"There's always a choice."

The twisted frown on Allyson’s face deepens. Leaning over, she kisses James’ big, bloated belly while glaring at Kendall. “There’s always a choice, Kendall.” Moving her hand to hold James by the base, flattening his pubic hair and showing off his length, Allyson smiles. “You choose wrong.”

Kendall, face pinned to James’ feet, opens her mouth to speak but ends up being silenced with his toes. Allyson has her mouth plugged, too, as James forces her onto his enormous dick. Watching the two of them has been fun, but now James is bored. He swats Allyson’s hefty bosom and laughs. “Now, now, sluts, that’s enough.”

James then wraps one big hand around one of Allyson’s big breasts and squeezes it roughly. As he does, he guides her along his dick, forcing her to **** on his thick length. Allyson takes to it eagerly, throating him with some skill considering his size and closing her eyes to enjoy him as she does. Still, Kendall notices that Allyson’s eyes open again when James speaks and that all of her focus is put on his words and not his shaft. Like Kendall, Allyson is primed to listen and is eager to obey.

“Now, Allyson, I ain’t gonna say you’re wrong. You ain’t wrong, but Kendall has been a good girl lately, and I think she might even be more dedicated than you are.” Watching her **** on him, James smiles. “Now that I think about it, you’re pretty dedicated.” He turns that smile on Kendall. “But just watch what Kendall does for me and see for yourself.”

Removing his toes from Kendall’s mouth, James parts his legs and beckons her toward him. Kendall understands immediately and moves into position. The darkened cleft of James’ ass greets her, the smell of it filling her nostrils as she shuffles forward on her hands and knees. Her haughty pride might have stopped her, were she less dick-drunk. As it stands, she simply feels joy in being able to prove Allyson wrong in a display of submission.

James moves Allyson by her thick, dark hair, lifting her from his dick and holding her in place so that she can watch Kendall. Allyson strokes him as Kendall settles between his parted legs, and she watches Kendall lift his weighty balls and wet her lips.

“Now watch,” James hisses. “Watch what this slut will do for more.”

Smiling up at Allyson, Kendall buries her face into James’ hairy asshole. She leads with her tongue, moaning and slobbering as she tastes him. Allyson, still stroking James, watches in surprise and arousal at the depths of Kendall’s depravity and finds herself jealous of her former friend’s commitment. She internally justifies herself, thinking how she would eat James’ asshole if she were asked, but the image of Kendall smiling as she leapt is enough to give Allyson doubt. She might do it, but she would never smile like that if she did.

More frustrating, Allyson realizes, is the nature of Kendall’s relationship with James. Kendall will always occupy a special place in James’ heart. In fact, she is the reason for Allyson’s own submission. It was Kendall’s betrayal that set James on his path, and feeling James harden between her fingers, Allyson wishes for the first time that she had hurt him, too, just so that he could use her so recklessly as well.

In response to Kendall’s nimble tongue, James swells thicker and harder than Allyson has ever seen him. Precum gushes from his crown, pouring down his shaft and wetting and warming her fingers with his sticky gift. A new wave of jealousy washes over Allyson like a rising tide as she watched Kendall lap at James’ asshole.

James, meanwhile, was oblivious of this jealousy forming and instead grins and forces Kendall deeper. “Fucking disgusting,” he growls as Kendall mewls into him, and then he pulls her back up to free her from his stench. Kendall appears panting and winces as James takes hold of his cock and swats her in the face with it. Even more jealous than before, and without a cock to stroke, Allyson can only watch as James feeds Kendall his testicles.

Kendall nurses him readily, slobbering on his balls as she gave him a starry-eyed, lust glossed stare. Delight and hunger are written clearly across her face, and though it appalls Allyson, she cannot deny the truth. Kendall is every bit as much of a slut for James as Allyson is, and at this point, James is leaking for her.

James grunts. “Fucking nasty cunt!” He growls as he dragged her up his shaft by her hair. Kendall licks him on the way, holding herself steady by his hips and flourishing her tongue at his crown to taste him before being removed. James pulls her onto his lap with his cock at rest between her legs. “Get your tits up here and show your friend how good you are to me.”

Light returns to Kendall’s eyes as she understands his intent, and she mounts him with enthusiasm as she lines up and holds him ready to penetrate her. “Yes, daddy. Thank you!” Holding him steady, Kendall eases herself onto him, stretching around him and taking him to the root with one smooth, steady movement. She comes immediately, shivering on his gargantuan length and holding him by the chest with her free hand to keep herself steady. His dark pubic hair feels rough against her smooth, waxed vulva, and her breasts swing in his face as she settles.

Kendall sits up and removes her blouse to reveal her swollen pink nipples. Cupping his head, she feeds him one as she moans. Her insides are full of him now, and she can hardly remember disliking the taste of his asshole or the shame she felt in front of Allyson. All that matters now is her daddy’s thick shaft.

Kendall pants. “Fuck, daddy. So big! So good!”

While being cradled to her tits, James takes hold of her by the ass and drags her along his shaft. They work together, their bodies complimenting each other and finding pleasure in between. Allyson, meanwhile, watches from the side, her envy subdued by her awe. Kendall has, despite her deep insecurities, always appeared a powerful, almost primordial **** to Allyson. She is not someone who would bow to anyone, and yet she clearly bows before James. Kendall rides him, broken by his dick, and is every bit as much a slut as Allyson is, and suddenly Allyson understands James’ desire to break Kendall, and she sees the appeal of Kendall’s submission.

Kendall, for her part, is lost in pleasure. She smiles as James slobbers on her and rides him with growing expertise. It not only feels good to have him in her, it feels right to her. Bouncing on him, holding him, she enjoys the roughness of his hands on her shapely rear and finds that the driving, forceful jabs of his cock against her womb only give her pleasure. All of the pain and humiliation he gave her feels distant now, and all of it is justified by this. She comes on him, and she becomes his again.

James growls, rising to meet her, pummeling her insides as he holds her tight. “Fuck! How the fuck are you so tight after two kids, Kendall?”

Kendall laughs and flexes around him, tightening further to stroke him with her pussy like Allyson had with her hands. At this point, she has lost track of her orgasms, knowing their number more by the wet slaps of their genitals than by anything else. “It’s that you’re so big, daddy! You’re so big that you stretch me!”

Laughing, James reaches out with one hand to pull Allyson to him by her hair. She falls into him, bosom first, and James buries his face into her breasts now. Like Kendall, Allyson welcomes him, cupping his head with one hand and her breasts with her free arm. She smiles, her body shaking from the **** of the copulation happening beside her, and she watches them together. There is a primal beauty to them, a joy which Allyson feels watching another woman enraptured by James. James’ hand leaves Allyson’s hair and roams her body, settling on her ass and holding her in place with it.

Kendall whines, impaled on James. She wants to kiss him but knows better than to do it. Watching him with Allyson, though, has increased her attraction to him to an all-time high. Knowing what he had done to her mother and her brother was erotic, but it had been an extension of her. She had assumed the two of them had fallen like she did because of genetics. Seeing him with Allyson, however, destroys that myth. As much as she hates to admit it, the truth is that James is a stud now, and Allyson is the final nail in that coffin.

Drunk on James, and powerless in his display of raw sexual power, Kendall rides him hard. Her body shakes and quakes with each long, deep stroke as he shifts her insides. She locks eyes with Allyson, who smiles as James chews her nipples. Both are thoughtless with pleasure, drunk on his masculinity, and in that moment it becomes clear to Kendall: she is absolutely powerless against James. He is her king, and she is a lowly subject lucky to polish his scepter.

She tightens around him as another climax hits her. Thickening in response, James’ fat shaft forces another moan from her. His fat balls slap heavily against her as he flexes his bottom, meeting her thrusts. Another moan escapes, and she feels dizzy and away from herself. Reaching out, she holds Allyson’s shoulder for balance. It is a surprise at first, but Allyson is loyal to James and wants nothing to disrupt him. She holds Kendall and watches as a distant expression of joy overtakes the other woman’s face. Kendall smiles at her, and she mewls like an animal.

“He’s getting close, Allyson.” Her face scrunches as she rolls her hips, and Allyson can see James stretching her friend’s pussy. “Oh! Oh God! He’s coming!”

Allyson, nipple in James’ mouth, hugs his head as he nurses from her, and she can feel his moans boiling inside of him. Rubbing his chest, she coos, “Then do your job, you slut, and milk him like the bitch you are!”

Giggling and nodding, Kendall flexes and rides James through his orgasm. By the time he is done, her insides feel bloated and her head foggy and faraway. Resting against him, she feels James’ hot body and breathes in his sweaty stench. James’ fat crown is wedged into her deepest parts, up against her womb, and she moans against him, panting.

James removes both of them, shoving Allyson away first and then displacing Kendall into the other woman’s arms. Allyson catches Kendall and holds her. With his dick still in Kendall, James reaches around and squeezes her ass, smacking it for good measure while Allyson laughs. “See,” he pants. “Told you she’s my slut.”

Allyson smiles at James while holding Kendall to her. “She is,” she agrees. “You were right, as always, James.”

James, still breathless, smacks Kendall’s breast and gets only a complacent coo in response. “Damn right I am,” he says, and he takes Kendall from Allyson and holds her by the hair. He stares in her in her glassy blue eyes. There is affection in his features, though Kendall feels certain that it is only there to hide his unending animosity. “I’m pride of you, slut. You did good.”

Kendall’s womb throbs at his confession. Two years together, and she never wanted his affection. Now, she makes him proud and it feels better to her than an orgasm. He shoves her away, removing himself from her, and she falls back flat onto the bed, leaking semen across the sheets as she does. James mounts her, slapping his wet dick down across her face and feeding it to her.

On her back with Allyson watching, Kendall makes a show of cleaning James. She slobbers over him, showering him with wet kisses and eager licks. He tastes of her and, overwhelmingly, of himself. For her, it is less about showing off and more a show of gratitude for the man who has brought her literally dozens of orgasms over the course of two weeks. When finished with his shaft, she is given the chance to lift him and suckle his balls. She even kisses his asshole one last time, smiling as she does and feeling him throb in her hand before he removes himself.

“God damn,” he growls. “That nasty mouth of yours is dangerous.” Settling back onto Jackson’s pillow, James reaches out and smacks Allyson on her big, pale ass. It is a gentle slap, but it lands with enough **** to draw her attention to him. “Go and take that slut to clean off. She needs to get that empty head of hers clean before her family comes home.”

Allyson nods. “Of course,” she says, rising from the bed and helping Kendall up. She supports Kendall’s weight, the leggy brunette standing nearly seven inches taller than her. They go to the bathroom together, leaving a trail of semen on the way. There, they strip and shower, Allyson overseeing Kendall as Kendall cleans herself. In the shower, with her head clearing, Kendall sees that Allyson, like her, has been groomed James’ specifications. At this point, it comes as no surprise to her.

They dry off together, Allyson’s plump body reflected in the mirror beside Kendall. “You really did well out there,” says Allyson while drying her hair, and she gives Kendall a smile. “I’m glad to see you’re trying to make it up to him. He doesn’t show if often, but you really hurt him. You have a lot to make up for before you make it right.”

Kendall stays quiet this time, knowing better than to argue. They were both gaslighted by dick, Kendall realizes, and even her own feelings are confused by this point.

After drying, they return to James naked and kneel at his feet. Together, they take to kissing him all over his body as he stands and dresses himself. James checks Kendall’s ass one last time, teasing the plug before giving her a swat and changing it out for a bigger size. Kendall is humiliated but proud to be stretched in front of Allyson.

When finished, James and Allyson leave. Kendall watches them from the living room window, still naked, still leaking semen. Returning to the bed, she sees the mess left and sets to work cleaning it before she has to go get Jackson and the girls. Her whole house stinks of James at this point, though, and no amount of cleaning will wash it away.

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