Strain X (closed)

shizzz

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Marc was itching to get home, and the classes of his senior year of highschool couldn't be more boring. He aced everything he took, hardly trying at all, but unlike most of the brainy bunch he had a very interesting set of extra curricular activities, horticulture mainly

With rich, overworking and neglectful parents he had developed an amazing hydroponic setup. That along with an interesting home set up of a chemistry lab, and an ever curious mind had lead him to his latest experiment. He was growing a strain of marijuana that was suffused with extasy. The development had been expensive, but his parents never batted an eye at the things he bought, ever proud of his academic prowess, they couldn't be more clueless

But that still left him with another 30 minutes of Spanish, then he would grab his best friend, and the second ranked of the chess club, second after Marc of course

He stretched his lithe tones frame, pushed his glasses up on his small nose, pushing them closer to his emerald eyes then ran a hand through his long blond hair. Itching to try his newest strain, a delicious bu having been plucked for drying yesterday sat out on a platter over one of the heaters in the basement. It was out in the open, but his parents were clueless, and off on business trips to boot. This weekend he and Brennan were gonna get all types of blitzed. With the end of the ear 3 weeks away, the sun was hit, his pool was cool and he had scored some liquor from a jock for helping him with a science report

Painfully te time ticked by, but soon enough he was pulling up into the large driveway of his house, Jon riding shotgun as the two itched to pack the bong and try his latest creation. The two popped out of the car, only barely noticing a car in the neighbors drive. It was Ashley's, maybe she was home from college? But the thought of the busty beauty was second to his eagerness to sample his latest creation

The two burst in trough the door, paused at te kitchen to make a few rum and comes, and then headed down the stairs into the basement
 
Ashley sat on the sofa, closing her eyes and trying to cool down. She was tingling all over, and she felt almost feverish, hot and dizzy and short of breath. Every inch of her skin was hyper-sensitive, and even the soft fabric of the sofa seemed like a caress. Each breath felt like a kiss as the air passed over her lips, and her pussy was like a storm about to break, and she was actually afraid to touch it, it was throbbing so hard.

She had come home for the weekend because the Polo family next door had asked her to house sit. It meant free cable, free laundry, free food and a pool for a weekend, instead of sharing a tiny room with two other freshmen girls and a bathroom with more people than she cared to think about. The only downside was Marc being there. He was their son, still in high school. He had been a year behind her and had always had a terrible crush on her, ever since she could remember. Not that there weren't plenty of guys who wanted her, but he was such a dork.

Ashley was 5'6 and had a perfect 36 24 36DD figure. She had long blonde hair and big blue eyes and she was by far the prettiest girl in her high school. Even as a freshman, she had been a queen, and college was no different. If only the boy next door had been cool and cute and popular, it would have been ideal. Instead, it was dorky Marc with the chess club and the chemistry set.

Friday afternoon she had gotten in, found the key under the matt where the Polos left it, and let herself in. She put a load of laundry in, wearing her pink bikini and a buttondown shirt she borrowed from Mr. P's closet, and then she had looked into the rec room in the basement. It was obviously Marc's room, and she had found it looking like a lab that had been overrun by a horde of gamers.

The surprise had been the weed drying over the heater. She didn't usually smoke much, not having much interest in the stoner clans at her school, who seemed to aspire to be cavemen when they grew up. On the other hand, she had nothing to do all weekend but relax, and this would help. She found Marc's pipe easily enough, and lit it up. It had a strange, chemical aftertaste, but she chalked that up to Marc being Marc. After a few hits, she started to feel it, and she sat back on the sofa to finish the bowl.

She was high as a kite by the time it was all ash, and she tried to stand up. All she wanted to do was get a big glass of something sweet and cold and lay out in the sun for the next three days. Except that something was happening to her. She was tingling all over and she felt almost like she had a fever.
 
Marc knew something was wrong as soon as he began to descend the stairs, he could smell it. The air was vibrant with the aroma of weed, but quite different, it had to be Ashley. He slowed at the bottom of the stairs, with Jon right behind him, the heavyset friend of his was a little taller then him, at an even 6 feet, and a little wider at the shoulders, with actual muscles. His heavier build bumped into him as Marx froze when he opened the door

Ashley was sitting on the couch, leaning back wearing a pink button up shirt. Her long slender bronzed thighs slid out from under the shirt where it ended just below her hips. The shirt was a little snug aroun her chest, her full breasts pressing the fabric taught, and the several buttons left undone showed a delicious amount of her cleavage. Then he saw the pipe in her hand and he smiled. At first he had been angry, she had no right coming down here, but from the way she looked, well strain x seemed to be damn potent

Jon stuck his head over Marc's shoulder

"Well what do we have here?" he asked with a smile, being quite familiar with Ashley, in fact the two guys had ogglee her from his bedroom together more than once

"Seems like we won't be the first to try your new creation" Jon said to Marc as the two entered the room. Marc walked over to the tray on the heater and brought it to the coffee table an set it down with his drink

"Well Ashley it's good to see you, I forgot that you were gonna be sitting this weekend", and he had forgotten, his mind being rather consumed with his first harvest

The two sat down on the couch, Marc next to Ashley, and Jon beside him since she was sitting on the end

"Well tell me what you think" he asked as he tore a small chunk of it off and began to break it up. Ashley still hadn't spoken. He reached over and took the pipe from her hand, his eyes drifting to the full firm orbs spilling out of the shirt

It must be damn good, he thought as he took the pipe, packed it, and sparked it, taking one long drag
 
Ashley stared at the two of them as they came in, both of them staring at her, surprised. It took her a few moments to sort out that they belonged there, and that they must have smelled the weed when they came downstairs. Then she saw the way that they were looking at her, and she realized how she must look, in just the shirt and the bikini, and she didn't feel annoyed, like she usually did when Marc stared at her. She liked it. She knew it had to be something in the weed that was making her horny, but for the moment, it didn't matter. All that mattered was that there were two guys here that had wanted her for years, and that she was so horny she could hardly speak.

"It's strong," she said, answering Marc's question. She sat up, steadying herself with a hand on Marc's thigh. There were a lot of things that she wanted to ask him. What was in the weed, first off, and how long would it last. Had he put it there knowing she'd find it? None of those questions came out, though. As soon as she touched his leg and felt the warmth of his body, she forgot all about those things. All she could think about was the way it felt to be touching him.

"You feel good," she murmured, running her hand along his leg and then leaning across his lap. She reached over and ran a hand along Jon's leg, purring softly. "So do you," she murmured.
 
Marc had passed the pipe to Jon, and felt his while body stiffen as her hand landed on his thigh. He was extremely aware of just how close she was to him and his cock began to throb instantly as her hand slid up his thigh and she told him how good he felt

"strong huh " he said, and was gonna say more, but she was suddenly leaning across his lap. He felt her tits press into his lap making his cock begin to swell rapidly. He looked over at Jon, who had coughed his hit out prematurely with Ashley's sudden attention to his thigh

"Well this must be some strong stuff" he said as he smiled at his friend, shifting his hips underneath Ashley to feel her soft tits press even more firmly against his growing arousal


Jon had just sucked in a hit from the pipe when he suddenly felt Ashley's hand on his thigh, the shock making him cough. Ashley practically loathed him and Marc, but he was glad that she thought he felt good. He looked over at Marc and then down at Ashley

"Well you feel pretty good yourself, but you know you look kind of hot" he said with a smile, wondering just how blitzed she was. He smiled as her hand slid up and down his thigh, sending chills straight to his stiffening groin, neither of them had ever had such close contact from a girl, and for it to be the bombshell that was Ashley from next door was unbelievable

"You know it is got down here, maybe that shirt is making you hot" Jon said as he looked over at Marc and winked


"Yeah I think Jon is right, I'm feeling a little warm myself" he said as he stirred some more, his cock now more then a little engorged as her breasts slid this way and that against his lap as he moved
 
The feeling of Marc's body under her was almost more than she could stand. Each time he shifted, she could feel him pushing, his cock sliding against her breasts. Jon's legs shifting, bringing his lap towards her hand, and she could see a tent growing in his lap too. The two of them were obviously turned on by her, and she didn't doubt they'd be happy to fulfill the need that was growing in her. Deep down, she knew that she would never have given either one of them anything more than a sneer ordinarily, but she didn't care.

The weed she had smoked had made everything beyond the moment seem foggy and irrelevant, and in the moment, she wanted to feel bodies against her and cocks inside her. The two boys were staring at her, talking but still not touching her. She could hardly stand it, but the looks on their faces were more of shock than anything else. She needed hands on her, and they wouldn't do that if they were afraid of her.

She giggled and slid off their laps, kneeling on the floor at their feet, and pulled the shirt open, not caring that the buttons popped and flew off into the corners of the room. The little bikini she had on under barely held a third of her breasts, and her nipples were standing up hard through the material. The bottom was just a narrow swath of fabric that covered her mound and emerged from between her asscheeks to connect to the strings that tied at her hips.

She slipped the shirt off, smiling at Jon and then Marc, wondering who would make the first move. "So what do you guys feel like doing?" she asked, slipping her fat breasts out of the cups of her skimpy top.
 
Marc sighed as he felt her slide off his lap, afraid he might never be so close to those tits again, but he was wrong. His eyes fixed on her as she got to her knees in front of them. Her hands went to her shirt and she yanked it open. Her full tits spilling out of the tiny bikini in every direction. As she slid her arms back to let the shirt fall off of her arms, her breasts jutted forward, pushing the thin material to its limits, and her nipples. Her nipples stood out hard against the thin fabric, popping little tents up

Marc glanced at Jon, but Jon was just staring. He turned his head back to her as she spoke

"Well..." but he trailed off as one hand slid up to catche the thin bikini, tugging it down. One massive firm tit popped free, then the other as she looked at Marc, then Jon

Jon was the first to react, he leaned forward, reaching a hand out to grab one full tit. Squeezing the fat firm mound hungrily, Marc didn't waste a second once he saw what Jon was getting away with. Damn this was some good shit!!

Marc reached down, groping her other full tit. Sliding up rogue edge of the couch he leaned down and kissed her, his lips and tongue assaulting here as his fingers found her nipple

Jon slid off the sofa completely, dropping to the floor in front of her, his hand lifting her hard. iPod to his lips. He sucked at the rigid dark bud of flesh. Catching it with his teeth and flicking it with his tongue

The two were not going to waste this opportunity
 
Jenni moaned happily as first one, then the other of the two boys slid off the couch to join her. The lips on hers sent shivers of pleasure through her body, and her tongue swirled around Marc's eagerly. His hand found her breast, squeezing and playing with it, and then Jon's mouth was on her nipple. She let out a groan of pleasure as he suckled on it, his tongue flicking and teasing. Her whole body shuddered with pleasure, and she was so surprised that it took her a moment to realize she was cumming.

As the pleasure swept over her, she began to squirm and writhe in the arms of the two nerds. She whimpered with excitement, the sound muffled by Marc's mouth covering hers, and she wrapped her arms around the two of them, pushing her breasts up to their hands and mouths, trying to imagine what would happen if they got as high as she was.

She shifted her knees, spreading her legs wider as she kissed Marc, letting her hand run along his back. The other hand was caressing Jon's shoulder, and she felt the two of them steadying her, keeping her upright despite herself.
 
Marc felt her body responding to them. She was putty in their hands, and yet he himself began to feel that extra thrum in his veins. Feeling hotter and hotter for no reason, well maybe it was be wise Ashley had thrown her selves at them. But it was the weed that had made her do that, and it was certainly doing something to him

He felt her body quiver, his arm slipping around behind her as she seemed to go limp. He broke the hungry kiss with her, cat hint his breath, groaning at the feel of his rigid cock stuck in his pants. He smiled down at her eyes, glazed and lusty.

"let's get you back on the couch before you fall over" he told her with a smile

Jon seemed to hear, he let her firm full breast slip from his lips as he looked over at Marc. The bogus grabbed her by the arms, and lifted her to the sofa, sitting her down in front of them, her hands sliding over their backs

Marc and Jon took seats beside her, their heads quickly dipping as they both dove for her tits. Marc gently slid his tongue over her soft silky flesh, the taste of her was fire in his mouth. His heart was racing and his cock was throbbing. He laid one hand on her thigh, sliding his hand up her leg, fingers trailing along her inner thigh as his tongue slowly swirled closer and closer to her nipple


Jon helped her sit down, the. Attacked her gorgeous fit again, trying to suck the entire orb into his mouth, his tongue seeking out her nipple. He let her fit slide free from his mouth

"Fuck it is hot in here" he said, leaning back to peel off his shirt. The sudden cool air danced over his flesh. His whole body was in tune with sensation in a way he had never imagined

"Fuck Marc this strain is kicking my ass and we only had a he told his friend as he paused to oggle the delicious beauty on the couch. He smiled for a second, the. Reached down and took her hand, he placed it onto his stomach, then slid it down over the bulge in his shorts

"Amy why don't you help me with this" Jon said. And her body quivered. He looked down to see that Marc's hand was now at the nexus of her thighs, fingers sliding up and down over the mound of her pussy. Jon was jealous, but that stopped as soon as her hand moved on his member
 
Ashley giggled as they pulled her to her feet and then dropped her on the sofa like a ragdoll. She couldn't seem to help herself. She just wanted to be touched as much as possible. When they sat down on either side of her, she moaned eagerly, squirming her body against both of them as they attacked her once again. This time, Marc started to slide his hand along her thigh, and she moaned in anticipation of him finding her pussy. Jon let up on her breast and peeled his shirt off.

It didn't matter to her that he wasn't a gym-cut muscle boy like most of the guys she dated. What mattered was that when he sat down beside her again, his bare skin touched hers. It was like magic, and she turned to press herself against him more. Marc's fingers teased her through her bikini bottom, pushing the thin strip of cotton between the lips of her pussy, into the soaking slit there. She moaned and her hips began to grind, and then Jon was sliding her hand over his bare belly, and over the front of his shorts.

She grinned and stared at him for a moment through glazed eyes, her fingers squeezing the shaft of his cock through his shorts. Marc's finger stroked across her clit and she shuddered, her hand clenching on Jon's cock, and she licked her lips as she looked back and forth from one to the other of them. She leaned down and kissed Jon's belly, her fingers wrestling his shorts open and slid her hand inside, finding the blistering hot shaft of his cock and pulling it loose. She moaned in excitement as she stared at his cock. It was like him, long and thick, and she could smell it's rich, male scent calling to her. She pressed her cheek against it, her tongue snaking out and flicking at his balls.
 
Marc's hand slid down over her pussy, feeling the sweet furnace, wet and blazing hot through her bikini bottom. The sensation sent hot wages through his hand that bolted straight to his cock, his member now hard where it was trapped in his shorts. Unable to resist he tugged the thin material to the side and let his fingers caress her bare sex. It was so soft, incredibly wet and a heat he had never imagined slid over his probing finger. His hand strokes up and down, feelin her puffy lips part and he they curled down to slip inside of her. His lips slid free from her breasts as she leaned over , her hands fumbling at his friends shorts. As she leaned, her hips swiveled and Marc took that opportunity to grab her thighs. He scooted over and tugged her up. She was now perched on all fours on the couch, Marc groaned as he looked at her sweet plump ass, the tiny thong splitting each round globe. Without pause he leaned forward and begin to kiss the soft sweet skin of her ass. His hands slid up and down each thigh, iding up high, to her hips. He caught the tiny strings of the thong, and slowly slid them down. Watching as the material peeled free from her glistening pussy. He just stated at the glistening slit for a moment, framed by her slender bronze thighs, her fond ass jutting up into the air in front of him. He slid his hand snack up to her ass, squeezing the soft flesh. He leaned closer and let his mouth close over the puffy lips of her pussy. The musty tang of her lit him on fire, and his tongue slithered up and down her pussy lips as he groaned into her sex, the taste of her was like ambrosia, the forbidden fruit for mortals


Jon's entire stomach spawned and tingled as hereof her lips plant small kisses on him. Her hand groping for his cock made him shiver. Then she wrestled with his shorts for a moment and his whole body spawned as her delicate hand wrapped around his rigid cock and tugged it free from its prison. A wave of pleasure swept through him at the simple release of his imprisoned cock. Then her tongue. Her silky bit tongue slid down his shaft, his member sliding along her cheek as she lapped at his balls

"Oh fuck Ashley" he groaned as she toyed with him. Suddenly she released him as Marc tugged at her hips, she was on her hands then and her full tits hung beside him. He reached up one hand to feel the hefty weight of one breast spilling around his palm, her hard nipple pressed into the center of his hand. The other slid up to push her hair out of the way, so he could watch this curvy goddess suck his cock. Her whole body shuddered and Jon looked over to see Mac face planted right against her ass. Her response was one of hunger as he felt her attack his cock. He couldn't thank Marc enough for his amazing weed. And he couldn't deny the fire it had started in him with only one puff, he could only imagine what it had done to Ashley to turn this stuck up bitch into a cock hungry slut, bu he was glad to be her first meal

His hands slid down to catch her nipple, softly tugging on it

"You like that don't you" he said as the silky skin of her face slid along his shaft
 
Ashley gasped when she felt Marc's finger peel her thong aside, his fingers sliding into her blazing pussy easily. The boys were taking charge now, and it excited her even more than their touch would on its own. She wondered for a moment if she was really ready for what would come next, but she knew it didn't matter. She had lost the power to stop herself the moment she had felt their bodies against hers. For the first time in her life, though, she was actually excited by losing control.

Marc proppped her up on her knees and began kissing her ass, and she squirmed with excitement, imagining what an obscene picture she must present, with her ass up and her face in the lap of a nerd, nuzzling and kissing his cock and balls. She felt Marc tugging her bikini bottom down, and she moaned in anticipation of what would come next. He surprised her by licking her. She purred as his tongue slid up and down her slit, arching her back down to lift her pussy higher for him, shivering with pleasure.

She took that moment and slid Jon's cock in her mouth, her wet lips sliding down the shaft as hands groped at her breasts and Marc's tongue set her pussy on fire. She stroked Jon in and out of her mouth, loving the taste of his cock and wondering how she had ever thought of sucking cock as an unpleasant chore. The hot meat filled her mouth, pushing against the back of her throat, and Ashley knew this was more than just the drug. This was all that she ever wanted.

As she rocked back and forth, pushing her pussy back against one geek's face as the other's cock slid in and out of her mouth, she felt a sort of pleasure she had never imagined before. Had she always been a slut, without ever knowing it, she wondered?
 
Jon grunted, completely amazed at the sensation of her hot mouth wrapping around his cock. Her mouth was on fire, the heat only held at by by the throbbing inferno of his member. The sensations were in describable, he just groaned and groaned as her mouth sank deeper and deeper, the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat. Then she started to bob up and down, his cock disappearing into her beautiful face

"Ssshhhiiiittttt!!!!" he hissed as she sucked his cock. He had always dreamed of how it would feel, but in all his imaginings he had never been close. At first he had frozen, but as her mouth stoked the fire in him his hand grew hungry on her tit, groping and squeezing as he watched the full flesh of her breast billow this way and that as it spilled out around his palm, his big hand looking small on comparison to her full fat tit. His other hand slid to the back of her head and he remembered all the porn he had seen, so as she bobbed he pushed her face down in his cock, forcing more of his member into her each time, his head pressing harder and harder against the back of her throat

"Thats it, suck that cock" he said, not knowing what he was thinking, blitzed out if his mind from one puff, and a hurricane of lust and hormones boiling through him


Marc smiled as her back arched, her pussy thrusting up, his lips suckling at the sweet slit. He let his tongue slip out, grabbing her ass he pulled her to him, his tongue slipping inside of her, tasting her core, he fucked her with his tongue

He heard Jon call out as she began to suck his cock in earnest, and he smiled, wondering web it would be his turn, but then he realized he had something even better. He pulled his face away from her slit, letting one hand gently slap her ass. Then he got up, he quickly stripped off his shirt, then kicked off his shoes, and finally freed his raging cock. He had always thought that if he could only have had one girl in high school he would have gotten a reputation. He was hung. His cock stood long an hard, finally freed, measuring a full 11 inches

He put on knee on the sofa and took his cock in hand. He slid closer to the proffered pussy, pressing the head against her lips, rubbing it around to tease her. Covering the head of his cock in her lust, then he slid it up, smearing her slick juice all over her ass, running it over her puckered asshole. Then he let it slide back down to her cunt. He wiggled the shift, letting the head stir wr lips around, and then he slid in

She was so wet that he glided in, stretching her sex around his shaft groaning aloud with his first pussy, loosing his virginity to his fantasy in one long slow stroke, his cock delved deep. Driving to the hilt until her ass met his hips, he filled her. The wet furnace more then he had ever believed possible

"Oh fuckkkkkkkk!!!" he growled. Just then Jon looked over at him, and smiled

"Thats it buddy, fuck that pussy" he Jon told Marc, his blowjob suddenly pausing as Ashley got stuck, and stuck deep
 
Ashley slid her mouth down low on Jon's fat cock, feeling her throat stretch to take the wide head. His hand was on the back of her head, pushing her down, forcing her to take it in her throat like some cheap porn-whore, and her whole body seemed to be trembling, begging for more. The fact that an hour ago, she never would have given this kid the time of day, never mind deep throating him, somehow made it more exciting to her. It was as if she was surrendering her pride, instead of saving her sex for someone cool, she was throwing herself at whatever cock came in the room. It was humiliating and shameful, but she couldn't deny that it felt right.

When Marc pussed his face away from her pussy, she whined, wriggling her hips impatiently. She was so close to cumming again, she would have screamed at him not to stop, except Jon's hand was holding her down on his cock so all that came out was a frustrated shriek, choked off by the wide meat in her mouth. A hand smacked against her ass and she froze for a moment in shock. One of the nerds was actually spanking her. A moment later, she felt Jon pushing down, and she started bobbing her head again, slurping loudly at his cock.

She never saw what Marc was doing behind her, until she felt his cock sliding across her pussy. When he ran it across her ass, she had a moment of confusion, because it didn't seem like a cock could be that long. Then, she reminded herself, she was stoned on something really intense, and probably confused. Then it slid into her, the whole thing plugging her pussy in one hard thrust, and she knew she hadn't been confused. It was bigger by far than any cock she had ever had. She had to pull off Jon, despite his hand holding her down, to gasp and then scream from the intensity of having such a huge piece of meat pushed into her that way.

A moment after he thrust it in, Marc slid back until just the tip was clenched in the lips of her pussy, and then the pleasure caught up to the pain. "No!" she cried, and then it rammed in again and she began to wail with pleasure again, her tight pussy clenching the huge cock as she started cumming, her face buried in Jon's lap, shrieking in ecstasy.
 
Jon smiled as his cock slid against her face as she buried her head in his lap. Marc was doing something right as she screamed and gasped in extasy. Her full tits mashed against the sofa, pinning his hand there, the warm billowing flesh was amazingly soft, firm, and warm

"Now now Ashley, don't you stop" he said in a lusty gruff voice. Then he remembered a scene from a porn. He slid out from under her, her face sliding over his thigh as he positioned himself on the far side of the sofa. He positioned himself like Marc. One knew on the sofa, his other leg standing on the floor. He reached down and scooped her beautiful face up in his hand, pulling it up to his glistening, spit slickened cock. He leaned forward, pushing the head into her gasping lips, and he began to thrust his hips, Ashely now being stuck from both sides as Jon began to fuck her face, her warm mouth and taught lips wrapping around his shaft, as her moans thrummed along his member. The buzz he had from the weed they smoked made every sensation all the more amazing, yet somehow made him a stud. He should have cum at the first touch if her lips, but instead of erupting, the extasy just built higher and higher, a towering inferno of pleasure. He thrust deeper



Marc let his hands slide to her hips, grabbing them to hold her still as he started to thrust into her. Fuckong his first pussy with a growing fervor. He watched as Jon stood up, and pulle Ashley up to take his cock, essentially putting her on a spit like some sort of meat for a barbecue. He groaned loud as his meat sunk deep into her, feeling her sex quiver around it as she squirmed, hit silky liquid sliding over him, running down his balls. Each thrust into her pushed her face deeper onto Jon's cock as he thrust into her face. His own body on fire from list and pleasure. He was astounded at the feel of pussy, surprised he hadn't cum at the first thrust, and he thanks his creation. Strain X, the slut maker, an the stud maker, as a girl who wouldn't give them the time of day became their plaything, and as two virgins lasted longer then they had any right. Marc began tonguck her harder and faster, delighting in his creations effects
 
The cock sliding in and out of her pussy was almost more than she could stand, and she heard herself screaming each time it slid into her. She knew she was cumming, her pussy clenched hard around the huge shaft and she was scarcely conscious of anything outside of herself. She was cumming, but it wasn't like anything she had felt before. It was as if every part of her body was exploding in ecstasy, like every inch of her had a clit, and they were all cumming at one time. She felt hands on her shoulders, pulling her up, and she opened her eyes.

She had almost forgotten the other cock, but she opened her mouth for it to slide in as she got fucked. There was no time wasted on teasing now, as Marc rammed into her pussy, she was pushed foreward, until her nose smashed against Jon's belly. His cock was forced dep down her throat, but that didn't matter, because everything felt good. She bounced between them for a few strokes until they got their rhythm together, and then she just rocked back anbd forth on her hands and knees, feeling the two huge cocks filling her throat and pussy.

She felt herself growing dizzy as the sensations overwhelmed her. Ashley knew there were multiorgasmic women, but she had never been one before. She wasn't even sure if this was many, or just one massive one. She remembered to breathe when Jon's cock slid far enough back and she moaned eagerly as they slammed into her
 
Jon was amazed as her face pushed up until her face sank to the hilt on his cock. Her throat was hot and tight, her lips gliding down his swollen shaft sending a cascade of amazing sensations as he felt the head of his cock slide down her throat. He groaned in amazement, never had he ever imagined this, well that wasn't true because he had, but he never thought it would feel like this. His entire body thrummed with the feel of her. Hot throat on his cock. He began to eagerly piston his hips, fucking his wildest dreams throat with a fervor. He could feel her pushing against him as she moaned and his best friends cock fucked her. Driving into her and pushing her back down on his cock. He reached down with one hand to gather her hair and hold it to the side so he could watch his cock disappear into her beautiful face over and over as he found a rhythm to march his thrusting friends.


Marc groaned as her oussy quivered on his cock. It seemed as though her pussy was sucking his cock back into her. The hot wet furnace spreading a fire through his own body. Her delicious ass jiggling each time thrust deep inside of the drenching furnace of her hot tight sex. He let one hand slide around to grope at one full hefty tit, squeezing the delicious weight in his palm, feeling the fat heavy tit spill out around his palm. The feel of her drove him on as he began to fuck her harder. Her wet dripping pussy calling to be stuffed again and again


Jon couldn't take it. His whole body was on fire. The feel of her muffled moans vibrating down his shaft as it sank deep into her face. His entire body began to tingle and tense

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck" he groaned through clenched teeth as his cock exploded deep in her throat, his member twitching again and again and again. His hot thick cum spurting into her throat as his hand clenched her hair tight



Marc couldn't stop himself either, but he had te presence of mind to pull his cock out. The sensation too much for him as her pussy sucked the very life out of his cock. He pulled out of her tight hot hole, wrapping his hand aroun his cock he exploded. Hit thick gobs of cum splattering on her ass, thick pearly streamers ofnhisnhot cum paint Ed her lush rump, spurting over her tight puckered anus, and splattering against the wet pink slot of her pussy

"Oh fuck!!!!" he growled as his cock came and came and came, painting her ass and her sex with thick white gobs. Then he collapsed to the sofa, his entire being spent as waves of extasy crashed through him, makin his heart race and the world spin


Jon pulled his cpck out of Ashley's mouth and collapsed to the sofa, trying to catch his breath, calm his racing heart and get the room to stop spinning

"Thats some amazing shit Marc" he said to his friend as he looked at Ashley, still in all fours between them, her blond hair hanging over her head, her tits heaving as she tried to catch her breath
 
When Jon began to spurt his cum into her mouth, Ashley's scream was muffled by the thick shaft of his cock. The salty liquid filled her mouth when he stroked back, and then she was choking on his cock again. At the same moment, Marc's cock slammed into her from behind, and she felt herself cumming harder. It had been unbelievable before, but this was beyond anything she had even imagined. She felt like she was being transformed, changed on some deep level. If she had burst into flames of turned into gold, she would have felt the same, though she knew she didn't look any different.

Moments later, Marc's cum started raining down on her back. She felt her pussy empty, cool air caressing the open, strained lips as hot cum splattered across her ass. Jon sat back, heavily, his cock pulling free of her mouth, and she trembled, staying on her hands and knees because she couldn't trust her body to move, panting for breath as she felt herself slowly starting to spiral down from the impossible height of pleasure she had felt.

She finally was able to shift, laying on her back, legs across Marc's lap and her head resting in Jon's. She looked from one to the other with a kind of wonder, as her brain slowly started to process what had happened. Minutes passed before she could say anything.

"How much more of that is there?" she asked.
 
Marc smiled as Ashley shifted. Her slender toned legs were warm and soft against him. His cock sending more waves of pleasure through him as the silky flesh of her thigh laid over his still swollen, yet no longer rigid cock. His eyes slid up her thighs, staring at the puffy pink slot of her pussy. He had just ficked Ashley. He had just FUCKED Ashley!!!! A lifetime dream finally realized all thanks to strain x. The x, of course, was for the extasy derived component that he had added to the water in his hydroponic set up, but he had never imagined this would be the outcome. His eyes slid up over her flat stomach to the swells of her breasts, the full firm mounds standing high and amazingly pert for their size. Her nipples were still hard and he felt another wave of shock as he recalled on sucking on those amazing tits. His head popped up as Ashley spoke

"What?" he asked, the sound of his own voice thrumming through him, like it was someone else's voice. Then the question registered and he pulled his eyes from her breasts, actually having to lean slightly to meet her eyes between the prodigious valley between her perfect orbs

"Well there is that bud there", he said as he lifted an arm to gesture, noting how it felt lighter then what it should as his mind floated in cloud X, " it's the first mature bud, but the plant itself has another half dozen about half as large. It's a gorgeous plant too" he told her as he recalled the tall white frosted plant. The crystals on the buds were small, but quite numerous, and apparently very potent

"Want to see my setup?" he asked, wanting to gaze on his creation, needing to thank it for this miracle.




Jon looked down as her head came to rest in his Lao, her silly hair teasing his cock as it clung to his wet sensitive flesh. He shifted his arm so his hand came to rest on her stomach, the feel
Of her soft skin was like fire to him, and as his elbow came to rest on the swelling side of one orb, his cock throbbed with an almost painfull need. He smiled as he looked over at Marc, who finally popped out of his own trance to answer her

"Yeah let's go see this beauty. Besides your little sister will be getting home soon and I doubt we should be like this when she does" he said with a grin, "Howecver that bikini of yours makes me want to go for a swim. Then a soak in the hot tub" he said with a smile, just imagining how the water would feel on his flesh made him tingle. He didn't want to see Ashley cover up though, he could spend days gazing at her amazing body. But since he had coughed out his one hit, he seemed to have the best grasp on his mental faculties, while Ashley was still a goner, and he wanted to be able to take full advantage of that

"Let's get dressed and go take a look"
 
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