My Pick Up Artist System

Author's Note: This scene will be a two-parter.

As Camila laid on Ben's bed, Annabelle grabbed and pulled down the Latina's red panties like she was performing a casual chore around the house.

Next, chucking them to the side, she held Camila's legs open like a gynecologist...as she tilted her head. "The skin color there's a little darker than mine…"

Camila's eye twitched upon hearing that. Meanwhile, Ben wanted to make a "that's racist" joke…but he changed his mind because he also wanted to fuck.

Instead, he bent over and took a gander himself, prompting Camila to frown and close her legs. That, made Ben shake his head. "Scientific research must be peer-reviewed!"

Annabelle's eyebrows raised at that scientific truth. "He's right!" With her kind smile, she then gazed at Camila in a way that stirred the lesbian's loins...motivating her to spread her legs again with reluctance.

Ben showed a cocky smirk as he got an eyeful, but soon turned to Annabelle. "Is it darker? We'll need to see yours to be sure."

"...Oh, that's true!" The blonde stood, reaching up her dress as she pulled down her underwear, and threw them to the side too, before lifting her dress…and exposing herself for them to see.

At the sight of that tasty pussy...Camila licked her lips, as she tried to sit up and reach out for it. However, Annabelle slapped her hand away. "It's not me, silly! I'm in the audience today. You're the star of the water show!" She pushed Camila back onto the bed, before getting on her knees and resuming rubbing her thighs. When she turned to look at Ben, he could see her eye were bright, like an inquisitive child on her first trip to Disney World.

Except, instead of Mickey Mouse and Goofy, Ben was more like one of those male strippers from the Dancing Bear videos…

Regardless, she came to see a water show so he'd give her a water show. Sitting down next to Annabelle, he put his hands up facing him as if he was a surgeon putting on gloves. Next, he grabbed Camila's knees, looked her in the eyes, and yanked them apart!

"Carajo!" She grimaced when he touched her.

Despite that though, Ben knew the method to warm up this Latina. "The patient is too responsive. We need a local anesthetic. Annabelle, if you'd please assist me."

The blonde smiled. "Oh, how?"

Ben inched closer to her and whispered into her ear.

'What the hell are they murmuring about?' Camila narrowed her eyes.

When the two spread apart, with a serious expression, Annabelle looked at Ben and gave him an affirmative nod as if saying: 'You can count on me.' Then, turning to Camila, she leaned forward, and…

*Ptu* She spat on her pussy!

"Uunhh~" When the Mexican beauty felt Annabelle's saliva hit her private area...she couldn't help releasing a moan, turned on in an instant…

Ben nodded over and over. "Good, now please warm the area up for me…"

Her smile widening, Annabelle leaned forward as her fingers began rubbing the saliva she spat, over every inch of Camila's lady parts... "I've never touched one of these that belonged to another girl before…"

"I-is that right?" Camila's breathing became rougher. There was nothing she enjoyed more than taking a girl's first time with another girl, especially if that girl was straight...

Annabelle's face leaned closer and closer, examining Camila's pussy with great interest… "So, warm it up more, like this?" Tracing one finger in a closing spiral around Camila's slit...it soon reached the center, over the hole, at which point Annabelle glanced up into Camila's eyes, and inserted it...

"Mmm~" The Latina bit her lower lip as she gazed at Annabelle. "Yea, like that…"

"Okay…" The blonde pushed her finger deeper, pulling it in and out, investigating Camila's insides with a curious touch…

Soon, there was even female fluid leaking from there, which got Annabelle's attention. "Oh, I wonder…" Moving her head forward, she opened her mouth, and gave it a lick…

"Uhhh~" Feeling a tongue brush on her, Camila's body was heating up...

"Hmm, it tastes more bitter than mine…" Annabelle gave a chef's critique of the taste, as if leaving it on Yelp wasn't reliable anymore...

That, made Camila want to discover the difference first hand, but this wasn't Jiro Dreams of Sushi...

If anything, it was more like the unpopular direct-to-DVD sequel--Jiro's Nightmares of Troll-Rape...

Because before Camila got a chance to pass any forbidden gates, she'd have to defeat the guardian, and this one--was a dragon.

Ben brushed Annabelle's hair as he moved closer to Camila's groin. "Good job, you're warming her up well."

"Ang~" Camila moaned as if confirming.

The blonde looked at him. "It's easy! Now can I see the water show?"

"Of course!" He appreciated her enthusiasm. "Good, good… Let the donkey—I mean water show begin…"

When she heard donkey, Camila paled a little. After all, she was Mexican...

Yet for some, a donkey might be preferable to the next villain who entered the scene...

As the fingers of Ben's right hand twirled around, he soon summoned a fourth pseudo-member into the room—Wartortle!

Ben gazed at his hand as he visualized the spirit appearing to stand atop it, gazing at him with annoyance. 'I come all the way here, yet I get nothing. No "hello..."

No "Hey Wartortle, how was your day?"

You just shove me right into the thick of things...

You know, these working conditions, they're...eh I don't think this is legal...

I'm thinking of calling my Union Rep...'

Ben shook his head to rid himself of the vision as both the girls squinted at him. In his mind though, he snorted. 'Like I'll ever let a union get involved. I'll call Frank Sheeran to solve you...'

Then, realizing any more silence might kill the entire scene...Ben made the smart decision to slide his fingers up Camila's leg...as they soon replaced Annabelle's. Now, for the third time, he felt the Mexican girl's slippery insides...

Except Ben wasn't as gentle as Annabelle. So when combining that with Camila's sensitive privates...

"Ah!" She winced as her body kept twitching…because Ben, was finger-banging her!

*Slap* *Slap*

Drops of natural lube dripped from Camila's pussy…as Annabelle watched from the side, holding her hands in fists against her large breasts… She gazed with intensity because she didn't want to miss the moment--when the water show began! And with Ben calling the rain, it didn't take long for the thunder to arrive!

"Me vengooo!" Camila squirmed as his fingers slapped against her wet pussy, soon commencing the show!

*Squirt*

Annabelle gasped as she observed a stream of clear liquid fire out of the Latina's slit and cover the ground…

It made the blonde's eyes go wide, as if seeing inspiration for new artwork, or, the life and death of a civilization in an alternate dimension…

Either way, it was well worth the ticket price of entry… In fact, Annabelle found the show so splendid that she started bouncing up and down on her knees, her tits swinging with the momentum... "Great! Now, me next! First-person perspective!"

Ben raised an eyebrow. "As you wish…" He'd never turn down anyone for this ride, as long as they passed the minimum height threshold, which wasn't much for him...

You could call him Tormund Anythingsbane because he'd do hobbits or giants if they were sexy enough...

Regardless, Ben knew what he needed to focus on now, which was helping Annabelle lay down next to the panting Camila, as she spread her legs for him, showing another beautiful pussy ready to get juiced…

'Well, better not to keep a lady waiting.' Since his fingers were already warmed up, Ben jumped right in!

"Hahh~" Annabelle cried in pleasure, as she watched and heard Ben's hand slap against her pussy…

*Slap* *Slap*

Meanwhile, Camila's body had recovered, but was now falling even deeper into heat when she saw the beautiful blonde with her legs spread next to her. Smelling the familiar scent of a woman's musk, Camila desired to get in on the action too. So, as Ben's fingers did their magic, she also used her moves.

One of her hands grabbed and began massaging Annabelle's huge breast over her dress… In fact, Camila's eyes enlarged when she realized the size of it. Yet, she stayed focused, because that wasn't the true goal. Moving her head down near Annabelle's belly, Camila pulled back the skirt, giving her a clear sight of Ben's fingers dancing inside of Annabelle's hole…making Camila lick her lips…

Soon, her head was right above the action, as she stuck her tongue out…and licked…

"Ooooh~" Annabelle had never experienced a woman licking her before, let alone at the same time as a man also pleasured her…

Camila wasn't a rookie either. She knew how to hit a girl's spots. So that, combined with Ben's divine technique…soon made Annabelle burst!

"AHAAAAAA~" She was squirting!

Hearing her cry, Camila knew what was cumming, and also what she desired to do. "Mmm, give it to me…" She pulled out Ben's hand and opened her mouth, as her lips covered Annabelle's hole! She was drinking the squirt juice!

Yet, this squirt differed from her own, because on top of Ben's technique, Annabelle was a natural squirter! It meant the amount of liquid was huge! She didn't only squirt once but multiple times! Like a female Ben!

So as Camila's mouth filled up like she'd drank from a water gun, her cheeks bulged! She was getting a mouthful! Yet, she didn't mind!

*Gulp* The Latina drank it up…even moaning when she finished. "Oh, siii~"

As for Ben, watching the two beautiful girls with their pussies exposed pleasuring each other was perfect in his mind. Except he had a nagging feeling something was off. Soon though, he realized what it was. 'When did I become an extra?'

…

Shaking his head in disapproval, he vowed to regain his former glory. Hence, as the two girls laid there exhausted from stimulation, he began to remove his pants… 'Time to show you why they call me the leading man.'

Even though no one ever called him that…