01A: B&B Break [BB, Bonnie]
For some reason, slow spring afternoons at the BBB&B were a time when BB tended to be even more mischievous than she usually was. Perhaps it was the conflict between wanting to go outside and enjoy the bright sunny day, and having to stay inside just in case some work came up, even when that was unlikely, making her antsy.
Whatever the cause was, the outcome was usually the same – BB would rope whoever was nearby into something to entertain herself, whether that be throwing bottles into the recycling bin after bouncing them off of Bazooka’s napping body, telling scary stories to the children hanging out in the lobby while their parents used the gym, or, in this case, pulling open Bonnie’s shirt while she was working at the front desk and playing with her big, squishy tiddies.
Bonnie had protested this at first, of course, but when BB’s magic fingers and lips started hitting her sweet spots the way only BB could, she gave up, bracing her hands on the desk and enjoying the little stings of pleasure coursing through her body. It had been awhile since she’d gotten any action, hadn’t it?
BB herself had actually been pleasantly surprised at how easily Bonnie gave up the whole “ooooh noooo what if guests come in and seeeeee???” spiel, and even more so by how strong a reaction she was getting just from playing with the blonde’s boobs. Bonnie was squirming, mewling, clawing at the desk, and thrusting her chest forward, desperate to somehow fit even more of her tit meat into BB’s hungry mouth. Eyes shut, body quivering, cheeks hot.
Releasing the nipple from between her lips for just a bit, BB said, “‘Ey, baby girl, if yer gettin’ worked up, then ride it out~”
She extended her leg out in between Bonnie’s, gave it a little pat, and the blonde immediately jumped at the opportunity. She dropped her crotch down over BB’s thick, toned thigh and started grinding hard, fast, and desperately.
BB hadn’t quite been ready for how strongly Bonnie was going to buck up against her, and she caught the edge of the front desk against her lower back before managing to stabilize.
Recognizing the sudden quickening of Bonnie’s rolling hips, BB went for the finish, locking her teeth around a nipple and chomping with just the right amount of pressure.
“Oh, fuck…!” In no time, Bonnie was cumming, drenching her panties in juices, all while BB’s slobber soaked every inch of her breasts.
Bonnie’s arms locked around BB’s waist, and her chin settled onto her shoulder to provide herself some support during her recovery. “Ohhhh my goooood, BB that was fucking in-”
Opening her eyes for the first time in a while, Bonnie instantly froze, noticing several guests waiting patiently on the lobby couches, obviously having bore witness to everything.
As Bonnie squealed and ducked beneath the front desk to get her top back on, BB aimed a finger gun at the guests, clicking her tongue. “‘Eyyy, y’all enjoy the show? Book an expensive-enough stay and maybe you’ll get to see even more~, heheh!”
01B: Close Call [Hiroto, Ms. Holt]
“Haaaaagh…! Fuck! FUCK! YES!” The headmaster of Hook Haven High School blurted out as Hiroto suddenly stood up from the couch and pushed her fat, chocolate tits up against the windows at the back of her office, his meaty cock pounding away at her from behind.
Hiroto’s thrusts were hard and rough – he’d just spent the day’s shift listening to Ms. Holt nitpick every single thing he’d done, and was taking it all out on her. Luckily for him, the headmaster, as much as she’d never admit it, loved getting railed like this. She’d probably chew him out over his rough treatment afterwards, but in the moment, she was all about it, throwing her ass back into him as much as she could and gasping like a shameless whore with each thrust.
While her mind was clouded in pleasure and her senses were on the verge of completely shutting down, Ms. Holt did manage to remember that they were fucking in the middle of the school day, and now that Hiroto had pushed her up against the windows, there was a chance someone could see.
“W-wait…! Ngh! Hanohano…!” She growled, eyes rolling into the back of her head as another orgasm rushed through her body and milk from her gorgeous tits splattered across the glass. “H-Hano…hano…! S-someone might – ffffngh! – see us…!”
Hiroto couldn’t help but smirk. Wouldn’t that be great? The high and mighty, mean-ass Ms. Holt getting caught by a student or teacher having her ass obliterated in her office by an employee and former student. As much as most of the students hated and feared the headmaster, every one of them could see clear as day how hot she was, and all of them would be replaying the image of Hiroto pounding her brains out for years to come.
Ms. Holt’s heart rate began to spike as she heard footsteps outside of the building approaching from the side. Someone was coming, and they would see. But she couldn’t do anything to get out of the way in time. All of her strength had been sapped from numerous climaxes, and even if that weren’t the case, Hiroto was much stronger than her anyway, rendering her completely under his control. “H-HANOHANO! P-please…!”
Just before they could be caught, Hiroto pulled Ms. Holt down to the floor beneath him, out of sight of whoever was outside.
As relief washed over Ms. Holt, she felt Hiroto pierce her pussy as deeply as he could, blasting his jizz into her womb with the force of a firehose. Mmmmmm, such a big FUCKING load… she thought to herself, relishing in the warmth of every spurt painting her insides.
He then poked his head into her line of sight, and gave her that annoyingly-cute smile of his. “Haha, sorry, Ms. H! Guess I got a little carried away because of how good you felt! My bad!”
She rolled her eyes. She knew he’d done that on purpose. As much as he was seemingly trying to change into a decent person, there was definitely still plenty of the old, punk-ass, troublemaking Hiroto Hanohano in there. He’d absolutely been getting his kicks manhandling her like that.
“You…” she said, trying to regain her breath. “You are in so much goddamn trouble…”
“Heheh…yeah, I guess that’s fair.”
She reached down to her crotch and grabbed hold of his cock, still buried half-way into her, giving it a squeeze. “After I clean you off. Br…bring it here…” She commanded, holding her mouth wide open.
“Whatever makes you happy, ma’am!” Hiroto replied, pulling out of her and dropping his fat hog across her face.
There seemed to be very, very few things in life that made Ms. Holt happy. Luckily for Hiroto, his dick was one of them.
01C: Dirty Distraction [Gisela]
Geo had run through this level of GRUDGE GUNNER numerous times on the hardest difficulty, but today he was repeatedly failing, oftentimes not even making it halfway through the first stage before getting shredded to pieces by the in-game ghouls hounding him.
As yet another failure came his way, he took a quick break to wipe the sweat forming on his forehead with his sleeve. He only had three more tries to clear the level before he would fail the bet, which would make him responsible for cleaning the apartment for the next month, a punishment he was none too keen on accepting.
The reason for his constant failures? His roommate Gisela, knelt down in front of him, squeezing his cock between her gigantic tits. He’d been bragging about being able to beat the level without breaking a sweat, and she’d challenged him to succeed while being distracted with a titfuck. He’d accepted the bet, thinking that, not only would he get to make the game his bitch, but his roommate too.
As the clock ticked…it seemed he would meet neither of those goals.
He finally managed to find some momentum in the game, only to feel Gisela squish her tits together, practically suffocating his cock. That was too much. He thrust up into her breasts and came for a third time, despite no longer having any real juice inside his balls. He died again.
“Only two more tries, puppy,” Gisela said, her blank gray stare making him even more nervous. “What happened to being ‘a god’ at this game?”
Geo grit his teeth, crinkling his toes. Every time he came, she continued pleasuring his dick without stopping. It’d been torturous levels of overstimulation, but he just had to deal with it. It was just part of the distraction.
His dick began to ache, but still got hard yet again. It was impossible not to, what with Gisela’s perfect, plush tits working it from all angles, burying it in her soft, pale flesh.
He started up his penultimate try, focusing as much as he could on this run, fingers working overtime to carry out every wall run, triple jump, headshot, and parry necessary to cut through the horde of enemies strewn throughout the level.
Down below, Gisela pressed her hands inward and brought her tits down as low as she could. Geo’s dick was pretty big, but even pretty big dicks had trouble breaking through the sheer mass of her boobs. The tip just barely managed to poke out from between her cleavage, and she leaned down, flicking the tip with her tongue out from between her green-coated lips for a mere fraction of a second.
“Agh, shit…!” he hissed, dick twitching, on the verge of yet another orgasm. One that would likely be more ache than bliss at this point. It took all of his strength to keep himself from getting too distracted to lose focus on the game, but he ultimately failed, losing his grip on the controller, and dying in game yet again.
Taking a little break on the Game Over screen, he looked down at his roommate and her perpetual stoic face. “Last chance,” she said, right before she started clapping her tits around him at a fast pace.
“Goddammit!” he growled, wanting nothing more than to just lay there and enjoy the titfuck, but he had one more run. His pride as a gamer wouldn’t let him just give up. He’d come too far and cum too many times to just quit now. Yeah…this was going to be it! The successful run, wherein he’d claim victory on the bet, rub it in Gisela’s face that he was the better GRUDGE GUNNER player, and get to watch her clean the apartment for the next month, while he could kick back and relax like a slob!
The second he started the next run, she wrapped her lips around his dick, and he exploded, nutting so hard he launched the controller halfway across the living room. His character was immediately dogpiled by the enemies, and slain without taking a single step.
As Geo convulsed on the couch, riding out his orgasm, Gisela pulled her mouth away from his cock, leaving behind a shiny, wet, green lipstick mark around his shaft. “Game over, puppy. You lose.”
While Geo lay there, too exhausted to move, Gisela got up to her feet, slipped her fat tits back into her shirt, picked up the controller, sat down on the couch beside him, and cleared the level with perfect execution, earning the highest score possible.
The Gun God Gisela refused to let anyone believe themselves to be superior to her at any game.
