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"Do you.."
He hesitated, silently cursing himself for losing his nerve at the last moment like this. He had to pull himself together and do this. He had been nursing a crush on this girl for months, and he would be damned if he was going to let her go to the prom on the arm of some other guy simply because he was too chickenshit to ask her out first. Prom was next week and fast approaching. It was now or never. He cleared his throat, buying himself a few more seconds to gather his courage.
"I was wondering if, um... Would you allow me the honor of taking you to the prom next week?"
Lenore looked at him, the confusion practically painted on her face as she gave him a wide-eyed stared. He hesitated, wondering where to go from here. He had been expecting some kind of rejection, maybe even her outright laughing in his face at the thought of being his prom date, but he had not expected this. As she just stood there like a deer in the headlights, his mind began to churn as it attempted in vain to come up with something appropriate to say in this scenario. Her pretty face was not making it any easier for him to focus. In fact, her entire appearance had been making it hard for him to focus on anything but her these last few weeks.
She had what he could only describe as the face of an angel; full pouty lips, a cute button nose and green almond-shaped eyes with long lashes. She was also quite a bit taller than him. In fact, she was taller than everyone at school. While this had caused the majority of the other guys to write her off as too masculine for them to date, he had himself been observant enough to see something that they could not. In spite of her being the tallest person at school, she was somehow also the most feminine of all the girls, whether intentionally or not. He could not fully explain it but there was an ever-present and undeniably feminine quality to almost everything that she did. Perhaps it was the elegance of her movements or the demure manner in which she spoke, the latter a rare occurrence due to her shy nature, but he had regardless been fascinated with her right from the start. Fascination soon gave way to infatuation and it only grew as his increased attention on her caused him to notice the tell-tale signs of an impossibly voluptuous body hidden beneath her baggy clothes. Had she wanted to, he suspected that she could have easily been the most desired girl at school, tall or not. Hell, if push came to shove she could probably have passed herself off as a fertility goddess and started her own religion.
His mind returned to the present and he realized that he had been zoning out, lost in the pools of her eyes. He had more than likely just been staring at her like a crazy person. Well, so much for playing it cool. She was still staring back at him so at least he had not outright scared her off. Not yet, at least. It occurred to him then that her silence probably meant that she had already been asked out and was simply too shy to tell him. He mentally kicked himself for making a fool of himself by not taking the subtle hint, likely appearing rude or pushy to her by now. Alright, he had tried, but it looked like it was time to bow out graciously and cut his losses before he made himself look like a stalker by harassing the poor girl any further. He cleared his throat.
"Listen, if you already said yes to someone else, that's perfectly fine. I'll just lea-"
"No!"
Her quick response seemed to have startled her as much as it had startled him, and she quickly cast down her eyes in embarrassment before glancing around to see if her outburst had caught the attention of anyone else. Satisfied that she had not attracted an audience she continued, her voice dropping back into her usual soft timbre.
"I mean, no one's invited me, so I'd love to go... With you, that is."
If he could have high-fived himself without looking like a total weirdo in front of everyone passing them in the hallway, this would have been the time to do so…
"…but, um…"
…or maybe not. Lenore looked down in thought for a moment then continued.
"It would be a little… strange… for me to go to the prom with someone I hardly know. Do you think we could, um, go on a real date first?"
He had to do a double take upon hearing it. His crush had just said yes to go to the prom with him and she wanted to go on a normal date, too? There was no way this was really happening. He suppressed the impulse to pinch himself as he struggled to regain the use of his mouth, only barely succeeding through sheer force of will.
"So, um, you're asking me to… ask you out some more?"
She contemplated the question for a moment before breaking into a small cautionary smile.
"I… suppose I am, yes."
He forced a smile of his own, hoping that it would come off as roguishly charming and not reveal the giddy confusion that he was actually feeling. As for her smile, he did not remember ever having seen her smile at school before but he knew right away that it was a very pretty smile that he wanted to see a lot more of. He suspected that he would be spending the majority of their date trying to do just that.
"So then… Can I take you out for coffee tomorrow?"
She simply nodded, her smile growing a little, and he found himself unable to keep from grinning back like an idiot. So much for playing it cool. Thankfully she did not seem to mind. His mind was still having trouble accepting that this was really happening. He had not one but two dates with his crush! Somehow his facial muscles found a way to enlarge his smile even further. His face was probably going to be sore in the morning, but it was worth it. She still did not seem to mind. This had to be a dream.
"It's a date, then."
She nodded happily. Just then the bell rang and they had to quickly say their goodbyes before rushing off to class. In spite of valiant attempts to the contrary he failed to keep from smiling like an idiot for the remainder of the school day, even as he was subjected to the cruel and unusual punishment that was Ms. Lewinsky's math class. In truth, he was miles away, his mind almost entirely focused on the upcoming date. He needed to find out what he was going to wear.
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The following afternoon, after classes were finally over for the day, he was outside on the school parking lot, anxiously waiting for his date. He had a date with his crush… Even after having had a whole day to go used to the idea it still seemed unreal to him that this was actually happening. Readjusting his tie, he once again second-guessed his decision to raid his dad's closet for a nice suit. He had wanted to avoid looking like a slob and giving Lenore the impression that he was not taking their first date seriously, but as he stood there looking like an extra from the movie Reservoir Dogs, he had begun to worry if perhaps he was not a little anachronistically overdressed.
After much deliberation he decided to go for a semi-casual business look by taking off his jacket. A few moments passed and he sighed as he caught a glimpse of his reflection. Great, now he looked like a lost mormon. Still, it was an improvement. Probably. Hopefully. Should he have rented a car to pick her up in? That was probably what they would have done on one of those American dates, but was Lenore even from the States? He had never asked. He had heard that American guys who did not own a car were not taken seriously. Meanwhile, this town was not exactly New York and so everything was well within walking distance and conveniently located on main street. But still…
He was arguing the merits of a tactical retreat when he spotted her coming out of the main building. She turned and gave him a shy little wave, and any plans of retreat were instantly forgotten as he instead stared at the dress which she had decided to wear for their date. While its cut was conservative, it did her figure a lot more justice than her usual baggy clothes ever had. As she got closer he also noticed that she was wearing a light makeup to further accentuated her already gorgeous features. Unlike the guys at school he had never needed any help to see that she was beautiful, but he was flattered that a girl who normally never bothered with dresses or makeup had taken the time to make herself even prettier for him. It made him feel special, and he had to admit that he was already getting a really good feeling about this date.
"Wow, you look… beautiful."
Huh, okay. He had not meant to simply blurt it out like that, but there it was. Thankfully she did not seem to mind at all, giggling and shyly casting down her eyes as she blushed at the unexpected compliment. Again he wondered how others could think of her as masculine when all of her cute girly mannerisms were practically screaming femininity into their collective faces, her height notwithstanding of course. After the reaction to his little outburst he decided to throw caution to the wind and reached into his jacket pocket for the gift. He had been hesitant to even bring it, thinking it would be too cliché for her tastes, but his dad had all but insisted on it, loudly and repeatedly. Lenore's face lit up like a kid on Christmas Eve when she saw the single red rose in his hand and he had to admit to the possibility that maybe his old man still had a few things to teach him about women. As he watched Lenore lift the rose to her face and smell it with a dreamy sigh, he could not help breaking into a wide smile. He made a mental note to thank his dad later.
A short while later they were seated at the only real café in the small town. Lenore giggled at something stupid that he had just said about beverages before taking a cautious sip from the steaming cup of peppermint tea in front of her.
"Oh no, not at all. Coffee is the work of the devil. I've never understood the appeal, myself."
He nodded in agreement and took a sip from his own cup. What were the odds of them both being avid tea drinkers? He had no idea about the math, but he had never met anyone able to match his enthusiasm for peppermint tea, let alone tea in general, like Lenore could. Thank god the local café had not been one of those primitive backwater establishment that only served coffee. Even in a podunk town as theirs there was at least some semblance of civilization.
"It it was up to me, it would be banned outright. In fact, that's going to be my first imperial degree once I become Empress of Everything."
"Well, you have my vote."
She giggled again, her eyes twinkling a little at his dumb comment.
"Silly boy. You don't become empress through a process of election."
He knew that, of course, but he did not care if she thought he was a little uneducated. Anything that resulted in him being able to hear that wonderful pearly laugh again was a clear victory in his book. As they continued to talk, the subject soon turned to hobbies. Her demure nature had led him to imagine that she would only be into stereotypical feminine hobbies so he was quite surprised when she, after some hesitation, finally revealed just how much of a huge nerd she really was. It was clear that she was a little embarrassed about how uncool her hobbies probably seemed to him. He smiled reassuringly.
"I think it's cool you're into stuff like that. Shows you're honest with yourself and not trying to fit into other people's expectations."
Lenore gave a relieved smile, dropping her gaze as she blushed a little. She gazed into her tea for a while, obviously contemplating something, before finally looking up at him again. She hesitated, taking a long sip of her tea before she spoke again.
"Do you want to… to see my miniature collection?"
He almost choked on his own tea. There was no way his crush was already inviting him back to her place, and on their first date no less. It just seemed too good to be true. He suspected that if this date had been from one of those Hollywood movies, the scene with their date would segue directly into a scene of him getting robbed in a seedy hotel room. Thankfully, this was not a movie and their sleepy town was much too isolated to have any need of hotels, seedy or otherwise, and there was no point in playing hard to get. Not when he had practically shown his hand by blurting out how beautiful she looked, earlier in the parking lot. Instead he just gave a lop-sided grin.
"Sounds like fun."
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Lenore's miniature collection was mostly Warhammer-themed, but there were a few others figurines from franchises that he could not place. They were all lined up amongst each other on top of a single wooden dresser, horrifying abominations rubbing shoulders with stalwart heroes and robotic death machines. He leaned forward to get a better look and really take in all the little details.
"Wow. Did you do all these by yourself? They're so meticulously painted. It must've taken forever to get them so perfect."
Although he had little experience assembling and painting miniatures, himself, it was clear to see that Lenore had talent. Not a single brush stroke seemed out of place, each application of paint having been performed with an extraordinary precision so as to avoid the smearing of any part of the model with paint that belonged elsewhere. It must have taken immense concentration and great dexterity. Lenore giggled briefly at his praise and when she replied, her voice made it obvious that she was delighted to finally talk to someone who could fully appreciate her craft. He could also have sworn that he heard a small hint of well-deserved pride.
"Yes, I did. But I don't use them for games so that's partly why they're in such good condition. I just paint them. I find it to be very… relaxing, having to focus so completely on something so small where the slightest of movements can make a huge difference."
"Sounds almost zen."
Lenore giggled again.
"Yeah, I suppose it does. Thanks for being so cool about my weird hobbies."
He laughed, his back still turned towards her as he continued to admire her painting skills.
"Hey, I think your hobbies are cool, remember? You're cool."
There was no reply behind him but just when he was about to turn around to see if something was wrong, he felt something large and soft press against the back of his head. It took a little while for his brain to catch up but when Lenore's arms began to snake down across his chest, he realized that he was being hugged from behind and that it was her breasts threatening to wrap around his head and swallow it all up. Up close they were even larger than he had imagined, and as her arms gently squeezed him into the prodigious cleavage, Lenore muttered softly into his ear.
"Just cool? What was it you said earlier, in the parking lot?"
Her soft voice sent a shiver of delight down his spine, goose bumps briefly appearing on his arms. After a few moments of silence Lenore released her gentle hug grip on him, allowing him to turn around and face her. The taller girl was looking down at him with those beautiful emerald eyes of hers and he had to remind himself to keep breathing.
"I said that y-you're beautiful, Lenore."
There was that breathtaking smile again. Keep breathing, dammit. As he did, he caught a whiff of her peppermint-scented breath. Lenore had drawn closer still, her puckering pouty lips trembling slightly in excitement as she gently stroked the side of his face. He felt light-headed. This all had to be a dream. He was at home in bed, not about to kiss the girl that he had been crushing on for months. In his flustered state he absentmindedly muttered to himself, unaware that it was loud enough for her to hear.
"I think I'm dreaming."
Letting out of another one of her pearly giggles, Lenore mock-pinched his cheek like an old lady, just hard enough for it to hurt and ensure him that was was no mere dream. He flinched, instinctively raising his hand to rub the slight sting from his cheek but instead only managing to clumsily entwine their fingers. Lenore's green eyes sparkled down at him. Keep breathing. Just keep breathing. She smiled again.
"Oh, you're such a cuti- Mmph!"
Before any of them knew what was going on, he had interrupted her by pressing his lips against hers, kissing her with a passion that neither of them had expected. Lenore froze for a second, her eyes wide with surprise for a moment before finally fluttering shut with pleasure. She leaned down into the kiss, practically melting against the smaller boy and in turn pressing him against her bosom as she moaned. Neither of them moved, both of them outright forgetting to breathe as they desperately clung to each other, seemingly wanting this moment to go on forever. Eventually the need to breathe forced them apart momentarily and they stared into each other's eyes before Lenore took the initiative to once more gently press her soft pouty lips against his.
He was not certain how long they had been making out, mere minutes or whole hours, but it eventually occurred to him that something hard was poking him in the stomach. Reaching down, he instinctively touched it, only for Lenore to give a start and pull away from him. The taller girl, no longer smiling and suddenly looking very unsure of herself, slowly backed away. Had he done something wrong?
"Lenore?"
"S-sorry. I… I'm not a guy but I have a… I-I was going to tell you, b-but I… I…"
Lenore's voice trailed off and she seemed to visibly deflate as she walked over to the edge of her bed and sat down, sighing as she tried to gather herself. He approached, a concerned look on his face, and sat down next to her.
"Listen, I… I feel terrible for leading you on like this, but you seemed so nice… and I really felt like we clicked… and then… you were such a great kisser, and I-I… I guess I just got carried away. I-I'm so sorry."
She blushed, a small smile briefly playing across her lips as she touched them with her fingertips, obviously replaying their kiss in her mind. Then her expression turned serious again and she looked at him with a pained expression, something in her eyes almost akin to guilt.
"Please don't hate me."
The prettiest sweetest girl at school was apologizing for kissing him and liking it. It was too much. Try as he might, he could not stop himself from laughing out loud at the absurdity, much to her confusion. He smiled at her reassuringly.
"Why would I hate you? You're still the girl that I've had a crush on for months. That hasn't changed, even if you have a little extra equipment."
She cast down her eyes, the topic at hand obviously a painful one that was making her more than a little uncomfortable. She seemed to shrink into the bed a little, her face taking on an even more somber expression than before as she appeared to drift off in thought. After a few moments she spoke again, her voice sounding very fragile as she struggled with the words.
"B-but... I'm.."
She exhaled in a shuddering breath, a single tear rolling down her cheek that she quickly moved to wipe away with the corner of her sleeve.
"I'm not a real girl."
She sniffed, wiping her eyes again. Although she was not looking at him, he found himself smiling gently at her.
"I think you are. I mean, you still have all the parts that make up a girl, don't you?"
She sniffed again, looking up in confusion and then quickly casting her eyes down again as she caught onto his train of thought. Then an embarrassed smile began to spread across her hastily reddening face, her hands fidgeting nervously in her lap as she contemplated what he had just said.
"Well, um, yes. I do. But I also have a… a little extra."
He smiled again, reaching down to gently take one of her hands into his.
"Well, wouldn't it then be more correct to say that if I dated you, I'd be getting a whole girl and a little extra?"
She thought about this for a few moments, her brow furrowed in thought, before she giggled softly to herself. Her hand reflexively gave his a small squeeze as she looked up at him again and sniffed. She still had a few tears in her eyes but her smile was returning in full force, her beautiful eyes practically starting to beam at him through the tears. She momentarily played with a strand of her hair as she studied him before finally pushing it behind her ear.
"Thank you for saying that. You're really sweet. For framing it like that, I mean. No one's ever made me think about it like that. I…"
She trailed off and he waited for her to resume talking, but before he knew it, she had reached over and pulled him into a tight hug. Without bothering to give him time to adjust his trajectory he ended up face-planting right into her prodigious cleavage. All in all, it was the perfect hug. Her large breasts were very soft, and up close he could once again really take in the scent of her. She smelled divine, like a field of wild flowers bathed in sunshine, although he could not place the fragrance. After a few deep breaths he quickly found himself reciprocating the hug, wrapping his arms around her waist and nuzzling his face into her bosom. She giggled, stroking his hair as if he was a dog getting his tummy rubs. He found that he did not mind in the slightest when it was her, opting instead to sigh contentedly.
"This was a pretty successful first date, huh?"
He nodded in affirmation which really only caused his face to nuzzle further into her soft cleavage. She laughed and hugged him a little tighter. They sat like that for a long while, enjoying the simple act of holding each other tight, until he suddenly heard her sigh.
"Oh, it's late."
He looked up at the clock mounted on her wall. Drat. It was late, and they had school tomorrow, both of them needing to get up early. It was clear that she was just as disappointed as him when they reluctantly parted and she walked him to the door, but as he turned to say farewell, she surprised him again by planting a tender kiss on his cheek. The ensuing smile stayed on his face for the rest of the evening as he replayed the event in his head over and over, including what she had said before closing the door with a smile of her own.
"Thanks for being so sweet to me. Let's have another date real soon, okay?"
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While he had planned to give Lenore a little space the following day, so as to not appear too clingy, it was her that finally decided to approach him during their lunch break, right in front of the entrance to the cafeteria. It was obvious that she was in no way ashamed to be romantically involved with someone shorter than her, completely ignoring the strange looks that the lunch stragglers were giving her. Instead she merely smiled warmly at him before giving him another one of her big bosomed hugs, her breasts once more threatening to swallow his entire head. After a few moments she pulled back and bent down to speak softly into his ear.
"You were so sweet last night, and I had a really good time. Would you like to visit me after school and maybe… fool around some more? I haven't been able to stop thinking about those wonderful kisses of yours."
She blushed profusely but kept smiling, her sparkling emerald eyes looking at him hopefully. Before he could even formulate a proper answer he found himself back in her arms, once more reveling in the luxurious feeling of her soft pouty lips as they kissed. Whether it had been by his initiative or hers did not matter. All that mattered was the feeling of Lenore's voluptuous body against his. Some of the last few stragglers might have commented on their public display of affection, but neither of the two heard anything as they were unable to pay much attention to anything except each other. In fact, it was only when hunger pangs hit that they decided to finally break it up and go have lunch with the others. Later that afternoon they met up after school and spent the rest of the afternoon making out on Lenore's bed.
The same pattern repeated the following day, but when evening rolled around and it would have been time for him to go home, Lenore simply turned to him with a big grin smeared across her pretty face and kissed him right on the nose.
"We don't have school tomorrow so I don't have to send you away tonight…"
"Which side of the bed is mine?"
Lenore smiled at his lame attempt at humor before pulling him into a big hug, lowering her voice to a sultry purr as she deliberately performed another near-smothering with her large breasts.
"Neither, 'cause you'll be ri~ight here, in my arms."
He laughed, grinding his erection against one of her thick thighs as he hugged her tightly and playfully bit into an engorged nipple, causing Lenore to let out a shuddering long moan before she planted a big kiss on the top of his head. She absolutely loved how frisky he had been getting over these last few days. Not only did it make her feel incredibly desired, it also made her feel accepted that he had never been afraid to touch her, even though he knew about her extra equipment. He had never once made her feel like a freak, not even when her hard girl dick had kept poking him during a particularly rambunctious make-out session.
She had been poked by his erection plenty of times, too, but today it somehow seemed much larger than before. Lenore could not help hoping that maybe he was just really excited about finally spending the night together, just like she was. She slowly ran her hand over the bulge, trying to gauge its size through his pants, before gasping. It felt massive. He looked at her, a wry grin on his face. It was obvious that he knew why she had gasped. He probably had the biggest dick in school, and he had been saving it all for her. What a sweetheart. Lenore suddenly felt very flushed. They had talked about taking it slow and putting off sex for a least a few weeks, but all memory of that conversation seemed to have suddenly evaporated from Lenore's mind.
"C-can I see it?"
Smiling at her enthusiasm, he undid his fly and slowly pulled out what was definitely the biggest cock she had ever seen. It was only half-erect but it already dwarfed her below average girl cock. She felt her desire to please the sweet boy that had treated her so lovingly slowly turning into something else. While she did not know at the time, as the evening progressed she would realize that this new emotion was a very womanly desire to have her body turned into a sexual object for this specimen of masculine virility to act upon, no matter how long and hard the act. She muttered to herself, loud enough for him to overhear.
"How does such a cute boy have such a big stallion prick? It's absolutely… b-beautiful…"
Try as she might, Lenore found that she was completely unable to keep her hands off the horse cock in front of her, instead running her hands across it, tracing the veins and marveling at the soft skin as she pumped it lovingly. It was like a work of art, one that only grew more and more beautiful, the more she caressed it. Truly, she chuckled to herself, it was the gift that kept on giving. She had never considered herself to be a size queen before, but the meaty erection in front of her was doing a very good job at convincing her otherwise. She knew, of course, that it was only because it was attached to one of the sweetest boys she had ever known, but oh how she wanted so badly to make him feel good, and if that involving touching his beautiful manhood, so much the better.
The more she looked, the more her mouth started to water at the thought of tasting it, so much so that she had to eventually swallow. Finally gathering her courage, she lowered her head and gave the entire length a few slow deliberate licks to test the waters, looking up at him to gauge his reaction. When all she saw was a huge silly grin on his face as he gave a nod in encouragement, the mission was a go.
"Itadakima~su!"
Recognizing the Japanese way of saying grace before a meal, he briefly chuckled at what a huge nerd Lenore was before his chuckle turned into a groan as the nerdy girl wrapped her soft lips around the plump head of his dick. It was a tight fit, to be sure, but she managed, slowly bobbing her head up and down as she savored the flavor and relished how even the smallest movement of her mouth could make her cute guest squirm and moan, his fists ineffectually clawing at the sheets. Watching him turn into a drooling mess as she pleasured him with her mouth was such a turn-on, easily a candidate for a new hobby, and so it was with the utmost reluctance when she finally had to stop due to her jaw hurting.
After pulling her mouth off the large delicious treat, she looked down at it and bit her lower lip again. It looked even better now, all shiny and slick with saliva. Lenore kept lovingly pumping it in her hand as she considered if she had the courage to go all the way with this monster. She had practiced with big toys before, but none as big as the cute well-endowed boy next to her. After a moment of deliberation and more slow pumping, the look and feel of the now fully erect cock in her hand won her over. She had been the one unable to keep her hands off that wonderfully meaty cock, and it was not his fault that it was fast turning her into a total slut, so aching to be filled that she was almost panting.
"Looks like I need to take responsibility for waking this beautiful monster. After all, what kind of hostess would I be if I didn't look after the needs of my guest?"
Performing the world's fastest striptease, Lenore's curves mixed with some strategically placed sensual swaying ensured that her guest experienced her frantic scramble to get laid as a very sensual dance. She then did a little twirl to really show off her wide hips and shapely legs for him, her little stiff girl cock bobbing in the air. Moments later she was back on the bed, lying on her stomach with her own erection tucked away between her thighs and her large bubble butt sticking up into the air. She wriggled it enticingly to draw in her prey. Looking back, she was thrilled to see her guest approaching and beamed at the implicit compliment that was his still-throbbing cock. It was clear at this point that they both needed it, badly. As he began fondling her backside, she moaned encouragingly and humped the air in frustration like a bitch in heat.
"Mmm, please hurry, sweetie… My butt…"
Lenore was surprised to feel the monster between his legs pressing against the folds of her dripping pussy. It would not be its final destination, if she had her way, but it would serve as an excellent layover.
"Of course, always remember lubrication. You're so considerate."
Her guest's horse cock met with momentary resistance before a final forceful push caused Lenore's sodden pussy to open up so it could happily accept the intruder, half of its length being instantly buried inside of her. Having been unable to fully prepare herself for something that big, Lenore proceeded to shamelessly orgasm like a whore starved for cock. Had any of her higher mental faculties been functioning at the time, she might have felt embarrassment at coming so easily, but as it were she simply mewled pathetically as her hands clawed at the sheets.
After Lenore fell silent, her newly christened lover stopped making out with her shuddering form and began to move again, slowly pushing his oversized manhood further into her stretched-out still-spasming pussy as they both began to shudder and moan with pleasure. It took several minutes to ensure proper lubrication and Lenore counted 5 gentle kisses to her womb as the cock withdrew and bottomed out inside of her over and over. At long last, her lover spread apart her ass cheeks and nestled his now thoroughly lubricated cock against her butt and Lenore could not keep herself from smiling.
"Finally."
Lenore gave a sigh of relief as the horse cock stretched her sphincter impossibly wide before her juices allowed it to easily slide into her bowels. Only for it to come to a complete stop. She whined in frustration again before looking back at her lover with a desperate look in her eyes.
"Go as hard as you like, sweetie. Just use me to make yourself feel good~."
His grip tightened on her wide hips, his hands pulling her large ass checks further apart as his fat cock began to slowly slide deeper into her now very stretched asshole. The feeling made her tremble with delight and she grabbed a nearby pillow, desperately clinging to it as if it was the only thing keeping her from losing her mind to this new and wonderful feeling ravaging her backdoor. She was unable to keep herself from groaning loudly as the large member rubbed against her prostate, jolts of pleasure shooting up from her abdomen and into the rest of her body. Eventually it came to a stop as it bottomed out inside her, causing her to tremble in satisfaction. She playfully wriggled her hips, enjoying the feeling of being so wonderfully full. He growled above her, lewdly groping her overly stuffed ass before smacking it playfully.
"Mmh, I love your big ass."
She moaned and gave a shudder of delight as he continued to caress her plump thighs and then moved to run his hands over the sides of her heavy breasts, both of them pressed into the mattress beneath her heaving frame but still spilling out obscenely due to their sheer size.
"These big beautiful thighs, too. I bet all the girls at school are super jealous, all of them secretly wishing that they had curves like yours. You're so much more of a woman than any of them. So incredibly feminine."
The outright pleasure that she experienced simply from hearing him praising her body like this was surprising even herself. Attention from boys at school had never meant anything to her before, but she was obviously loving it from him. Hearing him indirectly say that she was the hottest girl in school caused her pussy to contract in another small orgasm and she failed to suppress a low drawn-out moan. It was a little embarrassing reacting this strongly to his praise but she loved that she in his eyes was not the school freak but instead the girl that everyone else secretly wanted to have or to be like. A woman. She decided to throw caution to the wind. Whatever this was, she did not want it to stop, not yet.
"Mmh, more. Tell me more."
He bottomed out in her tight ass again and she gasped in surprise before proceeding into a moan, her body shuddering in delight at the return of the very welcome invader. He bent down, putting his weight on her back as he whispered into her ear.
"If the other guys had managed to spot just how beautiful and feminine you really are, you would have had to beat them all off with a stick. I'm sure they will eventually, but I'm so lucky that I saw it first. Asking you out was the best decision I ever made."
A sense of depraved joy filled her breast and as his cock bottomed out in her again she felt something break somewhere in the back of her mind, much akin to a mental rubber band finally snapping under too great of a strain. She glanced back at him with a look of desperate longing, her voice taking on a sultry tone as she reacted to his implied desire to own her.
"Claim me, then. Make me your woman before anyone else takes notice."
He growled approvingly at her suggestion and picked up the pace, pumping his cock harder into her tight spasming backdoor while she loudly moaned her own approval.
"Fuck, yeah. I'll make you mine, and I won't let anyone else have you!"
"Yes! Yours! Yours alone!"
She trembled as he once again bottomed out in her. God, it felt amazing. The pleasure of his thrusting member inside her mixed with the pleasure of being claimed as his personal plaything until she felt on the verge of losing herself, forced to wantonly scream out her pleasure lest it consume her from the inside and destroy her.
"Oh god, yes! Getting ass-raped by your horse cock feels so good!"
She heard him suppressing a little laugh of surprise at her suddenly very dirty mouth, but he quickly recovered and resumed the thrusting of said horse cock as he decided to get into the spirit of things with her.
"You like being raped, do you?"
"Yes! I love it! I love being sodomized by your big fuckin' stallion prick! I love it so much!! Oh god, rape my ass harder~!!"
"Ugh, you fuckin' slut! I'm gonna get your ass addicted to my cock!"
"I'm already addicted! I'm just a stupid cock-hungry slut that needs a good hard anal rape, oh fuck~!!"
She shuddered through another small orgasm before looking back at him with an unfocused and an almost feral look of lust in her green eyes. She was whimpering in time with his now even rougher thrusts into her aching backdoor, his declaration of ownership over her body having further fanned the flames of her need. Even though this level of intimacy between them was new, it already felt so incredibly right to her. She wanted to be his. No, she needed it. She needed for him to use her so badly, and she needed him to know. Looking back at him again as he kept mercilessly pounding her tight ass, she moaned out a declaration of lustful submission.
"I'm yours now! Only yours! Just bend me over whenever you need a tight hole to sodomize and I'l be your good little bottom bitch! I exist for your cock now, so please… oh, fuck... make me your personal cock sleeve and use me! Just fucking use me to get yourself off! Oh! Oh god~!!"
She grit her teeth and threw back her head, moaning loudly as another orgasm tore through her body, this one so much larger than the previous ones that it caused her to nearly buck off the boy lovingly pounding her butt while her body trashed in ecstasy. She was dead to the world for almost a minute, her body just whimpering and shaking as she rode out the biggest orgasm yet. As she came to, she felt his hand slowly slide across her inner thighs and settle around her girl cock. She smiled to herself. He was obviously not afraid to touch her extra part, or at the very least he cared more about making her feel good. Either way, this realization made her extremely happy, that last remaining part of her that had been holding out for rejection, the last shred of doubt about how he truly felt, disappearing. As he began to slowly fuck her ass again, it joined the other parts of her as they all dissolved together in the overwhelming sea of pleasure caused by his wonderful cock sawing in and out of her wanton hole.
She was in absolute heaven as he simultaneously violated her tight asshole and slowly jerked off her throbbing girl cock. This was even better than she had fantasized about whenever she would play with herself. There was no way she could ever go back to masturbation now. She would never need to, thankfully. From now on she would just bend over and her big-dick stud of a boyfriend would mount her like a bitch, pounding her tight holes and breeding her. They belonged to him, after all, so it was only right that he used them to get off. That he fucked the shit out of his dirty little fuck-hungry rape toy. She bit her lip at the depraved thought, clutching the pillow tighter as she began to whimper loudly at the feeling of yet another quickly approaching orgasm. It felt so good to be used by the boy who now owned her.
"I'm gonna cum! Breed me! Breed my slutty ass-pussy!! Oh fuck~!!"
This time she practically screamed out her dual-orgasm, almost tearing the sheets as her tight asshole pulsed in delight at the delicious pounding it was receiving while her twitching girl cock exploded a fat load of cum into the palm of the one boy lovingly milking it. She had never cum this hard before in her life. There was no question that she would become addicted to his cock, if she was not already. Her body shivered as she rode out the last waves of her orgasm, her ass still up in the air while she panted into the bedding like a dog on a hot day. She was only given a few moments' respite before her new owner pulled her up again and presented his outstretched hand to her. It took her eyes a few seconds to properly focus, then they widened. He had used his hand like a bowl to catch almost all of the cum that had flooded out of her girl dick and was now presenting it to her. It was obvious what he wanted her to do.
"Eat it, slut."
The tone of his voice and his fingers firmly gripping the back of her neck made her shudder in delight. She was a slut, his slut, and he was going to force her to lick his cum-soiled fingers clean. Force her to eat her own ejaculate out of his hand like she was some mindless cum-starving animal. A disgusting whore without any sense of shame, unable to control her dirty girl cock, who now had to be punished by cleaning up the mess that she had made. It was so depraved, and she fucking loved it. She leaned forward, still panting from her amazing orgasms as her tongue extended from her mouth and sought out the warm prize in his hand. It coiled around his fingers and an involuntary moan issued from her lips when the salty but sweet taste hit her tongue and exploded in her mind. She had tasted herself a few times before, but it had never been like this. Never been this dirty and exhilarating. This delicious. She closed her eyes and his fingers helped to muffle the ensuing drawn-out moans.
"Such a good girl…"
She shuddered again, his whispered praise causing her to redouble her efforts. Her tongue desperately bathed his fingers in her drool, and her panting began to take on the qualities that one would expect to hear from a dog on a hot summer's day. The realization of this filled her with equal parts shame and pride. She felt ashamed of not being able to control herself, of being unable to stop herself from behaving like a cum-starved little bitch, but at the same time she also felt proud because she knew that this was what he wanted from her. By being a dirty slut with no self-control she was being a good girl for him, and that felt good. So very very good. Another shudder of delight ran through her body at the thought of belonging to him as she hungrily sucked his fingers clean, still reveling in the fading taste of her shame. She swallowed another mouthful.
Eventually the taste of her cum disappeared entirely, and he gently withdrew his fingers from her still slowly sucking mouth. As if awakening from a long dream, she slowly reopened her eyes only for her to see him glaring down at her. His now very clean fingers slipped into her hair, gripping it possessively as he jerked her head towards him. His still throbbing manhood pressed against her cheek, smearing their combined juices across her face. It made her feel like a dirty cum rag, just a thing that he used to clean his cock, and she shuddered in delight again.
"Did you forget something?"
His voice sounded playful, but she could also hear a hint of frustration in it. She had been so focused on herself that she had not noticed that he had not cum yet. So selfish of her. She moaned and began to lovingly rub her face against his member as she spoke.
"I'm such a bad girlfriend. Nothing but a stupid slut who can't focus on anything except cumming my brains out. I even soiled your beautiful cock with my dirty ass-pussy. Mmmh, make me clean up my mess like a good gir-mmph!!"
She almost gagged when he grabbed her by the hair again and forced his horse-sized member into her mouth, practically ending up fucking her throat as he pulled her head back and forth on it. It was so degrading and she gleefully let him do it, her tongue lapping at the underside of his member while he desperately pounded her throat, using her to get off as if she was nothing but a cheap sex toy. Exactly like she wanted him to. As he started to cum, he pulled back to ensure that his fat load ended up right on her tongue. She loved the sound of him moaning, loved the thought that it was her mouth that was bringing him so much pleasure, and as he came she felt the taste of his seed upon her tongue. She swirled it around in her mouth, savoring it like fine wine before slowly swallowing. It was even better than her own. So wonderfully sweet. She smiled as it occurred to her how fitting it was for such a sweet boy to taste so sweet. It was just too perfect. After a few moments of clutching her head and shaking with pleasure he finally allowed himself to collapse next to her, cuddling up against her voluptuous body as he lazily showered her with soft kisses.
"Mmmh, fuck~… I love you…"
He froze when he realized what he had just let slip. He had meant it with all of his heart, but was it not too soon for such open declarations? Lenore looked at him with wide eyes as he waited with bated breath, fearing the worst. Then with a loud happy squeal she began to pepper his face with a veritable barrage of sloppy kisses. After a few moments she seemed to compose herself and stopped with a blush, obviously a little embarrassed at her sudden outburst. She nonetheless continued to smile at him widely, her smile turning into a fit of giggles as he began to cover her face with lots of slow tender kisses of his own. She melted against him before pulling him into a tighter embrace with a deep sigh of contentment. Both of them blissfully exhausted, the last thing he heard before sleep claimed him was her gently whispering in his ear.
"I love you too, sweetie…"
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A few of the guys at school had teased him for dating the girl that some of them had nicknamed "the giant", but it was mostly the kind of good-natured ribbing that guys tended to exchange without any ill intent so he paid it little mind. In fact he found himself pitying them for not being able to see what a catch Lenore really was. That she was tall only meant that there was more of her to love and that suited him just fine. The reactions from everyone else at school was subdued, most of them just staring and the occasional sniggering at the odd couple. In truth, while it had bothered him a little at first, he quickly realized that a little gossiping was a minuscule price to pay for dating the most beautiful girl at school.
Not long after their first date, after he had mentioned in passing that she definitely had the body to pull off more revealing clothes, Lenore decided to completely abandon her previous baggy clothes in favor of outfits that were much skimpier, the kind that one might expect to see on ditzy cheerleaders. Tight shirts, their print stretched to an almost comical degree as they struggled to contain her bosom, and extremely short skirts that flaunted her large shapely thighs, now covered in colorful knitted stockings. None of these new clothes left any doubt about just how well-endowed she really was, but she did not mind. Her demure demeanor towards other people never changed, and it did not matter if they stared or if the girls at school called her a slut. All that mattered was that her new boyfriend liked looking at her. With her body on display like this, many of the guys at school seemed to have a change of heart, their initial belief that she was too masculine for them quickly falling by the wayside, and some even began trying to woo her with cheesy pick-up lines. This behavior was short-lived, however, as they soon discovered that she would simply ignore any who approached her like this, her larger stature enough to deter even the thirstiest of them from trying to press the issue by getting handsy. She already had an owner and besides, she knew that there was no way any of them would be able to measure up to his sweetness nor to his endowment.
There was a slight downside to her wardrobe change, however, which she and her new boyfriend quickly discovered. While her girl dick was small compared to the oversized bitch breaker of her boyfriend, it was still difficult to completely hide an erection under the very short skirts that she now wore. On certain days, when it got really bad, she needed the help of her new boyfriend to calm down before she could attend classes normally. Today was such a day and she had just managed to smuggle him into a stall in the girls' bathroom. She raised her skirt and whimpered with need as she revealed the shameful erection that had already soaked the front of her panties with pre-cum. She felt like such a slut whenever this happened. A stupid little slut unable to keep her girl dick from getting hard at the thought of how her stud boyfriend would use her as his personal cock sleeve while whispering sweet nothings in her ear, both degrading her and being incredibly romantic at the same time. Upon seeing the state that she was in he simply smiled like he always did, shaking his head in mock-disapproval as she squirmed under his gaze.
"Yeah, you can't go to class like that. You really are a stupid little slut with no self-control, aren't you?"
She blushed profusely and nodded in shame, a low moan escaping her lips upon hearing his degrading remark. It was true. She was such a slut. Not being able to keep from getting erections at school and then having to degrade herself by begging to have her tight ass pounded by her boyfriend's horse cock was so deliciously shameful. She knew that even if she could somehow stop herself, she would never want to, already well and truly addicted to him at this point. She felt so dirty, already bending over with her skirt bunched around her waist and grabbing onto the tank of the toilet without ever having been told to do so. Waiting as she wriggled her wide backside at him enticingly.
"Please punish your fuck toy for being unable to control her girl dick. Rape her so she learns how to behave."
A sharp smack echoed throughout the bathroom as her boyfriend's hand landed upon a large ass cheek, an angry red handprint quickly forming in its wake. She gasped in surprise before whimpering softly as her panties were pulled to the side and his massive cock slowly sawed into her sodden pussy, going as deep as possible to maximize its lubrication for what was to come. The feeling of it briefly kissing her womb sent shockwaves throughout her body and she hugged the tank like a woman drowning, her body wracked by a small orgasm just from him putting it in. Already panting and incoherent from pleasure even before the one minute mark, she was completely unprepared for it when he decided to pull out and roughly ram his cock straight up her tight ass without slowing down at all. She shook and moaned out loud, all thoughts of staying quiet all but forgotten as he bottomed out in her, stretching her out and taming her ass just as completely as their first time together. It felt incredible, a perfect mixture of pleasure and pain that made both her pussy and her girl dick throb. She was in heaven.
"Yes!! Pound this cock-hungry ass-pussy! Punish it! Ah, fuck~!"
Being used when they were at school always got her off faster, especially if there was a chance that someone might hear her whimpering and moaning like a cheap whore. Today was no different. It had only been a few minutes of rough anal pounding, with his cock bullying her prostate on every stroke, but she was already giving off all the tell-tale signs of a bitch in heat approaching her breaking point. She whimpered, muttering over and over under her breath how much she loved him as her knuckles began turning white around the tank. As her voluptuous body trembled in ecstasy she turned her head and bit down on the sleeve of her shirt, letting out a muffled scream as she came and shot her load onto the toilet seat. Just moments later his grip on her wide hips tightened and he let out a low drawn-out growl as he deposited a creamy load of his own deep within her bowels, the sensation of his release pushing her into another orgasm. Not only did she love the feeling itself but knowing that it happened because her body had given her boyfriend pleasure thrilled her to no end. As he rested on her back, both of them trembling from the wild ride, she gazed up at him lovingly and planted a slow tender kiss on his cheek.
"Mmmh… You're so good to me, sweetie."
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One day after a particularly noisy session their usual post-fuck cuddling in their stall was cut short when they suddenly heard a gasp coming from above. Looking up, they noticed the top of someone's head quickly ducking back down behind the dividing wall of the stall. Lenore hesitated but her boyfriend was quick to pull himself back into his pants and step out of the stall. He knocked on the door to the adjacent stall.
"Open up. We just want to talk to you."
After about half a minute of absolute silence, the couple heard soft footsteps from inside the stall and after a few more moments' of hesitation the door was finally unlocked. Lenore was pulled inside by her boyfriend who then promptly locked the door behind them.
Sitting on the toilet seat was little bookish Deborah, the unassuming but cute mouse girl who somehow always seemed to find herself in the exact same classes as either Lenore or her boyfriend. In spite of her obvious interest in them, something oft discussed by the couple, she had been the last person they would have ever expected to spy on them during Lenore's special relaxation time. Her boyfriend looked at the wildly blushing mouse who most of all looked like she wanted to flush herself down the drain to escape from the awkward situation that she now found herself in.
"Deborah? What're you doing here?"
"I-I… Um…"
The girl was speechless, desperately wracking her brain to come up with a halfway decent explanation for why she had been peeking over the stall divider but failing miserably. Lenore's eyes narrowed as her confused expression was replaced by one of suspicion.
"Deborah, were you spying on us while you played with yourself?"
Deborah did not need to say anything. Her body language did all the talking for her, the drooping of her ears as she blushed even harder all but outright admitting to them exactly what she had been doing. The mouse girl had expected them to be mad at her but when she looked up, she was shocked to see that the couple was anything but. Instead a set of strangely reassuring smiles were plastered onto their faces, Lenore practically purring at the smaller girl.
"Don't worry, little mouse. We're not mad at you. You know, I was just about to clean my boyfriend's big beautiful cock, but I think maybe you should do it now. You know, to apologize for spying on us. Sounds fair, doesn't it?"
Lenore gestured to her boyfriend who pulled out his cock with a wry grin. The little mouse girl visibly swallowed as she stared in awe at the hefty piece of cock meat hanging in front of her. It looked so much bigger up close and she found herself unable to look away as she blushed even harder than before.
"I-I…"
After a moment of silence Lenore seemed to grow bored and wrapped her fingers around her boyfriend's cock, pumping it a few times. Then, smiling wickedly, she used the tip to smear their combined juices across Deborah's face in a degrading but playful manner. Against her best efforts the mouse girl shuddered excitedly as she felt the weight of the meaty cock settle almost oppressively against her cheek. The cause of her shudder was more than clear to the couple as Deborah was now all but panting with arousal, the degradation only adding to her increasingly perverse enjoyment of the situation.
"What's the matter, Deborah? Don't you want to have a taste of this magnificent stallion prick? After all, that's why you were spying on us, wasn't it?"
Deborah leaned back and it took her a few seconds to regain her faculties, already so cock-drunk that she had to comically shake her head before she was again able to gather her thoughts long enough to stammer out an answer.
"No! I mean yes! I mean… I-I… I've been watching you two for a while, and ever since you started dating, I… Oh god. I-I… Oh, Lenore! I'm so sorry for spying on you, but I couldn't help myself. Y-you're both so sexy, and I-I… I haven't been to stop thinking about you. P-please, just… just… punish me. Punish me with your big cocks!!"
Deborah moaned out loud as she made her confession and gave another shudder of excitement, obviously having grown even more aroused. She frantically reached up under her skirt with a trembling hand and let out another drawn-out moan as she reached her damp panties, quickly pulling them aside to roughly insert a couple of fingers. The usually so prim and proper valedictorian was now shamelessly fingering herself in front of the couple, the depraved display causing both of their cocks to slowly grow erect again. The mouse girl was blushing even harder now but shamelessly continued staring at the throbbing shaft in front of her face with a hungry look in her eyes as her fingers worked her aching pussy, outright panting like a cock-starved bitch in heat. Lenore smiled. She knew just the cure for that.
Giving her boyfriend's horse cock a few more loving pumps, Lenore aimed it towards the panting mouth of the little mouse slut sitting between them. As the large head pressed into her mouth, stretching it wide open, Deborah squeezed her eyes tightly shut and moaned with what sounded like relief. It was finally happening, and it felt so good. She began to bob her head up and down on the large shaft, trying to get used to its size, while the couple took turns gently stroking her hair and Lenore cooed reassuringly.
"The~ere you go. A~all the way in. That's a good girl. Such a good little mousie."
In spite of a part of her that still felt ashamed of her behavior, the little mouse looked up with a happy expression on her face, obviously loving all the attention that she was now getting from her two crushes. She allowed herself to giggle gleefully, her stuffed mouth turning the sound into an unintelligible moan. Just then Lenore, who had begun feeling a little left out, slowly pulled aside her own panties to free her throbbing girl cock. With a drawn-out moan of her own and a wide smile she began to rub it against Deborah's cheek, leaving a trail of pre-cum on the mouse girl's face.
"You need to apologize to me, as well. I might not be as big as m-"
Lenore was not able to finish her sentence before little Deborah had pulled her mouth off her boyfriend's cock and stuffed it full of delicious girl cock. She again began to bob her head up and down, taking a good long while to savor this new delicacy before finally releasing it from her lips with a loud smack. Grinning almost manically, the now thoroughly cock-drunk mouse girl once again shuddered in depraved delight as she eyed the large members throbbing just inches from her face. She lovingly rubbed them against her face.
"Mmmh, they're both so b-beautiful. Please, let me worship your big cocks forever."
As their newly self-appointed suck slave began to fist her new playthings and lovingly suck them off, one after the other, Lenore felt her boyfriend's fingers curl into her hair as he pulled her lips to his. She moaned into his mouth as their lips pressed together, her moans only increasing as he reached down to possessively squeeze one of her big tits. Pulling back from the passionate kiss, she smiled at her boyfriend as a strand of saliva momentarily connected their mouths. Lenore bit her lower lip hard as she once more felt little Deborah's hungry mouth slide down the length of her girl cock.
"Mmmh, that's right, sweetie. I'm still your slut. We both are, now. Isn't that right, Deborah?"
The mouse girl moaned in affirmation, her only real response being to pull her mouth off of Lenore's girl cock and sliding it back down onto the horse-sized prick next to it. She knew the larger girl was right about her being a slut, too, and there was no reason to try and lie to herself about it. She knew that she would happily let the couple do whatever they wanted to her, just as long as they kept feeding her their beautiful big cocks. There was no way she would ever be able to refuse such big delicious treats when they were offered freely or, even better, when forced upon her. The thought made her shudder again before being interrupted by the feeling of soft plump lips kissing up her neck and across her cheeks. Lenore had joined her on the seat and was now licking at the edges of the mouse girl's little mouth, right where her lips formed an airtight seal around the massive cock threatening to choke her. After a few moments the larger girl grew impatient and simply pulled her prize from between the mouse girl's lips, a loud pop ensuing when it was only very reluctantly released.
"Mine."
Lenore playfully stuck out her tongue at the mouse girl before leaning in with a giggle to give her a short but very passionate kiss, a consolation prize for stealing away her toy. Deborah was left out of breath by the end of it and could only stare in awe as those same lips then almost effortlessly began to deep-throat the meaty cock right in front of the mouse girl's face. The way that Lenore offered up her mouth completely to please that big monster looked so beautiful to Deborah that it was almost like a work of art, the little mouse girl feeling both jealous and grateful at the same time as the display served to only further enflame her already burning womanhood. She moaned as she touched herself again, biting her lip so as to not disturb the performance unfolding in front of her. This continued for a few minutes, the larger girl occasionally glancing over at the mouse girl who kept touching herself, unable and unwilling to look away.
Eventually Lenore released her boyfriend's turgid cock, offering it back to the panting and trembling Deborah who was quick to grab it and stuff as much into her mouth as she could fit, almost gagging herself in the process. She moaned in delight at finally being reunited with the tasty piece of meat and the pace of her fingers between her legs increased as her tastebuds rejoiced. Lenore chuckled before leaning in and kissing the mouse girl on the cheek.
"Now you try, little mouse. Just like I showed you."
With another kiss Lenore got back up and joined her boyfriend in front of the mouse girl, slowly pumping her girl cock as she watched Deborah's attempts at replicating her own deep-throat skills on the monster throbbing in her tiny hand. She was obviously struggling, her little throat simply not able to stretch that far, and after a few minutes Lenore decided to take pity on her. With a chuckle she poked the mouse's nose with her own erection.
"Wanna practice on something a little smaller first?"
Deborah, her mind all but reduced to base animal instincts and desires at this point, was unable to provide any kind of coherent response. Instead she merely moaned happily as she switched to the girl cock taking it into her other hand as she began to lovingly jerk off both rods. Her entire world had been reduced to this. Every thought was focused on worshipping the big cocks in front of her. Sliding the thick shafts into her hungry mouth, as deep as they would go, and running her tongue all over them as she reveled in their taste. Some small part of her desperately wanted to masturbate but doing so would require releasing one of her prizes and that was simply unthinkable. She needed both of these beautiful cocks. She needed to feel them sliding along her lips, throbbing inside her mouth, dominating her with their sheer size, but most of all she needed to satisfy them. She wanted to be a good girl for her crushes, just a good little obedient mouse girl, and to know that it was her mouth that had gotten them off. She realized that she had never wanted anything so much in all her life and descended hungrily on Lenore's girl cock with renewed fervor, finally managing to take the head deep into her throat.
The sudden tightness of the mouse girl's throat caused Lenore to let out a long moan before grabbing the smaller girl by the hair and proceeding to fuck her throat with long hard strokes, her previous gentleness now replaced by the overwhelming need to rape the tight little throat tightly stretched around her cock.
"Mmmh, fuck~! Take it, you stupid little slut!!"
Lenore pressed Deborah's head into her crotch, the mouse girl moaning excitedly at being manhandled so roughly. She then glanced over at her boyfriend with a desperate look in her eyes. With her cock still deeply embedded in the throat of the little mouse girl Lenore hiked up her skirt, wriggling her big panty-covered ass playfully. Her boyfriend was quick to take the hint, breaking into another wry grin smile as he pulled aside her panties and slid his spit-covered member straight up her ass without any hesitation. As her ass was once again dominated by the horse cock that she loved so much, Lenore could only grit her teeth and tremble in a depraved mixture of pain and pleasure. Truth be told, with a boyfriend this hung becoming a pain slut had been all but inevitable for her.
"Oh god, pound it! Fucking' pound it! It hurts so good! Your big horse cock hurts so fuckin' good~!!"
Holding the smaller girl in place as her boyfriend's thrusts pushed her into Deborah's throat over and over again, Lenore finally came with a strangled scream as her girl cock began to unload into the mouse girl's throat. Delirious and giddy from the breath-play unwarily forced upon her by the larger girl, Deborah did nothing but moan happily as ropes of cum were shot down her gullet. Eventually Lenore's cock would stop twitching and her tight hold on the smaller girl's hair was once again replaced by gentle stroking. The mouse girl instinctively began to clean the slowly deflating girl cock before finally releasing it from her mouth and giving it a small but almost reverent kiss, the larger girl petting her lovingly all the while.
"Mmmh… Apology accepted, little mouse."
Deborah looked up at Lenore with something akin to pride. Her makeup had been ruined completely by this point, she had tears in her eyes from gagging so much and was still trying to catch her breath, but she was unable to keep from smiling happily. The larger girl chuckled at the cute little mouse, joining her on the seat again before pressing her plump lips to Deborah's cheek. The mouse girl giggled as she licked her fingers clean, savoring the mingled flavors of her crushes.
"You both taste so good~."
"Sounds like you're ready for more. Good. I wasn't the only one you spied on, remember?"
Lenore's boyfriend stepped closer. Deborah squirmed again at the sight of the still-throbbing horse cock in front of her, biting her lip as her hand instinctively dropped back down between her legs to soothe the resurfacing tingling there. She knew she was going to get used again, made to worship that delicious meat with her hungry little mouth, and although she knew that she should have probably been scared, the thought just turned her on so much. She felt like such a slut, submitting to these two in a public bathroom, but it also felt so right, like this was exactly where she was supposed to be. Lenore's boyfriend rubbed the head of his bitch breaker against the mouse girl's lips and Deborah trembled, a low moan escaping her lips. Oh god, he was so much bigger than Lenore. A few moments later her fingers slid inside her throbbing pussy. As she came again and her mouth opened in a long drawn-out moan, Lenore's boyfriend gently placed his hand behind her neck. Still riding out her orgasm, the mouse girl continued to tremble and moan as her mouth was slowly filled to the brim with cock. He smiled down at her.
"You ready, little mouse?"
Deborah looked up at Lenore's boyfriend as he stroked her hair. Being treated so gently by her crushes made her weak in the knees, especially this big dick stud who was capable of utterly destroying a little thing like her. She smiled and moaned in affirmation, nodding her head as she slowly sucked the meat in her mouth, still lightly playing with her wet mouse hole. She was definitely ready for more. Her crush smiled as he tightened his grip and began to press himself right to the back of her thought. He was being very rough with her, his size causing the little mouse to gag as his gentleness was replaced by the need to finally blow his load. Tears formed in Deborah's eyes as her mouth was once again treated like a sex toy, her face held in place so she could not escape, and she fucking loved it. This was her proper place. With another cock-muffled moan the fingers between her thighs sped up. Lenore cooed affectionately as she gave her another peck on the cheek.
"Mmmh… That's right, little mouse. Show us what a good girl you are."
The mouse girl trembled. Had she been able to talk, she would probably have been thanking the couple for allowing her to worship their wonderful cocks. Instead she simply let herself get used, doing her best to suppress her gag reflex as she submitted completely to the pounding that her little mouth was now receiving. She loved listening to the boy groaning louder as his thrusting sped up, knowing that it was her mouth that made him groan. It was such a turn-on, feeling herself reduced to a thing that he simply used to get his rocks off. A mouse-shaped sex toy. He began to pound her mouth harder, his hands clutching her head almost painfully.
"Fuck, I'm comin'~!!"
Deborah moaned in giddy anticipation as she felt the monster pounding her mouth start to twitch. She wanted to taste that cum so badly. She had for a good long while, and now it was finally going to be hers. Lenore's boyfriend growled as his horse cock exploded, flooding her little mouth with an overwhelming serving of his seed. The mouse girl squeezed her eyes shut, her whole body shaking as the depravity of being turned into an oral cum dumpster pushed her over the edge again. Thankfully the monster lodged in her mouth muffled what would have otherwise been a screaming orgasm, the hands still firmly grasping her head preventing her from pulling away even as she momentarily blacked out from the sheer pleasure exploding outwards from between her legs.
A moment later she came to, Lenore's boyfriend still holding her head as he fed his cum to the shivering mouse girl. Deborah quickly swallowed with a loud gulp to make room for more of the wonderful treat. She had managed to keep it from spilling onto her school uniform but her face was a mess, soaked with sweat and streaked with all the cum that had leaked out. After a few more mouthfuls, each of them as delicious as the first, the horse cock between her lips finally stopped spurting and the hands on her head lifted. Deborah was finally able to slowly pull her mouth off the spent member with a pop, albeit not before she made sure that it was nice and clean. Leaning against the wall of stall, Lenore's boyfriend looked down at the little mouse with a smile as he caught his breath. With her thoroughly well-fucked face and those cute little whiskers, she looked a wonderful combination of adorable and slutty. It also looked like she needed a little assistance.
"Help her out, babe."
Lenore leaned over, purring affectionately as she attacked the smaller girl with a deep kiss, her tongue hungrily forcing its way into Deborah's mouth in search of a nice creamy treat. The mouse girl moaned in bliss and clung to Lenore as another smaller orgasm coursed through her. After their deep kiss, the mouse, now completely out of breath, simply sat there with a satisfied grin as her crush languidly licked at her smiling face to get as much of her boyfriend's sweet semen for herself as possible. After a minute or so Lenore punctuated the little clean-up session with another big kiss for the mouse girl.
"Mmmh, yum! Such a tasty little mouse. I think we should keep her."
Deborah giggled at the lewd compliment, relishing the feeling of having one of her crushes kissing her and licking her clean after they had marked her so thoroughly with their seed. She knew that she should be ashamed for acting like such slut, outright begging to taste their meaty cocks, but she only felt lucky. She had fantasized about something like this so many times, so many late-night orgasms squeezed from her little body as her imagination ran wild with thoughts of being a submissive sex toy for the couple, and now it had finally happened. It had been better than anything she had ever dared to dream and now that she had finally experienced it, she knew that that she wanted more. She needed more. The thought of losing whatever this was scared her, so much so that without really thinking about it, the mouse girl instinctively responded to Lenore's comment in a shy but determined voice.
"Yes, please keep me."
Surprised at her own forwardness, Deborah's hand flew up in front of her mouth as her eyes went wide. She once again blushed fiercely, embarrassed at her own sluttiness but also fearing that she might have jinxed this whole thing by being too aggressive. The couple's reaction, however, was merely to start fawning over her, taking turns smothering her with kisses and stroking her hair as they called her their good little girl over and over, acting almost as if she had been their actual daughter. The mouse girl first squeaked in embarrassment but soon found herself leaning into their caresses like a playful kitten. All this affection from her crushes quickly allayed all of her fears as her insides filled with a warm fuzzy feeling, the warmth of the delicious semen in her tummy only adding to her pleasure. She could definitely get used to this. Deborah smiled to herself. There was no way this day could get any better. Lenore leaned in to whisper to the little mouse girl.
"Deborah, do you wanna go to the prom with us?"