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Part 4: Duality
Sometimes it seems like a select few men get 90% of the sex. People like to compare this to wolf packs, likening those men to the alphas of the pack. These stronger, more dominant males get most of the resources, including being able to breed with every single female in the area.
This may be somewhat true, but there are definitely exceptions to the rule. There are plenty of situations where the weaker betas of the pack get presented with the opportunity to breed. Even the little males, the ones with the smaller genitalia, will sometimes end up in front of females in heat, raising their tails to present themselves for mating.
The problem is: that little wolf doesn’t know how to seize the opportunity, not even when it’s right in front of his face.
—
“Remember Lucas, we have to be extra nice around Blair at the wedding.”
“Why’s that Chloe?”
“Well you see, she got a bit unlucky with some guy from Tinder recently.”
“Oh no! She did?”
“I hate you two so much,” Blair chimed in from the back seat.
Chloe ignored the interruption, “Yes, she did. Very unlucky actually. It seemed good at first. The guy was really, really into her while they were chatting before the date. He was giving her some amazing compliments”
“Oh yeah? What was he saying?”
“It really was sweet. He called her a perfect black-haired goddess.”
“She must get that all the time.”
“His future big-titty goth girlfriend.”
“Oh wow, he was laying it on thick.”
“He said she reminded him of his childhood crush Raven from Teen Titans.”
“Wait, for real? I didn’t hear that part,” Lucas said, chuckling as he broke character from the little bit they were doing.
“Please, just kill me now,” Blair groaned.
Chloe reached back from the passenger seat to poke Blair teasingly, earning herself a little swat on the hand instead. “I still can’t believe the guy just skipped the date completely after all that. He seemed like he was serious about worshipping your ass.”
All this goofiness was making Blair feel a bit better, even if she was genuinely going a bit crazy from her current dry spell. “Dude, I know!” She complained. “I was thinking I would be sitting on this guy’s face for hours, and I ended up sitting at the restaurant like a dumbass.”
“Well, look on the bright side,” Lucas said as they pulled up to the venue, the hotel they’d be staying at and where the ceremony and reception were going to be taking place. “You’ll have two other dumbasses as company while you see this loving couple kissing for hours. Basically rubbing it in your face.”
“I’m about to beat your scrawny ass Lucas,” Blair said. She might have been acting a little extra sassy to cover up the fact that she’d spent the ride trying to avoid looking at her best friend’s boyfriend. Dry spells tended to come with crazy, horny thoughts for her.
Lucas just chuckled again, looking smug that the two of them had been getting so many reactions from the normally deadpan girl.
“But seriously guys, thank you for coming,” Chloe said, reaching out to hold each of their hands. “I barely even talk to Lucy at work, but then she had to change venues and dates at the last minute, and I know she felt like she needed more guests to fill in all the empty seats…”
“Babe, you don’t need to explain again,” Lucas smiled with a light squeeze to her hand. “I’m glad we’re here.”
“Yeah, even if you two are annoying as hell, you’re pretty great most of the time.” Blair gave Chloe’s hand a light squeeze as well.
There it was. That silly classic grin of Chloe’s spread across her face as she looked between the two of them like a happy puppy. “Awwww, I love you guys. Thanks babe!” she said, and she leaned forward to give Lucas a nice deep kiss. Blair felt her pulse speed up from seeing that.
“And thanks for coming all this way too…” Chloe said, leaning toward the back seat like she was about to give Blair a smooch as well. “…my gorgeous big titty goth girlfriend.” The blonde cackled as she dodged Blair’s slap, continuing to giggle a bit as she and Lucas got out of the car and pulled the luggage from the trunk.
Now that Blair was alone, the weird thoughts started again. The one recurring thought was about how literally everyone seemed to be horny after a wedding, and she happened to be there with her best friends, and Lucas also happened to be cute as hell, like a nerdier Timothee Chalamet, and it really wouldn’t be too out of the question that she could break her dry spell with her first ever threesome with her two best friends.
God she was a mess. Before she even knew it, her hands had made the decision to slip her panties off and stow them in her suitcase. Her breathing got faster in excitement from what she’d just done.
Was it a really bad idea to go to a wedding with absolutely nothing covering her pussy and a short black dress that could end up showing it all without her realizing? Probably.
Was it the hottest thing in the world to her needy, horny mind right now? Absofuckinglutely.
—
Mr. Jim Tucker was feeling quite content with his choice of entertainment for that particular Saturday evening. He opened the door wearing nothing but his underwear as usual. The satisfaction of seeing a new slut’s eyes glued to his crotch for a few seconds never got old.
“Hey! My eyes are up here.” Jim said, enjoying the look in the cute redhead’s eyes when she realized she was caught.
“Oh, s-sorry sir, I didn’t mean…”
“I’m fucking with you,” Jim laughed, waving her into the house. “We both know why you’re here.”
“Oh good one! Y-you got me sir,” the girl laughed nervously in response.
Already referring to him as sir? This really was going to be a great evening. Jim checked out the 18 year old wannabe whore as she passed. The juxtaposition between the shy demeanor and those huge fucking tits was great. Not to mention that enormous jiggly ass…Jim felt his dick throbbing already from the sight. No matter how much tail he got, a fresh slut always got him feeling like he was a horny teen all over again.
The two of them got to the living room, and Jim sat down on the couch with his brand new toy. “I honestly thought you were fucking with me when you mesaged me and said you had no experience at all,” he said, continuing to drink in her fuckable body. “But with the way you’re acting, I don’t think you’re lying.”
“No sir! I’m not lying,” the redhead said quickly. “I’ve just…always been shy around boys, and I figured it’d be easier to try some things and get some practice with a man I don’t know.”
Despite the nervousness, the girl was clearly horny as all hell right now, and very eager to please her first sexual partner. “To practice with this horny old man’s fat cock you mean?” Jim corrected.
“Y-yes sir,” she squeaked. What a lovely response to some filthy talk.
“Good…then take those tits out and get comfortable.” Jim let his underwear fall to the ground, and the shy girl’s gaze went right to his naked crotch. “We’re going to give that mouth lots and lots of practice tonight.”
—
As expected, going commando in a tiny dress had Blair very, very awake the entire ceremony. God, it had probably been years since she was this horny. She kept trying to focus on what was going on between the bride and groom, but her mind kept wondering if her friends had noticed. Did they know she had no panties? Would they call her out if they noticed?
Chloe definitely noticed her acting a little weird during the reception. The two girls had only known each other since midway through their first year of college, but it felt like they had been friends their entire life. Even though Blair had reinvented herself a bit in recent years, Chloe still saw through to what she was really thinking, looked past the tattoos and her typically aloof attitude to what she was really feeling.
“Is everything alright BB?” Chloe asked sweetly. Fuck, even her normal nickname had Blair feeling flush in her current horny state.
“Yeah, just thinking about how much I love weddings…so fucking much,” Blair deflected, but Chloe’s eyes kept reading her. Damnit, how was she so perceptive yet so ditzy at the same time? Blair gave the blonde a quick eye roll in response: ‘we can talk later.’
Lucas was oblivious to the silent conversation. “Well, I actually liked it. I always think it’s cute when they do the knot-tying ceremony.”
“So cute!” Chloe agreed. Blair tried to ignore how Chloe’s hand went under the table to rub his thigh. “It’s like, driving home that point of ‘destined to be together’ and like they’re all tangled up together and in love…come on Blair, isn’t it just a tiny bit cute?”
Chloe nudged Blair a few times to eke out a response, raising her eyebrow up and down obnoxiously. She still looked a bit surprised when Blair conceded “Yeah, it’s kinda cute I guess”
“Aren’t you always talking about how weddings are a waste of money?” Lucas asked, also looking taken aback from her response.
“They still are!” Blair shot back at him. “But…it was still pretty fucking cute.” God, why was she being so sappy? She blamed it on the lack of underwear again.
—
“Right there…that’s the spot” Jim sighed with relief. “Keep going with that tongue.” The timid slut was starting her very first blowjob, working her tongue under his foreskin while he relaxed back in his chair in content. She was bashful and a bit clumsy, but she was determined to take care of the monstrous cock in front of her.
“Always look at your man while you’re sucking,” the old man ordered, and she obeyed immediately. Her deep green eyes flicked up to look directly in his while she slurped and sucked at the tip of his cock. One of her eyebrows arched as if asking him if it was feeling good. Jim simply sighed again in response, and she smiled a bit through the sucking and licking. She was treating his smelly cock like it was the most delicious popsicle.
This is the life, he thought. Jim lazily enjoyed the view and the sounds of his dick slipping in and out of her mouth, especially when she tried to take it too far and ended up gagging. The way her big tits wobbled a bit from her head bobbing was hypnotic, and the big, slightly darker nipples were a great look on the otherwise pale girl.
“You’re a natural, slut,” Jim praised, and the girl blushed with embarrassment at the compliment. “Don’t forget the nuts either,” he said, grabbing his sack and shaking it a bit to get her attention. She quickly dropped her head down and hesitated for just a second from the smell and sight of the big, full, wrinkly balls.
“Well? They’re not going to clean themselves.” The redhead obediently stuck her tongue out and started to wiggle her tongue in the folds of his nasty sack.
—
The three of them had their own little dark corner to themselves on the dance floor. It was a comfy little triangle between them, and Blair found herself letting loose a bit more than she typically did while dancing. It was pretty easy to be herself around these two.
Her glossy black hair waved back and forth while she smoothly swayed her hips, turning her back to her friends for a second. She shook her butt a little before giving a quick spin back to the two of them. Lucas was suddenly pointedly looking away. Chloe was staring at her, flicking her blue eyes down for a second and back up. That suspicious gaze returned.
Oh, looks like she had finally noticed the little outfit change.
At this point, it just made Blair feel more naughty. She wanted to keep teasing. It was almost perfect that ‘Low’ came on at that point, giving her the perfect opportunity to dip down low. Very low, in fact. Her short dress rode up a bit, and she knew Lucas and Chloe got a perfect view of her big butt. She closed her eyes as she turned around, dipping down low one more time. Even in this horny state, she was a bit too embarrassed to open her eyes and check Lucas’s reaction to her dress sliding up over her pussy.
By the time a slow dance came on, Chloe acted immediately, ordering Lucas away to get them more drinks and linking arms with Blair.
“What the fuck is going on BB?” Chloe whispered with a dumbfounded look on her face.
“What do you mean?” Blair asked, feigning ignorance with a grin.
“What do you mean ‘what do you mean?’ Your coochie has been hanging out for like 30 minutes now girl. How much have you had to drink?”
“I’ve been drinking water all night,” Blair admitted. Her cocky grin went away, and she suddenly felt a bit shy once again. “I’m just feeling really lonely…”
Chloe’s eyes softened on hers.
“And horny, like really fucking horny,” Blair continued with a sheepish smile. “Can I ask you something?”
“Anything BB.”
“How would you feel about me sleeping over with you and Lucas tonight?”
Chloe didn’t laugh. She was very serious when she needed to be. “It’s that bad, huh?”
“Yeah, it really is,” Blair said. She tried her best not to beg with her eyes.
Chloe had a conflicted expression. “Listen, that sounds really really nice and comfy and fun…”
The wave of disappointment from the incoming rejection hit. “But?”
Now it was a pained look in the blonde’s eyes. “Look, I really really want to, but Lucas and I have been going through a rough patch recently, and I was…not the best girlfriend to him” Chloe swallowed hard before continuing. “And we really do need to talk about that later too, and I promise I will. But basically things are super complicated at the moment, but they’re getting better. And having another person in our bed is way more complicated, and…”
“Hey, I get it,” Blair said, giving her a hug. “I wouldn’t ever want to get between you two.” Even if she did very much want to squeeze on in the middle from time to time tonight.
Chloe smiled brightly and then leaned forward and did that stupid nuzzling thing against Blair’s face. She allowed it just this once. “You’re the best BB, seriously. And this isn’t a no by the way. Just a rain check.” She got a mischievous grin on her face. “I don’t think Lucas would have a problem if we talked about this in a month or so.”
“He’d be frothing at the mouth just hearing about it,” Blair laughed. “I didn’t see, how did he react to my dress sliding up?”
“His eyes were just popping out of his head!” Chloe couldn’t contain herself. “I thought he was gonna howl and go ‘Awooga’ or something when he saw that coochie. But that’s just Lucas being Lucas…he probably has no clue you even did it on purpose. He tends to miss things even if they’re right in front of his face.”
The night continued, with significantly less hip action from Blair on the dance floor. It was relaxed and fun, even if it wasn’t going to end with the climax she desperately needed.
On their way to their respective rooms, Lucas was chatting away; he tended to do much more of that when the alcohol was flowing. He kept turning back to Blair and saying how much he wanted to have a gaming session, that it had been forever since they’d played Helldivers together.
“We literally played last week, Lucas,” Blair said, rolling her eyes. She blinked away an image of her spending the next gaming session giving him support under the table.
And then she was alone in her hotel room on a wedding night. Her dress was barely off before she had her hand desperately getting to work between her legs. She finally let her mind go wherever it wanted, thinking about just how many people were fucking in that hotel from the post-wedding horniness. Lucas was probably breaking the bed with Chloe right now; Blair fixated on that scene, even slotting herself in right next to her bestie so she could fantasize about getting the deep fucking she needed. She was dreaming about servicing that fat cock, spending all night gulping down that thick, nasty cum like the needy slut she was.
She didn’t end up sleeping much that night.
—
Lucas had barely managed to get the condom on before he felt himself getting close to climax. He had been getting teased by Blair’s skimpy dress all evening; the goth goddess didn’t even seem to realize that he’d seen that plump pussy in all its glory. And now Chloe was on the bed in front of him, fully naked and spreading her legs wide for him.
His penis barely made it past the folds of the blonde’s premium, wet pussy before he lost it. His hips buckled as he came into the rubber, leaving a tiny balloon of white liquid in the tip of the condom before his dick flopped back out.
“You were so excited tonight!” Chloe teased, pulling off the condom for him and tossing it over to the trash can. “Am I really that good?”
“Sooooo good baby.” Even in his drunken state, Lucas realized his job wasn’t done. He automatically started kissing all over Chloe’s body, working lower and lower until he was eating her out.
Chloe breathed a sigh of relief as she finally got taken care of, running her hand through Lucas’s hair and spreading her legs even wider for easy access. “Right there…that’s the spot. That’s a good boy.”
—
Jim’s dick had throbbed and pulsed in his fourth orgasm of the night as he laid on his bed, layering another thick load of jizz all over his new whore. Her face was unrecognizable by now with so much cum caked on, and her red hair was matted from the dried jizz of earlier cumshots. Her tits were similarly painted, even sticking together a bit with the copious amounts that’d been spurted between them.
The slut continued to lick the tip of his dick until she was sure the orgasm was done, and then she dutifully dropped back down to lather up his balls with spit.
“I think I don’t mind that you want to do that ‘saving your pussy for the right guy’ bullshit,” Jim said. “At this rate, you’re gonna be a professional whore at blowjobs and titfucks in no time.”
Once again, the shy girl seemed incredibly embarrassed from the wording, but she never stopped being licking. She craved that validation even more than she craved his nasty old cock.
“Is that plug still in?” The girl responded by turning around and spreading her cheeks for him to inspect. He groped her ass in approval at the sight of the cute diamond buttplug. “That’s good, keep that in as much as you can. We’re going to do plenty of anal training next time.” It felt good seeing the slut’s whole body perk up at the mention of a next time. Jim felt his dick swelling once again.
As his final order of the night, Jim told the reserved redhead to get to work on his cock again while he dozed off. She nodded as he let her know that she wasn’t allowed to stop sucking until his dick was completely drained and flaccid.
He didn’t wake up until 10am the next day, and he groaned as he realized he was once again getting a slob job. His dick and balls were completely soaked with cum and saliva by now. Just once glance was all it took for him to realize this dumb slut hadn’t slept a single minute the entire night. She had dark circles under her eyes and she must’ve been in an exhausted horny daze. All the while, her green eyes never stopped looking up at him.
—
Blair had dark circles under her eyes when she met the other two for breakfast. Chloe greeted her with a sympathetic hug. The emotional gym rat once again seemed to read her like a book and realize why she hadn’t been able to sleep all damn night.
“You don’t look so good BB,” Chloe said, and Blair just mumbled in response. The blonde continued, “Do you want to go for a swim or something? I hear the pool is super nice, and it’d be really relaxing I bet!”
“That’d be great, but it’s probably got like 50 other people in it by now. I think I’ll pass.” Blair sipped her coffee, trying her best to get through the morning haze.
“Well, we do have another pool we could go to on the way back,” Lucas suggested. There was something off about his voice, but Blair couldn’t place it. He and Chloe looked at each other for a second, and it bothered Blair that she couldn’t tell what the blonde was thinking for once.
“Are you…sure babe?” Chloe asked hesitantly.
“Y-yeah, I’m sure. Nothing to be worried about, right?” Lucas responded. He turned to Blair, “You’re gonna love it. My grandpa has an awesome pool. We’ll just stop by for a bit on the way back home. You’ve been looking stressed all weekend.”
“Yeah, why not? We all brought our suits anyway, might as well” Blair said, but she made a mental note to ask Chloe what the hell was going on later.
A few hours later, the trio pulled up to Lucas’s grandpa’s house, and Blair sleepily opened her eyes from a cat nap. With a big yawn, she stretched and looked around to get her bearings. The house in front of her looked a bit surreal, like something out of a dream she’d had a while ago. As her eyes focused in, her brow furrowed in confusion.
“Wait, your grandpa lives here?”
—
Jim had walked the dumb redhead slut to the door, holding one of her ass cheeks all the while. She had taken almost an hour in the shower just cleaning off all his caked on jizz. He was honestly a bit impressed at her resilience; behind that timid demeanor was one determined little whore if she was willing to go through all this just to please a random old man’s cock.
“We’re gonna be great fuckbuddies from now on,” Jim said, giving her a quick slap on the ass to get another cute yelp out of her and make her blush. She gave him a dorky smile at the word ‘fuckbuddies,’ clearly enjoying the idea of doing this regularly. Damn, she really was desperate for any attention.
“Of course sir, just let me know when you’re free!” She started to walk away.
“Hold on slut, I just realized something,” Jim said, and she turned back around expectantly. “You drained my dick all night, and I don’t think you ever even said your name.”
The redhead somehow blushed even brighter as it seemed to dawn on her how slutty she’d been to do all this without even introducing herself.
“Well, what is it? What’s your name slut?”
—
2 years later, a black-haired girl found herself walking up to a very familiar door, wearing nothing but a black two-piece swimsuit. She felt her heart beating in her chest more and more with every step.
There were parts of her she’d worked so hard to change. College had been a way to reinvent herself. She could suddenly be that confident, cool woman she’d always wanted to be. Every tattoo had been a way to inscribe her new persona onto her body. Dyeing her hair had been like washing away all that shyness that used to define her.
But that girl was never really gone. That girl who’d tried desperately to please a mean old man was still there, buried deep down. That girl who’d enjoyed being debased, called a whore, used in every way possible…she was still there somewhere.
Blair snapped back to the present as she realized this half-naked old man was looking directly at her.
“Well, what about your edgy friend here? Does she have a name?”
—
“Blair. My name’s Blair sir.”
—
(I may have gone a bit insane from sleep deprivation between the last part and this and ended up changing the perspective and the course of the story.
That said, my favorite part of NTR/corruption stories has always been when they make that heart swell a bit before the craziness, and this is me attempting to capture that feeling
Also I’m lazy and don’t proofread, so feel free to message me if you spot a typo?)
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