“Dancing?” Saul was pretty brain-dead with this gigantic mound of flesh bouncing up and down on his cock, drooling as he groped it hungrily, however, he still had a small part of him which was curious, “Did you say dancing?”
Twerking her ass even faster, her shudder indicated a powerful orgasm had come over her body, but she was eager for more, “GOD YES! Fuck me hard Saul... Yeah yeah yeah...”
She didn't seem to be in a talky mood at the moment, but Saul was enjoying how things were going so far, so he decided to ask for more, “Can you tell me about your dancing Crissy?”
Turning her head, her teeth were biting hard on her fat bottom lip as she continued to quake her booty all over his groin, “Mmm you mean my cam-shows? Oh yeah fuck, I, like, looooove it! Working the pole while guys all over the world watch me? Such a, like, rush! I just have the gushiest orgasms after dancing for them! I know I am just an amateur but it feels sooo good Sauly!”
Saul just watched in pure perverted delight as the tall girl seemed to hunch over more and more as she stretched taller and taller. Not only were her legs getting longer and more muscular, her barefeet suddenly were encased with bright-pink, 5-inch fuck-me heels. Even her movements seemed to have an added grace as she fucked with a much more sexual aesthetic, throwing her long hair back and forth wildly and rubbing her body down in such a sensual way.
She groaned out again, “Just thinking about doing another show tonight, makes me crazy. I, like, don't even know how someone like me became a professional at this. Shame I, like, spend all the money on clothes and toys and other sexy stuff... oh and so my boyfriend doesn't have to work!”
Smacking the fat ass bouncing on him again, Saul was thrilled at the developments she was telling him. Not only was he now fucking one of the most desired women on the internet right now, she was now his sugar-mommy and he could tell those assholes at the bank to suck it! All he had to do is lay back and be hard for her, “Keep talking babe!”
Crissy slid off of his cock, completely satisfied and turned around, “Wowie Sauly! You sure are, like, staying hard for a long time this time! Maybe I don't even need to call Bruce over tonight...”
A vinyl needle scratch sounded in his head, “B-Bruce?”
“Bruce Wood... You know. Our other boyfriend?” She picked up some of her altered clothing from the ground, her jeans morphed into a skirt which more looked like a pink belt and her not-conservative pink top became a sparkly hair band which might barely cover her nipples.
“Other boyfriend? What the hell Cristy? Where is my other girlfriend?”
She just gave a high-pitched giggle, “Silly Sauly! Like, I am all the girl you will ever need!”
He knew she was right too. By the mere way she slipped her clothing on, long legs slipping around that tiny skirt, pulling it over her ass and gave it the lightest tap, cooing as she perked her breasts under the top, it made him cum right onto the carpet without a single touch. Sure, he was just tapping that and was unfinished, but he felt even if he was completely soft, he would have came anyways.
The door had a firm knock on it, and she happily skipped over to open it. Saul just watched wide-mouthed as just the most handsome man came inside. Tall 6'4” body, muscular upper-body, short but wild black hair, sharp green eyes, whitest smile, and, of course, he was well-dressed as well. Bruce picked up Cristiana in a quick move, and carried over to where Saul was, “Hey Saul! Keeping Crissy happy I see!”
Crissy just giggled as she stroked this white guy's hair, “Oh Bruce, you would have been proud of him today! He lasted waaaayyy longer than usual!”
Saul felt angry, humiliated and ever so confused, “Uh Crissy... Can you like, talk about how much I please you and you don't need another man?” Surely if dirty talk created this issue, it could remove it.
“Well that's just not true Sauly! But, like, darn it if you were so close today!” She gave a wink before sensually kissing this buff dude's neck.
The most unfortunate part of this was the fact that Saul was kind of turned on at the idea of this stud having his way with Cristiana. He didn't have the stamina to keep up with this completely out of control force of sexual energy, but this man might. Seeing her fucked hard is exactly what he wanted to see, and he was about to get a front row seat, right in the “splash-zone” as it were.
The two sexy bodies made out as Cristiana skillfully undid the taller man's belt with her foot, a trick which Saul had never seen before. Without any help, the zipper of this man's fly slowly peeled down, as there was a huge building pressure behind it, and before anyone could even react, a huge flesh rod rocketed out, smacking Crissy right in the huge fat derriere. It was a massive cock, like somehow there was another man in his pants sticking his whole arm out. Bobbing and steel-hard, Saul just watched hungrily as Cristiana crawled down this stud's body and started to sensually massage this guy's cock.
Looking down, Saul saw that despite cumming not even two minutes ago, he was already achingly hard again, hungry for whatever happened next between these two. Sure enough, the morbid curiosity on Crissy's face didn't fade as she continued to pet this enormous flesh anaconda attached to this guy's groin. Bruce petted her hair, “Hey why don't we play with those bouncy fucking tits of yours to start babe?”
She just eagerly nodded, her giant tits stuffed into the tiny band which was called a top jiggled as she stood up and sheathed it between her absolutely massive mammories. She grabbed the pair tightly, causing the generous tit flesh to ooze over her fingers and arm as the massive member poked up then back down in the ocean of delicious looking cleavage.
Saul was so damned jealous but in love with the sight at the same time. He had never seen such large sex parts rub against each other, and just watching Cristiana's entire curvy form quiver and shake from even the slightest movement, booty shaking eagerly at her attempts to please this handsome man.
Thankfully though, Saul remembered a certain bottle which was currently on the nearby coffee table, surely a double dose would allow him to take more control of the situation, right? He greedily chugged another good gulp of the sweet elixir and wiped his mouth. A familiar buzzing entered his mind as he embraced the promise of change.
A familiar whisper entered his mind, “Your desires have been met, but you desire more.”
As the smooth sax rift ended in his mind, he wondered what the whisper meant as he felt the buzzing grow even stronger. He stumbled back and rubbed his head as the world seemed to spin around him. Perhaps this wasn't the best idea?
When the spinning ended, he looked around to see that Brad and Cristiana were still in the same position, however, they were now frozen in place. Saul rubbed his chin, he would have felt more concerned, but his cock was feeling harder than ever and he felt a tremendous urge to get off, “Keep fucking guys! I want to see all of this!”
I didn't say that! Saul was shocked to see his body was moving without any input from him.
Saul leaned down and started to play with his girlfriend's jiggling backside, fun for sure, but Saul was firmly not in control as his body continued to move.
What the hell is going on? He had become a mere passenger in his body, which admittedly knew what to do better than he did.
The familiar whisper returned. When you took a second taste of our drink, despite having your desires met, you accepted that you were not satisfied with the results. Therefore we assumed there was a problem with how you were acting and corrected accordingly.
Corrected? Who the hell are you? Saul's body was now kisses the smooth jiggling behind, tasting and smelling her tasty skin.
We are you Saul, and if you are concerned about being lost. It will wear off in about 3 hours from now. Please just enjoy yourself.
Saul's tongue was now slowly going down between Cristiana's two large globes and expertly tongued her eager, and surprisingly tasty, rear end. She yelped in happiness, “Oh Saul you kinky bugger!”
How the hell can I enjoy myself when I don't even decide whether to give my bimbo girlfriend analingus? He didn't hear a response though, assuming whatever was talking to him was gone.
He frantically tried to move any body part he could, but alas, he was indeed stuck under Cristiana's ass, which admittedly was not the worse place to be stuck. He could feel everything his body felt though, his own hands expertly stroking his painfully hard shaft, the soft carpet on his body and the two ass cheeks pressed against his face, warmly surrounding him.
Saul's body then stood up and smiled warmly at the couple, “Stand up and let me get a good look at you.” Immediately the two of them did indeed stand up as he paced around them. Saul could see how damned good looking the two of them were, but since he had lost control of his body to something which knew how to take advantage of the situation, there was no need for another guy here.
Instantly, the man shrunk in stature and weight was shifting around. Instead of a tall, dark and mysterious bloke, this man had effortlessly been shifted into an exact twin of Cristiana, wearing bright blue instead of pink. Saul's mouth grinned, “Isn't it great you sisters decided to both date me?”
Woah how the hell did “I” do that?
The twins giggled. Cristiana rubbed Saul's arm, “Oh me an' Cassandra are, like, just so fucking hot for you babe!”
Cassandra grabbed his other arm, “Oh god yes! Like, can we fuck for you again? We just, like, loooove giving you that private show which people have to pay for usually!”
“I know! How jealous are our fans?” Cristiana shook her massive mammories to emphasized what everyone had to pay to see, “Now why don't we show how our hot boyfriend how we make our money?”
Cassandra nodded and the two of them embraced their fat lips together, rubbing their hands hungrily over each-others exaggerated curves. Fat tits were mashed so hard against each other that the breast flesh was nearly reaching their chin, and their ass wiggled from every little tickle the sisters gave each other.
Jesus... How could this get any hotter? He suddenly wasn't so upset about having no control, when the “driver” was creating this!
“I know how this could get hotter girls...” Saul's body raised his hands to snap his fingers, “I desire...”
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