Becoming the King of A New Filthy World

It's brazen, it's shameless, and even though I'm sure every dude with this power wishes the same, if they were in my place of being able to fuck three cosplayers and a hot redhead like this, they would have too barely even noticed anything.

I'm riding high like a Roman emperor and all anyone thinks to do is keep walking by. Someone behind me in line, no.. All of them is bored on their phone and just texting away, and even as Samus begins to whine as Christine shoves her hand further down her suit to begin rubbing at her pussy, nobody bats an eye.

It's all completely ignored, casual, and just part of the experience of standing in line waiting for the panel room to open up.

It's unthinkable, but the more I get used to it, the more it starts to feel kind of sensible, kind of right.

I did say I wanted a world free of consequence, and this is certainly free of all of that. Nobody is even mildly inconvenienced by me, and I'm able to get away with anything and everything.

Even if no one can really be aware of me flaunting it in their faces, on the other hand, I'm treated to something too good to deny in the form of a pair of hot tits wrapped around my cock, a tongue licking at it while I go all out on said tits, and a nice ass to squeeze as I deal with it all.

Juliet's a sloppy, eager kisser, and I don't mind getting down into some messy make outs with her in the process.

It feels great, made all the better by the fact that she has such a perky, squishable butt for my hands to go at.

My hand slips up her skirt and down her panties, groping her directly and firmly, loving the feeling of her skin beneath I touched with my hands.

She's got the absolute perfect ass, and with her eager kiss to bring it all together she's bringing a lot to the table even if she's not outright servicing my cock like Tracer and Samus are.

There's so much pleasure to be found in enjoying her touch and the ravenous indulgence of just going at her with a steadfast, stubborn refusal to do anything other than give in.

Tracer's got her part down, too. As my hips rock up and I thrust up from the depth of Samus's cleavage, her eager, hot mouth is hard at work, waiting to suck my cock with a ravenous kind of excitement, refusing to slow herself down in the process as her lips work at my tip of the dick.

It's not a particularly deep blowjob, but who needs to be deep inside a hot mouth when a pair of pillowy, plush tits are already wrapped around my cock?

I'm getting plenty already, no need to worry about coming into the middle for anything.

This is more pleasure than I rightly know what to do with and as long as I can ride this high there's nothing I feel like I'd rather do that, than just give in to it all.

Samus isn't doing much other than having a pair of tits, but fuck if I have a need for anything else; I'm fine doing the thrusting and pounding forward while she just holds her luscious breasts in place and lets me work through it all without a care.

After relishing in her all-out ball worship, taking charge to thrust and just fuck something soft is more than enough to keep me without complaint as I pound forward, unrelenting in my pace and uncaring in my enthusiasm.

It's insensitive, it's hopeless, it's completely selfish, but I tit fuck Samus with the sole goal in mind of painting her milky tits pearly white.

It's the most enticing thing I can think of, a thought too indulgent to even for a moment consider pulling back from, and my intense, almost stubborn push forward is driven by the fervid insistence that it is my damn right.

Maybe it is, even. I have given my all to this madness long enough now that it had been hard to make the case against such a thing as I just keep slamming forward and thrusting into her tits.

Thrusting past Tracer's lips. Groping and fondling Juliet as I make out with her.

I don't even know what Christine is doing anymore as I keep my eyes on the hot blonde offering her mouth up for me to kiss.

But I'm damn sure whatever she's doing, even if it's not contributing to my pleasure much, is helping make this scene even more decadent and twisted still.

There's something so senseless about this, but in that senseless, I find the thrills I seek, find the unending delights, I chase with each hard thrust into Samus's tits and Tracer's mouth.

With a few words, I have effortlessly got them all caring only about me and about the pleasure I can derive from their bodies, almost taking on a new purpose without shame, their minds momentarily blanking out just so they can give me what I crave for.

It's the most twisted thrill in the world, and as I enjoy them all at once it really hits me in ways it hasn't before.

Not when brutally fucking my boss's ass in front of the conference, not when leading a yoga class in raw fucking.

It's here, in a writhing five-way with four beautiful women while standing in the middle of a convention center like it's absolutely nothing, that it all comes together for me.

The rawness and depravity hit a peak that I just can't deny longer, alight with surprises like I couldn't have imagined until I'm right there in the thick of it and losing myself.

My cock erupts, and I reach for Tracer's hair, tugging it back hard as I cum, and I haven't had such a huge load in quite some time. And I think I cum more and more each time I fuck someone or related to that.

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