Shredder 6: Retri6ution [F/F/Fu] [Bit rough] [Bit verbal abuse] [Bad jokes]

Story by Demon of Elru

This tale was woven for a challenge over on the Darknest forums, but I figure, hey, maybe you folks here will like it too!

The crescent moon hung in the sky, obscured by a scattered layer of clouds, and even the light that managed to shine through was consigned only to cast ominous shadows upon the grounds of the college campus and it's surrounding area. However, the gloomy weather was of no consequence to the bevy of drunk co-eds partying the night away, blasting obnoxiously loud music from their fraternities and sororities. Further down the road, there were less and less lit up houses, one in particular being the Delta Epsilon Delta sorority house, where only one window on the third floor was illuminated.

The sound of the bathroom door slamming echoed through the empty house, followed shortly by a muffled pair of giggles. On the other side, a nude, fabulously busty woman with curly blonde hair was pushed up against the closed door, her hands securely held against the wooden frame to the sides of her head. “You're so rough, Megan! I think you may be a bad influence on me... What would my parents think?”

Megan, a fit, slender girl with hints of lean athletic muscles and chopped short brown hair, rolled her beautiful hazel eyes up, playfully tightening her grasp on her partner's limbs. “Aly, the absolute last thing I want to think about right now, aside from MY parents, are YOUR parents.” She could see Aly starting to open her mouth and quickly decided to stifle her response by initiating a deep kiss.

The blonde moaned into the kiss, playfully squirming in her lover's hold as the room fogged up with steam from the running shower. She turned her head to the side, breaking the kiss so she could actually speak. “Come on Meg, I'm still all sweaty and grimy from cheerleading practice. You know we don't have too much time before the rest of the sisters come back from that Lambda Lambda Lambda party. We've been in the house, alone, for like five whole minutes and I haven't even gotten to taste your pussy yet! We planned our date specifically for tonight so we could be alone, remember?”

Although her girlfriend's words were oddly expository, they had their desired effect, reminding Megan of their deadline. Shifting her weight off Aly, she walked backwards a bit before pulling the blonde forward and releasing her hands, sweeping behind to deliver a satisfying slap to her bouncy ass.

Aly responded with a squeal and a giggle, quickly moving into the shower and closing the curtain behind her only to crane one hand out and deliver a 'come hither' motion with her finger. The brunette grinned, stripping off her black sports bar and matching gym shorts before joining her sorority sister. Megan felt her lust grow upon seeing that curvy backside already wet from the running water and moved to embrace her from behind, planting soft butterfly kisses along her neck.

“Mmm...” The cheerleader hummed in pleasure, using the conveniently placed soap on a rope to lather her bountiful breasts while grinding her thighs together in an effort to scratch that wonderfully moist itch between them. Humming turned to light, breathless moans, until, “Wait. Megan, wait. What was that sound?”

So wrapped up in embracing her voluptuous sex kitten, Megan barely gave a pause between kisses to speak, “What're you talkin' bout?” One hand drifted to Aly's navel to playfully tease her, while the other started to massage the bottom of one of her large, glistening breasts. Another sound, this time both of them heard it, but Megan remained unflappable in her sensual ministrations of Aly's decadent body. “It's just the house settling babe, relax. How about to take your mind off it, you start eating me out?”

Another giggle left he blonde's lips, definitely enjoying the thought of that. She turned around in the slipper embrace of her girlfriend, but before she could start worshiping her lean body, a gloved hand grasped the shower curtain and forcefully yanked it away.

Both girls quickly turned their heads to see the open curtain and shrieked in abject terror. The six foot and a half intruder was garbed in a tattered and dirty dark brown trenchcoat, its face covered by a black snowboarder's face mask and red snowboarding goggles. In one of it's black gloved hands it held aloft an oversized, blood-caked hammer, ready to strike down on the still screeching girls.

Unexpectedly, it lowered the weapon and allowed it to drop to the ground, instead opting to reach out with both of those large, gloved hands. As they neared the pair of soaking wet women, each one gently landed on one of their shoulders, and a gravely, surprisingly feminine voice emanated from the mask.

“Looks like you dirty girls could use a hand, or two.”

******

“CUT!” The director bellowed, leaping out of his chair and approaching the scene. “Jenny, baby, this ain't that kind of movie!” He had worked with the woman in questio

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