Nogoodnik

"You stoked for tonight then?" Emily pried, not wanting to give the game away yet.

"Uhh... sure..." Sean blushed a little. "Just goin' for a few beers... nothing special..." He'd have been embarrassed to admit to her, some of the guys were going to a strip cub to celebrate the end of semester.

Emily raised an eyebrow, "and is that all... you're looking forward to...?" She'd already heard about their plans, but she knew Sean liked her, and she enjoyed toying with him.

"Uh... yeah... like... it's just a boys night out..."

"Yeah... boys only! I'm not invited..." she pouted, but even Sean could tell she was just playing.

"Hey... I didn't invite anyone!" He shrugged. "Wasn't my idea. A few guys were going out... asked if I wanted to tag along... said OK... didn't think you'd even wanna come?"

"Why'd ya think that?"

"Jus... just, because! I dunno...! Why would you...?"

Emily shrugged, "because, strippers... duh...! What...? You didn't think that's something I might be interested in? Don't think I like a nice pair of tits in my face, as much as you do?! I mean... you've seen my girlfriend, right!" she giggled.

It would have been impossible for Sean, or anyone else for that matter, to have missed the fact that Emily's girlfriend was insanely stacked. Christ... just imagining Sofia giving her a lapdance gave him the biggest hardon he... he tried to pause the thought to look down as he realised. Emily's eyes followed his, and she giggled as she saw it.

"He he... um... lookin' totally stoked now!" she sniggered. "Wait... if you're that excited already... have you actually had a lapdance before...? I mean... do you think you're gonna be able to handle it...? Without..." she pointed at his crotch, before miming a little "splat" by hers.

"Wha...?! NO!" he protested. "I've not had... but... I'm not gonna..." While it was true, he'd never been to a strip club before, there was no way he was going to jizz in his pants over it... was he...? He blushed. He was, sadly, still a virgin. But regardless of that, he was confident he'd be able to last, when the time came.

Emily gasped as she saw him blushing. "Oh... you've not...?" She'd never known him to have a girlfriend but, he was a nice guy, and girls generally liked him so, until seeing his reaction now, she'd always assumed he had some experience.

"Um... I mean... that's fine... it's not like you have to get one..." she was a little embarrassed herself now. She didn't want to call him on it, but she was all but sure she knew now. "Just... anything new... it can feel a bit more... intense... than you might think... first time."

She smirked a little, as a wicked thought occurred to her. "I could show you... just so... you kinda know what to expect... if you like...?"

Sean practically exploded in his pants right there. He'd never thought jizzing in his pants from a lapdance was even a risk before. But Emily seemed very sure of herself, and right now, he was feeling way harder than he could ever remember being.

"Wha...? Uhh... no... I mean... it'd be weird.... wouldn't it...?" He didn't want to say, "no..." but saying, "yes" was not feeling like a wise decision.

"Nahhh... it's cool... just... lemme show you..."

Before he cold protest any further, she was already grinding on him, at which point his resistance crumbled into nothingness.

"OH...! Fuuu..." he panted.

"See...! Told you it can get pretty intense!" she could really feel his boner pressed against her ass. She purred a little, enjoying the sensation herself, though admittedly, not as much as Sean was.

It was already feeling like too much for Sean, and he instinctively put his hands on her hips to try and push her off, before he creamed himself.

"Uh uhh..." she paused momentarily, taking his hands off her. "Number one rule in these places... no touching! Phew... good thing we're doing a dry run... don't want the bouncers kickin' you out!" she giggled. "Just sit on your hands..."

"Mmm... let her cook..." she moaned a little as she resumed grinding him. She could practically feel his pulse through her pants, he was so hard.

He was getting cooked alright. Even through both of their pants, this was hotter than anything he'd ever felt. He'd heard guys talking about how they didn't even like condoms, because they "couldn't feel anything..." through them. But if he could feel this, without even getting it out of his pants, that had to be bullshit.

"Ohhhhh..." he whimpered.

"Whoa... easy, cowboy..." she sniggered, easing off herself. "Relax... breathe slow..."

He exhaled loudly as he tried to keep his composure.

"You gotta remember... these girls'll be pros! Sooo... they're gonna have waaay more practice at this than me!"

"Oh, fuck..." he closed his eyes...

"And they'll be naked!" she sniggered, "if you last that long!"

"Gooooddd..." his eyes rolled back.

"Ohhh... I'm sure you'll make it..." she was stifling her laughter as she said it. If he was already about to blow, with her fully dressed, there'd be know way he'd last for a full dance without plastering his boxers.

As she gyrated against her friend, she began fantasising about herself dancing in a club for real. Flirting with guys just like him. Wrapping them around her finger, before taking them back to a private room, and purposefully working them over until they completely lost control.

"Should at least see how it feels in just panties..." she slipped her thumbs into the wasitband and started tugging down. As her bare ass crack started coming into view, she pulled her pants back up. "Oops!" she giggled. "Knew I forgot something today!"

"Ahhhhhh....!" he gasped, feeling a sudden wet spot in his pants.

Emily couldn't feel it yet, but as soon as she felt him buck against her, she knew it was done. She didn't stop though. She wanted to get everything out of him that she could. After a few more seconds, as she worked the creamy mess into his pants, she began to feel the wetness through her own, so she knew his had to be completely soaked with it.

"Oh... Shit...!" she turned around, feeling him slump back. "Did you...?"

As she saw his eyes, completely glazed over, having just had the most powerful orgasm of his life, she grinned sheepishly. He wouldn't be answering for a minute at least.

"Ha ha... um... sorry... you might've been right about it being a little weird. He he... awkward...!" she giggled.

As his faculties started returning, he looked down at the stain on his pants in absolute horror.

"Um... it's not that bad...!" she sniggered, facetiously. "Hey! On the bright side... now you kinda know what it'll be like... Plus... you're not going going out fully loaded now. Shouldn't happen twice in one day, right?" she smirked.

"But... uhh... guess you've gotta get going, huh? Prolly wanna get... cleaned up and change before boys night?" she started helping him up and ushered him towards the door, still sniggering.

As the door slammed shut behind him, Sean snapped back to his full senses. Out in the corridor, he was now completely exposed. He hastily made his way towards the stairs to get back to his dorm room.

As he was heading down, he stopped briefly as he ran into Sofia, coming the other way. Immediately clocking the wet spot on this pants, she sniggered, and gave him a knowing wink.

As Sofia knocked on her door, Emily was furiously fingering herself to what had just happened. She ran over and tore the door open.

"Oh my god..." Sofia snorted, "I just saw Sean com...mmmmmpfh...!" She was cut off by Emily frantically kissing her, as deeply as she could.

Pulling her inside, not even fully closing the door behind them, Emily flung her onto the bed and whipped down her pants.

"Woah... ahh... nice to see you too, babe!" Sofia panted, completely bemused at what was happening. As Emily climbed over her, with a desperate desire in her eyes, she didn't ask questions. "Oh... OK!" she drew a deep breath before Emily pressed her pussy into her face. Through her muffled breaths, she just did what she could to satiate her inexplicable lust.

Mere seconds later, Emily cried out in ecstasy before collapsing.

"Jeez... keep it down, sluts..." another girl called in, as she'd been passing by. Giggling at her own perversion, she snuck a cheeky peak inside, banking the sight of the two girls on the bed for later, before closing the door for them, and scampering back to her own room, flushed with excitement.

As Emily lay panting in the afterglow, Sofia smirked at her. "I'm almost afraid to ask...?!"

"So, uhh... what's Andy planning for his special day, again...?"

"You forgot...?" Maria suspiciously eyed her friend. "I mean... it's kinda what you'd expect... He's twenty-one now, so... him and his buddies are going out." She shrugged. "Think he's just happy he actually gets to join them. They're all twenty-one already, so if they get carded, he can't get in. And they always check him. He's such a babyface..."

Sofia smirked, "Aww... but it's a cute babyface, if you ask me, anyway."

Maria snorted a laugh. "Yeah... well... the bouncers don't decide who gets in, based on how cute they are..."

"I dunno..." Sofia shrugged. "Works OK for me..."

Maria rolled her eyes. "Funny, that... doesn't work the same for boys though. And, I mean... I'm sure they do think you've got a nice face, but... might be a couple other reasons you manage to charm your way past them..." She sniggerd. "Might not've even seen your face!" She peered down Sofia's top. "He he... like... your bouncers get you past the bouncers!"

Sofia sniggered, but nodded in agreement.

"Soooo... we... taggin' along...?"

"Oh... Am I not enough fun for you...?" Maria raised an eyebrow, at least partly serious. "And I did tell you they're gonna end up at a strip club, right?"

"Oh... cool... I mean... yeah... actually... I think you did mention it... some point... Like... nothing wrong with wanting to try it... I wouldn't have a problem with it... you...?"

"Oh my god!" Maria laughed out loud at Sofia's uncharacteristically sheepish reply. "Is that what you're getting at! Ha! You're worse than the boys! Perv!" She shook her head and sighed. "Not really my scene..."

"Come oooonnnn... it'll be fun!" Sofia jostled her. "Me and Emily went a few weeks ago, had a total blast..." she smirked. "So did the boys..." she made a "splat" gesture around her crotch, making Maria giggle.

"Mmm hmmm... did you help them with that by any chance...?" Maria smirked, knowing Sofia's predilection for ruining guys boxers. Sofia gasped facetiously, looking around as if to say, "who...?! Me...?!" before looking back, with a devilish smile. Maria shook her head and sighed again. "Look... I wasn't invited, and I'm not asking to tag along with them. Like... he's my little bro. I'd fucking die from cringe. So lame..."

"Oh... please... let me ask!" Sofia pleaded. "He's not gonna say no to me"

Maria couldn't help but nod in agreement to that. Her stepbrother was a pushover at the best of times, so she couldn't imagine him putting up any resistance against Sofia.

Surprisingly though, when Sofia "casually" brought up the the subject of Andy's plans for his birthday, and that she and Maria could treat him to a couple of drinks, he did have some reservations. While he'd normally jump at the chance to hang out with Sofia, he wasn't sure how she'd react to finding out where his friends planned on taking him.

And after he reluctantly "revealed" that they were planning on going to a strip club, he was a little surprised that she wasn't phased by it at all. But still, he wasn't exactly comfortable with having Sofia, and even more so, Maria, around him and his buddies there.

Sofia knew what boys were like though, so she fed into his fantasy. "Honestly... it's better if you go with a couple of girls anyway..." she assured him. "Me and Emily went to one with some of her guy friends a few weeks back. Got talking to some of the girls. They were telling me, big group of guys, they get uncomfortable. And by yourself looks creepy, but if there's a couple of girls mixed in a group, they feel way safer around you."

Andy's ears pricked up. It sounded like Sofia was offering to be his wingman. He knew it was naïve to think he'd actually pull a stripper, but that didn't mean he didn't like the idea.

She could tell she'd baited him in. "Trust me... me around...? I like your odds way better. Little help from me and Em, three of those guys went home with a girl..." she paused and looked off coyly, "and... we... ahem... took a couple home ourselves..." she added with a wink.

Something else pricked up.

"Fingers crossed, they'll let me get up on stage again. Shake my money-maker..." she teased.

Andy nearly shot his load right there, as she flashed her panties for a split second.

"That was so much fun, Em dared me, and they said it was OK. Everyone went wild when I took my top off..." she paused, seeing Andy's jaw hanging down, " Hey...! Easy, Tiger... don't get too excited..." she smirked. "Just the shirt... Bra and panties stayed on!"

She tapped her lips pensively. "Hmm... Maybe I'll go all the way this time... think you can handle that...?" she teased. "Don't wanna overload you, if it's your first time..."

Andy blushed.

"See me get my tits out, and be like... UGH! URRGHHHH...!" She sniggered.

"Oh my god..." Maria cringed, seeing Sofia torment her stepbrother. As she saw him squirm uncomfortably, her eyes instinctively darted down to his crotch, and could tell his cock was straining against his pants.

"'Course... I still managed set a couple of guys off anyway..." she continued winding him up. "Some of 'em didn't even wait for me to take anything off! Like... as soon as I got on stage, made eye contact with this guy in a group of frat boys, pointed at him like... it's your lucky night... ha ha..." she laughed, sheepishly... "uhh... wasn't so lucky in the end though..."

"All it took was a lil' peek up my skirt... guy completely blew his load!" She glanced down at Andy's crotch. "Um... pro tip, by the way... Chinos...? Not a good idea! He he... I mean.. it was dark, but... you could tell!"

Maria stifled a laugh as she saw Andy squirm. She had no idea if the story was true, or it was just Sofia toying with him, but she knew he wouldn't be wearing that pair out tonight, not if this continued.

"Oh my god, it was so hot!" She beamed with pride. "And he wasn't the only one I saw. When the song was over, I was 'bout to explode myself! Soon as I stepped offstage, me and Em ran to the bathroom..."

She giggled and blushed a little. "Um... sorry... shouldn't kiss and tell... but, uhh... guess a couple of the girls overheard us in there... ha ha… prolly hard not to... but, that's when we got talking... you know... girls in bathrooms... and they both said it's cool if one of the guys was getting a dance, we could sit in on it. So glad I took 'em up on that offer!"

"Ohh... there's an idea..." she grinned, wickedly. "Since it's your birthday... what if... as a present... I buy you a dance... and then I join in!"

He couldn't have asked for a better present. And while it wouldn't be the most expensive gift, the old adage of it being the thought that counts rang true.

Though what the old saying didn't really account for, was that in this case, the thought alone was more than Andy could handle. Before he could accept the offer, he was already squirting the first jet of cum into his pants.

Sofia saw the look on this face. As he felt the wetness, his eyes widened in panic, but hers lit up. He couldn't stop himself glancing down, as if it might not have come through, but it had. He looked back up in panic, Sofia was grinning ear to ear. She expectantly looked down, and there it was.

She cooed a little as the wet spot kept expanding. His dick straining to burst through, as his balls drained into his boxers, and through to his pants. He didn't even notice Maria was off to his side, creased over in tears.

Sofia softly bit her lip as she enjoyed the show. As Andy pointlessly tried to cover himself, she giggled in amusement. It was always her favourite reaction when guys had an accident in front of her. Seeing them act like a kid who'd just peed his pants, when she'd already seen it, and there was no covering it up, but they just didn't know what else to do.

She mimicked his reaction, before bursting out in a fit of giggles.

When she eventually settled down, she winked at Andy. "See what I mean about the Chinos...?" she smirked. "Dark pants, definitely the way to go tonight. Oh... what time're we headin' out...? Guess you gotta get showered, changed first..."

Andy stared down at the mess he'd made of his pants. He really needed a shower to clean all that up. He looked over at the clock. "Shit!" he muttered, "guys're gonna be here in ten..."

"Oops..." Sofia giggled... "Well... you better get moving then. But, uhh... I'm sure we can stall them for a few minutes... for the birthday boy."

As he gingerly stood up, the doorbell rang.

"Guess they came early too..." Maria snorted.

Sofia giggled, "must be my superpower!" She smacked Andy on the ass as she skipped past him to go for the door. "Don't keep us waiting too long, Hon..." she grinned, cheekily, "I can't wait to unwarp your present!"

"Fine lookin' pistol you're packin' there, cowboy. Reckon a girl could get herself in all sorts o' trouble, messin' 'round with that thang..."

"Hmmm... if you'll pardon me for sayin' though... looks mighty twitchy, if ya ask me. Wouldn't be 'bout ta draw your weapon on a lady now... would ya, mister? Not real friendly of ya."

"Gotta warn ya... Mama didn' raise no wallflower. Ask any boy 'round these parts 'bout Buttercup, an' they'll tell ya. This lil lady don't back down."

"Couple o' big ol' cannons right here. An' hoo boy... lemme tell ya. Don't matter if you a choirboy, or the baddest gunslinger around... I put the big guns in they're faces... all of 'em wind up runnin' home to Momma, for a change o' britches."

"Ohhhh... damn, Sugar... He he... I was just foolin' around, but... you sure were quick on the draw there... He he... maybe I shoud say, quick... in your drawers! Ha ha ha!"

"Mah Lawd... would ya look at that! Guess it wasn't a pistol after all. Must've emptied both barrels, if you catch my drift... he he... Whew... enough to make even a fine lady like m'self blush!"

"You take care now, Stranger. A few saloons in town're home to some... less reputable... ladies than myself. Handsome fella like you... hate to think, they might be lookin' to have their way with ya!"

"Ahem...! Eyes up here, dude!" Jade teased Mikey.

"So... sorry..." he spluttered an apology. "I wasn't trying to... I mean... you're hot... I mean... it's hot... I just... I didn't mean to... stare..."

Jade sniggered a little. She knew he wouldn't be able to help looking at her tits, no matter what she was wearing. But it was fun to play with him, and see his reaction.

"Hot...? Yeah... no kidding... why'd you think I'm dressed like this? Sweatin' my tits off here... Like, literally... I swear I've gone down a cup size. This top definitely felt tighter an hour ago."

Despite her claims, her top still looked to be pretty full. But she thought it was funny to bring his attention back to them, having just told him not to stare.

She sighed. "Maybe I'm being harsh on you boys... climate change and all... don't know how much longer all this natural beauty's gonna be around. Gotta appreciate it while you can, huh?" she raised an eyebrow and smirked, seeing Mikey snap back for a second, after getting a little too drawn in.

"Oh... yeah..." he agreed, before recoiling a little at how pervy it sounded. "I mean... uh..." he spluttered.

Jade just giggled at his reaction. It was so easy for her to wind him up.

"Urgh... and it's the humidity!" she groaned. "Feelin' all gross and sticky all the time..." she shook her head, "and, like... it feels gross for me, yeah, but, my boobs get sweaty... I know they look amazing!"

"I mean... I can't help it! Like guys aren't staring down my top enough, then I' gotta wear less to keep cool, and now they're all wet and shiny!" Her tits jiggled as she gestured, further emphasising her point.

She could tell Mikey in complete agreement with her, as he stared, glassy eyed at her cleavage. She smirked, seeing his brain was so lost, he wasn't even conscious enough to try and cover the pop-tent in his shorts.

"Probably just thinking about how slippery they'd be..." her smirk widened, as Mikey subconsciously nodded along.

"Just... havin' a lil' slip 'n' slide between 'em..." she purred softly. "That'd feel pretty good, huh...? Just sliding back and forth... back and forth... squeezed in between them... until..."

Mikey's eyes widened. His cock already felt like it was there, and did what it would do there. "OH! FU..." he grabbed himself, too late to stop it.

Jade giggled as she saw the wet spot on his shorts. Apparently being uncomfortable and sticky wasn't just going to be her problem today.

"Ohhh... not again....!" Mikey whined, which only amused her further.

"Miiikeeeyy...? You're not bothering my friends again, are you...?" Rachel called from the kitchen.

He pleadingly looked at Jade. She smirked wickedly, but decided to cut him a break.

"OK... that's kinda on me... you get outta here... clean up..." she dismissed him. "Maybe a cold shower...?" she giggled.

She called back to Rachel. "Nah... he was just sayin' Hi. Catch ya later Mikey..." she waved cheekily, as he scurried away in shame.

"Phew... hot as balls today, huh...?" Rachel sighed as she walked in. "Here, you go..." she handed Jade a can of Diet Coke. "Maybe hold it between your tits... cool 'em off a little!" she laughed raucously.

"Thanks, babe..." Jade smiled, before placing the cold metal against her forehead first, then tracing it down across her chest then wedging between her tits and sighing. "Oh... that's so nice..." she moaned.

Rachel smirked. "Mmm... maybe try a little more here too..." She rubbed her own can against her nipple, sniggering. "Ha ha... shoulda told Mikey to stick around. Bet he'd fuckin' jizz his shorts if he saw you do that..." She scoffed, "surprised he didn't anyway... must be losing your touch, girl!"

Jade smirked, knowing, but then shook her head and shrugged. "Must be the weather. Heat must be throwing me off my game."

"Aww... not so hot when you're so hot...?" Rachel teased.

"Yeah... gotta cool off. Maybe hop in the shower, real quick... you don't mind, do you...?"

Rachel shrugged. "Sure... knock yourself out..." she sniggered. "Or maybe just go out back and I spray you with the hose!"

"Ha! Maybe later... if it gets any hotter!" Jade laughed. "Could ask Mikey to help. You and me... have a little Wet T-Shirt contest...?" She giggled, "unless you're afraid you'd loose..."

"Hey! Don't get cocky... I'm no slouch at Wet T..." Rachel smirked at the challenge. "Besides... you and me...? Guarantee Mikey's gonna be the one losing it!"

"He he... and yet... he'd finish first!" Jade giggled as she spang up to head for the bathroom. "If I see him... I'll run it by him..."

"Maybe wait 'til after your shower..." Rachel called after her. "He'll probably need one as soon as mention it!"

"From PhD hopeful to a dumb tradwife with no career or job, whose husband pretty much owns her like property.... My parents must be so proud. I was in this debate club with an annoying misogynistic conservative dude named Trevor. I loved to bash and insult me as I took the podium, arguing my points in everything from women's rights to philosophy. He never replied to anyone else or challenged anybody else's ideas, only mine.

One night during a heated exchange, he called me a 'walking uterus universities like ours shouldn't humor by perpetuating the lie that I'm any smarter than a used tire', I think the absurdity of his remark caught a few people off guard and it made a few of my peers laugh. Including our philosophy professor, whom I admired greatly. This made me beat red and step out. He followed soon after, offering to buy me a drink. Said drink ended up with me face down on a hotel room bed, naked, as he fucked my ass, spanking me, calling me a 'useless fucking idiot' repeatedly, among other things.... I came so hard, gushing all over him, myself, and the room. The next morning he apologized to the woman at the front desk, pulling my arm to his side, saying his 'braindead slut girlfriend' squirted all over the room....

"Hey everyone, Samantha here, hope you all are doing well. As you can see I'm still on injections! They're insanely strong. Willowbrooke offered this sponsorship only six months ago. In that time I've gone from a C-Cup to a monstrous SS-Cup. They're not slowing down one bit and I'm a teensy bit worried because, like..... how much bigger can these things actually get? I'm gonna need a wheelbarrow to carry them pretty soon. I told this to Willowbrooke jokingly last week and they assured me they sold a wide variety of trendy wheelbarrows for busty girls, free if I'm under a sponsorship! Soooo it looks like I'll be picking one out in another few cup sizes!

"Yo, why is the world so unfair??? My sister Claire is transgender. She started transitioning in high school. Now she's 21. I'm 23. Look at her. This is ridiculous! I was actually born a girl. She's so much curvier. She has thicker thighs, bigger hips, a fat ass, and boobs twice the size of her head, all natural. I'm .... lean. That's about it. I'm so damn frustrated. She gets so much more attention from guys when we go out!

"Well..... this vacation just took quite a turn. My girlfriend Alice and I were just sunbathing when a staff member came over and said our breasts were excessively distracting. We were a bit flabbergasted, granted, we never vacationed in Italy before. I asked why it was an issue and he said several men complained that they involuntarily orgasmed in their swimming trunks looking at us. That our bodies were considered 'lewd' if this happened. Basically it's a new conservative Italian law that means any figure is permissible until the moment men start experiencing uncontrollable erections and unwanted orgasms. Soooo something would need to be done....

"OMG, bestie, thank you sooooo much for letting me borrow your boobs! The girl I've been seeing is a real boob fiend, let me tell you, and since this is the third date, I just really wanted something I'd be able to properly wrap around her, y'know? God, they look so good! I just know she's going to love them! I knew they'd get big when I added your boobs on top of mine but, fuck, they really are gigantic, huh? These are tits! Oh, also, none of my bras are going to fit me now. Can I borrow one of yours? Actually, which do you think would be hotter, bulging out of one of your bras, making them look even bigger, or showing up to the date with these colossal fucking udders with no bra at all, just bouncing and jiggling all night? Yeah, now that I say it out loud, braless is definitely the way to go.

"Ta-dah! What do you think? Pretty fucking huge, right? And waaaaay better than my old, tiny titties. They're super sensitive, too! I'm not even sure what bra size I am now, because every time I try to measure them, the tape measure brushes over my nipples and I wind up having to stop everything to grope myself and play with these gigantic, sloshy udders. Look at the way they're bulging out of this little, pathetic top and, God, look at all this fucking cleavage! I could probably fit your entire head between these things!