Background, Di a very dear friend of Zizz. She is one of the fittest people I know, and has these lovely C-cup tits on a rock hard body. I know they can’t possibly be real, but who cares, they scream motorboat, Oh, and she goes to pole classes!

Zizz: Di says you did great in pole class this afternoon…

Lower Head: hell yeah, we were hot, smoking! Who could resist us?

Upper Head: Uh huh, easy for you to say, that was me doing all the work there, remember? Besides, Zizz said did great, as in had a good, sweaty workout, nothing about how we looked, Di probably still sees a flabby guy who dresses funny and couldn’t pull himself up the pole at all. Don’t forget, shes gay. That means not into you, little man.

Lower Head: Hey, not cool, dude, thats not my fault, I am sure she just needs a good hard…

Upper Head: Don’t even think it buddy, doesn’t work like that, and if you don’t figure that out, one of these days you are really going to embarress us. Get over yourself!

Zizz: Did you hear me, I said Di said you looked good in class, she said you were really strong now, and putting your own moves into things.

Me: Oh? I do kind of goof off in class from time to time, is she OK with that?

Lower head: Yeah, you’re always either showing off, or staring at Di’s ass. DONT get us kicked out of there.

Upper Head: grrr…

Zizz: She loves it, shes really proud of the work you’ve done, she said your body was starting to look really hot to her.

Lower Head: Told you I told you. Told you, I told you…

Me: Ha, you think shes going straight after this shit with R?

Lower Head: Yes yes yes, hot bi female alert. Up periscope, commence lock and load for firing main gun. Just like I said. Now, all we have to do is get her into bed with Zizz, and I’ll do all the work, OK?

Zizz: Sweetheart, she fucked Karl last week…

Upper head: Don’t say a word, quick, get out of sight, this is delicate stuff, I don’t need you thrashing about, let me think, OK?

Lower Head: Gonna have a threesome, gonna get the gold ring, WHHHOOOOOOOOOOHoooooooooo. AHhhh-TEN-SHUN!

Upper Head: SHUT UP, Let me think for gods sake!

Lower Head: Yes yes yes, hot bi female alert. Up periscope, commence lock and load for firing main gun. Just like I said. Now, all we have to do is get her into bed with Zizz, and I’ll do all the work, OK?

Me: Really? Wow! Um, did she say if she got off? That was the big problem with R right?

Lower Head: Noooooo, the problem was R was trying to do the job of a good hard cock with a puny bit of plastic, or her hand. Let me!

Upper Head: misogenistic prick, grow up.

Zizz: No, but she said it was really good, he made her feel really comfortable and special. Her whole issue is insecurity over her parts, you know she had hsv, right? So I told her I’d be happy to play doctor with her, and see if I could find a single thing wrong with her pussy, might be fun, take it more like a science experiment…

Lower Head: this calls for a deep inspection. I am the only one qualified here!

Zizz: I’ve always wanted to try fingering, or maybe even fisting…

Lower Head: Hands are only good for handjobs, come on, you’re killing me here.

Upper Head: OK, if she gets together with Di and it sucks, or even isn’t fantastic, our chances of a threesome go down 100%, but I can’t say that, help me out, I need a line, quick, one of your good ones!

Lower Head: I want to suck on both your boobies?

Me: Tell you what, Dr Zizz, if you need some outside consultation on this matter, let me know, I’ll do a house call.

Thanks and props to The Over-Educated Nympho for the format!



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