To Paira's House

Lloyd knew all of his options were terrible. Still, if going to Paira's house meant avoiding his family and _Chuck _for a while longer...

"Yeah, fine," he sighed. He braced himself before asking, "You got a ride?"

Paira cast her eyes down in shame. "My housemate dropped me off before her shift. She'll be at work now. I usually don't leave so early in the day but if you need to use my body as a cumrag in my own home - well, there's just no argument."

"That's...yeah." Lloyd opened his cell phone and dialed his newest contact. She picked up on the first ring.

"Good afternoon, Sir. Where am I picking you up?" Lloyd couldn't help wondering if she'd changed her soaking shorts since they'd last spoke.

"Right where you dropped me off." Lloyd glanced at Kat and Paira. Better cut down on the variables. "There'll be a passenger."

"I hope she's got fat titties. I love when -" Lloyd hung up before she could finish. He stepped out of the building and onto the sidewalk, the human fleshlights trailing him.

"Um," Kat began, "you said 'passenger?' Like, singular?"

"You're not coming." He was already sobbingly grateful he had somewhere to go but home, but bring the raging misogynist with him to the house of three women? He didn't need another place he was barely welcome. Oh, who the fuck was he kidding, they'd probably love her and dedicate their lives to being his cockwarmers or something.

Kat dejected, kicking at the ground when Fuckmeat's cruiser arrived. Lloyd felt a little bad as he made a mad dash to the back door, opening it to let Sweettits in first.

"OH!" Kat exclaimed. Lloyd stopped partway in the car door. "I get it!"

"What?" Lloyd asked by reflex. You'd think he'd learn to just leave shit be today but nope. Dude just can't overwrite years of the bullshit he's been **** fed.

"You want me to stay here and recruit more bitches!" When Lloyd just stared at her she kept going. "That's so fucking hot." She started fondling her jugs. "I'm gonna get the cunts with the tightest pussies, the thickest lips, the fattest asses, and the jiggliest titmeat for you! GOD, I can't wait to see them all pass out **** on your cock and then wake up to give thanks like fucktoys should!" Kat ran a hand down her already damp crotch. "Don't worry, Daddy! I won't disappoint you!"

Lloyd looked directly into Kat's soul, all emotion carved off his face, hand on the open car door.

He closed the door. He told Fuckmeat to drive. He didn't look back at Kat as they drove away.

It was a long silence filling the cruiser. Less variables he was telling himself. _If there are less variables, there's less the Stone can do to get all fuckey. _Dude was really trying his best to pretend he had some control here. And while Kat wouldn't be causing trouble at Professor Sweettits place, there was no telling what her efforts would do to the campus.

Fuckmeat was the first to speak up. "Sir, while I'm more than happy to drive you around to fuck bad bitches in the back seats, is there anywhere in particular you wanted me to go?"

Lloyd let out a sigh. He had no idea where the fuck he was even going. "Professor? Address?"

"We'll be going to my home, Officer." She gave her address. Good god, that's a rich part of town! The hell do her housemates do for a living?

"Got it. On our way." said Fuckmeat. The bronze wet dream adjusted her rearview mirror and got a better look at Professor Sweettits. "God damn, you're a fuckable bitch. I can see why he likes you, with bouncy jugs like those."

"Oh!" Paira exclaims. "Thank you, sincerely. It's lovely to have another woman's compliments." She squeezes and hefts her tits for Fuckmeat. "But in truth, I'm more of a cumdump fuckhole than someone Lloyd actually likes." Please don't fucking mention the blowjob. "You see, I assaulted him in the college earlier today." FUCKING WHY?

Fuckmeat slams on her brakes, cars blaring their horns behind us. "You did what!?"

Paira turned her head in shame. "I took his girthy fuckrod into my tight throat without consent! I didn't even have the decency not to cum every time he hit the back of my throat! And then there's the theft!"

The theft?

"The theft?" Fuckmeat questioned.

"Yes! All of that delicious spunk I slurpped up like a good for nothing whore! The thick, gooey seed that shot and exploded in my mouth and I just swallowed! Ah, I can barely even stand to be me right now. My sins are unforgivable! All I can do as penace is become his on-call fuck ****, bound to his everyone whim until he finds it in his heart to forgive my horrible transgressions - GLUCKGLUCK!"

During Sweettits self-flagellation, Lloyd whipped out his meaty pole, grabbed her by the back of the head and slammed her onto his cock. Fucking hell, was there no other way to get her to stop talking!? Granted, Lloyd hadn't tried any other ways yet but why change what works?

"Damn right, Sir!" Fuckmeat cheered on from the front seat. "Teach that uppity cunt who's boss!" She put her foot on the gas and got the car moving again. "Women think they can get away with anything these days."

As Lloyd pistoned his professor's face on his dick, he wondered why in the living shit so many of the women he was meeting were so misogynistic. Was that the Stone? He held her down to his pubes for almost two full minutes. Or was it more about him? Was he attracted to that sort of thing? He didn't think he was that shitty of a person. He pulled Sweettits up to take a breath and then shoved her nose under his balls. Or was it like an anti-feminism movement? He hadn't heard of one that wasn't run by dipshit manchildren with a hard-on for fascism but maybe that was just because he didn't have any friends. Lloyd shoved her dick sucking lips back on his cock and went back to work.

Even though she was gagging and had her makeup running down her face, Paira Sweettits was moaning like a cum hungry bitch the entire time. At a glance, Lloyd saw how damp the seat next to him was and he couldn't fucking help himself. He grabbed one of Sweettits funbags with one hand and held her head steady with the other as he thrust his hips up into her mouth pussy. He didn't stop until he felt that first cup sized rope of jizz spray into her throat.

Just like last time, no, MORE, he emptied his thick nuts into his professor as she tried to swallow more than she could handle. Thick cum dribbled out of her mouth as she tried to keep a vaccum seal on his cockhead. He pulled her away and god bless her for trying, but spunk was pooling into her cleavage.

Lloyd was about to apologize but she looked so...thankful.

"This is it!" Fuckmeat declared. **** to be out of the awkwardness, Lloyd leapt out of the car. Officer Fuckmeat stepped out, and halted the Professor as she stepped out, cheeks still bursting with cum. "He rides for free," she said. "You gotta pay, bitch."

Fuckmeat grabs Professor Sweettits by the ass and pulls her in for a jizz flavored make out session. The police officer wasn't even trying to catch all the cum as her tongue assaulted the Professor's own. Jesus holy fuck, they were on each other. Sweettits started groping Fuckmeat's ass while Fuckmeat motorboated Paira's cum-covered titties. Hands were exploring and groping as tongues tangled and licked and drooled.

The amount of heated moaning was enough for a lesbian orgy video and ten times as loud but no one walking the side-walks seemed to mind. An old couple passing by remarked on how nice it was to see police getting to know the community.

After what felt like hours, they part. Both are panting, covered in Lloyd's jizz and each other's spit. Fuckmeat slaps Sweettits on the ass before swaying back into her cruiser. "I'm always at your service, Sir. Even if you just want to use my ass as a jerk-off toy!"

Yeah, Lloyd knows. Her name was Fuckmeat for fuck's sake. Not much left to interpretation.

She drove off, leaving Sweettits and Lloyd in front of her home. Although, only one of them was covered in cum, spit, and her own pussy juice leaking down her leg.

"She was nice," said Sweettits.