you, wanting to jump each of them there and then, fucking their brains out on the floor in front of everyone. Your cock throbs hard in your boxers, but not being a complete jerk, you constrain yourself. Before you manage to say something, however, a voice from the other girls in the locker room interrupts.

"Ellen, what the fuck is going on?"

You all turn towards it. A plump, almost fat brunette girl in her early twenties has emerged from the group of girls. She is wearing a full dark blur bathing suit, which leaves a lot to the imagination. It goes all the way up to her neck, covers her shoulders and doesnt stop until a few inches down her fat thighs. Even so, it cannot hide the fact that two of the largest breasts you have ever seen jiggle and shake under the fabric as she moves. Neither can it deny her huge ass, which even as she stands directly in front of you can be seen protruding a little on the sides of her hips. Even though she has some stomach, her body is still hourglass shaped, although not in the classic measurements of Ellen, Mandy or Jenn, but nevertheless not entirely unpleasant to look at. At the least, it does not affect your raging hard on in a negative manner. Her round, fairly pretty face glares at you.

"What is that BOY doing in the GIRLS locker room, Ellen?" she asks, folding her arms under her breasts. If the suit was cut any lower, that move would cause them to burst from their confinement. Now, they just move around in a nice way under the spandex.

"Geez, Gianna, calm down," Ellen sighs. "The boys lockers are out of commission, he has to change in here."

Gianna frowns.

"Thats a little odd, no other boys have been in here!"

Ellen rolls her eyes.

"Come on, you fat cow, the showers just broke in there! Would you rather have him bathe unshowered in your precious pools?"

Gianna visibly fumes but doesn't answer. Instead, she lumbers off into the showers.

"Who was THAT?" Mandy says with a wry smile after she left.

"That, dear sister," Ellen says and puts her arm around Mandys thin waist, "was Gianna, Campus Head Lesbian, Chair of the Widley Feminists Club and Matron of the Girls Locker Room."

Mandy laughs hard.

"Needless to say," Jenn adds, "neither I nor Ellen tends to get along with her very well."

"Lesbian, you say?" Mandy muses as Ellens grip around her waist shoves her towards the showers.

"Oh, come on!" Ellen laughs. "You can do so much better than her, sis. Besides," she adds as you all enter the shower room, "despite being the cunt-eater you are, there isn't a feminist bone in your body, and she'll hate your guts the moment she gets to know you."

"And we wouldn't have it any other way, either!" Jenn laughs.

In the shower room, two walls are covered with shower heads, about eight in each. Gianna stands under one of the showerheads, legs spread wide, turned towards you, her eyes closed and her head tilted backwards. Her hands are combing through her brown hair as the water flows through it and over the very many curves of her bodacious body.

Jenn moves up to you as the sisters take two showers next to each other on the same wall as Gianna.

"Come on, lets play with her!" she giggles and pushes you into the shower just opposite of Giannas, so that you stand turned towards her, just a couple of meters away from her. Jenn reaches in behind you and hits the button, and warm water soon flow over you, wetting your boxers and causing them to hang wetly over your raging hard on. She cuddles in under the water together with you, her black original suit soon getting all wet and glistening on her firm pale body. She stands up on tippy toe and locks her lips onto yours, quickly feeding you with her tasty tongue, pushing her tits into your chest and grabbing your cock with her hand. Your hands reach around her and push her closer to you, but she soon breaks the kiss and sinks to her knees, a long strand of saliva linking your lips together before breaking. She shoots a quick glance towards the doorway to the locker room, but noone is there at the moment, and she quickly pulls your boxers to your feet, causing your hard fat cock to spring up into her face, hitting her under her chin.

"Ouch!" she laughs. "Okay, lets wash up fast!" She takes half your cock in her mouth and sucks violently, making gurgling noises and causing saliva to dribble over her chin. All the while, she looks up into your face, smiles and jerks the cock with one hand, caressing the balls with another. Its one of the most magnificent blowjobs you've ever gotten, and within seconds, you feel your cum rising in your balls. You put your hands on her head and roughly fuck her head a few times, causing her to gargle and cough even more, before letting her go.

"I'm gonna cum!" you whisper. Jenn pulls the cock out of her mouth and jerks it in front of her face while still looking up at you. "Aaarrgh...!" you groan and feel the orgasm shake your body, making your cock erupt like a fucking volcano. Rope after sticky hot rope of cum flows over her face, in her hair, on her chin, nose, ears, cheeks, throat and into her grining mouth. When the last burst hits her right between the eyes, she smiles and gets to her feet. You stare at her, panting heavily, your cock still hard. No one seems to have noticed out in the locker room and Gianna is still caressing her scalp in the hot water, with her eyes closed. Jenn turns towards her, standing a little to the side of you, giving you a view of her almost naked ass in the strange dress.

"So, Gianna," she says loudly, her face still covered in your cum, dripping from her chin and earlobes, running down her nose, sticking in her wet red hair. "What's the shower policy anyway, naked or in suits?"

Gianna opens her eyes to answer, but before she can open her mouth, she sees your rock hard cock, stil pointing right at her large plump body, and Jenns pretty face, drenched in what only too obviously is sperm, loads and loads of sperm.