Your date with Tara at the arcade.

You have to admit, with sex getting stamped out of your brain with that all-you-can-fuck buffet earlier, the rest of the school day is a breeze. Although your balls felt drained and empty, your mind was more focused than ever. Quite frankly, you surprised yourself when you’re actually able to provide insightful answers in class and work with a clarity you didn’t know you had. All you had to do was stop ogling all those babes around you…

As school came to a close you met up with Tara outside the art room. She was… artsy… or something and a member of the art club. It all seemed like one big circle-jerk to you with all the students talking about how great each other are. Not that you told that hot busty goth, you were after all trying to get your dick wet in a non-magic manner.

“So I was thinking,” You start, looking into those sexy shadowed eyes, “We could head over to the arcade next to the movie theatre or something. If we pool all our tickets we might get you an army man, maybe with a parachute!” You elicit a playful giggle and feel like you’re the most suave high schooler of all time, a regular James Bond figure.

“Sure, that sounds fun, but maybe you can get me one of those fake plastic knives that push in when you stab someone.” Tara said humorously in a deadpan voice, “Plus, I can kick your ass in Beat Street and maybe you can buy me a soda.” You heartily agree and wave goodbye. If Tara wanted to stay in school more for “extra curriculars” that was her mistake! You leave to get on the bus home and get ready for your date.

“Oh, what the fuck, do you own this game at home or something?” You growl as you frantically mash the buttons on the arcade cabinet, hoping for some kind of miracle to happen on screen. Unfortunately you watch helplessly as you get KOed for the third time, though thankfully at least you did some damage to Tara’s character.

“You’re just mad cause you’re getting shit on!” Your little date was going great besides the fact that you couldn’t seem to put up a win against your sexy lady friend. Try as you might, she was incredibly skilled with her hands… though maybe it was time to see those talented fingers work on something other than the control stick… “Oh, hey it’s Phoebe and Jessica!”

“Who?” You look over in the direction that Tara motioned at and see two pretty girls that looked strangely familiar. “Do they go to our school?”

“Seriously?” Tara smirked at your lack of knowledge, “They’re in our grade, we’re performing in the school play next week?”

“Ah, shit, I knew it.” The girls exchanged pleasantries and began gossiping a bit about their upcoming performance. During this time, you took the opportunity to get a nice eyeful of these busty actresses and their tight bodies. Phoebe had a dark red bun of hair and Jessica had curly brown. You wished Jessica’s tits were a bit bigger like Tara’s, but you weren’t complaining as they idly chit-chat in front of you. Now that you saw them up close, you remembered that Phoebe and Jessica were best friends, nigh inseparable in school and out apparently.

“Hey so, you guys want to play me? I just finished kicking John’s ass.”

“Yeah, sure, I’ll take the first round. I should warn you, Phoebe and I play this all the time.” Jessica boasted, accepting Tara’s challenge. You step away from the arcade cabinet and find your chance for naughty time.

“Hey, I’m gonna go buy you that soda.” You say before quickly walking away to the vending machines. Alone at last, you take out your magic cock ring and inspect it for a second. You felt the urge to kiss it for a second until you rapidly remembered that this thing went around your dick like… everyday. Muttering to yourself in disappointment, you shove your hand down your pants and push your cock through the cold metal, feeling it disappear. Ready to go to town (or more like having these girls go to town on you), you head back to the girls.

“Oh, you’re just in time John, I’m about to fuck Jessica’s day up.” Tara taunted, putting her hands on her hips and slapping on a shit-eating grin. You chuckled softly and handed the bottle of soda over which she accepted thankfully. While she does so, you focus your attention to the center of the arcade cabinet’s controls… and lo and behold your cock sprouts like a weed in between the controller sticks. “Okay, let’s play!”

The two girls start to select their characters and their free hands immediately gravitate to your limp dick. With a bit of fondling and groping, Tara and Jessica quickly persuade your hardening cock to full mast while shifting through the different characters. You took a sharp breath when you finally felt nice and hard for these two lovely ladies… you always did like the anticipation of not knowing how exactly the girls were going to get you off.

“Get ready John, you’re about to watch me beat your girlfriend!” Jessica shouted while tugging at your shaft, her manicured fingers gently stroking your cock. You paused for a second, intrigued by that outburst and Tara’s blushing cheeks. Interestingly enough, it was not because she was jerking you off in public, at an arcade.

“Hey! W-we’re… I mean-he-he’s not-“ Tara stammered nervously, looking at you and then to Jessica and Phoebe’s smiling faces and back to you.

“Get your head in the game Tara, I’m just teasing.” The beautiful busty goth pouted before turning her attention back to the game. What followed was a bizarre trade of blows both in-game and on your cock. First, Jessica’s heavenly lips latched around your cock, sucking you off while she furiously mashed buttons to punch and kick. She seemed completely oblivious to the fact that she not only was she nosily slurping down your penis, but that her character wasn’t moving any closer to Tara’s. You chuckled at the odd development that the mind control brought. The two girls alternated between giving you a handjob and playing one handed and sucking your cock and playing with both. Slowly, between sloppy, oblivious blowjobs, they whittled down each other’s health.

“Wow, this one is going to be really close, huh?” Phoebe nudge you in the side, pointing at the screen. You didn’t pay her any mind though, you were leaning back against another arcade cabinet and enjoying the two girls working on your cock.

“Yea-Ah…! Shit, real close…” You yelped when it became Tara’s turn to take you down her tight throat. Jessica removes her soft hands from your shaft when your date’s lips suddenly glide downwards and her sucking cheeks push past. The pale beauty made sure to take your entire length down her throat until she gave you her first kiss right against the root of your cock. In a blur of blackness, you watched Tara bobbing her head with her nose pressed against the arcade cabinet. With no one to hold her hair, her raven-dark mane fell down around her head even as she continued sucking you off.

Gack! Gack! Gack!

The rapid deep-throat pushes you over the edge and you erupt right into Tara’s suctioning mouth. Underneath the umbrella of silky black hair, you hear her coughing and sputtering out wads of jizz, all while you continue pumping your load out and blasting thick ropes of semen directly into her stomach. She received a gooey mouthful and was barely able to swallow the majority of it, the rest splashing onto her top.

“Hah! I told you I’d win.” Jessica bragged, a bit of precum and salivia dribbled down past her lips and onto her shirt. "Come here Feebs." You watched as the dirty girl gave Phoebe a deep, sensual kiss, spreading your seed into her mouth. Hmm... were they lesbians? Interesting.

“Shit… I think my stick broke half way or something.” Tara complained, twirling your wilting cock between her slender digits. Your tip oozed the last of your spunk which made its home between Tara’s fingers and she licked it up unknowingly thanks to the mind control. Breathing hard, you excused yourself to the bathroom and removed the ring just as you felt more fingers gripping your cock. That was not a path you planned on visiting yet again!

You enjoyed the rest of the night, playing various games and eventually splurging all 150 tickets you won on that army man with a parachute for Tara. It was almost comical watching her meander around without a care in the world, her black eyeliner running down her pretty face from the tears and her chin and blouse absolutely ruined with spunk and spit. It was a good look for her, especially knowing where it came from.

“I had a really good time tonight John, we should hang out more.” Tara smiled under the flickering light of her front door. Earlier, you managed to eventually sneak a quick wipe around the lips with a wet napkin under the ruse that she had something on her face and it finally paid off. You gave her a quick peck on the lips and said good-night, leaving her with a bit of a surprised expression. Wistfully waving at you, she goes into through the front door and closes it as you drive away.

[Author’s Note: Thanks to “Zelp” for inspiring the entirety of this chapter.]