2 comments/ 79758 views/ 17 favorites Elite Sluts Ch. 01 By: naivesluts *Obviously not reality for so many reasons. This was hard to categorize. I ended up with Erotic Coupling because that's the most common theme here. But (and sorry for some spoilers) there is also a little bit of anal, group sex, and light incest/taboo themes. I know some of these things aren't for some people, so I wanted to give warning! I hope you enjoy the fantasy.* Everything was going great for Greg Fuller until the Barry twins arrived. Greg was the most athletic, confident, and popular member of the Elite Sports program at Cinderdale High. This was especially impressive considering that the Elite Sports program was already made up from the most athletic, confident, and popular students in the school. He had entered the program in grade 9 and spent the entire time becoming the king of the class. Now that it was the final few months of the final year, every student catered to his whims. The program took a rare 5 years of high school to complete, but none of the 18 and 19-year-old students complained. Anybody able to make it to the fifth year was guaranteed a great sports scholarship at a prestigious school. Greg had played a slow, patient game of politics, wits, and manipulation to finally get to the point in which he was able to use sex as the ultimate weapon. He had all the girls under his thumb, and none of the boys challenged his role as king because Greg kept them plenty happy using his personal harem that he affectionately referred to as the Elite Sluts. Sure, it was easy living for Greg now that all the girls of Elite Sports thought that their only reasons for existence were sports and cock, but Greg felt that he had worked hard to get to that point. Why not enjoy it? But everything about the Barry twins rubbed Greg the wrong way. They were like a weird alternate version of Greg and his own twin sister, Melissa. Whereas Greg and Melissa were both blonde-haired and blue-eyed, Ted and Connie Barry countered with dark brown hair and eyes. Ted at least seemed very intelligent, just like Greg, but Connie was too quiet to tell and Melissa was - to put it nicely - pretty stupid. Both the Barry twins were - of course - in the Elite Sports program whereas Melissa was repeating the standard 12th grade. Greg had practically forgotten that a transfer was even possible. He knew the Elite Sports program was country-wide, but it was so hard to get in and to stay in that he never thought he'd actually be around for a transfer; there seemed to be too few people overall. Greg's own fifth year program had been whittled down to 13 people. The program was prestigious for a reason. But, rare or not, transfer the Barry twins did. Forced to move because of their single mother's job, and now part of the Cinderdale Elite Sports program that had been otherwise largely unchanged in 5 years. The night before the arrival of the Barry twins gave no sense of the impending trouble they would provide. It had been business as usual... *** Cindy bounced on Greg's dick, letting out breathy moans into his ear. Greg sat with his phone on one ear while he looked at a piece of paper over the naked, skinny teen who was clearly enjoying his 8 inches. "Sorry Roger, Kyle booked out Sophie all week." Cindy clawed at Greg's back. "I know I don't usually book out full weeks, but Kyle had his fourth or worse pick for two straight weeks, so this is my olive branch." Cindy pulled at Greg's hair as she shuddered into an orgasm. "Keep fucking, slut," Greg said to her, "What, Roger? Yeah, it's Cindy. Oh stop your whining, you had Cindy last night. Why did you want Sophie? Her tits? Because Rhonda is free tonight. ...What? Oh fuck off, just because being dom is her specialty doesn't mean she can't suck your cock as good as any of the other sluts." Cindy fell into another orgasm, shaking violently on Greg's huge dick. "Jesus Christ, Cindy," said Greg, "Look. Roger. I don't know why I'm arguing. Rhonda AND both Indian Princesses are free tonight. Fuck all three if you'd like, but Sophie's with Kyle. Hm? Okay, I'll text her. Now fuck off, I need to dump a load in this whore." Greg hung up and started to text Rhonda, but grinned at Cindy first. She was the one with whom he had started it all, so Greg admittedly had a bit of a soft spot for her. She was almost the only one he fucked these days. If he considered anybody second in command, it was Cindy. "Turn around and ride me backwards," he commanded, "I don't want to see your face when I empty into you." "Uh-huh," Cindy consented with her trademarked pouty lips. She oozed so much sexuality that she couldn't open her mouth without making any straight guy want to stuff it full of his cock and cum. 'Roger needs ur fat tits, slut. Go over asap.' Greg pressed send on the text to Rhonda as Cindy turned around and used the desk to support herself as she lowered her pussy back down onto Greg's hard prick. He put his phone down and finally let himself appreciate the incredibly toned teen athlete pleasuring him. "Uggh, not long now, slut," he said. Cindy giggled. Greg saw Rhonda's confirmation light up his phone as Cindy's masterful thrusting pushed him over the edge. "I'm cumming, slut! What do you say?" "Thaannk youuu," Cindy moaned as Greg shot streams of his thick cum into the tight teen. The moment he was finished he stood up without warning, causing Cindy to collapse on the floor. "Clean and leave," he said. Cindy giggled again. "Of course!" she said before obeying. She expertly and quickly cleaned the mix of her and Greg's cum off his dick with her tongue before swiftly getting dressed. Greg threw himself onto his bed. "See ya," he said lazily, but kindly. "You bet, stud," said Cindy, "fuck, I always sleep so good after a fuck like that." Greg smiled at her and watched her fit ass twitch in her short shorts until she was out of his room. He heard her say bye to his parents and grinned. They had long stopped giving him grief for his actions. His mom was a pushover who hated conflict and his dad was an easy bribe. It only took a single titjob from Sophie to shut him up. It had probably been the most action he had seen in a decade. How two busty girls were able to make fifth year Elite Sports was a mystery to Greg, but he wasn't complaining. Rhonda was unusually chesty for a tall girl, but was still the track and field queen. Sophie, despite her short height and giant tits, was an all-star soccer goalie. Greg figured they both paid a fortune for sports bras strong enough to hold their DD and F cups respectively. The other Elite Sluts were built more like people expected from athletic girls. Cindy had perky A cups and looked like the quintessential gorgeous blonde cheerleader. She trained in volleyball and was a tornado on the court. She was the same way in the bedroom. A confident fireball, and the most well-rounded fuck. Greg usually told the boys that all the Sluts performed equally, but that wasn't entirely true. It was a fact that they were all willing and eager to perform any act, and none of them were awful in any regard, but they definitely had their specialties for a reason. Rhonda knew how to be in control. Perfect for when any of the guys got tired of being in charge and wanted a hot slut to take the reins. Sophie was the dumbest of the girls. Her brown ponytail and round face worked best bobbing on a dick, especially when it was cased in her huge rack. She was a passive fuck and the easily the quietest. Mika was the Japanese sprinter and the only one who could beat Rhonda in a race. Mika was so flat that most of the guy's pecks made for bigger boobs. But what Mika lacked in curves, she made up for with her gorgeous face and pure filth in the bedroom. If Sophie was the quietest Slut, then Mika was by far the loudest. Non-stop dirty talk came from the tiny girl at the top of her lungs whenever she got fucked or used in any way. She was usually first choice for anal, multi-fuck nights, and generally anything particularly nasty that one of the boys wanted to try. It was no surprise that Mika was far and away booked out the most by Julian with his sleazy sexuality and small dick. In fact, if anybody ever made Greg suspicious of being overthrown, it was Julian. Roger was obnoxious and would complain, but he was harmless. Julian was smarter and slimier. Greg found himself most careful when dealing with him. There were seven boys and six girls in the Elite Sports program, so the resulting scheduling conflicts made Greg often fantasize about Julian disappearing somehow. But, although Julian made Greg uneasy, they were still long time classmates and Greg still provided a valuable service that Julian had obvious respect for, so Greg wasn't exactly living in fear. While Mika was probably the most experienced at actually getting fucked in the ass, the Indian Princesses, Ruula and Neela, were the ones actually known for the way their rear ends looked. They weren't twins, or sisters, or even related, but the two looked and acted so similarly that they were often referred to the Indian Sisters. Both girls played on the All-Star soccer team with Sophie and probably had the most beautiful faces of all the Sluts. They were both so used to being compared to Ayanna Jordan that it almost wasn't flattering anymore. They were of medium height and slim with perky B cups. They were the most submissive of the girls and because of all these things, they were often booked out together, making scheduling even more difficult for Greg sometimes. As such, Greg had reluctantly started booking out his idiot sister, Melissa. He forbid her from having sex, and generally used her as a last-resort bargaining chip if bad luck had given an angry guy the shorter end of the stick. Melissa was basically a blonde version of Sophie. Her E cup boobs were almost as big and she was only a few inches taller than her brunette counterpart. Melissa was somehow more of an idiot than Sophie - Sophie had to at least ace anatomy exams to stay in Elite Sports after all - but both specialized in blowjobs and titfucks. Melissa had to be the true expert in both categories, though. Whereas Sophie actually concentrated on her sport, Melissa had cared about nothing but cock since her brother had brought her into the Slut circle. It had actually played a major factor in why Melissa had to repeat the 12th grade. Greg was very protective of his sister and extended his "No Fucking Melissa" rule to his own dick as well. She was a 19-year-old virgin. Greg's phone buzzed again and he reluctantly strained himself to grab it off his desk from his bed. It was a text from Mika. 'comber is done with me' Always to the point, Mika was. Greg had all the Elite Sluts keep him posted so that they could be booked out multiple times in one night if needed. 'Thanks. Where'd he unload?' Greg obviously didn't actually need to know, but he always found it hot to picture his Sluts doing their work. Plus, Ed Comber was nicknamed "Cummer" for a reason. The guy was nice enough. Average looking, average sized dick, average intelligence. But the two places he stood out were Football and the amount of cum he produced. 'ass' Greg smirked. While he considered the girls brainwashed in one sense - he didn't think they would have been like this if it wasn't for him - he also hadn't turned them into personality-less drones. It was more like being an Elite Slut was as important to them as being in Elite Sports. It was something they enjoyed, worked hard at, and ultimately excelled at. Comber was usually pretty vanilla, so Greg replied with this: 'Good for him!' 'i no, rite? 1st time 4 him. i got flooded lol' Greg raised his eyebrows. Strange how Greg considered Mika's ass so used that he didn't think there was a guy left in the world who hadn't cum inside it. Greg put his phone beside his pillow and stared at the ceiling. Melissa was away for a few days, but his dick felt too drained by Cindy to miss his bedtime blowjow too much. He did feel restless, though, and picked up his phone again. 'Come over. Bring your roommate. You'll be staying here.' It didn't help dispel the sister illusion that Neela and Ruula shared a place together. To add to the similarities - and part of the reason for their nicknames - both of their parents were very wealthy and independently thought they were paying full living expenses for their daughter. As a result, The Princesses were left with a hefty surplus of cash meant for their expensive apartment and they lived like royalty. 'Yay! See you soon! Greg grinned. They were always so polite and enthusiastic. Not even 20 minutes passed before the beauties were in his room. "I'm exhausted, and Cindy already emptied my balls. so I just want you two to makeout on the foot of my bed until I fall asleep, then take Melissa's room. "Just making out?" asked Ruula. Greg shrugged. "Wherever the moment takes you. Just don't be too loud so that I can fall asleep. " "Naked?" asked Neela, already stripping. "Of course," Greg replied. In less than a minute, the incredibly fit and gorgeous Indian teens were naked on his bed on their knees, tenderly kissing and toying with each other's pussies. Greg let out a contented sigh from his built chest and fell asleep to the sound of two Elite Sluts bringing each other to hushed orgasm. *** "I bet most dicks usually don't get THIS lost in your cleavage, huh?" Kyle looked down at Sophie's miles of young flesh jutting out in front of her. His cock was so small and her tits were so huge that even though he was sticking it into her cleavage from the front, it still didn't hit her sternum. It probably wasn't even halfway to it. Kyle was living proof that the "all black guys have big dicks" legend was, in fact, only a legend. So he, more than any other male in the program, was appreciative of Greg's Elite Sluts. They didn't discriminate or taunt. Greg was happy to bring Kyle confidence, as Kyle was probably the nicest guy Greg had ever met. The two had been good friends even before high school, so they enjoyed having someone so easy to trust so close. "I dunno, they all get pretty lost," said Sophie. "Yeah they do. Fuck do you ever have fat slutty tits" Sophie just kindly nodded, but Kyle knew by now that it was just her way. All the Elite Sluts found that talk flattering at this point. Sophie instinctively started rubbing her huge boobs all over Kyle's tiny prick, the entire thing easily covered in her teen bust. "Uhh," Kyle moaned, "You know what I'm going to do? I've been cumming in your mouth all week, or on your tits, but tonight I want to want to cum IN your tits." "What?" Said Sophie, obviously confused, but still servicing Kyle's rock hard, but only 3-inch cock. "Like, into your cleavage. When I come, don't ready your tits for me to come on, or don't put it in your mouth. I want to come in your cleavage like it was a pussy." "Um, okay," said Sophie. Confused, but eager to please. "It's fine, just keep rubbing your tits like that. You're an expert Slut, Sophie." "Aw thanks!" the girl said, and pressed her giant slutty tits together as hard as she could, not even able to tell where his dick actually was inside them. It still worked for Kyle, however, as the dim teen on her knees in front of him was able to work magic with her huge tits. "Mmm, they're so high and perky, despite being so fat and slutty." Sophie nodded and moaned softly. "Look at your tiny nipples, how does that even happen? You were built to be the perfect busty whore." Sophie bit her lip and worked her tits harder. "Fuck, there it is! Here I cum!" Kyle convulsed, but was able to reach down and grab giant handfuls of the teen slut's big boobs as he came in them. It was unlike any other orgasm he had had. It wasn't wet or warm like a pussy or mouth, but it was softer, and tighter in weird way. He felt his own cum cover his tiny dick. "Did it work?" asked Sophie, stupidly. "Uh-huh" said Kyle, and collapsed on his couch. After a few minutes of post-orgasm relaxation, he spoke again. "Are you cool to stay over tonight? I love a morning blowjob." Kyle hadn't booked Sophie overnight, as that was a special request for anybody but Greg, so he knew Sophie could answer how she'd like. "Yeah, it's fine," she said, "just drive me by my house in the morning so I can change." "You bet," said Kyle, "now bring those giant juggs to my mouth. I want to suck them until I pass out." "Ooo!" giggled Sophie. That was her favourite. *** The next morning, the students were all promptly settled at their desks by 9am sharp, as usual. Punctuality and obedience were of upmost importance to do well in the program, and it was this trait that Greg had used to help create the Sluts. Being the best was in the blood of all the students. The 5th year was special in that the entire day was dedicated to the program. Either through studying the human body, all-day work-outs, or hosting or traveling to competitions. The first four years of high school were more difficult because normal classes had to be juggled along with the intensive Elite Sports program. The 5th year was the final stretch. Miss Hudson, the Elite Sports head at Cinderdale for 20 years, had always been there before the arrival of every student, but on this morning, she was not. Her absence caused concerned chatter throughout the students. Miss Hudson was extremely strict, but very fair, and as the students got older, they had spent more time under her care and grew to have a lot of respect for her. As far as Greg knew, Miss Hudson was entirely unaware of the alternate skill sets her students had. As long as the Elite Sports team excelled, she didn't poke her head in her students' business, and they definitely excelled. Finally, at 9:10, Miss Hudson strode in with her typical confidence. She was a moderately tall woman, who looked amazing for 42. Deep natural red hair, a thin toned body, and stern face. She looked as youthful as she could for having no work done, and for sporting an almost permanent frown. She wasn't an unpleasant woman, but she knew that being nice wouldn't train the kids. "I apologize for my tardiness, class, but today is rather unusual." She looked to the door she just walked through and nodded. "Come on, now." Miss Hudson kept talking, but the details of her words faded out to Greg. He caught enough of the key words to understand that a transfer had taken place, but his stomach had dropped too much to really pay attention. He stared unabashedly at the two attractive brunettes as they walked in and stood next to Miss Hudson. He vaguely heard them introduce themselves and tried to understand why this news upset him as much as it did. Connie looked nervous. Her brown hair the same colour as Sophie's, but much shorter. Her face thinner and sharper. She looked a little taller than the Indian Sisters, but was far more pale. Strangely pale for a girl that Greg figured would have to be outside a lot to keep up with the Elite Sports program. She was wearing a white tennis outfit - like her brother - and Greg placed her chest at a very full C cup. Could they really be in Elite Sports for tennis? Greg knew the program offered a wide variety of options, but tennis? Ted looked far more confident. His brown hair was also very short, but his eyes were thin and piercing. He was much taller than his sister, maybe 6'1, and Greg felt threatened for the first time in a very long time. How did Ted get so built just from playing tennis? Despite his height and muscles, he otherwise looked strangely like Connie. They looked as alike as different gendered fraternal twins could. Elite Sluts Ch. 01 Greg finally had to come to when the twins' introduction was over and they took a seat. That's when he noticed that the rest of the class were all shooting him looks as if they also needed direction. It seemed way too late to try and break another two people into their way of life. Especially because twins tended to be close and protective of each other. At the same time, hiding everything seemed difficult as well. The program was often left to their own devices at this point, so conversations were usually explicit. In fact, Elite Sports faculty often took their own transportation to major meets, so the group took to partaking in pretty lewd acts on the bus, just out of sight of the driver. The obvious action would be to convince Ted first, but Greg was surprisingly void of confidence. Something told him that Ted wouldn't be an easy sell, despite the willing variety of gorgeous women who would gladly pleasure him at Greg's command. Greg couldn't decide if it was because Ted seemed too uptight or too smart. As if he'd be able to deduce Greg's operation and take it apart in a matter of minutes. Needless to say, it was a very awkward day. The Barry twins - Ted in particular - seemed perfectly happy to say nearly nothing as they did outdoor training. Eventually some small talk did surface - the Indian Princesses were just too polite - so Greg took the opportunity to try and observe the newcomers. Connie seemed less nervous than Greg's first impression of her, but she was definitely quiet. Almost dangerously quiet. Greg had both over and underestimated people's intelligence based on extreme silence, so he was careful to not make judgments in either direction. Her speech did seem formal, however, which lined up with Ted. Ted was far more confident in shooting the shit with anybody who asked, although he never spoke first. His voice was loud and clear and he spoke as if he were an English Prince, but without the accent. Despite seemingly endless questions from the Indian beauties, Greg still barely knew anything about the Barry twins. He now knew more about Utah - where they had moved from - than he had ever cared to. He also now knew about tennis more than he had ever cared to. However, near the end of the day, it was actually a question from Moon that finally gave Greg some insight. Moon, who - despite his name and being an All-Star Baseball catcher - was maybe the least interesting person in the program. He had lazily asked if Ted had a girlfriend. It was a harmless question, but Ted stiffened up. "Absolutely not," Ted said. "I do not have time with my training. Plus, there is too much temptation that comes with such things." Before he could hold himself back, Greg chimed in. "Temptation?" "Well yes, of course. I am not nearly ready for marriage yet." The rest of the Elite Sports program almost collectively let out a very awkward "ohhhhh", but Ted seemed unphased and returned to his push-ups. The rest of the day carried out in silence, but Greg couldn't help notice all the leers Ted got from the girls. They were all definitely used to being around built, attractive men, but Ted was the cream of the crop. Lined up - despite Paul being the only male to be considered unattractive - Greg was willing to bet that he and Ted would always be chosen as the most attractive. With maybe Roger and Kyle as wildcards. If the girls were noticing Ted, the rest of the guys were too busy checking out Connie to notice. While this stressed Greg out - he didn't want the guys to naturally expect they could have her - he also didn't blame them. Maybe she was quiet, but Connie was a knockout, and had a different look than the already varied looking Sluts. Greg would start to compare her body to Cindy, but her ass was more like the finely sculpted artworks of the Indian Princesses. But she was bustier than the All-Star Soccer forwards, and her face not nearly as soft. Strangely, Connie's face was most similar in structure to Rhonda's thin, pointed, yet oddly very attractive features. But the two girls were so vastly different otherwise, that a comparison there was also inaccurate. It made more sense just to describe her as "slamming hot". So Greg left it at that. At the end of the day, when everybody was slowly making their way back into the school building, Cindy approached Connie; intentionally when the two were only in earshot of Greg. "So I guess that means you're single too, huh?" the thin bombshell said as casually as possible. "Uh, yes. Of course. Yes," Connie said back, stammering, but not mumbling. "Nothing wrong with that, just curious!" said Cindy in her bubbly, friendly way. Her kindness set her apart from the otherwise perfectly accurate cheerleader stereotype. Not to say Cindy wasn't shrewd when she needed to be, but she wasn't malicious. Greg called up to Julian to appear as though he was otherwise occupied. Julian whipped his head around to meet Greg's call, sending his semi-long shock-red hair flying over his shoulder. Greg didn't have a conversation in mind, but apparently Julian did. It was exactly what Greg was worried about. "So how're you planning to induct her, huh? What a fine piece of ass." "I dunno, Julian, the whole weird brother and wait-until-marriage thing has me a bit on edge." "C'mon, pussy, remember Mika in grade 10? She wouldn't even say the word "penis". Now I've cum in her ass so many times that I lost track a year ago. That's your work, man, don't tell me you've lost your touch." "Exactly, it's my work. Everybody's so spoiled around here. Getting so entitled. We only have 3 more months left until graduation, so why not ride it out?" "Because I want to fuck that little tennis slut, that's why!" "Fuck, keep it down!" Julian had raised his voice in his lust, but when Greg shot his head around, he noticed they were the only two still left outside. Julian laughed. "Don't worry man, I won't cross you, you've given me too much. But I still think you're being a pussy." Greg didn't really know what to say. It was the first time Julian had explicitly talked about the thing that had been causing tension between the two for months. Julian didn't notice the silence, and spoke again. "So hey, can I have Mel tonight?" "Oh um, Mel's away for the weekend visiting her best friend in New York. And I don't want you guys thinking she's a regular to be normally requested anyway. Plus, I don't have my schedule with me, you know the rules." "Yeah, yeah, I was just requesting for later when you CAN confirm. What about Rhonda, then? That Connie chick has got me in the mood for some big juicy boobs." Greg appreciated that Julian didn't ask for Sophie, whether he knew about Kyle's week-long stint or not. "Yeah, sure. She's been oddly clear this week. Weird since she was top pick for, like, all of January." "These things go in waves, I guess," Julian said. Greg was appreciative of how relaxed the conversation was. He was only usually this way with Kyle. "I guess so," Greg replied, "speaking of, that means you'll be three nights without Mika. What's that, a record?" "Oh fuck off, it's not like she's my girlfriend or anything," Julian's indignance had returned as quickly as it left. "Yeahyeah, I know. Don't bite my head off. Speaking of, let's sign out before Hudson bites off ours." Julian nodded and the two jogged back inside. *** Greg sat at his desk and punched in the combination to unlock the drawer containing his coveted schedule. He always had a hard copy and was always the only one with access to it. He had considered putting it online with a password for a while, but he didn't want anybody studying it, or there to be any chance of it getting out. There had only been one instance when the Elite Sluts were almost uncovered. At the end of 4th year when Greg had finally inducted Rhonda, the trickiest nut to crack, there had been an additional girl in the program. Susan was a rare case of a student making it to the 4th year but not going beyond that. It was the worst possible time to get cut from the program. Her scholarship options went out the window and she hadn't applied anywhere else because she assumed she'd be at Cinderdale for another year. She technically had her high school diploma, but no other future to speak of. As an early inductee of the Elite Sluts, she actually felt betrayed by them. As if it were their fault she didn't get through. So the former star pitcher of the All-Star girls baseball team ratted out all of Greg's actions to the principal of Cinderdale. Susan obviously didn't think it through because the principal was an overweight male, and a fairly easy bribe for Greg. He felt bad for using Cindy, but she was the person he trusted the most. So the thin blonde sucked the fat principal's cock every day for the final month of school. Greg made sure to set up secret cameras so that at the end of the year, he was able to blackmail the pervert into never exposing them. It worked like a charm. The pleasure of a hot teen swallowing his load so often combined with the utter fear of losing his job and status combined with a summer to let things simmer made the entire thing a non-issue when the fifth year started. The loss of Susan was barely felt, as horrible as it sounded. If anybody was sexually redundant, it was Susan. She was tall, thin, and blonde like Cindy. Susan was hot, but Cindy was hotter. Susan could fuck, but Cindy could fuck better. In fact, Susan had always felt jealous of Cindy, and Greg feared tension between the girls most of all, so Susan's disappearance was a relief if anything. Now each girl had such a distinct place that they were supportive of each other. They worked like a well-oiled machine under Greg's guidance. With that, Greg went about his usual after-school business. The Barry twins made him uncomfortable, but their presence hadn't affected operations yet, and Greg went through his list. There were no major tournaments that any of the girls needed practice for, so that made them all available; always a plus. Same with the guys, however, so Greg knew it would probably be a busy night for him. First things first, he fulfilled his promise to Julian and told Rhonda to contact her fellow red-headed track and field star. Rhonda's hair being dyed was beside the point. Both of their houses were safe locations, so Greg didn't want to assume Julian wanted things to happen at his place. In fact, now that it was 5th year, that was thankfully the smallest part of Greg's scheduling concerns. Paul and Mika's houses were the only places that were completely out of the question. It was Kyle and Sophie's last night together, so that was a relief. Not only did it stress Greg out to book out Sophie for a week because of the other guys' reactions, but also because he never wanted anybody to be too attached to another. He turned a bit of a blind eye to Mika and Julian as well as his own affinity for Cindy and Melissa, but overall it was something Greg was acutely aware of. 'cindy 2nite?' It was Roger. 'Sure,' Greg texted back. With both Cindy and Melissa unavailable, Greg fought off the realization that he hadn't used any of the other sluts to actually cum in over a month. The night of essentially administration work went on until he had checked in with all the boys to make sure they were satisfied. Julian was with Rhonda, Kyle with Sophie, Roger with Cindy, Paul went over to Moon's place to double-team the Indian Sisters and Comber was interested in Rhonda, but said he was fine with nobody when he found out she was booked. Glad to have things go so smoothly when there was potential for a headache, Greg decided that it was time to use Mika's famous ass for the first time since he broke it in. He texted the short track star, telling her to come over. 'omg, its been 4ever. xcited!' *** "Damn, Rhonda, I thought tall girls didn't get big tits." "I'm the exception to a lot of rules, stud," Rhonda said in her deep, sexy voice as she pushed her sizeable mounds together with her hands over her t-shirt. "Am I just going to play with them for you all night?" "I've just forgotten how much I can love a nice big chest, is all. Why don't you continue to play with those fat tits while you sit on my little dick?" Rhonda bit her bottom lip. "Mmm, gladly." *** "Mmm, my sister looks so good in a pigroast between you boys," Ruula said in her slight Indian accent, a rare unique characteristic separating her from Neela's entirely Westernized dialect. It had become so common for the guys to request that the Indian Princesses refer to each other as sisters during sex that they did it by default now. Ruula sat on Moon's ripped up couch in his basement and fingered herself while watching her roommate get impaled by Paul's 7 inch dick from behind while simultaneously sucking on Moon's own 5 and a half inch cock. "Hey Neela? Your tits look so good when you get fucked. They're so bouncy and full." Neela moaned into Moon's dick from her friend's compliment and the extra vibration forced a loud grunt from Moon. The dirty talk spurred on Paul. "Fuck, Neela, your ass looks so fucking good when I pound your little teen pussy from behind!" Neela moaned again and Ruula shoved a second finger up her pussy. "That's because she's a nasty slut, aren't you Neela?" Ruula said between gasps, "she gets off on being a submissive whore." "Lookit you!" said Paul, turning his awkward ugly face to smile at Ruula, "piping up without being told. I like it!" Ruula grinned and furiously pounded her own pussy with a third finger. Neela couldn't take all the talk and poured her entire concentration into sucking Moon's dick. It was too much for the poor boy and he unloaded into the gorgeous Indian teen's mouth with a boring grunt while she gratefully swallowed every drop. The act brought both Princesses to orgasm, pushing Paul to the edge. "Fuckfuckfuck," he said, "Ruula, get under Neela and lick my balls while I cum in your slutty sister." *** "Are you going to cum in my tits again?" the dumb busty brunette said to Kyle as she massaged his tiny prick with her massive juggs. "Why do you ask, slut? Did you like it yesterday?" the handsome stud asked, moaning through the treatment. "Yeah, it was cool" "Hmm, well I kinda wanted you to swallow my load since we slept in and missed my morning blowjob. However, a slutty suggestion from a big-titted teen is enough to change my mind!" Sophie giggled and Kyle grinned between moans. Fuck was she ever talented with those huge tits. *** "So you don't mind that you're basically exclusively fucked in the ass now?" Greg asked as the flat Japanese girl stripped unceremoniously. "I'm actually kinda addicted now. I'd miss it if it stopped." "Well then fuck, lemme stuff that little ass with my huge dick." Mika couldn't get on her hands and knees fast enough. *** "Yeah! Take this ugly nerd's cum, you slut!" Neela, her mouth now free from Moon's dick, screamed in pleasure. Ruula moaned as loud as she could for having her mouth stuffed with Paul's ballsack. She could feel his balls convulse in her mouth as they emptied into her unrelated twin. "Fuck yes! Fill this gorgeous whore up! Your jizz feels so good!" Neela's body now sloped downwards as the pleasure was too much and she fell to her elbows instead of her hands. Ruula's pussy was right in her face now, so Neela started to absentmindedly lap at it while Paul finished up with the last of his larger-than-usual load. He kept his softening dick inside the gorgeous teen's tight pussy as Ruula began sucking on his balls with more vigor due to the pleasure she was now receiving from Neela. "Oh man, you girls are such sluts." Both Indian Princesses moaned loudly into a different set of genitals. *** "C'mon, Greg! Fuck my tight asian ass!" Greg had his huge cock in one hand and was teasing Mika's already-soaked pussy with it; giving Greg some natural lubrication. She was skillfully rubbing her clit with one hand and supporting her body with the other. "How does it stay so tight?" "I don't know. I don't know, Greg. I'm such a whore. I get my ass stuffed every day by cocks of all shapes and sizes. I get fucked and fucked like the slut I am, but my ass stays tight. I was born to be a dirty tight slut." That was enough for Greg and he plunged his giant dick into Mika's ass. It was surprisingly easy to enter, but was still as tight as Mika claimed. She screamed in lust. Greg's father covered his erection with a newspaper while Greg's mother turned up the TV. *** "Why have I been doing all the work with Mika, Rhonda? You're a fucking pro and I'm not even moving!" Rhonda was riding Julian like a porn star. Moaning at all the right times, a long arm tossing her own hair while her other hand lay open on his chest. Her eyes - always full of unspoken wisdom - glanced down at Julian as he spoke. She did not reply, but instead made her hip movements more pronounced and gasped accordingly. Julian was usually partial to wildly dirty sex talk and taking full control, but this experience was so refreshingly different that it was almost like it wasn't sex at all. Like it was a completely different, but equally pleasurable act. Julian released his guilt at his lack of effort and decided to lay back and watch the tall and busty beauty ride his little dick at her own pace. He didn't care if she was faking it or not, the view and pleasure was too good. *** "Ohh! Ohh! You're tearing me up! You're tearing this nasty slut up! Your cock completely fills up my ass! But I'm such a slut that it feels goooood!" Greg didn't even have to say a word as Mika's slutty ramblings spilled out of her mouth. Greg's hands were firmed planted on her toned thighs and his beefed up arms pulled the Japanese teen into his 8-inch dick with tremendous force. "Huh? Stud? Is it tight? Is my slutty ass tight enough? Are you going to dump a load in it?" Greg was, but couldn't even bring himself to return the dirty talk. Mika wasn't letting him give a word in edgewise. He decided to not even warn her. "C'mon! A little asian whore's ass clamping your dick? You know you want to fucking cum in this ass, you know you wa- OH FUCK! Oh god! Fuck! Greg! Mmm, not even telling me. That's right, I don't fucking deserve warning." Mika came at her own degrading words, the 3rd time that night; her fingers unrelenting on her own clit. Greg grunted and placed both his hands on Mika's flat ass and pushed her off, the last of his load spraying on her back. "Fuck, you know how to fuck your sluts good. That's why you're the king, baby," Mika said as she curled around on the floor, somehow retaining her sexiness after the pounding. Greg debated asking her to clean him off, but felt bad about the request. He rarely had anal sex and didn't really know the protocol. Mika saved him from further internal debate when she crawled up to a kneeling position and started to lick him clean without being asked. "Is this okay?" She said with tenderness for the first time all evening. "Er-yeah. Yeah, of course." Mika smiled and closed her eyes as she devotedly cleaned Greg's dick with her mouth, showing no signs of recoil. *** Neela and Ruula munched wildly on each other's pussies. Paul had finally pulled out and couldn't help but sit on the couch and vacantly pull at his semi-limp dick. Moon had already gone to bed, but the Indian Princesses showed no sign of slowing down; taking turns licking the other into pleasure convulsions. *** "Cum for me. Cum for me, baby." Rhonda's soft coo was unlike anything Julian had heard in a sexual context for a very long time. He came right away, Rhonda's big firm tits jiggled as she rode his orgasm; moaning loudly but gently. Elite Sluts Ch. 01 Julian couldn't muster up a word. Rhonda eventually slid off his dick and caught the product of their passion in her hand. She wiped it off on a tissue and lay on her back, pulling Julian onto his side, his head resting on her cushiony bosom. He sighed happily while she stroked his hair. *** Paul, more tired than he thought, fell asleep right after spraying his second round of jizz onto his own stomach, the brown teen beauties in front of him providing better jerk off material than any porn. The girls giggled when they noticed him sleeping and Neela - who had recently developed an affinity for the taste of cum - gently cleaned up his stomach while Ruula gathered their clothes. They got dressed and kissed each other lovingly before silently making their way out of the house. *** Kyle groaned almost loudly enough to miss Sophie's small voice. "Um, I changed my mind." "Huh? What? I'm about to cum!" Sophie's timid expression forced out another rare request. "I miss it. I miss cum. Lemme swallow your load. Please?" Sophie pulled her massive young F cups apart and opened her mouth and almost began to pant. She moaned desperately as if she physically missed the act of swallowing cum. It caused her body to bounce and with it her trademark brunette ponytail, causing her beautiful round face to look more innocent than its already young 18 years. Kyle could barely look at the busty teen and her valley of elastic flesh without blowing his load, so he didn't have time to argue. He stuffed his tiny cock into the teen mid-burst and Sophie moaned like she was drinking water for the first time in days. She grabbed his toned ass and bobbed her head like she was in a trance. "Yooouuuu fuuuckiiiinng sluuuttt!" Kyle yelled, receiving lusty moans in response. The expert cocksucker took down all of Kyle's creamy jizz without balking. Kyle shoved her head all the way down - which wasn't very far down - and Sophie moaned appreciatively. She loved cock and cum so much. The two teens were in heaven. Sophie stayed over that night without Kyle asking. *** Greg checked his phone after Mika left. Only the Indian Princesses had checked in so far. That was odd. Oh well, he thought, he was run dry. He could check in the morning. He was just about to pass out when his phone buzzed. 'Fuck, Roger got better at fucking. He dumped 4 loads in 3 holes. I love that you made me a whore.' It was Cindy. Greg felt a weird mix of pride and jealousy. Jealousy? That was a new one. He pushed it out of his mind and went to bed. He dreamt of the Barry twins. On tall chairs in judge's robes. Laughing at him.