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Marie - Setup
Andy and Matt's night had been shit so far - they'd been thrown out of
the first bar after some asshole had picked a fight with Andy after he
came on to the guys wife, and had been knocked back at the next few bars
they tried. They wound up out near the college, trying to get in to a
student club as they began sobering up a little. When the girl on the
cash desk asked to see their ID cards, Andy figured they were fucked.
All that sweet young pussy, and they couldn't even get to try?
Fuck...
"I'll sign them in," a girl's voice said from behind them. "They
probably forgot their cards, right guys?"
"Uh, yeah. That's right."
Andy turned to see who spoke. A short black girl stood behind them, a
little chubby, gold thread braided in her long, straight hair. Beneath
the long black coat she wore, he could see a pair of strappy gold
sandals, her delicate toenails painted to match. She wore a lot of
makeup, her lips a deep red that complemented her dark skin. Glittered
eyeshadow went with the gold in her hair, and gold rings in her nose and
ears completed the look.
The girl behind the desk looked at Andy and Matt for a long minute, then
slid a thick book over to them.
"Name and Matric number here, and yours here," she told the girl.
The black girl took the offered pen and filled in her details. She
turned to Matt and handed him the pen, and whispered, "Copy one of the
other numbers."
Matt did as she said, copying a number half a dozen lines up the page.
Andy did the same, using a number from the top of the page. When he was
done, he slid the book back across, waiting for the girl to say
something, to throw them out. She waved them past, and the trio entered
the club.
The black girl the pair to a table in the corner, near the bar. She
slid into the bench seat, moving so that she sat in the middle, forcing
the two of them to sit on each side of her.
"So, are you two here to fuck some college girls?"
"What?"
"What the-"
"Well, that's why you're here, isn't it? This place is a meat market, a
really good place to pick up a dumb little college bitch and then fuck
her brains out. You're not here for the fucking music, are you?"
"Well... no. But we didn't know about this place, either. We just kind
of....came across it."
"Mmm. Well, you're in. The least you could do is buy me a drink, I'd
say."
"Uh, yeah - sure. What do you want?"
"Oh, I'm easy. Whatever."
Andy stood and headed for the bar. A couple of seconds after he left,
Matt followed. He grabbed Andy's arm at the bar.
"What the fuck do we do about her?" he hissed.
"Nothing. We buy her drink, we say thanks, we leave the bitch to do
whatever she wants."
"You think she's just going to let us leave? She can get us thrown out
of here, man!"
"Bullshit. She signed us in, so she'd be out, too. Just relax and take
a look at all this pussy..."
Matt looked around - inside the club, well over half of the patrons were
female, and almost all were young - none older than 25, at most. He
guessed some of them couldn't be much over 18. All of them were dressed
provactively - short skirts, tight tops, cut off jeans, clingy
minidresses, bikini tops - and sweating in the heat.
"Fucking hell..."
"Our college population runs 70/30 in favour of the girls - that's why
all the girls looking for cock have to dress like total sluts."
The girl was standing behind them - Matt had no idea how long she'd been
there, what she'd heard. As he looked, his mouth dropped. She removed
the long coat, and she wore... hardly anything. A tiny gold skirt
showed off her legs, the heels making the most of what she had. Her
belly was bare, her small navel pierced by a gold ring, below a tight
gold bikini top that could barely contain her huge breasts. Her tits
were almost as big as his head and covered with a sheen of sweat, a pair
of fine gold chains hanging around her neck and across the huge mounds.
She smiled at Matt, her chubby cheeks framing a cheeky grin.
"See something you like?" She asked.
Sitting back at the table with drinks in front of them, Matt and Andy
struggled to avoid staring at her huge titties. She didn't seem to care
about it.
"I'm Marie," she told them, "And I just love to fuck."
She said it in the same way that other girls might have said they loved
chocolate, not embarrassed or shy.
"The problem I have is I only enjoy getting fucked by a really big
dick," she continued. "I wouldn't notice some guy with a little dick,
so if it's smaller than 10 inches, you don't get to fuck me. It makes
it hard to get laid, though - there aren't hundreds of guys with huge
cocks in town, and regular guys just vanish in my cunt. It's been
months since I found anyone big enough to keep me happy."
Marie grabbed her huge boobs and pressed them together. Andy groaned,
his cock straining in his pants.
"I don't have a problem getting guys, especially with these. You guys
like them, right?"
"Oh God..."
"They're huge..."
"So, I've had to try and find other ways to get off. I've got a pile of
dildos and vibes, but they're not the same as a dick. One thing that I
love is when guys cum on my titties - that just feels so fucking sexy,
y'know. And it just looks so good, a load of white cum all over a pair
of black tits - mmmmm. So what I've been doing lately is going out and
getting a guy, getting him home by promising him a good fuck, and then
seeing if he's big enough for me - if he is, he's golden. If he's not -
like most of them - he gets a handjob or a tittyfuck. Sometimes I suck
them off, but they cum everywhere and it gets in my hair, and that's
just a pain in the ass. Most of the time I finger myself while I do it,
but it's never enough, so once they're done I get rid of 'em and fetch a
few of my toys and finish the job. Once I've come, I rub the cum into
my tits and head back out for some more. It's a pain in the ass,
because I only get time to do it two or three times a night, and I want
more than that. Fuck it's hot in here..."
Marie plucked an ice cube from her glass and began rubbing her tits with
it.
"I don't suppose you two would..."
"What?"
"What?"
Matt and Andy looked up eagerly, waiting for her to say it.
"Get me a refill? Thanks Andy."
Andy stood, trying to hide his hard-on as he made his way to the bar.
Marie leaned back in the seat, her hands dropping into her lap. Matt
felt something on his leg, sliding up towards his groin and his swollen
prick. Marie's bare foot pressed agianst his bulge and she grinned at
him.
"How big would you say your cock was, Matt?"
"Wha - I -"
"Hmmm. About six, seven inches, it feels like. Too small for my pussy,
but I bet it would fit between my tits just right. What do you think?"
"Oh, God..."
Her foot rubbed at his cock through his jeans as she spoke.
"Don't get too excited, Matt. I want that cum on me, not in your jeans.
Listen up, Matt. I want you and your friend Andy to come back to my
place, and I want you both to fuck my tits and shoot your cum all over
them, and I want you to do it all fucking night, do you understand?"
"Oh God, yes..."
"I don't want you to shoot your wad and then go all limp on me, though.
That's no good to me, Matt. Hear?"
"Yes..."
"Good. Then take this, and you'll have one hell of a night..."
Marie pushed a small pill across the table to him, her foot slipping off
his dick.
"Take it and fuck off. I need to talk to Andy. Oh, and Matt? Don't
even think about walking into those toilets and jerking yourself off.
All that cum is mine, you hear?"
"Ye- yes, I understand."
"Good. Take your pill."
"What is it? It's kind of like that Viagra shit, only better..."
"Is it safe? I mean, what if-"
"Of course it's safe!" Marie hissed. "Here he comes - fuck off!"
As Andy returned to the table with fresh drinks, Matt brushed past him
without a second glance. Andy put the drinks down and slid onto the
bench seat beside Marie.
"What the fuck is his problem?" He asked.
"Must have been something I said..." She muttered. She seemed
distracted by something on the dancefloor. Andy followed her gaze. She
seemed to be looking at a girl on the dancefloor - the girl looked hot,
tall and slim, long blonde hair. A tiny black spandex skirt clung to
her ass, and she wore a tight black bustier that pushed her tanned
breasts up.
"Look at that cunt," she muttered. "She's not wearing anything under
her skirt. She keeps taking guys into the ladies bathroom. Look at her
legs, just under the skirt - see that? It's not sweat, it's cum. Bitch
can't wait to get home."
Andy stared at the girls legs - there was something on her legs, but he
couldn't tell if it was sweat or cum, like Marie said.
"Would you fuck her?"
"What?"
"Would you fuck her? She's fucked half a dozen guys, and they're just
the ones I've seen. Would you do her? She must be really fucking
sloppy now..."
"Christ, I don't know. She's hot, but if she's just fucking guys..."
"You think she's hot? Her legs are okay, but she's got no tits - don't
you like a good set of tits on a girl?"
"Well, yeah, but..."
"But? What's but got to do with it? You think tits can be too big or
something? If I had a dick, I'd love to ram it between some bitches
tits and fuck them 'till I came. The bigger the better, that's what I
think..."
"I guess... She looks like she'd be a good fuck, though..."
Marie laughed.
"How can you tell? If she needs that much cock, she can't be too good
at getting herself off, can she? If fucking guys in a bathroom was my
thing, I'd make damn sure I got off every time did it."
"You said you didn't get off every time you took a guy back to your
place..."
"Not while he fucked my tits. But you can bet your ass I did once he'd
gone. Guy's don't like to see women fuck themselves with dildo's and
vibes - it bores them. After a guy shoots his load on me, he's out the
door as soon as he zips up his pants. That's when I get myself off,
thinking about how it felt to get tit-fucked, cum shooting all over me.
If I wanted to get fucked in a toilet, I'd make sure I was good and
ready before I took the guy in there, and then I'd work at my cunt while
he fucked me. He could get a good handful of my tits and pinch at my
nipples while he fucked me - I like that..."
"But you wouldn't fuck a guy in a toilet, would you? Not unless his
cock was big enough for you. What the fuck is that about, anyway?"
Marie sighed and turned to face him, putting her right thigh against the
back of the seat, her shin across and under the table. She lifted her
left leg up and over his legs, bringing it down on ther side of his lap.
Her skirt rode up her smooth black thighs, revealing a white thong. As
he watched, she pulled the material aside, revealing her shaved pussy.
Two gold rings gleamed aginst her bare flesh as she gently rubbed
herself.
"Watch," she told him, "You'll see why I need a big dick."
She rubbed at her clit with one hand, as she eased first one finger,
then another into her cunt.
"I don't know if any other girls are like this," she whispered, "but
it's huge..."
He watched as a third finger vanished inside her, his dick rock hard
now. She worked the three digits in and out for a couple of minutes,
then slid in a fourth finger.
"I'm just so loose small dicks slide out of me..." She breathed, shoving
in and out of herself.
"Watch..." A final shove, and her whole hand slid inside her cunt, up
to the gold bracelets on her wrist. "I need a big cock to fill me up,"
she gasped, "but they're hard to find, so I have to keep myself happy.
I use all kinds of toys," she moaned a little, "dildo's, vibrators. I
can fuck bedposts easily, Andy... Can you imagine how a little cock
would feel for me? If a guy fucks my tits, I feel it, I see it, and it
feels good..."
She slid her hand out with a squelch and grabbed an empty beer bottle
off the table. As Andy watched, she put the base of the bottle against
her wet pussy lips and pushed - the bottle slid inside her easily, until
only the top of the neck was visible. Marie put a finger against that
and pushed lightly - the entire bottle vanished inside her. As he
watched, she pulled the thong back across her pussy, the thin white
material turning transparent as her pussy juices soaked into it.
"Do you see why I need a guy with a big dick, Andy?"
Andy was stunned by what he'd just seen - she'd fisted herself and stuck
a beer bottle right inside her pussy in the middle of a fucking
nightclub.
"Yes..." He gasped.
Marie grabbed his cock through his jeans.
"I don't think you're big enough, Andy. It would be like fucking a
bucket. But I want you to help me get off. I want you to fuck my tits,
or spank my ass while I use my toys. Maybe you could fuck my tits while
you used my toys on me. Would you like to do that, Andy? Would you
like to fist me and cum all over me? I love it - will you find another
girl who can say that? I can take two fists up my cunt - want to see?"
"Oh fuck, yes! I want to help you, Marie!"
"What about your blonde slag?"
"Fuck her! I want you!"
She stroked his stiff cock for a while.
"I need you to do something for me, Andy."
"What?"
"Open your mouth."
He did, and she put something small and rounded in - her fingers tasted
of her sweet pussy juice.
"Swallow," she told him. He swallowed.
"What was it? Something like Viagra. I need lots of attention, Andy.
I don't want men who shoot once and then are no good to me. there's one
thing I should tell you now, though. You'll have to share."
"What? Share?"
"Share. Matt's going to help. Two cocks means twice as much cum, Andy.
I've got a big mouth, two hands, and a set of tits that can easily take
two cocks. Understand?"
"Oh yes..."
"Good. Let's find Matt."
She stood and picked up her coat.
"What about the bottle? The one in your..."
"The one in my cunt? Let's leave it there. It'll be a surpise for
Matt..."
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