Since he had made that call, Ron seemed… unhinged. Not that Laura would complain. The middle-aged journalist was now almost always hard, his thick fat cock standing between his legs obscenely engorged and red. Every now and then he would grab the first woman he had close, and fuck her raw for what felt like an eternity. As a consequence, Laura tried to be around Ron as much as possible, so that she could be the receptacle of his outbursts – except when there was someone else from the Resistance group who was ready for a quick go.
Sometimes Ron came after fucking Laura, leaving trails of white cum that the other girls – starved for semen – would lick from the floor or straight from his dripping cock; sometimes he would just retire after half an hour of frantic coupling, too spent to cum and yet still hard, red, sweaty and frustrated.
Laura had been with Ron when he had called his wife. “You have to take the kids and go to the neighbors”, he told her, while Laura moaned with her head between his legs, trying to fit as much of his cock inside her mouth. “Yes. Yes. I know what I said. But there is something wrong going on here in Washington and I don’t want you to be alone right now. Also, you need to watch the Show”, he said, as his cock tensed and shot the first load in Laura’s mouth.
“It is crucial that you go to the neighbors and turn on the TV and watch Channel Four. It’s the only way we can fight it”, he added, as Laura eagerly gulped down the hot stream of cum that continued spurting from his cock, which felt harder than ever.
Ron’s kids were Alexandra, a cute 20 years-old with impressive grades and a scholarship at the NYU, and Michael, a smart 18 years-old with a thing for programming and astronomy. After convincing his wife Jolene to take the kids and go to the neighbors to watch the Show and join the resistance, Ron had proudly showed the photos he had of Alex and Michael on his phone to Laura. She, however, found it difficult to focus on the pictures, as she was bent on all fours with Ron fucking her senseless doggy-style, while holding the phone in front of her face.
After that, Ron had gone downhill. All he did was talk about the importance of having people join the Resistance to fight against whoever was behind the Show, addressing the growingly indifferent crowd gathered in his house, and occasionally fuck Laura and the other women. All the while, a procession of women and men had sex on screen on the always-on TV.
Luckily, watching Channel Four proved useful, as the Show offered a solution to the dilemma encountered by the girls of the Resistance: was it better to take a cock in the mouth to drink down the delicious cum, or plunge it deep in one’s pussy for a good old fuck? The question was answered by the Show when, for the first time, one of the girls (a brunette with impressively huge tits and round curves) took two men at the same time, one in her mouth and one in her pussy.
It was a revelation for the members of the Resistance, who immediately adopted the new practice, even if that meant that the ratio of men to women was even less satisfactory than before. Laura herself wondered how and why she did not think about such an elegant solution before, before losing all ability to have rational thoughts under the incredible pleasure of experiencing for the first time a cock in her mouth and one in her cunt.
After hours of senseless orgy with no talk but the incessant bubbling of the TV and the screams and moans of the members of the resistance, all the men lay spent on the couch or floor.
All but Ron, whose sore, red cock still stood fat and hard, even if all out of cum and virtually unable to orgasm. The journalist was then able to win back the attention of the men, who had regained some sort of sense, and of the women, who did not as much listen to him but stare and masturbate at the sight of his cock, and who were willing to do anything for a chance of fucking or sucking it.
“We need to fight the Show”, repeated Ron for the umpteenth time, picking up his clothes from the floor. “But we need more members to join the Resistance. Whoever is behind this must be powerful and well connected. I would not exclude the possibility that our country is undergoing some sort of golpe. We have no hope by ourselves. We need to recruit as much help as we can”.
Ron started dressing up, forcing his hard cock in his pants, despite a very visible bulge. Laura could see where this was going, so in turn started dressing – without caring too much about the white stains on her shirt, or the fact that her skirt was laying in a pool of mixed fluids and dripping wet when she picked it up.
“People cannot fight what they do not know. So we have to find whoever is hiding, however is avoiding the Show, whoever has the will to fight it, and bring them to our place. Make them watch it. Make them join us. Are you with me?”
Most men and women of the resistance nodded uncertainly. Laura moved to the right side of the tall, imposing journalist, the Leader of the Resistance, leaned against him, running her hand on his chest and crotch, and licked her lips, thinking of all the cocks that she could suck, and fuck, and both, if the resistance gained traction. “Yesss…”, she whispered, sultry. “Let’s find them. Take them. Make them all join the resistance. All of them”.
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