The Most Eligible Bachelorette Meets A Cock

Rachel Brown was the most wanted girl in the school. She was pretty, with old-fashioned model good looks, slim and tall, with a good face and sense of style. Strawberry blonde hair cut short so it reached just past her chin, a small mole below and to the left of her mouth, grey eyes that seemed to shine with light.

She wasn't the prettiest girl at the school, though. She probably was exactly the opposite, because she was from a nearly-pure line of humans - that meant every other woman had a much more significant amount of Pokegirl mixed in, making them preternaturally beautiful and sexy, in contrast to her more ordinary, mundane beauty (which was still quite a lot, to be clear).

No, she was the most wanted girl at school because of her family. Her mother was probably an order of magnitude richer than mine, if she was even that restricted, and had an ancestry that was about as close to pure human as it got, at least on paper: one single great grandparent who was a Pokegirl, and not a single other bit of Pokegirl mixed in. Her mother was the most wanted woman in the city, and she could pretty much have her pick of the litter, as far as potential husbands went, when she got older.

After what Ms. Mayberry had told me about Pet Owners and my fellow students, I fully expected to be approached by, I don't know, a dozen girls after classes got out the next day. I wasn't though. I was approached by Rachel Brown, along with a girl I was pretty sure - at least, if the rumors were true - was her best friend, Joan Castle.

Joan was very, very obviously a Pokegirl. Purple skin, bat wings pluming out of her lower back, a long, flexible, sinewy spade-tipped tail, and not one but two sets of horns, one that curled down and framed her face, the other that rose up out of her forehead. She had a cute mole under her right eye, vivid green eyes, and long silver hair that reached all the way down to her ass. She also followed behind Rachel with a casual confidence that said she thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world, second only to Rachel.

"Sam, right?" Rachel asked, drawing my attention back to her. "Let's talk. Come on," she said, with a jerk of her head.

I followed after her, obviously. She was the most desirable woman in the whole school, and she was asking for a private conversation. What about, I couldn't really have guessed.

School had mostly let out, and it had plenty of empty rooms by this point. She took me into one, a classroom that - judging by the way the desks were all folded up and put to one side - wasn't even in use at the moment. She looked it over with a quiet analysis, then spoke. "I'm a Pet Owner too," she said. "This is Joan," she added, with a jerk towards the succubus. "I'll let you use her if you want. If I get any other Pets, I'll let you use them too. Joan used to be my best friend - still is," she added, with a smile, "but she's a Pokegirl, you know." She reached over for one of Joan's horns - the big curling one closer to her - and yanked on it, forcing the succubus Pokegirl down to her knees. "You can use her mouth any time you want, isn't that right, Joan?"

"Yes, Ma'am," Joan said, with a quick nod. "I'm only doing this for Rachel because she said to, just so you know. As far as I'm concerned, you're a loser. Rachel is awesome, though, so I'm willing to suck your cock for her sake."

Rachel just rolled her eyes, before turning her attention back to me. "You can have her any time you want. Think of her like a trial Pet, maybe. Get an idea of what it's like to own one of them before you commit to anybody. Just keep in mind, I did you a good turn, you know? On the off chance..." she trailed off for a moment, then spoke again. "I'll suck your cock too, whenever you want, just so you know. I just figured you'd rather get a blowjob from her first. You know. Pokegirl instincts and all."

It took me a couple seconds to actually grok what she meant: she'd never sucked a cock before. I had the most wanted girl in school ready to suck dick - my dick - for the first time in her life. I just took out my cock then and there, though. Joan was ready.

"Oh, here it is, a nice big cock." She sniffed. "Doesn't smell as nice as Rachel's pussy, just so you kno-mmf!" I shoved my dick into her mouth without hesitation, shutting her up as she moaned softly around my length, her eyes immediately lidding in pleasure. There were a long few seconds where I just held her down by the horns, enjoying the feeling of her mouth and throat around me, her wet swallows and gulps around my dick a base-level response it appeared she didn't even need to think about.

Her eyelashes fluttered for a moment, as my cock throbbed in her throat, and then her awareness seemed to come back to her. She tilted her head, her strength more than enough to force my hands to follow her rather than remain in control, a certain smugness in her eyes as she controlled my movements like that. A silent declaration that she was stronger than me, she could pop off my dick at any time. She glanced over at Rachel out of the corner of her eye, a quirk of one eyebrow inquiring.

"You're here to suck his cock," Rachel told her, her voice firm. "What are you looking at me for? Do you think I know how to please him better than he does?" The note of derision in Rachel's voice made the entire situation that much sexier, and Joan's eyes flicked back up to me as she started to really get into working me over with her mouth, lips, tongue, throat - everything. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked with impassioned energy. Her lips smacked wetly around my cock. Her throat swallowed, twisting it deep inside her throat. Her tongue slithered back and forth on the underside of my dick, tracing out every inch of my length as she looked up at me with those same smoldering, smug eyes.

And all the while, there was a soft moan emanating from deep in her throat, vibrating my cock in her mouth. It felt genuinely fantastic, and I responded almost automatically, my grasp on her horns firming up as I started to fuck her face. Each wet thump of my balls against her chin felt absolutely fantastic, and she looked up at me with an incredibly smug expression, as she put that mouth of hers to good use in pleasing me.

It was on maybe my fourth or fifth stroke that she came for the first time. Her body trembled and bucked beneath me, her hips thrashing at the air. Her whipcord tail stretched out and made a corkscrew motion in the air - Rachel repositioned herself away from her, moving over to stand close to me, as if wanting to make absolutely certain she didn't accidentally get nicked by the thing. Wet gurgles and drools and other lewd noises emanated from her throat as it was repeatedly blocked off. She went cross-eyed, removing that smug expression from her face and replacing it with one that was positively stupid. Her wings beat at the air hard enough that I felt the rush of wind against my calves even through my pants and socks.

"You can do just about anything you feel like to her," Rachel offered. "Just treat her like you would your own Pokegirl. Your own Pet. She'll do whatever you tell her to, and she'll love it, isn't that right, Joan?" Joan nodded as best she could, in the throes of orgasm and still getting her face fucked. Mostly it just made her saliva slosh around inside her mouth, her fucked-stupid expression intensely erotic.

I turned my attention over to Rachel, as my cock just continued to throb in Joan's mouth, and I ground the succubus down into my loins to give myself a moment to think. She gurgled wetly around my dick, a certain insistent note to the noise, before she realized that I was looking at Rachel (she had moved, after all), at which point she quieted and let me just choke her on my dick. "I only have four slots for Pets," I told her, and Rachel quirked one eyebrow. "Aren't you worried about what'll happen to Joan if I decide to keep you and three other girls? Or, vice versa?"

"I probably won't threshhold," she said, "but, if I do, then Joan is in absolute agreement that she should go to a brothel to get fucked every way, every day, for the rest of her life, if the alternative is that I do, isn't that right, Joan?" Joan nodded around my cock, sending saliva sloshing out of her mouth, splattering her tits and the floor alike as she remained firmly planted in my groin.

"You said she was your best friend," I groaned out, though honestly, it was mostly because the way that Rachel was talking about Joan had me rock hard. "You're fine with sacrificing he-eeer?" Rachel got up behind me and reached for Joan's horns, peeling the girl off my cock in a fluid movement. Really, it was Joan following Rachel's directions more than anything that Rachel did - she was slim, and only human, she could hardly have overpowered me on her own.

"Joan. What are you going to do if Sam decides to take me as his Pet but abandons you?"

"Well, that's not gonna happen," Joan said, with a wet slurp of her own saliva back into her mouth. "First off, you're the absolute best, God-tier bitch in the fucking world, Rachel, and basically a pure bred human. There's no way you'd threshhold. But if you did, somehow, I'm a goddamn succubus, I'll slurp this boy's brains right out his dick so hard he'll be happy to keep us both just so I'm happy, much less your feelings - which are way more important than mine, obvs. Even if, somehow, he didn't keep us both, which is fucking ridiculous, since I'm the best and you're even better, I'd just find some other guy who'd take me as his Pet, which would be easy, and then I'd make him stick around you so we could keep being BFFs."

"And if all that failed?" Rachel asked. Her fingers trailed almost absently along my stomach, toying with my belly button in a very, very seductive manner, her breath gently tickling my neck as she spoke from behind me. Her soft, petite, breasts pushed against my back.

"Well, it won't, but then I'd gladly be a public use meat toilet so that you could be a Pet, don't worry, Rach. I'm your loyal Pet, I want what's best for you." Her tail started to wag again, and Rachel reached for her best friend's horns, pulling her back down my cock in a single quick movement.

"There, you see?" Rachel asked, her voice soft in my ear. "Even if you somehow wound up preferring Joan to me, you'd want her to be happy, wouldn't you? And she'd want me to be happy. So there'd be the two of us, best friends forever, bouncing on your cock, choking ourselves for your pleasure... assuming I threshhold," she added.

My hands gripped Joan's horns tightly, starting to pump her up and down my cock with increasing ferocity, now. Wet noises repeatedly emanated from her throat as I fucked her face like a madman, like I was possessed, and she burbled faintly around my dick, going cross-eyed as I took full control of her throat from her, as I simply enjoyed using her face like my personal sexual relief aid. She came fairly quickly from the rough treatment, moaning loudly around my dick again as her tail began to whip around.

In her new position pressed up behind me, Rachel seemed to want to make a good impression, because her slender, lovely fingers gently brushed along my stomach, sliding under my shirt with a loving affection to them. Her lips faintly kissed and tickled at my neck, making their way up to my earlobe, nibbling on it gently. It was an intense set of sensations, and my whole body shivered in pleasure, my cock throbbing and jerking inside of Joan's throat before I finally just came, gasping as I cast my head back, grinding Joan down into my pelvis. She promptly came for the third time, eyes rolling up as I held her down in my loins, wetly swallowing around my dick to gulp down every last droplet of cum she could manage to gather from my cock.

When I was spent, she peeled herself off, then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, getting rid of (some of) the copious amount of spit that had dribbled over her lower lip. "Great, right? Just remember how great it is, if Rach threshholds. That's the whole reason I'm sucking your cock in the first place, for her sake, you know."

"If I get any other Pets, you can enjoy them too," Rachel added, her voice a delicate whisper in my ear that seemed to promise the entire world if I wanted it. The beautiful preppy rich girl was offering me basically anything of hers on a silver platter - and I wanted something of hers, I realized, as her lips tenderly pressed against my throat once more.

I quickly turned around, facing her, making her briefly fall off balance from the sudden movement. "You said you'd suck my cock whenever I wanted," I told her, enjoying the flush of her cheeks, the way her eyes widened in surprise at the demand, the tiny parting of her lips - but most of all, the way she obediently descended down to her knees, despite clearly not having expected to get this called on so quickly. There wasn't a complaint, or even an argument, as I took hold of my cock and rubbed the tip up against her lips.

It was intense, seeing the beautiful, haughty woman on her knees, her lips softly parted as I smeared any remaining bits of Joan's spit along her mouth. She trembled faintly in anticipation of what was about to happen - I took a grip on her strawberry blonde hair, tilting her head back, and she opened her mouth obediently grey eyes staring up at me with an impenetrable expression.

I slid into her mouth smoothly, and she gagged as I hit the back of her throat. It produced a genuinely intense feeling, as her throat squeezed and gripped the very tip of my cock before successfully expelling it. She coughed around my cock a moment later, wet air brushing along my length. I could even see tears beginning to form in the corners of her eyes.

Maybe it should have made me hesitate or stop, seeing her struggle so much with her first blowjob, but - she was the girl in school the absolute most guys wanted to have get down on her knees and start sucking them off. And she was right there, right in front of me, my dick still partly in her mouth as she tried to gather herself. It was far, far too sexy for me to possibly resist, and I took a gentle but firm grip on the back of her head, beginning to slide into her mouth again. When I hit the back of her throat, I pulled back, starting a soft movement back and forth at first, letting her get used to it.

This was the first blowjob of her life, I knew. My fingers softly ran through her hair, enjoying the way her cheeks glowed with embarrassment as I gingerly fucked back and forth in her mouth. Joan crawled around beneath me, her top still stained with her spit from earlier, and looked at her best friend in profile as she was gently fucked on my dick. "Oh, man, Rach. You totally need a lot of practice." My cock twitched in her mouth. "I'm sure you'll be a million times better than me once you get used to sucking cock, but you're a human, and humans don't have the cocksucking instincts of a Pokegirl. Okay, I'll give you some advice, Rach," she said, leaning in closer to her best friend to start giving the advice. "Remain calm. Just relax. Let your whole body fall lax beneath him. You've got a gag reflex - it's not your fault, just those crappy human blowjob genes - and so you have to really work to overcome it. But I know you can do it, Rach. You're the best at whatever you put your mind to."

Her body fell lax, in accordance with Joan's advice. Her arms limply dangled at her sides. She closed her eyes, breathed through her nose. I could see the way her body relaxed, and Joan could too. "Alright, now, since you're gonna be fucking her face plenty in the future, just shove it in there." Rachel tensed up in response to those words. "No! Calm down, Rach! You need to take this cock, and you need to be relaxed to do it. No pain no gain! Pedal to the metal! You're better than some stupid gag reflex that humans evolved because they can't breathe around a cock!"

I saw the swallow in Rachel's throat, as she relaxed again, and at that point, I forced my cock as deep inside as I could, not bothering to warn her. She gagged and sputtered, snapping to life, as my cock managed to ram itself almost all the way into her mouth, only a quarter still outside her pretty mouth as she sputtered and stared up at me. Her grey eyes silently pleaded - but they were the only thing that did. She didn't slap my thighs with her hands. She didn't start punching me. She didn't signal for Joan to do something. She just took it.

It provided an intense feeling of power, and the feeling of her throat wetly gagging around my dick, more and more saliva dribbling out over her lower lip with each passing second, as her body tried desperately to dissolve the thing lodged inside of its throat with spit alone. She rolled her eyes around, almost spinning, looking lightheaded as she twitched beneath me.

Her blowjob itself was, to put it lightly, incompetent. She was definitely trying, though, her fingers clenching up on her knees as she was roughly choked on my cock. I could feel the way her body twisted as she tried to shove herself forward, but it just made her gag harder, the occasional wet splatter of a choke raining down saliva on my balls and thighs.

"Rach, you seem to be having a tough time of it, want me to stop him?" Joan asked, seeming genuinely concerned for her friend. Rachel just shook her head, twisting my cock inside her throat and making her whole body spasm at the unwanted sensation. Tears streamed down her cheeks from the roughness of the blowjob, and I just kept trying to grind myself deeper down her throat. I could lie and say I wanted to help her work past her gag reflex - really, I was just relishing the feeling of power over a woman like this.

I'd been holding her down long enough that she was actually starting to asphyxiate, her eyes rolling up as she choked. One hand limply came up to slap at my thigh, and I relished the momentary sense of power, as I didn't release her, as her eyes subtly widened with just a little fear - then I yanked her off, acting like I had responded as quickly as I could.

She gasped and heaved, her entire body twitching in the aftermath of it all. Saliva dribbled onto the floor in wet splatters, painting it with the stuff, and she balanced on her hands as she tried to recover. It took her maybe twenty, thirty seconds, trembling down there, to finally tilt her head back up. "I'll get used to it, it's just a cock," she said, with a sincerity and a drive that was actually a bit admirable.

I still shoved my dick deep in her throat and started choking her on it again, with my thrust this time. "Just relax, that's what Joan told you to do," I informed her, as I ground my dick deep inside her mouth. Her eyes rolled around incoherently, her hands clawing at her knees as she struggled to keep control over her body. It felt great on a raw physical level. Certainly, there wasn't all the sensations that Joan could bring to bear, but there was a beautiful woman choking on my cock.

Joan crawled around behind me as I choked Rachel on my cock. She pressed her hands against my bare ass, and leaned forward, kissing at my butt cheeks. I could feel her horns poke into my ass, but the sensation that really caught my attention was when her long tongue slithered its way into my asshole, starting to rim me. Her circular movements with her tongue were a god's gift to me, as she clasped my thighs for purchase and kept going.

In front, Rachel was still weeping and choking and hadn't figured out that she needed to use her tongue, but that didn't matter. I was being pleasured from both ends, and I couldn't take it a single second longer. I came, my cum splattering the inside of Rachel's throat, some of it getting spewed out through her nose, or coming up in a choked sputter before dribbling down out over her lower lip. Her eyes rolled up, her scleras turned pink, as tears continued to run down her cheeks while I just let out every last drop of cum I had.

When I was spent, I pulled out of Rachel's mouth. The beautiful rich girl rested on her knees, heaving and panting, her Pokegirl Pet and best friend soon curling up to her side. She looked like a mess, cum and saliva dribbling out of her mouth, her nose blowing bubbles where my semen emerged from it, still coughing and hacking from my cum partly going down the wrong way. Tears streamed down her cheeks, but there was - just barely visible - a look of satisfaction in her eyes, as she stared limply up at me. "Bet," she sputtered, "bet you've never had a blowjob like that before."

I decided to be nice, and not to say something cruel like 'and I'd rather not have one again.' It was a fantastic blowjob in its own way - not in a way that really drew on Rachel's skill, since she didn't have any, but in a way that derived from the thrill of power.

Plus, Joan's tongue-lashing of my asshole didn't hurt either.

More importantly, though, if I was nice, I was more likely to get to keep enjoying blowjobs from the woman in question. "It was really good. I enjoyed watching the faces you made." She was sufficiently out of it to just grin at that comment, rather than get upset.

I pulled my pants up, at that point, tucking my dick away.

"Hey, Rach, can I lick that cum up off your face? It's supposed to be super-tasty, since I'm your Pet I've never gotten to try cum before."

"Whatever," Rachel puttered out. Joan's tongue stretched out and began to clean her Owner's face with extreme prejudice, slithering around so thickly that it left a sheen of saliva on her features.

"I'll see you around," I told the pair of them. Rachel grunted; Joan faintly nodded. I left.