Steroid Sluts - One Shots

Hey all, I had an idea for a series of muscle and futa stories that would be one shots for your fapping pleasure; I hope you like them!

First off:Steroid Sluts – A Pec on the Cheek (female muscle, growth, flexing, titfucking, orgasm denial, cum drinking, oversize)

“Uhhh, uhnng, I need- I need some help here!” There was soft, silken gasping over the other end of the phone, a rhythmic liquid squish pounding out a steady coutnerpoint to halting speech.

“Hi Madam!” Polly chirped, idly brushing her golden hair out her eyes to glance at the screen, “I'll need a delivery address... uh huh, Pendleton Avenue... ok. Well, as it sounds kinda urgent, I'll get Lori over there as soon as possible! Thanks for calling Steroid Sluts; The Biggest Sluts Around!”

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She staggered to the door, hunched over, drooling and sweating from fatigue (amongst other things) her toned thighs trembling as she bent over to look through the monitor on the videophone, the caramel skin of her glistening finger contrasting against the white plastic as she paged the camera feed through.

“Hnnngg, Lori?” she asked raggedly.

A deeply tanned girl with a figure made of toned muscle and dangerous curves looked up at the entrance camera and grinned a gleaming smile. Her lip gloss shone firebrand hot pink as she replied, “Uh huh! I'm here for the premium service Ms. Abrams, one hundred per cent satisfaction guaranteed!”

Stifling a groan of pure lust, Jenny Abrams drank in the sleek, feminine curves of this plastic fitness Barbie and the improbably tight white top that was struggling with a pair of tanned, rounded silicone tits. It was like slut art to her sore eyes and she drank it in greedily as she pressed the button to buzz the outer door open.

“Come up to Apartment 12... the door's -nnhgg- open!”

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The top came off with a hefty jiggle of silicone filled flesh, each tanned hooter sporting a pale triangle of flesh that was centred on the pinky brown, erect, eminently suckable nipples. The escort's blue eyes blazed like gems as she pursed her thick, pouting lips and mashed her tits together between slim arms full of corded, lean muscle and the hint of some small vascularity... she could have stepped straight out of Playboy if she was some ten pounds of muscle lighter. Jenny didn't mind.

Neither did Jenny's rampant cock as the heavy pole reared up and thumped meatily between her own pendulous breasts, their natural shape and softness letting them trap the heaving girly dick between them.

The giggling Lori leaned forward and kissed Jenny on the mouth and the corner of her lips and her chin and then, finally, the weeping tip of her mammoth half-yard of straining fem-dong. The futa girl could feel the veins in her cock bloat and shift and strain against the onslaught of those thick, luscious lips, her eyes fixed on the improbable, collagen enhanced, pair of DSLs. She wanted to see that