The Subject Ch. 16

Bess breathed in Carrie's ear. "Carrie?"

"Y...yes?"

"My cock is in your pussy."

"Yessssss. I...I...li..like it...there."

"I promised I would tell you who my date was last night."

Carrie's eyes opened. "Yes...YES....you...you di..say...thaaaat....wi...will you...tell me?"

"First, I'm going to pump you deeply ten times. After the tenth deep pump, I'll tell you. Ready?"

Carrie's mind tried to understand how much 'ten' was...it seemed like a lot, but she just wasn't...

Suddenly, she felt Bess's cock withdraw.

"One!"

The dick slammed its way back in and Carrie shrieked, cumming hard. Her mind became razor-sharp for a split second and realized that nine more of these thrusts might just kill her.

The cock withdrew again.

"Two!"

"UUUUUNNNGH!!!"

"Three!"

"AAAAIEEEE!!"

"Four!"

"Five!"

Bess pummeled Carrie's poor little pussy over and over, not giving her any chance to recover. The friction drove Carrie's senses into overload and the girl's mind couldn't distinguish color from sound, or touch from taste. Everything coalesced into flashes of light and bolts of electricity that erupted with each deep thrust.

How many more times? What was happening?? I can't thin—

"SIX!"

"SEVEN!"

Now the thrusts were more powerful, more intense, and Carrie's climaxes were bleeding together. Her eyes were open, but she couldn't see anything. She forgot where she was, or even what day it was. All she knew was there was a cock in her, and it wasn't finished.

"EIGHT!"

"NINE!!"

Carrie was sure that the cock was now in her womb, invading her whole body, and when it came, the cum would flow into every single open space available. She would just be a flesh bag holding this cock's cum, a fitting fate for the cock's prey.

That's what she was...prey to this predator cock.

"Ten!"

This thrust was slower and more measured. The cock slid in to the hilt and stopped. She heard a voice next to her ear.

"It was Carl Bentley."

Carrie's mind started to reknit itself. Color aligned with sight, and sound aligned with hearing. Her vision focused, and her head slightly turned. She felt Bess still on top of her. She felt that fat predator-cock dominating her little prey-pussy.

"Wha...what?"

Bess was right above her face. She started moving again, slowly sliding her cock in and out. Carrie moaned and her body immediately started gyrating in time with Bess's smooth fucking.

"My date last night was with Carl Bentley. The Health teacher."

Carrie's mind desperately tried to finish its reorientation, fighting against the intense feedback coming from her vaginal walls and clit as both sent constant signals of pure pleasure to her brain.

"Mister...Mister Bentley?"

"Yeah...he was my first cock."

Her mind clicked into place finally and her eyes focused on Bess, who continued to pump her, causing her body to roll back and forth in response to Bess's force. She put her hands on Bess's sides, feeling the warmth of her lover's sweaty skin.

"Mr. Bentley? Oh, Bess! He's your first? That's so wonderful! He's so hot!"

"Yeah, ye....uhhhhh...uhh....Ca..Carrie...I'm gonna...gonna...cum..."

"Pull it out and cum on me! I want to see your cum!"

"Uhhh...UHHHH...UHHH!!"

Bess withdrew and pumped her cock once, firing a rope of warm cum across Carrie's body. Then a second, and a third. Two more good pumps, and a fourth and fifth rope crisscrossed Carrie's tummy and tits.

Carrie looked down at herself. "So much!" she scooped some of the semen with her fingers and put it in her mouth. "Oh, it's sweet! Mmmmm!" She greedily began cleaning herself of cum, and soon her mouth was full of the sweet, sticky stuff. She smiled as she swished it in her mouth.

She swallowed it happily, then looked at Bess, who was smiling at her.

Then she saw her cock.

"You're still so hard!"

Bess nodded. "Yeah...he's tough to satisfy."

Carrie giggled. "Your cock is a 'he'?"

"Well, it's certainly not a 'she'."

Carrie reached out and lightly stroked Bess's rod.

"He's not soft at all!'

"He wants you bad."

"I don't know if she...", and she motioned toward her pussy, "...can handle him right now."

"I know. Let's go to your bedroom. We can cuddle some more, and if you're ready, he and I will be there for you."

Carrie smiled, her heart full. "You are...you're unlike anyone I've ever met, Bess."

Bess stood up and waited for Carrie to stand. She got into a seated position, then groaned.

"Oh, Bess! You fucked me so hard...I'm so sore!"

"I got you!" Bess bent and picked Carrie up. "Upstairs?"

Carrie giggled and snuggled into Bess. "Yes...second door on the left when you get to the top of the stairs. Are you sure?"

"Sure as sure." Bess walked Carrie up the stairs. Finding her bedroom, Bess brought Carrie in...the lights were off, but there was enough coming from the hall to allow her to see the bed, and she laid Carrie down.

Carrie moaned happily as she felt her bedsheets. She rolled over onto her stomach and stuck her butt in the air. "Will it make him happy if he can fuck me like this, Bess?"

She heard Bess say, "It'll make both of us very happy. Are you good?"

"Mmmhmm...my pussy is ready to be fucked again." To accentuate that, Carrie reached back and pulled her left butt cheek, giving a better view of her wet cunt.

Bess climbed onto the bed and slid herself back into Carrie, all ready for a second round.

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Carrie slid off of Bess, her pussy full of cum. Having now finished for a third time, Bess could feel that her boy-side was finally satisfied. She pulled Carrie close, and the two of them cuddled face-to-face in Carrie's comfy bed.

Bess now recognized that when Carrie came a bunch of times, she would become, well, loopy. She would sound slightly drunk, and her overall persona would be much more giddy and silly. Bess absolutely adored this.

"Carrie, how are you?"

"I...am...miiiighty fine...how'zzz...you?"

"Very satisfied. Both of us."

"Izzz nice." A pause. "Whasss his name?"

"He...he doesn't have a name."

"Why?"

"I never gave him one."

"Sssss...not...fair. I wa...want him...havvv...a name. How...bout...'Boy Bess'?"

"What? No...we're not doing that."

"You...be...Girl Bess...he'zzz Boy Bess. Izz perfect!"

"No!"

"YEZZZZZZ! GIRL BESS!!!" Carrie started giggling uncontrollably and the two girls play-wrestled until they fell asleep wrapped around each other.