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Young Cunts - Act One: Shall We Start With Cunts?

... her career, and yet so near the end…?”

ACT ONE, SCENE ONE

Friday 16th July 2060mid-morningSasha Grey Auditorium, Royal Academy of Fucking, Maryleboner Road, London

“Oh yeah, fuck my asshole, stud! Make my cunt squirt with your dick all the way up my fucking shithole!” The girl was slender, clad in red latex from head to toe, with just three apertures in her mask – one for her mouth and the other two for her dark fluttering eyes. Another pair of openings on the front of her costume revealed two large olive-skinned breasts, which swayed and jiggled as she sashayed her ass downwards towards the boy’s erect cock. The young man was largely invisible to the audience, as he was lying on his back on the fuck-couch, but his cock was downstage, huge and black as she lowered her asshole – exposed through yet another carefully-positioned gap in the latex – onto it, her gape squelching obscenely as it found itself stuffed with nine inches of genetically-modified male ebony fuck-meat.

Loud, pumping metallic fuck rock pounded through the speakers. And above the stage hung a huge poster which proclaimed:

WELCOME TO THE ROYAL ACADEMY OF FUCKINGGRADUATION CEREMONY AND FUCK FESTIVAL 2060:remembering the past, showcasing the future!

The poster, of course, displayed the RAF’s trademark reverse cowgirl cock-in-cunt photographic closeup, while the performers, by deft artistic choice, duplicated it on stage in the anal variety, allowing the appreciative audience – mainly ...

... consisting of this year’s graduates, clad, though otherwise nude, in black academic gowns and mortar-boards – an unimpeded view of the girl’s gaping gash: moist, glistening, hairless and pink, her clit swollen and throbbing as she rubbed it, even as she rammed her latex-framed ass up and down on the boy’s huge black cock.

Soon, however, her digital attention had shifted from her clit to her vaginal interior, as she slid two slender fingers between her fuck-lips and curled them upwards to find that sensitive area on her front inner walls. “Oh yeah, fuck!” she squealed, her lips pouting through the opening in her mask, as she found the spot with her fingers and began to stroke it from within, simultaneously slapping her clit with her other hand, whilst still pounding her asshole up and down on the boy’s black fuck-stick, both of them perfectly synchronised with the rhythm of the music. The audience knew a good fuck when they saw one, and they began to moan and roar with approval and pleasure, parting their academic robes, roving hands exploring their own and each other’s young bodies, as they revelled in the perfect artistry of the fuckers on stage.

The girl was an expert performer, fixing the audience with her gaze and bellowing, “You wanna see me come, fuckers? Wanna watch me fucking squirt?” The audience roared its encouragement. “And you want this big black dick to come at the same time? Wanna watch him paint my shit-rim with his cream – just as I spray all you motherfucking ...