Big Cock Boss Ch.2 - Intern - (non-Futa) (Patreon)

Hi all

This one is an EXTRA story for November as an apology for lateness and not being able to complete 'The Package' and 'His Futa Auntie' over the next few months. (the monthly futa/dickgirl on male story is 'Dickgirl Dynasty!')

This story is a commissioned prequel to 'Big Cock Boss' that was written a while ago, in which Alex (yet to be 'Lexy) is reaching the big apple for the first time in his life... and realises that corporate life might not be all that it promises. However, his attention is taken by a strange feminine figure... who might not be as female as she pretends to be.
Alex soon begins to realise that there are many types of power, and that he possesses more than most....

      A Gay male/Crossdressing/female/Domination story (which at times will involve cuckolding, impregnating wives, gay domination, and more.)

   Hope you all enjoy! - TSG123 x

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1988 - March

Alex Nickles took in a breath of crisp, spring air.

A fresh faced, young intern at a new company. Day one of his career. He adjusted his navy tie which made him feel even taller than he already was, and re-checked his appearance in the glass of the skyscraper.

Poufy lips, large eyes and the nervous countenance of an eighteen-year-old stared back at him, slender body stuck inside a suit which didn’t quite fit him, especially around an ass which was far too pronounced for his liking.

He put on a brave face, adjusted one last time and turned to the tall doors through which crowds of people were entering.

The place bristled with energy, people in black and grey suits pushing past him with sleek briefcases, one or two holding large brick-like phones to their ear. They all headed inside, looking important. He worked his way through the spotless glass doors and into the elevator, trying not to stare at all the people around him whilst thoroughly wishing he didn’t stick out as much as he did at nearly 6’2. Despite his height he probably wouldn’t be playing basketball any time soon with a fairly slender frame.

The lift was hot and cramped on the way up, shoulder to shoulder. When he reached the 3rd floor nervous sweat had begun to stain his underarms, and he cinched his arms to his sides and hurried through, tightening his jaw to look more serious. It had been a struggle getting through his early years. Hopefully work life wasn’t akin to high-school….

He hurried up to a young man who looked as uneasy as he was. It didn’t hurt to make friends right?

“Hey!”

The man’s bright blue eyes travelled up, pushing blond wavy hair aside in case he mistook the pretty giant for a mirage.

“Oh… hey…”

“I’m Alex.”

The man looked boyish next to Alex’s overbearing demeanour, pursing plump lips in an apologetic expression.

“Ah …. I think you’re on the wrong floor…”

“I’m sorry?”

“New employees are the floor below.”

“OH…. Sorry, sorry!”

He hurried away from the pretty man and dashed down the staircase because the lift would probably take years, arriving at what he hoped was the correct floor quite out of breath.

“NICKLES!”

The sounds of his new boss’s tone hammering its way towards him made him quicken the pace, flying down grey carpets to a woman with silvery-grey hair, tied back in a bun, a stern expression on what would have been a beautiful face, her razor-sharp cheeks and eyebrows so austere they could sentence a man to life imprisonment just by raising an inch.

“S-sorry Amanda… I was just-“

“Late on your first day?”

He glanced at the clock which said ten-to-eight.

“I-I thought I started at eigh-“

“Do NOT talk back to me!”

He stared into the pretty hazel orbs which looked decidedly less inviting when the lip below them curled. She seemed to scan through him, and he felt an odd shiver.

“When I say eight-am, I mean you’re at your desk with the phone in your hand at seven-fifty-nine. I’m your boss, and that means it’s my job to work you like a dog Nickles. Now get to your desk, I expect you to be making calls the second that bell rings.”

If he’d been scared of cold calling before, now he was terrified. He had been hoping they’d have some sort of script, or training at least?

His mouth briefly opened, but the threat of being blasted by Amanda winched it closed again.

“Well then? You know which cubicle you are in?”

“43.”

“Then why are you still here?”

He hurried away, nearly running over the short man emerging from number 42.

“WOAH buddy! Wanna slow down the… Jeez, did someone fuck a Pelican?”

Alex’s stomach tightened, observing the rather rotund figure, his glasses clouded, a little sweat on his forehead.

“Uh sorry… sorry…..”

The man’s eyebrow rose, looking up at the gangly figure.

“Well, just don’t get in my way and we’ll be fine, got it?”

“R..right…”

A grin crawled across his face.

“You’re the new blood right?”

“Y…. Yeah.”

“Want a tip?”

“Sure!”

The man smiled and leaned in.

“The boss is a cat, but she’s harmless…. all you need to do is just buy her chocolate cake. She’ll love it.”

“… Chocolate cake?”

“Yup. You bring that to her, she’ll change her tune.”

“Right! Thanks… I was worried she hates me… I’m Alex.”

“Dennis.”

He was glad to have an ally so early. Maybe this place wouldn’t be like high-school after all.

They shook hands, and Dennis pressed his fingers hard enough to hurt.

“Welcome to the Ball-pit.”

Alex raised his eyebrow but said nothing.

***

The voice on the phone screamed into his ear, and he held it away from him, grimacing as it spat vile epithets in his direction.

“Yes, I understand, but we here at Vickman’s provide the most coverage of any insu-“

“ZZZT-ZT-ZZZZZZZTTTTT!!!!”

The buzz of the line going dead signalled that the man had grown tired of insulting him.

He let the phone drop onto the receiver and stared around him at the tiny cubicle, taking in grey walls, the rather lifeless wooden desk, and the sounds of people dialing, jabbering and fake-laughing all around him.

Dennis had a specific dialogue that he had tried to emulate, but somehow Alex couldn’t get the tone right.

“…..and if you’ll just give me a minute of your time…”

The guy had already managed to get a sale somehow.

Alex massage his temple and glanced up at the clock, letting out a whimper.

10am.

He’d barely even started.

He’d never considered what hell might be like before, but he was beginning to think that this place wasn’t too far off it.

His mind wandered, and he found himself thinking about the man on the third floor, who had regarded him with disdain and confusion, the blond hair waving in front of his face. Was he not allowed to talk to people if he was an intern?

“Why are you not talking Nickles?”

Alex jerked, turning in horror to the curves of Amanda, who was leaning against his cubicle.

“OH, uh…..!”

“You better start dialing pronto or I’m gonna take your balls and nail them to the wall.”

He grabbed his phone and began pushing buttons madly as a titter came from the cubicle beside him.

***

“It was fine…. Yeah… made a friend already. His name’s Dennis…. My boss?.... Amanda… no, great… great… really nice…. I’m getting her a chocolate cake tomorrow, it’s her favourite…”

Alex kept the phone on his shoulder whilst forking cheap ramen into his mouth, staring at the dingy sprawl of buildings towering around his window. Down below some sort of club was pumping, and a subway train heaved past, making the windows rattle as Mom happily chirped away about how proud she was of him, and that she’d send him a birthday gift soon.

“Okay thanks Mom… Yeah… Of-….. Yeah I know… I did that… Okay Mom I gotta-…. It’s just the dryer…..MOM… I gotta go, bye!!”

He dropped the receiver, thankful to finally be allowed to stop holding devices to his ear, and turned to the apartment, observing the bed which left his feet hanging off the end, the oven made for single servings only, and the ensuite bathroom which might, on a good day, be described as prison-worthy.

“The American Dream,” he muttered.

Restless legs carried him around the small rectangle as thoughts churned in his head.

Had he made the right decision?

Was this what all of corporate America was like?

Was he going to get decent money like the advertisements promised, or was he just getting screwed?

He settled at the window again, watching the entrance to the club opposite, women in tight dresses waiting in line or hanging around outside. His eyebrows rose as he saw a bunch of young men being ushered past the queue…. two of whom were wearing high heels and cocktail dresses.

It was difficult not to notice that the combination really made their glutes pop as they walked, hips swaying.

He swallowed, watching them go in, and then glanced at the clock.

10pm?!?

“What the hell,” he muttered.

Time seemed like it was working against him.

***

The smell of chocolate wafted in his nostrils, mixing with the cold chemicals of cleaning fluid as he sidled past more faceless suits, each one of them determined to squeeze themselves into the elevators which seemed designed to be a little too warm, the ceiling a little too low, the place almost perfectly squeezing ten humans into a space if nobody breathed or grew above average height.

The cake tilted as someone nudged him, and he almost shoved it into a lady in front who let out an exasperated noise.

“Hey!”

“Can you be careful with that?!”

“Sorry, sorry,” he whispered, face heated, neck strained from having to keep it sideways to fit.

He really hoped the cake would work.

*Ding*

First floor.

A glance down at his watch. Seven thirty - Plenty of time.

Alex was almost in good spirits as he strolled to the office at the far end where Amanda lay in wait, and strode in.

The woman looked up, and already he could tell that whatever he had thought before, it was a mistake.

“Why didn’t you knock?”

“Oh… I’m sorry… I thought…”

“You thought you could just barge in?”

“I…. I’m sorry… I brought you a cake…”

The woman’s smile could have peeled lemons it was so sharp.

“Well… who exactly put you up to that now?”

“P-put me up? Ah-”

“It is well known that Cake doesn’t agree with me, as I had despicable bowel problems during the Christmas party.”

Alex’s cheeks went so hot it felt like his head was on fire.

Dennis set him up.

“Oh.. I…”

“Who told you to do it.”

He thought about revealing Dennis’ nasty little trick, and then realised he would probably be known as the office snitch if he did so. He’d made the same mistake at school.

“It’s… it was just my own idea.”

Her eyes peeled.

“You don’t want me as your enemy, Alex.”

He nodded quickly, wishing there was somewhere he could hide the offending item instead of having it proffered in front of him.

“Sorry… sorry… I’ll go…”

“Alex?”

He turned back, surprised.

“Y… yes?”

“See me after you finish today.”

His stomach dropped like an anchor.

“Right.”

***

*ZZZZT-ZZT-ZZZZZT!!! Zt-zt, Ztz, zZZTTTTTTT!!!*

Alex held the phone like it was a live piranha, or an explosive about to go off.

He was beginning to regret everything. Life choices, school, existence… everything which had led him to here, in this place.

“Well, if you’ll just let me say this, I really th-“

*ZZZZZTTTZZZZZZTTTT! ZZZT! ZZZT! ZZZZTZTTT!!..”

Maybe he wasn’t cut out for this life.

“I-I understand, if you’ll just…”

The voice became even louder, and Alex decided it wasn’t worth it and placed the phone down on the receiver.

He glanced at the long list of numbers in front of him and grimaced.

A glance up at the time made his spirits lift, until he realised he still had to see Amanda.

“Shit,” he muttered.

*DINNNNGGGGGG*

A bell tolled signalling the end of the working day, and people began grabbing their things, although many others continued.

Alex just looked forlornly at the beige, plastic telephone; the item that was becoming no.1 on the list of things he hated.

Today had felt even longer than yesterday.

Despondence dragged his feet with each step, and when he reached the door of Amanda’s office, he carefully knocked three times.

A pause.

He was about to knock again when her voice came primly through the door.

“Enter.”

He did, and was greeted with the same tight smile from the morning.

“Did you enjoy the cake?”

“Oh… I hadn’t… I put it in the fridge….”

“Hmmm… wanted people to see your little joke hm?”

“N-NO! Miss Amanda…..”

“Tarnet… and that’s Mrs.” she corrected.

“Mrs Tarnet… I would never….”

She raised a hand, silencing him. ”I’m not your teacher. Call me Amanda.”

For a moment, the sounds of traffic the bustle of NEW YORK was the only sound.

“I don’t care what you do in the office. Get your dick out, flip the bird, suck dicks…. But you’ve not made one single sale yet.”

His stomach reached the bottom of the ocean, and was now drilling its way through to the core of the planet.

“I-it’s early… just finding my feet…..”

She cocked her head.

“Well, you’re going to have to find it faster… have you talked to Dennis yet?”

“Dennis? Y-yeah…”

She nodded.

“Good… He’s going out to the Lace-club tonight, I want you to join him.”

“Join him? B-but I don’t really have that much mon-“

She reached into her purse and drew out sixty dollars.

“That’ll be enough for a few drinks and a taxi.”

“W-what should I d-?”

“Soak it in.”

“… Right…”

***

Dennis grinned.

“Whaddya think?”

Alex stared at the ladies strutting up and down, heels so high they looked like they might break just from him staring too long. Why the hell did Amanda want him to come here?

“They’re…. it’s nice…”

“Well, sure they are, for a virgin like you.”

The statement hit him hard in the chest, but he took it, plastering a smile on his face as he sipped at his whiskey.

It tasted like ginger acid.

“GPHh…..HA… g-good one… yeah….”

He didn’t want to ask how the man knew he was a virgin, as it probably wouldn’t enhance his self-esteem any further.

The man sipped at his own glass, apparently savouring the flavour more than Alex did.

“Look at that one…. Saggy breasts, stretch marks… what is that huh?”

Alex looked at the woman with her incredible curves, around fortyish, and thought she looked divine.

“She’s gorgeous!”

Dennis snorted.

“Sure, for a horse maybe… here, take a look at this!”

He pulled a picture out of his pocket, and Alex had to lean in so he could see it under the semi-darkness of the club.

A blond that looked like a twin of Marilyn Monroe stared back at him, perhaps a little older than her classic posters but nonetheless stunning.

“She’s beautiful too… who is she?”

Dennis grinned.

“My wife.”

Alex could barely process it. How had a guy like Dennis got that girl as a wife?

“Your wife?”

“Yup! She’s a real doozy! Wish the bitch would stop nagging though…” His voice became high-pitched and whiny, “why you stayin out so late, why you gotta spend so much time away… I’m lonely… yadayadaya….”

Alex looked again, and couldn’t equate the fact that Dennis had a wife that looked hot enough to be on a playboy cover.

“W… why do you come here then?”

Dennis grinned as he leant back.

“Diversity.”

The club was beginning to fill up, and seats were being taken fast, mostly by suited, well-dressed men although some women appeared, staring up at the girls wearing stringy bikinis and nodding or smiling as they danced up and down poles, walkways and chairs.

“Ey, here comes a real woman,” Dennis muttered eagerly.

A younger woman (Alex was beginning to realise what really drove Dennis), had appeared, hazel hair in a ponytail that made her look not even twenty, clad in black stockings and garters, thick wedges on her feet as she strutted above them.

Alex thought that he wouldn’t mind the touch of any woman in the bar, staring up longingly at the woman who didn’t even spare him a glance, moving onto a richer looking gentleman and winking at him. The man threw a twenty-dollar bill onto the stage, and then followed it up with two more as the woman shook her ass in his direction.

He took another sip of whiskey to calm his nerves. It didn’t exactly help, but the warmth burning down his throat and into his belly was an interesting, if not relaxing, feeling.

He briefly thought about taking out one of the bills in his pocket to bring her back, but realised he needed one for maybe another drink, and the other for the ride home.

Then a flurry of green was thrown on the stage, right where they were sitting.

“Mind if I sit here boys?”

Dennis and Alex looked up into a face that temporarily made Alex wonder whether or not he was dreaming.

A gorgeous figure was leaning on the sofa, pink-nailed fingers grasping the leather.

A… girl? Or… boy?

They were beautiful. That at least was certain.

Soft cheeks, cute green eyes and kiss-me-pink lips were contained within a jet-black bob-cut which came in a straight sheet to her shoulders, contrasting with a straight jaw and Adam’s apple. A schoolgirl skirt barely covered the tops of her thighs, squeezed around slim hips, and a teasing grin was assisted by a translucent white shirt which didn’t hide the pink bra underneath.

“Is that a yes?”

Looking down, he realised that he could almost see the wedge under her skirt, and what might have been a bulge.

He, for it must have been a he, had another string of twenties in his hand, and the girls on stage were eyeing it hungrily, many of them flocking to their area.

“Sure, whatever,” said Dennis dismissively, turning back to the show.

Alex didn’t say anything, too caught off-guard to speak.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” the person, muttered, sultry, avoiding Dennis and sitting down right next to Alex.

He was around average height. His skin had a milky luminescence which made him seem to stand out in the darkness, like a beacon that he couldn’t look away from.

It was hard for Alex’s brain to process.

“Hi, I’m Kimberly.”

He looked hot enough to be on stage with the girls.

“Ah… Alex….”

He was unsure whether to shake his hand, glancing at Dennis who wasn’t acknowledging Kimberly’s existence, just staring at the nearest girl bending over, biting her lip between her legs at them.

Kimberly solved it for him by placing a hand carefully on his.

“So, what do you do?”

“I-I work in Vickers…”

“Newby?”

He trailed a pink nail across the back of Alex’s hand.

“Uh… yeah.”

“You know… you’re really pretty… Those lips and lashes…..”

Alex didn’t know how to respond.

“Uh… Thanks…”

She was quite persistent, talking through his discomfort.

“Sooo you’ll be in sales I guess huh?”

“Yeah.”

Her fingers played gently across his skin.

“How’s that working out?”

“It’s…”

He tried to put on an optimistic expression.

“… It’s early doors.”

Kimberly let out a knowing smile.

“Ohhhh you are cute….”

‘Is he hitting on me?’

He couldn’t help admiring the man’s form, and in the outfit it all combined to make the feminine figure outrageously sexy. He seemed to move like a cat, curling up and then sprawling out in his chair so Alex could see his belly button and smooth body.

“S-so what do you do?”

“I’ll tell you another time.”

“Oh… right..”

Alex focused his gaze back on the dancers, all of whom had positioned themselves to display their assets in their direction with aplomb, and his cheeks became fiery hot as the originally curvy woman was now pressing up her bust in his direction.

He let out a small wave, unsure how to respond.

A twenty was pushed into his hand.

“Put it in her bra,” whispered Kimberly, the heat from her breath warming his ear.

“O-okay…”

He reached forward, and the woman bent down invitingly for him to place it carefully between her breasts. She smiled for him and then went back, spreading her legs so that her pussy was hidden only by the faintest of black wedges.

“Hey can ya get out the way!” shouted Dennis, waving her aside, leering at the younger woman beside her.

The woman fixed him with a dagger-laden smile, and allowed the younger girl to move to Dennis’ side and begin performing a less-than-enthusiastic dance in his general vicinity.

“Hey, you can come join me,” called Kimberly, grinning up at the woman, and she must have known him, or been rather enamoured with the attention as the woman carefully placed her heels on the table below, then onto the floor, coming to straddle Kimberly.

“Always a pleasure to join my favourite,” she smiled, sitting down on Kimberly’s lap and beginning a slow dance, rubbing her tits inches from his nose.

Alex watched, spellbound, as the two figures began a sex grind, a few moans and touches coming, and he watched as Kimberly gently placed his hands on the woman’s waist, running down to thick thighs and squeezing.

“Yeah that’s it… maybe you oughtta come give me a special dance……

The woman nodded, apparently enjoying herself too much to care about the extra cash being thrown at the girls on stage.

“Sure… usual room?”

She nodded.

“….Oh, and mind if I bring our sexy new boy-toy along?”

Their eyes both turned his way, and Alex stared back like a gazelle that had just spotted two lionesses in the distance, unsure whether to freeze or sprint.

“Not at all,” murmured the woman, eyeing him up and down, “a friend of Kim is a friend of mine.”

She picked herself up and held her hand out.

“Isabella.”

He took it.

“Alex.”

“A pleasure.”

The twinkle in her eye suggested a spark of intelligence, frizzy chestnut hair waving as she led Kimberly away.

“Are you coming cutey?” Kimberly called.

He looked round at Dennis who was quite busy ignoring him, too pre-occupied with trying to catcall the lithe girls on stage who were avoiding his area as best they could.

An easy decision.

Alex followed, but was stopped by a hand on his chest.

“You better finish that drink honey.”

He looked into Kimberly’s smouldering gaze, and swigged it in one go.

The burning washed over him, and immediately he was coughing, trying not to seem like a total newbie as his cheeks heated.

Kimberly and Isabella both tittered.

“Goodness, you sure you wanna take this schoolboy’s innocence?” grinned Isabella.

“Don’t worry, he’s gonna listen to me, right cutie?”

He tried to straighten himself, and nodded, pushing down another splutter.

“Good…”

They turned, Kimberly gesturing him to follow away from the main dancer area to a section towards a dingier area, past the bar.

He watched the two asses swaying ahead of him and found it difficult to know which one he liked more. Kimberly’s was so defined, that he clearly worked out a crazy amount in the gym, the rest of his body slender and elegant.

‘That’s… I’m not gay…’

He pushed the intrusive thoughts to the side, helped by the warmth in his belly which was now quite comfortable.

Maybe this whiskey thing wasn’t so bad?

The two moons beckoned to him like a donkey being promised the last carrot on earth, Kimberly’s tight peach poorly covered by her skirt which seemed intent on riding up as high as possible, Isabelle’s large globes swaying hypnotically in rhythm alongside it, a few subtle stretch marks belying how pert they were, a glorious amount of fat that worked in tandem with Kimberly’s incredibly defined buttocks to hypnotise Alex.

He barely noticed the other dancers gyrating nearby or bending double, too busy tailgating two of the finest asses he’d ever seen.

Then they left the main club behind.

A black soundproofed door came into a narrow hallway with more black doors.

Isabella led them to the third one, and they moved into a padded room with two large couches, and music from the club playing at a lower volume, a lava lamp on one side, and purple neon lights around the ceiling.

“Why don’t you two sit and get comfortable,” said Isabella.

They did so, Kimberly nudging Alex aside playfully as he sat down, and Alex found himself becoming nervous, like he did whenever he met a crush.

“You know, you don’t seem like the rest Alllllex.”

Kimberly elongated Alex’s name, his tongue coming to the underside of his top lip as he said it.

“Uh… how so?”

“You’re not a pathetic prick.”

“Oh! Well…. Uh…”

“Tell me… are you… ambitious?”

“Urm… yeah.”

“So what do you want?”

“To… To be successful… earn money..”

He raised an eyebrow.

“You don’t sound ambitious.”

“I-I am!”

A smirk found its way onto Kimberly’s pretty face.

“Another drink?”

“Sure…”

His shoulders dropped a little as he automatically went for his pocket, before realising he only had forty dollars left.

“Uh.. actually I shouldn’t really…”

Kimberly grinned.

“Don’t worry cutie, it’s on me… You can just owe me.”

“Oh… okay…”

It felt a little embarrassing being unable to buy his own alcohol as he watched the man to get up and totter to the door in his heels, incredible ass clenched as he shimmied with unnecessary daintiness, opening the door a crack and shouting something to a waiter.

He returned to seat himself next to Alex.

“Are you guys done flirting, or should I come back later?” remarked Isabelle, leaning forwards so her tits were even more pronounced and open then before.

Kimberly grinned and responded before Alex could say they weren’t flirting.

“Oh I think you should come and join in, show us how it’s really done.”

Isabella scooted over, and the two girls settled either side of Alex.

“So… tell us about yourself Alex…”

“Yes!”

“Uh… well….”

He began to explain what little of interest he could say about himself, the two ‘ladies’ rubbing up his arms as he explained how he had come from a small town, that he was hoping to make it big in the financial world, that he had big dreams but already felt like this place wasn’t for him.

As he spoke, they simpered, pouted their lips close to his, and his heart beat faster, tripping over words as Isabella’s fingers caressed his thigh.

“A-and my Mom asks after me… a-a lot… I don’t know what to tell her…”

“Of course.”

“Oh it must be awful!”

Kimberly trailed a finger across his chest.

“You love your Momma?”

“Of course.”

“Good answer,” Kimberly said, giggling, and rubbing Alex’s chest.

His touches were so light and subtle that it didn’t feel awkward at all, even though if it had been any other man Alex would have instantly told them to cut it out.

“You know…. we like guys like you….”

“Huh?...”

A waitress appeared and glasses were placed on the table nearby.

Kimberly tipped her ten dollars by placing it between her breasts, and she smiled, winking at them as she left.

“I like a Momma’s boy,” Kimberly whispered.

“I-I’m… I’m not…”

“Shhhhhh… Know when to talk…”

A glass was placed in his hand.

“… and when not to. Here’s to you, cutie…”

He smiled, and the ‘women’ squeezed up against him, drinks in their own hands.

He felt two sets of lips kiss the sides of his cheek, eyes widening as he felt Isabella’s lips press against him, and Kimberly’s on the other side, before throwing back their drinks.

As the whiskey burnt his throat, Alex felt like city life was beginning to grow on him. It went down easier this time, although it could have been because his throat was already on fire, so what did a little more matter?

Gosh the heat in his stomach was really quite enjoyable now, he thought as a lightness, an easiness descended upon him.

A sudden rush of courage seemed to accompany it.

“You know.. you’re both realllly pretty…”

Kimberly rolled his eyes and pulled away.

“Never call a girl ‘pretty’… always call her ‘beautiful’, or ‘gorgeous’.”

He smirked.

“Why?”

Kimberly clapped a hand tight to his face, and he found his ego deserting him as a ferocity entered the man’s gaze.

“Because I said so.”

He thumbed across Alex’s lips, making him murmur.

“Hnn..”

“Isabella… why don’t you come to me whilst our little pup remembers how to behave himself.”

The woman smirked and removed herself from Alex’s side, and from the centre of attention, he now found himself watching, an empty glass in his hand, head spinning slightly.

The older woman came and straddled Kimberly first, and Alex watched as they began a more heavy, steamy grind, Isabella really getting int other stride, slapping both ass-cheeks down on Kimberly’s lap.

*Phwap-phwap*

Alex blushed, shifting awkwardly as the two women… or rather, the two people, began to get tighter and tighter together until they were practically assaulting the other’s front, and finally their mouths touched, and it was like the match that lit the explosives as they suddenly let out eager moans.

“HNNMMM!”

“mmmh!”

Their tongues were clearly swirling in each other’s mouths, and the grunts and moans were ferocious as they searched each other’s faces for buried treasure, finding it as they opened their mouths so Alex could see the wet tongues fighting, winding around each other.

They were putting on a show.

The pair didn’t even stop when the waitress returned, barely showing any sign of shock or embarrassment at the figures locked in each other’s arms, instead putting two drinks on a table and handing a third to Alex.

“Oh.. sorry I didn’t order another..”

Kimberly extracted her tongue from Isabella’s face, spanking the woman as he spoke.

“No, I ordered it. Like I said… enjoy it. You can owe me later honey.”

“Uhn!”

Usually he would have been nervous about being indebted to strangers, but the warmth in his belly felt so good, and Kimberly was so convincing… plus the show was so arousing, that he barely worried about it, smiling dazedly.

“Well okay then….”

“Wow, he’s already well trained,” grinned Isabella, making Kimberly’s eyes flash.

“Oh just you wait.. I think he has oodles of potential….”

Something lurched in Alex’s stomach as he noticed Kimberly’s cock was now straining against his panties, tenting the skirt so that he could see almost everything underneath.

It was impossible to look away from it. The cock was bulging, raging against the confines, a hard five or six inches.

“Enjoying my equipment?”

Alex jerked, almost spilling his whiskey.

“OH, uh no, no I was just… just watching….”

Kimberly cocked his head.

“You better keep looking…. But could you do me a favour? Could you show me yours?”

“Huh? My…”

“Cock.”

“… OH… o… okay….”

Kimberly shivered as Isabella kissed down his neck, eyes trained on Alex as he began to unzip his trousers.

Their eyebrows rose as Alex lowered his boxers and unfurled a monster, eleven inches of hard cock which pointed towards the ceiling like a marble pillar, drooping just a hint at the front.

“Urm wow….!” breathed Kimberly… “You are… certainly no grower….”

“I certainly hope it doesn’t get any bigger,” murmured Isabella, her eyes similarly glued to the weapon standing to attention in front of them, “if it does I’d have an easier time fucking a horse.”

Kimberly bit Isabella’s lip, making the woman growl.

“Wanna get some?”

Isabella stared hungrily at Alex’s beast, pre-cum oozing from the slit, swallowing a sudden surge of saliva.

“Mmm…. hell yes… but… he’s got a lot going on,” she said in a nervous voice, angling her head to better enjoy the angle at which his cock stood out from his body. “My Goodness…”

“S-sorry,” mumbled Alex, making to put it away.

Kimberly growled, reaching over and grabbing it.

“Uhn!”

Her fingers wrapped tight and squeezed.

“You keep that right where I can see it.”

“Y-yes….” Wheezed Alex.

Kimberly let go, and Alex’s heart climbed down to just below cardiac arrest as Kimberly whispered something in Isabella’s ear, getting a nod in return, a sly smile spreading across the woman’s lips..

“Why don’t you lie back.”

Isabella nodded, spreading her legs wide, the wetness between her legs obvious as Kimberly gave her a light tap on the ass.

“Oooh.”

“Nice and ready,” Kimberly said approvingly, before turning to Alex.

“So… you want to fuck her?”

All the blood in his body seemed to have rushed to his groin, leaving his brain foggy.

“Y… Yes!”

“Alright then…”

Then Kimberly reached out and grabbed his penis.

His eyebrows rose in surprise once more, but he said nothing as the man led him by his hard dick towards Isabella’s entrance, the woman looking with anticipation down at her pussy, and then nervously at the donkey cock floating towards it.

“So… is this your first time?” whispered Kimberly.

Alex’s cheeks went red as slender fingers squeezed his erection.

“Yes.”

The neon purple lights seemed to lend a dream-like quality as his cock hovered closer between the outstretched legs of a woman, the music receding to a dull thud in the back of his temple as Kimberly’s fingers squeezed again, harder.

“Hnnn.”

Isabella’s thighs were round and glowed in the dim light, her bronzed skin from tanning reflecting so she looked like she was somewhat shiny, the wetness between her pink folds obvious as he moved an inch closer. Her belly button had a small stud that he hadn’t noticed before.

“Hnnn-!”

He wished Kimberly would stop squeezing his cock, pushing forward whilst pining with all his heart to connect his cock to the wet opening of Isabella’s pussy.

Her pussy was so close..

“Oh but I need to show you first…!”

Just as he was about to touch the tip of his slit to her wetness, Kimberly grabbed his balls and pulled, and Alex wheezed, bending over as the man lovingly played with his testicles, pulling him away.

“You really are a big boy aren’t you?”

He gave a pained smile as the pretty figure sent shivers of pleasure rippling up his spine.

The fingers led him away from Isabella by the balls to the seat next to her.

“You’ll have to wait…. Watch me, pup. You do owe me for the drinks after all.”

Kimberly sat him down, and then ran his fingers up Alex’s cock, before closing around it with a brutal fist and wanking it slowly.

“Huhhhh…”

Their eyes connected and he felt a filthy dose of pleasure at how another man was jerking him.

“Uhnn…. I-I can pay you back the money…”

Alex didn’t know what to do, his breath catching in his throat, the hairs on his neck and arms standing up, pleasure worming its way up his shaft to his brain, and when Kimberly chugged particularly hard, he bucked his hips, mewling.

“Ohh I don’t need your money,” he grinned, softly rubbing a fingertip and fingernail over Alex’s slit, which coaxed a spurt of pre-cum out, bubbling over his hand, “there are other forms of payment… now be a good boy and watch how I fuck her.”

Kimberly’s hand released, wet with his juices, and Alex squirmed, now uncomfortable with A. having been pleasured by a man, and B. no longer being tugged towards an orgasm by said man.

He made to grab his shaft and continue but Kimberly snapped his fingers.

“Uh-uh,” he said, shaking his head. “Only ladies touch dicks in here.”

Alex badly wanted to, but nodded, placing his hands carefully on the sofa.

He wasn’t going to argue that Kimberly wasn’t, in fact, female, but from a distance he could easily have fooled the eye as the girlish figure reached beneath her skirt.

Then Alex’s gaze was locked in as Kimberly fished out his cock, a decent six inches, pretty and pale with hairless balls beneath it, aiming It squarely between Isabella’s legs. He had a perfect V and light abs leading down to it, with not a hair to be found, and the cock had a subtle vein running down the side, but it was the least… aggressivecock he had ever seen.

It looked… pretty. Like someone had taken the idea of exactly what the cock of a woman should look like, a soft, pretty, innocent thing, and made it real.

It wouldn’t have seemed out of place to tie a pink bow on the end.

The two gazed at each other as Kimberly began to slide it up and down her sex.

“Oooohhhh just put it in me,” moaned Isabella.

“Good girls should wait.”

Kimberly nipped at the woman’s neck, enjoying the way it made her squirm beneath him, running hands up and down her sides, squeezing and caressing.

Isabella’s legs were waving in the air, far more eager than she had been when Alex had been lining his cock up. Her expression was one of furious need.

“Just fuck me already,” she uttered, less humorous.

“Beg me,” grinned Kimberly, grinding up and down the woman’s pussy again which had her almost violently trying to pull the figure’s cock into him.

“JUST… PLEASE…..”

Kimberly turned her head to Alex and winked.

“First lesson… foreplay is key.”

Then she looked back at Isabella and pressed just the head against her sex, slipping gently inside.

Alex watched the woman’s pussy folds easily get pushed aside, her grimace of gratitude as it finally began to go where she needed it to go, the tension in her legs as she waited for more.

The cock began to enter more, throbbing as it slid up to halfway, and then four inches, five inches, the shaft tight on her entrance…

Isabella had such excitement on her face that she seemed overcome, and Alex watched her pussy quiver and juices run freely from it, the woman offering a faint moan as Kimberly tittered.

“My.. you do need it today don’t you?”

“YYyuh..yeah…. yes….”

Isabella was speaking near-jibberish when Kimberly finally slid herself all the way inside.

“UhhhhhNNNNNNNN!”

Isabella looked like she’d seen God, clamping her legs around Kimberly’s waist and rubbing her own tits as Kimberly easily slid all the way to the hilt. Alex felt like they knew each other’s bodies well, and felt his own body reacting, something pulsing in his temple, warmth spreading to his crotch as he watched, entranced.

“Mmmhuhh….”

“God have you been taking some big dicks? You’re almost ready for a cock like Alex’s!”

“Huh…..uhhnnn fuuuck youuu,” moaned Isabella, gagging to be sated.

Kimberly sated her with a slow grind, and it seemed like the woman underneath was going to become violent, grabbing Kimberly’s ass so she could try to pull him in, but then the pink-skirted figure began to push herself harder into the wet pussy, grabbing the tits in front of her and sucking a nipple into her mouth.

“UHNnn!!”

Isabella moaned and held on as she finally got the dick she had been craving, and the wet sloshing of her pussy as Kimberly began to slap her hips into Isabella was loud and all-consuming, Alex’s eyes glued to the show as they began to moan and grunt.

“J-uh-u-hu-h…”

“Mnnnn….”

*Phwap-phwap-phwap*

Alex watched in awe, his heart slamming an uneven beat in his chest as Kimberly gripped onto Isabella’s shoulders, her long, slender fingers proving to be quite punishing anchors that the woman could only endure as Kimberly’s ball slapped against her cheeks in an odious rhythm of percussive claps.

“HuH-uHH-UHhh-“

*Phwap-phwap*

The two began to really get into it, and Alex raised his eyebrows as Kimberly began to show strength and stamina he hadn’t seemed capable of, grabbing hold of Isabella’s hips and really fucking her hard, the woman beginning to bounce on the sofa from the force of the thrusts, moaning as she was taken.

Kimberly clicked her fingers.

“You, watch.”

Alex perked up and leaned closer.

Kimberly snorted, gesturing whilst slamming herself into the woman at a rapid pace.

“No, mmm-mmm…..watch here……”

She gestured to right next to them, and he tentatively slid down the sofa until he was able to reach over and touch every part of their sweating, writhing bodies.

“G-Good,” Kimberly moaned, feeling up Isabella’s breasts, nudging the nipples between her fingers to make sure they were nice and solid before sucking a little on one.

Alex watched with jealousy leering from the depths of his soul, seeing Isabella writhe in agonising pleasure, a slave to the things being done to her.

“Y-yeeeahh Kimmm..” She moaned as Kimberly slid a tongue in and out of her ear, teasing the woman’s nipples whilst pumping into her pussy.

“Yeah you take that….”

The cock began to rifle home, and Isabella was shaking as she was driven repeatedly into the cushions, Alex feeling a spurt of chemical pleasure in his own brain every time she moaned in delight.

He could feel the heat coming off their bodies.

Isabella began to moan at the ceiling as Kimberly joined her, and Alex was so scared and yet excited at the same time that he couldn’t work out who he wanted to focus on more, Isabella, juices gushing down her crack and onto the sofa, or Kimberly, her glutes contorting, hard cock shining as it was pumped straight back into Isabella.

Alex quietly began to touch himself, figuring Kimberly was too in heat to notice.

“Oh-OH-OH-OHHHH!!!”

Isabella was busy having a body-wide orgasm, legs quaking as she groaned, and the sex became noticeably wetter, the hip snaps now wet meaty slaps.

Kimberly shivered, and just when Alex thought she was mid-orgasm, her eyes snapped open, and she fixed him with a glare.

“Hey.. did I say you could touch that fat ugly cock of yours?”

His breath left his lungs, and he whipped his hands from his dick, which was leaking white lava down the sides, screaming for release.

“UH!-...UH-NAH…No…. I was just…”

Her eyes were like red-hot pokers

“I hate liars… I think you owe me again, big time.”

“O… okay…..”

“Your turn.”

“Huh?”

“Your turn!”

She gestured to Isabella whilst withdrawing her taut erection, now dripping with juices, from the waiting hungry pussy. Isabella groaned in frustration, looking like she was going to throw a tantrum from having her prize denied to her, before looking over at Alex, realisation dawning on her features.

“Oh… oh wow…”

Alex, who had been ready to pop twenty minutes ago, was positively frothing at the mouth as he responded.

“… Yes….”

He moved forward, and immediately Kimberly reached out for his cock.

Alex tried to block it.

“Hey… could you not….”

Kimberly’s countenance changed from sweet and pretty to raging and aggressive, lines of fury cutting his face.

“YOU DRINK MY DRINKS, AND WANT TO FUCK MY GIRL, AND YOU’RE NOT WILLING TO ACCEPT ME TOUCHING YOU?”

Alex trembled, backing away.

“OH I’m sorry, I’m SORRY, you can…!”

“How dare you,” whispered Kimberly, smoke seeming to come from her dark hair to curl towards the ceiling. “I thought you were different to all the others…”

“I-I am! Y-You can touch my cock!”

She fell silent, chewing an imaginary gobstopper.

Eventually…

She put out her hand, facing up.

“Place your penis in my hands, or get out.”

He lowered his head, and shuffled, his trousers down by his ankles, to place his cock into her hand.

As he made to lower the shaft into it, she drew her fingers lower.

“But I get to play with it however I want… understand?”

“Yes…”

They looked at each other, an unspoken something exchanged, and then he lowered his package into her hand. Immediately her fingers sprang into a tight grip, like a bear trap.

“UHN!”

She began to jerk hard and fast.

“Uhnn-UHn-uhnn…..”

“This is mine now, understand?”

“Y-yeah!……”

Her hand was delicious and cruel, jerking just hard and fast enough that it was bringing Alex to the brink, but not quite enough to tip him over the edge, his cock drooling uselessly onto the floor.

“My-my Alex… We are excited aren’t we…?”

“Y-yeahhhhh… Uhn…..!”

Let’s guide you in shall we?”

She began to roughly pull him by his cock towards Isabella, who eyed the cock approaching with trepidation once more, although not having a cock insider her was a far greater concern than being annihilated by a dick from the Gods.

She decided she would just have to deal with the girth.

The cock kept coming, Alex led like a dog on a leash towards Isabella’s pussy.

“Ah… one thing first….”

Her spare hand closed around his balls as Kimberly gently manoeuvred behind him, and Alex moaned, becoming aware of the man’s wet cock-head pat against his left ass-cheek.

“… Alex… I’m afraid I don’t think I can trust you…”

“Nnnuhhhh….”

She jerked his cock and kneaded his balls so wonderfully that Alex’s legs were quivering.

“So….. before we go into Isabella…. Darling could you move aside for a moment?”

Isabella gratefully shifted herself on shaking hands, and Alex stared in pained frustration as she crawled on her hands and knees, her dripping pussy and puckered flower pointing at him, as if mocking him for his incompetence, his uselessness. He whimpered as his hopes of losing his virginity crawled away from him.

He had been so close…

Isabella fell rather than laid down, slumping at the far end of the sofa, her expression becoming one of excitement for what was to come, locking eyes with him, lazily rubbing one of her firm nipples between her fingers.

“Good luck,” she smiled, whilst staring at the two throbbing, leaking cocks, slime dripping from their slits, trailing all the way back down the shaft, although in Alex’s case his effluence was so large that it glooped into large clumps, drizzling over the sofa beneath him.

“Wh-what?” whimpered Alex, his hands trembling, part of him wanting to stop Kimberly from handling him so invasively, another part drooling for more.

“Well…. In this position… It would make more sense if we did it like this….”

She took her hand from his balls with a last loving squeeze, and then placed a firm hand on his back guiding him forwards so that his hands were resting on the back of the sofa.

“Wha-..”

“Spread your legs.”

“What? Why do….”

He felt the cock slide up against his buttcrack.

“HO-… Sorry I don’t feel that we need to…. HO!...OH-!?”

It felt a lot bigger when it was up against him, and he made to stand up.

A hand reached the back of his neck and squeezed hard, keeping him in position.

“You owe me Alex… and remember, you can walk out and go back to your fucking deadbeat job….”

He shivered as her lips grazed his ear.

“… Or you can let me fuck you, and get everything you want, beyond your wildest dreams.”

Alex knew he should run. He should go.

She clutched his raging cock between her fingers, and put in a filthy jerk that made his eyelids flutter.

“UHhHHhhhuuh-!”

“… Good answer.”

Kimberly’s wet head trailed all the way from the edge of his ass cheek to dead centre between his cheeks, and began to push through the two pillowy hills, Isabella’s juices providing plenty of lubrication so even when he clenched automatically, the mushroom easily pushed through to the rim of his asshole.

“K… Kim….!!! OHHHH..!”

She growled and squeezed his neck a little harder.

“Take it, or leave. Last chance.”

He glanced back at the smouldering figure who gave him a grin and a wink, kissing the air with those barbie-pink lips.

A whimper escaped him, heaving breathes into his lungs as he looked around the room for some sense of what he should do.

Isabella, who was breathing heavily in the corner, drank in the boy on his hands and knees, shaking as her lover’s cock sat directly against his entrance, Kimberly grinning down at her prisoner. She looked radiant, like a true dominating minx, and Alex looked like the greenest, most innocent young man that they could have found, albeit it hilariously well endowed in comparison to… well any man she’d ever seen to be frank.

He'd bring the world to its knees when he realised how lucky he was.

She smirked. Best to bring him down a little whilst he was still a naïve soul.

She spoke three words to him.

“Take it honey.”

He whimpered, and faced the wall, fingers tightening on the sofa.

“O-okay…”

Kimberly mouthed a ‘thank you,’ to Isabella, before sighing and pressing her hips forwards, and Alex gasped as he felt the invasive pressure of a cock knocking on his back door. The rim went tighter than he believed possible, and would have remained that way if Kimberly hadn’t kept her hand reached around his belly. Suddenly his cock was being assaulted by a handjob so filthy that it was making his whole body tremble.

“O-O-oHHH!”

His anus relaxed instantly, and then a tiny scream escaped him as she shoved the head into his ass.

“HAIHUH!!!”

“Well done honey,” hissed Kimberly, leaning over him, “You’re so fucking hot…”

Alex mewled as the man kissed up his neck, slowing the jerks of his cock.

Then Kimberly pressed his hips forward.

“Uhhnnn….”

The feeling of a dick sliding against his rim was horribly invasive, and Alex quivered as every instinct screamed to push off, to stop this.

A slow jerk calmed him, Kimberly’s hand rock solid on his eager appendage.

“Hnnn…”

It felt like it went on far longer than it should have, and when he looked back he was shocked to see he had only taken four of the six inches.

It steadily sank into him, and when the sharp hips of Kimberly met his pillowy ass, Alex bleated.

This was not how he had imagined his first time would be at all.

He tried to wiggle his ass, but it was tight against Kimberly, who rotated with him a bit, making him swoon, sweat beginning to dapple his brow.

“Uhhhhnnn…”

Isabella watched on greedily as Kimberly took her young lover for her own, hips gyrating and causing all sorts of twitches and mewls to emanate from the young buck, a soundtrack of innocence being broken, secret, private places exposed and desecrated, a thousand tiny stories all being re-written as Alex’s body was introduced to the wonders of anal sex.

Kimberly was growling in delight.

“Oh Honey.. squeeze it… squeeze my cock with your ass….. UHN that’s good!!”

He mewled as he contracted his anus around her, making the thing in him pulse.

“Huh!”

It was also causing ripples of pleasure to worm up his spine.

Then she began to pump.

“HUNuhhh!”

‘Oh God.’

There were some seriously wonderful, yet invasive things going on in his core.

“UH… umm.. should we be… UHHN…”

Above him, he could almost feel her grinning.

“Oh relax, we’ve barely got started, slut.”

Her cock was quite well placed inside him, and he grimaced as she began a steady pumping of her hips, a steady *phwap-phwap-phwap* that sounded even louder somehow after the moaning of Isabella and Kimberly that had taken place earlier, Alex trying to keep his own moans inside which was proving difficult, because Kimberly had found a spot which made him tremble and was jabbing it insistently with his cock.

“U…U-Un…..”

Whilst they steadily bounced against each other, skin on skin slapping at a steady rate, Isabella’s stare never left them. It was beautiful… Seeing a man go from scared and hurt, to unsure of himself, caught in a place where he didn’t know what path he was being taken down… Kimberly’s glutes and thighs were tightening like a panthers to keep him utterly cowed, his fingers clawing the edge of the sofa as she pursed her pretty pink lips and let out a hissed breath.

Isabella knew her cock must have been throbbing awfully hard inside Alex’s anus, because the woman herself was beginning to sweat, eyes closing so she wouldn’t cum, muttering to herself to stay strong. Alex didn’t have such discipline, and his cock was swinging beneath him like a windscreen wiper, spurting cleaning fluid all over the sofa at a continuous rate.

Something caught beautifully.

“Uh-….uhhhh…..HUHHHH….!”

Alex’s lips wobbled as he tried desperately not to whore-moan.

Kimberly sensed it.

“Go on,” she whispered gleefully, grabbing his hips in a nastier fashion before slamming a thrust in that worked like magic to produce a prodigious whine of pure slutty release. “Scream for me!”

“NNNGGGYYYUUuhhhhh!”

“OH there we go,” she hissed, and then Alex didn’t stand a chance, rocking as the slender femboy began to pound him, gripping onto the cushions as Kimberly exorcised his ass of any traces of virginity.

Her balls began to slap against his, and suddenly the sounds of aggressive gay sex filled the room.

*phwap-phwap-phwap*

“UHnn-UHn-UHhhh-Kim-uhhhh!-!”

The two rutted like dogs.

The backs of his thighs and ass rippled like jelly whenever Kimberly connected with them. Alex’s youthful energy on his face had transformed into emasculated pleasure, unable to hold back puppy-yips of pleasure with each ramming of her cock-head against his prostate.

*phwap-phwap*

“UUhhh-Uh-uh-u-huHH!”

A particularly high-pitched note brought tears to his eyes as she crushed his ass with a heavy blow, putting her whole body to contort herself at speed into him.

Then Kimberly turned on the afterburners, and Alex began to scream, the *Phwaps* becoming so aggressive they turned into loud, wet *THWAPS* that now rocked him back and forth.

*THWAP-THWAP-THWAP!”

“UHN-UHNNN-UGHH!”

It turned out that the muscles which were so carefully defined and shapely on the man’s body to look as effeminate as possible were in fact wire cables that allowed him to snap his dick deep into Alex’s body in an instant, and the shaft ravaging his insides was now bringing an incredible pressure that grew slowly, like a balloon inflating.

“UH-UGH-PUHH!”

Her balls were slamming into his, her body crushing his into the sofa beneath them.

He looked over at Isabella, half-pleading between wet, saliva-ridden lips for help.

“MHUuu-hel-PUH-UH-UH!”

Isabella watched on a greedy stare, her eyes twinkling as she enjoyed the show, a lazy finger working away at her sex. Her smile became wider as Alex let out a gut-wrenching keen that had his whole world spinning as Kimberly debased him, never slowing or giving him room to breathe, fucking him with his whole body.

“UUUHHHGHGHHhhhhhuhhhhuhuhh…”

*THWAPTHWAPTHWAP-!*

How did he have this much stamina?!

The room became a choir of slutty noises and hard sex.

He didn’t know how long he was forced to moan and receive, but his asscheeks were beginning to get raw and aching as Kimberly’s hips smacked against them again, and it was almost with relief that she withdrew her cock with a wet *POP*.

“OOhhhhhhh….”

A hand smacked his ass, making him squeal.

“OOOH!”

“You’re not finished yet,” grinning Kimberly, pushing him onto the sofa where he rolled onto his back.

The confusion at how good it felt with the man’s cock inside him warred with his masculine instincts as he raised his hands up.

He couldn’t like getting fucked in the ass… It’s WRONG, everyone knows that!

Kimberly, instead of fighting through them, interlinked their fingers together.

“God you’re so fucking amazing…. Come on, I’m nearly ready to cum in you!” he grinned eagerly, and somehow seeing how in heat and excited Kimberly was made his arms relax, letting the girlish figure push him back into a missionary straddle.

Then the man was pushing his mushroomed head back between his cheeks, grinning like a maniac as she watched it go in, and all the doubts began to recede as she began stimulating things that he couldn’t undo, and suddenly pleasure was being fucked into him by Kimberly’s undeniable power, and his whole body was tensing and jerking, muscles seizing up as his hands were suddenly clawing the sofa, and then the best part of all –

His whines began to form one constant low buzz, which upped to an unending series of moans punctured by now violent sheathings of Kimberly’s cock in his ass.

“UUUUUGGUUHHH-*HUH*-UHHHHH-UHhh-yyyeahhhh-*HUH*-UUHHHHH!!!-…“

His full lips and smouldering eyes were now laced with unsullied lust, so fervent that Kimberly looked more aggressively male through it all, despite his beauty.

Alex was getting close…. And then…..

Kimberly slowed down.

Alex whined like a dog.

“You know what? You don’t deserve to watch me when you cum… whores should have their first time doggystyle…”

Kimberly slowed, making Alex whine as he retracted his cock, slapping his ass.

*SMACK*

“Uhn!

“On your fucking hands and knees, slut.”

He whimpered, and Kimberly stroked his hair.

“Hey… I’m just calling you that because you love it.”

His knees shook as he lowered to his hands and knees, excitement built once more, and then she was sliding back inside him.

“UHNNN…!”

*THWAP-THWAP-THWAP*

Kimberly was quickly back at motor pace, slamming her cock home, trying to break Alex beneath him whilst the slut was consumed by vile pleasure snapping from his ass to his brain.

“uUHHHNN!”

Below him his rigid cock was swinging like it was about to break through walls, and white spots had started to fly from the tip, sofa below him.

“Ooh that’s hot,” moaned Isabella, legs jerking as she watched the young man getting owned, the sound and musk of sex overpowering all else, just three people in the throes of their ecstasy. Alex tried to form words but his mouth no longer knew what it was doing, and he found the words he had been about to say no longer existed in his brain, replaced by a growing pressure that he just couldn’t get away from.

“Mmmmh….MMHhhhh-!”

Oh God, it was going to turn into something crazy.

He began to push back, needing Kimberly’s cock to find just the right spot, and the man above him growled as her new bitch began to slap his ass back onto his thrusting hips.

The skin-on-skin became almost painfully loud as the two began to judder and grunt, the pretty lady on top savaging the man beneath her with no mercy or withheld power.

*THWAP-THWAP-THWAP*

Alex’s eyes bulged.

“I-I’M GONNA-!”

Kimberly went full Gorilla mode and rapid-fired ten cock-thrusts right to his centre that nearly broke him in half.

*PHWAP!-PHWAP!-PHWAP-!-PHWAP-!*

-UUUUUGHHHHH!”

A humungous trail of white liquid exploded from his cock, pleasure rifling up his spine as Alex’s eyelids fluttered, and as the first line painted the sofa, he felt Kimberly’s shaft throb inside his body, clamping them together, her arms coming to bear hug him.

“UUuuhhhh!!”

As Kimberly’s cum-noises joined his, a huge leak of wetness covered his anal walls as Alex’s cock continued to paint the area below with lines which were almost paintbrush strokes, they were so thick and wide.

They both juddered, Isabella moaning in the corner as her orgasm overtook her, watching the two figures glued together, knowing that Alex was getting internally savaged by Kimberly’s brutal orgasm, enjoying her memories of what Kimberly’s load felt like as she had experienced the same insemination many times.

The carnal sex she had just witnessed was perhaps the hottest she had ever witnessed, at least, without being involved herself, she thought lazily.

Alex’s fingers were clawing the bed but he didn’t notice; His cock was exploding everywhere like a fire extinguisher but it barely registered. All that mattered was Kimberly’s cock throbbing inside him, the man’s hands clutching his belly, the low moaning in his ear as a dam of heat built inside him.

“OOMMGUhhhh-! OHuhhhhh…..”

“Lord protect,” muttered Isabella as she watched Alex’s balls somehow contract again, and again, mouth watering as she watched his horse-cock continue to spout white lava far beyond any man she had seen.

Even as Kimberly slumped on his back, sated, he continued, and Kimberly moaned as his asshole clenched her spent shaft like a fist, unsatisfied, uncontrollable.

It took a few more seconds before the long ropes, which had now formed a full avant-garde modern art installation beneath him, lessened, and with a final jerk, the last dribble fell.

The sheer heat and smell of the cum lake beneath Alex was like an aphrodisiac to all in the room. Isabella whining as she felt the urge to dive between the two figures and lap up the lake of icing like a human vacuum.

“Jesus,” whispered Kimberly, coming up and realising what her lover had done beneath them. “My that’s…. Goodness…”

Alex was clutching the sheets, and this time he was completely aware of it.

There was a man’s dick in his ass. A man dressed up like a hooker had his balls resting snugly on his own. A woman (who Alex had not fucked, and still had no idea what it felt like to fuck,) was grinning at him, probably laughing at the humiliation.

He snivelled and made to get up, but Kimberly made it worse by hugging him tight again.

“Ah-ah… I didn’t say you could run away did I?”

Eyes watering, head bowed, Alex merely whimpered in response.

“Shhhhhh…”

She hugged him tight and began to kiss his neck, rubbing his belly.

Feeling the disturbance of her dick inside him, and the cum now squelching inside his ass, was awful, but he gave himself over to the feeling of intimacy, and realised he’d never shared anything quite like it with anyone else. He was completely given over to Kimberly.

The breathing of both softened, and Alex closed his eyes and wiped them.

“You did so good… was that your first time?”

Alex nodded.

Kimberly and Isabella both looked at each other, eyebrows raised.

It made the experience even hotter.

What had formed as a potential idea as soon as Kimberly had seen Alex’s cock began to morph into a fully formed plan. This man had the tools, the looks, and the desire, to become something truly incredible.. and a little scary, Kimberly mused.

“By the way… my other name is Cameron.”

“H-hi Camer-“

Kimberly placed a finger on his lips.

“You won’t ever call me that, do you understand?”

Alex shivered.

“Mh..yes Kimberly.”

“Mistress Kimberly.”

“M-mistress Kimberly.”

She nodded, and this time the withdrawal of her cock was like a wet plunger being pulled.

*SHHHHHPOP-SPPLLLURGGE*

Alex moaned as cum exploded out of his bowels, and Kimberly and Isabella both chuckled as it bubbled out of his ass like a jacuzzi jet, softening to a waterfall which ran down the insides of his legs.

“My God Kim, little harsh don’t you think?”

“Shouldn’t have been such a good fuck then should he?”

Alex was still in the all-fours position, gingerly moving his arm.

“Did I say you could move?”

He froze, and he was sure Isabella had to stifle a titter as Kimberly stroked his back.

“Good boy…. I will allow you to clean yourself up.”

Alex got up on shaky legs, and grabbed a nearby box of tissues.

“My God…. How’s that for a cherry poppin’?” Isabella asked gleefully.

Alex felt like he wanted to disappear into the walls, but Kimberly’s expression became devious, almost scary. She knew that this was a boy with the looks, the desperate, filthy lust…. The equipment, she noted with a raised eyebrow, staring at that python between his legs. Most important of all however… he seemed like a truly lovely boy.

Kimberly had made up her mind.

Alex was about to be shown the keys to money, power and sexual deviance of the highest order. He’d need all his tools to succeed, plus more besides… Luckily, Kimberly was a mentor to those in need.

“Hey… did I say you were done bitch?”

Alex was about to say sorry, tears welling up, when he realised he wasn’t talking to him.

Isabella’s mouth had opened and closed, chest beginning to expand.

Kimberly wouldn’t be able to keep going, would he?.. Isabella had been fucked by him many times before, but today… she seemed to be a different animal entirely.

“I… oh wow…you did not…”

Kimberly withdrew several large notes from his purse.

Isabella eyed them hungrily.

“I’m gonna work you hard for every single one of these…. Understand, slut?”

Isabella gulped and nodded.

“Well then…”

Alex made to leave as Kimberly advanced on the suddenly nervous woman, but was stopped with a click of fingers.

“Stay,” said Kimberly.

“Oh…oh sorry-…”

“And don’t talk!”

“S-…..”

Alex settled back, to watch the show.

What Kimberly did to pleasure Isabella; making her moan, making her slave with her mouth and pussy for every single bill that was placed on her body over the next hour, imprinted itself in Alex’s brain forever.

***

Alex re-adjusted his tie for the fourth time, and clutched a chair nearby as he limped back to where Dennis had been, glancing at the watch.

The vision of Isabella clutching Kimberly’s back, of her legs wrapped around the figure as he came in her repeatedly, swirled in Alex’s skull as he came over to where they had been sitting originally.

His asshole felt… wet.

He looked around for Dennis.

It had been nearly two and a half hours… surely the man wasn’t still….

His eyebrows rose as he spotted Dennis in exactly the same position he was from before, looking quite intensely at another set of women who at this point barely bothered to look his way. He looked more awake than when he had come in, eyes wide. He was also rubbing his nose frequently, and Alex surmised he might have taken some sort of drug.

Another, shorter man was sitting next to Dennis, and they were in the middle of leaning over, muttering something with smiles on their faces.

Alex grimaced and decided there was nothing for it, walking back.

“Hey.”

“Oh HEY, it’s the new kid! You’re lookin’ pretty lousy… had a good time?”

“It was fine,” he responded a little too quickly.

Dennis grinned.

“Suuuuuure…”

Alex gestured to the other man, hoping to change the subject.

“Hi, I-I’m… Al..ex.”

The other man stood up, barely 5’7, a warm smile on his face, teeth so white it hurt to look at, a picture-perfect short back and sides that still showed how healthy and full his hair was.

“BLAH, a pleasure…. Dennis here said you were opening your contact book, if you know what I mean.”

He gave Alex a wink that made his face redden.

“W-what do you…”

“OH don’t worry about it… if you want to get anywhere you gotta bend over a little to get that work experience haha…. Workin’ your way up the ladder huh? I didn’t know Constance inc. had a new up-and-comer….”

“Oh, I work in Vickers??? Actually…”

The man screwed up his face as if confused.

“Huh? But you… you just let Kimberly fuck you right?”

Alex’s face went bright red.

“What? N-no…..”

The man saw straight through it.

“But you were in her private room.. you let her fuck you… and you don’t work in Constance…..”

His voice lowered.

“So you…. Just let her buttfuck you for fun? Like no perks? Future prospects? Leads? Nothing…?”

“Uh….. I…”

The man’s face contorted like he was going to vomit.

“OH DEAR GOD DENNIS ARE YOU HEARING THIS?!”

The man’s mouth burst open… and laughter poured forth. Thick, gleeful laughter.

“WAY TO GET PLAYED OH GOD!!”

His sides must have hurt, because he was almost bent double, tears coming to his eyes as people turned to see what was going on.

Dennis was smirking, and Alex wondered what on earth he’d done to deserve this as the faces went from mild curiosity to intrigue, and even some of the dancers glanced in their direction.

“Um… right… look Dennis I’m feeling a little tired…”

“Oh I bet you are.”

He flinched.

“..Yeah… I’ll… I’ll see you guys…”

He marched to the door as fast as his jelly legs would take him, carrying him into a few patrons by accident who laughed at him to get lost, before he was out of the club and desperately hailing a taxi.

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