Unleashed: a Challenging Day
Copyright© 2025 by TMax
Chapter 22: Three at Once Part 1
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 22: Three at Once Part 1 - A challenging day for a petite teenage girl, as she navigates school, friend drama, and the most sadistic (sexual) challenge she has ever attempted. Will she succeed in the challenge? Will she get the guy or the girl? Does she even want the guy or the girl? A twenty-four-chapter story (released every Monday) that twists, turns, and drips. Set in an alternative timeline with enhanced students and North America at war (though no war stuff in this first story :)
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including ft/ft ft Teenagers Reluctant Lesbian School Superhero Science Fiction Alternate History Rough Exhibitionism Fisting Masturbation Sex Toys Voyeurism Public Sex Small Breasts Slow
“Ok, how do we do this?” I asked the group and waved to my fans. Hel’s dad stood to my left, his penis pressed against my skirt. A few feet away, Kamran stood beside Hel, who had her hand around his cock, and her phone filmed its growth. Cin filmed Tyler, who stood to my right, still clothed, while Jen filmed me with my hands clasped in front of me, a half smile, unsure of the next steps. I had a script, but forgot what I needed to do next.
Hel came to the rescue. “Polly, you strip Tyler,” she said. I gazed up at Tyler, and he nodded. First, I ripped his hoodie over his head and threw it into the corner. His sweet smell, woodsy and sour, erupted from his body. I sniffed and inhaled his perfect scent. My pussy pulsed, my stomach twisted - my heart rate increased, and I gasped for breath.
Cin bumped my leg as she knelt to get a better view of Tyler, who stood like a larger-than-life statue of the perfect human, white marble muscles with pink splashes.
I undid his pants and pulled them down. He lifted his left foot, I pulled his leg out, and removed his sock. Perfect calves, strong, shiny, and the size of a tennis ball. I removed the other leg and sock. He had sparsely haired legs, strong from weights, defined by long runs, and smooth and dry. They needed my caress. They required my worship.
I kissed up his right leg until I arrived at his white briefs, where he had a small wet spot over his erect penis. I wanted to taste his pre-cum, but I inhaled instead. Sour, slight chlorine, with a pleasant woodsy undertone. I needed to savor the moment.
“Fuck, stop playing and get to fucking,” Hel’s dad said behind me. The bastard could wait; I had Tyler, and I planned on a seduction that would make him my slave.
I pulled his shirt up to expose strong abs, defined, and warm, to my lips. I dragged my tongue and tasted his pure, sweet, smooth essence. His nipples tasted the same, but as I licked the erect nubs, he giggled, shivered, and pushed my head away, “Sensitive,” he gasped.
I pulled his shirt higher until it covered his eyes and exposed his lips. I kissed them hard, and my tongue thrust in, like those romance movies. I stood on tiptoe while I mashed my lips into his.
“Damit, this is a fucking orgy, not a fucking romance movie, let’s get to fucking already,” Hel’s dad said. Fucking bastard, but he spoke truth. I just wanted to enjoy Tyler more, but I will have time after the fuckfest.
I stepped backward as Tyler threw his shirt into the corner. I knelt in front of him just as his hands arrived at the elastic of his underwear. Our hands met, and together we exposed his cock. He had auburn pubic hair that matted to his body. His penis bounced and shook. My lips parted, and my tongue touched the tip.
He bent and removed his underwear. His penis struck my chin, then rebounded and hit my nose. Cin giggled beside me, but I grabbed his dick, stabilized it, then placed it in my mouth. Sweet, warm, and Tyler groaned.
Hel grabbed my shirt and pulled it off. The moment Tyler’s penis left my mouth, I almost screamed. Tyler grunted in frustration, but the world returned to goodness and moonbeams as I engulfed his penis again. The warm basement air caused goosebumps to erupt on my stomach and chest. I stared up at Tyler while I sucked on his cock. I couldn’t look away. He tasted perfect, sweet with a hint of sourness, and his musk smelled like a man.
Hel’s dad pressed his moist penis head against the side of my head. The cool head burned. My body trembled as I gasped and tried to breathe with Tyler’s dick in my mouth. I had trouble filling my lungs while the scents in the room assaulted my nose. I grabbed Hel’s father’s dick, the warm flesh perfectly fit in my small hands.
Hel pulled my bra cups down to expose my erect red nipples. They hurt as the basement air cooled them.
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