The Bling Ring, But with More Sex (Patreon)

Also, if you are unfamiliar with my writing, place proceed with cation. They are pretty fucked up and gross. 

Themes: lesbians, teens, incest, twink boys, anal sex, masturbation, urination, rough sex, bullying. 

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It was another scorching hot day in the City of Los Ninfas, which was going through the second week of a record heat-wave. The heat was oppressive enough to keep most of the city indoors, but it wasn't enough to keep Sydney Downing, her twin brother Caden Downing, and her best friend Sue Nami away from the skate-park, especially since they'd have most of it to themselves. Sydney and Caden had just turned eighteen, but they were both fairly small for their age, Caden especially. If it hasn't been for her pretty face and recently developed bustline, Sydney could have probably passed for a boy herself. She had always acted like a boy, talked like a boy, and dressed like a boy, but after puberty had gotten its way with her Sydney would never be able to pass for a boy again. Although her she kept her messy brown hair cut short, it was unintentional stylish. Although she never wore makeup, she didn't need to. She had naturally puffy lips that were just a shade darker than her warmly tanned skin. She never wore mascara, but her eyelashes were natural thick and long. She did her best to constrain her swelling breasts with a tight sports bras and baggy t-shirts, but her breasts were too perky and full to hide. All the sports she played had done amazing things for her figure, giving her a narrow toned waist, round accentuated hips, and a solid butt that you could bounce a quarter off of. Sydney Downing was—despite her every intention—one of the hottest girls at Los Ninfa High School. 

She didn't hate being hot. She liked the attention it got her from the cool sexy boys at school, like 'Dreamy' Dante Hollande, who she'd give a blowjob to once in awhile even though he was dating  Sadie Wetwood, the most popular girl in school. Sydney wasn't trying to steal Dante or anything. She didn't want a boyfriend. She just wanted to suck a nice big cock once in awhile, and it helped that it was attached to the boyfriend of a blond bimbo cheerleader bitch-queen who she absolutely hated. Sydney like causing problems. She liked being a troublemaker. 

The heat had caused Sydney to dress a bit skimpier than she usually prefered. As she rolled around the skatepark on her favorite skateboard (it had an explicitly pornograpihc print on the bottom of a Japanese school-girl being raped by tentacles), all she had one was a small sports-bra, a pair of skimpy running shorts which kept bunching up in her ass, becoming a thong, a pair of mismatched sneakers, fingerless gloves, and a backwards baseball cap on her head. Her toned body glistened with sweat, and although she was only vaguely aware of it, the expression on her naturally perfect face was sensual to the point of almost being orgasmic. Sydney was a little horny, as she skated around the park. Skating made her horny for some reason, as did the heat. She had spent the entire night before masterbating to random porn GIFs on the internet, but she was still horny today. 

"I'm bored," Sydney said to her Caden and Sue as she stopped and kicked her skateboard up into her hands. "I want to do something bad. Do we have any fireworks?"

"We used the last of them blowing up my old dolls last weekend," said Sue Nami, who was rolling around the park on her roller-skates. 

Sue Nami was a cute eighteen year old Japanese-American girl, and one of Sydney's oldest friends. Sue was one of the cuter nerds in school, and was borderline popular, not that she cared. She had perfect grades, was admired by her teachers, and was the school's champion spelling bee contender, but she was also a bit of a hellion. Sue had a penchant for blowing things up or setting them on fire, and not always in the name of science. She had been on the FBI's watch list since she was thirteen because of a mishap with an exploding birthday cake that nearly tore a house down. Most people wouldn't expect her to be dangerous though. She was too cute, with her round face, big black eyes, and long black hair. She usually dressed like a sugary pink Disney princess, but the heat had forced her into a tiny yellow crop-top and a frilly white mini-skirt. She looked a bit childish in all her padding, wearing a helmet, elbow-pads, and kneepads, but Sue didn't mind looking childish. Sue actually cared very little what anyone thought of her. She excelled at school because it was easy. She was nice to people because she was nice. She dressed like a dork because she enjoyed dressing like a dork. She masterbated frequently because she was akways horny. She was as much a creature of 'id' as Sydney was, even though they expressed their baser desires differently.  

Sydney grumbled. "Okay. No fireworks. What about some cans of spray-paint? We go any of those? I want to paint a huge black cock on that wall over there."

"Mom confiscated them all after you painted that big black cock on the neighbor's' garage, remember?" said Caden Downing, Sydney's twin brother, who was sitting in the shade of a tree and playing a game on his smartphone.

Caden was Sydney's younger brother (younger by only a few minutes), and he was very much her mirror image. If Sydney was a girl with all the qualities of a badass boy, then Caden was a boy with all the most feminine qualities of a girl. He was pretty, as she was, but the same features which made Sydney gorgeous made her brother into a twink. He had big green eyes, a button-nose, pouty lips, and a slender physique that made him look like a ballerina. He was cute, but not in the way that made girls wet their panties. He was cute in the way that made girls pat him on the head and treat him like a gay puppy. Caden had all the qualities of a gay best friend, which every girl in school wanted, but Caden insisted that he wasn't gay. In truth, he wasn't. Caden was a desperately horny little eighteen year old boy who had to masterbate his little three-inch dick several times a day just to get by, but what he really needed was some hot pussy. No girl at school would fuck him though. Most thought he was gay, and even if they hadn't, none of them wanted to waste their time fucking a three-inch stub-dick that wouldn't get them off, not when Los Ninfas High School had plenty of six-foot tall beefy studs with big donkey-dicks the size of a girl's forearm. 

At his lowest moment, Caden had even begged Sue for a pity-fuck. Sue laughed at him the first time, mocked him the second time, and spat on him the third time. Sue had standards. She didn't have any pity either. She wasn't really into hooking up with guys anyway. She really did prefer masterbation, or sometimes having some lesbian playtime with Sydney or the other girls in school. Sue only hooked up with boys if it was to have a three-way with Sydney, and even then all Sue would do was suck the boy's cock and lick his balls. She wouldn't kiss the boy, and she'd never let a dick inside her pussy. The closest she ever let Caden get to her was when the masterbated together, or one time when she let him hide in the closet while she and Sydney had a three-way with Dante. 

"Lame," Sydney groaned. "Lame. Bored. Hot. Horny. Frustrated." She sat down on her skateboard and rolled around the tree where her brother was sitting.

"Want to give Dante a call?" Sue suggested with a feline smile on her cute face. "I'm horny too. We could entice him with a threeway. Caden, you can watch from the closet again, if you're a good boy," Sue giggled, and winked at him. 

"Sadie's family took him to their beach house upstate for the weekend," Sydney grumbled. "He's probably fucking her brains out right now, and I bet her parents are cool with it because they're so fucking liberal or whatever."

"Lame," Sue shrugged, and went back to roller-skating without a care in the world. 

"Do you have a joint?" Sydney asked, laying down on the grass next to her brother.

Caden shook his head "no," but Sue nodded "yes." She looked around to make sure they were alone—they were—and with a sweet giggle she lifted up her frilly white mini-skirt, flashing her cute pink panties to Sydney and Caden. Caden blushed. Sydney bit her lip and smiled. Sue pulled her panties down to her knees and produced from the sweaty crotch a little plastic bag with two short blunts in them. She skated over without pulling her panties up or her skirt down. Her air felt good against her naked pussy, which was totally hairless and swollen like a peach. Caden had seen Sue naked plenty of times, but each time was like the first time for the horny little virgin boy, and his three-inch dick sprang up like a light-switch. 

"You're cute," Sydney said to Sue. She took the blunts, lit one with a lighter, took a deep drag, and offered the blunt up to Sue, but that's not what Sue wanted. Sue got on her knees between Sydney's legs and leaned in for a kiss. Sue sucked the weed smoke from Sydney's mouth and she blew it out at Caden, giggling. Caden's little penis grew so stiff it nearly snapped. 

"Wow, you are horny," Sydney laughed, and she gave Sue's pasty white ass a spank. Sue laughed and began rubbing her body against Sydney. She knew that no one was around, but even if someone had been, she wasn't really that shy about being naughty in public. Sue would shamelessly masterbated on the schoolbus during field trips, just because she knew that no one would stop her.  

"Finger me?" Sue asked, almost pleadingly. 

"Of course, sweetie," Sydney said. 

Sue rolled on he back between Caden and Sydney, and Sydney leaned on top of her to get a good angle. She planted her hand on Sue's hairless pussy and and began gently working it with two fingers. Sue began to moan immediately. Her cunt was already wet and nearly swollen shut. Sydney knew she could make her friend cum with two flicks of her finger, but Sydney wanted to toy with Sue a bit longer than that, so she just teased her friend's clit and kept the horny Asian girl on the edge. Sue began to whine and thrust her pussy up into Sydney's hand, but Sydney knew Sue's body as well as her own, and she kept the girl hanging. Sydney wanted to makes Sue beg for it. 

"You two are so gay," Caden mumbled, looking away and trying not to feel jealous or awkward.

Sydney and Sue were not gay, not in their minds. They were just two friends who helped each other get off. One girl giving another a finger-bang was no different than giving her a backrub. This was just how friends acted, which Caden would know, if he had any male friends. Sydney was certain that all the boys at school were circlejerking over the weekends, just like the girls were.

"Sydney," Sue whimpered. "Stop playing around and make me cum! I'm starting to feel faint."

Sydney was about to hit Sue's g-spot and pop her friend's pussy like a pineapple piñata, but she got distracted by a car driving by. It wasn't any regular car, but a decked out ivory white BMW, top of the line, with platinum rims, a silver hood ornament of a naked woman, and gold trim on the license plates which read "SEX."

"Holy shit," Sydney gasped. "That's Beverly Hilton's car!"

Beverly Hilton was the hottest and most controversial popstar at the moment, and probably one of the sexiest social-media celebrities who had ever lived. Even Sydney kind of liked her, but only because Beverly Hilton was a badass bitch who used men like they were disposable sex-toys, and never apologized for anything. Her hottest single at the moment was "Rape Me Harder," which was a remix of last year's summer hit, "Rape Me Softly." Everything Beverly Hilton did was explicitly pornographic and inarguably exploitive. She used pornstars in her music videos, got in violent fights with other popstars, and loudly bragged about how she only dated drug-dealers and gangster with twelve-inch cocks. She was so controversial that she was banned from performing in several countries, but she could still rake in a hundred million for doing a private show for some Saudi prince. She was very much a paragon of the zeitgeist.

Beverly Hilton's car rolled by and drove up the onramp for the airport. Beverly was probably on her way to some show in New York, or London, who the moon, or wherever. That realization tickled Sydney's naughty-nerve. She looked up to the mesa where all the rich people in Los Ninfas lived, all the celebrities and high-powered lawyers and shit, and she got an idea. 

Sydney stood up, got on her skateboard, and kicked herself forward. 

"Come on, losers," Sydney said to Sue and Caden. "I've got a fun idea."  

"B-b-but what about me?" Sue cried. "I was just about cum! Don't blue-ball me, Sydney! SYDNEY!"

"Gonna have to follow me if you want to get off, baby," Sydney laughed. "That, or have Caden finish you off."

Caden perked up with hope in his eyes. "Um . . . Yeah! I could help you out, Sue. If you want."

Sue pouted angrily, took the lit blunt, and put it out against Caden's bare thigh. Caden whimpered like a kicked puppy but didn't resist. He was too much of a bitch to fight back, and they both knew it. 

Sue got back onto her skates, pulled her panties up, and raced after Sydney. Caden poured some water on the burn on his thigh, and then got on his bike to follow. 

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"Have you ever heard of a movie called 'The Bling Ring?'" Sydney asked Sue and Caden as they rolled into the wealthiest neighborhood in town. It couldn't technically be gated because of a local ordinance, but there were definitely some rent-a-cops patrolling the streets. 

"That one with Emma Watson?" Caden asked. 

"Mmmm. So hot," Sue moaned. "I'd go lesbian in an instant for Emma Watson. I bet her pussy tastes like vanilla and strawberries."

"Yeah, me too," Syndey agreed, "but back to my point. 'The Bling Ring' is this awesome story about a bunch of really smart cool kids who break into the houses of celebrities while the celebrities aren't around, and they get to play with all kinds of awesome shit, and have cool parties, and cool shit like all that shit."  

"Do they ever get caught?" Caden asked. 

"I don't know," Sydney shrugged. "I never finished it."

"So . . . Are we—"

"Breaking into Beverly Hilton's mansion?" Sydney finished. "Fuck yeah!"

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Caden protested at first—because he was a whiny little fag-bitch—but Sydney and Sue were both ecstatic over the idea, and he followed them despite his misgivings—because he was a whiny little fag-bitch. Beverly Hilton's mansion wasn't hard to find. It was the one with giant gold statues of people having sex in the front yard, and all three of the teens recognized it. Over a hundred different pornos had been filmed at Beverly's mansion, some of them featuring a young eighteen year old Beverly Hilton herself, which had been quite a controversial career move, considering she had once been a child actor on a family show.

Despite all expectation to the contrary, getting over the front gate took less than a second, and once they were over, the three intruders felt comfortably out of sight. Beverly's mansion was a sprawling estate of Californian decadence, with palm trees and oleander hedges ringing the property. They were high enough up the mesa that they could see most of the town, the beach, and an endless stretch of ocean. The front yard was bigger than the Downing and Nakamura houses combined, and it was divided into several sections by rosebushes and erotic statuary.

"Oh shit, look at this stud," Sue giggled as she ran over to a big marble statue of a naked African male. His muscles were bulging, his posture was seated, and his foot-long marble cock was totally erect. "Take my picture with him!"

Sydney pulled out her phone and snapped some pictures of Sue playing with the stud statue. She sat on his lap and held his big dig between her legs like it was her own. She knelt before it and kissed the heavy marble balls. She pulled up her shirt and pressed her small breasts up against the shaft. Then she licked the marble cock, and she spat. 

"Gross!" Sue spat. "I think I just tasted someone's old pussy-juice."

"Oh! Maybe it's Beverly's!" Sydney exclaimed. "You just tasted Beverly's old pussy-juice! That's so cool!"

"Guys," Caden whined. "I really don't think we should be doing this."

"Shut up, pussy," Sydney snapped at her brother. 

"Yeah," Sue agreed. "Grow a dick, you pussy!"

"Hey!" Sydney laughed. "Let's go see if the house is unlocked!"

"Totally!" Sue agreed. 

The girls scampered off, laughing and prancing like gay little faeries, and Caden followed—because he was a whiny little fag-bitch. 

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Caden hoped that his sister's little excursion on the wildside would end when the discovered that the front door was locked, but as the gods would have it, the front door was not locked. It swung open, revealing a massive foyer dominated by a large staircase leading up to the second floor, one hallway leading into what looked like a dining room, and another that lead into a large living room. Sydney and Sue screamed and ran in separate directions, intentionally knocking shit over, including an expensive locking vase that was inexplicably filled with condoms. 

"Holy shit!" Sydney laughed. "What does Beverly Hilton have a vase full of condoms for?"

"I don't know, but it's awesome!" Sue responded, kicking over an umbrella stand that was stuffed with pimp-canes and large dildos. "This place looks just like it does in the music videos!"

"Let's go find her bedroom!" Sydney suggested, and ran up the stairs.

"Wait for me!" Sue ran after her, but not before picking up one of the larger dildos and throwing it at another vase, shattering it.  

" . . . Guys. This is illegal." Caden whined, and followed. 

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Beverly's bedroom looked like something from an alternate dimension in which the Queen of England was also a pornstar. There was a massive bed that looked large enough to host a dozen people, and the ceiling above it was made of mirrors. There were stripper-poles installed in every corner of the room, and the floor was littered with literally hundreds of pieces of clothing, ranging from leather jackets, to fuck-me pumps, to lingerie, to skimpy swimsuits. There was a huge flat-screen television dominating the wall across from the bed, and it was turned on, but muted. The video it was showing looked like a homemade porno, and the focus of the shot was none other that Beverly Hilton herself. She was naked, sweaty, and a total mess as she gagged herself on the huge white cock which filled half the screen. This was clearly not a professional production, but just a regular old sex-tape. 

"Fuck," Sue gasped. "Who's dick is that?"

"Damn," Sydney chuckled. "I don't know, but it looks big enough to kill a girl. That's got to be the biggest white dick I've ever seen."

"Yeah," Sue said, comparing her forearm to Beverly's, and determining from that triangulation that the penis on screen must have been thirteen inches or more in real life. Sue's legs shook. It wasn't just the length that frightened the little Asian girl, but the girth as well. That great white cock was as thick around as a soda-can, and Sue was quite certain that something the size of a soda-can would destroy her little Japanese cunt. She saw herself being impaled on it like a marshmallow on a machete, and the thought nearly made her cry

"You guys, we should go," Caden whined. "No one leaves the house with the T.V. on unless they're coming back. We're going to get caught."

"*We're going to get caught,*" Sydney mimicked her brother in an exaggerated tone of obnoxiousness. She found the remote's mute button and pressed it, turning the noise on, and filling the room with the sounds of Beverly Hilton asphyxiating herself on big dick, filling the whole house with an echoing 'Gluck, Gluck, Gluck, Gluck!' 

"Chill out," Sydney told her brother. "Just think about how cool this is. We're in Beverly Hilton's house, in her bedroom, watching one of her private sex-tapes. This is badass! Don't you want to just get naked and go wild?

"I do," Sue said, breathing heavily. She was already pulling her frilly white skirt up and sliding her panties down to her knees. She still had her kneepads on.

Caden watched Sue sit down on the bed, lean back, and spread her legs as she began fingering her swollen pussy to the action going on screen, and he felt his own little dick twitch. He stood there silently as his sister pealed her sports-bra off, freeing her big perky tits, and then she shimmy out of her sweat-soaked running shorts. She wasn't wearing any panties. With her baseball cap and sneakers still on, Sydney got on the bed next to Sue and began masterbating as well. 

Caden gave in. He unzipped his shorts and pulled out his little penis. He tried to sit on the bed next to Sue, but Sydney kicked him to the floor. 

"No faggots on the bed," Sydney said, causing both her and Sue to burst out into laughter. Their laughter quickly turned into warm erotic moans as they watched the video however. Beverly was now mounting the unbelievably large penis on screen, and its mammoth girth was splitting her tight pink pussy apart. Beverly was grunting and crying, but she was the one impaling herself on that huge cock. She was on top. 

"Holy shit," Beverly's raspy voice huffed on screen. "I love your huge cock, Angel. I fucking love it."

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The next several hours passed like a hot, confused, horny dream. Caden found dozens of more sex-videos on the television's internal hard-drive, all of them featuring Beverly Hilton in different settings and scenarios, from a hot-tub in Japan with three giggling Japanese prostitutes, to a savannah in Africa with Beverly getting spitroasted like a pig. Caden's horny teenage body took over, and he lost himself in masterbation. It was so hot that he stripped naked and sat on the floor with his legs spread eagle and his hand working overtime on his tiny penis. Beverly Hilton was so perfectly erotic and sexy that he no longer cared that he was jerking off in a stranger's bedroom, and he didn't mind spanking his monkey in front of his sister or Sue. They'd all been masterbating together for years. 

Sydney and Sue were preoccupied anyway. Bored with the porn on screen, the girls went to raid Beverly's closet, and they found themselves lost within a walk-in wonderland of costumes, lingerie, BDSM gear, sex-toys, and shoes. Hundred and hundreds of pairs of shoes. Beverly Hilton's closet was as big as her bedroom, and it was stacked to the ceiling with bomb-ass swag. 

Sydney and Sue laughed like little devils as they tore the closet apart, playing with everything for a moment before throwing it away. They got in a shoe-throwing contest that ended with Sue accidentally tossing a pair of $10,000 Stuart Weitzman's out the window. Then they found some of Beverly's larger dildos which were as big as baseball bats, and they played at sword-fighting with them. 

Sue wanted to try some of Beverly's clothes on. Sydney didn't really care to join in. She wasn't as into being 'pretty' and playing dress-up as Sue was, but she didn't begrudge her best friend for her girly hobbies. Sydney dug deeper into the closet as Sue stripped naked and began trying things on. Very little fit her. Beverly had huge fake tits and a big muscular ass. Sue was skinny and nearly flat-chested. The bras she tried on slipped right off, and the g-strings she tugged up into her ass only stayed up for as long as she pinched her cheeks together. Eventually she started finding bits and pieces that fit, and the ensemble she developed was the dirtiest and sluttiest thing she could ever even imagine wearing. 

"How do I like?" Sue, asked strutting down the closet like a horny little slut on the hunt for some sex. 

Sydney whistled. She had never seen nerdy little Sue Nami like this before. Sue was wearing a big mink coat that dragged along the ground like a cape (Beverly was at least a foot taller than her). She let the coat hang down her shoulders, revealing that she had two diamond encrusted gold pasties over her nipples, and a thick diamond collar that had the word 'SLUT' written out in precious gemstones. Sue's eyes were hidden behind a pair of custom aviator sunglasses with pink tinted lenses and a gold frame. Sue took the glasses off to reveal her makeup. Black lipstick, heavy mascara, and dark turquoise eyeshadow that made her look a lot more exotix than she actually was. The only 'clothing' she had one was a tiny black lace g-string that fit her, and a pair of black pumps. 

"Damn, Sue!" Sydney cat-called. "You look good enough to rape!"

"Thanks!" Sue giggled. "God, I love the way this mink coat feels against my naked body. Too bad that so many innocent little animals had to die for it."

"Yeah," Sydney agreed. "Fur is murder."

Sue smiled as she got a naughty idea. "You know what . . ."

Sydney watched Sue take the coat off and lay it on the floor. Sue crouched down on the coat and began gyrating against it, writhing her little body like a flirtatious worm, and wiggling her butt up at Sydney. 

"Fuck me," Sue said, pleadingly. 

"Really?" Sydney chuckled. 

"Yeah, really. I'm still horny from the park, and you never finished fingering me. C'mon. I'm so fucking horny that it hurts. My pussy is literally dripping. Find a nice dildo and fuck me with it. I want to cum on the coat and ruin it."

"Shit, that's hot!" Sydney agreed, and she tore through the closet looking for a dildo that wasn't too stupidly large for her little girlfriend, and she came upon two things of interest. The first was a simple strap-on harness with a six-inch black dildo protruding arrogantly upwards from the crotch. Perfect. The second was a saddle-like device that Sydney had only seen once before in person, which had been at at a friend's slumber-party which had devolved into a messy lesbian scissor-fest. 

It was a sybian. 

"Holy shit!" Sue squeaked. "Is that the same thing that Heather's aunt gave her for her eighteenth birthday?"

"Yeah! A sybian! Holy shit! Do you remember how much fun this thing was? We were all cumming our brains out all night!"

"I want to ride it!" Sue said, so excited that she that she was humping the mink coat. 

"Hop on, cowgirl!"

Sue took the mink coat and draped it over the sybian before climbing on. She was so excited that she grabbed at Sydney's breasts and tweaked her friend's nipples. Sue was feeling frisky, and the sexual tension in her body tightened like a guitar string. Sydney fiddled with the controls a bit before figuring out the settings and turning it on. The sybian came to life with a low humming noise, and Sue immediately began to moan and whimper. Her mouth hung open and her eyes scrunched up, as if she were about to cry.  

"How does that feel, baby?" Sydney asked as she stood up and snapped the strap-on dildo over her naked body. She hadn't noticed that it was slightly double ended. A stout nub penetrated into her vagina as she tightened the straps. Any pressure applied from the dildo would come back at her. She's be getting fucked to. 

"Mmmm . . . Good! Good!" Sue whimpered as her body jiggled on the saddle. Her legs were shivering and her nipples sprang up like soft pink rosebuds, causing one of the diamond encrusted nipple-pasties to fall off. 

"Good. Do you want to suck on my dildo?" Sydney asked, holding her prosthetic cock up to her friend's face. 

Sue nodded yes and practically slammed her mouth down onto the rubber penis. It went all the way in and hit the back of her throat. Sydney took that as an invitation to be a little rough, so she grabbed two handfuls of her Asian friend's long black hair and began skull-fucking the nerd's brains out. The dildo hit the back of her throat with a 'TAP! TAP! TAP!' while Sue's mouth went 'GLUCK! GLUCK! GLUK!'

Sue pushed Sydney away as her orgasm finally broke through. The black dildo slid out of her throat coated in saliva, with long strands of spit connecting it to her chin. Sue inhaled deeply and then began to scream. 

"CUMMING! CUMMING! Oh my God! CUMMING!"

Sydney got on her knees and hugged her friend tightly so Sue wouldn't spasm right off of the sybian. Sydney wanted her friend to enjoy the full ride, even if it was a bit too much for her. Sue wiggled as she came. She tried to get off. It was too intense. Her orgasms were so powerful that they were almost painful, and the sybian never let up. Regardless, Sydney held Sue tight until she began to cum so hard that it was like she was peeing. The mink coat grew sticky and wet with all the cum soaking into it, and Sue's eyes rolled back into her skull as she passed out from the pleasure. 

Sydney turned the Sybian off, and she let Sue fall to the ground, where she spasmed and wiggled around like a dying fish. 

That's when Sydney noticed that her brother Caden was watching from the closet door, dick in hand, and masterbating furiously. 

"Hey, little bro," Sydney winked. "Do you want a turn?"

Caden blushed. "But . . .Um . .  Aren't sybians for girls?"

Sydney giggled. "Yeah. It'll be perfect for a little bitch like you. Get in here, pussy-boy."

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Sydney took off her strap-on and found something special for her faggot brother, a butt-plug. The actual plug was a very heavy and thick piece of glass shaped like a pepper, but the handle of it was the expensive part, being made of silver. LIke everything else Beverly Hilton owned, it had a big fat diamond studd at the end of the handle, but judging from its size Sydney had to assume it was just a big quartz or something. 

Sydney squirted some lube onto the butt-plug and began rubbing it over. Caden watched with big curious green eyes, totally oblivious as to what was obviously about to happen. He was clueless up until the moment that Sydney spun him around, pinned him against the wall, pried his butt-cheeks apart, and whispered in his ear "Don't fight it, bitch."

Sydney pushed the lubricated butt-plug up her brother's anus, and although he did fight it at first, the sensation of being penetrated felt natural to him. It felt good. He submitted, and the moment that the plug pushed against his prostate he was fully converted into an anal butt-slut. Never again would he be able to have even an adequate orgasm without something big, heavy, and phallic shoved up his butt.  

"Sit down, bitch," Sydney said, pushing down on her brother's shoulders until he was squatting on the sybian, and her nipples were stabbing into his face. The pressure of the butt-plug felt so good against his prostate that he didn't even notice Sydney turning the sybian on, not until she cranked it to 'HIGH.'

"FFFUUUUUUUUUCK!!!" Caden wailed as the sybian began vibrating at the speed of light, causing the plug up his butt to vibrate is well. It felt like his anus was being electrocuted, and it felt good. "HOOOOLLLLLY SSSHHHHIIIIT!" 

Sydney laughed hysterically as her brother's legs began to shake and a stupid smile broke his face in half. Just like with Sue, she hugged him tight and held him in place so he wouldn't fall off. Her breasts smashed against his face, and his little cock began rubbing against her toned stomach. She was so much taller and stronger than him that it was hard to believe they were twins. Perhaps by some genetic fluke, she got the male traits, and her little brother got the girly ones. 

"I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING" Caden squealed like a girl. "POPPING! POP! POP!"

Sydney backed off so she wouldn't get any of her brother's spunk on her naked body, but it was too late. An impressively powerful thread of milky white semen flew from the little pink tip of Caden's penis, and it landed across Sydney's breasts and stomach. The second one flew just as far and struck her face. Sue came to Sydney's rescue. She took Caden's little dick in one hand and pumped it with two fingers while wrapping the tip in the mink coat. Caden spent the rest of his relatively large orgasm cumming into the fur, ruining it even more. When his orgasm finally ended, his body went limp, and he fell to the floor, exhausted and completely milked.  

"Oh my God," Caden cried. "I've never cum that hard in my whole life."

"Yeah. No shit," Sydney said with disgust as she looked down at the sticky boy-cream that was coating her breasts, stomach, and face. A little bit had hit her right eye, forcing it closed. "Sue, help me out, please."

Sue giggled as she grabbed a heap of expensive lingerie and began rubbing it over Sydney's body to clean up the cum. She could have gotten a towel, but defiling Beverly Hilton's expensive designer sex-wear was too much fun.

"Okay, that was fun, but can we please get going now?" Caden asked pleadingly. Now that his sexual tension was unwound, his reason once again took hold, and he was afraid of being caught trespassing in the home of the world's most controversial popstar. 

"Fine," Sydney said as she used a lacey g-string to clean the semen off her face. 

"But I wanted to go skinny-dipping in her pool," Sue whined. "Can we at least take souvenirs? You know, like trophies?"

"We really shouldn't," Caden said. "I don't want to have anything that could link us to this crime."

"Even that butt-plug in your ass?" Sydney asked her little brother with a wry smirk. "You seemed to enjoy it." 

Caden plushed. "I'm sure I can get another online. Geez." 

"I want to fuck with Hilton's shit a bit more before we leave," Sydney said. "Just a little something to let her know that she isn't such hot shit."

Sydney stood up, tore down almost all of Beverly's Hilton's dresses, piled them up in a heap as big as a bed, squatting over them, and began peeing. Sue thought that this was hilarious, and she did the same, giggling the whole while she tinkled on the designer clothes. Caden stood up without taking the butt-plug out of his ass (he was intending to keep it, actually) and even though he felt terrible about doing it, he peed on the pile as well. Call it peer-pressure, but something about watching Sue pee really turned him on, and when he 'accidentally' aimed his stream at her leg and peed on her calf muscle, she wasn't grossed out at all. She actually laughed about it, and retaliated by peeing on his feet. This pee-play and the semi-handjob he had just gotten from Sue was the most sexual progress that Caden had ever made with a girl. It felt good, and was the validation he needed to believe that he wasn't gay.

That good feeling dissipated a bit when Sydney saw the lovey-dovey look on her little brother's face, and just to make him jealous she grabbed Sue and began kissing her. Sue was a little surprised by Sydney's kiss. They kissed a lot, but normally only to be playful, not because they were actually lesbians or anything. Sue didn't fight it though. It felt good. She kissed back. She was still horny, she realized. The hot weather really had her body stewing with sexual chemistry. She felt like she could masterbate all day and never get satisfaction. 

Caden felt himself grabbing his dick as he watched his sister making out with his crush. He was jealous, but he got to watch at least, and that was the most a cuck-bitch like him could hope for. He was so focussed on the girls that he didn't see the handsome six-foot twenty-five year old security  guard entering the closet. 

"What . . . The . . . Fuck?" the security guard exclaimed, his blue eyes smoldering with inner-fre, his muscles flaring from his morning workout, and his big angry penis twitching impatiently in his tight jeans like a vengeful dragon about to awaken.  

Sydney, Caden, and Sue looked up, and realized that they were fucked. 

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They all just gaped at each other in disbelief for a few long awkward moments, the guard at the teens, and the teens at the guard. 

From the guard's perspective, he saw three kids who looked to be in their late teens, early twenties, naked, their bodies glistening with sweat and cum, surrounded by hundreds of thousands of dollars of destroyed clothing, most of it they were peeing on at this exact moment. He noticed the cum-soaked mink coat right away. It had been a gift to Beverly Hilton from one of her favorite boyfriends, the hardcore gangster rapper Hung Thug. The guard knew that Beverly was going to be particularly pissed off about that coat, even though Hung Thug would get her another. 

From the teens' perspective, they had just been cornered by a very handsome, very muscular, yet very young looking security guard. He really was cute, with a smooth face, a strong jaw, devilish blue eyes, short black hair, tanned Italian skin, perfect cheekbones, and muscles that looked like they were sculpted by Aphrodite herself. He was wearing a tight black shirt, through which the girls and Caden could count how many muscles he had in his stomach. He had a lot. The all saw the bulge in his crotch as well. It was just there, like a football shoved between his legs. The young man was packing some heavy pipe. It would have been obvious even in a baggy pair of pants. 

"What the fuck is this—" the guard began, but Sydney didn't let him finish. 

Sydney grabbed the cum-soaked mink coat and threw it over the guard's head. She tackled him, and only because she had the element of surprise was she able to knock him over. As strong and muscular as her lithe body was, tacking the guard felt like running headfirst into a refrigerator with muscles.

"Run!" Sydney yelled, but there was so getting away. 

The guard lifted his foot up and kicked Caden right in his little balls so hard that Caden went flying into the wall. Caden shrunk into the fetal-position, clutching his nuts, and nearly vomited from the pain. He wouldn't be able to walk, let alone run.

The guard got back up. The moment he pulled the coat off his head, Sydney punched him in the face. Her fist barely phased him. He punched her back, only using half his actual strength, but it was enough to cause his fist to sink into her stomach and knock the wind out of her. Sydney collapsed into a ball on the floor, clutching her gut. She had never gotten punched that hard before in her life, and she had been in hundreds of fights.  

"EEEEE!" Sue screamed like a spidermonkey as she leapt upon the handsome guard's back. With unprecedented ferocity, the little Asian nerd began humping his back and biting his ear, using every ounce of strength in her body to pull him down, which of course wasn't nearly enough. 

The guard was more annoyed than anything as he reached around his back, grabbed a handful of Sue's hair, and he flung her over his head. She landed on her back on Beverly's bed, saving her from any pain. The guard raised his fist, about to punch Sue with all his might, but luckily he stopped himself. A punch like that would have broken her neck. Instead he opened his hand and gave the cute little Asian a hard slap across her face, knocking the spit out of her mouth, and leaving her dizzy. She went limp and her legs spread open. The guard reached over and slammed his open palm down on her hairless vagina. The force of his pussy-slap caused Sue to scream, and despite herself she came a little from the pain. The guard then grabbed her by her hair again, dragged her off the bed, and threw her into Sydney, knocking both of the girls back into the closet with the boy. 

"I get  it," the guard angrily said as he looked around the closet. "'The Bling Ring,' right? That stupid movie with that sexy little British bitch, Emma Watson? You little retarded shits saw that movie and thought it would be fun to sneak into Beverly Hilton's mansion, right?"

Sydney was too dazed to stand up, but she got between the guard and her friends, snarling like a cat as she shoved her breasts up into the air and tried to look threatening. She didn't. She looked sexy and fierce, but not threatening. At least not to the guard.

"You're not the first bunch of kids to do this, you know. You are the first ones to cause this much damage though. Did you . . . Did you all pee and cum into Miss Hilton's mink coat? What the fuck is wrong with you kids?"

Sydney spat in the guard's face. "Fuck you! You're a security guard, not a real cop, and you just assaulted us. You can't do shit like that in California! We have rights!"

The guard rolled his eyes. "You're half right. For one thing, you assaulted me first. Second, get real. This is Beverly Hilton's mansion. Beverly . . . Fucking . . . Hilton! Do you know how many people in Los Ninfas she has wrapped around her finger? The Mayor. The chief of police. The fucking news anchors. She'll get to spin this story however the fuck she wants. She could have all three of you kids thrown in prison, and she'd get to handpick which cellmates you get raped by."

Sydney kept up her fierce facade, but that's all it was. The reality of her indiscretions was starting to sink in. She really had never imagined that she'd get caught.

"Regardless. I'm not going to call the cops," the guard said. "I was never going to call the cops. Miss Hilton, she has a bit of a policy in regards to this 'Bling Ring' bullshit that happens from time to time. She doesn't want the cops to ever get involved. She doesn't want anyone to go to jail for it. She doesn't want anyone to hear about these incidents and get any bold ideas themselves."

"Oh my God," Sue cried, tears streaming down her face, causing her black makeup to run down her cheeks. "You're going to kill us!"

The guard gaped at her for a moment, and then burst into a fit of deep laughter. 

"No!" the guard laughed. "No! No I'm not going to kill you!"

"So . . . What are you going to do?" Sydney asked. She could feel her heart beating in her chest like a drum, and it was reverberating in her pussy. 

The handsome guard with the devilish blue eyes smirked as he reached down to his crotch, undid his belt, unzipped his jeans, and pulled from out his pants the biggest cock that any of the teens had ever seen in person. It flopped out and slapped against his thigh like a heavy peice of meat, unerect but still somehow hard as wood. It was eight inches at the moment, but judging by how wrinkled the leather skin was, there was a lot of room to grow. Thick veins covered the shaft, all the way from his huge walnut-sized testicles, to his monstrously bulbous helmet. The guard's penis was uncircumcised, but the helmet was so ludicrously plump that the skin couldn't cover it. The cock smelled too. The teens could all smell it from where they were sitting. His manly musk cut through the stench of their pee and cum like a clarion call, signalling that a superior animal had arrived. In nature, a manly smell like this would be enough to scare away lions and tigers and bears. It was the smell of an alpha-predator. 

"Angel!" Caden gasped. He recognized the cock from the videos he had watched. "You're Beverly's bodyguard. Angel. The one in all the videos!"

Angel nodded. "I'm not going to kill you kids. I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to fuck each of you so hard and so long that your minds will shatter and your bodies will break. I'm going to reduce you all to nothing but blubbering, wet, destroyed retards. I'm going to make you punks lick my asshole, eat my cum, and suck on my toes. I'm going to film it. I'm going to take pictures. I'm going to own you. That's what Miss Hilton has us do to little bitches like you three."

As Angel spoke, his cock rose up on its own, like a python being roused by a snake-charmer. It not only grew longer, but thicker as well, and angrier. Sue had estimated from what she saw on screen that it would be thirteen inches, but now that she was seeing it in person, she had no doubt that this was a fifteen inch hip-shattering penis that was capable of literally fucking a little Asian nerd like her to death. It was bigger than her forearm. She began to cry even harder. 

"Yeah. You should be crying," Angel said as he strode forward, his cock bobbing in front of him like a battering-ram. He pushed the tip against Sue's face and smeared her makeup and tears against her cheeks and lips. "You're first, kid. Then the boy. And finally," he pointed his cock at Sydney, "you. I'm going to take my time destroying you."