Chapter 1: Introduction
Samantha stood in front of
Siarra's dorm room door, her heart pounding like a drum in her chest. She took a deep breath, steeling herself for what was sure to be a confrontation. Siarra, the tall, imposing figure with an endless supply of cruelty, had been tormenting her boyfriend Matt for weeks now. The final straw had been yesterday, when Siarra had humiliated Matt at practice yesterday.
She knocked on the door, the sound echoing in the quiet hallway.
A moment later, the door swung open, revealing Siarra in all her intimidating glory. Her eyes, a striking crimson, raked over Samantha, taking in her wild red hair, her DD breasts straining against her tank top, and her tight jeans that hugged her ass like a second skin.
"Well, well, well," Siarra purred, her voice a low, sultry growl. "If it isn't little Matt's girlfriend. What brings you to my humble abode, red?"
Samantha bristled at the nickname, but she held her ground. She took in the sight of the goth woman, she was in a workout outfit, with a sports bra barely containing her ample bust and tight yoga pants with a large bulge between her legs. She was covered in sweat, clearly having been working out before Sam interrupted her.
Her muscular frame and tall stature made Samantha feel small, but she squared her shoulders, determined not to back down.
"I'm here because I'm tired of your bullshit, Siarra. You've been picking on Matt for weeks, and it's got to stop."
Siarra chuckled, a low, sinister sound that sent a shiver down Samantha's spine. "Oh, is that what this is? A little intervention? How sweet." She stepped aside, allowing Samantha to enter her room.
The dorm was dimly lit, filled with black furniture and gothic decorations. Posters of heavy metal bands adorned the walls, and the air was thick with the scent of sweat and sex. Samantha knew of the rumors, how Siarra slept with half the women on campus. She could feel the weight of those conquests in the room, like a physical force pressing down on her.
"Kinda pathetic that little bitch has to have his girlfriend fight his battles for him, why don't you just dump that loser?" Siarra said, her voice dripping with disdain.
Samantha clenched her fists, nails digging into her palms. "Fuck you, Siarra. Matt is a good guy, and he doesn't deserve your shit."
Siarra laughed, a sound like thunder. "Feisty, aren't you, red? I like that." She stepped closer, close enough that Samantha could see the sweat glistening on her skin, could smell the raw, musky scent of her.
"You know, there's a way you could make me stop, red."
Samantha's eyes widened. She knew what Siarra was suggesting, but she couldn't believe she was serious. "What are you talking about?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.
Siarra smirked, her eyes raking over Samantha's body. "I need a release, red. And you look like you'd be more than capable of giving me one." She reached out, her hand cupping Samantha's cheek.
Samantha flinched, but didn't pull away. Siarra's touch was surprisingly gentle, her thumb brushing over Samantha's lower lip.
"You're so fucking beautiful, red. I bet you taste even better."
Samantha's breath hitched, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew she should leave, should tell Siarra to fuck off and walk away. But there was something about this woman, something dark and dangerous that drew her in.
Siarra's other hand moved to Samantha's waist, pulling her closer.
Samantha could feel the heat radiating from Siarra's body, could see the massive bulge in her yoga pants growing larger. She could feel her own breath coming in short gasps, her body responding to Siarra's touch despite her mind screaming at her to stop.
"One blowjob. And you stop going near Matt" Samantha said, her voice barely a whisper. He eyes locked to Siarra's promident bulge, wondering how large the conceilded beast truly was.
Siarra smirk and simply walked over to her bed and sat down, her legs wide open, showing off her bulge which had grown at Sam's words. "Not good enough Red, gonna need your lips whenever I'm pent up
. But I promise I'll stop fucking with your boyfriend."
Samantha's eyes widened at the demand, but then she remembered why she was here in the first place. She took a deep breath and slowly nodded her head. "Fine."
Siarra let out a low moan and started to rub on the bulge in her pants. "That's a good girl. Now come here."
Samantha took a few steps forward, her heart pounding in her chest. She looked down at Siarra's crotch, her eyes taking in the size of the bulge.
It was enormous, like nothing she had ever seen before. She licked her lips, her mouth suddenly dry.
Siarra noticed her looking and chuckled. "Like what you see, red?" She slid her hands to the waistband of her yoga pants, slowly pulling them down to reveal her massive cock. It was almost a foot long, thick and veiny, with a large, purple head dripping with pre-cum.
Samantha's eyes widened in shock. She had heard the rumors about Siarra, about her being a futanari, but she had never seen anything like this before.
The cock was monstrous, a thick, veiny shaft that was easily as long as her forearm. The head was a dark purple, glistening with pre-cum, and the sight of it made Samantha's mouth water despite herself.
"Fuck, you're a big girl," Samantha murmured, her voice barely a whisper.
Siarra laughed, a low, throaty sound that sent a shiver down Samantha's spine. "Oh? Little Matt doesn't measure up, who could have guessed."
Siarra smirked, absently stroking her massive cock, spreading the pre-cum that leaked from the tip.
Samantha's cheeks flushed, heat spreading through her at the sight of Siarra's obscene pride. "You're sick," she whispered, but her body betrayed her, her nipples hardening beneath her shirt, her pussy growing damp.
Siarra laughed, a deep, rumbling sound.
"Oh, baby, you ain't seen nothing yet." She crooked a finger at Samantha, beckoning her closer. "Come on over here and let's get this party started."
Samantha hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest. This was crazy. This was insane. This was...exciting. She took a deep breath and stepped forward, kneeling between Siarra's spread legs.
"That's it, red," Siarra purred. "Now, let's see what those pretty lips can do."
Samantha leaned in, her breath ghosting over Siarra's cock.
She could smell the musky scent of her arousal, could see the way her massive member twitched and throbbed in anticipation. She reached out, her small hand wrapping around the base of Siarra's cock. It was hot to the touch, throbbing under her grip. She couldn't believe how thick it was, how much it dwarfed her hand.
Siarra let out a low groan, her hips bucking slightly as Samantha's fingers closed around her. "Fuck, that feels good, red. Now, use that pretty little mouth of yours."
Samantha took a deep breath, her heart pounding in her chest.
She looked up at Siarra, their eyes locking for a moment before she leaned in, her tongue darting out to lick the pre-cum from the tip of Siarra's cock. The taste was salty and musky, and Samantha couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
"Fuck, you're good at that," Siarra groaned, her fingers tangling in Samantha's red hair, guiding her head as she bobbed up and down, taking more of Siarra's massive cock into her mouth.
It was overwhelming, the size and the taste and the smell of Siarra. She though she was blessed, her boyfriend was also rather well endowed, 7 inches and rather thick as well. But Siarra dwarfed Matt's cock. She took more of Siarra into her mouth, her lips stretching around the thick shaft, her jaw aching as she tried to take more. She could taste the pre-cum leaking from the tip, could feel the way Siarra's cock throbbed in her mouth, could hear the way the other woman groaned and cursed as she worked her.
"Fuck, red," Siarra hissed, her hips bucking up, thrusting her cock deeper into Samantha's mouth. "You suck cock like a fucking pro."
Sucking cock was something she prided herself in. Her boyfriend Matt, her exs and other lovers, she always got compliments for her skills. Siarra was a lot more to handle though. Her cock was a monster, her pre-cum was dripping like a fucking river, filling Samantha's mouth. She could taste the saltiness, the muskiness of it.
"God, that fucking mouth," Siarra moaned, fisting Samantha's hair tighter, guiding her head up and down her cock.
Samantha gagged as Siarra hit the back of her throat. She pulled back, gasping for breath, her eyes watering.
Siarra chuckled, a low, throaty sound that sent shivers down Samantha's spine. "You OK, red? You look like you're about to choke."
Samantha nodded, wiping the spit and pre-cum from her lips with the back of her hand. "Fuck you," she muttered, her voice barely audible. "Oh, baby, we're just getting started." She reached down, her fingers cupping Samantha's chin, guiding her head back towards her cock.
"Now, be a good little slut and suck it like you mean it."
Samantha hesitated for a moment before leaning back in, her lips wrapping around the head of Siarra's cock. She started to suck, her tongue swirling around the tip, tasting the salty pre-cum that leaked from it. Siarra let out a low groan, her hips bucking slightly, pushing more of her cock into Samantha's mouth.
Siarra's taunting voice was silenced for the moment as Samantha had 8 inches of fat futa cock shoved down her throat. She reminded herself that she was doing this for Matt
, to make sure Siarra left him alone. But as she looked up, Siarra's crimson eyes piercing into her own, she couldn't help but feel a thrill.
Her mouth was stretched wide around the thick cock, her lips pressed against Siarra's heated skin. She could feel the massive veins pulsing beneath her tongue, could taste the endless flow of pre-cum that coated her mouth. She resist the urge to gag as Siarra's cock hit the back of her throat.
The only sounds in the small dorm room were
the wet, sloppy noises of Samantha's mouth working on Siarra's cock, and the occasional groan or curse that escaped from Siarra's lips.
Samantha's jaw ached from the effort of taking Siarra's massive cock into her mouth, but she was determined to see this through. She wanted Siarra to stop bullying Matt, and she was willing to do whatever it took to make that happen.
Siarra's grip on Samantha's hair tightened, her hips thrusting upwards, fucking Samantha's face with increasing urgency. Siarra's fat balls slapped against Samantha's chin with each thrust, the sound filling the room like a dirty symphony.
Samantha finally pulled back, Siarra's cock slipping from her mouth with a wet pop. She gasped for breath, her lips glistening with spit and pre-cum, she was surprised Siarra had lasted this long, most guys she had been with came quick when she was this aggressive with blowjobs. But Siarra was a whole different beast. "How do you even walk around with this thing?!" Samantha panted, immediately regretting her words, the cocky goth didn't need her to boost her already mountainous ego.
But before Siarra could respond, the room shook with a loud, insistent knock on the door. Sam panicked looking for a place to hide and moving to get up off her knees but Siarra placed a firm hand on her shoulders and rooted her in place.
Siarra looked down on her with a smirk, "Come in, doors open."
She called out, as if she had nothing to hide, and to Samantha's horror, the door opened.
A tall, athletic girl walked in, with short blonde hair and a wicked smile. It was Sabina, Sam thought terrified, the head cheerleader.
She was wearing her cheerleading uniform, her short skirt hiked up, showing off her toned legs and a glimpse of her black thong. She smirked when she saw Sam on her knees in front of Siarra.
"Sam?! ," Sabrina's smirk quickly turned to a shocked expression as she looked at Sam's kneeling position between Siarra's legs, with a ling of saliva still connecting her lips to the futa's massive cock.
"What the fuck?!" Sabrina exclaimed, her eyes widening in surprise. "Sam, what are you doing?"
Samantha felt her cheeks flush with embarrassment as she tried to stand up but Siarra was still holding her in place. She wiped the remnants of pre-cum from her lips. "It's not what it looks like, Sabrina," she stammered, looking at the floor, unable to meet her Sabrina's gaze. They were never really friends but they were friendly with one another. Sam was part of the Volleyball and track teams so occasionally Sabrina would come to support her team in matches.
Sabrina's eyes were locked on the scene before her, her jaw slack. She looked from Siarra to Samantha, her expression changing from shock to something darker, something more predatory.
She removed her top in one motion, Sabrina's large breasts spilling out. To Sam's shock she walked right next to Sam and kneeled down beside her. "Make some room, would you?"
Sabrina purred, her voice a low, sultry growl as she squeezed in beside Samantha. Her hands immediately went to work on Siarra's thighs, massaging the firm muscle. "We can tame this beast together." Siarra's smirk grew larger at the signt of the
blonde cheerleader kneeling beside Samantha. Her fingers tightened in Samantha's hair, forcing her back onto the massive cock.
Samantha's eyes widened, her heart pounding in her chest. She had been caught in a compromising position, now she was being pressured into participating in a double blowjob with a girl she's barely interacted with. Wait, isn't she dating the star quarter back of the football team, the thought raced through her head. "Sabrina?! Don't you have a boyfriend?"
Samantha asked, her voice a mix of shock and disbelief. She couldn't believe what was happening, couldn't believe that she was about to suck cock with another woman. But the sight of Sabrina's eager hands roaming Siarra's thighs, the way her tits bounced free from her uniform top, it was all too much. She felt a dark thrill coursing through her, a forbidden excitement that made her pussy throb with need.
Sabrina smirked, her eyes never leaving Siarra's massive cock. "Please, I haven't met any boy that could compare to Siarra here. Besides you're one to talk, aren't you going out with that one guy on the basketball team, Mike, Mitch, something like that."
Sabrina accused as she leaned in and licked the tip of Siarra's cock. Samantha watched with growing interest and confusion as Sabrina’s tongue swirled around the head, tasting the precum and making Siarra groan deeply.
"His name is Matt." Sam angryly replied.
"Yeah whatever." Sabrina said muffle with Siarra's cockhead in her mouth.
Siarra had gotten inpatient, "Less talking, more sucking sluts." She shoved Sam's head into her balls as Sabrina took six inches of futa cock into her mouth.
Samantha's eyes watered as she gagged against Siarra's sweaty, musky balls.
"Fuck yeah, that's it," Siarra groaned, her hips thrusting up, fucking both their faces. "Suck that cock, you dirty little sluts. Show me what those pretty little mouths can do."
Samantha felt a surge of anger at Siarra's words. She wasn't a slut, she was doing this for Matt. But despite her thoughts, sh followed Siarra's
command, her tongue snaking out to lick and suck on the huge, heavy balls in front of her. They were hot and sweaty, the sac tight and full, and Samantha could taste the musky, salty tang of Siarra's arousal.
She looked up, her eyes meeting Sabrina's as she took Siarra's cock deeper into her mouth. The cheerleader's eyes were closed, her head bobbing up and down, her lips stretched wide around Siarra's thick shaft.
She made gagging noises as Siarra's cock hit the back of her throat, but she didn't stop. If anything, she seemed to be enjoying it, her hands gripping Siarra's thighs tighter, her nails digging into the flesh.
Siarra groaned and leaned back on the bed. She was on cloud nine right now, she had two beautiful women, with boyfriends, working together to pleasure her. She had been fucking Sabrina for almost a year now, her oblivious boyfriend still
had no clue how much of a slut his girlfriend was. But Samantha was new, she was fresh meat, and Siarra was definitely looking forward to breaking her in.
"That's a good girl, Samantha," Siarra cooed, her voice dripping with patronizing sweetness. "You're a natural at this, I must say."
Samantha's cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and anger. She didn't want to be good at this, didn't want to enjoy the taste of Siarra's cock in her mouth.
But she couldn't deny the way her body responded, the way her pussy throbbed with need as she sucked and licked at the massive cock in front of her.
Sabrina pulled back, her lips making a wet popping sound as they slipped off Siarra's cock. "I want to see you fuck her, Siarra," she purred, her voice thick with desire. "I want to see you fuck her pretty little mouth with that big cock of yours."
Sabrina said as she leaned in and nibbled on Siarra's thighs, her teeth grazing against the smooth skin, leaving red marks.
Siarra chuckled and looked down at Samantha, her eyes darkening with lust. "You heard the cheerleader, red. I'm going to fuck that pretty little mouth of yours until you can't take anymore."
She gripped Samantha's hair tighter, her fingers tangling in the wild red curls. "Open up," she commanded, her voice a low growl.
Samantha hesitated for a moment, her heart pounding in her chest.
She knew what was coming, knew that she was about to be used, abused, and degraded in ways she had never experienced before. But she also knew that she was doing this for Matt, that she was taking one for the team, so to speak.
She looked up at Siarra, her eyes locked onto the other woman's crimson gaze. She opened her mouth slowly, her lips parting to reveal her tongue, wet and ready.
"Fucking do it," Siarra growled, her grip on Samantha's hair tightening, her hips thrusting forward.
Samantha felt the massive cock push into her mouth, filling her completely.
She could barely breathe, could barely think, her entire world reduced to the thick, veiny shaft that was sliding in and out of her mouth.
Siarra groaned, her hips moving in a steady, punishing rhythm as she fucked Samantha's face. "That's it, red," she panted, her voice thick with lust. "Take that cock like a good little slut. You know you want it, don't you?"
Samantha couldn't respond, couldn't do anything but take the cock that was being forced down her throat. She relaxed her throat, allowing Siarra to slide deeper, the head of her cock hitting the back of her mouth.
Now Samantha was really impressed with Siarra's stamina, she had been sucking her for 10 minutes before Sabrina
joined, and she was still going strong.
She could feel Siarra's cockhead pressing against her tonsils, could taste the bitter, musky flavor of her pre-cum as it leaked into her mouth. She gagged slightly, but Siarra didn't stop, didn't slow down. She just kept fucking Samantha's face, her hips moving in a steady, punishing rhythm.
"Get..., fuck, get ready for you're first helping of my cream red
." Siarra groaned, her hips slamming harder into Samantha's face.
Samaratha's eyes watered as she gagged, saliva and pre-cum leaking out of her mouth and onto her chin. She tried to pull back, to catch her breath, but Siarra's grip on her hair kept her in place.
"Stay fucking put, slut," Siarra snarled, her hips slamming forward, her cock almost entirely disappearing into Samantha's mouth.
Samantha's nose pressed against Siarra's flat stomach, her eyes watering as she struggled to breathe. She could feel the massive cock throbbing in her mouth, could taste the bitter, salty flavor of Siarra's pre-cum as it coated her tongue.
Sabrina, not wanting to be left out, shifted her position, and began sucking on Siarra's hefty nutsack, her tongue swirling around each ball, worshipping them with her mouth.
With her cock all eleven inches down Sam's throat and Sabrina worshiping her balls, Siarra let out a guttural moan, her grip tightening even further on Sam's hair. "Shit, that feels so fucking good." She hissed, her hips starting to move faster, her cock starting to piston in and out of Sam's mouth with more force.
At the thought of cumming all over Matt's girlfriend, Siarra's quickly reached the point of no return. She could feel her balls tightening up, her cock swelling up even more as it hit the back of Sam's throat.
Sabrina pulled off Siarra's balls with a pop, and quickly pressed her cheek up against Sam's, creating the perfect canvas for the futa to paint with her cum
.
"Get ready, sluts, here it comes!" Siarra snarled, dragging her cock out of
Samantha's mouth, just enough to expose the glistening, purple head.
Samantha gasped for air, her lungs burning, her eyes watering, as she braced herself for what was about to come. Sabrina, on the other hand, positioned herself perfectly, her cheek pressed against Samantha's, her eyes locked onto Siarra's.
Siarra groaned, her body tensing up as she prepared to unleash her load.
Her balls were drawn up tight, her cock swollen and throbbing, ready to explode. She looked down at the two women beneath her, their faces pressed together, their eyes locked onto her as she finally reached her orgasm.
She grunted, her hips bucking as she felt that first spurt of hot, sticky cum shoot from her cock. Despite still desperately sucking in air, Sam watched with wonder as that first rope of cum shot out and splattered upon both Sabrina and her own forehead, it was larger than Matt's entire load. The second rope of cum landed squarely on her right cheek and the left land of Sabrina's face. The two women were coated in Siarra's hot, sticky cream. Samantha felt her own pussy contract with lust as she watched the futa's cock continue to spray their faces and with more of her cum.
Samantha's face was already coated in a thick layer of it, droplets hanging from her eyelashes and dripping down her chin. Sabrina's face, on the other hand, was covered in a thicker, more substantial layer, her blonde hair matted down by the sticky substance.
Sam opened her mouth to say something but
Siarra wasn't done yet. She continued to pump her hips, her cock pulsing and twitching as more and more cum spilled from the tip, painting the two women's faces like a filthy masterpiece.
Sabrina moaned, her own hand snaking down between her legs, rubbing her clit through her wet panties. She was so turned on, so fucking wet. She loved seeing another woman being used and abused like this, loved seeing the way Samantha's eyes watered and her nose wrinkled as Siarra's cum coated her face.
She loved the way Siarra dominated her, using her like a fuck toy, a plaything to be used and discarded at will.
Finally, Siarra's cock stopped pulsing, the last dribbles of her cum dripping onto Samantha's and Sabrina's faces. She pulled back, her cock slipping from between Samantha's lips with a wet pop.
"Fuck, that was good," she groaned, her breath coming in ragged gasps. She looked down at the mess she had made, at the way Samantha and Sabrina were covered in her cum.
Some of the cum landed on Sam's tongue, for some reason, she wasn't repulsed by taste
, in fact, she found herself wanting more.
Sabrina, now having cum all over her face, reached her fingers and scooped some of the cum into her mouth, licking her fingers clean.
She looked at Siarra with wanton eyes, "Your cum is fucking amazing, Siarra."
Almost instantly, Sam felt a blush creep up her cheeks, seeing Sabrina lick Siarra's cum off her fingers sent a shiver down her spine. She had never seen anything so erotic in her life.
Siarra chuckled, a deep, throaty sound that sent shivers down Samantha's spine.
Sabrina smashed her lips against Sam's
. Sam could taste the salty, bitter flavor of Siarra's cum on her lips, could feel the way Sabrina's tongue invaded her mouth, exploring, tasting. She could feel Sabrina's hand on her breast, her fingers pinching and twisting her nipple through her shirt.
She let out a soft moan, her body betting to respond to the sudden onslaught of sensation. What the fuck is happening to me? She thought, her mind reeling with confusion and desire. She had never been with a woman before, had never even considered the idea.
But as Sabrina's tongue darted into her mouth, tasting of Siarra's cum, she found herself responding. She moaned, her body pressing against Sabrina's, her hands reaching up to tangle in the blonde cheerleader's hair.
Sabrina broke the kiss, her breath coming in short gasps. "Fuck, you taste so good," she whispered, her eyes locked onto Samantha's. Sabrina dragged two fingers across Sam's cheek to scoop up more of Siarra's thick cum, placed it on her tongue, and began making out with Sam again,
sharing the creamy mixture between them.
Samantha, though initially taken aback, started to enjoy the taste of Siarra's cum on Sabrina's mouth. The salty-sweet flavor was something she had never experienced before, and it was exhilarating. She started to kiss Sabrina back with more fervor, her hands gripping the blonde's hair tighter.
They continued to make out, cleaning themselves of Siarra's cum while they did so, until it was all gone.
Samantha felt a wave of satisfaction wash over her, as if she had just completed a challenge. She stopped kissing Sabrina, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath.
"So, wanna have some more fun with us Sam?" Sabrina asked, scooping some cum off her naked chest and bringing it to her mouth.
She only did this to make Siarra stop bullying her boyfriend, still she thought about it for a second longer than she would like to admit.
But she shook her head, clearing her mind. "I'm sorry, I can't. I have a boyfriend."
Sabrina snorted, "Honey, boyfriends don't matter here. You either want in, or you don't. And I can see you do." She leaned in, her breath hot against Samantha's ear. "We had a lot of fun with that little blowjob, didn't we? I bet you'd like some more."
Sabrina's words sent a shiver down Samantha's spine, igniting a fire within her.