"Of course I expect you not to fall into a life of monotony following the vows. Marriage vows are quaint things and would only tend to get in the way of all the fun."
Unlike her big sister, "monotony" was precisely the word Vivian wanted, but the message is just the same. She wants to keep seeing you. Wants to keep seeing Rose too, now that you think of it. Vivian is equally the bohemian her sister is, or perhaps moreso, even if she dresses her perversions up with high-vaunted language.
"I'll let you suck his dick on Tuesdays and Thursdays, with advance notice," Rose says.
Vivian rests her cheek on her fist and smirks at Rose. "As well as Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays... and no need for prior notification, that would simply be a mood killer. I am not a selfish girl, though -- far from it. Perhaps I'll be gracious and permit you to retain full custody on alternating Sundays."
"Could you two not talk about me like I'm a piece of meat?" You say. "I'm a human being, you know."
"Shut up," Rose tells you.
Vivian pushes her seat back from her desk and stands. "This discussion has made me amorous. I trust, Alabaster, that you are agreeable to letting me fellate you?"
"Now hold on--" Rose begins.
"Sure," you say.
"Excellent. Will you ejaculate inside me?"
Rose is appalled. "This is absolutely--"
"Of course," you say. "Where do you want it?"
"My vagina, preferably. But I know you will ejaculate wherever you please, so there is no point lodging requests. I am yours to use."
"This is not why we're here!" Rose complains. "My goodness, you two. You're like animals--"
Vivian swivels her head to coldly regard Rose. "Why must you prattle and protest so? Take off your clothes and join us. It is obvious you want to." For her part, she's already stripping out of her ostentatious black dress.
Rose makes a disgusted face. You shrug at her. And then Vivian, now wearing only a tiny pair of satin panties and a matching bra that's definitely unnecessary, is on her knees before you. The contrast of her obsidian black underwear with her nearly albino white skin tone is as alluring as always.
She's tugging weakly at your belt buckle. You help her get it undone and unzip your pants for her too. Soon her small, searching fingers find your hardening cock and pull it through your fly. The soft flesh of her hands is cool against your prick. It points proudly up from between your slightly spread legs, curved, already producing precum. Vivian licks her lips. The thing is almost as big as her entire head, and if you didn't know any better, you'd think fucking her with it would be physically impossible. But while Vivian may be frail, she's a surprisingly resilient little slut when it comes to getting your big fat prick inside her.
She lazily masturbates you with both hands corkscrewing, and just enjoys the sight of your dick from up close, underneath it. It's one of her favorite places to be, in a position of total submission to your cock. She pauses a couple times to get its leaky tip under her nose and sniff it -- smearing your cock juice all over her upper lip in the process.
"You two are disgusting -- absolute pigs."
"That is quite right," Vivian coos, still playing with your now fully erect cock. She stares longingly into your eyes and says: "I am a pig... I am a sow for cock... yes." She breaks eye contact with you now, glances up at Rose. "Please don't be jealous. A massive penis like this cannot be satisfied with just one partner, but needs multiple women to pleasure it. Doesn't it? It is no one's fault. Alabaster's penis needs to inseminate as many orifices as it can find... and we helpless to do anything other than offer ours up for his personal use. Please, now, come here and assist me... I rather enjoy working on him in pairs..."
Rose is an open book to Vivian. She was right: your fiancée can protest against your degeneracy all she wants, but that degeneracy is mutual. Vivian's little speech has Rose shifting uncomfortably in her chair, rubbing her fat thighs together, and chewing her lip.
You prod her another way. "I'm gonna fuck Vivian. You can get fucked too if you want, but you won't stop us either way -- why not be part of it, then?"
Tremblingly, Rose slides out of her chair and gets on her knees on the carpeted floor. Vivian is more than accommodating, and scoots a bit to the side to make room for her new partner.
"Rose, do you like kissing girls?" Vivian asks.
Rose sort of half shrugs, half shakes her head.
"Excellent. Do you want to kiss me between Alabaster's cock?"
Rose is mute but her eyes are half-lidded and glimmering with lust. Vivian, taking that as a yes, grabs your dick by the base and pulls it down towards her lips. And though her lips are very small, they're nice and wet and hot against your shaft when she kisses it. Clasping Rose behind her head, she pulls her into a passionate kiss that makes you moan in sheer delight. Your dick is too fat for their lips to meet from opposite sides, but their tongues snake out and mingle with one another, coating the sensitive underside with their collective drool as they lewdly make out and suckle on you. To add to your pleasure, they each lay a hand around the base, and work together to jerk you off too. Their wonderful technique squeezes out a few thick, transparent streams of fuckslop from your piss slit, that trickle down by gravity and mix with their saliva. They don't seem to care about this added humiliation.
Vivian is bolder still, and reaches out for Rose's chest as they kiss. She molests Rose's tits through the material of her blouse, causing her to whine and squirm. But neither girl breaks the kiss. Their tongues lick and swab your cock all over, and soon the two girls have you almost ready to cum on their faces.
But Vivian won't let the proceedings end so quickly. She pulls away from servicing you. Rose, who's a bigger sow for cock than Vivian could ever hope to be, uses the opportunity to claim you all for herself. She clutches your shaft to her face and rubs it all over herself, her forehead, cheeks, nose, and lips, basking in the slimy degradation. She would keep going until you pop off and hose her down with a creamy load, but Vivian grabs her by the collar, and rips her blouse open. Buttons go flying. Rose recoils, howling in protest: "What the fuck!"
"Keep sucking his cock," Vivian instructs. "I want to play with your breasts."
"You horrible little--" Rose begins, but you grab a fistful of hair and roughly force her back towards your waiting prick. Her anger over a ruined blouse can wait -- you need to cum. You push yourself past her pink lips and into her warm, moist, cunt-hole of a mouth. Such a nice sensation.
Vivian reaches behind Rose and undoes her bra. Rose always has trouble getting bras in her size and usually wears ones that are uncomfortably small. So when Vivian gets the clasp undone, Rose's already humongous tits seem to grow even bigger, springing free and expanding, practically shooting the bra off her body.
"Oh my~" Vivian says haughtily. "Such indecent things. You really are a whore, Rose."
Roses gasps but cannot say anything in response, not with your prickhead scraping against her tonsils. Vivian falls to all fours and gets underneath her. With both hands, she tests the heft of Rose's udders. Her dainty fingers seem to disappear into the flesh as she presses up on them from the underside and feels how heavy they truly are. There's a bit of jealousy in the way she handles them and marvels at them. For Vivian, jealousy always leads to anger, and anger to a desire to punish. She wraps her lips around one of Rose's big pink nipples and suckles on it, but after a few moments, this playful little bit of oral stimulation turns violent. She purposely begins to scrape her teeth against it, back and forth, turning it raw and bright red. Rose hisses and tries to pull back, her shoulders wriggling. But you grasp her by the hair with both hands, down at the roots, and keep her firmly planted on your sawing cock. You really don't give a shit what Vivian does to her. The wet hole of her mouth is bringing you off, and that's all that matters right now.
Vivian's abusive treatment of Rose's tit-meat gets even more vicious. Turning to the other nipple now, Vivian bites down on it, and lightly grinds it between her incisors. Tauntingly, to mix some pleasure with the agony, she also flicks it with the tip of her tongue. Rose has no idea what to do with these conflicting stimulations, and begins to shiver as you fuck her face. Her throat filled with fuckmeat, her squeals are nothing more than pleasant vibrations against your genitals that only serve to make you feel even better.
Rose isn't in a mood to tolerate this kind of hard use for much longer. She finally pushes herself off your horny cock, and gets away from Vivian's curious mouth. Enraged, she hauls off, and punches Vivian -- hard, right in the tummy, making Vivian fall to her back with a shocked, agonized gurgle. Rose wasn't fucking around with that blow. The force of it has made Vivian foam at the mouth a little, and a trickle of urine escapes her little pussy as she lies on the ground. But when Vivian rises again to her butt, despite the foam and drool at the corners of her mouth, and the mess she made of her panties, she's grinning happily. "That was fun. Hit me more."
This catches Rose so off-guard that it totally defuses her anger. She just huffs and stares in awe at this pale little girl who doesn't care, whatsoever, who is doing what to who -- just as long as it feels good.
Vivian scooches herself forward now, takes your prick in hand, and stares up at you. "Would you like the use of my mouth again, Alabaster?"
You nod. She immediately swallows your cock in her hungry maw. Her tiny jaw looks almost ready to dislocate as she gapes it open and forces your fleshy pole into the back of her throat. Though she has plenty of experience sucking you off, the physical reality of your size difference means she still gags horribly when she deepthroats you. Her retching and heaving against your dick feel great, especially how it brings up rivers of slimy drool from her gullet that hotly coat your shaft. All that saliva makes pretty little bubbles around the edges of her thinly-stretched lips. It messes up her makeup and runs down her chin. She bounces her throat up and down on your prick like she's fucking you with her cunt, and doesn't let her gagging slow her down.
Rose stands and pulls your face towards hers, kissing you sweetly. "At least she knows her place," she whispers.
"I don't think she even has a concept of place," you reply. "You could learn a thing or two from her..."
Rose frowns at you. But then she can't stop herself, and kisses you again. You make out with her for long, wonderful minutes while the noises of Vivian's retching mouth fill the room, and you enjoy the rivulets of her drool running down your cock. You can hardly believe how sexy it feels, her little tongue's wagging, the tightness of her esophagus. Rose reaches down into her skirt, and plays with her pussy while you kiss. The aroma of female arousal hangs heavy in the air, Rose's and Vivian's both, two girls whose pussies get all hot and wet and horny from servicing your dick.
"Why don't you help me fuck her?" You ask Rose.
"Hmm?" She doesn't want to talk, she just wants to run her tongue through your mouth and jill herself off. She tenaciously keeps kissing you even as you try to suggest the next thing.
"Help me punish her," you say.
"Hmm hmm~" she laughs, still kissing you, but finally she manages: "How?"
"Hold her while I rape her..."
Rose's eyes glint. Her hand against her pussy moves even faster.
You gently beckon Vivian to her feet. You're not sure how much of that conversation she overheard, so you politely inform her: "I'm going to rape you now."
A bubble of spit pops between her lips, and the delicate features of her face are messily blurred beneath a thick coating of slime. She replies hoarsely: "yes, of course. Rape me to your heart's content."
"Rose is going to help."
"She should. The more people you get to rape me, the better."
Rose tugs Vivian's panties to her feet and Vivian obediently steps out of them. Rose gets her bra off next. And now Vivian, petite little Vivian, barely more developed than a prepubescent girl, stands naked but entirely unashamed before you.
Rose rubs her chest from behind, and remarks: "fucking pathetic. You don't even have tits. No wonder Alabaster likes fucking me more."
With her other hand, she reaches down between Vivian's legs and plays with her sloppy pussy. Vivian shudders and bows her head. She loves being verbally assaulted, and she loves being physically assaulted even more.
"Get her in my lap," you instruct.
Rose does as ordered and forces Vivian up into your chair with you.
"Get my dick in her."
Rose reaches into your lap from between Vivian's knees, takes your cock-shaft in hand and steers it back towards the slightly parted opening of her vulva. Vivian lightly clutches your shoulders for support. But then you snap: "no hands," so Rose, an eager assistant in Vivian's total debasement, roughly takes Vivian's wrists and pins them behind her back. Now, pressing down on the little girl's shoulders, Rose gets your cock stuffed into Vivian's pussy.
Vivian's flat body goes stiff. You lean back, hands interlaced behind your head, and enjoy the tight confines of her child-sized vagina. Rose, bearing down on Vivian with all her weight, gets you bottomed out inside her. Your prick juts up against, and then pops right through, the opening of her cervix. You're all the way inside Vivian's sucking womb. Its walls wrap around the tip of your dick like a form-fitting onahole. Fucking a girl straight up to her uterus is a rare and deliciously perverted pleasure, and Vivian is among your favorite to do it to. Seeding her up, right in her baby-room, always gives you some of your most powerful orgasms. But of course Vivian was right; you need all the orifices you can get for your horny prick to cum inside of.
"Move her up and down," you growl.
"Of course," Rose purrs.
She holds Vivian about the waist and tugs her body up and down. Vivian is so small and light that even unathletic Rose has no trouble with it. It's as if Rose is just jerking you off with a particularly realistic cocksleeve. You sigh deeply in contentment. Vivian, overwhelmed by your size, stares blankly and brokenly back at you. Whether she even registers anymore what is happening to her is anyone's guess. But somehow she's enjoying herself -- if her clamping, juicing little cuntlet is any indication. You buck your hips, half involuntarily, and fuck back against her.
"I need to cum," Rose grunts. "Fuck, I need to cum..."
You roll your eyes. "Fine. I'll do all the work." You take over for her, grabbing Vivian's thin hips, and masturbate yourself inside her body. Rose, gulping down air, stumbles backward and leans her tailbone against Vivian's desktop. She hikes up her skirt, baring her naked innie of a pussy, and starts rubbing her clit frantically.
She grunts as she masturbates: "Rape her... rape her... rape that fucking cunt..."
Not that Rose should get all the enjoyment. You clasp Vivian's chin and pull her into a sweet kiss as you pound her. Rose never particularly likes seeing you kiss another girl, even after all you've done together, but right now her mind is so fucked up and high on sexual pleasure that she can't stop playing with herself. Rose squirts her girl-cum all over the floor of the office, wailing, as you rape Vivian's mouth with your tongue and rape her twat with your cock.
Gritting your teeth, you feel a surge of adrenaline and then that wonderful rush of semen up your urethra. You cock pulses, throbs, and then squirts -- right against the back wall of Vivian's too-small womb. The volume of your jism quickly fills her tiny fuckhole and seeps out all around you, staining your pants, and smearing her bald cunt lips with pearly white cream. Rose throws her head back, eyes tightly closed, and surrenders to a rolling orgasm of her own. She mashes her clitoris and digs her fingers through her quim and gyrates her hips, cumming and cumming and cumming. It's such a nice sight to accompany dropping a load up this elegant billionaire's cunt.