On a Tokyo street corner, Kenta waited. Overhead, great glowing signs blinked and fshed, advertising a slew of currently-airing films Kenta might normally have paid attention to... but in his current state of mind he had no thoughts for them. He was supposed to be meeting one of his students, one Mai Shiranui, for a 'date' today. It was intended as a way of apology, making up for breeding her silly right there in the middle of the gym some days ago. It seemed like an odd way to apologize, but who was he to compin? But wasn’t she supposed to have come alone today? Why then, when he saw Mai approaching, was she not on her own? His student came with a companion in tow. Miss Mai Shiranui looked as staggeringly fuckable as ever. Incredibly long legs with thick strong thighs led up to a fountaining set of hips and a big juicy ass toned by years of training and kunoichi exercise... currently barely encased in a pair of cutoff jean shorts so small they crept entirely into the tight space between her thighs, with just a few shredder tapers of cunt-biting denim remaining. Her body was body by any standards, but the real stars were still to come. Those waited for him higher up. So up his eyes went, creeping slowly all the way. Past wide, generous, childbearing hips, her waspish, tiny waist with exposed navel... He gulped in anticipation of what was finally coming, and sighed when he arrived: those tits! Glorious! Mai’s breasts were many, many times the size of her pretty little head, each like a cow’s udder in their own right, yet stupidly buoyant and perky beneath her too-tiny t-shirt. The writing across the bust seemed like it might have said ‘MILK’ at one point in time, but now the shredded material simply offered up that substance in the form of oodles of exposed skin. Picked specially by Mai for their date today, the shredded remains couldn’t keep up much more than clinging to her straining melons for dear life, so flimsy even a single gust of wind or errant finger would completely expose everything. Like she cared. Her lovely orange hair spilled down her back, further adding to the aura of mesmerizing Japanese womanhood, a fertility idol in a teen's body. Like always, Kenta could have stared all day... but he wasn’t given the chance. Because that was when the girl behind Mai stepped out into view. "Hiii~ ?" Her voice rang in his ears like the melody of church bells, undercut by the click-cck of her high heels as she stalked up to him alongside her cow-breasted bestie. It was, in short, the only word she would speak for the entire night. Not that that would at all stop her from leaving an impression. Just like she was leaving one right the fuck now. The girl, slightly taller than Mai and just as buxom, wore her red bangs long enough to conceal her eyes, complemented further by long, flowing twin tails. But any feelings concealed by her cut were immediately communicated by her body as she wiggled on forwards. She waved to him impishly, causing those full, glorious tits to sway in an exaggerated, dreamlike manner. She’d come out with a club-slut chic to rival Mai’s trailer trash look, in a charming microdress and jacket combo... and while the pink, fur-lined jacket did its job as a cute accessory, the dress absolutely did not, looking more like the remains of a minidress, and designed by someone who had no goal of actually covering anything by that. Laces. The girl was wearing more ce than actual clothing. What had started as a ce-up dress had been reduced down to the absolute minimum amount of fabric to pass, becoming a skintight, sleek and shiny crime against decency in the process. Only held together by a pair of thin, crisscrossing ces, it looked ready to burst apart at any moment, and just like Mai’s outfit would also release a massive pair of wobbling, milky megatits - and their hardened, half-exposed nipples - in the process. The glint of metal studded piercings just accentuated the package, drawing the viewer's eyes directly to the owner's milk nozzles like they were teasing and begging someone to py with them. Kenta stared at her chest for an inordinate amount of time. Then, finally, he let his eyes trail down. Down, slowly, following the trails of those tight, tight ces, he reached her toned, washboard abs, with not an ounce of fat to be seen, and finally reached the plump swell of her bare, juicy mound. A pussy just begging to have a fat cock tucked inside, by the man she saw most suitable for the task. Him. It was just about in pin sight, too, his view only obstructed by the single ce at the bottom of the dress, also the only thing holding the whole garment together. Changing his viewing angle even slightly gave him a totally unrestricted view... not that he even needed to see it, really. After all, he could already see the long strand of bitch-juices dripping down between her legs to spatter at the ground by her ankle-breaking high heels. Kenta swallowed the lump in his throat and tried his best to yank his gaze away from the view before he got called out on it. Waving back, he took a step forward and tried to quell the hardon he was feeling grow in his pants. "Hey, Mai, good to see you made it. And uh..." He gnced between the two bombshells, not entirely sure how to proceed. "Who's your friend?" She answered by pressing into his left-hand side immediately. Her tiny shirt, more a belt across her tits, immediately caught on Kenta's shoulder and slid up to her neck so she was pushing two massive, bare breasts against him. She just did not care as her tits spilled across his body, trapping his arm and engulfing his shoulder, both teacup-sized nipples and dinner pte-sized areo pointing off in random directions as dictated by their pressure against his body. Fuck it, her right nipple was even pointing directly at his face where his shoulder pushed it up, a steady trickle of milk bubbles beading on the tip. "This is Shermie! She's, um, totally, like my bestie, I wouldn't go anywhere without her~ So when I told her what happened at school, she said was just dying to meet you!" Then Shermie engulfed his other arm in an equally massive amount of heavy breed-me-into-oblivion titmeat, giggling, cooing, panting... doing everything but using her words. Did she not speak any Japanese? Or was she more like a wild animal than a civilized woman? As she gripped his arm and mashed her chest into his side, pressing forward until the ce criss-crosses were tight as could possibly be against her bursting tits, it definitely seemed to be the tter. That dress really did look tight. So tight it got pulled outwards and her nipples fell into visibility through the barely-there, haphazard mesh of coverage. Her nipple piercings were big and steel, heavy, keeping her titties perky all the while. He'd been with them for only a minute and already both their racks were bare for his eyes. Both girls thrust their asses back as they held onto Kenta so that he could see them wiggling away, each leaking proportional amounts of sticky fuck-juices down their thighs to puddle at their feet. "What're we gonna see?" purred Mai. See? See what? What did she mean? Kenta's mind went immediately bnk as the two wombs with teen sex queens surrounding them pressed their bodies against him and his huge cuntwrecker of a cock screamed to be set free from the prison of his pants. His hands instinctively pressed into the girls' thick, wiggling asses and gripped down hard like he was ciming them as his own. He pulled them closer to his body. Mai's bare, leaking nipple throbbed and pushed out another stream of white milk that rolled down the huge udder in front of Kenta's face. Without thinking, he tched his lips onto the presented nub, sucking and drinking directly from her tap in broad daylight... before realizing that molesting your student's fuckjugs with your tongue wasn't a standard greeting. Regaining his senses, he let go of the nipple with a pop, swallowing the delicious nectar and looked around. It was hard to think with these two clinging to him and filling his brain with so much feminine scent as to overwhelm his system. Fuck. That's right, he was supposed to be watching a movie, wasn't he? As an apology for shoving his dick into Mai's tight little fuckhole in front of the whole css? "S-sorry about that, your giant fucking cowtits kinda distracted me." What? That wasn't what he meant to say. Shaking his head and trying to regain a bit of sense, he looked between them again, squeezing their asses harder as he struggled to remember what he was doing. "I dunno... what do you wanna see?" The girls giggled and cooed, Mai's gasps soon chorusing with the musical tones Shermie had been uttering all along. When she felt his hand inside her barely-there jean shorts, gripping her fat PAWG rump, she wiggled appreciatively. Shermie’s only response was to sway, like she was moving to music only she could hear. Now was the part where Mai was going to butter him up, or so she thought! Praise danced on her tongue, praise to make her new daddy’s dick get even harder: "Mm, they're big alright. Just look at all these big tits you've got allll over you~ And these big asses filling your hands! And - hey!" She hadn’t gotten to finish before Shermie used her tongue too... but rather than teasing Kenta with words, she caught his tongue with her own. This harlot hadn't even introduced herself and she was already thrusting their mouths together, mashing her tits into his leather jacket so that two thick rivers of milk flowed down his side. She moaned and extended her tongue, flicking it back and forth against his insistently. “Guh! Mmm! Shermie!” Mai whined, before... “Fine then!” Not to be outdone, the kunoichi maiden pressed in too, sliding up against Kenta’s chest and going for his mouth as well. As she mashed her tits against him, she thrust her tongue into the space where Kenta and Shermie's lips were connected and tried her best to prise Kenta away for a kiss of her own... only to be sabotaged as Shermie suddenly broke off kissing Kenta for a steamy makeout with Mai instead! She took all the saliva she and Kenta had just been swapping back and forth and shoveled it into Mai's mouth, making the teen bitch moan in appreciation. Mai’s thighs spasmed and she started orgasming, the crotch of her jean shorts soaking, turning dark. Then the pressure on their chests as they mashed them together through their kiss released four streams of milk all at once, soaking the pair in each other's ctate... --- Who fucking knew how they even got into the movie theatre. The next few minutes were a daze, but somehow Kenta found himself sitting in the back, in the dark. There was a movie on the screen, and a girl on either side: Mai on his left and Shermie on his right. Neither had made any effort to cover up. And it sure didn’t matter whatever film was on the screen, either. The only show Kenta was willing to watch was the two pairs of wobbling, leaking tits on either side of him. His breath was heavy as he wrapped his arms around both of his girls and mashed his hands into the bare flesh of their chests, sending streams of milk spshing against the seats in front of him as well as the theater floor. His bulge throbbed and jerked in his pants, once again urging to be set free. The heat radiating off of the barely contained monster reached Shermie's hand as she pressed her palm down into it. She btantly ran her fingers over the outline of his restricted fuckstick as lovingly as he did to her breast. A slight jingling sound caught his attention and he looked away from her titmeat long enough to see her hand daintily grasping his zipper. Slowly, agonizingly, Shermie dragged it down, with a smile on her lips all the while. It didn't take long for Kenta’s cock to force its way out - it was heavy enough that once the zipper was half down it did all the rest on its own, and Shermie gasped as it sprung out of his jeans. It came firing too, making her purr as his cock slung copious amounts of his precum upward, bsting her hand and Mai’s cheek as the massive fucking bitchbreaker pulsed in the cool theater air, fully erect and giving off so much heat as to be felt by the girls sitting next to him. Kenta only swallowed and panted, mind completely gone as he gave the girls yet another squeeze, the muscles in his powerful arms tensing up and causing yet another spray of ctation in his white-knuckled grip. It was another miraculous event, something so shockingly immoral that Kenta would catch himself wondering if it was really happening... but that was just how these two were. Mai had already thoroughly outed herself as a size queen and a pervert who was interested in his cock to an outrageous degree, and this Shermie girl somehow managed to be even worse. Despite obviously not being mute, she didn't speak beyond the bare minimum and mostly just sang, hummed and made cute animal-like sounds and let her body do the talking for the rest of it. And right now her body was saying it liked his penis a lot. Both of them were. Both girls reached out and down, wrapping a hand around the swell of Kenta's upthrust penis. Slowly, but surely, Mai and Shermie squeezed and jerked his bull-dick off, idly watching the movie as they went. Mai sipped her soda and Shermie ate a handful of popcorn, but then she licked the butter right off her fingers and went back to jacking his dick intently with that powerful bicep of hers. When he squirted and soaked her hand, she licked it off just as readily as the butter. Mai tilted her soda cup with a purr and grasped Kenta's cock. Shermie watched, ughing and cpping her hands, as Mai stuck Kenta's cock in the open cup and stirred her drink with it, sighing happily as white pearly liquid began to flow into her cup, permeating her soda... She took a few sips and curled her lips, then leaned over to pce his cock in her mouth and suck the sticky droplets off of him. She held her lips tightly as she drew back up again, so that a loud, exaggerated pop filled the air. ... Not that Kenta noticed. Sure, Mai’s dispy was possessed of a level of filthiness unsurpassed just about anywhere, but he had bigger concerns right then: namely two big, round heavy ones hanging most meatily off Shermie’s chest! The teasing redhead had been struck by a whim to wrestle his face down into the depths of her rack and now she clearly had no intentions of letting him up. With his vision completely obscured by huge, soft udder, face pressed into the taut ces of her dress, Kenta could only moan and dig even deeper... He groped at her chest, asking the sex bomb what she wanted him to do down there, but Shermie only giggled and ughed and bounced him about... until her new daddy-lover finally got the hint and began diligently suck, chew and slurp one of her massive nipples until a steady flow of milk got going into his mouth. He swallowed and swallowed, drinking Shermie's milk as he bit down on her throbbing nipple, cock pulsing and shooting all over Mai’s body all the while. If it wasn’t one, it was the other... These two were just two much to handle~ Thankfully, Kenta just happened to have the perfect bitch-tamer right between his legs, and right now it was standing up fiercely between his legs, poking the air with insistence that he fuck and breed these two whores straight into total submission. Fucking Mai earlier had given him a very brief taste of Heaven, but today had been set aside for the purpose of prolonging that taste... and there was no time like the present. And Shermie, too! Having these bitches slutting around all over him had him in heat, and he wouldn’t be satisfied until he’d hammered both of them into sticky puddles of submission, swimming in a mixture of male and female hormones. He grabbed the kunoichi bitch on his left and yanked her out of her seat. With one hand still grasping Shermie's chest, he grabbed Mai’s crotch with the other and ripped her flimsy little cuntbiter shorts clean open, leaving behind nothing more than a tiny jean loincloth that left her pink, swollen pussy utterly unguarded. Gripping onto the back of her destroyed cuntfloss shorts, Kenta yanked Mai back down, this time onto his p and sank the entirety of his cock right into the girl's wet slot until her fat fucking ass cpped down onto his thighs, hiding his rigid fuckstick inside tight, teenage cockslot. Mai stifled a cry, gasping over and over. The big, sturdy-bodied ninja bitch had been taken completely by surprise, manhandled onto a dick so suddenly it took her breath away. He whispered a me excuse: "Didn't wanna get the theater dirty. Hope you don't mi - nnnnhhh!" His efforts to keep things light and teasing failed as Mai tightened up around him, giving him that gaping, crazed-eyed yandere look, and it was exactly the thing to make him start cumming. He’d been already close, but Mai pushed him over the edge, so he was basically shooting from within five seconds of slipping up her twat. Kenta pumped an obscene amount of seed into exactly where it belonged, cock spasming into her cunt and making her climax all over again. Of course she cried out. How could she be expected to stay quiet in the movie theatre while Kenta treated her like the fuckdoll she so fantasized of being? Kenta did his best to stifle her, naturally, popping his mouth free from Shermie's nipple buffet to grab a piece of popcorn and slip it, and most of his hand, into her wide-open, panting mouth. The rough treatment made her climax all over again. She was going to scream. She was definitely going to scream and give them away, even as Kenta had little success shushing her. Thankfully, Shermie noticed in time. She suddenly caught the back of Kenta's head, shoving him forwards into another kiss, stifling Mai at just the right time as Shermie held their heads together, fingers stroking and scratching both of them affectionately, tangling in their hair as their tongues intertwined. She giggled, then turned them both towards her in one smooth motion and shared a sloppy, tasty threeway kiss. The first of many, to be sure. "Mhhaaaah..." "Ooouhh... Mmh, fuck," moaned Mai. "Such a manly load... It's filling me up... Mmh, I lost completely~" Then, as she slid off Kenta’s shaft Mai grasped her cunt, squeezing it. He realized she was trying to keep it all deep inside, as if the thought of his cum dripping out of her upset her. Mai rolled back to her seat and slid down the cushion, raising her legs to throw her ankles over the movie seat in front of her. She fingered her pussy, smiling up at him like he was the most wonderful person in the world. Then, Shermie, getting impatient, got up from her seat. She wiggled her ass at him teasingly, letting him feel it... then suddenly sat down heavily on his p, putting that donk to work. She pressed back into Kenta, forcing his hips forwards so that his meaty, long cock rose up between her thighs, and made a look of pure happiness down at it, fingers tangled together, eyes (what could be seen of them!) sparkling. She slowly but surely pressed her thighs together, squeezing them in a vice-tight grip around his fat throbber, and then tightened her thigh-grip in the most delicious way, squeeeeeeezing his cock as hard as she possibly could. She started raising and lowering her thighs, immediately working her dress up to her hips and leaving her lower body naked as she thighfucked his massive cock still slick with Mai's cunt juices. "Hora, hora!" Splurt, splurt, splurt. Every time Shermies thighs lifted up, it pumped out a shot of white which geysered up and came spttering down onto her slick, bare thighs wrapped around Kenta's cock, eventually forming a pool which slid down her long toned legs. His eyes rolled back into his head and his hips began jerking as he kept painting the mysterious girl white. Fuck, these girls were relentless. Eventually, his toned body took control, allowing him to thrust his hips up to meet Shermie's thighs, fucking her in earnest with one hand wrapped around her chest, yanking on one of her piercings. Kenta slipped his free hand down to her bare, slick pussy and pressed a finger into the fat, swollen nub of her clit, thrumming the button and trying his best to keep up even as her cunt dripped juices all up and down his throbbing rod. It was almost a shame for this girl to not be on her back and completely full of cum every hour of the day. Leaning back, he wrapped his arms around Shermie, keeping her pulled flush to his chest as he fucked her thighs, all the better to appreciate her ce-crossed cowtits bouncing up and down. And as if they weren’t spping loudly on her chest enough already, the constant ropes of cum hosing them down got her rack slick and dripping so that those sps soon became slippery, sloppy thuds with plenty of squish and sptter. They were making such a mess, with no end in sight! He coated the wild slut's chest just as he did her legs, practically marking her as his woman... they hadn’t even had a conversation yet! Another massive, geysering explosion of semen followed, along with another orgasm by a heavy-breasted bitch made to fuck herself silly on Kenta's cock. And yet his dick didn't go down at all, and neither were the girl's lusts sated. Somehow it was like all three were on fire, and even as her twitching pussy carried her through her orgasm, Shermie was already kissing him on the face and cheek again. "Fuck, Mai.... I think your friend was born just to please cock or something." "Oh, but she was, stud... We both were~ Just look at... these!" Mai grasped her top and tossed it aside, saying goodbye to any coverage of her chest whatsoever. She thrust her hands in the air provocatively, drawing attention to her heaving udders as she swung them from side to side, making loud, heavenly cps and sps ring out as they wobbled drunkenly on her chest. They moved so heavily, but had so much spring at the same time, and every impact made her nipples shake for long, long seconds afterwards. Beside her, Shermie grinned as she squeezed and mashed her own fat rack with her blood red fingernails, sticking her tongue out at him as she pyed with herself.There was only one way for this to end. Both girls dropped their heavy tits on one of his knees each, zeroing in on his upthrust cock. Mai and Shermie smashed their melons together around Kenta's cock, stiff nipples jousting as they trapped him, squishing him into a marshmallow-y heaven. Other girls in the theatre watched and masturbated as even Kenta's monster cock was in danger of being engulfed completely in so much titty, only the head able to just barely poke out in the end. "He's really poking out the top... No guy's ever done that with our double paizuri before! K - Kenta!" Mai and Shermie started wringing him out, holding their breasts and riding them up and down his shaft, taking turns sucking on his throbbing head when they weren't just sticking their tongues out to catch the semen firing from the tip. They squirted all over the floor again and again like animals, all while their flowing titmilk formed a puddle in their cleavage, bathing his dick in a constant, million dolr flow. They were waiting to be fed more semen... before he either ran out or they got banned from the theatre for life. Fucking the slutty pair's chest was basically Heaven. Kenta just bit his bottom lip and tried to weather it as best he could, and did his best to dish some of that overwhelming pleasure back at them by gripping their bare, swollen cunts and shoving fingers in and out of their hot, eager holes. They squealed, twitched, thrust down and worshiped, such that anyone in the theatre who looked over would see two devoted acolytes working at their altar: a donkey donkey cock pumping and pumping, surrounded by big fat tits that wobbled and shook. Unable to say words at this point, the only sound that came out of his mouth was wild grunting as he thrust with brainless abandon. It didn't even register that it was probably not a good idea to be doing this sort of breeding activity in public with onlookers - the only thing on his mind was fucking as much of his two pieces of sexmeat like a caveman and the more people that saw him cim the fertile teens as his own, the better. With yet another orgasm, a fountain of thick and potent seed erupted and coated the mashed-together jugs around his tool. It felt like he’d never stopped cumming, he didn’t want to stop cumming... he just wanted to paint these sluts as white as he could, and with enough sperm to make them pregnant just by touch. Slipping his fingers out of their snatches, he grabbed both of them by the back of the head and mashed their faces downward and into the direct stream of his firehose, spraying and coating these mindless sluts as they pressed their lips together, moaning and slurping up as much of his manly essence as they could. It was supposed to have been just a movie date. But it ended up being anything but. It was like the sensation of sexual excess bordering on madness Shermie brought with her was infectious, swiftly spreading to Kenta and Mai, as if they'd even needed the encouragement. --- Their little date soon spiralled out of control, what had been supposed to be a movie and maybe a meal turning into a breeding and fucking marathon like no other, where the trio's sweat-soaked bodies mashed together again and again. The girls were as free with each other as they were with Kenta, finding almost as much pleasure in fucking each other as they did him. Moments fshed by: grabbing a meal at some fast food restaurant while Mai jacked him off at the counter and Shermie tongue-fucked him. Catching a train with his pants around his ankles and the girls busily slurp-sucking away down there. And finally, finding a hotel to spend the night, even as thoughts of getting to the Academy in the morning fell completely by the wayside. Kenta had lost count of how many times he'd cum for the pair, but it must be closing in on 20 or more... Almost completely nude now, all three of them had huddled in the hotel lobby basically stark naked with their only remaining article of clothing - Kenta's jacket - trying to do a job of covering all three of them. Only Shermie had been bold enough to walk right up to the counter with her hands on her hips, whereupon she spped down the money and blew a sperm-soaked kiss to the man behind the counter. With key in hand she headed for the elevator, inviting Kenta and Mai to follow... where they started up fucking each other again before the doors were even shut. It was now around 2 in the morning... Mai had passed out long ago, and Kenta and Shermie were having their st tryst of the night. And what better way to round it out than a full nelson fuck with Shermie held completely off the ground in Kenta's strong, muscur arms? Kenta held Shermie's legs behind her head with his treetrunk arms as he pistonfucked his new fuckslut on the balcony of their hotel room. The cool night air breezed past his permanently hard performance hot-rod stallion cock as it pumped litre after litre of baby batter into the cum-covered living fleshlight singing moans with every bounce. Cum waterfalled down his legs and spshed out over the railing along with twin geysers of milk from huge, shiny, sweat-covered tits as they hit against her body with meaty sps that almost rivaled the smack of his huge, full nuts spping against her tight, reddened little twat. Kenta couldn't care less who saw him at that point. All of Tokyo probably knew what his monsterdick looked like by now, but none of it mattered at all as he lost more of himself each time Shermie's womb sucked and kissed on the tip of his dick while it swallowed yet another pump of seed. He completely lost just how long that he was out there pumpfucking the whore, but eventually his balls drained and he stumbled backwards and into the bedroom. Letting her fall onto the bed, his cock finally slipped out of her with a wet sound and a torrent of white. It still stood, spurt after spurt spshing against her tits as he stared down at her, panting and covered in sweat and juices. Woozily, he colpsed between his women, grabbing hold of handfuls of tits like his monkey brain was ciming them as his own even as he wearily sunk into bed. What a day. Hopefully he could make up this little social faux-pas to Mai ter. ... Especially for waking up before her and pumping yet another load into her teenage cunt before she had a chance to realize.