Sex Toy of the Fallen Angels Gang
Talia Black laid back on a comfy chair which she and her girls had ‘taken’ from some local thrift store. It had been a bitch getting it back to their hideout, but at least they had something to sit on besides the couch that they’d found dumped behind the warehouse they called home. Band posters and graffiti graced the walls of the building. Talia was pretty sure there wasn’t an inch of bare wall left.

She and the girls were supposed to be tagging their old school right now, but the rest of her gang was looking for some guy that had gotten handsy with Natalie. Dumb bastard didn’t realize she was a member of the Fallen Angels—the toughest, and only, all-female gang in the shit-hole of a town they lived in.

‘Come on, it doesn’t take this long to beat the shit out of one dumb bastard, now, does it?’ Talia grumbled to herself, idly gazing at her phone, occasionally blowing a pink tuft of hair from her Mohawk out of her eyes.

Just as she was starting to really get annoyed and considering leaving, she heard one of the warehouse’s side doors open. ‘Oh! You guys are finally back,’ Talia began with casual exasperation, swivelling around in her chair to greet her gang members. ‘So, did you make him squeal like a—’ Her jaw dropped, and she stared blankly at the stranger who had dared to set foot in her hideout. ‘Who the fuck are you, kid?’

The stranger was a young, slender boy with a mop of wild, inky black hair that didn’t quite manage to obscure his cuteness. He had big, innocent blue eyes with long eyelashes that most women would have killed for, along with youthful shining lips. He was dressed in a simple red shirt and black shorts that bulged outwards slightly around the crotch area. His slender limbs had a faint tan, Talia noticed. He didn’t answer her; he merely stared at her shyly and took a few steps back, prompting the punky-looking girl to get up from her chair with an annoyed sigh.

‘I said,’ she repeated, approaching and placing her hands on the kid’s shoulders to keep him from moving away any further, ‘who the fuck are you?’

‘I-I’m Ralph Woods!’ He quickly stammered. ‘I’m looking for my sister Sandra! I-I heard she was here,’ he added, just as fast.

Talia squinted down at Ralph. It was true that Sandra was in her gang…but why had the bitch never told her that she had such a cute little brother? Talia would never admit it, being the bad ass that she considered herself to be, but she had a penchant for cute things. And Ralph?
Well, he was very cute.
She licked her lips as she looked him over again before finally speaking up; her momentary silence seemed to have worried poor Ralph even more.

‘I could tell you were she is, but what do I get out of that?’ she asked, releasing her grip on Ralph’s shoulders to put her hands on her hips.

‘Ehm…I have money?’ Ralph answered uncertainly, rifling through his pockets and pulling out a few crumpled bills.

‘I’m not looking for cash, disphit,’ she shot back in annoyance. ‘I got plenty of my own. No, I want you to give me something else…’

‘What is that?’ Ralph asked warily, but with a clear measure of curiosity.

‘Your cherry,’ she replied blandly.

‘But I don’t have any cherries with me!’ Ralph complained loudly.

Talia rolled her eyes, dropped easily to her knees, and unceremoniously yanked the little boy’s pants down. Ralph cried out in surprise, but Talia interrupted with an appreciative whistle. ‘So that’s what made those shorts of yours bulge like that, huh?’ she mused, examining the meaty cock she’d just freed.

Even flaccid, Ralph’s member was a good seven or eight inches long, and thick as well—nearly as thick as Talia’s wrist! And as the older girl watched it, Ralph’s dick began to rise up, as though aware that it was being scrutinized by a prospective mate. Fat, throbbing veins started to appear on the surface of his shaft.
Talia glanced up at the boy’s face in time to see him blush furiously, and she grinned a predator’s grin—a grin that abruptly disappeared when she looked back down again.

‘Holy fuck!’ she yelled. His cock suddenly looked to be a little over a foot in length.

‘Can I put my pants back on now, lady?’ Ralph asked in embarrassment, shielding his groin with his hands. Predictably, he didn’t do a very good job of hiding his erect monstercock.

‘No way, kid, we haven’t even started yet!’ Talia replied. ‘Or…do you not find me attractive?’ she demanded, rising to her full height again to look more intimidating.

Ralph quickly looked her up and down—whether in confusion or to take in her features, Talia didn’t know. But she knew she was hot. A pink Mohawk graced her head. Her grey eyes looked smoky due to the heavy make-up around her them. Her nose was dainty and slightly pointed, the kind of feminine nose many women were jealous of; her mother had been quite angry when she’d had a stud pierced into her left nostril. As she eyed Ralph’s cock again, she licked her lips. They were nice and plump and coloured an inky black.
But despite having a pretty face, Talia was really more proud of her chest. Her black shirt had trouble containing her prodigious bust, and the grim skull image emblazoned on the piece of clothing was stretched comically over her two massive breasts. The erect nubs of her nipples threatened to poke through the fabric. Talia almost never wore a bra. Her tits were each about the size of a watermelon, and paying for custom-made bras was a pain in the ass.
With Ralph continuing to innocently ogle her, she shrugged out of her leather jacket, revealing that the shirt she wore was sleeveless…as well as the fact that she had some pretty intricate tattoos running up her arms. To top off her outfit, she wore some tight jeans that were strategically ripped in places, hugging her broad hips and the curves of her big butt perfectly. Her slender feet were clad in punky leather boots.

‘Well?’ She finally pressed.

‘W-well what?’ Ralph stammered, his confusion mounting, his enticing young erection wobbling slightly.

‘Do you find me attractive? Do you like the way I look?’

‘Uhm…I-I think you look very pretty,’ Ralph admitted shyly. ‘And your tattoos look cool.’

‘That’s all I needed to hear,’ Talia assured him, dropping to her knees again. ‘Now get that monstercock over here…’ she purred, opening her mouth wide and planting her hands on Ralph’s ass.

The young boy gasped in surprise as the punk girl grabbed his ass and pulled him close—and then released a yelp at the feeling of her plush, sticky black lips brushing over his member as it entered Talia’s throat.
‘No! Please don’t eat me!’ he cried in naïve alarm. Talia, resisting the urge to roll her eyes again, didn’t listen to him, and continued directing his groin  closer and closer to her mouth.

She began to gag as the thick, monstrous length of the little kid slid down her throat, but Talia wasn’t about to let herself be defeated by some fucking brat! A loud, wet glark resounded through the warehouse as the top-heavy teenager fought her gag reflex. A wad of saliva escaped Talia throat and splattered all over Ralph’s massive cock, but still she didn’t stop. Several more glark and glurk sounds echoed through the warehouse, and strings of spit ran wetly down and dripped from the portion of Ralph’s shaft that Talia hadn’t managed to swallow yet. By now, tears of effort had made the heavy make-up around her eyes run out, and made it look like she was crying tears of black. Her throat bulged out obscenely, stuffed with a full foot of boy-cock—yet several inches still remained outside of her greedy mouth.

Talia was breathing loudly through her nose, and her trembling hands were experiencing a little trouble holding on to Ralph’s butt now. The confused, overwhelmed, and slightly scared kid quickly took advantage of her weakness, pulling his hips back, trying to escape.
But Talia wouldn’t have it. With all the strength she could muster in her cock-drunk haze, she pulled him back in, stopping the extraction of his delicious breeding tool. Another glark was forced from her cockstuffed throat, and she punished Ralph’s attempted misbehaviour by spitting another wad of saliva all over his cock. Punishment or not, though, the feeling of him roughly pounding her throat made something twist in her lower belly, made her pussy clench, so she released her hold on Ralph’s ass again.

Since he was too young to notice that the older girl was not trying to eat him, or getting off from his unintentional treatment, Ralph was quick to try and escape again, little troubled gasps emanating from his mouth. In turn, Talia was all too happy to pull him back in after enough of his fat, saliva-covered and lipstick-smudged cock escaped her poor, stretched throat. She moaned lewdly around the thick pre-teen pole, no longer trying to force the entirety of his massive member down her throat. Instead, she continued her little game, pretending to give Ralph a chance to escape, before pulling him back in again, subtly manipulating him into fucking her face.

They continued this several times, but then Talia suddenly noticed that the throbbing against the walls of her throat had increased…and that Ralph’s dick was starting to fatten even more.
‘I-I feel funny,’ the boy commented faintly. In hindsight, Talia would suppose, she should have seen that as a warning.

Hot and salty jizz almost as thick as jelly spewed forcefully from the tip of Ralph’s monstrous dick. A lot of it sprayed straight into Talia’s stomach, but it quickly clogged up to flow back up her throat, so the rest she had to swallow manually. The punk girl tried her hardest to do so, working her ravaged gullet muscles; her eyes soon began to water from the effort of swallowing the big, salty lumps of white goop. She couldn’t just give up. After a few moments of trying to fight the sticky tide, Talia started to reflexively cough up the young boy’s cum, causing strings of his seed to flow from the corners of her mouth or to splatter over the portion of his shaft she couldn’t swallow. To make matters worse, jets of the thick, salty slime squirted from her nostrils!
Despite the wild ride, Talia hadn’t let up her grip on Ralph’s cute little butt, firmly not allowing him to pull back and remove the cockplug from her mouth.

When the fountain of spunk had finally stopped spraying from Ralph’s cockhead, Talia’s face was a mess. Her make-up had smeared and ran completely, causing black streaks to run down her cheeks, and the corners of her mouth and chin were coated with Ralph’s thick boycum, while yet more of the stuff hung from her jawline and chin. Her black shirt was also stained with big puddles of jizz, no doubt ruining it. In truth, the slutty depravity of it all made Talia feel amazing, and her underwear was soaked! But she wasn’t about to let this little kid know that she had experienced a small orgasm thanks to him, without his even needing to touch her, so instead she angrily glared up at him and slowly pulled her head back, revealing that her lipstick had left a big, wet smudge on most of his throbbing, dripping cock.

Once his cockhead left Talia’s mouth with a soft pop, she raised her head slightly, the movement causing several strings of saliva and jizz hanging between Ralph’s crown and her glistening lips to snap. ‘What. The. Fuck,’ she hissed angrily. ‘The next time you’re going to blow your load, Ralphie, you better warn me!’

‘M-my load?’ he squeaked in confusion and fear.

‘Yes, your load, your cum, your jizz,’ Talia retorted, wiping some of his seed off of her face with her finger. ‘This white crap!’ she barked, before proceeding to stick the digit into her mouth and suck it clean, her pretty cheeks caving in.

‘I’m sorry,’ the boy whimpered. ‘But I’ve never…blown my…load.’

Holy shit! That was the first time he came? Talia thought, mentally reeling. No wonder his jizz was so thick! What she said aloud was, in an angry growl: ‘Sorry doesn’t get me a new shirt, shitheel! Now go sit on that chair, so I can pop your cherry properly.’

Ralph did as she asked of him, his head lowered and his posture slumping as he walked towards the big, comfy chair Talia had sat in previously. She followed him close behind, watching with an amused smirk as he climbed up into it and sat down, wearing nothing but his shirt, his cock still hard with youthful energy. As soon as the boy had turned to face her, the punk girl’s pissed-off expression had returned, but she slowly started to take her clothes off.
First, the cum-stained shirt came off, revealing her enormous bust in all its glory. The two globes sagged slightly due to their sheer size, but otherwise looked firm and nice and soft, capped with thick, suck-able pink nipples. Talia’s waist was slim, and her belly looked flat and muscled; her navel was pierced with a simple barbell. Talia noticed with some pride that the sight of her naked breasts made the boy’s member jerk with need.

With that image burned into mind she turned around, allowing Ralph to take in how her slim waist flared out into broad hips, designed for bearing a baby, and then bent over to take off her boots. She purposely wiggled her butt back and forth for his benefit in the process. Her buttocks weren’t as huge as her breasts but they were still big, as well as nice and firm, shaped like a heart. Once the laces of her boots were undone she kicked them off and stood to her full height again, still facing away from Ralph, and began tugging her jeans down. She heard a little gasp coming from the boy as her bare buttocks came into view, her underwear consisting of nothing more than a black thong with a skull at the front, so his view certainly wasn’t obscured in the least. It also gave him a great view of the black-winged naked angel tattooed above her the swell of her cushiony cheeks.

As her pants sagged past her shapely bubble butt, her thick, shapely thighs were exposed. Another tattoo graced her left thigh. It was a snake that looped around the girth of her thigh a couple of times, its head coming to rest near her currently dripping snatch. Her jeans pooled around her ankles now; she kicked them away and tugged off her socks, revealing a barbed wire tattoo around her right ankle. Not the most original, but she’d always thought it was cool.
With that, she turned around again, immediately and approvingly noticing how Ralph’s monstercock was standing up fully erect once again, trembling with excitement.

‘Glad you’re looking forward to this, Ralphie,’ Talia purred hotly, licking her lips and, in the process, slurping up some of the boy’s thick jizz that still clung to them. ‘Because this is going to be the ride of your young life!’ She quickly pulled her panties down, revealing her plump, drooling gash, kicked them off and climbed in the chair with Ralph, his domed cockhead brushing against her darkened, aroused labia.

‘This isn’t going to hurt, is it?’ Ralph ventured worriedly.

‘No, it’s going to feel very, very good,’ the punk girl assured him with a broad smile, and then she sat down eagerly on the huge schlong, allowing it to sink into her pink depths.

…Only to find out that although it wouldn’t hurt for Ralph, she, on the other hand, might feel some discomfort. The kid’s thick girth stretched her snatch almost impossibly wide. She groaned, and her upper body shook, as she doggedly sank down further and further, causing a thick, tube-like bulge to push up her otherwise flat belly. Talia found herself breathing heavily, her expression was one of wide-eyed shock, and through it all she didn’t stop her descent on the huge pole.
But when the big, domed crown of the young boy’s dick bumped against her cervix, Talia released a loud yelp, tinged with a mixture of pain and pleasure, and froze completely.

It was quiet for a long moment, until Ralph finally broke the silence. ‘Do you want to stop?’ he asked, sounding worried and almost hopeful.

‘N-no,’ Talia insisted meekly, before remembering that she was talking to a little boy. Did this brat actually think he’d conquered her? ‘No! We keep going,’ she growled, willing some strength into her voice.

‘O-okay,’ Ralph muttered, but Talia could swear that his cock gave a happy little jerk inside of her.

Setting her jaw, Talia grabbed Ralph’s shoulders and pulled herself up, whimpering softly at the sensation of the fat, throbbing boycock pulling at her folds as it was dragged out of her. Once she had managed to extract the hard shaft halfway, the punk girl slammed herself down again, crying out as the crown of Ralph’s pole banged repeated its knock at her cervix. Ralph tore his fascinated eyes from her jiggling bust to take in Talia’s pained expression, but when the busty teen pulled herself up again, he squeezed his eyes shut in pleasure. As before, Talia slammed herself down once half of Ralph’s cock had left her cunny, and another cry of pleasure-pain left her lips.

Despite the discomfort she felt, however, the punk girl continued riding the boy’s massive phallus with rising enthusiasm. Slowly but surely she increased her pounding rhythm, her yelps and cries growing more euphoric each time she took the huge cock to the root, until finally she was furiously bouncing up and down on the huge pole, biting her lower lip in pleasure while her huge, shapely breasts shook and jiggled with each motion. Femcum rapidly flowed from Talia’s abused, stretched little teenaged slit, dribbling over Ralph’s shaft as it pounded into the busty girl’s quivering gash. Ralph groaned loudly as a pleasure he didn’t understand washed over and overwhelmed him, Talia’s cushiony buttocks slapping against his legs and her weight resting on him in a way that was strangely comforting. She continued her brutal, mindless pace, Ralph moaning and grunting, until suddenly she experienced the breath-taking sensation of Ralph’s dick battering her cervix aside and slamming straight into her womb.

‘Ah—ahhhh—wh—what…’ Talia gasped. Her stomach bulged out even further and she stared blankly up at the ceiling, rapidly opening and closing her mouth as she struggled to process the pleasure, pain and shock washing over her. ‘S-so…f-fu-full!’ she shrieked, her entire body trembling as Ralph’s massive dick throbbed against the walls of her womb, as well as her pink, twitching folds.

‘Are you hurt? Are you sure you don’t wanna stop?’ Ralph asked, his worried tone building up to something close to panic, his small hands sinking into Talia’s full, meaty buttocks in an attempt to pull her off of the dick that was apparently making her behave so strangely.

‘Argh…I-I’m not do-done yet…kid!’ Talia growled, glaring at him with one eye clenched shut.

With that proclamation, the top-heavy teen tightened her grip on Ralph’s shoulders with a desperate strength and slowly pushed herself up his powerful shaft again. Her legs felt like rubber, and she was breathing heavily. Still, she wasn’t going to show weakness in front of a little brat like him, whether his cock was big enough to invade her actual baby factory or not! After raising herself up a few inches, she dropped again with a lewd grunt. A short, sharp cry escaped her lips before she had the time to slam her mouth shut again, but she ignored it and persisted in building back up her cock-riding pace. By now her gash was squirting out thick strings of girlcum each and every time she pounded herself down on Ralph’s massive rod, her cunny coiling convulsively around its length. She was so close to a big orgasm, she just knew it! Her vision was wavering and her mind was drowning in lust. Just a little more, the punk girl urged to herself.

Unfortunately, while she was concerning herself with her own orgasm, Ralph released a loud, uncertain grunt, and she felt his cock expanding unstoppably in her pussy.
‘What the hell? I told you to warn m- Ooo!’
As hot ropes of jizz exploded abruptly from the tip of Ralph’s cock, and thoroughly bathed Talia’s poor, abused womb in cum, she finally felt her own climax hit her.

Talia’s soft, curvy body shook, her huge breasts jiggling pleasantly, as a powerful orgasm wracked her mind. Her slit clenched and unclenched around Ralph’s cum-spewing shaft sporadically, and the occasional burst of femcum, mixed with the boy’s jizz, sprayed from her cock-stuffed quim. Her tummy, already bulging with Ralph’s monstercock, began to bloat pronouncedly due to the massive amount of hot, slimy seed filling up her womb and racing down her fallopian tubes. If she wasn’t on the pill, she might’ve gotten impregnated by a little kid! Somehow, the depraved taboo and sheer ridiculousness of that thought shot another spike of pleasure down to her trembling snatch, and she laughed almost hysterically as tears of pleasure streamed down her face, without a care in the world for her swelling stomach, or the thick boycum seeping from her stretched, abused pussy.

When their respective orgasms had finally died down, Ralph’s meek whimpers and Talia’s gasps for air were the only sounds that resounded through the empty warehouse. ‘T-that was amazing, kid,’ the punk girl breathed ruefully, slowly pushing herself up with as much strength as her trembling, wobbling body could muster.

‘So will you finally tell me where my sister is?’ Ralph whined plaintively, only to be answered by the loud, wet-sounding schlooorp of Talia pulling his massive pole from her stretched gash.

‘Fuck, kid, I don’t know where she is,’ Talia replied dismissively, as a waterfall of sticky white jizz drooled from her cunt and splattered thickly all over Ralph’s juice- and drool-drenched groin. ‘Sandra and Natalie rounded the rest of the girls together to beat up some guy, and I haven’t heard from them since. But, hey, here’s an idea! How ’bout you stay here and keep me company ’til they get back?’

‘But—that’s not fair! You said you knew where my sissy was and you would tell me if I gave you my, uh…my cherry!’ The boy pouted, jutting his lower lip out. Talia found it so fucking adorable that she felt her exhausted pussy clench yet again.

‘In my defence,’ she said with a wicked grin, ‘I never said I knew where she was. I just said that I could tell you where she was, which is, I don’t know.’ She dropped to her haunches in front of the chair. ‘Now what do you say to getting this nice, monstrous dick of yours all nice and hard again so that we can go for round two?’

Without waiting for an answer, the top-heavy teen wrapped her two enormous, soft breasts around Ralph’s softening prick. He groaned at the new sensation of Talia’s tits wrapping around his shaft, the heavy weight resting on his legs. Talia cooed happily; even semi-erect, the little boy’s huge cock managed to escape her cavernous cleavage. Smirking, she thrust her head forward and suckled on the crown of Ralph’s softening cock, simultaneously tightening her breasts around the meaty pole as she began bouncing the weighty orbs up and down.
Just as Ralph’s massive boycock began to harden again, one of the side doors of the warehouse slammed open.

‘Yo, Talia, we beat up the shithead who thought it was smart to feel up Natalie, and— What the fuck!’ It was the voice of another teenage punk girl who had burst so confidently into the warehouse, followed by several other girls. All of them varied in height and had wild hairstyles, tattoos and piercings. The only thing they had in common were the leather jackets, and the fact that they were all strikingly beautiful.

But the speaker, as it turned out, was someone Ralph recognized.
‘What the fuck are you doing to my little brother, you bitch!?’ The girl hissed, stomping over to Talia. ‘You better not have popped his cherry, or else…!’

‘Sis…’ Ralph mumbled, his tone the very definition of pure, heartfelt relief, looking at the newcomer with wide, wet eyes.

Like him, she had coal black hair, only it was cut in a boyish fashion with her bangs grown long and dyed an electric blue, covering one of her brown eyes. She had an oval face with softly rounded cheeks and lips a little plusher and more pouty than Talia’s, coloured a deep purple. She wore a red shirt with a black Anarchy symbol, the hemline cut off high enough to expose a flat, delightful bit of stomach, while the Anarchy symbol was stretched over her big, round breasts. They were not as huge as those of Talia, but were nicely shaped and sat a little higher on her chest. A slim waist flared out into broad hips and long, shapely legs peeked out from under a short, leather skirt.

Talia popped Ralph’s cockhead out of her mouth and smiled broadly. ‘You bet your sweet ass I have! Want sloppy seconds?’

Sandra glared down at her leader and looked like she was about to release a storm of curse words…but then she sighed instead. ‘Did he fuck your ass yet?’

‘No, but I’m not sure if that’s a wise idea…’ Talia mused, rising, her tits wobbling, and taking a few steps back.

Gasps and murmurs came from the group of girls behind Sandra as Ralph’s member came into view. The boy’s cock had grown erect between Talia’s breasts and was back to its full imposing size—but Sandra merely shrugged and stepped up to the chair Ralph was sitting in. Standing close to him, she took off her leather jacket and pulled her panties down over her long, shapely legs. When she’d stepped out of them she got in the chair and straddled Ralph’s legs, pressing his domed cockhead against her pink, clenching pucker.

‘Don’t you dare tell mom, okay?’ she growled darkly, but silenced her baby brother with a ferocious, tongue-y kiss before he could answer.

‘Hey! When do we get a turn?’ another of the Fallen Angels piped up eagerly.

‘Yeah! It isn’t often a girl gets a dick like that all to herself!’ another shouted.

‘Shut the hell up, ladies!’ Talia shouted commandingly. ‘I’m sure something can be arranged with Ralphie…once Sandra is done with him.’

Before any of them could object, Sandra’s sharp, piercing shriek echoed through the warehouse as her teen anus stretched around the fat, domed crown of her brother.
What poor Ralph didn’t know was that this was only the beginning for him…

THE END.