Tennis Anyone?

Armed with shaded eye protection, techno-smoking device, and tempered cock, you casually stroll to catch up with your two unaware playthings awkwardly stumbling several paces ahead. Your grin widens on your laid-back pursuit, heavy cock swinging menacingly with each step towards MILFy and Guinnie's gloriously oblivious backsides.

A steady flow of activity streams about you, full of the upper-class type of patronage typically associated with these 'Fancy Towne' (as you like to call them) type shopping districts. Continuing to meander your way through the parking lot, you pause for a moment to relieve a passing gentleman of his recently purchased coffee as he, and what you assume to be his attractive wife, walk in the opposite direction towards the grocery store.

"Why the fuck not....", you shrug as a sudden grin splits your lips. "I've LITERALLY got all the time in the word.....", you speak to the surroundings while deciding a slight detour might be in order.

You thank the man for his generosity with a quick and thorough grope of his wife's apple-sized tits and swat to firm ass beneath form fitting white tennis dress, serving to stop the bob-haired blonde in her tracks. The man continues on, reaching his now coffee-less hand into the pockets of tennis shorts for his mobile phone and leaving you to have your way with his attractive companion.

As the man disappears through the grocery store sliding doors beyond, you guide the cute twenty something toward a parked car to your immediate right with steady nipple tweaks of hand sized tits above and sharp swats of tennis-skirted bum below. You position the young beauty facing the hood of a large white SUV while placing the recently acquired vape and steaming coffee to her right on the polished metallic surface.

You press your body firmly to her back, using your legs to part her cute white tennis-shoed feet while drawing your tongue the length of her flushed cheek from neck to ear. Your cock twitches hungrily as you slowly inhale the intoxicating scent of strawberry with a slight hint of perspiration from what you assume to be her tennis excursion.

Now halted by your ministrations, the bob-haired blonde continues what would be her otherwise business as usual routine; if not being thoroughly molested by an imperceptible assailant from the fourth dimension.

She removes the pink leather purse from over her shoulder as your roaming fingers knead the shapely ass-flesh beneath her pleated dress hem. Reaching into the leather bag, the woman withdraws a lipstick tube and proceeds to lather her succulent lips in a dusky pink hue. You take that moment to grasp her waist with left hand, pulling her to you from behind as your right hand forcibly pushes her shoulders forward into a bow like stance with bent elbows resting on the hood. The abrupt jerking movement disrupts her precise makeup application, resulting in a long pink streak from the corner of her puckered bottom lip, along left cheek, to slightly below diamond studded ear lobe.

You remove your right hand from her shoulders to flip up the white pleated linen covering her backside to fully expose her pantied ass lovingly encased in smooth pink satin. You position both hands at her tennis-sculpted waist to place exited fingers beneath the white laced elastic and slowly draw the liquid fabric down each leg. The sound of lip-smacking freshly painted lips is her only response as you lift each delicate foot to retrieve the pooled panty material gathered below her. Smiling haughtily, you take a moment to run the soft material along the length of your cock, briefly shuddering at the sensual material still warm from her heated sex before placing the whisp of fabric beside your other items on cars hood.

Pretty pink pussy lips now fully accessible from behind, you place both hands on her exposed ass cheeks and plunge your cock unceremoniously through her waiting vertical folds. The woman's body lurches in response, again disrupting her make-up application which now appears as several random pink streaks across her face. Her body adjusts to the rhythm as you perfect your stride; the Blonde's cock pocket caressing your steeled member like a velvet lined glove.

Moisture begins to steadily accumulate from her stimulated cunny as you increase your pace, causing long trails of lady cum to trail from her penetrated puss along slick inner thighs and down each well turned leg. You grunt from behind in tune with each 'SLAP' of exposed flesh as your waist makes contact with her abused buttocks, burying your shaft deeper with each well timed thrust. Clenching your eyes, you arch your neck and reach for the blonde's discarded panties as you feel the strength of the building orgasm swell in your balls.

'CHIRP' 'CHIRP'

The sound along with the flashing headlights of your improvised fuck-truck break your concentration. You slow your pace, swiveling your neck to see a striking red head approaching, you assume having just excited one of the designer boutiques flanking the grocery store.

Modest business heels clicking in time with each step, the woman brushes the wavy chest length tresses from before emerald eyes while removing a pair of sunglasses from the purse playfully swinging from left hand. Having arrived at her car currently serving as your fuck-mobile, she pauses to perch the retrieved eyeware on cute button nose.

You're suddenly curious as to how your Universal Acceptance will be interpreted by this woman, and find you don't have to wait long for your answer.

'Hello", the red head speaks casually to your blonde fuck-buddy, taking a moment to adjust the slim red belt fastened at the waist of the white linen sheath dress hugging the generous curves of her body. She again reaches into her purse, this time to retrieve her mobile phone while unconsciously adjusting the hem of knee length dress.

'Ugh....Hel....Mmmmm....OH!", the panting blonde responds in turn, speaking around each of your calculated thrusts while continuing to apply now caked on lip gloss.

The red head responds toward the blonde with a quick nod and polite smile. She turned to place the small clothing bag in her right hand on the car hood, activated her phone, and proceeded to rest her tight skirted ass against the side of her car.

The digital sounds of some mobile phone puzzle game sang from her phone as the the red headed office worker patiently waited for you to finish your fun.

You didn't think it possible, but your rock hard cock immediately turned to tempered steel.

You aggressively increase the pace of your fucking with renewed vigor; the sloshing sound of the combined juices of stimulation accompanying the skin on skin slapping. You land a heard smack on Blondies right ass cheek before abruptly reaching forward to clasp Red's wrist and pull her to you. Your right arm circles Red's waist, pulling her tightly to you as she tries to remain focused on the colorful sprites dancing on the screen of her phone.

'Fuuuuuuuuuuck!, you moan, planting your lips on Red's pillowy own to thrust your tongue into the depths of her mouth. You quickly pull your throbbing shaft from the pleasure of Blondie's fuck-tunnel an instant before the first blast of your volcanic eruption paints the raised goose-flesh of your Blonde toy's bubbled arse.

Still sloppy invading your Red-headed muse with your probing tongue, your right hand moves from her thin waist to reach behind the nape of her neck. You forcibly pull her to you, pressing her lush lips to your own and reveling in her sweet peach laced lip gloss. A second massive eruption sprays from your cock, serving to plaster the waistline of her once immaculate sheath dress.

Breathing heavily, you feel every nerve ending in your body pulse to accumulate at the tip of your cock for one final round. This time, you release your red headed fuck doll and place Blondie's panties before your cock head to catch the last potent cum blast on the pink satin surface.

Your vision blurs in a field of white.

Moments later, you come to your senses, discovering your body slumped against the hood of Red's large SUV. You muster the strength to stand upright on still wobbling legs, causing you to wonder if your ethereal predicament has somehow greatly enhanced not only your libido, but the strength of your orgasms.

You look to your right to see Red still focused on the game being played on her mobile phone. She casually watches the screen, her deft fingers dancing over the glass while lightly tapping right heeled foot. Your now limp cock gives a sudden twitch as you observe the woman play on, completely oblivious to the smeared lipstick streaking her face from your oral ministrations and large splotch of semi-dry cum slowly working its way from her slim hips to the dress hem at her knees.

You then turn to observe Blondie. Still hunched over with the mark of your seed painting each protruding ass globe, she remains bent at the waist with elbows resting on the car hood. You chuckle slightly as she holds her compact to critically inspect her clownish-inspired makeup application. She twists her head left and right, taking a moment to fluff her feathered blonde locks before the mirror and blow a kiss with obscenely painted lips.

Pausing only to wish Red a pleasant afternoon, Blondie grabs her purse, stands erect, then proceeds towards the direction her male companion was headed moments ago. Red returns Blondie's pleasantries, deposits her phone in her purse, and turns to open the driver side car door.

"Not so fast ladies...", you announce with a wicked gleam in your eyes. You reach with both hands to grab the retreating skirt hems of both women and pull them back toward you.

They again stand patiently as you position them to standing back to back. Red begins to hum a tune that you vaguely recognize while you quickly reach below her dress and skillfully slide red silk panties to rest at her ankles. You raise Reds left foot to release the shiny red material, then reach towards Blondie to deftly raise her right foot and slip the elastic leg hole into position around her ankle. You raise yourself from the crouched position, elevating the panties along each of your playthings right legs to rest and bind them together at the ankles.

Smiling at your handywork, you then move to complete your improvised performance art piece by pulling both women tightly together to the point of the backs of their heads touching. You unceremoniously stretch the waist band of Blondies pink panties and deposit the cum-stained garment to bind both women together at the head.

Dusting your hands, you step back and laugh heartily at your creation.

The Blond tennis beauty and Red headed office worker silently stood back to back, bound together with Blondie's cum dripping panties covering their heads and Red's shiny red panties knotting their right legs. You continue to chuckle at the mussed up makeup and cum matted hair visible through the stretched out leg hole elastic cloaking their heads.

"Well, what are you waiting for ladies?", you ask sarcastically as you gather the vape device and still hot coffee off Red's car.

"On your way!", you announce with a heavy handed slap to both protruding asses, then pause with curiosity to observe their reaction to the predicament.

You notice Red react first, stepping forward with an awkward stumble while fumbling to locate the keys in her purse through suddenly panty impaired vision. Blondie stumbles at her back, struggling to walk in reverse to follow Red's lead while still primping before the small compact mirror in her right hand.

With a satisfied smile, you turn in time to see Guinnie at the far end of the parking lot seemingly engaged in argument with her MILFy mother. Finished with your sudden distraction, you resume the pursuit of you first two playthings while casually taking a sip of the commandeered coffee.

"The fuck?!?", you yell, spitting out the overly sweetened concoction. "Does anyone drink it fucking BLACK anymore", you ask the many people walking about. Not expecting an answer, you wipe the foul taste from you lips with the back of your hand and resume walking towards the mother and daughter duo.

"Well, good thing I wasn't intending on actually DRINKING it", you smile menacingly, again twirling the vape device through the fingers of your left hand as you steadily approach.