Chapter 767 Fucking Simone ['Someone' Sponsored]

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After a few more minutes, Alan said, "Hey everyone, I'm getting tired. I need to lie down for a while."

It was true that he was getting tired standing there, but he also wanted to impress them all with his staying power, and the way Janice was licking his ass crack in particular was driving him over the edge. By lying down, she'd have no choice but to stop that, and he figured the kissing and fondling of Simone would stop for a while too.

He was right: Janice and Simone just sat or knelt nearby watching the dual blowjob for a couple of minutes.

Then Janice asked, "Alan? Can I sit on your face?"

He chuckled. "Sure."

So she did.

Simone just watched a little longer. She was fascinated in particular by Heather's utter devotion and determination with her cocksucking efforts. She could scarcely believe what she was seeing, since she'd known Heather to be the most selfish of lovers. But it was hard not to conclude that Heather was genuinely enjoying pleasuring Alan. The bitchy blonde even cooed happily when she heard him moan erotically in response to her efforts.

As Simone sat there watching, she spoke to Heather, although Heather was so consumed with her licking and rubbing that Simone was doubtful she was listening. "Fucking unreal, girl. Okay, I'm starting to believe the hype. I've never seen three girls on one guy before, and in this case I wasn't even one of them. And I don't know any guy who wouldn't have busted his nut already from that much stimulation. Wow."

Heather surprisingly replied while still licking, "Fucking unreal is right! What did I tell you? I figured he'd have all four of us on him before long - that's why I didn't just bring you. Just wait until you feel the things he does with his hip thrusts when he's deep inside you. Or the way his cum tastes. You know how I HATE to swallow, but this is different. I'm working this hard in hopes that I'll get his cum. Mmmm. Remember Alan, you promised me this load! And the next one. I wanna suck and lick that one out of you too! Mmmm..."

Simone was used to a deeply cynical Heather, so she was surprised at the unbridled enthusiasm in her best friend's voice.

Joy had begun bobbing up and down over Alan's cockhead while Heather was talking, but once Heather finished she growled testily and nudged Joy's shoulder until Joy went back to just licking on "her" side of Alan's long, fat erection.

Alan had been enjoying himself so much that he'd temporarily forgotten Simone, but now Janice got up off his face for a minute (apparently to go to the bathroom), allowing him to look up and admire Simone's dangling orbs as she leaned forward to get a better view.

He said to her, "My apologies for Heather's interruption. She keeps thinking there are people who want to hear her talking, when naturally the only thing she should do with her mouth is suck cock and lick pussy. I don't know how you can stand her as a friend. Although I suppose it's nice to have a human cunt for a pet, always ready to stop, drop, and eat you whenever she's ordered to."

Heather moaned lustily upon hearing those words and greedily engulfed his cockhead.

Joy was annoyed, but she made do licking his balls for a while.

Simone laughed as she continued to watch in disbelief. "She lets you treat her like this? I can't believe it! She never told me about THIS! Needless to say, she's hardly my cunt pet. Or are you, Heather?" She laughed some more, obviously fantasizing for a moment that what Alan was saying was true.

Alan tsk-tsked. "Has Heather been talking again? I warned her not to do that anymore. She'll say the craziest things when her tongue isn't busy with a cunt or a cock. She even makes some people feel intimidated. Can you imagine that - a pet cunt acting all haughty? Simone, do you keep her on a leash? I assume you do. In the future I recommend you keep her on a shorter leash."

Heather had been happily bobbing on Alan's cockhead, but she still managed to let out a loud moan of pure arousal upon hearing that.

Alan went on, "And in the future, don't let her walk on two feet, like people do. That just gives her ideas. She belongs on her back getting fucked, but failing that, she should crawl."

Simone was more than a little surprised. "Heather? Are you just going to take that? Aren't you going to kick him in the nuts?"

Heather moaned again with undisguised lust. Instead of kicking his nuts, she would have loved to suck on them, except that Joy was doing that already. Heather was working hard to get him to cum by slathering his sweet spot with her tongue, even as her lips were sliding less than an inch further down his shaft.

Alan was pleased to see that Heather was getting quite excited. Even he was starting to get quite winded. He reached out and held onto her blonde hair, right where her ponytail started. He yanked her head up, forcing her lips off his cock. He asked her, "So, cunt, what do you have to say to Simone?"

Heather gasped for breath for a few moments, now that her mouth was free. She watched with jealousy as Joy took over bobbing while she spoke to Simone somewhere behind her. "Sorry, Simone. I've been bad. I haven't been sucking enough of Alan's cock lately. When I'm without cock, it makes me start to think and stuff. And that just hurts my head." She rubbed her head as if saying that many words was painful. "I need to be a good girl and just suck and fuck."

Simone was beyond shocked. She could see that Heather was just acting an outlandish role, but she was obviously really getting into it, joyfully hamming it up.

Janice had just come back, and she was wondering how to get involved again. Alan saw that, but rather than welcoming her back in, he said to Joy, "Hey Joy, sorry, but could you pull off me for a minute? Everyone needs to let my dick be for a few minutes or else I'm gonna cum."

Joy disengaged and sat up on the heels of her feet.

Janice sat next to her.

Even Heather finally pulled back and sat up, although she seemed highly miffed about it. Clearly, she craved to get back to more cocksucking, despite the exhaustion of her tongue and lips and jaw.

Alan said, "Simone, by the way, my hands are free. Bring your lovely rack over here."

Simone was puzzled what he meant, then boggled at his suggestion. Whoa. Apparently three cheerleaders aren't enough for him?! She walked to his side where he lay, knelt right next to his head, and leaned forward over him so he could have easy access to her chest.

Alan began idly fondling Simone's boobs again. He figured he could enjoy that much stimulation while giving his boner a rest. He asked Heather, "So, cunt, what about all that walking?"

Heather grinned wolfishly; she was really enjoying this pretense. She bewailed theatrically, "It's horrible! Simone not only won't let me crawl to my classes, but she doesn't even let me wear my leash to school. And I have to wear clothes, like, everywhere!" She giggled with a surprisingly uninhibited girlishness.

She knew she wasn't allowed to touch his stiff cock, and that was driving her crazy, especially when he said these kinds of things to her. She leaned over him and rubbed her big tits up and down his tummy while kissing him around his nipples.

Simone boggled as she watched that. I don't fucking believe my lying eyes! Heather's, like, fawning over him!

Alan looked up at Simone. He tsk-tsked again, even while he continued to fondle her very dark-skinned tits. Her nipples were even darker. "Simone, I thought you were a good friend. Owning a slave is a great responsibility. Surely you of all people in our school, with the history of black slavery in this country, should know how important it is to properly handle a slave. You make her wear clothes? Like she's some kind of normal person?"

Simone grinned. "I'm afraid I do." She was warming up to Alan despite all the weirdness, and found herself running her hands around his face, caressing him like a passionate lover. She even fed a couple of her fingers into his mouth and let him suckle on them. She couldn't believe she was being so intimate with him, especially with Janice and Joy watching.

He asked her, "And what about branding? I don't see any branding or even a tattoo. If you own this cunt, I expect to see a big 'S' on one of her ass cheeks, at the very least. Where's the tattoo?"

Heather groaned quite loudly in extreme arousal. Her whole body started to buckle over Alan's leg as if she was being soundly fucked. I don't want to be owned by Simone; I want to be owned by Alan! Yes! Oh God! UGH!

Simone shook her head in amazement while she watched Heather cum. She replied, "I'm afraid I haven't gotten around to that just yet."

Alan said in a severe voice, "If you don't brand your toy, then anyone can claim her. In fact, I think I'll put my own mark on her in a little while. A big 'A' brand on her left ass cheek, which I'll douse with a fresh load of cum."

Heather moaned even louder. Even though she'd just climaxed again, she was still as energized and aroused as before. Suddenly, she couldn't take it anymore and she quickly shifted positions. She had his cockhead in her mouth a few seconds later.

Janice and Joy saw this as a sign that Alan's rest period was over, and they closed in on his crotch and got busy licking his dick and balls too.

Alan acted like nothing at all had changed, continuing to talk to Simone in a level tone. Even he was secretly amazed that he was able to do this, thanks to all the wild sex with multiple partners that he was now enjoying on a daily basis. He told Simone, "I'm afraid you're going to have to be punished for your lax Heather ownership."

Simone muttered slowly and uncomprehendingly, "Lax? ... Slave? ... Heather?" She was still visibly stunned to see the proud Heather willingly act like this. I thought I knew her better than anyone else. If other guys are at all forward or aggressive with her, she stomps on their balls and eats them for lunch. What's going on here?!

Alan said to the three girls slurping and bobbing on his privates, "Okay, enough of that. I really do need a break." He could tell Heather needed extra motivation, so he added to her, "Pull off now, my blonde cunt bitch, or I'm not gonna fuck you at all today."

So Alan's dick was left alone. But Simone figured his order didn't apply to her since she hadn't been touching him there. She rolled on top of him and made out with him some more. But she was careful not to do anything with his dick since she knew he was trying to give it a rest.

The other three girls sat together and watched Alan and Simone neck. Strangely, even though Joy disliked Heather and Janice outright hated her, the three of them were at least temporarily bonded together. Janice and Joy even put their arms around Heather since she happened to be sitting in the middle.

Joy said to the other two, "She's one lucky fucker." She didn't have to clarify she was speaking of Simone, since the three girls were watching Simone's every move as she kissed and fondled Alan while lying on top of him.

Heather just sighed longingly. "Yeah." She was unusually aroused, which was saying a lot given her powerful sex drive. She pinched her own nipples in imitation of the way Alan was pinching Simone's.

No more words were said between the three resting girls, for fear the wrong thing might be said, which would end their temporary truce. But for now, there was a lot of friendly body language between them, mostly because they were all so helplessly horny.

Once Alan felt able to go on, he ordered Simone, "Get on that table over there, please. I'm afraid I'm going to have to give you a good fucking before I do anything else. I'm curious to see what fucking a black woman is like... Joy, please get her a pillow and put it over there."

Simone got up off him, allowing him to sit up.

Heather complained to him, "Hey, you're here to fuck ME! That's the deal. These girls are my fluffers!"

But Alan just said, "Heather, you don't understand your place in life yet, do you? I think I'll not only brand you with a great big 'A' on one cheek, but I'll put a big 'P' on the other."

Joy asked Janice, "A. P.? Does that stand for Alan Plummer?"

Janice smirked. "Maybe. Personally, I think it stands for Alan's Pussy."

Alan was smirking too. "Actually, Joy was right at first, but I like Janice's idea better. Don't you, Heather?"

Even though everyone was taking a break and no one was intimately touching anyone else, it was clear that Heather was still close to cumming. She bit her lip in an attempt to control her arousal, which prevented her from talking. She also forced herself not to vigorously nod in agreement, as she feared that doing so would push her over the edge in a very embarrassing way.

Alan stood up and turned his attention back to Simone. "Hey, are you going to get on that table or what?"

Simone staggered back onto the table and found herself crawling up onto it. She looked up at Alan with a bit of fear. She found herself highly aroused by his confident manner, but she wasn't sure how much of his domineering persona was an act. She was so flabbergasted that she didn't know what to think. She even half-expected him to really pull out a brand and start branding asses, she was so awed and confused.

He commanded her, "Face away from me like you're ready to get fucked doggy-style. Or are you here to play chess? Get to it!" His aggressive role-play with Heather was accidentally rubbing off in the way he treated others. "Bad Alan" was coming to the fore.

Simone followed his command, then muttered, "It's true."

"What's true?" Alan walked over to the table. He positioned himself over Simone to mount her from behind.

Simone repeated, "It's true! What people are whispering about you. How you're the greatest fuck in school. Look what you've done to Heather! I wouldn't believe it if I didn't see it with my own eyes. Please don't do that to me? I like my freedom! Don't make me your slave?"

Joy grinned like a brainwashed cult member. "If you think that's something, just wait until he fucks you."

Janice added, "He makes the boys of this school look like the premature ejaculators they are. Emphasis on 'boy.' But Alan's a MAN."

"Okay, you all," Alan chided. He got embarrassed at such praise and actually didn't like it. "That's enough. Heather, come here and feed my dick into Simone. You're one of the fluffers now. I want you to jack or lick it as much as you can until I get going at a good pace. Joy and Janice, do whatever you want to both me and Simone and yourselves to liven things up. After all, this is an orgy."

Heather chose to crawl under Simone so she could lie face up with her head directly under Simone's crotch.

Simone liked that and lowered herself some so her cunt was in range of Heather's tongue.

Janice got excited at the prospect of touching Joy, but she tried to hide it from her voice. With alarm in her voice but hope in her heart, she asked, "Wait. Alan, you're saying the rest of us should, like, do lesbian things to each other? You want me to get physical with Joy, even?"

He looked at Janice's face and saw how she was trying to hide her eagerness.

He thought, I don't know what this is about, but it looks like I can make Janice really happy.

He said commandingly, "Yes. Of course. You two get physical with each other, and Heather, and Simone too. Joy, you suck on Simone's tits while Janice eats you out. If you do a really good job, I might fuck you first next time."

Janice rushed behind Joy so she could pump her fist into the air in triumph without Joy seeing.

Alan couldn't help but laugh in sympathy at Janice's happiness. But then he turned back to his main task of the moment, fucking Simone.

He stood poised with his throbbing erection a mere inch or two from Simone's pussy lips while Heather lay underneath, both licking and jacking him off. He could hear her repeatedly mumbling, "Cum, dammit! Cum!"

The wait was excruciating for Simone, but she endured it. The fact that Heather was also occasionally licking her pussy lips as she focused on where Alan was almost entering her just built up her lust and made waiting that much harder to do.

Heather was reluctant to give up the dick she was both stroking and licking, but some loud coughs from Alan finally got her to act. She finally started to push Alan's dick into Simone's steamy hole.

Simone let out a great breath of relief. She let out a deeper sigh of pleasure as the thick intrusion pushed a couple of inches deeper into her.

But then it stopped. Heather was unwilling to give up any more of the thick erection that she was still holding and licking. The cockhead was completely consumed by Simone's tight slit, but that still left Heather a lot of inches to play with.

Heather had been laboring for many long minutes at getting Alan to climax and yet he still hadn't climaxed (although she certainly had, more than once). She was absolutely possessed with determination to get him to cum, even though she knew that would mean he would shoot into Simone. In fact, in a surprisingly unselfish way, she truly wanted Simone to share in the joy of feeling Alan's hot cum spurting into her.

Simone, in her own desperate need, began wiggling her hips and squeezing her pussy muscles to get at least a little fucking action going. She could have just started thrusting back and forth but she was worried about trapping Heather's face between Alan's thighs and herself.

Another thing that kept her from pushing Heather away was the simple shock of feeling Heather in such a subservient position. Simone had been in orgies with Heather before, but she'd never seen or imagined Heather actually feeding a penis into someone else. The orgies (usually all girl "slumber parties") inevitably centered around Heather. Simone wanted to prolong the experience to better remember it later.

But then Alan started to get antsy. Although Simone didn't know what she was doing with her pussy squeezing, her moves were having a big effect, especially combined with Heather's worshipful licking and stroking. Further, he'd been building up the need to cum ever since running into Heather in the stinky bathroom, and his need for release was intense. He didn't want to lose his load before he could really get started with Simone because he knew that it was important to make a good first impression.

He nodded to Janice, getting her attention. Then, by a combination of hand gestures and speaking without making a sound so his lips could be read, he indicated that he wanted Janice to make Heather cum by playing with her pussy.

It didn't take much. Pretty much as soon as Janice's fingers began tugging Heather's clit, Heather came hard.

Simone heard and even felt that, and came too.