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Franchise

By: Sylvan



Lisa Wong was a slut. She wasn’t quite sure how it had happened, but she was fairly sure it had something to do with wanting to be accepted by the cool kids when she got to the United States from her place of birth, China. She was smart enough to learn English quickly, but to fit in perfectly she had started letting the guys around her ‘take advantage’ in a way that made it clear that she was the one letting them do so.

That was back in sixth grade, the year when she lost her virginity. Six years later Lisa lived at a boarding school and was on top of the world. She was popular, attractive, and the various campus authority figures didn’t really have any idea about all the illicit activities that filled her time. The only problem was that she still had to actually go to classes and complete assignments. Her school’s faculty had apparently suddenly figured out that the majority of students were cheating their way through high school, and it seemed people were getting caught every other week. So Lisa had a problem actually doing her class work, as she had been one of the cheaters up until it became too dangerous to continue.

Then she realized a solution. Her femininity gave her power. If she offered herself to boys in exchange for their assistance writing papers, copies of their notes from class, and other mundane work, her problem would evaporate. Now she just had to find a boy who would be good for the task in each class. And it would have to be just one. If her papers mysteriously switched voices every week, one of the teachers would catch on and she could be suspended or expelled.

She tried to pick boys who were both weak in the girl department and not utterly revolting in appearance. No matter what, they wouldn’t be up to her normal standards, but she had a purpose to sacrifice for, and compromises could be made. Besides, one penis usually didn’t look too different from another. This would be a challenge to her seduction abilities.

Her first choice was a boy named Matt from her science class. He had accepted her invitation to study happily enough, and after about fifteen minutes of actual tutoring, Lisa was having trouble concentrating, and decided to make her move. She put her hand on his thigh, and Matt immediately stopped talking.

“Matt, I’m sure you’re at least a little familiar with my reputation.” He nodded. “Well, I don’t really want to be tutored. I would much rather that you do the work for me, give me your notes, things like that. I won’t bother asking what in particular you’d want in return, I know you’re not exactly an experienced deal-maker for things like this.

“Why don’t we translate this into money. I’ll give you two hundred "dollars" of services to do my Genetics work for me for the rest of the semester. The only thing I remain responsible for is tests and checking what you come up with to make it look a little more like my work and style.

“That two hundred works like this: five for a handjob, ten for a blowjob, twenty to fuck me, and twenty-five for anal. What do you think?”

Matt bit his lower lip. “What other conditions are there?”

“I want a B+ in the class. If you get me an A-, you get twenty-five extra, and A is fifty extra. Anything under B+ and you lose twenty-five per mark down. So don’t spend it all unless you’re confident of the grade, because I’ll get the cash from you not to mention let my friends know not to go to you next semester, when this could become a major pleasure career for you. Other than that…you can’t spend it all early on because then I don’t have any guarantee you’ll finish the job. We’ll figure out a monthly maximum or something.”

Matt had to ask, “Do you have any STDs?”

“Not that I know of. I make a lot of guys wear condoms to fuck me. The ones I don’t I know are clean, like you. I’m pretty careful. Most of my reputation comes from my oral skills, not from rampant fucking. Does that put your mind at ease?”

“Yeah. This sounds like a damn good deal. Lisa, you have a new business partner. Expect me to be talking to you when things are gonna be due for class.” She smiled broadly and impulsively pulled his face to hers for a quick kiss. She was standing up to leave when he disrupted that plan. 

“Oh, uh, Lisa…” He pointed to his crotch.

“What can I do for you?”

“How about a blowjob for the first time?”

“My pleasure, partner.” She slid to her knees and reached to open his hidden treasures. His cock popped out and surprised her with the intensity of erection that he had gotten from simply talking about sex with her. Lisa was flattered, and far from disappointed with his size. Since they were in a fairly secluded portion of the school and it was late in the evening, she decided to reward him especially and removed her shirt and bra, unveiling her pert B-cups.

She leaned into his lap, and swirled her tongue around his cock, and then engulfed him. To keep her first ever employee pleased, she didn’t give him a quick blow that would have brought him off in a matter of a couple of minutes; she prolonged it and could tell that Matt was in extreme ecstasy.

Lisa’s head bobbed up and down very methodically, and Matt, having never received a blowjob before, was awestruck by the sensations running through his body. He could feel Lisa’s throat muscles working on him every time she took his full length into her mouth, past where he assumed she must feel the urge to gag every time he entered.

Whenever his head wasn’t thrown back in pleasure and he was able to concentrate enough to look down at her intensely focused operation, Matt was even further stimulated. Lisa’s round Asian features and smooth skin looked even better when they had just the slightest coating of perspiration and a tint of red from the blood rushing to her face as she became aroused. He also could look past her head to her exposed chest wobbling up and down with every stroke.

It was during one of these glances at Lisa’s body that Matt couldn’t hold back any longer. He burst the floodgates of his orgasm without warning Lisa that it was arriving. Taking his rush of semen completely in stride, she swallowed every drop and coaxed more out of him with careful use of her lips. Not a single pearl escaped her grasp.

“That was…amazing. Lisa, I had no idea how good a deal I was getting out of this. You can expect a high return on your investment.”

She smiled as she reassembled her outfit. “Good. Call me when you’d like the next payment.” She strolled out to find a ‘partner’ for the sake of her history class.

That partner was Phil. He was definitely ideal for this duty. He was a good student, she had seen some of his writing and it was quite nice (she would actually have to dumb down the vocabulary to keep the teacher off the trail)---but most importantly, he was definitely attracted to her. She had seen him check her out virtually every day in class.

She got him alone in the hallway after class and took him to an isolated corner to make the same pitch she had made to Matt the previous evening. “So whaddaya say, Phil? Any interest?” She gave him an alluring look and leaned closer to him as he stood against the wall.

Surprisingly, he didn’t collapse in an overwhelmed stupor. “I’m very interested, Lisa. There’s a few questions, though. First, what would the rate be if I wanted to bring a friend in on the action?” Lisa hid her shock well, and thought quickly. “By himself? Or with you at the same time?”

“Either.”

“For just him, anything would cost normal plus five. Together? It would be the cost of whatever you wanted to as if each act was a separate thing, with no extra charge for him. Think of it as a bulk discount.” The open, frank discussion of what Philip planned to do in this relationship was definitely turning Lisa on, and Phil’s pants were bulging.

He nodded. “Foreplay?”

Lisa smiled and cooed. “No charge for whatever you want to do to me before you make your ‘purchase’.” “And what if I want to go past my original budget by paying cash? Can I translate it directly into my account?”

Lisa’s eyes widened. Phil was completely in control. No shyness. She had approached him about business, and he was attacking the deal to his maximum benefit. She was undeniably turned on by the unexpected turn of events. “You can deposit directly, no problem.”

“We need to set a couple more prices. How much extra for you spending the night with me afterwards, sleeping in the same bed, naked?” She shrugged to hide her shiver of pleasure. “So small a favor would cost five.”

“Non-penetration fucking?”

“Any body part you can make it work, ten.”

“What if I stay inside long enough to cum again?”

“Five extra.”

“And if I start doing one thing and change gears to finish in another?”

“I charge for where you finish plus five, no matter how many changes.”

“I’d also like the base pay to be two-fifty instead of two hundred.”

“You’re that good?”

“I know that there’s no one else who fits what you’re looking for. You need a male who’s in the class, not getting any, competent, and won’t give away what’s going on. Your second pick options are…weak. Besides, this isn’t something you offer as payment because you’re repulsed by it. You like sex, and it doesn’t make that much difference to you whether I get a few extra handjobs as long as you get your grades. So I press my advantage.”

Phil had such an accurate grasp of the situation and was so dominant in their negotiations that she wanted to push him to the floor and fuck him right here. “I see. I’ll accept your condition.” They shook hands. “A pleasure doing business with you, Phil.”


Phil moved deeper into the corner, gesturing Lisa to join him. She moved closer, a bewildered expression on her face. He pulled her into him and whispered into her ear. “I would like a sample of your talents, Ms. Xia…right here, right now.” He moved his hands around her hips rubbing the band of exposed skin between her too-short shirt and skintight white-denim jeans.

She moaned. “What can I do for you?”

“A simple handjob will suffice.”

Without another word, Lisa moved so that she stood next to him on his left, reaching her right hand for his zipper. Bringing out his extremely hard cock, she was once again pleased by the size and form of her partner. Perhaps this would be an even better bargain than she had initially thought.

Uninvited, Phil reached his left arm around Lisa’s narrow body, his hand finding its way to her own crotch, where he started slowly unfastening buttons, then reaching down for her cunt only to discover that she wasn’t wearing panties. Her extremely smooth, Asian skin was stimulating in the extreme to his personal tastes, and as more of that skin wrapped around his member, he throbbed and moaned softly.

Lisa turned her head and whispered into his ear, “Mmmm, Phil, you get off on that minor chance of discovery, don’t you? Oh! I see you’ve found my clit! But do you know what to do with it? You know I can bring you off any time, right? With your cock in my hands, I could probably get you to agree to almost anything. It’s the ultimate power, Phil, and you let it stand right next to you while you try to finger me off.”

She silently quaked in place, her knees wobbling, barely not screaming out. “Oh my god! I am not an easy woman to please, but something about the way you just stuffed your hand into my box brought me off. I think this is gonna be a lot of fun…when you cum all over…your semen scattered in all the different locations we fuck…your seed spraying all over every part of my body and inside of every orifice...”

Phil couldn’t hold back. Lisa’s pumping hand accelerated as he neared his peak, and her other hand was cupped in front of his cockhead. His spurts were thick and full of creamy semen, overflowing her small, feminine hand to leave a large drop on the carpet. Lisa looked into his eyes, lifted her hand to her mouth, and deftly inhaled the sperm off of her hand, swallowing it immediately, then licking the remainder off of her hand.

“No extra charge.” She smiled, and while they both composed themselves, she literally couldn’t stop smiling. Walking away, she made sure to give her hips a certain extra movement that she knew would have Phil captivated with desire. What the heck, Lisa thought, I might give him extra credit just for giving good orgasms.

She went back to her dorm room where her roommate Kaori was shaving her legs. Lisa, being a very horny person, had had more than her share of lesbian encounters, too, for the simple reason that she didn’t care if the tongue or fingers were attached to a male or not. Kaori was her most frequent female partner, and they were both frequently happy to work together on a male guest. For them, it was like something between a hobby and a job, and they loved it.

Kaori, seeing her roommate, continued her naked work casually, asking, “So what’s been going on today?”

“You know how the teachers are cracking down on copying?” Kaori nodded and made I disapproving ‘mmhmm’. “Well, I decided that I don’t want to do work, so I’m hiring guys to do my work for me. All I have to do is make it look more like something that I would do.”

“Well, I can tell how you’re paying them by the look on your face, but if these guys are desperate enough to do a whole extra class worth of work for a little sex, they can’t be that good.”

“Matt’s acceptably good. Phil actually made me cum with just his fingers. I swear that was the most unexpected thing ever.”

Kaori paused mid-thigh. “You’re telling me that Phil, that nerd, is a hot lover?” Lisa moaned in response. “Damn. So when do I get in on it?”

“I’d recommend having him do a class’s work for you, too, if you’re in any of his. He’s smarter than he looks. He just doesn’t work very hard for himself.”

“If he’s smarter than he looks, that’s pretty good. I have him in my history class. How much credit are you making standard?” Lisa told her two hundred, then explained how Phil had renegotiated. “Damn. That’s not what I would’ve predicted he would do, asking about all the prices like that. Wow. I mean, we’ve sold ourselves before on occasion, but this is different, it’s long term.” Kaori’s Hawaiian parents would disown her if they knew she had sex for money. “I’ll talk to him later tonight.”

She called his room around eight o’clock, finding him alone and willing to talk more personally. They met in a secluded grove that was within the small campus's borders, but since it was dark no one would see them unless they got fairly close. The moon cast a shallow blue light on both of them. Phil was nervous, but he had managed to find out from public computer information that Kaori was Lisa’s roommate, and he presumed that had something to do with it. When his roommate had asked who was calling, Phil explained it away as Kaori wanting him to work with her on a history paper... not, strictly speaking, an inaccurate guess.

“Hey Phil,” Kaori said, casually sweeping stray hair behind her ear as she turned and addressed him with her quiet voice. Phil could almost feel the pheromones pulsing from her, and figured that Lisa must have given her all the details about the morning.

“You wanted to see me?”

“Yes. I was talking to Lisa today, and it seemed to me like the two of us may have some common interests.” Her hand reached out and gently slipped onto his left torso as her voice shifted into pure ‘sultry’. “Any thoughts?”

“I believe that we do have some ‘common interests’. However, since it will take even more effort for me to produce a third paper on each assignment than it takes to make the second, I’ll need somewhat more compensation.”

“Three hundred?”

“I was thinking that, in addition to that three hundred, you could arrange for me to meet some of your other friends. And don’t pretend like it would be out of your control to get some of them to do me professionally. Besides, after tonight, you’ll be able to honestly tell them that they’ll enjoy it.” He paused as her smile grew in reaction to his assertive comments. “Same terms as Lisa?”

“We’re like a franchise, baby...” Kaori leaned into Phil, kissing him passionately. “What do you want today?”

“Get on your hands and knees.” She did, and Phil got behind her, unzipping her miniskirt and sliding it down her thighs. As he had guessed, she wasn’t wearing panties. He got his own clothes out of the way quickly, and put two fingers into Kaori’s upturned pussy, earning him a moan. He had started with his fingers to make sure that she was wet and ready, but was surprised by how much juice she was already releasing. This woman was an absolute nymph!

After a few strokes in and out to get things warmed up, Phil took his fingers out and brought his cockhead to the entrance of her pussy lips. Eager to be impaled on him, Kaori reached a hand under herself and pulled his cock to her exposed orifice. Without pause, she shoved her hips backward, bringing his entire length inside of her. “Ohhh! Yeah, that’s good. Some boys would cum just from that move, Phil. I’m glad to see you’re more resilient. Keep fucking me, Phil, don’t stop. Keep going for as hard and as long as you can.”

He didn’t need to be told twice. Before she was even done with her first sentence, he had started thrusting. Back and forth. In and out. Kaori was so juicy that it was almost effortless; her muscles were both eagerly clenched when he was pulling out and open when he was once again filling her with his flesh. Phil was amazed at her abilities, and he could tell that she was trying to bring him off as fast as possible. He was determined that those hour-long masturbation sessions would pay off in endurance now.

After a little over ten minutes of blissful, uninterrupted bombardment, Kaori suddenly groaned out loud, slamming herself all the way back on his cock. Phil broke into a grin—she was cumming! Her contractions were too much for his inexperienced cock, and he burst. Creamy, thick semen blasted throughout Kaori’s insides, filling her again and again. Phil could feel himself spasming, making tiny thrusts in and out to coax more fluid from his body, until he was done and leaned forward putting his chest to her back as they both took deep breaths to recover.

“So, Kaori...think your friends might be interested?”

She nodded eagerly.

A month later, it was Saturday morning, and Phil’s roommate was at home, leaving the room to Phil. His eyes opened and he recalled the prior evening’s events with pleasure. What really struck him was his position on the bed, lying on his left side spooning with a girl on either side of him. Behind him was Lisa, her right arm laying on the side of his ribs. In front of him was Katie Stewart, a gorgeous, black-haired fireball who used Kaori and Lisa to keep her slutty behavior a controlled secret, handpicking guys who wouldn’t ruin her reputation. As evidenced by her insistence that they fall asleep with his cock buried in her ass, that reputation stood to descend all the way to ‘jizz-hungry ass whore’.

Phil had been more than happy to oblige her request. Now that he was awake, it was obvious that lying between two naked beauties would bring him to life, and his cock grew hard entirely within Katie’s soft, tight ass. This, naturally, woke Katie with a moan.

“Ready for more, tiger?”

“For your wonderful body, Katie, I would be ready whenever you wanted.”

Lisa slipped her hand around both our bodies to grope Katie’s right breast. “Mmm, it is a wonderful body. C’mon, Phil, fuck her in the ass. She wants it so much...”

Lisa moved her thin body sensuously down to the foot of the bed, and Phil rolled over onto his back pulling Katie with him, never exiting her creamy white rear. Katie leaned forward until she was kneeling with one leg on either side of Phil’s hips, her spine perpendicular to his, impaled on his cock. Lisa then moved forward again, also straddling Phil, over his upper thighs. Wrapping her right arm around Katie’s ribs, she pulled their bodies together, tit to tit and mouth to mouth. Her other hand descended to Katie’s clit even as she began to thrust up and down on Phil’s iron hard tower. Katie moved her arms in a similar fashion.


Franchise Ch. 02



As time went on, Phil spent more time with Lisa and Kaori, and they spent less time with their usual friends. Phil was immediately more popular, but still didn’t hang out with Lisa’s crowd, since he was already getting all he wanted from them–the love of their women.

This development didn’t sit well with some of Phil’s friends. Namely Caitlin.

They were sitting in her room when she brought it up. “Why are you hanging out with them?”

“Because they’re nice enough people.”

“Bullshit. You used to comment on their slutty, sleazy habits right along with me. Something is different. Don’t lie to me.”

“I didn’t lie. Their personalities are much nicer than I would’ve guessed before meeting them. However, I don’t think you wanna know the entire story. It might make you mad.”

“Go ahead.” Phil hesitated. “Phil, having you hide something like this is killing me. If I promise to hear you out and not leave angry, will that be enough?” He nodded. “Consider it a promise.”

“I’m having sex with them and all of their friends in exchange for doing their history papers.”

Caitlin gasped and covered her face with her hands. “I knew it. I knew you were fucking those whores. Nothing else could explain it.” Phil maintained eye contact. “Phil, is that why you’ve been coming here less? Because I don’t put out and they do?” He gave a shamefaced nod. Caitlin knelt in front of him, still in eye contact, and put her hands on his knees. “Well, Phil. You already know I’m not a virgin, and that I’ve cheated on guys before. One thing I didn’t count on was you Phil. You’re better for me than any boyfriend ever has been, and you never ask for anything. So here and now I’m gonna start rewarding your effort.”

Caitlin’s hands slipped up his thighs, unzipping him as he raised his hips so she could slide his pants and underwear down. She undid the buttons on her blouse as she leaned forward, revealing her bra-encased 34B tits. Phil’s full erection met her lips and he gasped audibly. Caitlin concentrated on her goal, and started taking him deeper, until her nose was buried in his pubic hair.

With his recent experiences in Lisa’s mouth, Phil had learned to recognize high art, and this was it. Caitlin knew what she was doing with her mouth, salivating intensely, bobbing up and down while moving her tongue all around his cock, and, hottest of all, maintaining eye contact with him. She replaced her mouth with her hand for a moment to whisper, vaguely moaning, “Is this what they do to you, Phil? Do they suck you off? An RA or my roommate could walk in at any minute; what do you think they’d say if they caught you cumming all over my face? Mmmm... you’re almost ready. I want to taste you. Will you cum in my mouth, Phil?”

He just moaned and thrust his hips forward in response, quickly earning a smile and a warm, wet, engulfing mouth around his now-quivering organ. As he released his orgasm, filling her mouth with his seed, his breath quickened and he tossed his head back uncontrollably, climaxing fervently into Caitlin’s still-sucking mouth. When he was done she sat back and made it obvious she was swallowing his load.

“See Phil? Now I expect you to keep visiting me so we can have more exchanges like this. No more excuses. Orgasms are just as good from me, and they’re free here, too.” Phil nodded in post-coital ecstasy, and silently thanked Lisa for keeping him so busy that Caitlin would do anything to regain his attention.

The very next day on his way back from class, another close friend, Liz, quietly walked up next to him and struck up a conversation. After a few momentary formalities, Liz broke the normal flow of the conversation. “Phil, I’ve got an unusual question to ask you.” Phil stopped walking and indicated that she should go ahead and ask. “Have you ever thought about me... sexually?”

Phil took the opportunity to let his eyes skim over Liz’s excellent, well-maintained physique, particularly her runner’s legs and C-cup rack. “Well, mostly only when we’re talking, but on some other... occasions, too.”

Liz laughed. “Okay, well, this might seem kind of strange, but Katie was telling me about sort of the latest news, and you came up. So since I guess you sort of know about the school’s sex underworld, I was hoping you could help us with something.” Phil nodded again and gestured for more details. “We, that is—-Katie, Sasha, and I—-we want to have a unique kind of party. The... sex kind. But we need someone there to sort of keep it from getting out of hand.”

“That’s kind of vague. What do you want to happen and what don’t you want to happen?” Phil was extremely aroused by this conversation, obviously. Sasha was another total babe.

Liz blushed. “Well, we want to talk over the details with you as a group. They oughta be inside my dorm hanging out right now; is this a good time?” He nodded and they proceeded quickly to the dorm and then to Liz’s and Katie’s room. They quickly got down to business.

Katie explained the goals, because she was even less shy than the other two girls. “We want to get gangbanged. Blindfolded, so that we don’t know who’s doing it, and can just focus on the feelings. We’ll tell the guys who are supposed to show up, and they’ll get to the room at random times throughout the night to fuck us. We want you to referee.”

Sasha took over, saying, “Basically, since we’ll be blindfolded, and all three of us decided we’d like it better if our hands were tied to the bedposts, we need someone to keep things from getting out of control. For instance, I don’t want guys ramming themselves down my throat.” Liz and Katie nodded. “And Liz and I don’t want guys doing us in the ass—I guess you already know Katie doesn’t mind that at all, but we think most guys are a little rough left to their own whims. So we’d want you to stop a guy from doing those things, and you’re strong enough for them to listen. Also, you’ll know who’s allowed to show up, so you can keep this from turning into a schoolwide gangbang if one of our guys lets slip the news.”

Liz sat in his lap and laid her hand on his sternum, leaning her head over Phil's shoulder. “So Phil, what do you think? Could you do us this big a favor? We’d be very appreciative.” Phil, reaching under Liz’s shirt to grasp the supple, bra-concealed flesh of her breast, simply nodded. 

In one of the hottest moments of his life, Phil watched as each of the three girls stripped their tops over their heads, leaving their bras on, and then knelt in front of him, practically ripping his pants and underwear from his body. Liz and Katie started making out with each other from opposite sides of his cock, dousing the sides of his shaft in their saliva, while Sasha took position at the end and forced the fleshpipe into her mouth repeatedly. After a few minutes, Sasha went down far enough that she broke up the liplock of the other two, who promptly moved north. Katie pulled down Liz’s remaining clothes so that she could put her cunt over Phil’s waiting mouth, then joined Sasha at cock level.

Soon, Liz’s moans were growing to a climactic peak on Phil's well-practiced tongue, and Phil’s groans were audible even through Liz’s bush. Katie and Sasha alternated who was sucking him, but as he approached his climax, Katie let Sasha take charge and instead pulled Phil’s hand to her breast. Liz burst into orgasm on his tongue, and a few moments later, Sasha started guzzling down his own juices.

When the group had settled down a little, Katie said, “So you see, Phil, while we’re blindfolded, you’ll have three nubile love slaves for the night. We’d be excited for you to take advantage of us along with the other guests.”

“In fact,” Sasha said, “we’d be delighted if you would invite a mystery guest, so we’re even less likely to know who’s on top.”

“I can’t believe my ears and I still think I’m dreaming, but I’ll certainly be happy to help you ladies out.”

The night of the event came up soon enough and Phil got there early, then watched the gorgeous girls strip off all their clothes, lay down, and put on blindfolds. Tying their hands to the headboards, he relished the total control that he now had over their bodies. Soon enough the first guy arrived, and Phil let him in and decided now was as good a time as any to get started for himself. The new guy went straight for Liz while he set his clothes aside, then crawled on top of her and plunged inside to the hilt. Deciding to go for the new experience, Phil went to Sasha and buried himself in her hairy bush with no warning, earning a shocked moan.

As he pistoned harder and Sasha moved on her own to complement his thrusts, Phil watched her breasts wobble and her abs display how deep her breaths were. She vocalized her pleasure, "Ohhhh, that's it, deeper... don't say a word, boy, just keep getting the friction right theeeere!" Sasha exploded in orgasm, thrashing about on the bed beneath Phil's rampant body. Phil covered her cunt with his juices, his mission accomplished.

While he had been busy with Sasha, another guy had arrived and gone to the unoccupied girl, Katie. Each of the girls had a sign over themselves, with Sasha's reading "no oral, no anal", Liz's reading "no anal" and Katie's reading "no soft cocks". Phil mused that she had gotten worse since he met her--now she didn't care about her reputation, she just wanted to fuck. Who was Phil to complain; the girls were all just months from high school graduation, all of consenting age, and all the labeling in the world wouldn't change Phil's attraction to their flesh. The guy who had come in, seeing the sign, did what most men would do and jumped up the beautiful girl's ass.

The man who had been working over Liz had gotten up and headed to Sasha's bed, but Liz looked unsatisfied. Phil was about to bend over and finish her climax himself with his mouth, when his "mystery guest", Lisa, arrived. The hosts of the party hadn't strictly said to invite a man, so Phil had brought her in to liven things up. He directed her to strip, which she did without hesitating, and then he made it clear that he wanted her to eat out Liz's sperm-covered entryway. Liz's face lit up when she realized someone was going to finish the job that the other guy had prematurely abandoned, and she got more excited by the prospect of a thorough tongue cleaning rather than the quick lick she had expected.

For hours, the men entered and left, girls moaning and quivering with pleasure. There was semen all over them, and for a little while, Phil had Lisa lick it off of them, until he told her to go and rejoined the rotation of thrusting men. Eventually when he was sinking in and out of Katie's cunt, she said her ass and throat hurt from the penetrations of the day, and Phil decided to close up shop. He dismounted, watched the two men who were there finish, and then kicked them out and locked the door.

In the quiet room, he went over to Liz and whispered in her ear, "It's over, Liz. How do you feel?"

She made a self-satisfied squirming motion accompanied by a cute grin. "Perfect! I'm a little sore, but that was the most satisfying sex I've ever had." Phil removed the blindfold and untied her wrists. She blinked, smiled tiredly, and reached around his neck to pull their lips together with a fervent kiss, somewhat more cumstained than Phil would have preferred, but it was enjoyable anyway; she was still a beautiful woman. "Thanks, Phil. We couldn't have done this without you." She giggled. "Well, at least not with our asses intact."

Phil released the other two girls, with similar receptions. The three girls went into the suite's bathroom to shower together, but when Phil tried to join them, they pushed him to the bed and said he should wait there. He listened to them giggle in the shower, and felt sure that after this, he would never run short of female attention. He had told Lisa to come back around this time, so he let her in and she snuggled up against him. Their sex contract made casual cuddling a trivial thing, which Phil enjoyed a lot.

Lisa laughed a little at Phil's bizarre circumstance. "Well, I may have started the sex business at this school, but it looks like you're making out pretty well for yourself, Phil. I guess every girl needs a trustworthy guardian angel who'll put it in her backdoor from time to time!"

The naked, now wet, trio of Katie, Sasha, and Liz reemerged, and recognized Lisa but didn't express too much surprise at her presence. "Ladies, meet the mystery guest." They betrayed a little surprise.

"So that's why I got licked so nicely," Sasha grinned and maneuvered herself into Lisa's lap, starting a very active kiss. Phil's erection started to respond to this image, when he noticed Liz and Katie slide toward him, each straddling one of his thighs, their own legs rubbing together in the middle.

This time it was Liz who leaned into his ear to whisper. "Phil, everyone's a little tired right now, so we're not gonna suck you off just yet. Instead, we're gonna pin you here until we've all slept for a few hours, and then we aren't letting you go until we drain you completely." 

Once again, Phil thought to himself how much he loved his life.



Franchise Ch. 03



It was the end of her senior year of high school, and Lisa was annoyed by the last research paper of the year. Fortunately, she had a deal to have it taken care of by her business partner, Phil. Ever since their deal had started, he had done her history assignments in exchange for a supply of credit that translated into sexual favors. Lisa's roommate Kaori had the same kind of deal with him. 

Lately, though, Phil had been getting a surprising amount of action on his own, which was initially not a factor in their deals, so Kaori and Lisa decided to talk to him as soon as they got this assignment. It was possible their business partner wouldn't feel he needed their services anymore, so he wouldn't want to write two extra papers when he could get laid for free.

"Hey Phil," Lisa greeted him casually as they approached him in one of his usual locations. "Got a minute for us?"

Phil took in the sight of his beautiful "clients" when he glanced up from his book. They had similar thin, toned physiques, but there were differences. Kaori was slightly darker, as she was Hawaiian while Lisa was Chinese. Lisa was about two inches taller, and it was all in her great legs. Kaori had a little more substance to her frame, with a noticeably larger rack and rounder ass, which made Phil think she was the prettier one, by a narrow margin. Lisa's eyes were a little deeper-set, and her cheekbones were a little higher, but overall, they were both similar visions proclaiming "sex" to an observer.

"Absolutely. I guess you want to talk about the research paper in history class." The girls acknowledged this. "Don't worry, I'll still do it." Relief washed over the girls' faces. "Actually, we should go to the library now; there won't be many people there at this hour."

"Why would we go to the library for you to do our research?"

"Well, sweetie, one of the easiest ways to catch onto people who aren't actually writing research papers is to check with the librarian to see if they've checked anything out recently. If I check out all the books, and you two check out nothing, our teacher isn't _that_ stupid; he'd catch on. So you two will come with me, even into the stacks." They assented once they understood.

The library wasn't that far away, and within ten minutes they were inside the stacks. Their boarding school shared a library with the surrounding town, so it was far larger than any ordinary high school library, with several floors of books. Phil quickly found what they needed and set it aside on a study table.

"Now, ladies, there is the matter of your accounts with me."

Lisa sidled up to him and put her hands on his chest. "Ooo, Phil, wanna fuck us in the stacks?"

"Yes, but I've got some other special requests. See that good-looking straight-laced girl over there? Kaori, I want you to go seduce her. If you can get your tongue in her box and make her cum, Lisa will ravage you when you come back. If after you get into her, you convince her to go down on you, when you come back Lisa and I will please you together." Lisa and Kaori, Asian and Hawaiian features not usually prone to blushing, were quite red in the face now. They looked at each other, expressions somewhere between giggling and hesitation, then looked back at Phil.

"Later there will be more, but for now, go get her." While Kaori walked over to the girl, Phil took Lisa to an angle where they were concealed behind a shelf, but with a few books pushed to the side, they could see the aisle Kaori would soon be in. Phil then looked at Lisa. "Lean up against this shelf."

Lisa could feel herself getting very wet, and hoped she would soon have some relief. This situation was so improbable that as more and more of what Phil wanted was revealed, she kept getting more aroused. As she leaned against the shelving (fortunately very well-supported shelving), Phil spread her hands a little wider, then her legs. Lisa thought to herself how good her decision to wear a miniskirt had been today.

Phil reached around and started unbuttoning her top, pressing his groin against her ass. Just as he did so, Kaori started talking to the anonymous girl. As Kaori touched her new friend's shoulder, Lisa felt Phil's hands go around her abs, working up her back to her bra clasp. He undid it and worked his hands slowly back around to her front, grabbing hold of her breasts as they watched Kaori lean in to kiss the girl.

Soon Kaori had the girl with her back pushed against the shelving, both of Kaori's hands groping her obscenely as shirt buttons were undone, or in Kaori's case, the shirt went off straight over her head, revealing her braless breasts, which almost magnetically attracted a groping hand of their own.

Lisa, impatient and increasingly turned on, pushed her pelvis back against Phil's groin, and he released her rack for a few moments to pull her panties down and bring his cock into the open. He rubbed his end against Lisa's desperate lips, but denied her penetration even as she moaned with desire. Only when Kaori got on her knees and attacked her partner's lower body garments did Phil thrust forward. Lisa, a loud lover, had to consciously keep her mouth closed as she let out the built up moan, to prevent being overheard. Her drenched cunt enveloped Phil easily, and she quickly tried to accelerate the pace to bring herself off.

Kaori, for her part, had gotten the girl's jeans and panties low enough that she could begin her work in earnest, and wasted no time involving her fingers as well as her tongue. As Lisa watched, the girl flipped back her light brown hair, mouth completely open in a silent testament to Kaori's skill, her left hand resting on the back of Kaori's head, and her right holding her up against the shelves.

When Phil courteously brought his hand against her clit, Lisa's attention was re-centered on her own physical actions. Just as several times before, Phil's cock was embedded deeply within Lisa's body, rubbing every sensitive spot. He was not especially gifted in size, but he knew how much a little non-plowing movement would help a girl out, and Lisa was crashing over the finish line as he employed his knowledge. He did not hold back, instead watching the other girl climax on Kaori's face at the same time he felt Lisa's pleasure on his own body. His semen rushed forward, jetting into Lisa's cunt forcefully, painting her insides with a coating of white liquid.

Everyone seemed to pause for a minute to recover, then, shockingly, the unknown girl tugged up her clothes, strolled over to Phil's and Lisa's hiding place, and kissed Phil. "That was the most erotic thing I've ever done, Phil, thank you." She gave him another peck.

"You were magnificent, Kay."

Lisa, still planted on Phil's depleting cock, abandoned it as she turned, "You planned this?!" Phil nodded, self-satisfaction evident. "Why all the pretense, then? Why not just have the foursome?"

Kaori answered for him. "I, for one, was totally into it this way. I was so worried the seduction would fail I think I almost came the second Kay grabbed my boobs!"

"Speaking of which, Lisa, I think Kaori needs some service after a performance like that." Lisa hesitated just a moment, making eye contact with the stranger who had just put on a live show for her, but complied, coaxing Kaori onto her back on the floor of the aisle. She started with some serious kissing, knowing Phil thought this was intensely erotic between two girls from past threesomes.

Meanwhile, as Lisa drifted down Kaori's exposed abs, rubbing and kissing the whole way while working to remove Kaori's remaining clothes, Phil stripped Kay completely. Running his hands from her breasts to her ass, he kissed the nape of her neck, then maneuvered her onto her hands and knees over Kaori. Kay's face was over Kaori's abs, and when Lisa glanced up, she got a view of Kay's mid-sized orbs dangling.

Positioning her generous pelvis above Kaori's moaning face, she lowered herself down to get additional tongue treatment. Kaori, looking at the upside-down version of what she had just worked on, turned her normal cunnilingus plan upside down, too, using her finger on Kay's clit and focusing her tongue on the glistening pink lips in front of her.

Phil had obviously recovered thanks to the insanely hot display in front of him, and placed his hands on Kay's wide, feminine hips to signal her that he was about to enter. She started to raise back up from Kaori's tongue, but he put his hand on the small of her back indicating it wasn't necessary.

Kay looked back over her shoulder as Phil positioned his erect cock in the cleft of her ass. As Kay made eye contact with him to communicate her surprise at this unexpected probe, he aimed and thrust forward slowly. Her face contorted as she felt her muscles try to accommodate him in her ass. Until now, Kay had occasionally offered her mouth or cunt to him as an inducement to spend time with her instead of his "hired help", but this was the first time he had stepped outside of that small side arrangement, using his pull with her to bring her into an orgy. Kay was very aroused, but hadn't expected him to try that! Slowly, inch by inch, he sank deeper and she adapted to it.

Lisa, for her part, was mostly focused on bringing Kaori off. As highly sexed, slutty roommates, they had shared a healthy number of orgasms with each other, with a man there or not, so Lisa knew where to go to maximize effect. Having just cum on Phil's cock, and getting his first load, no less, she understood that orgy etiquette demanded she take her turn in the 'off' spot. Lisa knew, however, that Phil would be drained before getting back to her (silly amateur men thinking three-on-one was a good ratio...), so the gears started spinning on how she could get a quality hot cock, and soon.

Kay's moan broke through her reverie. Lisa had received anal sex more than her share of times, and had watched other girls on the receiving end as well. She tilted her head on Kaori's mound just enough to see Kay's expression, and recognized that tumultuous cross between "why is that in there?!" and "deeper!" for what it was. Kay swayed back and forth with each thrust, her clit staying attached to Kaori's tongue as much as possible.

Eventually, someone had to come, and the first domino was Kaori. Lisa withdrew her finger and mouth, but then heard Kay ramping up to a very loud orgasm. Deciding it would be silly to get discovered like this, she muffled Kay's lips with her own, continuing to tangle after Kay's great moan was over. As they split, Phil hit his deepest point and stopped moving, pumping everything he had deep into Kay.

After taking a few moments to slow their breathing, and to allow Kaori to extricate herself from underneath Kay, Lisa started reassembling herself. Phil, still enjoying his authority with them, asked, "Where are you going, Lisa?"

"You aren't going to revive again, and I am not sated. So I'm going hunting. You have some papers to write. If you need a muse, call me when you're about halfway done." Kaori quickly followed.



Franchise Girls Club



Disclaimer: This story is purely fiction; none of these events ever occurred, and those celebrities shown here do not act this way. This is purely fantasy and should be treated as such; furthermore, no minors should continue reading this. 

***** 

"I still can't believe I'm here with you guys!" 

Shailene Woodley, the young 22-year-old rising star, could barely contain her excitement as she lifted her drink to her lips once again. Sitting by a nightclub's table, she wore a simple button-up blue shirt and jeans which, combined with her tomboyish looks and short hair, could make her easily mistaken for a young male by anyone who looked at her from afar. 

Though anyone who did would also be too busy being jealous of the 'boy' considering whom her companion was. 

"Then you better start believing it, 'cause now you are one of us and we always stick together." Said, the blonde at her side. 

With an equally short hair, only blonde and in a more feminine cut, and wearing a black top with a jacket over and a long black skirt, was none other than a cheerful Jennifer Lawrence. The blonde sweetheart and Shailene were sitting by a table at the club's corner, well hidden from everyone's eyes. 

As the music started stopping, they stopped chatting as they saw another girl approaching the table. 

"Hey Alex, glad you managed to come." Jennifer said, raising a glass to her. The newcomer, bright-eyed Alexandra Daddario, smiled back as she greeted the two girls. 

"Where are Emma and Kristen?" She asked as she sat down. 

"We are right here." Said a British-accented voice as the two girls in question appeared, drinks in hand. "We were on the bar, but we saw you arrive." 

The two sat down, which completed their little group and the eye pleasing sight most males would love to see. 

Besides Shailene and Jennifer, Kristen Stewart had her dark brown locks long and left casually wild. She was clad in nothing but tight jeans and an almost see-through, loose top, the outline of her black bra visible from underneath. 

Emma Watson, on the other hand, was dressed in a nice but rather loose white dress and a matching skirt, in fact so matching they could be mistaken as part of the dress. Her clothing hug her body nicely but not in a vulgar way, elegant but still very attractive. 

Alexandra Daddario, was dressed in a relatively simpler outfit. She had a black top that was open around the back, being held up by straps behind her neck; it still hugged enough to accentuate her impressive chest. Right down she had a very short mini-skirt that revealed most of her thighs, giving her overall a very sexy look. 

"So, Shailene." Kristen asked their new friend. "How are you enjoying our little date so far?" 

Her expression elicited chuckles from around the table as Shailene laughed along. "It is great! I mean, just being with you guys is already amazing! I... I can't..." 

"Believe me, she truly can't." Jennifer quipped. "She has been babbling about how unbelievable this is every five minutes. Please, don't get her started again." 

Shailene blushed a bit. "Well, don't worry Shai. We all stick together-" 

"I've told her that too." 

The five girls chuckled again as they downed their drinks. "I know it can be overwhelming at first." Said the British of the group. "I mean, in the last few years you went from a common girl to playing along with George Clooney and Kate Winslet!"  

"Not that common, I hope." Shailene said. "I mean, I've done smaller roles in TV and films since I was younger. I even played in 'The OC', though most people don't remember." 

"Sorry, I'm guilty." Alexandra said, looking sheepish as the others looked at her. "I used to watch that." 

"I played Willa Holland's role in the first season." Shailene helped. "Then my character left for the second season, which made me leave too, and when she came back they decided to go with Willa." 

"I remember Willa." Jennifer said. "I worked with her in my first film. It was really shitty, but she was really kind. And she is doing 'Arrow' now, so she may become big soon." 

"I hope." Alexandra muttered under her breath, though the others heard. She noticed their looks. "Uhm... No offence, Shai, but I really liked Willa in 'The OC'. I would love to have her in our group too." 

"Then why don't you invite her too?" Shailene asked. 

"Because that kinda misses the point of our little club?" Kristen said in a slightly sarcastic tone, enough to make Shailene blush in shame. "I mean, we are Franchise Girls. It is supposed to be a private club, just for us." 

"What Kristen is trying to say is that we have a motif for our get-together." Emma jumped in, apologizing for the 'Twilight' star's rudeness. "I mean, there are us, Alexa Vega, Vanessa Hudgens... All are or were leading ladies from movie franchises." 

"I feel special when you put it like this." Shailene blushed, then blushed even harder when Jennifer Lawrence hugged her. 

"You certainly are!" The girls laughed. 

They kept chatting animatedly about themselves and whichever gossip came up. Emma eventually excused herself from the group as she went to the bathroom; only then did Shailene notice Kristen was also missing from the table. 

She didn't get to dwell on that for long as Alexandra got up and took the seat at her side. With her at one side and Jennifer at the other, Shailene suddenly found herself quite shy... 

- 

Having noticed the person missing from the table, Emma excused herself to find her. Not that she would have to look far; she immediately went to the most likely place, though not 'most likely' for the usual reasons. "Why is it that I knew you would be here?" 

Kristen Stewart stopped washing her face as she looked at her friend coming in through the door. "Similar minds think alike." 

"Oh please, we aren't similar in this point." Emma Watson replied, moving closer as she sighed. "So, what were you doing? Weed or coke?" 

Kristen raised an eyebrow. "Why? Want a bit too?" 

Emma sighed again. "You know I don't do that. Anyway, what are your thoughts on her?" 

"Shailene?" Kristen asked, turning around to lean against the sink. "Meh, she seems okay. Jennifer seemed to take a real liking to her... Do you think she does weed? With all her ecological bullshit she says she is in, I was thinking of offering some to her." 

"Who knows?" Emma turned to the sink, checking herself on the bathroom mirror. Kristen noticed the 'conversation is over' gesture from her friend and huffed, but then started smirking. 

With a quick movement Kristen got behind Emma, putting both hands on the sink at either side of the girl so the Brit was effectively trapped. By the time Emma noticed it was too late, as she turned to find herself trapped between the sink and Kristen. 

"Come on, KStew, someone may come in and see us." 

"You know I hate this nickname." Kristen hissed through gritted teeth, pushing forward against the brunette until she was almost sitting on the sink. Emma groaned a bit but grinned. "And you are liking it, you prude bitch." 

Emma frowned at the 'insult', but didn't get a chance to reply as Kristen leaned forward and pressed her lips against her neck. Emma soon started moaning as Kristen started moving around her neck, kissing and licking before slowly moving upwards.  

"Can you imagine how many horny fanboys would love to watch this scene?" Kristen asked with a smile, moving back to watch Emma's face. The British, in turn, glared hotly at her before finally throwing her arms around her neck and pulling the pale girl closer, smashing their lips in a passionate kiss. 

And it was this scene, Hermione Granger pressed tightly against a bathroom sink by Bella Swann while they made out, that Beatrice Prior saw when she opened the bathroom door. 

"Holy fuck!" Shailene exclaimed, paralyzed by the sight she was witnessing. Immediately the two lovers broke off and looked at her; Emma blushing, wide-eyed and looking a bit ashamed while Kristen smirked sultrily, keeping herself pressed as much as possible against the Brit while looking at the newcomer. 

"Shit. Look, Shai..." Emma started, trying to explain the situation. She tried to push Kristen away but found the 'Twilight' star incompliant. "Bloody hell, Kristen, let me explain to her." 

"What is there to explain? I think she witnessed enough." Kristen turned to a still stunned Shailene Woodley, who had her mouth hanging open. "And I think she doesn't mind either." 

With that Kristen turned back to Emma, moving one of her dress' straps to start exposing her breast. Before Emma could stop Kristen dove downwards and planted her lips on the exposed skin, giving a small love-bite to make the brunette moan in surprise and shame. 

"Oh my God... I'm... I'm sorry to have interrupted." An embarrassed Shailene quickly apologized before running away from the bathroom. 

Seeing this, Emma used all her willpower to give a strong push and make Kristen disengage from her body. "Why did you do that?!" 

"Oh, come on. She was going to discover one way or another." Kristen whined, trying to grab her (girl)friend's hips but having Emma push her hands away. "Seriously, Em! At least she won't be so surprised when one of us makes a pass on her. Or are you just angry she might think you are taken?" 

"Oh, don't you dare get jealous!" 

"Who said I'm jealous? If anything, the thought of a threesome with you two makes me even hotter.,," Kristen once again moved forward, only to be stopped. "C'mon, let Jen and Alex sort it out. You know how horny I get when I'm stoned..." 

"Sorry, Kristen, but you fucked up right now." Emma moved her dress' strap back in place, fixing herself up before moving to the door. "I've got to find her before she quits on us. You know how bad this is going to get if she lets it out?" 

"I told you, Jen and Alex can fix that." Kristen followed her, her tone turning into a whine. "Are you seriously gonna leave me fucking hanging?! I'm going to explode if I don't fuck you right now!" 

"Take that as punishment. Now excuse me." With that Emma left after Shailene, leaving a frustrated Kristen Stewart in the bathroom. 

... 

"Fucking righteous limey. She is gonna get hers soon enough." Kristen mumbled darkly, obviously in a now-gloomy mood after being denied sex from her friend. 

As she left the bathroom shortly after Emma—waiting for a moment to see if she would come back or not—she looked around her, seeing the usual partying and dancing around the nightclub. After a while of searching her eyes found the table they were in; she could make out the four others sitting around it, though she could not make what they were talking or even their reactions from the distance. 

"I told her that ecoshit didn't mind it." Kristen grumbled, seeing enough to know the 'Divergent' star wasn't throwing a fit. She grunted in exasperation. "Damnit, know what do I do... What the fuck are you looking at?" 

Her question was directed at a guy standing close by, leaning against the wall and looking at her. He blinked in surprise at being caught staring and tried looking away. 

"Hey, I'm talking to you." Kristen moved towards him. "Wait, do I know you?" 

Now the man looked nervous at her enquires, and Kristen was sure she knew him from somewhere. 

"I-I don't think so, Ms. Stewart..." He replied meekly, followed by a barely audible whisper. "Shit..." 

After a few moments of silence, Kristen started smirking as she finally 'recognized' him. 

"You are one of Emma's guys, aint't you?" Kristen said playfully, and he gulped at being caught. "Heh, should have expected that horny limey would be prepared for the night. Was she planning to make a... 'party'?" 

One of the highlights of their little girl club was that it was private, and what Shailene caught was just an appetizer compared to the more common occurrences. It wasn't uncommon for their get-togethers to turn into outright fucking; as such, in order to spice up things, they often brought guys along. They all had good, trustworthy guys on their paycheck for these occasions; guys who would be at their beck and call, knew how to be discreet and—of course—were willing to fuck them as much as they wanted. 

"Let me guess, you weren't supposed to be seen?" Kristen asked sultrily, to which the man nodded while keeping an 'I am fucked' expression on his face. "Don't worry, it is alright..." 

Kristen moved closer to him, placing her hand seductively against his chest, as she looked him over. Smiling as she saw how positively his body seemed to react, she without warning pushed against his body strongly. He groaned as his back flattened against the wall, unable to avoid her body as her small breasts pressed against his chest... And her hand moved downwards. 

"You certainly are one of Emma's boys. She is a fucking size queen, after all..." Kristen said huskily, her voice almost a whisper as she grabbed and massage his boner through his pants. "I'm very horny right now, and your boss left me hanging. Think you can take her place, big guy?" 

He groaned, eyes closed as he tried resisting her tease. "She is going to be pissed I left my post, much less had sex without her permission..." 

"Oh, fuck her. She owes me." She hissed, her hands tightening around his crotch and making him whimper slightly. "If anything happens I will just employ you myself." 

He mentally debated the matter for a couple moments, then looked over at the table's direction. Then he looked back at Kristen, who was glaring at him as she waited. "Where?" 

Smirking, Kristen guided them around the club, moving through the crowds of people. He barely paid attention to the path she was taking them on, far too entranced he was; only when she led them through the club's backdoor and into the alley behind it did he snap back to reality. 

Without another word Kristen pushed him against the wall, and before he could react she was going down on her knees, his pants unzipped and down as she took his hard cock in her mouth. 

"Oh God!" He moaned loudly, his face scrunching tightly as he felt her tongue swirl around the head and her lips suck him in. 

He moved his hands down, running his fingers along her hair and to her cheek. She glared up at him, keeping her gaze on his as she licked along his member and lightly bobbed on it. 

"Have you gotten this before, hm?" She asked, taking him out of her mouth but continuing to stroke with her hand. "Tell me, how many times have I sucked your cock? How many times have you felt my lips and my tongue around it?" 

He could only grunt and moan, unable to answer her. Kristen continued with her torture, smirking sultrily and glaring at him with half-lidded eyes while her hand jerked him off, occasionally licking or touching her lips on it. "How many times have you fucked me? Tell me..." 

"Far too many to count...!" He finally yelled at her, his hand closing on her hair and pulling her face back into his cock, almost slamming her face into it. "Now, shut the fuck up!" 

Kristen moaned around his cock, whether in approval or not he didn't know or care. Still glaring up at him, the former 'Twilight' star started bobbing her head up and down on his cock, sucking him in deeply as his hand in her hair further guided her movement. 

"That's it... Keep taking that hard cock... Damn, you are so good at this..." He told her, earning a couple hums in approval. 

Placing his other hand at the side of her head, he tightened his hold and started moving her face himself, forcing her to take even more of his cock inside. Kristen didn't seem to mind as she let him take control, more and more of his inches finding their way inside her. 

In no time Kristen started gagging as his dick invaded her narrow throat, his hands keeping her from withdrawing and forcing her to keep him balls-deep in. She coughed a bit as he moved his hips back, giving her space for a moment before thrusting back forward and proceeding to literally face-fuck her. 

"That is it, show me how good a cocksucker you are!" He grunted, continuing to slam into her. Looking down, he saw to his amusement that she had already snaked a hand inside her jeans and, from the movement of her arm, was already getting lost in her own pleasure. 

He let go of her head, letting her draw her face away from his waist and breathe freely again. He looked down at her, seeing her glare straight into his eyes, their gaze locked into each other as she continued fingering herself. 

"I thought you said you wanted me to do that?" He asked, teasingly. "What use am I if you can do it yourself?" 

"Then why don't you make yourself useful?" She growled back, never breaking eye contact or slowing down her masturbation. "Come on, you bastard. Come fuck me!" 

Almost immediately he reached down and grabbed her by the arm, pulling her to her feet. As he got her standing he kept a hold of her arms, keeping her from continuing her activities; with a swift, almost brutish movement, he turned them around and pushed her against the wall. 

"That is more like it." Kristen said, keeping her eyes trained on his. With one hand he pinned her hands above her head; with the other he drifted down her body, inside her shirt and groped her breasts. "Hhmm... That is way more like it... Come on, take my clothes off!" 

Not one to question her, he let go of her hands—which she kept obediently over her head—to grab the hem of her semi-see-through top, pulling it over her head and revealing her pale body and small, bra-encased boobs to him. 

"You know, I never really stopped to admire these." He said, unclasping her bra and moving to fondle the small pert mounds. 

"There is not much to admire." Kristen said, her voice pretty much ordering him to disagree. 

"But there still is something." With a smirk he lowered himself so he was eye-level with her breasts, the nipples hard and protruding as he pinched and groped the little mounds. Accepting the unspoken invitation he leaned forward to give them a teasing lick, earning a laughing moan from the starlet. "They seem sensitive, too." 

As he continued to lick and tease her, she once again moved her hands downwards into her pants. Rubbing herself slowly, the dark haired girl couldn't help whimpering when he closed his mouth around a breast, suckling and biting at her sensitive skin. 

"Do they taste good, hm?" She asked, putting her idle hand on his short hair as she grinned at his worship. "Say, is it the first time you do that?" 

"I never had the chance." He said, taking his mouth off her for a second before start to give small sucks along the smallish mound. "I might have cummed on them, though." 

"You fucker." She said, grinning. 

As he eventually drew back from her body, he started moving upwards, kissing along her collarbone, up her neck and jaw. As his face came upon hers, their mouths came together in a searing, lust-filled motion as they kissed hotly, immediately putting their tongues to work against each other. 

In a couple moments, in a mess of limbs and instinct-guided movements, their situation had already escalated: Kristen's jeans and underwear were pooled on the floor; she was lifted from the floor, her legs wrapped around his waist as his fully erected cock nested comfortably inside her; their mouths joined together, kissing passionately as he thrust his hips into her and used his hands holding her by the thighs/ass to further move her. 

"Hhhmmm... Fuck...!" She hissed against him whenever their mouths separated, their foreheads continuing to touch as they glared at each other. "Yes... Like that, don't stop..." 

"You like it, hm? You love having that spoiled cunt fucked raw, don't you?" He whispered back, earning a growl from his current lover as he pushed her against the wall. With the building's side helping to support her body, he could redirect more of his strength and focus on the fucking and started impaling her harder and deeper. 




Franchise Girls Club



"Tell me how much you like it." He asked her, slowing down as one of his hands moved to grope her chest. "Tell me how much you like being fucked like a slut." 

"Hhmm... Yeah!" She moaned loudly. "I love this, I fucking love being fucked like this, now shut up and keep fuck the shit out of me!" 

As she pulled him as close as possible and joined their lips together again, he set back into a strong pace as he fucked her. Within a few minutes she screamed into his mouth, her answer being a grunt as her cunt tightened around his cock she was brought to an orgasm. 

"Ooohhh!... Oohhh... You fucker... That's it..." She babbled between kisses as her orgasm took course, his thrusting not diminishing their intensity despite the added constriction. "Oh God..." 

She gasped as he drew himself out, telling her to stand up. As soon as her still wobbly legs touched the floor he grabbed her hips and turned her around, pushing her against the wall as he pressed against her from behind. 

"Ugh... What do you think you are doing?" She said with a smirk, her face turned to the side to glance at him. "What, you think I'm gonna let you fuck my ass?" 

"I was thinking about fucking your cunt from behind. But now that you mention it..." His hands drifted low to her shapely ass, groping it before giving her a firm slap. "It has been a long time since I had a shot at that." 

"You motherfucker." She said, almost laughing as she wiggled her fine backside against him, earning it a couple more smacks. Under his assault she continued her playful questioning. "And who told you I would let you fuck my ass?" 

"Well, right now, even if you didn't let me..." At this he reached up and grabbed her by her long hair, cocking her head back and prompting a yelp from her. "...then I'm just gonna take it." 

He used his hand on her hair and another on the waist to position her, pressing her upper body against the wall as her ass jutted out in his direction, almost begging for him. Not one to disappoint, he grabbed her cheeks and set his cock at her puckered entrance. 

"You fucker." She hissed as he teased her asshole. "Just do it already." 

"Them tell me how much you want it, why don't you?" He wiggled his hips, torturing her with his cock's head. "Tell me how you want this cock inside you. 

"Yes! I want it!" She said, impatiently trying to push him inside her. "I'm just a slut who desperately wants a cock inside her, okay? Are you happy now?!" 

Rather than words, he answered by tightening his grasp on her hips and pushing forward strongly, breaking through the tightness of her anal entrance to nest inside her warm backdoor. 

"Shit... No matter how many times I fuck it, you continue as tight as the first time!" He said as he started moving, trying to set a pace. "You are amazing, Kristen." 

"Uuggh... Thanks..." She said between groans. She had her cheek pressed against the wall, her face turned to the side; he could see her face scrunched up as she adjusted to the invasion, biting her bottom lip so seductively to keep from screaming. "Fuuuck... This is so good..." 

After a while trying, he eventually managed to get used to her tight ass and started slipping his cock inside it, pulling almost completely out before slamming back inside. Kristen's body was rocked by his hard thrusts, her face pressing almost painfully against the wall as she alternated between grunts and moans while he fucked her. 

It was by sheer luck that no one came across this scene, the 'Twilight' star being fucked in the ass by a common guy against a wall. Though, with their mindset taken over by pleasure, the most that could happen was their romp becomes a threesome.  

"Ooooooohhh God! Fuck... Faster... Hhhhmmmm..." Kristen moaned out, gasping in surprise as he leaned forward. He held her by the hair, pulling a bit as he brought his face close to hers and gave her a hard kiss. 

"Shit, if you keep tightening like that I won't hold for long." He told her, kissing her cheek and ear almost lovingly—a strange contradiction from the brutal, almost rape-like ass-pounding he was simultaneously giving her. 

Within a couple 'minutes'—really, one's perception of time gets really messed up when fucking—Kristen started feeling her legs get weak, not withstanding his strong thrusts. 

"Then get the fuck on the floor!" 

He held into her waist and brought her along as he drew back, never taking his cock from inside her; this allowed Kristen to slide off the wall and lower herself, until there was enough space for her go on her knees and support herself on her hands. 

Now with her in the traditional doggy-style position, the thrusts restarted with renewed vigor and the pace became faster and harder; Kristen's body rocked back and forth by the violence of the thrusts, the sound of their skin slapping against each other being as loud as her moaning. The fact his balls kept hitting her pussy whenever he slammed himself into her only added to the pleasure. 

"Hhhhmmm... Ooohh yeeeesss... Fuck me, fuck meeeee!" Kristen kept babbling, sometimes almost incoherently as he kept pounding her. After a while the pleasure reached its peak, the ever-lovely constriction of her ass muscles helping intensify the feeling and bring him to the edge. 

"C'mon you slut, where do you want it?!" He almost growled, trying to keep the pace while doing his best to avoid blowing. 

"Wherever you want!" She yelled back, moaning like a bitch. With his mind far too busy to think over his options, he settled for continuing what he started. 

He grabbed her hair again, bringing her upper body upwards to press against his chest and snuggling his face against her neck. Circling his hands around her, he grabbed her breasts—eliciting renewed moans from her—to keep her still as he pounded her slower but harder, burying his entire length all the way to her bowels. 

"Yes... Yes...! Oooooh fuuuuckk!" Kristen screamed as he bit down on her shoulder, his body going still in his thrust as she felt his member twitch and start shooting his whitey essence deep into her. 

They stood like that for a moment as he spewed his entire load inside her, Kristen's face seemingly frozen in a sexy 'O' as she took it all. 

As his hands started moving on her chest again—caressing her breasts—his face started trailing kisses and nibbles along her neck, reaching her face and planting a passionate tongue-filled kiss on her as she turned to look at him. 

"So, was I a good substitute for Emma?" He asked against her neck, smirking as they came down from their sex-induced high. 

"Good enough." She shot back, teasingly. "But was that bite truly needed? I'm not into vampires." 

He chuckled as he looked down at her shoulder, seeing his bite had left a mark. Lowering his head a bit, he put his tongue out and licked it over. Kristen chuckled. 

"Now, get up. They probably got Shailene under control already, and if I know Jen and Emma they are probably having their way with her. Want a shot at the new girl?" She asked. 

"Truthfully? I would prefer to have another shot at you." He said, pinching her butt as he pulled her down on him again. 

"How... cheesy, but thanks anyway. I will tell you what..." She turned around, sitting on his lap facing him. "We can go to my hotel room. If you can get hard again until we arrive I will let you fuck me all night long, plus I might even employ you. If not, well..." She moved her hand down, grasping his flaccid member. "Well, I guess Emma will hear about it." 

He looked at her, smirking as he already felt himself twitch on her hand. "You are on, bitch." 

- 

Meanwhile, with the other girls 

"Wow, that was quick!" Jennifer Lawrence exclaimed as Shailene Woodley sat down on the table. 

"It... uhm... it was too full." The 'Divergent' star lied, feeling a bit uncomfortable. 

It became even worse shortly after that, as Emma Watson also arrived at the table. Shailene recoiled as the British girl apologized for her absence, and after that blushed and avoided looking at her. 

This didn't go unnoticed by Jennifer, nor by Alexandra Daddario. 

"Are you two alright?" Alexandra asked. 

"Y-Yeah! Of course!" Shailene said, faking enthusiasm. She gave a nervous chuckle. "Why wouldn't it be?!" 

"Really?" Jennifer exclaimed with a raised eyebrow. "I hope you are a better actress on-screen than that." 

"It's alright. Shai, we have to talk; I got to explain something to you." Shailene blushed again as Emma interceded. The British star looked at the two other girls. "Can you give us some time here? I have to talk to her about... that." 

Jennifer and Alexandra perked up at this, and Jennifer smiled. "I thought you had already done that?" 

"I hadn't talked yet." Emma sighed, before being blunt. "She caught me and Kristen on the bathroom." 

Shailene blushed even brighter as the two widened their eyes—and in Jennifer's case, widened her smile as well—and looked at her. She didn't know what to do, think, or expect. 

"You sure you want to be the one to talk to her?" Jennifer asked, to which Emma nodded—her smirk going unnoticed by Shailene. "Well, in that case I will leave you two alone. Come on, Alex, let's give the two lovebirds some space." 

Shailene almost spilled her drink at Jennifer's words, looking a cross between indignant and embarrassed. 

"Don't mind Jen. I think you already have a good understanding of how she is." Emma said once they were 'alone', most people leaving to the dance floor as they started to play some particularly loud bands. 

"So, Shai, I have to talk to you." 

"Look, it's okay." Shailene said, trying to defuse the situation. "I don't have anything against you girls. I'm really cool with it, I'm not prejudiced or anything. I... I was just surprised, that is all. I think the media would get crazy if they discovered." She chuckled. 

"Thanks, I guess. But it is not like that." Emma said, her eyes keeping contact with Shailene's. "Me and Kristen are not lovers, and we aren't really lesbians either." 

"Uhm, are you girls bi then?" 

"You could say that." Emma sort of agreed. "We mostly just fool around with each other, kinda like experimenting. Jennifer and Alexandra as well, and also Alexa and Vanessa. In fact, that is partly what our club is about." 

"Wait, what?!" Shailene's mind screamed, though she did not voice it. Her eyes still gave away her shock, wide as they were after the revelation. 

"I mean, when we started me and Alexa were just young girls, thrust into the whole Hollywood scene. It can be very overwhelming, so our parents and managers set us together to alleviate the tension. Having someone of the same age, going through the same situation... It helps a lot. We became friends, we grew up on those sets, we made a lot together. And... we also went through some teen phases together..." 

"I get it, okay?" Shailene said, trying again to defuse the situation. "I know, we can get those urges to try out, to... explore. I'm okay with it, I really am." 

Emma pursed her lips. "We eventually met Kristen and Vanessa, who were also making it big, and decided to expand our little group. We found a common theme and went with it." She looked at Shailene, who still seemed hesitant. "We aren't a sex-crazed orgy group, don't worry. We are just a group of friends, having fun together; we fool around with each other sometimes, true, but it doesn't mean we are going to force you into anything." 

Shailene took in her words. Indeed, she was happy they considered her for their little club, and even more so that Emma was seemingly willing to have her stay even if she didn't partake on their more sexual activities. From the little time she had been with them, she had already liked them a lot! 

Besides, it was not like she was so different anyway. She did her fair share of experiencing in the past... and she couldn't say it was bad. 

"So, Shailene..." Emma looked at her, slightly insecure. "What... What do you say?" 

Shailene looked at the British girl, seeing her insecurity at her reaction. She would be lying if she said she was not a bit excited at the idea of the club; while she preferred men, her experimenting did make her... more open to the same sex. 

She would also be lying if she said she wasn't attracted to these girls, especially to Emma Watson. 

So, she answered her question not with words, but with action. 

Inching closer to the British girl Shailene smiled and raised her hand to her face, softly caressing it with her thumb. Emma froze for a moment before smiling back, kissing the thumb softly when it moved across her lips; she inched closer as well, looking Shailene in the eye. 

In the midst of their romantic gestures they brought their faces closer together, their eyes half-lidded alternating between looking at each other's eyes and at each other's mouths. It started as a tentative touch, their lips hovering over each other's, butterfly kisses around them, a feather-like touch that left them tempted to push forward. 

Who finally gave in and pushed they didn't know; when they came to be, their mouths were joined in a tentatively gentle kiss. As soon as they broke off they came back together, raining short but steadily longer pecks on each other that soon enough turned into a full kiss, still gentle but a bit more passionate. 

In no time they eventually started relaxing and letting up, their hands finding each other's face and hair as their kisses deepened and—again, none knew who started—their tongues came to clash. Shailene moaned in bliss as Emma knew full well what she was doing, disentangling their mouths to trail her kisses along her jaw and into her neck; she moaned even further when she felt the Brit's hand move into her shirt and caress her belly. 

"You sure this is what you want?" Emma asked in a whisper against her ear, her sexy accent and breath forming goosebumps on the Californian girl. 

"Ain't this answer enough?" Shailene shot back, turning her face to capture the Brit in another kiss. 

The two were soon making out like lovers, hidden from nosy eyes or accidental glances by their table's strategic, difficult to spot position, away from the now-crowded area. They were still in public, true, but it only served to make the situation even better... 

- 

"Come on, Alex, let's give the two lovebirds some space." 

With that said Jennifer Lawrence got up and left the table, followed closely by Alexandra Daddario. 

"I'm surprised." Alexandra said, as soon as they were out of hearing range. "With the way you were acting, I thought for sure you would want to be the first to get a shot at Shai." 

"Emma was more eager, though." Jennifer said, leaning against a wall. "Besides, it's not like Shailene will refuse joining our club. I will get a shot later." 

"How can you be so sure?" Alexandra also leaned against the wall, side-by-side with Jennifer as they watched the two girls in the table from afar. "She seemed rather hesitant with the whole thing." 

Jennifer smirked and pushed off the wall before moving to Alexandra's front, grabbing her by the waist as the dark-haired woman now stood between her and the wall. Alexandra smirked back against her, doing the same to the blonde's waist and pulling her closer. 

"You also seemed hesitant at first." Jennifer reminded, leaning forward and nibbling the older girl's ear. "And look at you now." 

Saying this Jennifer moved her face along Alexandra's, moving to face her directly. They looked at each other for a moment, identical smirks on each, before sending their lips crashing together in a deep kiss. 

Once they broke off, Alexandra gave a squeal as Jennifer pushed further against her, her back plain against the wall as one of Jennifer's hands left her waist to cope a feel of her breasts. 

"Come Jen, not here." She said, giggling a bit as the blonde continued feeling her up. 

"Yes. Right here, right now." Jennifer said decisively, drawing back slightly just to give her enough space to bring her other hand up, now openly squeezing Alexandra's impressive chest with both hands. 

"Hhhmm..." Alexandra moaned, not really having the will to resist the assault on her rack. "You really do love these, don't you?" 

"As would anyone in their right mind." Jennifer said, using her plump lips to briefly suck on Alexandra's. "I mean, these must be the most sought-after pair of titties after your little performance on 'True Detective'." 

"Look who's talking." Alexandra pushed back, returning the gesture with an added bit of tongue. "Miss 'we haven't seen your boobs at all'. When are you gonna show your funbags to the public?" 

"Who cares about these-" At this Jennifer took her hands off Alex, and instead groped and lifted her own chest. "-when they can have those!" She grabbed Alexandra's again, eliciting a moan and smile from the dark-haired girl. 

They didn't need words to agree on their course of action, Jennifer grabbing her hand and pretty much racing to the bathroom. Once there they became almost a blur, nothing but a mess of limbs as they groped and made out with each other while stumbling inside the closest stall. 

As soon as they locked the stall's door, Jennifer turned them around and slammed Alexandra against the door. Laughing at their situation, Jennifer immediately pounced on the bustier girl; bringing their lips together hotly again, while her hands moved behind to work... 

"Jen!" Alexandra squealed as Jennifer drew back again, having released the straps that held her top together. As they fell off and revealed her bountiful breasts, free from any bra confinement, Jennifer took the chance to worship them directly with her hands. 

"You don't know how much I hated you at first because of these babies." Jennifer said, entranced as she massaged and drew moans from her lover. "I used to be the bigger breasted of the group, and loved having them suck on these." 

"Yeah?" Alexandra moaned dreamily. Jennifer always told her that story, but as long as she continued fondling her she wouldn't mind. 

"But then you came, with those humongous things on your chest, and took it from me." She grasped roughly the boobs, making Alexandra whimper briefly. "Then we fucked, and I got over it. Instead of hating you, I started to love you and your melons." 

"Then prove it to them." 

"I wouldn't have it any other way..." Lowering herself, Jennifer stood eye-to-eye with her erect nipple and softly blew at it. This made Alexandra gasp loudly, used to have Jennifer just go right to motorboating and sucking. 

As Jennifer continued to tease her, she eventually grew far too frustrated and pulled the blonde into her, smothering her face in her firm D-cups. Jennifer didn't seem to mind as she maneuvered herself up a mound, kissing and nibbling along the way before taking the pebble-like nipple in her mouth. 

"Oh God!" Alexandra moaned loudly, throwing her head back and arching her chest forward as her friend suckled her lovingly. Meanwhile, Jennifer grinned as she sucked harder, surprised as always on not being able to take the entire tit in her mouth at once. 

"Let... Let me work a bit too." 

With a surprising amount of strength Alexandra pushed Jennifer back; the blonde stumbled backwards, almost falling but managing to catch herself in time, instead falling with her bum on the stall's toilet—thankfully the lid was down. 

Alexandra didn't give time for her friend to recompose, taking off Jennifer's jacket and pulling up her top to reveal her—still impressive—bra-clad rack. She crouched down and latched her lips on the top of the breasts, on the exposed cleavage, where she bit and kissed and made Jennifer gasp and giggle in excitement, leaning back on the seat. 




Franchise Girls Club



"And you complain I'm addicted to your tits. You can't stay away from mine's either!" 

"I don't deny that." Grabbing the cups of the bra and pulling them down, Alexandra freed the two high-B/low-C rack of her friend and immediately latched onto it. Jennifer moaned loudly as Alexandra squeezed them, grabbing them roughly to make the nipples even more pronounced as she suckled. 

"You fucking hypocri-OH MY GOD!" 

Alexandra grinned with a mouthful of boob as Jennifer yelled out. While she was focused on the tit-sucking, Jennifer did not notice how her long skirt had hiked up enough to make it possible to look inside—and as such, made a clearly open way towards her crotch. She was oblivious as the dark-haired girl's hand moved inside it, only noticing when she felt the fingers rub against her panties. 

"Straight to the pussy, eh?" Jennifer snickered, looking down as Alexandra kept trying to fit her breast in her mouth. The girl looked up, her enchantingly clear blue eyes reminding Jen of a particularly adorable puppy. 

"Don't act like you don't love it." Alexandra said, trailing kisses down the mound, then in the valley between Jen's breasts—stopping for a moment to pseudo-motorboat them—and up the other mound. The used boob was left completely drenched in Alex's saliva, the girl having taken extra care to explore every bit of it—and now wanting to do the same to its twin. 

"I would prefer if you used your mouth instead." 

Placing her hand on the top of Alexandra's head, Jennifer regretfully applied pressure to push her down. With her breast leaving the girl's mouth with a wet plop, she grinned as she felt it promptly latch on the underside of the breast, giving it a hard suck and kisses while Jen unclasped and removed completely her own bra. 

As Jennifer pressed further, the dark-haired girl continued to move downwards; trailing sucks and kisses along Jen's belly. When she reached the hem of her skirt, she moved both hands to it and started pulling it down. Jennifer playfully straightened her legs to allow its removal, then the removal of her panties as well, after which she let her legs rest over Alexandra's shoulders. 

"Are you planning to asphyxiate me with this?" Alexandra asked, grinning as she looked up. She saw Jennifer's own clear blue eyes meet hers, and instead of an answer she got a fist on her head pulling her forward and straight into the blonde's pussy. 

Giggling a bit, Alexandra set herself to work right away. Bringing a hand together to the pussy lips, she let her tongue out to teasingly move against her lips, flicking and teasing along the slit while occasionally brushing against the inside. 

"Oh, fuck." Jennifer gasped, using her hand on the dark locks to try and force her into going right in. Alexandra resisted with a smile on her face, batting Jennifer's clit to further stimulate moans and gasps from the girl. "Fuck, Alex, eat my pussy!" 

Smirking, Alexandra moved in more and grasped Jennifer's now swollen clit with her lips, sucking on it slightly and making the girl bite her lips not to cry out. To further add to the experience, Alex's hand came in along with her face and she moved her fingers with her tongue, flicking the clit and rubbing the whole ensemble. 

"When are you going to cum, Jen?" She asked slyly, moving a bit upwards to kiss on the start of her belly. 

"You are still a long way to go." Jennifer said, her whimpering voice somewhat betraying her words. 

Alexandra merely smiled at that, moving upwards—and taking Jennifer's legs along, still wrapped on her shoulders—to once again ravish the blonde's breasts as her hand worked down there. She lightly teased with a finger, rubbing along the pussy while 'accidentally' slipping inside once in a while. 

"Sorry, it's so wet my fingers slipped." She commented, earning a smiling groan from her lover. 

"I'm supposed to be the one making jokes. Now FUCK ME ALREADY!" 

As Jennifer all but yelled, Alexandra fully stood up to silence her by mashing their lips together; as soon as their tongues started battling, she entered her with two fingers and no hesitation, making the girl almost shout in her mouth. 

"Oh fuck!" Jennifer said, shutting her eyes tightly as Alexandra started fingering her expertly, already setting a very fast and oh-so-pleasurable pace. With her legs still around Alexandra's shoulders, she was left in a strange and uncomfortable position, almost laying on her back on the toiled seat as her neck was pressed against the wall behind it. 

The dark haired girl seemed to like this position though, as it placed the blonde's pussy high up in the air; she moved back a bit and forced Jen into keeping her legs in there, turning her face to the side a bit to kiss the blonde's lovely legs. Jennifer moaned louder, overwhelmed by the brutal pleasure of the fingering and the romantic feel of her kisses. 

"Shit, Alex..." 

"And to think you are always dominating at the start." Alexandra giggled against her legs, making the blonde shudder at the vibration. "I love hearing you moan, Jen. Hearing you beg me to fuck you... And above all, tasting your sweet fluids..." 

Plunging in another finger and setting an even stronger series of movements inside Jennifer's vagina, making sure to brush against her walls and anything that could further intensify the feel, Alexandra continued her assault upon Jennifer's legs, kissing and sucking the meaty skin. 

The blonde laughed, giggled, moaned and whimpered: she was completely overwhelmed, the expression 'mindblown' probably finding its best example in her at that moment. She still found enough power to warn about her incoming orgasm, mostly because she subconsciously knew what would happen. 

As soon as the warning was issued, Alexandra pushed her legs aside and removed some of her fingers, giving enough space for her to once again place her face into Jennifer's crotch and plunge her tongue inside. 

With a loud cry and thud, Jennifer's head hit the wall and she came hard. 

As soon as the warm liquid started flowing, Alexandra removed her finger and engulfed the mound with her mouth. She applied just enough suction to keep Jennifer stimulated, feeling the girl cum find its way into her mouth like a river. 

"FUCK, DRINK IT ALL BITCH!" 

With her scream, Jennifer grabbed into Alexandra's long hair and pushed her further inside. The woman didn't mind at first, but after a while she started trying to pull out, overwhelmed and out of breathe. 

"Hhhmmm...!" By snaking her hand upwards, she grabbed into Jennifer's breast roughly; this caught her off guard, making her let go and allowing Alexandra to breathe again. 

"Fucking hell, Jen! You almost asphyxiated me!" 

"Wouldn't be a bad way to go..." Jennifer said, out of breath herself, as she slowly slid off the seat and into the floor. 

"You okay?" Alexandra asked, worried. 

"I'm alright, just hit my head on the wall." Jennifer brought a hand to the back of her neck to show her point. 

"You should know better than to trash around while we fuck, especially in a place like this." Alexandra said, standing up completely. "Come on, Jen. Get up, let me see it." 

With a bit of reluctance Jennifer got up, standing fully. The two girls were about the same height, Jennifer being taller by a single inch. 

Jennifer turned around, giving Alexandra a clear view of the injury. The 'Percy Jackson' actress moved her hands on her scalp, looking for any knobs; at not finding anything major, she concluded it was nothing. 

"Well, you are alright. Maybe it even placed a few screws back into place." Alexandra Daddario moved her hands to Jennifer's waist, pressing against the girl as she softly kissed the nape of her neck. "So, what will we do now?" 

Placing her hands on Alexandra's, Jennifer Lawrence turned her face enough to glance at her in the corner of her eye. "Unlike you, I didn't get a taste today yet." 

"If that's the problem." Leaning forward, Alexandra opened her mouth and licked Jennifer's cheek, reaching the corner of her mouth. As Jennifer opened her mouth and turned her face a bit more, she managed to move her tongue to hungrily lick Jennifer's lips and tongue; Jennifer, in turn, moved her hand to pull Alexandra's face even closer, using her own tongue to lick her as well and generating a hot tongue fight between the two starlets. 

In the end 'Katniss Everdeen' ended up as the loser, as 'Annabeth Chase' moved her hands from her waist to the breasts; as she squeezed and groped them, at the same time pressing her own strongly against her back and grinding her pussy against her ass, the 'Hunger Games' star soon felt powerless and forfeited the battle, letting her mouth be submissively invaded in a steamy French kiss. 

"So, how do you like the taste?" Alexandra asked smugly once they broke the kiss, continuing to press her body tightly against the blonde's. 

"It is delicious, of course. It is my taste, after all." Jennifer answered, smiling in pleasure as she felt Alexandra's erect nipples massaging her back. "But I want yours too." 

"Then come and get it." 

At these words Jennifer turned around, smashing her lips against Alexandra's as she pushed her back and slammed her against the stall door. Alexandra giggled at the repeated action, this time gasping however as Jennifer made her turn and then slamming her frontally against the stall. 

"Ouch! Jen, warn me first next time!" 

"Sorry." Alexandra shivered as she felt Jennifer's hot breath on her ear. "Let me make up." 

She further gasped as she felt Jennifer's hands snake around her waist and move up, eventually settling for grabbing her large tits. At the same as she squeezed, pinched or just bounced around the boobs, the blonde mimicked Alexandra's actions and softly kissed along the nape of her neck eliciting moans of pleasure from her. 

Moving her kisses downwards, Jennifer likewise started moving her hands downwards. As her face reached the small of Alexandra's back, she planted a small kiss on it before grabbing her waist and making her stick her butt out—her skirt and panties long gone. 

"Oh no, Jen. Don't-" 

"Oh, quiet Alex. Why can Woody Harrelson do this and not me?" 

Before Alexandra could protest again, Jennifer moved forward and bit on her derriere. Alexandra moaned, not really fighting back but further encouraging actually by shaking her ass. 

"Even your ass is firm and shapely..." Jennifer mused, biting and kissing every inch of her friend's round cheeks. Alexandra merely giggled at the actions, not really believing how crazy Jennifer Lawrence could be. 

"Okay Jen, that's enough. Just DON'T-!" 

Her warning was cut off when Jennifer pried her cheeks to reveal her hidden cave and, being the unpredictable girl she was known for, promptly dived in to explore it. In fact, Alexandra followed with a prolonged moan as she felt the blonde's tongue flick against her puckered hole. 

"Oooohhh, shiiiiiit!" Alexandra moaned out, her words being barely discernible amidst her cry of pleasure. "You crazy bitch... Don't stop!..." 

As the bigger breasted girl pushed her ass back, wanting to get even more of Jennifer's tongue on her backhole, she was unprepared for what came next. While continuing to lick and eat her little asshole, Jennifer moved a hand around the woman's waist and into her vagina. 

"How about a little bit of double penetration?" Jennifer asked jokingly as she pulled back, licking and kissing the big cheeks while her fingers pried open Alexandra's nether lips, her middle finger teasingly rubbing along the slit entrance. 

"Go for it." Was Alexandra's answer, moving her hands to the door for support as she threw her hair back and prepared. Jennifer smirked. 

"Since you're asking." 

In a couple moments the entire bathroom was echoing Alexandra Daddario's cries of pleasure as she was simultaneously fingered and had her ass eaten by Jennifer Lawrence's skilled mouth. The blonde was equally pleasured as she felt her lover push her bum back against her face, a motion akin to humping. 

"Keep hitting there!" Alexandra shrieked as Jennifer's fingers hit a particularly pleasurable spot—possibly her G-spot, but she didn't really know. Not one to disappoint Jennifer continued her banging motions in that spot, loving as the older girl's body jerked each time she hit there which in turn made her get hit on the face by that bountiful ass. 

"Hhhhmmm... Fuuuuckk!!" 

With the scream, Jennifer immediately knew her friend had reached her own limit. Drawing back she maneuvered herself a bit lower, moving her until-then-idle hand to push her friends butt upwards; changing the angle from which her fingers banged her friend, she managed to make space for her face as she kissed Alexandra's pussy from behind, proceeding to suckle it. 

"Aaaaaaaaahhh!!" 

As soon as the scream got out, Jennifer felt the vaginal muscles contract on her fingers and a wetness start to flow around them, straight into her waiting mouth. She drank it all up, loving the flavor and the feel of Alexandra's girl cum going down her throat. 

"Damnit, Jen." Alexandra said, completely spent as she let herself slide down to the ground. 

Jennifer rose a bit, moving so she was on level with Alexandra from behind; she moved the long dark locks away as she planted a couple gentle kisses on the nape of her neck, her hands moving to circle around the bustier girl's belly. 

"Want a taste too?" Jennifer asked as Alexandra turned her face to look at her. 

The older girl didn't answer, merely smiling widely and opening her mouth. Jennifer pushed forward and kissed her deeply, mixing the freshly harvested cum in her mouth with the remnants on Alexandra's; essentially, they mixed and traded their cum in their kiss, loving the feel of it. 

"Wanna get back to the two? Think they might be finished?" Alexandra said as they separated. 

"Let Emma have a bit more of fun." Jennifer replied, smirking as she moved her hand to cup Alexandra's D-cups. "Besides, we can play around a bit more if you want." 

Alexandra merely smiled, turning around to seat on the floor and pulling Jennifer into her lap. As she kissed the blonde's mouth again, this time pressing their chests together, she couldn't say she didn't like the idea... 

- 

Back with Emma Watson and Shailene Woodley 

"Ooooohhh... Hhhhmmmm..." Shailene Woodley moaned, biting her lips to try and drown the sounds as Emma Watson had her mouth closed around her left nipple, suckling her small breast enthusiastically. 

Despite the fact they were in public, sitting by a table in the nightclub, they didn't seem close to stopping. What had started as just kisses had turned into a full-blown make-out session in a matter of moments, just before Emma started trailing down and opening Shailene's shirt to attack her chest. 

"They are so perky..." Emma giggled, pulling back a little to flick the hard nipples with her tongue. Shailene put her hand on the Brit's brown hair, caressing it softly while continuing to bite her lips to avoid moaning. 

"Anyone could see us..." She said, gasping when Emma finished unbuttoning her shirt and pulled it off, leaving her upper body fully naked for anyone to see. 

"That makes it even better, doesn't it?" Emma said sultrily, moving a hand to tweak the saliva-covered nipple as she lowered her face into the other one. This time Shailene did let out a louder moan, throwing her head back in pleasure. 

"Knowing anyone could catch us... That gives a nice thrill, hm?" Emma asked, looking upwards as she continued sucking the little mound. As Shailene faintly smiled back, she backed off and moved upwards again; trailing kisses from the collarbone, up the neck and jaw and finally joining their lips together again. 

"What about the others?" Shailene asked, breaking off briefly before they joined again in a deeper kiss. She moaned on Emma's mouth as she brought her other hand up, now openly groping both of the 'Divergent' star's breasts while they sucked face. 

"Where do you think Jennifer and Alexandra went to?" Emma replied, kissing her fellow brunette's cheek before nibbling on her ear. "They are probably shagging... fucking somewhere. And Kristen... She is probably fucking someone else, considering she didn't come back till now..." 

"And us...?" Shailene trailed off, gasping on Emma's ear as the Brit nibble on hers. 

"And we? We are fucking here!" She chuckled. "Are you okay with just me, or do you want to add more into this experience?" Emma's hands trailed down, eventually closing on Shailene's crotch and pulling enough to elicit a reaction. "Like, something to go inside there?" 

"Oh God..." Shailene moaned, not noticing the smile that crept upon Emma's face nor her 'come here' gesture. 

"Maybe you will like this better..." Kissing the Californian girl on the mouth again, Emma started sliding down Shailene's body, moving out of her seat and going on her knees under the table. 

There she opened the tomboy's jeans and pulled them down, revealing the cute little panties underneath. Pulling them to the side to reveal the opening Emma pressed her face forward into it, feeling some wisps of a still-covered bush tickle her nose. She didn't mind; in truth, they served to further amplify the musky smell of arousal she could feel. 

Shailene felt herself go into a lust-induced trance as she felt the girl start feeling her pussy, but was broken out of it in alarm as she felt a pair of hands on her chest. Considering Emma's were on her thighs, keeping them apart... 

"What the..." She turned her face a bit, feeling herself go cold as she saw a man behind her, his hands groping her chest. They had been caught! This was gonna be a scandal! 

"Calm down, Shai." Emma said, her head peeking from under the table as she stopped what she was doing. "Shai, this is Mark. He works for me, as well as a couple other guys around here." She looked around, and following her eyes Shailene could see a few other men stationed all around the club. "I figured you would like something more." 

Shailene had her mouth hanging open, surprised and shocked at the whole perverted setup. Yet, she couldn't say she didn't like it... 

"I... I think I can go along with this..." Shailene said, a smile on her face as she closed her eyes and accepted the stranger's groping. 

Smirking, Emma went back down to work as well as she started eating her pussy out. 

As the public was still on the dance floor as a particularly loud band was presenting itself, there was no one to notice or pay attention to what happened in that semi-hidden table. No one to watch as rising star Shailene Woodley moaned like crazy as she was pleasured in multiple ways. 

"Is it true you sunbathe your vagina?" Emma asked, licking her lips as she savored the Californian's wetness. "I never really tasted a twat like that before!" 

"Glad you are liking it." Shailene said, her eyes half-closed as her hands moved to help Mark's on kneading her breasts. She turned her face a bit to the side... 

...and that's when she noticed something poking at the back of her head. 

"Oh, what the fuck!" She exclaimed, moving herself so she could turn and have a better look. "Damn, he is quite hard. Your guy is very big, eh?" 

Being able to fondle the starlet's breasts at the same time he got a privileged view of her being eaten out by Emma Watson, it was no wonder a man would have a tent forming on his pants. Mark was no exception, though his tent was remarkable because of his sheer size down there. 

"It's rude to leave him hanging like that." Emma warned, continuing to lick along the slit and lap at the wetness around Shailene's pussy. "Go on, my blokes are trustworthy." 

"I hope." Shailene thought as she began opening his pants. She was left speechless when she finished, lowering his pants as his enormous hard-on appeared. 




Franchise Girls Club



"Wow..." Shailene said, smiling as she felt the cock briefly brush against her cheek when Mark leaned forward a bit more. Her head turned to the side, she brushed her lips tentatively on it as she moaned from having her breasts and pussy played with. 

"Are you going to do it?" Mark said, taking a hand from her breast and grasping his cock. He moved it against her face, teasing her to incentive her action. 

"If you insist." 

With those words, Shailene brought a hand to his cock and positioned it; opening her mouth, she let it inside at once. 

"Way to go, Shai." Emma said, stopping for a moment to admire the Californian's work. 

Shailene had her head sideways, Mark's hips moving and sliding his cock back and forward into her mouth as she applied enough suction to make him moan. After a couple more moments she was moaning alongside as Emma went back to servicing her pussy. 

She closed her eyes, taking in the pleasure of the British's tongue and lips against her sensitive womanhood, as she went on autopilot with the cock on her mouth. Bobbing her head just a bit as he moved his hips, making her cheek bulge and hollow as her tongue made sure to go around every beat of meaty skin... 

"Hhhmmm!" Shailene moaned loudly and jerked as Emma added a finger to her ministrations, piercing along her mouth Shailene's vagina. 

Her hands moved to the back of the Brit's head, forcing her further into her as she started grinding and jerking her hips, literally humping Emma Watson's face. 

With her body surging with jolts of pleasure, the mere thought of what she was doing—humping Emma Watson's face while sucking a stranger's cock, in public, in the middle of a club for anyone to see—bringing an unbelievable rush to her, it didn't take long for Shailene Woodley to orgasm. 

"HHHHMMM!!" 

Closing her legs tightly around Emma's head and making a final thrust with her hips, Shailene let herself go; her body shivered as waves of pleasure rippled through her, the feeling of her juices flowing away like a broken dam—and straight into Emma's face nonetheless. 

"Holy fuck!" 

As a means of drowning her own cries of pleasure, Shailene had without noticing taken even more of Mark's cock inside. So much, in fact, he had hit into the back of her throat and the tightness of this passage was bringing him to new heights of pleasure; not wanting to lose this chance he started pumping his hips, a hand grasping her face as he started to fuck her mouth and throat. 

"Hhmmm... Hhhmmmm!... Hhhmhmmm!..." 

When Emma managed to force her way out of Shailene's thighs—after drinking up a substantial amount of her cum, of course—she was given the fantastical view of Shailene, topless and sitting down, her body jerking as she was face-fucked. Not wanting to interrupt, Emma motioned for another of her boys to come to her before starting to stand up, licking along Shailene's belly before sucking on her breast. 

"Hhhmmm... Oooohh fuck!" 

Mark eventually let go of Shailene's head, drawing back to give her space again. The brunette drew in some air as she looked down, seeing Emma with her eyes closed suckling her breast like an infant. She could almost giggle if the situation wasn't so... 

Another man came in behind Emma, crouching down as his hands started roaming the Brit's body. She let a moan into Shailene's nipple before drawing back, turning her head and meeting the new guy with a lustful kiss. When they broke apart, she turned her head forward again to look at Shailene. 

"My God, that was so sexy..." 

"So, Shai, is one guy for each of us enough? Or do you want more?" 

Shailene smirked as she looked back towards Mark—or rather, his hard cock. "Nah, I think this one will be enough." 

"Suit yourself." 

It took just a few moments for the small orgy to be fully set-up, and for the sounds of moaning, groaning, and skin slapping against skin to get so loud it could possibly compete with the heavy music from the improvised concert at the dance floor. 

As soon as she stood up, Emma gave the command and her clothes were ripped from her body—not just taken off, mind you, but literally ripped apart by the new guy. With some straps of clothing still clinging to her, she was directed to table and bent over. 

"Go on, fuck my twat and my arse like you want to..." She teased, wiggling her hips to entice her employee. He grunted in approval, quickly lowering his pants and plunging into her pussy with no mercy. 

"Ooohh yeees!" Emma screamed, her voice reverberating as he gripped her hips and started thrusting in from behind. Her body was rocked without mercy against the table as he pounded into her, slamming rapidly his entire length into her. At some point he pushed her into the table, but the action only helped the pleasure. 

Meanwhile, Shailene had stood up as well and finished taking off her panties, leaving her fully naked. As Mark also took his own pants off he sat down on the chair, grabbing her hand and pulling her to him. 

She turned around so she was facing him, straddling his lap as the teased herself on his erect dick. She smiled and laughed as he leaned forward, his lips immediately going to the top of her breasts before drifting down to her nipples. 

As soon as Shailene started lowering herself into him, though, he stopped and pulled her up. Before she could question it, he turned her around and made her go down again; this time he went through and speared into her, making her sit fully in his lap. 

"Ooooohhh... God, it is big...!" She moaned as she started moving on his lap, grinding on his cock. With her back to him, she found she had a lot more leverage as she started moving up, leaving herself almost empty before falling back down. 

Her ears were filled not only by her own moans, but also by the sound of her bottom slapping against his lap every time she bounced on him. While at first he had his hands on her hips helping her move, he eventually settled for reaching around her and grabbing her breasts, pulling her body closer as she moaned and laughed in pleasure. 

"I... ooohhh... I knew you would like... Oooohhh fuuuuck!" 

Emma yelped loudly as her partner pulled at her hair, forcing her back up and pressing her back against his chest. Like his friend with Shailene, his hands reached around the British girl to grope her breasts, her delighted moans coming to a brief stop as she turned her face to kiss and lick him. 

Both girls were pounded non-stop in their respective situations, at one point Emma being brought to Shailene so they could kiss while the sex continued. Within a couple more minutes of loud moaning and skin-slapping, Emma filled Shailene's mouth with her scream as she came; her partner, feeling the increased tightness, merely slammed harder and harder into her, drawing out her orgasm while placing himself close to his own. 

The emptiness when he pulled out was his signal for Emma who immediately went to the floor, on her knees as she started sucking on his cock. Just a couple sucks before he came hard into her mouth, pulling out after a while to paint her face with some ropes of cum. 

"Hhmmm... That was great..." Emma said, though the same words echoed on the minds of the other three present. 

In fact, the sight was enough to drive Shailene to her second orgasm that night; her juices spilling now on Mark's cock, allowing for his cock to slide with more ease to compensate for her added tightness. 

And, like his friend with Emma, that was also enough to drive him further into the edge. 

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum too!" He grunted, his hands gripping her waist to make her bounce as she was stopping. "Where to?!" 

"Don't... Don't cum inside..." Shailene said weakly, still enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm. 

"Put it over here." Emma offered, still on her knees and moving closer to his legs. Without thinking twice Mark pulled Shailene up, letting his throbbing cock free for Emma to sink her face over it. As soon as her lips were over him he started shooting, groaning loudly as he emptied himself on his boss' mouth. 

Her eyes still glazed, Shailene managed to move to the next chair to admire what she could of the scene. Which mostly consisted of having Emma come and kiss her, exchanging the spit/cum mixture on her mouth. She was briefly aware that one of the many tastes in there was her own, but she didn't mind. 

After all that she just went through, it was more like an added incentive. 

"Ms. Watson?" One of the watcher guys came to them. "The show is almost over, and some people are already returning to this area. I think it would be better to cover up." 

Shailene was surprised as she saw him hand over some clothing for Emma. Apparently the whole cloth-ripping was not a spur of the moment thing... 

...which had her wondering: how much of this had Emma planned beforehand? 

"Thanks, we will." Emma replied as the man left again. Mark and the other employee were also leaving, fully clothed. She couldn't help being impressed. 

"Come on, Shai." Emma said, starting to put on a top. "Let's find Alexandra and Jennifer, tell them the news, and then we can have a real party." 

"Do you mean...?" Shailene's eyes widened, even more so after Emma smiled mischievously at her. "I'm already tired as fuck!" 

Emma merely smiled, moving closer and kissing her softly. With the two making out, sitting on the floor, Shailene couldn't believe how crazy the night had turned out. 

But then again, things could always become crazier...



Franchise



Soon all parties were groaning with pleasure, and Phil’s poor angle set his imagination ablaze as to what their hands were doing to each other. As it was, the two girls kissing each other was making it difficult to hold back his orgasm. Even simple stimuli like the way that their hair shifted each time that they turned their heads was fiery and sexual. Phil kept his hands busy sliding up and down the incredibly smooth sides of Katie’s body.

Time seemed to lose all meaning as Katie just kept bouncing up and down, ramming her ass back to meet Phil’s thrusts into her most private orifice. Katie had always had a thing for anal sex since she had first been introduced to it at the ripe old age of fourteen by her first boyfriend. This time the pleasure was staggering; Phil was sized perfectly for the task. Katie managed to concentrate just long enough to bring Lisa to her climax, then collapsed on Phil, moaning and writhing in orgasmic ecstasy.

Katie’s falling back carried her further than she predicted; and Phil’s cock flipped out of her ass. Lisa, anxious not to waste his cum, reacted without thought and plunged her mouth down on his spasming tool. She took him instantly into her throat, and he was set off. Before his first seed could get all the way through his shaft, though, Lisa had pulled back to lay his cockhead on her tongue, accepting his steaming hot offering of sperm as it filled her mouth.

When she had gotten every drop, she leaned back and smiled, opening her lips slowly and pushing the semen out with her tongue, flooding it over her chin and dripping down onto her breasts. Her semen-soaked smile was incredibly sexy. “No charge for that one, Phil...I wouldn’t wanna steal the credit from Katie’s hot ass.” As Katie got back up to lick the cum from Lisa’s rack, Phil thought to himself, I could really get to like these mornings...