Smoothly

Location: Girls' Dorm, Corridor

State: Normal

HP: 100/100

Lust: 2/100

Infection: 2/100

Equipment: Underwear, School Uniform, Energetic Bar

I had now a rod in each hand. How to deal with them? The answer was obvious. I had to give them what they wanted, without getting ****. My grasp around their cocks softened and my hands started to slowly move from the base to the top of them. The reaction of my "victims" was immediate. They moved forward, showing me their intention to make me go further in my fondles. I stopped my handjob and toghtened my grasp again. They stopped.

"Good boys.", I told them with a sardonic smile. Controling them like this was empowering.

Nevertheless, I had to give them some treat or I would end up on the floor, sandwiched by two guys. In order to increase my handjob's efficiency, I alternated my motions: when my right hand was at the top, the left hand was at the base. I saw that it was not enough. I could feel they were about to test my will again. I did not let them this opportunity and progressively increased my pace. It was not easy to go faster in my position, so knelt down to have a better angle with my arms. They were getting quite excited. They were probably thinking I was going to give it a taste (gross!). Disappointing them too much could be hazardous, so I teased them by opening my mouth. My hands could not move faster and I was afraid to get a cramp. Luckily, they were reaching their limits themselves. I could tell from their tensed looks and their loud, husky breathings. Their cum suddenly gushed out and spattered my face and my shirt. My mouth was wide open. I shut it while licking my dirty lips, before cleaning their pulsating cocks with my tongue. The sweet but bitter taste of sperm invaded my mouth.

The obstacles stopping me from taking the key were no more: the guys I had "serviced" were now heading towards another girl to fuck. Wasting no time, I took back my bedside lamp, grabbed the key and unlocked the door before entering the room...