The Kitchen

All of you wander into the kitchen. The inside is like any other kitchen; don't let it being in a nice beach house fool you! The countertops are black marble, with one of those weird table-countertops things with cabinets underneath it in the middle. There's maybe about 4 other people in there along with you; two guys and two ladies.

They all go silent and stare at the both of you.

"Whoa! You two are certainly partying hard!" Guy 1 says.

"You can say that again!" Ms. Anal says.

All of you have a great time interacting with your fellow party people, talking about life and marxism. It isn't until sex is brought to the table that things start heating up.

"So, are who are the hotties you brought with you?" Guy 2 asks.

"Oh, Ms. Done is my Wife and Ms. Anal is my Wife," you tell him.

The others are surprised by your response.

"Damn! I never would have guessed that!" Girl 1 says.

"That's right! I'm John's slutty Wife who sucks his cock all day long!" Ms. Done says.

"And I'm his slutty Wife who always gets fucked in the ass!" Ms. Anal says.

Everyone laughs and continues having a good time. The MILFs soon eyed-up the liquor and got to work draining the bottles just as quick and efficiently as they do with your cock. Nearly an hour later, they were clearly smashed.

"Between the two of you, which is the sluttiest? We just gotta know!" Girl 2 says.

"Me," Ms. Done and Ms. Anal say at the same time.

The two look at each other with serious looks.

"I've been milking his cock for a quite a while now. I've probably easily sucked out a pint's worth of cum from him," Ms. Done says.

"Please! He's been using my ass like a deposit-only sperm bank! He's definitely put in no less than half a gallon's worth of cum by now!" Ms. Anal says.

"Yeah? Well he's completely addicted my ass by now! We've gone days at a time doing nothing but anal sex!" Ms. Done says.

"My ass may feel amazing, but so does my mouth! He's had times where he's begged to fuck my mouth and only my mouth!" Ms. Anal says.

The two get heated the more they debate who is the truest and best MILF.

"Why don't you two settle this with a competition or something?" Guy 1 asks.

The MILFs turn their attention to Guy 1.

"Yeah, why don't you two..."