[Fanfiction][Hazbin Hotel][Cum Inflation][Huge Cock][Mind break][Converted By Cock] Hazbin Whoretel

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You stomped your way into the lobby, marching proudly and full of bravado. Somehow the dank, musty smell filling your nostrils wasn't anywhere near as bad as you were expecting. Although just looking at the place had you setting that bar incredibly low.

“A customer! Vaggie a customer! Look!”

“Yeah yeah, are you going to greet him or what?”

The infamous owner of the hotel you were standing in, Charlie, the milk white, platinum blonde. She had rosy cheeks, and was wearing a smart red suit with pair of tight black pants to match, complimenting her tight round ass. She was currently busy shaking a girl you didn't know who seemed to be her exact opposite. Vaggie – apparently – had a muted brown complexion, an unkempt, loosely fitting white dress and her arms wrapped up in elbow length gloves, the fingers missing from one. Her face was currently twisted into a scowl, her one remaining eye narrowed, the other covered up by a pink cross shaped bandage.

They did however have a couple things in common, namely, their tight figures, and long, bright hair. In Vaggie's case her hair was white though, with peach coloured tips.

Immediately Charlie stood to attention and covered her mouth with both hands, looking completely and utterly shocked, but a moment later she recovered bounding around the counter and all but skipping towards you.

“Hello sir! Welcome to the Happy Hotel –”

“Sign says Hazbin Hotel....” You jabbed a thumb over your shoulder towards the front entrance.

“Ah, r-right. My apologies, Hazbin Hotel. We... had a recent name change? I guess?”

“Some management you got here.” You nodded at her happily, a smirk across your face.

“Yes thank...you?” It took Charlie a moment to understand your words while looking at your cheery face, her enthusiasm noticeably drooped when she did.

“Hey! Shit wipe! What the fuck is your problem?” Vaggie perked up instead, stomping the route Charlie and just skipped, and heading straight for you.

Now that she was out from behind it you noted she was wearing mismatched thigh high stockings, leaving only a narrow patch of skin exposed between them and her incredibly short dress. Curiously she was otherwise barefoot.

“Vagatha!” Charlie let out a whine, her voice hushed, despite you being closest to her, as she flicked her eyes uneasily between the two of you, flashing you a weak, painted on smile.

“Whoa, whoa, I'm not trying to pick a fight here!” You held up your hands defensively.

“Sure sounds like it!” Vaggie spat, now right in front of you, leaning in threateningly, despite having to look up at you.

As far as demons went you weren't particularly special in really anyway. Most incubi – men sent to hell for their insatiable, unscrupulous lust – were usually a lot shorter and/or scrawnier than you however, so you did have a good foot and a half on these girls, more than enough to just smirk at her cute attempts at intimidation.

“All I'm saying is, if the owner of the place doesn't even know the name, doesn't really instill very much confidence in the quality of the service. Now does it?” You flashed the angry girl a toothy grin.

You could see her nostrils flare and her tightly pursed lips raise in unison with her eyebrows, looking like she just smelled something foul. She didn't have a response however, but she did tense up like she was getting ready to throw a punch. That is, until Charlie **** herself between the two of you,

“I'm _so _sorry for that sir! It was just a one time mistake, we pride ourselves on friendliness and service. I can promise you, you will not regret your stay here!”

“Stay?” You scoffed, throwing your head back, “Yeah, this place looks like a dump. Why would I want to stay? I just wanted to get a look at this place after your ridiculous display on the news.”

“Congratulations. You saw it. Get out!” Vaggie spat over Charlies shoulder, apparently calmed by her acting as a barrier.

Charlie immediately sidestepped, blocking her completely and loudly talked over her,

“I assure you sir, you'll never regret the decision! The entire goal of this place is to redeem your soul. By the end of it you'll be able to make it into heaven, everlasting paradise!”

You snorted as soon as you heard that,

“Yeah, paradise. I didn't get in because they don't let you have any fun up there!”

“Oh I assure you, you'll have lots of fun here!” Charlie bobbed her head enthusiastically, fully intent on selling you on this now that she had you talking, “And it'll just be a taste of what's waiting for you!”

You snorted again, crossing your arms as you did,

“You got bitches here then? Besides the obvious anyways.” Your eyes flicked over her shoulder.

Charlie stood frozen for a good few seconds, Vaggie however was going red and hissing through her teeth like a leaky tire, she looked ready to burst.

Eventually Charlie croaked out hesitantly,

“W...what?”

“You know, bitches, whores. Someone to get my dick wet! Why should I stay at your hotel when there's an entire block of brothels I could visit.”

Charlie began to sweat as you spoke, her already pale face going paler,

“W-well, to save your soul....” Her voice began to crack as she seemed entirely unsure of herself now.

“Yeah, I really don't care.” You scoffed back, “But hey, let me know if one of you bitches wants to make my stay a little more pleasant and I might reconsider.”

“You're gonna be waiting a real fucking long time asshole!” Vaggie spat, taking a hostile step towards you before Charlie threw her arms out and stopped her.

“I-I don't think we can do that....” Charlie stammered, struggling to hold Vaggie back, “...But if you just reconsider –”

“Nah!” You cut her off with a shake of your head, “Either one of you bitches can sit on my dick or I'm out!” You gave her a wink, then locked eyes with the enraged Vaggie and blew her a kiss before turning on your heels.

“Let me go Charlie! I'm going to fucking murd–” Vaggie was cut short by Charlie yelling over her,

“Wait! Please! We agree!”

You actually weren't expecting that and for a second froze mid-step.

“Charlie! What the fuck?” Vaggie seemed even more stunned than you though. Her rage completely gone and she forgot you existed as she took a step back and looked at Charlie with a wide eye.

“I have the utmost confidence in our hotel... I'm positive that you'll enjoy your stay so much you'll forget about your vices in no time... so this'll be nothing... hehe....” Charlie choked out in a strained voice that belied the exact opposite of her words.

Spinning on your heels you faced the now cringing Charlie, her smile obviously ****,

“Oh, so_ now _you want to give me proper service?” You clicked you tongue, shaking your head as you did, “And after you let one of your employees talk to me like that?

“I'm really sorry about that.... A-as an apology... um... V-Vaggie can spend a – uh – h-hour with –”

“What?” Vaggie's voice was lifeless, as was her eyes as she stared straight through Charlie, her entire body limp.

“Um, just... one second!” Charlie looked to you and held up a finger in front of her face before spinning around, grabbing Vaggie's hand and all but dragging her with her back to the front desk.

Once behind the desk Vaggie immediately shouted,

“What the fuck is wrong with you?”

“Vaggie please, we need a customer!” Charlie pleaded in a far more even tone.

“Him?”

“Anyone.” Charlie sighed grabbing both of Vaggie's hands with hers, folding them in between the two of them, “If this hotel is going to work we need momentum. Please Vaggie....”

For a long few moments Vaggie was silent, but as she looked into Charlies big, wet eyes, a look of complete determination on her face, she couldn't help but sigh,

“I can't believe you're asking me to do this... and I really can't believe I'm even considering agreeing....”

“Vaggie....”

“But this is for you and your dream....”

Charlie immediately perked up, dropped Vaggie's hands and luged forward, wrapping the girl up in a tight hug and began peppering her cheek with kisses,

“But I am _not _spending an hour with that piece of shit!” Vaggie added with a shout, making sure to glare right at you as she did, “If I have to spend more than five minutes with him I'm gonna kill him. Once you cum I'm out! Are we clear?”

Your smile grew by the second, her jab not even phasing you as you couldn't believe your luck,

“We'll see if you still think that after you get a taste of this!” You shouted back, grabbing your crotch as you did before striding towards them.

“Do I really have to do this?” Vaggie groaned to Charlie as she finally let her go.

Charlie didn't answer and instead grabbed Vaggie's hand, giving it a squeeze before leading her back around the desk,

“If you'll just follow us sir, I can show you to your room!” Charlie immediately went off in a brisk pace, her entire body stiff.

Vaggie matching her speed, hand-in-hand, but in contrast she was hunched over and deliberately stomping the entire way, slapping the ground with her stocking'd feet like a child throwing a tantrum.

Almost as soon as you started walking though you were stopped at the very first door outside of the lobby,

“Well, here's your room. I hope you, ah, enjoy your stay.” Charlie gave you another strained smile, gesturing to the door as she did.

Vaggie meanwhile let out a grumble under her breath. Before leaving Charlie's side however, Charlie squeezed her hand and leaned in to give Vaggie a peck on the cheek, and attempted to discreetly whisper,

“I promise I'll make it up to you.”

You couldn't help but feel a twitching in your loins as you overheard them though.

Afterwards Vaggie grimaced, gave Charlie's hand a squeeze back before letting go, not even looking at her as she flung the door open, and stomped straight for the bed.

With a twirl, as elegant as it was just angry, Vaggie plopped right down on the edge and crossed her arms, wrinkling her nose and glaring daggers at you.

You didn't hesitate to follow after, kicking the door closed behind you without so much as a second glance at Charlie,

“Ready for a piece of this dick?” You chuckled as you approached, already unzipping your pants as you did.

“Not even fucking close.” Vaggie's entire face scrunched up as she stared daggers at you, her eye locked on your face, as she made a concentrated effort to avoid even glancing at the bulge you were unpacking inches away from her face, her arms still crossed defiantly.

The moment the words left her lips however, you had your meat free, and unceremoniously slapped your impressive rod down over her face, nearly covering the left side entirely, where her good eye was.

“Hey what the fuck are – oh... oh god, do you even know what a shower is?” Vaggie immediately recoiled, leaning away from you as she dry heaved into her hand.

“I like to get some bitch to give me a spit shine at least once a week.”

“You better not be trying to suggest what I think you are.” Vaggie hissed, still leaning as far away from you as she could, her eye starting to water.

“You a virgin or something? You can't fuck it if I'm not hard.” You laughed back.

You were betting on her naivety, based on her apparent relationship with Charlie and her complete and utter disgust with you to really squeeze her for everything you could.

All Vaggie did was scowl at you, and wrinkle her nose. For a long moment you thought you might've failed, that she might've noticed you were already at half chub. After a few seconds though it became clear she didn't have anything to yell at you, so you pressed your advantage,

“It ain't gonna suck itself, and if you don't want I'll just go and find someone –”

“Of course I don't fucking want to!” Vaggie snapped back, cutting you off.

After only a beat she followed up by leaning back forward, and before you could say anything else she roughly grabbed hold of your dick with one hand. Her scowl deepening when she did.

With her face now inches from your cock Vaggie almost instinctively took another sniff and immediately coughed,

“F-fucking hell....”

Squeezing your hefty shaft in her small, surprisingly delicate hands Vaggie bent your limp, throbbing meat up to her mouth and hesitantly inched her tongue past her lips before giving the head of your cock a flick of her tongue.

“Enjoying the taste?”

“Okay that's fucking it!” Vaggie clenched her fist around your cock, but even only at half-mast it was like trying to squeeze a full beer can, she could hardly muster up enough strength to faze you, “You're gonna shut your mouth if you want me to do this! And as soon as you cum, I'm gone.”

You smirked down at her, but before you could say a word she hissed again,

“Not a fucking word, unless you want me to use my teeth while I'm down here!”

Finally she made a threat that got through to you. Despite that however, you still grunted and gestured to the meat in her hands.

Just like that, the fire inside her died and she let out a little whine. Then a sigh, and then she leaned back down and lifted your cock up to her mouth. She stuttered for just a moment more, before this time, squeezing her eye shut and diving straight in.

Vaggie dropped her jaw and then wrapped her lips around the head of your cock. She instinctively let out a groan as her tongue was pushed aside and her jaw stretched even more to accommodate you, but with your cock filling her mouth it sounded more like a moan. A fact Vaggie herself noticed and she winced at the own sound she made.

She knew you were going to enjoy that, far more than she would've liked you to.

In order to distract herself she did the only thing she _could _do at the moment and flicked her tongue over the slit of your cock.

One thing that honestly surprised her was how... normal your cock tasted. Given the smell, and your obvious uses for the thing she was honestly expecting to gag at the very taste, but despite the salty, sweaty flavour the head of your cock was at the very least bearable. It actually became easy for her to zone out and swirl her tongue around the head of your cock, gently sucking on it like a lightly salted lollipop.

Her technique was clearly bare bones though, and made it clear she didn't have much expertise,

“You're gonna have to go deeper than that.” You grunted.

Vaggie immediately froze, her tongue stopping and her nostrils flaring as she glared up at you.

You completely ignored that however and put a hand on the back of her head.

“Mhhmm!” Vaggie let out a muffled yell.

She was completely helpless though as you yanked her down, sliding her lips over your cock and pushing your rod straight down her throat. The deeper you went the more she resisted. She tried to pull away, and the spasms of her throat grew more and more intense as she tried to heave you out. None of it deterred you though as you pulled her nose into your hips, burying her face in your wiry pubes. Her throat squeezed around you, fitting like a glove, even as the blood was still rushing to your loins.

With her air suddenly cut off, Vaggie was gripped by panic and pushed against your legs frantically.

You didn't let up though, and held her firm. With both hands on the back of her head you began to grind against her face, churning your meat in her throat.

It was around then Vaggie started to gather herself and began beating against your thighs, punching you with as much strength as she could muster from her position on the edge of the bed. It was hardly enough to deter you though. A deviant like you could enjoy some pain, especially when it was paired with a struggle like hers, and the feeling of one of her warm holes squeezing you tight.

As you finally reached full mast, your cock throbbing angrily in her throat, you took a moment longer to savour the squeeze she was putting on you, wiggling your hips to work your cock around, and incidentally, her head with it.

With your cock now filling her throat completely, stretching it tight, and straining her jaw, Vaggie's bravado was gone and she was completely panicked. Her punches did nothing, especially not from her **** position where she wasn't able to put anything but the strength of her slender arms into it.

She was humiliated deep down – it was difficult to tell if that was why her stomach was churning or you were really reaching far into her – but the only thing she could think of was to start clawing at your thighs like a frightened animal.

That was finally enough to fend you off. Her fingernails raking down your now bruised thighs was enough to wring a wince from you and convinced you to let her head go.

As soon as Vaggie was free she tried to pull away, it was still a struggle even without your hands on her head though. The thick, iron hard shaft down her throat still locked her head down, her throat stretched tight, gripping you as if her body didn't want to release you. Worse no matter how far she pulled back there was still more left in her throat. Slipping her head off your cock was an ordeal in it's own right.

When she finally did manage to unanchor her head, she fell backwards as her throat was no longer stubbornly gripping your cock and was finally allowed to rebound back into it's normal size,

“Wha –” Vaggie tried to speak through her gasping, but she cut herself off by breaking down into hacking and gagging, rubbing her throat gingerly as she did, “Couldn't... breath... asshole!” She eventually whimpered, still massaging her stretched out and tender throat, and still struggling to gather herself.

“Well hey, look at that, you got me nice and hard, barely made me wait too, good job!” You sneered, kneeling on the bed, straddling her chest so you could slap her on the nose with your slimy, wet rod.

“Fuck off!” Vaggie coughed again, kicked out from under you and scooted away, across the bed.

“Really, after all that you're not even gonna fuck me? And here I was thinking I was given you as an _apology _not another insult.” Your voice was dripping with derision and sarcasm, as you put on the air of being hurt.

All the same, Vaggie froze, **** back one final cough, and locked eyes with you.

She knew exactly what you were getting at, and as much as she hated that, she was doing this for Charlie. She was just about to sigh and give in, but since she had been motionless for more than a second you took full advantage.

While Vaggie was caught of guard, you grabbed one of her ankles, still in reach and dragged her over to you, sliding her tight ass back to the edge of the bed.

“Hey!” Vaggie could only gasp in shock.

Completely ignoring her surprise, you grabbed her other ankle and forcefully spread her legs to either side of you. You were pleasantly surprised by her flexibility, an excited twitch running through your cock at just how effortlessly you were able to spread her so widely. You enjoyed the sight and feeling of it as you pulled her in to your groin. Her already incredibly short dress had rolled up to reveal a pair of small black panties, so with her in position you laid your cock right over her crotch.

“Just... hurry up.” Vaggie spat.

“What was that?” You stopped and inclined an ear, smile plastered across your face.

“I said hurry it the fuck up!” Vaggie's ankles tensed in your hands, but your grip remained firm, locking her legs in place.

“Hurry what up?”

“Oh for fuck's... Hurry up and fuck me, pretty please!” Vaggie's lip curled as she hissed sarcastically.

“So you're really want this dick, huh?” By now you had a complete and utter shit eating grin.

Of course you knew nothing she was saying was even close to genuine.

“Oh, yeah. Sure. Totally.” Vaggie hissed, scowling up at you and testing your grip on her legs with a couple firm, but fruitless tugs.

“Told you, you'd change your tune once you got a taste.”

“Oh my god! Are you done talking yet? Do you even know how to use that freakish thing? Or is the only thing it's good for making my eyes water?”

Still smirking you let go of one of her legs so your could hook her panties with a finger and pull it aside, exposing her bare, lightly trimmed pussy, a small patch of wispy white hair sprinkled over her dark, purple lips.

As soon as your fingers brushed across her lips Vaggie sucked in a deep breath, putting her all into not yelling at you as her skin began to crawl. Somehow she managed to **** it down by the time you grabbed her ankle again and began lining up.

“Eyes, mouth, pussy – my dicks been known to get a girl wet all over.”

Vaggie couldn't stop herself from rolling her eye and she was about to tear into you, but you tore her up first.

The second your cock first pushed past her lips Vaggie immediately froze, and was just short of shuddering, but then your inches began to sink in. As soon as your head was inside her, Vaggie's eyes rolled back again, but this time she let out a shriek,

“Fucking shit!” Vaggie bunched up the sheets in both her hands, and began kicking wildly.

Or at least tried too, but you held firm to her ankles.

“Do you even know how that thing is supposed to work?”Panting, Vaggie spat up at you as you held her ankles, only halfway inside her, her pussy gripping you almost as tight as her throat.

“You just haven't had good dick before. Don't worry, I'll break you in soon enough.”

Vaggies mouth started to twitch in response, but instead of letting her go on another rant, you cut her off by yanking back on her ankles, pulling her towards you, thighs around your waist, and fully onto your dick.

She instantly let out a sharp, staccato shriek, but it quickly deflated into a squeal as your dick rearranged her insides, pushing up against her stomach and squeezing the air out of her lungs, and the fight from her body.

Now that she was limp, you quickly hooked your arms under Vaggie's knees and folded them up to her shoulders as you leaned over her. Your rod fully impaled in her pussy helped you move her hips under you as you got into position, just like you were able to control her head before. Even as you took your time manipulating her Vaggie couldn't do more than whimper or twitch in your grasp, your cock reaching her deepest parts and squeezed the fight out of her, and every shift and grind of your hips made her entire body twitch.

Then you started to pound her. Bouncing your hips off of hers and rocking the bed, Vaggie finally let out another long, loud whine,

“Holy fucking shit! Slow down you freak! You – you're too big!” Vaggie's legs tensed and her face grew flush as she stammered. She was trying to buck you off, but with your hooking her legs, your hands on the bed on either side of her so they had no way out, and with most of your weight behind that, it was useless. All she could do was flail her legs over your shoulders.

Any chance she had to resist you and back out was completely gone now that you had her like this and that thought only made you more excited. Your cock throbbing inside her at the very thought you immediately picked up the pace until you were going full bore, the sounds of wet slapping drowning out most of Vaggie's protests and groans. Not that she had much she could say anymore.

Every time you buried your cock inside her, you pushed against her stomach, bulging it from the inside. She would've let out a scream if the **** had left any room for her lungs to expand. Each punch of your cock left her breathless and all she could do was wheeze instead.

You reached so deep inside her, you were practically wearing her. Vaggie couldn't even see straight anymore, and was struggling to even stay conscious. Other than a few garbled protests, she couldn't cobble together a solid thought.

Having finally shut her up, you were _almost _disappointed when you finally reached your limit. Of course, as you tensed up inside her you didn't have any doubts in your mind anymore. With her body coiled against you, pushing against you uselessly, in fact helping bury you deeper inside her you began to let loose inside her. All Vaggie could do was squeal like a deflating balloon, one foot placed on your chin in a weak attempt to kick you off that hand only enough strength to cock your head.

You then collapsed on top of her, folding her completely in half, digging her knees into her own ribs, and burying yourself up to your balls inside of her as you pumped load after load straight into her womb. Each jet causing her stomach to ripple slightly with the sheer **** of each shot at point blank range, the sound of Vaggie letting out a quivering groan echoing after each one, as if she was taking a tally of each load dumped inside of her.

Despite the intense discomfort of having your cock halfway through her, now that you had stopped to fill her up Vaggie was finally able to recover enough to speak,

“G...gross.” Although it was still a struggle, “...Get...get off.”

You didn't respond, you just continued to weigh her down, folding her in half and corking her pussy, keeping her belly fat with your cum.

“Hey! You had your fun! Now fucking get off!” Vaggie had recovered significantly now that you weren't tenderizing her insides, and despite her hoarse voice and disheveled appearance she was well on her way to her old self.

Finally you responded,

“I'm not done yet though.”

“You... yes you fucking are!” Vaggie wriggled beneath you, letting out a gasp when she started shaking her hips, still stretched around your slowly softening cock.

It was then Vaggie realized that squirming was going to do more harm than good, and changed her tactics. She tried to kick you again, but now that you were lying on top of her she couldn't even get close anymore and it was mostly just her fluttering her feet and occasionally brushing your hair with her toes. It was more cute than anything.

With a chuckle you began to straighten back up, being extra sure to catch Vaggie's legs as you did before she could do anything with them,

“I'm sorry sweet cheeks, but that's not how this works. Welcome to hell.”

“Wha – you son of a bitch! I'm gonna gouge your slimy little....”

---

Charlie wrung her hands, fidgeting incessantly. It was an incredibly quiet day, literally only a single customer, or visitor for that matter, you, and it left her plenty of time to stew. At first she felt disgusted with herself for what she asked Vaggie to do, she was so **** for this to work that she just sold her out. When Vaggie started yelling at you Charlie had gotten concerned, she felt it was her duty to check in on you, but she wasn't sure she could handle what she might wind up seeing, plus, she knew Vaggie could handle herself. After the first half hour though Charlie was filled with a twisted, conflicted sense of relief. It seemed you were going to stay at the very least. Vaggie never really stopped yelling though, which was actually a good sign... in a way. Considering what she was doing, Charlie wasn't exactly surprised, but every time there was a lull in the noises she was making Charlie started to bristle.

Then an hour ticked by...then another.

Charlie felt sick to her stomach. It wasn't supposed to take this long. Vaggie could take care of herself though, she knew that better than anyway over the years. She could still hear various noises from the room down the hall too, and none of them seemed like cries for help, so that was good.... Right?

At hour three though Charlie couldn't take it anymore. She didn't know what was happening, but she knew Vaggie would never want to be alone with a man, let alone a naked one, for this long. It was finally time for her to step up.

“Okay, come on Charlie, this is your hotel, and your girlfriend, you have every right to be here. It doesn't matter what you see, what matters is putting your foot down!” Hyping herself up, Charlie stomped over towards you room.

Once in front of your door, a scowl on her face, Charlie raised her fist and cleared her throat, ready to knock and announce her presence,

“Sigue sigue sigue! préñame, hijo de puta! Hyaaah~! ”

Hearing Vaggie's cries from the other side of the door changed her mind though. She needed to be assertive. She grabbed the door knob and flung the door open.

“Si~... a-así~ Eso es todo?~ Pensé que querías romperme! Dame mas fuerte!”

With her mouth hung open, ready to shout something completely forgotten, Charlie was met with the sight of her girlfriend, on her hands and knees on the bed. There was a far off look in her eyes, her tongue hanging out and her hair stuck in your balled up fist, and yanked back so hard her head was pulled back with it and she was looking almost straight up.

“Métela mas duro! relléname con tu semen! Demuéstrame que tu verga es superior a mi novia!”

Charlie couldn't fully understand her, especially not with how rapidly and raggedly she spoke, but when she saw Vaggie's hips shaking against yours even Charlie was able to pick up that Vaggie probably wasn't cursing you out... at least not angrily.

“Wha...what's going...on –”

The noise from the edge of the room drew enough of your attention from your furious pounding to finally notice the movement from the edge of your vision. Turning your head just enough to focus on it, you couldn't avoid slowing down, but pulled Vaggie's hair even harder to compensate, wringing another cry from her,

“Sigue! sigue! Más! déjame adicta a tu verga! dale! Nnngh! Prometiste que me harías tu perra!” Vaggie sucked in a deep breath, pushing hard against you and grinding her hips from side-to-side.

Finally realizing it was Charlie that had interrupted you – her mouth hanging open, and her ghostly white face turning pink as she stared – you were able to relax and turn your attention back to your toy,

“We're a little busy here!” You shouted, punctuating yourself with a hard slap across Vaggie's tight ass.

The girl immediately let out a yelp and clenched her teeth, that caused Charlie to jump, but as Vaggie started to drool and shake, her pussy clamping down around you and dripping into a ever growing stain on the bed, Charlie got the message,

“I... I just wanted to make sure you were enjoying your stay... is all. It seems like our manager is taking extra good care of you though.” Charlie did her best to put on a customer service smile and voice, but it was a constant struggle to keep the energy and sunshine from draining out of her.

“She's _finally _trying, but I'm still not satisfied yet.” You grunted back immediately resuming your **** on Vaggie's insides.

“O-oh...well please enjoy yourself, and let me know if you need anything else!” Putting on a **** smile, and shutting her eyes, Charlie started to back out, “Glass of water...condoms...morning after....” Droning absently, mostly to herself, grow quieter and quieter with every word, once Charlie cleared the threshold though, she slammed the door shut and started to stumble backwards, against the far wall and slid down onto her knees, bracing herself against it.

She felt winded after what she saw, and still couldn't piece it together in her head. Vaggie looked like she was enjoying herself – and that was putting it lightly... but that just couldn't be possible....

---

Charlie had returned to the front desk, after recovering from her shock in the hall. She was conflicted by what she saw, but she was the one that put Vaggie up to it.... All she could do now was wait though. Not that that was especially odd, Most of the maintenance on the hotel was long since dealt with, and you were the most exciting thing to happen in days. Charlie was used to waiting for something to happen. It wasn't like Vaggie needed saving either.... All that said, waiting was more excruciating than ever today.

Hour four since you took Vaggie to your room was awful. Hour five Charlie started to pace the main lobby. Hour six Charlie started staring down the hall, her stomach churning as she felt she had to come to a decision. Finally, eight full hours had passed, the time her and Vaggie would've normally called it quits for the day had rolled around and there was still no sight of her. With that realization Charlie also realized that she couldn't remember the last time she heard Vaggie either.

Balling up her fists and squaring her shoulders Charlie stomped down the hall and stood outside your door. She took a few shaky breaths, but nothing calmed her down so she just barrelled on and took a few hard knocks at your door,

“H-hello! It's Charlie, the owner, can I come in?”As pressured as she felt into doing this, Charlie wasn't looking to be met with a sight like she had before.

“Come in!” You replied back after a second.

Charlie swallowed hard and swung the door open, only to find that you had much different plans than she did.

Vaggie's slender waist in your hands, so you could prop her up as you kept pounding at her even as Charlie stepped into the room.

“Wha... what's... happening?” Charlie awkwardly mumbled out, surveying the scene before her with a pained expression.

Vaggie was laying back, nearly completely motionless, her face glazed over, figuratively and literally, from what little Charlie was able to make out under several different layers of cum, Vaggie's good eye was completely unfocused. Her mouth hung open, cum coating her cheeks and chin like a fountain of cum had just finished bubbling out of her mouth. If not for her distant blinking, Charlie would've feared the worst as the energetic and feisty girl she knew was just motionless, apparently content to be used like a toy. Most distressing of all however – somehow – was how her stomach was bloated, to the point where your cock made no noticeable different in her stomach even when you were buried completely inside her. She looked pregnant, by several month.

Charlie was frozen by the sight. Did you have some sort've weird demon power she wasn't aware of? Then you let out a grunt, yanking Vaggie into you as you hilted yourself inside of her. She stirred slightly letting out a short whimper as her stomach began to quiver and bulged ever so slightly more.

In an instant Charlie realized that was _all _cum. Somehow knowing that was your power instead of an instant impregnation power didn't make her feel better.

“A-ah... Sorry to intrude sir, but if you're done with Vaggie I kinda need her back, please.”

“Huh?” You grunted back dimly, still leaning over Vaggie's body, fresh off your most recent orgasm, like an animal over it's prey.

Charlie couldn't help but bristle at your response.

Dropping Vaggie's slender hips you straightened up and shifted back, popping your cock out of her, leaving her pussy gaping in the shape of your meat and letting a literal fountain of cum to spray out of her. Vaggie quivered when you left her, and gave a shuddering gasp in the first few moments the cum began to pour out of her,

“N-no... no pares.” She whimpered weakly, not even aware enough to twitch a finger.

“Well as you can see, I'm nowhere near done.” You gestured brazenly towards your slimy, still throbbing cock.

“I'm sorry sir, but you've been... with my girlfriend for quite awhile, a-and it looks like you've... well broken her... is that really not enough?” Charlie's eyes were instinctively drawn downwards with your gesture, but the second she saw your cock her face began to flush and she looked away.

You snorted,

“Of course not! She got me hard, but it's clear she hasn't touched a cock in her life, because I'm still hard.”

“I'm sorry my girlfriend wasn't to your satisfaction, but you've been using her for far longer than we agreed, I'm not really sure what else you want!”

“Some customer service....” You shook your head, causing Charlie to bristle, but she quickly remembered the situation she was in and deflated almost immediately, “You dragged me in here, and practically **** me to accept your girlfriend's untrained pussy, and now you expect me to leave blue balled?”

Charlie's face began to scrunch up as she was quickly starting to take issue with your reasoning,

“You know what, yes, that's right! I gave you more than enough time to have your fun! You've used Vaggie like an object and you're still not satisfied? I don't see how that's either of our problems!” Charlie stared you down and gestured viciously towards Vaggie's still motionless form. Even the cum had begun dripping out of her far slower, although it was clear there was still quite a lot still inside her, packing her womb, trapped, “I don't care if you're still horny, I should've kicked you out hours ago! Get the fuck out!”

Charlie's anger over took her and you quickly saw the demonic side of her, not the optimistic push-over that had no business being in hell, but the mien of a proper denizen of hell. It caught you off guard, but more than that the sheer power emanating off of her set off all your survival instincts,

“Fine! Have it your way!” You slid off the bed and walked towards the door, giving Charlie an awkwardly wide berth, “But if you think you're getting more than one star for this....” You grumbled one last parting shot however, your pride bruised, but better that then double-dead.

Hearing that Charlie went stiff, her entire demeanour drooping as she stared at you with wide eyes.

Somehow the shift back down wasn't in anyway heartening. It was creepy.

“Okay fine. I'm still a fair business woman! I'll... personally see to you myself, just... once you're satisfied get out. A-and promise me you won't tell anybody you've been here!” Charlie was back to being a worried mess. She thought she'd managed to get some sort of foothold today, a chance for her business to finally take off, but it was starting to look like an absolute best case scenario was merely getting back to where she had started.

You eyed her suspiciously, the rapid shift in her mood was disconcerting, but hearing her return to her meek, subservient self inspired your predatory instincts, and you wouldn't have been sent to hell if it was easy for you to turn down an attractive woman's advances. You couldn't help but bite back though,

“Yeah, that's nice and all, but considering how you just started yapping at me like a rabid bitch, I'm sure you can understand why I wouldn't really want my dick anywhere near you.”

Charlie pursed her lips, her brow tented in a worried expression,

“I'm very sorry sir, that was out of line. Regardless of... circumstances, you're still currently a guest.”

You clicked your tongue, completely emboldened by her pitiful display. You were ready to tear into her and truly knock her down a few pegs, but Charlie's eyes flicked down to your still rock hard cock, and she immediately came to a decision that threw you for a loop.

Charlie dropped to her knees, still several steps away from you, and began crawling over,

“Please sir, let me suck your cock! I was out of line, if you'll just let me show you how sorry I am, I promise you'll leave here with a smile on your face!” By the time she was done with her speech she was only a foot away, and back on her knees, sitting on her heels, hands folded as if in prayer, “Please –”

You immediately cut her off, by taking a step and slapping her across the face with your cock, setting a wet smack echoing throughout the room,

“Alright, you twisted my arm. Make it good.” Your mind went blank, only one thought remained, your plans to verbally **** her lost as she literally begged for your cock, your primal urges forcibly took the wheel, and you grabbed your cock and began bopping her face with it over and over.

“Y-yes sir!” Charlie gasped, cupping her wet, flushed cheek as she was stared up at your cock, eyes wide.

Staring down the barrel of your imposing cock, Charlie couldn't help but notice the smell. The entire room smelled like sweaty sex and semen, but your cock in particular smelled not only a concentrated version of that, but so much like Vaggie. It shouldn't have been too surprising considering how long you'd been soaking inside of her, but Charlie couldn't help but squirm uncomfortably as her body instinctively reacted to the smell, her cunt slowly starting to water.

Squeezing her thighs together tight, Charlie tried to will her instincts into submission and tried to shift her focus to you. She leaned forward and gave you a quick peck on the head of your cock. It was a short, delicate kiss, but immediately Charlie felt her lips coated in slime, a tiny, fragile bridge of cum, or perhaps even some of Vaggie's juices, connecting your cock to her lips for a moment.

“That's really cute sweetheart, but you're not gonna get my rocks off with those pussy kisses! I want you to french it!”

Charlie's face contorted, her brow furrowing and her lips pursing as she made every attempt to gather herself. She knew more than enough to get a guy off, but you were still pushing her buttons.

One thought crossed her mind though,

This is what Vaggie had to deal with.

With a mental shudder, Charlie vowed to apologize a thousand times over, but for now you were all that mattered,

“I'm so sorry!” Charlie gave you a weak **** smile before turning her eyes back down to your cock and opening her mouth as wide as it could go, leaning forward and stretching her lips around the head of your cock.

As soon as her lips sealed around you Charlie couldn't help but gag, her attempts at coughing throttled by the tight seal your immense cock was forcing her to make with her mouth. The taste of your cock was overwhelming, but your cock was so ripe with semen and Vaggie's cum that as soon as it was all trapped in her mouth it was like the smell itself was filling her lungs by ****. Even with your cock sitting firmly at the tip of her tongue, she could taste you in the back of her throat.

For a moment she was conflicted as her eyes started to water, but her jaw was already straining to accept you, she wasn't sure if she could get you back into her mouth again if she backed off now.

Letting out a whimper, Charlie began to swirl her tongue around the head of your cock, despite the smell of Vaggie all she tasted was your salty cum. There was plenty of it coating the head of your cock, but there was even more to suck out still backed up inside your cock from your last orgasm inside of Vaggie. It was only a moment before Charlie had a decent mouthful, and thankfully – as much as she actually could be thankful anyways – swallowing it all down helped get her mouth used to your flavour, and washed down the tickle in the back of her throat.

“Hey, I appreciate your enthusiasm, and it's nice you finally know your place. Customer is always right after all, but this isn't a piece of candy. You've gotta swallow it all!” You snapped, an ear-to-ear grin on your face as the woman, who a moment ago seemed so much more intimidating was now struggling to hold your cock in her mouth.

Charlie heard you, and while she winced at your degrading phrasing tried to do exactly as you asked, but she couldn't make it more than an inch before her jaw began to ache and the tickle in her throat returned. Unfortunately for her, you weren't waiting for her to follow orders, you were already in motion. Just as Charlie came to realize deepthroating you would be impossible for her, you grabbed her by the back of the head.

Charlie tried to yell, but it was barely more than a moan with your cock sealing her mouth, and when she tried to pull away she was met with overwhelming ****. With one firm pull, you jammed your cock down her throat and pinned Charlie's nose into your filthy, cum matted pubes, mashing her face into the mess as you ground your hips against her, savouring just how tight she was.

Charlie grabbed you by the thighs and began pushing and pinching you frantically, trying her hardest to scream, but you had her throat blocked, she couldn't make so much as a peep. She evidently had much more restraint than her girlfriend, even in her panicked state. Not very fitting for a demon, and something you were going to take full advantage of.

“Woo, damn! That bitch over there had a big mouth, but I still thought her throat was tight. You're something else! I can barely move!”

If she was in a clearer state of mind Charlie would've reacted to you calling her girlfriend a bitch, but as her breath was rapidly running out she barely even heard you.

You kept her pinned for a few more moments, savouring her panic, but after a few seconds decided to throw her a bone, yanking her back by the hair, pulling out of her throat until you were right at her lips, your cock still pressing down on her tongue and ready to go.

Charlie barely had the clarity of thought to even wince as she felt several clusters of hair get ripped free from your sudden tug. All her attention was immediately shifted to sucking in as much air through her nose as she could. She hadn't be prepared for your action, already starting to fear you planned to **** her out, but in an instant, as soon as your cock left her throat, all her frantic efforts to inhale where finally rewarded as the meaty seal you had made in her throat finally let air in. It wasn't much, and in her frantic thirst for air she was inhaling almost as much saliva, and quite possibly cum, as sex-scented air. Each breath she felt the urge to cough and clear her throat, but each convulsion only went as far as her mouth, guarded by your cock. So she was **** to ignore the discomfort as she focused on regaining her senses.

You wound up giving Charlie far more time than you would've liked, but you also didn't want her to pass out too soon. Her watery eyes and bright red face helped you pass the seconds though.

After she'd gotten some air in her lungs Charlie's mind started to clear and she was somewhat shocked you let her up for air considering how much fun you were having holding her down. Her shock didn't last long however.

After maybe a minute you were starting to get bored, her tears and warm mouth only went so far. As soon as you noticed her breathing start to steady, her nostrils not flaring nearly as hard, you thrust your hips forward and jammed straight down her throat once more.

Charlie felt like she'd been punched in the throat – and in a way she had – and immediately felt like screaming and vomiting at the same time all over again. Her throat had just started to relax from your first intrusion and you came in to bruise it all over again, reaching down near her stomach as you did. As much as her body wanted to react however, you were blocking the way.

Charlie, as well as her involuntary responses were **** to hold back and make way for your cock as you grabbed her by both sides of her head, holding it in place so could start skull fucking her.

You went all out. The only thing on your mind was fucking her throat. You had just came inside Vaggie not too long ago, but a new fresh throat was just what you needed and she was bringing you back to your limit fast.

After a minute of relentless pounding, her throat, and nose – which had been repeatedly mashed up against your pelvis – were starting to go numb, and she was quickly running out of breath again. The fact you were moving, and occasionally slipped out enough for her to suck in half a breath helped make things slightly more bearable, but she still found her vision starting to narrow as her lungs screamed out for air.

Survival instincts began to kick in and with her heart racing she began reach up to your legs in an attempt to alert you, and perhaps beg for mercy, but then she felt you throb with every inch of her throat. At first she couldn't quite remember what that meant, she knew it was important..., but then you grunted and buried yourself completely inside of her, burying her face into your pubes once more.

Charlie attempted to let out a whimper as realization set in. Of course only she knew she had tried.

Your cock throbbed once more and you sent a hot stick rope of cum straight into her stomach. The first rope was so long that for a moment Charlie thought you were using her as a urinal, you hadn't left the room all day now that she thought of it. But eventually it came to an end, and a beat later she felt another throb as you pumped another monster load inside of her.

As **** as she was for air, Charlie knew at this point, especially after how you had treated her, there was no chance of you unloading your orgasm on her anyway except how _you _wanted.

Tears streaming down her cheeks, Charlie moved her hands around your thighs and pulled herself tight against you, flexing her throat as she did her best to suck out your seed even as you shot it into her.

Her efforts didn't go unnoticed, and while she could hardly do anything with your cock filling her so much, her submissive enthusiasm still spurred you on, and each burst of cum came with just a little extra ****.

In her oxygen deprived state Charlie had a poor sense of time, it felt like you'd been cumming for minutes. It didn't help that she quickly felt full, bloated even as you **** fed her even more of your personal protein shake. She could feel it sloshing around in her stomach with every spurt and it made her feel nauseous.

As much as she knew she was at your mercy here, that the best she could hope for was to encourage you, she soon found herself blacking out. So she moved her hands from the back of your legs and tried to alert you. She tried to hammer on your thighs, but all she could muster was a weak pat as the strength started to leave her and her vision went black.

Contrary to what Charlie was thinking, you caught her warning, and were reaching close enough to the end of your climax to have the wherewithal to actually consider things. Even your primal, horny, orgasm brain could understand that having Charlie passing out, or even dying for that matter, especially so soon after you got her would be an absolute waste.

Plus what a turn off that would be if she just croaked and you had your dick touching a dead chick.

With a sudden, instinctive decision you gave Charlie's hair another tug, wrenching her off your cock with a messy pop. As soon as you let her go though and she dropped to the floor in a heap.

“Aw, really?” You groaned, rolling your eyes at her limp form, even as you pointed your cock down and fired a volley of cum right on her face, coating her cheek and gluing an eye shut.

Even though it was your last few bursts, there was still a decent amount of cum to polish off your climax and make a complete mess of the hotel owner's face.

“Is that really it?” You grunted, shaking the last drops of cum from your cock, flicking it into Charlie's hair, “Your girlfriend at least managed to last a few hours.”

As if in response to you Charlie let out a cough and a groan, before sucking in a deep breath, and you couldn't help smiling,

“Well okay then. That's more like it!”

In truth Charlie barely even heard you, her vision was still hazy, she was dizzy and there was an intense throbbing in her ears as her body was rushing to make use of the new supply of oxygen it got just in time.

Even if you knew that though, it wouldn't have mattered. Even if she was **** you were still planning on using her.

With only a couple seconds to catch your own breath you quickly bent down so you could start manipulating Charlie's body. You made quick work of her clothes, pulling off shoes and fabric until she was laid bare in her pasty white glory. To your surprise her platinum blonde bush was nowhere near as neat as Vaggie's, not that you had any complaints.

Once she was bare you grabbed Charlie by the ankles and folded her in half, lifting her ankles up to her ears. Outside of a quiet groan and a mere moment of resistance before you'd folded her completely, Charlie was practically a doll in your hands, though conscious she was still entirely limp.

As she slowly returned to her senses Charlie was becoming increasingly aware of what you were doing to her, but her head was still swimming and she lack the drive to even react at the moment.

Once you had her folded, leaned in, placing her legs on your shoulders as you put your arms under her and heaved her up with you to a standing position. Your arms under her ass, her bare feet sitting limp on your shoulders and her head limp against your chest.

You wasted no time trying to slide your cock back inside her, eager to try out some of her other holes, but it was proving slightly more difficult than just that from your position. It took you a few tries to line up properly without being able to see, and trying to thrust almost straight up, and in the interim you wound up poking and prodding her lips, teasing her as you slid around her entrance.

That was finally enough to spark some life back into Charlie, adrenaline shooting to her brain and perking her up enough to groan,

“H-hey... wait a minute!”

“No can do bitch!” You cackled, “If your cunts anywhere near as tight as your throat, you might just wind up being more fun than your broken down slut of a girlfriend over there!”

“Vaggie just did this because I asked!” Charlie **** out, not having your cock inside her gave her room to gather her thoughts and get truly indignant about that sleight to her girlfriends integrity.

That wasn't going to last long though. After a few trial attempts, you finally hit your mark, you felt her lips gripping your head, and immediately dropped her down, driving her entire weight over your cock and splitting her cunt, and ramming your cock straight to her womb, bulging her stomach the entire way up.

“F-fuck!” Charlie let out a scream, in an instant she was sobered as her entire body was screaming out at it's new massive intruder, “T-take it out! Take it out!” She gave a few weak pushes against your chest, her toes curled and her legs flailing.

Even she didn't seem to know what she was doing, she was still incredibly groggy, but despite that she still wriggled defensively. And fruitlessly.

“Oh but you're so wet!” You purred into her ear, lifting her up as you did.

Charlie inhaled sharply as she felt her body manipulated, your cock sliding out of her, intimately aware of every inch as her body hugged you tight. Her hopes were dashed when you stopped right at the entrance to her cunt however,

“Th-that's... just because....” Charlie hesitated as she started to realize what she was saying, but some part of her thought pressing on would some how protect both her own and Vaggie's honour, “Because you smelled like Vaggie!”

You laughed as you dropped her back down, hammering back into her, and getting another yelp, this time Charlie didn't have the air in her lungs to put her all into it however, and you were making it tough for her to breath in.

“Oh how romantic! Maybe I should dip back inside her between rounds then. You'd appreciate me lubing up with her own special sauce, right?”

You didn't give Charlie a chance to respond as you immediately went to town, bouncing her body up and down in time with your thrusts, treating her like a doll as you stirred up her insides.

Charlie had been struggling to think of a retort, but in an instant her mind went white, she tried to scream again as you hammered in and out of her. As Vaggie had been **** to learn before however, there wasn't much room to breath when you slammed inside of her. Too panicked to control her breathing, Charlie was **** to feel as if your cock was pushing the air out of her lungs, and her screams likewise sounded like a deflating balloon.

“Oh fuck,” Slightly breathless from the effort of using the slight girl as a fleshlite, you growled happily, “You're so much tighter than your girlfriend. Almost too tight!” You ended with a laugh.

Charlie could only moan and wheeze in response, sounding like a wounded animal with a punctured lung.

“So why is that?” You gasped into her ear, continuing the tease as best you could while still pounding her, “Does mouthy cunt over there prefer being on the bottom?”

Charlie could just barely understand your words, your hot, ragged breath tickling her ear and sending a crawling tingle down her spine, forcing her to give an involuntary wiggle in your grasp, with your cock anchoring her in place and her body folded like a beach chair though the best she could manage was a little flailing of her feet.

“Or is that you're the slut? Your pussy get a lot of training in to keep it so fucking tight?”

Charlie bit her lower lip and squeezed her eyes shut, she was starting to regret not being able to respond. Between the jabs at Vaggie and the taunts at her she was starting to get irritated, but she was fighting just to suck in a decent breath before you slammed back in to knock the wind back out of her.

“Come on, which is it?” You started to yell, stopping the short jerky movement you were able to make with her body and instead focusing on punishing her pussy with everything you had. You bounced her with long, powerful strokes up your entire length, jostling her body and rattling her head with every pump.

Charlie bit her lip tighter, her sharp fangs digging into her flesh, and squeezed her eyes tighter, but even still she was starting to see stars, her pussy on fire, as you stretched her to her limit.

“You a used up whore? Or is this the freshest cock you've had since coming to hell?” You roared, hammering away your orgasm rapidly reaching it's peak.

Charlie **** her mouth open, she didn't know what she was going to say, but she wanted to say something, but then you slammed in deep, punching straight into her womb and she froze for just a moment, but it felt like seconds where passing. Then you blasted a wave of hot sticking cum right against the walls of her insides and she let out a squeal,

“Hyaaaah~!” Charlie's thoughts were gone.

The pain of being slammed down was still something she was getting used to, but the warm, sticky goo painting the deepest reaches of her was a sensation she never even imagined once in her life. It put a new layer on things she couldn't even begin to describe. Her entire body started to tremble, the lack of breath, her skin crawling at the sensation and her pussy aching for the pounding you'd given her. It took her a minute to realize herself that she was cumming with you.

By then though the both of you were starting to peter off, and as the last few pumps of cum squeezed out inside of her, her belly was now swollen twice as much as before. She now looked almost as pregnant as Vaggie, at least after she had sprung a leak when you left her.

With uneven breathing you shuffled over to the bed so you could lean over and drop Charlie onto it sliding your cock out of her. Once uncorked her still tight, not yet properly tenderized body began to squirt cum across the floor as it got rid of as much pressure as it could. Before she knew it Charlie was firing out the other end, right on the sheets, rolling over and retching up a bucket of cum you had dumped down her throat, she didn't even know how long ago now.

You couldn't help smirking at her state, but she still seemed far from broken.

While Charlie was struggling to keep down her dinner you turned your attention back to her body. Her tight ass was sitting right at the edge of the bed, her legs kicked out to one side.

With a decision made you grabbed her cheeks with both thumbs and spread them, poking your slimy cock at her much smaller, cuter butthole.

“Urgh, w-wait!” Charlie forcibly held back another wave of cum she was about to vomit. Once she started it was hard to stop, but as she began to panic she found a new reserve of will, “N-not again! I'm full! Aren't you done?”

“I'll be done when I'm satisfied I told you!” You growled back, poking harder at her tight hole.

Charlie squeezed her ass, tensing up trying to deny you entrance, but it was going to be useless, both of you knew that.

“P-please... I-I'm full! We both are we can't –”

You immediately cut her off by thrusting hard. You just managed to squeeze your head inside, but that was all it took to have Charlie screech like a banshee

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Even you had lost track of time. You really didn't know how long you'd been staying here, but for the first time, perhaps ever, even counting your mortal life, you were genuinely satisfied.

Looking down you saw both Charlie and Vaggie collapsed on top of you, leaning heavily on each of your legs, an absolute mess, a stark contrast to your cock, as they had polished it clean. Despite that they were still licking up and down it from either side,

“I gotta say, I'm surprised you put up with so much.” You chuckled quietly, “I'm used to a lot more scratching and biting if I so much as think of cumming inside. And there's usually a bouncer to kick me out just when things start to get really good.”

“So, are you enjoying your stay?” Charlie paused just long enough to gasp quietly, her eyes still glued to your cock the entire time, a far off look in her eyes.

“You could fuck us again if you want.” Vaggie leaned back just as Charlie started licking again, “We can't get any more pregnant... I mean, if you wanted to make sure....” Vaggie flicked her eye up to you, but a moment later swallowed hard and heaved herself up with considerable effort, dropping her mouth on top of your cock and slowly working you down her throat.

With a groan you leaned back in your bed, getting ready to fall asleep as these girls worshiped your cock,

“Y'know, keep this up and I _might _actually repent.... Eventually