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The Chain: Link 7

Date: 11/2/2014, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

“What do you reckon? Fancy sucking Pervy Evans’ knob?” “I dunno,” Buttocks Girl said. “I haven’t decided yet.” They were deliberately humiliating him, Professor Evans decided. But somehow he felt completely powerless, not knowing what to do, short of manhandling Metal Girl out of the way with brute force, but that carried its own risks. Now Big Breast girl was lifting her skirt. The nylon turned out to be stockings. Her knickers were of a blue, pastel shade, and she quickly pulled them to one side, lifting one foot and placing it on the metal bin designed for sanitary items. Now she too drew her hand across her sex, her fingers pressing hard against her labia. “Please suck it!” she said. “It would be such a turn on!” “I dunno,” Buttocks girl repeated, her hand still moving slowly before she let go. She turned around and bent over a little. Professor Evans saw her as he’d seen her before, the shorts so high they revealed tiny slices of buttock. She backed up, the denim touching the stiff cock. Professor Evans backed away instinctively. Buttocks Girl backed up, still bent over. Again denim touched cock. Professor Evans retreated some more, the girl following, the others giggling. Suddenly he was backed into the corner, Buttocks Girl wriggling her bottom, then backing onto him to crush her round cheeks against his cock. Metal Girl and Big Breast Girl were watching with eager glee, their hands moving against their own crotches. Leggings Girl now pulled the revealing top away and ... swiftly extracted her breasts from a pink, lace bra. Placing her hands on her mounds, she fondled them, then she tilted her head forward, pushing one of the breasts up, extending her tongue and sliding it over her own nipple. “Do you like my tits?” Pervy Evans, she asked. “Do you want to taste my nipples. Do you want to make them really hard?” “This… This…,” Professor Evans stuttered, but the words failed to emerge. Buttocks Girl was grinding her denim bottom against him. He hated the way he couldn’t control his genitals. He should exert his authority right now and have these girls expelled. “Or do you want to taste pussy, Pervy Evans?” Big Breast Girl said. She slid two fingers into herself, bringing them out and holding them up. “Do you want to feel the taste of my hot pussy?” He drew in breath sharply. Big Breast Girl moved across to where Buttocks Girl was still moving against him. She leered, her fingers appearing just beneath his nostrils. The scent was strong, to Professor Evans like that of some wild, sexual, predatory Amazon. “Smell my pussy!” the girl said. Then she moved her fingers away, shifting her legs a little to push them back up inside herself. “Do you like the smell, Pervy Evans? Do you want a taste?” Professor Evans shook his head. He mustn’t agree to anything, mustn’t. “Suit yourself,” the girl said. Then her hand came up, and her fingers were sliding across his mouth, leaving a smear of her arousal on him. He tried to steel himself, to reassert himself. ...