Chapter 2: The Graduates

Marsha Franklin moaned in sheer ecstasy as a huge African American man thrust into her again and again from doggy style. She relished in all 12 inches of black cock sheathing inside her soaking cunt again and again. She would have been lost and her brain fried, if she did not fight back with her own grasping and pulsing muscles, pulling cock deeper and deeper inside. She made the huge brute fight for every stroke out and in, a sexual duel for the ages.

“Baby, this pussy is insane!” The man exclaimed as he struggled to extract himself for another thrust

“As insane as this cock of yours Will,” Marsha panted as she lurched up to lay against his chest and plant him with a sopping wet kiss, “The program treated you right, I can’t believe you were ever shorter than six inches.”

Will responded by yanking her off his cock and laying her down on the bed in missionary. He stuck his tongue down her throat, an act she returned with the same lustful need, and began pound her deep with enhanced stamina.

Sitting in an armchair next to the bed, Bob Franklin looked on in complete admiration of his loving wife and her prowess in bed. The sight of her mastering a massive cock made his heart fill with love, and his dick fill with lust.

Well, the petite blond with huge tits kneeling in front of him also helped that out.

Her platinum blonde hair fell down in ringlets as she clutched his 13-inch member between two enormous tits. They were tits that were designed to be fake, they stuck out from the woman like bolts and never seemed to lose that rounded shape.

“Darlin, are you going to spend the whole time staring at your wife? Am I doing all this work for nothing?” The blond asked in a sultry southern accent while her titfuck enveloped Bob completely.

“My apologies Carla, it is kind of hard to look away from the one you love.”

“Well, then let me command your full attention, because I have been dying to get this cock in my ass for the last hour, and I ain’t waiting any longer!” Carla shouted as she shot up from the ground and jumped into Bob’s lap and slid his cock up her tight asshole.

Carla bounced up and down, laughing in a high-pitched squeal as she mashed Bob’s face into her tits. Try as he might now, there was no way he could look away. Carla shouted in happiness as she bottomed out on Bob. She then began to shift her hips in a circular motion, effectively grinding Bob’s massive rod on all parts of her insides and causing the normally cool Bob to grip the sides of the armchair.

“Shit, Carla that feels amazing.”

“You like that baby? I mastered this technique in my Anal 2 class at the factory, makes sure that I get, every, possible, angle of your prick when you are inside me.” She shuddered as her tight abs shifted Bob’s member like an old-fashioned Ford

“That you are, effective, I am trying my hardest to not explode. Marsha, you have to try this out!”

“Mmmmm hmmmm.” Marsha mumbled; she couldn’t answer clearly because Will now had her bent over the edge of the bed as he jackhammered her throat. Bob and Carla watched now, seeing the outline of Will’s dick as it went in and out of Martha’s bulging throat. Any normal human would not be able to handle such savagery, but Martha Franklin was a graduate, and one of the best graduates to ever exist.

“Shit, SHIT, SHIT!!!!” Will screamed as he made one final thrust, fully sheathed in Marsha as he unleashed a torrent of cum. Bob and Carla came as well, the sight of Will’s cum unloading into Marsha setting off his own barrage of semen to completely fill Carla’s ass.

The two couples collapsed as their orgasms subsided, both wordlessly breathing sighs of happiness. Will pulled out of Marsha with a final splurt of cum and sat back down on the bed fully spent.

“Man, ain't no sex like graduate sex. It still blows my mind that you guys came out of the factory too.” Will sighed as he leaned over and played with Marsha’s fully soaked pussy.

“Agreed.” Marsha sighed as she bucked back against the invading fingers, “I knew as soon as I saw your wife’s rack at the social, only a graduate would have tits so amazing.”

“You ain’t too bad yourself darling.” Carla giggled as she came over and began making out with Marsha on the bed, their enhanced tongues sharing bits of the multiple cumshots from the day’s events.

“Fuck, it is 5:30?! Shit time flies. We have to get going Carla, I have an evening meeting with the owner of the Jets in the City.” Will said as he stood up off the bed and headed towards the bathroom.

“But baby, I still have to show Marsha my grinding exercises, she promised me to put a good word in with the throat surgeon back at the factory to give me the upgrade she has, you know, so I can finally bottom out on you too?” The petite blond begged as she grabbed Will’s dick.

“Maybe next time baby, as much as I want that to happen. I am about to get a max contract for my guy and that means a shit ton of money for us.”

“Don’t worry about it Carla, I’ll still call the doctor give you a glowing recommendation. One quick trip back to the factory and you will be able to suck an I-beam down if you desire.” She assured as Bob wrapped his arms around her from behind and gently nibbled her neck.

“Really! Thank you so much Martha, I was never able to master deepthroating at the factory, it was the one regret I had before I graduated.”

“You have my info, just let us know when everything is settled. Now I need to use your shower and run!” Will said as he rushed into the bathroom

“How about we join you, there is plenty of room for all of us and the ladies sure can clean a cock faster than us.” Bob laughed as he slapped Carla on the ass and guided his guests towards the massive shower.

Marsha could only laugh as he followed her husband, when a flash of movement caught her eye. She looked over at the doorway, swearing she saw something.

“Will fucked me so hard I am seeing things now. We need to keep this a regular thing Bob.” She moved toward the sound of rushing water against naked flesh, joining her fellow graduates as she shut the door behind her.