“Please Chuck, haven’t you done enough to me?” Yvonne begged as she tugged at her long blonde hair.
I was as fake as her tits, ass, and lips, but the package still looked good as far as I was concerned.
“Do you think I’ve done enough?” I asked back at her.
“What? No, please… don’t ask me that… you know you’ve messed with my head that way.” she pleaded in response.
It was true of course, if asked, she’d never say no. It was one of the first things I’d pushed deep into her head, to always want to be better, to always want to improve, to always want… more.
“Answer the question.” I commanded and her lips quivered for a moment before they parted and her voice filled the room.
“No. My tits should be bigger, my ass fuller, my lips puffier, my hair blonder, my waist thinner. Please make me get bigger implants. Please make me work out more. Please make me into an even more perfect fuck toy for you!” she cried out and then pulled her top to the sides and pushed off the edge of the pool to her knees.
Her fingers made short work of my pants and her lips wrapped around my soft member, eager to get it hard and inside of her.
It wasn’t long before I had her bent over the edge of the pool deck, my dick buried deep inside of her pussy, and her voice once more filled the room as she cried out in pure bliss.
After a few minutes of fucking her, I looked up and out of the pool room, across to the neighbours back yard where Becky was standing.
The stacked redhead was staring in absolute jealousy as Yvonne got fucked and fucked hard.
I gave Yvonne’s ass a good slap, her voice cried out even louder than it had been and there was no doubt that many of the neighbours would have heard it.
Becky flushed, her hand reaching between her legs, before she bolted back inside.
I chuckled and made a mental note to visit Becky tomorrow, she looked like she’d been working extra hard to get in shape and that deserved a reward.
Looking around the backyards, there were no fences, and Yvonne’s voice had drawn out a few other women. There was Miranda in her apron that couldn’t contain her massive tits, and Chrissy in her latex drone suit, Reiko in her traditional Japanese dress, and finally Cecelia, the exchange student that was my latest addition to the neighbourhood.
I had two dozen homes in the neighbourhood, all their backyards connected together, all of the women in them my eager willing sex toys… or at least most of them. Cecelia was still getting settled in and hadn’t quite yet accepted things, and Yvonne… well Yvonne was exceptionally strong willed.
She’d held out for almost a year now, but I doubted it would be much longer before she gave in and simply accepted her new life. If not… well I couldn’t exactly complain about her attitude, it was enjoyable watching her try and resist, which was why I was spending so much time these days at her house.
I could always just push her over the edge and finish her off that way, but I saw no reason to do that at the moment.
