She delivers and then some (Bad End)

(This is a smut chapter.)

Well, here you are. Sitting naked on Brooke’s bed in her VIP room with Surge sitting next to you, equally unclothed. And Brooke, having just entered the room, has already started the lame theatrics. You can’t believe this pompous pest is about to have the privilege of fucking you and Surge…

“Hello, ladies!” Brooke announces, doing her bad imitation of a cool, smoothtalker’s voice. “Oh, I simply can’t get enough of you light-skinned damsels! Those tight, narrow waists! A perfectly plump, smackable ass shining as bright as a pair of headlights! Those huge, pillowy tits just as white and pearlescent as the milk I could squeeze from them! And who could forget those faces? Eyes big and wide, lips full and perky, complete with stares as sharp as daggers! Are you two ready to experience true love?” You both roll your eyes. “Still acting cold? Well, I know just the thing to set your hearts on fire!”

Brooke rips her pants off dramatically, revealing a huge, dark-colored strap-on that makes you and Surge instinctively huddle together for safety. The length alone is intimidating, but that’s not the end of the problems. The girth, the shape, and the contours all create a gleaming, magnificent appearance that causes your quim to clench in fear and admiration. For once, you have to take Brooke a bit seriously. That thing looks like it could demolish your pussy, especially if she’s even half as good at using it as she claims. “That won’t fit,” you and Surge claim, pointing at Brooke’s crotch with shaky hands.

“Don’t worry, my loves,” Brooke continues, shaking off your concerns with her typical nonchalance. “I had this rock snake specially made. It’s not just one size fits all, it’s one size fits best! All so I can give girls like you the best sex of your lives.” Brooke finishes undressing by tossing her shirt and vest aside, revealing a smooth midriff and some hefty, eye-catching tits. She’s plenty sexy enough to be dancing on that floor with the rest of the strippers, but as long as her long bangs are casting a shadow over her face, she still looks like a creepy degenerate.

Surge shouts, “Just… get this over with already! It’s bad enough I have to feel your ‘specially-made’ dick inside me, so don’t drag things out with your delusions!” She lies on her back, presenting her holes to the nuisance of a woman she lost to.

“I bet she can’t last that long anyway,” you add, regaining your composure after Surge’s outburst. “She’s just a creepy perv who spends her time lusting after girls who are too good for her! Just one minute inside a hot girl like you, and she’ll be tugging off that strap-on so she can frig herself senseless like a pervert in heat~.”

You and your naked bedmate both laugh as Brooke walks over to Surge, grinning and unbothered by your mockery. She grabs the runt’s ankles and lifts them high into the air until the blonde’s legs are perfectly straight and spread slightly in a V-shape. Surge abruptly stops laughing and barks, “Wrong hole, you moron!” You can see Brooke lined up directly with her asshole.

Brooke calmly replies, “I’m not about to miss the chance to fuck this fat ass of yours, especially after watching you shake it all night. Trust me, you’ll love it. Get ready to taste heaven, Suzy!”

Surge rolls her eyes, but the next moment, she’s staring at Brooke’s plus-sized strap-on between her legs, her mouth wide open. Brooke gradually slides the tip into Surge’s ass, and then you hear the single slap of her hips hitting the blonde’s bouncy ass as she thrusts the rest of the length in. “*FUCK!*” Surge cries in pleasure, her pussy simultaneously squirting onto Brooke’s midriff. You can hardly believe your eyes as the yappy pipsqueak’s body shakes with the telltale signs of orgasm, all from a single thrust. Still cumming, Surge’s voice shakes as she tries to excuse her own premature climax. “Never had anything… that deep… in my ass… before… Anal climax… I’ll never forgive…”

Brooke laughs, though not like she’s terribly surprised. “An anal virgin? You saved yourself so I could be the first one to tap that ass? I’m honored! Still, you’ll never taste greater pleasure if you cum that fast. It won’t happen again, right Suzy?”

“Damn right it wo- *AHHHH!*”

Brooke starts slamming into Surge at a brisk pace, filling the room with slapping and smacking sounds from the buttslut’s bountiful ass. She’s getting fucked good, but based on her voice, you’d think Surge’s world is ending. In just ten seconds, she’s squirting again as she arches her back off the bed. Your eyes go huge with concern. “S-Surge? Hey, you okay?” you sputter. You reach out a hand for her shoulder and find it covered in sweat. Her whole body is shining, just from the exertion of cumming so hard. As soon as you touch her, she reaches out and grabs your arm with white knuckles. It’s almost like riding Brooke’s rubber cock is more intense than riding a high-speed rollercoaster. There she goes, cumming again… How’s Brooke making her feel so good?

Surge continues lobbing harsh words at Brooke, such as “fucking bitch”, “I hate your guts”, and “you’re an awful lay”, but none of them have much bite when she’s stuttering them out mid-climax.

As Brooke speeds up, Surge turns into a non-stop waterworks. It’s no longer clear where her orgasms begin or end. Squealing and squirting every few seconds, it’s hard to believe that this is the same girl you fucked on stage. That girl was a fighter, but this girl is nothing more than a pitiful sex toy for Brooke. You especially start worrying when you see a smile stretch across her face. Even as she keeps up the insults, she looks completely trapped and enraptured by Brooke’s masterful technique with a strap-on. You don’t even hear much vitriol in her words anymore. You mostly hear lust.

Brooke cheerfully notes, “The sight of you climaxing is immaculate, Suzy! You must have been looking forward to this just as much as I was! Oh, I can only imagine what affection you’ve held in your heart, and how long you’ve spent yearning for this magical night.” Surge screams an incomprehensible, orgasmic disagreement. “Alas, I mustn’t keep Lily waiting too long, so I shall bring this wonderful encounter to a romantic close.”

Brooke thrusts herself deep into Surge’s asshole and stays there, causing your defeated partner to let out a long, slutty moan. Even though the thrusting has stopped, she keeps holding onto your arm as though she’s stuck and overwhelmed. When Brooke withdraws several seconds later, an overflowing glob of cum squirts out of Surge’s spasming backdoor, effectively marking it as the tan-skinned Gym Leader’s property. Meanwhile, Surge lies next to you, shuddering and breathing heavily. “Came inside me… Unforgivable…” she drones before passing out.

Looking at the aftermath of taking a wild ride on Brooke’s massive rubber shaft, you can only manage one word. “How…?”

“I told you, didn’t I, Lily?” Brooke replies. “I’m a professional pleasurer. A sexual savant! Oh, and the cum’s a bonus feature. Fine craftsmanship, don’t you think? After witnessing my finely-honed art of lovemaking, I’m sure you can’t wait to be full of my seed! Don’t worry, my bitchbreaker still has plenty for you too. I’m the kind of gal who doesn’t quit until my partner is completely satisfied, so buckle up, my dear Lily.” She winks.

She wasn’t just full of herself? She’s actually that good at sex? Fear swells in your heart as you imagine yourself getting screwed into the same pathetic state as the trashed slut lying next to you. “Uh, let’s talk about this! Do you want me to dance again? I-I’ll dance again!”

Disregarding your negotiations, Brooke hoists your ankles up until your legs are forming a ninety degree angle with your body, just like she did with Surge. She cuts off your panicked pleading by asking, “Any last words before I send your ass to cloud nine?”

Sweating nervously, you summon your last ounce of attitude and answer, “Uh, you’re annoying and I hate you?”

The playgirl’s enormous strap-on, still warm from Surge’s subjugated ass, starts sliding into your backdoor. Immediately, you discover the impossible odds that Surge and her rosebud were up against. It’s not just one thrust. It’s a bunch of tiny thrusts, multiple per second, poking and prodding at all the sensitive nooks and crannies of your hole. The intrusion is completely overwhelming, as though you’ve received a thousand pistons in an instant. You can’t even gasp before she’s hilted herself in your backdoor, and just like Surge, you fail to endure a single pump.

“*UUOOOUUUGGGHHH!*” you scream, tensing every muscle in your body as climax hits you hard. Your pussy squirts just as pathetically as Surge’s did, granting Brooke full confirmation that she sent your ass straight to cloud nine. Damn it… That huge, contoured strap-on and her incredible skill are an unfair combination. If she fucks you seriously, you’re gonna break for sure…

Brooke treats you to a fit of laughter as you ride out your orgasm, just like she did Surge. “Wow Lily, you’re just as easy as Suzy! Are you an anal virgin too?”

“No…” you groan, body still shaking.

“Then there’s really no excuse for cumming that fast. Unless, of course, you’ve already fallen in love with me. Ah, like fated lovers, we move so quickly from the battlefield to the bed, and your ass is already prepared to pledge its undying devotion to me! The least I can do to reciprocate is give you more of that delightful dicking you crave so much.”

Shaking amidst an orgasm, you respond, “You’re the worst… I don’t love you… and I don’t crave your delightful dicking- OH GOD!!!”

Brooke begins positively reaming your ass, stuffing it and emptying it faster than you can even blink. It looks like she isn’t moving much, but your tight hole knows just how many times a second you’re getting buttfucked. You scream your pleasure into the whole room as Brooke easily bangs your ass into submission. You cum again, squirt again, and receive no reprieve. Over and over, your body announces its inability to endure Brooke’s amazing technique with that faux phallus. All you can do is grab the bedsheets for dear life and clench your teeth as hard as you can. It really is like riding a rollercoaster!

“You look like you’re riding a bull, Lily!” Brooke brags. “It seems like a waste since you’re so easy to please, but it’s only fair that I give you the same treatment Suzy got. I wouldn’t want to tear apart such a beautiful friendship by showing favoritism!”

“YOU’RE SO ANNOYING!” you belt, equally irritated by her words and her sexual talent.

When Brooke speeds up, you completely lose yourself. “*MERCYYYY!*” you shriek. Your girlcum squirts everywhere as you plead for Brooke to slow down, your tits bouncing back and forth uncontrollably. You’re cumming nonstop, and as much as you hate to admit it, a small part of you likes it. Even if you want to hate Brooke, she’s looking more and more attractive by the second. Soon, your pleas for mercy subside, and are replaced with whorish declarations of euphoria. This sleazy, obnoxious bitch is fucking you so good you’re gonna cum yourself senseless…

“Ready, Lily? …Well, I guess you’re kinda braindead right now. I’ll just give you what you want. Hang on tight to that bull, Lily!”

Thick, hot liquid floods your back tunnel, kicking off one last orgasm that has you mewling in pleasure like a slut. Against your better judgment, you give in to the blissful feeling of being pumped full of cum. Brooke’s shrouded, featureless face gets imprinted into your mind as the undisputed ruler of your body’s nervous system. Ah god, this is the best… You lie still, your entire identity reduced to that of a lowly, exhausted whore, just from getting your ass pounded by this disrespectful Gym Leader. She was right… She’s an actual genius at making girls cum their brains out. You’ve regrettably verified it by firsthand experience…

“You’re the woooooooorst…” you drone.

“But that hot little body of yours seems to think I’m the best,” Brooke replies truthfully.

As you cling to a state of semi-wakefulness, Brooke’s cum dripping from your ass, Surge stirs from her slumber. She doesn’t even get a moment’s peace before being assailed by more of Brooke’s words. “I fucked you so good you fainted, huh Suzy? Swooning from overwhelming pleasure is just one of the many perks that come with spending the night on my bed.” She winks. Again. Ugh.

Surge replies with slight disorientation, “I fucking hate you. Your stupid, fake cock didn’t feel good at all.”

Brooke grins smugly and replies, “Really? You writhed around adorably and squirted girl juices on me because you hate me and you didn’t enjoy riding my bitchbreaker? Well, if you’re so sure, then you can head back to the changing room, grab your stuff and leave. Or, if you climb on top of Lily here and put your pussy against hers, I’ll have you both singing out like gorgeous angels the whole night.”

Surge bites her lower lip as she looks back and forth between the door and Brooke’s strap-on. She’s acting like the fate of the planet depends on her choice. Or at least, her dignity… Finally, with great ****, your partner bends your legs back and lies directly on top of you. “I’ll never feel good from your fancy technique or your fancy strap-on…” she mumbles. She plants her pussy on yours, making both of you twitch from the contact against your sensitive, thirsty holes. She then lays down flat against you, her diminutive boobs against your sweaty melons and her face just an inch from your own. “S-Sorry…” she whispers.

You don’t even blame her after feeling Brooke’s expertise for yourself, but… “Just one more time,” you offer. “A-And then we leave. Okay?”

“R-Right. Only once,” she agrees.

You both nod.

Ill-timed as ever, Brooke chooses this moment to slam herself into Surge’s pussy, making the poor blonde moan sweetly and go limp on top of you. Weakly, she mewls, “Cumming… again…” You get an extra confirmation as her hot, steamy girlcum squirts all over your pussy.

A second later, Brooke thrusts into your womanhood, instantly eliciting the same orgasmic response. After getting your ass railed, your drenched pussy has been starved for cock, and it’s finally getting what it so desperately desires. “*SO GOOD!*” you cry.

Brooke leaves no time for either of you to rest, alternating between each of your conquered cunts and keeping them in a nonstop state of spasming ecstasy. The two of you sound like wailing banshees for a minute or so, until Surge presses her lips against yours. You happily reciprocate, locking lips with her and exchanging slutty moans. When you have a cute girl on top of you, an ass full of cum, and an expert’s rubber phallus giving you rapid-fire orgasms, you have to admit that Brooke was right. You’re in heaven…

The sound of spanking fills the air, undoubtedly from Surge’s huge dumptruck fulfilling its slappable destiny. “Watching this thing on stage was one thing, but feeling it bounce against my hand is like a dream come true!” Brooke brags. “I always joked about pounding your ass until you squealed, but I never thought you’d come here in person and offer it up to me on a silver platter! You must be even more infatuated with me than I thought!” In contrast to Brooke’s carefree demeanor, Surge has gone cross-eyed and can’t even keep kissing you with any ****. Getting fucked and spanked at the same time must be too much for her to handle… In the absence of resistance, you wrap your arms around her and ravage her mouth with your tongue.

Finally, after countless climaxes, you feel Brooke rapidly piston into you a few times before shooting a load of cum into your womb, triggering the most intense orgasm you’ve had all night. She pulls out right afterwards, and Surge starts trembling afterwards, suggesting that she got flooded with seed as well. You both break your kiss so you can let out one last howl of earthshattering pleasure.

Brooke opens her mouth to say more annoying words, still spanking Surge’s ass as she talks. “See? You girls doubted me, but I know my way around your sexy bodies, don’t you think?” She’s unbearably right, but could she at least wait until you’re both done cumming to say so? “Now that I’ve melted your frosty exteriors, your bodies are burning with love and passion! Surrender to your instincts, my messy, slutty princesses, and I’ll have you cumming all night.”

You and Surge exchange stares. Neither of you have anyone home behind your eyes. “One more time?” Surge asks hazily.

“O-One more time,” you shakily agree.

You and Surge sit on Brooke’s couch wearing the same skimpy bikinis you wore when you lost a week ago. Between you both sits Brooke, shamelessly copping a feel of your chest with one hand, and rubbing Surge’s ass with the other. You both clench your teeth and look away, ashamed of how good it feels, but unable to forget the mindblowing sex Brooke gave you. Even if she’s annoying, even if she takes you for granted, and even if you end up contributing to her astronomical ego, you have to get your holes stuffed by Brooke from now on. You don’t think you can live without that feeling anymore…