Let’s get to it

It was freaky.

Henrika’s eyes rolled up into her head, and she leaned back violently.

If she wasn’t tied down, she would have surely fallen over.

Shit.

I didn’t know Ulla’s “knowledge” was this potent when taken all at once.

For a small while, I was scared Henrika was permanently damaged.

But… It took about 10 seconds, and then, finally, Henrika slowly lowered her head again and her eyes turned back to normal.

Thank Christ.

…What if, for example, Ulla was on TV, and said that phrase?

She could cause an unlimited amount of traffic accidents and other kinds of catastrophes all around the nation, as people blacked out and fell over, trying to digest the new information.

…yeah, I had to be careful with this. I should use her power only in a controlled environment.

At least I found about it now, and not some worse way later.

Henrika’s eyes began fluttering, finally focusing on us again… once again remembering where she was. An audience for her wife’s debauchery.

At least she’d probably have a new way to appreciate that now. She could see this as it truly was. A lowly creature trying to please the superior gender. As was the natural order of things.

Ulla was still staring at my schlong. Actually, I’m not sure she even once took her eyes off it, while her wife just got her mind wiped in a scary manner. No. My dick was the center of her universe now.

And she waited for the last order to slide in closer.

She licked her lips.

…It was a bit odd, I had to admit. I mean… she was completely a lesbian, right? But it was like… she really wanted my dick?

Did I remind her of her favorite dildo or something? Was she so **** for another release, that literally anything would have made her gush at this point? A banana? A cigar?

You know what? I was not going to complain. Or look a gift horse in the mouth.

I wanted her now.

I took a rough, pinching hold of her nipples, and drew her whole body against my cock.

What a lovely scream. A little terror, a little pain… and a really erotic moan. All mixed together.

I adjusted my cock perfectly between her milky white, soft, shiny breasts.

It felt like it belonged there.

Her skin was still burning hot. It didn’t matter, because so was my dick.

The tip of my dick was just beneath her chin. If she looked down, she could practically see it smiling at her.

But she looked up. At me. Questioningly.

Yeah, I felt certain this was the first time in her tits were hugging some guy’s dick. No wonder she probably felt a bit lost.

“H-how, d-do I…” she stuttered.

“Just rub your jugs against it. Like you were giving it a royal massage.”

A small, defeated nod.

Then… She grabbed both of her tits with her hands.

Really squishing the soft, pillowy melons against my dick.

Fuck. That alone felt so good I wanted to explode already. Thank God for my legendary sex skills, I had the ability to still hold on for quite a long time.

Then she, ever-so-slowly, slid her right tit up my shaft.

So fucking heavenly. Damn. From now on I should lube up all the women I was going to have sex with.

Then as her right tit went down… the left tit rose up.

Oh hell yeah. She had immediately figured out the rotational technique with her tits. What a champ.

She kept that going for a good while. It really felt like a perfect dick massage. So thorough, so careful, so… sensual.

This didn’t require that much skill. Just the right kind of big tits. Which she had.

I turned my head to Henrika.

She was looking in the opposite direction of us. And had closed her eyes.

I snapped my fingers loudly.

“Henrika. No no no. No looking away. Your wife is trying her darnest to be a great cockwarmer for me, and you’re disrespecting her efforts by not even watching? If you keep that up… Well… You know the consequences.”

She let out a long, sad sigh, and opened up her eyes again. From her point of view, she had direct sight to my dick and Ulla’s mammary massage. (HENRIKA: +7SP) (+11SP) It was clear she hated what she was seeing, but somehow struggled to keep her eyes open.

Ulla, on the other hand, didn’t give Henrika even one look anymore. I’m sure she just wanted to get through this, as fast as possible.

Which was clear from the way she increased her titty-rubbing pace.

I grabbed her by the hair, turning her face up to me.

“Slow down. It’s not a race. Besides, I think you’re handling my dick a bit too roughly. Do it more lovingly. Maybe try talking sweetly to it.”

It was clear from her expression that she wasn’t fully comprehending my order.

“This dick…” I continued, “Is more important than you are. It adds more value to society than you do. You two are not even in the same league. So… Show it some respect. Revere it. Treat it like a king. And talk to it. Adoringly.”

I let go off her hair. Ulla somehow managed to keep her aggression inside, and just let out a small, frustrated sigh. So small that I barely even heard it.

Then she turned her head down, and looked straight into my tip.

“o-okay,” she whispered. “d…. do you… like this? Mr… Jack’s… dick? The… The way I…. move this… up… and down… against you… like this…” (ULLA: +1SP) (+88SP)

Oh yeah. That’s the stuff. Fucking weird, but it worked for me.

I like that she chose to whisper. I could feel the vibrations of air on my dick as she spoke to it softly.

“M-my… lubed… t-titties… t-they… feel good, r-right? M-mr. Jack’s dick?”

Her hesitation in saying each of those words made this whole experience just feel all the more luxurious.

“Kiss it while you rub it. Kiss it like you would your wife.”

“MMFFMFMF!!” Henrika let out a loud, but muffled, protest. Fine. Let her. I didn’t even bother to look in her direction this time.

Ulla took another deep breath, then, while she was still giving me my oiled, sensual massage…

She slowly, and lovingly, placed her lips at the head of my cock. (ULLA: +1SP) (+89SP)

It was a very small, gentle kiss, but I could somehow feel her tongue touching it as well.

Then another kiss. And another. All in different spots at the top of my shaft.

Her lips felt so soft. So full. So… hot… against my dick.

It actually felt like she was giving smooches to someone she cared about.

This was giving me all sorts of déjà vu. Ulla, on her knees, lovingly sucking my dick in a nurse’s outfit… Until I grabbed her head and…

Yeah… I could feel it coming again.

It was time for another change of pace.

I pushed Ulla’s mouth fully into my cock, so hard that her head was now squeezing her tits against my groins.

“OFMF!” she garbled.

I pumped my shaft quickly up, into her throat, with a flurry of powerful thrusts.

“MFMFULMMFA!” Henrika shouted.

I could just cum right here, into her mouth.

But no. This wasn’t even nearly finished.

After several, luscious pumps, where my dick went almost fully down her throat, I dragged her off my cock. She fell on the floor with a thump.

She coughed furiously. Her saliva was still covering my entire cock.

Some of her make-up had smeared, and was running down her face, as she looked at me with frustrated, wet eyes.

“How did my dick taste? Was it better this time?”

Ulla’s eyes grew wide. As did Henrika’s.

Yeah, I felt like making it clear this wasn’t the first time Ulla had my dick down her throat. I’m sure they would have a nice conversation about that in the future.

Ulla quickly regained her composure.

“It… It tasted good… boss.”

Wow. She smiled this time.

Probably trying her best to hide my previous implication.

“So you really love my cock down your throat?”

“…y-yes, sir. I… do.”

Another dumb smile.

“Would you love my cock up your pussy?”

Ulla turned deadly silent. As did Henrika.

You could hear a pin drop.

“I… I…”

“Would you like my massive dick up your needy, ****, pathetic female cunt and make your whole bitch, lesbian body explode from an undeserved orgasm?”

Her jaw dropped open.

Yeah, I guess it was a lot to take in.

No pun intended.

But she didn’t shout, curse, look at me aggressively… No.

She let out a little moan.

It was like she couldn’t hold it in anymore.

And then she gripped her pussy.

As if trying to hold back a tidal wave.

She was more than ripe for the picking. Even with her fucking wife in the room.

I’m not sure Henrika was even on planet Earth anymore. She couldn’t believe what was transpiring right before her very eyes.

Ulla wasn’t hiding her lust anymore. It was out there in the open.

She plunged a few fingers into her cunt.

Then she gave me a look.

A really lusty, sensual look.

I had never seen her like this before.

It was like… she surrendered to me?

“Get those fingers out. Now.”

She very slowly pulled out her sloppy fingers. She really didn’t want to.

“Sit on my cock now, slutbunny. Before I get bored.”

Yeah, something had definitely just changed.

Ulla didn’t even hesitate getting up.

She took a few tentative steps toward my cock…

Pulled the crotch-part of her outfit aside…

Then she looked at me.

…Differently.

Like for the first time in her life… I was on the same level as her. Or above her.

“You… You’ll be my… first one… Jack…”, she whispered softly.

Henrika’s face dropped.

Ulla smiled… but I wouldn’t call it a sane person’s smile.

It was big. ****. And visibly horny.

What was this? A coping mechanism? Had I made her so horny that she decided she was straight now?

Or had I just completely broken her?

…What the fuck did I care?

“Oh yeah? Then give your virginity to me, you fucking fake-lesbian.”

She let out another moan. This talk was turning her on.

Unbelievable.

And then she dropped down. All the way onto my cock.

I plunged her depths as the very first man in the universe to do so.

My dick reached all the way up to her uterus. Probably further and thicker than any dildo she had tried on so far.

She arched her back and cried out like a banshee.

Then I grabbed her by the hips. And began fucking her.

With the truest sense of that word.

I FUCKED her.

I began fucking her brains out, right there, in her living room, sitting on her sofa, as her tied-up wife looked to us in sadness and terror.

I didn’t have time to feel bad for her. I just wanted to fuck this arrogant slut’s brains out. Finally. After all these years.

I couldn’t keep still. I grabbed her by her ass and threw both of us on the living room floor.

“AAAAHAAA! FUCK! OH GOD! AAAAAAA!”

My cock pistoned in and out of the bunnysuited slut as I smashed her whole body against the floor.

I wanted to cum so hard and loud that her whole body would turn into a receptacle for my cum. I wanted to paint her insides with my cum.

“FUCK! JACK! FUCK! JAAAACCCKKKK-ghhhhh!”

She quieted down as I grabbed her by the throat and choked her a little.

But she didn’t even seem to care. Her mind was completely lost in the pleasure zone.

I bet she never knew it could be this good.

I wanted to explode in her pussyhole… But sense prevailed.

I wasn’t in the baby-making business. Just in the bitch-fucking business.

I looked up to see Henrika’s sad face as I plowed her wife on the floor.

I should include her into this experience.

I picked up Ulla’s convulsing body, and smashed it against her tied-up wife.

“Wait, what- OH GOD! AAAH!”

Ulla’s small protestations were quickly over, as I fucked her roughly against her sweet, if sugarbaby-like wife.

Ulla was practically moaning against her face as I was fucking her doggystyle. She was too far gone to care.

Henrika… Let’s face it. I could never even comprehend what she was thinking right now. All I knew was that her eyes were as big as saucers.

Then…

Finally…

I allowed myself to cum.

I pulled myself out of Ulla, got up on the chair, and…

I shot ropes and ropes of sticky cum against the loving couple’s smashed-together faces.

A true Hallmark moment for them.