You do Harry

With a grin, Harry’s hand moves to your hips pushing you firmly down onto his cock. You gasp appreciatively as his manhood fills you up, stretching you wide. God that feels so good. So right. You slide up and down the length of his wonderful cock, your heavy tits jiggling with each delicious movement, your hungry pussy tightening around him as you ride him like a cowgirl. It’s perfection. You can feel your orgasm building again, your body craving the release.

Absently, mind fuzzy with well stuffed contentment, you look over at Sam and Carly, watching their reflection in the mirror. Carly’s eyes lock onto yours, and you can see the lust and excited envy in them. Evidently she wants what you’re getting, and you decide to make sure she gets it. "Sam… ah… ah… oh… Carly wants… mmmm… wants you to fuck her… doggy style… yes. Oh god yes… Harrry… that’s the ticket… ahhh. Sam… Sam… um… Use the leash … and … fuck yes…dominate her properly…. Harder… faster… She needs … god… hi… to embrace her new sex fully..."

Sam’s eyes widen imperceptibly and then he nods, his cock still hard and ready as he pushes her mouth off it. He pulls Carly up onto her hands and knees, wrapping the leash around his broad hand and gripping the leash authoritatively, pulling it back so his muscular arms flex and Carly is bent backwards, almost ****, her back a magnificent arch, her breasts free floating for a moment at the top of their mini arc before jouncing back down again, heavenly bodies slaves to the immutable dictates of gravity. God your twin looks utterly fuckable.

Sam enters her from behind, his cock sliding into her hot wet pussy with ease. She moans contentedly, her eyes have glazed over with lust as she looks back appreciatively at you, mouthing the words thank you before her mouth loses all cohesion in slack jawed arousal. You can see the embers of desire in her eyes, the need to be filled and used just like you are. You lean down, whispering into Harry’s ear, “Let’s make her watch us cum together. It’ll drive her wild.”

"Shit Bill. You really are a dirty little slut..." Harry observes.

"I am. Aren't I..." you concur.

With a wink at Harry, you lean back, giving him deeper access to your throbbing pussy. His hands grip your slim girlish waist as he starts to thrust upwards, meeting your rhythm perfectly. The leather of the couch is sticky with your sweat, the smell of sex and desire permeating the air. You can feel the tension in the room, the power dynamics shifting as you all embrace your new roles. “I think I prefer having a cock. And you, how small are you now?” Harry asks.

“About … um…” you try to count and it’s hard… “um four feet um… something?” You guess. “I think my breasts… must… be… um E cups? F? D? Dunno. They’re … huge right!? I love em,” you admit.

“They’re fantastic. You look amazing. Like a perfect bimbo slut. I’m going to fuck you until you scream my name,” Harry says, his voice filled with excitement as he starts to fuck you harder, his hips smacking against yours.

“Mmmmm that sounds … like fun. I’m glad you like… having… a… ah, ah oh god yeah. That’s my g-spot - that. Oh yeah. That’s it… oh fuck yeah like that!” You lean back and savour the perfect fucking sensation.

Sam, who had paused at Harry’s question, now starts to fuck Carly from behind with renewed vigour. “Oh yeah, Harry. Fuck her good. Make her feel every inch!” He says as he slaps Carly’s rounded ass and resumes pounding into her from behind. Carly’s eyes are wide with shock and pleasure. She’s never been treated this way before but you can tell she loves it.

Her moans become louder as she watches you both fuck, her pussy clenching around Sam’s cock with every thrust. You lean down and kiss Harry, your tongues entwining as he fucks you deep and hard. You can feel his cock swelling inside you, his balls tightening. You know he’s close. You start to moan louder, pushing back against him, urging him on.

“Oh fuck yes, Harry! Yes! Make me cum! Make me your little bimbo slut! I want it so badly!” You beg, your gushing voice high and breathless.

“You’re such a good girl, Bill. You’re going to take all of it for me, aren’t you?” Harry says, his grip on your waist tightening as he starts to thrust harder and faster. You nod eagerly, your body moving in sync with his. You can feel his cock swelling even more inside you like a blur, filling you up so completely that you think you might burst.

Carly’s eyes are glued to the two of you, her pussy glistening with arousal. You lean over and bite Harry’s ear in your hot fervid state.

His eyes light up with excitement, and he fucks you with a renewed intensity. You can feel your orgasm building again, the pleasure spiraling through you like a tornado. You look at Carly in the mirror, her eyes begging for the same release. You gasp and cry out, “you're so much better as a man… Oh fuck yeah, Harry. I’m going to cum! Fuck me harder! Make me scream!” You yell, your voice echoing off the walls of the VIP booth.

Carly's eyes are wide with excitement as she watches you getting fucked, her own pleasure building as she takes Sam’s thick cock from behind. She’s a natural, her body made for this, for giving pleasure and receiving it in equal measure.

Harry’s hand moves to your throat, squeezing gently as he fucks you faster and deeper. You can feel his cock swelling, his orgasm imminent. Your vision swims as You lean back into Harry’s embrace, your pussy tightening around him as you ride the wave of pleasure. Your eyes never leave Carly’s in the mirror. You can see the hunger in her gaze, the **** need to cum like you are.

With a final, deep thrust, Harry buries himself inside you, filling you up with his hot cum. You scream out his name, your body shaking with the **** of your orgasm. Carly’s eyes are wide with envy, her mouth open as she watches you get filled up. She’s so close, you know she wants it. You can almost taste her need. Then you cum, your tiny body shuddering.

As Harry’s cock pumps into you, you feel yourself getting even wetter, your pussy spasming around him as you milk his cum out of him. It’s so intense, so all-consuming. You’re a dumb bimbo slut, and you love it. Harry’s hands are on your hips, holding you as he fucks up through your orgasm, making sure you feel every inch of his cock. Your huge breasts bounce with each thrust, your nipples hard and sensitive. You wish you had hands to play with them, but they’re too busy holding onto Harry’s shoulders, keeping yourself balanced on his thick cock. You’re just a tiny, weak little thing now, utterly at his mercy. And you wouldn’t have it any other way. You love being a mindless sex toy for this strong, powerful man.

With each stroke, you feel your pussy clenching around him. You can’t believe how much you want this, how much you need it. You’re so wet, so **** for his cum that you can feel it dripping down your thighs. You’re nothing but a cum-craving slut, and it’s all you’ve ever wanted to be.

Your body moves of its own accord, grinding against him, begging for more. You’re a tiny, weak thing now, your will entirely his to command. Your huge breasts bounce with every movement, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. You’re so sensitive, so ready to be used, so eager to serve.

You look down at your chest, watching your tits jiggle and sway with each thrust of Harry’s cock. They’re so big, so beautiful, the ultimate symbol of your newfound sexuality. You can’t help but reach out to play with them, your nipples so hard and sensitive that even the lightest touch sends jolts of electricity straight to your clit.