*Hack Ptui!* Jeri Plays Bed
After wrapping up that intense anal pounding, I sprawled out over Bidel and slowly turned my head to the left. Jeri was staring at us with a blank look, her expression so vacant I couldn't guess what was running through her mind.
"Master. I want to be your bed too."
Jeri's face as she said it was dead serious—not her usual scatterbrained air, nor any shy blush.
"My bed?"
"Yes."
Sure, plenty of women dream of resting their head on a guy's arm, but one volunteering to lie flat and be the bed underneath him? Among seven billion people—or every human who's ever lived—Jeri had to be the first.
"Then lie down."
"Yes~"
Jeri stretched out straight on the hard floor. A real fluffy bed sat right next to her, making the sight of her playing mattress all the more ridiculous.
"Come on in~"
"Heave-ho."
I lay down, nestling my face right between her tits, and stared up at the ceiling.
"Hm?"
A cool sensation washed over my cock. Glancing down, I saw Bidel cleaning it with magic. She was putting extra effort in today.
"What're you doing?"
"I prepped with an enema beforehand, but you still used my asshole pussy. Just to be safe from any infections, I'll clean it thoroughly, Master."
"Yeah, got it."
Lounging there comfortably as she worked, I started feeling bored.
"Jeri. Give my face a titty fuck."
"Master's perverted imagination really knows no bounds."
The moment her massive tits sealed over my ears, it felt like I'd dived into the ocean. Nothing but the soft jiggle and squish of her breasts— the rest of the world faded into some distant haze. One sense cut off, and suddenly it was like all my others sharpened. Refreshing as hell.
"(Here we go~)"
Her muffled voice echoed from afar, and then her tits started moving mercilessly. The plush flesh occasionally smothered my nostrils, leaving me gasping. I couldn't move my face, and it felt like my whole body was bound tight—oppressive, thrilling.
"Nngh..."
Amid the haze, a fierce jolt of pleasure slammed into my cock. That sucking, slurping pull—Bidel's vacuum blowjob.
"Ahk...!"
"(What was that, Master? I can't hear a thing~)"
Trapped like this, toyed with at both ends. My breath caught, but I couldn't tell her to stop the tit-fuck. Was this how a masochist felt getting deepthroated while her pussy dripped? One and the same.
"Slurrrrp! Gluck! Gluck!"
Bidel's vacuum suction roared through her tits, intense enough to hear. My cock throbbed like it might burst, hips bucking involuntarily and shoving my glans down her throat.
"Guh! Glrk!"
The wild thrust freed my face for a split second, oxygen rushing into my ears.
"Ahh~ Master, no bucking like that! Hya!"
Jeri giggled gleefully and smothered my ear again with her breast. It was like being limb-bound by a serpent while she slurped my dick. I wanna cum.
"Bidel. Suck harder. Drag it with your lips!"
"Sluuuuuurp! Gluck! Gluck! Gluck! Gluck!"
Jeri ramped up her tit-fuck pace too, rubbing my face into a Munch's Scream grimace. Cocky bitch. After I wrecked Bidel's throat a bit more, Jeri's turn was next—gonna ruin hers.
"Gloop! Gloop! Slrrrp slrrrp!"
"Hngh. Guh!"
Blrrrt! Splurt!
It felt too damn good; my hips wouldn't obey. All I could do was twitch and spew cum helplessly. I'd aimed for her throat, but it blasted across her soft tongue instead.
"Haa...!"
Cumming on her tongue wasn't bad at all. My twitching glans savored the texture more intensely than usual. And the thrill of feeding her my seed? Pure satisfaction.
"Jeri. That's enough. Ease up on the tits."
"Heehee. Master's moans were so cute."
I sat up from my Jeri-bed and looked down. Bidel's cheeks bulged like a chipmunk's.
"Munch munch munch. Gulp. Munch munch. Gulp."
She savored my cum like mouthwash, swallowing it in careful sips.
"Munch munch. Gulp."
Just watching her swallow made my cock spring right back up.
"Ahhn~"
Having gulped it all, Bidel proudly stuck out her clean red tongue.
"All gone, Master."
Of course she'd drink every drop—it was routine for Bidel. Normally I wouldn't even watch, but...
Was she fishing for praise?
"Ahhn~"
She flicked her tongue up and down, side to side, teasing my cock. Not begging for compliments on finishing it. No—this slutty tongue was begging to be violated again.
"You insatiable whore!"
I shoved my cock in, and her slender tongue danced wildly, tormenting my glans. I grabbed her head tight and thrust hard, determined not to lose. Time to show her what drowning in cum felt like—again.
"Glrk! Ngh!"
"Gonna fill your stomach till it bursts. No pulling out of that throat—don't you dare die on me!"
"Grgh! Slurp! Gluck!"
Just what she wanted—her tongue lapped at my balls even with my cock buried in her throat. How many women on Earth could pull that off? I sure as hell wasn't letting Bidel go.
I pistoned her throat for over twenty minutes without tiring. Five loads straight down it. Bidel gently rubbed her slightly bloated belly, like a pregnant woman caressing her bump.
"You're the perfect cock case, as always. Good girl, Bidel."
I slowly withdrew from her throat.
"Pwah!"
"Jeri. Your turn for throat pussy practice. Gotta build those lung capacities, right?"
"C-can I have just a little practice time first... Glrk!"
*
I'd emptied everything. Balls that'd seemed bottomless shriveled up in agony. Even getting cleaned hurt like hell.
"Urk...!"
First time seeing Bidel burp. Both their stomachs, rectums, and wombs overflowed with cum—their faces screamed overload.
"Girls. Time to head back. It's already 6 PM."
This dorm usually only served lunch at noon, but once a week—Sunday mornings—they laid out a luxury breakfast with desserts. I'd heard it hammered home enough to burn into my brain.
"Dinner's at 6:30. Head to your rooms."
They staggered up, looking on the verge of collapse.
"Then we'll head back, Master."
"See you later, Master."
They bowed and turned to leave. I almost let them go, but a sudden pang of reluctance hit me.
"Wait. Parting kiss first."
Jeri grinned and leaned in, but I gently pushed her back.
"Not lips. Smells like cum—gross."
Her mouth was spotless from cleaning magic, sure. But no spell could mask the cum churning in her stomach.
"Kiss my glans."
".......Yes."
Jeri looked like she had words to say, but she obediently pecked my glans.
"Mwah. Mwah."
"Why the delay?"
"Mwah. Sorry. I just got a little jealous—feels like I'm the only one who hasn't kissed you, Master."
True—I'd never lip-kissed Jeri. Bidel had initiated hers, and apparently bragged about it behind my back.
"I'll do it later. Don't pout."
"Yes... Mwah."
Bidel's turn. She leaned in with such a sultry look—like she was about to start a blowjob—sucking just the tip.
"Mwah. Mwah.... Glk!"
Couldn't hold back; I rammed it down her throat.
"Bidel. You're a goddamn genius at pissing off my cock. Genius."
"Sluuuuuurp! Lick lick."
"Ah..... Gonna cum."
Not cum this time. No seed left even if I wanted. After a night of nonstop stimulation, piss leaked out naturally.
Trickle trickle trickle.
"Mmmph!!!"
"Too lazy to hit the bathroom. Lend me your stomach urinal."
Piss was dirty. Make her drink once, and kisses were off-limits for days. I'd sworn no seconds, but... bathroom was too far.
Eight hours of marathon sex. My body was wrecked. Wanted to crash into bed, but bladder first.
"Don't spill a drop. Or no more piss for you—ever."
"Gulp. Gulp."
Bidel swallowed it straight down her throat without pause, terrified of a spill.
"Whoa... You really use her like a toilet."
Jeri sidled up, watching Bidel guzzle piss directly into her stomach. The relentless gulps from her haughty beauty? Unimaginable normally—a rare sight.
"Lucky I was born an onahole, not a toilet..."
Even if Jeri adored me, piss was a bridge too far.
"Don't like my piss, Jeri?"
A spiteful jab.
"I'd never say no to you, Master... but still.."
"Forget it. One toilet's enough with Bidel."
"Eek..."
Jeri stomped her feet needlessly.
"Master, don't doubt my love. If you really want, I could handle piss too..."
"I know. You're second only to Bidel—don't get jealous."
Jeri pouted in mild disappointment; Bidel beamed with joy.
"Ptui."
I hawked a thick loogie onto Bidel's smiling face. Her eyes squeezed shut reflexively as it splatted.
"Ptui."
Treating an angelic beauty like a toilet or sink. My cock nearly burst.
"Hack. Ptui."
".......Master, isn't that too much?"
Ignoring Jeri, I thrust harder, dumping the last of my piss down Bidel's throat.
"Love you, Bidel. Can't help it—you're too perfect. Ptui."
Finally, I smacked and rubbed my cock all over her face. Smeared with thick globs, nostrils bubbling from her exhales—a hilarious mess.
"Hehe. I love you too, Mas...ter..."
Bidel smiled faintly through her exhaustion.