Vicinity of obscenity

Mark groaned as the blue-haired Asian girl took his manhood into her warm, wet mouth. Michelle moaned and looked up at him through half-lidded eyes. The girl tickled the underside of his cock with her tongue before swirling it around the head.

She moaned appreciatively and let Mark’s cock out of her mouth. Her expressive brown eyes looked up into his.

“Mwah… you taste sooo good,” Michelle drew a shuddering breath. “I could just suck this cock all day.” She pressed her moist lips against the head of his cock, causing it to twitch. Mark bit his lip, loving the sensation of a new girl serving his cock orally.

“You should go deeper, Michelle. Mark likes it when a woman takes his cock into her tight throat,” Ororo said. She reached a hand to her face and started sucking one of her own fingers. Her hazel eyes shimmered with lust as she watched a girl who had only moments ago been a simple shopper eagerly fellate her master.

Michelle nodded with Mark’s cock still in her mouth and started to engulf more of it. Mark twitched and groaned as inch after inch of his big cock disappeared into the girl’s warm, wet mouth.

Oh, fuck. Michelle seems to be taking Ororo’s words to heart.

The girl’s warm brown eyes turned watery when she brought Mark’s cock to the edge of her throat. She gagged and withdrew herself slightly, taking care to not stop her passionate ministrations with her tongue. She locked eyes with him again and gulped, allowing his cock past her tongue and down her gullet.

Holy shit!

Tears streamed down Michelle’s reddening cheeks as she **** more of his cock down her throat. Mark bit his lip and twirled her hand in the Asian girl’s blue locks. The tightness and warmth of her was delightfully constricting.

Mark smirked as a heady sense of power crept across his nerves. He couldn’t help but marvel at the fact that people in the mall simply went about their business naked, unconcerned with their state of undress or the fact that a girl was giving him an enthusiastic deepthroat in front of everyone.

Two girls who looked to be about his age walked past them, perky tits jiggling freely as they paid himself and Michelle no mind. An older woman with larger breasts and dark, tanned skin who might have been in her mid-thirties walked in the opposite direction while chatting on her smartphone about a man who had taken her out to dinner the previous night. Two nude blondes who appeared to be identical twins in their early twenties conversed animatedly on a bench near a clothing store. Their full breasts wobbled and danced as they gesticulated.

Even as a woman he’d just met rammed his cock down her throat, Mark couldn’t help but take in his surroundings and what it all meant to him and his future. The mall was his playground and everyone in it had become his toys. It was all because of Jean’s powers, of course. But Jean belonged to him. While he considered her body to be beyond compare, save Ororo, her abilities afforded him opportunities far beyond the sex she could offer him.

Damn, I love telepaths. If only Jean were the only one on Earth.

“Watching you with another girl is so hot, Master” Jean whispered into Mark’s ear. Her hot tongue danced along his lobe. He felt like the Devil being lavished by a loyal demoness. “She loves sucking your big, fat cock in her throat. It is the most wonderful thing she’s ever experienced. Nothing’s ever compared to it. Not her job, not her crush, not even her trip to Europe. Look at her. She’ll do anything you command, Master.”

Michelle’s deep dark eyes hardened with a sense of renewed purpose and she sped up, treating Mark to the sight of his cock disappearing faster and faster past the girl’s delicate lips.

Jean continued to whisper.

“Say the word and she’ll fuck you, or let you fuck her, in anyway you want. She’ll hilt her dick in her pussy until she’s so sore she can’t walk anymore, and then she’ll keep servicing you so you can ruin her asshole,” the redhead pressed her massive breasts against his arm. “Perhaps you want me or Ororo to join her and wrap our lips around your balls, licking and sucking until you blow your load on all of us, claiming us as yours. Or maybe you want something else entirely, an entire nation at your beck and call. Oh, I can just imagine it now, Master. Ororo cannot stop thinking about the idea of Wakanda under your heel. All of those voluptuous dark-skinned women lining up to worship your colonial cock while their men are **** to look on.”

Mark groaned as images of Jean and Ororo servicing him with Michelle streamed across his vision. He imagined himself in Wakanda, sitting on T’Challa’s throne after conquering the country, watching as naked dark-skinned women competed and fought for the cock of a Westerner they’d have rejected on sheer principle before his powers had gone to work reshaping their desires and loyalties.

He laced his fingers in Michelle’s blue hair and began moving her back and forth, roughly fucking her mouth. Lewd gurgling sounds filled the crowded space of the mall. The naked shoppers seemed none the wiser. Michelle’s saliva leaked beyond her lips and spilled onto her small tits and dribbled onto the floor.

“You like that, whore?” Mark said. Michelle could only moan and grunt in response. “Oh, fuck.” He hilted his cock into the Asian girl’s throat and roughly grabbed Jean, mashing his lips against hers. His tongue snaked outward into her mouth, dominating the exchange as they made out. Mark broke the kiss and did the same to Ororo. The dark-skinned woman responded eagerly, moaning into his mouth as their tongues danced and dueled for supremacy.

They broke the kiss after a few moments and Mark looked back down at Michelle. The woman looked a mess. Her eyes were red and wet with tears that slid down her face, causing her black mascara to stain her skin. Her blue hair which has once been relatively ordered looked unkempt as if she hadn’t attended to it in days. She gagged on his cock as she continued to **** her tight little throat. Despite Michelle’s obvious pain and exhaustion, her beautiful brown eyes looked up at him adoringly, worshipfully, even as she debased herself for him and betrayed her own values. Nothing mattered to her in that moment but Mark and his pleasure.

Mark liked that.

He looked back at the twin blondes he’d noticed on a bench earlier. They still continued their conversation, their words drowned out by the ambient noice of the mall. Their breasts were large. Not as large as Ororo’s or Jean’s, but they could have competed with Ms. Roberts.

Jean seemed to notice his attention on the girls and smirked. “Hm, they look delectable. Shall I bring them to you as well?”

“Y-yes,” Mark stuttered as his cock crept past the edge of Michelle’s throat again. Her tight warmth squeezed and caressed him, causing jolts of pleasure to course through the entirety of his body.

The blondes suddenly stopped their conversation and glanced towards him, as if noticing him for the first time. They blinked and mumbled a few words to one another, stood up from their bench, and began walking towards him. Their generous breasts swayed and wobbled enticingly as they walked.

“E-excuse me,” the identical twin blonde on the left said when she stopped in front of him. “My sister and I couldn’t help but notice that you don’t have any girls sucking your balls and we were wondering if you could use some."

“Ugh, I might,” Mark said. “But I don’t even know your names.”

“Oh, sorry!” the girl laughed pleasantly. “I’m Rebecca and this is my sister Ashley.”

“Nice to meet you. I’m Mark,” the teenager said. He gripped the back of Michelle’s head and **** her down his cock again. “That down there is Michelle. She’s a little preoccupied as you might have noticed, but I’m sure at least one of those gurgles was a ‘hello.’ Sorry about that.”

“That’s totally understandable,” Ashley waved her hand. Her bright blue eyes gazed at him for a moment and she licked her lips. “So, uh, what do you think?”

Mark pretended to think it over for a moment before he shrugged. “Eh, I guess if you can fit yourselves down there with Michelle, you can lick my balls.”

“Awesome!” Rebecca said as she sunk to all for fours. Her twin sister did the same. The two blondes crawled towards him, tits swinging as they did so. When they reached him, they nuzzled their hands on either side of Michelle and soon enough Mark felt the unmistakable sensation of two warm tongues dancing across his balls.