13-03-2020, 10:32 PM
On the other side of the table placed in the centre of the room were the final four of our current top table. Dixie was in the middle flirting shamelessly with the three guys on either side of her and I watched them look at me nervously as though scared of what I might say.
On her right was Tony who was throwing his arms around expressively. Tony was like a second brother for Scott and I. He'd been in and out of our house every week as we were growing up. When our parents had died his mom had made sure we were ok and was always checking in on us. It was nice to feel that we still had somebody looking out for us.
Over time Tony and I had become really close but we were so different. He was the typical Italian cheeky chappie with the gift of the gab. What he lacked for in physique he made up for in wit and personality. I personally had seen him charm a number of hot chicks into his bed despite his modest physical attributes. He was a great guy to have around and was our eyes and ears. If anything was happening that we needed to know nine times out of ten Tony would find out about it first.
Finally to Dixie's left were Mike and Alex. This final pair were like chalk and cheese. Mike was probably the guy in the group who was most like me. He had the same dark, handsome Italian features, the same confident swagger and the same huge ego. But his similarity to me was a worry. I thought we could have another Marc on our hands. We had always got on well and he'd never dared to challenge me but I knew that he wouldn't hesitate for a second to sell me out if it would benefit him.
Alex couldn't have been more different. He was much more quiet and withdrawn. I'd only drawn him into the top table because he was so perceptive, he noticed things other people missed and was great at offering another perspective on situations. Physically he was nothing special, being short and pale but had been great mates with Scott for years. But I worried about his social awkwardness and whether he could hack being in a gang as the stakes got raised. I didn't know if he had the gumption to stick it out when the shit hit the fan.
As soon as I sat down at my seat at the head of the table the room went quiet waiting to hear what I had to say. Usually I'd go round the room and get an update on how things were going and whether there were any issues which needed dealing with but this week was different.
"We've all got far too comfortable." I spoke the words calmly but I felt eyes darting towards me on all sides as the casually relaxed atmosphere quickly gave way to a now tense, businesslike tone.
"Yes we run this college. Yes we're making a bit of money. Hell we're making more money than we've ever had before in our lives and it feels pretty good, doesn't it?"
I looked round the room and saw a few nods in response, looks of pride which only reinforced my view that everyone had got complacent.
"But it's not good enough!" A few of those who had been nodding flinched slightly, taken aback by my newly strident tone. "You lot might be happy being small-time, constantly bowing to the big shots, but I'm certainly not."
"We've achieved a lot in the last few months and we should be proud of that. It gives us a firm base to build on but we need to step it up now. That means every one of us needs to be on the lookout for new opportunities, ways we can expand our reach and grow our operation."
As I looked into the eyes around the table I saw a mixture of emotions, some looking excited while others were fearful.
"And I've got some good news to get us started. This weekend I seduced a cop and banged the shit out of her." This lightened the mood and a few of the guys wooped as I bragged of my exploits.
"She was scoping us out which I take as a complement; we are already on the cops radar. But something tells me we don't have to worry about them now. By the time I'd finished with her the dumb slut was begging for my dick. This was a top officer in their vice squad, not some office junior. And now she'll be our personal mole in the force."
The only person who didn't look pleased to hear the news was Dixie. Girls could get so jealous I thought. But then again I knew I could use that to my advantage. Dixie would be even more determined to please me and prove herself to be my best slut.
"Now we need to be careful. We all know that we're are nowhere near as powerful as some of the other gangs that run this city, but we will be. We just gotta play it clever and wait for our chance to strike. So we gotta be careful but we've got to show we mean business too. And remember this is a merit based system I'm running here. Those of you who step up to the plate will get rewarded, handsomely. Right, that's enough business for one day. It's important you guys all get your relaxation so I've arranged a special treat for you all, but remember tomorrow the hard work begins."
I nodded to Dixie and she got up and left the room for a moment. When she returned a few minutes later she was accompanied by a bevy of the hottest cheerleaders in the college, wearing the skimpiest outfits.
Suddenly the room was a whir of movement as the guys picked out their favoured girls and started making their moves on them. I saw a few eyeing me up hungrily but then divert their attention as Dixie gave them daggers.
Within just a few minutes the room had been completely transformed. Whereas it had been quiet, serious and sober it had now turned into a heaving mass of writhing bodies, an utterly debauched scene.
I saw Rick had pulled a couple of girls towards him and immediately dropped his shorts. The two chicks were on their knees, worshipping his now rock hard 7 incher, as he moaned in pleasure. Further round the room I saw Jayden and Elijah had picked out a fairly petite girl and quickly had her bent over. They were brutally spit roasting her with Elijah stuffing her cunt with his dick while Jayden kept her mouth full. Their dark black skin, combined with their huge size made the slut servicing them seen even smaller. But looking at her face she was loving every second of the degrading treatment.
The other guys were all taking things at their own pace and I saw that one chick was really having to cajole Alex into joining in, pushing him to overcome his inhibitions.
But this observation was brought to an abrupt end as I saw Dixie approach me. She had stripped down to just a tiny red thong and I couldn't help but stare at her impressive chest. Her big, golden tits pushed out and hung in the air as though held up by an invisible object.
As she strutted across the room her hips swayed and the movement caused her tits to bounce. It was so erotic to watch and I felt my prick stiffening in my pants.
When she finally reached where I was sitting she mounted me, crowding my face with her huge mounds of flesh, smothering me in their smooth folds.
Leaning forward she started whispering in my ear, "So you bagged yourself a cop, did you? You sexy, bitch-breaking stud?" Her voice was raspy and she was trying her best to be nonchalant but I could tell that she was jealous as hell.
Her breath felt hot on my neck and I could feel my cock starting to leak precum and ache painfully in its tight confines as Dixie gyrated on me, as though she was performing a lap dance for me.
"But you know that I'll always be your number one don't you? You know I've got the best body, the biggest tits, the tightest ass and that I make this harder than any other bitch around?" She thrust her hand down, massaging my throbbing junk through my trousers.
I couldn't take it any longer. I lifted my arms up and effortlessly picked Dixie up in my arms and rose to my feet before depositing her before me. I whipped off my trousers and my stiff prick came bounding upwards, before landing on her outstretched chin.
"Well I guess you better prove it then, hadn't you?" I said playfully, grinning down at her desperate, eager face.
The next couple of hours were a sexual whirlwind. Dixie outdid herself with the nasty, sordid lengths she was willing to go to in order to satisfy me. We dominated the whole room with as our bodies hammered into each other, like a strip of potassium thrown into water, igniting and dazzling all onlookers.
Whether it was the audience or the knowledge that she had new competition the sex was simply mindblowing. As I fell asleep that night I knew that if shagging other girls made Dixie react like this then I needed to do it a whole lot more. And as I lost consciousness I felt incredibly contented, knowing that was exactly what I was going to do.
End of Chapter 2
On her right was Tony who was throwing his arms around expressively. Tony was like a second brother for Scott and I. He'd been in and out of our house every week as we were growing up. When our parents had died his mom had made sure we were ok and was always checking in on us. It was nice to feel that we still had somebody looking out for us.
Over time Tony and I had become really close but we were so different. He was the typical Italian cheeky chappie with the gift of the gab. What he lacked for in physique he made up for in wit and personality. I personally had seen him charm a number of hot chicks into his bed despite his modest physical attributes. He was a great guy to have around and was our eyes and ears. If anything was happening that we needed to know nine times out of ten Tony would find out about it first.
Finally to Dixie's left were Mike and Alex. This final pair were like chalk and cheese. Mike was probably the guy in the group who was most like me. He had the same dark, handsome Italian features, the same confident swagger and the same huge ego. But his similarity to me was a worry. I thought we could have another Marc on our hands. We had always got on well and he'd never dared to challenge me but I knew that he wouldn't hesitate for a second to sell me out if it would benefit him.
Alex couldn't have been more different. He was much more quiet and withdrawn. I'd only drawn him into the top table because he was so perceptive, he noticed things other people missed and was great at offering another perspective on situations. Physically he was nothing special, being short and pale but had been great mates with Scott for years. But I worried about his social awkwardness and whether he could hack being in a gang as the stakes got raised. I didn't know if he had the gumption to stick it out when the shit hit the fan.
As soon as I sat down at my seat at the head of the table the room went quiet waiting to hear what I had to say. Usually I'd go round the room and get an update on how things were going and whether there were any issues which needed dealing with but this week was different.
"We've all got far too comfortable." I spoke the words calmly but I felt eyes darting towards me on all sides as the casually relaxed atmosphere quickly gave way to a now tense, businesslike tone.
"Yes we run this college. Yes we're making a bit of money. Hell we're making more money than we've ever had before in our lives and it feels pretty good, doesn't it?"
I looked round the room and saw a few nods in response, looks of pride which only reinforced my view that everyone had got complacent.
"But it's not good enough!" A few of those who had been nodding flinched slightly, taken aback by my newly strident tone. "You lot might be happy being small-time, constantly bowing to the big shots, but I'm certainly not."
"We've achieved a lot in the last few months and we should be proud of that. It gives us a firm base to build on but we need to step it up now. That means every one of us needs to be on the lookout for new opportunities, ways we can expand our reach and grow our operation."
As I looked into the eyes around the table I saw a mixture of emotions, some looking excited while others were fearful.
"And I've got some good news to get us started. This weekend I seduced a cop and banged the shit out of her." This lightened the mood and a few of the guys wooped as I bragged of my exploits.
"She was scoping us out which I take as a complement; we are already on the cops radar. But something tells me we don't have to worry about them now. By the time I'd finished with her the dumb slut was begging for my dick. This was a top officer in their vice squad, not some office junior. And now she'll be our personal mole in the force."
The only person who didn't look pleased to hear the news was Dixie. Girls could get so jealous I thought. But then again I knew I could use that to my advantage. Dixie would be even more determined to please me and prove herself to be my best slut.
"Now we need to be careful. We all know that we're are nowhere near as powerful as some of the other gangs that run this city, but we will be. We just gotta play it clever and wait for our chance to strike. So we gotta be careful but we've got to show we mean business too. And remember this is a merit based system I'm running here. Those of you who step up to the plate will get rewarded, handsomely. Right, that's enough business for one day. It's important you guys all get your relaxation so I've arranged a special treat for you all, but remember tomorrow the hard work begins."
I nodded to Dixie and she got up and left the room for a moment. When she returned a few minutes later she was accompanied by a bevy of the hottest cheerleaders in the college, wearing the skimpiest outfits.
Suddenly the room was a whir of movement as the guys picked out their favoured girls and started making their moves on them. I saw a few eyeing me up hungrily but then divert their attention as Dixie gave them daggers.
Within just a few minutes the room had been completely transformed. Whereas it had been quiet, serious and sober it had now turned into a heaving mass of writhing bodies, an utterly debauched scene.
I saw Rick had pulled a couple of girls towards him and immediately dropped his shorts. The two chicks were on their knees, worshipping his now rock hard 7 incher, as he moaned in pleasure. Further round the room I saw Jayden and Elijah had picked out a fairly petite girl and quickly had her bent over. They were brutally spit roasting her with Elijah stuffing her cunt with his dick while Jayden kept her mouth full. Their dark black skin, combined with their huge size made the slut servicing them seen even smaller. But looking at her face she was loving every second of the degrading treatment.
The other guys were all taking things at their own pace and I saw that one chick was really having to cajole Alex into joining in, pushing him to overcome his inhibitions.
But this observation was brought to an abrupt end as I saw Dixie approach me. She had stripped down to just a tiny red thong and I couldn't help but stare at her impressive chest. Her big, golden tits pushed out and hung in the air as though held up by an invisible object.
As she strutted across the room her hips swayed and the movement caused her tits to bounce. It was so erotic to watch and I felt my prick stiffening in my pants.
When she finally reached where I was sitting she mounted me, crowding my face with her huge mounds of flesh, smothering me in their smooth folds.
Leaning forward she started whispering in my ear, "So you bagged yourself a cop, did you? You sexy, bitch-breaking stud?" Her voice was raspy and she was trying her best to be nonchalant but I could tell that she was jealous as hell.
Her breath felt hot on my neck and I could feel my cock starting to leak precum and ache painfully in its tight confines as Dixie gyrated on me, as though she was performing a lap dance for me.
"But you know that I'll always be your number one don't you? You know I've got the best body, the biggest tits, the tightest ass and that I make this harder than any other bitch around?" She thrust her hand down, massaging my throbbing junk through my trousers.
I couldn't take it any longer. I lifted my arms up and effortlessly picked Dixie up in my arms and rose to my feet before depositing her before me. I whipped off my trousers and my stiff prick came bounding upwards, before landing on her outstretched chin.
"Well I guess you better prove it then, hadn't you?" I said playfully, grinning down at her desperate, eager face.
The next couple of hours were a sexual whirlwind. Dixie outdid herself with the nasty, sordid lengths she was willing to go to in order to satisfy me. We dominated the whole room with as our bodies hammered into each other, like a strip of potassium thrown into water, igniting and dazzling all onlookers.
Whether it was the audience or the knowledge that she had new competition the sex was simply mindblowing. As I fell asleep that night I knew that if shagging other girls made Dixie react like this then I needed to do it a whole lot more. And as I lost consciousness I felt incredibly contented, knowing that was exactly what I was going to do.
End of Chapter 2
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