There is love, but war

But was that what he wanted? Billy looked at Graham. He was hot. He was popular. He was powerful. And more importantly, he wanted Billy. He wanted Billy so badly, that he would do anything. Billy could get anything he wanted from him now, including more of this wonderful feeling.

Well, not Billy. Candy. Candy could get all this and more.

"Uuunh," grunted Graham. "I'm gunna cum."

Panic crept over Billy. If Graham came in his pussy, he'd lose this body forever. He could never be Candy again, never know this power or this pleasure.

"Cum in my ass," he demanded as the first thing he could think of.

"What?" asked Graham, his thrusting slowing.

"Cum in my ass."

"I don't have any lube."

"Then cum on my tits. Cum on my face. Cum anywhere."

"I thought you were on the pill?"

Graham kept thrusting idly. Billy checked the time: 4:14.

"I want to swallow. Please, cum down my throat."

Graham smirked. "You want to swallow Daddy's big load?"

"Yes! Daddy, please. Whatever you want. Yes. Please. Let me swallow it. Let me swallow your big load."

Graham obliged and slid his cock out of Candy's sweet pussy. Candy moaned loudly as it teased her sensitive lips, but she wasted no time. She sat up, bringing her mouth close to Graham's cock. Graham began to pump, and Candy impersonated all the porn she'd seen. She tilted her head back, smiled, and opened her mouth wide.

Graham pumped two more times, then moaned and shot the first rope of cum. It went over Candy's face, some of it getting in her eye, but she immediately closed her mouth around Graham's cock and felt shot after shot hit the roof of her mouth, the back of her throat, filling her with Graham's seed. It didn't taste so bad, and at least, it meant that she'd done it. Candy had passed the Slut-Box Challenge.

When Graham was done, Candy fell down to the grass. Graham seemed to wilt, but Candy needed to cum, she was too wound up. Eagerly, for the first time, she started to play with her new clitty. It was nothing like playing with a cock. For every ounce of pleasure with a cock, there was a pound of pleasure for a clit. Candy started slowly, but quickly made large and aggressive circles over her pussy. She dipped her fingers into her soaked pussy to lubricate it and increased her speed.