Faust & Strong

>Meet Lauren at a Con
>for whatever reason the two of you hit it off. She wants to chat more but there's a line-up forming for her autograph
>Says she'd like to continue the chat later, asks for your cell number
>You get a text later, inviting you up to her hotel room.
>You're sweating bullets but you go for it
>She greets you at the door and welcomes you in. You're pretty nervous at first, but after a couple glasses of wine your tongue's loosened and you're chatting easily with her.
>The two of you are sitting on the couch and have moved onto your second bottle of red wine when there's a loud knock on the door. Lauren ignores it at first, but finally rolls her eyes and stands up. "One second, I'm pretty sure I know who that is"
>She returns a second later, an obviously drunk Tara Strong in tow. "Hey there, who's this?" she asks, slurring her words slightly. She flops down right next to you on the couch, taking a sip from your wine glass. Faust sighs.
>"I'll be right back, ok? I'm just gonna call her a cab and then we can... continue, alright?" She leaves.
>Strong smiles widely at you and puts her legs up across yours. "She's got such a stick up her ass sometimes, you know?" she winks and elbows you in the ribs, "or she's looking to get one up there" She laughs and pushes her chest forward, giving you a view into her plunging cleavage. You try not to stare, but judging from her smile she caught you anyways. "Mmm, I think I need more wine..." She takes a sip of yours and licks the drops from the outside of the glass.
>Tara continues to slide further and further into your lap. You try chatting with her, and she listens politely, but it's pretty clear she's not interested in talking. She giggles at your jokes, brushes her chest against yours, and licks her plump lips after every mouthful of wine.
>You're pretty drunk by this point, and it's pretty much impossible to hide your arousal. You can barely tear your eyes away from her cleavage. She's fully aware of it, and keeps making them bounce and jiggle enticingly.
>To top it off she keeps gently grinding her plush ass against your lap. It's slowly driving you insane.
>Tara takes one last sip from your glass, emptying it and licking it clean. "Hmm, let me top that up again for you..." she leans over to grab the bottle, causing her breasts to sway hypnotically. She picks up the bottle and fills your glass up to the brim. "Come on, drink with me!" she says, giggling. You try and take a shallow sip, only to have her put her lips to the other side of the glass and drink with you.
>She pulls back and smiles apologetically. "Sorry I keep stealing yours, but I'm just so thirsty!" she says. She picks up the bottle and takes a long swig from it. You take the opportunity to wrap one hand around her backside, both to keep her balanced and to sink your fingers into her luscious backside. She yelps slightly, causing her to spill wine onto her cleavage.
>She shakes her finger at you. "Dirty, dirty. And now see what you've done?" she shakes her breasts, causing the wine to spread along the surface of her breasts. "Well, no reason to waste wine..." she murmurs. She looks up at you, grins, and then shoves her breasts into your face.
>After a moment of confusion, you begin to lick her breasts, lapping the spilled wine from them. She giggles and pushes your face further, straddling you to give you better access. You get both of your hands on her ass, kneading it furiously. She begins to moan.
>"Hold up a second," she says, leaning back a bit. She reaches for the wine bottle. Before she can grab it you grab the front of her dress and pull it down, revealing her dark nipples, still dripping with wine. "Ooh, you're quick," she giggles, picking up the wine bottle and pouring more across her exposed breasts. "Want another taste?" she asks, shaking them from side to side. You dive back in, lapping wine off her areola's before biting down on her right nipple. She moans raggedly.
>You begin kneading her ass again, slipping your hands under her dress. You aren't surprised in the least that she's not wearing underwear. You suck hard on her nipple, and are surprised to taste a trickle of milk mixed in with the wine. She moans whorishly and begins to grind on you.
>You continue your efforts, alternating between lapping up wine and suckling milk. Her nipples are hard as diamonds bu this point, and she moans continuously. At the same time you squeeze and smack her ass, even running one of your fingers around her rectum, which causes her to yelp with surprise. "N-not back there," she moans, "not without lube..." you laugh and continue to trace it with one finger, occasionally prodding it.
>As much as you're enjoying all this, there's still a niggling feeling in the back of your head that you're forgetting something...
>Which is when you hear the bedroom door open, and Lauren say "Alright, the cabs are all backed up, so- oh goddammit"
>So there you are, sitting in Lauren Faust's hotel room with one of Tara Strong's nipples in your mouth and a finger prodding her asshole, with Lauren Faust shouting at you. Well not actually at YOU, for some reason.
>"Every goddamn time!" she cries, "I can't believe you Tara! Just once can I bring a guy back to my room and not have you fuck him?" Tara laughs and begins grinding against you again.
>"Oh come on Laur, he was just so cute! Besides, you guys finished a bottle of wine and still had your clothes on! If you want to get laid at a con you have to whip them out and let them play with you!" she giggles and pushes her ass back into your hands. "Now if you're quiet, I'll let you watch!" she says.
>"Oh hell no," Faust says, shoving Tara off you. "Hi there," she says, straddling you like Tara was, "I wasn't done with you." She then kisses you fiercely, forcing her tongue into your mouth while slowly grinding against you. Your hands wander up her sides and settle on her chest, hesitantly cupping her breasts through her shirt. She murmurs "yes" without breaking the kiss, so you begin to grab them, feeling them through her shirt before slipping your hands underneath it and teasing her nipples. From the corner of your eye you can see Tara, pouting and drinking wine, her tits dripping with red wine and the occasional rivulet of milk.
>Lauren breaks the kiss, taking the opportunity to pull her shirt off. You quickly dive forward, sucking and nibbling on her nipples. She laughs. "I can see why he fell for you Tara, with those big skanky tits of yours. I think he likes mine better though!"
>"Oh come on!" Tara says, shoving Lauren aside and pushing her breasts so that they're touching hers."Come on cutie, have another taste of mine!" Confronted with two beautiful sets of breasts, and addled on wine, you make what seems like the obvious decision and grab the two closest ones, popping both nipples into your mouth at once.
>Lauren gasps and Tara moans at your actions. "W-woah there!" Lauren says, pulling back slightly. Tara catches her by the shoulder and holds her in place. "Ooh, she's sensitive!" Tara declares, pinching her other nipple.
>Lauren tries to reply but chokes on it. You redouble your efforts on their breasts, pinching, squeezing, licking and nibbling. While Lauren's are slightly smaller they're more firm, while Tara's are huge and a little floppy. It's heaven.
>After a couple minutes things have gotten pretty messy. Both Tara and Lauren are dribbling milk, and Tara keeps pouring wine both into your mouths and onto her and Laura's breasts. Lauren gulps it down thirstily and rubs her crotch against your knee, while Tara keeps giggling and rubbing your crotch through your pants. The whole couch is a sloppy, sweaty mess.
>"Mmm, this is fun and all, but maybe we should move along?" says Tara, pulling her breast from your mouth. You pull on her nipple with your teeth for a moment before releasing it, causing a little jet of milk to splash across the couch. "Whaddya say Lauren? Should we move past the foreplay and let him have some more fun?"
>Lauren moans something. "I think that was yes," Tara says, pulling Lauren off of you and pushing you back onto the couch. "Come on Lauren, help me out here," she says, her hand on your fly
>Working in tandem, the two of them manage to fish your cock out of your pants. They both coo over it, which is slightly embarrassing. "Ooh, it looks good enough to eat!" Says Tara, slobbering on the tip. Lauren pushes her away.
>"Oh come on Tara, you're embarrassing him!" She takes a firm grip on your cock and starts to stroke it. "Mmmm, nice and hard," she murmurs, "You're ready to go, aren't you?" She kisses the head and continues stroking it. "Hey Tara, why don't you get it nice a wet for me?" she asks. Tara whoops with glee and immediately fastens her lips onto the head of your cock, sucking and slurping at it wildly, her tongue caressing every inch of it. Lauren smirks at her antics, and begins to guide her head with one hand. "You're such a slut, you know that Tara?" she asks, idly playing with one of her nipples. "How does that feel?" she asks you. You manage to tell her it feels fantastic.
>She smirks and pushes Tara's head down as far as it will go, fully engulfing your shaft. Her tongue snakes out and licks your balls, and you feel a tightening in your groin. "Go ahead and cum," she murmurs, "Believe me, you'll be ready for more real soon." You groan and let go, pumping cum into Tara's throat.
>Tara pulls off your cock with a pop, showing a cum-dripping smile. "Mmm, that tastes great!" she says, giggling as strands of cum drip from her fat lips onto her breasts. She opens wide to show you your load, then swishes it around some. "Here Lauren, you should have a taste!"
>She pounces on Lauren and kisses her, swapping your cum into her mouth. Lauren drinks greedily, her hands slipping down to rub Tara's dripping cunt. She breaks the kiss slowly, stretching several long strands of cum and saliva between the two of them as she pulls away. "Mmm, that is good! You ready to go again?" she asks. The two of them turn to you, dripping cum from their mouths and milk from their nipples.