She'll be pleased that it does.

After shaking her ass, bouncing her tits, and providing plenty of dirty talk, Mary was pleased to see both her husband blow a massive load for her as well as feel the compulsion in her head to satisfy five people ebb slightly. The spray of cum signified her efforts were rewarded both by her husband’s pleasure and her only needing to get one more person off.

“Holy shit, babe.” Mark grunted out, happily panting in the afterglow of his orgasm.

“Glad you liked it.” Mary whispered into the phone, squatting low to keep her sweating body at the focal point of his view.

“You’ll have to call me every day until this command fades, OK?”

Mark refocused, seeming to finally remember why his wife had given him such a show in the first place. “Oh, yeah. Yeah, of course. I… know it’s not your fault. I’ve seen other people at work have this kind of thing happen so… Fuck, I guess I just never thought it would happen to us.”

Mary nodded sadly. “I know, baby.”

They sat in silence for a moment.

“I’ll come to you, if you want.” Mark blurted out, ending the silence.

“Mark, no. If you got here, Pastel would just see you too. You’d be roped in too.”

“Yeah, but I would be with you—maybe I could help you.”

“Honey, it’s OK.”

Mark sighed. “Fine. But if things get any worse I’m getting on the first flight.”

Mary chuckled. “Of course, my big strong man. I’ll call you tomorrow morning. Give you a nice start to your day.” She winked at him, once again jiggling her tits for his viewing pleasure.

He smiled at that, unable to resist the upward curl of his lips at the wonderful sight of his wife squatting and shaking her tits for him. “OK. Love you.”

“Love you too.”

She hung up, then sighed.

______

Mary walked down the stairs to see quite the sight. Their pizza man was lazily reclining on the couch while Jennifer stood behind him, resting his head between her breasts and stroking his hair. His pants, boxers, and shoes sat discarded by the door, leaving the stubbly-faced middle aged man smiling like a in just his uniform polo shirt. Lacey and Angela were nestled together between his spread legs, crouching down to suckle one of his testicles each. Jennifer heard the tell-tale click-clack of Mary’s heels coming down the stairs and shouted out to her.

“Perfect timing! Come suck this guy off. Get up on the couch and lean down for him so he can keep his balls in the blondes’ mouths.”

*Click.*

Mary sighed, glad to not have to work to find another target but annoyed it had to be so… involved with her friends. She clambered up onto the couch and got down on all fours, wrapping her lips around the average member in front of her. She began bobbing up and down, using her tongue where she could. She rolled her eyes as his roving hands quickly found their way to her breasts; the fortunate worker clearly enjoyed palming and squeezing the voluptuous flesh as well as occasionally flicking her nipples. He kept one hand pawing at her tits while his other traveled up to rest on her ass, slapping it occasionally to watch it jiggle. He laughed and moaned with glee, clearly loving every second of this unusual delivery.

After his hand left her ass and started exploring her labia, however, Mary quickly lost tolerance. She tried fighting Jen’s order to “suck this guy off” to pull her mouth off him and give one of her own to keep his hands off her, but she found herself unable to overcome her higher-status friend’s order even when two of his fingers plunged into her increasingly wet pussy. She was surprised by how skillful his fingers were, his thumb rolling over her clit pleasantly while her mouth was compelled to stay hard at work on his average shaft. After a few more minutes of his attention, Mary was embarrassingly close to cumming herself. She accidentally made eye contact with Angela, who was directly below her. She hoped the look in her eyes conveyed that she did not want to cum in front of this stranger. Lacey, who was on her other side and had a better view of her bouncing body and chin, was getting the opposite impression from seeing their subject’s fingers slickly pumping in and out of their brunette friend.

Luckily for Mary, Angela did understand the look in Mary’s eyes just as well as Lacey understood how close her pussy was to sloppily clenching down on the delivery man’s fingers. Angela tapped Lacey’s thigh, then started to hum on their subject’s balls and sloppily lick along them. Lacey understood her friends’ objective to make him cum as quickly as possible, and followed Ange’s lead on his other testicle. Mary upped her game as well, working to deepthroat and lick and otherwise pleasure the cock stuffing her mouth with as much skill as she could muster through the ever-growing pleasure he was providing her. With the combined effort of the three girls, the man came quickly, and Mary gulped down his load just as their Uno game compelled her.

“Wow, fuck. You girls are something else.” The man contentedly sighed out as they finally pulled their mouths off his genitals with a cacophony of fleshy pops. He stopped jackhammering his fingers away inside of Mary’s pussy, much to her relief, but didn’t spare the brunette any embarrassment when he simply refocused his hand’s full attention to her clit and expertly made her squeal her way to orgasm regardless.

“Thanks, they try.” Jennifer snarked, smiling down at the women below her, especially the reddening Mary.

“No worries about a tip or nothing, I’d say that’s been taken care of.” He chuckled, going over to his discarded clothes and pulling them back on.

The girls rolled their eyes, but Jennifer’s new role made her especially pleased about that. The man waved as he exited, and the women politely waved back.

“Fuck, why did you make us do the balls, Jennifer?” Lacey whined, clearly frustrated to have been roped into the sexual affair.

“Because we had to give him something worth staying for until Mary was done!” Jennifer snapped back.

“Thanks, everybody.” Mary said, then loudly belched as the huge amount of cum she’d just swallowed came back at her. She brought a hand up to her mouth—absolutely mortified—as her friends erupted in laughter.

_____

Avery quietly groaned his way into wakefulness with a series of begrudging and bleary-eyed blinks. He’d snuck over to Pastel’s place after dinner last night, climbing up a neighbor’s tree and into her room. She had greeted him warmly, and after stealthily rutting for as long as they could without waking her parents, they had fallen asleep together. That wasn’t part of the plan. But it wasn’t unwelcome either. He turned over to look at her. She was slightly chubby, but not fat. She wasn’t in shape, but he liked the curvy shape she was in. Her hair was died an almost aquatic color, and her curves were alluringly covered only by one of his hoodies and a tiny thong he was sure she bought just to tease him. He couldn’t help but think she was the most beautiful person he’d ever seen.

He reached out to her and put his hand on her shoulder. The new pressure woke her up; she was an exceptionally light sleeper. Her green eyes lazily fluttered open, soaking in the top half of the nude young man next to her. She whispered with a smile, “Good morning, lover boy.”

He smiled back, wrapping his arm around her to pull her close at the small of her back. “Good morning to you too.”

She placed her hand on his bare chest and nuzzled into him. “You stayed.”

“I guess I did.”

“Not part of the plan, huh? How are you going to get out?”

His grin widened as his other hand moved up under her hoodie to grab one of her large breasts. “Who says I want to get out?”

Now her grin widened back. “Do you want another round, big boy?”

She reached down and started stroking his massive cock, feeling it grow and stiffen in her hand. She bit her lip as it noticeably shifted the blankets as it sprung into life. “Fuck, you are just so big.”

He got even harder. He slipped his hand from her back to her ass, squeezing it affectionately. “You’re gorgeous.”

She blushed and began kissing him. They made out for a while before Pastel climbed on top of him, pulling her hoodie off so he could enjoy the view. He definitely did. He rolled them over into missionary, though her thong still covered her pussy. He reached down to take them off, asking “Do you want to? If you’re sore—”

She surged up to kiss him again before replying, “No. Wait, I mean, I’m not sore. I mean I am a little I guess, but I want you and—gah!” She fell back, bouncing her breasts, “Why am I such a nerd around you?”

Her embarrassment made him laugh much louder than he intended, causing him to **** his volume down as best he could after the initial outburst. He pulled her panties down and brought himself back into position. “You are a nerd.” Then, more softly, “You’re my nerd.”

She huffed, still annoyed with herself a bit. “Why are you always so cool though? You always have been. Ever since we were little you’ve always been so… confident, I guess. Since we started…” She chose her next words very carefully, trying not to overplay her affection and embarrass herself again. “… being together, I’ve felt a lot more confident too, but you’re just—”

Avery suspended himself with one arm over her while bringing his other hand to cup her face. “Hey, I wasn’t all that sure about everything back then. It’s just that…” Now he was trying to speak more carefully. “… with you, I feel sure about more things.” He looked torn for a moment, worrying Pastel. His eyes steeled themselves, and he committed to finishing his thought. To sharing his secret with her. “Look, I haven’t always been this… big. A year or so ago I just started growing again. I don’t know why. I don’t know how. All I know is I went from being average to being… this. And it changed my whole world. I was going to be a middle-man, probably nobody special. But then it was like the whole world opened up to me. On my birthday last month, all of a sudden nobody could touch me. I could do anything. Have anybody.” He blushed and looked away for a moment as he pressed on in his monologue. He had to say it. He was **** to, no matter how foolish it might sound. “But I didn’t want anybody. I had some fun around the neighborhood, but it all just—I wanted you. I wanted you to be my girl. I’d wanted that for a while, actually, I was just too scared to tell you until I became somebody. And when I asked you out and you said you’d go with me, it felt like the best thing that happened to me even counting that.”

Pastel’s eyes were wide, and she was red as a tomato. She could tell he was about to say what she’d been hoping to hear for at least the past two years she’d had a crush on him. She brought her hands up around the back of his shoulders, pulling them closer as he continued.

“I love you, Pastel.”

Her expression radiated pure joy. “I love you too, Avery.”

They kissed again, and Pastel guided him inside her.

“I’ve li-I-iked yoooU for a loOOong tiiIime.” She grunted out as his massive tool penetrated her.

He grunted happily as he moved his hips in rhythm.

“Yo-OOOh-uu know that YOOOU can use Aaaany throoooaaaat you waaaant?” She whispered.

He slowed his rhythm to allow for a better conversation. “Really? I’ve tried to tone it down—oooh, fuck—since we started having SEeeX.”

“I knooow, but—mmmm—I haven’t.”

He looked at her quizzically, now really slowing down. “What do you mean, exactly?”

She held him tighter as she whispered in his ear, “I’m bi. I love you. Unless you really make some mistakes or cheat on me, I think I’m always going to. But I like girls too. And I don’t think we should let the perks of our high status go to waste.”

He quirked an eyebrow at her. “So you want me to have as much fun as I want with other girls so long as we only do this with each other?”

“Look at you, smart boy, big brain and big dick.”

He started speeding up again.

“What about you?”

She chuckled. “You’re the only boy I want. I’ll mostly stick to the same deal as you: toying with whatever pretty ladies strike my fancy. Although I think it would be fun to mess with guys with hot girlfriends every now and then, if that’s ok with you.”

Now he chuckled. “I can see that, I guess. Maybe I’m just too possessive when it comes to other guys though, because I don’t like the thought of you actually, like… doing anything with them.”

“What, like sucking their tiny dicks? You only want me to take on your massive cock?”

He nodded. She tapped his hips and he pulled out, allowing her to take the lead and ride him while he lay back on the bed. She slowly moved up and down his lengthy shaft, keeping the tempo slow for them to continue their conversation. But also to give her an edge.

“Baby, I’m giving you the freedom to indulge yourself in any way you want other than fucking another girl’s ass or pussy. You can have whatever you like so long as you and I are the only ones who are status-swapping with each other. I promise you, I’m not going to find another dick anywhere near as amazing as yours.”

She suddenly brought her hips down as far as she could, causing a flurry of pleasure and moans from her wavering lover. She continued her speech as she kept the pace, working harder than she ever had in her life to keep her voice steady despite the vigorous fucking they were both thoroughly enjoying.

“C’mon, you don’t think it would be hot to get blown by some poor little cuck’s woman while I tease the guy next to you to his tiny limits, make him see just how puny he is compared to you, and then make him cum on the ground while you give his girl the biggest facial of her life?”

Avery hated to admit just how hot it sounded. “F-f-fine! But only wi-III-ith mEEE there!”

He grabbed her hips and pulled her down as far as she could take him. She clapped her hand over her mouth to keep herself from screaming with pleasure. She rode him as his hands guided her up and down his shaft.

“DEAL!” She nearly shouted, the pleasure overriding her cares about her parents hearing her.

There was a knock at the door.

“Emma, keep it the fuck down. Our parents might be out right now, but that’s no reason for you to try destroy my eardrums with your fucking just a room over.”

Pastel was surprised her sister, Hannah, had gotten back home. She pulled herself off her lover and stormed to the door, pulling Avery’s hoodie back on as she went. Avery quickly hid his erection under the covers as Pastel swung the door open. “You weren’t supposed to be back until tomorrow.”

Hannah had a similar build to her little sister, though she was in better shape. The sisters shared the same big breasts, wide hips, and ample asses they inherited from their curvaceous mother, although their aesthetics diverged into opposing e-girl standards. Hannah had adopted a short purple cut that nicely framed her face, highlighting a contrast with her green eyes. They looked shocked when they saw her sister acting so brazenly, and even mores once observing it was Avery in her bed.

“Woah, you guys finally got over yourselves and got together. If you hadn’t woken me up with the sound of your banging it out I honestly would be kind of proud.”

Hannah and Pastel had a complex relationship, and a clear sibling rivalry. Hannah was a couple years older, and was just finishing her sophomore year at college while Pastel finished her senior year of high school. But now Pastel had a status advantage over her big sister, and she decided to impress that upon her older sibling before she tried acting so cocky around her again during this visit back home.

“Hey, sis.”

Hannah turned back to look at her smirking sibling before testily uttering, “What?”

“I’m Pastel now. I have been since we were kids. You only call me ‘Emma’ because you know I don’t like it. If you call me ‘Emma’ again…” She thought for a moment about what she’d say before looking back at Avery with a wicked smile. He suddenly knew roughly where she was going and widened his eyes in surprise. “… you’re going to take your top off and suck my boyfriend’s balls the next time you think about telling us to quiet down.”

*Click.*

Hannah’s jaw dropped. She turned in absolute shock. “EMMA, WHAT THE FUCK!?”

Pastel ran back to the bed and practically impaled herself on Avery’s rapidly hardening cock.

“OOOH, FUCK!” Pastel shouted with pleasure.

Hannah started to panic as she threw her shirt to the ground and walked towards her sister’s room.