Test on the Big Stage

"That's it. Cover them in your hot seed, I want my stockings to be stained white by your surrender, baby." She instructed him as the squeeze got tighter and her thighs rubbed him faster than ever before. His entire cock was being devastated by her intense thighjob

Test couldn't possibly deny her. He soon came a huge load for her thighs. His will utterly broken by her soft thighs and silky stockings.

Once his penis was done leaking, the lady stood up and posed in a way for everyone to see the way Test had coated her legs with his cum, proud of her deadly thighjob and what it did to horny boys like Test. As the male assistant took his opportunity to recover, he was approached by the shorter volunteer with immense boobies.

Having already been entranced by one pair of breasts Test couldn't stop himself from staring at these ones. His mind filling with fantasies of what they might do to him.

"After what she did to you, you seem to like the direct approach. So, I hope you don't mind if I start hot and heavy with you, as well." She said to him as she knelt in front of him and heaped her boobs onto his lap, letting his member slip between them before giving a gentle squeeze.

Tests it response was a pleasured gasp that indicated that he didn't mind at all. His hips bucking as he thrust a little without thinking.

Without further ado, she began lifting and dropping her bust onto his penis, letting him savor the lewd feel of her mammaries squishing and stroking his weakest point without relent.

Tests moans became a chorus as her perfect tits seared him with pleasure. His hips thrusting faster as he wordlessly begged for more.

"Are you going to cum for me as much as you did for miss Thighs over there?" The woman asked him as she put more pressure into her paizuri, almost like she was trying to crush his cock rather than forcing it to cum.

"Yes. Please just let me cum." He moaned. Desperate for release.

"It can't be that hard to just explode for me, could it?" She wondered as she began quickly rubbing his shaft with her boobs as fast as she could. They squeezed his base, went up to his top, then came back down again several times in just a few seconds.

She got her answer when Test blew an even bigger load right into her cleavage. His whole body going limp from the pleasure.

The short, busty woman proudly stood up and smeared her tits in his seed, happy to have seduced him so successfully. The Gangyaru stepped forward for her turn, but she seemed to be lost in thought as she observed her weakened and drained victim.

Test could barely sit straight as the Gangyaru inspected him. In no position to resist whatever she tried.

"Hmmmm, whatever should I do to you. pop I have you all to myself. smack And, we can have so much fun together. muah" She teased her helpless boytoy, bringing her purple, kissable lips close in front of his face and slowly mouthing each and every word.

Test gave no response. Her lips the only thing on his mind as he pictured then smacking him down into a helpless, obedient trance.

"Is something the matter? Can you not focus? Or are you focusing too much? On my sexy lips?" She asked him seductively, keeping her thick, shiny lips in front of his eyes and continually puckering, pouting, and smacking his thoughts away.

"Focusing too much... On your sexy lips." Test answered. Every time it seemed his thoughts might organize themselves her lips puckered, smacked, and scattered them.

"Are my lips turning you on? Are you feeling desperate for a little smooch? How about you get yourself nice and horny for me, and I'll make you cum with Just. One. Kiss." She promised him, emphasizing each of the last words with a big pucker and pop of her lips.

Test began to shake with lust as he got more and more worked up.

"There you go. Pucker up" The luscious punk leaned in and pressed her full, sticky lips right against Test's, lustfully sucking and smooching on his mouth in a seemingly endless kiss.

Test came as ordered. His whole body alight with pleasure as her lips utterly dominated him.

The Gangyaru held the makeout until his orgasm had subsided, then broke the kiss with a pop that echoed through the stage. After leaving so much lipstick on Test's mouth, she returned to the other volunteers and quickly applied another coat.

Courci stepped forward and snapped her fingers in front of Test. "Okay, we need you able to think now, lover boy. And don't forget about the amazing climaxes you just had." She ordered him to come to his senses again, or at least as aware as he could be after so much relentless affection.

"Yes mistress." Test said as he came to. It's not like remembering the searing pleasure from mere moments ago would be difficult. In a few minutes he was lucid. Even if his face and pants were still a mess.

"Now, we need you to be honest here, Test. Which one of these lovely ladies did you enjoy the most? Which one did the best job at taking you to heaven?" Courci asked as the three volunteers looked at him expectantly. From their expressions, they were each confident that they had won.