Three's a Crowd

Piper sighed at the mess of her chest. She didn't have time to clean it up, though. The futa massaged the thick, syrupy ejaculating into her palm-filling breasts until it was almost like an oily sheen. She wiped her cocks on Helen's back, knowing the submissive girl would love it when she regained her senses, then hurried to get dressed. It would be an exciting day, going around with the smell of her cum stuck to her skin.

In her defence, if people could live with her perpetually erect pricks, then they could handle the vivid musk of her cum. Piper pulled on her school's shirt, grinning slightly as it stuck to her chest, while the fabric distorted around her members. Dampness spread along the front in moments, a mixture of her constant pre and left over cum darkening the navy blue.

"Why do I even bother?" Piper sighed, though she still tugged her skirt up. It flattered her feminine figure, being just short enough to show off her self-confessed sexy thighs, while teasing her many admirers. Piper wasn't short on lovers, not since her condition became public. So many girls harboured secret fetishes for futa, and others wanted to have their first time with her. They assumed she would be gentler than a guy.

She almost barked with laughter at the very idea. Piper forwent any panties, knowing they'd ultimately be wasted. Her pussy was always moist, a feminine reflection of her cocks. No one would complain either, since it gave them a glimpse of her snatch and juice slathered balls at the right angle.

"I can't feel my legs," Helen gasped as she staggered into Piper's room. Her face was sculpted into a perfect representation of her deep pleasure, smiling lustfully while her eyes remained half-glazed over. Piper glanced down at the girl's wide spread thighs, seeing a constant stream of jizz flow from between skewed skirt.

"I thought I told you that you have to drain in the bathtub," Piper sighed, dreading the inevitable lecture from her parents. A pool of her semen piled onto the floor between Helen's shaking legs, before a faster growing puddle formed beside her as Jen stepped inside. She looked marginally more composed than her step-sibling, though her clothes and hair made it obvious what she'd just done. If people didn't notice the slime trail of cum.

"We'd be late if we did that," Jen answered, breathless and hoarse after her venture into cloud nine.

"And it feels so good to stand up," Helen groaned, grinning dumbly as her pussy clenched, releasing a massive gush of semen.

"What am I gonna do with you guys?" Piper laughed, walking up to her chest of drawers. She reached into the bottom drawer and pulled out a pair of plugs, "Put these in."

"What? You want us to walk around school looking like a pair of knocked up sluts?" Jen cocked her hip with an expectant look, even as her snatch continued to let down Piper's seed.

"A bit," Piper admitted and thrust the plugs into their hands, "Mostly because I don't want my parents making me clean up."

"Sounds fair," Jen nodded and moaned as she slid the two plugs up her gushing pussy and ass, stretching them wide enough to cut off the flow. Her lip curled at the pressure in her womb, but she remained quiet.

"Oh, that's weird," Helen mumbled as she moved around, watching her rounded belly jiggle with every step. Her gut was vastly smaller than Jen's, whose stomach contained the majority of three loads.

"In the best way," Jen murmured. Piper grinned at her friends, then stepped past them. She waved goodbye to her parents, who barely spared a glance for their daughter's friends states. They stepped out into the muggy, summer air and inhaled deeply. The scent of flowers carried on the breeze, a stark contrast to the heady musk that Piper and her friends exuded.

The bus pulled up outside Piper's house right on time. Aside from her erections, the day looked to be a good one. Piper grinned at the driver, still riding the high of her orgasms, while Jen and Helen stumbled after her. If she didn't know better, Piper might've thought they were zombies. They took the back of the bus, which was left open for them. Everyone knew to give Piper room in case her constant state of arousal got the better of her.

"Hey, Piper," Kelly said, waving to the futa from the back.

"Hiya, Kelly," Piper greeted, smiling warmly as she sat down and gave the girl a lustful kiss. Their tongues quickly met as they moaned. Kelly's muscle hungrily dove into Piper's mouth, lapping up the taste of her cock and cum. The futa's hands soon found her ass and breast, groping each with fervour. If not for the bus driver's shouted warning, Piper would've taken it much further.

Having so much self-control could be a pain at times. She pulled away but stayed close, their lips less than an inch apart, with a string of lustful, teenage spit between them. Piper gave one last wet peck, then sat down.

"Continue at lunch?" Kelly offered with a tempting smile, her tongue running slowly across her full bottom lip sensually.

"Definitely," Piper nodded, stroking one of her cocks through her shirt. She and Kelly were, in a sense, girlfriends. Piper wasn't sure how to phrase it any differently, however they weren't the same as others. It was more akin to friends with benefits, like her relationship with Jen and Helen, yet both felt something deeper than that. Neither wanted to restrict the other, especially since Piper was always ready to fuck. Regardless of which woman offered it to her.

Regardless, Piper couldn't refute that she favoured Kelly more than most. They got along, had most of the same classes, even had a similar taste in girls. A relationship was more than possible between them, she just wasn't sure if she could settle for one woman. Not until her hormones calmed down. Piper's hands found her cocks as her mind wandered.

"Need a hand?" Kelly offered, replacing one of Piper's hands with her own, smiling hotly at the futa.

"I'd prefer something more... wet," Piper grinned cockily as she glanced between Kelly's thighs.

"Insatiable," Jen muttered from the side. Piper turned to face her, then arched an eyebrow.

"You've known me for years, this can't be surprising to you," Piper chuckled. She relaxed into the seat, sighing deeply as she let her fantasies slide through her thoughts. A foursome was her greatest desire, and an inevitability. When, however, was another matter entirely. Piper's timetable wasn't accommodating to her needs, giving her lunch with Kelly, while the Diana siblings, Jen and Helen, were still in class. And Kelly had an after-school job.

"This is the bus to Richmond High, yes?" A heavily accented voice caught Piper's attention. She hadn't heard it before, bringing her gaze to the front of the bus where a Latina girl stood in uniform, though it was a wasted effort at modesty. Her breasts threatened to pop the buttons, even though her top few were left undone. Piper frowned, then realised that they weren't undone on purpose; the buttons were missing.

"Yeah it is, you new?" The driver inquired, voice as friendly as could be.

The huge breasted Latina nodded, "Yeah. Just moved here from a farm." Piper licked her lips. She eyed the new girl as she sauntered down the aisle. Her motions weren't deliberate either, but rather a by-product of her wide hips. This was a girl who screamed sex, despite her demure nature. The Latina girl's eyes wandered around the bus, searching for a friendly face. Her eyes soon met Piper's and saw the futa's trio of cocks.

"Hey there," Piper called to her, waving the girl down with a gesture to the open space on the back. The girl blushed heavily, though she accepted the offer. Purity seemed to radiate from her. In the way she kept her bag in front of her, covering her abundant cleavage, and how her eyes were downcast to avoid Piper's attention-grabbing body.

"This is Jen and Helen," the two step-siblings waved to the new girl, "I'm Piper, and this is Kelly. What's your name?"

"S-Sera," the Latina girl answered, doing her best to focus on a smudge in front of her, though her eyes couldn't resist glancing sideways at the overly endowed futa.

"Sorry about this," Piper said, gesturing to her stained shirt and myriad of cocks, "I have a 'condition'. Basically, I'm always aroused."

"Unless she cums a bunch," Helen interjected, trying to be helpful. Sera visibly shied away at the statement, though her gaze was less preoccupied by the filth.

"Don't gross her out," Jen chided her with a playful smack on her belly, which gurgled and jiggled.

"Um, is she alright?" Sera asked meekly, staring at Helen's liquid middle.

"Hmm? Oh, yeah, she's fine. Just had a lot to drink earlier," Piper explained, winking at the girl. Sera's face turned a bright red, despite her complexion, and she hung her head. The futa remained fixated upon her and saw the girl's lips move. It could've been wishful thinking, or the fact that she couldn't read lips, but Piper could've sworn Sera whispered 'that's hot' to herself.

"Anyway, tell us about yourself, Sera," Kelly spoke up, glaring at her friends for embarrassing the new girl. They raised their eyebrows in leu of their arms, then turned to Sera with an apologetic smile on their faces.

"Well, uh... I guess I don't mind," Sera smiled, visibly relieved that they weren't complete perverts, "I'm kind of like her." She added and pointed to Piper.