So, some background bullshit if you’re interested, if you’re not, just click the link down there and start reading, doesn’t matter. Visual inspiration for the main characters is derived primarily from the artist known as “The Pit.” If you like the work, he’s gearing up on a Patreon so feel free to chip in, as I have.
Also, I literally did research for this. Because this is the Internet, there is a thing called Boobpedia which taught me about string implants. And boobs, or more about them, to be specific. Cuz, I, like, totally know about boobs. They feel like… bags of sand…
Content (Un)Warning: Hetero frequencies open, Captain. Two big boobed blondes have heterosexual relations. Lots of them… with lots of different people… all at once. No fibbing, no twists, I even throw in references to vaginal orgasms!
“The Bimbos – Adventure One: Fox Bang Alley” -by FurCreamer
The blondes swept into the club, and heads turned. Like an infection, the turning spread through most of the male and a number of the foyer’s female population as necks craned and eyes turned.Had they any capacity for humility remaining, Jacqui and Lola might have experienced a passing sensation, a mild blush or flutter in the stomach. Instead, the attention energized and stimulated. How could it not, as their plans for the evening ahead were nothing if not arousing.
Jacqui, the elder of the sisters by a year, and taller by an inch, laid her arm around her younger sister Lola’s shoulder, who beamed a smile at no one and everyone at the same time.
The pair went “twinsies” for this evening’s revelry, starting with the platform heeled, knee-high, pink fox “ugg” boots with clusters of white fox tails dangling from the sides. White nylons sheathed their toned, tanned thighs right up to the taught line cut by tight pink Lycra skirts that just barely covered the wide round expanse of their ass cheeks.
The custom tailored, white laced, pink-leopard spotted corsets with shiny white bones served two purposes. The first was to further compress their already wisp thin waistlines, and the second, and, by far, most difficult, was to support and elevate the blondes’ tremendous bust-lines.
Because daddy’s little girls got what they wanted, both had polypropylene, or string implants. Despite Jacqui having gotten them earlier, Lola took to them faster, and was now a full MMM cup with a 62 inch bust. Not that big sis lagged too far behind at a JJJ cup and a 58 inch bust.
Framing these massive, medically enhanced racks were two equally massive pink fox dyed, stroller-length fur coats, each with high shawl collars that framed the blondes’ heads and big elbow length cuffs. Atop those heads sat matching, tall, wide brimmed pink fox hats from under which their long, platinum blonde tresses spilled down their necks to rest atop the massive globes below. Along the way those golden fibers passed pink and white chokers with the phrase “Big Sis” on Jacqui and “Lil Sis” on Lola.
The impressively busty blonde bimbos in the big fox coats didn’t have to stand around long at all…
“Can I help you ladies with your coats?”
He was tall, black, and, if Jacqui knew anything (and she did), the rather annoyed looking girl at the bar giving him the stink eye would be his date for the evening. The bulge in his pants didn’t look too bad at all, and it was still growing as he quite obviously failed to maintain eye contact.
“No,” Jacqui said with a high pitched giggle.
“Nah,” Lola,” added, still leaning against her sister, her fur pressing against Jacqui’s. “It’s cold outside.”
“Outside?”
The club music throbbed while the lights from the dance floor shifted in time, playing over the girl’s silky smooth furs. The top quality pelts shimmered under the neon glow.
The girls’ glossy pink lips formed big smiles in response to the man’s confused look.
Jacqui’s free arm unhooked from her hip and reached forward. She rammed the big, fluffy cuff of her pink fox stroller into his crotch and started stroking against his bulge, which reacted quickly and very, very positively. While she did, Lola started making eye contact with any other guy who was still looking, or pretending not to look.
“Outside,” she purred, “Can’t get you off in the middle of the club.”
The hand on his balls and fur pressing against his dick through his pants was certainly an effective punctuation point on that invitation. He gasped a little at the sudden, unexpected rush of pleasure. “Uh…”
Jacqui sensed a little hesitation. It was, she knew, the “too good to be true” sensation any perfectly rational person would experience in a situation like this. Fortunately, it was easily countered. She leaned in a little closer, bringing the fur framed arc of her massive bust under his chin, “C'mon, you can drain those big black nuts all over these,” she wiggled her huge tits, which swayed hypnotically in the huge fox coat, “or… go home to blue balls…” Jacqui cocked her head to the right, where the girl at the bar was stalking off in a huff.
He watched her leaving, looked back down, and quickly said, “Fuck it, let’s go.”
Lola giggled, “I’m sure you know where the back door is?”
“You bet, baby girl,” he said, “Right this way.”
Jacqui followed, Lola in tow, who was casually motioning to any guy who was looking to join them. As they wove through club, she saw a few start to get up. It didn’t matter who arrived first, really. They’d done this before, and it was really all about “word of mouth.” Once a few “satisfied customers” stumbled back inside, they’d convince the doubters.
The rear door opened with a rusty scrape into an alley with a light buzzing above and more strung along the high, pitted brick walls. The opposite end contained a rusting dumpster and an exit to the parking lot between club and the next building over. Jacqui immediately clocked the security cameras over the entry and the dumpster. She made a note to get the footage for later enjoyment.
Jacqui quickly pushed Number One up against the wall, pressing her body against him, catching him off guard. She knew he was verging on confused by just how well his random pass at a blonde bimbo in a club had gone, and just needed to keep him a little off balance in time for the show to start.
The rear door opened with a familiar rusty squeak, and two more guys appeared.
And we have lift off.
Lola swept up behind them and put her big furry arms over their shoulders as they gasped, treated to the sight of Jacqui pressed up against Number One as her hands started pulling at his fly.
“Holy shit!”
“Now it’s a party!” Lola said with a giggle, reaching around and rubbing the cuffs of her huge pink fox fur stroller coat against the front of their pants. “Watch Jacqui work her magic!”
“Hey, baby girl, what you doin’?” Number One asked, “You ready to swallow all I got?”
“Got somthin’ better than lips for you, stud,” she purred back, pushing against him again, her tits bouncing hypnotically as she pulled the fully erect cock from his baggy pants. Still standing, pressed against him, it wasn’t possible to see the dick thanks to the big rack between her head and her hands, but from the feel alone, Jacqui reasoned he was a respectable eight inches of fuckmeat.
Now free, Jacqui immediately squeezed the shaft between the big cuffs of her fox coat and started pumping it.
Number One’s eyes widened and his hips started bucking quickly. “Oh damn girl, what the fuck?!”
“Mmm, that’s right, you like that, don’t you?” she cooed while she milked his cock with the deep, downy soft, royal quality fox fur.
“Nnnn… Ohhhh… Uuhhhh… Uuhhhhh… Uuuhhhh…” Number One quickly lost the ability to speak coherently, as his hips trembled with pleasure that coursed up his spine and through his body. Jacqui expertly twisted her cuffs slightly to keep fresh, cool fur applied to the hot shaft as she pumped it. Sweat beaded along Number One’s brow as the effort he put into re-actively power fucking the luscious fur became apparent.
“Fuck man, what’s she doin’ to him?” one of the new arrivals, Number Two, said.
Lola giggled, “Just this…” She had their flys down and cocks out quickly. It was a skill, and she was very good at it.
Standing between them, she began rubbing her plush fox cuffs up and down their exposed, hard rods. Both Number Two and Number Three shuddered and gasped as the soft fur engulfed and caressed their sensitive, erect dicks in a way they’d never experienced before.
Number One’s experience arrived at its foregone conclusion. Certain parts of his mind attempted to protest, demand the blow-job he was “owed”. They were fully overruled by the on-rushing climax he’d been trying desperately to stave off, if only to enjoy a precious few more seconds of this magical experience now bathing his erect fuckstick.
He felt his knees weaken with the force of his orgasm. Jets of thick, sticky dickgoo vomited violently over and over from his dark glans directly into the fur that pleasured him so expertly.
Jacqui felt it too, the shuddering, spurting wetness suddenly flooding the cuffs and the front of her big fox stroller coat. She counted Number One giving at least nine full shots, an impressive load. That bitch at the bar must have been holding out on him for a while. She regretted that magical show was hidden under her huge tits, but knew she’d be seeing many more soon enough.
The smell of his fresh jizz rose up through the cold night air of the otherwise malodorous alley, meeting her nostrils with a comfortingly familiar scent. Number One slowly slid to a sitting position against the wall in front of her, panting like a race horse.
Jacqui held up her cuffs, admiring the thick, heavy streaks and matted, slick furrows in her bulky, barrel-shaped fox cuffs and smiled, “OooOOOoo, not bad, stud.”
“Wow, this is good,” Number Three said, enjoying the sensation of Lola’s cuff rolling around on his shaft while he watched the big black guy shoot his load on the other blonde bimbo’s enormous fur coat. The sight of that big guy rutting like a dog into the fur as he pumped it full of fuck-sauce was enough to send him and his buddy over the edge.
Behind them a couple more guys scraped through the metal door, just in time to see Lola’s cuffs claim their first cumshots of the long night. Number Two and Number Three shook and trembled simultaneously, shooting their loads up and down the sides of her pink fox’s cuffs and sleeves as they grunted and groaned with pure fur satisfaction.
“Oh yeah! Fuuuuuckkkkk!!!”
“Damn, yeah, blastin’ this bitch!”
Their hot shots of flying ball-sludge sprayed long lines into the fur on both sides, some missing and hitting Lola’s white nylons and fat fox Ugg boots. The ragged ribbons also found her giant 62 inch rack hard to miss, some landing in pearly pools atop the vast curve of her exposed cleavage. She giggled and laughed as the anonymous men’s jizz rained down her surgically enhanced, perfectly crafted body and stupendously expensive fox coat.
The two staggered back as their dicks were fully spent by the soft embrace of Lola’s cuffs. Some strings of ooze snapped as they hurriedly made room for the growing collection of new arrivals which steadily flowed through the rusty metal back door of the seedy club.
* * *
Jacqui already had three more nameless dongs clustered around her. She quickly grabbed for the biggest black dick in sight and began jerking it first against the fur on the flank of her massive left tit, then pulled it toward her plump, botoxed lips and started slowly sucking on the tip.
Jacqui used her left fur cuff to massage the base of his long, dark shaft as she sucked his uncut knob. She felt him tighten and moan quickly, the sensation of her mouth and fur quite the powerful pulse of pleasure to absorb all at once. Jacqui slowed, she needed him to last a bit so more faceless dongs could could cluster around her.
Jacqui released him and grabbed another one with a dry area of her left cuff. She briefly relinquished her tight suction grip on the fat black cock in her mouth and motioned more of the growing number of onlookers over.
“Get those big dicks out and start fucking this soft fur coat. Fuck it and shoot those hot loads all over me, studs!” To punctuate her point, Jacqui brought the new guy off almost immediately with the fur cuff.
“OH! OH! GOD DAAAAMN!!!”
He almost doubled over as his fur-sandwiched dong shot spurts of white goo off high and hard onto the side of Jacqui’s royal Saga pink fox coat. They flew from the cuff and across the top of her huge 58 inch bust in long, pearly ribbons. Her vice grip on the trunk of his long black dick didn’t let up as she kept pumping it with fluffy pink fur. The fur quickly turned into a sloppy mess of white sludge where his fat cock-head rammed through.
The fresh, gooey mess on her tits steamed in the cold alleyway and the other guys were immediately unzipping and racing to thrust their hard cocks up against the sides and back of Jacqui’s puffy fox coat. Each jockeyed for position around the big-titted blonde bimbo, groaning as their shafts sunk into the deep pelts on the back and sides of the huge shawl collar of her coat.
* * *
Lola found herself surrounded by rock-hard shafts as well. Her massive swaying, fur-framed 62 inch bust easily supported the frenzied thrusts of four eager men. Their stuttering hips sent their pre-cum oozing organs hammering into the front and sides of Lola’s heavy fox coat, feeling the depth of the plush fur and the so very pillowy soft vastness of flesh below it.
Some lucky ones were lined up to either side, receiving the special attention from Lola’s skilled, hands and the rapidly-diminishing dry spots on her fox coat’s cuffs and sleeves. Her long, glossy, pink nails curled around a long dark shaft as she tugged it deeper against the side of her huge thick fur collar where she teasingly turned her head and sucked on the tip. Her glossy lips closed around it and sucked it in slowly.
“Awww, fuuuuck! Take this big nut, bitch!”
The grunted cry erupted in harmony with the stream of soggy gray jizum squirting forcefully from the head of his cock and splattering against Lola’s glittery pink lips. The hard spunk spray continued four more times as Lola let him blast against her lips and chin.
The forceful back-splatter flew in all directions, splashing her chest, across both sides of the big fur collar and against the wide under-brim of her huge fox hat, and around her cheeks and neck. The explosive streams sunk into the pink fur while glazing her heavily painted features and frosting the tips of her teased blonde hair.
The guys humping against her fur-framed tits had a front row seat this big wet facial and that sent them over the edge.
“Nnnnn, hosin’ this ho!”
“Yeah!”
“Blowin’ all over!”
The cluster of frenzied fuckers pulled back and started jerking their cocks over her massively enhanced globes and face, shooting ragged bursts of fresh fuck-sauce at her simultaneously. The onslaught of hot cocksnot battered her hair, face, fur, and tits with heavy white lines of jizz from the top her pink fox hat to the long curve of the huge pink fox collar on either side of her amazing 62 inch bust.
Lola watched the incoming ropes of white semen and felt the buzz of her own orgasm gushing through the tight panties now clearly visible where her ultra short skirt rode up around her toned, tan thighs. The sound of her vaginal fluids splashing the dirty alley pavement weren’t particularly audible over the moans and groans of the anonymous men orgasming all around her.
* * *
Jacqui couldn’t see much of the alley any more. The crush of male bodies, and their hard, stiff fuck-sticks, fully surrounded her, blocking most anything else. A chunky glaze of jizz gluing her left eye shut also contributed to her sight issues. Merely a minor inconvenience, and she continued to urge them on. “Mmmm, so hoooot… Gimme more, boys!” she cooed in her sluttiest vocal fry.
A pool of her pussy juice collected in the grimy stone alley floor between her legs from Jacqui’s spontaneous orgasms. The thin, clear fluid mixed with the more copious amounts of thick white goo collecting on her fox uggs from missed shots and drips from above.
She felt the stiff cocks thrusting behind her, humping at huge mass of her pink fox coat’s now fully abused collar. By now it was wet with the masses of spent spunk from the many previous humpers, but they were too horny to even bother trying to find a dry spot.
“Yeah, yeah, I’m shootin’ all over this big blond bimbo!”
Jacqui couldn’t see, but the following groan and wet spattering confirmed another had added their big ball’s contents to the steadily ruined pink fox stroller coat. The hard black dick spilled big gluey spurts up the back of the soggy fur collar and into the wide brim of her pink fox hat, looping over the top and landing on her tits again, taking the long way around.
Once fully spent, hey was quickly and gingerly replaced by someone else from the alley crowd eager to get close to the beautiful blonde bimbo in fur.
Jacqui purred and smiled, jerking and sucking as the lucky ones arrived in front, adding their genetic diversity to the mountain of white cock-snot built up atop her hair, face, cleavage, and the pink fox fur stroller.
The fat black nine-incher in her mouth started spurting as the big man shook and thrust his hips at her face. She let the wet load of nut-butter build up, feeling the glutinous, salty spurts coating her tongue as more and more poured from his fat, flat cock-head.
He released a heavy breath and his dick slipped from her pink lips, leaving a long wet string of white goo attached. It snapped as he stumbled away.
Jacqui knew these horndogs were conditioned by years of porn to watch her swallow, but she wasn’t about to waste a perfectly good wad of fresh ball-sludge in her tight tummy. Not to mention the calories… Instead she performed a little trick she’d taught herself, flicking her head back and spitting upwards.
The big jizz loogie burst from her slick, pink lips and rose just about a foot, high enough for her to snap her head forward and let it explode all over her huge fox hat and face with a wet smack.
The amazing display caused another wave of orgasming from the crowd. Jacqui and her poor, abused pink fox coat felt the hard thick spurts of seven more engorged cocks as they pounded against her, squirting long, ropey blasts.
The four in back blasted more slimy, white sludge into the already soaking mass of fur that had been the high, fluffy pink fox collar. The ones in front showered her face, tits, and the sleeves and front of the coat, leaving not a single part untouched by fresh cocksnot.
* * *
Hours later, in a garage in a zip code with far higher property values, Jacqui and Lola each carefully slid their wet, ruined pink fox stroller coats onto identical hardwood coat-hangers. Jacqui stepped up to a hanging digital scale and hooked her coat onto it. Seconds later the light blue, digital readout above flashed.
They remained silent while Jacqui removed her coat from the scale and Lola stepped up to replace it with one she held.
The readout flashed once more, coming in 2 centigrams lighter than Jacqui’s.
“Yes! Oh, you are going to squeal tonight,” Jacqui said with a triumphant fist pump.
“I was just tired of winning all the time,” Lola teased.
“Bullshit.”
Their voices no longer squeaked, and their bodies moved with a quiet confidence as they crossed the large open garage, past the F60, around the Bugatti Veyron, and between the spare Paganis. Arriving at a large garbage bin, Lola flipped up the lid, and they tossed the two musky, cum-soaked pink fox fur stroller coats inside. Their wilted fox hats followed after, and finally the semen streaked uggs joined the rest in the big bin.
Jacqui slapped Lola’s ass as she tossed hers in, leaving a wet hand print.
Lola laughed and ran out of the garage. Jacqui followed in pursuit, ending across multiple rooms of the large mansion in the secured, fur playroom. Lola stripped out of her skirt and unfolded herself across on the tremendous, round, chinchilla covered bed in the center while Jacqui walked over to one of the big cabinets arrayed against the wall. Opening it revealed a collection of very large, custom strap-on dildos, all painted hyper-realistically.
As she snapped the harness in place and pulled it tight, she smiled.
Winning had its privileges.
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