“So he says ‘Why don’t you just blow me and then I’ll do you,’ and then I say ‘because you always just pass out after you cum,’ and then he says ‘well so do you,’ and then I said ‘and that’s why we should 69 and suck each other off at the same time!”
“Uhg, men!”
Avery and Rachelle were sitting in the cafeteria as always, sharing lunch and gossip. The two long time friends never failed to meet up whenever possible; and since they did not share any classes the current semester, lunch had become the center of their social time.
“Exactly! Does he really think I can’t wait to just drop to my knees and start sucking away! No! I wanna get a blowjob, dammit!” Avery complained. The irony of the situation was completely lost on both girls who saw nothing wrong with the fact that Avery was sporting a penis between her legs instead of a vagina. Furthermore, Avery was completely oblivious that her unusual organ was an exact copy of her boyfriend’s, right down to the skin tone and hair color. She had not only gained a copy of his member, but now shared the same obsession with receiving fellatio as her boyfriend.
“Oh, you’re getting off lucky! You have only one guy who’s pestering you for head. Do you know how many pulls I get a day from guys who just want me to blow them?” Rachelle ask in a huff. Her own unrecognized alteration had turned her into a living sexual slot machine that anyone could try to get lucky with once a day. “I mean, seriously. Guys are just obsessed with their dicks. And I’ll telling you...“
Rachelle continued to speak, but Avery was in a world of her own. A thought had just come to her mind which she had never considered before. With wide eyes, she looked at her friend. Rachelle’s plump lips were moving rapidly, their story falling on deaf ears. Avery was mesmerized, imagining Rachelle’s mouth wrapped around her hard cock.
“... at least girls are more discrete about-“
“I want a pull!”
A couple students from neighboring tables looked over at the outburst, but quickly returned to eating. Rachelle was caught off guard, shocked by her friend’s request. “Really?” she asked in disbelief. Avery said nothing, but nodded enthusiastically. Rachelle let out an annoyed huff, put down her carton of milk, and began to unbutton her top. Avery watched as Rachelle pulled open her shirt and revealed the three breasts lined in a row across her chest. Instead of a nipple, a glass window sat in the center of each boob. Nobody in the cafeteria was concerned with the girl’s exposed chest. This exchange was a normal social interaction, no more unusual than a boy asking for a girl’s number. Rachelle balled her left hand into a fist and raised her arm above her head.
“Ok, take your pull.”
Avery quickly reached forward with her right hand, grabbed her friend’s upraised wrist, and pulled down. An audible click sounded and the tumblers in Rachelle’s three breasts began to spin. After spinning for several moments, the first tumbler in her right breast locked in place. The picture of one stick figure kneeling and sucking at the crotch of a second stick figure was displayed. Avery bit her lower lip and turned her eyes to her friend’s middle tit. Again, the tumbler stopped with the picture of oral sex. Avery’s skirt was raised in a tent pole, her arousal clearly showing. She held her breath in anticipation...
Unknown to Avery, or even Rachelle, the more favorably the slot machine girl thought of someone, the better their odds of hitting their desired jackpot. Since Avery was Rachelle’s best friend, the result was never in doubt. The last tumbler clicked into place, all showing the same image. “Yes!” Avery hissed with excitement, her dick throbbing in her panties.
Rachelle’s jaw went slack as her mind was flooded with fresh desires. She wanted to suck off Avery. No, she needed it. Nothing was more important to her than wrapping her lips around her best friend’s hard shaft. Her pulse began to quicken and her breathing deeper. Avery looked at her friend and smiled. Rachelle was fully enraptured and eager to award Avery with her “prize.”
Rachelle was fighting the urge to drop to her knees and blow her friend right in the middle of the cafeteria, but managed to restrain herself. While exposing her slot breasts in public was no big deal, she would get into big trouble for going at it with a winner in front of everyone. It had happened before... several times.
Seeing her friend’s internal struggle, Avery thought fast. “Locker room,” she whispered. The two stood up in unison, not even bothering to throw away their lunches. Rachelle briskly stormed out of the cafeteria while Avery followed behind at a slower pace, trying (and failing) to hide her obvious hard-on from the cafeteria.
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The two girls rushed into the empty locker room hand-in-hand. They both needed this more than anything. Rachelle was just about to drop the her knees when Avery pulled her further into the locker room, desiring even more privacy. They quickly moved towards the lavatory alcove, entered the largest stall, and slammed the door behind them. The two locked eyes and Avery gave a nod. Rachelle needed no further encouragement and she sank down, reached up Avery’s skirt, hooked her thumbs around her friend’s panties, and pulled them down. Avery kicked the pre-cum smeared garment away even as Rachelle lifted the front of her skirt and exposed her modest penis. It wasn’t the biggest Rachelle had ever seen, but at this moment it was the only dick she wanted.
Rachelle leaned in and began to kiss, lick, and suckle on Avery’s hard cock. A moan escaped Avery’s mouth before she slapped a hand over it, the other hand snapping behind her and grabbing the stall’s assistance bar for support as her knees went weak. Rachelle continued to work in earnest, Avery’s pleasure her only care. Avery wanted a mind blowing, enthusiastic, blowjob experience. While her boyfriend would only sucker her off enough to get her off and then ask for his turn in return, Rachelle was going to deliver the most perfect blowjob Avery could imagine in her wildest dreams. After all, Avery had won the jackpot.
The two lost track of time as Rachelle’s ministrations intensified. When Rachelle began to deep throat her cock, Avery abandoned trying to hide her moans and grabbed on to the support bar with both hands. Rachel continued to suck, lick, and play with Avery; keeping her on the edge, prolonging her pleasure. Avery was in a world of her own, nothing existed except for the intense pleasure pulsing through her rod. Eventually, Avery couldn't hold out any longer and felt her balls tighten as a surge of cum erupted out of her cock and into her best friend’s mouth. Rachelle greedily sucked it all up, as she instinctively knew that Avery would want her to swallow.
Avery was breathing heavily and her head was spinning. She continued to hold on to the rail, afraid to trust her wobbly knees to fully support her. Rachelle felt the intense desire fade away and felt herself regain control. Ironically enough for their location, Rachelle often equated these “payout sessions” to using the bathroom. When you really need to go, it’s all you can think of. After being able to relieve yourself, you forgot about it and move on with your day. Rachelle was not at all concerned or troubled that she had given her best friend head. Hers was far from the first dick she had sucked off, and neither was Avery the first girl she'd been with. What did concerned her was the time.
“Shit! Fourth hour is more than half done! Good thing there’s no classes using the gym today. But I really need to get to class. See you at lunch tomorrow!”
Avery nodded in silence as her friend rushed off. Once she had finally gotten her knees to stop shaking in post-orgasmic bliss, she turned towards the toilet and relieved herself. She shook the lingering drops of urine off of her dick before hitting the toilet plunger. The contents swirled around in the bowl before being swallowed by Jennifer’s gaping mouth at the bottom of the toilet bowl. She tried to garble out a comment, but the water rushed back in and covered her face before she could speak. However, from the aroused look on her face, Avery imagined she was trying to say she had enjoyed the show.
Avery looked down at her underwear in the bathroom floor and wrinkled her nose. There was no way she was going to put them back on. Besides, the thought of freeballing beneath her skirt was deliciously enticing. She daintily picked them up and threw them into a trash can before moving over to the sink and vigorously washing her hands. She then moved to the blowdryer who just happened to be shaped in the bust of a young woman, and pressed her chrome nipple. Marci’s mouth snapped open and hot air blasted out of her mouth on to Avery’s hands.
Avery gave no thought to the fact that both the hand dryer and toilet were alive, that her best friend was a triple-titted sexual slot machine, or that she had a cock. There was nothing she saw as out of the ordinary. She was only thinking one thing.
I need ask Rachelle for another pull tomorrow...
