The alley was filled with moans and giggles. Peach writhed on the mattress as he rubbed the vibrating egg against his asshole. Beside him, on hands and knees, Joelle was in just as much ecstasy as he teased his pucker with a knobbly plug. Both wore bunny ears, and there were egg cartons strewn about.

“Allons-y, monsieur,” Joelle squealed, slipping into his native French. “Punish this naughty bunny!” He wiggled his ass at the man they’d lured in. Joelle’s balls and condom-wrapped cock swung like obscene fruits from his crotch.

“Yeah, c’mon, mister…” Peach purred, laying on his back. His stiff cock lay against his belly, also sheathed in a condom. He sucked on a finger and slid it down to twirl and tweak the nipples atop his “breasts”. He still wore the fakes that Joelle had loaned him, and the sensory feedback made them every bit as sensitive as his real nipples. A moan escaped his lips and he gently placed his foot against the man’s slacks. He smiled as he felt the turgid flesh through the sole of his shoe. “Don’tcha wanna help us earn money for college?”

“Uh, okay,” he grunted, digging into his wallet. “You two are the hottest sluts I’mve ever seen!”

“Oooh, merci,” Joelle giggled as the man produced a fistful of bills.

“Mmm, this’ll do,” Peach tucked away the money. “Go on and take your pick.” He opened up the carton, revealing a colurful selection of toys. The man took a pair of eggs. “Mmmm, Good choice! You ready?”

Peach flipped over, joining Joelle on hands and knees. Both boys thrust their asses up, revealing their glistening pink puckers. The man kneaded their smooth rears, fingers digging into the soft, warm flesh. His dick hardnened in his pants and he couldn’t resist giving their butts a slap. They squealed in unison, wiggling their hips enticingly.

The man slid his fingers into the crease, and ran his thumbs over each puckered hole. Peach and Joelle moaned at the teasing touch.

“Please, sir,” Peach whimpered, sliding a finger over his lips. He shuddered as he felt the man’s finger slip easily into him. The digit swirled around, probing the well-lubed depths until it was joined by a second finger. Peach looked over to see Joelle, his lips parted and eyes closed as the man thumbed him too. A shock ran through Peach as he felt the man press against his prostate, rubbing the sensitive spot in circles. His body twitched, stiff from the jolting sensation.

The shuddering, shivering pleasure was too much for them.

“Oh- oh- ouais!” Joelle squealed. He groaned in unison with Peach as he felt his cock throbbing and pulsing, spurting rich, gooey sperm into his condom. The latex sheath sagged as the cum pooled in the tip. He shuddered as the last of it dribbled out. Beside him, Peach panted, his cock twitching as it unleashed a load of its own.

Even though they’d cum, both of their cocks were still stiff. The man grinned at the sight of the two, their “breasts” heaving with each breath.

“Why don’t you two flip over,” he suggested. “I wanna see what those titties feel like!”

“You’re the boss,” Peach grinned. Obediently, he and Joelle laid on their backs. Their cocks flopped to the side, dragged down by the weight of the cum filling the condoms. They both gasped as the man squeezed a breast in each hand. He rolled his thumbs around their nipples, sending jolts of pleasure through them. For their part, Peach and Joelle reached out and began groping and massaging the man’s dick through his slacks.

He groaned as he felt Joelle’s fingers rubbing his cockhead while Peach squeezed and stroked his shaft. He redoubled his efforts on their tits, twisting their nipples and digging his fingers into the synthetic flesh. Both boys moaned from the sensory feedback.

“Mmh, pinch my tits,” Peach giggled. “Oooh, they’ve never been touched like that.”

“Oui,” Joelle gasped. “C’est si bon…” His cock reacted to the attention the man was paying to his tits, stiffening and throbbing back to full erection. Joelle could feel the man’s own cock beginning to swell in his trousers. As if on cue, Peach pulled Joelle into a kiss. They moaned into each other’s mouths, sucked on each other’s lips and lapped at each other’s tongues.

“Oh, shit,” their client grunted. His cock pulsated under their hands, cum bubbling up to ooze through the fabric of his pants. “Shit…” he groaned as Peach squeezed his dick once more. “That was–”

“Oh my god,” a voice exclaimed from the mouth of the alley. All three looked up to see a pair of girls standing there, wearing school uniforms. One had her phone out. The man’s face went pale and he staggered to his feet, hiding his face as he stumbled out of the alley, stammering excuses.

“You skanks chased away our customer!” Peach snapped as they approached with curiosity.

“Oui, dégage!” Joelle glared.

“We thought you were being raped.” the short brunette with the phone said, narrowing her eyes. “We heard squealing.”

“We’re trying to run a business, so if you don’t mind…?”

The two girls glanced at the sign, then each other. “I feel like being bad,” the tall redhead asked. “How much money you got, Natasya?”

The brunette dug into her pockets. Between the two of them, they produced a small stack of money. “Is this enough?”

“Joelle, you think so?” Peach glanced over. His bespectacled partner shrugged and smiled. “Okay, sure. You can use the eggs that guy picked out.”

They got on hands and knees and shoved their asses towards their new clients. The redhead picked up the blue egg and gave it a twist. It immediately came to life, buzzing in her hand. She saw her companion already at work, rubbing the egg against Joelle’s asshole. The slutty bunny moaned and rocked his hips, grinding his butt into Natasya’s hands.

“My butt’s getting cold…” Peach pouted. The tall girl shrugged and began pressing the egg between his rounded cheeks.

Peach shivered and gasped in delight at the sensation. He was happy that they’d been able to make the most of this opportunity. This girl seemed a bit timid though… She rolled the egg back and forth along Peach’s ass crack. It was nice, but he wanted some more!

“C’mon, feed me that egg,” he demanded. “Fill my rabbit hole!” He gasped as she pressed it firmly against his slippery rosebud. It began to spread him open, stretching out his sphincter… Peach shivered in delight; at least the girl could take orders!

“Hey Filippa, you know what this reminds me of?” Natasya grinned. “That time Sister Yustina made us lick cum off the the floor.” She took hold of Joelle’s cock and began pumping it, squeezing the shaft like she was milking a cow’s teat. Her other hand held the egg against Joelle’s asshole and slowly pushed, opening up Joelle’s ass to the toy.

“Can’t believe you enjoyed that,” Filippa grunted. Her cheeks flushed at the memory. She began thrusting the egg more aggressively, pushing it deeper into the big-titted blonde. For his part, Peach loved the sudden aggression. His asshole practically swallowed the toy! Filippa felt Peach’s sphincter grip her fingers as the toy slipped inside. He moaned and shuddered, his cock throbbing at the full sensation. A whimpering grunt escaped his lips as Filippa pulled her fingers free from his sucking hole. The egg’s vibrations sent him over the edge and he felt a rush of pleasure as the orgasm hit.

Joelle was already in the throes of ecstasy as Natasya pleasured both his ass and cock. His balls tightened and cum geysered out, pulsing and splattering inside the condom, filling it to beyond capacity.

Peach’s cock throbbed, spurting its second load, as he moaned and wriggled like a fish on a hook. Sperm plopped into the already-overfilled latex sheath, bloating it like a soft-boiled egg. As for the egg in his ass, it still buzzed, sending jolts of pleasure straight to his brain.

“I gotta take a picture of this,” Natasya panted, brandishing her phone.

“Come on, we’re already in trouble,” Filippa argued. “I bet we get detention for a month for this.”

“Yeah, but the memories will last a lifetime,” Natasya winked. “Say ‘Happy Easter,’ sluts!”

“Happy easter, sluts,” Peach and Joelle purred in unison, spreading their cheeks as the camera flashed.