"Fuck me…" It wasn't her brain speaking, but her perverted pussy.
Keri was pressed against the wall, her breasts feeling heavy, as she wrapped her legs around Brutus's waist. She wanted him to cum so badly. Her heaving tits pressed firmly against his muscular chest, her nipples tingled against his chest hair. Milk poured from her lactating teats, dousing his torso with cream, while he himself explored the moist depths of her sex.
Keri didn't even have to worry about passing her final tests. She had given a more than passable series of sexual favors in return for being able to spend more time doing what she loved. Right now that was Brutus's amazing cock. She wanted it to ruin her; she wanted it to reshape her strangely tightened insides, so that no one, not even Fynn Burns, could pleasure her the same way.
Now that she had so much extra time on her hands, she spent it liberally in the fraternity house. While Keri was being railed like complete whore, Sena dangling from the wall, her rear end being used as a fuck toy while she was pinned in the hole in the wall. Her laden breasts hanged to the floor, her arms were shaking, while she was destroyed by whoever was on the other side. She tried to speak every so often, but Keri found each word a stuttering mess and mostly incoherent.
"I'm about to—" Brutus grunted each syllable. It was clear given his body language that he wanted to draw himself back, to prevent ejaculating inside.
"Don't you dare pull out!" Keri kept him locked against her. Her legs locked firmly around his waist, and she fought to keep him from getting loose.
When he finally did erupt, ejaculating harder than she initially expected, Keri gasped with pleasure, feeling his little soldiers charge into her unprotected womb. She felt the burning spear of his initial load slamming against her cervix, which caused her toes to clench, and her own orgasm to rise hard to the surface. She spasmed, her inner walls clamping down around him, so hard it nearly squeezed him out. But she kept her legs locked around him, which might've even pained him, but
Brutus didn't complain, emptying his balls inside her warmth.
"Thank you…" Keri breathed. Her legs finally surrendered, giving out, but only after she was certain his load had been delivered.
"You're crazy, you know that?" Brutus kept her steady so she wouldn't slump to the floor in orgasmic pleasure.
Keri let him guide her down, and just looked up at him, the head of his shaft still gooey. "Let me polish that off for you." Her eyes sparkled.
Keri leaned in, sinking her laps around his plump rod. While not as large and impressive as Fynn's, it was still girthy, well-shaped, and more than enough to overpower her tight pussy. A little light choking, and that was all the extra she needed to give her a climax close to what Fynn could provide. She sucked on his impressive-enough member, basking in the harsh and bitter taste. Slurping up his salty leftovers, mixed with her own lady cum, made her feel somehow rejuvenated.
"You're starting to scare me girl." Brutus looked down at her with a worrying look. "You've changed beyond all recognition."
"I'm still the same old me," Keri offered a laugh. "If anything, I feel even more… Me. So tell me something, darling," She leaned forward, showing him the left over semen on her tongue, "how more can I be of service to you?"
Brutus reached out, cupping her chin in the palm of his hand. He was already growing hard again.
"How about you worship my cock, and tell me how much you like it."
"Oh yes daddy," Keri licked the side of his shaft from base to tip. "I love sucking your huge cock!"
"Don't call me daddy," Brutus groaned.
"Oh darling," Keri smirked, cupping his balls. "I'm sorry, let me make it up to you."
She felt herself sinking ever since her ravishment, sinking into a great ocean of masochistic bliss. There was nothing she wouldn't do now if her sisters ordered it. But right now, even without another sister in sight other than Sena, all she wanted was to serve at the pleasure of this man. Her body was his to control, his to break and ruin should he so desire, and nothing could get in the way of that.
It was heaven.
Her gag reflex was still there, although it wasn't nearly as strong. The moment a secondary ejaculation slammed the back of her throat, she choked ever so slightly, letting the warm gooey cream sink down her throat. Satisfied by his bitter flavor, she licked the tip of his erection, causing just a small drop of semen to roll out.
Brutus was shaking, his gland still throbbing against Keri's tongue. She sucked it just a bit longer before releasing him. The moment he slid out, she made sure to blow a small greasy bubble through her lips, as if to further highlight how slovenly she had become.
The look on his face was hard to read. She got the sense he thought this was some kind of fantasy, and also… It seemed like he was partially disturbed by her wanton lasciviousness.
She rose to her feet, while keeping a hand on his shaft. Her nipple piercings were starting to vibrate, shooting waves of enhanced pleasure through her chest. A thick droplet of milk was budding along the lip of her areola, building until rolling down her curves.
Brutus watched, amazed, until feeling drawn to drink from her breast.
Keri didn't mind that, she let him suckle from her endowment, and saw it as more than an equivalent exchange. His tongue rolled against the vibrating stud, which seemed to amuse him. It certainly amused her.
A few minutes strolled by, Keri gasping with pleasure as he helped to relieve her pent-up breasts, when suddenly Keri felt something else lurch to the surface. She rushed to the bathroom, nearly tripping on floor, and barely made it to the sink in time before throwing up. She hated seeing all that delicious semen go to waste, but she couldn't stop herself. She heaved until her legs started to give way, and then was thankful that Brutus was there to help guide her over to the toilet so she could finish dry-heaving.
"S-sorry," Keri murmured in between violent surges. She felt lightheaded, and horribly nauseous.
"Are you ok?" He asked.
Keri thought about it for a moment. Her body wasn't feeling right. Somehow, however, instinctively, she knew the cause. Or at least, she suspected. Only once the sudden bout of morning sickness had passed, did she dare give credence to her thoughts.
"Brutus," she started with a dry tone. "I think… I think I might be pregnant."